Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 18

Episode 18. All you need to know is who the boss is

. Early March.

Namyanghyeon.

The Southern District Headquarters.

With an ocher-colored teacup between them, Im Won-yeong of the Ark of the South Sea and Jung Ji-won, acting manager, are sitting face to face.

No matter how much time had passed, the tea cups of the two were cold.

Suddenly, Lim Won-young looked out the window.

“haha. I think winter is over now. I think it’s time to finish the work that I’ve been putting off. What do you think of the acting manager?”

Jeong Ji-won, who was silent for a moment, nodded as if he couldn’t help it.

“If that is what the ark intends, then we must do it.”

“It’s a somewhat unpleasant face.”

“Obongsanchae’s opinion is a bit bothering me.”

“It’s just an illusion created by Pacheon Demon-kun’s greed. You forcibly doubled the number of thirty-six green houses, right? How long do you think the thieves of Obongsanchae will survive in the green forest?”

Pacheonma-gun, the owner of green forest, was not satisfied with 36 houses and raised the plate. Because of that wind, new bandits appear in the mountains and rivers, making a lot of noise. However, anything that is poorly built will quickly fall apart. Im Won-young believed that Obong Sanchae would not last long.

“It is, but it is. In addition to us, there are as many as 7 upper divisions that have been defeated by Obong Sanchae, including Mansu Tower and Hwayang. With that number, it’s not a fluke.”

“Who said it was a fluke? But there is one thing you overlooked. So far, no one has ever gone to Obong Sanchae. Everyone got hit by frost during their ordinary trip. So no matter how many times you win, it doesn’t mean much. Because that’s not the real power of the upper side. Isn’t it?”

“Grunt. It does.”

Jeong Ji-won reluctantly nodded.

“It was not because we did not give up easily that our ordinary merchants (general merchants), who were neither contemplative (merchant-level merchants) nor military merchants (soldiers who traded military supplies), were able to grow this far. You want to rip the toll on the idiot bandits without doing anything? It can’t be. Not to mention cancer.”

“Then, Lord, how about solidarity with other Sangbangs who come and go to Obongsan Mountain?”

“omg! I have face. Joining hands with other bosses to deal with those petty thieves? How pitiful do other people think of us?”

To Im Won-young, who was full of confidence, that was nonsense.

Jeong Ji-won also didn’t refute it, probably thinking that wasn’t the case.

According to what is known, Obong Sanchae is an organization created by petty thieves in Baobong County. Recently, Gumilbokgeom and Muyeongshintu joined, but they were significantly weak compared to other forest sanchaes.

In fact, the power of Namyang Sangbang is stronger than that of three or four military officers combined. There are over a hundred warriors on the upper side alone. It doesn’t make sense that we can’t solve the bandits in Mount Obong with such force.

“You are so cautious that it is Tal. Have some faith in our South Seas.”

“All right. However, Cheongwoon-gwan expressed its intention to join this subjugation. What will they do?”

Lim Won-young stroked his beard for a moment.

Cheongwoon-gwan is a prestigious military officer in Nakyang who produced Poongwoondae Daeju Wang In-geol. It seems that Wang In-geol, a disciple, was humiliated at Obongsanchae, so he wants revenge.

“How many will come?”

“The martial arts master and ten masters.”

“Send it. Strictly speaking, they are not foreigners. Even if it comes to light later, it won’t be a problem.”

“All right.”

When the conversation was roughly finished, Lim Won-young and Jung Ji-won drank the cold tea at once.

***

Mid-March.

Suju-hyeon’s Mansu Sangbang Group.

Kwak Ja-ui of the ark and Kwak Won-ho of the acting chief are sitting with their heads together, but their expressions are serious.

Acting Chief Kwak Won-ho said with a flushed face.

“Ark, in the end, Namyang Sangbang took the lead. I’m going to subdue Obong Mountain.”

Kwak Ja-gi of the ark silently rubbed the beard under his nose with his fingertips. Kwak Won-ho, the acting manager who watched over his habit when he was deeply troubled, continued to speak cautiously.

“Lee Moo-ryang, the supreme swordsman of the South Sea, moves directly.”

“Imoo-ryang?”

Lee Chae was young in Kwak Jai’s eyes.

