Yoonjong found out. If you are truly overcome by great embarrassment, you will lose not only your words but also your thoughts.
‘why?’
It feels like my mind has gone completely blank.
Why is Jang Il-so here? why?
Other than that question, nothing else comes to mind. It seems as if the man in the red long robe in front of him has taken over his entire world.
“uh… … .”
And it seems that Yoonjong is not the only one in this situation.
Jo Geol-do, Hye-yeon Yeon, Nam Gung-do-wi, and even Baek-cheon were speechless and looking at Jang Il-so in bewilderment. It seems like the world has stopped.
The presence of Jang Il-so, sitting leisurely as if living in another world, made many of these people freeze.
There is only one person moving in that bleak world.
Jerk.
The sound of Cheongmyeong’s footsteps rang like thunder in everyone’s ears. It was also a sound that awakened my hardened mind.
Cheongmyeong’s voice struck Yoonjong’s mind like a pouring of ice water.
“It’s a good drink… … . “You have a lot of leisure.”
After that, I noticed it too late. Before they knew it, Cheongmyeong’s back was in front of them, facing Jang Il-so.
Ttuduk.
Without realizing it, Yoonjong’s muscles, which had been tense due to tension, relaxed all at once. My head, which had stopped, started rolling again.
‘Were you waiting to stop us?’
no. no.
That said, the number of people led by Jang Il-so is not large. No matter how defeated Jang Il-so may be, trying to stop Cheon Woo-maeng with that number is beyond arrogance and is an act of suicide.
But then why is the author sitting here so leisurely now? What on earth are you thinking?
At that time, as if reading Yoonjong’s question, Jang Ilso gently touched the glass filled with alcohol with the tip of his fingernail and said,
“Even though it’s like this, I’m a person who knows manners.”
Talk.
When he lightly pushed the glass, the glass slid smoothly across the table and stopped on the other side. As if she were a cup prepared for whoever would sit there.
“We’re serving the world’s Hwasan Sword Association, so shouldn’t we at least prepare some precious alcohol?”
Jang Il-so stared at Cheongmyeong with a bright smile. Then, Cheongmyeong also looked at Jang Il-so with a crooked smile.
“You don’t know how to treat a young person. “You’re going to treat me with nothing more than drinks?”
“Hmm, you’re still a greedy kid. But don’t worry. That’s why I prepared a gift for you.”
“… … gift?”
“Bring it.”
Questions and caution flashed through Cheongmyeong’s eyes. The Sapae ryeondo in the back retreated to the left and right in perfect order. A person came out through the gap, dragging something.
‘person?’
It was a half-conscious person with a miserable appearance.
“… … What is that… … .”
“uh?”
At that moment, someone among the Cheonwoo Meng Dao shouted in surprise.
“Huh, huh too?”
“what?”
Everyone’s eyes widened in surprise and they looked closely at the person being dragged out. An old man with a knife stuck in his limbs, as if cutting his muscles.
He was truly a Heo Do-jin person.
“Oh, this is crazy!”
Unlike in the past, he had completely white hair and even his face was soaked in blood, which confused everyone for a moment, but it was unmistakable.
The person who is now being dragged out by Honggyeon is clearly Heo Do-jin, a former shaman.
Quadang!
Hong Gyeon threw away Heo Do Jin-in like a devoted partner.
“That fucking bastard!”
When Jo Geol tried to rush forward in anger, Yoon Jong gritted his teeth and grabbed his shoulder tightly.
“Don’t act rashly!”
“But the death penalty!”
“calm down!”
“this… … .”
Jo Geol’s body was shaking with anger.
It is true that he did not think well of Heo Do, but he was a person who was a long-time shaman. He is not someone who deserves to be humiliated like that by mere Safa bastards.
Seeing Jo Geol like that, Jang Il-so chuckled.
“Oh dear… … . I don’t know why you’re angry. It’s a good gift, isn’t it? “I thought you would be impressed.”
“Shut up, you bastard!”
“There’s nothing to be so angry about. “It’s a fitting example.”
