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This place, known to people merely for its many rivers and unique food, was experiencing an unexpected boom.
However, it is just that it is a particularly unwelcome special case called war.
“How long is this damn war going to go on?”
Winter is just around the corner, so I wonder how long they plan to keep fighting.
“The Murim Alliance guys said they’d take them down in one fell swoop… but isn’t the Blood Cult stronger than I thought?”
“Maybe the Murim Alliance is weak.”
Even the merchants, who at first were grinning from ear to ear at the sudden influx of people into Chengdu, began to harden their faces one by one as the flames of war spreading across Sichuan Province froze logistics and the economy.
However, that does not mean the members of the Murim Alliance had nothing to say.
First of all, the number of those guys called the Blood Cult was much higher than expected.
There were so many of them that Cheongseong, Ami, and Dangga, who had been watching the Murim Alliance shed blood in their own backyard with their hands behind their backs, moved in a hurry like people who suddenly needed to relieve themselves.
Moreover, the Steel City members, who were often mixed in among them, were a source of terror to the ordinary members of the Murim Alliance… … .
The mere appearance of that pale-skinned being on the battlefield caused the morale of the Murim Alliance to plummet.
Overwhelming opponents with sheer numbers was the most powerful specialty of the Murim Alliance and its allies, but techniques like Steel Poison and Illusion were never meant to be defeated by sheer numbers in the first place. Steel Poison, adorned with various nicknames such as “Alliance Member Crusher” and “Corpse Maker,” only began to show signs of losing some of its power after the Poison King of the Tang Clan, the Head of the Qingcheng Sect, and the Elder Council of Emei stepped forward.
However, there were still problems remaining.
The sorcery of those apostles, which I had only learned about in theory, was even more bizarre and outrageous than what that bastard outside instructor was saying.
half.
de.
The fact that it left aftereffects severe enough to be called poetry.
Moreover, the ‘Breaking Evil’ skill that is essential to learn upon joining the Murim Alliance
and exorcism
It didn’t work at all.
It wasn’t really something for the guys who sold off the Jeoryeonggu to say in the first place.
After witnessing the pathetic sight of even those who had been sucking their thumbs like wimps for the first month of joining the alliance, holding onto the Spirit-Exorcising Sphere as if it were their own, eventually going mad from the Blood Cult’s illusions, it merely served as a catalyst for even those who still possessed the Sphere to vow that they would definitely sell it upon their return.
Even among the Alliance’s commanders, few possessed extensive knowledge or experience regarding heresy or sorcery, so they had no choice but to respond by reading the military treatises handed down by the Martial Arts Alliance.
The more this happened, the more the screams of the subordinates and curses directed at their superiors increased.
however.
Even in that gap, there was an organization that showed outstanding performance.
“Wait, but why are those bastards at Seunghodang fighting a completely different war?”
“Isn’t Gu Jeong-ryong the leader of the Gu Jeong-ryong clan from the Blood Cult? Otherwise, how could the scale of the damage be so different?”
“But you’re beating up way too many Blood Cult bastards for that.”
As people began to have doubts while watching Seunghodang build his expertise like a protruding awl, Gu Jeong-ryong gave a response as if it were nothing.
Because I’ve already dealt with that friend Jin So-woon.
“Jin So-un?”
“Black Flame Dragon?”
As soon as a familiar name was heard, people began searching earnestly to find out what the difference was between Seunghodang and themselves.
To do so, it is only natural to start by exploring things related to the name ‘Jin So-un’.
“What on earth is going on?”
While everyone was searching with keen eyes, those on the front lines discovered clues to the answers they were looking for in the ‘Jin So-un Report,’ which was classified as a secret document. However, the rescue process and methods for responding to the Blood Cult’s attack described in the ‘Jin So-un Report’ differed starkly from the Alliance’s existing military treatises, raising concerns about its verification.
For the members who lost a comrade every single day, the only difference was whether to just die or to try before dying.
Isn’t the harsh reality of a battlefield enough to make a person strange?
The members followed Jin So-un’s military tactics with a do-or-die attitude.
And they spat out profanities more than ever before.
“Damn it! You crazy bastards, why were you hiding such a good method all this time!”
“Those bastards! It’s obvious they dumped this on us, claiming it was written by some loser from that Taeeulmun sect!”
“They increased the damage that could have been avoided, so those bastards are definitely spies for the Blood Cult!”
