Episode 1414 If you really wanted it, you should have gotten it. (3)
Jang Il-so slowly turned his gaze to the sudden shout of popularity.
I saw a person coming towards me.
It’s my first time seeing this face. Of course, Jang Il-so couldn’t remember each and every one of those sand-like people in the Sapaeryeon, but at least among those who could come close to him, there was no face like that.
If so, the identity of the author is very obvious.
“What is the situation?”
“It’s almost all sorted out, Ryeonju.”
Thousand-face investigation.
There is only one person in the whole world who dares to come close to Zhang Ilshao with a face he does not know, and there is only one person in the world, Master Chen Myeon, the head of Hao Wen.
Brother Cheon-myeon, whose appearance was so ordinary that it would be hard to see his face when he turned around, looked at Jang Il-so’s back in silence.
This is the Sapae Yeonju standing against the background of the horribly burning Cheongseong Fortress.
‘Defeated army…’
At first I thought it was amazing.
Even throughout the long history of Gangho, there is probably not a single Safaan who so easily toyed with political factions.
This is not something that can be explained simply by saying it is excellent.
Jang Il-so seemed to see something that others could not see. That’s why I admired it, and that’s why I accepted it.
But now that one of the old factions, Cheongseong, has been brutally trampled upon, that feeling has completely changed.
“Have you taken care of everything?”
“⋯⋯A few more rats escaped, but I’ll send a chase team now so we can sort them out.”
“Chase party?”
“exactly. “At Haomun…”
“Stop doing useless things.”
As Jang Il-so ceased speaking indifferently, Brother Cheon-myeon closed his mouth.
“Well, they’re just rats. There’s no need to waste your energy on those guys. Leave it alone. Because they will tell it. “I can tell you how miserably Cheongseong was treated.”
Brother Cheonmyeon nodded without realizing it.
It is not that I actively agree with its meaning. He simply believed that Jang Il-so would be more right than he was.
I felt like I now knew the investigation. He can never see what the author sees.
“Are you going to leave the blood palace lord as is?”
When Master Cheon-myeon asked, Jang Il-so slightly looked away.
The elites of the blood palace were slaughtering the disciples of Cheongseong here, but the blood palace lord was nowhere to be seen.
It would be difficult to say that he did not listen to Jang Il-so’s orders since the archers were sent in time, but the fact that he did not show up in person gave a somewhat strange feeling.
Jang Il-so shrugged his shoulders.
“Because I did the least I could.”
“Does that mean that’s enough?”
Brother Cheonmyeon narrowed his eyes and asked.
“I don’t expect anything like loyalty. You just get paid for what you did. “Whether it is a good price or a bad price.”
The corners of Jang Il-so’s mouth rose. Although it looked like a benevolent smile at first glance, Brother Cheonmyeon did not miss the eerie aura behind it.
Jang Il-so naturally does not like waste. In a situation like this, you probably don’t want to create antagonism with the blood palace lord. Yes, that was enough for Jang Il-so up until now.
But the monk Cheonmyeon knows.
Now Jang Il-so is just a little more concerned about the situation.
Jang Il-so never forgets.
Even if you briefly surrender to the wall of reality, you never forget that you have surrendered. Therefore, Mangeumdaebu died a gruesome death, and the Black Dragon King had one of his arms cut off and became Jang Ilso’s dog.
Perhaps the fate of the blood palace lord is not that different.
If he continues to evaluate Jang Il-so from an awkward distance like now, Jang Il-so’s nails will get stuck in his neck one day.
Then, what about the Thousand Face Investigation?
Is he really standing in a safe place now?
Now, wherever you look in Cheongseong, there is only a sea of fire. Even before the sun rises, Qingcheng will be completely reduced to ashes.
The power of Cheongseong was strong, and monk Cheonmyeon was prepared to suffer enormous damage while climbing the mountain. It was natural to attack the old file room. I had to be prepared to pay that much price.
But now, Cheongseong was too easily trampled under Jang Il-so’s feet.
‘Under normal circumstances, something like this would never have happened.’
Since they were attacked by a completely unexpected enemy at a completely unexpected time, they would not have had time to fight back. It was easier to trample on those who did not have the will to die with greater force than to twist the wrists of a skinny child.
But it’s easy to judge in hindsight. The really difficult thing is to make something that is easy to evaluate a reality.
There is a being in front of you who can calmly achieve the impossible. Brother Cheonmyeon looked at him blankly.
Then Jang Il-so raised his eyebrows and asked.
“Why are you doing that?”
Brother Cheonmyeon flinched.
Jang Il-so’s eyes looked strange. Perhaps because of the heat of the flames rising from all directions, or because of the desire boiling over inside him, his pale eyes were fluttering and shining with a light that was difficult to describe.
Those are Ganwoong’s eyes. Those eyes weighed down the monk.
From the time he first gathered to organize the Sapae League until now, when he is burning his spirit, Jang Il-so has always looked at the world with those eyes.
What has changed is not Jang Il-so. It was Brother Cheon-myeon himself who was looking at Jang Il-so.
“Are you scared again?”
Jang Il-so asked with a sneer.
“Even if you’re scared, there’s no way to go back now. “Now that we have burned down the Qingseong, the only way left is for either them or us to be annihilated.”
Brother Cheonmyeon burst out laughing.
He is very accustomed to hiding his true face and expressions and emotions, but on rare occasions, this laugh came from obvious sincerity.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Of course I’m afraid of the nine factions.”
