Episode 11. God bamboo forest (1)
In the meantime, I didn’t have the time to think about it, but I felt one thing.
It is said that the scenery of Mt. Tenmandae, the residence of the Demonic Cult, is one of the best in the world.
The tall trees in the open view, the majestic ridge and the trees covering it are like a landscape painting.
The air is also amazingly clear. It’s almost unthinkable that it’s the home of the ferocious demons. I don’t know why the people who live in such an ecstatic place have the shape they have.
“after! Feel so good!”
Seriously. It feels even more beautiful because I thought it was a place I would never come to in my life.
Chun Ha-jin, who was blowing his nose, smiled widely.
“I also like the smell of bamboo.”
He turned around and saw countless bamboo trees lined up in his field of vision.
Each bamboo is as thick and long as if it could pierce the sky. Some were unusually thick, almost reminiscent of logs.
‘It’s a wonderful view.’
Did you say that upright bamboo is a symbol of loyalty?
I can see why the ancestors loved bamboo. Just looking at it made my heart race and the hair on my whole body stood upright.
My heart heats up.
It was so hot that I wanted to set it all on fire.
“… … pup.”
shiver.
Blood dripped down his chin. She bit her lip so hard it was sore.
“I asked you to go out, so instead send me down? Are you still a human bastard, you damn bastard!!”
Chun Ha-jin’s screams circled the bamboo forest.
No, who said quit smoking? You just said you would go out and get some fresh air!
What the hell did I do wrong to put it in a place like this!!
A shadow suddenly appeared behind Cheon Ha-jin, who clutched his head and fell into despair.
“This is a presumptuous remark, Confucius. This is a dangerous statement.”
Chun Ha-jin turned his head. The murderous eyes said to go away from the beast that had its prey in front of it.
But the mature man looking down at him did not raise an eyebrow.
“What did you say?”
The man politely bowed his head.
“Swearing and abusive language toward the headmaster is an immediate sensation in itself. Confucius and princesses are no exception to that.”
“Hey man!”
“Tell me.”
Chun Ha-jin, who was always vigorous.
Then, with the sound of his breathing slowly diminishing, he turned his head.
“I didn’t mean to insult the teacher.”
“… … .”
“Don’t get me wrong.”
“Is that so?”
damn it! damn it!
In a place where there is no emperor… … Even if not until then, the king… … Even though it was difficult, he said that it was not wrong to curse at a high-ranking person.
The more I think about it, the more pissed off I get. What kind of royal family is Ji? Is it okay to curse behind your back?
‘Sibal, for these gloomy bastards, they’re higher than the emperor.’
It’s not just the royal family, it’s the incarnation of a god.
I understand, but to be honest, I don’t know. It’s a god to you guys, but to me it’s just a huge unmanned job.
Of course, it’s a problem that that big warrior is an unprecedented monster-level strongman.
Chun Ha-jin, who was grumbling all the time, glanced at Ma Dong-pil.
His bluntness is equivalent to a thousand-year-old rock. Even when the wind blows like this, not a single strand of his hair moves.
Isn’t that a mask? Or can a human bastard do that?
“Are you from Ho Court?”
Ma Dong-pil got down on one knee.
“My name is Ma Dong-pil, the third leader of the Shin, the Heavenly Demon Church’s Guardian Court.”
“A person who is at least the head of the Guard Court will be my personal escort?”
“It’s hard to hold on to, Gongja. It is the honor of my third life to be entrusted with escorting the noble person of our school.”
Chen Ha-jin screamed inwardly.
It’s three lives, it’s an honor, so get rid of the brilliant words! I don’t need anything like that! Just get away from me!
He looked into Ma Dong-pil’s eyes.
Her face is expressionless, but her eyes are burning like fireworks, which is indescribably burdensome.
“I swear to Pashun that I will give my life to protect you.”
don’t give… … please… … .
‘These jingle things!’
I don’t like the magic cult. I really hate it. What on earth did you give me other than despair?
Isn’t the scenery nice? Don’t bullshit! I like the scenery, so I feel like I’m being teased more!
