Chapter 888

Episode 888. Do you think we are pawns of the chess board?

For the Sword King Namgung Byeok, economy is not to bump into others for trivial matters.

So I decided to put my son’s words in my heart and watch for a while.

Four days have passed.

The situation of the musketeers led by Mo Yong-mun, the musketeer, did not improve.

Namgung Byeok, who was worse off, called out the musketeers separately during a short break.

“Musketeer. I came while I was traveling 400 li (about 164 km) from Akseo County to Yeongsan County. Normally, three days would be enough, isn’t it? I’m afraid it might be too late... How are the horses doing?”

Namgung Byeok looked at Mo Yongmun with an embarrassed face.

Because of the many thoughts, the question became more verbose than necessary.

In other words, it also meant that they were already suspicious of the musketeers.

Mo Yong-wen also felt the attitude of the leader, which was different from usual, and his face stiffened slightly.

“From the outside, it looks fine, but I’m not sure yet.”

Namgung Byeok nodded and asked directly.

“I heard that the musketeer met with Namcheon a few days ago. Is there any connection between meeting him and the recent actions of the Musketeers?”

“What do you mean by recent action?”

“You say you have to look at the condition of the horse, and it means that it is moving slowly.”

Mo Yong-wen hesitated when the Namgung wall hit and entered.

‘It’s embarrassing. Unless people are idiots, there’s no way they’ll just pass by.’

Due to the character of the sword king, four days was a lot of patience.

“Since you ask me, I will answer honestly. you’re right. I took the time to think of the condition of the horse as an excuse.”

“What are you thinking?”

“Of course, it’s about the fight between Namcheon Daehyup and the Demonic Cult leader.”

“Do you think Namcheon might be defeated?”

“Honestly, I didn’t feel the confidence of victory in the tone of Namcheon Daehyeop four days ago.”

“So you slowed down using your words as an excuse?”

“I learned that I couldn’t see only the Namcheon Grand Gorge, so there were many things to consider.”

“Musketeer.”

Namgung Byeok stared at Moyongmun with calm eyes.

On the contrary, Mo Yong-wen felt a little fear in his eyes.

“yes.”

“Even the musketeers don’t know that most of our Murim families are both literary and martial arts.”

“That’s right.”

“Being on other people’s shoulders is nothing but decoration. Time will suffice as long as it goes to infinity. Even so, what is my reason for moving slowly?”

“...”

Mo Yongwen did not answer right away and paused for a while.

When the opponent rushes in, it is better to take a breath and proceed.

“We, the Southern Alliance, do not yet know the power of the Demonic Cult. Besides, the Southern Alliance is not the main player in the fight against the Demonic Cult. Our purpose is to support the Hucheon Meng.”

At that moment, Namgung Byeok immediately realized his intention.

All of his intentions were contained in the words ‘I am not a leading role, but a support’.

“I want Hocheonmaeng to fight the Demonic Cult first.”

“That’s right. In order to know the power of the Demonic Cult and properly handle its role as a reinforcement... you have to make the Demonic Cult and Hocheonmaeng fight first.”

“The Hocheon Meng can’t compete with the Demonic Cult. I think even the musketeer knows that much.”

“There will be many sacrifices. However, the amount of blood they shed reduces the damage the Confederates will receive. Isn’t there a need for us, the Southern Alliance, to stand in front of the Demonic Cult’s brunt?”

“So you’re going to push Ho Chun Meng?”

“you’re right.”

Namgung Byeok shook his head excitedly.

“The musketeer knows one thing and doesn’t know the other two.”

“What do you mean I don’t know?”

At that, everyone shook their heads.

It was because even the musketeer of the Cheonjimaeng did nothing wrong.

Namgungcheon glanced at Yeonjeokha.

“Hey Jeokha, even if it were you, the situation of Hocheonmaeng... No. You don’t know where you are?”

At least, it was better to move with the Southern Alliance to grasp the overall situation.

It was an unreasonable order to ask Yeonjeokha, who had dark eyes, to find Hocheonmaeng.

“Brother, if I break up with the South here, we may not see each other again.”

“okay. Let’s just stay together.”

“But isn’t the musketeer really aiming for fishermen?”

“Mo Yongmun Dahyeop isn’t a good person, but he’s not that bad either. I know him as a person who keeps his line.”

“I hope so.”

I only hoped that the musketeers who had a rivalry would not cross the line.

It is because of the long awkward relationship with Cheon Ji-maeng after he became a fan of Shinki-susa.

Considering the leader, the father-in-law, it really shouldn’t have happened.

It was only after almost an hour (two hours) was filled up that the Musketeers slowly rose from their seats.

***

Luminous Infinite.

Hocheon League Wuhan branch.

The head of the branch, Cheongpungdo Yang Hong’s office, the general manager Dong Dong Il Hak Jin Liang ran hurriedly.

“Chief! The telegraph has arrived.”

“A copy? Is there somewhere to send us a telegram?”

Yang Hong looked at Jin Liang with a puzzled face.

After Hutian Meng ceased activities, the Wuhan branch had been closed for a long time.

All of the people who came out to support from Infinite Breakwater returned during the period of three years.

There are currently less than ten people left in the branch.

It’s smaller than a small breakwater in Wuhan, so you don’t know when it will close.

Isn’t that something only busy breakwaters use?

“I was sent by Hocheonmaeng.”

“Hocheonmyeong?”

Yang Hong’s face twisted when he heard the loud voice.

In a situation where the Demonic Cult had entered Hogwangseong, it felt cold to hear Hocheonmaeng’s contact.

“No, what are we going to do now...? Are you saying to withdraw?”

It was the best decision considering the Wuhan branch and the situation of Hucheon Meng today.

“That’s not it. Please read it.”

With a dying face, he held out a bamboo tube the size of two fingers.

Yanghong, who opened the bamboo tube and unfolded and read the rolled paper inside, shouted out loud.

“What bullshit is this!”

Join forces with the breakwaters in Wuhan to lure the Demonic Cult to Mt. Mokryeon.

How can the best members of the Demonic Cult, including the Demonic Cult leader, be captured?

Jin-ryang said with a face about to cry.

“It’s more than telling us to die. The Southern Alliance is coming to help, but they will all die before then.”

“As soon as you meet the Demonic Cult, you will be exterminated. What kind of madman came up with this idea?”

“It must be the musketeer’s trick to say that the leader and the musketeers are leading the headquarters.”

“Courtesy? Are you saying that he wants to fight the Demonic Cult with the strategy he studied at the desk? Do you think we are pawns of the chess board? fuck! can not! I will not!”

Yang Hong, who had been shouting, couldn’t control his anger and threw the bamboo tube on the table.

‘Chang-G-Rang!’ With a sound, a hole was punched through the window.

However, Yang Hong knew that he could not disobey Hao Tian Meng’s orders.

Wouldn’t it be known if Hocheonmaeng completely disappeared from Gangho?

As the head of the Wuhan Branch of the Hocheon League, he had to follow the orders of his superiors unconditionally.