Jang Il-so glanced at Heo Do-jin. Her gaze was indifferent and devoid of any emotion.
“People who don’t know their subject usually believe that everything will come true through earnestness. But no. “The way to achieve what you want is not to hope for it, but to get it.”
Jang Il-so’s gaze left the bansang-jang-like Heo Do-jin and focused on Cheong-myeong.
“you… … “I think you understand?”
Many people could not say anything. I looked in silence at Heo Do-jin, who was barely breathing, and Jang Il-so, who was fiddling with his glass behind him. A dead silence fell between them.
What broke the silence in the silence was Jo Geol’s murderous voice, not anyone else’s.
“Let’s attack.”
“… … what?”
“I don’t know what that bastard was thinking when he put his face in here, but an opportunity like this won’t come again! “Now is the right time to decapitate that bastard!”
“… … .”
“Just kill it! “If you just kill that bastard, it’s all over!”
Yunjong’s eyes shook.
That is correct.
Jang Il-so is leading a small army. Of course, it’s the Hong Jian of the Ten Thousand Tens and the elites he raised separately, but doesn’t this have almost all of the Cheon Yu Meng’s power?
“Right now before you miss the opportunity… … .”
“Then what about the shaman?”
“… … yes?”
When an unexpected voice was heard, Jo Geol suddenly turned his gaze. Nangong Dowi asked again.
“If we waste our time here, what will happen to the shaman?”
“Ji, I feel like a shaman now… … .”
Jo Geol, who was about to speak, was startled.
What do you know about shamans? This was something that should never be said out loud. No, you shouldn’t even think about it. A person’s life can never be treated like that.
Jo Geol clenched her fists tightly.
“But if we miss the funeral, more people will die.”
“The shaman is waiting for us now… … !”
“stop.”
Before the argument could begin in earnest, Baekcheon’s short voice interrupted their conversation. Then he stared at Jang Il-so with a cold face and spoke as if chewing.
“It’s not like that.”
“yes?”
“… … “It’s not that simple.”
He bit his lip gently as everyone looked at him.
‘Jang Il-so.’
Can you catch it? If Jang Il-so fights them fairly, he can of course kill them. But what if Jang Il-so tries to run away with all his might now?
‘… … Uneasy.’
No matter how numerically superior you are, it is difficult to catch a minority with higher skills, and volcanoes have already erupted several times… … . Yes, it has been proven time and time again.
That position has now reversed.
You can try it. So, if you succeed, you will literally be able to achieve an unprecedented feat.
But what if you fail?
Then you lose everything. Cheon Woo-maeng misses the opportunity to save the shaman, the shaman will be extinct, and even Jang Il-so will be lost.
That is a mistake that cannot even be compared to the defeats that Chun Woo-maeng has suffered so far.
In the end, Meng was also created by people. Even after going through something like that, can the bandits trust their leadership? Can the already loose bond be maintained in the future?
What is even more painful at this moment is that it has only been a few days since Maeng reorganized his organization. Is it really possible to lead this ragtag party, with only a few members, to track down Jang Il-so?
Baekcheon’s fingertips trembled as he was busily calculating in his head.
‘Damn it!’
Now I could see it in his eyes too. How much is contained in this absurd-looking paving stone? This embarrassing number has such vicious fangs.
Baekcheon’s eyes turned to Jang Ilso, leisurely filling his glass. Yes, more than anything, that guy is the problem.
‘I’m out of my mind.’
No matter how perfectly calculated the number is, how could he so calmly throw himself as bait in front of so many enemies? How can I put a knife to my own throat without even changing my expression and make my enemy get sick of me again?
‘… … Have you been fighting a guy like that all this time?’
It feels like the blood in my whole body is cooling down. The red light grows bigger and bigger, and it seems as if it will completely cover his vision.
And then.
“There are words that are common but contain truth.”
Cheongmyeong’s calm and calm voice awakened Baekcheon’s spirit.
“Something like saying that a guy who likes gambling is sure to get screwed.”
“haha. yes. “That is correct!”
Jang Il-so, who burst into laughter, smiled and looked gently at Cheongmyeong.
