How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 42
Chapter 10. Will (3)
The situation of the wine bell written in Zhuge Liuyi was not positive.
Most of the existing magic techniques have been lost or lost to the public.
The lineages of alcoholic beverages also split apart.
Still, it seems that at one point, the drinking enthusiasts tried to get together again and do something.
In the end, it didn’t work out and they ended up scattered.
It’s been a long time since we split up like that.
Zhuge Liu, who inherited the advancement of the Suljong, installed the Hwanmongjin in Guihyeolgok and continued his research.
A lot of money was spent on that research, so sometimes he worked undercover, and it seems he secretly gained fame.
[After solving a few problems, I got a strange nickname. It was called Guigoja (鬼谷子). I don’t know who gave me that nickname, but it’s really annoying.]
I agree with you a hundred times.
Jegal Hyunmong shook his head.
Indeed, Zhuge Liuyi seemed to have talent, as he could say with his own mouth. He restored many of the magic techniques left behind by Suljong, and sometimes even created his own.
But there were limitations.
Because Zhuge Liu’s magical framework did not escape from the original magic.
Even in Allen’s world, magic was not based on rings from the beginning.
In the past, magic was practiced through prayers, offering sacrifices, and communicating with spirits.
However, magic made remarkable progress when methods were developed to use rings to build up magical power and project one’s will into the world.
So it was a pity.
‘If only my father had had a dream.’
No matter how genius one may be, it would have been impossible to make progress that would surpass a thousand years of history in one breath.
Moreover, the magic power of the Central Plains was less dense than that of Allen’s world, so it would have been even more difficult to perform magic without a ring.
But Zhuge Liang did not give up.
The strength and weakness of people with the surname Zhuge is that they do not give up. This can be seen by looking at Zhuge Liang, who did not give up until the very end and submitted his application.
‘… … .’
As he read Zhuge Liuyi’s writing in a calm handwriting, Zhuge Xuanmong felt his heart become heavy for some reason.
It didn’t feel heavy and stuffy.
Despite carrying a heavy burden all his life and walking silently, Zhuge Liang was unable to achieve his goal.
Still, I didn’t give up.
Here and there in the research journal, there were written improvements and ideas for magic that could not be accomplished due to limitations in ability and lack of knowledge.
‘… … Well, it wouldn’t be so bad.’
I never really thought about reviving the liquor store.
But, looking at the traces that Zhuge Liuyi had failed to achieve, I felt that I had to complete it.
Jegal Hyunmong closed his father’s diary and took out the alcohol he had been saving.
He poured two glasses, left one as is and drank the other, staring blankly at the sky.
‘Wait a minute. Debt.’
I remembered the debt of 50,000 nyang that still remained.
I also remembered what Mansu had said when he told me to come back when he was done with the work he was doing.
Jegal Hyunmong thought for a moment and then smiled.
‘I guess I’ll have to pretend I forgot.’
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“I decided to go back.”
It was about three days later that Zhuge Jun brought up such a topic.
It was also a story about how I studied formations intensively for three days and succeeded in deploying them on a small scale as a test.
“Are you talking about Zhuge Liang?”
“Yes, actually the meeting ended a long time ago, but it took too long. I also received a letter from my family telling me to come back soon.”
Jegal Hyunmong nodded.
Although the later Ji-su seemed like bums to Jegal Hyun-mong, who was suffering from overwork every day, they were actually the ones who would lead the family, and they had their own positions within the family.
I couldn’t stay outside the family home forever.
“So, brother, would you like to go to Jegalse with me?”
“No.”
It was Simarin who cut off Zhuge Jun’s words.
She, too, was preparing to leave. Like Zhuge Jun, she was ready to return to Sega.
“Please stop whatever you are doing here and come here. I will treat you as a proper guest of the family. I will take care of everything.”
“Are you a gourmet?”
“Yes. You know that becoming a guest of the Sima family is not an easy task, right?”
“What are you talking about, Lady Sima? How could a brother with the surname Zhuge Liang stay as a guest in the Sima family?”
“What does that mean? Should I interpret it to mean that Sima Shiga cannot embrace Zhuge Liang?”
Jegal Hyunmong pretended not to know about the conversation between the two people.
Anyway, I had no intention of following those two anywhere.
In the case of the Zhuge family, it was obvious that something troublesome would happen, and in the case of Samarin… … .
‘I feel like I’m going to be worked to death.’
Even though he made several subtle offers to forgive my debt, I felt like a frog being preyed on by a snake each time.
Besides, Samarin was not an ordinary person, even though he pretended not to be. He was very good at manipulating people until the very end.
Thinking like that, Jegal Hyunmong looked at Dang Hwaryeong.
“Aren’t you going home, Madam Tang?”
“What, Jegal? Are you saying you want me to go?”
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‘yes.’
Jegal Hyunmong answered in his mind.
“How could I possibly think that? I was just curious.”