“Sir, the weather is quite cold. How about going inside the bay and warming up?”
“I’m looking at the bamboo, so don’t disturb me.”
“I take orders!”
Baby, it’s uselessly serious.
Cheon Ha-jin’s expression as he looked at the bamboo forest after blowing his nose three times in a row suddenly contained a sense of futility.
‘By the way, Shiba, how do I do this?’
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Did you say Gojukrim?
I don’t even want to know what this place means to the Demonic Cult. The important thing is that I can’t understand the intentions of the religious leader who sent me here with a decent place to live.
Gojukrim was even deeper than Gyoryongjeon, where the disciples of the religious leader resided.
At this level, it was more comfortable to be locked up in prison.
‘Do you really want to set fire to it?’
Wouldn’t it be moved to another place if there is no place to live? It seems that the days are a little dry, but if you drop one ember, it will burn up in an instant.
Come to think of it, it’s not really that bad, is it?
Chun Ha-jin’s face took on an insidious light.
‘It’s even fascinating.’
Just imagining it is thrilling. I just want to burn down all the buildings of the Demonic Cult.
‘… … .’
Chun Ha-jin let out a long sigh.
‘Calm down, you idiot. What excuse would you make if you set fire to it?’
Excuses such as burning the meat while trying to eat it or being burned by a sudden thunderbolt do not work.
‘Let’s think a little more productively.’
His swaying pupils stopped, and blood turned to his pale face.
His attitude changed in an instant and his face seriously struggling resembled that of a seeker.
‘Yes, maybe I made a mistake from the beginning.’
I was obsessed with the idea that I had to run away right away, so I couldn’t read the atmosphere of this place properly.
First off, it’s amazing. If he was going to run away, of course he had to figure out what kind of place it was.
‘I saw it too easily.’
I deeply regretted it. Maybe the guy who was so thorough in the days of killing has become an idiot.
It might be because of the obsession created by the prejudice against the Demonic Cult. It was rumored to be vicious even in Gangho, so you may have unconsciously judged them to be such people.
‘I didn’t even know what I was capable of with the position of a three-gongja.’
Perhaps, like other sects, the Demonic Church is a neighborhood inhabited by people. There may be many timid and kind people like Aenghwa.
It might be a not bad neighborhood to live in because they look after me a lot.
but! Even so!
‘Still, I can’t live here.’
Just as animals with four legs live on land, there is a reason fish live in the sea. This guy is him and that guy is you, but I don’t think he’s a demonic cult.
Crucially, I wondered if I had to be tied down to an organization even though I got a second life thanks to the luck of the rare era.
Chun Ha-jin rolled his eyes.
‘Now that it’s like this, let’s not go out and do things that are obvious to the eye. I don’t think it will work anyway, so what?’
hmm… … .
But since you don’t know, how about checking?
“Hey, Mr. Ma.”
A look of bewilderment appeared on Ma Dong-pil’s face.
Mr. Ma? It’s an unfamiliar name. I don’t remember being called that way by my superiors.
He bowed his head deeper than usual, not wanting to show his embarrassed expression.
“Yes, Gongja.”
Chun Ha-jin’s expression immediately turned pale.
“But are you going to bow your head like that every time I call you? You don’t know what I’m going to do.”
“I apologize, Gongja-nim. It is a natural courtesy to a noble person.”
“… … .”
“… … .”
“good. That’s it, whatever. I have something to ask you.”
“Come to Xiamen.”
“You know that, too. It’s been a little over three months since I was hit with a coin infestation and revived as a knight.”
“yes.”
“stuffy. It’s quite frustrating and embarrassing. So I want to go outside and get some fresh air.”
“… … .”
“Is this something, should I give up a pass or something?”
Ma Dong-pil raised his head slightly.
His face, as hard as a mask, was still the same, but anyone could see that he was suspicious.
Chun Ha-jin frowned slightly.
“why? Are the procedures a little complicated?”
“that… … .”
