How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 11
Chapter 3. Betting (2)
‘That’s interesting.’
Margin Gwang smiled.
Honestly, I felt like I got hit hard. I couldn’t believe I got lost in the mountains.
I don’t know what it was, but some energy around here was preventing me from perceiving things accurately.
It wasn’t fatal. It felt like I was faced with a problem that I could solve if I just focused a little.
‘I don’t know what trick they used, but I’m quite curious.’
He was originally a blacksmith, and he had a penchant for creating things.
“I guess I can just catch him and ask him.”
Of course, that’s something you’ll find out naturally after winning the bet.
Margin Kwang decided to postpone solving the problem until later when the fog began to rise.
I wonder if it’s not something we can find out by getting out of here and catching that disciple candidate and that man of letters.
‘If the problem is a strange energy, you can just blow it away.’
He was a master of the pinnacle.
It wasn’t difficult to project my inner energy and influence the surrounding area.
He held the axe on his back. Unlike Im Jun-gyu, the axe had a short handle and was useful in many ways.
It is not only used to cut down enemies, but also to scorch the surrounding area.
At that moment, Jegal Hyunmong’s voice was heard.
“Ma Daehyeop.”
“huh?”
“The place where Ma Daehyeop is now is called Mirijin. It is a formation that hinders cognition.”
“Is this the first time you’ve heard of such a spell?”
“Have you seen Romance of the Three Kingdoms? You can think of it as a kind of diagram of the Eight Trigrams.”
“… … What?”
Margin Kwang was astonished at those words.
I don’t know much about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but I knew that there was something like that.
‘Is this the brilliant idea that Zhuge Liang used?’
For a moment, he was almost amazed, but Margin Gwang soon shook his head.
“Nonsense! Isn’t that just some absurd truth that only exists in stories?”
‘That’s true.’
Jegal Hyunmong, who knew that fact better than anyone else, nodded.
But the important thing was not the facts.
It was a fabrication and incitement.
“What is it that you, Master Ma, are experiencing right now? I believe that you are not someone who ignores the phenomena before your eyes and accepts the abstract distortions brought about by your inner self as reality.”
Jegal Hyunmong spoke in a needlessly long and grandiose manner.
Indeed, upon hearing those words, Ma Jin-kwang was confused.
It took me a while to figure out what the hell this guy was talking about.
“Anyway, I think that the Great Demon Lord Ma is going to swing everything he has to destroy the formation. Is that right?”
“… … You, are you looking at me?”
“I just thought it would be like that. Anyway, I think it would be better not to do it.”
“Why should I listen to you?”
“That’s because I placed the great master on the important axis that forms the formation.”
“hmm!”
Zhuge Liang thought.
I don’t know what it is, but Margin Kwang isn’t active around here.
I thought that if someone like that came all the way here alone, without any subordinates, it wasn’t just for the sake of saving face.
‘And it’s even more so when you see this guy’s reaction.’
Jegal Hyeonmong looked at Im Jun-gyu, who was looking gloomy.
This is because Lim Jun-gyu’s reaction was amazing when he said that he had to put the godfather on the axis of truth.
-Kko, do I really have to put it in? Can’t I just take it like this? I don’t think anyone would know if I tricked them into putting it in and ran away.
-No. Given Ma Daehyeop’s nature, if he loses both his master and disciple, we don’t know how his attitude will change. And on top of that, he doesn’t know our true identities yet, so you’re saying you’ll leave something specific behind?
-Yeah, still.
-Then would you like to stay? I can go alone.
Even Jun-gyu Lim, who only briefly touched the godfather, covets the godfather so much.
I don’t know because I’m not a martial artist, but it must be a valuable item.
Thinking like that, Jegal Hyunmong continued speaking.
“The formation won’t last long. It’s up to Ma Daehyeop to either destroy the formation within that time or wait for the formation to naturally unravel over time.”
Ma Jin-gwang burst into laughter after hearing Jegal Hyunmong’s words.
“Hahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!”
