The Mysterious World’s Greatest Martial Artist Little Prince Chapter 53

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◈ Episode 53. Sacheonmaeng

The news that Madorim was coming caused a stir within the Sacheon Alliance.

The center of attention was, of course, Jin Mu-rip.

From the story of breaking down the Great Sword Gate to the unconfirmed fact that he captured the Bloodthirsty Sura, it was only natural that he would be of interest, as he was a person who stirred up so many different topics.

Led by Jinmu-rip and Uga-san, about a hundred warriors crossed the main gate.

Jinmu-rip looked around and let out a gasp.

“Wow~. The air here is different.”

Each of the dozen or so three-story pavilions was surrounded by high walls, and the five-story pavilion standing tall in the center seemed to be the residence of the leader.

But the air that Jinmu-rip was talking about was not the cold air felt between buildings, but the hot gaze pouring in from all directions.

‘Is the author Jinmu-rip, the young prince of Madorim?’

‘Is that the guy who humiliated the leader in the castle?’

It wasn’t difficult to figure out.

Because the rumor that she was so beautiful that people couldn’t take their eyes off her spread throughout the city.

Among the women, Jinmu Rip was already famous by the nickname Okryong (玉龍).

Of course, the young warriors of the Sacheon Alliance called themselves Gwangryong (狂龍), meaning crazy dragon, instead of Okryong.

Not only at the corners of the wall, but even at the windows of the tall pavilion, people were crowded together and looking in this direction.

This is not a simple passing-by.

The moment you smile and take a step forward.

Danryehwa’s hand quickly approached and covered his mouth.

Then, a small, inaudible whisper seeps into my ear.

“Don’t do that. It’s embarrassing.”

Jinmu-rip slightly removed her hand and turned his head.

“Do you know what I can do?”

A coldness settled in her drowsy eyes.

“Whatever it is.”

“… … .”

It’s a look in her eyes that makes it seem like she shouldn’t reject it.

At that moment, a group of unmanned people poured out of the alley.

“The Iron Sword Band greets you, Your Majesty!”

The soldiers all raised their voices in unison to the loud shouts of the army’s command.

“Hello, my lord!”

Woogasan stepped forward, gently brushing his beard.

“Nice to meet you. It’s Ugasan.”

Lee Hwan and Shin Pyeong stepped forward.

“I will guide you to Unryonggak.”

“Please.”

Even as we entered the alley, the pouring gazes showed no sign of abating.

Jinmu Rip, who was passing in front of the tall pavilion in the center, stopped for a moment.

“Is this where the leader resides?”

Shin Pyeong, who was following him, answered.

“Yes. It’s called Jungmokwon.”

The pavilion named Jungmokwon stood tall, as if looking down on the Sacheon martial arts world.

‘Now is the time to take one step.’

In order to regain the status of Sacheonjeilse, we must overcome that place.

It was so close that I could almost reach out and touch it, but I still couldn’t grab the building.

But it’s not a place that’s out of reach.

Because he is leading the heavens and has succeeded in even greater challenges.

Ugasan came and asked.

“Your Highness. What’s the matter?”

Jinmu-rip, who was looking back and forth between the face of Ugasan and the top floor of Jungmokwon, smiled faintly.

“Just… … . Nothing.”

A more polite tone of speech than usual.

Woogasan smiled broadly, guessing that he was trying to establish his prestige in front of his subordinates.

As the stopped steps continued, Woogasan asked Shinpyeong.

“Where is Geumho University?”

Shinpyeong answered cautiously.

“I’m already… … in Unryonggak.”

It is clear that Woogasan is being ignored by the newly appointed chief minister, who does not even give a single glance to him.

‘Is this the pride of the Four Great Factions?’

When I think about pride, I can’t help but laugh.

This is because the things Jinmu-rip did in Chongqing came to mind.

Woogasan, who guessed their intentions, nodded without showing it.

Those who passed the arboretum went around the long wall to the northwest and arrived in front of the small main gate.

This place, which had a three-story pavilion, two buildings that appeared to be lodgings, and three training grounds, was the Unryongak given to Jinmu Rip and his party.

Ugasan looked around and said.

“It’s more spacious inside than I thought.”

