Chapter 206 – Chapter 42 (1)

It’s out of the blue, but let’s assume a situation.

Let’s say you have a high-ranking executive rooted in a well-established military organization.

But where does an unheard-of bastard shine and make a name for himself?

First of all, since we are at war with a hostile organization that is currently fighting, we decided to recruit that bastard.

The problem is that this idiot is saying, ‘I don’t want to be ordered by the upper management, so I’ll give you an independent unit. Are you saying something like ‘Hard Carry Dream’?

He’s hot, but he seems to have skills, so I recruited him for the first time, but as soon as he arrived, he beat the troops.

Quaang!

“You bastard! How dare you beat up the warriors of the northern palace!?”

That’s why it’s not an area that I can’t understand that the head in front of my eyes is fucking with me.

“~~~@#!$~!!@@#!!!”

Called by the head of the Northern Heavenly Palace named Akjeon, I picked up one ear at the sight of him nervously hitting the huge table on which the map was spread out and cursing.

I’ve already been nagging for over a minute.

If I abuse my ears more than this, I could suffer from hearing loss, so I should stop them soon, right?

“Uh, I’m sorry for everything, so could you please stop coming closer? Everything I ate yesterday will come up.”
“This guy…!”

This is no joke.

The real real honto is a face I don’t want to see up close.

He appears to be in his late 50s, with scars on his face and a rotten face.

I will omit further description for the sake of my eye hygiene and intestinal health.

“Listen up! I accepted your foolish offer because I need power right now! I must not have forgotten that I must fight the Black Sageren at least once every two days!”

Naturally, Bukcheongung accepted my proposal and put one condition on it.

It means that you have to fight at least once every 2 days, and it is only possible to maintain it if you have a solid major.

If this condition is not satisfied, it warns that the status of the independent strike force will be revoked and it must move as ordered.

Accepting the condition, I was appointed to the independent strike force.

By the way, I don’t know if the situation is bad, or if it’s not worth meeting a nameless guy like me, but it’s a bit disrespectful to be deployed to the front line right away without seeing the shadow of the Northern Heavenly Palace.

Anyway, since we decided to go to Shibam Kwang, let’s make a Shibam Kwang-like story.

“Things that are not capable of it only squeal.”
“…What?”

The footnote named Akjeon, which made me hear the sound in my heart, and the expressions of the guys who were acting as lieutenants who were looking at me from left and right as if they were looking at me like a fool, were distorted.

“What are you yelling at for a subject that has stopped here just because of the black sand?”
“What!?”
“Let’s not scream at each other in pain. My body will be moving tomorrow, so prepare to push the wires out. Then.”

There are probably a lot of things you want to say to me, but I’m not in my body to listen to them all.

As evidence of that, you are trembling with an expression that you want to curse at me.

It’s not about holding back, it’s a look of frustration because there are more than dozens of curses that are about to burst out of your head, but you only have one mouth.

Anyway, I declared that I would move tomorrow in front of everyone in command, and went out of the tent where the command was gathered.

“That cheeky bastard!”
“You’re being arrogant with some power!”

Living behind the scenes is fucking tingling.

Still, no idiot wields a weapon against me.

“Okay, I’ll be sure to watch over you tomorrow.”

Akjeon couldn’t be angry, so he showed me a gaze that said, ‘If you come under me, I’ll fucking roll.’

“I can’t wait to see if you can look at me like that even after tomorrow.”

Tsk. Personally, I wish someone would use force, but there is no such idiot.

Then I would have taken the initiative by stomping on one as an example.

Bukcheongung is said to have a tradition, but it’s not a level that can be ignored.

Instead, you’re going to fuck off my gossip, right?

Since I came out after declaring that I would go to the Sibam Kwang route, I’m sure he’s holding a poison over there too.

I looked around for a while.

The barracks were scattered here and there in disorder, and the Murim people gathered for treatment and rest after the battle did not feel any discipline.

If even the Northern Heavenly Palace is like this, there will be nothing to see in Heuksaryon.

I’m just getting an estimate of how far I’ll go.

After taking a rough look at the atmosphere of the northern palace, I moved to the place where my strike force was located, thinking that Heuksaryeon would have no more discipline than this.

Because it was a newly created strike force, it was located at the very end, so there was no need to panic about where it was.

“Ah, you’re back!”

Hurry up!

Jinye, who was the first to spot me, hurriedly ran out.

No matter how I look at it, when the owner comes home, it looks like a puppy wagging its tail to welcome it, so I laughed without knowing it.

Who the hell would think this woman is a celestial being?
Even if she said that she was a thousand years old, she would be scolded for not being funny, right?

“What did they say? If you just say something, I’ll run right away…!”
“Whoa. First of all, even if you don’t like it, you’re an ally. An ally isn’t making blood. You know?”
“Yes!”

If you put a tail on her hip, you’ll swing her around until her tailbone is broken.

“Tell everyone to come to the barracks. I’ll explain our future plans.”
“Yes!”

Hearing my order, Jinye even used her light gun and moved to find the women outside the barracks.

I headed to the barracks, and after a while I confirmed that everyone had gathered and explained my future plans.

*        *

The guardian of the law, the blood of blood.

He, the most powerful among the magician’s guardians, arrived in Honam after hearing some information.

It was the information that Hwanyo, who had gone missing after going to deal with the ronins with the nickname Okmyeonssangryeo, who dared to insult the Demonic Cult, appeared.

The source is suspicious, but it is quite detailed information, so the Demonic Cult wanted to check if Hwanyo was still alive.

Currently, the atmosphere inside the Demonic Cult is strangely distracted, so with this incident, I decided to organize the inside of the Demonic Cult once again.

Her behavior, which had been missing without contact for over a year for any reason, seemed to be a move to escape from the Demonic Cult.

