◈ Episode 11. Don’t Die
After the meeting was over, the leaders of the northwest road left the guest house.
Seok Geum-jong slowly exhaled the air he had sucked deep into his lungs.
“It’s like there are two different people in one body.”
Although he appears infinitely light, at some point he transforms like a general facing an enemy.
Do Young-gang, the leader of the Childomun, said.
“He is truly an unknowable person.”
The head of Socheonmun, Jo Sam-bang, and the head of Junggyeongmu, Jeong Wook, had the same thoughts.
“I know two things for sure.”
Everyone’s eyes were focused on Jo Sam-bang.
“If a fight breaks out, he is someone who will not stand by and watch, and he is someone we absolutely do not want to turn into our enemy.”
The silence that followed the end of the speech was like a silent affirmation.
Now it’s a small checkpoint.
Given the nature of the Great Sword Master Jongbiwoong, it is unlikely that he will be observed for a long time.
Doyoung Kang felt as if something heavy was pressing down on his chest.
“Let’s have a drink before we go back.”
Seok Geum-jong said with a smile.
“Okay. The little prince said it would be safe for about ten days, so I guess it’s okay to get a little drunk.”
“But why did you say ten days?”
“I think that’s how long the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office expected it to take to resolve the missing person’s case. Five people disappeared at the same time, so it’s not a problem that can be solved quickly.”
If there is a third enemy, things become more serious for the Grand Inspectorate.
Seok Geum-jong thought that if a war were to break out, it would be after the matter had been resolved.
Jo Sam-bang, whose head suddenly became complicated, said:
“Let’s move over and have a drink and talk. By the way, where is the Yukbangju?”
***
Yuk Mu-bong, who could no longer contain his curiosity, went back to Jin Mu-rip’s residence.
“Is this something that the little prince did?”
“what?”
“I’m talking about the branch chiefs of the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office.”
Jin Mu-rip made a joke with a strange smile.
“If I did it, would I have gone to the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office and reported it?”
Yuk Mu-bong’s expression crumpled.
“How could that be? They wouldn’t accept it anyway.”
“Why did I suddenly become curious about that?”
Yuk Mu-bong asked after a brief hesitation.
“I am also a layman. I want to know the extent of the little prince’s abilities.”
“Even if I tell you, you won’t believe me.”
Yuk Mu-bong said with a shameless smile.
“I have always believed in the little prince.”
Jinmu-rip, who had been rubbing his chin, opened his mouth.
“Okay. I’ll tell you. There are so many eccentric people living in hiding in the world that I can’t be sure, but among the known figures, there are probably about ten who can fight me now.”
It’s a long story, but to summarize, he’s saying that his only opponents are the top ten best players in the world.
Yuk Mu-bong stared blankly at Jin Mu-rip at the unrealistic words.
“I don’t believe this kid.”
Yuk Mu-bong’s face turned red in embarrassment.
“Oh, no. That’s not it······. Really?”
Jinmu Rip’s expression was quite serious.
“After a while, there will be only two people left who can fight me.”
“Who are those two?”
“Danso-ryong and Cheonyeong, Shenlong and Geomhwang are the only ones who can fight me.”
“······.”
Yuk Mu-bong was speechless.
The words coming out of his mouth sounded absurd, but his eyes were sincere.
“I, Your Highness, really, to that extent······.”
Jinmu-rip, who was smiling, got up from his seat.
“If you don’t want to believe it, don’t believe it.”
***
Jinmu Rip, who had parted ways with Yuk Mu-bong and was heading northwest, heard a familiar sound.
[My lord.]
This is Seo Jin-hwan, the head of the Eunmu Daeju, who was given the mission to kidnap the branch manager.
[Thank you for your hard work. Thanks to you, work became easier.]
[No traces were left. He is currently being held captive in the Seochosan government tomb.]
[Release one person per day starting from ten days.]
The safe days that Jinmu Rip had told the leaders of the northwest route were the ten days.
[Yes. Is there anything else you would like to leave to me?]
[None. After you finish that, don’t move for a while. It’s not the time yet.]
If you utilize the silver stage, the fight against the Great Sword Gate will become much easier.
However, as long as the eyes and ears of the world were open, they could not rashly reveal their power until Jinmu-rip’s power was complete.
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Seo Jin-hwan also did not know Jin Mu-rip’s intentions.
[Okay, and the musketeer sent a letter.]
[Culture?]
A boy whose life was saved by Jinmu Rip in the past.
