Episode 71
I am a man, a sinful man
“ah.”
I scratched the ball with my index finger.
Certainly, if they are the successors of Amipa and Cheonghwasanjang, they would be worthy of such ceremonies.
But apart from that, I thought it would be a slightly awkward meeting for me.
At the time, I was half out of my mind and causing a ruckus, so for me, it was a dark history.
“You’re here at just the right time.”
From a distance, two women were walking towards me.
The two women, who were dressed lightly but not flashily, boasted a beauty that would naturally draw the eyes of anyone who saw them.
If Yoo Su-min is bright and cheerful, should we say that Sima Xian is noble and cold like her nickname Mulan?
I could clearly feel the men of our Guryong branch swallowing their saliva in tension everywhere.
“Min Mae! Sun Mae!”
Dang Gyu-jin was the first to run forward and greet the two women.
They said they met at a gathering called Choksan Church and became close friends, and it seems like that was true.
“Sister, how have you been?”
“Then! How have you been, Min Maedo? How did you become so much prettier?”
“Hahaha. You too, Unnie. You’ve become so pretty. Have you been eating something good lately? Your skin is so clear that I could see my face!”
“Actually, I’ve been eating something called Baekunmokcho that I got from Songpungsan recently. It seems to be really effective. It seems to be good for recovering from fatigue. Should I also tell you about Min Maedo?”
“Really? Please tell me too!”
“If you go to a place called Eunmokyakbang in the market street below Songpungsan and tell them my name, they’ll give you a discount. I’ll tell you in advance.”
“wow!”
“But it’s not because I wrote it, but because I consistently ate it and applied it, my skin became softer and I could feel it even when I washed my face-”
Is that the ‘girls’ friendship time’ that I’ve only heard about? The one that’s been flooded with compliments?
Dang Gyu-jin and Yoo Su-min, who seemed to be very sociable, were the ones talking, while Sima Seon-ui was hesitant on the side, slowly joining in the conversation.
Everyone’s eyes were sparkling so brightly that I couldn’t tell whether they were having an important conversation or not.
The conversation between the three people continued for a long time before finally ending.
“Oh my! As we were talking, time passed so quickly. Let’s go inside and finish talking in detail.”
After all that chit-chat, we haven’t even gotten to the main point?
As expected, the world of women was very subtle and scary.
Dang Gon was standing there with a slightly drowsy expression, when Dang Gyu-jin came over with Yoo Su-min and Sima Seon-ui.
“It’s been a few days, Miss Yu. Miss Sima.”
“It’s nice to see you here again. By the way, I heard you became the head of a small business this time? Congratulations!”
“thank you.”
While talking with Yoo Su-min, I felt Sima Seon-yi’s intense gaze next to me.
It was a gaze whose meaning was incomprehensible.
* * *
Sima Xianyi, who came as a representative of the world’s ten greatest swordsman, Cheongcheon Sword Master, was led to the guest hall together with Yoo Su-min.
Until the very end of our breakup, you never took your eyes off me… This is it.
“Your expression doesn’t look very lucky?”
As I was lightly brushing back my bangs, Danggon was looking at me with his frozen eyes.
“I’m such a sinful man, aren’t I?”
“… What kind of nonsense are you talking about now?”
“No, that’s right. Look in the mirror. It’s a bit awkward to say it in my name, but I’m actually a person. That’s why so many young ladies in the Central Plains can’t help but feel upset when they see my face-”
“You’re talking nonsense. I’ll stop listening to you.”
“Wow! He’s handsome, smart, talented, has a good social status, and has a noble character. He has everything. I’m a man, a sinful man.”
“… … .”
Danggon now pretended not to even listen.
“The person in charge of the small religious sect is truly outstanding. He was like that in his past life and in his present life as well-“
“Is there some kind of magic attached to the name ‘Unhwi’? If I’m born again in my next life, I must have a name like that-“
“But one of the things the cult leader said was a little…”
‘little?’
“… It wasn’t just a little bit, it was a lot! Character! The character of the cult leader is truly the best in the world!”
After that, customer service continued until the evening.
I knew that the number of guests would continue to increase as the day of Amjon’s visit approached, but trying to handle all of this by myself was killing me.
I even had a conspiracy theory that maybe Danghosan or Gwijegal gave me the position of Sobun Gaju so that I could handle this on my behalf.
…huh?
No way, right? Hey, no way.
I looked through the list in the guestbook.
-Ami.
-Cheonghwa.
Following the letters left by Yoo Su-min and Sima Seon-ui, who still seem to be eating well.
-Heavenly Dragon.
-Dotted blue.
-Five poisons.
-Qi Lian.
-cavity(??).
-Thunder.
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-Hyeongsan.
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The Tianlong Temple, the Jeomchang School, and the Odu School, which represent Yunnan martial arts, as well as the Jilian Mountain School and Gongdong School in Gansu Province, which borders Sichuan.
Even the Noeumsa Temple outside of Saewae and the Hyeongsanpa in Honam, which was classified as the central region of Jungwon, directly sent people.
Just by looking at this guestbook, you can see how great the influence that Dark Lord has on the Central Plains martial arts world is.
I’ve only mentioned the sects that everyone knows, but if you include the smaller, mid-sized sects, the guestbook would already be too small to fit even a few volumes.
Perhaps each of their inner thoughts is different.
Some people will be very excited to see if they can catch the Dark Zone’s eye, while others will be very nervous to figure out the Dark Zone’s exact intentions.
Since they are all representatives of the sects they belong to, they are also excellent masters.
In other words, the current Guryong branch is already like a dragon pond tiger cave in itself.
Those apostates are plotting to assassinate the Dark Lord right here in the Nine Dragons branch.
The problem was that even though Amzon knew that, he accepted the match as if nothing had happened.