The leadership of the Alliance had reasons for not being able to follow unproven military tactics, but would the members, having experienced the death of a close friend, understand such a thing?
It became customary for the members to crudely transcribe Jin So-un’s classified report and pass it on to other units, which soon resulted in copies circulating throughout the entire Murim Alliance dispatched unit.
Consequently, the Murim Alliance also began a crackdown.
“Reports continue to come in that the Alliance members are waging battles based on malicious reports. I ask that the Chapter Leaders and Clan Leaders firmly guide their subordinates to obey the orders of the command headquarters.”
However, it actually resulted in provoking the dispatched units.
“Firm guidance? Is this bastard out of his mind? Are you telling us to stick our necks out into that death trap? We can’t stand this. If you keep doing this, we’re the first to slit your throats.”
“No, that’s not what I meant! How do you intend to handle this after you return to the Murim Alliance in the future!”
Even within the command, there was a fierce debate over whether or not to follow Jin So-un’s military strategy.
“Hmm… so this is the report written by that kid named Jin So-un?”
“D-Elder Poison King……. That is a confidential document…….”
“Even the ordinary warriors of our clan have this report, so is the secrecy even meaningful?”
“…….”
Poison King Tang Heze took out an identically transcribed report from his bosom and waved it.
If it is effective, then it is right to apply it.
“Elder Poison King…… However, we are under the orders of the Murim Alliance…….”
Before Suha could finish speaking, Dang Hyeok-je raised his index finger to his lips and made a ‘shhh’ sound.
“How long are you going to keep listening to orders from the Martial Arts Alliance tens of thousands of miles away? Will you only come to your senses after all your members are dead?”
Dang Hyeok-je tilts his head slightly to the side and murmurs softly.
So the Alliance Leader is scary, but I’m not?
A cold atmosphere hung over the command center.
Gulp.
A person who, if they set their mind to it, can addict everyone inside just by rubbing their fingers together.
Because there is no way I wouldn’t be afraid of someone like that.
Tang Hedi waved his fingers in the air as if playing a musical instrument.
“I’ll take responsibility for that Alliance Leader bastard. What’s important right now is minimizing damage until we figure out the opponent.”
The Poison King’s Persuasion(?)
Having adopted the new military strategy, the Murim Alliance gradually began to push the Blood Cult out of Sichuan.
The command eventually admitted that their military tactics had been sloppy until then, and from then on, they began to follow Jin So-un’s reports immediately.
At the point where the battle with the Blood Cult is intensifying.
Winter was slowly approaching. “Um… Master Jin, may I ask what this is?”
Anyway, they call him a benefactor even if it kills him.
“Good grief, can’t you tell by looking? Isn’t this the prayer bead from the report? A single crane.”
coffin.
raw.”
What was it called again? I heard it was a divine artifact of the Black Daoist known as Mabul.
The deception was so strong that it was kept in the deepest part of the repository.
However, Il-gak’s expression is somewhat subtle.
“Master Jin… This is an object called the Black Spirit Pearl. It is a vessel filled with the true energy of the Demon Buddha from his lifetime. If you bring this here so carelessly…”
“But what can be done? That was the only item related to the report. Well.”
I searched every nook and cranny of the storehouse, but there was nothing like a captain or a golden Buddha statue.
It is strange that there are reports related to Buddhism in the Murim Alliance in the first place. The Shaolin Temple would have taken them all long ago.
“Um, you know, if you just resolve the pathogenic factors with the Muscle Strengthening Meridian, can’t you use it?”
“……
That’s true, though.
Il-gak could not shake off the complex and subtle expression as he looked at Heukryeongju.
The thought that he absolutely has no idea if he should accept such an object is written in huge letters on that sparkling head.
That makes sense, since they probably never imagined they would receive compensation other than their monthly salary in exchange for their loyalty to the Alliance.
If not receiving compensation becomes a habit, you eventually come to have the mindset of unifying yourself with the blind.
The preposterous mental victory that I am Blind, and Blind is me.
Of course, for some people, it is not a big problem.
Because those with solid backgrounds can be rewarded with promotions and privileges.
However, what about the lower-ranking members for whom the monthly salary is everything?
Being in a system where you get nothing even after putting in effort, you come to take receiving a monthly salary for granted without putting in any effort.
