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Episode 187
King of Kwon, please pray for good luck
The sergeant looked Danwoo up and down.
“The best in the world… You’re young.”
Danwoo Sung glared at Sajo's courage, slowly revealing his prayer.
However, Sajoui was completely oblivious to this, and the surrounding two-legged masters were turning around with tense expressions.
The words of the four-legged sage continued.
"I heard that the martial arts of the Central Plains emphasize internal energy, and that it takes a long time to become the best in the world. Therefore, I heard that those who come close to becoming the best are all quite old. Yet, you look even younger than my adjutant."
Danwoo Sung got straight to the point, still carrying his luggage behind his back.
"General, let's stop talking nonsense. Let me explain why I've come."
As the generals sitting at the bottom of the table abruptly rose from their seats at Danwoo Seong's verbal abuse, Sajoui extended his hand.
“Everyone, sit down. I’m the man who has staked the fate of the Murim Alliance on this. Wouldn’t it be nice to hear his story?”
Danwoo-seong looked around at the generals and said.
“If you refrain from pillaging, kidnapping women, and refrain from arbitrarily harvesting the farmers’ crops while traveling to Hebei, there will be no more conflict with the Murim Alliance.”
The generals laughed.
“Hehehe.”
“Hahahaha.”
It was an unacceptable demand, as the soldiers' morale was being boosted by looting.
Danwoo Seong continued speaking.
"Whether you wage war and become the emperor of the Great Yan Empire or not, I don't care. Just promise me the safety of the common people and leave. I believe a general commanding a vast army wouldn't lie. Will you promise?"
The general at the bottom tilted his head and said.
“Isn’t this guy crazy?”
Danwoo Seong's gaze, which had been looking at Sajoui, moved to the general who had spoken.
Hwa Eun-wol's request came to mind, but there was a limit to how much I could endure.
As Dan Woo-seong slowly raised his right hand, everyone's eyes turned to Dan Woo-seong's hand.
Then, the general was dragged to Heogongseop and caught by Danwoo Seong.
“Ugh.”
The general's face began to turn pale due to Danwoo's evil power.
Danwoo Seong looked around the room and flicked his left finger toward the forehead of the general he was holding with his right hand.
Bang!
With a strange sound, like a skull breaking, the general fell to the floor and lay motionless.
Danwoo-seong spoke while pressing his foot against the neck of the man who was lying down.
“General.”
The sage replied with a frown.
“Please speak.”
"I came here alone because I can kill everyone here with my own hands. If you don't believe me, give orders to your soldiers. I'll wait until they're ready for battle."
The monk was speechless.
“······.”
Danwoo-seong shook his head after observing the expressions of the generals and the Yi tribe masters.
"No. You wouldn't believe me so easily. People change their minds after seeing things with their own eyes."
As Danwoo Seong applied his strength to his feet, the general's neck broke with a snap.
“Oh, this······.”
The words of the general who had told me not to kill flashed through my mind.
'Well, it's not like the military will be checking the personnel.'
Danwoo-seong sighed and then stroked the head of the general sitting on the left seat with his left hand and spoke.
“Anyway, I am the person you guys end up meeting after killing and killing people.”
When Danwoo-seong grabbed the head of an unknown general and injected brain energy, the general's eyes turned white and he fainted on the spot.
This time, no screams came out.
Danwoo Seong walked in front of Sajo, receiving the gazes of those on both sides.
Two of the two-legged masters jumped out from the left and right at the same time, quickly pulled out the swords they had on their waists, and stabbed Danwoo Seong in the neck.
Danwoo Seong took a step back, grabbed the blade of the sword with his bare hand, and then crossed his hands, increasing the force of his thrusts. Then, both swords simultaneously plunged into the two-legged master's neck and chest.
Pok! Pok!
As the two people fell down with the sword still stuck in their bodies, Danwoosung slowly walked over again and stood in front of Sajo.
Danwoo-seong said, glancing sideways at Asadeok.
“Asadeok, are you the greatest in the North?”
