Episode 1075 Who made a mistake? (5)
“Hahahahahahaha!”
One who bursts into laughter like crazy and the other who bows his head in despair. There could be no clearer sight than this to separate the winners from the losers.
In any situation, the world’s attention will ultimately be drawn to the winner. However, what caught the eyes of those present at this moment was not Jang Il-so, who was smiling like crazy, but Mangeum Godfather, with his shoulders slumped in front of him.
Mangeum Loan Gongyawol. The Black Ghost’s orb that completely dominates the west side of Gangnam. One of the leaders of the Shinjuo clan and a swordsman representing the Sa Sect.
The name that once graced the powerhouse is falling apart. The glory and fear that came with that name will remain only as a faded memory. Because Gangho is that kind of place to begin with.
Mangeumdaebu slowly raised his head. And then he looked at Jang Il-so looking down at him. There was no longer any resentment or anger in his eyes. What was in his eyes, which even rejected remorse, was just a question.
“…from the beginning.”
My mouth opened and a hoarse voice came out.
“Did you know from the beginning?”
“of course.”
“…how?”
Jang Il-so burst out laughing. As if it were absurd.
“That’s such an obvious question.”
The voice was too cold to be the generosity of a winner, and too sharp to be sympathy for the loser.
“Because you are the godfather of all gold.”
“….”
“Do we need any more reasons than that?”
A word that cannot be called an answer. But the moment he heard those words, Mangeumdaebu was just convinced.
“…okay.”
Godfather Mangeum laughed helplessly.
“I guess no more reason was needed….”
When your opponent shows weakness, stab them. That was a very natural thing for Sapa, and it was even more natural for Mangeumdaebu. Looking back, it was such a simple thing…
“…was it a trap set from the beginning?”
“No way.”
Jang Il-so puts a sneer on his lips.
“No matter how much it is me, I can’t expect those demonic bastards to go on a rampage.”
“From then on…”
Godfather Mangeum looked at Jang Il-so with empty eyes.
“How did you call Brother Cheonmyeon?”
That was the last question left for Mangeum Godfather.
Even if Jang Il-so had predicted all of this, if Master Cheon-myeon had not come here in person, such a vain thing would not have happened.
He was cautious. I repeatedly checked to see if Jang Il-so had any hidden troops from Maninbang, and I approached with the feeling of pounding on a stone bridge to see if Jang Il-so had left any remaining strength.
However, I could not have imagined that Hao Wen’s Thousand Faces would arrive here. Isn’t it true that it was Cheon-myeon’s investigation that was most uncooperative with Jang Il-so?
Jang Il-so slowly turned his head and looked at Brother Cheon-myeon, who had a scary appearance.
“I’m asking so desperately, but I guess I should at least give you an answer.”
“It’s not difficult, Ryeonju.”
Brother Cheonmyeon answered. It was a voice that was not excessive, but clearly contained examples. He looked down at Mangeum Daebu with cold eyes that were completely different from when he looked at Jang Il-so.
Godfather Mangeum bit his lip. Even though I know that the author is not Wei Chung, I still can’t tell them apart based on appearance alone. If it weren’t for those frosty eyes, I might have believed that Wei Chung had betrayed me.
“I was uncooperative with Yeonju… why am I here?”
Brother Cheonmyeon slowly shook his head.
“That’s a stupid question, Mangeum Godfather. There’s no way someone your age wouldn’t know. There is nothing permanent in this powerhouse. “Whether it is an enemy or a friend.”
He chuckled.
“And wasn’t it you, Godfather Mangeum, who pushed me into this situation when I had no intention of cooperating with Ryeonju?”
“…me?”
“Did neither you nor the Black Dragon King lose an arm?”
“….”
“Until then, all I had to do was be considerate of my benefactor. “But the moment you two can no longer hold the same power as before, my position becomes difficult.”
The more he thought about it, the more amazed he became. Brother Cheonmyeon clicked his tongue.
“Sapaeryeon revolves around the four sects that dominate Gangnam. If the other two lose their power, who will Yeonju’s eyes turn to? So I had no choice but to choose. From now on, you can either oppose Yeonju, who will be most wary of me… or offer your loyalty.”
Brother Cheonmyeon slowly shrugged his shoulders.
“In the midst of all this, Ryeonju personally calls me and offers me a seat next to him, so what can I do? “I have no choice but to recognize my own shortcomings and be loyal.”
“What’s inside you…”
Mangeumdaebu, who had been chewing his lips the entire time, asked with the feeling of vomiting blood.
“Was it really not in you? “If only Jang Il-so could be killed, he would have been able to rise to the top of the Sapae-ryeon, right?”
What I didn’t understand the most was this part.
Even if Brother Cheon-myeon came here with that intention, Jang Il-so’s life was clearly in danger. If he had been a monk, he would have waited until Jang Il-so died and then secretly attacked Mangeumdaebu.
Godfather Mangeum’s fate could not have been changed from the moment he entered this place, but at least if he had done so, he would have been able to take Jang Il-so with him as a companion to the underworld.
“Of course it was in me too. “I would be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted by that.”
Even though Jang Il-so was right in front of him, Brother Cheon-myeon had no hesitation in saying that he was conflicted about Jang Il-so’s life. And Jang Il-so also did not show the slightest sign of displeasure towards Brother Cheonmyeon.
“But why…?”
“Do you understand if my greed was greater than yours?”
Mangeumdaebu looked at Master Cheonmyeon with incomprehensible eyes.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to go back to the days when we were fighting among ourselves in Gangnam. “You have already seen that not only this barren land, but that fertile land is not just the pie in the picture.”