The commander of the upper heavens, Su-Hwa-Moon, was in charge of external affairs on behalf of the head of the secret army, and was like a brother to Jin Mu-Rip.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Sangcheon, who was originally a bandit, was able to settle down in the martial arts world without any major conflicts thanks to his talents in water culture.
The moment Jinmu-rip, who had been looking around, entered the shadow of the wall, a small piece of paper was held in his hand.
Jinmu-rip, leaning calmly against the wall, unfolded the paper.
The Grand Inspection Gate has a short history of only about ten years.
Jin Mu-rip, who was curious about the background of how he appeared like a comet and took over the hegemony of Chongqing in an instant, ordered Su-hwa to look into it, and the answer was written on the paper.
‘I don’t know.’
Jin Mu-rip, who had been standing there blankly, looking at the same phrase over and over again, frowned.
“Starve this kid for a day.”
[I will pass it on.]
***
Jin Mu-rip, who returned to the inn, encountered Yu Dae-ha in the yard of the annex.
Even though he couldn’t see even the slightest movement with his eyes closed and his sword straightened, the air flowing around him was so faintly vibrating that it could be felt.
The moment Jinmu-rip’s new form, who had been watching, disappeared, Yu Dae-ha’s sword, with his eyes wide open, shot to the right.
With a ting! sound, the palm and the sword passed by.
The surprised Judas quickly retrieved his sword.
“Little Prince?”
“It was quite sharp.”
As Jinmu-rip’s new form, smiling brightly, slid to the left, Yudae instinctively stepped back and turned his body.
“What are you doing?”
“If you don’t want to be hit, try blocking it.”
Jinmu-rip is not the enemy.
If it was a non-fight, not a life-or-death struggle, swinging the sword wasn’t difficult.
As the flashing sword danced in the air, Jinmu Rip’s new form also moved busily.
‘I’m sure he has talent.’
Whenever you deliberately show an opening, he relentlessly targets you.
The sharpness of the sword wasn’t bad either.
A group of madorim in pursuit of pure magic.
One hundred and fifty years ago, they fled the civil war in Tianshan and came down to Sacheon, where they continuously studied and developed their martial arts over a long period of time.
The fact that they once rose to the position of the best in Sacheon was also due to the blood and sweat of their ancestors who cultivated Madorim. Their martial arts skills were by no means weak.
‘There was a reason why the Grand Inspectorate was reluctant to open fire from the front.’
Jinmu Rip, who was facing Madorim’s martial arts, could not help but have doubts.
‘If the opponent was the Eight Stars, then why was I defeated by the Fourteen Lords with this kind of martial arts?’
The invasion of the world by the Palhwangmun began with the secret plan of the Fourteen Provinces, but the one who decorated the end of the war was the Palseong, who were stronger than them.
Since Jinmu Rip knew their martial arts better than anyone else, the fall of Madorim was not easy to understand.
On the other hand, whenever Yu Dae-ha, who was pouring all his energy into fighting Jin Mu-rip, made eye contact with him, he felt the urge to launch a salcho.
It was because I had the illusion that I would die if I didn’t kill him even though I knew it was Bimu.
Jinmu Rip, who had swung his sharp sword with the back of his hand, slid in a circle.
“Don’t be scared. Your muscles will tighten and you will exert unnecessary force.”
Yu Dae-ha’s face turned red as Jin Mu-rip read her intentions and she followed him with all her might.
Jinmu Rip dodged the successive attacks with light movements.
“The best players in the world each have their own unique spirit and momentum. If you can’t overcome that, you’ll be decapitated before you can show off your skills. That’s the difference between an ordinary person and a master.”
The breathless chase between the two men in the annex yard, which was about five meters long, ended in an instant.
‘I feel like I’ve been fooled. Was the difference really that big?’
All attacks missed by a single pine needle.
The gap that seemed like it could touch but never did was maintained by Jinmu-rip, not by himself.
He asked with a somewhat shocked face, drenched in sweat.
“The lords say that the little prince only has a little bit of self-defense and ten years of internal energy.”
“I never said anything like that. You probably guessed it from the fact that I told my mother that I never learned martial arts.”
“What on earth is your identity?”
Jinmu-rip’s eyes shone coldly.
“A monster with three heads and six tails.”
Yudaeha’s startled expression hardened.
“Is that······ true?”
Jinmu Rip’s face distorted strangely when he showed that he truly believed.
‘Why are there only these kinds of people around me?’
Jinmu-rip swallowed a sigh and said.
“I felt quite a bit of strength at the tip of the sword. You said you were going to farm, but you didn’t give up.”
“It’s still a long way to go.”
