< Episode 102 Return (2) >
same time
The manor of Na Yulyang the grand duke of Cheonjihoe.
Grand Duke Na Yulyang sat in a comfortable position leaning on the head of the table and drank his drink in one go before throwing it down on the floor.
-Clink!
When the glass broke the corners of Na Yulyang’s mouth went up.
Seeing him like that his confidant Mo Yak sighed and said with a smile.
“Are you that good?”
“Cancer is good.”
After the building closed he looked for him but he suddenly disappeared and his enthusiasm waned for a while.
He was emotionally barren due to his innate killing intent and lived a life without any hardships due to his natural talent.
Therefore except for his master the Lord of Heaven and Earth and the two five kings with the title of Eight Saints no one aroused his interest.
Even the priests who were aiming for the position of successor were nothing more than brats so they were not even impressed.
But then the guy appeared.
‘Thorough cultivation.’
The monster I met for the first time in my life.
He grew during the fight and climbed over the wall without even signing the contract.
As if that wasn’t enough he even defeated himself even though he later received help from the King of Seomdok.
After that Na Yu-ryang found interest in life for the first time.
Because he developed a sincere desire to kill someone.
This was a clear feeling.
-closely!
Na Yulyang clenched and unclenched his fists.
How long did he wait for that guy to show up?
[I cannot tell you because it is a confidential mission.]
[Are you inside? Are you outside?]
[I can’t tell you that either.]
There was only one thing he learned through Buhoeju.
The truth was that he was carrying out a confidential mission for the Lord.
Meanwhile Hoeju’s condition deteriorated rapidly and he was momentarily troubled by a suggestion given to him by the Presbyterian Church.
But finally Mokgyeongun appeared.
-Park!
Grand Duke Lu Liang stood up from his seat.
Then Moyak frowned and said.
“Confucius. “You sure you’re not going to kill him right now are you?”
“Then is there any reason to wait any longer?”
“Not now.”
At those words Na Yu-ryang looked at Mo Yak with cold eyes and said.
“What do you mean it’s not?”
How long have you been waiting for the day to fight that guy again?
But are you trying to dissuade yourself now?
He expressed his unpleasant feelings but Moyak seemed to have read his feelings and spoke carefully.
“He has returned from a confidential mission given by the head of the company. But isn’t there one thing strange?”
Nayuliang raised one eyebrow at those words and then answered.
“…Did you say you headed to the cancer center instead of going to see Master?”
“yes. And unlike when he disappeared he appeared at the main entrance of the meeting.”
At Mo Yak’s words Na Yulyang’s eyes narrowed and the corner of his mouth went up.
“You were afraid of Tosagufeng.”
“That’s all I can think of at the moment. “You may not know the status of Hoeju yet but seeing as they are heading straight for Cancer which can be considered an ally rather than the main unit.”
At his judgment I Yulryang clicked his tongue.
He may have been a pawn of a political faction but I thought he might have caught the eye of his master and received a confidential mission because of his incredible talent but it seems he was just a card that could be thrown away.
He’s only held back by his origins.
“You’re not so lucky.”
“That’s none of our concern. I don’t know yet. “It may be because they are afraid of Tosagu-pin but it is also possible that they headed straight to Amjong on the orders of the Lord.”
“…Was that it?”
“yes.”
It was the latter that Moyak had to be on guard against.
If it was just the former there would be no problem in dealing with him.
However if he said the latter he would be interfering with someone who is carrying out a confidential mission for the Lord of Hoiju.
“So what are we going to do?”
“There is no need for Confucius to move directly or reveal our cards.”
“Are you saying we should just leave it alone?”
“no. “Isn’t there a hand that suits you best?”
“A suitable hand? …Hoo. “Are you talking about him?”
Moyak nodded his head at Grand Duke Na Yulyang’s words and responded with a smile.
“yes. You weren’t going to test Him anyway were you? “I don’t know whether you have clearly turned your back on Lady Wi So-yeon or King Myeong-do.”
“As expected of you…”
“I don’t know why you keep calling it trivial instead of saying good things like planning or strategy.”
“That’s it.”
Moyak pursed his lips at Grand Duke Na Yuryang’s words.
Then he stood up and said:
“Then I will assume that Confucius has given permission and I will move him.”
Grand Duke Luo Liliang stared at Mo Ruo intently.
It was easier to move directly than this way but it was definitely not a good time to move hastily.
So there was no harm in testing him through him.