“Honest.”
“I’m also afraid of destruction. “It’s actually not very pleasant that the way to live like a king in Gangnam has collapsed.”
Jang Il-so nodded slowly.
He despises those without ambition, but he does not particularly dislike those who are honest with themselves. Because acknowledging yourself is a great thing.
“But what I fear is not them or my destruction, but you, Ryeonju.”
“⋯⋯Me?”
Jang Il-so looked at Brother Cheon-myeon as if he was amused. Jang Il-so’s eyes were calm even though they twinkled in the light, but Brother Cheon-myeon’s eyes were clearly shaking.
“They say that if a person feels afraid of someone, the method is obvious.”
“okay.”
A bizarre smile appeared on Jang Il-so’s face as he answered.
“It’s about killing them and getting rid of them. “Don’t let me be afraid anymore.”
Jang Il-so glanced around and said.
“how is it? There just happened to be two of them. “It seems like there is a possibility for you too, right?”
A heartless laugh burst out of Brother Cheonmyeon’s mouth.
It may certainly be a possibility. He is also the head of Hao Mun. It cannot be said that he will necessarily lose to Jang Il-so. Although Jang Il-so’s inaction is unknown, unknown does not necessarily mean that it is great.
“It’s not a bad method. But… I know a better way than that.”
Brother Cheonmyeon slowly lowered one knee. His knees, which had never been able to break, touched the ground.
Jang Il-so just stared at the extremely symbolic scene with indifferent eyes.
“Haomun’s Master Cheonmyeonsu Dam Yeo-hae (譚與海).”
Brother Cheonmyeon bowed his head deeply.
“I dedicate my allegiance to the Lord.”
A man kneeling in a burning flame. That may be a greater sight than the burning Cheongseong.
Jang Il-so laughed as if the corners of his mouth were twisting and let out a soft nasal noise.
“Hmm. “It’s surprising.”
“⋯⋯.”
“Wasn’t that what it was originally?”
Brother Cheonmyeon raised his head. The moment his eyes met Jang Il-so, he had a hunch.
Eyes that haven’t changed at all.
What does the look in his eyes mean that doesn’t show even a single change even after gaining the loyalty of that thousand-faced monk?
And Brother Cheonmyeon naturally understood what he had to do.
Brother Cheonmyeon’s hand slowly moved towards my face. The moment a hand covered my face with a faint tremor and then came down…
Finally, a smile different from before appeared on Jang Il-so’s lips.
“This is the true nature of a monk with a thousand faces.”
He nodded slightly. And he added it as a joke.
“There was no need to show that.”
“It is a natural thing to do when pledging loyalty to the Lord.”
Jang Il-so slowly approached the prostrate monk Cheonmyeon. The red long gun fluttered and landed.
chin.
Jang Il-so lightly placed his hand on Brother Cheon-myeon’s shoulder and slightly lowered his head.
“I am.”
A whispering sound rang in the ears of Brother Cheonmyeon.
“He’s a person who doesn’t care about his intentions.”
“⋯⋯.”
“Because no one can know the truth. So all you have to do is know what you want. “What do you want?”
Brother Cheonmyeon’s shoulders trembled slightly.
“⋯⋯It’s life.”
“It’s a shame.”
Jang Il-so lightly tapped Brother Cheon-myeon on the shoulder.
There was nothing else to say.
There was no promise to guarantee him the life he wanted, nor did he kneel down and praise him for coming under his command. I just touched his shoulder once.
But Brother Cheonmyeon also did not want anything else.
Because everything is meaningless in front of this man. Promises, emotions, and even the sincerity shown are all just cards that can be used when necessary.
What Brother Cheonmyeon wants is simply mercy and value.
The flame that seemed to be made of cold metal burned himself and Hao Mun as late as possible.
“Get it sorted out.”
“Yes, Lord Ryeon.”
The attitude and tone of voice have also changed quite a bit.
This does not only mean that the relationship between Brother Cheonmyeon and Jang Ilso has changed.
Sapaeryun was created from the beginning as a union of five sects. It meant that the Sapaeryeon was transformed into a different form than before. In the flame lit as a sacrifice to Cheongseong.
“Do you want to go to Army?”
“That’s right.”
Jang Il-so’s eyes glanced at Byeok Sage’s body.
It is a worthless death. The value of that death was at most that it bought some time.
“The news may not have reached Ami yet. It will be easy to reach Army.”
“yes. But we still have to hurry.”
Jang Il-so’s smile was as if a red line was drawn on his white face.
“It’s so unfair if you just get beaten up. I need to make you feel the same way. “We must hurry to burn the army and trample on the party family.”
“yes!”
Brother Cheonmyeon bowed his head deeply and then turned around.
Jang Il-so’s face was strangely distorted as he stared at his back as he walked away.
‘What a rat…’
It’s good to be quick-witted. But… Those who lower themselves because they don’t want to die will eventually show their true colors when they no longer feel in danger.
It will be him, not Jang Il-so, who decides the fate of Brother Cheon-myeon. Anyway, he is a useful force.
“Tsk.”
Jang Il-so briefly clicked his tongue and looked into the distance. Not towards the north where Ami is, but towards the east where the Yangtze River is.
“I’m going to get scolded by a pseudonym again.”
He chuckled and immediately turned around.
The fire that had burned Cheongseong was spreading north. The momentum was so strong that it seemed like no one could stop it.
