Episode 200 SÑarch* The NovÑlÆire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.Head-on attack (4)
âAre you here?â
âHaha, were you at work?â
âItâs no big deal.â
Zhuge Wenhu stood up and greeted Prince Mo Yong.
âPlease sit here.â
âThank you.â
After a while, a teacup was placed between the two.
Moyong asked with a grin.
âDo you have any alcohol? âI think they said they would serve alcohol at this personâs residence before.â
Zhuge Wenhu smiled.
âBecause Iâm at work. âIf youâll spare some time this evening, Iâll treat you to a drink.â
âWhat a pity. âI have plans for dinner.â
âThen letâs postpone the drinking party until later.â
âLetâs do that.â
Moyong asked as if he was curious.
âSo why did you invite this person to the office? âDid you get a call from the working group?â
âThatâs right.â
Zhuge Wenhu took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to him.
Prince Moyong, who opened the letter, quickly nodded.
âIt starts now.â
âThatâs right.â
Zhuge Wenhuâs face became serious.
âAdditional information has also come in.â
âwhich?â
âDo you know that it is a ghost gate?â
Mo Yong nodded his head.
âIsnât it a fairly famous place among the 36 Gates of the Black Road?â
âThatâs right.â
Gwicheolgeommun is a checkpoint with a long history of 200 years, which is unusual for a breakwater in Heukdo.
Surprisingly, their martial arts were fair and square, unlike those of the Black Sword. Although there was an overly thuggish aspect, the martial arts itself was not inferior to that of Baekdoâs honest skills.
âGwicheolgeommun is a prestigious family in the dark province that has produced high-level swordsmen for generations. In fact, it is said that the military prowess of the munju of the time is not much lower than that of the heads of our six generations of families.â
âI know that too. Did you say his nickname was Pasangeomgwi (ç ´å±±å鬼)?â
âYou know very well.â
âAs much as necessary.â
âThatâs right. The Gwicheolgeommun has a history and tradition that is unique to the Heukdo sect. In the past, it was also called the Black Road First Sword Gate.â
âSo what do you say about Gwicheolgeommun?â
âIt collapsed.â
At this time, Prince Moyong could not help but be surprised.
âAre you saying that Guicheolgeommun has disappeared?â
âThatâs right.â
âHuh! âWhat happened?â
Zhuge Wenhuâs eyes sparkled.
âThey say they were attacked by unknown masters.â
âHow many excellent experts were put in?â
âI donât know the details yet. However, the estimated number of attackers is approximately twenty or so, and it is said that there were traces of use of fire.â
Prince Moyong shook his head.
âCertainly, Hwagong is powerful, but it would be difficult to say that a sect as strong as Gwicheolgeommun was defeated by Hwagong alone. âI can only think that there is a difference in actual power.â
âGood to see you. In other words, it cannot be denied that the martial arts of the attackers were all outstanding.â
âBut since not all of them are supreme experts, it would not have been possible to take them down without sufficient preparation.â
âI think so too. âIt appears that thorough preliminary investigation, excellent response capabilities, and experts who are well suited to each other were brought in.â
Mo Yong-gunâs eyes sparkled.
âThe reason youâre telling me this now is because the destruction of the Guicheol Gate is related to this mission?â
Zhuge Wenhu nodded heavily.
âThatâs right. To be precise, I think there is a high possibility of that happening.â
âHow do you think they are intertwined?â
âYangcheon.â
ââ¦!â
âTheir control over information is truly amazing. Even if we try to dig deeper into the Murim Alliance and Openness, the closer we get to the center, the more ambiguous it becomes. So, most of the things related to Yangcheon are difficult to be certain about.â
âIn other words, the more ambiguous an incident like this one is, the more likely it is to be related to Yangcheon?â
Zhuge Liang had no choice but to admit it. That Prince Moyongâs resourcefulness and insight are excellent.
âThatâs right. âI said it was a possibility, but I believe it is certain that Yangcheon had a hand in it.â
Moyong-gun stroked his chin.
Zhuge Munho continued speaking to him who did not respond.