“As you wish.”
I Yulyang shrugged his shoulders and sat down.
When he gave his permission Mo Yak raised the corner of his mouth and said.
“Hehehe. Even if he were to spread the precepts of suffering and suffering he would use his best efforts even if only for the sake of appearance unlike the time when he was allied with Wi So-yeon’s group or King Myeong-do’s great disciple Woo Ho-rang. “If you’re unlucky you might become a half-asshole.”
Nayuliang snorted at those words.
The opponent may be the worst but if this is enough to make him a half-asshole he doesn’t deserve to compete with the person he is now.
* * *
one side
The expression of Hwan Ya-seon the head of the Amjong clan hardened.
Byeok his bodyguard and confidant was like his right hand man.
He couldn’t help but feel embarrassed when he suddenly aimed his sword at his back.
As he was an orphan he personally selected him and raised him by teaching him martial arts so it was believed that there was no room for doubt about his loyalty.
But he betrayed himself?
He was the head of the intelligence department and the cancer branch that dealt with Ganja but this was somewhat implausible.
“…wall. “Have you really betrayed me?”
“I only follow Master Mu Qingyun.”
“How dare you!”
Hwan Ya-seon’s composure was broken and her voice rose slightly.
Captivated by his disappointment the area of Hwan Ya-seon’s neck that was not covered by the bast face turned red.
It may have been a natural reaction for him to believe that he had been betrayed by this person.
But in reality it was not a betrayal.
It was just that the wall was possessed by the demon monk Mokgyeongun’s faithful food spirit.
As Hwanya-seon who does not know the principles of magic or vengeful spirits Imaemangryang could not understand this relationship but one thing is certain.
‘…Wrong.’
He decided that everything was going wrong.
Hwan Ya-seon carefully pressed the middle finger of his left hand to the Nogung acupoint (勞宮穴) of his palm.
He opened his mouth and let out a distinctive laugh.
“Oh ho ho. “I heard you don’t raise black-haired animals.”
“….”
As the head of a sect that deals with ganja he was skilled in controlling his emotions.
In any case if it was clear that his disciple Mok Gyeong-woon and his confidant Byeok had betrayed him he couldn’t be caught up in feelings of disappointment forever.
Right now I had to find a way out of this unfavorable situation.
Amjong Ju Hwanyaseon who was constantly shaking his head glared at Mok Gyeongyun and continued his words.
“What a pity.”
“What?”
“If your grandfather Jang Ho-beop finds out about your deterioration in abandoning the religion he might be grieved in the afterlife.”
At those words Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes sparkled.
When he first found out that Amjong Ju Hwan Ya-seon was a member of the Baehwa Church he put together the right circumstances to deceive him calling his grandfather an unknown master and making it seem like he was a member of the Baehwa Church.
But coincidentally my grandfather was really a Baehwagyo person.
At the time Hwan Ya-seon the head of the Amjong clan spoke in a way that made it seem like he knew who the grandfather Mok Gyeong-un was talking about was.
He said “It’s hard to tell you right away because he kept you silent until the end.” However it is certain that he is a very high-ranking person at our school.]
But surprisingly that was true.
He was surprisingly close to the truth.
“It’s fun.”
“Is it fun? “Are you talking about this situation?”
“Yes I really didn’t know that Master was the person I had in mind.”
At Mo Gyeong-un’s answer Hwan Ya-seon the head of the Amjong clan frowned.
He was quick-witted enough to infer many things from just small clues but it was difficult to understand what Mok Gyeong-un meant by what he was saying.
But now in his mind getting out of here was more important than talking to Mok Gyeong-un.
Hwan Ya-seon who had been gently pressing the Nogung acupoint (勞宮穴) on the palm of his left hand relaxed his arm.
at that moment
-Papapapap!
Something fell from the flesh of his left arm to the floor.
When it hit the floor
– Puff puff puff!
Gray smoke flowed out.
Accordingly the demonic monk who was possessed by Byeok who was aiming his sword at Hwan Ya-seon’s back hurriedly tried to subdue him using the method of Geumnasu.
however
-Papak!
At that moment Hwan Ya-seon dodged the devil’s hand in an instant with a willow tree shaking and grabbed his wrist and broke it.
-Wow!
-puck!
He kicked his chest with his foot.
No matter how much he was caught behind Hwan Ya-seon the leader of the cancer race was also an expert at the pinnacle.