Asadeok still couldn't fathom Danwoo's true level. His body was even stiffer because he couldn't kill the two-legged masters who had died earlier in a single stroke.
Danwoo Sung pointed to himself.
“Do I seem polite? Do I seem like a pedantic Taoist monk who values benevolence, righteousness, and propriety, who follows the five moral principles?”
“······.”
"I'm a rascal who used to drink and gamble in the streets, and frequent the pubs and bars. I only set foot in the martial arts world after that. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
It means that he is a guy who just leaves from the beginning.
The sage nodded.
“I understand.”
Danwoo Seong responded immediately.
“No way.”
At that moment, the sound of a fluttering robe was briefly heard, and then Dan Woo-seong appeared behind Sajo-ui with a teleportation technique, put his arm around her shoulder, and sat down next to Sajo-ui, looking at the generals and the Yi tribe's masters.
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Then, Danwoo-seong stroked Sajo-ui's head.
“Ten thousand troops······. That’s scary.”
What Danwoo-seong wants is inviolability of official duties.
puck!
Danwoo Sung began to slowly strike the back of Sajo's head with his hand. He started off gently, but gradually increased the intensity.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
As Sajoui endured until the end, Danwoosung gestured at the generals with his chin and said.
"General Sa, give the order. Kill me. Let's have a blast."
To them, Danwoo Seong's actions, speech, and gaze were all considered to be the epitome of madness.
Danwoo Seong had already insulted General Sajo-ui. However, if he ended things sloppily at this point, he expected Sajo-ui to lead his troops against the Murim Alliance or attack civilian homes on his way back.
While Sajo-ui was being hit on the back of the head, Danwoo-seong held onto Sajo-ui's ear and threw him into the barracks entrance.
puck!
"warlord!"
The monk, whose ear had been torn off, rolled around on the floor and reached out to his subordinates.
If the soldiers were shown that they were being humiliated here, not only would the morale of the troops drop, but the defeated soldiers would likely scatter.
Danwoo Seong tossed Sajoui's large ear anywhere and then drank alone. The moment Danwoo Seong tilted his head back to drink, Asadeok, who would eventually become the national preceptor of Daeyeon, launched a surprise attack.
A fairly strong force was pushing in from the left.
Danwoo Seong held out his seat and drank his drink.
puck!
Danwoo Seong poured out his energy as the leader of the group, put down his glass, looked around the group, and continued his showdown with Asadeok.
Danwoo Seong said.
“He is truly a great national treasure.”
His internal energy was deep enough to crush and defeat the leaders of most sects. As Danwoo-seong surveyed the crowd, raising his energy, Asadeok let out a scream.
At that moment, Danwoo-seong burst into laughter at the same time, and Asadeok's scream was buried in the loud laughter.
Everyone in the barracks covered their ears.
As Danwoo Seong took the throne, Asadeok, who had been engaged in a duel of internal energy, fell to the ground with blood flowing from his eyes, nose, and mouth, and died.
Danwoo-seong chuckled as if he had no particular interest.
“I am the leader of the martial arts world. The general of the Four Guardians.”
While the adjutant who had brought the bandage was tying Sajoui's ear, Danwoo-seong asked again.
"Ten thousand troops against the Martial Arts Alliance, would you like to try it? Let's decide on a leader-to-leader, man-to-man basis. If you agree, I'll return to the Alliance and bring the members here."
At this time, the sergeant who had guided Danwoo-seong sneaked into the barracks to take a look, and Sajo-ui spoke urgently.
“Get out. Make sure no soldiers approach.”
"yes."
Danwoo Seong spoke to Baek Bujang and Sajoui.
“Bring me my sword first.”
The sergeant spoke urgently to the centurion outside.
“Bring me the sword you recovered first.”
"All right."
The sergeant quickly retrieved Danwoo's sword and entered the barracks, only to stop in shock. The smell of blood was overwhelming, and several corpses lay lying there. Furthermore, the seat of honor where the general of the Four Guardians sat was occupied by the leader of the martial arts guild.
Danwoo Sung tapped the table with his hand.
The centurion walked in, barely able to catch his breath, placed his sword on the table, and walked away.
