How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 96
Chapter 21. Manoeuvre (1)
It is usually believed that Wuhou Temple was a shrine built by people to honor Zhuge Liang.
But if there is a Muhou Temple out of nowhere in a place like this, it can only mean one thing.
A place where someone with the surname Jegal, who was uselessly smart and leisurely, presented a difficult problem to trouble others.
Jegal Hyunmong was finally able to be certain.
‘Cheon Gi-ja is a descendant of the wine servant of the Jegal family.’
In fact, this was something I had somewhat predicted.
From the moment I learned that Jang Bo-do was a diagram of Cheon Gi-ja’s organ system.
In such a situation, the discovery of the Wuhou Temple was by no means surprising.
It was close to the realization that it had come.
‘But I’m sure Manoe knows that too.’
Considering the circumstances in Vigo, it seems unlikely that Manoe was unaware of Vigo’s secret.
Nevertheless, there must have been some intention behind gathering people and calling out to them.
Zhuge Xuanmong headed to Wuhou Temple.
There was nothing left in the Wuhou Temple that people had already swept through.
“Did you find what you were looking for?”
“Uh, uhm.”
“That is… … .”
Those who rushed in blinded by the possibility of treasure were left with no hope of raising their heads in shame.
I wouldn’t have known if I had gained something, but I didn’t gain anything.
“There was just an old helmet. There was nothing else.”
Even the tools weren’t that expensive.
Jegal Hyunmong nodded and looked around.
“Are you looking for something?”
“Yes. This is probably the last crisis that Cheon Gi-ja has left. There must be some problem that I can solve.”
“Who are you!”
At that moment, a commotion was heard outside.
Jegal Hyunmong and Cheon Yeo-hyang nodded once and stood up from their seats.
As we went outside the temple, we saw a new group of people we had never seen before.
“A thousand inspectors!”
The ones who showed up were Haomen and the Murim Alliance.
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‘I’m tired.’
Manoe, Mr. Cheon was swearing inwardly.
‘I ended up meeting those Murim Alliance guys first… … .’
In addition, Hwang Geum-ju thoughtlessly suggested that they go together, which caused some inconvenience in the middle.
The Murim Alliance guys haven’t been here long and many of them are very skilled in martial arts, so their mental strength hasn’t wavered yet…
Above all, it wasn’t easy because he kept watching with sharp eyes every time he dismantled the formation.
‘It would have been a lot easier if it weren’t for those guys.’
It was inevitable.
If it had been before joining the Murim Alliance, it would have been relatively easy to break the formation using sorcery.
But, in front of the Murim Alliance, he couldn’t help but be cautious.
furthermore.
“Get out, you Sapa bastards!”
“Ugh, ugh. If it’s the Murim Alliance, then it’s all over!”
Because they chased away all the Safains that they had originally tried to secure, they were unable to win over the people’s hearts as they had originally planned.
I worked hard and didn’t get much out of it.
It was so strong that it was unnecessarily strong.
Mr. Cheon, who felt the inconvenience, tried to use tricks such as deliberately luring the Murim Alliance into a trap, but Baek Gyeon’s martial arts skills were much stronger than the world knew, so even a simple trap would only drain their strength a little.
I could kill him if I wanted to, but to do that I had to reveal Mr. Chun’s true colors.
It’s such a loss.
So I reached the end of the story and began to doubt my eyes.
‘Why are there so many people?’
Aren’t there even people who are so ignorant that it seems like they won’t be able to survive in the wilderness swarming around?
What was even more surprising was that the majority of them were so united that Mr. Chun could not do anything.
‘To whom, anyway?’
And the moment Jegal Hyunmong appeared, Ma-noe knew who he was.
When Zhuge Xuanmong appeared at the Wuhou Temple, countless people surrounded him as if protecting him.
‘… … They say the bear does all the work, but the money goes to the wrong person.’
With that level of solidarity, there was nothing we could do about it now.
‘But it’s still okay.’
He still had plans.
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“Are you from the Murim Alliance?”
“Yes. I was worried because you came in first, but I’m relieved to see you’re safe.”
“Hmm. It looks like Inspector Chun is safe too. I heard he was late, but I guess he didn’t arrive too late?”
Cheon Yeo-hyang did not respond to Baek Gyeon’s words.
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It hasn’t even been a day since Cheon Yeo-hyang came in.
I didn’t think there would be any benefit to saying that to Baek-Gyeon, who had been wandering around in the wilderness for more than three days.
“The person next to you is… … ?”
“It’s Haomen.”
“I’m from the Haomen Sichuan branch, and my name is Hwang Geum-ju.”
The golden pig was lightly rewarded.
Considering that he had been wandering around in the dark for so long, he looked pretty well.
After greeting Cheon Yeo-hyang, Hwang Geum-ju turned her gaze to Jegal Hyeon-mong.
“I’ve heard a lot of stories. Are you the second coming of the Immortal?”
“… … This is Jegal Hyeonmong.”
Jegal Hyunmong smiled bitterly.
It was somewhat expected when I heard that they were Haomen’s gang.
‘I guess they are the ones who competed with Mansu.’
Looking at his eyes, it was clear that he was already convinced that he was in league with Mansu.
Perhaps he sees himself as an enemy.
The atmosphere became tense in an instant. Zhuge Xuanmong also raised his tension a little, and as he glanced at the people in Haomen, he made eye contact with someone.
No matter how I looked at him, he seemed like a middle-aged man who was not a civilian, and as soon as I saw him, I felt my heart start to pound.
‘Ma-noe!’
At the same time that he felt that way, Mr. Cheon, whose eyes met Jegal Hyunmong’s, shouted urgently.
