< Episode 102 Return (3) >
A dark space full of only shadows.
There sitting cross-legged was a man with a hideously burned face.
He was a messenger from the Presbyterian Church who called himself Yulmyeong to the Grand Duke Na Yu-ryang.
Those words opened his mouth.
“It was beyond my expectations. At best our efforts to find a secret passage were in vain. “I didn’t expect you to come in from the front.”
At his words an old man’s gruff voice was heard in the darkness.
“What a clever guy. “Did you notice this in advance?”
“I don’t think so. “Maybe it’s just because I’m worried about Tosagufeng.”
“Tosagupin?”
“Since he was your hostage it would be a good idea to throw him away. However he is as careful as he is clever. Thanks to that the old woman finally made it to the meeting.”
“So you headed to Hoeju?”
“That’s not it.”
“No?”
“Contrary to your expectations I ended up pulling the wagon with carcinoma.”
“carcinoma? Did he go to his damn teacher?”
“yes.”
“So that means it’s not a piece of chess that only moves according to the owner’s wishes.”
“If you look at it so far yes.”
“That means…”
“It may have something to do with a third force. “For example a group of radiants whose magic skills are so good that they can use vengeful spirits as food spirits.”
“Are you talking about the people who treated Wonsalgakju as living corpses?”
“yes.”
“Did you say he was comparable to you?”
“There are not many radiations that can repel my main force.”
“Hmm.”
“What should I do? First of all I left it alone because there was an incident in Hoeju and it was unknown how far the third force had penetrated. Now that the old woman is here I can no longer do that.”
The being in the dark seemed to agree with Yulmyeong’s concerns and let out a faint groan.
Then he quickly spoke.
“First of all the most urgent matter is that old woman. “If you do this you will immediately get cancer…”
“Please put the carcinoma on hold for a while.”
“hold?”
“Although the probability is low it may be Hoeju’s intended trap.”
“Hoeju? Now he…”
“Don’t the elders know this well? “If this is a trap aimed at us stepping forward it could backfire.”
“What do you want to do if you do that?”
“How about letting them put it out themselves?”
“self?”
“Even so in the hands of King Myeongdo there is a younger brother who was held hostage at the Yeonmok Sword Ground like you.”
“Hoo.”
Yulmyeong said in a meaningful voice.
“Whether it’s a chess horse or not it’s hard to overcome the weight of flesh and blood.”
* * *
“The one in front of you is the true owner of the Holy Fire.”
‘!!!!!’
Hwan Ya-seon the head of the Amjong clan was beyond surprised by Seong Hwa-ryeongju’s words and could not take his eyes off Mo Gyeong-un’s face.
What on earth does this mean?
Mok Gyeong-un who was believed to have betrayed the religion is the owner of the torch?
The owner of the Holy Fire.
Isn’t that being the incarnation of fire that they have been waiting for for a long time?
“What are you doing now…”
“Uh-huh!”
Just a moment ago Hwan Ya-seon thought that she needed to pay attention to her because there might be external surveillance on her but her shock must have been so great that he called out to her.
“Seonghwa Commando… Are you really saying that’s true?”
“Be polite.”
At the stern voice of Seonghwaryeongju the eyes of Hwanyaseon the head of Amjong wavered.
There was no way she would talk nonsense after receiving the revelation of her sanctification.
Suddenly many things flashed through his mind.
‘Ahh…’
Does this mean that the speed of development with such incredible inaction that one might think of him as a monster was something he was born with because he was the embodiment of all this intelligence?
Hwan Ya-seon who had been staring intently for a while soon got down on her knees.
He then crossed his arms over his chest put his hands on his shoulders and made the bowing gesture.
-thud!
Because he always hid his identity and worked with secretaries and information he was more suspicious than anyone else but paradoxically he was more loyal and religious to the religion than anyone else.
Therefore his eyes were filled with complex feelings as he knelt down.
Even my eyes became red.
‘Issuance of a field trip….’
Looking at him like this Seonghwaryeongju’s eyes became confused.
She thought back to just fifteen days ago.
* * *
Everyone was gathered in the guest hall of Yeonggeom Mountain Lodge.
[How on earth is this?]
The Holy Spirit of Seonghwa and her granddaughter Yesongah could not hide their embarrassment as they looked at the broken pieces of the orb which could be said to be the Spirit of Holy Fire itself that gave revelation.
Even so they were puzzled because there was no mention of the orb.
But who would have known that the Boju could turn out like this?
‘What can I do with this?’
Seonghwa’s command became complicated in her mind.
The ability to read revelations brought about the threat of numerous enemies but at the same time served as protection against them.
However if the orb was broken their role would now be nullified.
