Chapter 156

Episode 156

Isn’t that the top lord? the palace?

He obviously called it that.

And Song Yeo-bang, sitting on a rock and looking down, answered without the slightest hesitation.

“Speak.”

“The movement of the Naegung, who occupied the Jeongmu-maeng, is unusual.”

“Isn’t it serious?”

When Song Yeo-bang showed interest, the man spoke in detail.

“I am putting my hands on the battlefield.”

“Battlefield?”

“yes. The organizations of the Three Palaces, which were active within the Jeongmu-maeng, have become more stealthy than the previous movements, and the newly added warriors of the Inner Palace are absorbing the battlefield one by one.”

“hmm.”

A cold light emanated from Song Yeo-bang’s slightly narrowed eyes, and a deep dignity filled the surroundings.

The atmosphere of the noble old school teacher instantly changed to that of an old man who had passed through the battlefield of Iron Blood.

A person who has a relationship with Sapaecheon.

Outwardly, he was the owner of Shanseo Store called Song Yeo-bang, but in reality, he had a different identity hidden.

Song Yeo-bang was the owner of the royal palace hidden in Sapa’s power.

Also, the ten soldiers escorting him around were not common warriors of the upper ranks.

Those who are the guardians of the palace and at the same time carry out the duties of heralds.

Their martial arts at the beginning were comparable to those of the masters of the multitude of waves.

After struggling for a while, Song Yeo-bang smiled and said,

“Looks like the godmother is on the money line.”

“yes?”

Subha asked, but Song Yeo-bang did not give an answer.

‘I thought it would create a riot right away because I had the Three Palaces in my hand, so I’m aiming for the battlefield?’

To have the battlefield in your hands.

It had several meanings.

battlefield.

A place to survive on the profit made by depositing money and lending the money entrusted to others.

In other words, it is the only place in the central court that legally turns money.

They deal with individuals, but the larger the scale, the more they deal with huge munpa or crown, or with the upper ranks.

The big money comes from the top and the little money comes from the individual.

But the place where all that money flows is the battlefield.

In other words, it is the pulse of money.

The godmother was trying to get her hands on that flow.

It is to grab the leash of the subordinate forces of the Jeongmu-maeng and the upper ranks that receive their protection by acquiring the battlefield in which they trade.

It would take much longer than obtaining the guild or Murim’s munpa, but the effect was unmistakable. It is not for nothing that money can control people and even demons.

If the godmother holds the whole battlefield in her hands and shakes it, the Jeongmu-maeng is sure to be engulfed in great confusion.

This is because no faction can be free from money.

That’s what it means to have the battlefield in your hands. Once you catch the flow, you can turn it anywhere.

‘It’s quite the way. I thought you were a woman confined to my palace. It seems that he has prepared well.’

A small smile formed on Song’s lips.

“What happened to the Demonic Cult? It seems like Lee Gung-joo has been quite smart lately, right?”

“It doesn’t seem to have had much effect. Moreover, the bait got into Kunlun’s hands, and the tail was caught, so it seems that he has already moved to the safe house several times.”

“You look like a stupid friend...”

Song Yeo-bang, who clicked her tongue and wrinkled her eyes, called in a low voice to the warrior who was kneeling in front of her.

“Weekend.”

“yes.”

“You go back immediately and send the child you secured from Sapaecheon to the palace.”

“yes. My lord.”

After Joo-jeon answered and stepped back, Song Yeo-bang did not turn his head and called someone else.

“Yoo-goong.”

“Tell me.”

Among those who escorted him to his call, a man with a pale sword scar around his eye bowed his head.

“How did you see it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Sapae Heavenly Lord.”

There was a gloom in Song Yeo-bang’s eyes and cruelty on his lips.

* * *

“Name!”

“I’m Jinsaeng Lee from Seomyeon.”

A soldier with twin swords on his back answered the question of the bachelor in charge of the reception desk.

“Ah, you’re a seomseo twin sword. Are you using a sword? That should be enough to enter the inner party.”

The bachelor at the reception desk wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it out, probably because he was a famous man.

“next!”

“Sichuan’s three demons of poisonous blood.”

The bachelor at the reception desk tilted his head as the three people with so many scars that looked hideous came forward.

“You haven’t heard of it?”

“What are you talking about? It’s because your field of vision is narrow. There is no one in northern Sichuan who does not know us.”

“is it so? Hmm, go over there and get in line.”

“What? You want us to take a test?”

“....”

“Have you seen such a worm like this? Do you dare to ask our poison-blooded demons to line up for a bachelor who is in charge of the reception desk?”

When the eldest brother of the party, who referred to themselves as the Three Demons of Poison Blood, opened his eyes, the receptionist’s bachelor said with a disapproving expression.

“I’m busy, so don’t make a fuss and go quickly and stand in line.”

“How dare this guy!”

The eldest of the poisonous three demons, who was angry, reached out to the receptionist and the eyes of those around him gathered in the small commotion.

Shuuk!

A hand grabbing the collar.

Tak whirik fluff.

“...”

The receptionist’s bachelor looked down with a pitiful expression at the eldest of the three poison blood demons who collapsed on the floor in an instant.

All he did was sit down, lift up the brush, block it, and let it flow to the side.

“hey.”

“...yes?”

“What is your name?”

“Toxic blood...”

“You’re fucking. Are you kidding me that I’m accepting applications?”

“....”

“It looks like you’re misunderstanding something, but this is Cheonungbang.”

“...”

“The servant who cleans up the trash is better than you. It looks like he came here to make money after he made a name for himself after cutting a knife in the neighborhood. I don’t need anything like you, so don’t bother me and get off. Don’t give up your precious life for nothing. Where did something insignificant come from...”

At the words of the schoolmaster, the eldest son of the Three Demons of Toxic Blood blushed and lowered his head.

“next!”

At the cry of the bachelor who had ignored him, the person standing next stepped forward.

Cheonungbang in Nanju, Gansu.

It was no different from the Dottegi market now.

Rumors spread that soldiers were being recruited in preparation for war, and because the pay was superior, ronin were flocking to Gansu as well as from the nearby Shaanxi, Sichuan, and Cheonghae.

Perhaps because so many people gathered, dozens of reception desks were set up and the task of sorting out the ronin was done.

Those who were known were assigned to the inner party with a mark, and those who were not known were placed in appropriate positions after being evaluated for their skills.

“It’s a really huge gathering. It’s on a scale I haven’t heard of in a while.”

The Jeoksaeng, who had just arrived and was seated at the far end of the line, shook his head.

After that, Jinmu, who crumpled his face as if he was going to eat anyone at any moment, followed.

[Why the hell would you do that? He doesn’t say a word.]

[I don’t know.]

[My boss asked me once.]

[Do you want me to go and die?]

[No, but I think he listens to my words.] [

It’s the first time I’ve been in such a situation. And I’ve been beaten... It really hurts to death.]

[You were hit?]

[Yes. It was really beaten without mercy.]

[...Ah.]

At Dang Se-ryeong’s words, Unam trembled as he remembered the cruelty of Jinmu he had seen in the fight against the Demonic Cult.

I wondered why the hell he was participating in the battle of Cheonwoongbang with the ronin and why he looked so young beyond displeasure, but the two of them who had already gone through a lot of trouble couldn’t possibly ask.

Fearing that he might hear, he merely whispered in a whisper.