Chapter 90

90 times. In the dung field, yes,

the iron blood room ark is the evil master left yang ship.

After taking the seat of the ark from the giant god Joo Yeon-sin, he randomly ate up the smaller breakwaters.

They put a knife under their chin or coaxed an insider into signing a sham contract. It’s an extortion from anyone’s point of view, but no one raised an objection.

This is because he is the twelve horseman of the famous religion.

Jwa Yang-seon, who had been growing his power in an unstoppable manner, finally reached out to the political faction.

The first target was Changhae Military Officer, who was famous for his lack of spirit in Luoyang.

The job went smoothly.

Then, for the first time, there was a report that ‘an outsider intervened in Changhae Military Affairs’.

But what is this?

Jwa Yang-seon, who was running around, asked about the appearance of an outsider and then fell back.

Although the ark talked about the face, no one accepted it straight away.

It is for this reason that at the last minute, Joon-sin Joon-sin, the vice president, led his subordinates.

Joon-sin stared at the front with strange eyes.

In front of the carriage, a well-groomed old man stepped out, and his face was familiar.

‘Hut! A secret double sword?’

I had only glimpsed him more than ten years ago, but he was definitely Shenyanggak.

But Simyanggak is a master of Sapa, so why is he with the members of the political faction?

I knew who the opponent was, but Joo-sin didn’t think it was a big deal.

Shen Yang-gak, his confidence, and his skills are better than fifty treasures.

In addition, there were more than 20 iron-blooded swords, so it was a battle that could not be lost.

Although the other person was friendly with Jwa Yang-seon, the friendship in Sapa is meaningless unless they are sworn brothers.

‘If you make a mistake, your sworn brother will also be stabbed with a knife, so please break up your friendship.’

Still, since he is a friend of the Ark, I intend to give him a chance.

Jooyeon-sin lightly twisted her hair to relieve tension.

It feels like my stiff neck is loosening up a little with the sound of ‘duduk duduk’.

He strode away with a satisfied look on his face.

“Howdy! Who is this? I didn’t expect to meet Brother Shim here. ten years?”

My heartache let go of my pretension and asked again.

“Who are you pretending to know the old woman?”

“me? Oh, the main character. The giant god is also the main character. Why are you like this when you turned your face off a long time ago?”

“I’m new to you.”

In an instant, the lead actor gave off a cynicism.

“joy! Gumil Bok-geom Shenyanggak. If you don’t already have dementia, stop talking nonsense, right? Juma tries to live by thinking of the relationship with the left ark. Instead, leave those assholes behind and get out of here.”

“Tsk tsk! There may be a misunderstanding, but Nobu says that Gucheonno also suffers from heartache. And if you want to live up to your name, it’s better not to make fun of your snout recklessly.”

From the heartache’s eyes, life spurted out.

Juyeon-sin, unknowingly, shuddered at the opponent’s formidable momentum.

However, for a moment, he was ashamed of himself, surprised, and shouted out loud.

“If dying is your wish, I will grant it. What are you doing! Don’t beat me to death!”

Coincidentally, the death sword Lee Cheol-won, who was near the main character, rushed forward with his subordinates first.

Papa papapat.

Shortly thereafter, the six iron-blooded swordsman and the heartache collided head-on.

The heartache’s yuyeopdo moved dazzlingly.

spam. spam. spam.

The inside of the elbows of three people were cut off with three knife strikes.

“Ahh!”

“Aagh!”

“evil!”

With a tearing scream, the three people left the battlefield.

Losing their will to fight for a moment, Lee Cheol-won and his two men slowly took a step back.

“Don’t back down!”

Joo-sin encouraged his subordinates and pulled out a long sword.

Lee Cheol-won, who had noticed, had no choice but to fix his sword and move forward again.

The bloody thieves and the heartache were mixed and they fought a melee.

The iron-blooded bandits clung to him like bees, but his heartache did not panic.

shhhh. shhhh.

empty.

A light sigh escaped Jung Moo-jin’s mouth.

My heart aches to hear the dull sound ringing in my ears.

The door was always open before the Iron Blood Room was aiming for it.

It was sad that the tightly closed front gate seemed to show Changhae Military Police today.

If Changhae Military Officer had the power comparable to Chilpaimun, that wouldn’t have happened.

No, even if it was only the Palseonmun Gate, the Daeyeonmun Gate, and the

Chilyangmun Gate.

“Who is out there?”

It was Yang Cheon-gu, the instructor of Changhae Military Academy.

“Master Yang, this is Mujin.”

After a while, the door opened slightly with a ‘dalgrak’ sound.

Jeong Moo-jin and Yeon Jeok-ha went inside as if their hearts were being sucked in.

Yang Chun-gu, who was glancing at the strangers, approached Jeong Moo-jin and asked sneakily.

“How was Cheongpungjang?”

“The Iron Bloods caught up with me and I couldn’t even go. He died and came back to life.”

“Then who are they?”

“They are the ones who saved us from the hands of Sangvis. I have brought you to pay your respects.”

“Do you know where the munpa are?”

“Wahryongjangyo.”

“...”

Yang Chun-gu looked at the boy and the old man with compassion.

To be honest, Waryongjang was worse than Changhae Military Officer. Changhae Military Officer still has a plaque on it, but Waryongjang has been destroyed.

“Ah, we have to go see the governor for now. Are you in the main house?”

“Yes, go ahead. He’ll be happy to know that you’ve returned safely. Hyo see me.”

When Lim Hyo followed Yang Chun-gu, the siblings Jeong Moo-jin took Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong to the main house.

***

“Excuse me for a moment. Let me talk.”

While listening to the progress of the past in the guesthouse, Jeong So-cheon, a swordsman with a spear, crossed into the next room holding the hand of his son Jeong Mu-jin.

It’s nice to get help from them, but the conditions are too much to ask.

“A thousand nyang?”

“yes.”

Jeong Moo-jin lowered his head as if he had no face.

Yesterday, I was in a hurry, so I called for a thousand nyang, but looking at my father’s face, it seemed like a mistake.

“Are you saying that a hermit will give you a thousand nyang in just one day?”

“That’s because Sangvis swordsmen were standing in front of me... that’s how it happened.”

“A thousand nyang can command a thousand nangin. Do you know that?”

“It’s true that it’s a bit excessive... but I promised to give it that way.”

Jeong Moo-jin felt his mouth burn.

Listening to his father’s words, a thousand nyang certainly felt excessive.

But what!

I have already promised to give you that and have come this far.

If the old man named Shimtong is an ordinary Moorim person, it doesn’t matter if he overturns things. However, he was a master at his peak, treating Sangvis swordsmen like children.

“I will speak to them well. They will also know the market price of the check-in board, so they will respond.”

“Father, absolutely not.”

Jeong Moo-jin explained to his father how an old man named Simtong defeated the iron-blooded bandits.

Surprised, Jeong Socheon opened her eyes wide and asked again.

“That old man defeated Joo-sin and his subordinates?”

“Yeah, even the main cast couldn’t accept his work. It was the first climax I had ever seen.”

“...”

Hearing his son’s words, Jeong Socheon thought.

If the old man was that good, wouldn’t it be okay to hire him to fight the Sangvis?

“with pleasure. From now on, I will take care of it myself.”

He said ‘don’t worry’, and after patting his son’s shoulder, he went back to the guest room.

And he made a new proposal to the old man.

“Senior Roh, please kill Yangseon Jwa. Then I will give you another thousand nyang.”