How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 54
Chapter 13. Sibi (4)
“you……!?”
“It’s been a while. I guess you still enjoy playing the role of the alley boss.”
“You, you… … !”
“I’m glad that your identity is no longer unknown. Anyway, would you like to take your leave for today?”
“You, how dare you! Are you ordering us around!”
“No, I intend to use the guest house for its original purpose.”
As he spoke, Jegal Hyunmong overturned the intact tables and chairs among those that had collapsed or overturned.
“Didn’t you know? This is not a place to fight, but to fill your stomach. And I am very hungry right now.”
They were people who had hostility toward me anyway.
I don’t think there’s any need to choose your words.
“And didn’t you achieve your goal of causing trouble and damaging the reputation of Daeryongpyo? By tomorrow, the news that the Jinryongpyo’s representatives have been picking trouble and beating up Daeryongpyo’s representatives will spread far and wide. Some of them need long-term treatment, so it will be difficult to continue the tour for a while. So, are you trying to take away the tour that Yangga Sangdan entrusted to you? Considering the nature of the Yangga Sangdan, it’s likely that they didn’t do it for free, but rather used some kind of coercive means.”
“… … !”
A sense of confusion spread across the faces of the Jinryungpyo nation’s representatives who had their objectives immediately figured out.
“That, that.”
Cheongsong raised her hand and blocked Pyo-sa’s face, who was about to open his mouth without realizing it.
Right now, it’s just a guess because there’s no evidence, but the moment you open your mouth and say it, it becomes real.
‘Did you say this on purpose? The rumors weren’t all lies.’
I got goosebumps for a moment.
It was the same when he was little. Even when he was knocked down by an ordinary little kid with a languid expression and no one could tell what he was thinking.
“… … Go back.”
“Please take a look.”
After the people of Jinryeongbyo disappeared, Jegal Hyeonmong got up from his seat.
‘Fortunately, the bluff worked.’
“Is everyone okay?”
“Ugh.”
“Ouch, oh, oh, oh. My waist… … .”
They were all a mess.
If it was natural, then it was a natural result.
On one side is Jinryeongpyo-guk, one of the best in Sacheon.
And on one side is Daeryongpyo-guk, who has not been able to properly hold a sword recently and has lost his sense of combat. It is inevitable that there will be differences regardless of martial arts skills.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Master Zhuge Liang. We are lacking and we have to… … . Ugh!”
“Why are you doing that?”
“Oh, I think I hit the wrong bone.”
‘oh.’
Jegal Hyunmong took out from his bosom what he had just made.
“I just made something like this. Would you like to try it?”
“What is this?”
“Ah, when you walk, you’re bound to get hurt a lot, right? That’s why I made this ointment by mixing various herbs to help with cuts, bruises, and wounds. It might also help reduce pain… … Would you like to try it? If you’re not sure, you don’t have to.”
“thank you!”
Without a shred of doubt, Pyo-sa scooped up the ointment that Jegal Hyun-mong had offered and applied it to the wounded area.
The patient’s face brightened as the pain and discomfort subsided, along with a feeling of relief.
“Oh, as expected! It’s Master Zhuge Liang.”
“Oh, are you okay? Are you experiencing any hallucinations, tinnitus, or other symptoms? Is your fever rising or falling… ?”
“Yes? There’s no way something like that could happen in the Wuhougo that Master Zhuge Liang created, right?”
Zhuge Xuanmong suffered a severe blow to his conscience.
Thanks to that, I missed the moment to point out the name that the artist had given me.
“Hey! Everyone! Master Zhuge Liang has created the Wuhougo for us! Everyone, come and do it right!”
“No, wait. That name isn’t Muhugo. It has nothing to do with you, so why is it Muhugo? There are other names.”
“What is it?”
Jegal Hyunmong held his chest out and spoke confidently.
“It is an ointment that boosts vitality and heals wounds, so it is called Hwalmyeonggo.”
“? I don’t know who gave it that name, but it really doesn’t taste good. Muhugo suits your taste better, so let’s use that.”
“… … .”
“Hey guys! This really works! I told you that the arm that got hit earlier is spinning around! Everyone, come here and apply this Muhugo once!”
“… … Yes. It’s not Muhugo, it’s Hwalmyeonggo… … Ah, just call me whatever you want.”
Although Jegal Hyunmong was emotionally wounded, he quickly overcame it and stood up.
Beyond the signboard of people waiting in line to apply Muhugo, there was a person who stood out.
Even though the fight was over, Lim Jun-gyu was still crouching.
And there were two signs next to him, looking embarrassed.
“… … Are you okay?”
As he approached, Jegal Hyunmong winked at the two men to get out of the way.
The answer came from Lim Jun-gyu a long time later.
“……are you okay.”
“I brought you a piece of gourd this time. Please apply a little bit. It looks like the wound is bad.”
“I’m fine.”
The voice was very hoarse.
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His face was also buried knee-deep.
“… …Is that so?”
Zhuge Xuanmong did not say anything further.
And from the next day onwards, Lim Jun-gyu did not go to work at Daeryongpyoguk.
And no one could pay attention to Lim Jun-gyu.
This is because, shortly after losing the fight, the two sides broke the contract.
* * *
“Yang Sang-dan-ju. What do you mean? My hearing is poor, so I think I misheard. Could you say it again?”
“Hmm. That’s… … .”
The head of the Yangga Sangdan said with an embarrassed expression.
