Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 1757



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Episode 1757. Because I made it that way. (2)

“Hmm.”

Hogamyeong shivered faintly at the faint nasal sound. It was a small sound that did not show any particular signs of discomfort.

‘Those damn bastards.’

Thinking back, it wasn’t a wrong decision not to immediately inform Jang Il-so of the departure of the Blood Palace. If it could be handled on his own, it was his duty as a soldier to resolve the problem with as little fuss as possible.

Until the crazy blood archers committed the absurd act of directly attacking Mt. Wudang, which on the surface seemed like nothing more than an ‘all-out war’.

Even if Ho Ga-myeong was in charge of all the information of the Sapae League, it would be impossible to keep the most important matter, the battle with Cheon Woo-maeng, from reaching Jang Il-so’s ears. No, even if it were possible, such a thing should not be done.

Because it would be like Ho Ga-myeong denying Jang Il-so’s authority.

“Gae-myung-ah.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Did you know?”

“… … I knew they would leave. But I never thought they would head there… … .”

“I knew it… … .”

Jang Il-so narrowed his eyes as he muttered softly.

“But… … It seems like you didn’t feel the need to tell me.”

“… … .”

“huh?”

A thick bead of sweat ran down Hogamyeong’s temples.

His choice was not wrong. However, the basis for his judgment was the current situation where Jang Il-so’s control was not as strong as before. How would Jang Il-so accept this? It was difficult to even guess Ho Ga-myeong.

“Your Majesty, that is… … .”

“Well done.”

The surprised Hogamyeong raised his head. Jang Ilso shrugged his shoulders as if nothing was wrong.

“There’s no need for me to know all those little things. Just handle it yourself.”

Ho Ga-myeong stared blankly at Jang Il-so. His expression of bewilderment was evident.

Why were you hesitating and doubting anything? Just believe that Jang Il-so is still Jang Il-so.

“… … I will do so, Your Majesty.”

“Then where is the Blood Palace Lord now?”

“The palace has returned, but he is still… … .”

“okay?”

A meaningful smile appeared on Jang Il-so’s lips.

“There was no need to confirm it this way. It was a bit faster than I thought.”

“Can I ask what you mean by that?”

“Ah, I’m talking nonsense again. It’s okay. You don’t necessarily have to know right now. It’s not certain yet.”

Listening to her calm and gentle voice, it all seems like a very ordinary, everyday thing.

But Hogamyeong bit the flesh inside his mouth. He couldn’t just let it go like this.

“Your Majesty. Then what about the punishment for them… …”

“Huh?”

Jang Il-so looked back at Ho Ga-myeong with his eyes relaxed and languid.

“They ignored the Lord’s orders and left the camp without permission, engaging in combat with the enemy. If they are not punished accordingly, it will be inevitable that military discipline will be disrupted.”

If they had stopped at defecting and not attacked Mt. Wudang, they might have just covered it up and passed over it.

Of course, I think that the punishment for a household name must be strict, but I am not one of those who insist that the timing must be immediate.

Depending on the situation, it may be better for the whole to just cover it up and move on. However, this issue could not be easily overlooked.

The fact that the Blood Palace had attacked the Cheonwoo Alliance had already spread widely within the Sa-pae-ryeon. If punishment were to be delayed in this situation, it might end up giving an excuse to those who were already suppressing their overwhelming discontent.

“Punishment… … .”

Jang Il-so, who had been silent for a moment, raised the corners of his lips.

“Well, just leave it alone. There’s no need to do that.”

“Your Majesty, Lord Lien.”

Ho Ga-myeong stared at Jang Il-so with an expression that said he didn’t understand at all. Jang Il-so let out a light sigh.

“Why? Do you think I’m doing this because I feel uncomfortable touching them?”

“How could I dare to think such a thing?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

Jang Il-so smiled brightly.

“Then I’ll just leave it alone. It’s something I don’t have to do.”

“… … .”

“It wouldn’t be hard to gently push away those who are screaming to survive… … but it wouldn’t be particularly fun.”

