Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 333

Episode 333

Du-du-du-du.

A black flag fluttering violently at the head of the hot horses running through the desert.

The triangular flag with the word six embroidered with gold thread on a black background was a flag that revealed the identity of Gochung, the son of the puppet of the Six Dong Heavens and the head of the Yakgang branch.

In the meantime, a part of the famous Maryeongdaeju, which is recognizable to anyone who has been involved in Yukdongcheon, is showing his face openly, unlike other characters.

“Get out of the way! Yakgang Branch Manager is on his way back to Napobak!”

That one word was enough.

The branch of Yukdongcheon, which was guarding each street corner, immediately opened the door and withdrew.

As Jinmu said, there was no small quarrel and they were moving toward Napo-bak without spilling even a single drop of blood.

* * *

Crackle.

The last desert near Napovac.

Jinmu and his party, who had left Yakgang disguised as pests, set up a campsite.

He deliberately settled down in the desert to avoid unnecessary suspicion.

Swish sneeze.

A part of the bonfire that has cleared the darkness of the deep night draws a picture on the sand floor with branches.

“This is the approximate structure of the original house of Yukdongcheon.”

“It’s a spiral. A strange arrangement.”

“This is a military base in preparation for an enemy invasion.”

“okay?”

“yes.”

“It’s quite the way. Did you pay attention to this when you built the building?”

“It’s a puppet’s idea. As soon as he sat down in the seat of the Six Dong Heavens, he built a defensive line in Napobak.”

“…why?”

“Yukdongcheon was a weak place compared to other dongcheon. It is because the finances are not sufficient.”

“Hmm, you were always threatened by other Dongcheons, so you used buildings to build a shield to survive?”

“yes.”

“It’s quite the way. Tell me about that puppet. What kind of guy is he?”

“He is precise and strong.”

“Are you strong?”

“yes. He is a master of the river who ranks 18th in the ranks of the Demonic Sect.”

“It looks stronger than Hoi Kangbaek, doesn’t it?”

Jinmu and Janhonma also smiled, thinking of Lee Kang-baek.

The guy who came to life after being rescued by the little horse on land.

Well, I heard from Il-il that he died after buying the wrath of Buk-ri-do-cheon after the fake Guya-ja incident.

Anyway, it seems that Bukridocheon has not changed even if it is old.

It’s like a guy who has no law to look after.

While Jinmu was reminiscing about the past, part of the story continued in a heavy tone.

“The puppet’s martial arts are also martial arts, but everyone is embarrassed about him because of his bizarreness.”

“why?”

“Puppet. It is his name and at the same time his martial arts.”

“Are you talking about puppets?”

“Not only that… you can manipulate others.”

“To say that he is a martial artist who takes advantage of others is really unreasonable.”

“well. But if I meet him, I might attack the lord.”

“….”

I couldn’t understand the serious expressions and words of the puppets because I hadn’t checked the puppet’s martial arts yet, but what was that big deal?

It was not a job to be afraid of such tricks.

“But if you have a meticulous personality, you might be suspicious of us.”

“It won’t be.”

At the place where Il-il slightly turned his gaze, there was a parasite that was forced to sit still after being poisoned with blood, and glared at him with his eyes wide open.

“I never thought that my lord would use that bastard. But it is indeed an exquisite ploy.”

“You seem to care quite a bit, don’t you?”

“yes. It’s because the puppet is the only son who treats it like gold. As long as all the warriors of the six dongcheons know that fact, they will be able to reach the center of the spiral defense without difficulty.”

“Good.”

Jinmu nods his head and pours the wine to go to the pest.

“We might soon become a family, so let’s just close our eyes and have a drink.”

“…”

But he just stared at me with bloodshot eyes and didn’t say anything.

“ah! Did you get bloody blood?”

Few!

“These fleshly bastards! How dare you betray your father by conspiring with the midfielders?”

“….”

“Hey, how could you guys do anything to your father!”

As soon as the blood is released, Jinmu stares blankly at him as he screams with a blood clot around his neck.

“Hey, you’re going to die after that. I know you’re upset, but you’re about to become a family?”

