The Party Will Not Fall - Chapter 9
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The Commander-in-Chief let out a sigh.
The Changgung Muae Sword Technique, which is characterized by its blue energy, was the rising martial art of the Namgung family.
It was nothing short of Namgung-tae’s declaration that he would do his best.
‘Sooner or later, we will break down the wall and reach the peak.’
Jo Pil, who had gauged Namgung-tae’s growth, turned his attention.
Although the governor and Chae Se-yeon didn’t seem to notice, Jo Pil noticed Yoo Hyeok’s plan with the keen eye of Go Soo.
I was curious as to whether the talent recognized by Namgung Seobaek could surpass the Changgung Muai swordsmanship.
Kyaang! Kang!
Similar to the sound of splitting stone with a pickaxe.
An enormous shock that drowned out the sound of the blast echoed throughout the training hall.
Dang Bi-hyeon tightened his grip on his sword.
My brows furrowed, but I couldn’t help it.
Namgung Tae’s Changgung Muai sword technique was heavy.
Since it is honest and upright, it seems like you can break through it with technique, but when you actually hit it, it is heavier than you can imagine, so defense is urgent.
Until just before, Dang Fei-hyeon was worried about reducing his strength even more, but now it was quite the opposite.
Blah blah blah!
A series of attacks erupted within one breath.
The heavy drinking produced by Geomki was unusual.
Overall, it was Namgung-tae who took the initiative and attacked.
However, every time Dang Bi-hyeon counterattacked, Nam Gung-tae hesitated due to his unusual sharpness.
Whoops!
The new types of the two people were different.
Dang Bi-hyeon, who had let go of Nam Gung-tae who had attacked him from the front, immediately turned around and resumed his stance.
Chae Se-yeon was impressed.
“You are surprisingly cool. “I’m still breathing evenly.”
Some time has passed.
No matter how much you are a martial artist, how easy is it to swing a sword close to a corner?
A warrior who can maintain his stamina by breathing at a constant rate in a fight with all his might.
It almost seemed like an area of talent rather than experience.
Chae Se-yeon’s eyes fell on Nam Gung-tae.
“Heo-eok, heo-eok.”
This one was half exhausted.
It was natural.
Shortly after practicing the Changgung Muae Sword Technique, my breathing began to become disturbed.
Breathing must always be kept in mind and managed unless it ends in a short-term skirmish.
Otherwise, it’s like having a hole in your body, and your stamina will be leaking out.
Chae Se-yeon predicted in her mind that Dang Bi-hyeon would win.
At that time, Jo Pil pointed to Dang Bi-hyeon’s sword.
“As much as the merits of being a ronin have been revealed, so too have the weaknesses.”
“What is that?”
“Aerodynamics.”
Chae Se-yeon looked at Dang Bi-hyeon’s sword and understood what he meant.
The state of the blade was so bad that it looked like it had been eaten by a rat.
This is probably the result of being cut off every time the swords clash with the Changgung Muae Sword Technique.
This was because he could not mobilize internal power equivalent to that of Namgung-tae.
Of course, it was Dang Bi-hyeon’s intention, but Jo Pil and Chae Se-yeon, who had no idea that Yoo Hyeok in front of them was Dang Bi-hyeon, judged it that way.
“Long Hyuk Yoo.”
“yes.”
Namgung-tae, who gasped for a moment after calling out, hinted at a suggestion.
“Instead of dragging it on like this, how about settling it at the next meeting?”
“… great.”
Dang Bi-hyeon glanced at those watching and accepted the offer.
It was okay to stick to the pragmatic tone of the ronin until the end, but it seemed like enough was already enough.
“I’m going this time!”
Namgung-tae used a restrained step and penetrated into the gap between Dangbihyeon.
As I poured all my energy into the sword, the blue energy became even darker.
Dang Bi-hyeon took a breath from the diagonal attack.
Wedge!
The power that ran through the blood sword rose along the blade.
The energy in the sword point was weaker than that of Namgungtae.
However, he was not afraid and swung straight ahead.
Kwachachang!
Tang Feixian’s sword was divided into two.
The separated blade flew to the side, and the energy of the speargun continued to advance.
just now.
Dang Bi-hyeon held the fine needle that he had been holding along with his sword between the middle fingers of his index fingers.
The time for pulling back the arm to throw the fine needle and the time for Namgungtae’s sword to reach the neck were roughly the same.