Hogamyeong furrowed his brow slightly. It was difficult to clearly understand what he meant.

‘Was that something they had to do?’

Or was it that he had no choice but to do that in order to survive?

The former is understandable if you consider it as one of their rituals. On the other hand, the latter is impossible. Who in the Central Plains could push the Blood Palace to the edge of the cliff right now?

Moreover, the Blood Palace is currently with Sapaeryeon.

If it weren’t for Jang Il-so himself stepping forward… … .

“Gae-myung-ah.”

“……sorry.”

Hogamyeong, who had been lost in thought, suddenly came to his senses and lowered his head. Right now, things like condensed milk are not important.

“Your Majesty, even if they had a convincing reason, the others watching wouldn’t let this go so easily.”

“Hmm. Those who are watching… … .”

Jang Il-so laughed strangely as if he found it amusing.

“Who are you talking about?”

“that…….”

“What do you think? Are you dissatisfied with anything?”

Ho Ga-myeong was about to answer, but suddenly closed his mouth. This was because he realized that Jang Il-so’s question was not directed at him.

I quickly turned around and saw the head of the Haomun clan, Cheonmyeonsusa, standing behind me.

Hogamyeong’s expression hardened.

‘Why is Hao Wenzhou here?’

If I had to pick the person he finds the most uncomfortable to deal with at the moment, it would be Cheonmyeonsusa. If possible, at least for now, he is someone I would rather not meet.

But Cheonmyeonsusa didn’t even look at Hoga-myeong. He only stared at Jang Il-so. Cheonmyeonsusa slowly opened his mouth.

“If the Lord has decided so, then we should just follow it. If we try to resolve every little complaint, we won’t be able to accomplish anything.”

Jang Il-so nodded slightly and looked down at Ho Ga-myeong.

“That’s what I think.”

“… … .”

“How is it? Are our soldiers now at ease?”

Hogamyeong bit his lips tightly.

If Hao Wenzhou, who is currently the most dissatisfied and also has the largest number of members in the Safaeyeon, says so, it will become even more difficult for Ho Ga-myeong to bring up this issue.

No, if you think about it, it’s actually something to be happy about.

Because the statement just now proved that Cheonmyeon Investigation had completely bowed down to Jang Il-so. If he didn’t reveal his grudge about the past and come out, many problems would be solved. So much so that this blood palace incident would feel trivial.

“Gae-myung-ah.”

Jang Il-so lightly urged him to answer. Ho Ga-myeong sighed and answered.

“If Master Haomunju says so, I think it would be right for me not to bring up this matter any more.”

As he spoke, Ho Ga-myeong openly glanced at Cheon Myeon-su-sa. It seemed as if he was trying to gauge his thoughts.

But Cheonmyeonsu didn’t react at all. It was as if he wanted to bury everything from the past anyway.

There will never be any talk of such an awkward word as reconciliation, but the word suture may be used.

“Then that’s it. Well, then… … .”

“I just want to ask you one thing.”

Cheonmyeonsu suddenly interrupted Jang Il-so’s words. His eyes were mysterious, as if he was searching for something.

Jang Il-so asked calmly.

“What are you curious about?”

“Just a little while ago, the Master said that there was no need to punish me. May I ask what he meant?”

The corners of his red lips went up and a small laugh escaped him.

“That’s literally true.”

“……yes?”

“There’s no need for me to punish him. There will be someone else who will punish him.”

Hao Wenzhou’s expression slowly hardened.

There was something he didn’t know. Something was happening that was even beyond Haomen’s information network. But he couldn’t dig any deeper into it.

Jang Il-so smiled broadly and stared at Hao Wen-ju.

“More than that, do you know why I called you?”

“……yes.”

“Get ready now. Punishment is not my concern, but I don’t enjoy wasting the opportunity that was created for me.”

“I will do as you command.”

The detective bowed his head respectfully. He seemed to have no questions or concerns. However, his mind was extremely complicated.

‘What is it?’

What he’s missing. What Jang Il-so knows, but he doesn’t.

