◈Episode 724.
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Five people who went to Daejeon.
“It’s still the same.”
Kang-ryang sighed.
“It would still be the same, but I suddenly feel shabby. “I knew it was a monster, but I never thought it would be that bad…”
Paeyul snorted.
“Even if there is no case, the force is real. Seongcheon’s name didn’t come up for nothing. Although they each have different characteristics, they are all people who have overcome the limitations in their respective fields, so it is not enough to hear them say they are monsters.”
“I felt it again.”
Paeyul looked at Kang Ryang.
Kang Ryang’s face was completely distraught. It wasn’t that my fighting spirit was particularly broken, but it was frustrating to see how high the summit of the mountain, which had been obscured by fog, had risen.
Paeyul snorted loudly and said.
“Follow me.”
“yes?”
“Let’s have a drink.”
“…Is this comforting?”
“Are you already tired of living in this world? Would you like me to make a hole in your neck? “You could drink twice as much.”
“Tch. “I can’t say anything.”
The two people left while bickering.
Sreuk.
Mukbi was also about to return to his residence when he suddenly looked back.
Jinyang and Su Jeonggwang’s faces were still filled with shock.
Jinyang said while looking at Su Jeonggwang.
“Concentration.”
“why.”
“I wonder if it was a good thing to organize the factions.”
“I’d like to shout out to you now that you’re saying something that doesn’t even seem like a word, but… honestly, I do too.”
Jinyang shook his head.
“Yeonhojeong, he was different from that gentleman. You can’t see the floor. It’s similar, but… something is different. “I got that feeling.”
“I agree.”
“He is the king of battle who started from the bottom and rose to the top of the world… Are you saying that people like that have suddenly entered the world where great powers are discussed…?”
Jinyang let out a laugh.
So Jeong-gwang scratched his head.
“Well, we are entrusted to Master Yeon. However, this is not Master Yeon’s domain, so let’s not install it for no reason.”
“I think we should do that, Sibeol.”
At that time, Mukbi opened his mouth.
“Do you have any time?”
The two people looked at Muk Fei at the same time.
Mukbi, who hesitated for some reason, cleared his throat and said.
“Shall we have a drink too?”
The two people who were looking at each other in silence turned their gaze to each other.
After a while.
“Good.”
So Jeong-gwang came next to Muk-bi with joy.
“Even though I couldn’t beat that guy with martial arts, I defeated him with martial arts several times. To expect. “I will test how much Manager Mook drinks.”
Mukbi smiled awkwardly and looked at Jinyang.
Jinyang, who had her arms crossed with a nervous expression, slowly relaxed them.
‘…Hmm.’
For some reason, Jinyang found it difficult to remain silent. I actually felt more comfortable in Yeonhojeong. Of course, I didn’t know why.
So Jeong-gwang shrugged his shoulders.
“It looks like Manager Muk is having a hard time with that Gomtaeng. “Let’s go by ourselves.”
“Is that so?”
The two people walked hurriedly.
After thinking for a moment, Jinyang shouted loudly.
“Go together! “My throat is sore too!”
* * *
Yang Chen’s expression suddenly became serious.
“Would you like to see the king’s reaction?”
“That’s right.”
“…Hmm.”
Yangcheon, who was looking at Yeonhojeong, stood up from Taesa Temple. Then he walked to the table set aside.
“Let’s have a drink and talk.”
“Is it alcohol again? Then you really get sick.”
“Why doesn’t it sound pure? “It feels like the pity of a nationalist worried about a weapon that will be useful in war, but am I mistaken?”
“What more do you want?”
“…You are so cheap. The head of the family disapproves of you so much? “Somehow I understand.”
After a while, the two people put down their glasses and sat across from each other.
Yangcheon drank three glasses in a row, but Yeonhojeong only took the drink and did not touch the glass.
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Yang Cheon did not bother to tell Yeon Ho-jeong to drink it.
