◈ Episode 88. Into the Unknown Territory
A small banquet was held in the central hall of Unryonggak.
There was no delicacy of food enough to break one’s legs, no noisy music or dancers dancing, but the atmosphere of the banquet hall was brighter than ever.
A top secret mission carried out in enemy territory.
For those who hadn’t had a proper meal for a while, a table full of alcohol and meat was satisfying enough.
“That scene where you were fighting the enemy general on the plateau was really shocking.”
“That’s right. When I first heard the rumors, I didn’t know it would be that bad, but it was beyond my imagination.”
The composure of fighting the enemy’s leader alone and holding back the enemy’s camp was definitely not a feat that the later generations would show.
“Did you guys see that? Even the leaders from Madorim were gaping.”
“Hahaha. They say it was their first time witnessing the martial arts of their leader.”
The Madorim warriors blushed at the story of their comrades.
“In fact, there probably aren’t many people in this world who really know about the little prince.”
“Before the Great Inspection Gate collapsed, the perception of the little prince was not much different from that of the Sacheon Alliance here. He achieved something that no one else could and gained everyone’s recognition.”
“That’s… … . It’s the same here.”
The leaders of Geumho University smiled awkwardly.
Even when he was suddenly assigned to Unryonggak and when the Gwangmu-dae lost its soldiers, there were few who acknowledged Jinmu-rip.
But now the situation is completely opposite.
There is probably no one who does not acknowledge Jinmu Rip.
When Jinmu Rip’s name came up, Dang Jung-ho, who had quietly filled his stomach, went out.
Guk Cheol-yeong, who was sitting next to me, raised his glass with a bitter face.
While spending time with Jinmu Rip, Kookcheolyoung began to realize little by little what he lacked.
The unmanned personnel of the small and medium-sized fire department that had been neglected until now, the unmanned personnel of the Geumho Army that had been dissatisfied with the castle, and the unmanned personnel of Madorim.
As I gradually opened my heart and started to interact with them, I realized that they were just like me, unmanned people.
Kook Chul-young hoped that Dang Joong-ho would think the same way as him.
‘Don’t go where you can’t return.’
* * *
The unmanned units that returned from the west did not leave their quarters for a whole day and night, perhaps due to accumulated fatigue.
Cheonmu-dae, who had entered the Meng-ui Pavilion for treatment, had not come out for two days, and the Unryong-gak’s unmanned personnel showed no signs of coming out of their quarters.
What mission did the warriors of Cheonmu-dae and Unryong-gak perform when they returned from the West?
What happened that more than half of the Cheonmu-dae didn’t return?
All that is known is that the leader and some of his troops went over to the west and rescued the unmanned people who were in danger.
Since there was no official announcement from even the leader of the army, the curiosity of the people grew even more.
A morning where the pouring sunlight drives away the morning frost.
Dongchogae opened the door to the central hall and came out, frowning and stretching.
“Ugh… … . I’m dying.”
Even though two days had passed since I returned, the accumulated fatigue did not go away.
“I’m going out, do you have anything to eat?”
As Dongchogae was rubbing his belly, an army name appeared from the right quarters.
“Aren’t you going home?”
“Where is a home for a beggar? The place that gives him a place to stay and food is my home.”
“Won’t the shareholders be worried?”
“Oops!”
Dongchogae, who had come to his senses, opened his eyes wide.
“Tell the little prince that I’m going home!”
Dongchogae, who had run out of Unryonggak, ran out of breath to the main gate.
At that moment, a voice that sounded familiar came from behind me.
“Open-minded little one! Stop there for a moment!”
The dongchogae’s feet did not stop.
“The small-scale opening!”
This time it didn’t stop either.
The moment I passed the main gate, something flew in from behind, overtook Dongchogae, and landed with a thud in front of Samjang.
This time it stopped.
“Huh? Who puts money in a place like this?”
Dongchogae put the silver on the floor into his bosom as if he was hiding it from a crab’s eyes.
At that moment, someone following behind grabbed Dongchogae’s shoulder.
“Listen here. Little Brother.”
“What is it?”
Dongchogae looked back and said with great caution.
“This is mine!”
But somehow the other person seems familiar.
The person who was catching his breath and smiling awkwardly was the person he had encountered at the main gate of Sacheonmaeng the day before.
“Brother. I’m not asking for money, so let’s talk for a moment.”
“Ahem. What?”
“Let’s move around a bit first.”
Wisa glanced at the main gate, and Jeongchung led Dongchogae away from the main gate.
It was only after he entered the forest path leading to the castle that he opened his mouth again.
“Brother. I understand that you recently visited Seojang with the Unryongak’s warriors.”
Dongchogae tilted his head.
