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◈ Gwiryeongsan Mountain (1)
After hearing the whole story, Mujin asked with a stern expression.
“So, are you saying that Salmak’s assassins attacked this morning?”
In response to Mujin’s question, Hyedam, who had put cloth on various parts of her body to treat her wounds, nodded with her characteristic blunt expression.
‘… … ‘Is that why it became such a mess?’
It was surprising in many ways.
It was only a few hours after the battle that they were able to clear up this much.
Although you could see some blood stains here and there, there were no pools of blood or corpses.
From what I heard, this is despite the fact that more than two hundred assassins died here.
Moreover, the façade, walls, and floor were all broken. The casualties were fairly low.
Since they were assassins who used stealth techniques and even poisoned their weapons, there was no damage at all, but it was minor compared to the damage inflicted by Salmak.
However, that is only when you think about it objectively.
“… … .”
As there were minimal casualties, the atmosphere within the Shaolin grounds was very serious.
In that atmosphere, Mujin slowly turned his gaze to look at Mukyung.
‘… … That’s why he was using that strange hero gun.’
When I first saw Mu-gyeong with a piece of loose cloth tied to her forehead with the words [Hang-man-bul-toe] written on it. Mu-jin thought that Mu-kyung was being bullied by Hye-gwan again.
However, even Mujin could not have predicted that Hyegwan would have lost her life due to Salmak.
Mujin was worried about Mukyung in many ways.
Mu-gyeong always seemed to be bullied by Hye-gwan, but they lived together for nearly ten years. It was a period in which one could not help but feel bad feelings and good feelings.
Hye-gwan was just not the type of person to express affection through words.
Mu-jin knew that the bullying was ultimately an action to teach Mu-gyeong, and Mu-gyeong was probably aware of it to some extent.
If Moo-jin and Hyeon-gwang’s relationship was like that of grandfather and grandson, Mu-kyung and Hye-gwan were like uncle and nephew, who do a lot of bad things and adults hate them, but somehow have fun together.
That person sacrificed himself to prevent his own rampage.
Of course, Hye-gwan would not have thought of herself as a ‘sacrifice’, but it was highly likely that Moo-gyeong would think that way.
When Mujin was wondering how to comfort Mukyung.
Mu-kyung, who had been quietly observing the situation, was the first to open her mouth.
“Monk Bangjang. “I have one request.”
“Tell me.”
“I think it would be a good idea to attack directly Mt. Gwiryeong Mountain in Gwiju Castle, where the Salmak’s stronghold is located. Monk Bangjang.”
“!!!”
Hyuncheon looked surprised at Mu-gyeong’s suggestion and asked back.
“Mukyung. I know your heart well. For us too, the death of Hyegwan Sajil is heartbreaking. However, it is too dangerous to go there for personal revenge.”
“It’s not because of personal revenge. Although Sajo did not pursue the Salmak from the beginning, he eventually succeeded in finding their home base. Salmak are people who make money by killing, and they are living a life of great sin. “I just don’t want to waste the information that Hyegwan Sajo learned while losing his life.”
“… … .”
In response to Mu-gyeong’s answer, Hye-gwan looked into Mu-gyeong’s eyes without saying a word.
Isn’t that just an excuse for revenge? It was because I was worried that the child might go crazy with blood again.
However, Mu-gyeong’s eyes looked calm despite the deadly battle with the assassins last night.
However, even if Mu-gyeong did not go crazy, not all problems could be solved.
There were many problems in attacking Salmak’s stronghold.
When the room leader, Hyeon-cheon, and those around him were thinking about this issue.
An unexpected voice intervened.
“I don’t think it’s a bad idea. ha ha ha.”
The owner of that voice was none other than Zhuge Mu-hwan.
When he came to Shaolin with Mujin, he waved his fan and said this with a face that concealed his true feelings.
“Why do you think that?”
To Hyeon-cheon’s question, Zhuge Mu-hwan answered.
“It is said that the assassins of Salmak attacked Shaolin early this morning, so the correct news must not have reached their home base yet. If we leave now, we might be able to arrive by the time they are ready to prepare.”
