Chapter 37

Episode 37. Prove that you are a pillar of greenery.

Liangshan County, north of Jining, Shandong Province.

Unexpectedly, a huge manor stands in a deserted forest along the Yellow River. On the plaque at the front gate, the writing written in a warrior-like handwriting is Gwangmyeong Manor (光明庄園).

In the depths of Gwangmyeong Manor, Ung Jae-gwi, the god of welcome, and a woman who appeared to be in her fifties sat face to face. The two seemed to be in similar positions, but they were implicitly considerate of each other.

He shook his head excitedly as Ung Jae-gwi placed the stolen Paljuryeong on the table.

“Phew! It really wasn’t easy this time. Having lost half of the Dark Belt... Jeop.”

The woman on the moon opened her eyes wide.

“There was Baekduma-kun, did you mean that?”

Baekduma-kun of Yumyeonggyo is a being that even the long-time scholars of Chilpaimun look up to. Although Ung Jae-gwi was said to be a magician, he was not one to lose money anywhere.

“How brilliant the child’s inaction was. It was to the extent that the Lord of Darkness could not even take a single meal.”

“How was it against Shinma?”

“On that day, the mission to bring the sacred relic was so heavy that I hurriedly evacuated... But honestly, even if I stayed and fought to the end, I wasn’t confident that I would win.”

“This is amazing. Baekduma-gun can’t beat it...”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen such martial arts. He turns over nine times from the sky, and pottery falls like lightning... You won’t believe it even if I tell you.”

In an instant, life poured out of the eyes of the Moon Lander.

“I think I know. I’ve seen similar sword techniques in my days as the Twelve Horses. By the way, how old are you calling me a kid?”

“It must be true that he looked like he was 20 years old.”

“Then he might be his son or pupil.”

“Who is he?”

“Twenty years ago, I built a church in Gangnam at the order of the headmaster. At that time, he and Sogaju of the Namgung family came and caused a stir, so the church had to be closed.”

“Ah, I think I heard it at first glance...”

Ung Jae-gwi searched for an old memory.

However, the ideal that the Moon Lander said did not come to mind. At that time, the number of the church and the Twelve Horsemen was high, so it did not attract much attention in the school.

Famous churches offer monks as sacrifices in churches everywhere. To be exact, the head of a living monk is offered to the god of fame, the King of Flames.

If you sacrifice 10 people, if you offer 100 soldiers, you will become King of 1,000 horses. Through such a sacrifice, the priest obtains superpowers from the King of Flames. In famous schools, the process is called secularization.

In order to break the secular world, a proper monk is needed, but it was not easy to find such a monk. I dedicated famous monks, but I can’t count the failures.

Confidentiality is essential as human sacrifice is required. However, 20 years ago, sacrifices were held indiscriminately, which eventually led to the collapse of the church.

After that, the religious leader gave the instruction, ‘Even if it’s a little late, do it more secretly’. Thanks to this, as many as six Baekduma troops have been born so far, but they have not risen in gossip.

What the cult leader wants is King Chundu. He is called a king, but his authority is close to that of a god. In order to achieve that long-cherished wish, the famous school continues to wander in the shadows.

The Wolhaseonja gritted his teeth and said.

“Later on, he said he got the nickname of the True Moon Swordsman. The headmaster said, ‘Don’t let people talk about the name of the religion,’ so I buried it...”

“Are you saying that the kid has something to do with the true moon swordsman?”

“I can’t say for sure because I haven’t personally seen that kid’s swordsmanship.”

“Oops! The headmaster must become the king of Cheondu as soon as possible to wipe out those evil things...”

“It is possible even if there are more Baekdu Demons. Because the headmaster also told us to go out into the world after setting up the Seven Demon Army.”

Currently, there are six Baekduma troops.

I don’t know how long it will take for one more Baekduma army to grow. It could be a month later, it could be ten years later. It was entirely up to the guru. It is possible for Baekdu Horse Army to make twelve horse soldiers, but Baekdu Horse Army is the authority of the religious leader.

“It’s Baekdu Horse Army, the headmaster will take care of it, so let’s work hard to make 12 Horse Soldiers.”

“To do that, I need to collect more Eight Spirits. At least, I think the elders of the church should become the Twelve Horsemen.”

“Grunt!”

A groaning sound escaped from Ungjae’s mouth.

The eight spirits belong to one person the moment the sacrifice is made.

The Twelve Horsemen, as well as the Baekdu Demon Army and even the head of the Church, whose goal is to become the King of Chundu Demons, have one Eight Commandments. The problem is that it is getting more and more difficult to find the Paljuryeong.

