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Taejonbirok Volume 16, Episode 4
Chapter 88: The Lazy Man Cries (4)
“You don’t seem to have any intention of stopping.”
Wi Jeong-han was looking out the window at the pouring rain with a somewhat sad look.
It's always been like that.
It always rained like this when something huge and life-changing happened. It was like that day, and it was like that a few days ago. That's why Wi Jeong-han couldn't enjoy the rain as much as he used to.
When it rains, bitter memories become fragments and stab his heart.
Slurp.
The wine that fills the glass has not changed from the past.
The rain pouring down as if there was a hole in the sky was no different from the past.
If anything has changed, it is himself.
And the circumstances surrounding him.
Wi Jeong-han looked down at the wine that was filling his glass.
Sometimes, Red Eyed Wolf would quietly look down at his glass. Wi Jeong-han thought he was doing this to see his own reflection in the glass.
It was only recently that I learned that wasn't the case.
What Jeokmokwoo was looking at was not his own reflection in the glass, but the world reflected in the glass.
Different from here.
A strangely twisted world, different from reality.
When reality is so arduous and heavy, even the world reflected in a glass of wine appears beautiful. Only now did Wi Jeong-han realize the immense burden and pain Jeokmokwoo had suffered in the past.
Wi Jeong-han quietly lifted his glass and poured the full amount of alcohol into his mouth in one gulp.
As the strong scent of the fire hit my throat, I felt myself coming to my senses a little.
“If you drink without any side dishes, you’ll get sick.”
Wi Jeong-han quietly turned his head.
Wei Yanho, with a slightly pale complexion, was standing at the door.
“Are you awake?”
“A little while ago.”
“Come in.”
"yes."
Wi Yeon-ho sat down across from Wi Jeong-han with a calm expression. Wi Jeong-han, in turn, said nothing to him.
He simply placed the glass of wine that was sitting on the corner of the table in front of Wi Yeon-ho.
“I think this is the first time I’ve given you alcohol.”
“I think so.”
“Have a drink.”
"yes."
When Wi Jeong-han picked up the bottle of wine, Wi Yeon-ho held out a glass and took the wine.
Slowly, never rushing, clear wine poured into Wei Yanhu's glass. As Wei Zhenghan, who had poured nearly to the brim, lowered the bottle, Wei Yanhu raised the glass to his lips.
Wi Yeon-ho, who had downed the strong alcohol in one gulp, frowned and put down his glass.
“I don’t know why I eat this. It’s just bitter.”
“Right. Just write.”
Wi Jeong-han smiled brightly.
Alcohol is just bitter.
Always.
A loose silence fell.
We both had something to say, but neither of us knew how to bring it up.
“What happened?”
It was Wei Yanho who broke the silence.
Even though it was a question that had to be asked, the moment Wi Jeong-han heard it, he couldn't help but feel his heart sink.
He knew this moment would come someday, but it came sooner than he thought.
Wi Jeong-han didn't answer, but quietly reached out and grabbed the bottle. Only after filling his own glass and taking a sip was he able to calm his mind.
“I don’t know where to start explaining.”
“I don’t even know where to start.”
Wi Yeon-ho sighed.
He knew that it wasn't something to be upset about simply because there was another truth.
Perhaps the person who suffered the most from this truth was Wi Jeong-han. It was a truth that could be hidden, and if it could be concealed, it should be. But as with all truths, once even a little bit was revealed, there was no stopping it.
Wi Yeon-ho clenched his fist.
If you can't go back, you have no choice but to move forward.
“Brother…….”
Wei Yanho took a deep breath and opened his mouth.
Even though he knew that saying this would be irreversible, Wei Yanhu had no choice but to speak up.
“Are you my older brother?”
***
The new detective was reading the letter with a stern face.
“Hmm…….”
The scroll slowly burned in the hand of the divine investigator, who had quietly folded it. Having completely erased the scroll's existence from the world, the divine investigator gazed out the window with gloomy eyes.
'Sanhora… … .'
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The Gwangma, or Gwanghyeolmaje, is the bishop of the Demonic Cult.
But the fact that the author, who is the bishop of that cult, took the risk of coming all the way to Hanam, the heart of the Central Plains, and did it…
'You mean you took the coral?'
It was something I couldn't understand at all.
If there's something he can't understand, there's only one conclusion. There's something he doesn't know. There's a reason the Demonic Cult must take Wisanho with them, even at the risk of their lives.
But what on earth is the reason?
'I need more information.'
The new investigator reconsidered the contents of the scroll, which he had engraved in his mind. He found nothing unusual in the scroll, which contained only accurate facts. This fact worried the investigator.
"How can you be this calm when your own child has been taken away?"
Of course, a man of some dignity could write a report in this situation, trying to convey only the facts, without any emotion. But…
'There is no urgency.'
How could he remain so calm when his child was being taken away by the bishop of the Demonic Cult? Moreover, the report contained no instructions on how to rescue him.
It felt like a mixture of resignation that it was impossible to get Weisanho out of the hands of the Demonic Cult, and a strange sense of relief that they wouldn't harm Weisanho.