“… … .”
“What’s your name, you bastard?”
At Ma Jin-gwang’s question, Jegal Hyun-mong thought about it for a moment.
Naturally, he never wanted to meet a martial artist again who asked for his name, whether with good or bad intentions.
Of course, I couldn’t lie about that.
Because I didn’t want to have my head broken when I ran into him later and he found out I lied.
“My name is Zhuge Liang, and I have a small connection with the Zhuge Liang family.”
“Zhuge Liang.”
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Jegal Xuanmong didn’t drag out the story any longer.
“Then stay strong.”
He got on the horse he had prepared and slowly followed the mountain path to where the Great Dragon King had fled.
After running for a while like that, when we came out to the highway, the sun had already risen a long time ago.
Only then did Lim Jun-gyu, who had gained some free time, ask Jegal Hyeon-mong.
“Zhuge Xuanmong. Is that real?”
“What are you talking about?”
“It is said that he has a connection with Zhuge Liang… … .”
Lim Jun-gyu had been feeling nervous inside because he had something against Jegal Hyeonmong.
I wonder if it’s something I don’t know.
It turns out that Jegal Hyunmong may really be a member of the Jegal family who has hidden his identity.
It was a story that I wouldn’t have believed in normal times, but now that Jegal Hyunmong has shown many mysterious aspects, it seems a little more believable.
“Was that so? I didn’t lie.”
“I, really?”
“Yes. A collateral line among collateral lines. Although they have lost contact with the Zhuge Se family for a long time, they are definitely of the same root, so isn’t it true that they are related to the Zhuge Se family, and that they are Zhuge A-Z?”
“… … .”
Lim Jun-gyu was truly impressed by Jegal Hyeonmong.
I originally thought he was a weird guy. I really didn’t like it because it felt like he was living in a different world.
But now that I look at it, he wasn’t just some weird guy, he was kind of crazy.
‘I shouldn’t bother this guy anymore.’
Lim Jun-gyu truly thought so.
At that time, Jegal Hyunmong nodded as if he had forgotten.
“Oh, by the way. I saved Mr. Lim’s life.”
“Yes. I’m really sorry about everything. From now on… … .”
“I will keep the reward I earn from this performance.”
“… … .”
Jegal Hyeonmong thought about whether Im Jun-gyu would look down on him or not.
There were a lot of things that happened on this trip, but it was a trip that I gained a lot from.
Not long after, Jegal Hyeonmong and Im Jun-gyu joined the Daeryongpyo Kingdom.
“Well done, really well done! You are truly my Jang Ja Bang!”
It wasn’t that he was not a loyal subject, but he was very worried, so he patted Jegal Hyunmong’s back with his eyes wide open.
While he was doing that, Jegal Hyunmong thought.
‘I wish there was some kind of magic that would make it so that when something hits you, it doesn’t hurt.’
I guess I had to adjust, but when a master hits my back with his palm like a pot lid, a weak person like me wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
Since then, the return has become even faster.
Even though I had fought the bandits, I had a strong desire to go back quickly.
Also, I was afraid that if I kept delaying treatment or something, Margin Kwang might come after me at any moment.
There were also changes along the way.
“Hey, come on.”
Whenever I went out on a parade and got on a cart or carriage, I would get all sorts of stares, even if I wasn’t Lim Jun-gyu.
A look as if asking why I am receiving such special treatment.
But now things are a little different.
“Master Zhuge. Are you experiencing any discomfort? Here is a blanket. Place it on your back and rest comfortably.”
Starting with the craftsman Hound.
“Are you riding in my wagon today? Leave it to me. I’ll drive while thinking that I’m carrying the highest quality goods. Hahahaha!”
Up to the groom.
Everyone acted as if they had agreed to treat Zhuge Xuanmong with the utmost respect.
“Oh my gosh. Eat it. I hear spring potatoes are delicious these days.”
“… … I suddenly feel unwell, so could you please stop?”
“What, what is it?”