To fix this way of thinking, we must first change the mindset of the higher-ups.
“If you don’t like it, just give it back. We will sell it and add it to the delegation’s finances. I will regard the efforts of the student from Ilgak Academy as an act of loyalty to the Alliance.”
“Ah, no, it’s not like that…!”
As I reached out my hand, the Black Spirit Pearl was hurriedly pulled away from mine in an instant.
What was that just now? Guanyin Qinggangshou
Did you dodge my hand?
Ilgak, who had naturally displayed the elegant martial arts of Shaolin, spoke with even his shiny hair turning red for some reason.
“S-Sell it? If such a monstrous creature were carelessly scattered throughout the world, what kind of chaos would ensue…?”
How great would it have been if it had come out like this from the start.
One corner of my mouth naturally turns up.
So, you’re saying you’ll use it yourself?
Amitabha Buddha.
Ilgak wrapped the Black Spirit Pearl around his hand carefully and clasped his hands together in prayer.
Anyway, what a dishonest person you are.
However, others did not show a reaction different from some.
In Yeosamtong’s hands was a new bow.
In Namgung Seon-hwa’s hand was a robe made of heavenly silk.
Cheol-sun-jik was holding a voucher in his hand.
I said this to lighten their burden.
If you feel burdened by receiving the reward from the Meng, you may return it at any time.
No one stepped forward.
at that time.
“Um… Brother.”
“Huh? What’s wrong, Jaehwa?”
Moyong Jaehwa hesitantly takes a step forward.
“Um… why do I have nothing?”
“Ah! You mean you? I have already received the item for you.”
Moyong Jaehwa, whose face instantly flushed with color.
“Uh, which one?”
“Hyuncheol!”
“You mean, Hyeoncheol?!”
I nodded vigorously.
“Yes. I received the materials and sent them in advance to a skilled craftsman. Once the other materials are gathered, I will receive a magnificent bow in return.”
With that ridiculous miraculous power called the Sun Bow.
Fifteen
Moyong Jaehwa, unaware of the inner workings of the divine artifact, is simply captivated by the metal called ‘Hyuncheol’ and her mouth drops open in astonishment.
Anyway, he’s a cute guy.
Oh, right! And take this.
“yes?”
Moyong Jaehwa, having received the voucher, opened his eyes wide upon seeing the amount written on it.
“Brother! What is this! One hundred taels of gold?”
“Alright! Go out with that, get some rest, and buy whatever you need.”
Ah, no. Still, this is… … .”
I patted his shoulder with the most benevolent smile I could muster.
“It’s okay! It’s okay! It’s your brother giving it to you, so just keep it.”
I think I’m going to have something to apologize to you for in the future.
Th-thank you, brother!!
You’re so innocent. You’re making me feel bad already. Ahem.
Anyway, the matters regarding the Yangyi Eight Trigrams and the Baekdohoe have been roughly sorted out.
Jegal So-myeong took his place in front of his grandson, Jegal Jeong-gi, not as a grandfather but as the commander-in-chief of the Murim Alliance, and threw Jegal Jeong-gi into a jade cage.
In effect, he was expelled from the academy, and after leaving Geumok, he was unable to even work as a low-ranking warrior.
The delegation of the Baekdohoe, which had nearly caused a major loss of life due to this incident, naturally went through the dissolution process.
As promised, I swallowed up the entire delegation office that Baekdohoe had set up. And… … ‘Heh heh… … One hundred and thirty blossoms.’ As soon as I entered my new seat, I checked the inventory of the Seven-Colored Flowers.
Wow, how much is all this?
I wonder if there is any greater waste of money than this, but thinking that all these Seven-Colored Flowers will end up in my mouth, a sudden fondness for the Baekdo Society is welling up inside me…
“What did Representative Jin receive?”
Cheol-sun-jik, having carefully placed the 2,000-yang voucher in his bosom, asks.
I answered as if it were no big deal.
I just decided to get a herbal tonic made at the Uiyakdang.
“Medicine?”
I nodded calmly and held up my wound that was almost completely healed.
My health suffered a lot because of this.
Then, sighs erupted from here and there.
“Young Master Jin. Just for something like that… were you perhaps looking out for us…?”
As Namgung Seon-hwa was about to hand over the robe she had received, I shook my head.
“No, not at all. Haven’t you all gone through a lot of trouble because of me? Of course I should take care of you.”
