◈ Episode 95. Movement
With Madorim taking responsibility for accommodations, the training time for these disciples has increased significantly.
While teaching his disciples for the third time, Jeokmogae suddenly felt the empty space left by Dongchogae and felt an indescribable sense of emptiness.
“Where the hell is that little Dongchogae and what is he doing?”
The little beggar said, wiping his snot on his clothes.
“Are you going to be in the room?”
Suddenly, I feel angry.
“You little brat. How old are you and you still have a runny nose?”
“How can you know how old I am when you don’t even know what your mother looks like? If you knew that, you wouldn’t be a beggar.”
“… … .”
His facial expression and speech are exactly like that of a squirrel.
The redhead’s face was very wrinkled.
“Don’t hang out with Dongchogae for a while.”
The red-haired man who had escaped the training ground went to find Dongchogae with angry steps.
As I enter the hallway of the palace, the smell of alcohol hits me.
The red-crowned crane walked briskly and opened the door to Dongcho-gae’s room.
“It’s not coming out… … .”
The moment I saw Yongchu’s fierce face, the anger that had been building up along with the words I was spitting out subsided.
“What is it?”
The shadow of the approaching dragon covered the red-haired man’s face.
“That’s not it… … .”
I rolled my eyes here and there, but I couldn’t see Dongchogae’s face anywhere in the room.
“What is it?”
“Oops. I got the wrong room.”
Red-haired girl opened her eyes wide and clapped her hands, then quietly closed the door.
After a while, Dongchogae poked his head out from behind the bed in the corner.
“Did you go?”
“huh.”
The grinning Dongchogae jumped over the bed.
“As expected, you are the best, hyung.”
The crumpled redhead returned to her room.
“Where the hell is this kid… … . Huh?”
There was a mark of promise with Jinmu-rip on an unseen piece of paper lying on the bed.
“Are you a minor?”
The redhead sitting on the bed spread out the paper.
“hmm.”
The expression on the red-haired man’s face, who had been reading the text calmly, changed to a trembling one.
Finally, after reading all the way to the last page, Jeokmogae muttered while thinking of Jinmu-rip.
“Are you crazy?”
The red-haired man returned to the smokescreen, holding the paper in his hand.
“Guys, I need to do some work.”
“What’s going on?”
The disciples who had stopped practicing slowly approached with beggarly steps.
“Memorize this first.”
The beggars who had accepted the paper and gone to the corner put their heads together and began whispering something.
‘Why are you hiding like that when no one is around?’
The red-crowned crane, who had been watching the scene from afar, yawned and asked after a while.
“Have you memorized it all?”
“no.”
“There is no need to memorize every single word without missing a single word. It’s content that can be roughly memorized.”
“That’s not it.”
The little beggar said, rubbing his snot on his clothes.
“I only know five letters.”
“… … .”
Only then did the red-faced man remember that they were just beginning to learn to read and write.
‘What the hell have these damn guys been discussing all this time?’
The red-haired man let out a sigh as if he was going to die, snatched the paper away and began to read it kindly.
* * *
A morning with clear dew forming on the eaves instead of the morning frost.
It’s the day the pastoral meeting is held.
As an awkward silence engulfed the Sacheonmaeng, Tang Wenjing summoned the Dark Shadow Corps.
“You should change into your clothes and go to the Holy Land right now. Go there and spread the rumor that Madorim and the Blood Cult split from the same root a long time ago and that Jinmu-rip was in collusion with the Blood Cult.”
The palace took the lottery in a restrained manner.
“All right.”
As the forty-man shadow group left, Tang Mun-gyeong quietly left the pavilion.
He looked around and headed towards the court that was supposed to protect the discipline of the men and enforce the law.
As soon as Tang Mun-gyeong reached the back door, the small door opened.
The masked man, who had peeked his head out, spoke secretly without even saying a word.
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“Your Majesty is waiting. Please come inside.”
“egg plant.”
Dangmun-gyeong, who had entered the main building, entered the office of the chief justice, Mokcha-gwang.
“Your Majesty.”
