◈ Episode 92. This doesn’t seem right
As soon as Jinseolran arrived, Wisa opened the door as if she had been waiting.
“Please come in.”
“thank you.”
She greeted him briefly and stepped inside.
In the heavy silence, the creaking sound of the wooden floor spreads softly.
The air in the palace I often visited felt particularly cold today.
When she reached the third floor, she stopped in front of the office.
“Your Majesty, this is Seolran.”
“Come in.”
She opened the door and went in, bowing politely.
“It’s been a while since I’ve said hello.”
A faint smile spread across Jeongyeon’s wrinkled lips.
“Thank you for coming. Have a seat.”
Jeongyeon, who had taken the seat, spoke while pouring tea.
“I heard that he has made a great contribution to the West.”
“The talent is… … .”
A gentle warmth was felt, and steam rose from the jade-carved kettle.
Jeongyeon said, carefully moving the kettle.
“You don’t have to be humble. In this meeting, you will be rewarded appropriately.”
“That’s not it.”
“Are you trying to say that it’s all thanks to that kid named Jinmu-rip?”
Only then did Jinseolran seem to understand why Boin’s expression was so unpleasant.
Even the purpose of calling yourself here.
“Your Majesty. Surely… … .”
Jeongyeon, who noticed what Jinseolran was trying to say, opened her mouth first.
“Yes. Jinmu-rip, we cannot allow that child’s fame to threaten the Four Great Factions.”
“That’s not it. If you don’t acknowledge the expertise of the vacuum, who will trust Maeng and fight with their lives in the future?”
“The center of the Sacheon martial arts world, the center of the Sacheon Alliance, must always be our Sa Dae-Gae-Pa. It is something we cannot hand over to Madorim.”
“Is it that important?”
“You don’t know. What did Madorim, who was called the best in Sacheon, do for Sacheon’s martial arts world? He couldn’t stop the evil schemes of the Palhwangmun, and he couldn’t save Sacheon’s martial arts world from chaos.”
“It is the same in other places as well, where we were unable to stop the rise of the Palhwangmun.”
“So if something like that happens again, I’ll have to suffer the same thing?”
Jin Seol-ran’s eyes wavered slightly at the unexpected question.
“that…….”
Jeongyeon said firmly.
“The Sacheon Alliance, centered around the Four Great Factions, has the power to deal decisively with any enemy. The upcoming war with the Blood Cult is no exception.”
“The Blood Cult is a formidable enemy that the Heavenly Warriors can defeat without fail. The power of the Jin Gongja is absolutely necessary.”
“As you said, Cheonmu-dae is an opponent that can be dealt with in such a way. If the Four Great Factions are unable to maintain their balance and waver, will they be able to stop them?”
There was no wavering in Jeongyeon’s eyes.
“It was our Four Great Factions that brought order to the chaos of the Great War and led the Four Thousand Martial Arts Factions. If the fame of Madorim, who came late, were to surpass that of the Four Great Factions overnight, the sense of loss that the martial artists would feel would be indescribable.”
“Your Majesty.”
“As a disciple of the Buddha, I too find it painful to have to make this decision.”
It’s not that I don’t understand Jeongyeon’s words at all.
The reason why the Sacheon Alliance, which started from scratch, has reached its current position is because of the disciples of the Four Great Sects who have been loyal to it.
If the center of the blind shifts from the Four Great Factions to Madorim, they may feel as if their efforts were in vain.
But a question arises.
Although it is said that he has absorbed the Great Sword, Madorim’s power is not greater than that of any of the Four Great Sects.
It cannot be seen as a threatening opponent to the Four Great Powers.
It’s too much to be considered a deterrent.
Jin Seol-ran thought for a moment and guessed the reason.
‘The vacuum cleaner’s activities brought out past memories from them.’
Young warriors know little about Madorim in his prime, having only heard rumors.
However, those who form the core grew up seeing the first and third Madorim of Sacheon with their own eyes.
They began to fear a return to the past, the potential of Madorim.
In the heavy silence, Jeongyeon opened her mouth.
“The reports of the Gwangmu Daeju and Cheonmu Daeju will be reviewed at the Jungmokwon soon. And the awards will be given out at the Jungmokhoe soon. Everything will be decided on the spot.”
