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◈ The Battle of Jeongsa (1)
It was hot.
It felt as if I had been dragged into the super-heated hell, one of the eight hells mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures.
Flames were rising everywhere, and the heat was so intense that it was hard to breathe.
Meanwhile, Buddhist scriptures that sound like the voice of Buddha can be heard from all directions.
But when I listened closely, I realized that the voice was not Buddha’s.
‘… … Has the Lord been dragged into the super-heated hell too?’
Hye-dam’s all too familiar voice was echoing from all directions.
Hye-dam, who seems to be the literal embodiment of the word ‘martial monk’, fell into hell.
It sounded like a ridiculous story, but for some reason, Mugung felt convinced.
‘You said that you achieved great things in the battle with Salmak.’
When Mugung started to accept the reality that he had fallen into hell.
‘… … ?’
Some of the hot iron plates that had been heating my whole body were gone.
No, more than just disappearing, I felt a chill all over my skin.
It was a strange thing.
It was definitely cold, but somehow that cold felt warm.
And thanks to that cold, I gained the strength to withstand the heat that was raging all around.
“Phew.”
The completely blocked airway opened, and Mugung let out a hot breath.
Is it because my breathing has become easier and I have the strength to endure the heat?
After taking a few deep breaths, Mugung was soon able to realize an important fact.
The heat that had been filling all around and burning him up was actually coming from within him, not from all around.
‘The Lord is trying to save me until the end.’
He began to concentrate and control his inner self, following the voice of Hye-dam Sa-jo that resonated from all directions.
He controlled the boiling heat, and sometimes strictly controlled the wild and raging temper, and sometimes let it go, slowly leading it to the lower abdomen.
Mugung, who had somehow managed to control his energy, opened his eyes with a deep breath.
It was dark all around, but thanks to having passed through a wall, everything was clearly visible to Mu-gung’s eyes.
It wasn’t the last battle fought. It wasn’t visible from inside the carriage.
‘Is this a hospital?’
Judging from the faint smell of medicinal herbs wafting from all over the room, it seemed to be a medical clinic.
After checking the location where he was, Mugung soon realized that something was strange.
Something other than a bandage was wrapped around my body. Something that felt cold and yet paradoxically warm, just like in my dream.
Mugung, who had turned his head in puzzlement, froze in place.
“Baek… … Young Lady?”
She was wrapped around his entire body. Because of the difference in size, she looked like a cicada clinging to an old tree.
Was it because of the call of the Mugung? Or was it because of the Mugung’s tossing and turning? Her closed eyes opened and she raised her head to look at the Mugung.
“You’re awake.”
She was mumbling softly, as if she was still half asleep.
“What, what is going on?”
On the contrary, Mugung asked in a sleepy, rambling tone.
To his question, Baek Ga-ryeong answered with a faint smile.
“The monk fell into a state of obsession due to the excessive fighting. It was as if his whole body was a ball of fire. And I fell into a state of obsession as well. I thought I was a bit stronger now, but it seems that this journey was a bit too much. My whole body turned into ice. Just like before.”
With her answer, Mu-gung, who was feeling dizzy, was able to roughly understand the situation.
Baek Ga-ryeong, whose body turned into a ball of fire due to the possession of a coin, and herself, whose body turned into ice due to the possession of a coin.
By putting the two together, they protected each other with their warmth and coldness.
Of course, it was an absurd solution.
“Who, who suggested this plan? Seo, could it be that Mujin forced you to do this?”
Mu-gung asked, thinking that only Mu-jin could do such a thing, but Baek Ga-ryeong shook her head slightly.
“It was my opinion.”
She omitted the rest of the story.
Her opinion was correct, but it was accepted thanks to Mujin.
In a world where it is common for men and women to not sit together when they are seven years old, it is unbelievable for a monk to spend the night embracing a woman.
Everyone in Shaolin was against it, but Mujin pushed it through with the excuse that it was a ‘medical procedure to save lives’, so it was successful.
Baek Ga-ryeong, who briefly recalled Mu-jin persuading the Shaolin monks, smiled faintly.
It wasn’t because of Mujin.
It was because of the expression on Mugung’s face as he fidgeted while being held by her.
Somehow, she felt playful and curious about how Mugung would react if she slightly rubbed her body against it, but she did not act on it.
