episode_0404

Jeong-cheol stumbles and disappears between abandoned buildings.

I was staring at the back.

I stabilized the delicate flow of the brain ring and checked my body condition.

Right now, I can’t even use my sword properly, let alone use my light attack properly.

I decided that it would be difficult to chase after Jeongcheol, who sacrificed his weapon and arm but still preserved his internal injuries and legs.

Moreover, there was a high probability that the male and female had been marked on the escape route, and considering that, tracking them was too risky.

“Congratulations on Bimu’s victory! Brain swordsman!”

A powerful voice rang out, drowning out the murmur of the audience.

Deciding that I couldn’t start chasing him right now, I turned my head towards him.

Are these people planted by Jeong-cheol to buy time, or are they just people who really want to solve a mystery?

I had doubts for a moment, but I put those doubts aside.

They must have realized that the battle was over, because they couldn’t pursue Jeongcheol until they joined the raincoach that was running from afar.

Also, the people who are here now, including me, came from far away to see the fight between me and Jeong-cheol.

These were the jurors who would spread the word about the outcome of the fight between me and Jeong-cheol, so no matter how urgent the situation was, I couldn’t just ignore them.

At least you should respond faithfully until the raincoat arrives.

“I know my behavior was not polite, but I couldn’t control my curiosity, so I was rude. Can I ask you a few questions?”

“Tell me.”

“When I heard the rumor about my Noegeomnangin, I heard that his skills were at the peak. I wonder when he pioneered the realm. Also, the fact that Jeongcheol asked you for a meeting seems to mean that he was aware of the state of Daehyup, the master of the brain. Have you two ever clashed before?

“There were just no rumors. Jeongcheol and I have encountered, fought, and crossed paths in many places. These are all things that cannot be listed here, and they are all over.”

The gathered warriors murmured.

“Also…the reason why I became stronger so rapidly in such a short period of time is because the monk who was thought to have lost his mastery was alive and at the same time, I encountered a miracle.”

Hearing the word “giyeon,” envy appeared on the faces of the warriors gathered here.

“Umm…I guess it’s because I’m a recluse…”

“I thought he was the only one who stood tall…How could Hagisa grow so quickly on his own?”

“It’s a shame. It’s a shame…”

These warriors somehow seem to have lost interest in me. Perhaps the warriors who flock here are people who have been cheering on my self-made success.

If so, I feel a little sorry.

Someone raised their hand.

“Can I ask you one more question?”

“Tell me.”

“Now that you have defeated Jeong Cheol, you, Noegeomnang, have become the representative of the Sichuan Nangin in name and reality. Do you plan to become the head of the Sacheon Ronin?”

The soldiers who were sharing their opinions fell silent.

It was definitely an important question.

If I become a representative of Sichuan ronin and return to Sichuan, in fact, Sichuan province will become a one-tier system of ronin guests.

I am the only fire fighter expert in Sichuan Province, and I even defeated Jeongcheol, who brought chaos to Sichuan… There is no one in Sichuan Province who can compare to me in terms of skill or reputation.

If you can use black lips, people will flock to you like a cloud, and there are also talents Seo Yi-ryeong and Cho Yong-sang who will become the next generation of reviewers.

The Sacheon Longin will truly become a formidable new force that will cause chaos in the martial arts world.

And I could become the master of that power.

That’s why I took off the black lip.

Silent astonishment spread through the crowd.

“This is what I mean.”

Sichuan people do not need a leader.

“Sacheon ronin is essentially like this. It’s like a student attending an academy or a soldier receiving training. When the right time comes, those who throw off their black lips and leave in a hurry are the Sichuan ronin.”

What kind of leader do people need who know the right path to follow and put it into practice?

It’s best to just let it go its own way without being disturbed.

“So, I will no longer live as a Sichuan ninja, but as a Hocheonan, a noegeomnang.”

Doo doo doo doo!

The powerful sound of horses’ hooves drew closer.

As we slowly descended from the off-stage, the dancers moved to clear the way.

Numerous emotions appeared on the faces of the warriors paving the way. Some people looked at me with envy for defeating Jeong Cheol and gaining great fame, while others looked at me as if they couldn’t understand whether I was kicking away the opportunity to become the head of a huge power.

I walked while facing countless other eyes that I couldn’t recognize at a glance.

The raincoat stopped in front of me.

Before getting on the raincoat, I gave a wave to the soldiers who were looking at me.

“Thank you for taking the long walk to come here.”

“It was a great match!”

“Hocheonan, a brain sword! I will remember that name!”

After looking at the people who each shouted a word, I got on the raincoat.

Squeak!

Seogong must have smelled my blood, so he was so startled that he stuck his nose in and sniffed it. He looks at me as I stroke the bridge of his nose as usual. He seemed worried for some reason, so I stroked his head even harder.

“Should I chase it?”

