Episode 442: The wind is blowing gently.
“Anyway, if you had killed King Eunpyeong, you wouldn’t have found this safe house.”
King Eunpyeong looked at me.
“That’s right.”
I looked at King Geumsan.
“Hao Wen Zhou in the west and King Jinshan in the east overestimated themselves. They say I have a lot of money, but my only personal property is one guest cup. I will accept it if you can risk everything of Hao Mun and everything you have to fight. “How is it?”
Naturally, King Geumsan did not answer.
“Can’t you? In that case, we should naturally create the Eastern Alliance.”
King Geumsan looked around at the masters he had invited, as if asking for help. Everyone remained silent.
A slight sigh came out.
“You shouldn’t end up bald. “Actually, hasn’t there been enough time for you to avoid me?”
“… … .”
Everyone looked at me.
“I got here very slowly. We set off from the west towards Jeomsoi. It never came quickly. After rolling, flying here and there, falling off a cliff, climbing back up, and overcoming many obstacles, I finally arrived. If you had even a single regret or reflection while pouring money into society, you wouldn’t have met me. You met me while trying your best to protect your property. It’s too late now. “I arrived very slowly, but that’s because I have already become an iron turtle.”
After gathering my thoughts while chattering, I spoke to King Geumsan.
“You will first abolish internal and martial arts. The crime of insulting me by cleverly interpreting my past actions. “If you don’t like it, put everything on the line like a strong fighter.”
King Geumsan spoke in an urgent tone.
“I am requesting a proxy secretary for 10,000 nyang. I will give you money regardless of whether you win or lose. “No?”
The Fujian First Man snorted.
“You do it. “You crazy guy.”
Suddenly Donglimah opened her mouth.
“I am not an opponent I can beat, but I will give my life to you.”
I said to Dongrim-ah who was approaching.
“If you are defeated, I plan to kill King Geumsan as well. You may not be able to find all your wealth, but you can start small with the Eastern Alliance. “It doesn’t matter if the beginning is small.”
Donglim-ah asked King Eunpyeong a question after hearing that he would kill King Geumsan as well.
“Eun’s execution, what should I do?”
King Eunpyeong answered.
“The living socialist leader has already died and Yeonguksa has been defeated. The same goes for the demons and life-and-death people you know. No one could deal with it. The important thing is that no one fought properly. I know your loyalty. Be careful now. Go out and wait. “This is the death penalty and I will discuss it with Lord Mun.”
“All right.”
Dongrim sighed and left the main hall.
King Eunpyeong said to King Geumsan.
“The death penalty is no different from living socialism by Moonju’s standards. Didn’t I say die or go bald? It just changed to either die or abolish martial arts. There is no other choice. “The property will only be used to establish the Eastern Alliance, as you said.”
King Geumsan looked at me with bloodshot eyes.
“Moonju, I have a question.”
“say.”
“Why did Samjae retire? “Is it also related to you?”
I looked at King Geumsan blankly.
“Yes. Now, even if the Three Jaes come at the same time, they cannot break my will. Did you get the answer? The reason I am giving you this opportunity is because Samjae also gave me a chance when I was weak. The bigger reason is that King Eunpyeong has not given up on you yet. “I have no intention of hiding my power because smart people may be mistaken.”
He turned his palm toward the sky and released tension.
A pillar of fire shot up and blew off the entire roof of the safe house, but not a single speck of dust fell in the aftermath of the ensuing tension.
Soon, a clear sky appeared where the ceiling was.
“This much for a bowl of noodles. “If I had eaten a whole pork bone, the sky would have opened up.”
While everyone was looking up at the sky, I had already become the leader of the Eastern Alliance.
“Now I will tell you the plan. “King Eunpyeong.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“I appoint you as the head of the Zhejiang branch of the Eastern Alliance.”
King Eunpyeong set an example.
“I follow your orders.”
I couldn’t predict how the remaining ones would react, but once they started, their leadership did not stop.
“Taewang.”
“You tell me.”
“I would like to appoint you as the branch manager in charge of Jiangsu.”
“haha.”
The King suddenly laughed, shaking his shoulders. He thought for a moment what to do, then he looked at me and nodded his head.
“Then, I guess I’ll give it a try.”
“good. Taishan First Sword?”
Taesan Jeilgeom pointed at himself with his finger.
“Then am I the head of the Shandong branch of the Eastern League?”