“However, in a situation where a civil war between political factions could soon break out, it is too dangerous to put up a fight.”
To Hyeon-cheon’s words, Zhuge Wu-hwan responded by folding his fan.
“That’s something we need to think about the other way around.”
“What do you mean, the opposite?”
“On the surface, it is a civil war between political factions, but in reality, isn’t it a war against the force called ‘New Heaven’? Monk Bangjang. And the force called Shincheon is already reaching out to Safa as well. “If a civil war between political factions begins, the Sadyoryun will probably attack Shaolin at the right time.”
“!!!”
“So, it is better to remove the skin now for later work. And above all.”
Zhuge Wuhuan paused for a moment, raised the corners of his mouth, made a fake smile, and spoke.
“In wartime, what soldiers like me fear the most are not brave enemy commanders, but assassins. ha ha ha.”
Mujin let out an exclamation inwardly.
When I wondered why that guy was suddenly helping Mu-gyeong, he ended up claiming that he wanted to live and that they should set up a shelter.
As expected, he was a guy who really valued his life.
However, Hyeon-cheon did not fall for Zhuge Wu-hwan’s words so easily.
“No matter how much the Sadoryun intervenes in the future, we cannot afford to send them to the shelter when a civil war is about to break out.”
“If that’s the case, you don’t need to worry too much. Hehehe. “The Shaolin Divine Dragon has already sowed the seeds.”
“???”
“???”
At Zhuge Mu-hwan’s words, not only Hyeon-cheon but also Mu-jin looked at him with a puzzled look.
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‘seed? I?’
As everyone looked puzzled, Zhuge Mu-hwan opened his mouth to explain.
“The fight between political factions is about justification. Do you know why?”
“Well, aren’t they trying to pretend they are good guys?”
In response to Mujin’s answer, Zhuge Wuhuan responded by spreading out his fan.
“That is correct. “Then why do you think he’s trying to pretend to be a good guy?”
“… … To avoid being pointed at by other guys?”
“Well, to put it mildly, it is true. Specifically, there are two main reasons. First of all, it is because the political faction is not a unified organization.”
“???”
“Let’s think briefly. “No matter how old the faction is or the five factions, if you go to war with all the small and medium factions located throughout the central plains, will you be able to win?”
“ah… … .”
Only then did Mujin realize what was being said and let out a faint exclamation.
Shaolin and all small and medium sects throughout the central plains are at war? Of course, it was Shaolin’s inevitable defeat. This was the same for other Gupailbang and Odaesae.
Although the number of masters may be many from the old group or the five major families, the difference in numbers is too large.
“That’s why the cause is important. This is because it is dangerous if you continue to act as you please without any justification and end up at odds with all of them. And the second reason is similar, but it is to make their allies think that they are right. By nature, humans can be cruel when doing what they believe is right. On the other hand, when he does something he is reluctant to do, he tends to hesitate.”
Mujin, who heard the other person’s entire story, made a puzzled expression.
It wasn’t that I didn’t understand the explanation. only.
“Why are you talking about that now?”
I just didn’t know why this story was important right now.
“What I wanted to say is that cause is that important in political factions. And, currently, two causes are clashing in political factions. “Thanks to the seeds that the Shaolin God Dragon left behind when he left for his mission.”
“ah… … .”
Only then did Mujin realize what kind of seed he was talking about.
On his way out of the mission, he proudly declared that he was not guilty.
In addition, as the allied forces, including Zhuge Jinxi, remained there, there was room for the Sino-Soviet faction to spread the word about our cause.
“If the causes are so widely divided. It is difficult for political factions to move carelessly. Each faction needs time to express its position, and after some sort of resolution is reached, the war is bound to begin. In other words, we have some time to shelter in place for the next few days.”
“And putting up a tent will also give strength to our cause.”
“That’s right. Monk Bangjang. As a member of a political faction, what could be more right than attacking a group of assassins?”
Zhuge Wuhuan, who succeeded in persuading Xuantian, put on his signature fake smile.
From Mujin’s perspective, it seemed like he was happy because his life had been extended by cutting the salmak.
* * *
In the end, thanks to Zhuge Mu-hwan’s persuasion, it was decided to attack Mt. Gwiryeong, the home of Salmak.