I looked at the people surrounding me and smiled.
I am sufficiently satisfied just knowing that you have received your reward.
Because the tonic Sama Jeong makes is a legendary elixir that only the Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance would be able to consume in the future. Hehe.
Not only does it help increase internal energy, but it also makes the characteristics of the Five Elements even more intense.
The manufacturing method is treated as a secret, so it is a miraculous medicine that, in the future, will be impossible to obtain no matter how much money one has.
After taking that tonic, the firepower of the Demon Slayer Beast will rise to the level of the original Blood Jade Beast.
Oh dear, oh dear, at this rate I might be suspected of being a demon who has mastered Blood Jade, hahahaha.
When he was showing himself enjoying the seven-colored flower as if detached from personal selfishness.
“Representative Jin, we are from Baekdohoe.”
A sudden guest arrived.
The original owners of this office enter hesitantly.
Those who held a seat in the Baekdohoe delegation and those who narrowly escaped death in the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Formations.
He had come to retrieve his personal belongings after being deprived of his office.
I put on a generous expression.
Ah, tell them to pack their own things.
I have moved all the Seven-Colored Flowers to my personal locker, so they won’t dare think about taking them.
Nevertheless, feeling anxious, I stayed firmly in my spot and protected the Seven-Colored Flower.
The members of the Baekdohoe, having packed enough items to fit into a small box, approached me instead of leaving immediately. ‘What is this? Are they planning to take the Seven-Colored Flower?’ With a feeling that I absolutely could not tolerate it, I hardened my face and scowled intensely.
however.
Starting with the one at the forefront, people begin to seize power one by one.
What is this?
“Representative Jin, I apologize for the inconvenience.”
“huh?”
While I was dumbfounded by their sudden behavior.
The members of Baekdohoe continue speaking.
“I think I have viewed CEO Jin with a narrow perspective due to my limited insight.”
Then, he bows his head even deeper.
“Such a thing will never happen again, and I will certainly repay the kindness of being saved this time.”
The other members also bend their backs, following him.
Oh, so it turns out that not everyone in the Baekdo Society was a heartless beast.
Seven-colored flower safe(?)
Having confirmed that, I slowly nodded my head with a benevolent smile.
Admiration flickers across the faces of those standing around me at my boldness…
So, how will you repay that kindness?
The members of the Baekdohoe, who had been bowing their heads in unison while holding their fists, raise their heads with blank expressions.
Wait, did these people really intend to repay the favor with just their mouths?
As I raised my eyebrows, one person stepped forward and smiled awkwardly.
“Do you need any blood?”
The members of Baekdohoe broke out in a cold sweat as if they had been asked an unexpected question.
I snapped my fingers as if a good idea had struck me.
“Ah! How about we do it this way? With Jegal Jeong-gi imprisoned in Geumok this time, the position of Chairman of the Baekdo Society is vacant, isn’t it?”
“Huh? Ah… yes.”
Ak Ju-pyeong, who was expected to naturally appear when Jegal Jeong-gi left, somehow did not show up, and the Baekdohoe, having lost its center, was in a chaotic situation.
And now was the opportunity.
“How about taking this opportunity to appoint a proper chairman?”
“A proper chairman… what on earth…?”
I put my arm around the shoulder of a member of the Baekdohoe and turned him around to look at Namgung Seonhwa.
I’ve given you enough hints by now, so you should have understood, right?
As expected, he asks in surprise.
“Are you talking about me, Miss Namgung?”
“Ah! Well! I am not forcing you. After all, this is an internal matter of the Baekdohoe. However! At a moment like this, when we are in such disarray, shouldn’t the rightfully qualified person assume the position of chairman?”
Namgung Seon-hwa is a direct descendant of the Namgung family and, at the same time, an elite of elites who entered the academy by overcoming all kinds of obstacles with her own strength.
“There can be no more legitimate qualification than this.” “Jeonggal Gi-pyo? What do you intend to use that weasel for?” After contemplating my words for a moment, the member of the Baekdohoe exchanges glances with the others.
After a brief silence, the members of Baekdohoe finally spoke.
“Uh, then, let’s talk about this matter.”
I smiled with satisfaction and gestured toward Namgung Seon-hwa.
“That is what they say. Miss Seonhwa, let’s go out and talk.”
“yes yes?”
