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The invisible guards secretly emitted dark light, causing people to voluntarily avoid the distance where two people were walking.
Thanks to this, the two were able to walk comfortably without any interruptions.
How was it?
Zhuge Xiaoming asked.
Wasn’t it Hyuk Mu-gang who used to chatter away with questions whenever Jin So-woon’s name came up?
“hmm…….”
Hyeok Mu-gang walked a few more steps without answering the question, then slowly opened his mouth.
He was an interesting child.
You say it’s interesting?
Hyeok Mu-gang, who had been lost in deep thought, smiled faintly as he looked at Jegal So-myeong.
“I hadn’t been able to fully grasp it because I had only heard about it from the Commander-in-Chief, but… now that I have seen it with my own eyes, one thing is certain.”
“What is it?”
“The Commander-in-Chief went to great lengths to prevent me from taking Jin So-un away from him.”
Jegal So-myeong’s face crumples like a sheet of paper.
“Isn’t that already a finished story!”
Hyeok Mu-gang laughed hollowly and stroked his beard.
It’s a joke. Just kidding.
“…….”
“Anyway, putting that aside, he certainly has a lot of fascinating qualities. I, in particular,…”
Hyeok Mu-gang smiles meaningfully as he looks at Jegal So-myeong.
It was very impressive to see you act so brazenly in front of the Leader of the Murim Alliance and the Chief Military Advisor.
As expected, the leader knew.
When it comes to the schemes and machinations of the murky political world, isn’t he a step ahead of himself?
Hyeok Mu-gang raised his eyebrows as if he were truly surprised.
Still, if it weren’t for this situation, I would have really been fooled.
He is quite an audacious fellow.
At the general’s agreement, Hyeok Mu-gang closed his eyes as if drawing something.
“So, really, really…… I’m looking forward to it.”
Then, his eyes, which had suddenly opened wide, curved like a crescent moon.
I mean the divine beings growing up now and the Murim Alliance that child will lead.
At Hyeok Mu-gang’s words, a river appeared on Jegal So-myeong’s forehead
A self was drawn.
Why were Shinseong and Jin So-un spoken of separately?
Speaking of the divine beings of the present day, there are the Yongbongjihoe, including Yongso-ah, and the Seven Stars of the generation above them.
However, compared to any of them, Jin So-woon’s talent could not be considered extraordinary.
“Aren’t you… empathizing too much with Jin So-woon?”
Hyuk Mu-gang nods at the reasonable question.
“It might look that way.”
That isn’t good news for Jin So-un either.
Hyeok Mu-gang pondered for a moment, then asked Jegal So-myeong.
“Hmm… Commander, how far do you think Jin So-un will go?”
Jegal So-myeong was left speechless by the strange counter-question that came out of nowhere.
It wasn’t because I didn’t understand the question.
However, it is simply because I have never drawn a proper picture of it.
“Well, I was planning to leave Simhyeongak to him.”
“Not the Ministry of Communications?”
“As you can see, he has a keen eye for reading people’s minds. There is no better playground for him to run rampant than Simhyeongak.”
Hyuk Mu-gang, who had been nodding, continues his questioning.
Do you think that child will stay in that spot?
He was unable to answer the repeated questions.
When I first saw him at Cheolgeommun, I judged him to be a capable employee at Mantongbu, and when I saw him pass the regular exam, I thought he could be entrusted with either Simhyeongak or Mantongbu.
Jin So-un also thought that he would be sufficiently satisfied with that amount for himself, and furthermore for the sect.
Because the existential symbolism of the Mantongbu and Simhyeongak is no different from the highest positions desired by the countless martial artists scattered throughout the Jianghu.
But now, if you were to ask whether Jin So-woon would really be satisfied with that… … .
As expected, you can’t answer.
It was just as Hyeok Mu-gang said.
He could not fathom it at all.
“Then, Leader, how far do you think that fellow will go?”
Hyeok Mu-gang picked up the bundle in his hand and met his gaze.
“Well, I’m not entirely sure either, but…”
Pee-eek—Hyuk Mu-gang raises his head at the sound of a hawk crying in the sky.
Is it a coincidence that a hawk appeared at such a timely moment?
It didn’t look like a bird meant for a cage.
At Hyeok Mu-gang’s words, Jegal So-myeong nodded unconsciously.
And above all, that child looked down on power. As if it were a tool.
“What is that…….”
Suddenly, Hyeok Mu-gang chuckled and said.
“I mean the Myeonghyeon Dojo…….”
“Why did he suddenly…?”
“It is said that he was severely beaten by Jin So-un.”
At that moment, Jegal So-myeong’s brow furrowed.
“Huh? What do you mean…?”
“Unlike the other elders, isn’t Master Myeonghyeon the only one staying in seclusion? They say it is because the bruises on his face haven’t completely faded yet.”
