< Episode 102 Return (2) >
At the same time,
The manor of Na Yulyang, the grand duke of Cheonjihoe.
Grand Duke Na Yulyang sat in a comfortable position leaning on the head of the table and drank his drink in one go before throwing it down on the floor.
-Clink!
When the glass broke, the corners of Na Yulyang’s mouth went up.
Seeing him like that, his confidant Mo Yak sighed and said with a smile.
“Are you that good?”
“Cancer, it’s good.”
I looked for him after it closed, but he suddenly disappeared and my enthusiasm waned for a while.
He was emotionally dry and possessed an innate murderous will, and lived a life without any hardships due to his natural talent.
Therefore, except for his master, the Lord of Heaven and Earth, and the two five kings with the title of Eight Saints, no one aroused his interest.
Even the priests who were aiming for the position of successor were nothing more than brats, so they were not even impressed.
But then the guy appeared.
‘Thorough cultivation.’
The monster I met for the first time in my life.
He grew during the fight and climbed over the wall without even signing the contract.
As if that wasn’t enough, he even defeated himself, although he later received help from the King of Seomdok.
After that, Na Yu-ryang found interest in life for the first time.
Because I have a sincere desire to kill someone.
This was a clear feeling.
-closely!
Nayuliang clenched and opened his fists.
How long did I wait for that guy to show up?
[I cannot tell you because it is a confidential mission.]
[Are you inside? Are you outside?]
[I can’t tell you that either.]
There was only one thing he learned through Vice Hoeju.
It was true that he was carrying out a confidential mission for Hoeju.
In the meantime, Hoeju’s condition deteriorated rapidly, and he was momentarily troubled by a suggestion given to him by the Presbyterian Church.
But finally, Mokgyeongun appeared.
-Park!
Grand Duke Lu Liang stood up from his seat.
Then Moyak frowned and said.
“Confucius. “You sure you’re not going to kill him right now, are you?”
“Then is there any reason to wait any longer?”
“Not now.”
At those words, Na Yu-ryang looked at Mo Yak with cold eyes and said.
“What do you mean it’s not?”
How long have you been waiting for the day to fight that guy again?
But are you trying to dissuade yourself now?
He expressed his unpleasant feelings, but Moyak seemed to have read his feelings and spoke carefully.
“He has returned from a confidential mission given by the head of the company. But isn’t there one thing strange?”
Nayuliang raised one eyebrow at those words and then answered.
“······Did you say you headed to the cancer center instead of going to see Master?”
“yes. And unlike when he disappeared, he appeared at the main entrance of the meeting.”
At Mo Yak’s words, Na Yulyang’s eyes narrowed and the corner of his mouth went up.
“You were afraid of Tosagufeng.”
“That’s all I can think of at the moment. “You probably don’t know the status of Hoeju yet, but seeing as they are heading straight for Cancer, which can be considered an ally, rather than the main unit.”
Nayuliang clicked his tongue at his judgment.
He may have been a pawn of a political faction, but I thought he might have caught the eye of his master and received a confidential mission due to his incredible talent, but it seemed like he was just a card that could be thrown away.
I can’t believe I’m only held back by my background.
“You’re not so lucky.”
“That’s none of our concern. I don’t know one yet. “It may be because they are afraid of Tosa-gu-pin, but it is also possible that they headed straight to Am-jong on the orders of the Lord.”
“······ Was that it?”
“yes.”
It was the latter that Moyak had to be on guard against.
If it was just the former, there would be no problem in dealing with him.
However, if you say the latter, it would be like interfering with someone who is carrying out a confidential mission for the Lord.
“So what are we going to do?”
“There is no need for Confucius to move directly or reveal our cards.”
“Are you saying we should just leave it alone?”
“no. “Isn’t there a hand that suits you best?”
“A suitable hand? ······Hoo. “Are you talking about him?”
Moyak nodded at Grand Duke Na Yuryang’s words and responded with a smile.
“yes. You weren’t going to test Him anyway, were you? “I don’t know whether you have clearly turned your back on Lady Wi So-yeon or King Myeong-do.”
“As expected of you, your hair is…”
“I don’t know why you keep calling it trivial instead of saying good things like a plan or strategy.”
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“That’s it.”
Moyak pursed his lips at Grand Duke Na Yuryang’s words.
Then he stood up and said.
“Then, I will assume that Confucius has given permission and I will move him.”
Grand Duke Luo Liliang stared at Mo Ruo intently.
It was easier to move directly than this way, but it was definitely not a good time to move hastily.
So there was no harm in testing it through him.