“I said that from now on, I will be entrusting all travel outside Sacheon to a different country, not Daeryongpyo.”
“… … I didn’t mishear. I should be thankful that my hearing is still working.”
At Im Chung’s words, Yang So-pyeong, the head of the upper class of the two families, had difficulty controlling his expression.
In the past, wasn’t it Daeryongpyoguk that helped the Yangga Sangdan, who were having a hard time being pushed out by the Hwangga Sangdan and the Geumga Sangdan?
It was true that Yang So-pyeong could not raise his head because he had repaid silver with won.
“Can’t you tell me the details?”
“… … There’s nothing to say. The parade is coming up soon, but I heard that your country’s soldiers got into a fight and were badly injured, so they won’t be able to go on the parade for the time being.”
“That’s it! It’s not like Jinryungpyo-guk unilaterally started a fight.”
“Even so, it’s the same. It means that the military power of the Daeryongpyo nation is inferior to that of the Jinryongpyo nation.”
Im Chung was unable to refute Yang So-pyeong’s words for a moment.
Yang So-pyeong spoke in a pleading tone.
“Please stop arguing. I don’t want to lose our friendship.”
“… … Just answer me one thing. Is it because of the Jinryungpyo-guk?”
Yang So-pyeong opened his mouth after a long silence.
“Chung. It seems you’ve made too many enemies in a short period of time.”
When Yang So-pyeong left, Im Chung remained silent for a while before saying a word.
“Call the general.”
After a while, Jegal Hyeonmong entered the Pyogukju room.
Jegal Hyunmong said after seeing Im Chung’s dark expression.
“It seems that the two owners have decided to break off the deal.”
“Your will is very firm.”
“It must have been the determination of somewhere other than the two upper houses that was firm.”
“Where are you talking about? Jinryungpyo-guk?”
“No, probably other countries besides ours.”
The spiral is the Jinryungpyo country.
But it was possible because there was an implication behind it that other countries supported the Jinryungpyo country.
There wasn’t anything particularly strange.
“But why is the Yangga Sangdan… … .”
“That’s because the Yangga Sangdan doesn’t only trade with our country. For example, I understand that they trade with other countries, not just our country, when it comes to fabrics. In addition, they trade with a fairly large scale, including various daily necessities, various medicines for processing fabrics, and raw materials, etc. To the Yang Sangdan lord, it must have been a matter directly related to the survival of the Sangdan.”
“… … .”
Im Chung let out a long sigh.
“So, how should we handle this?”
“well.”
Jegal Hyunmong replied lightly and then became lost in thought.
What Jegal Hyunmong asked was something completely different and absurd.
“By the way, Mr. Lim Jun-gyu, you haven’t come to work recently. What’s happened since then?”
“You mean Jun-gyu? Why is that kid suddenly… … .”
“I need your help to solve this problem. Anyway, what are you doing?”
Im Chung let out a deep sigh.
Why doesn’t he know?
There was no way he could feel good when his own son came back after going out and being beaten without any mercy, and by the elder brother of Cheongseong.
“I cry every day.”
“Is that so?”
When he heard that, his mouth felt sour and Jegal Hyunmong smacked his lips.
“Then is there really no way… … .”
“He was swinging his sword and crying every day.”
“… … .”
“But what does that have to do with solving this problem?”
“Oh, I can’t guarantee that it will be solved ten percent of the time.”
If it were his ancestor or father, Zhuge Liang, he might have resolved this situation with a truly ingenious and unimaginable plan.
Jegal Xuanmong did not have the strategy to come up with such a plan.
“But I guess there’s still some possibility.”
“Is there even a slight possibility?”
“Yes. The situation could easily get worse than it is now. I leave the choice up to you, my lord.”
“… … Couldn’t you tell me first what the plan is?”
“Oh, I see.”
Jegal Hyunmong nodded.
“The reason that the Yangga Sangdanju gave for terminating this contract was only one: martial arts. If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be enough to show that Daeryongpyo-guk is strong enough?”
“……how?”
“I can challenge Jinryungpyo to a match as the representative of Pyo-guk, and have Im Pyo-sa and Cheongsong Taoist priest fight again, and if Im Pyo-sa wins, then that’s it.”
At Zhuge Xuanmong’s words, Im Chung doubted his ears again.
‘Does that make sense?’
No matter how well designed it was, it was only yesterday that it was destroyed in a proper fight, and it didn’t seem like it would change even if some time passed.
‘No. Definitely.’
But the doubts only end there.
“… … I trust you. I’m sure you have a way, so that’s why you said that. I’m sure you’ll be able to do it.”
“I said it might not work.”
Im Chung did not even listen to Jegal Hyunmong’s words.
In fact, there was some fault on the part of Zhuge Xuanmong.
Until now, he had always complained but eventually got it done, so to Im Choong, it sounded like nothing more than pointless crying.
“But what are we going to do? Surprisingly, Jinryungpyo-guk may not accept the challenge.”
“Why?”
“Well… … .”
Im Chung looked at Jegal Hyeonmong.
If Daeryongpyo-guk had challenged Jinryongpyo-guk to a fair fight, they would have accepted it with a sigh.
However, the value of Jegal Hyunmong’s name was by no means light.
The Lord of Jinryungpyo is quite a cautious person.
There was also a high possibility that it would not be accepted right away.
“Ah, if that’s the case, I have some thoughts.”
“thought?”
“I plan to throw out some bait for now.”
