Chapter 411

Episode 411

Ling Xing Dojang pursed his lips.

He didn’t come to me voluntarily to be captured.

It just stands there and stares at me as if it’s going to eat me.

It was exactly the reaction I expected.

‘That’s right. ‘If I had said I would be taken away obediently, I would have been disappointed.’

I released my hand with a loud snap.

There was no need to pull out the sword tied to his waist.

When you need to kill an opponent, it is easier to hold a weapon, but when you need to save and subdue an opponent, bare hands are better.

“Sigh!”

A middle-aged Taoist who was looking for an opportunity on the left extended his sword to me.

As I dodged the attack and checked the opponent’s face, a strange color appeared in my eyes.

It was a face I had seen through a profile report.

‘Hwagakdaeju (火脚隊主).’

Among the military organizations of the Meng, he was the head of the highest-ranking unit, excluding the Torpedo Brigade and the Four Gods.

Was it when he was recognized for his contribution to subduing the Iron Blood Demon Army and the Vampire Demon Lord and was given an award for his meritorious work?

Youngseong Dojang once said this in a conference room in Maengjubu.

[How about giving him the position of head of Hwagakdae?]

The head of Hwagakdae was a disciple of the Cheongseong faction and a member of the Elder faction.

Naturally, the leaders under his command were also influenced by him.

In fact, it was safe to say that the entire Hwagakdae was acting as the hands and feet of the elder faction.

That was the reason why the Yeongseong Dojo at the time tried to place me in the position of Hwagakbujuju.

‘I never thought I’d see it this way.’

The Hwagakdae was clearly a unit that supported the elder faction, but it was not a bodyguard unit that served a specific elder by his side.

In other words, the Great Lord Hwagak could not enter the Senate without an invitation.

But out of nowhere, the Hwagak Daju came out of the residence of the Youngseong Dojo?

He could only assume that the Youngseong Dojo had summoned him to his mansion.

‘No matter how open a secret it is, you can’t believe it’s revealed in front of me like this. ‘They don’t even try to hide the fact that they have a collusive relationship.’

The future of the Murim Alliance was truly bright.

It wasn’t an empty remark or a joke.

It wasn’t even irony.

‘It’s so bright it’s blinding.’

This is why I wanted to become an elder.

What an attractive title full of dreams and hopes.

Kakakakak!

Beginning with Hwagakdaeju’s attack, weapons flew in from all directions.

I kicked the ground hard and jumped, landing lightly on top of the tangled weapons.

He then fired a series of short, choppy blows.

Boom!

A heavy shock hit the warriors’ bodies.

The warriors who had been pushed out fell asleep, leaving long footprints on the ground.

‘There are a lot of them and each person’s inaction is outstanding. That’s true, but...’

The most important linkage ability was poor.

It was only natural that everyone had different affiliations and different martial arts skills.

There was no comparison with the Baekpal Nahanjin (百八羅漢陣), which I had experienced in the past by receiving a ritual from Buddha.

‘They’re going to lock someone up with such a poor passing list.’

After getting down on the ground, I immediately ran straight towards Hwagakdaeju.

As he was urgently protecting his head with his sword, a prosthetic force was formed near the nape of his neck and, taking advantage of the momentary distraction, he kicked him hard in the abdomen.

Ku-kwa-kwa-kwaang!

His new model, which had been thrown into the outer wall of the mansion with a tremendous crashing sound, soon burst through the opposite wall.

“...!”

Yeongseong Dojang’s eyes were bloodshot.

He seemed quite angry as his tightly clenched hands were shaking.

Pop!

He grabbed the sword rising from the side and smashed it, and grabbed the collar of the warrior attacking from behind and struck him down.

‘How did this happen?’

Hwang Bo-jin, a new member of Cheonan Gambu, stared at the coffins placed on the flower bed and clasped his trembling hands.

People gathered together to commemorate the dead.

Things that felt so dull and unrealistic are now clearly touching my skin.

‘Is this really real?’

Under orders from the head of the family, he joined the union against his will and applied to Cheonan Gambu.

For a moment, I was captivated and excited by Cheon Ga-ryeong’s beauty.

A storm hit him without any preparation.

The sudden invasion of Hubei by the Demonic Cult.

The Cheonan Inspectorate, an internal inspection organization, suddenly became a volunteer force and headed to the battlefield, and he, too, ended up on the front line.

The battlefield he was experiencing for the first time gave Hwang Bo-jin a strong shock.

Many people lost their lives before his eyes.

Among them were many strong people who were looked up to by everyone.

Just the Jangjiang Johyeop lying in the coffin over there was a giant who was ranked among the top 100 great masters.

‘This is not the place for me.’

A sense of fear crept in.

A strong impulse arose.

I have the urge to throw away everything around me and go back to Hwangbo House.

‘Should I really run away?’

In the future, the Cheonan Inspectorate would often be sent on missions to the battlefield.

I heard that such a decision was made at a meeting hosted by the leader.

When I think about it, I didn’t even know it was natural.

Cheonan Gambu had excessively strong military power for a single department.

It was strange that a department of this size was only responsible for internal inspection at a time when the war was in full swing.

‘The reason I survived the last fight wasn’t because I was skilled. I was just luckier than others.’

Hwang Bo-jin was clearly a talented player who would be treated well no matter where he went in the midfield.

However, among those who participated in the battle that took place in Banghyeon (房縣), there were many more outstanding people than him.

That fact brought Hwang Bo-jin’s self-esteem down to rock bottom.

An instinctive fear came over me that if I was dragged into battle again, I might be the next person to be put in that coffin.

[If possible, I would like you to assign me to the investigation team rather than the execution team.]

I felt like I realized it only now.

What did the Dragon King think when he saw himself suddenly requesting to be assigned to the investigation team?

How ridiculous his curiosity must have seemed in his eyes when he was not even prepared, let alone prepared.

‘......Once the funeral is over, let’s go through the formal discharge process. The head of the family may displease you, but there is nothing in this world more important than life.’

It was the moment when he had made up his mind and lifted his head with a sigh.

Quaaaang!

A cloud of dust rose in the distance along with an explosion.

Hwang Bo-jin’s eyes opened wide.

At the time of the Yongbong branch meeting, he attended Man Likwon by his side and could see at a glance where the dust cloud rose from.

The same thing was surprising to the mourners who were attracted by the noise and looked away.

“What’s going on?”

“Did an accident happen?”

“Could it be an enemy attack?”

Recognizing the seriousness of the matter, several members of the main operation team tried to run straight to the source of the noise.

At that time, Sima Yun, who was hosting the event, spoke with confidence in his voice.

“Don’t panic.”

“......?”

“The manager gave me instructions in advance. There may be a little commotion, but ignore it and continue with the funeral. “I will make sure that I can attend on time.”

The explanation was short, but the meaning contained in it was by no means light.

The mourners who understood the situation looked puzzled.

‘......Did you really commit it?’

Hwaseong Island, the Great Lord of Jujak, sighed.

She knew this because she heard the story from Yeonsun in advance.

That this situation will happen.

‘This is the first time I’ve ever had a funeral like this in my life.’