Episode 269 I saw your father again.
Jump and jump.
The place where the hat hat man arrived with the sound of steady footsteps was a small workshop.
The man took off his hat and threw it at the wall.
The hat hung lightly on Hwang’s jangsam hanging on the wall.
The man was middle-aged with long, narrow eyes. His eyes, which revealed a mysterious energy, withstood all kinds of conspiracies, and the dark look on his face showed that he had been through many ups and downs.
The man sat down on a small chair and started making a wooden doll.
Square Square.
In the small space, the only sound was the sound of a carving knife cutting wood. The man carved the wood with unusual dexterity, creating a finger-sized wooden doll.
At that time, a young man entered there silently. He was a handsome man with spirit in his eyes and a bold yet cool look.
He approached the back of a middle-aged man who was cutting wood. His walking style was unusual, and even when he walked with his sword drawn, there was no sound.
Easy profit.
The young man’s drawn sword touched the side of the middle-aged man’s neck.
There was no crunching sound. It wasn’t because of the sword pointed at my neck. The small carving knife in the middle-aged man’s hand was suddenly floating in front of the eyes of the young man wielding the sword.
The young man put away his sword and grabbed the carving knife in the air with his hand.
But the carving knife did not move, as if it was being held by something invisible.
The young man tried to use all his strength to move, but it was impossible. Eventually, when the young man gave up on moving the carving knife, the middle-aged man spoke.
“A master does not get hit by attacks coming from behind. That’s why it’s called a cilantro. “When killing a master, you must look him in the eye.”
The young man asked those words.
“Isn’t that harder?”
“It’s easier that way. “Only when you realize that can you become a true expert who can kill experts.”
Crunchy.
The sound of a carving knife carving wood was heard again. Before I knew it, the carving knife that was floating in the air was in the hand of a middle-aged man. It was so natural that it felt as if the carving knife had never left the middle-aged man’s hand in the first place.
“I will keep this in mind, Master.”
The young man bowed his head politely.
The two men were close friends.
Outside the window, I could see warriors standing around the workshop. The word engraved on their chests, like the one engraved on the young man’s chest, was “Death Demon.”
These were the warriors of the Murim Alliance’s elite, the Destruction Demon Army.
The young man was Jin Ha-gun (秦夏君), the grandson of the current Murim lord and the Great Lord of Destruction. This young man was Jin Ha-ryeong’s older brother, who had a connection with sword dance. After joining the Demon Demon Demon, he rose to the position of Demon Demon Demon Lord solely based on his skills.
The middle-aged man was his master, Baek Cheon-gyeong.
“You haven’t been neglecting your training these days.”
Jin Ha-gun has not yet received the martial skills of his grandfather and Murim lord Jin Pae-cheon. My grandfather hoped that he would proudly become his successor with his skills.
He officially declared that he would not be given any preferential treatment because he was his grandson.
“I am practicing by reducing my sleep.”
Jinha walked to the decoration placed in the center of the workshop. On the decoration stand, unmanned dolls hand-carved by Baek Cheon-gyeong were showing a fight.
The sight was so vivid that it looked as if a real fight was taking place. A fight between a warrior in white and a warrior in black. It seemed as if it depicted a fight between black and white.
Jinha said while looking down at it.
“The rumors coming from the Demonic Cult recently are unusual.”
Baek Cheon-gyeong remained silent and focused on the sculpture.
“It is said that Geommugeuk, the new leader of Sogyo, is growing in power by taking control of all of the mazon.”
Despite those words, Baek Cheon-gyeong looked as if it was no big deal and turned the wooden doll he was carving back and forth to see if it had been cut well.
“To be honest, I’m worried about him.”
Then Baek Cheon-gyeong’s hand movements stopped. He got up and walked over to his disciple at the table.
“What does this fight look like here?”
“The soldiers wearing white clothes look at a disadvantage.”
“There are more white warriors. Why do you think that is so?”
“Because of interest.”
Jinhagun led the fight and pointed his finger at the black warrior wielding a sword.
“I saw it well. Because of interest. He is in control of the game and leading the fight.”
Baek Cheon-gyeong lowered his body and looked at the wooden doll with small, long eyes.
“Do you want to play this role?”
“Yes, I want to stand in that position. No, it will definitely stand.”
“Yes, you have been like that since you were young. “He was always unafraid to take on challenges and never gave up.”
Jin Ha-kyung’s heart was filled with joy every time her master gave her this kind of praise. So I trained harder in everything and tried to never give up. After his parents passed away at an early age, he lived thinking of Baek Cheon-gyeong as his father.