“Shut up, you unlucky laughing man! How dare a dirty midfield dog try to sickle himself with me? Ayyyy!”

“….”

Jinmu’s gaze, frowning for a moment, turns to the pest.

It seems that the hawk was still lacking.

“…get out.”

Shih!

At the low call, Gakchul, who was sitting with Hwangshin So Dongbo, flew like a flash war and swung a green bamboo pole.

Quick!

“Keek!”

Doo doo doo! Fuck!

The screams of pests resound in the desert at the spirited Cheongjukbong.

“stop.”

With the command to announce the end, Gakchul bowed his head with a cool expression and retreated to his original position.

“If you don’t want to drink tsk tsk, stop. Why are you spitting and making a fuss?”

After being beaten like a dog for a long time, Jinmu shook his head as he stared at the insect that was poodle-puddling on the ground.

“Now, since it’s the best I’ve prepared, have a drink.”

Squeak.

Jinmu poured alcohol on the monster’s face.

“Let’s get used to each other gradually.”

With those words, Jinmu, who had lost his blood again, returned to his seat and sat down.

“Don’t be too upset. Is the puppet too big? Because he raised it…”

“What are you talking about? Do you rather like me?”

“yes?”

Ilil tilts his head at the sight of Jinmu being pleased rather than displeased.

I often feel it, but I was a person who never knew what was inside.

yeah i don’t know

A pest called a bugger, even if he doesn’t have a bit of a quirk, he has guts.

Even after being beaten like that, there are very few people who do not have the poison in their eyes.

The experience of the world is trivial, it grows as you live, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t have quirks.

Isn’t Jinmu the master of rehabilitation?

That’s because it’s not quite right yet.

One day, there will be a day when I will be able to meet you.

“Come on, take a break. Tomorrow might be pretty intense.”

“All right. I will prepare a bed for you to rest.”

“No, don’t worry. You can do that by yourself, or you have other things to do.”

Ilil asked Jinmu, who was looking at Wooyangjin, who was sitting far away, saying that it was something to do separately.

“Are you thinking of training at this late hour?”

“To be late. Where is the time for unmanned training? You have to diligently teach me what to do when I take a break so that I can do my part later.”

“…All right. If you do, we will rest first.”

“okay.”

Ilhan politely bowed his head and went to bed with the soldiers from Maryeongdae who had come with him.

“Yangjin.”

“yes. Master.”

“Mabo iron ball.”

Maybe it’s because he’s gotten used to it for a few days, but at the same time as those two words, Woo Yang-jin puts a steel ball on his wrist and takes a magical step.

Truly strong.

My posture has now stabilized quite a bit.

Jinmu smiles heartily at the thought that sooner or later he might be able to properly teach martial arts.

“…what about God?”

Hwangsin and the children cautiously approached Jinmu, who was training Wooyangjin.

“why?”

“That’s Uyangjin… What’s the location of So Gongja?”

What are you asking about?

Of course he’s my disciple… Ah! Are you curious about the ranks of these guys?

Did the three of these bastards gossip about something and have been talking about it all this time?

“Who is higher, the subordinate or the disciple?”

“Of course… Ah!”

Hwangsin and So Dongbo, who understood at once, nodded their heads, and Gakchul suddenly made an expression as if he had gained enlightenment.

“Cheonjoo, then, was I higher than them?”

“….”

“I’m not a disciple… am I?”

what kind of bullshit is this student? who? you?

Where do you go about being a disciple when it comes to receiving proper teaching?

Jinmu smiles with an expression of bewilderment, but Gakchul raises his chin with a triumphant expression toward Hwangshin and So Dongbo.

“You guys… have you ever treated me like a younger brother? You son of a bitch, I will rule you with a single blow today!”

Jinmu shook his head and called out to Hwangsin at the appearance of excretion that even growled.

“Whew… Hwang Shin-ah.”

“yes?”

“Have you guys not sorted out the ranks yet?”

“That’s… Extinguish… If Confucius is also a disciple…”

“Seven subordinates.”

“…?”

“Cutting out is just No. 7. You Oh, So Dongbo, No. 6.”

“….”

Gakchul, who had a blank expression on his face for a while, protests with an unfair expression.

