◈ Episode 51. A splendid return
After leaving the branch, Judae ran to the safe house prepared by Jinmu-rip.
As Yudae-ha, who had been looking around, climbed over the wall, three unmanned men suddenly appeared and aimed their swords at him.
“Me.”
The Black Widow members who recognized Judae all put away their swords.
Behind them, the Black Dragon Lord Jiwol-in appeared.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes. Where is Lord Rim?”
“Please wait inside.”
“The beggars of the open world will come here in the morning. We must prepare to move quickly.”
“I will speak.”
Jiwol-in hurried inside.
“Your Majesty, you should get ready.”
Cho Moo-gang, who was drinking tea with Woo Ga-san, the head of the Oerimwonju, put down his teacup and stood up.
“circumference.”
Ugasan bowed respectfully.
“Yes. I will prepare it quickly.”
It was two days ago that the group of Cho Moo-gang, who had secretly left Chongqing, arrived in Chengdu.
They stopped at the threshold of the church, split up into pairs without being noticed, and entered the house Jinmu-rip had prepared.
No one in the Sacheon Alliance knew that they had arrived in the city.
That would be the case, since all of the transmission routes of the Chongqing Sejaks were blocked under the orders of Chomugang.
As Chomugang was moving according to Jinmurip’s plan, Hancheonwol’s eight-headed carriage entered the north gate and arrived near the branch office.
“The weather is nice today.”
The cold air came in through the slightly open window, and the blue sky was visible.
The man sitting across from me, Dangmun-gyeong, spoke.
“I really wonder what kind of child he is.”
“I hope that the child lives up to your expectations. Then, wouldn’t it be worthwhile to come and see him in person?”
They looked at each other and smiled softly, and felt the carriage gradually slowing down and the noise outside growing louder.
“Was this place always this crowded?”
At Han Cheon-wol’s words, Dang Moon-kyung narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.
“It looks like that kid is preparing something.”
“Of course not for us.”
“I guess so. I’m looking forward to that too.”
As a strange excitement appeared on Tang Moon-kyung’s face, Han Cheon-wol stuck out his tongue inwardly.
“You are truly… … an incomprehensible person.”
From adults to children.
The area in front of the branch was so crowded that there was no place to stand.
The Iron Sword agents, who had been warned in advance and arrived, climbed up to the roof of a nearby building and watched over the branch.
The army commander’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.
“I feel like something fun is going to happen.”
Lee Hwan, standing nearby, asked.
“Have you heard anything from the little prince?”
“No. He just told me to come and watch with you guys.”
The people who filled the area around the branch were all those invited by Gae-Keong-Do.
“When does it start?”
“Just wait a moment. The branch door hasn’t even opened yet.”
Shinpyeong muttered as he looked at the crowd of people.
“What the hell are these people?”
If they were going to gather this many people, they probably had to prepare for it several days in advance.
This is the city. If Jinmu-rip is up to something, there’s no way the Sacheon Alliance wouldn’t know.
But it was strange because they had not heard anything about it.
At that moment, Cheong-woo jumped up onto the roof from below.
“I’m back.”
The army officer asked.
“Did you find out?”
“Yes. I looked into it. Hehehe.”
Cheong-woo, who went to find out why they had gathered, let out a hollow laugh.
“It was really nothing.”
Danryehwa glanced over the fence and immediately ran inside.
“There are more people than I expected?”
Judging by the number of people, there seemed to be at least a thousand.
The Open Society, which has less than ten members, has managed to gather this many people in less than half an hour.
“The more people, the better.”
Jinmu Rip, the symbol of Madorim, wearing a black robe and a shiny black long robe, stood up with the Unkwang Sword on his waist.
“Does it look okay?”
Jinmu Rip, who wore a black hero hat on his forehead, did not have a separate Heonangjangbu.
‘I forgot for a moment. That’s the kind of person you were originally.’
If you go out like this, at least you will be able to attract people’s attention.
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“What are you doing? I need to change my clothes.”
Danryeonhwa’s eyes widened.
“Me too?”
Jinmu-rip smiled and put his arm around her shoulder.
“Since we’re going to do it, let’s do it properly.”
These are the guys who are trying to devour Madorim’s bones and flesh.
If so, we need to show that we are definitely not an easy opponent.
* * *
The noise in front of the branch reached its peak.
