◈ Episode 62. Return
The Gwangmudae buried the dead bloody people in the ground.
By the time they had covered the bloodstains with dirt and erased the traces of the battle, the bright moon was already setting.
Only after the excitement of battle has died down does the cold begin to set in.
Jinmu-rip lit ten bonfires.
“I’ll let you rest well in the village tomorrow, so be satisfied with this for today.”
Jo Young-seong rubbed the bridge of his nose.
“How can a man choose where to lie down?”
Even when he first started out, Jo Young-seong hated living on the streets so much.
He sat down at the fire first, just like everyone else.
It wasn’t just his own change.
Those who used to hang out together when resting or sleeping while moving sit together without distinguishing groups.
Their eyes and speech toward each other also reveal a bond they had never seen before.
They were becoming true colleagues, looking after each other’s injuries and patting each other on the shoulder to say they had worked hard.
Jin Mu-rip, who had been looking around at his subordinates, approached Dang So-so, who was feeling Kang Yu-wol’s pulse.
“how is it?”
“There is no effect of addiction. It seems that you are just very tired because you have been moving too much.”
“I will stay by your side, so you go and rest.”
“But the Lord······.”
“It’s okay, go and rest.”
After thinking for a moment, Dang So-so sat down next to Kang Yu-wol, hugging her knees.
“I’ll rest here.”
Tang So-so, who fought from the rear due to the nature of his martial arts, knows that Jin Mu-rip is the one who moves the most and fights breathlessly more than anyone else.
Jinmu Rip’s vision was always open to the whole, anytime and anywhere.
Even while fighting the enemy in front of him, when his subordinates are in danger, he moves like a ghost to fill the gap.
Sometimes I wondered if it was really okay to move like that.
‘If someone other than Daejoo had been given the same task, would he have been able to achieve the same results today?’
First of all, it is impossible for oneself.
No matter who I thought of, it seemed like no one would be able to carry out the mission more perfectly than Jinmu Rip.
The heat of the swaying campfire brings fatigue to your whole body.
But she didn’t fall asleep.
In the heavy silence, no one opened their mouths, but everyone was awake.
They went to sleep only after confirming that Jinmu-rip had closed his eyes.
Everyone knew without saying anything.
Today’s victory was possible because of Jinmu Rip.
* * *
Gwangmudae returned to Sacheonmaeng.
Unryongak was reborn with the addition of Madorim.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on Gwangmu-dae, who had returned after completing their first mission.
“Was there a battle?”
“On your first mission? It wasn’t just a simple investigation mission?”
Everyone could guess that the Gwangmu Corps had returned from a battle, as their blood-stained clothes still bore the marks of battle.
Judging by their bright and confident expressions, it is clear that they have returned victorious.
When we arrived in front of the arboretum, Kang Yu-wol said.
“I’ll go and report first. You go back to Unryonggak with your subordinates and rest until I send someone.”
“Are you okay?”
“Of course.”
His complexion was noticeably better than before.
As Kang Yu-wol disappeared carrying the coffin of the Bloody Night Madman, Gwangmu-dae returned to Unryongak amidst the pouring gazes.
As some of the Heukyeongdae and Geumhodae came out after hearing the news, Jinmurip spoke to Ugasan.
“Daeju Jinmu-rip and seventy-six others. They have completed their mission and returned.”
Everyone’s expressions were clearly tired, but their eyes were incomparably sharp.
‘The little prince has done something again.’
Woogasan smiled broadly and looked around the stage.
“Everyone, you’ve worked hard. Let’s talk later. Today, go in and get some rest.”
“yes.”
As Jin Mu-rip followed Uga Mountain into the central hall, Jin Seol-ran, who had been watching from afar, approached Dang So-so.
“You’ve worked hard. Wasn’t it hard?”
“I haven’t done much.”
“huh?”
The bloodstains on the clothes are unusual, considering that nothing happened.
Dang So-so smiled brightly.
“The little prince of Madorim is truly an amazing person. I need to rest for a bit, so let’s talk again later.”
Jin Seol-ran, who was staring at Dang So-so as she walked away, tilted her head.
‘What happened?’
I couldn’t help but be curious about how the child who had been so reluctant to leave Geumho University had changed into a different person after just one mission.
Hwan Lee, who dragged his tired body into his room, entered the narrow hallway.
‘I guess I need to change my clothes and wash up first.’
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As Hwan turned the corner, he stepped aside at the sound of someone on the other side, and someone appeared and bumped into his shoulder.
“Huh.”