Blood Bi-ho, whose name and face are well-known externally, was collecting information about Hwan-yo through his subordinates after wearing a bast face mask.

‘Hello…’

To be honest, it was hard to believe that Hae-yeon Lim, a fan of blood, had betrayed the Demonic Cult.

It’s because she devoted herself to the Demonic Cult from a young age and didn’t have affection for anything outside of her.

In the first place, she hates the people in the middle of the country who don’t accept her, so it was impossible for her to live in the middle of the world.

-Blood Protection.-

At that time, someone rang a telephony toward Heolbiho, who was standing there as if admiring the scenery of Dongting Lake until her subordinates came to ask for information.

-How did it go?-

Hyeolbiho, who already knew the owner of the voice, glanced in the direction the transmission sound came from.

There, Mu-ryeong, who was Lim Ha-yeon’s subordinate in the past, was properly separated from each other as if they did not know each other, not making eye contact.

He was absent when the Maqiao sent Lim Ha-yeon to Jincheon’s provocation, and when Lim Ha-yeon was attacked by the Pacheonhoe due to an accidental illness.

That is why, when Hyeolbi was dispatched to find her Lim Ha-yeon, Mu-ryeong, who knew her well, was appointed as her Hyeol-biho’s adjutant.

-I heard from a boatman renting a boat that he saw a woman who looked exactly like Hwan-yo. She was said to be among the beauties led by a certain young man. The number of women is six in all, and she remembers the young man most fondly.—

‘Was the information real?’

The information known to the Demonic Cult was the same.

Hwanyo is one of six women led by a young man.

At first, most of the Demonic Cultists thought it was nonsense.

If Hwanyo had married a little sooner and gave birth to her child, she would have had a grandson beyond the terms of the contract.

That such a hwan-yo fawns over a young man?

However, since the boatman gave the same information here, it was difficult to say unconditionally.

-By the way, they said the appearance was the same as we described, but the skin color and eye color were different.-
-Was Hwanyo able to change the color of his skin and eyes?-
-I do not know. I didn’t even know I had that ability. But his hair is said to be a clear crimson color.-

Subsequently, they received information that Hwanyo might be able to change skin and eye color.

-And… I don’t know if this is directly related, but it is said that the bodies of people in black clothes were found on the Dongting Lake the day after the boatman rented the boat.-

‘Hwanyo who enjoyed boating. And the black men who were found dead in Dongdong Lake the next day. There’s not enough information yet.’

Since there is still a lack of information about the Blood Guard, it was not possible to assert anything definitively.

-Did you check where Hwanyo and the others went?-
-Yes. It is said that she headed east based on Akyang.-

She still doesn’t know if the woman she’s after is the real Hwan-Yo.

If the eyes and skin color could change like a normal midfielder, the Demonic Cult should have known first.

‘Did he have betrayal in mind from the beginning?’

But why?

Why did she abandon the Demonic Cult now and then, who already has such a notoriety that the entire middle court trembles with her name alone as Hwanyo?

‘First of all, check that the hymn is correct. And I must find out why.’

There is something they don’t know.

If he was like the other Demonic Cultists, he would have been enraged at the fact that Hwanyo, whom he thought was dead, had actually deceived everyone.

However, Hwanyo had no reason to betray Lee Jewa and Hwanyo, who had watched her as a guardian of the same law, wanted to meet Hwanyo and listen to her circumstances.

– Summon everyone. Heading eastward as the woman who seemed to be in a dream was headed.
-Yes!-

After answering Hyeolbiho’s instructions, Mu-ryeong headed somewhere to gather her men.

Bloody Ho, who was about to move to prepare himself to leave,

Pounding!

‘Town!?’

Feeling a sudden sense of danger, she involuntarily broke into a cold sweat and poised to mount her counterattack.

‘This energy… !?’

It is clear that the line of King Jeongjong is huge and magnificent.

However, she has met many adherents of the political faction, but this is the first time she has felt such pressure.

‘This… It overwhelmingly surpassed the sword post… !’

Who in the alternative political faction exudes such aura?

Ambassador Hyeonyeong, the head of Shaolin Temple, famous for the Hyungyeong?

But Ambassador Hyeonyeong doesn’t come out of Shaolin Temple?

Bloody Ho was sweating and nervous, but other people seemed to be acting normally, as if not feeling it.

When I turned my gaze to the place where I felt the energy, I found that there were warriors dressed in the Namgung family’s attire and an old man with gray hair moving on the street.

‘I… Old man… !’

And the moment he witnessed the gray-haired old man, the blood protection was hardened without his knowledge.

It is not that the old man was hostile toward himself or oppressed him.

However, it is a phenomenon that was created because it emits a huge and magnificent power that only masters of the Hwagyeong level can feel as naturally as breathing.

At that time, the old man’s side also detected the aura of a Demonic Cult possessed by Hyolbiho.

‘Magician?’

The Sword King, Namgungje, felt the demonic energy on his nerves, and looked at Bloodbiho, frowning at her.

Blood Bi-ho, who met her eyes with Namgung-jae, desperately turned her head and moved as if to run away.

At first, it was Namgungje who thought about using her hands on being a Demonic Cult, but judging from her movements, it seems difficult to subdue her in a few moves even if she could win.

‘She’s been informed that her granddaughter is here, but she can’t cause trouble. Be lucky, Demonic Cultist.’

Finding one’s own granddaughter is many times more important than killing a Demonic Cultist.

Hyeolbi-ho was overwhelmed by Namgungje’s power and avoided the battle, and Namgungje ignored the demonic cult to find her granddaughter, Namgung Cheongha.

The two of them avoided each other by such a tacit agreement, but at that time, I couldn’t even imagine that they were aiming for the same goal.