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Episode 111: I didn’t know.
The evil Soma was delighted.
You may have lived through all sorts of experiences as a member of the Amazon, but you probably have never been involved in deciding who would be the successor to the Apostolic Alliance. No, you probably never even thought that you would be involved.
“Are you really saying that we should choose a successor?”
“Yes, it is.”
“How do you say that?”
“If the current successor, Bisain, is good, we will help him keep his position as successor, and if someone else seems to be beneficial to us, we will put him in the position. I may be a broad-minded person, but I think that the successor to the Apostolic Alliance should be someone who is completely beneficial to the church, regardless of their individual character.”
Of course, it has to be someone who is beneficial not only to the school but also to me.
“Then we should have the most retarded guy sit down.”
“No, if we do that, the martial arts world will become unstable. At the very least, we should put someone in charge whose actions can be predicted. In any case, if we handle this matter well, we will have made a great contribution to our school.”
The evil Soma laughed loudly. It would be fun to face a formidable opponent like Seok Gwan-chu, but if he could gain merit for it, it would be killing two birds with one stone.
“Are we finally going to see the world of science and engineering?”
Expectation flashed across his eyes.
“No. This world is still Soma’s world.”
“My world?”
“If Soma-nim wasn’t here, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place. Would I have ever thought of facing the elder of the Apostolic Alliance alone?”
“Are you using your flattery skills again?”
“Why is divine skill called divine skill? It takes a lifetime of practice.”
The evil Soma was amused by my joke. The situation that came back was interesting.
Ian and Cheongmyeon were sent to Anga where Cheonhwaruju was.
He gave the order to guard Cheonhwaruju, but there were two other reasons.
First of all, it is dangerous. Now that it has been revealed that the main enemy is the Apostolic Alliance Elder Seok Gwan-chu, there is no telling what kind of expert will emerge in the future.
The second is that Ian and Cheongmyeon want to spend time together. I told Ian. Your subordinate is yours to get. Whether he can do it or not is up to Ian. I just hope that Ian’s vessel can hold Cheongmyeon.
Before he left, Ian said just one thing to me.
“If you do something wrong, I will die too.”
“Okay, fight as if you had two lives.”
Cheongmyeon watched the scene and bowed his head respectfully to the evil soma. The evil soma did not say anything.
I have never seen the blunt and evil Soma and Cheongmyeon converse with their subordinates outside of official orders.
After sending the two people to Anga, the evil Soma and I ran towards the light air.
“Where are we going?”
“I’m going to Baekya Valley to meet Visain.”
I told Visan a while ago that the people who tried to kill the evil Soma were the Bloodthirsty Five Spirits of Baekyagok.
Since no new news has been heard from Visain or Baekya Valley since then, it means that Visain has not yet solved the problem of finding the mastermind in Baekya Valley.
* * *
Visain was drinking at a tavern near Baekya Valley.
His face was red. Not because he was drunk, but because he was angry. The scars on his face became more hideous as his worries hardened.
He still had not figured out the mastermind. It was valuable information he had received in exchange for a huge sum of money for defeating the Baekgye Sangdan in Guizhou, but things did not go as planned.
Until I got here, I had somehow pressured Baekyagokju to confess that he had tried to kill the evil Soma by making Hyeolsuoyeong do it.
If that didn’t work, he would try to force a confession by force. If it was him and the seven other apostles, even the Baekya Song masters and Baekya Song masters wouldn’t be able to do anything.
However, when they arrived at Baekya Valley, Baekya Valley Lord had already gone out somewhere. He had been here the day before they arrived, but he had hurriedly left the valley with only his men.
He tried to find out the whereabouts of Baekyagokju by scaring his subordinates, but they did not know.
I had a feeling that maybe he had heard in advance that I was coming. The secret kept leaking out.
Visain emptied his glass of wine again. Suddenly, Geommu-geuk came to mind. Whenever he felt cornered, he would think of him without realizing it.
‘Useless.’
It was just then that Visain was about to drink again, as if trying to shake off the black magic.
A man wearing a bamboo hat strode towards the seat where he was sitting. The seven Apostles Thirteen Rang sitting around him suddenly stood up and drew their swords.