“King Bi…”
“Before that.”
“yes?”
Yang Chen put down his glass and asked in a relaxed manner.
“Tell me why the eumje suddenly disappeared.”
“Oh, I didn’t tell you that.”
Yeon Ho-jeong told the story about Ha Eungyo in detail.
Yang Chen frowned.
“So, did you go to the headquarters of the Saeum Church because of your child whose life or death is uncertain? A person who doesn’t even know where the headquarters of Saeumgyo is?”
“That’s right.”
“…You do a variety of things.”
Yang Chen’s eyes grew cold.
“I’m not to blame for having a lot of human affection, but it seems like I don’t have the wisdom to use that affection at the right time. Even if you go to Saeumgyo, you won’t be able to meet your children. No, there’s no way that Saeumgyo would have children in the first place, right?”
“It’s very likely, but it’s too much to ignore that possibility…”
“I know. “I’m sure that guy isn’t making sense either.”
It was an unexpected answer.
“When people, even those of us who have performed martial arts, become obsessed with one, we become unable to see our surroundings. The same goes for Eumje. “Her actions are, in a way, akin to anger. She could make such a foolish decision because the accumulated resentment has exploded.”
“….”
“I just wish I had seen the world a little more broadly.”
In Yang Cheon’s voice, there was regret for the sad choice of a master who rose to a similar level in the same era.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking at Yang Cheon quietly, filled his glass.
Yang Chen shook his head.
“Your life is something you decide. “It’s stupid and unfortunate, but I don’t think a third party should criticize her for making that choice.”
“you’re right.”
“But…”
In an instant, Yang Chen’s eyes became cold.
“If, by any chance, she becomes a puppet of the Four Eumsects and attacks us, then she will become an irredeemable fool.”
“That goes for him too.”
Yang Chen sighed.
“I feel bad.”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“Are you concerned?”
“of course. That person is not so worthless that he disappears in vain. “How can one not be sad when a master of his caliber has thrown himself into a future that is sure to be unhappy?”
It was Yeon Ho-jeong who saw an unexpected side of Yang Cheon.
Yang Cheon’s sadness was real. Even the great king, who had a strong desire and went on a rampage to conquer the world, also had these human emotions.
Yang Chen slowly emptied his glass and took a deep breath.
“Let’s stop talking about the music festival here. “If I say more, you won’t come back.”
“Good.”
“Did you say you wanted to see the king’s reaction?”
“That’s right.”
“how?”
“I plan to use Rep. Ki.”
Yang Chen’s eyes narrowed.
“Western station goddess… I know very well that that little Heoyeon was from the Shinhwa Church.”
“yes.”
“You told me before. “I don’t know if she’s a saint or a priestess, but that’s a pretty impressive position, right?”
“It’s exactly half the story. Because he is the illegitimate son of the religious leader. However, it is said that quite a few of his church members feel sorry for Representative Ki, as he is at least half blessed with the blood of God.”
The corners of Yang Chen’s mouth rose.
“So, can we move her now, who is working as a double agent? “It’s not just the Shinhwa Church that is doing well, but it would have been the same for you as well.”
“If the imperial palace falls into their hands, we will be at a great disadvantage in this fight.”
“…hmm.”
“I know only as much about the imperial palace as others do. So, I took full responsibility for Moorim’s work. “However, we have some free time right now, and we can’t just sit still when it has been confirmed that King Bi has something to do with it.”
Yeon Ho-jeong refilled Yang Cheon’s cup and continued speaking.
“It won’t be easy, but… if we gain the upper hand in this power struggle in the imperial palace, they won’t be able to provoke us for years to come.”
“It’s been so many years…”
Yang Chen’s face became serious again.
“In other words, the more we can turn this palace situation to our advantage, the longer our preparation period can be.”
“Of course, the three schools will not just sit idle. “It will probably be difficult to catch them separately as the three players spread out in the midfield will also stop their activities.”