Mugung, who had just woken up from being possessed by a magic wand, was at risk of falling into the same state again.
“Haaaaaam.”
It was because I woke up from a deep sleep and felt drowsy.
“It’s really warm. It’s been a long time since I’ve slept this soundly.”
Baek Ga-ryeong, who muttered like that with a yawn, dove into Mugung’s embrace and fell asleep again, just like one would do in the middle of winter and burrow into the blanket.
“… … .”
“… … .”
After she fell asleep again, silence fell upon the room once again.
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All that could be heard was her calm, rumbling breathing.
This is just a story from outside the world.
‘Amitabha. Amitabha.’
‘Maha Prajna Paramita Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.’
‘Buddha. Please save me!!’
In Mu-gung’s mind, a fierce storm was raging.
* * *
At a medical clinic located on one side of Jeongmu-myeong, when Mugung was at a crossroads of life and death.
In the main headquarters of the Jeongmu Alliance, a meeting was in full swing.
Mujin explained to those attending the meeting the information he had obtained from the master of the sound gong, one of the three great lords of Shincheon.
And by the time all the explanations were over, everyone had similar reactions to Mujin.
“Ugh… … .”
“Why did you have to hide in Beijing, right under the imperial palace?”
“They must be crazy. They dream of overthrowing the imperial family and are building a nest right under the imperial nose.”
In response to the shaman elder’s muttering as if it was absurd, Jegal Mu-hwan opened his fan with a ‘pop’ sound as if to lighten the mood.
“It’s a wise decision. I would have done the same. As the old saying goes, it’s impossible to know what’s going on. It’s hard to imagine someone dreaming of a rebellion right in front of their noses. Also.”
There is a saying that goes, “If you keep your distance, you will lose a hundred battles.”
As Mujin spoke as if he was taking over, Zhuge Wuhwan pointed at Mujin with his fan as if to say that it was just that.
On his way back to Jeongmu Alliance, Mujin was thinking about the information he had obtained this time.
While I was on my way to rescue Mugung and his party, my head was filled with worry about them, but after that, thanks to the patients, I had no choice but to travel leisurely by carriage.
And thanks to that time of reflection, I was able to find the answer to the question I had previously pondered.
“If you think about it, it was simple. They were afraid of the imperial family, so instead of operating on a large scale despite their great power, they hid themselves and acted in secret. Isn’t that strange?”
“What do you mean?”
“Even with that much power, you fear the royal family.”
“Huh. Well, isn’t that the imperial family with 700,000 troops?”
To Hyuncheon’s question, Mujin shook his head.
“Would those who dream of conquering the martial arts world fear the seven hundred thousand strong army of the imperial family?”
“… … .”
There was a momentary silence in the battlefield, and Mujin opened his mouth after giving the others time to gather their thoughts.
“They must have a rough idea of the imperial family’s power. That’s why they have the power to wage war on the entire martial arts world alone, but they’re crouching there.”
Although their struggles have considerably weakened their enemies’ power, if they had pushed forward with force from the beginning, the story would have been different.
Because the major masters were scattered all over the martial arts world, it was possible to defeat them one by one.
“It seems that the power of the imperial family is more dangerous than the world knows.”
As Hyuncheon muttered with a complicated expression, Jegal Mu-hwan added.
“In addition, it seems that the imperial family’s position on the martial arts world is also somewhat understood.”
As others looked at Zhuge Wuhuan with expressions of what he was talking about, he continued speaking.
“In the first place, the imperial family does not interfere in the affairs of the martial arts world under the pretext of inviolability of official duties. However, Shincheon believes that if they make a large-scale move, the imperial family will intervene. Why would that be?”
When asked by Zhuge Wuhuan, Wujin noticed something and answered.
“It’s because the martial arts world has not been unified yet.”
“You guessed it right. The imperial family wants the thugs of the martial arts world to kill each other and fight each other. If a single force succeeds in unifying the country, there is a high chance that the imperial family will intervene while taking advantage of the gap left by the war.”
“her…….”
As the details about the imperial family were added, the situation seemed to be much more complicated than expected, and everyone in the Meng Zhou Hall sighed with worried expressions on their faces.
At that time, Dang So-mi, who attended the meeting on behalf of the remaining head of the household in Sacheon, opened her mouth after remembering something.