“Oh, you don’t have to be careful. Just say it plainly.”
Ma Dong-pil flinched when he put on a face full of anticipation.
The emotion that came after the wonder was embarrassment. I wondered if someone who had lived in Protestantism for over ten years might not know that.
However, since a high-ranking person is asking questions, it is only natural that a lower person should answer with sincerity.
“Since you say so, I will dare to say something.”
“Right, right.”
“Basically, expulsion is possible only when a formal order from the upper level is issued.”
“A formal order? Where does it fall from?”
“It is issued by the Naeseong Military Department.”
“huh? military department?”
“That’s right.”
“good. Then, can I go to the military department?”
“It’s not like that.”
“what? Is it issued by the military department? You just have to go and get permission.”
“In general, yes.”
“Explain quickly and quickly.”
“The order given by the Demon Shrine is more important than the military department. According to custom, it is almost impossible for disciples to go out to the suburbs without permission from the headmaster.”
“… … .”
“If Sam Gongja wants to excommunicate, he will have to go to the Magic Palace, not the Military Ministry. If you have an audience with the headmaster and ask for permission, you do not need permission from the military department.”
“I see… … .”
“It is.”
“huh… … Thanks for the explanation.”
“That word is hard to hold on to.”
Ma Dong-pil, who bowed his head respectfully, looked at Chun Ha-jin with eyes full of doubts.
It was because Chun Ha-jin’s face looked ten years old in a short time.
Is there something wrong in your heart? After hesitating for a moment, Ma Dong-pil carefully opened his mouth.
“I apologize, Gongja-nim. The days are getting colder. I am very worried that I might harm the prison… … .”
“Come on, let’s go in.”
“I take orders!”
So, Cheon Ha-jin entered Gojuk Forest under the guidance of Ma Dong-pil.
Maybe it’s because I’m completely out of my mind?
Chun Ha-jin did not see it. A ray of tension flashed across Ma Dong-pil’s blunt face.
The day I find out why he kept mentioning the weather and asking me to go in as soon as possible.
At that moment, Chun Ha-jin would seriously consider whether or not to grab Lee Chun-sang by the collar.
Aaaaaaaa!
The bamboo leaves swayed to and fro in the wind.
It was an eerie night.
* * *
That night, Ma Dong-pil knelt in front of a person.
“… … Now, this concludes the report on the Three Gongjanim.”
“Good job.”
A shadow fell on Mudam’s face in front of the window.
“Your mission is heavy. Please continue serving with all your heart.”
“yes.”
“Let’s go.”
“… … .”
“Is there anything else you want to say?”
After hesitating for a moment, Ma Dong-pil mustered up the courage to ask.
“Lord Won.”
“okay.”
“I apologize in advance for asking a disrespectful question. However, as an escort warrior, basic information about the target to be escorted is essential, so I dare to ask.”
“Tell me.”
“By any chance, did Confucius suffer from memory damage after he was drunk?”
A look of wonder appeared on Mudam’s face.
“How can you ask such a question?”
Ma Dong-pil reported the conversation in Gojukrim in detail.
Mudam, who listened to him in silence, answered.
“Captain Sam, I understand why you asked that question.”
“… … .”
“But don’t worry too much about that part. The person you are serving now is not an ordinary leader, but one of the seven people who have the potential to seize the presidency of the school in the future.”
“… … .”
“Maybe he just needed a joke partner. Or maybe he really lost his memory. But that’s it. Ask no more questions.”
Mudam smiled slightly.
“It is also the reason why escorting the successors is difficult. That is why I specially dispatched you.”
“… … yes.”
“Go back.”
Ma Dong-pil, who lived for a short time, disappeared like a ghost.
A cold expression flowed across Mudam’s smiling face.
‘Remember… … .’
He took out a book that had been placed on one side of the bookshelf.
It was a list of medicines prescribed to patients in the school for the past three months by Blood Hon Gak, a medicine for resistance.
back.
Mudam, who was looking at the list with calm eyes, suddenly had a thick tendon on his chin.
‘no way?’