It seemed that even the two two-story dormitories, let alone the main building, could easily accommodate several hundred people.

I thought they would deliberately assign me to a bad place, but it was a better place than I thought.

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Hwan Lee, who guessed what was going on, smiled and said.

“Actually, all the pavilions except for the central tree garden have similar structures. Our iron swordsmen have temporarily unpacked their belongings in the quarters on the right. We will move whenever you order us to.”

“Let’s go in first.”

While moving from the main gate to the main hall, Geumho-dae, who was locked in the left quarters, did not show his face even once.

However, Woogasan’s internal energy was not shallow enough to be shaken by the small provocations of the later indexes.

Geumho University’s accommodations.

The reviewers gathered on the first floor and opened the door slightly and spoke cautiously.

“It looks like the footnotes have arrived.”

“Is it really okay if I don’t go out?”

Even though they have a strong backing, it’s not like they haven’t learned manners.

While they were hesitating, Iljojang Dangjungho appeared.

“Do you want to go out?”

“… … .”

A bitter smile spread across Dang Joong-ho’s lips.

“If you want to go out, go out. No one ever told you not to go out.”

When there is no mission, the martial arts fanatic Daeju Dangcheon and his deputy Jin Seol-ran stay in the training ground and rarely show up.

As a result, the person who was the most frightening to the agents was Dang Joong-ho.

As the agents went inside, looking around, Dang Joong-ho said with a pitiful look on his face.

“You stupid people who don’t even know that their rice bowl is being stolen.”

At that moment, Dangwoo came down the stairs.

“older brother.”

Dang Joong-ho’s brow furrowed.

Until recently, Dang-woo had been openly ignored as a collateral bloodline, but after returning from the martial arts world, he had changed into a different person.

‘Since when did you call me ‘brother’?’

No matter how fearless Dang Joong-ho is, as long as he is a member of the Dang family, he cannot just go out to his direct line.

Dang Joong-ho asked, hiding his discomfort.

“What’s going on?”

“The captain and deputy captain are away. Shouldn’t you go out and lead the men?”

Dang Joong-ho, who felt that Dang-woo’s changed appearance was pretentious, wanted to throw a punch at him.

“The Three Princes.”

“Yes, brother.”

“You probably don’t know much since you’ve only been in the Sacheon Alliance for a few days. Don’t you know what happened to the leader in Seongdo? Madorim and I are on the same side, but we’re not on the same side.”

Even though Dangwoo was ignorant of the ways of the world, he knew that the Four Great Factions were keeping Madorim in check.

But now that we are part of the same Sacheon Alliance, what’s the point of holding them back?

Dang Woo had no intention of making Jin Mu-rip his enemy.

“Brother. The young prince of Madorim is a truly fearsome person. You must not become his enemy.”

Perhaps no one in the Sichuan Alliance knows the fear of Jinmu Rip better than Dangwoo.

Because I was hit so close to death.

But there’s no way Dang Joong-ho would know that.

“It is a laughing matter to the world that the three princes of the Tang family are afraid of a mere Madorim. Then why don’t you go alone?”

Dang Joong-ho, who was passing Dang-woo with a distorted face, stopped for a moment.

“And it’s awkward to call me ‘hyung.’ Please call me ‘squad leader’ here.”

Dang Woo, who was staring blankly at the spot where Dang Joong Ho had disappeared, bit his lip.

‘It’s my karma, so I can’t blame anyone.’

Jinmu-rip’s cruel smile appeared in Dang-woo’s mind as he let out a sigh as if he was about to die.

‘Is it really okay if I don’t go?’

I definitely had to go, but I just didn’t have the courage to meet him alone.

That doesn’t mean there’s anyone who will go with you.

The status of the Three Princes of Tang Family is only recognized among the rascals who drink together, and no one treats them well here, where many of the most famous figures have gathered.

Dang-woo suddenly felt lonely and pitiful about his situation.

‘Here… … I can’t change.’

After parting ways with Dang Woo, Dang Jung Ho secretly left the dormitory and arrived at the pavilion.

Bigukju Dangmun-gyeong smiled brightly and stood up from her seat as if she had been waiting for him.