Precisely calculated, defeat by just one inch.
Tang Feixian’s design was realized.
“I lost… .”
Wedge!
‘shit. The variable Namgungtae was not taken into consideration.’
Nangungtae’s sword showed no signs of stopping.
Namgung-tae himself also looked embarrassed, as if he couldn’t control the power he had already exerted.
The moment the sword flies.
Dang Bi-hyeon was worried.
If you want to keep the acting you’ve shown so far consistent, it’s natural to not be able to react.
But then you die.
He couldn’t die in a dance where he was demonstrating his skills, let alone in a fight to the death with the Cheonglimbu.
If that were to be prevented, Chae Se-yeon and Jo Pil would be suspicious.
In the end, Dang Fei-hyeon did not stop it.
Whiiing!
The wind shook the hem of the robe.
Jo Pil suddenly broke in and snatched Namgungtae’s sword and threw it away.
He was angry.
“Namgoongtae!”
“Uh, what… .”
“The way you do your best by even mobilizing your family’s holidays is my highest praise. However, we cannot tolerate the foolishness of not being able to distinguish between fighting and actual fighting.”
Namgung-tae, facing the profound power of the Cheonra Danju, unknowingly took a step back.
Namgung-tae, who was bowing down with his face turning white, was a young man of unrivaled righteousness.
Namgung-tae’s eyes became red as he struck the sutra.
Jo Pil sighed and expressed his frustration and turned his head.
Dang Bi-hyeon was collecting fine needles.
“How did you come up with the idea of hiding the fine needles in your palm?”
“It wasn’t something I just came up with. “I once saved my life with this when I was in a crisis.”
In response to Dang Bi-hyeon’s answer, Jo Pil straightened his frowning brow and nodded.
Chae Se-yeon approached.
“Jo Danju. Which of the two will you take?”
“Your intentions are written all over your face.”
“Oh, that’s… .”
Embarrassed, Chae Se-yeon lowered her red face.
Pil Jo said.
“Cheonnadan is a group of more than 100 warriors who unite as one to spread the dream of Cheonna. “You shouldn’t take someone from a free-spirited ronin background just because you covet them.”
“if… .”
“Namgoongtae.”
Namgung-tae, who was startled by Jo Pil’s call, answered timidly.
“Yes, Daehyeop.”
“The reason I scolded you was because you almost took the life of a colleague.”
Namgung-tae, who fully understood his mistake, folded his hands together politely.
Jo Pil, seeing his stiff posture, placed his hand on his shoulder.
“However, apart from that, you have excellent swordsmanship skills cultivated in your family. “I have confidence as a superior, so I would like to entrust you with a part of the Cheonradan.”
A man who almost committed murder in Bimou got over it with just one scolding.
There would be nothing more shameless than refusing here.
Namgung-tae immediately put his fist and palm together and greeted him.
“thank you.”
Jo Pil asked the general to ‘record the victory as Yu Hyeok’s victory’ and left the training hall with Namgung Tae in tow.
Without anyone needing to tell him, Dang Bi-hyeon, or rather, Yu Hyeok, became part of the expulsion squad.
“Yoo So-hyeop, how old are you?”
Dang Bi-hyeon opened her mouth in response to Chae Se-yeon’s polite question.
I didn’t tell it straight away.
“I’m eighteen.”
“no wonder. “I have a contract for this year, so it’s okay if I call you by my first name, right?”
“Go ahead. “I’m comfortable with that too.”
“okay.”
Chae Se-yeon left the training hall.
Dang Bi-hyeon, who followed him, was able to hear about the current situation of the Chusaldae.
“I’ll say hello to the other members later, but first I have to go to the Baekpo Merchant’s mansion.”
“There was a rumor going around that the enemy was murdered. Was that true?”
“huh. Rest assured, I won’t be entrusted with a burdensome mission from day one.”
Dang Bi-hyeon moved her legs in accordance with Chae Se-yeon’s fast gait.
It’s time to revisit Jeoksaeng’s mansion.
* * *
The magnificent mansion was in good condition, at least on the outside.
When Jeoksaeng died, almost all the warriors left the mansion.
Dang Bi-hyeon and Chae Se-yeon crossed the doorway guarded by the Hyeonmudan.
My eyes were drawn to the commotion going on inside.
People who had done business with Jeoksaeng were flocking in and harassing the remaining families.