An old man with pure white eyebrows reaching down to his chest, Mokchagwang, greeted Tangmunkyung with a blank smile.
He was also a master of the Jeomchangpa, and was a figure of a higher rank than Han Cheon-wol, the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings.
“It’s been a while. Have a seat.”
Tang Mun-gyeong sat down and opened his mouth.
“Your Majesty. Today is the day.”
Mukchagwang, who had heard the rough outline a few days ago, nodded and said.
“It’s already the day of the church meeting. So, what can this old man do?”
“Soon, ominous rumors about Gwangmu Daeju will spread throughout the city and the alliance. At that time, please arrest Gwangmu Daeju and Unryong Gakju at the courthouse and investigate the facts.”
The wrinkled eyes of the silent monk widened slightly.
“Is that the end?”
A few days ago, he came to me and made a very earnest request, so I thought he was asking for something grand, but it was really nothing special.
Tang Moon-kyung smiled brightly.
“How can I ask a more impious favor of the court in charge of the discipline of this manor? This is sufficient. I will send someone when the time comes.”
“Okay, I’ll get ready and wait.”
The silent monk nodded.
“Thank you. I will come back to see you again this evening after the pastoral meeting.”
Dang Moon-kyung came out politely and went back out through the back door of the courthouse.
‘You’re moving all the way to the courthouse? That’s amazing.’
Danryehwa, who had been watching the scene from a hidden location, secretly disappeared.
* * *
The southern forest of Sacheonmaeng.
The dark shadow soldiers who had scattered in all directions gathered in one place.
Gung-Ya-Gwol, who had checked his disguised subordinates, lowered his voice.
“The mission is a two-person team effort. The entire unit is divided into four and the mission is carried out near the four great gates.”
“yes.”
“It won’t be too difficult. Let’s go.”
A dark shadow suddenly fell in the place where the palace and the dark shadow had disappeared.
“You finally got it.”
Eun Su-ryeon appeared next to Seo Jin-hwan.
“Shall we begin?”
“Yes. You give the order to the enemy and join us. I will take the men and chase them.”
“all right.”
The two people who exchanged glances disappeared as if they were going out.
* * *
The branch yard.
A flash of light passed before the eyes of the red-haired man who came out of the back room.
“omg!”
The great red-haired man found a dagger stuck in the wall and shaking.
The paper hanging from the handle shows the mark of Jinmu-rip.
“f*ck. If I just give it to you nicely and leave, what good will come of it?”
There was only one letter written on the paper he unfolded while grumbling.
Movement.
It’s about moving.
The red-crowned crane that had immediately flown away shouted at the entrance to the palace.
“Guys, gather around!”
No one came out.
The red-crowned crane shouted again as if it had known this would happen.
“I bought some meat! Come out!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps rushing in from inside, and Dongchogae was the first to jump out.
“Meat?”
The red-haired man sighed with a face of disbelief.
“Wow, look at these kids.”
The disciples who had gathered in an instant looked at the red-haired man with bright eyes.
“What about meat?”
The red-haired man, who was shaking his fist, took out his anger on Dongchogae’s head.
Exactly!
“Ouch!”
While Dongchogae was crying, Jeokmogae shouted.
“It’s time, kids. Get out there now!”
Strange rumors began to spread throughout the city.
Whenever two or more people gathered together, that was the first thing they brought up.
The same was true of the guest house where people gathered during lunchtime.
“Hey. Have you heard that rumor?”
When the man in the blue robe asked with a hunched look, the short man answered with a blush on his face.
“Are you saying that the little prince of Madorim is a blue-haired man?”
The man’s eyes widened.
“What? The little prince is a blue-haired man?”
“Isn’t that what you were trying to say?”
“I was going to tell you that Madorim’s little prince was actually the hidden son of the dragon.”
This time the little man’s eyes grew wide as if they were going to tear.
“So, the little prince is the hidden son of the best in the world?”
As the loud voice spread, the men sitting behind turned their heads.
“What does that mean? The little prince of Madorim is the hidden son of the best in the world?”