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“That’s right. But why all of a sudden?”
Jeongchung’s face was filled with curiosity.
“Could you tell me what happened there?”
“Is that why you followed me around?”
“That’s not all. Who wouldn’t be curious about the return of the Cheonmu-dae, who has never lost a single time? It’s not just me, but everyone who lives in the Sacheon Alliance is curious about this topic.”
“hmm.”
Dongchogae, who was looking Jeongchung up and down, smiled brightly.
“I suddenly feel a little thirsty.”
Jeong Chung-do also smiled.
“Let’s go!”
* * *
The Saint’s Branch of Madorim.
The redhead who had been organizing the library since morning muttered to herself.
“You should come quickly.”
After delivering the news to Sacheonmaeng at Jinmu Rip’s request, Jeokmogae immediately sent a telegram to the commandery.
The incident where eight people disappeared at once is something that even the prosecution cannot overlook.
There was also the matter of the Bloody Night Man, so it was clear that someone would be sent soon.
‘The disciples I sent to Nanman will return soon… … .’
Jeokmogae frowned as he moved a heavy book while organizing his complicated thoughts.
“But what on earth is this idiot doing at Unryonggak that he doesn’t come?”
There was no way I could make this person pay the bills and clean up, and it would have been easier if Dongchogae had returned, but I was getting annoyed because I hadn’t heard any news.
Jeokmogae, who put down his book and came outside, could see the people rushing out.
“Where are you guys going?”
“The verb form is back!”
“This kid. What the hell have you been doing to get here now?”
“He hasn’t come yet?”
“Didn’t you say you came a little while ago?”
“They came, but they didn’t come here, they went to the guest house.”
“… … .”
The red-haired man spoke with a frown on his face.
“Take the lead.”
Seongyang Guest House inside the north gate of Seongdo.
As expected of an inn located on a main street, it was usually a place with many people coming and going, but today it was so crowded that there was no room to stand.
What’s funny is that even though this floor, which offers a clear view of the ground below, was packed with people, only one person opened his mouth.
“The little prince suddenly stopped there. The enemy was a huge army of 500 men! It was like looking at the equipment blocking the Jangpan Bridge.”
A soft exclamation came from the people in the audience.
“Oh… … .”
“Over there, on this floor! Don’t stick too close to the railing. You’ll fall.”
“Stop interrupting me and speak your mind.”
Dongchogae said with kind eyes.
“I’m dying of thirst. How can I speak clearly?”
“Oh, right. Look here. Here… … .”
Dongchogae quickly interrupted.
“Except the owner.”
“Bring me a bottle of Dongyaju.”
The owner, who had been secretly listening in a corner, came running over with a bottle of alcohol.
“I won’t charge you for drinks, so just finish your story.”
Jeong-chung, sitting across from him, stuck out his tongue inwardly.
‘I guess I’ll be successful even if I come out as a salesperson instead of a beggar.’
However, thanks to Dongchogae’s amazing ability to speak, the hermit in the pouch was able to protect himself.
Dongchogae gulped down his alcohol and tilted his head.
“How far did you get?”
Someone said reflexively.
“An army of five hundred men.”
“Yes. As I said, Cheonmu-dae was trapped and was not in a state to fight. It was impossible to fight while protecting them. Of course, our little prince must have been aware of that fact. At that moment, the little prince turned around and shouted.”
Dongchogae, who had suddenly gotten up, raised his voice as if he had been possessed by Jinmurip.
“Just go without looking back!”
The eyes of the audience sparkled at that desperate cry.
“oh!”
“Wow! You are a real man.”
“It seems that the day when Madorim regains its former status is not far off.”
Dongchogae, who was smiling brightly, wrapped his arms around his body.
“Only those who have heard it directly will know. At that time, I was really shocked all over my body.”
The explanation of the Dongchogae continued.
“He told us to go, but how could I, as the right-hand man of the young prince, just go? I shouted proudly there, “If I have to die, I will die with the young prince!”
“Haha! Dong-hyung is a real man.”
“Yes. That’s what a man should do.”
Amid the pouring praise and exclamations, a lukewarm voice was heard.
“Why didn’t you just die there?”
Dongchogae’s expression crumpled as his excitement was interrupted by the sudden words.
“Who’s talking nonsense? Should I just go?”
Then a red hat appeared, making fun of the crowd.
“Go away, you little shit.”
“… … .”
Dongcho-gae, who had been rolling his eyes here and there at the sudden appearance of the red hat, spoke secretly.
“Sit here and have some chopsticks.”
“Aren’t you coming out right now?”
Large, muscular men blocked the path of the glaring red-faced man.
“Who are you to cut off my pulse?”