“Huh… … Your face is so shameless that I can’t read it. Anyway, to answer your question, why bother? This place is a saint and my home is also a saint. You can just go whenever you want. I’m not used to it yet. Or do you want to go together? We were going to visit Dangga Chang once and get a reward anyway.”
“hmm.”
Jegal Hyunmong felt a little bit tempted.
It’s a party song… … .
Wasn’t the machinery that was handed over to Jegal Hyeonmong at Danghwaryeong also made by the hands of our craftsmen?
But it was not Zhuge Xuanmong who answered.
“I’m sorry, but that won’t work. He has work to do.”
“Long live.”
It was Mansu who showed up.
After briefly exchanging greetings with the later incumbents, Mansu looked at Jegal Hyunmong.
“I’m sorry for the suddenness, but Jegal Hyunmong. I need your strength.”
After a while, Jegal Hyunmong said his final farewells to the later scholars.
Although Zhuge Jun, Peng Yue, and Sima Lin each expressed regret in their own way, they had decided to leave anyway and had no intention of delaying.
Although Dang Hwa-ryeong is not leaving today, he left with Jegal Hyunmong and Mansu to see them off.
As the house became quiet, Mansu opened his mouth.
“It seems like we’ve become quite close.”
“Well, that’s what it is.”
Until recently, I would never have imagined that I would become a brother to the Duke of Zhuge Liang.
“By the way, what’s the matter? Why did you come here without any notice to entrust me with something?”
“Well, let’s talk slowly. Hey.”
As Mansu spoke and waved his hand, Mansu’s subordinates moved to set up a tea table, cleaned up the area, and then left.
“You probably know by now that I am Haomen. How much do you know about Haomen?”
“Well, actually, I don’t know.”
Although he had somehow become immersed in the world of martial arts, Jegal Hyunmong still did not know much about it.
“You’re still the same. You’re not really interested in anything other than what interests you.”
“Aren’t you going to explain it anyway?”
“… … Haomen (下汚門) refers to people engaged in dirty and lowly occupations. Servants, shopkeepers, porters like your country’s swindlers, day laborers, comedians, prostitutes, ronin, gamblers, and lastly, moneylenders like us. In this way, they are all collectively called Haomen.”
“But wasn’t Haomen a martial arts school?”
“Anyone can join Haomun, but to become a Haomun master as a martial arts sect, you must be formally initiated. Or, like me, your family must be Haomun members.”
Jegal Hyunmong nodded.
Man-su’s father, Man-chong, is the master of the Man-geum Battlefield. If Man-su is a Hao-mun-do, then Man-chong is also a Hao-mun-do.
“This Man-geum-jeonjang has been in charge of the Sacheon branch for generations. Since it is a place where a lot of money is exchanged, it is natural for people to come and go. It is much better than Gi-ru. Wouldn’t it be strange for a person from a prestigious family that practices the Way and is pure to visit Gi-ru?”
‘The battlefield is a bit strange too.’
In fact, the Mangum Battlefield was not generally considered a preferred battlefield.
As in any battlefield, the collection was extremely persistent and, although not excessive, it was done with a high interest rate.
It was a place that ordinary people rarely visited, or, as Mansu had said earlier, a place mainly used by the lower class.
“Anyway, that’s why the Man-Geum Battlefield isn’t actually passed down from generation to generation, but is taken over by each successive branch manager of the Hao-Moon. It’s not like I can inherit it just because I’m the son.”
“Well, since you brought that up, it looks like you have competition.”
“That’s correct.”
Mansu nodded.
“In order to assume the position of the next branch manager of Haomun, you need to have some kind of achievement. Whether it’s profit or some kind of achievement. For example, in my case, it would be the establishment of the Nokrim Road Alliance. Although the results are not great compared to the money invested… … In fact, more achievement is needed. It’s important to you as well.”
“ah.”
Zhuge Xuanmong suddenly remembered something after hearing Mansu’s words.
The reason why Jegal Hyunmong is not swayed even though he is in a lot of debt is because he is close to Mansu.
But what if Mansu is pushed out of the Haomun branch manager candidate and demoted, and the Man-geum battlefield falls into someone else’s hands?
At that time, there was no way that the new governor would be this kind to Zhuge Xuanmong.
“Well, I understand the general situation. So what is it?”
“Will you take on any task?”
Jegal Hyunmong shook his head.
“no.”
“You’re so firm, even though you’re a debtor.”
Although Mansu said that, his expression didn’t seem that bad.
Although it has become more unusual than before, Jegal Hyunmong has not changed much.
It wasn’t all that righteous, and it wasn’t that he had to fix everything to be happy, but he would never do anything that went beyond his own standards.
Jegal Hyeonmong was that kind of man.
“Well, this time it probably won’t be like that. Just listen to the story and then decide. Do you know about the fight between the Hwangga Sangdan and Geumga Sangdan that happened about a year ago?”