“As you wish.”
Nayuliang shrugged his shoulders and sat down.
When he gave his permission, Mo Yak raised the corner of his mouth and said.
“Hehehe. Even if he were to spread the precepts of suffering and suffering, he would use his best efforts, even if only for the sake of appearance, unlike the time when he was allied with Wi So-yeon’s group or King Myeong-do’s great disciple Woo Ho-rang. “If you’re unlucky, you might become a half-asshole.”
Nayuliang snorted at those words.
The opponent may be the worst, but if this is enough to make him a half-asshole, he doesn’t deserve to compete with the person he is now.
* * *
Meanwhile,
The expression of Hwan Ya-seon, the head of the Amjong clan, hardened.
Byeok, his bodyguard and confidant, was like his right hand man.
He couldn’t help but feel embarrassed when he suddenly aimed his sword at his back.
As he was an orphan, he was personally selected and raised by teaching him martial arts, so it was believed that there was no room for doubt about his loyalty.
But he betrayed himself?
Although he was the head of the intelligence department and the cancer branch that dealt with ganja, this was somewhat unbelievable.
“······wall. “Have you really betrayed me?”
“I only follow Master Mu Qingyun.”
“How dare you!”
Hwan Ya-seon’s composure was broken, and her voice rose slightly.
The part of Hwan Ya-seon’s neck that was not covered by the bast mask turned red as she was overcome with disappointment.
It might have been a natural reaction since I felt like I had been betrayed by someone I trusted.
But in reality it was not a betrayal.
The wall was simply possessed by the demon monk, Mokgyeongun’s faithful food spirit.
As Hwanya-seon, who does not know the principles of witchcraft, vengeful spirits, and imaemangryang, I could not understand this relationship, but one thing is certain:
‘······It’s wrong.’
He decided that everything was going wrong.
Hwan Ya-seon carefully pressed the middle finger of his left hand to the Nogung acupoint of his palm.
With that, he opened his mouth and let out a characteristic laugh.
“Oh ho ho. “I heard you don’t raise black-haired animals.”
“······.”
As the head of a sect that deals with ganja, he was skilled in controlling his emotions.
In any case, if it was clear that his disciple Mok Kyung-woon and his confidant Byeok had betrayed him, he couldn’t help but be consumed by feelings of disappointment forever.
Right now, we had to find a way out of this unfavorable situation.
Hwan Ya-seon, the head of the Am clan, who was constantly shaking his head, glared at Mo Gyeong-un and continued speaking.
“What a pity.”
“What?”
“If your grandfather, Jang Ho-beop, finds out about your deterioration in abandoning the religion, he might be grieved in the afterlife.”
At those words, Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes sparkled.
When he first found out that Hwan Ya-seon, head of the Amjong clan, was a member of the Baehwa Church, he put the situation in order to deceive him, calling his grandfather an unknown master and making it seem like he was from the Baehwa Church.
But coincidentally, my grandfather was really a Baehwagyo person.
At the time, Hwan Ya-seon, the head of the Amjong clan, spoke in a way that made it seem like he knew who the grandfather Mok Gyeong-un was talking about was.
[It’s hard to tell you right away since he kept you quiet until the end. However, it is certain that he is a very high-ranking person in our school.]
But surprisingly, that was true.
He was surprisingly close to the truth.
“It’s fun.”
“fun? “Are you talking about this situation?”
“Yes, I really didn’t know that Master was the person I had in mind.”
At Mo Gyeong-un’s answer, Hwan Ya-seon, the head of the Amjong clan, frowned.
He was quick-witted enough to deduce many things from just small clues, but it was difficult to understand what Mok Kyung-un meant by what he was saying.
But now, in his mind, getting out of here was more important than talking to Mok Gyeong-un.
Hwan Ya-seon, who was gently pressing the Nogung acupoint on his left palm, relaxed his arm.
That moment,
-Papapapap!
Something fell from the flesh of his left arm to the floor.
When it hit the floor,
– Puff puff puff puff!
Gray smoke flowed out.
Accordingly, the demonic monk who was possessed by Byeok, who was aiming his sword at Hwan Ya-seon’s back, hurriedly tried to subdue him using the method of Geumnasu.
however,
-Papak!
At that moment, Hwan Ya-seon dodged the devil’s hand in an instant with a willow-shaking technique, grabbed his wrist and broke it,
-Wow!
-puck!
He kicked his chest with his foot.
No matter how much he was caught behind, Hwan Ya-seon, the leader of the cancer race, was also an expert at the pinnacle.