“The person standing here right now is a sword dance.”
Jinha was unable to refute. Because I knew that Geommugeuk ascended to the position of Sogyoju in the most splendid manner among all the successors.
On the other hand, what about yourself? He has not yet officially ascended to the position of successor.
Baek Cheon-gyeong slowly touched the doll with his fingers.
“How are you going to break this momentum?”
Jinha answered as if he had been waiting.
“I heard a report that a sword dance performance is currently in the Honam region. “They say they are putting pressure on Cheonhwamun by detaining his child there.”
In his mind, he was paying attention to the movements of the sword dance he considered his rival.
“Cheonhwamun is a sect with tremendous power, but it is impossible to deal with the Demonic Cult alone. “If you can save them from the clutches of the Demonic Cult…”
Baek Cheon-gyeong’s eyes turned to the hero doll.
“You will be able to lead the future fight.”
Jinha asked cautiously.
“But wasn’t the Cheonhwamun originally a sect that went back and forth between the Demonic Cult and the Apostolic Alliance?”
Cheonhwamun, known to the outside world, was engaging in exchanges with the Demonic Cult, the Apostolic League, and the Murim League.
Then Baek Cheon-gyeong’s eyes turned to the doll again.
“Can you stand in that position by doing something easy?”
Jinha is a confident person in everything, but in this case, he couldn’t shout out loud.
“In my heart, I would like to lead the Destruction Demon Corps to attack the Honam region and rescue the son of Lord Cheonhwamun…”
If I do that, a war with the Demon Cult will break out. Let alone a hero, you could become a mortal sinner.
Jinha thought for a moment and spoke carefully.
“In dealing with the Demonic Cult, the Demon Lord of Destruction has unique powers that can be used during his term. If the Lord accepts my special authority, I can put pressure on the Demonic Cult in the name of the Murim Alliance. However, I don’t know if Cheonhwamun is a school worth paying for.”
“Cheonhwamun is a large sect in itself, but there are dozens of small and medium-sized sects that follow it. “If we were to return Cheonhwamun to the right faction, there would be no greater achievement than this.”
“I know that Lord Cheonhwamun is not an easy person. “Not only has he been very good at walking the tightrope between the Jeongsama, but in the future he may collude with the Apostolic Alliance and turn a blind eye to our help.”
Jinha thought that Cheonhwamunju, who walked everywhere, was like a fox.
At that time, a surprising word came out of Baek Cheon-gyeong’s mouth.
“I will take care of that.”
Jinha was surprised. Although he was a master who was well-versed in Kangho politics, he never directly took part in martial arts affairs. And the reason was something Jinha could be moved by.
“If you accomplish this task, you will make a decisive contribution to becoming the successor to the Murim Alliance. “That’s why I’m coming forward.”
Jin Ha-gun politely waved his hand and showed courtesy.
“Thank you so much, Master.”
Now that Master had stepped forward like this, there was no reason to hesitate anymore.
“Then let’s get started right away.”
Jinha, who was about to say hello and leave, tapped the hero doll with his finger and made it lie down.
After Jinha left, Baek Cheon-gyeong continued carving the doll.
Crunchy.
How much did you carve the doll?
Baek Cheon-gyeong came to the decoration table and helped the fallen doll up.
And then he placed the newly carved doll in the center of the table. The doll, who couldn’t tell if it was him or Jinha, had his arms crossed arrogantly.
* * *
A few days have passed since Cheonhwamunju Seobaekjung visited.
He did nothing to save his son. It certainly didn’t seem like I was going to give up on my son like this. In the sword dance, he quietly waited to see what his opponent would do and practiced his secret techniques.
The more I practiced Sicheon Secret Art, the more I began to see a slight time difference. The moment you see a time advantage by comparing the difference between the recovery time and the time you gain by performing the Sicheon secret technique, you will unconditionally practice the Sicheon secret technique. It wasn’t easy as it was a secret art that defies time, but I practiced it again and again.
After completing the Sicheon Secret Art training, I was drinking tea in the main hall for a while when Jeok-yeon walked in with Seo-cheong. He asked me to bring him because he begged me to meet him.
As soon as they entered, Seo Cheong shouted in protest.
“Why don’t you call your father?”
He was locked in Zidane’s prison. Although I was locked up in prison, I was not at all discouraged.
“Contacted.”
“Don’t lie. If I’d contacted you, there’s no way he wouldn’t have come yet. My father is not such a tight-lipped person. “If you talk openly, you will be able to get what you want.”