However, a decision was not made to launch a large-scale invasion.
If the number becomes too large, it is inevitable that they will be noticed in various ways, so it was decided to dispatch a separate unit made up of a small number of elites.
Close to a hundred assassins were killed by Hye-gwan and Mu-gyeong, and this time, more than two hundred assassins died again when attacking Shaolin.
Since Salmak had already suffered enormous damage, it was judged that an attack could be sufficiently carried out by a separate unit made up of experts.
Also, there was no need to give Salmak time to react, so a separate team was quickly formed.
“Sajo. “I will come back.”
And this time, Mugung, who went to Shaolin as part of a separate unit, greeted Hyedam, his ancestor, as class president.
It felt awkward.
At first, I thought it was because King Sajo, who always looked strong, had bandages wrapped all over his body.
However, even though he looked like a patient, Hyedam was still Hyedam. She still looked strong, as if her injuries were meaningless.
If so, where was the awkwardness?
“Take care.”
Hyedam responded to Mugung’s greeting in his characteristic grave tone.
‘???’
It was a strange thing. The taciturn King Sajo he knew was someone who would just nod once in silence and end things instead of saying hello.
Even that wasn’t the end.
“On behalf of me, who must protect Shaolin, come and destroy the evil enemies. “I will take away all the sins you will accumulate.”
Only after hearing those words did Mugung realize what was awkward.
Hyedam’s eyes always seemed indifferent.
Even when I scolded him, I felt a trace of emotion beyond those eyes, which felt even scarier because I felt no emotions.
Because of the years they had been together, Mugung was able to vaguely understand the type of emotion.
“… … “We will destroy all evil enemies and return safely.”
In response to the sturdy Mugung’s pledge, Hyedam silently nodded.
* * *
A detachment of Shaolin departed from Songshan Mountain.
There were about twenty people who belonged to the separate group. Excluding the undisciplined group of four, most of them were first-generation disciples, and some of the most outstanding disciples of this second generation were also included.
Instead of moving in a straight line from Henan Province to Guizhou Province located in the southwest, they first moved southward in a light attack.
After traveling for half a day, they arrived near Tianzhong Mountain, located in southern Henan Province. From that point on, Mu-gyeong led the group.
And after a while.
Mu-gyeong stopped in front of a small, ridged piece of land hidden in the bushes of a mountain path.
“Sajo. Forgive me for being late.”
Mu-gyeong immediately said that, opened the bottle of liquor she had brought with her, and began pouring the liquor onto the smooth ground.
That bottle of alcohol was the bottle that Hyegwan handed over to the woman during the last battle. It could be said to be a keepsake that Hyegwan used at the end.
And that ridged land could be said to be Hye-gwan’s temporary grave, which Mu-gyeong had hastily created in the midst of an emergency.
“… … .”
Mu-gyeong poured himself a drink without saying anything and just stared at the tombstone in silence.
It was an urgent situation to strike the salmak immediately, but no one cleaned up Mu-gyeong.
No, the others also remained silent as class leaders, each saying their final goodbyes to Hye-gwan, who had already left.
After some time had passed.
After controlling his mind, Mu-gyeong turned around and took the class leader from the monks and the monks.
“Sorry for the delay.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“We also needed time to compose ourselves.”
In response to the Shaolin adults’ kind response, Mu-gyeong bowed her head again.
When it seemed like the final greetings were over, the two disciples of Lee University who were with the detachment approached the tomb.
“Then, now let’s take Hyegwan Sabaek to Shaolin.”
“So be it.”
They were not people who came to take care of the grave, but people who came together for a while to lead Hyegwan’s body to Shaolin.
The two great disciples of Lee moved the body along with the dirt from the ground where Hye-gwan was buried into the coffin, then carried the coffin and headed toward the direction where Shaolin was located.
The Shaolin detachment, which had been watching Hye-gwan’s belated return to Shaolin until the end, then turned towards the direction where Gwiju Castle was located.
There was a delay due to this incident, but in some ways, it might have been a blessing in disguise.
As they headed towards Guizhou Castle, their faces suddenly had a solemn look.
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