◈ Episode 97. The Middle Tree Society
What made them baffled was that Meng’s official announcement was almost indistinguishable from the rumors going around on the streets.
Only Cheon Seon-gak-ju Jang Yu-gi guessed the truth, while others expected that the rumors and the truth would differ.
“That’s ridiculous.”
“Then… … Wasn’t this mission really all done by the Great Lord of Gwangmu?”
It’s too amazing to be completely believed.
The leaders of the Four Great Factions hardened their expressions.
The faces of the Socheon Party leader Jang Hwan and the Soso Fire Department soldiers brightened.
They looked around for the Cheonmu Daeju Guyangmu.
The aim is to find the person who wrote the report and confirm the facts.
But Guyangmu was nowhere to be seen.
“Where is the Heavenly Dance?”
Cheon Seon-gak-ju Jang Yu-gi said calmly, hiding his bitter smile.
“I couldn’t bring him because he’s still receiving treatment.”
Although he had not fully recovered, he had no difficulty moving around.
However, there was a reason why he wasn’t brought.
Because he refused the request to belittle Jinmu Rip’s achievements and wrote the report honestly.
As the commotion in the room grew louder, the voice of Tangmunkyung, full of subtle history, rang out softly.
“The report written by the Heavenly King is probably true.”
As the commotion died down, Jin Ha-seong of Bukcheon-gakju spoke.
“Maybe it’s true? There’s a strange sense of dissonance in what you say.”
Army Name, who was standing behind Ugasan with Jinmu Rip, stared at the back door through which Maengju and Bigakju had entered.
‘It’s a beginning.’
Although his first strategy was foiled by Jinmu Lip, Tang Wenjing did not lose his composure.
‘Jinmu Rip. It’s not over yet.’
He opened his mouth, looking at the leaders one by one.
“Yes. I couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of unfamiliarity while reviewing the report.”
Tang Moon-kyung’s upper body turned towards Jin Mu-rip.
“Your Majesty, I have a few questions for you.”
“Okay then.”
The leaders blushed at Jinmu Rip’s indifferent answer.
“You speak to me as if I were your subordinate.”
“Gwangmu-daeju. Please pay your respects to Bigak-ju.”
When Jin Mu-rip, with a bitter smile, opened his mouth again.
‘No.’
Tang Moon-kyung, who noticed that Jin Mu-rip was planning something, opened his mouth urgently.
“Everyone calm down! Now is not the time to be talking nonsense!”
Jinmu-rip smiled faintly at the sudden shout.
‘Still, you’re still cool.’
He was planning to move on to the next plan after nitpicking about his own speech.
But Tang Moon-kyung sensed it quite keenly.
‘It won’t make any difference whether it’s fast or slow, so I’ll listen for now.’
Tang Moon-kyung glanced at Jin Mu-rip, calmed down, and said.
“Gwangmu Daeju. When you obtained the Blood Book of Opening, why didn’t you go to Cheonmu Dae and instead went to Jeoksagok?”
Jinmu-rip spoke calmly while everyone was watching.
“The Blood Letter of Openness pointed to Jeoksagok, and the information brought by Bigak pointed to another place. Who on earth could Cheonmu-dae trust?”
“If I had chased after Cheonmu-dae and relayed the truth, I would have had time to think about it again.”
“I clearly questioned the information in the pavilion, but Cheonmu-dae made a different choice. That’s why I tried to save Cheonmu-dae after seeing for myself what was in Jeoksagok.”
Jinmu-rip rebuked Tang Wenjing without giving him a chance to argue.
“You keep clouding the issue. The reason Cheonmu-dae fell into the trap was because the information from Bigak was wrong.”
The tip of her chin raised slightly and her arrogant gaze stabbed Dang Moon-kyung’s heart like a knife.
Jinmu Rip’s index finger pointed to the Tangmunkyung.
“The responsibility for the collapse of the strongest unit in the Sacheon Alliance lies with no one but you, the Lord.”
The middle and small faction warriors glared at Jin Mu-rip’s bold remarks blaming Tang Mun-gyeong.
Until now, no one who was not from the Four Great Factions had ever raised his voice in the Central Committee.
Thinking back on the past, Jinmu Rip, who went head-on into the stronghold of the Four Great Factions, could not help but be truly amazing.