Even though she lost her powers her granddaughter Yesongah inherited those powers so this was her Seonghwa Spiritual Spell that she hoped would protect her.
She wasn’t the only one embarrassed by her teeth.
Nie Chun looked at this and parted her lips as if she was concerned.
[Master… If the orb that gives the revelation of prophecy is broken then our mission is…]
[It’s not a particular failure.]
[yes? What do you mean by that?]
[What was our mission?]
[Our mission? that….]
The confidential mission they received was to escape the Seonghwa Spirit Pillar from the golden prison underground in the imperial palace.
If she accepted her mission as is it certainly wasn’t a failure.
However the purpose of seizing her sacred command spell must have originated from her mysterious ability to predict the future.
Will the owner of the company really understand this?
The fact that he went to such lengths to break out the Seonghwa Spirit Pillar clearly seemed to have something to do with his details.
Nie Chun spoke cautiously.
[Even if it does not lead to failure the promise may not be kept because the mission has not been fully accomplished. If that happens the position of the fourth disciple will be in vain….]
Before he could finish his words Mong Muyak spoke up.
[Is there a need to be concerned about one’s position?]
[what?]
[My lord has already reached a state where he can compete with the Six Heavens which are said to be the pinnacle of martial arts at the time.]
[Wait a minute what do you mean by medicine?]
[Cheonjihoe originally followed the law of strong self-respect. However at some point the Cheonmaek (天脈) reigns over the society like an emperor. However a being that surpasses the heavenly vein was born so is there any reason for that?]
Because he was in charge of the intelligence department he always made rational decisions.
However Seopchun clicked his tongue at his changed attitude.
That’s probably why I was so fascinated by the existence of Mok Gyeong-un and his strength.
however
[There is some truth to what you say. However even if the group’s goal was self-reliance that would be too hasty a judgment. at least….]
[Don’t you want to say that you need a justification?]
[…okay. Even though you know that?]
No matter how powerful Mok Gyeong-un became he needed a cause to follow in order to become the person who could lead this huge organization called Cheonjihoe.
Even though he became a disciple of King Amjong his roots were in a political faction and he was held hostage.
Moreover if he who has decided to pledge loyalty to the association tries to solve everything simply through force who will follow him?
Rather internal enemies will only increase.
however
-Park!
Mong Wuyak knelt down on one knee on the spot and put his hands together to show respect.
Everyone’s attention was focused on his sudden attitude.
Meanwhile Meng Wuyak spoke to Mu Qingyun in a pious voice.
[Not only the heavenly veins and ley veins are qualified to be the hosts of the meeting.]
[What are you doing now….]
[It is absolutely no coincidence that Huin who succeeded Wolmaek returned to the circuit. If the lord wants to rule over the society I will follow him by sacrificing his life as Imong Muyak Gyeonma Jiro (犬馬之勞).]
[Wolmaek?]
At those words Nie Chun’s eyes widened.
Did he say that he is now a wolmaek?
Speaking of Wolmaek isn’t it one of the foundations of the Cheonjiwolhoe which can be said to be the predecessor of the Cheonjiwolhoe?
I knew that due to some kind of incident even the secret disappeared and the latter was completely cut off.
But what does this mean?
I was puzzled and Mong Wuyak said.
[I don’t know about most of you but my lord is the descendant of Wolmaek who has appeared for the first time in over a hundred years. That is why King Myeongdo brought him.]
It was Mong Mu-yak who was the deputy governor of the governor of Hoeju.
He knew well from his father Buhoe Ju Mong Seocheon how the two hostages of the political faction were captured.
However due to the orders of Huaiju the fact that Mok Gyeong-un was the successor of Wolmaek was kept secret.
Even if Wolmaek’s successor had appeared in the first place there was nothing they could do about it now.
But now things have changed.
The wonderful inaction of Mokgyeongun can once again establish the law of Sammaek…
It was then.
-Park!
[No it won’t happen.]
‘!?’
Meng Muyak frowned and looked at the person who intervened.
She was none other than the Seonghwa Spiritual Lord.
She suddenly barged in and asked “What are you doing lying down on the floor?”
She said to her puzzlement.
[Now that the orb that gives revelation has been destroyed the symbolism of the Holy Spirit Lord has virtually disappeared. In a situation where the religious leader has died and even our existence has become meaningless the only person who can lead the remaining church members is Confucius who can be called an incarnation. please….]
[Please close your mouth. How dare you discuss telling your lord not to lead a cult?]
Mong Wuyak interrupted her and raised her voice.
Her mission caused her to escape from prison but like the rest of her Jungwon people she did not have a very good attitude towards Bae Hwa-gyo.
Despite his urgings the Holy Spirit of Seonghwa did not back down.
