Chapter 131

Episode 131

Waaaaa!

The shouts of Hyogajang’s warriors resounded throughout the area.

“Thank you for your cooperation, Master Jang.”

“What? I should say thank you. “If it weren’t for you, Hyogajang with 70 years of tradition would have been wiped out today.”

Damun and Hyogajangju hugged each other and exchanged warm words.

The fight ended with the victory of Hyogajang’s side.

There was no damage to our troops.

“Huh...”

Namgung Baek, who had joined in to clean up, looked around and exclaimed.

The warriors of Cheonghyeoldomun who fell into the trap fought among themselves and withdrew after suffering many casualties.

Of course, the military personnel of the Gwiju branch were not given time to play an active role.

“I had no idea you were planning something like this.”

“It’s natural. “I didn’t say anything else.”

“Couldn’t you have given me a word in advance?”

Although he was speaking as if he was somewhat disappointed, Namgung Baek’s expression was quite bright.

It seemed like they were happy that they had defeated the Cheonghyeoldomun without any major damage.

While I was quietly observing his reaction, I suddenly fired an electric shock.

-Isn’t there a saying like that? If you want to deceive your enemy, first deceive your allies.

“......?”

Namgungbaek tilted his head.

It was a face that seemed not to understand what was being said.

‘Is there such a person as a bear?’

Even if I said it out loud, I couldn’t understand it, so it was extremely frustrating.

I sighed inwardly and fired the sound again.

-From now on, please do not respond to what I say with your voice. Don’t even look agitated. Among the followers of the Guizhou branch, there is a traitor who is in secret with the Blue Blood Order.

-......What does that mean?

-I mean this literally.

-Please do not make baseless accusations. Most of the followers in the Guizhou branch have been with me through hardships and sorrows for more than ten years.

-It is said that you may know the inside of ten roads, but you do not know the inside of a person of one road.

-It’s hard to listen any further. If you want to disgrace my subordinates any further than this...

– Don’t you know best? There has been an abnormal current flowing within the branch recently.

-.......

-Colleagues who have been together for more than ten years? great. Let’s just say they’re out of line for now. So what about the rest? Is everyone trustworthy?

-At least I believe them.

-I understand what the branch manager means. Let’s not mention this topic any further. However, my group and I will not move with the Gwiju branch in the future.

-......All right.

Namgungbaek nodded with an uncomfortable expression.

He was truly a person who was poor at managing his facial expressions.

I even told him in advance not to show his agitation.

‘Well, I’ve achieved my goal, so that’s it.’

After watching over the past few days, I have become convinced that Nangong Baek is not Ganja.

He was a person with an overly honest personality.

I thought I knew why I was demoted to the Gwiju branch.

He did not seem like a great person worthy of serving as a member of the Demonic Cult.

‘If he had been a Ganja in the first place, he would not have sent a request for support to the Sichuan branch.’

From the beginning, I thought it was unlikely that he was Ganja.

Both origin and status.

He was not a person whom the Demonic Cult could carelessly seek appeasement measures.

Still, watching him over the past few days was, so to speak, minimal confirmation.

‘With this, we can’t help but keep in mind the existence of the Namgung Baekdo Ganja. In addition, the group, including me, obtained the justification to move independently.’

In the future, I would also be able to actively participate in the chase.

* * *

Three days passed.

Accommodation located on the second floor of the guesthouse.

My group and I gathered in Damun’s room to discuss the future.

“Samurai Seo, you will need to steal valuable items, including military official books.”

“......yes?”

“Assassination and theft. Although they are two occupations with different paths, the skills required are generally the same.”

“What on earth are you talking about!?”

“We will provide a stage for you to fully display the martial arts you have worked so hard to practice.”

Seo Ho-seon’s face turned pale.

As I looked at his face with all the blood gone, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“In some ways, you could say that this is the most important role in this operation.”

“.......”

“Please take care of me.”

* * *

Cheonma of the time had a total of four disciples.

In my previous life there were five, but in this life there is one less because I did not enter the Church.

At least until now, I have not heard of the Demonic Cult Master taking in a fifth disciple.

If we were to arrange each disciple in order of rank, it would be like this.

Cheonakgun (千岳君) Wisuak.

Jang Baek-hwan, the Laughing Demon Lord.

The female commander of the Reverse Killer.

Seogunak, the Iron Blood Demon.

They had one interesting thing in common.

It was said that everyone’s nickname had the word ‘gun’ in it.

A talented person who will become one of the Eight Great Demon Lords in the future.

The nicknames of the four disciples contained such an inner meaning.

‘That’s a funny story.’

In fact, among the absolute masters known as the Eight Demon Lords, there was no one called by the nickname ‘gun’.

Therefore, those who were not interested in martial arts affairs sometimes mistaken the four disciples of the Demonic Cult Master for the Eight Great Demon Lords.

‘You’re here.’

A black market opened in a secret location.

I sat on a chair in the corner wearing a fox mask and looked at the customers visiting the market.

Before long, six men presumed to be martial people entered the market.

They paid no attention to other objects and headed toward the cages where the slaves were kept.

All six men were wearing the same clothes.

He covered his body with a thick robe and wore a white mask on his face.

Although their physiques and types of weapons they were wielding were different.

“I didn’t know you would say you would accompany me in person.”

“Sometimes you have to take a walk like this. “Isn’t it very frustrating to be confined to a small room?”

The men looked at the slaves locked in the cage and had a long conversation.

I focused my attention on the one with a grayish voice.

‘It’s a voice I’ve heard before somewhere.’

Just by looking at him, he seemed to be the person with the highest status among the Masked People.

The level that was revealed was just the beginning of the climax.

But for some reason, the tension started to creep up.

“......?”

Did he feel the gaze?

The masked person slowly turned his head and looked at me.

As if I had never paid attention to him, I got up from the chair and left.

‘First, guide them to the place where the formation is set up.’

I had an idea of a way to lure the masked people.

First, we had to wait until they finished purchasing slaves and left for the black market.

But as I was about to leave the black market, an electric sound suddenly reached my ears.

-Who are you?

“...!”

The gruff voice of an old man.

My heart was pounding.

The masked man asked me with his hand on the sword.

-Was there someone like you in Gwiju? As far as I know, there are no masters of Hwagyeong other than blood red swords.