In front of Lee Hwan, who had taken a step back, was the frowning Kumho Corps captain, Guk Cheol-yeong.
“Where are you looking at?”
He, a disciple of Cheongseong, was known to have been close to Dang Jung-ho and to have been critical of the later leaders of the Zhongsobangpa.
Lee Hwan lowered his head as if it were his habit.
“I’m sorry.”
At that moment, someone’s hand was placed on Yi Hwan’s shoulder.
“It’s not your fault that you walked too fast in the narrow hallway. What are you sorry about?”
The owner of the rebellious tone was Jo Young-seong.
The two men were fellow students who entered Cheongseongpa at the same time, and were known to not be on good terms.
Kook Chul-young glared at Jo Young-seong and said.
“Did you end up with a swollen liver after following that baseless guy around?”
Jo Young-seong is not someone who is easily pushed around in arguments.
“The nephew of the Madorim family has no roots? Then where are the roots of you, an orphan who begged and was taken in by Cheongseong?”
When Jo Young-seong touched Chibu, sparks flew into Kook Chul-young’s eyes.
“what?”
Then someone appeared behind them.
“Get out of the way.”
The owner of the cold voice was Geumho Daeju Dangcheon.
Kook Chul-young, who was shaking his fist, suppressed his anger and stepped aside.
As the path opened, Jo Young-seong took Lee Hwan into his room.
Kookcheolyoung said, gritting his teeth.
“Daeju. The arrogance of those guys called Gwangmudae is sky-high. It would be a good idea to take action sometime.”
“National Railroad Company.”
At Dangcheon’s sharp gaze, Gukcheolyoung’s expression became polite as if nothing had happened.
“yes.”
“If you have time to worry about the wrong things, swing your sword one more time.”
“······.”
As Dangcheon disappeared, Gukcheolyeong’s face became distorted terribly.
‘Whose side is that guy on?’
Hwan Lee came into the room and smiled awkwardly.
“Thank you.”
“Thank you, it was his fault. You must be tired. Get some rest.”
Jo Young-seong, who was going out, glanced back before opening the door.
“You are a team leader like me, so please speak comfortably from now on.”
As Jo Young-seong left, Lee Hwan sat on the bed and muttered softly.
“We are in the same group.”
Although he is said to be the successor of the Bukcheon Do-mun, he himself is from a powerless small and medium-sized faction, and his opponent is a later leader of the Four Great Factions.
This is something that was unimaginable before Jinmu-rip came.
Hwan, lying on the bed, smiled brightly as he felt the change.
* * *
Woogasan, who was sitting across from Jinmurip for the first time in a while, poured him some tea and spoke.
“The expression on the stage has changed a lot.”
Jinmu-rip smiled mischievously.
“After rolling around under me a few times, everyone changes like that.”
“Haha. Anyway, the little prince.”
Woogasan let out a hollow laugh and shook his head.
Jinmu-rip asked.
“Are you in a relationship with Yongchu?”
“After the little prince left, he locked himself in the underground training room as if he were a prisoner and never came out.”
Jin Mu-rip nodded with a satisfied expression and took a sip of tea.
“Do you know anything about the actual marriage of the Blood Cult?”
Although Madorim and Hyukyo have completely different temperaments, they branched off from the same roots a very long time ago, so it seemed like there wasn’t a lack of information.
“Did you meet a married person on this mission?”
“They say he’s a bloodthirsty maniac.”
It was clearly written that way in the letter that Seo Jin-hwan wrote and sent after hearing the enemy’s story in Jangwon.
Jinmu Rip calmly explained every step of the mission.
As he listened to the story and tried to recall his memories, something suddenly flashed through Ugasan’s mind.
“I’m sure I’ve seen that name before.”
I had clearly seen the same name in the archives that recorded the history of Madorim.
“At the time, there were only theoretical real people, so there weren’t many records left. However, the last line of the section that recorded the Bloody Night Man said this.”
Ugasan licked his dry lips and spoke softly.
“A monster who can overcome the impossible and reach perfection is capable of drenching the world in blood.”
“A monster······. That’s definitely not wrong.”
If the bloodthirsty maniac you met was a failure, the finished product is likely to be even worse.
“You’ve been researching persistently for over a hundred and fifty years without giving up?”
“They left Cheonsan and founded the Blood Cult to study it. They wouldn’t have given up so easily.”
Jinmu Rip recalled his fight with the Bloody Night Man.
A monster with bones stronger than steel that won’t die even if its heart is torn apart.
