Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 429



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 429

Harvest season (1)

Although he had many questions, Ichimoku opened his mouth thinking that he would eventually find out when he met her.

“Come in.”

And after a while, Jin Ha-yeon opened the curtain of the barracks and a middle-aged man came inside.

“This is the Gwangmyeongjwasa Ilmok of the Cheonmasingyo.”

“It is called Jeokri River. In the Central Plains, it is called by the nickname of Overlord.”

Taking a lottery ticket and making a simple example, Ilmok looked at the Jeokri River.

There were several scars on Jeokri Kang’s face, which looked like it was made in middle age.

But what stood out more than her appearance was her prayers.

‘… As expected, rumors about the world of martial arts can’t be trusted.’

It was clear that the rumored power of the overlord was at the bottom even within the Twelve Heavenly States.

But when I actually met him in person, I felt that his prayers were no less than those of King Geumgung Jin or Taegeuk Sword Master Unheoja.

While Ilmok was observing Jeokri River’s prayers, Jeokri River was also observing Ilmok.

‘I heard rumors that he was young, but I never thought he would be this young.’

Judging by his appearance alone, he was an old man who could be called a late-comer, but he was a master who could not be trusted to win even if you only looked at his skills.

Let’s take a moment to examine each other as if we were engaging in a war of nerves.

After offering a seat, Ichimoku sat down and asked directly.

“But, why has Your Majesty come here?”

At Ichimoku’s question, the king’s hand went to his chest.

It was a movement that seemed like an ambush, but the king moved quite slowly, perhaps to avoid suspicion.

And then, from his sleeve, a few sheets of bad paper came out.

There were also papers with written text on them, and some with pictures that had text drawn on them.

It was something familiar to Ichimoku. It was a propaganda leaflet.

“I came here after seeing this.”

Ilmok almost burst out laughing.

I started this project to recruit reinforcements, but I never expected that such a big fish would be caught so quickly.

“So, you’re saying that you came here to help us just by looking at what was written on that piece of paper?”

“Hahaha. I don’t really like being hypocritical, so I’ll answer honestly.”

King Tuwang Jeokri Kang answered with a sly smile.

“It is true that I came here because of this paper, but it is not only because of what is written on it.”

“What does that mean?”

When Ilmok tilted his head and asked, Jeokri Kang answered.

“I have no intention of saying anything like correcting the evil deeds of eunuchs or helping the poor commoners. If I were that kind of man, I wouldn’t have heard of people talking about love affairs or anything like that. Isn’t that right?”

Only then did Ilmok begin to vaguely understand the true purpose of the Jeokri River.

“So, you’re saying that you want to achieve great things in this war and secure a place in our religion?”

“Hahaha. That’s right. You’re more conversant than I thought. I came here to gamble my life away.”

The Cheonmasingyo was known as a group of fanatics. The king also knew this fact, so he was prepared for the possibility that communication would not work out.

However, since the opponent was relatively young, it didn’t seem that blocked.

Looking at the laughing king, Ilmok asked in a questioning tone.

“It’s quite different from the rumors. Don’t you like to move alone?”

“It’s half right and half wrong. It’s true that I’m honest and unsociable by nature. However, it’s not like I just enjoy it and live a life of wandering around the world.”

As he said that, Jeokri Kang clicked his tongue lightly and frowned slightly.

Although he was a middle-aged man, his expression showed a rebellious look.

“Every time I tried to go somewhere and establish a base, people like Childaese and Gupaebang would interfere with everything. If it were one or two places, they would probably just give me a little bit of a fight, but they would always come up with some lame excuse and try to drive me into the wrong path in the martial arts world.”

At first glance, it seemed like he had some vague idea about the man named Jeokri Kang.

He was a man with outstanding physical strength, but no foundation.

He was a man who had risen to a high position through his own abilities, but was deeply dissatisfied with the vested interests that had already taken root.

“Then why don’t you join the existing powers? Even if you were to join Sega as a guest, someone as powerful as you would be welcomed anywhere. Or, wouldn’t joining the Murim Alliance also be an option?”

