episode_0504

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A group of bandits running towards Lhasa. At the head of the bandit group, a conversation was taking place between the leader and his subordinates.

“Boss, is that true?”

“Even if not, what have we got to lose!”

“That’s true, but…”

A group of Trench Party attacks Podalap Palace!

The leader of the bandits heard the news and quickly ran to Lhasa. No matter which side wins, there will be prey on their side. No, even if you don’t win, there will be a lot of nomads running away in fear just from the collision, so even if you catch just one group of them, it will be beneficial.

Moreover, what if the power of Podalap Palace was greatly damaged by the conflict with the Trench Party? I didn’t know that maybe we could sack Lhasa.

The only loss you can see is a wasted step at best, and there are plenty of opportunities to take advantage of, so how could you miss out on something like this?

“Boss! There’s someone over there! Since you seem to know the news about Lhasa, why not ask?”

“Let’s go!”

The leader of the bandit group immediately turned his head. They were a group of over 20 people, riding horses, and some were skilled in martial arts, so there was no reason for them to be afraid of the three travelers.

In an instant, a horde of bandits surrounded the three people.

“Hey hey! You guys are lucky. Just answer the questions obediently and I’ll send you back alive!”

“Of course, you’ll have to give everything you have!”

The bandits burst out laughing. However, the three people wearing hoods asked questions without even flinching.

“Are they from the central region?”

The bandits’ faces frowned at the question returned to the station. This was something that happened often while smuggling. This is a situation where people who are skilled in martial arts and do not know how to be afraid are burning with hostility because they are Jungwon people.

“Answer me!”

The bandit holding the whip swung it without hesitation. If one person falls down screaming, only then will the other two figure out what’s going on!

However, the situation went differently than the bandits expected.

This was because, instead of the person falling down after being whipped, he caught the whip accurately.

Goosebumps appeared on the entire bodies of the bandits who witnessed the scene.

master!

That’s not a shy expert, but a level expert you’ll never encounter in this area!

“It’s clear that these guys from the central region have learned some martial arts.”

“Even if it’s not, it’s better to just take him with you if you don’t do everything first.”

“The number of people is just right.”

The leader of the bandit group saw the three people each saying a word and taking out the sword hidden behind their backs, and only then did he realize their identity.

“Car, trench party…!”

When the bandits saw that the three thieves were running towards them with swords drawn, they were frightened and kicked the horses in the stomach, but the horses only writhed and did not want to run.

“Keuuk!”

“Why are you doing this!”

The reason the horse did not listen to orders was because the monks sprinkled sutras and poisons to restrict the horse’s movement.

A skill I acquired after spending over a dozen years at the police station and having to treat horses like my own hands and feet.

Agitated by the thieves’ techniques, horses came out one after another trying to take down their masters. The bandits were literally in confusion, and the thieves in the trenches suppressed them without hesitation.

The thieves, who had completely eliminated the band of thieves who numbered a little over twenty, took a breath after pointing out the demonic blood of the thieves they had subdued and rendering them unconscious.

“If there were this many people, they would have gotten away with it.”

“Fortunately, it ended neatly with one group.”

As the thieves placed the unconscious people on horses and tied them up, they recalled Ho Cheon-an’s words they had heard yesterday.

[The current situation in Yunnan is not good. Because numerous bandits are preying on the civilians.]

Yunnan, where Ho Cheon-an was the first to wipe out the remnants of the blood religion.

It has been quite some time since all the remnants of the blood religion were wiped out, so Yunnan should have regained some peace, but in reality, it did not.

There were already no warriors from Yunnan left in the empire, and on top of that, the spread of blood religion was added. Even if the warriors of Yunnan were dried up and the remnants of blood religion were wiped out, where would the warriors fall from the sky and spring up from the ground?

In a mountain without tigers, the fox is king, so it was natural that a band of thieves would run rampant in Yunnan, where there were no warriors.

[Yunnan is also infested with bandits, and bandits from the central plains are also active in Seojang, so take the bandits back and deal with the bandits in Yunnan.]

[Take the bandits all the way to Yunnan and pretend you gave them poison. Latent poison is difficult to obtain and prepare, so it would be better to cheat. Since you are the thieves of the trench party, you will be deceived if you say that you have obtained some of the visions of the infamous Five Readings through all kinds of drugs. Still, I believe that those who don’t listen will take care of themselves.]

After that, Ho Cheon-an calmly recited the recipe for a fake medicine that felt like a poison and an antidote. It was a simple combination of famous herbs and common herbs that even the thieves in the trenches could easily understand.

All the thieves in the trench party were dumbfounded by Ho Cheon-an’s attitude.

The problem was not the combination of poisons, but what Ho Cheon-an was saying.

Admiral Lee.