The new detective's eyes narrowed.
'August… … .'
If he is a person of high standing, it is not so strange.
After the war, he softened considerably, becoming the impression he has today. However, during the war, Wi Jeong-han was a man as sharp as a blade. It wouldn't be surprising if that past personality resurfaced.
Because the righteous of the past would not have any regrets even about the death of their children if it was for a just cause.
But what is this subtle sense of discomfort?
The new detective opened his mouth quietly.
“Who is there?”
Then a voice came from the ceiling.
“Yes, sir.”
“Go and bring all the materials related to the above.”
"yes!"
As the sound disappeared, the detective sighed quietly.
I'm not doubting Wi Jeong-han. He wouldn't harm Jeongmu-maeng. He was a true swordsman. But people tend to harbor a few secrets they can't tell others. In these turbulent times, aren't those secrets the biggest variables?
As Kang-ho's senior and a cherished figure, I wanted to turn a blind eye and ignore him, but he was a soldier of the Jeongmu Alliance. There was no room for humane consideration in this situation.
Even though it was extremely bitter to inspect the Wei Dynasty, it was a task that the Shin Gi-su had to take on.
“Are we in trouble again?”
A bitterness was evident in the detective's voice.
Back then, it was like that.
It was a time when the romanticism of entrusting your back to a comrade fighting alongside you was unattainable. We were forced to be suspicious of one another, and with no one to trust, we couldn't even sleep soundly.
That's what troubled times are like.
The thought of those horrific times coming back again made Shin Gi-su sigh deeply.
How many more lives will be lost in the mists of time?
If I could stop the chaos with this old life, I would die smiling… … .
“Are you inside?”
The new detective suddenly stood up from his seat.
You must have been so deep in thought. You didn't even notice the leader coming.
“Yes, please come in.”
The door opened and Kwon Geuk came inside.
Shin Gi-su bowed politely.
“If you had sent a link, I would have gone, but why……”
“Even the restaurant chef knows that the soldiers are the busiest in the army. How could I take away their precious time?”
There was sincerity in Kwon Geuk's voice.
“I will prepare the tea.”
“No, that’s fine. Sit down a bit.”
As Kwon Geuk sat down, Shin Gi-su quickly walked to sit across from him.
“Things seem to be going badly, is that right?”
“Yes. Strange things are happening.”
“Something strange?”
Kwon Geuk opened his eyes slightly.
As the new detective finished explaining everything with a stern expression, Kwon Geuk's face also darkened.
“I took the coral…….”
Shin Gi-su waited for Kwon Geuk's words without saying anything.
"soldier."
"yes."
“Why do you think they took Coral?”
“……To be honest, I have absolutely no idea what their intentions are. However……”
"but?"
The new detective nodded.
“If there is anyone who has the key to unlocking the secret, it would be a noble thing.”
Kwon Geuk closed his eyes without saying a word.
He, too, has weathered difficult times. He must understand what the investigator is saying.
“The wise man I know is not the kind of person who would plot a plot.”
"I agree. But the world isn't twisted by conspiracies alone. You know very well that the most difficult situations to resolve are those where upright good intentions distort things."
“What do you want me to do?”
The new detective answered in a gloomy voice.
“First, we need to send Wi Jeong-han away.”
“Transportation? Did you just say transport?”
"If the word 'submission' offends you, let's call it 'summoning.' Our immediate priority is to determine what exactly is happening to Wisanho."
“It’s urgent…….”
Kwon Geuk raised his hand and rubbed his face.
No one knows better than him how terrifying the Demonic Cult's bishops are. After all, the person most frequently entangled with them in the martial arts world is none other than Kwon Geuk.
Such a bishop pushed his way into the Central Plains and captured Wisanho.
What on earth does this mean?
"Is Wisanho really that important? Why?"
Even though Wisanho was the world's greatest late-stage index, from the Demonic Cult's perspective, he was nothing more than a non-believer and a novice. And yet, the bishop set out to capture Wisanho?
"soldier."
"yes."
"Whatever it takes, I'll do it. Just make sure Jeonghan is brought into the fold as quickly as possible."
“I will obey your orders.”
Kwon Geuk looked out the window with gloomy eyes.
'I guess I hate it more because I'm used to it.'
In the past, it was quite commonplace. You had to doubt your allies even though you knew they weren't. The fact that such a situation was happening again was crushing Kwon Geuk's heart.
“What are the movements of the Demonic Cult?”
“There is not even a slight movement.”
“Hmm…….”
So you're saying they're making such a big deal out of it and not taking action? Then what on earth are they planning?
“First of all, let’s…….”
thud!
At that moment, the door opened violently.
“Oh, we’re in big trouble!”
"this……."
The new detective shouted with an angry face.
"Are you saying you don't know I'm meeting the leader right now? I don't know what's going on, but…"
"war!"
The new detective kept his mouth shut.
“It’s war, sir! It’s happening!”
The faces of Kwon Geuk and Shin Gi-su simultaneously hardened like stone.
The words I was so afraid of have finally come out.