“……
This crazy bastard… … .”
No matter how much I hated the sight of him, and even though I felt relieved the moment I heard the story, to think he beat up an elder of the Council of Elders.
While Jegal So-myeong wore a blank expression due to extreme surprise, Hyeok Mu-gang continued speaking.
Considering the way he acted in front of me just now… I suppose it means that power is not something he admires or wants to seize.
Jegal So-myeong tilted his head.
“Isn’t he just a crazy guy?”
Hyeok Mu-gang shook his head and smiled gently.
“Isn’t it truly amusing? They look down on power, but they never let go of the power they possess.”
In an instant, his eyes shine clearly.
“Ultimately, it probably means that power is nothing more than a tool to satisfy whatever that child wants to do.”
Since Zhuge Xiaoming had never tried to read a person’s mind in that way, he pondered deeply over what Hyeok Mu-gang had said.
Hyeok Mu-gang murmured as he looked at the chief general in anguish.
“What that child does with the power he protected like that is, in the end, saving someone…….”
A sense of inexplicable anticipation rises on Hyuk Mu-gang’s face as he pauses for a moment.
“Isn’t he a truly fascinating child?”
Lord, you are taking things too far.
I think there is some truth to what Zhuge Xiaoming said, but it doesn’t easily resonate with me.
Is it because I’ve seen so much of the crazy things Jin So-woon does?
Hyeok Mu-gang’s firm voice continued.
“That is why I thought Jin So-woon should be viewed separately from the other Divine Beings. And personally, I’m a little curious about him as well.”
“Which one are you talking about?”
I wonder what kind of leader that child will become when given sufficient strength and authority.
Jegal So-myeong tightly closed his mouth as if he could not answer.
If the people of the Alliance knew that such words came from the Alliance Leader’s mouth, they would certainly not sit idly by.
Hyeok Mu-gang also nods as if he understands.
And soon, he changes the subject to another topic.
“Anyway, I have achieved much greater merit than I expected, and I do not know what to do with this. To think the Young Leader of the Blood Cult…”
“What could be done? I wonder why such a clever fellow spoke of his greatest merit only later.”
As expected, the General Staff is not honest.
“W-what are you talking about?”
“Isn’t it twitching its lips?”
Zhuge Xiaoming shakes his head and lets out a long sigh.
Let’s celebrate your achievements together after the work in Sacheon is finished.
Is that all?
It seemed the Alliance Leader was firmly set on Jin So-un.
Jegal So-myeong eventually revealed in detail what he had been thinking.
I plan to direct the purchasing of the Anhui branch to the Taeeulmun Daecheon Merchant Group. That should be a great help in establishing the group.
Only then does Hyuk Mu-gang nod his head as if satisfied.
“That’s great. If any voices of dissatisfaction arise, please send them to me.”
“That’s enough. Do you think I wouldn’t be able to handle even that much?”
Hyeok Mu-gang grinned as he watched Jegal So-myeong grumbling.
The two walked side by side like an elderly couple worrying about their grandson’s future. After leaving the Dean’s office, I turned around on my way back to the dormitory.
I didn’t really have a destination.
I just didn’t want to go straight back to the dorm.
As I walk slowly along the path that completely encircles the exterior of the academic building, the scent of deep greenery fills my lungs.
I gathered all the energy I usually spread out widely and released the tension in my body.
As I continued walking for a while, I gradually felt the reality that I had returned to my daily life.
The cries of nameless mountain birds can be heard here and there, and small wild animals popping out from unexpected places hop between the trees.
It was so peaceful that it was hard to believe that just a few days ago, there had been a blood-curdling chase and battle.
From those exchanging affectionate words while walking along the path to those engaging in debates in the open space.
The students at the academy were enjoying their ordinary daily lives.
The fact that the events in Sacheon do not affect them is proof that the events in Sacheon did not escalate into a ‘bloodbath’ like in their previous lives.
For some reason, my heart tingled. ‘I really changed it…’ Of course, I had changed many things before that as well.
However, most of it is related to myself, and furthermore, to the people around me and the sect.
This was the first time that a situation that could have escalated into a brutal war was prevented.
I had changed and prepared many things in my own way for the Great War against the Demons, but I thought that my efforts might not bear fruit.
As has been the case with countless events throughout history, the actions of one person cannot stop the flow of the mighty Yangtze River.
Even though I harbored a skeptical view of myself, I continued to strive to change something.
Because I thought that was the only way to erase the guilt-filled nightmares I suffered in my past life.
And that blindly heading to Sacheon was the first time history was changed. The history known as the ‘Sacheon Bloody Incident’ shall now be erased from the world.
As always, it will likely be recorded that one of the Murim Alliance’s many enemies appeared and vanished.
Therefore, no one will know about ‘Sacheonhyeolsa’.
