Episode 155
“I thought a lot. How should I repay the favor? There isn’t much that Amipa, a Buddhist monk, can give to the branch leader...”
I snorted inwardly.
Are you saying there isn’t much you can give away because it’s an Amifa?
I sat down and said nonsense.
If you’re going to lie, you have to make it believable.
The amount of money that lay disciples bring to Amipah every year must be astronomical.
“The executives of the faction, including Jang Mun-in, gathered together and discussed for a long time what gift to give to the branch leader. Then this story came out. Since the Sacheon branch and the Ami faction are located in the same region, wouldn’t it be okay to give back in a slightly different way than the sects or families in other regions?”
“......?”
“Take this.”
Baekwoongeom handed me a bundle of jade beads that he took out from his chest.
When I took it and looked at it closely, it looked exactly like a prayer beads.
“It is an item modeled after a long gate.”
“...!”
Long statement.
It was a term referring to a sacred object of a literary school that was passed down to scholars of the time.
It’s an object modeled after that.
Aside from the value of the item itself, it must have had a great symbolic meaning.
“If you ever need help with the text, bring it to Emei Mountain. “As long as it doesn’t go too far, Amifa’s disciples will help the branch leader.”
A moan like ‘Gasp’ rose up to my throat.
If you ask for help, he will send his disciples.
Considering that it did not say the specific number of people or the level of people who could be mobilized, it seemed that coercion such as a gratuity plaque could not be expected.
‘It’s also disposable.’
Even so, it was clear that he had obtained something great.
“Are you sure I can take this?”
“of course.”
“I will accept it gratefully.”
I was afraid that Baekwoongeom would change his mind, so I quickly put the prayer beads in my arms.
Baekwoongeom stood up from his seat with a calm smile on his lips.
“I’ve finished my business, so I’ll just leave.”
“I will see you off.”
“it’s okay. “The branch manager must be tired, so please take a break.”
After Baekwoongeom left the reception room.
I let out a silent cheer while fiddling with the prayer beads in my arms.
I felt like I was going to be blown away by having unexpectedly acquired something precious.
‘I’m already looking forward to seeing what gifts other clans and families will send me.’
Amifa was not the only one who promised to repay.
I thought I would be able to spend warmly this winter.
* * *
The warriors sent by the Nine Daemun Sect and the Five Daesae clans arrived at the Sacheon branch one by one.
Not all factions and families sent great gifts like the Ami faction.
There were some factions that were only moderately condescending, and there were also factions that mentioned the crisis of the recluses and made promises for the future.
Except for the Tang family, all three families sent gold coins and silk as gifts.
Although there was a difference in the amount, the method of repayment itself was exactly the same.
‘Well, the Sega is relatively wealthy compared to other clans. If it’s natural, is it natural?’
It’s only now that I think about it, but Baek Woon-geom’s statement that ‘there’s not much I can give because it’s Buddhist writing’ may have been made with the Five Generations in mind.
If you repay with money in an ordinary way, you will definitely be compared to the five major families.
‘Is it some kind of battle of pride?’
I smiled and looked away.
There was a blue gem in the shape of a fancy sword sheath placed on the corner of the desk.
The size is roughly half the size of my palm.
“Are you saying you requested escort and transportation from the Sichuan branch?”
“That’s right.”
“It’s not like there are a lot of things to take, and it looks like there are a lot of injured people.”
“yes. “He said it was already late, but he needed to join us at the appointment as quickly as possible.”
“So what did you do?”
“I said it was not a matter that I could decide under my authority.”
“You mean I have to see you in person.”
“yes. “I’m sorry that I have to pass on a troublesome task to the branch manager...”
Teuong!
The door to the house’s entrance room burst open.
An old man with a small stature entered the room, smoothing his sharp beard.
Damun frowned and looked back at the old man.
“What kind of rudeness is this?”
“Despite?”
“This is the branch manager’s personal office. “It is not a place where you can enter without permission.”
“Oh, I was a little impatient and I was rude. “I apologize.”
The old man said, glaring at Damun with sharp eyes.
Contrary to what he said, his face did not look sorry at all.
He asked, turning to me.
“It’s nice to see a face after a long time. “Do you remember me?”
“of course.”
It was a face in my memory.
It was a trickster old Taoist monk who had previously invited me to an illegal match.
Apparently, he was the elder of the Kunlun sect that Damun had mentioned.
“Please come over here and sit down.”
I offered the old man a seat with a smiling face.
Damun, who had carefully stepped aside, left the office and the steaming tea was placed on the table.
“What did you come to see me for?”
“As soon as I heard that the branch manager had finished training and left the training room, I immediately ran up.”
“Do you have something to say to me?”
“Didn’t you hear from that friend just now? “I would like you to take me and Kunlun’s disciples to the Dongong Sect.”
“.......”
“I said I was the secretary of the wall. The friend was so stuck that he couldn’t communicate at all. “I’m frustrated because I have to ask for permission from the branch manager.”
“It’s not possible.”
I shook my head and flatly refused.
The old monk’s wrinkled face was distorted like a vicious murderer.
“......what?”
“I understand that you feel impatient, but the Sacheon branch is short on manpower. “We don’t have the capacity to hire people to do the job.”
“Are you saying that now?”
“Currently, the number of monks belonging to the Sacheon branch is only nine, including me.”
“That’s enough. “All we have to do is select the healthy ones among the survivors and give them the escort job.”
“The backlash will be severe. “Among the survivors, there are many who are not disciples of the Kunlun Sect.”
“I have to endure that much.”
“In that case, we will look into whether there is a person leaving for Gansu.”
“Do you think there will be people leaving for Gansu during this period?”
The old master snorted and lifted his head towards me.
I couldn’t understand why he was so angry.
“.......”
After thinking for a moment while rubbing my chin, I came up with a hypothesis.
I heard that Jang Mun-in of the Kunlun Sect is currently on the verge of death due to severe internal injuries.
If he dies, one of the elders will be elected as the new Jangmunin.
‘Is this old man aiming for the position of a long-time writer?’