How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 17
Chapter 5. Example of the Three Visits (1)
“Yes, ma’am.”
Samarin was lost in thought for a moment after hearing the escort warrior’s words.
“You were able to operate well with that name. As far as I know, you didn’t end up as a gang that was no different from a group of bandits, just as the name suggests?”
The ironworks store has a very bad reputation.
In fact, Sima Sega didn’t do much. He just created a few situations and pushed them forward.
Their notoriety was entirely their own fault.
That made it even stranger.
The fact that Cheolhwabang can seek a chance to revive itself like this.
“It is said that a considerable amount of money was invested in the Man-Geum Battlefield. The government office also received the money and turned a blind eye to it. Also, its reputation is not so bad.”
“Why?”
“It’s because the road was paved while suppressing nearby bandits. It’s said that Daeryongpyo-guk first paved the road and established a route, and active exchanges are already taking place in some counties. It’s said that even nearby residents are using the road.”
“It’s better than I thought.”
Samarin nodded.
If it weren’t for that level of movement, it would have been difficult to understand the sudden change in Cheolhwabang’s reputation.
‘But that’s a consequential thing.’
It sounds simple, but there are some requirements to actually doing it.
First, the Cheolhwabang, which is no different from a group of bandits, must be controlled.
The Man-Geum-Jeon-Jang, who ‘cherishes gold above all else’, must invest in such a Cheol-Hwa-Bang.
There, the Daeryongpyo Kingdom must continue the exchange between the two.
The problem is that getting these three groups to join forces and cooperate is not as easy as it sounds.
Can you imagine the battlefield investing in bandits?
‘That’s ridiculous.’
Building such trust relationships doesn’t happen for no reason.
There, Samarin figured out something.
“There must be someone there.”
And Samarin knew the information power of Sima Shiga well.
Her bodyguard and excellent subordinate, Seo Ryeon-hwa, is not the type of person to come just to report in a situation where there is no answer.
“They say there is a man called the ‘Muhujaerim’.”
In that regard.
“… … Afterlife?”
Samarin’s eyebrows were twisted diagonally.
Seo Ryeon-hwa could already tell from those words that she was feeling a little bad. That was why she put off reporting it the longest.
“Surely not, that Mu-Hoo is not that Mu-Hoo, is it?”
“I’m sorry, but that’s the one who’s right, Miss.”
“Huh.”
Samarin snorted and lightly twisted the fan in his hand.
“That’s an interesting story. Mu-hoo? People really like Mu-hoo, don’t they? I think he’s just a miserable guy who worked like a mule until his old age without accomplishing anything.”
“Is that so?”
“In reality, it was our great-grandfather who won. It’s such a shame. The winner is forgotten, and the loser is still talked about.”
‘But isn’t your highness unpopular?’
Seo Ryeon-hwa had a thought that touched Samarin’s sore spot, but she didn’t say it out loud.
In fact, it wasn’t just Sima Lin’s problem. The Sima family had a bad chronic disease where they would turn a blind eye to anything that involved Zhuge Liang and had to look down on him in some way.
“So! Who is that person? What is his relationship with the Zhuge Liang?”
“It has nothing to do with anything.”
“?”
“His last name is Jegal. Although his ancestors are a collateral line of the Jegal family, it is said to be a very old story.”
“… … Isn’t it that the Zhuge family is hiding someone or something?”
“He said he had little contact with the people and was poor since childhood. He was born in Sacheon.”
“Me too.”
At those words, Samarin’s venom suddenly disappeared.
Even if you had negative feelings toward the Zhuge family, it was strange to have feelings of hostility toward someone who wasn’t even a collateral branch.
Samarin, who was thinking like that, suddenly smiled.
“Hehehe.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“I have a slightly interesting thought. Are you curious?”
‘no.’
Seo Ryeon-hwa was a calm person, so she knew how to distinguish between what was in her heart and what she actually said.
“Yes, I’m curious.”
“Aren’t you curious to know how the people of the Zhuge family would react if they heard that this was the second coming of Zhuge Wuhou?”
The reason why the eyesore Green Forest Road Alliance is maintained is none other than the man called Muhujaerim.
When you hear the story of a man with such a nickname, even the Zhuge family cannot help but react. They may even talk about the destruction of the knights.
And what if that leads to a clash between Jegal Se and the Nokrim Road Alliance?
Seo Ryeon-hwa guessed Samarin’s thoughts and inwardly stuck out her tongue.
‘How dare you come up with such a sneaky and sinister plan in such a short time.’
Isn’t that why Sima Yi is less popular than Zhuge Liang?
Seo Ryeon-hwa thought about it, but didn’t say it out loud.
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Jegal Hyunmong’s eyes lit up.
‘at las.’