I made eye contact with Taishan First Sword.
“Would you mind taking charge of it?”
Taesan First Sword smiled slightly and nodded.
“If Taewang senior takes it, I should take it too.”
I looked at the apprentice who seemed the strongest among them.
“What about the apprentice?”
The apprentice spoke in a calm tone.
“The entire Hebei Feng family will act as the Hebei branch of the Eastern Alliance. Actually, it won’t be much different from what we used to do. However, when things get tough, the leader will help you, right?”
I nodded.
“Of course I will help. “What will you do, Wing Chun-ja?”
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Youngchunja looked around and took a sip of his appetite.
“I want to challenge you. Is it too much?”
“If we get a chance, let’s fight while going to the Western Martial Arts Alliance.”
“good. Then I will take charge of Fujian.”
I clapped my hands together once.
“ruler! The branch heads of Fujian, Hebei, Shandong, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang have been decided. This is a formidable force. Let’s do it this way. Work must be done efficiently. There is no need to build the headquarters of the Eastern Alliance here right now. “Why?”
Fujian First Person answered.
“Anyway, we will have to settle the matter with the Western Murim Alliance and launch the World Alliance.”
“That’s right. If I win, the Western Murim Alliance will become the Cheonha Alliance. So, let’s raise all the funds to create the Eastern Alliance here and then set off for the Western Murim Alliance. Zhejiang Branch Manager, can you prepare?”
King Eunpyeong answered.
“I will take charge and raise as much funds as possible. There are a lot of hidden funds, so it takes time. “It won’t happen to Lord Mun, but what happens if you are defeated by the Western Murim Lord?”
“Oh, that won’t happen. It’s impossible. Actually, I don’t know who the leader will be after our senior Lim. “King Eunpyeong.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“I like this place where I don’t go. “Renovate it like this so it can be used as the Zhejiang branch in the future.”
“All right.”
I got up and looked around at the new executives who had joined the Eastern Alliance.
“Branch leaders, once the funds are ready here, will you join me in attacking the western Murim Alliance? “I will personally show you who the true leader is.”
The branch leaders smiled heartily as they looked at my expression and each nodded.
“Let it be so.”
“It’s good.”
“I’m looking forward to that.”
I nodded.
“Good. King Eunpyeong will invite the nobles to the outer quarters. Invite the monks and bald people from the noodle house. You should sleep in a comfortable place. I will have a private meeting with King Geumsan.”
“All right. We will take everyone to the annex outside. “Please go.”
When everyone got up and went outside, King Geumsan and I were the only ones left in the main hall.
I looked at King Geumsan, who was sitting a little away, in silence for a long time.
King Geumsan was staring straight ahead like a man in a trance.
No matter how much I racked my brain, there would be no answer. Looking at it like this, it seemed like someone was contemplating whether or not to commit suicide.
I am naturally a talkative person, but I did not open my mouth while King Geumsan was worried. This is because people must face moments like this before they can honestly face their inner feelings.
It was Gwangseung who broke the silence.
He entered the main hall holding the stone tablet and sat quietly across from me. I just leaned the stone head against the table, but the inside of the main hall rang heavily.
Only then did I open my mouth.
“How did the noodles taste?”
Gwangseung smiled slightly.
“With the body of a Buddhist, I am no longer attached to the taste of food.”
“yes.”
“It was very tasteless.”
“That’s too bad.”
“Unlike the others, Moonju eats well and enjoys it. What happened?”
“I ate the tasteless food I made in Ilyang County for a long time. At that time, I thought a meal was just something you crammed in when you were hungry. “I didn’t think the food had any surprising flavor.”
“What pleasure have you lived for?”
“Instead, the fruit was always delicious, although I didn’t eat much.”
“I really like fruit too.”
“I tasted other people’s food and found out that the rice tastes great. The world is so big. Strangely enough, rice tastes good? This is something I could never have imagined in my family.”
Gwangseung looked at me.
“Did you prepare any poison in the kitchen?”
“There was a time when you had to eat just that to survive.”
“I guess it wasn’t as tasty as Jeolbap. In fact, the day I first drank alcohol, I realized that the world was much wider and more mysterious than I expected. “But I didn’t drink a single drink at the noodle restaurant.”
“Normally, monks don’t enjoy alcohol.”