Kill the bandits in Yunnan by using the group of bandits in Seojang as a scapegoat. The way to use that thief is to use fake poison, and if fake poison doesn’t work, just cut him up.

I told them to take care of it, but if it is worse than threatening poisoning against a group of rough bandits, what other method is there other than amputation using the sword?

Rumors so far. And the shock was even greater because they were thieves who had judged Ho Cheon-an to be a man of moderate tendencies due to the way he took care of the private clothing theory and the way he took matters into his own hands while dealing with the trench party.

[It won’t be a wasted effort for you either. Since it will capture the public sentiment of Yunnan, it will serve as a good foundation for rebuilding the sect in the future.]

[This is why I took matters into my own hands when dealing with you and the plainclothes theory. It would be better for the people of Yunnan to live with Sapa warriors who receive a reward than to be exposed to bandits who do not hesitate to take their lives and all their property.]

[So, I ask you to move hard. If you cannot properly take care of Yunnan, I will have to come up with new measures and there will be no need to look after you.]

Hearing the words that were tantamount to threats, Bu Buju burst into laughter and asked Ho Cheon-an if he was a member of a political faction. Ho Cheon-an quietly disappeared with his disciple, saying nonsense that he was just an old man who wanted peace.

“Can he really change the will of the empire?”

“Isn’t the possibility itself enough?”

The thieves who were tying the thieves to their horses nodded.

Although he used vicious schemes that would make even Sapa stand out, he also showed the side of a charlatan who protected the Podalap Palace and saved the Sabok theory, so it was difficult to define him at all.

Therefore, the thieves judged that the Brain Master was trustworthy.

“There is no one in the world like the author.”

The thieves recalled the clan leader’s plainclothes theory. Even the Venerable Brainy immediately noticed that Sabokseol’s heart had broken. I wonder if they didn’t know it was them.

He knew that Sabokseol’s heart had been broken, but there was no way to turn it back.

“In that case…”

Wouldn’t it be possible to turn back the sentiment of private clothing? The thief trailed off, perhaps because he thought it was disrespectful to say such words, but the other thief understood his feelings.

Because they too were thinking the same thing.

“Sleep! Let’s move quickly! There is a long way to go!”

The thieves nodded and set off their horses. It was a long way to Yunnan, so we had to hurry.

A group of bandits gather after hearing the news of the clash between Podalap Palace and Trench Hall. Such groups of bandits were captured by thieves from the trenches scattered in groups of three or three around Lhasa and began to be transported to the central plains.

And the plainclothes theory is that the bandits in the trenches who were moving to the central plains with the bandits at that time hoped that they would rise again with one mind and one will.

“Heo-jeop. Huh~~!”

I was in the midst of clearing out my karma.

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Plain clothes clenched and unclenched his fists. It was Sabokseol’s habit of assessing his condition through his grip strength.

Sabokseol felt the unsightly texture coming from his hand and reflected on his condition once again.

The dantian was full of internal energy, but due to the prohibition imposed by Ho Cheon-an while he was unconscious, he could not properly use even one hundredth of his internal energy, let alone exerting external energy. I tried to break the ban, but I couldn’t even make a dent in the pores that were created to allow energy to flow out of consideration for the old man, which only added to my sense of self-destruction.

Sabokseol let out a small sigh and stretched out his hand.

The plainclothesman holding the handle stretched out his arm.

Sigh!

The brush scraped the ingredients stuck to the pot.

However, contrary to the refreshing sound, the stuck plants showed no sign of falling, so Sabokseol sighed again.

“Can’t you clean even one pot properly?”

Plainclothes frowned at the nagging sound coming straight from behind.

Ramo, the small ruler of Podalap Palace, laughed at the reaction to the plainclothes theory and made fun of the plainclothes theory. Sabokseol’s hands were trembling, but there was no way to beat Ramo, who was staring at the peak of his body with his old body under the ban, so he had no choice but to rub the pot in anger.

“Heo-jeop. Brushing is also more sloppy than fertilizing~”

The brushing of the plainclothes theory has become even faster.

If only it weren’t for that damn dog! If it weren’t for the real Sichuan-style beef stew made with finely chopped peppers and flavored with chili oil, which I was tasting for the first time in over a dozen years, I would never have experienced such humiliation!

If it weren’t for that spicy scent that irritated my nose and stomach for the first time in ten years! After that, I wouldn’t have emptied three bowls of rice while gulping down the sweet-and-sweet mushroom stew with plenty of sugar, and I wouldn’t have been in a position where I was washing dishes, saying, ‘Pay for the meal!’

If I wasn’t in the position of washing dishes, I wouldn’t have been mistreated and humiliated by Ramo like this.

“Just cleaning one pot makes my face turn red and dirty~”

Eventually, the plainclothes rumor exploded.

