Episode 77. Late night (6)
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“Now we are all gathered.”
When Chen Xiaoso entered the secret room, Hao Wenju Gonfeng, who was sitting at the round table, stood up and pretended to be an egg.
but.
“… … .”
Chen Shaoxo looked around the round table and was at a loss for words.
‘all’.
… … It was because the expression did not suit the number of people.
“really… … Is this all?”
“Unfortunately… … yes.”
In response to Gonbung’s short reply, Chen Xiaoshu barely maintained his composure and took a seat on a chair. He didn’t have to worry about which empty seat to sit in.
Loebol Sangdanju Yoon Ran, Shin Moorim Changju Jegal Seon-ah, Requiem Jin-in, … … .
Most of the places we planned to meet were vacant.
No, technically, all seats were empty except for her and Gonbung’s.
In that short period of time, he lost many of his colleagues, and even his leadership.
“… … .”
“… … .”
Only a feeling of desolation as if it were about to freeze circulates inside the locked room.
Couldn’t you stand it?
Finally, Gonbung opened his mouth calmly.
“I heard that you were attacked when you were in the 3rd Secret Bunta the other day.”
Chen Xiao Xiao barely maintained a calm expression and looked at him.
This is the 1st secret headquarters.
And the third secret bunta that Gonbung just mentioned was the starting point of all this… … .
“yes… … .”
Now that third secret bunta no longer existed.
lately.
Cheon So-so, who became the new head of the Murim Alliance, secretly convened the leadership of the Murim Alliance for the first time. However, somehow the Justice League had known, and launched a large-scale surprise attack at the very moment when all members had gathered.
A crisis situation that will lead to a desperate blow.
As the head of the Murim alliance, she had no choice but to make a decision.
To save many people who follow him.
It was like that in the past.
He wants to become the first person in the world and have strong enough shoulders to carry the whole world on his back.
However, the current first person in the world was Yongcho-rang, and the world became a world of justice.
Chen Shao-su decided that he could never defeat him with martial arts.
In the end, she had no choice but to make the decision to prioritize rescuing engine eater such as Expectant Dream and Alabongdae.
As soon as he made his decision, Chen Shao-chao divided the gathered people into several groups. The group consisting of the best players, including himself and Janggihu, took charge of the engine eaters and escaped, and several other groups also took on one of each and escaped the 3rd secret bunta.
promise later
however… … .
That promise seems to have been lost. Look at the empty seats here.
If you’re lucky, you’re lucky.
At that time, even Gonbungman, who had been convened late for the secret meeting, had safely arrived here.
Gonbung, who had been quietly watching Cheon So-so, whose beautiful forehead was distorted beyond concealment, struggled to open his mouth.
“Who was in charge of the iron coffin?”
“… … I was in charge of the White Guard.”
Gonbung didn’t know what was in the iron pipe, but he just said iron pipe because he didn’t want to name his friend specifically. It was because the moment I expressed that I was in charge of Dan Yoo-seong, it felt like I was transporting a corpse.
He looked back toward the entrance.
“Can the White Guards come back?”
Chen Xiaosou also looked in that direction.
But the door no longer opens.
Still, she smiled broadly.
“yes. will come Like Gangho’s rumors, he’s immortal.”
Seeing that forced smile, Gonbung puts on a bittersweet expression.
“That’s a rumor spread in Haomen. Actually… … .”
“Yes. I know. Gon Mun-ju said that. From a medical point of view, it is true that the priest is not dead, but in reality he is brain dead.”
Brain death.
That was the reason why Cheon So-so, with tears in his eyes, personally escorted the engine eater instead of iron coffins. The priest… … Dan Meteorite was so precious to her personally, but she now had the members of her Moorim alliance and their families on her own shoulders.
Perhaps, if it were the opposite case, he would have done the same as himself.
She looked at each empty seat and immediately shook her head.
Shaking off all those thoughts, he looked at Gonbung, who was left alone, and spoke with a firm tone.
“Then shall we begin?”
Gonbung also nodded vigorously.
Even though it was just the two of them, they were trying to start an emergency meeting.
that instant
Kki-Ik-.
“hmm!”
“huh?”
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The sudden sound of the door closed their mouths and their eyes focused on it at the same time.
but… … .
“It’s urgent, urgent!”
The one who appeared was Choryeohye. She had a letter in her hand, and she hurriedly handed it to Chen Shaoxo.
As soon as he received the entire text, Chen Shaoxo’s expression suddenly darkened as he finished reading it at once. He forcibly tried to pretend to be calm, but his pursed lips revealed his true intentions.
Gonbung, who was watching her expression, asked.
“Where is the news from?”
“… … This is news from the 5th Secret Bunta.”
“The 5th Secret Bunta… … if?”
“Yes, this is where the White Guards decided to join first.”
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Mae Chung-woon was in extremely bad condition internally and externally and was mentally exhausted, but he guided me without stopping.
At least [Golden Medicine] and some [Recovery Tools]. And thanks to his dedication to treating his internal injuries with steady luck, his condition was steadily improving even though he was moving quickly.