[Confucius is the true master and embodiment of sacred painting. You can change the fate that has already been decided at will…]
[I am neither the Avatar nor the owner of the Seonghwa. And fate is not decided. Please don’t define things like that arbitrarily.]
At that time Mok Gyeong-un who had been listening quietly opened her mouth.
At this the Holy Spirit Lord looked at him with puzzled eyes.
Meng Wuyak who thought she was just criticizing her absurd words laughed and smiled in triumph.
however
[Even so I was going to tell you what my goal was and it worked out well.]
[target? Lord…what do you mean by that?]
Mok Gyeong-un smiled and answered his puzzled question.
[I am deleting Cheonjihoe.]
‘!!!!!!’
Everyone looked surprised at those words.
This was especially true for Nie Chun and Meng Muyak who were from Cheonjihoe.
They hoped that Mok Gyeong-un whose martial arts had developed dramatically would take over the government of Cheonjihoe and rule over it.
But a completely unexpected ambition came out of his mouth.
He couldn’t help but be embarrassed by this.
[Lord… What do you mean by erasing the Heaven and Earth Association? Even if it’s not about dominating the raw fish but fighting the raw fish itself…]
[Because I don’t like it that much.]
[yes?]
[The name Cheonjihoe. Well don’t worry. This does not mean that I will erase those who want to follow me.]
‘…This can’t be right.’
I wondered if they had misunderstood.
However he was really sincere when he said he would erase Cheonjihoe.
Although it is said that Wu Wei rose dramatically Cheonjihoe was a huge force that divided the current martial arts world into three.
I was speechless because this was the truth.
‘Standing tall within the Cheonjihoe and the expression of erasing the Cheonjihoe itself have completely different meanings.’
Then the Seonghwa Spiritual Lord spoke in a trembling voice.
[Confucius. If that is indeed Confucius’ will please take away the poor church members. If so they will do it for Confucius….]
[If it comes with my own feet I will accept it. However if you come under my wing it will not be Cheonjihoi but it will not be Baehwagyo. All you have to do is follow me.]
Everyone’s whole body trembled at Mo Kyung-un’s words.
The meaning of these words now was clear.
It was tantamount to declaring that he would follow the path of defeat.
It is not Cheonjihoe or Baehwagyo but has its own path.
‘Are we trying to open a new world?’
* * *
[There is only one thing for you to do. Make those church members into cards that I can use not Baehwagyo.]
This was the task he gave himself.
[Let’s prove ourselves useful.]
That task came with a harsh warning.
For fifteen days Seonghwaryeongju was immersed in many worries.
Although Mok Gyeong-un spoke casually his decision was tantamount to ending the existence of Baehwa Bridge.
It was such a sad thing to end the existence of Baehwagyo which had existed for so long like this.
But suddenly this thought occurred to me.
Is the name Baehwagyo really that important?
What was important was the spirit and doctrine contained within it and their mindset.
Giving up the name and following Mokgyeong-un did not mean abandoning it.
In the first place the existence of Mokgyeongun was the embodiment of fire and the value of their existence.
‘Let’s not get hung up on the name. Confucius is the doctrine itself.’
What you will do for the rest of your life has been decided.
The existence of a religion that everyone had rejected was revived under the incarnation of Mok Gyeong-un.
The mission of Yaseon was the beginning.
‘Father of the night mission… everything is for the sake of the church. Please understand.’
If you were to immediately tell them to follow Hwashin instead of Gyo they might not understand or resist so it was your job to gradually encourage them.
“Confucius. “Please accept me as a faithful church member.”
Seonghwaryeongju asked Mokgyeongun with a respectful request crossing his hands together.
Then it happened.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
I heard someone running in a hurry.
Soon a female warrior came running in a huff through the pavilion of the back garden and stopped.
“What is this?”
He was a warrior who had come to deliver something but he couldn’t help but be embarrassed by the sight of cancerous warriors lying all over the grounds.
Then Hwan Ya-seon the head of Amjong stood up hurriedly and said.
“What’s going on?”
“The run… this is…”
“Don’t worry about this place just tell me what’s going on first.”
“Ha haona…”
“A guest has arrived.”
At that time Mok Kyung-un looked in the direction of the pavilion and said.
“customer?”
-Rumble!
But then I saw a group of people approaching from beyond the pavilion.
Among them the one standing at the forefront was especially noticeable. He was a middle-aged man with a much larger body and muscular body than King Myeongdo and he was carrying a huge ax on one shoulder.
Seeing this Lord Hwan Ya-seon frowned and muttered.
“King Pabu?”
He was Ho Taekang the King of Pabu a member of the Five Kings a high-ranking official of the Cheonjihoe and the highest-ranking member who received the title of Palseong.
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