“Tsk. The Murim Alliance is just a name. After all, isn’t it an organization that was created to flatter the Seven Great Families and the Nine-Tailed Families? I was so disappointed in the fact that the leader, who is already dead, was just cleaning up after those guys that I didn’t even come near the Alliance.”

Jeokri Kang added with a sly smile.

“By the way, I heard that the Left Commander killed the leader. Is that rumor true?”

“Yes. He was a spy of the imperial family, and he was the one who tried to instigate a fight between our religion and the Central Plains.”

“Hahahaha. The rumors were true.”

Jeokri Kang burst into laughter again, as if he was quite happy about the death of the leader of the group, Cheokpaemyeong.

“Then why did you avoid other forces that limited the alliance?”

“I did it because my pride was hurt. I thought it would be better to go alone than to listen to orders from those who are inferior to me and act like a guest while watching what they think.”

After somehow figuring out the other person’s personality, Ichimoku asked the most important question.

“Then why did you come to our church now? Aren’t you hurt?”

“Hahaha. Why are you so proud? It’s not that you’re ordering me around, it’s that I’m helping you.”

He added in a confident tone.

“I told you so. I decided to gamble with my life. Do you know that? When helping others, you have to reach out when they are in trouble to shine. If you try to help them after they have already gotten everything they want, you will get nothing.”

“So, that’s why you came to us at a time like this.”

“That’s right.”

If the rebellion of the Cheonmasingyo and its allies had already collapsed, Jeokri River would not have bothered to come here.

Because gambling with a zero chance of winning isn’t gambling, it’s just suicide.

But looking at the current trend, it felt like the odds of winning were at least 30%.

If you join there, your odds of winning will go up even more.

He came here because he thought it was worth risking his life.

Il-mok asked at last, having roughly figured out the other person.

“Then, why did you come to us?”

To that question, Jeokri Kang answered with a confident smile.

“Shouldn’t we find out about that little by little? I expect that the Heavenly Demon Sect will fairly and fairly award me a prize that is appropriate for my accomplishments. Hahaha.”

At Jeokri Kang’s confident attitude, Ilmok smiled faintly and said.

“Okay. If you do, I will first guide you to the barracks. If a battle breaks out later, I will give you a mission worthy of the title of King of Fighters.”

After saying this, Ilmok ordered Jin Ha-yeon to guide Jeokri River to the barracks.

For a moment, I looked at the back of Jin Ha-yeon leading Jeok-ri-gang and heading somewhere.

Jeong-Hyeon asked cautiously.

“Do you really, really trust the author?”

“Hmm. If you ask me if I believe it as a human being, then no. How could I believe it when I’ve only just met him? However, what the author says seems to be true.”

Instead of talking about justice and morality, he was blatantly pursuing personal glory.

At Ilmok’s words, Hyukryun Seon-a looked at Jeokri River with a displeased look and said.

“Your Majesty, the author does not follow the doctrines of the new religion, and he has no reason to be loyal to you.”

“As you said, he is a man who acts for profit, so there is a possibility that he will betray in a dangerous situation, but isn’t that a matter of entrusting him with a mission?”

A mission that the author must succeed at. A mission that could have a huge impact if the author fails or betrays.

I never thought I would entrust these things to you.

“Don’t worry, I’m just a skilled ronin here.”

This was something I had thought about from the beginning when I was making the flyer.

The purpose was not only to attract those who were truly outraged by the eunuchs’ misdeeds.

A fight against vested interests. These were leaflets and posters created in the hope that those who have been oppressed and ignored would rise up and join us.

In that sense, the king could be said to be a symbol of such non-establishment forces.

If such a person came to us in person and we simply kicked him out because he was not a member of the new religion, we could say that there was no point in making leaflets and posters.

At that moment, someone came running towards the people and the people who were talking.

“Left Sergeant! Those we sent out as scouts have returned! They say the enemy is approaching!”

* * *

A place about an hour’s walk from the garrison where the troops led by Ichimoku are staying.

There, about ten thousand troops consisting of government troops and martial artists began to form a garrison.

“According to the scouts’ report, there is an enemy camp about an hour away.”

At the words of the commander of the unit, Lieutenant General Do-Dok-Ji, Yang Mu-Ja frowned and asked.