Chae Se-yeon’s expression distorted when she saw that scene.
“Hyeonmudan!”
“yes!”
Soldiers in dark green uniforms lined up in front of Chae Se-yeon.
“Kick them all out.”
“We tried to do that, but it was so reckless.”
Chae Se-yeon tilted her head to one side.
“Are you reckless?”
“yes. “All of them are either the 8th central central power merchants themselves or their agents.”
“ha… .”
Chae Se-yeon sighed and gritted her teeth and took a step toward that direction.
“So, do you allow the bereaved families to suffer like that?”
“sorry.”
“I’ll negotiate it myself, so guide this guy to the scene.”
“yes.”
Dang Bi-hyeon smiled to himself as he took the sword from the Hyeonmudan warrior.
It was an unexpected windfall.
On the day the enemy was eliminated, there was something I couldn’t check for fear that the Murim Alliance would attack at any moment.
Dang Bi-hyeon, who entered the office alone, was overcome by a familiar feeling.
The eyes of the dead man leaning against the wall were similar to those of that time.
The only minor difference was liveliness.
Dang Bi-hyeon looked at the scene of the incident he had created for a moment and then unpacked the bundle.
I read all the ledgers except the one I checked when killing the enemy.
I was worried that Jeoksaeng might have left out some spiritual objects, but it turned out to be unfounded.
“… … .”
Someone is approaching.
Dang Bi-hyeon closed the ledger and packed the bundle again as before.
I quickly walked out of the hallway.
“Hyuk?”
“Ah, unit commander.”
When Chae Se-yeon arrives, Dang Bi-hyeon greets her as if she had just discovered her.
“Were you outside the whole time?”
“If you go in and touch anything, won’t the site be damaged? So I stayed still.”
Spouting lies without any hesitation.
Chae Se-yeon approached Dang Bi-hyeon.
“okay?”
“Why are you doing that?”
In response to Dang Bi-hyeon’s question, Chae Se-yeon smiled bitterly.
“Are you going to be okay?”
“What do you mean?”
“The Pursuit Unit is in charge of eradicating bandits, but more than that, it mostly investigates these types of cases.”
Crimes committed by the martial arts people.
Chae Se-yeon was discussing its weight.
“We belong to the most fierce and dangerous group among Gangho’s warriors. You may be haunted by terrible memories that don’t just keep you from sleeping. Or simply, you might lose your life while chasing the criminal.”
“The reason I joined the Murim Alliance is no different.”
Dang Bi-hyeon’s words were sudden.
Chae Se-yeon looked at him.
“I joined the alliance to achieve what I had in mind.”
A kind of sense of mission was felt in Tang Feixian’s tone.
The Cheonglimbu will fall, and the Tangmun will rise again.
“Therefore, I will do my duty.”
Even if it means uprooting the Murim Alliance.
Dang Bi-hyeon pledged again.
Chae Se-yeon, who accepted this as a desirable aspiration, looked much more relieved.
It was an expression he made without knowing what was inside him.
“okay. “Let’s go in.”
Among the corpses of warriors strewn around the office, two corpses neatly laid out stood out.
These were the enemy guards that Yang Guard had killed.
“Are these the guards who died during the first attack?”
Chae Se-yeon mumbled and looked at them.
Dang Feixian secretly smiled as he looked at the bamboo commendations stuck on one of the guys’ bodies.
There was something I learned when I killed Min Seong-guk.
‘If you want to use the memorization sold at the blacksmith shop, you must retrieve it all after completing the work.’
The moment there was even one person left at the scene, the Cheonglimbu had physical evidence to access Dangbihyeon’s true identity.
But what if it’s homemade?
Dang Bi-hyeon, along with Yang Howie, moved the cut bamboo from near Yuseong Gaekjan and made a memorization machine.
No matter how capable the Chussaldae is, they will not be able to find out that fact.
As expected, Chae Se-yeon bit her lower lip slightly.
“There is no way they can sell bamboo memorization on the market. “You used your head.”
“Shall we arrest the bamboo merchants in Hubei? “The culprit may be one of the buyers who suddenly appears and buys in large quantities.”
“okay. “Let’s just look inside the office and then do that.”
I casually made a wrong guess.
Dang Bi-hyeon, who was leisurely watching Chae Se-yeon’s investigation, was soon taken aback by her mumbling.
“During Min Seong-guk’s time, wasn’t bamboo memorization…? ?”