âYangcheon is gaining power by uniting the Black Islands. But not all of the Black Islands came under his command. âGwicheolgeommun was one of them.â
âThatâs stupid.â
âyes?â
Prince Moyong frowned.
âGwicheolgeommun is a prestigious gate of the Black Path. âThey show off their power by destroying a force of that size⦠You may not know it right now, but if you look at it from afar, itâs foolish.â
Zhuge Wenhu smiled.
âI think so too.â
âBut the Yang Cheon we have investigated so far is not the type of person to shake hands like that.â
âIf Yang Chen destroyed the Guicheok Gate, it would not have been to show off his power and authority.â
âIt means that the benefit of destroying a munmun is greater than anything else.â
âCurrently, the top priority that Yangcheon wants is to expand the power of the Black Island. But in the long run, it was a foolish choice.â
âLooking at it in the long run, it is not a foolish choice, so it destroyed the Guicheolgeommun?â
âIf this move was not a bad hand but a good hand, for what reason would it be reasonable to say that it was destroyed?â
âYou were appeased.â
Moyong-gun chuckled.
âOne of the important figures of Guicheolgeommun crawled under Yang Cheon.â
ââ¦!â
âIn other words, someone betrayed the clan.â
Zhuge Liâs eyes became bright.
âReally, this personâ¦â
Zhuge Wenhu was confident that he was superior to Mo Yong in terms of professional strategy and tactics.
However, he had no choice but to admit that Mo Yong-gun was superior to him in terms of his ability to look at human nature and infer the circumstances of an incident.
It was an insight that highlighted the sorrow of someone who had overcome political opponents to gain power throughout his life. Although Zhuge Liang was disappointed with Mo Yongâs abilities, he felt his guard growing even more wary.
âI thought about this report for a while. And I came to the same conclusion just before the matriarch came. âThere is a traitor at Gwicheolgeommun.â
âGood to see.â
âHe is probably a person who is well-versed in the art of Gwicheolgeommun and whose character will not be flawed by a single mistake.â
âI guess so. âIt could be boiled down to Munjuâs closest aide or his disciple.â
âI thinkâ¦â
âThere is a high probability that he is a disciple.â
âThatâs right.â
Moyong-gun smiled.
âI understand why the military called me and told me this.â
Zhuge Mun-ho, who was looking at Mo Yong-gun, let out a sigh.
âWhy are you doing that?â
âBecause itâs a pity.â
âwhat?â
âI thought how great it would be if the head of the family could use his amazing insight and brain for the betterment of the world.â
Moyong-gun burst into laughter.
âHehehe, this man is not as great a man as the military thinks. So letâs leave the white talk there.â
ââ¦.â
âPlease give me paper, pencil, and ink.â âI will have to send a letter to the working group.â
âItâs already ready.â
Prince Moyong wrote the letter with powerful yet delicate strokes.
âHow do you feel?â
Zhuge Wenhu nodded.
âgreat. Butâ¦â
âItâs probably going to get more dangerous sooner than expected.â
âAt the same time, itâs a way to go deeper.â
Moyong-gun chuckled.
âAre you okay, soldier? The moment this letter is sent, the working group is entering the jaws of hell. And arenât there military relatives in that working group?â
Zhuge Wenhu shook his head.
âI know and my wife knows that this mission is dangerous.â
âHehehe!â
âAlso, now I am not the father of a child, but a soldier of the Murim Alliance. âYou canât miss a golden opportunity because of personal affection.â
âYou really are amazing.â
After shaking the paper to dry it, Mo Yong-gun folded the completed letter neatly and stamped it.
âHere it is.â
âI will send it right away.â
âHow long do you think it will take?â
âThe information network with the working group has been narrowed to the shortest distance. âIt will arrive within six days, even if it is as short as three days.â
âThatâs incredible speed.â
Moyong-gun stood up from his seat.
âIf you do that, Iâll just go.â
He turned around.
Zhuge Wenhu opened his mouth as he saw Mo Yong-gun just about to open the door to his office.