“It can’t be yours!”
“Does that matter?”
Brother Cheonmyeon calmly responded.
“I would rather aim for the position of number one or more than all people rather than remain the ruler of a remote remote area. “It’s a choice that’s nothing particularly special or strange.”
His eyes turned to Jang Il-so again.
“Besides, Haomun is not a place where you can be at the top from the beginning. “Information only has meaning when there is someone who uses it.”
“…tsk tsk.”
Godfather Mangeum, who had been listening quietly, laughed as if to mock himself. It may be that Brother Cheon-myeon was just stating his position, but to Mangeumdaebu’s ears, all of those words could only be heard as a reprimand for him being unreasonably greedy and causing trouble himself.
As if he understood that feeling, Brother Cheonmyeon smiled and added something that did not need to be said.
“And there was another, most crucial reason.”
“…reason?”
“If you have to put someone on top… it shouldn’t be you. “Because my pride won’t allow it.”
“….”
“Maybe that’s the biggest reason.”
Godfather Mangeum bit his lip. I don’t know the real reason why Detective Cheon-myeon attached himself to Jang Il-so. It will probably remain that way in the future. The human mind is extremely fickle. It is impossible to completely understand someone’s intentions in the first place.
But anyway, Jang Il-so did what Mangeum Daebu could not do. That was the most decisive difference that decided the winner.
Mangeumdaebu’s gaze, which was looking at Master Cheonmyeon, shifted to Jang Ilso.
“Did you even know about volcanoes?”
“No way.”
“Then…”
A doubt appeared in Mangeumdaebu’s eyes again. There were so many things I wanted to ask.
Then, what was the plan that seemed to work together? How was it possible to do that without even talking to each other?
However, the words that followed immediately dispelled all of Mangeumdaebu’s doubts.
“You still don’t understand, Gong Yawol.”
Jang Il-so laughed and opened his mouth.
“Even asking such a question… proves that you are not qualified to be in this situation. People can guess what dogs are thinking, but dogs don’t know what people are thinking. Do you understand?”
Those words struck Mangeumdaebu more deeply than any words he had ever heard. Because it denies everything about Mangeum Loan.
All he has left is proud defeat. But now, with just a few words, Jang Il-so took away the last bit of pride he had left.
“I see… I wasn’t qualified to begin with.”
Mangeumdaebu, who had given up on everything, turned his gaze towards the black ghost who was standing looking at them for the last time.
These are the people he raised like limbs, but now no one is running to save him. I’m just blankly watching what’s happening here.
This is a sight he has seen countless times.
The only difference is that Mangeumdaebu, who had naturally stood in Jang Ilso’s place until now, is now sitting in the place of those he has killed.
What would be different? Yeah… that’s it.
“…Kill him.”
“….”
“It’s the winner’s right to end the loser’s life. Admit defeat. “Kill me, Jang Il-so.”
Mangeumdaebu closed his eyes. Jang Il-so slowly bent down and looked at him. The long eyes narrowed slightly.
Mangeum Godfather drove Jang Il-so to the brink of death. If he had taken just one step further, his blade might have reached Jang Il-so’s heart. Although he lost in the end, he deserved recognition anyway.
Nevertheless, at this moment, he threw away all his lingering regrets. Even though what was in my hands was flowing out, I was just calmly accepting it without any offense.
“That’s great.”
Jang Il-so nodded as if impressed.
“It is indeed a great loan.”
And then he lightly touched Mangeumdaebu’s shoulder. Godfather Mangeum flinched slightly at that touch.
“I have no choice but to admit it. Gong Ya-wol, you are different from the idiots you have seen so far.”
At those words, Mangeumdaebu slowly opened his eyes and made eye contact with Jang Ilso in front of him. The moment I saw the eyes drawing a strange arc, a glimmer of hope arose in a corner of my heart. Maybe…
“So…”
At that moment, Jang Il-so’s face is cruelly contorted.
“I don’t like it.”
Jang Il-so’s hand grabbed Mangeum’s face. From the fingers that penetrated my skull, a cold wind like the North Sea wind came out.
“Qua…. Quaaaaaaaak!”
Godfather Mangeum let out a desperate scream as the energy suddenly surged through him. Madness was shining in Jang Il-so’s eyes as he looked down at the scene.
“Okay… it should be like this. This is death, Gong Ya-Wol. If you lose in a gamble that risks your life, you will have to die dirty and miserable. You can’t pretend to be noble and shake your mouth. huh?”
“Squeeze ….
My limp limbs began to convulse. I could tell just by looking at him how much pain he was feeling right now.
“why? “Did you even have hope for a moment?”
“Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrlk….
’ ‘You should know clearly, Gong Ya-wol. There’s no such thing as a good death for guys like us. Either live and become a devil, or die dirty and miserable. There is only one of them. You knew it too. yes?”
A ferocious aura swirled in Jang Il-so’s eyes.
“So… don’t be too upset.”
Push!
In the end, Mangeumdaebu’s head exploded.
A body with its head missing fell helplessly. Looking at that pitiful body, who would think of Mangeum Daebu, who roamed the world as the lord of the Black Demon Treasures and the leader of the Shinju Five Clan?
Jang Il-so quietly looked at the red blood soaking his hands and muttered.
“Anyway… the blood a person sheds is all the same. “You and me too.”
He shook off his hands and slowly turned around.
The cold Gangnam wind passed by forlornly over Mangeum Godfather’s cooling body.
