How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 95
Chapter 20. Weather Forecast (6)
That’s how the journey began.
“What are you going to do now? You must have some kind of plan, right?”
‘I’m going to get my fortune told.’
As Dokhosamrang looked at him with eyes full of anticipation, Jegal Hyeonmong became a little more cautious about taking the birth can from his bosom.
But there was nothing as reliable as a birth certificate here.
“I will tell you the way to go by fortune telling.”
“Oh. So the Lord of the Second Coming can even read the secrets of heaven?”
“Yes, that’s right. Isn’t the second coming of the Wuhou really amazing?”
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Jegal Xuanmong looked at Cheon Yeo-hyang.
Even though he knew that he hated such rumors, he still did that… …! However, Cheon Yeo-hyang stuck out her tongue and urged Jegal Hyun-mong on.
“That’s not wrong, is it?”
Zhuge Xuanmong had no choice but to pull out the mountain branch.
As they continued on their way, Dokhosammang couldn’t help but feel inwardly amazed.
‘I knew about you through rumors, but you really have incredible abilities.’
I almost died several times in Vigo.
However, I felt my respect for Jegal Hyunmong naturally soar because he was able to overcome such a dangerous place as if he were just out for a walk.
Not long after.
“Die!”
“That’s what will happen after you die!
This time there were two groups fighting, but there were no traps.
“What are you going to do?”
“Let’s subdue them both. Cheon Yeo-hyeop, take the left, and Dokho Sam-rang, take the right.”
At Jegal Hyunmong’s words, Cheon Yeo-hyang and Dokho Samrang rushed in from the left and right.
After subduing them, Jegal Hyunmong lightly swung his black feather fan to wake them up.
“Ugh, ugh! What are you doing! Why are you suddenly attacking me?!”
“Shut up.”
The eldest of the Dokhosamrangs spoke coldly.
Only then did the two drones begin to understand the situation.
“Do, Dokho Samrang! And Maehwa Gwang… … .”
“What’s next after Gwang?”
Sapha Muin swallowed hard at Cheon Yeo-hyang’s slightly sharp words due to what had just happened.
There were times when I felt sorry for my life, and times when I didn’t understand the situation.
Why is the madwoman of the Murim Alliance, Cheon Yeo-hyang, with Dokho Samrang?
“Don’t be so talkative. Would you like to have this first?”
“What… … ?”
“This is Byeokgokdan.”
Just in case, Jegal Hyunmong handed over the Byeokgokdan he had brought from Dokjeonbang.
“By the way, why were you fighting?”
If by any chance a treasure had come out of the cave, it would have been difficult to mediate.
Then, Sapha Muin made an embarrassed expression.
“I was so hungry that I was fighting over food.”
Zhuge Xuanmong silently handed over more rice cakes to Sapa Muin.
And the Sapa warrior who received the wall song shed tears.
“Oh, this can’t be happening.”
“Ear, where are you… … .”
“Do not be surprised when you hear this. This is the Second Coming of the Lord. He came here out of concern for those who will lose their lives in vain, so be thankful.”
‘Not at all.’
Zhuge Xuanmong was embarrassed, but he could not resolve the misunderstanding that had already arisen.
So two new groups joined.
At this point, Cheon Yeo-hyang also felt a little embarrassed.
“Zhuge Liang. People keep gathering.”
“Don’t ask me.”
The crowd was growing like a snowball rolling.
‘If I had known this would happen, I should have come with the Murim Alliance instead. No, if I had, it would have been difficult to secure a way out.’
As I walked, I could hear the sharp sound of the wind even though I was inside a cave.
The Sapa warriors who heard that sound became lost in thought.
“That, that!”
“Well, do we have to go?”
“Why are you doing that?”
“That’s where the cold wind blows. I saw someone go in there and get torn to pieces!”
“Is that so?”
Jegal Hyunmong nodded and looked at the formation.
“Cheon Yeo-hyeop, would you mind throwing some rain?”
“Yes. I have the basic skills.”
“Then, could you please throw it in the direction I’m pointing? Throw it hard, please.”
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Cheon Yeo-hyang nodded and threw the knife.
Wedge!
“Ugh!?”
The wind stopped with a scream.
“no!”
A human scream was heard from somewhere where there was nothing, and when a man covered in blood appeared, everyone was startled and looked at Jegal Hyunmong.
“It was Mine who used sorcery. She hid herself by mixing in with the formation, and then used secret weapons and organs.”
“How dare you! You!”
The Sapha warriors, realizing that they had been tricked by a rat-like minion, rushed forward in anger.
Mine gritted his teeth.
“You damn bastards! Do you think I’ll be taken advantage of so easily?”
The hidden mine gritted its teeth and summoned its magic. It was intended to cast spells with that magic to quickly defeat those guys and escape.
But before that, the talisman that had flown in struck Mine’s Adam’s apple.
“Ugh?!”
Soon, Mine opened her eyes wide.
My neck wasn’t cut, but I felt a sharp pain, and when my body felt stiff, I smelled the scent of flowers in the cave.
As Mine’s neck fell on Cheon Yeo-hyang’s sword, the magic energy subsided and the effectiveness of the formation disappeared, revealing the cave.
