Chapter - 526 Episode 526. Don't look down. (1)

Crunch!

The sound of the sword splitting the backbone rang clearly.

The trembling magician slowly collapsed over the snow field.

"처…… Heavenly Demon……Jaelim, manma…….”

His words did not last until the end.

Upon confirmation that the last Magitans were dead, Baek Cheon removed the blood from the sword and recovered it.

No matter how much the opponent was a demon-like demon, killing a man couldn't have been easier. Furthermore, a person who calls himself a master should not be indifferent.

It was when he was about to turn away, as he closed his eyes and prayed lightly for the repose of his opponent.

Push!

"You dirty little demon!"

Baek Cheon was startled by the harsh voice heard.

Binggudos rushed into the body of the fallen Magyo, put swords in it, and were swearing.

Baek Cheon, frowning and about to say something, shook his head.

'You can't hear me.’

Countless bingos were sacrificed before all the marchers were defeated. It would be impossible to persuade those who saw the tragic death of their colleagues with words. I just hope their anger isn't too much.

"Living quarters."

Then Yoon-Jong, Jo-Gol, Yoo-Esul, Dang-Soso, and Hye Yeon all approached him.

Seeing them hurt from place to place, I could feel how terrible this battle was.

Yoon-jong, who was in the lead, wiped the blood off his face and opened his mouth.

"I think I've knocked down everyone who came in."

"Well."

Baek Cheon looked around, slightly flicking his head.

'That's terrible.'

The snow-covered bingo was already dark red with the blood of the bingros and marchers. Considering that most of these were blood shed by Binggudo, it was not that I couldn't understand the anger I had just seen.

"Magyo……."

Baek Cheon bit his lip slightly and said.

"They were really scary."

"…I agree."

Not only Yoon-Jong but also Jo-Gol, who usually does not lose energy, shook his head with a tired face.

Who can deny it? Baek Cheon was also still struggling to calm his trembling fingertips.

The Martians were different from any of Hwasan's disciples have ever been through. The terrible malice and horrifying madness still seemed to be pressing down on the body.

"……We thought too easily of the existence of masochism."

Everyone realized it in their bones.

Why the name "Magyo" is passed down as the epitome of fear and death even after 100 years.

"What would have happened to Chung-Myung without him...….”

Baek Cheon nodded silently at Yoon-Jong's words.

If Chung-Myung hadn't completely reversed the mood, sacrifices would have increased endlessly. No, maybe the history of the North Sea Ice Palace ended today.

I've done a hell of a job.

But at the same time, it was true that there were questions.

How the hell can he do this without a hitch? No, more than that, why did you know so much about Mahkyo?’

It was now overshadowed that Chung-Myung knew enough about him. After going through this battle, I wondered if he knew anything.

Baek Cheon's eyes naturally turned towards the castle.

Then, the eyes met Hanyi Myung and Yosa Hon, who were just approaching.The two, who approached with pale faces, hesitated for a moment. It seemed that he couldn't open his mouth easily. Baek Cheon understood their response. After all this, how can I speak so easily?

After a little hesitation, Hanyi Myeong took a deep shot first.

"You…. No, I'm more than grateful for the help of the Wasans. The North Sea Ice Palace has been greatly indebted."

It was a sincere greeting.

Baek Cheon's gaze glanced at Yosa Hon, standing behind Hanyi Myung. In this situation, it was Yosa Hon who had to say this. However, all he had to do was keep his mouth shut and avoid eye contact.

"There's nothing to thank."

Baek Cheon, who pulled his disheveled sleeves slightly and straightened his clothes, shot Hanyi Myung face to face.

"As a disciple of Hwasan, and as an unmanned man seeking consultation, I just did what I had to do."

It was such an imposing voice. He was not too confident, so he felt a little cold as if he was drawing a line.

Hanyi Myeong closed her eyes unknowingly when she saw Baek Cheon.

Thinking about the conversation we had today, I felt like hiding in a rat hole.

What if they left before the demon came in?’

Perhaps Hanyi Myeong never saw the sun rising again. And it was clear that the Bingo must have suffered an irreparable blow as well.

How can I describe the feeling of being saved from those who pushed me away?

"…I'm just sorry."

Yosa Hon's face grew redder as Hanyi Myeong bowed his head. Still, I can't say it with my mouth because I'm a shameless person, but I didn't like the situation where Hanyi Myeong bowed his head.

"I didn't know that magicians were so dangerous. I thought I knew it in my head, but I actually didn't know anything. Please blame me for being stupid."

Baek Cheon was about to say something and shut up.

If he were the usual person, he would have said that it was the same for Hwasan who was not aware of the fear of Mah-kyo. But I couldn't bear to say what they did to Chung-Myung.

Baek Cheon just memorized Do-ho in a low voice.

It's hard.