“Come in. I know you’re going to be very confused as you’ve been transferred so suddenly.”

“No, my lord. Just a moment ago, the Madorim warriors entered Unryongak.”

“Why are you in such a hurry to say something so important? Since we’re here, let’s sit down and have a cup of tea first.”

A faint smile spread across Dang Joong-ho’s lips at the warm consideration.

After exchanging some ordinary conversation, when the bottom of the teacup was visible, Tang Mun-gyeong asked.

“It’s always a messy day when a new member comes in. My colleagues at Geumho University must be very confused as well.”

“It’s a little messy.”

“I heard that Geumho-dae didn’t come out to greet you. Did the governor or the young prince say anything?”

“Yes. There hasn’t been much of a reaction yet.”

Dang Moon-kyung nodded and lowered his voice heavily.

“Jungho.”

“Yes, your Majesty.”

“If we, the collateral lineage, are to survive in this harsh world of martial arts, we have no choice but to rely on each other.”

“I know that too.”

As a collateral person, his future lies with the Sichuan Alliance, not with the Tang family.

That is why Tang Wenjing, who was from the same collateral lineage and rose to the position of Bigakju of the Sacheon Alliance, was his idol and goal.

“If you know, that’s fine. If anything happens, come see me anytime.”

I know what this means.

Dang Joong-ho, his eyes sparkling, slowly lowered his head.

“Yes, your Majesty.”

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Including the Black Shadow Corps, Iron Sword Corps, and Golden Tiger Corps, each of which had about a hundred members, the total number of warriors in Unryonggak was over three hundred.

Woogasan, who had figured out the structure of Unryonggak, temporarily assigned Heukyeongdae’s quarters to this floor of the central hall, and used the third floor as his office and residence.

After the room assignments were completed, Jinmu-rip went to the headmaster’s office.

Jiwol-in, who had been sitting with the army commander, immediately stood up and bowed.

“His Majesty went to the royal court to receive the seal.”

“okay?”

“I heard from the Lord about the reorganization plan for the troops. He said that he would select twenty-five men each from the Black Spirit Corps and the Iron Sword Corps and assign them to the Lord. I was talking about this with the Sixth Dimension.”

The unit reorganization plan was already in place with Ugasan before coming here.

But one thing that Jiwol-in had said was missing.

“We are also planning to recruit twenty-five students from Geumho University.”

Doubt spread across Jiwol-in’s eyes.

“Are you talking about Geumho University?”

“okay.”

The army name sounded interesting.

“Should we listen to these guys who ignore footnotes?”

Jinmu-rip sat down in front of him and asked.

“How do you think I can get him to listen to you? Maybe I should beat him up a bit?”

“Hahaha! As expected, you’re a funny guy. Haha… … Huh? Huh?”

The eyes of the army commander who had been laughing for a long time widened.

“really?”

Because Jinmu Rip’s expression was filled with sincerity.

Jin Mu-rip smiled brightly as he recalled the Tangmun-gyeong in his mind.

‘It was your mistake to leave Geumho-dae to Unryong-gak.’

Jinmu-rip said, tapping the table.

“We don’t need any of the talented ones. We need the weakest ones in Geumho-dae, the ones who want to rise to the top, twenty-five. You know the situation better than we do, so bring us a list by tomorrow.”

“As the weakest one?”

Army Commander, who tilted his head, soon noticed Jinmu Rip’s thoughts and smiled brightly.

“Okay.”

When the story was over, Jinmu-rip stood up from his seat.

“Send me the personnel selected from each unit by lunchtime tomorrow.”

Jinmu-rip came out and found Dang-woo loitering in front of the door.

“Long time no see?”

“100 million!”

Dang-woo was startled by the voice coming from behind him and fell backwards.

“Cow, cow, little prince?”

“Were you at Geumho University?”

The moment I saw Jinmu Rip’s smile, the memories of that day came back vividly and my whole body felt numb.

“Yes, that’s right. A while ago… … .”

“It looks like you came to see me.”

“That’s it, that’s it… … .”

He was shivering, but only after he turned his eyes away did he feel peace of mind.

Dangwoo said as if he had made up his mind.

“Please put me in the little prince’s unit.”

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