Although he did cut off the neck at the end, we can’t say for sure that it was a weakness.
‘How will the leader turn out?’
At that moment, the sound of footsteps in the hallway grew closer and stopped in front of the door.
“There was a message from the leader to invite the two of you, the lord and the great lord, to Jungmokwon.”
“Okay.”
As Jinmu-rip and Uga-san left Unryong-gak, the atmosphere in Jungmok-won became quite unusual.
With all the leaders of the Four Heavenly Alliance gathered, Kang Yu-wol struck the corpse of the Blood Knight with his sword.
Kang!
Sparks fly from the sword that hits the bone.
A hollow laugh is heard from somewhere.
“Haha, that guy is really tough.”
Kang Yu-wol looked around at everyone and said at that indifferent voice.
“They were creating a monster in the difficult terrain of the West. Thanks to the efforts of the Gwangmu Commander, we were able to retrieve the body, but this is something that should never be overlooked.”
“Are you saying that it wasn’t caught by the true person?”
“That kid caught it······.”
In the small commotion, Kang Yu-wol regretted his mistake.
‘I should have just said I caught it.’
If they said that they had a hard time catching it, they would be on guard, but if they said that they were caught by the later index of Madorim, who is not even a member of the Four Great Sects, they would not be so afraid.
At that moment, the leader, Han Cheon-wol, strode forward.
“Everyone, step back.”
It was none other than his own priest who said this.
Han Cheon-wol knew better than anyone that Kang Yu-wol was not a person who would ever say empty words.
Han Cheon-wol, who had raised his sword and drawn up his stamina, struck the bloody madman’s leg hard.
Boom!
The corpse shook with a loud noise, and the sharp blade dug into the bone and bounced off.
“hmm.”
Han Cheon-wol, who was quietly sleeping, furrowed his brows.
The footnote speaker Dangmun Kyung approached and asked cautiously.
“Your Majesty. What do you think?”
Even though Jinmu Rip had caught him, this incident was directly related to the safety of the Sacheon martial arts world, and he did not take this incident lightly.
Han Cheon-wol answered.
“I haven’t seen it myself, but if it doesn’t die even if its heart is torn apart, and its bones are this strong, it would be very difficult for ordinary warriors to deal with. I don’t think we should ignore the priest’s words.”
At that moment, the voice of the messenger was heard from outside the door.
“The Unryonggakju and Gwangmu Daeju have arrived.”
“Open the door.”
The two people who finally arrived at the main gate of Jungmokwon bowed respectfully.
Ugasan said.
“I heard you found it.”
“Welcome.”
Woogasan looked around and swallowed a bitter smile.
Because all the leaders of the Sacheon Alliance, excluding himself, were gathered there.
‘It seems there is something you want to hear from the young prince.’
If not, I would have ended up ignoring Unryongak.
Han Cheon-wol looked at Jin Mu-rip and smiled brightly.
“I heard you did a great job this time. You worked hard.”
It is a great feat that cannot be hidden to capture the Bloody Night Man and take down the 100 Bloody Men without any losses.
No matter how prickly Jinmu-rip was, I couldn’t help but praise him.
“thank you.”
Hancheonwol got to the main point.
“I heard that the madman was caught by the madman.”
“They call him a bloodthirsty madman.”
“He’s a bloodthirsty madman.”
Han Cheon-wol, who was stroking his beard, asked again.
“I want to hear your thoughts on dealing with it in person.”
“Do you want my honest opinion?”
“Tell me exactly what you feel.”
Looking around, I saw no sign of tension on the faces of many people.
I can only imagine what Kang Yu-wol must have felt here.
‘Most of these people wouldn’t come to their senses even if their necks were cut off.’
Jinmu-rip swallowed his laughter and spoke with his chest puffed out.
“If there were fifty-nine guys like this, the martial arts world of Sacheon would become a sea of blood.”
Tang Moon-kyung narrowed his eyebrows and asked.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes, but there is something that must not be overlooked.”
“What is that?”
Jinmu Rip’s voice lay heavily on the floor of Daejeon.
“This guy that I finished while dealing with the boss is a failure.”
Tang Mun-gyeong immediately realized that those words had multiple meanings.
‘If he were a fully-fledged madman, he would certainly be an even more difficult opponent. However, the fact that a failure has been released into the world means that the Blood Cult’s experiments may not be over yet.’
After a brief silence, Kang Yu-wol opened his mouth.
“It is as the Great Master of Gwangmu said. So, I would like to ask you one thing here.”
