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Taejonbirok Volume 8 Episode 25
Chapter 52: The Lazy Man, Persuaded (5)
Namgung Hye looked at the group with a strange expression.
'What kind of combination is this?'
The members were extremely strange for someone who was leaving for the Cheonha Bimu Competition.
First of all, let's assume that Sanggwanhong and Eonhyo are like that. They are the ones who should naturally be in this group. Wei Su-ryeon could understand that too. Wei Su-ryeon was a proud participant in the Non-Woo Competition who was chosen in her place.
But why are Jeong Hyo-geom, Wei Zhenghan, and his wife here?
and…….
'Is that guy a coral?'
Namgung Hye felt her heart pounding.
Rational emotions?
That's not it.
At least to the later scholars of the time, the name of Cheokmageom Wisanho was no different from an idol. Having experienced the Jamryongmu-gwan, she knew very well. How ridiculous the achievements Wisanho left behind were.
It wasn't very common to see someone of the same generation who was said to be the closest to the next generation's best in the world up close. Even when she and Wei San-ho were both in the Jamryongmu-gwan, they rarely encountered each other because they were in different classes, and when they did manage to meet, Wei San-ho was often away from the mukwan.
'The prayers are different.'
It was different from what I saw from afar. When I saw the coral up close, it seemed as if it was proving with its entire body why this person was called the best in the world in later generations.
“Oh my, I’m dying. Why do I have to go too? A damn martial arts competition… If someone like me goes to a place like that, I’ll get beaten to death!”
Namgung Hye opened her eyes wide.
At first, I thought it was Wei San-ho who said that. However, unless Wei San-ho had mastered the art of ventriloquism, he would keep his mouth shut and not speak. The one who was joking came from behind Wei San-ho.
'What's the date of the small fish?'
Namgung Hye's mouth opened slightly.
'Is that little girl going with you too?'
Qualifications are sufficient. If Jang Il-il, the fox-dog of openness, is one of the top candidates to lead future generations.
but…….
“Shut up! You idiot! But that guy who calls himself the open-minded one keeps making jokes.”
“……Are you going with the Public Prosecutor’s Office too?”
Namgung Hye, who saw Gong Mu-jin scolding Jang Il, now had a face that said, “No matter what, it’s okay.” She couldn’t understand why someone from the old faction was involved in this.
That alone is a headache… … .
‘That person too… … .’
Namgung Hye, who found Wi Yeon-ho blankly staring at the sky with a face that had lost all motivation in the corner, could only pray that this trip would end without any trouble.
“Ahem, is everyone here?”
After waiting for a while, Sima Qianshi and Zhao Xuan approached them.
“Seeing the warriors who will make our Jeongmu Alliance’s name known to the world, I feel extremely satisfied. As you all know, this non-combat competition is not a simple non-combat competition. It is supposed to promote friendship among the later leaders, but the content is more sinister and serious than you think. So please, do your best with the thought that the name of Jeongmu Alliance is in your hands…….”
At that moment, Wei Yanhu quietly raised his hand.
"……why?"
“Since I already know all this stuff, can’t I just do it roughly? If I listen to all of that, I think my morale will drop even further.”
“…….”
Sima Qianse was speechless, but Wei Shanhu was not.
Exactly!
A hammer struck Wei Yanho on the head.
“Ouch! Why are you hitting me!”
“What kind of habit is that, my lord? Don’t you know that every word you say serves as a standard for others to evaluate our family?”
“Did I say something wrong?”
“Sometimes you have to be careful about what you say.”
Sima Qianse quietly licked his lips.
'If you say that's the truth there, what will become of my position, you idiot!'
Wei Yanhu was Wei Yanhu, but Wei Shanhu was no pushover either. Sima Qianshi glared at Wei Zhenghan, who was avoiding his gaze in the corner, and sighed.
“……Good luck. That’s all.”
“Wow!”
Wi Yeon-ho applauded exaggeratedly.
'Should I have just hit him once? Just once?'
Sima Qianshi was very sorry that he ended up not being able to hit him properly during the last fight. If he had not hit him then, there would have been even fewer things he could hit him in the future. Wei Yanhu was young, so he would have grown up quickly.
As time goes by, there will come a time when you will have to do your best not to hit, but to avoid getting hit.
As Sima Qianse stepped back, licking his lips, Zhao Xuan stepped forward.
"question."
Jo Hyun spoke neatly and concisely, as if he wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. However, that did not mean he could escape Wi Yeon-ho's clutches.
Wi Yeon-ho raised his hand.
Jo Hyun looked at the others quietly.
“Any questions?”
“I have a question.”
“……Okay, tell me.”
“Are there only this many people? I heard there are more than ten participants?”
Jo Hyun nodded.
“The later incumbents of the Jeongmu Alliance are all currently pursuing their own training. Those who have graduated from the military academy but meet the criteria will gather at their destinations.”
“Oh, I see. I thought only these people were going.”
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“Any other questions?”
"yes."
When Wi Yeon-ho nodded, Jo Hyeon sighed and continued speaking.
“From the moment you arrive in Shaanxi, no, from the moment you set out on this road, I hope you will never forget that you are the representatives of the Jeongmu Alliance. So please, don’t cause any trouble and be quiet until the moment you arrive! Please!”
The beginning was a request to everyone, but the end was an earnest request for just one person. However, the person who received that earnest request was blowing on his ear and trying to avoid the request.
“Ugh.”
Jo Hyeon shook his head and approached Gong Mu-jin.
“Please take care of me.”
“……Okay, I understand for now.”
Gong Mu-jin laughed hollowly.