“Oh, I heard it on the street a little while ago.”
“Is that true? That’s strange. I clearly heard that the little prince is the hidden son of the Demonic Cult leader. He’s said to be a vassal planted in Sacheon by the Demonic Cult.”
“The son of a demon cult leader? What kind of crazy person in the world would send their son to Sejak? That’s ridiculous.”
The attention of those eating instantly gathered.
“We heard that the Taesangrimju of Madorim was born outside.”
The little man asked.
“So are you sure it’s blue?”
Then another man on the right opened his mouth.
“I heard a little while ago that the little prince was a gossip at Heukpojeom.”
“So are you sure you’re blue?”
“The Little Prince is a eunuch? I heard that the true identity of the pervert who shook the Sacheon martial arts world a few years ago is the Little Prince.”
As the floodgates open, various voices pour in from all directions.
Rumors continue to arise that he is in collusion with the Blood Cult and that he is the illegitimate child of the Four Heavenly Lords.
In the noisy guest room, the short man who had spoken first shouted urgently.
“Oh, so that’s why you’re wearing blue!”
* * *
Two men with ordinary appearances stepped into a street stall filled with customers.
“Please give me two bowls of noodles.”
The old woman said with a big smile.
“There are a lot of guests today. Please wait a moment.”
As the large ladle went into the pot, the men sitting across from each other glanced around.
[Don’t start.]
The man nodded and spoke in a sly tone.
“Have you heard that?”
“What are you talking about?”
“This is the last day of the Sacheon Alliance. Didn’t you say that the young prince of Madorim was very active?”
The guests’ ears perk up at the word ‘little prince’.
The two men continued their conversation, hiding their smiles.
“I heard that too.”
“But, you know. There’s a story that the young prince was in collusion with the Blood Cult. He was able to do that because he had such insight into his opponents.”
The man sitting across from me pretended to look surprised.
“Is that true?”
“There are rumors going around the castle. Do you really not know?”
Then the fat woman sitting behind him patted the man and said.
“Hey.”
“Why are you like that?”
“What rumors are true?”
A wrinkle appeared between the man’s eyebrows and disappeared.
“What is that rumor?”
“The old man who sold sweets a little while ago said that the young prince of Madorim was a messenger dispatched by the Jungwon Martial Arts Alliance.”
“What?”
Then, on the other side, another woman spoke as if she was astonished.
“I heard that I am the disciple of the shaman Baek Mi-do-in in his later years.”
Another voice is heard right next to me.
“I heard a little while ago that the true identity of the little prince is the King of Myeonsan Mountain?”
“Wha, King of Myeonsan Mountain?”
The eyes of two men glaring at each other collide in the air.
[What on earth is going on?]
The man swallowed his embarrassment and looked around while sending a message.
[Get up first.]
Two bowls of hot noodles were placed in front of the two people who were just getting up.
“Enjoy your meal.”
“I have to go because something urgent came up.”
The man put two iron coins into the old woman’s hands and ran out of the stall.
The two men entered the alley, looked around, and spoke in whispers.
“There must be something going on that we don’t know about.”
The only rumor that was initially spread was that Jinmu Rip was trying to collude with the Blood Cult.
However, strange rumors that they had not even spread were causing an uproar throughout the church.
“First, I must convey this fact to the Lord.”
“egg plant.”
The bodies of the two men who were turning around suddenly froze like stone.
‘Hey, what is this?’
‘When on earth?’
I didn’t even notice the opponent’s presence until I got hit with the demon’s blood.
When cold sweat runs down the backs of both people.
“Where are you going?”
A clear female voice was heard from behind, and two masked figures appeared like smoke.
Eun Soo-ryeon’s two eyes revealed above the mask curved like crescent moons.
“I stopped for a moment because I was curious. Can you tell me again what we just talked about?”
“You guys… … who are you?”
At that moment, Yudaeha and Yeonggunmyeong appeared at the front and back of the alley.
The army chief smiled, slung the book over his shoulder.
“Don’t you know who we are?”