I’ve been very busy lately.
The busiest of these was the work of the Nokrim Road Alliance.
I had to put a lot of effort into coordinating various things between Cheolhwabang, Daeryongpyoguk, and Mangeumjeonjang.
It may be natural, since only Jegal Hyunmong could unite the three groups with different personalities.
But now the Nokrim Road Alliance has also gotten on track to some extent.
And now, after three months, Zhuge Xuanmong was finally able to receive what he wanted.
‘What the heck is this? I made it just as you requested, but what exactly are you planning to do with it?’
What Ma Jin-gwang handed over to Jegal Hyun-mong, without hiding his tired expression, was a piece of incense burner.
The reason it took three months was simple. It was not an easy task. If the material that Jegal Hyunmong instinctively felt was right was not brought up to perfection, Jegal Hyunmong would not hesitate to demand that it be remade.
After repeating this several times, Margin Kwang began to have strong doubts about his own appearance.
‘Maybe I’m not as scary as I think I am? Maybe I come across as more of a fool than I thought.’
That’s how persistent and tenacious Jegal Hyeonmong was.
Anyway, Jegal Hyunmong ended up obtaining what he wanted, and on that day, he requested a considerable amount of vacation from Daeryongpyo-guk.
And about a third of that vacation had passed.
Zhuge Xuanmong finally completed the incense burner.
At first glance, it was an ordinary-looking incense burner. Most people probably use it that way.
But what Jegal Hyunmong felt was a little different.
‘There’s something feeling a bit out of place.’
Even though I had simply replaced the internal parts and completed the assembly, the magical power was creating strange vortices around the incense burner.
Like a whirlpool, magical power is sucked into the incense burner.
And the magical power that flowed like that spread strange waves as it passed through the incense burner.
But that alone is not enough.
‘This won’t work.’
Magic is like a medium that can contain information.
If the information is not properly contained, no matter how much or how good the quality, it will not produce any results.
Likewise, the flow of magical power that the incense burner is currently producing is also meaningless.
Jegal Hyunmong waved his magic wand to try to intervene in the flow of magical power, but he didn’t get much results.
‘It’s like trying to stir running water without changing the flow.’
One, there must be a way to intervene there.
Or, since it has the form of a sphere, there may be some order.
There may be documents left behind. No, if this vision is anything like this, it may be a word-of-mouth story.
Or maybe it is a test from the ancestors to their descendants.
Even though it was like a dream of Zhuge Xuan, he did it that way.
Before he knew it, a smile was forming on his lips.
‘That’s interesting.’
There are few things in life that have challenged me as much as this one.
It’s not that there is no solution at all, and there is also a prospect that it can be solved somehow if time is taken.
Jegal Hyunmong lifted his magic wand and waved it.
Then, the incense sticks that had been placed on one side began to unfurl and fly in one by one.
If a martial artist were in this place, he would have been shocked and said, “This is an object caught in an empty space.”
Of course, it was only an extremely basic and rudimentary form of telekinesis magic that could be done as a part of a cycle.
Of course, it was a whole other story to delicately untie the chain bound by that telekinesis and retrieve the fragile incense without a single scratch.
But the current Jegal Hyunmong could do that without even being conscious of it. It had already been about three months since he learned magic.
‘It’s a good thing I did it in advance.’
Of course, it would be no good to show this sight to those around you.
It’s not like there weren’t people who wielded incredible strength through strange sorcery and witchcraft.
When I was young, I would occasionally see fortune tellers and so-called shamans running wild while applying pig’s blood, but they certainly did not have a good reputation externally.
A gentleman does not get caught up in unnecessary trouble.
So, even before applying for vacation, I had already set up a security camp around Jegal Hyunmong’s house.
It wasn’t just a simple Mirijin. It was a Mirijin that Jegal Hyunmong had developed after thinking about it a little more.
It doesn’t shake even with moderate impact, and as long as Jegal Hyunmong occasionally checks the central piece of the camp, it is semi-permanent, and it doesn’t end with simply getting lost and wandering, but it even has the function of sending it out of the camp if it doesn’t find its way back.
By the way, since installing this jin, no one has come to the house without warning, so Jegal Hyunmong was very satisfied.
‘I will be able to concentrate on my research without any interruptions for the time being.’
Thinking like that, Jegal Xuanmong put incense into the incense burner.
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And that moment.
A young man wearing simple martial arts attire appeared near the tomb of Jegal Xuanmong.
‘Is this the place where the one with that arrogant nickname is said to reside?’
The young man recalled the story he had heard at the meeting some time ago.
“Prince Zhuge Jun, there’s been a rumor going around here recently that there’s a man who’s said to be the reincarnation of Empress Wu… … Do you know about it?”