This was the conclusion he came to while imprisoned in prison. The reason the Demonic Cult is doing this is to attract Cheonhwamun to their side. Otherwise, there was no way I would have locked myself up like this. There’s no way you could imprison the heir of Cheonhwamun just by killing a few insignificant passers-by or low-ranking warriors, right?
“Your father has already gone.”
Seo Cheong was surprised by Geommugeuk’s words.
“What do you mean? Are you saying you went there but left without meeting me?”
When Geomugeuk nodded, Seo Cheong was surprised and embarrassed.
“Nonsense!”
After standing there blankly for a moment, he started pacing back and forth and gibbering.
“If you’re going to do this, do it right. “If you are a leader of the Demonic Church, please contact your father as promised, like a small religious leader.”
He walked over to the table and tried to pour some tea with trembling hands. But he felt his hands shaking and turned around again.
I didn’t believe that my father had visited, and then I believed it again.
“No matter what, you are in big trouble now. “The fact that my father just left without even meeting me means he was really angry.”
At that time, Geomgeuk suddenly asked.
“How much do you know about your father?”
For a moment, Seo Qing flinched.
“So, Lord Xiao, how much do you know?”
Geommugeuk thought that his appearance was no different from his appearance before his return.
If he had experienced something like this at the time, he would have questioned it and listened to it like this. You would have been even harsher, asking if you were showing off because you knew so well. The fact that he had so little to answer for about his father must have pushed him that way.
It was right then. Zidane’s subordinate came and delivered an urgent message from Tongcheongak.
I thought it was a communication about who the head of the Honam region was, but there was something written that I really didn’t expect. It was a message to release Seocheong.
Geommugeuk was surprised because he didn’t expect such a war message to arrive. The fact that this decision was made at Tongcheongak means that there was also father’s permission. That meant that enormous power was involved.
And it may have been my father’s will that I did not write down the detailed circumstances and send it to him.
Now how will you handle this?
Even after he became the head of a small religious sect, his father’s tests continued.
“Free our servant Confucius.”
Jeok-yeon was also surprised when he was told to release him. However, Jeok Yeon soon released Seo Cheong’s inner strength.
Seo Cheong shouted loudly with a happy face as if he was about to fly.
“What did I say? “Didn’t you say it would be like this?”
He walked to the table with great strides, poured some tea, and drank it.
“Would you like to have a drink together?”
Seo Cheong chuckled and drank tea. As if nothing had happened, he regained his true nature.
He glared at the enemy and spoke in a threatening tone.
“I remember every single face I saw here.”
As Jeok-yeon glared at him more frighteningly with his poisonous eyes, Seo-cheong turned his gaze to Geommugeuk.
Geommugeuk was smiling at him.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because it’s fun. I’ve been feeling relaxed until now. It won’t be over if we catch Confucius, right? Confucius Yang, Confucius Jin, Confucius Chen… Even if all kinds of Confucius are plucked, it will continue to grow. But you moved the main school? “As the head of a small religious sect, I am handling it, but you turned it upside down?”
Geommugeuk was truly happy.
“This is several times greater than breaking in here and rescuing you. “I saw your father again.”
“Do you know that now? “I am the successor to Cheonhwamun!”
He walked out in stride and shouted loudly.
“I will never see you again.”
“I’ll see you again soon.”
Jeok-yeon asked as Seo-cheong ran away without looking back.
“What happened?”
“It seems that Cheonhwamunju moved the Murim Alliance or the Sado Alliance.”
Otherwise, there would be no way in Cheonmajeon to make such a decision.
“What are you planning to do?”
“Since the main school’s Tongcheongak is blocked, I have to use mine.”
Jeokyeon felt that Geommugeuk was rather excited. That excitement was the joy felt when meeting a strong enemy.
In this situation, the escort himself must be extremely rational. But then he realized that he was equally excited. I was secretly looking forward to what would happen next. As an escort, you have to hope that nothing happens.
While Jeokyeon sighed lightly, Geommugeuk walked outside.
“Where are you going? “I will take care of you.”
“I can’t accommodate you. I’m waiting for you.”
“I can’t keep up…”
I couldn’t. The moment Geommugeuk kicked off the ground and launched himself, it instantly turned into a dot and disappeared.
“…I guess not. “I’ll be waiting.”
Samho, who was in the yard at that time, said to Jeokyeon.
“It’s not easy, is it?”
Jeokyeon rubbed his painful eyes and nodded. Indeed, Geomgeuk was the easiest and most difficult leader to protect.
Jeokyeon looked up at the sky where the sword dance had disappeared and spoke softly.
“On the contrary, it won’t be easy for our enemies.”