'Things are going strangely wrong.'
The World Martial Arts Tournament is great.
It was even nice that the chimney flew from the volcano and told us to return quickly because there was a martial arts competition.
But why is it that the place where the rain falls is a volcano?
“Don’t those Cheon Iryeon guys even have a training ground?”
“It’s difficult to gather all the people to Sacheon. Isn’t it convenient for us?”
“That must be so.”
Gong Mu-jin shook his head.
'The elders are biting me again.'
It's a story that can't be told to others, but Hwasan was a sect with a subtle inferiority complex. They say that they are unrivaled by anyone in the world when it comes to swordsmanship, but it's a fact that cannot be denied that they are one step behind the shamans in terms of reputation and evaluation.
In the meantime, if a big event like the World Martial Arts Tournament is held in Japha, it is obvious that Hwasan's reputation will rise. So it is an inevitable bait… … .
'This is a spoiler… … .'
Gong Mu-jin looked at Wi Yeon-ho with anxious eyes.
It's a competition where the winner has already been decided, and that winner is Wi Yeon-ho.
If it works out well, that's great, but if it works out just a little bit badly, it will literally be the worst tournament ever. In a bad way, I mean.
'We have to do something to stop that guy from running wild.'
Gongmujin and Jo Hyeon, whose interests coincided, exchanged glances.
'Please.'
'Please support me.'
As the two people looked at each other and nodded, there was one person who couldn't hide his tears.
“……So why me?”
Seokmuncho, the head of the Jamryongmu-gwan, looked like he was about to cry at any moment.
“Why are you stopping me! Why! Why me! Sir!”
Jo Hyun smiled brightly and responded.
“Isn’t this supposed to be a place for children? It’s something for children to do in a military context, so if not you, who else would do it?”
“He’s not a child I can control.”
They were children, not kids.
“That guy, Jeonghan and Gongmujin, will do whatever they can to help him. They were worried about that too, so they even brought Sanho and my mother with them. Don’t worry.”
“Even if you tell me not to worry…….”
Jo Hyeon-i said, tapping Seok Moon-cho's shoulder.
“I believe you will do well.”
"……yes."
Seokmuncho felt like crying, but once the decision was made, it could not be reversed.
“Okay, then let’s go……”
Jo Hyeon, who was about to tell them to leave, shut his mouth when he saw a carriage quietly approaching them from afar.
A large carriage drawn by four white horses.
Seomun Da-yeon was sitting on the coachman's seat of the carriage, and on the roof was a bald man with a Shaolin seal stamped on him.
“Hey, what is that?”
“This is my carriage.”
“Huh?”
Wi Yeon-ho smiled brightly when he caught Jo Hyeon’s gaze.
“Because I can’t ride a horse.”
“…….”
Jo Hyeon looked up at the sky quietly.
'Is this really a good thing to do?'
It was only after coming this far that Jo Hyeon began to doubt whether it was the right decision to have Wi Yeon-ho represent the Jeongmu Alliance.
I'm going to win, I'm going to win!
But if you're not careful, you could end up being laughed at even after winning.
Wi Yeon-ho smiled brightly as he looked at Jo Hyeon.
“I know full well that the person sending me to the martial arts competition is a military leader.”
“…….”
“I have good news for you. Don’t worry.”
I'm anxious.
I'm so anxious that I'm sweating profusely.
'What on earth are you trying to do?'
The moment Jo Hyun reached out to stop him, Wi Yeon-ho got on the carriage that arrived next to him.
“Mom, you can get on here.”
"okay."
As Han Sang-ah got on the carriage, Wi Yeon-ho stuck his head out and said.
“Then I’ll be back. Hehe.”
Seeing that lazy bastard going at it with such gusto, I couldn't help but think that something was wrong. I thought I should stop him now, but the arrow had already been fired.
“Oh, and…….”
Wi Yeon-ho poked his head out again.
“I’ll take good care of your business. Just in case, I put a sign on it that says it’s under military supervision.”
“Ugh.”
"then."
Wi Yeon-ho slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
Jo Hyeon closed her eyes, shivered, and looked back at Seokmun Elementary School.
“Are we leaving?”
“……Let’s go.”
“Yes, then…….”
As Seokmuncho mounted his prepared horse and slowly walked forward, the others also mounted their horses and followed him.
Jo Hyun held her stomach as she watched the group leave.
“Ugh.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“I have a little gastritis…….”
“Even Instructor Seok said he had gastritis, and you too……. Tsk tsk, you need to take better care of your health.”
Jo Hyun nodded with a miserable expression.
The cause of his gastritis is leaving him, so why does his stomach hurt more?
Hyun-i muttered as she watched the carriage moving away, certain that from today onwards, she would suffer from chronic insomnia in addition to gastritis.
“Please, please, without any accidents…….”
The sight of someone praying for a wish that would never come true was incredibly fleeting.
* * *
“Did you say volcano?”
“That’s right.”
“Then what about that volcanic battle?”
Gwanggu Shingae nodded quietly.
“This is where the Great Battle of Hwasan took place, where the Gwanghwimujon Wei Yanhu first made his name known to the world.”
"then?"
“Yes. The martial arts competition wasn’t that important. It was just the beginning. Neither I nor the master of the Shinki Investigation Team knew that the martial arts competition would be the starting point.”
“Ugh…….”
Saga nodded with a heavy face.
“The bigger problem is… there was no turning back at that point. They had prepared thoroughly, hiding from the eyes of the world. It was, well… um….”
For the first time, the expression on Gwanggu Shingae's face disappeared.
“It was scary, wasn’t it?”