“If that’s the case, how about informing the royal family about Inju and Sincheon?”
“Will the royal family believe us?”
“Still, isn’t the probability 50/50?”
At Dang So-mi’s words, Jegal Mu-hwan shook his head.
“It’s one chance to get it. No, it’s like a penny to one chance to get it.”
“???”
When the others besides Dang So-mi who had brought up the subject also looked puzzled, Jegal Mu-hwan explained the reason.
“First of all, the fact that Shincheon has a rough idea of the imperial power and even knows the imperial direction for the martial arts world means that the connections of that bastard named Inju, who is hiding in Beijing, are quite thick. Whether he holds a key position in the palace or is close to a key figure, Inju’s influence is bound to be stronger than our words.”
“What other reason is there?”
To Hyuncheon’s question, Jegal Wu-hwan answered.
“As we have already figured out, the royal family does not like the thugs of the martial arts world. The non-interference of official duties is just an excuse to make the thugs of the martial arts world kill each other. And the fact that the Sincheon guys and our Jeongmu Alliance are preparing for war is nothing but a joke to the royal family.”
“… … Even though they are plotting a rebellion in Shincheon?”
When Dang So-mi asked in a bewildered manner, Jegal Mu-hwan shrugged his shoulders.
“If those so-called martial artists who turn a deaf ear to the royal family’s words are willing to fight against those traitors, why should we stop them?”
“… … .”
Dang So-mi, speechless, kept her mouth shut. The problem was that the others were also looking at each other with speechless faces.
As everyone’s faces were filled with worry and concern, Zhuge Wuhwan focused everyone’s attention by folding his fan with a ‘pop’.
“Don’t overthink it. If you worry about the hidden Inju or the royal family that hasn’t even started taking action yet, you won’t be able to do anything.”
“So what is the General Staff’s plan?”
In response to the question from the leader, Hyeoncheon, Jegal Wu-hwan answered as if it was nothing.
“We have to hit the torso that they have exposed. Right now, all we have to worry about is the Apostolic Union.”
As he said this, Zhuge Wuhuan pointed at Wujin again with his folded fan.
“According to the information I just received from you, the leader of the Taegeuk Swordsmen has left the battlefield due to injuries. So, isn’t now the right time to clean up the Sadoyeon?”
When everyone was nodding their heads and saying, “Indeed,” Jegal Jinhee opened his mouth as something question came to mind.
“General. Didn’t you say earlier that if the martial arts world is unified, the imperial family can move?”
At her words, the worries and concerns that had disappeared from the faces of those attending the meeting began to creep back in.
However, Jegal Jinhee and Mujin, who actually asked the question, did not look particularly worried.
It was because I had a gut feeling that if it was that person, he would have thought about the consequences before speaking.
And as expected by both of them, Zhuge Wuhuan answered with his characteristically artificial smile.
“You don’t have to worry about that. Just strike the Apostolic Corps, but leave the Namcheonhoe behind.”
“ah!”
Namcheonhoe was a force formed by the joint efforts of Guryongbang, one of the pillars of the Sapaechilju, and Tushinbang, which was raised by Dowolcheon.
That is, if the Apostolic Union disappeared, they could become the center of the Sapa.
“If we do that, even after we destroy the Apostolic Alliance, we’ll have to pretend that we’re not on good terms with the Namcheonhoe.”
“Yes. We pretend to join hands for a little while to eliminate a common enemy.”
When everyone was nodding their heads, seemingly satisfied with the picture that Jegal Mu-hwan was drawing, Mu-jin opened his mouth.
“Then, we should send a message to Namcheonhoe and Namgung Se-ga and come up with a plan to deal with Sado-ryeon.”
“Hmm. Now that I think about it, Namgung Sega is also fighting a war with Sado-ryeon, so it might be a good idea to join them.”
Hyuncheon also nodded as if he was right and looked at Jegal Mu-hwan, but then tilted his head.
Zhuge Wuhwan, who had been speaking so confidently, now had a face like a broken wooden doll.
“Namgung Se-ga… … should join as well. Yes. That’s right… … .”
The thought of having to talk to those crazy guys who only had self-esteem left made Zhuge Wuhwan feel like his head was hurting.
Fantasy, Wuxia, Fusion,