The fact that the anger that has been so intense on them despite their status as masters does not subside easily means that they are still lacking discipline.

But he didn't bother to throw off his coolness.

"I don't know in what words to express my gratitude to the disciples of Hwasan for holding up the sword for the fool's sake, even though the fool has committed a great disrespect."

Just Hanyi Myeong listened and looked around.

The surrounding Bingo fighters looked at them with different eyes than before. They, who looked this way with mixed eyes of vigilance and fear, now had a subtle longing and awe.

'Now that I'm here...'.’

Baek Cheon sighed and couldn't stand the pressure.

Of course, he also knew that Kang Ho was a place where he had to prove himself with his power after all. But the reality of facing snow was sometimes colder than I thought.

"……Let's fix this first."

In the end, he couldn't find anything to say, so he tried to sort things out. Then a quiet voice stuck in his ear."The death penalty."

"Hm?"

"Hey."

Yoo-Esul chinned towards the castle. The gate opened and Chung-Myung was walking out of it.

"Chung-Myung…….”

"Chung-Myung, you're safe!" Baeck Cheon said less than half of the words and shut up.

This is because I saw Chung-Myung holding something in his hands one by one and dragging it.

"People?"

No, is it a body?

It doesn't matter what it is.

The important thing was not the identity of Chung-Myung, but his expression. Even Baek Cheon was cold enough to feel the chill on his face.

That's right away.

Every time he took a slow step, the warriors of the bingo were overwhelmed and hurriedly opened the way from side to side.

Dragging.

He approached Hawsan's disciples, following a straight path.

Then he threw the body in both hands at Yosa Hon's feet.

Flop! Flop!

Surprised Yosa Hon opened her eyes wide.

"Oh, what the hell is this?….”

Two dead bodies without a neck rolled around the floor.

"Hey, aren't these the elders of the Bingo?"

I can't recognize it exactly because I don't have a neck, but it was clear from the costume that he was the elder of the Bingo.

What the hell happened that he was dragging the body of the decapitated Elders of the Bingo?

Yosa Hon looked at Chung-Myung and the bodies alternately, unable to speak. His face gradually grew angry.

"What the hell is this...…!”

Although he couldn't stand it and tried to raise his voice, Chung-Myung's eyes, which were full of creepy life, blocked his mouth.

"Heavenly Demon, Manmaangbok."

“…….”

"That's their will."

Hanyi Myeong looked at Chung-Myung with an incredible face.

"I thought it would have rotted, but I never imagined that the elders of the Bingo would have been the mainstay of the religion."

Chung-Myung spoke as if he were chewing and then changed his teeth.

If it weren't for them, they wouldn't have missed the Butler. Unrelenting anger poured into Yosa Hon and Hanyi Myung.

"I can't believe it!"

Yosa Hon stammered and shivered.

"No matter how many of them were Solchon Sang's men…...but they are the elders of the North Sea Ice Palace! How can such people collude with a demon? There's some misunderstanding...….”

"Keep talking."

Aging rose in Chung-Myung's eyes.

"I'll rip your mouth open, so keep talking."

"…, you, you rude…….”

"The Glorious Elder of the Ice Palace?"

Chung-Myung laughed as if he had heard a ridiculous joke.

"So what did the proud fool do?"

“…….”

"These morons...….”

Chung-Myung grabbed the sword. Yosa Hon unwittingly backed away at the sight.

Who here hasn't seen Chung-Myung's dance?

What would happen the moment that sword was pulled out was too obvious.

White-faced Yosa Hon shouted like a scream.

"Are you trying to persecute me for something I'm not sure about? Is this what Hwasan means?"

His eyes were on Baek Cheon, not Chung-Myung. It seemed to mean to stop Chung-Myung.

But Baek Cheon just stared at him with cold eyes.

"Oh, my God!"

The cornered Yosa Hon looked back at the bingalows.

"What are you doing? Can't you see that foreigners are now hurting the elders of the Bingo and forcing themselves? I want you to subdue them right now...….”"Elders!"

The unbearable Hanyi Myeong shouted in a shrill voice.

"Don't talk like that! Before something irreversible happens!"

“…….”

Yosa Hon kept backing away with a tired look.

Chung-Myung showed his teeth when he saw him like that.

"No, keep talking."

"…He, it can't be. Well, they couldn't have colluded with the horsemen!"

The voice of evil was desperate.

It is true that Solchon Sang joined hands with Masyo, but it was close to a "deal" that kept the distance. Therefore, it was possible to draw a line with the horse bridge since Solchon Sang was ousted.

However, it was not an excuse in any words that the elders of the Bingo died embracing the Magitans.

You have to deny it. You must never admit it. So deeply intertwined...….

At that moment, however, a voice like a bolt from the blue came to his ears.

"Elderly step down."