Gyeongcheon Swordsman Lee Moo-ryang was a master who was the symbol of the South Sea. That meant that the upper division of Namyang took the subjugation of Mount Obong quite seriously.

“It looks like we will mobilize 70 percent of the power of the South Sea.”

“omg! It means that everyone except for the number of people currently on the way up is being put in.”

“That’s right. It is said that 11 masters from the Luoyang Chungwoon Hall will also join.”

“Perhaps it’s to save face for the king of Poongwoondae, Daeju, right?”

“Gyeongcheondae Daeju So Gunpyeong is from Wuhan Hongbang, so there must be something to keep him in check. Isn’t the competition between Chungwoon-kwan and Hongbang famous in Namyang Sangbang?”

“If Namyang Sangbang goes that far, it won’t even come until our turn.”

“But again, I’m not sure.”

“huh? What does that mean?”

“A few days ago, a merchant passing by Haga Village heard a strange rumor.”

“rumor?”

“It seems that Gumilbokgeom and Muyoungshintu have been pushed out of the ranking competition.”

“omg! Is there someone stronger than Gumilbokgeom and Muyoungshintu in Obongsanchae?”

Gumilbokgeom and Muyeongshintu are famous Madou in Henan. In particular, the name of Gumil Bok-geom was enough to make a crying child stop crying. It was never a good sign that there was someone stronger than them in Obong Sanchae.

“It is said that he was defeated by a young master of Sanchae. It’s the sound that came from the main base, so the credibility is low.”

“A young master? Couldn’t it be the boy who cut off the sword of the White Wanderer?”

“I guess that’s how it feels.”

“Hmm!”

A groan escaped from Kwak Jai’s mouth.

Gyeongcheon Swordsman Lee Moo-ryang is a famous master in Henan like Gumilbokgeom or Muyeongshintu. Of the three, we will have to wait and see who is more outstanding, but people generally believe in the superiority of Lee Moo-ryang. It is probably for that reason that Lee Moo-ryang was put forward by the Namyang Sangbang.

But what if there is someone who is better than Gumilbokgeom and Muyeongshintu in Obongsanchae?

Things get a lot more complicated.

It means that Immu-yang could be defeated, that is.

“Are you saying that the subjugation of the upper reaches of the Southern Ocean could end in failure…”

Kwak Won-ho’s voice came to Kwak Ja-ui’s ears as he was lost in thought.

“Ark, should we prepare too?”

Kwak Ja-ui looked at Kwak Won-ho with strange eyes.

“You, what do you think the outcome would be if Lee Moo-ryang and our leader competed?”

If Lee Moo-ryang, the supreme leader of the Namyang Sangbang, is a secular disciple of the Hwasan faction, Sangmu-cheon, the gwangpung swordsman, the patriarch of the Mansu Sangbang, is a secular disciple of the shaman faction. It’s the sound of a dead end.

Kwak Won-ho thought about the intention of the question posed by the ark.

Somehow, this seemed to ask in turn, ‘Can the head of Mansu Sangbang beat a boy master whose name is not yet known to the world?’

A bitter smile appeared on Kwak Won-ho’s face.

It is known that the martial arts of Lee Mu-ryang and Sangmu-cheon, the heads of the two Sangbangs, are similar. That means that if Lee Moo-ryang fails, there is no hope for Sang Mu-cheon.

“The actions of the two patriarchs are similar, so you won’t be able to easily decide who is superior or inferior.”

“Is that so? Then what do you think we should prepare for?”

Kwak Won-ho pondered for a moment.

If 10,000,000,000,000 of the patriarch, Sangmu, is not enough, there is no choice but to borrow external power.

“How would you like to ask the patriarch to bring his teacher, the Merchant of Heaven and Earth?”

“hmm. The Merchant of Heaven and Earth is an elder of the shaman faction, so he won’t move easily.”

Although Sangmucheon is said to be a disciple of the merchant of heaven and earth, he is only a disciple of a secular family. To be honest, it was rare for an elder from the mountain to descend the mountain for the sake of a disciple.

“What if I send a donation to a non-partisan Jang Moon-in and petition? The non-partisans are also members of the Justice League, so why don’t you let them go at least out of morality?”

“It’s okay. A hermit of 500 nyang would be fine, right?”

“sure. If it’s that much money, he’ll come to you even if you ask for help.”