Seeing even Lim Jun-gyu do that, it seems like he must have been quite impressed by the way he looked a while ago.
Jegal Hyunmong smiled bitterly.
I won’t deny that I had a big part in this, but I felt a bit burdened.
‘I was just lucky.’
It wasn’t about being humble. Zhuge Xuanmong really thought so.
Mirijin was also only as complete as Samsung and Saseong. The power of Mirijin contained in the book was not a true form that could be released just because a master entered and made a little fuss.
Besides, even if that weren’t the case, the magic that Jegal Hyunmong used was too basic and limited.
‘I wish I could dream again.’
But that wasn’t something I could do if I wanted to.
Anyway, it’s been a while since I’ve been home and I’ve finished a long journey, so I’ll be able to rest for quite some time.
And after a while, the voices of the signatories were heard shouting.
“I see a saint!”
It was the end of the parade.
* * *
When the parade is over, a small event is held in the stadium.
It is a small celebration to commemorate the safe return of the trip.
Jegal Hyunmong was not the type of person to enjoy leading roles.
‘Drinking alcohol dulls your thinking.’
Maintaining clear reasoning is essential when casting magic.
‘I wish there was a magic spell to sober me up.’
Jegal Hyunmong, who was thinking lightly, suddenly remembered an anecdote.
There is a story that says that martial arts masters can excrete alcohol poison even while drinking.
If that’s possible with martial arts, then maybe it’s possible with magic too.
While drinking while thinking about this and that, Jegal Hyeonmong suddenly saw Im Jun-gyu pouring his drink with a sad face.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Oh my god, is this a dream… … .”
“Yes, it’s a crazy dream.”
“I said damn it… … .”
Lim Jun-gyu took a deep breath.
“Why are you so dead? You completed your journey safely.”
“That’s actually… … .”
“in fact?”
“That old man is catching my eye.”
“… … .”
Jegal Hyunmong felt goosebumps when he saw Im Jun-gyu’s expression, which was extremely hazy.
Jegal Hyunmong bowed lightly.
“I see. Then thank you for your hard work, Pyo-sa Lim.”
“Wait! Shit, no, Jegal Hyunmong. Is there no other way?”
‘If someone heard me, they’d think I left it there.’
Zhuge Xuanmong replied vaguely.
“Ask the blacksmith to make something similar.”
“Oh! I was glad I consulted you! As expected from Zhuge Liang!”
Other people’s attention was drawn to Lim Jun-gyu’s voice.
“Oh, look. You solved something again.”
“Indeed, he is the descendant of Zhuge Liang… … the reincarnation of Empress Wu.”
“… … .”
The second coming of the Emperor, what is that?
While Jegal Hyunmong’s expression became subtle, Im Jun-gyu gulped down the bowl of alcohol he was holding and ran to the blacksmith shop.
Because of this, Jegal Hyunmong was unable to achieve the real reason he came to Im Jun-gyu.
“No, sir. It’s my money… … . Phew.”
After saying that, Jegal Hyunmong let out a long sigh.
Jegal Hyunmong, who was getting tired quickly, decided to go home. When I told him my intention, Im Chung said with regret.
“Thank you for your hard work. Oh, and about this maintenance… … After discussing it with everyone, we decided to leave a portion of the profits from this trip to the Man Geum Jeon Jang (萬金錢莊) in your name.”
“……ah.”
“Huh? Why is that? Is there anything you don’t like?”
“Oh, no. Thank you for your consideration.”
As he said this, Jegal Hyunmong walked home with unsteady steps.
‘The Battle of Mangum?’
A forgotten memory came back to me.
So when I got home, my anxiety became reality.
A man with a pockmarked face was waving his hand with a bright smile.
“Hey, you said you made some money? You have to pay it back, right?”
‘Oh, Father.’
Jegal Hyunmong sighed inwardly without realizing it.
Although I was blessed with the grace to give birth to and raise you, I couldn’t help but sigh now.
How did you end up in debt?
That too, a debt of ten thousand nyang.