Because it will not be recorded how many people were saved and how many sacrifices were prevented.
No one will take credit for what I have done.
Even so… ‘It’s not a bad feeling.’ Before I knew it, the corners of my mouth slowly curled up.
As a result, innocent civilians will be able to continue their peaceful lives, and less blood will flow in Sichuan.
“Furthermore, the futile deaths of those who face the enemy with sheer numbers, like Sojeongdae, would surely decrease a little. ‘If it were just like that, I wouldn’t ask for anything more.’ During the Great War between the Righteous and the Demonic in my previous life.”
Unable to suppress my sense of emptiness after losing two members of the Sojeong Corps to the Blood Demon Brigade’s storm-like barrage, I asked the members why we were fighting. [The well-being of the Murim? What bullshit! I just want to goof around like before and collect my monthly stipend!] [Ah, because I miss Jeonghyang from Hongwolru. She says she likes it when I’m a member of the Murim Alliance.] [I owe this bastard a debt. But he says he’ll pay it back when he returns to the Murim Alliance?]
True to their nature as the lowest of scoundrels, the answers they gave were all incredibly vulgar.
But come to think of it, my answer wasn’t much different from theirs either.
Just because I want to live.
Because I want to enjoy the peace of the past again, which will never return.
That was all.
None of us were promised wealth and glory after the war.
If you’re lucky, you survive until the end of the Great War against the Demons; if you’re unlucky, you could die as early as tomorrow.
Just a shitty life.
The mere fact that I prevented it was meaningful enough to me. ‘From now on… from now on… I suppose I will have to keep erasing the history that will continue to unfold.’ I do not know how many times I will be able to erase it.
Because it would be impossible to stop the currents of the Yangtze River all by one person.
Still, if I think of it as paying a heavy price for the debt I owed to the Four Sects and those damn bastards in my previous life, any thought of backing down vanishes completely, even if it is an impossible task.
“Phew…….”
As I retrace my old memories, the faces of the members of the Sojeong unit come to mind one by one.
Although they all came from different backgrounds and belonged to different social classes, they had one thing in common.
It was precisely that we absolutely hated those who were better than us.
I especially hated the elites from the Murim Academy to the point of sickness.
To guys from the bottom of society with nowhere to turn, it is highly unlikely that a promising young disciple from a respectable sect would look good.
Moreover, since those from the academy basically started in the position of Grand Master, it was incredibly infuriating for the members of the Sojeong unit to have to grovel to a fresh-faced guy, regardless of how many years they had served.
“Everyone would be dumbfounded to see me now that I’ve become the student center representative. Hehe.”
For some reason, imagining the disgusted looks on the faces of those Sojeongdae guys made me feel even better.
With my hair somewhat tidied up, I turned my steps toward the dormitory.
Although I have already fully replenished the energy in my Danjeon while in Chengdu, the fatigue accumulated layer upon layer while traveling back and forth to Sichuan can only be relieved through rest.
As I was slowly looking around the inside of the school building and heading toward the dormitory.
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
A rather dull sound was heard. ‘What is it?’ As I unfolded the energy I had withdrawn, I could feel the energy of uninhabited people between the buildings.
Turning my head to look into the alley, I saw four or five people who appeared to belong to the Five Great Clans standing in a circle around me as if keeping watch.
And in the center, two people were entangled on the floor.
Looking a little closer…
It’s not a tangled mess.’ It looks like one side is getting beaten unilaterally.
The small-framed academy student, whose affiliation was unknown, tried to counterattack somehow, but the burly opponent toyed with him as if making a fool of him. ‘Tsk.’ No matter how much they profess to follow the White Way, given that this is a place where hot-blooded martial artists gather, it is only natural that fighting is a daily occurrence.
I also got into fights with the members a few times when I first joined the Sojeong Unit.
Even so, to see a scene like this on the day I returned after working my fingers to the bone to save people in Sichuan…
“This isn’t exactly a pleasant situation.” “How dare these bastards cross my path?” It was time for justice to be served to restore my ruined mood.
Besides, you act cowardly against me in a many-to-one fight in front of me, someone who cannot tolerate injustice?
Crack crack.
“Hey, you bastards…….”
The moment I released my fingers and tried to go inside.
Thump.
The small-framed student grabbed the big guy’s hand and.
Whoosh. Whoosh.
– Bang!
Isn’t it just being thrown onto the hard floor?
“……!”
I couldn’t help but open my mouth wide in shock.
It was not so much that he was surprised by the divine power of the small-framed academy student, but rather that he could not contain his astonishment at the martial arts he displayed. ‘What is this?’ The Cloud Divine Art, which he had learned from Yalu Zai of the Sojeongdae in his previous life and had put to great use in this life.
The lotus flower of the Cloud Divine Art
It just unfolded. ‘Why is that coming out here?’