“no matter how! Still, you’re a non-partisan long-time writer.”

“What is there that money can’t do? Don’t they say that even ghosts are in charge?”

Gwak Ja-jai said with a smile.

“First, release a few people in Haga Village. Because we need to know the outcome of the subjugation quickly.”

“yes.”

“And meet the Patriarch and insinuate our intentions. Be careful not to offend him anyway.”

“All right. Let’s have a drink with the patriarch today.”

The conversation between the two was cut off.

how much time has passed

Kwak Jai-ui, who was tapping the table with his fingertips, murmured.

“The subjugation of the upper South Sea must be successful.”

“ha! I wish I could blow my nose without touching it this time.”

Kwak Ja-ja looked at Kwak Won-ho with complicated eyes.

It’s heart-to-heart.

It’s not because the hermit’s 500 nyang is a waste, it’s because it’s uncomfortable dealing with Green Forest.

***

From Namyang-hyeon, Bobong-hyeon is a two-day walk.

The great movement of warriors armed with swords from the upper reaches of Namyang was known to Bobong-hyeon in less than half a day.

Namyang Sangbang goes to Obong Sanchae!

Rumors that overthrew Baofeng County soon spread to Hajia Village.

Among the thugs in Haga Village, a few of them who had been dealing with the bandits reported the news to Obong Sanchae.

Surprised, Poongyeoncho hurriedly called the resting thieves to the yard.

“Now the guys from the South Sea are coming to attack us. What should I do?”

Poongyeoncho, who had little experience with Gangho, glanced at Shenyanggak and Baekgyo.

However, Shen Yang-Gak and Baek-Gyo did not step forward because they had the face of a provincial Madou.

Although not as good as them, Hwang Yo-myeong, a poison sim bag who made a name for himself in the prefecture, asked cautiously.

“How many of the guys from the South Seas are there?”

With a cloth tied tightly around his left arm, he kept an eye on the younger brother as he spoke.

“It is said that there are about eighty ninety people.”

“Hut!”

At the number 890, Hwang Yo-myung’s mouth dropped open.

The number of thieves in Obong Sanchae increased slightly to thirty in a month. However, it is still heavy compared to eighty-ninety.

The atmosphere became heavy.

At that moment, Shen Yang-gak kicked the shin of Hwang Yo-myeong, who was standing in awe.

“You bastard! What are you so surprised about? In Gangho, the number of heads of subordinates means nothing. All you need to know is who the leader is!”

This was not to Hwang Yo-myeong, but to Poong Yeon-cho.

Poongyeoncho answered quickly.

“They’s leader is Mu-Ryang Lee, the supreme swordsman.”

Shen Yang-gak, who knew something about Lee Mu-ryang, immediately struck a cynic.

“joy! Lee Moo-ryang is looking for a place to die.”

The complexion of the dying Poongyeoncho brightened.

“Shim Noje. Let me know if you have a better way.”

Poong Yeon-cho knew his subject, so he politely requested Shen Yang-gak.

However, Shim Yang-gak, who had a strong sense of pride, pretended not to hear. It’s because he doesn’t want to follow the words of sewage pungyeoncho who doesn’t even know how to do it.

The eyes of Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching from behind, became ferocious.

Hwang Yo-myeong, startled, hurriedly intervened.

“Shim-nim, but there are 890 enemies coming, what should I do?”

Only then did Shen Yang-gak pretend that he hadn’t won.

“Twenty years ago, the four Sangbangs united and hit Daebyeol Sanchae. At that time, King Chae-ju of Daebyeol Sanchae held on by closing the door tightly.”

“ah! So how did it go?”

Hwang Yo-myeong put in an appropriate choo-im-sae.

“After about three days, when the upper boundary was loosened, King Poison Rain opened the door and ran out. And when the patriarchs of the upper direction stepped forward to settle the situation, two of them were cut down. Ironically, the fight ended then. The other two were suppressed by the force and fled, and the warriors from the upper direction all fled.”

The thieves’ faces brightened when they said, “All have fled.” This is because he finally understood what Simyanggak was trying to say. Hagiya wars between countries end when the commander dies, but the fight between the breakwaters is horrible!

In a word, you just have to hit the head.

The faces of the thieves, who had been dying under the overwhelming numbers, finally came alive.