Unlike usual, I nodded at Dang Do-yeon’s voice without a hint of laughter.

“Let’s go.”

Now it was time to finish.

*** ***

Rattling. Rattling.

Derurrr.

Is it 6 and 2?

Wi Ji-cheon, who was deceived by Wi Seo-ryeon and lost a move, pushed Gajeon towards Wi Seo-ryeon.

“Now that I think about it, isn’t it time for the results to arrive?”

“Um.”

Wi Ji-cheon nodded to Wi Seo-ryeon’s question.

“The time has come.”

The battle between Jeongcheol and Noegeomnangin that caused a stir throughout the world.

It’s already been quite a while since the last month of the month passed.

“Father, who do you think will win?”

“Well.”

Wi Seo-ryeon frowned as she looked at Wi Ji-cheon, who was trembling. Isn’t Wijicheon, the Heavenly Demon, more than capable of guessing the outcome?

Nevertheless, Wi Ji-cheon never said anything about predicting whether the two would win or lose.

widely!

As if to express his dissatisfaction, Wei Seo-ryeon raised the stakes significantly. Wei Ji-cheon calmly accepted the stake and the result was a crushing defeat for Wei Seo-ryeon.

Wei Shulian’s face became even more wrinkled, and a smile slowly appeared on Wei Jichen’s face.

“Isn’t my prediction just a prediction?”

“Still, it is a strong basis for speculation.”

“Hmm…do you really want to know?”

When Wi Ji-cheon showed signs of concern, Wi Seo-ryeon’s arm, who was watching him, moved slightly.

Wi Seo-ryeon pushes several of her home appliances into Wi Ji-cheon’s pile of home appliances.

Wei Ji-cheon stared at Wei Seo-ryeon, and Wei Seo-ryeon turned her head and pretended not to notice.

“Yes, I lost…let me tell you.”

Wi Seo-ryeon’s upper body was leaning forward and Wi Ji-cheon’s mouth was about to open.

“A thousand years old! A thousand years! Thousands of years! Sorry for the break! Teacher! Lord Sogyo!”

Wei Seo-ryeon’s face, having been interrupted at a critical moment, scrunched up. Looking at that scene, Wi Ji-cheon smiled slightly and opened his mouth.

“What’s going on?”

“I apologize for informing you, but right now, Nangya Sword Jeongcheol is coming to ask for your blessings.”

Wei Seo-ryeon and Wei Ji-cheon’s eyes met.

The distance from the fighting place to the Demonic Cult’s Black Dragon Castle is not easy.

No matter how much of a fire fighter he was, he had to run day and night with a light attack to reach the Black Dragon Castle after Mo Yue, so no matter how much he thought about it, there was only one reason to come to Demon Bridge so desperately.

“You lost.”

“I lost.”

Although it was a completely unexpected form, Wei Seo-ryeon’s expression relaxed upon hearing the results of the match.

“What do you plan to do with him?”

“I just carry out what I promised.”

Wi Ji-cheon allowed Jeong-cheol’s balls.

Not long after the gambling table was cleared and Wi Ji-cheon and Wi Seo-ryeon sat on the throne side by side, Jeong Cheol entered Cheonmajeon.

‘hmm.’

Right arm tied tightly in splint. His face was pale, perhaps because he was running out of time and had to deal with only the bare minimum of internal injuries.

The clothes were scratched and damaged by twigs, etc., and were covered in dirt and sweat mixed in while casting the light attack.

Anyone can see that he looks like a defeated soldier.

“1,000 years old. Thousand years old. Thousands of years! I meet the Supreme Lord of the Demonic Cult and the Little Cult Lord.”

“Yes. It’s not an appropriate situation to ask how you are.”

Jeongcheol looked at Cheonma in silence.

“I came to receive compensation for that time.”

Cheonma looked at Jeongcheol and thought.

Jeongcheol’s eyes, cornered and overcome by evil, never belong to someone who has given up.

however.

Is it possible to resolve the current situation after being cornered this far?

“Good. I told you back then to definitely ask for what you want. If this Heavenly Demon Wijicheon can listen to anything, I will listen to it.”

“I would like to ask you to confirm. Can you protect me?”

“ Accepted as a member of the Demonic Cult and protected under the banner of the Demonic Cult. However, it is impossible to prevent Hocheonan from visiting Demonic Bridge as you intended.”

Wi Ji-cheon continued to open his mouth, observing Jeong-cheol’s attitude as if he had already expected it.

“Even if you become a warrior of the Demonic Cult, Hocheonan is also a guest of the Demonic Cult. Preventing legitimate support and legitimate confrontation is not something a ‘Cheonma’ can do.”

“Is that so.”

Wi Ji-cheon became curious.

Even after hearing this confirmation, the light of will did not go out in Jeongcheol’s eyes.

What kind of trick is Jeong-cheol planning?