“A lull?”
“That’s right.”
Yang Chen’s eyes sparkled.
Even though there is a lull, a few years will be of greater benefit to the Central Plains than to the Three Schools.
The three schools have been carrying out all kinds of maneuvers over the past several decades to occupy the midfield without any injuries.
And in recent years, many of the works that had lasted for decades were destroyed by the power of the Murim Alliance, including Yeonhojeong.
If you think about it emotionally, it will be difficult to endure the three religions any longer. If things continue like this, there is a high possibility that an all-out war will take place, even if it means making some sacrifices.
Conversely, if you approach it rationally, an all-out war will never break out. Decades of effort will be in vain.
Like a one-on-one duel, the outcome of a war is difficult to guarantee. Moreover, the three major religions, which had drawn a grand plan, would never force themselves to conquer the central plains.
‘But that’s also a matter of probability. No one knows how they will come out. Even though so many noble worlds were being destroyed one by one, the real leaders did not show up, so perhaps this incident could be an opportunity for them to pretend to be crazy and draw their swords.’
Yang Chen’s eyes twitched busily as he looked down at the glass. I have a lot to think about.
How much time has passed like that?
“Are you okay?”
“yes?”
“Your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. “If I’m going to use Ki Woo-hee, I’m going to have to move with you next to him, so I’m asking if that’s okay.”
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.
“Where is the martial artist fighting at his best?”
Yangcheon laughed without even realizing it. Because this is what he said before fighting Yeon Ho-jeong.
“If I were to start, when would be a good time?”
“The sooner the better.”
“The faster the better…”
Yang Chen crossed his arms and glared at the empty glass.
After a while.
“Damn it.”
A trace of frustration appeared on Yang Cheon’s face as he scratched his head.
“When I try to do something, something happens, and when I think I can relax, a fire breaks out in the neighborhood next door. “There is nothing like this.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Nothing to do.”
Yang Chen hit the table with his fist.
“Great Lord of the Ink Dragon.”
Slurp.
A warrior appeared behind Yang Cheon.
The man in black military uniform was the head of the Mukryongdae and the head of the secret guard force that protected Yangcheon, the Mukryongbuju.
“How many reserve members of the Inkryongdae are left?”
The Great Lord of the Inkryong said,
“One hundred and fifty people.”
“Take 500,000 of them. “I’ll have to send you on a special mission.”
“I follow your orders.”
Slurp.
The Great Lord of the Ink Dragon disappeared from the spot. It was an amazing stealth technique.
Yang Cheon said while looking at Yeon Ho Jeong.
“I will give Ki Woo-hee the reserve members of the Mukryongdae.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes widened.
“Is that okay?”
“If not, why would you call the Great Lord of the Ink Dragon? “If Ki Woo-hee is attacked by the enemy, won’t the basis of this operation be destroyed?”
“That’s true, but…”
“Even though they are a reserve unit, their skills are no different from the active Mukryongdae. “I will protect Ki Woo-hee at any moment, so don’t worry about that.”
“Thank you for caring me.”
Yang Chen said bluntly.
“I’m much better than those idiotic Murim b*stards, right? “They also provide a lot of support.”
“That’s right.”
“We don’t care about origin. “Please pass on the family name to your younger brother and come here.”
“Have you given up yet?”
“I know? “Why can’t I give up?”
Yeon Ho-jeong stood up smiling.
“I will prepare.”
“Hey Hojeong.”
“yes?”
Yang Chen’s eyes deepened.
“I’m serious.”
“….”
“I’m serious.”
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was quietly looking at Yang Cheon, bowed his head deeply.
“I bring good news.”
“…okay.”
“I will come see you separately before departure.”
That’s how Yeon Ho-jeong left Daejeon.
Yang Cheon’s face, left alone and looking up at the ceiling of Daejeon, was somehow empty.
“Damn you. You’d rather die. Why do you keep flashing in front of me? People are distraught.”