Then, Danwoo-seong threw his sword towards Sajo-ui.
As Sajo-ui grabbed the sword, Danwoo-seong spoke.
"Cut off the little fingers of each of the men still alive here. If you don't keep what I said earlier, I'll track you down to Habuk and kill you one by one. Let's see, starting with the General… Be a man."
Sajo responded as if he would negotiate until the end.
“If you cut off your little finger, it will be difficult to hold the sword, which means you will lose the war, so find another way.”
Danwoo Seong replied.
“Another way.”
When Sajoui nodded, Danwooseong responded as if he would accept it.
"Then let's give it one eye. Like Xiahou Dun… Those who want to cut off their fingers, give up one. Those who don't want that, give up an eye. Don't ask for any more negotiations. I've been patient."
Danwoo Sung said, pointing to the crowd with his finger.
“You each have your own swords…. Do as you please. And for the women I sent to the General’s barracks, collect their allowances and send them back to their hometowns. I’m tired of arguing with you all, so if things don’t go my way, I’ll take them one by one…. General!”
Danwoo-seong shouted.
Sajo-i responded with formal language without realizing it.
“Yes, yes.”
Danwoo Seong said with his eyes wide open.
“Fingers or eyes? Choose.”
Danwoo Sung's expression seemed to explode after holding it in for so long. Just as he seemed about to jump up, he suddenly appeared, clutching Sajoui's neck, and plucked out his right eye with his finger.
Phew!
“Kkaaa······Hop!”
Danwoo-seong shoved Sajo-ui's eyeball into his mouth and then struck his chin. Then, drawing his Baekhon Sword, he looked at the other generals and spoke.
“Cut it off. Before I cut off your neck.”
Then other generals cut off their own fingers in terror.
Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok!
Only then did Danwoo-seong put his sword back and swing his left hand toward the ceiling of the barracks.
With a loud crack, the pillars supporting the barracks were pulled out all at once, and the entire barracks were blown away with a loud noise.
Only then did they see the soldiers perfectly surrounding the barracks, waiting with their swords and shields outstretched.
Danwoo-seong looked around and smiled.
How could the soldiers dare to attack when all the generals, including Sajo, were bleeding?
Danwoo Seong said to Sajo.
“General, are you going to give it a try?”
He shouted at the people around him while holding his hand over his left eye where the sword had disappeared.
“Everyone, back off!”
Danwoo-seong asked Sajo-i as if he had blinked.
“Oh, but who was the first person to suggest that we provide military supplies to the Murim Alliance?”
After Danwoo-seong spoke, he looked around and saw the rest of the generals looking at one man.
Then, as Danwoo Seong unleashed his rage on the man who had devised the plan to secure military supplies, a gust of wind ripped his face off, sending him rolling across the floor as the generals watched. In an instant, the soldiers, lined up in formation, backed away as if they had witnessed a ghost, then fell over with a loud crash.
Danwoo Seong said while looking down at Sajoui.
“General Sa.”
"yes."
"From now on, when you see someone from the martial arts world, be polite. Then, something like this won't happen again. The martial arts alliance must be even more careful. If one of my members dies, it won't end like this."
"All right."
Danwoo Seong looked around at the ten thousand troops with both hands outstretched and said goodbye.
"Well then, generals… soldiers. See you later. I wish you good luck."
Danwoo Seong walked toward the area where the troops were gathered without deploying his light attack. The crowd naturally parted to the left and right, opening up a path.
Danwoo Seong looked left and right and spoke in an unpleasant tone.
“Behave yourself, soldiers.”
As soon as Dan Woo-seong spoke, the troops pushing back from left and right all fell to their knees. Dan Woo-seong hummed absentmindedly, then let out a thought that occurred to him.
“The official is the official, and the martial arts world is the martial arts world, so don’t bother them.”
In truth, official duties cannot always be inviolable. There have been times in history when that wasn't the case. However, as long as Danwoo Seong was the leader, rumors of what happened today would spread, solidifying the unwritten promise of inviolability of official duties.