“It’s a brain storm!”
“Mr. Chun?! What are you talking about?”
“I, the author! The one who claims to be the second coming of the Immortal is Manoe!”
“… … !”
Jegal Hyeonmong felt like he had been caught off guard.
It was something that he had never thought that Manoe himself would so calmly frame him!
Chaang!
“You’re going to have to explain what you’re talking about. Who are you?”
“So-saeng is a scholar named Cheon-gyu who follows the Hwanggeumju Confucius. Cheon Yeo-hyeop. Calm down and listen to So-saeng. Cheon Yeo-hyeop is being deceived by the author!”
“Nonsense!”
Cheon Yeo-hyang snorted.
“You’re making such accusations as soon as we meet. Who are you?”
“It’s not a conspiracy. Please listen to the story! Lord Baek Bu-dan!”
Baek Gyeon nodded.
“Inspector Cheon, put away your sword for now.”
“but……!”
-I was curious about the person called Muhujaerim anyway. If he gets cornered, his true colors will be revealed.
Cheon Yeo-hyang had no choice but to keep her mouth shut at Baek-gyeon’s words.
But I didn’t really give in mentally.
Although it is difficult to know the inside of Jegal Hyunmong, at least he was not someone who could be suspected of being a devil.
“Cheon Yeo-hyeop. Let’s at least listen to what that person has to say.”
Jegal Hyunmong lightly unfolded the black bow.
“Why are you accusing me of being a devil?”
“Isn’t this a trap for the devil? The thousands of maps are a trick to lure more people into the trap. Of course, the inside of the cave was full of traps. Wasn’t it? How much effort did we put into destroying those traps?”
It’s not that people who came to Bigo after rolling around here and there in Bigo had suffered a lot and their appearance wasn’t that good.
Even Haomun, who suffered less thanks to Master Cheon, and the members of the Murim Alliance who arrived late and had strong martial arts skills, were safe.
“But it’s not like he’s having any troubles, he’s just fine. Didn’t the man named Muhujaerim figure out the truth as soon as he saw it and easily break through the trap?”
“hmm.”
Zhuge Xuanmong honestly admired Ma Luo.
To be honest, I couldn’t say that what Manoe said was based on any evidence. It was nothing more than a suspicion.
But for now, that doubt was enough.
Because what Manoe was trying to persuade was not Cheon Yeo-hyang or the other Sapa warriors present.
Manoeuvre only had to convince one person.
“And Baek Daehyeop. Look at the group the author is leading. They all seem to follow Muhu Jaerim. Isn’t this an attempt to use this secret to unite the evil factions?”
“hmm.”
A hundred views.
Baek Gyeon nodded.
Even without that, the Murim Alliance was keeping an eye on Jegal Hyunmong.
It would be strange not to pay attention to him, as he suddenly appeared and rose to prominence in a short period of time, and performed various mysterious miracles.
Even if Cheon Yeo-hyang had guaranteed that Jegal Hyun-mong was not a demon, it was not a suspicion that could be easily dispelled.
“Baek Gyeon Daehyeop. Surely you wouldn’t believe such nonsense, would you?”
“Inspector Cheon seems to have lost his cool a little.”
Baek Gyeon lightly grabbed the sword.
“The original policy of the Murim Alliance was to leave no room for suspicion. Since the author’s words make sense, I cannot overlook it.”
“… … .”
Cheon Yeo-hyang also grabbed the sword.
It was the same for other people.
As the atmosphere began to turn tense, Dokho Samrang and others also raised their spirits by placing their hands on the weapons.
Mr. Chun smiled brightly at that sight.
‘It’s the first time those Murim Alliance guys have been of help since coming here.’
Up until now, he has only ruined his own plans, so this must be what it means to say that even dog poop has a use.
‘Since the plan has already gone awry, it’s best for us to fight each other.’
“As the Chief Inspector of the Cheon Inspection Group, I hereby command you to subdue Jegal Hyunmong who is nearby. Anything further than that will be considered disobedience.”
“… … .”
Cheon Yeo-hyang’s eyes became heavy at the word ‘rebellion’.
The thought was brief but deep. And after much thought, Cheon Yeo-hyang came to an answer.
“I believe in Zhuge Liang.”
“… …Are you going to drink the punishment?”
Baek Gyeon drew his sword.
The Songmungo sword of the non-partisan faction has revealed itself.
Cheon Yeo-hyang also drew his sword, and starting with that, a sharp sound of metal rang out.
And the next moment, Jegal Hyunmong stepped forward.
“Zhuge Liang!”
“Cheon Yeo-hyeop. I’m fine. And Baek Dae-hyeop, if it’s okay, can I say something?”
“… … Try it.”
“If we’re going by suspicious factors, isn’t that Mr. Chun over there no small feat?”
“What?”
Mr. Chun opened his eyes slightly.
‘Indeed… … he deserves to be called the Second Coming of the Immortal.’
Mr. Cheon noticed Jegal Hyunmong’s intentions.
Since he had nothing to make excuses for, he wanted to drag himself in like a water ghost.
It seemed pretty effective to me.
“Bae, Baek Daehyeop! It’s a misunderstanding! Didn’t you see it for yourself! If it weren’t for Mr. Cheon’s wisdom, I wouldn’t have come to Bigo safely!”
“That’s true. But isn’t that similar to what Mr. Cheon said to Jegal Hyunmong just now?”
“Hmm!”
When Hwang Geum-ju was speechless, Baek-gyeon slammed his sword armor on the floor with a thud.
“I guess I can catch you too. One of the two will be Manoe, so wouldn’t that be more certain than betting on a half chance?”