Madorim is a breakwater representing small and medium-sized breakwaters.
They felt their hearts pounding as they empathized with Jinmu-rip’s actions.
Uncomfortable coughs are heard here and there.
Jinmu-rip smiled bitterly.
‘Was it not the branches that were rotten but the tree itself?’
The arms bent inwards show no sign of straightening.
Tang Moon-kyung hid his true feelings behind a faint smile.
“Of course I will take responsibility for it. But I cannot help but suspect. It was you who discovered the Blood Cult’s scouts as soon as we arrived at the western gate.”
“That’s right.”
“And it was you who discovered their hideout afterwards.”
“exactly.”
“It was you who found the bloody madman’s laboratory in Jeoksagok, and it was you who burned it down.”
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“You’re not wrong.”
“You were the one who knew exactly where Cheonmu-dae was going and rescued him.”
A bitter smile appeared on Jinmu-rip’s lips.
“Today, coincidentally, strange rumors were circulating within the church and the sect. Rumors that I was a swindler, or that I was a spy of the Demonic Cult. Among them, there was also a rumor that I was in collusion with the Blood Cult. Are you going to say that that is true?”
Tang Moon-kyung and Tang Moon-kyung smiled in the midst of the tense atmosphere.
“no?”
“What’s the evidence?”
Tang Moon-kyung turned his head toward the back door.
“Come in.”
The door opened and the person who came in was Dang Joong-ho, who had not been seen all day.
“Meet the leader.”
Han Cheon-wol nodded and raised his hand.
“Answer the questions I ask you without holding back. No matter what your answer is, I promise that no one will harm you.”
“Of course.”
The moment you turn your back on the leader, the gazes of the leaders who are leading the Sacheon Alliance are sharp and strike your whole body.
‘This is a crossroads in my life.’
If only the leader and the subordinate could give the answers they wanted, their future would be smooth.
Conversely, if even the slightest mistake occurs, it is difficult to guarantee the future.
Dang Joong-ho swallowed dry saliva, feeling a heavy burden.
Tang Moon-kyung asked.
“Please state your affiliation and name.”
“I am Dang Joong-ho, the leader of the Unryonggak Geumhodae.”
“You went to the station as a member of the support unit this time.”
“Yes.”
“Did you ever notice anything strange about the behavior of the Gwangmu Daejus during that process?”
On one side, a gaze that longs for something, and on the other side, a fierce gaze that seems ready to devour something, fly in and stab like a dagger.
Dang Joong-ho’s choice was naturally that of those who longed for their own answers.
“There was.”
A fiery roar burst out from Ugasan’s mouth.
“Are you trying to harm the Lord of Gwangmu right now?”
Then, a storm of criticism poured in from the small and medium-sized firefighters.
“Are you trying to cover the sky with your palm?”
“Tell only the truth!”
When the leaders of the Four Great Sects tried to respond, the fist of the leader, Han Cheon-wol, struck the armrest.
bang!
“conflict!”
The thunderous shouts shook the very pillars of Daejeon.
Silence fell over the room in an instant, and Tang Mun-gyeong continued asking questions.
“No one can hurt you, so speak freely. What part did you feel strange about?”
“The border between Xizhang and Sichuan is thousands of li. We crossed Xizhang by following the secret route given to us by the pavilion, but I cannot understand how they found us exactly. And it was during the war with Podalap Palace.”
“and?”
“The opening of the fountainhead clearly entered the Changdo on the same day as the vice-captain of the Cheonmu-dae. However, he returned with the blood letter the day after the Cheonmu-dae left. It is strange that he brought the blood letter with the truth written on it and gave it to the Gwangmu-daeju after the Cheonmu-dae left. And… … .”
The stinging gaze pours down like heavy rain.
‘It has to be done here.’
Instead of meeting their gazes, Dang Joong-ho closed his eyes tightly and spoke.
“Before the Great Master of Gwangmu left for Jeoksagok, I witnessed him secretly meeting with someone near Changdo’s hideout.”
At that moment, everyone’s eyes widened.
“That can’t be!”
Amidst the commotion, Jang Yu-gi, the head of the Cheon Seon-gakju, asked.
“Who on earth was the opponent?”
“The man wearing the red uniform was not a warrior from Cheonmu-dae or Unryongak.”
“iced coffee!”