There was a faint tremble in Jinseolran’s voice.
“What are you going to do with the vacuum cleaner…?”
“That will be decided after the review of the report is complete. Don’t worry too much. It won’t be a big deal since it’s not the time to fight Madorim and Chuck.”
“What do you want me to do?”
The faint scent of Yongjeongcha filled the room, but I didn’t have the leisure to feel it.
Jeongyeon took a sip of tea and spoke softly.
“Be silent. Accept it. Agree. That’s all.”
“… … .”
“If it is difficult to keep all three, then simply remaining silent is fine. But… … .”
Jeongyeon’s two eyes emitted an intense light.
“If you leak today’s conversation to Jinmu-rip or his associates, I will recommend your excommunication from the headquarters.”
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Same time.
Gwak Do-jin, who was alone with Jin Ha-seong in Bukcheon-gakju, doubted his own ears.
“I, I have difficulty understanding what you said. Are you telling me to betray my superior?”
“It is not a betrayal. Everything is for the greater good. If you find it difficult to follow, then keep quiet. I ask for nothing more.”
“If I remain silent, will I be able to continue to be the leader of the Gwangmu Party?”
“You can move to Bukcheon-gak.”
Kwak Do-jin lowered his head to hide his miserable face.
I also had to keep the words that were rising to my throat hidden in my heart.
‘My lord, this… doesn’t seem right.’
* * *
A cool breeze blows in through the wide open window.
Kang Yu-wol, standing by the window, saw drones moving busily in his eyes.
As he was lost in thought, a familiar voice was heard behind him.
“What are you thinking about?”
Kang Yu-wol came to his senses, closed the window, and turned around.
“True man.”
The person who closed the door and came in was Ha Jong-bo.
“I came here thinking I’d have a cup of tea, but it seems like my mind is complicated.”
Kang Yu-wol forced a smile and offered her a seat.
“Welcome. Please have a seat.”
“The weather is nice, so let’s just leave the window open.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Kang Yu-wol opened the window again, brought out a teapot, and brewed tea.
Ha Jong-bo said, staring into the distance.
“It looks like the four great factions are moving. I have a bad feeling about this.”
The anxiety he felt was the same as Kang Yu-wol’s.
The streets of Seongdo are filled with praise for Jinmu-rip.
The more his fame grows, the more unpleasant it will be for the Four Great Clans that have supported the Four Heavenly Alliance.
Ha Jong-bo asked cautiously.
“Still… …I hope nothing bad happens?”
It seemed like a question that Kang Yu-wol wanted to hear the answer to, but he couldn’t answer easily.
The leader, Han Cheon-wol, is his own executioner.
That’s why he knew better than anyone how toxic Han Cheon-wol could be.
When Kang Yu-wol closed her mouth with a dark face, Ha Jong-bo swallowed a sigh.
‘What a pitiful thing.’
It is true that there is an invisible wall between the Four Great Waves and other waves.
However, I thought that the Sacheon Alliance had played its own role as a pillar of Sacheon martial arts world.
But the reality seemed different.
‘Was it nothing more than a castle built on poor foundations?’
It was really bitter.
‘You shouldn’t use the Gwangmu Daeju as a discard pile.’
Even among the veterans of the government, there were many who looked down on the small and medium-sized fire department and were wary of Madorim, but there were also quite a few who thought differently from him and Kang Yu-wol.
Ha Jong-bo began to organize his thoughts, prepared to even borrow their strength if necessary.
A teacup with steam rising from it, tea leaves floating around.
The scent of ripe tea stimulated their sense of smell, but the two people were lost in their thoughts and had no intention of drinking the tea.
After a while, the sound of cautious footsteps in the hallway grew closer and closer, and finally a voice was heard.
“Cheonseon-gakju would like to see you two.”
The two exchanged glances with faces that said what was coming had come.
Kang Yu-wol turned his head.
“Come in.”
Soon after, Jang Yu-gi was seen politely bowing through the wide open door.
“Jang Yu-gi sends greetings to you two.”
“Welcome.”
Unlike usual, he doesn’t seem to be welcoming.