Yosa Hon, with her mouth wide open, turned her head.

Solso Baek, the archer of the Bingo, was walking toward them.

Although he looked as if he had been shocked too much in this war, he could not have been more determined in his firm mouth, which resembled the palace of the Korean War.

"There's no denying it. Because I saw it with these two eyes."

"Old, palace?"

"I saw with my own eyes that they were attacking the Chung-Myung seal, covering the marches."

"Gungju!"

Yosa Hon roared loudly.

"What do you mean! What the hell did you see? Does the princess know what she's talking about?"

And then he began to pour out his words.

"The Lord of the Palace may have misjudged you said. Lee, are you shocked by this chaotic situation?….”

"Stop it!"

Solso Baek stared at Yosa Hon, biting her lips.

"If the elder thinks I'm a true courtesan, I can't deny what I've seen and heard in front of so many people because I'm mistaken!"

"Former, Princess……".”

Solso Baek's face had already cooled.

"There's something that Chief Chung-Myung told me before. It's not because of magic, but because of people like you."

“…….”

"Now I understand what that means. The one who runs away with the enemy in front of him! A man who is too busy hiding his own dirty deeds to reflect on himself! You turn your head from crisis to safety!"

Solso Baek's voice echoing in silence was like crying and screaming.

"Is this the reality of the bingo?"

Hanyi Myeong's eyelashes shivered.

If it had been before Mahyo invaded, he would have denied and refuted it. I would have made an excuse.

But the reality he saw today wasn't that different either. They forgot about the soul of the Bingo and threw away things that should not be lost in peace.

Solso Baek turned his head and looked directly at Chung-Myung.

"Chung-Myung painting."

“…….”

"You said they were going to get ice and save Heavenly Demon, right?”

"Yeah."

Solso Baek nodded at Chung-Myung's short reply.

"As the archer of the ice, I would like to lead the North Sea Ice Palace and strike a horse bridge."

And slowly knelt down in front of Chung-Myung. The murmur spread like wildfire.

"Old, palace!"

"What the hell!"

"It's noisy!"

But with Solso Back's cry, the surroundings were quiet again. Solso Baek, who glared at everyone with an uncharismatic face, looked at Chung-Myung again and said,"…but the power of the bingo is not enough. Please lend me the power of Hwasan. We must defeat them for the sake of the North Sea. Whatever they're trying to do, the North Sea will soon be drowned in blood. So please help the North Sea! Please!"

He clenched his head as if he were about to hit his forehead on the floor. No, I was going to like you happy.

But his body soon floated to Ho Gong.

“…….”

Before I knew it, Chung-Myung grabbed him by the back of his neck and lifted him up.

"Cheo, Chung-Myung stamp?"

"He's having a hard time because adults don't live up to his age."

Chung-Myung, who laid Solso Baek well on the ground, looked up and glanced at the distant sky.

'That's d*mn right.'

My stomach is upset.

It was not because he missed the Butler, nor because he saw the disgrace of the Bingo.

It was because the young disciples of Hwasan, who lost their celadon and Myeongja boats, seemed to have seen with their own eyes how they would have faced the invasion of Mah-kyo.

Perhaps Hwasan at the time was as eager as Solso Back. To those who believed, to those who trusted. There must have been hope and faith in the heart.

But for Hwasan at the time, no one in the world reached out.

No one.

"…Don't lower your head."

"What?"

Chung-Myung clasped his fist tightly.

"I didn't mean to ask you this much."

Chung-Myung turned his head and looked at Baek Cheon.

Baek Cheon chewed his lips as if to say something and eventually sighed.

"…I got it, you f*cking bastard."

When his permission was given, Hwasan's disciples shone their eyes as if they understood Chung-Myung's mind.

"Honestly, I don't want to leave it alone."

Yoon-Jong said firmly.

"I'm embarrassed because I feel like I'm running away."

Jo-Gol smirked and added.

"Dispose."

"The accident says that horsemanship is a must-have man!"

"……Soso, I understand even if you don't have to explain it."

"Amitabha Buddha."

Hye Yeon cried out her disapproval and nodded.

"I thought you would say that if you were a poet Chung-Myung.

There was a faint smile around his mouth. Two eyes full of trust stared at Chung-Myung.

I know.

In a way, it's stupid, it's stupid. Who in the world would praise the death of Mahkyo if he died in this far-off North Sea land?

No one will blame them if they just walk away this way.

No, in common sense, it is right to head to the midfield right away. Everyone here was fully aware of the fact.

but

No one was willing to do the 'right thing'.

"At the request of the North Sea Ice Palace.”

Baek Cheon opened his mouth with a determined face.

"Hwasan, and Shaolin, will participate in the Mahkyo Trial."

To follow the path of the heart, not to the right or wrong in action.

The world calls it "consultation.