Then the man who approached took off his hat and revealed himself.
“Long time no see.”
The man who came to find her was none other than Geommu-geuk. When he appeared while she was thinking about Geommu-geuk, Bisain was really surprised.
“How did you know I was here?”
Visain glared at Geommugeuk with a suspicious face.
On the other hand, the sword dance was calm.
“It’s obvious that you would have come to Baekya Valley since I gave you the information. How could you not find me when you’re running around like this?”
Geommu-geuk looked at the surrounding Apostolic 13rang. There were eight unmanned people moving around, but it was said that he could quickly find where they were.
“Can I sit down?”
“Okay then.”
The sword dance was sitting in front of the visa sign.
Bisain ordered the Sadoshipsamrang to sit down. Everyone sat down tensely. Ilang Baekcheolgi sat next to Bisain, ready to draw his sword at any moment.
“Why did you come here?”
Although he asked bluntly, Bisain was secretly happy for the sword dance. He shouldn’t feel that way, but he kept feeling like he wanted to rely on it.
“I have come to inform you of some important information.”
“what?”
“I found out who was behind this.”
At that moment, Visain was startled. Not only that, but Baek Cheol-gi, who was standing next to him, and the other 13 apostles were all surprised.
“Who is that?”
The sword dance did not answer right away.
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“I can’t just give away such important information.”
The next moment, Visain looked at the sword dance with a feeling of “Oh no.”
‘Lee Gong-ja, you made a big mistake.’
I shouldn’t have said such an important thing here.
The reason was precisely because of the thirteen apostles.
Visain suspected that among the seven apostles following him, there was a spy planted by someone who wanted to kill him.
Things haven’t been going well for me lately, and I thought it was because spies were leaking information to the other side first.
When I arrived at Baekya Valley this time and saw that Baekya Valley Master was away, my suspicions were confirmed. Someone must have been passing information on to the other side.
With such important information leaked in this situation, it was only a matter of time before it reached the mastermind.
The reason I sent a telegram to Geommugeuk earlier was to tell him this and ask for help, but I couldn’t bring myself to ask for help.
He regretted sending the telegram in vain. How could the successor of the Apostolic Alliance help the blood relatives of Cheonma? He could not even begin to tell how much he reproached himself for trying such an absurd thing.
“I’m thirsty after coming from far away.”
The swordsman held out a glass.
Visain poured alcohol into Geommugeuk’s glass.
Just then, the sound of the sword dance reached Bisain.
―Let’s talk about the details starting with the rat.
―!
The hand of the waiter who was pouring the drink stopped for a moment and then finished pouring it again.
Visain could tell. That Geommugeuk knew exactly what he was in. His heart began to beat faster at the thought that perhaps the problem he had been struggling with might be solved.
This is the change after meeting Geommu-geuk. Interest keeps making his heart beat faster. It keeps making him compare himself and makes him feel shabby.
‘shit!’
It makes you look forward to it.
That night, a masked man silently descended onto the roof of the largest inn in town.
He hid something under the tiles at the end of the roof. There was a set rule for sending secret letters. In any village you went to, there was someone who would hide a secret letter in the corner of the roof of the largest guest house in the village and take it and send it as a messenger. If it was in the mountains, there was a designated tree to hide it in, and if it was in the fields, there was a designated place to bury it.
As I was trying to hide the secret letter and hurriedly leave the place, someone spoke from behind.
“The Sword Dance Theater finds out the identity of the mastermind.”
When the masked man turned around in surprise, he saw that Geommugeuk, who had approached him silently, had taken out the secret letter he had hidden and was reading it.
Geommugeuk came out after confirming that he had fallen asleep while drinking with Bisain at Baekyagok’s residence.
“I was a light sleeper. While I was sleeping, I heard someone sneaking out like a burglar.”
The masked man realized in an instant that this was all a trap. He had rushed because he thought the information he had to share was too important, and that was the cause of his trouble.
Just then, the masked man was about to run away.
“I’ll run after you and tell everyone. The one who’s currently absent from the Thirteen Apostles is a traitor. I’m confident in my lightness, so no one will be able to get back faster than me.”