“Damn it! That damn bastard! Poor! Can you please stop!!”

“Huh. If you don’t want to hear the sound of crap, just make fun of your arms~”

“Aaaaa!!”

In anger, Plain Clothes Seol swung his brush wildly, and Ramo made a sad expression as he looked at Plain Clothes Seol.

Hocheonan and Ranosara, who had deep self-confidence, seemed to easily forgive Sabokseol, but Ramo had no intention of letting Sabokseol, the leader of the Trench Party, who had made Lhasa feel anxious for a long time, living comfortably in the Podalap Palace.

“Sloppy~”

That is why it was Ramo who claimed to be a watchdog and tormented the plainclothes theory. Hocheonan and Ranosala, who were watching this from afar, had wry smiles on their faces.

“I just feel sorry that my daughter is showing her ugly side.”

“No. I don’t think that’s merciful enough.”

If Podalapgung was not a group of ascetics practicing Buddhism, but a general martial arts force, the Sabok theory would already be dead. Since Sabokseol was well aware of that fact, wouldn’t he have gritted his teeth and brushed it off?

“What are the movements of the Trench Party?”

“It appears that they have decided to follow the elder’s wishes, as there is a series of eyewitness accounts of people saying they saw a group of bandits being carried away tied to horses.”

“I guess so.”

Sarah, who was observing Hocheonan’s expression, opened her mouth.

“Are you leaving?”

“…I plan to do so after seeing the trend for a few days.”

“I see.”

Sarah’s eyes turned to Navin, who was punching the air. I don’t know if it was because he was a child brought by Ho Cheon-an or because he had a trisyllabic vein, but he was a child that I felt very fond of.

“Will you come to Podalap Palace again sometime?”

“If the affairs of the empire are sorted out, I will stop by with my Naveen again.”

Sarah rolled her eyes at those words. For some reason, Ho Cheon-an’s words felt like a promise without promise.

Ho Cheon-an’s goal of changing the will of the emperor is not something that can be easily achieved, so I know very well that I can’t give a definite answer, but wouldn’t it be possible to at least say it nicely?

“You are truly indifferent. Draw.”

“Mi, I’m sorry…”

Sarah looked at Ho Cheon-an, who was breaking out in a cold sweat from her bruises, and sighed. What would be the use of saying this to Ho Cheon-an?

So, in order to see Navin again as soon as possible, it was necessary to target Navin, not Hocheonan.

“Haaaap! Tea! Blame it!”

A smile appeared on Sara’s face as she watched Navin’s messy martial arts training on the first day of Recommended Gak training. It was because he came up with a good plan to capture Naveen’s heart.

‘We should hurry.’

Sara stood up, receiving Hocheonan’s questioning gaze. There are only a few days left until Navin and Ho Cheon-an leave, so we need to move quickly to meet the deadline.

“Then let’s go.”

Ho Cheon-an looked at Sarah’s empty back and muttered while stroking Seo-gong.

“You sure you’re not angry, right?”

Squeak.

Time passed quickly with Seogong’s sighing cries. Eyewitness accounts continued about a band of bandits being caught in the trenches and heading toward the central plain, Navin’s recommended angle was refined little by little, Ramo’s face showed satisfaction, and a shadow appeared on Sabokseol’s face.

“Nabin. Now it’s time to pack.”

“…Yep! Master!”

Ho Cheon-an patted the head of Navin, who had a sad expression and forced a cheerful answer. As Ho Cheon-an was taking care of the spirits and organizing the traces of the three months, Sara came in.

“Do you want to go?”

“I won’t have to leave now.”

“Still, won’t you give us some time today? I want to make good memories for Navin.”

Ho Cheon-an nodded to Sarah’s suggestion. It wasn’t decided that we had to leave today, so there wouldn’t be any problem if we left tomorrow.

“Then go.”

Are you thinking of throwing a banquet? Ho Cheon-an thought so as he looked at Sarah and Ramo walking ahead.

Hu Tianan’s thoughts were completely off track.

The place where Sarah and Ramo led Hocheonan and Naveen was to the main gate of Podalap Palace.

“Where are you going?”

Ramo responded to Navin’s questioning words by blushing his cheek.

“Let’s go make unforgettable memories.”

Ramo’s face had a mischievous look on it, and Navin’s face was also filled with doubt. While Hocheonan and Navin were caught up in their doubts, the main gate of Podalap Palace opened and the scenery of Lhasa, located under the mountain, was visible through the gate.

“Ah….”

And as soon as he looked at the scenery, Ho Cheon-an knew what Sara and Ramo had planned.

An empty lot in the south of Lhasa.

There was an unforgettable, colorful tent and a large crowd of people gathered there.

Sara said, holding Naveen’s hand.

“Let’s go see a magic performance.”