Cheonmyeonsu’s gaze was fixed on Jang Il-so, who was smiling brightly. As expected, he had no idea what she was thinking.

Meanwhile, Jang Il-so’s calm and languid eyes began to boil again. This was because his heart was boiling.

You can see. The dam that held the world together is already collapsing.

The world that everyone was afraid of will soon arrive. A hell where even the best in the world, Jang Il-so, will just struggle.

but.

‘Just because you’re going to lose it anyway… doesn’t mean you don’t have to keep it.’

You will get it. Even if it is just a shell. Even if you have to give up everything for it. That is how Jang Il-so lives as Jang Il-so.

“Now is the time to struggle.”

His eyes, filled with ridicule and madness, turned north.

“Everyone speaks in their own way.”

* * *

His head is stuck to the ground. No, this expression is not enough to fully describe his current state.

It would be more correct to say that his head was buried deep in the ground.

As if afraid, as if trembling, as if groaning.

If anyone were to see this sight, they would find it truly bizarre, for nothing existed before the one who bowed his head as if asking for a great sin.

The face of the man with the shaved head was wrapped in a bandage. The bandage was starting to get wet from around the eyes.

“I have tried to carry out the command you gave me… … but my abilities are so insignificant that I have not been able to complete it. I beg you to understand my poor shortcomings and to appease your wrath… … .”

My body is shaking terribly.

Originally, he was not allowed to be terrified when looking at others. He was a sacred body that had to lead a religion, and a strong person who had to shoulder many things.

But now, his behavior was nothing more than that of a pitiful weakling. He seemed like someone who could not survive without being mean, and who could not be forgiven without bowing his head.

The Blood Lord did not feel even a hint of humiliation in this situation.

“If you forgive my sins and give me one more chance, I will do what you say with all my heart. Please… … .”

The Blood Lord hit his forehead again with a loud thud.

And then he was silent. It is true that cowardice is the weapon of the weak, but if it is used excessively, it often brings about bad results. He knew this well.

Time passed.

For what felt like a long time to others and an eternity to the cult leader, the cult leader simply faithfully carried out this madness that could only be described as madness.

It was only after a long time that a voice was heard.

“I thought you were at least a rat.”

The blood cult leader trembled as if in shock.

He still can’t feel anything with his senses. But he definitely exists here now. Right in front of Joarin’s head.

The Blood Cultist’s entire body was consumed by fear. What does it mean to not be able to sense the presence of someone who is just one step ahead of you?

“It looks like it’s just a bug.”

The blood cult leader’s breathing became shallow. The voice continued.

“But then the responsibility lies with me. It was my fault for making a small insect do such a difficult job.”

“I just… … .”

Thud thud!

At that moment, one of the Blood Cult’s arms was twisted.

Splash. Splash.

With a terrible sound, the untouched arm twisted and swung around on its own, and soon it was torn to shreds and torn from the Blood Lord’s body.

“Keep, keep… … .”

The moans were small. Not because they were bearable. Rather, it was because he felt like he would faint at any moment from the pain he had never experienced before, but he was not even allowed the freedom to scream loudly at the moment.

“But even insects will listen to you to some extent if you hit them. What do you think?”

“Well, definitely… … an opportunity… … .”

“gist.”

“… … .”

“But remember, you who have gone astray. You have no need to think. If you disappoint me again, you and all your followers will seek death instead.”

“And, keep in mind… … .”

“Remember, you are free from my constraints. Nothing about you is worth a penny.”

The Blood Leader nodded hurriedly and fervently.

“I will accept it!”

“Go and do it.”

“With all your heart.”

The gaze of the one looking down at the Blood Cult Leader was eerily cold. Those emotionless eyes soon filled with thick magic energy.

Madness raged as if it would explode at any moment.

He barely managed to suppress his anger and turned his gaze to the south.

“… …Central Plains.”

He was filled with endless longing and anger at the same time. His eyes, staring at the ground he had once walked on, were filled with only malice.

“I will find out. Was there any point in waiting this long?”

A being that stands alone and proud.

In the past, the world called him a thousand years old.