“My request is….”

Jeongcheol’s mouth opened.

Wei Ji-cheon and Wei Seo-ryeon’s eyes opened wide.

*** ***

I knew very well that Jeong-cheol would run away.

Of course, we have put in place tracking methods.

Before the dance starts.

I went in with my whole body and sword covered in incense.

The colorless and odorless incense that Dangga had made with great care was on Jeongcheol’s body and sword during the dance, and Dang Do-yeon chased after Jeongcheol following the incense.

Takkak! Takkak!

“Keuuu…!”

The slow-moving carriage eventually stopped, and the angry cries of Tang So-yeol could be heard.

A long chase between the fleeing Jeong-cheol and the pursuing Bicheonmacha.

It was true that the raincoat boasted an insane speed that was uncharacteristic of a carriage, but it still did not change the fact that it was a carriage.

Jeongcheol placed all kinds of obstacles in the path for such a carriage to travel. Log obstacles, pits, ropes, mud, etc.

Even if a raincoat is capable of driving on rough terrain, it is natural that it is fast on well-paved roads and flat surfaces.

There were obstacles and traps waiting for the carriage at every corner of the road, so of course I couldn’t speed up.

Tang So-yeol, who was in high spirits, was pursuing Jeong Cheol more and more fiercely, and the distance was continuously narrowing…

“Ugh! If only I had had half an hour more, I could have caught up!”

As can be seen just by looking at the reaction of the exasperated party leader, Jeong Cheol was lost.

To be precise, they fled to a place where raincoaches could no longer enter.

The home of the Heavenly Demon Church.

To the Black Dragon Castle.

“Tsk. We are here again.”

Tang Xiaoyeol handed me the pouch with an annoyed look on his face.

“It is a pill that can make you smell like incense. That doesn’t mean they can smell as well as trained members of the party, but since we can’t go in from here, there’s nothing we can do.”

“The opponent has already won. If you don’t let down your guard, you will win.”

“Please take care…”

Half frustrated. I nodded to the words of the two fortune-telling singers, who were half worried.

Because I was in a shaking carriage, I couldn’t sit cross-legged and cleanse my inner self, but I regained about 70% of my normal strength.

What was surprisingly helpful were the young herbs that were prepared as food for Seogong.

Although they were spiritual herbs sold at herbal medicine stores, they were still effective as spiritual herbs.

Jeong-cheol, who was running on his own feet and could not have even had a proper maintenance, rode comfortably in a non-cheon carriage… but I recovered to a large extent.

There is also a black cat equipped with a nine-pointer and a small magic attack, so dealing with Jeongcheol will not be difficult.

“ Let’s go. Senior.”

“Okay.”

“I never thought I would come back to the Demonic Church like this.”

The black cat shuddered as it swallowed the sweet medicine given by Tang Xiaoyeol. I, too, swallowed a pill while looking at that sight.

hmm.

It really tastes terrible.

In return for such a terrible taste, a cloud suddenly began to appear in the air. What should I say about this feeling? Should I say that it feels as if a heat source appears in a thermal imaging camera?

The traces of that kind of follow-up were leading exactly to Black Dragon Castle.

The black cat also clenched his fists and said, as if he felt the traces of Chu Jong-hyang.

“Let’s get this sorted out quickly and go gambling with Socheonma!”

“Yes. Then.”

Heukmyo and I, who had the proper identity cards, crossed the main gate of the Black Dragon Castle and entered inside, naturally hoping to meet the Cheonma Wijicheon on the trail leading to Cheonmajeon.

But the result was unexpectedly rejection.

“If you two came, there was an order to take you to Socheonma.”

…Did Cheonma decide to protect Jeongcheol?

Now you come?

I don’t know if it was in the past, but Jeong-cheol, who threw everything away and ran away, is not suited to be a warrior of the Demonic Cult.

No matter how much compensation I have for Jeong-cheol, there would be no loyalty that would prevent me and Jeong-cheol from meeting.

Socheonma Wi Seo-ryeon faced such confusion.

“It’s really nice to meet you here, but since the situation is the situation, I’ll get straight to the point. You guys probably came here chasing Jeongcheol, right?”

“Yes. Yes.”

“What is happening?”

In response to Black Cat’s question, Wei Seo-ryeon touched her forehead as if she had a headache.

“Do you two remember that your father decided to reward Jeongcheol?”

“Of course.”

“Did Jeong-cheol ask you to hide him?”

“No, it wasn’t like that. Even if that were the case, it wasn’t a request that I could grant as a ‘Heavenly Demon.’”

I felt something cold about Wei Seo-ryeon’s words emphasizing that I was a heavenly horse.

Could it be that the ‘Cheonma’ had asked a favor that he had no choice but to grant?

“Jeong Cheol requested to learn the Cheonma Divine Technique.”

And my ominous premonition was correct.