“…Cheong-God! No, promise to teach me in exchange for a bet… Eup! Yep!”

However, Hwangshin and So Dongbo soon blocked his mouth and dragged him away.

And after a while, the gakchul that received the joint began to make a pig-picking sound.

“Kwueeeek!!”

* * *

“What! Has Chungi returned?”

“yes. Dongcheon Lord!”

The puppet who was on duty at the subordinate’s report smiles with satisfaction and shakes his butt.

“Ha ha ha, this guy didn’t tell me a single word, and he’s already back. The Yakgang Branch is completely finished. Isn’t that right, Chief Elder?”

“….”

Chief elder Makso-san’s face hardens at the puppet’s excited appearance.

What happened?

By now, he should have been working hard to find the remnants of Childongcheon and stabilize the nearby area.

No matter how much help from the Magic Spirit Daeju, isn’t the time too fast?

Moreover, he, who had not delivered the news even once…

“Dongcheon Lord, something is strange.”

“…what?”

“Anyway, stop them and start the verification process…”

“Uh huh! Are you still not trusting Chung?”

“Not that.”

“Okay, this guy. If a tsk tsk person has done a good job, you should know how to praise them, no matter what the reviews have been.”

“….”

“Hurry up and release the camp and open the way.”

“Dongcheon Lord! However, if by any chance the remnants of the Childongcheon conspired…”

“Ugh! Would you like to stop?”

“…”

“Didn’t you hear? Chungi is also Chung, but isn’t it said that Daeju Maryeong came to help himself?”

That’s the strangest thing.

The Demon Lord is an outstanding Demonic Cult warrior.

Judging from his usual personality of not bowing his head recklessly unless he was a strong man, he would obey Dongcheonju’s words, but there was no way he would have a good relationship with an ill-mannered crook.

“Dongcheon Lord, my words…”

“Noisy!”

“….”

The puppet glares at Mt. Makso with fierce eyes, probably because my son is caught.

“Say no more.”

“…All right.”

After scolding Maksosan to the fullest, the puppet returned with a gentle expression and ordered his subordinates to inform him that the pest had returned.

“You go ahead and open the door and tell Chungyi to go inside.”

“yes!”

When the subordinate who received the order rushes out, the puppet puts on his coat with a happy expression.

“Hehe, I’ll have to go and see this for myself. Since you have successfully fulfilled your father’s command, what gift should I give you?”

“…”

The puppet, who was even humming in a pleasant thought, hurriedly went outside, and Maksosan followed with a sigh with a hard expression.

* * *

Doo doo doo.

The hot horse ran rapidly through the spiral building.

The distance was quite long, but there was no one to stop them, so they reached the center of the six dongcheons in an instant.

Heeing each other!

At the reins that were pulled, the ten horses raised their front legs in unison and galloped wildly.

“oh! Come on!”

The puppet who had been waiting for me in front of the palace greeted me with a smile on his face.

“You did a great job assisting Ilhwan Chungyi in carrying out the mission.”

“…”

The puppet congratulated him, but there was no change in his expression as he got off the horse.

just look around

There are no boundaries.

Shouldn’t it be taken for granted that there is no warrior with a sword at the place to greet his son?

The chief elder, Maksosan, was with him, but his martial arts were not very strong.

They penetrated the defenses so easily that only one puppet was left.

“Hehe, you bastard, how come you don’t roll the cloth even after seeing your father? come here. I want to see your face, this father in full glory.”

Due to the puppet’s transparent body, it approaches the pest that can be recognized at a glance.

“Are you a puppet?”

“…?”

A word that instantly freezes the surroundings.

A person stepping forward from the side of the insect slowly peels off the cloth covering his face.

Not only that, but next to it, and next to it…

Everyone except for the pests removed their cloths and revealed their faces.

Ilhan and the warriors of Maryeongdae will understand.

But who are the rest of the young guys?

“Hey kid. What did you eat to make you so fat?”

“…”

A young guy grinning with a particularly unlucky expression.

“who?”

“Me? From now on, the person who will steal the Six Dongcheon from you.”

Needless to say, it was nonsense.