The masked man stopped moving in surprise, and Geommugeuk provoked him.
“It would be better if you kill me here and now. At least then your identity won’t be revealed.”
The masked man turned towards Geommu-geuk and drew his sword.
The masked man still didn’t say a word. He didn’t know what would happen, and he didn’t want to make his voice heard.
Since things had turned out this way anyway, there was only one way. Kill him and go back quietly, pretending not to know.
The masked man rushed straight towards the sword dance.
Shhh!
As expected from someone known to be stronger than the Amazons when the two come together, the masked man’s movements were amazing.
Shhhh.
The masked man’s new form quickly closed the distance and flew towards Geommugeuk.
visor!
The moment their swords first clashed, the masked man’s heart sank. At that moment, when he almost dropped his sword, he realized that Geommu-geuk had far more internal energy than he did.
It wasn’t just his internal energy that was outstanding.
Buck! Buck!
His herbivorous diet, which had been so easily able to kill his enemies until now, was completely useless.
His attacks aimed at vital points were invariably blocked by the sword of the Geommu Theater. It felt like he was using all his strength, but his opponent was just blocking it roughly.
The masked man, who sensed the obvious difference in skill, flew in the opposite direction after a dozen or so tens of thousands of seconds. He only thought that he could survive if he ran away far away.
Right then!
Peeing!
puck!
A gust of wind pierced his thigh.
He rolled on the floor with a single scream and then jumped up. The person blocking his way was none other than the evil Soma.
“A man turns his back on you during a fight? Aren’t you ashamed?”
The masked man’s eyes turned red with shame.
The sword dance was already in the background. The problem was that the people who appeared there were not these two people.
“Yukrang!”
The masked man’s heart sank at the sound of his name being called.
Visain and the rest of the thirteen apostles appeared.
The masked man was none other than the sixth of the Thirteen Apostles, the Sixth Wing. Their leader, Ilrang Baek Cheol-gi, was truly angry.
“Did you really betray me?”
Even after seeing it with his own eyes, Baek Cheol-gi couldn’t believe it. If someone had asked him to choose the thirteen apostles in order of least likely betrayal, the first person he would choose would have been Yuk-rang.
“Why on earth are you doing this? Didn’t you know that the thirteenth apostle shouldn’t get involved in politics?”
The six-legged man took off his mask.
“Why not?”
“what?”
“Why do we have to live by rules that we don’t even know who set?”
“You punk, then what more could you have hoped for while living as an unmanned being? If you didn’t want to live this kind of life, you shouldn’t have sworn allegiance in the first place!”
“Because I didn’t know. I didn’t know that I would end up living such a miserable life with all the martial arts I’ve honed my entire life! I didn’t know that I would end up running around like this just to protect one grand prince!”
For a moment, Visain’s expression hardened. He didn’t know that Yukrang was following him with such feelings. Do the others feel the same way?
Illang shouted at him.
“Put your excuses aside! What did they give you? What on earth could they give you to escape this miserable life?”
Yukrang couldn’t answer. It wasn’t something he could say to Ilrang or his other colleagues. He couldn’t bring himself to say that he had been promised a huge amount of money and a high position.
“I am not a traitor. I was just trying to find my life!”
Yukrang, who had shouted out loud, chose an opponent to fight with. The person he chose was Geommugeuk.
“It’s all your fault!”
Yukrang flew towards Geommu Geuk.
Even when he wasn’t excited, he was no match for her, but now he was even hurt.
Just then, as I was pouring out my energy towards the sword dance theater.
Phew!
The blade pierced through his back and protruded into his chest.
When Yukrang slowly turned his head, Bisain was standing behind him.
“… … This is all your fault.”
Bisain spoke bluntly to Yukrang’s resentment.
“You said it was because of the engineer earlier.”
Visain pulled out his sword, as if he didn’t want to continue the conversation.
Under the moonlight, a fountain of blood spurted out from Yukrang’s body. If he had stood still, Geommu-geuk would have been covered in blood, but he dodged to the side. This fight was, after all, a family feud between the Sadomaengs.
Visain asked Geommugeuk while holding the sword dripping with blood in his hand.
“Now, tell me. Who is behind this?”