He was not an opponent who could easily be defeated by Wall’s body at its peak.
and
-Shoooooooo!
Before I knew it the smoke was spreading everywhere.
The wall that took in this frowned.
This was because the moment I inhaled the smoke I felt my body losing strength and my whole body becoming stiff.
It seemed like it was poisonous smoke.
Looking at his body stiffening and convulsing Huan Yashen clicked his tongue and said:
“You brought it on yourself. “This squire cherished me so much.”
This solo dance was Hwanya Seon’s secret move.
It was a mixture of paralyzing poison and other poisons and was always hidden in his left arm through surgery.
It was created to be used in the worst possible situation and the fog was strong enough to spread smoke for nearly 20 pieces.
Of course if you are an expert you can block this with fortune telling but for a while you had no choice but to waste time trying to block it.
‘I don’t know if it will work even for experts who have overcome the wall.’
However what bothered me was that Mok Gyeong-un was an expert in flower painting.
Since he had already seen him compete with Huaiju he knew that his skills had already surpassed his own so he even pulled out his secret move.
I don’t know if this will work for Mo Qingyun or not but I had to use this opportunity to try to escape with the Seonghwa Spiritual Ju.
-Shudder!
Hwan Ya-seon the leader of the Amjong clan who was trying to hurriedly launch the new model in his carriage stopped without realizing it.
It was because of the vast magical energy that filled the surroundings.
‘What novelty?’
The energy was so strong that it gave goosebumps all over his body.
It was that moment.
-Shoooooooo!
The gray fog that was so hazy that it even obscured the surroundings’ vision suddenly moved quickly.
This was creating a flow.
The flow is
‘no way?’
Cancer Zhou Huan Yashen lifted his head upward.
The cloud which had been moving widely gradually narrowed upward and formed a whirlwind.
Seeing this Hwanya Seon could not contain his astonishment.
The vast magical energy filling the surroundings was trapping the clouds causing them to swirl and sending them upward.
Soon the gray cloud that was billowing upward with a whirlwind completely disappeared.
‘How can this be…’
It’s enough to blow away a poisonous dance with just one jingi.
This was completely unexpected.
Who on earth is this?
Would it be possible for a person who can handle this level of magical energy to be above the Eight Star level in the Five Kings?
No it was something that could have been possible only if he was a member of a group.
From his perspective he could see Mok Gyeong-un holding out his hand and gently lifting his index finger upwards.
The beauty flowing from his fingertips was truly thrilling.
‘!?’
Amjongju Hwan Ya-seon’s eyes widened.
Is it that kid Mok Gyeong-un who did this?
He swallowed dry saliva without realizing it because his mouth was dry.
I knew that his martial arts progress was so fast that it exceeded his expectations.
But this was beyond the realm of expectations.
What happened in the few months I was away on a classified mission?
-Wow! Wow!
Hwan Ya-sun who was at a loss for words in shock turned his head when he heard a sound next to him.
It’s not enough to move the frozen body of a confidant and bodyguard there.
-Push!
A black liquid presumed to be poison was seen flowing from the tips of his ten fingers.
‘Ah? ‘Excreting poison… out of the body?’
And that too in this short moment?
Even though Byeok was excellent at martial arts as he had raised it himself he was exposed to a surprise attack so he was unable to respond so quickly.
What on earth is going on?
It was a car that was perplexing.
-Kkiik!
The carriage door opened.
Someone came down through the door holding a cane and the moment Hwan Ya-seon saw him many complex emotions filled Hwan Ya-seon’s eyes.
‘Seonghwa Commando.’
He wondered if the day would come when he would see her again locked in the underground gold prison of her imperial palace.
But to see you again like this.
Even in the midst of a crisis I couldn’t help but feel emotional.
-Wow!
What should I do about this?
No matter how thrilling her death was I couldn’t hand her over to Cheonjihoe here.
I have to take her out of the meeting even if it means sacrificing her own life…
It was then.
“Issuance of fieldwork at night.”
she called herself
He wanted to show his courtesy by calling out the Holy Spirit Spell right away but he couldn’t give a hasty answer as he wondered if there were eyes and ears from the intelligence department sent by Hoeju.
In response Hwan Ya-sun shook her head and tried to pretend that she shouldn’t say what she said but Seonghwa Ryeong-ju brought out something she had never expected.
“Bow down and show respect to him right away.”
“What are you talking about now….”
“The one in front of you is the true owner of the Holy Fire.”
‘!!!!!!’
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