“Then the stage for heaven is… … .”
Sighs poured out from all sides.
Dang Joong-ho’s back, which had overcome the burden, was soaked with cold sweat.
Tang Moon-kyung smiled broadly and said.
“You’ve worked hard. Go back and rest for a while.”
“yes.”
As the well-dressed Dang Jung-ho turned around, Jin Mu-rip opened his mouth.
“Wait a minute. Before we go, we should give you a chance to rebut.”
Han Cheon-wol stared at Jin Mu-rip with narrowed eyes.
“An objection? Are you saying that the child’s testimony is false?”
“I will show you more conclusive evidence than Dang Joong-ho’s vague testimony.”
“What evidence do you have?”
Jinmu Rip’s eyes glowed coldly.
“Evidence that you are slandering me.”
The moment the words were spoken, the Army Command opened the gates of Daejeon wide.
There, the later leaders of Unryonggak, including Kang Yu-wol, Ha Jong-bo, Dan Ryeo-hwa, and Yoo Dae-ha, were lined up.
“Meet the leader.”
“I know that the unmanned members of the State Council are not qualified to participate in the Central Committee, but what are you doing here?”
“I brought the evidence.”
As Kang Yu-wol nodded and looked back, the later index members all split to the left and right.
Behind them, kneeling men are seen, bound and with their faces covered.
At that moment, Tang Moon-kyung’s eyes widened as if they were going to tear apart.
‘Oh, how!’
Even if others don’t know, I know.
They were a dark troop that had received orders and left for the saints.
Danryehwa, who had gone behind the shadow, brought out people she had never seen before.
“Please tell me what you saw and heard during the day.”
They swallowed hard at the pouring gazes and slowly opened their mouths.
“I’m Chubong, the guy selling sweets in front of the West Gate. I went in to have lunch, and the guy was talking to me about how the little prince of Madorim was in collusion with the Blood Cult.”
“I am Yoo Jeong, the daughter of Yoo Seung, the head of the Seongdo Prison. I heard the same story at a street stall. From the men sitting in the corner over there.”
There seems to be no room for refutation.
Sa-ok is the person in charge of guarding the prison of the government.
Even though she was a low-ranking official, the testimony of the official’s daughter had a different weight.
The testimony continued as everyone’s expressions changed.
The content is the same, just the location is different.
The unmanned units could not help but be shocked.
This is because it has become clear that Jinmu Rip systematically spread rumors that he was in collusion with the Blood Cult.
A deep furrow was formed between Han Cheon-wol’s eyebrows.
‘Jinmurip!’
If I could, I would kill you right here and now.
But if you put your thoughts into action, it’s like admitting that you’re the one behind it.
‘Hold on, Hancheonwol. This is your own fortress that you have finally found. You must hold on!’
Han Cheon-wol clenched his teeth and tried hard to remain calm.
On the other hand, Tang Mun-gyeong had a detached face.
‘Ah, was it an insurmountable mountain?’
The mountain called Jinmu-rip was so tall and huge that he could not dare to climb it.
Jinmu-rip’s head slowly turned.
“In my opinion, I think there must be someone inside here who ordered them to frame me… … .”
Daejeon, shrouded in heavy silence.
Jinmu Rip walked slowly and pulled out his silver sword.
Kurururur!
A cold aura surges from his body, the pillars of the Great Hall shake as if they are about to collapse, and thick ice begins to form all around.
The gusting cold wind chilled the collar of my clothes.
Everyone was shocked when the spreading ice climbed up the pillars of Daejeon.
‘Is this the extent of Gwangmu Daeju’s power?’
Jin Mu-rip, who returned from the West Jang-haeng, was in a state of no trouble even though his stamina was pushed to the limit, unlike before.
Jinmu Rip’s entire body felt an enormous energy that even made Han Cheon-wol’s expression harden.
‘this guy!’
From his natural talent to his strong background, he is so talented that he is jealous of Jinmu Rip’s awesome talent.
Jinmu Rip said while glaring at the dark shadow.
“It seems that your master intends to cut off your tail. Therefore, I will punish you personally.”
A cold voice pierces everyone’s ears eerily.
The moment when the silver sword shining with blue light rises high.
Tang Moon-kyung, who had given up, closed his eyes tightly and said.
“Please stop it.”