Although he was humble, Jinmu-rip’s honest impression was that it was so high that it was hard to believe that he was a later-generation index.
Unlike his sharp and precise swordsmanship that seems calculated, his sense of judgment for advancing or retreating is animalistic.
Jinmu Rip seemed to know why Yu Dae-ha had become the youngest lord.
‘It would be quite powerful if I could use it. Looking at how it was fine a little while ago, I don’t think it’ll work even if I try to use it for a hundred days. Should I give it some kind of shock?’
Jinmu-rip, who was turning around, suddenly remembered the words of Sakyamuni Buddha.
‘It seems that he has left the business in Chongqing to the ronin and is devoting all his energy to solving the missing person’s case.’
“Are you saying there are only ronin in the south now?”
Yudae Ha tilted her head in response to the monologue.
“yes?”
Jinmu-rip’s smile as he slowly turned his head was somehow creepy.
“Follow me. There’s a place to look around.”
Jin Mu-rip, who left the inn with Yu Dae-ha, walked along Junggyeong-daero between Seobuk-ro and Dongbuk-ro.
As the feet of Jinmu-rip, who had been quietly following him, gradually approached the south, he finally opened his mouth.
“This area ahead is the control area of the Grand Inspection Gate.”
“embrace.”
“The Grand Inspectorate will not be afraid of the name of the Little Prince of Madorim, like the Iron Barrier.”
“So, are you saying that the young prince of Madorim should turn away because he is afraid of something as simple as the Great Swordsman?”
“I’m telling you that this is not an opponent that can be bluffed. If there’s an argument, it’s time to resort to swords.”
There is no one who does not know that Seobuk-ro in Chongqing is on Madorim’s side.
In this situation, if the young prince of Madorim appears in the south, an unfortunate incident could occur.
Jinmu-rip snickered.
“Don’t be afraid, I will protect you if anything happens.”
Judaeha’s expression became strangely distorted.
Whatever the reason, I couldn’t go back alone.
As expected, as we approached the south, we were met with harsh stares from all directions.
Occasionally, a flash of spirit would come to me, mingling with the living.
‘What on earth are you thinking?’
Jinmu-rip looked around calmly as if he was walking around his own living room.
As the eyes on all sides increased, the bond finally sent a message.
[Little Prince. The watchers are secretly following you. It is dangerous to go too deep.]
[Hey, kid. You’re so scared.]
Jinmu-rip suddenly turned around and shouted at the alley on the right.
“Kids! Stop following me around like that and come out! I’m the one who came into someone else’s house, so why is the landlord hiding?”
Yudae’s eyes widened as if they were going to tear at the sudden provocation.
“Little prince!”
Soon after, sword-wielding warriors poured out from the alleys on all sides.
Jinmu Rip, who was counting the number of people one by one with his index finger, looked at Yoo Dae-ha after counting past thirty.
“That’s a lot.”
“······.”
Jinmu-rip turned his head, smiling awkwardly.
“Who has the brain?”
A man with sharp eyes and a sword in his hand stepped forward.
“You have a lot of guts. I am the tacit consent of Soo-bong.”
Jinmu-rip looked him up and down and said.
“I came to see you.”
The silent sign’s eyes narrowed.
“You came to see me?”
Jinmu Rip took out the bundle of vouchers he had received upon being appointed as the Northwestern Governor.
“I will hire all of you.”
When Jinmu-rip threw the bundle of vouchers without even listening to the answer, Yu Dae-ha’s eyes widened.
[Your Majesty! Those who follow the Great Inspection will not respond!]
The eyes of the silent signatory, who had unexpectedly accepted a large sum of money, also widened.
“Your Majesty. Are you crazy?”
“I’m in my right mind.”
“Then don’t you know who is behind us?”
“You didn’t know that, did you? It has nothing to do with the Grand Inspection Office, so don’t worry.”
Muk In-pyo, who was counting the vouchers while keeping his eyes fixed on Jin Mu-rip, snickered.
“If it’s something unrelated to the Grand Inspectorate, then it doesn’t matter. So, what do you want me to do?”
Jinmu-rip took two steps back and pointed at Yu Dae-ha.
“The request is murder. Time is two angles. The goal is unity. If you succeed, the money is all yours.”
The pupils of the hot-tempered Jewish man shook violently.
“Hey, are you crazy?”
However, Jinmu-rip did not drive out Yu Dae-ha without a plan.
‘Here, there are no subordinates for you to harm, and no comrades for you to harm. You can swing your sword as much as you want.’
Jinmu-rip smiled faintly and waved his hand as he slowly backed away.
“Don’t die.”