Mine had countless strings wrapped around her fingers, and by manipulating these strings she was manipulating the trap of dissent.
“Well, Mine is dead. Let’s keep going.”
Jegal Hyunmong said that calmly, but others did not.
“Your Majesty, how did you know that Min was hiding there?”
Jegal Hyunmong paused for a moment.
I was just saying it because it seemed like it would be annoying if I said it exactly as it is.
“I was lucky.”
“Oh, indeed!”
‘What on earth is going on?’
I said I was lucky, so why on earth did I say ‘surely’?
Meanwhile, several people approached Min, searched through his pockets, and brought various items to Jegal Hyunmong.
Among them, there was one that stood out.
‘drop?’
It was an ordinary sacrificial bell, but it felt like it was radiating some unknown magical energy.
Jegal Hyunmong put it in his bosom for now.
‘Let’s focus on clearing the way first.’
Breaking the axis of the formation to collect illusions, occasionally treating those who have fallen with Muhugo, and occasionally using the martial arts people to punish those who are mixed in… … .
Some time passed like that.
“… … Was this something you expected from the beginning?”
“No, why are there so many martial artists in Bigo?”
Jegal Hyunmong tried hard to ignore the martial artists chasing him from behind.
When I looked at him, he burst into inexplicable cheers of joy, but I couldn’t understand the meaning of it.
‘I think I know.’
Even the most determined martial artists were trapped in a dark place where not even light could enter.
Food ran out long ago, and even if they tried to turn back, they would not know the way, and if they tried to advance, they would be caught up in a strange formation and their lives would not be guaranteed.
In that situation, how could one not cheer when Jegal Hyunmong saves them so nonchalantly and goes down to the Bigo?
‘Even if there is an ungrateful person, it would be difficult for him to harbor evil thoughts in this situation.’
Cheon Yeo-hyang seemed to be able to understand Jegal Hyunmong’s meaning a little.
Since he treated me with virtue and sincerity, not with profit, coercion, or force, even the most arrogant and unruly people could not help but be moved.
“By the way… … I don’t see any people from the Murim Alliance.”
“That’s right. Did you happen to find any signs or anything on your way to the cave?”
Cheon Yeo-hyang nodded.
Even though I checked every time a new path appeared to see if there were any secret signs, I couldn’t find anything like that.
‘Surely it wasn’t all wiped out, right?’
“Don’t worry. It’s the Murim Alliance. I’m sure they’re alive and well. The world is like a maze, so it’s just that our paths diverge.”
“Thank you, Prince Zhuge.”
Cheon Yeo-hyang smiled gently.
Jegal Hyunmong nodded and suddenly lifted the torch.
‘Spread out.’
Adding a little magic to enhance the light on the torch made it glow strangely bright and illuminated a greater distance.
“It looks like the end is in sight.”
In the distance, light began to appear.
And at those words, some people started to get nervous.
What was the reason they came in as a guest in the first place?
Wasn’t it to gain the wealth that lies dormant here?
“Mom, I can’t stand it!”
As some people ran out, several people, including Dokho Samrang, frowned and immediately put their hands on the weapon.
But Jegal Hyunmong looked back and shook his head.
‘Just let it go.’
Because Jegal Hyunmong did not stop them, further defections occurred.
Dokho Samrang sighed as a considerable number of people disappeared outside the passage.
“They are truly ungrateful. Can we really just send them away?”
“Will it be stopped even if you try to stop it?”
There is no way to stop it, and trying to stop it will only result in bloodshed.
And although the rest may be dissatisfied, Jegal Hyunmong also had his own calculations.
‘It seems safe ahead.’
Just because there’s an exit at the end of a passage doesn’t mean it’s a safe place.
However, since there were quite a few people running towards the exit and no screams were heard, it didn’t seem like there was a trap.
“We’ll go too.”
-By any chance, Confucius… …?
Jegal Hyunmong covered his mouth with a black quilt so that Cheon Yeo-hyang would not be able to read his expression.
As I exited the room, a large open space appeared. I could feel the sense of space.
“It’s spacious.”
“And it’s pretty bright… … .”
“Look at the ceiling.”
When Cheon Yeo-hyang pointed to the sky, there were brightly shining light sources densely packed into the ceiling.
“Night liquor?!”
Dokhosammang, who saw the sky, cried out in surprise.
Then Cheon Yeo-hyang shook her head.
I’ve actually seen the night sky before, but it wasn’t as bright as I thought.
At best, it sheds a soft light.
It would be even more difficult for it to shine since it is stuck to the ceiling.
“It’s probably shining the light from outside inward. It’s probably night now, but the fact that it’s still bright is probably because it’s gathering light during the day and then shining it out.”
Zhuge Xuanmong was amazed.
‘You’re not in your right mind.’
Easier said than done, arranging the outside light to be viewed like that is by no means an easy task.
It must have required a tremendous amount of trial and error, money, and manpower.
‘I wonder if there really is any treasure left?’
With such a crazy budget in place, I wondered if there would be any money left.
In reality, there was almost nothing in the community.
There was something like a shrine in the center.
And when Jegal Hyunmong saw that, his expression strangely hardened.
It was a form I had seen a lot somewhere.
‘… …Mu-hwan-sa?’