âhouse owner.â
âhmm? âDo you have anything else to say?â
âFrom now on, you will work in the command center. âThere might be a fight over time.â
It also meant not to do unnecessary things at home.
Moyong-gun smiled.
âI still donât plan on doing that. âThree days later, the place where the command staff is gathered will be used as a temporary residence.â
* * *
âYeon⦠Oh no! Third one! âLet me see!â
Full-sang dragged Yeon-ho-jeong into the room.
âIs there a problem?â
âLook at this.â
Full-sang took out a letter smaller than the palm of his hand and held it out. The letter was filled with tiny letters.
âIt came from the door.â
The gate probably refers to the Murim Alliance. Yeon Ho-jeong read the letter with a calm mind.
After a moment his eyes wavered.
Full-sang quenched his appetite.
âI knew it was a dangerous mission, but I never thought we would delve into the center from the beginning.â
ââ¦.â
âhmm? âIs it the third one?â
Full-sang, who was looking at Yeon-ho-jeong, was momentarily surprised.
Burrr.
Yeon Ho-jeongâs hand holding the letter was shaking slightly. My eyes were bloodshot and life was creeping through my body.
âhey!â
Shocked, Yeon Ho-jeong instinctively took his life.
Full-sang stuck out his tongue.
âWhy does this bastard get so angry every time we meet? âDid you plan to explode my heart?!â
âsorry.â
âWow! What on earth is going on? Is there something wrong with you?â
Yeon Ho-jeong glared at the four letters, âGwicheolgeommun.â
Detailed inspection. It is a prestigious black sword famous for its plain swordsmanship that does not match its subversive power.
And there was an iron-blooded warrior who had fought countless battles with Yeonhojeong in the past.
âGangryang(å§äº®)!â
One of the five major gods of Heukje Castle.
It was Kang Ryang who was called the strongest and worst expert of the Black Island martial arts team along with Shingung (ç¥å¼) Mukbi Jinyang and others.
Gangryangâs sword had reached a deeper level than any other swordsman from the martial arts faction. Although his level of achievement and power was clearly lower than that of Prince Moyong, he was a true swordsman whose sword intention was better than that of Prince Moyong.
The greatest genius in the history of Gwicheolgeommun.
A passionate swordsman who lost his clan and became a loner, regained hope of living under Yeon Ho-jeong and fiercely clashed with Baek-do.
âBesides⦠Guicheolgeommun has disappeared?â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes wavered.
âEven if history changes, the results donât change?!â
The Murim Alliance was founded much earlier than its original history, and Yangcheon also did not openly rally the Black Islands like this.
Although the Gwicheolgeommun was destroyed, it did not collapse so quickly. According to original history, the extinction of Guicheolgeommun would not have occurred until ten years later.
Everything has changed. Everything is changing.
âThe ambassador type.â
âYes?â
âPlease tell me one thing about those who follow the Daesang style.â
Full-sangâs eyes sparkled.
He intuitively realized that Yeon Ho-jeongâs request was a very personal matter.
âWhat? âTell me about it.â
âI wonder if there are any survivors from the extinct Guicheolgeommun, and if so, please get me a list of them.â
ââ¦Hmm, I understand.â
I donât know whatâs going on, but I felt like I had to do it for now.
âBut are you okay?â
Yeon Ho-jeong took a deep breath.
âitâs okay.â
I was shocked for a moment, but Iâm okay now. He was the chairman of this mission. If the leader wavers, the lives of the members are in danger before the mission.
Full-sang nodded.
âgood. âWeâll look into this separately, but what do you think about the letter from Moon?â
âI have to go. âLetâs just wait three more days.â
âthree days? why?â
âDigging in first from this side may raise suspicion, but approaching from that side first is natural.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes sparkled.
âTrust me. âIt will definitely come.â
two days later.
bang!
The door to the main base burst open and a group of people wearing blood-red military uniforms appeared.
The middle-aged man in the lead spoke in a cold voice.
âI came from the Blood Gate. Is there a group of men and two women here?â
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