After finishing the conversation up to this point, the drunken monk, Apostate, looked at King Geumsan next to him.
“Are you the King of Geumsan?”
“exactly.”
Gwangseung, who was looking at King Geumsan’s expression, spoke in an emotionless tone.
“Shall I kill you? I’ll do it if you want. “If your head explodes, the pain will only last for a moment.”
King Geumsan looked at me with wide eyes.
This kid seems to have a habit of asking others for help when he’s in danger of dying.
However, if Gwangseung wanted to kill him, he had no intention of stopping him.
“Even I cannot stop the monk’s actions.”
Gwangseung swung his left hand without any warning. Then King Geumsan, who raised his hand to block his tension, flew into the wall.
Quaaaaaaaaa!
I expected that King Geumsan would put up quite a bit of resistance, but before I knew it, he was squirming with a face covered in blood.
Gwangseung ordered.
“It was a decent hit. Come and sit again.”
King Geumsan, who was breathing heavily, looked outside the main hall as if his instincts were triggered. However, since Gwangseung was close to the entrance in the first place, there was no chance of him escaping.
Gwangseung said.
“I can’t believe a guy who is trained in martial arts would kill someone like that for a few pennies. Is there a reason for you to live? “While we were here, people like you beat Munju and most of them to death.”
King Geumsan, who was about to sit down in his seat, was unable to do so.
He said while kneeling in front of Gwangseung.
“Monk, please save me.”
Gwangseung asked me.
“What did Munju decide to do?”
“For now, I’ve decided to get rid of the martial arts.”
The plan was to make him throw away his wealth to the Murim Alliance, and if he did not change his mind, he would be imprisoned in the Murim Alliance’s prison.
“That is correct. “I have no intention of shaving this guy’s head and taking him with me.”
Gwangseung stretched out his hand, and before he knew it, King Geumsan’s hair was caught.
To my eyes, it seemed like Gwangseung’s eyes were filled with fire.
“Should I die like this, or should I take away your martial arts skills? At this point, your money is of no use.”
Gwangseung asked a question but didn’t really expect an answer. His right hand moved and touched King Geumsan’s belly several times. The sound of a drum being torn apart was heard, and soon King Geumsan’s body collapsed on the floor.
I asked because I was curious.
“Is this a method of destroying Danjeon?”
Gwangseung shook his head.
“They just broke the power supply. If you leave the frame, you can build it again. “I became unable to learn martial arts.”
I comforted King Geumsan, who had fallen on the floor.
“If you lose your martial arts but do not lose your body, you have not lost anything. The same goes if you lost money and saved yourself. You made so much money by harming others that even the steel turtle and the drinking monk could not pass by you. “Are you feeling unfair?”
“… … .”
I asked outside.
“Donglim.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Donglim-ah, who had appeared as soon as I called her, looked at me at the entrance. I pointed at King Geumsan, who had fainted, with a gesture of my chin.
“Take him in and take care of him so he doesn’t die. “Ask someone else to bring you the best liquor in this safe house.”
“All right.”
“for a moment.”
“yes.”
I said while looking at Donglim-ah.
“There is no need for snacks, and poison does not work, so tell them to skip it.”
“All right.”
Donglimah picked up the King of Geumsan and went outside.
Gwangseung looked at me from across the room and smiled slightly.
“Munju.”
“yes.”
“I’m happier than ever. “I guess this bad heart is my nature, right?”
I nodded.
“That heart is just like my heart.”
We laughed heartily a few times. Suddenly, Gwangseung looked up at the open sky and said this.
“The wind is blowing gently.”
It looked really cool to see it like this. Little by little, you will be extinguishing the flame that has been burning in your heart for a long time.
Just like I once did.
“Do you know what the most delicious alcohol in the world is?”
Gwangseung answered.
“Something?”
I grinned while looking at Gwangseung.
“It’s a drink stolen from people like King Geumsan.”
Why does a man like Gwangseung drink alcohol?
It is to extinguish the flame of the heart.
When the alcohol that King Geumsan carefully kept arrives.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of making ice wine for Gwangseung.
Actually, I don’t care whether I’m invincible in the West or invincible in the East.
I’m not even interested in the hair of evildoers.
Even looking at the sea doesn’t give me much inspiration.
There is no obsession with delicious food and great drinks.
All I care about is the flame burning within the light.
Since Master Bald was happy, I was happy too.
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