“If you keep bothering me, I won’t tolerate it anymore.”
The red-crowned crane was so dumbfounded that it couldn’t even speak.
Dongcho-gae, who was smiling brightly, stood up from his seat and spread his arms wide.
“Then I will finish the story!”
* * *
As the rumor that started in the guest house of the saint spread like wings, an eerie and creepy atmosphere was stirring in the underground martial arts studio of Unryonggak.
Shhh!
From the single sword strike, a cold energy colder than ice shoots out along with the breaking effect.
‘Hurry up.’
Danryehwa twisted her upper body to avoid the attack and slid to the right.
Then suddenly, a fiery aura shot out from Jinmu Rip’s silver sword and followed closely behind her as she moved.
Danryehwa immediately pulled back her sword and deflected the silver sword.
Chewing!
A hot breath rushes through my wrist, accompanied by a clear, cracking sound.
Danryehwa immediately pulled up her stamina and slid backwards.
‘If I weren’t a master with pure history, it would be difficult to even fight with weapons.’
It feels like an energy colder than an ice rink is rising, but in an instant, a hot energy like lava rises and sweeps away the smokescreen.
Yongchu, who was watching from the corner, swallowed his saliva.
‘You’re definitely different than before.’
If the previous Jinmurip used only one type of energy for each attack, now he was using two types of energy alternately.
He began to skillfully control the two energies of yin and yang without conflict.
fault!
Jinmu Rip’s sword struck the ground like lightning, leaving behind countless afterimages.
The first step of the Kyunghwasa Sword and the Sword of Juyu.
Swish!
Dozens of sword shadows split apart with the sound of a tsunami crashing down, covering her in a crescent-moon-like trajectory.
‘Are you really going to do this?’
‘You can get it, right?’
Danryehwa, who had a conversation with Jinmurip through her eyes, stopped and left deep footprints on the ground.
‘I have no choice but to use it.’
The pure energy that surges from the dantian pours out like a tidal wave into the sword wave that is held in one’s grasp.
She lowered her posture diagonally and prepared the first form of the Sword Emperor Cheonyeong’s unique martial art, the Thousand-Man Sword, the Wuguangbaekpa.
The moment when it seems as if her shaking arms have disappeared from the eyes of all those watching.
Something indeterminate collided roughly with the sword shadow of Jinmu-rip, which was swinging like a whip.
Kookwakwakwakwakwakwang!
Fragments of the shattered sword scattered in all directions,
In the arena where a strong wind is blowing, a loud noise like lightning strikes repeatedly erupts.
A rare and fierce battle between quick swordsmen.
Army Myeong, who was watching from Yongchu’s side, let out a gasp.
“Wow, this isn’t a joke?”
It was like being opened my eyes to a high-level martial arts show that made my palms sweat just by watching it.
Judae Ha, who was standing on the other side, also opened his mouth wide.
‘Wow, Dansojeo was that level of expert?’
Even though Jinmu Rip didn’t use his own martial arts, the supernatural attack he had just shown was by no means something that could be easily dealt with.
But what really surprised me the most was the short story.
‘That’s ridiculous.’
The Wuguangbaekpa is a perfect illusionary sword technique with no visible entity.
So far, only two people have been able to completely block this herbivore.
There were only my father and older brother who possessed the sixth sense, which is called the sense of the dragon.
However, Jinmu Rip, who had no sixth sense, could not help but be embarrassed because all the inspection methods were blocked.
This evil spirit waved its arms and increased the number of swords to its limit.
Kagagagagagang!
The amount of invisible swords pouring out increases, but they are blocked by the strong net of sword shadows and cannot advance.
After a fierce battle, the two men’s final swords clashed in the air.
Boom!
The two new figures were pushed out with a loud crash.
The army officer who had been watching stepped forward and spoke.
“If we do this any longer, someone will get hurt. Let’s stop there.”
“Okay.”
Jinmu-rip nodded with a satisfied expression.
Danryeonhwa still looked incredulous, but agreed that they should stop here.
The end of a breathtaking battle.
Jinmu-rip took a deep breath and calmly observed his inner self.
‘This is good enough.’
Even though I poured everything out, there was no sign of the yin and yang energy running wild.
These guys, who had been trying to eat each other whenever they got the chance, finally acknowledged each other’s existence after decades.
If the Gisinbongjindaebeop is released soon, the two energies that recognize each other will gradually merge into one.
Then, the enormous amount of internal energy sealed deep within the dantian will finally be released and revealed to the world.
That stage was an unknown territory that I had only heard about from my teacher.
Even I don’t know yet what kind of power I will have.
Jinmu-rip felt his heart pounding and smiled.
‘I’m looking forward to it.’