“So, are you planning to fight this time?”

“Shouldn’t we first check the enemy’s movements?”

At Comrade Doduk’s words, Yang Mu-ja clicked his tongue openly, and Comrade Doduk frowned in response.

‘Uneducated thugs.’

But since there was an order from his superiors, he didn’t bother to swear out loud.

“I will continue to monitor enemy movements as a scout, so for now, please return to the barracks and rest.”

Instead, Comrade Do-dok-dong issued an order to expel all guests. Having a meeting together would only make things worse.

“If you plan to fight a battle, please call me.”

As the shepherd got up with an unpleasant expression, Namgung Jin, who was also making a displeased expression, also got up and left the command barracks together.

– Can I talk to you for a moment?

At the sudden sound of the sheep herder, Namgung Jin nodded instead of opening his mouth.

The two headed towards the barracks where the Namgung Se-ga’s warriors were staying.

Right after entering the barracks built for Namgung Jin, Yang Muja opened his mouth as if he was frustrated.

“I don’t know how long they plan to continue moving in this hesitant manner.”

Just as the Cheonmasingyo was starting to feel tired from the fierce battle of wits, this side was also starting to get tired.

It wasn’t just the story of a quick-tempered sheep herder.

“It was a mistake to join hands with the government from the beginning.”

Since the martial artists were used to confrontations, they were not used to this kind of war where they only fought a battle of wits over a long period of time.

Also, there was one more reason why they became dissatisfied.

“Why on earth do we have to move like this for that one Shin Seung guy?”

All the currents were revolving around Shinsung.

Even though Shin Seung was important in the battle at Mt. Mudang, we were all going to attack the enemy lines together anyway.

But now, they were moving to hide Shin Seung’s location, and when Shin Seung was active, they had to run away to avoid the enemy in places where Shin Seung was not.

For those who were once the leaders of the forces known as the Nine Great Powers and the Seven Great Sages, and who were also called the Twelve Heavenly Lords, this role was something they could not get used to.

“Look at the way that Comrade Do-dok is talking. Namgung Ga-ju and Jang Moon-in are together, and you are scared and thinking of retreating? How much do you underestimate us that you think that way!”

How long did it take to listen to the endless complaints of the sheep herder?

Namgung Jin, who had been listening with his eyes closed in silence, opened his eyes and opened his mouth.

“If you do it, wouldn’t it be enough to just show it to that cowardly Comrade Do-Gok?”

“Show me? What do you mean?”

“We didn’t get on the same boat as these guys to match their strength or something, did we?”

Yang Mu-ja and Nam Gung-jin looked at each other.

The two were in similar situations.

The battle with the Cheonmasin Sect in Cheonghae. In that battle where the Blood Sect intervened and even the Cheonhyeol Gangsi came out, Namgung Se-ga and Hyeongsan-pa suffered great losses.

That was why Namgung Jin and Yang Muja accepted the alliance with the government. In order to avenge their family members and disciples who were killed by the Cheonmasingyo warriors that day.

“Tomorrow. If a battle breaks out, I’ll rush into the enemy’s camp and wipe out all the damned cultists I come across. What do you think, Yang Jang-mun?”

To Namgung Jin’s question, Yang Muja answered with a hearty laugh.

“Hahaha. That’s such a nice thing to hear!”

* * *

Several troops moved back and forth between the two units that had formed a temporary base with an interval of about an hour.

They were scouts.

Scouts constantly moved back and forth to detect the enemy’s strength and movements, and their paths often overlapped, resulting in battles between the scouts of both sides.

The first to break the suffocating tension were the Cheonmasin Church units.

Early in the morning, they left their camp and began to advance toward the enemy.

Following this, the government troops, who heard the news through the scouts, quickly called a meeting.

“I can’t just sit there and watch those damn bastards!”

“Comrade Dodok, wouldn’t you like to make a career out of this opportunity?”

When Yang Muja and Namgung Jin strongly requested a battle, Dodokdongji, who seemed to be thinking for a moment, nodded.

“It’s time to move out! Prepare for battle! Tell the soldiers!”