In the meantime, Mae Chung-woon told me in detail about the current situation of Moorim. He said that I was no different from a newborn baby when it comes to the current situation of Moorim.
The more I listened, the more I felt that the current situation was bleak, but maybe it was a natural result. It’s because the causal rate has been twisted that much.
a few days after that
We arrived at a small village.
As anywhere else, it is undoubtedly gloomy. But it was a slightly different place.
“Is it here?”
“exactly.”
Mae Chung-woon, who answered my words right away, headed to an inn in a corner of the village.
A shabby guesthouse with nothing to be surprised about even if it collapsed right away.
At the entrance, only one dog, snarky as if it hadn’t been washed all his life, was dozing off. It didn’t look like anything special from the outside, but I felt something out of place there.
Maybe it’s because this is a secret place.
Soon, along with Mae Cheong-woon, he entered the inn as it was.
Six or seven guests were eating in the quiet inn. It’s not particularly troublesome, but the guests send a wary look at them all at once. It was a cross-section of how ferocious the current Kang-ho’s atmosphere was.
Mae Chung-woon’s gaze, avoiding their eyes, glides over a corner of a pillar inside the inn.
I also raised my eyes and glanced at it.
There, even if the ants wrote letters, small letters were engraved like scribbles.
Judging from the fact that [Translation / Interpretation] can’t read it, push the secret word.
―It’s a sign that the main altar is waiting for me.
Even though he is right next to me, Mae Cheong-woon writes a whole tone.
No matter the reason.
There was already no safe zone anywhere in the river, and in order to contact the point-organized Murim Alliance, it was necessary to go through these secret steps several times, even if it was cumbersome.
Mae Chung-woon, wary of his son-in-law, pretended to go behind the scenes and simply left a few marks under it. Then he took a seat in the corner.
― If you wait, the watchmen will appear.
warden.
The one who first verifies the sender of letters, also known as the dispatcher, and guides them to the next location.
I thought that a gatekeeper or a guide would be more suitable, but I liked that name no matter what.
Eventually, as I settled down next to Mae Chung-woon, Jeom So-yi approached me. After ordering food from him, as we waited, a man approached us first instead of food. Mae Chung-woon sent a telegram as he watched him approaching with his hand carefully in his arms.
– The author will be the watchman. He probably has a piece of wheat in his bosom.
The watchman smiled happily and sat in the seat in front of me. It was next to Mae Chung-woon.
I also smiled happily.
He gave a simple glance and slid a piece of paper under the table.
Seeing that, he caught the push ahead of Mae Chung-woon, who reached down.
I.
– why… … !?
Mae Chung-woon looks at me with a puzzled expression.
“Why?”
Chi-Ik-.
I turned the wheat to ash at once with Samadhi Evolution and smiled at the watchman. much brighter than before.
“I drool.”
“… … what?”
This time the watchman looks at me with a bewildered expression.
I picked up the chopsticks without a reply.
Then.
Knock!
“Isn’t it funnier to ask back like that while handing over the poisoned paper?”
I put it on the back of the watchman’s hand.
“Quaaaaaaaagh!”
To be more precise, it was on the back of the hand of a watchman of the Justice League, not a watchman of the Murim Alliance.
The identity of the sense of incongruity that I felt earlier.
It was tension.
Actually, I’ve been feeling it since I came here, but I took it for granted that it was a secret place… … .
It wasn’t.
The tension emanating from the watchman, the shopkeepers, and the scattered customers was, in fact, not a normal tension, but a tension that hid hostility.
He would have killed the enemies otherwise, but it was impossible to avoid Hye-gwang synesthesia.
Due to the wide open synesthesia, the color shimmering on the watchman’s body was seen and felt mercilessly.
The thumping, malicious heartbeat is a bonus.
Well, there’s nothing more to look into.
fierce hostility
Kwajak!
He pulled out his chopsticks and stuck them right into the top of his head, then stood up.
“I know you’re lucky. If it was really spit, I would have died as soon as I entered.”
Then, looking at Mae Cheong-un, he asked.
“Where is this?”
Mae Chung-woon also immediately stood up and looked around. It seems that he, who was bewildered, immediately noticed. After all, life was already flowing thickly inside the inn.
He replied, placing his hand on the sheath of his waist dance.
“It’s the 5th secret division.”
“Didn’t I say that the place where my friends are waiting is the first headquarters?”
“exactly.”
“This is the 5th secret minute ride.”
He nodded right away, and I asked again.
“How many more of these are there?”
“What do you mean?”
“How many more secret divisions do you have?”
– I don’t know. But, why are you asking that now?
It seems that Mae Chung-woon hasn’t caught on yet. I saw that even though I was just talking about the number of secret buntaes, I was sending a whole tone. without knowing anyway
I now glared at the jeomsoi and the guests who swayed to live without adding anything to us, and the enemies hiding outside behind them, I said.
“If it was caught here, I think it would be the same elsewhere.”