Jang Yu-gi entered the room and looked at Kang Yu-wol with an awkward smile.
“It seems that your majesty knows the reason why you have the talent.”
“How can you not know?”
“Then the story will be quicker.”
Jang Yu-gi looked at the two people alternately and then opened his mouth again.
“You must not engage in self-restraint in the face of an enemy.”
“If you know that, just leave Gwangmu Daeju alone.”
“Of course I have no intention of causing any harm. However, in order to prevent a self-imposed rebellion, I cannot leave it as it is.”
Kang Yu-wol asked in an unknown language.
“To prevent self-restraint?”
Jang Yu-gi smiled bitterly.
“Aren’t there people among us who think like private tutors?”
“… … .”
“To protect the Sacheon martial arts world from the threat of the Blood Cult, we need stronger cohesion than ever before.”
A faint anger appeared in Kang Yu-wol’s eyes.
“If it was going to happen now, then you shouldn’t have brought Madorim in from the beginning.”
“I think the same thing about talent. But what can I do about what has already happened?”
“It is a matter of faith. The death penalty would not have taught you that.”
“It seems that the poor disciple has not been able to fully follow the Master’s teachings.”
Jang Yu-gi’s knees slowly touched the ground.
“Private tutor. This is the first request I have made since I was born. No matter what happens, please remain silent for the time being.”
“What if you refuse?”
“The division of the Four Great Factions is inevitable.”
“How does that lead to division?”
“The talent has no intention of changing his mind. Those who are with me, as well as the disciples of the Four Great Sects who have supported the alliance so far, will mostly think the same. If the two of you try to protect the Great Lord of Gwangmu until the end, we will fall into a state of self-pity when facing the great enemy of the Blood Sect.”
The white rice of Kang Yu-wol soared into the sky.
“You dare threaten me!”
Jang Yoo-gi took off the sword from his waist and placed it on the table.
“If you think so, then kill your unkind nature here and now.”
“Okay. I’ll kill you.”
Kang Yu-wol’s hand grabbed the sword without hesitation.
But before that, Ha Jong-bo’s hand grabbed his wrist.
“Jin-in. Calm down.”
“Didn’t you hear what this guy just said? He’s a demon in disguise as a Taoist priest!”
“Getting angry won’t solve anything.”
Ha Jong-bo, who barely managed to stop Kang Yu-wol, turned his gaze to Jang Yu-gi, who was kneeling.
“I understand what you mean by Cheon Seon Gak Ju. We also need time to think, so let’s go back now.”
Jang Yu-gi slowly got up and politely bowed and went out.
As soon as the door closed, Kang Yu-wol sat down with a dejected look on his face.
“It’s vain.”
A self-deprecating smile spread across Ha Jong-bo’s mouth as he sat across from him.
Because he understands Kang Yu-wol’s feelings better than anyone else.
After a long, heavy silence, Ha Jong-bo asked.
“Jin-in. Are you going back to Cheongseongsan like this?”
“I would like to do that.”
“Then go back. I also plan to go back to Yunnan.”
Kang Yu-wol’s eyes wavered slightly.
“Are you serious?”
“Of course I’m sincere.”
Ha Jong-bo got up from his seat and smiled brightly.
“But before I go, I have to say what I have to say. Even if I curse or yell at you, if I go back and don’t see you, that’s fine, right?”
* * *
As the end of the day approached, the saint’s guest houses were crowded with people.
This floor of the guest house offers a clear view of the ground below.
Jinmu-rip and Danryehwa, sitting at a table next to the railing, exchanged drinks in the bustling atmosphere.
“By the way, is it okay for me to drink alcohol leisurely like this?”
“What are you worried about?”
Danryehwa looked around, tilted her head, and whispered.
“Think about it. The reputation of the vacuum cleaner is growing day by day, so the Four Great Sects can’t just sit by and watch.”
“You’re pretty smart, aren’t you?”
“Who do you think is an idiot? Anyone who knows even a little about the Four Heavenly Alliance would think that way.”
A deep smile spread across Jinmu-rip’s lips.
“Are you saying that anyone can think like that?”
Danryehwa tilted her head and asked with a meaningful smile that she couldn’t explain.
“What is that smile?”