No, it went beyond that and they were trying to take advantage of this opportunity to swallow up the entire Western martial arts world.
It must have been a terrifying distribution that would have terrified all those guests if they found out.
‘Whether it’s this guy or that guy, they’re full of crazy people, really.’
They say that the world of martial arts is a place where even the weak cannot survive, but I thought that this was too difficult.
But what can I do? I too have jumped into a fight with those crazy guys.
And there I absolutely had to win.
“It looks like there won’t be any more guests today, so let’s go in now.”
When the sun had almost set and there was no more news, Dang-gon decided to wrap up the ceremony.
“Hmm?”
“I feel like something is coming!”
At that moment, my gaze turned to one side at the sound of the ghosts’ voices.
Danggon unconsciously turned his head towards me.
There was a group of people approaching the garden.
“Wh, what-”
An endless line of carriages and wagons, each loaded with luggage, approached.
Although they had received numerous guests in the past, the scale of the reception was so enormous that even the branch families were surprised.
It seemed more appropriate to call this a delegation.
The delegation stopped in front of the branch house.
The representative came forward and left two words in the guestbook.
-Golden sword.
“I would like to greet you on behalf of the Lord and Lady. I am Na Jin-bae, the head of the Geumgeommun.”
“I am Tang Yunhui, the small master of the Tangmun Guryong branch. Thank you for your hard work in coming such a long way.”
If it’s Geumgeommun, isn’t it the sect where there’s someone called Hyukwoogi who made a fuss in Dosunghyeon?
You live in the next town, so why are you packing all this stuff here?
“This is the Tanggon of the Nine Dragons. What on earth are all these things?”
Na Jin-bae answered with a warm smile.
“In the past, when the head of the clan, Sobun, visited Dosunghyeon, we did not find out about it and just sent him away, so our clan leader was very sorry. If there was no connection between the head of the clan and the main clan, then it would be understandable, but there is a good relationship between the successors from their childhood. In response, our clan leader apologized and sent a gift that would be helpful to the Amjeon and your clan as a token of his apology.”
So, to put it simply, you’re saying that you’ll buy friendship with money, so if there were any regrets in the past, please forget them all, right?
“Huh! My lord! Everything on this carriage is gold!”
“It looks like it’s at least a few dozen coffins, huh-“
“Hmm! If things were as they were, it wouldn’t be enough to punish these people for being so arrogant towards the young cult leader, but I think you can be considerate of this.”
“It’s too much money to turn down!”
Danggon looked at me with a hollow laugh, wondering what to do about this.
If it had just been regular money, I would have just kicked them out, but since they brought so many wagons, it was difficult to just refuse them and send them back.
I glanced at the delegation.
As expected.
There was also a revolutionary spirit mixed in there.
The guy flinched as soon as his eyes met mine, but soon he hurriedly bowed when he received a glare from General Na Jin-bae.
“Last time, I committed a great offense. No matter how much we had a connection since childhood, it was my mistake to forget that you, Sobun Family Head, were the successor representing the Guryong Family. Please forgive me, Sobun Family Head!”
Judging by the length of his tongue, it seemed like he had been tormented by his commander all along.
“I apologize again.”
“I apologize!”
“Please forgive me, Sobun Gaju!”
“Please forgive me, Sobun Gaju!”
The disciples of Najinbae and Geumgeommun all bowed their heads and took the lottery.
Even though the law of the jungle rules in the martial arts world, it was not easy to show such a humiliating attitude.
Moreover, there were many eyes watching the branch.
If the Geumgeommun clan did not forgive him even after he had bowed his head like this, it would be tantamount to tarnishing the reputation of the Guryong branch family.
Actually, I had completely forgotten that there was a guy named Hyukwooki.
So I thought I’d take this, mess around with it for a bit, and then forget about it.
but.
“Oh, my lord!”
‘Oh. I felt that too.’
The turbid air in Hyuk-woo-gi’s pupils, whom I had briefly encountered, caught my eye.
It was very faint, but it was definitely magic.
To be exact, it is the Ice Spirit Demon Energy of the Domabukhae Jong.
The North Sea’s secret weapon is hidden in this delegation!
‘I see you’ve finally appeared.’
I already knew with my own eyes that the guys would mix in with the guests.
But I never thought that Geumgeommun, one of the long-time elders of Sacheon’s martial arts world, would be used here.
“Musaboo, guide these guys to the guest house number 4.”
『… No way? Yes. Okay.』
The ‘sa’ in the four-character version here does not mean the number four, but rather death.
A place where those who are already classified as pro-Christian or suspected of being pro-Christians are kept separately.
The surveillance network was also organized around this area.
Of course, if we gathered them together too blatantly, it could arouse suspicion, so we placed them in an appropriately distributed manner, with allies whose identities were hidden here and there.
“They say that the four seas are the same island, but if you are friends with Sacheon, you can laugh at such pranks as much as you want. I hope you don’t mind it too much. Musabu, I beg you.”
“Follow me.”
Danggon took the Golden Sword disciples and went inside the branch house.
I stood at a distance, opened my purple glasses wide, and watched their backs until the very end.
It was so well-polished that it was difficult to read the magic.
However, the moment the Black Dragon’s Flag was opened before the end of the war, my ‘ears’ gradually opened and I was able to read the thoughts of people that I would not have been able to read before, little by little.
It’s a very brief mix of Cheon-i-tong’s abilities.
Thanks to you, I was able to find one person.
A certain golden swordsman carrying a bundle.
He was a person whose face and manners were so ordinary that you might just pass him by if you saw him in passing, but that made him all the more suspicious.
I could intuitively tell who the guy was.
‘Guminchae. It’s you.’
Just then, the guy stopped walking and looked back for a moment.
Our eyes met.
The reincarnation demon temple