Why?

The Eight Craftsmanship is not a craftable item. As sacred objects of the ancient East, their number is limited. So, as the number of twelve horse soldiers increases, it is bound to become rarer.

“I want to use the upper direction, but if I do that, it will only wake up the alertness of Chilpaimun. We have no choice but to find it carefully, as we do now.”

Ung Jae-gui greedily looked at Palju-ryeong.

Every human being has a desire for power. The same goes for Ung Jae-gwi. As an army of 100 horses, he wanted to lead more 12 horses. The feelings of the other Baekduma soldiers would not be much different.

“really?”

Ha So-baek opened his eyes wide and looked at Yeonjeok-ha.

It sounds like you’re talking about the past, but who the hell would have tried to kill the enemy enemy?

“Is he alive?”

“Is that so?”

“Do you know where you live?”

“huh.”

“Then take revenge! I think my brother would die if he even lifted his finger!”

“That’s not allowed.”

“why?”

“It’s my great mother.”

“....”

Hasobak couldn’t say anything at the word eldest mother.

A sigh flowed from the mouths of the 5 Bon 10 Girls who were lying comfortably listening to the conversation between the two. I thought Yeon Jeok-ha had a story, but that’s about it!

Meanwhile, Poong Yeon-cho and Tak Go-myung, who were looking for Daebyeolsanchae, found Dok-an-hyeol-do Lee Jeong-an and black cotton bag Yeom Sang-cheol on the other side of the hill and ran to them in a month.

“Brothers, this is a wind-blown herb from Obong Sanchae. How were you?”

“It’s the name Takgo.”

Lee Jeong-an and Yeom Sang-cheol greeted the two with bright smiles. This is because the status of Daebyeol Sanchae in green forests has risen thanks to the popularity of Obong Sanchae.

In particular, Lee Jeong-an, who strongly pushed for Obong Sanchae to join the green forest, greeted Poongyeoncho vigorously by patting Poongyeoncho on the shoulder.

“Pung ah! Obong sanchae is going well these days? I’ve heard the rumors about five bongs and ten girls. Thanks to Brother Poong, Hyung Yeom and I are shouldering each other.”

People should be famous. Although this is their second meeting, Lee Jeong-an treats Poong-yeon-cho as a close brother.

It was the same with Yeomsangcheol, who kept some distance.

In the past, he didn’t want to make eye contact, he asked with a friendly face.

“I heard that there is a guy who is good at using a knife among Pung’s brothers, Five Bons and Ten Girls? Did you bring him with you this time too?”

“Are you talking about my stepbrother? Of course we came together. On the other side, I am resting with the Obongsanchae family.”

“Good. Let’s say hello to our chaeju later. Because Chaeju-nim is curious about it.”

“yes.”

After a while, Poongyeoncho and Takgomyeong returned.

As Poongyeoncho and Takgomyeong disappeared from sight, Lee Jung-an muttered.

“her! It was just like that last winter, but it changed like that in a year...”

“I was surprised too. I thought it was an exaggerated rumor about Obong Ten Girl... Did you see that the sun blood of the two stood out, too?”

Lee Jung-an silently nodded.

Last year, I spoke casually to those two people, but I couldn’t do that today. While being proud, my stomach hurts, and I feel confused about the feeling of being confused.

***

A day before the start of the Green Forest Competition, the head of the village, Pacheon Demon-gun, Seokmu-hae, and his disciple, Twelve Horse-gun, gathered together.

The Twelve Horses released important information to Seokmuhae that they had seen and heard while wandering around as lions.

After the report of the twelve demons, Seomuhae opened his mouth.

“The reason I opened the green forest competition is to gather the power of green forest. So far, the green forest has been scattered and has not been properly treated. If green forests unite, even Chilpaimun will not be able to ignore us.”

One of the Twelve Demons Army, Ghost Warrior, spoke cautiously.

“Housekeeper, everyone has been hoping for that until now, but no one has succeeded, right?”

“That is because there is no strong focal point. The reason I passed on the Amcheonsura Jinkyung to you was because I wanted you to become the center of green forest. Prove that you are the pillars of greening through this greening contest.”

“You want me to prove it?”

“Yes. We will hold a military meeting to elect green forest patrol and guard laws. No one will stand against you, so become a patrol and guard and unite the green forest. Awakening from a thousand-year slumber, finally flying!”

“Leave it to me!”

“We will do it!”

The Twelve Demons clenched their fists with turbulent faces at Seokmuhae’s passionate speech.

At that time, the hesitant Eumpung Myogun spoke with a crawling sound.

“Hey, Master. But there’s a problem.”