I said as I sent out Namgung Seon-hwa and Baek Do-hoe, who had bewildered expressions, at the same time.
“Please choose carefully! This is entirely for the sake of the Baekdo Society! Even if you disappoint or betray me, I will only hurt your feelings a little. Just a tiny bit!”
“Jo, a little…….”
I’ve said all this, so they’ll figure it out on their own.
You can imagine for yourselves just how much my “little” actually is.
If they still don’t act properly even after being given this many hints, they truly deserve punishment. Bloody punishment.
As several people rushed out at once, silence returned to the representative’s office.
“Huh… so you’ve swallowed up the Baekdohoe as well?”
Seong Moran, who had been watching the scene for a while, let out a hollow laugh as if finding it absurd.
I shook my head as I looked at her.
“Swallow it? I merely handled the natural thing to do.”
At my calm reaction, Seong Moran also changes the subject of conversation as if she has now gotten used to it.
“Now, how do we handle the ‘distinguished guest invitation’? We haven’t announced who will be attending yet. Would it be alright if we used the guests invited by Baekdohoe for our event?”
“That probably won’t work. There are certainly people who would dislike the Baekdohoe falling into my hands.”
“Then what are you going to do? I heard Young Master Jin invited you separately?”
An invitation?
No, I wonder if anyone would actually come even if I invited them?
Among the people who will move to my agency, the most famous one must be Bang Du-chil.
Uh… … um… … .
You shouldn’t invite the Green Forest Fighter King to the Murim Academy, should you?
As I hesitated, Seong Moran furrowed her brow slightly.
“What… You didn’t invite us? This could be a symbolic event for our delegation. We can’t just let this slide.”
I nodded as if I agreed.
Of course, we can’t let the symbolic event of Jin So-woon’s delegation, which even brought down the Baekdohoe, be ruined.
“Hmm… I sent a different letter.”
What do you mean by another letter?
“I would never accept an invitation, but there is someone who would come of their own accord if they received a letter.”
Seong Moran tilted her head as if she didn’t know, but she couldn’t answer right now.
I just felt sorry for Moyong Jaehwa.
Hmm?
Eunho looked at the slip Moyong Jaehwa handed him with a suspicious look.
“You mean the Senior Brother gave it to you?”
“huh.”
“why?”
“They said it’s just for free, so I should go buy something delicious to eat.”
A deep doubt crosses his face.
“You said… just…?”
Moyong Jaehwa and Eunho, who had become best friends of the same age at some point, were huddled together over a single voucher.
“I feel like there is… a conspiracy.”
Moyong Jaehwa looks at Eunho’s face anxiously.
“Why, why are you acting like this?”
“No. There is a hidden motive. Because Senior Brother isn’t the type of person to spend such a large sum of money recklessly.”
However, I also plundered reports from the Murim Alliance and gave them as gifts.
Eunho firmly shakes his head.
“It’s different from that. I don’t know why, but strangely enough, whenever it comes to money, Senior Brother becomes… how should I put it… quite strange.”
To be precise, I guess you could say it felt like my eyes were spinning?
“But, someone like that is just throwing away such a huge amount of money?”
As Moyong Jaehwa listened to Eunho’s story, she also began to feel a strange sensation.
No, beyond that feeling, the antennae of my sixth sense began to click.
“S-surely not…….”
“Why? What? Is there something you suspect?”
“It can’t be. Nah, surely not… Even so… He’s involved too…”
Sixth, within the Murong clan, only Murong Jaehwa has blossomed
I have a sense of it.
A sixth sense evolved on one’s own to escape the days of terrible torment and suffering.
Commonly known as grandfatherly feelings!
That sensation was ringing an alarm bell anxiously and madly.
My whole body is trembling, and cold sweat is pouring down like rain.
“Ugh, Eunho! We, we have to run away!”
“Hey, hey! What’s wrong? Suddenly!”
Before Eunho could say anything, Moyong Jaehwa, who was leaving the academy, shot the Flying Dragon and went up to the dormitory rooftop.
Eunho, who was watching that, also followed Moyong Jaehwa to the rooftop of the dormitory building in a daze.
And the moment I was about to approach Mo Yong-jae-hwa, who was trembling uncontrollably.
-Murong Jaehwa!!!! You damned bastard!!!! Where are you!!!!
“Cough!”
A fierce roar, unlike anything experienced in life, tossed about the interior.