“But didn’t Madorim fail? The Sacheon Alliance never even bothered to look at him until now. Why are you suddenly trying to recruit him?”
“I knew it too.”
“Haven’t you heard yet? I heard that Madorim recently destroyed the Great Sword Clan and regained control of Chungkyung. So, maybe the Sacheon Alliance has reached out to them as well?”
“Is that true?”
“I’ve only heard it as a rumor… … If we watch today, we’ll be able to find out what’s true.”
As everyone’s eyes lit up with anticipation, a loud shout rose from beyond the curtain of humanity.
“Open the way!”
As the people gathered in front of the branch split to the left and right, a carriage drawn by twenty escorts and eight black horses appeared.
“This is the carriage of the Four Heavenly Lords.”
“You really came.”
I heard about it from the beggars of openness, but I was half in doubt.
But when I saw it with my own eyes, I could see that what the beggars said was true.
Of course, they didn’t come purely to see the Four Heavenly Kings.
The eight-wheeled carriage, which had been slowing down, stopped in front of the branch’s main gate.
The carriage door opened slowly, Tang Mun-gyeong got out, and then Han Cheon-wol appeared in a gray military uniform embroidered with a phoenix.
“He is the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings.”
Because it was a rare sight, the crowd’s heated gaze poured in.
As Han Cheon-wol smiled gently and raised her hand to greet the crowd, the main gate of the branch opened and Yong-chu, wearing a purple robe, appeared.
“The young prince of Madorim has come out!”
The loud shouts were more than enough to attract the attention of the crowd that was focused on Han Cheon-wol.
As the fierce-looking Yongchu, who looked like one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Buddhism, slowly stepped aside, two dazzlingly beautiful men and women appeared behind him.
Jin Mu-rip, dressed in black military attire and wearing a long robe gifted by Danryeohwa.
Danryehwa, who was dressed up in the red royal attire gifted by Jinmu Rip, was surprisingly naked.
“Oh… … .”
A collective gasp of excitement erupted from the crowd.
A young man with a handsome appearance that makes Songok and Ban-an go away, and a peerless beauty following him quietly.
The two people’s shining appearances were so striking that it was difficult not to admire them.
A bitter smile appeared on Tang Moon-kyung’s lips.
‘Hahaha. I didn’t know you could use this method.’
I wondered what he had prepared, but it turned out to be a way to attract attention by using his appearance.
But looking at the crowd’s reaction, it couldn’t be seen as a bad method.
‘Anything can be used for a purpose?’
Somehow I had a feeling that it would be fun if this guy joined the Sacheon Alliance.
Of course, not to the other person but to yourself.
Jinmu-rip, who was receiving everyone’s attention, sent a message to Danryehwa.
[Are you okay?]
It’s asking what the cotton is like.
When she smiled brightly, all the men’s eyes filled with rapture.
[Since we’re going to do it, why don’t we make a proper drawing?]
Let everyone know that today’s main character is Madorim.
A plan to proclaim to the world that Madorim, who had lost his former status and fallen, is not dead yet.
Jinmu-rip smiled with satisfaction.
Dan Ryeo-hwa never dreamed that her looks would be used in this way in her life.
The experiences she gained while working with Jinmu Rip were slowly changing her.
She sent the call again.
[It’s okay since I changed the eyes from my original face. No one in Sacheon will recognize me anyway.]
In fact, even in Gangnam, there were very few people who knew her real face.
Because I used it every time I went outside.
Jinmu-rip glanced at her and said.
[That face isn’t bad, but the original is much better.]
Jin Mu-rip, who had said those words and strode forward, could not see the faint blush spreading across her face.
A faint wrinkle appeared between Han Cheon-wol’s eyebrows as his gaze was instantly stolen.
‘You look exactly like Choi Lin. Even your cleverness is like that of that child.’
But when Jinmu-rip arrived, a smile spread across his lips instead of the wrinkles between his eyebrows.
Jinmu Rip took the lottery ticket very politely.
“Jinwu-rip, the young prince of Madorim in Chungkyung. I greet the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings.”
“Nice to meet you. It’s Hancheonwol-il.”
“We sincerely thank you for coming all the way here to invite our Madorim to the Sacheon Alliance.”
“Although we have been lax in our interactions, Madorim is also a proud member of the Sacheon martial arts world. How could we not join Madorim when he has shown his determination by establishing a branch in Seongdo? And… … .”