“but… … It’s a little funny for you to say that. Is not it?”
Cheongmyeong chuckled. These words definitely felt like a stab to the heart. Without even turning his head, he spoke backwards.
“Sasuk.”
“… … huh.”
“You understand, right?”
Although many things were omitted, Baekcheon nodded silently. I can roughly understand it. What situation are they in now?
“go.”
“what?”
However, I did not understand these words right away.
“I can’t get caught and waste time. “That’s because you’re playing along with that guy’s intentions.”
“But Jang Il-so… … .”
“What he wants is me.”
“… … .”
“Then just do whatever you want and that’s it.”
As if there was no need to talk more, Cheongmyeong walked towards Jang Il-so indifferently.
“Che, Cheongmyeong!”
Baekcheon, who was surprised and tried to grab Cheongmyeong, quickly withdrew his hand and gritted his teeth.
‘A person who likes gambling will be ruined.’
Now even Baekcheon can understand. Those words were not given to Jang Il-so. That was exactly what Baekcheon said.
Putting everything into catching Jang Il-so right now is literally a gamble with an uncertain outcome. Meng’s fate should not be left to such a gamble.
The best choice you can make now is to completely ignore the bait in front of you. No matter how great the bait is.
But that doesn’t mean we can leave Jang Il-so and his group alone. If that happens, they will follow behind Maeng’s back.
So what is the best move that Cheonwoo-maeng can make now?
Just as they put themselves up as bait, in the blind, they throw bait in front of them that they cannot move and then withdraw.
The bait called Cheongmyeong of the Hwasan Sword Association.
It was a conclusion he finally reached amidst numerous conflicts. Cheongmyeong and Baekcheon had already reached a conclusion that some had not yet reached and many had not even thought of making, before their eyes even laid eyes on each other.
“… … Yoonjong!”
“no.”
Baekcheon was about to order Yunjong to remain here with his party, but Cheongmyeong interrupted him.
“I can do it alone.”
“You bastard! “Does that make sense?”
Baekcheon shouted angrily, but Cheongmyeong did not elaborate. He just spoke briefly and moved forward.
“go.”
If it were in the past, Cheongmyeong would have somehow tried to explain the situation to Baekcheon and make him understand. But now Cheongmyeong only says a few short words.
okay. As if he believed Baekcheon would understand without having to explain anymore.
Wow.
Baekcheon clenched his fist until it bled.
Meanwhile, Cheongmyeong calmly approached Jang Il-so. He was extremely relaxed with each step.
‘really… … .’
But it was visible in Baekcheon’s eyes. At that calm pace, Hong Gyeon, who was lined up behind Jang Il-so, flinched and each showed his might.
Just as Cheon Woo-maeng felt pressure and fear from Jang Il-so, they also feel the same feelings towards Cheong-myeong.
Cheongmyeong passed by the fallen Heodo and stood across from Jang Ilso. And he sat down on the chair prepared there.
This scene, with Jang Il-so and Cheongmyeong sitting across from each other across a small table, was a sight that has never been seen before or in the future.
Cheongmyeong grabbed his drinking glass that was placed on the table. There was no hesitation in his actions as he drank alcohol.
widely.
I put down my empty glass on the table and spoke briefly about my impressions.
“It’s a good drink. “It would be a waste for someone like you.”
“I’m glad you liked it. “I’ve prepared a lot, so drink as much as you want.”
Jeong faction and Sa faction.
Gangbuk and Gangnam.
No, perhaps a mortal enemy who has crossed such boundaries.
The two people are calmly sharing a drink. The truly unrealistic sight left not only the Cheonwoo followers, but even the Sapae followers half spellbound.
However, Baekcheon, who was staring at the scene fiercely, opened his mouth.
“let’s go.”
“Sa, Sasuk?”
“Language manager! “What is that?”
“Don’t forget what we must do.”
Before he knew it, Baekcheon’s gaze had left the strange scene and was heading towards the burning Wudang Mountain. His nails dug into my palms.
“Looking for a shaman. “That’s what we have to do.”