It was not an opponent that could be easily defeated by Wall’s body, which had reached its peak.
and,
-Shoooooooo!
Before I knew it, the smoke was spreading everywhere.
The wall that took in this frowned.
This was because the moment I inhaled the smoke, I felt my body losing strength and my whole body becoming stiff.
It seemed like it was poisonous smoke.
Hwan Ya-seon looked at him, whose body was stiff and convulsing, and clicked his tongue and said.
“You brought it on yourself. “This squire cherished me so much.”
This solo dance was Hwanya Seon’s secret move.
It was a mixture of paralyzing poison and other poisons, and was always hidden in my left arm through surgery.
It was created to be used in the worst possible situation, and the fog was strong enough to spread smoke across nearly 20 sheets.
Of course, if you are an expert, you can block this with fortune telling, but for a while, you had no choice but to waste time trying to block it.
‘I don’t know if it will work even for experts who have overcome the wall.’
However, what bothered me was that Mok Gyeong-un was an expert in flower painting.
Having already seen him compete with Huaiju, he knew that his skills had already surpassed his own, so he even pulled out his secret move.
I don’t know if this will work for Mo Kyung-un or not, but I had to take this opportunity to try to escape with the Seonghwa Spiritual Ju.
-Startle!
Hwan Ya-seon, the leader of the Amjong clan, who was trying to hurriedly launch the new model in his carriage, stopped without realizing it.
It was because of the vast magical energy that filled the surroundings.
‘What novelty?’
The energy was so strong that it gave goosebumps all over my body.
It was that moment.
-Shoooooooo!
The gray fog that was so hazy that it even obscured my surroundings suddenly moved quickly.
This was creating a flow.
The flow is,
‘no way?’
The head of the Amjong clan, Hwan Ya-seon, raised his head upward.
The cloud, which had been moving widely, gradually narrowed upward and formed a whirlwind.
Seeing this, Hwan Ya-seon could not help but be astonished.
The vast magical energy filling the surroundings was trapping the clouds, causing them to swirl and sending them upward.
Soon, the gray cloud that was billowing upward with a whirlwind completely disappeared.
‘Unbelievable······.’
It’s enough to blow away a poisonous dance with just one jingi.
This was completely unexpected.
Who on earth is this?
Would it be possible for a person who can handle this level of magical energy to be above the Eight Star level in the Five Kings?
No, it was something that could have been possible only if he was a member of a group.
Through his field of vision, he saw Mok Kyung-un holding out his hand and gently raising his index finger upwards.
The beauty flowing from the tips of my fingers was truly thrilling.
‘!?’
Amjongju Hwan Ya-seon’s eyes widened.
Is it that kid Mok Gyeong-un who did this?
He unconsciously swallowed dry saliva as if his mouth was dry.
I knew that the speed of martial arts development was so fast that it exceeded my expectations.
But this was beyond the realm of expectations.
What happened in the few months I was away on a classified mission?
-Wow! Wow!
Hwan Ya-seon, who was at a loss for words in shock, turned her head when she heard a sound next to her.
It wasn’t enough to move the frozen body of a confidant and bodyguard there,
-Push!
A black liquid, presumed to be poison, was seen flowing from the tips of his ten fingers.
‘Ah? ‘Excreting poison… out of the body?’
And that too in this short moment?
Even though Wall was excellent at martial arts as he had raised it himself, he was exposed to a surprise attack and was unable to respond so quickly.
What on earth is going on?
It was a car that was perplexing.
-Kkiik!
The carriage door opened.
Someone came down through the door, holding a cane, and the moment she saw him, a variety of complex emotions filled Hwan Ya-seon’s eyes.
‘Seonghwa Commando.’
He wondered if the day would come when he would see her again, who was trapped in the royal palace’s underground prison.
But to see you again like this.
Even in the midst of a crisis, I couldn’t help but feel emotional.
-Wow!
What should I do about this?
No matter how thrilling the death was, I couldn’t hand her over to Cheonjihoe here.
Even if it means sacrificing your own life, you have to take them out of the meeting…
It was then.
“Issuance of fieldwork at night.”
she called herself
He wanted to show courtesy by calling the Holy Fire Spirit right away, but he was unable to answer hastily as he wondered if the eyes and ears of the intelligence department sent by Hoeju would be there.
In response, Hwan Ya-seon shook her head and tried to pretend that she shouldn’t talk to her, but Seonghwaryeongju said something completely unexpected.
“Humble yourself and show respect to him right away.”
“What are you talking about now…?”
“The one in front of you is the true owner of the Holy Fire.”
‘!!!!!!’
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