Han Cheon-wol looked around at everyone and smiled brightly as he spoke jokingly.
“Jeomchangsingeom and Talhonilseom came all the way here but were treated coldly and returned, so I have no choice but to come myself.”
These two people are respected not only by the martial arts world of Sacheon, but also by the people of the world.
Han Cheon-wol brought them up to slightly criticize Jin Mu-rip for his rudeness.
As expected, the crowd began to stir little by little.
“Master Hano and Master Kang treated me coldly?”
“Is that true?”
But Jinmu-rip did not lose his smile.
“I’m sorry, but I have difficulty understanding what you’re saying. I’ve never heard of anyone like that coming to the branch, and if they had, I would have invited them inside.”
It doesn’t matter if there are one or two witnesses.
What can I do if I’m not a party to the matter?
Han Cheon-wol inwardly stuck out his tongue at Jin Mu-rip’s shameless attitude.
But I can’t show it in front of everyone, and asking any further questions would only make me look petty.
Han Cheon-wol said with a forced smile.
“I see. An upright young man like you would never have done something like that knowingly.”
There was a strange tension between those who looked at each other and smiled.
‘It’s time to move on now.’
Once the conversation between the two began, the effect of drawing attention to one’s appearance ended.
Now we have to move on to the next thing.
Jin Mu-rip quickly checked over Han Cheon-wol’s shoulder and opened his mouth.
“Now all the parties involved are gathered.”
At that moment, as the rear began to stir, Han Cheon-wol’s gaze turned back, mixed with doubt.
A thunderous roar erupted from beyond the crowd.
“Open the way!”
The dense crowd parted to the left and right, and a magnificent golden carriage pulled by eight white horses appeared.
It was even more magnificent than the carriage of the Four Heavenly Kings.
While the signalmen and black dragons of the Chomu River stood guard on the left and right with a frosty air, Chomu River stood proudly on the roof of the carriage, looking down on the world while waving a black robe embroidered with a yellow dragon.
Yoo Dae-ha, who was sitting on the horse’s back, shouted.
“The Lord Madorim has arrived!”
Unlike the previous appearances, the surroundings were filled with a suffocating silence.
His sturdy physique, his sharp eyes like a tiger’s, and the gentle prayers that flowed naturally from his entire body were enough to overwhelm the audience.
Jinmu Rip’s intention was carried out exactly.
Awe began to spread across the crowd’s eyes as they looked at Cho Moo-gang and his party.
Who can say that Madorim is ruined after seeing these?
Cho Moo-gang’s carriage stopped exactly next to the carriage that Han Cheon-wol had arrived in.
As if to show who the main character of today is.
Han Cheon-wol, who noticed Jin Mu-rip’s intentions, smiled bitterly.
‘I got hit in the head.’
The moment when it is announced that Madorim, who had lost his reputation as the best in Sacheon and was pushed to the border, has returned to the center.
While everyone’s attention was focused on Cho Moo-kang, he was just a follower of theirs.
Only after the carriage had completely stopped did Chomu Kang jump out and bow politely.
“This is Madorim’s Chomugang.”
The opponent is not a mere prince, but the leader of a faction.
It was a bitter day, but I couldn’t help but be polite.
“I am Han Cheon-wol, the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings.”
“I know it is not polite to keep your Majesty standing for so long, but I have just one thing to say to everyone gathered here.”
Han Cheon-wol said, swallowing a hollow laugh.
“I see.”
Cho Moo-gang jumped back onto the roof of the carriage and politely took the lottery ticket from everyone.
“It is a joyous day for our Madorim to become a member of the Sacheon Alliance. We have prepared plenty of alcohol and meat for everyone gathered here, so enjoy yourself to your heart’s content today!”
These are the words the crowd has been waiting for more than anything else.
Would a commoner, not even an uninhabited person, come here like a cloud to see Sacheonmaeng and Madorim?
They had fallen for the temptation of the open beggars who promised them that they could drink and eat as much meat as they wanted.
From behind the carriage, dozens of servants and a wagon loaded with meat appeared.
“Wow!”
“Madorim is the best!”
As the crowd’s cheers soared into the sky, Army Chief of Staff, who was watching the whole situation from the rooftop, burst into laughter.
“Hahaha! He’s really a funny guy.”
