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“Ha… It’s not enough. It’s not enough.”

A map of blood scattered across the execution ground. The time it took to punish about 30 criminals did not exceed 10 minutes.

A very long time considering her state. She carefully dismantled them one by one.

During the ten minutes she punished the criminal, everyone who witnessed the scene at the execution site lowered their heads and thought to themselves.

‘I’m so glad I wasn’t there.’

They knew very well how terrifying the woman who reigned over them as their religious leader was.

Therefore, it was very easy to predict what would happen to those who offended her, like setting fire to an autumn field.

The reason people gathered under her, who was mad, cruel, and self-willed, was because her martial arts skills were so outstanding.

“Young Demon, how many days will it take to follow the traces?”

Because there are people who are indebted to her.

“You can catch up in about 3 days.”

“I’ll give it 2 days. If the person you have tracked down is like the one in this picture, you must bring him to me ‘completely’ without even touching him.”

In that sense, the Young Horse could even take the head of the Murim leader if it were the horse of the Heavenly Horse.

“I will not disappoint you.”

“Yes, you never let me down. Come back.”

The woman called Youngma disappeared with her black short hair flying.

“……”

The Heavenly Demon glanced at the execution ground, where fresh blood and pieces of meat were strewn about.

The generals and church members standing behind her were unable to move from their positions for fear of sparks flying, keeping all their senses open to her next actions.

“I think I need to get some rest. I ran non-stop from Yunnan to Yeo.”

“Yes. Then, I will have someone repair the sleeping quarters.”

“Okay, then I will be in the disciple’s bedroom.”

“Can I accompany you?”

“There is no need for that. Because I want to be alone.”

“Yes. Then, when the bed is ready, I will take you to the royal palace.”

The Commander-in-Chief, who bowed his waist while sweeping his arms, quickly left the execution site, followed by dozens of servants.

***

Yeonhwa, the servant who was preparing Cheonma’s bed, had been in the church for less than a month.

“…I have a question. Why is the ceremonial palace called the ceremonial palace? Did the leader have any disciples?”

The people in the church treated Yeonhwa, who had just arrived, as cute as their youngest sibling, but for some reason, this time, they scolded her with a stern expression.

“Write! Then a loud noise. It is not okay to say things related to the royal palace carelessly.”

“Eh… Is that so? The Commander-in-Chief said:”

“I’m not saying you shouldn’t bring up that name at all. I’m saying this because it’s a big problem if you make a mistake while saying something.”

Then something big happens. When he said this with a stern look on his face, Yeonhwa cringed and answered.

“I see. Still, I’m curious.”

“Well, I don’t really know when I say this, but… according to what I heard, there was a disciple before our Heukcheongyo was established, and he passed away for some reason.”

“Aha… I wonder why he died…”

“I don’t know that either. Anyway, we shouldn’t raise that name carelessly. Look again today. You put away dozens of invoices.”

Fortunately, Yeonhwa did not see the terrible horrors of the execution, but looking at the blue faces of her seniors, she guessed that it must have been a very scary sight.

After that conversation, the servants began to focus on tidying up the bedroom, and when the tidying up was about to be completed, Yeonhwa spoke.

“It seems like the leader really cared about his disciple. So, you must build a ritual palace to commemorate it.”

“……”

She said, polishing the bed frame with a dishtowel.

“And you must be a really cool person like the leader, right? Why do they say a disciple resembles his teacher? Thanks to the religious leader, I was saved from almost being sold as a plaything for a rich family. I’m sure your student was a wonderful person too.”

“……”

“Ah, because I’m the only one talking. It’s so dull. Please give me some reaction…”

Yeon-hwa looks embarrassed because no one responds to her words.

“Yes, you should have responded.”

There were other servants bowing with their heads on the floor and the religious leader standing in the middle of them.

“Church, teacher!!”

Yeonhwa, who belatedly realized the situation, knelt down and bowed.

‘Wow, we’re in big trouble.’

This guy’s mouth is so selfish.

A slight feeling of dizziness shook her, along with the feeling of her blood draining.

“Why are you so surprised? Are you saying I’m going to eat him?”

With a deep smile, the leader slowly approached her.

“Sorry, sorry.”

As her footsteps got closer, Yeonhwa lowered her head further.

“Raise your head.”

The index finger lifted Yeonhwa’s chin.

Jet-black hair tied back, eyes that look like they were carved from sardine.

When Yeonhwa saw herself reflected in those red eyes, she felt like her breath was taken away.

“It looks like the bedroom was very well organized.”

After looking at Yeonhwa’s face for a while, the leader looked around his bedroom and smiled satisfied.

“Just go out now.”

At her words, the servants who had been lying down hesitantly got up, paid their respects, and began to leave the religious leader’s bedroom.

“Ah, I will tell the Commander-in-Chief and ask him to show some sincerity to those of you who cleaned up the beds today.”

“Church, teacher?”

“And I tell you to take more care of this cute child.”

She stroked Yeonhwa’s head a couple of times, then pushed her back and sent her to the attendants.

“Go out quickly. I’m going to sleep now.”

“Yes.. Yes!”

As the Cheonma began to take off her outer clothes, the servants left the room in a hurry.

After the attendants left, Cheonma, dressed in light clothes, leaned diagonally on the bed and looked at the paintings and paintings the governor had brought.

“What the shaman who burned to death last time said was true?”

– Heavenly Demon, if you get your lost treasure back, will you stop this destruction?

Were the words of the man who cried out in the burning black flame a prophecy?

“I don’t know.”

Part of me wanted to track it down myself and find out the truth, but if your expectations are high, you will be disappointed.

What she found after the chase wasn’t the answer she wanted.

So, if her spirit becomes stronger…

“In that case, even if the world is set on fire, it will not sink.”

That’s why I sent a spirit horse.

In two days, two days, the spirit demon will give you an answer.

“I miss you. Inho.”

Cheonma muttered forlornly while stroking the calligraphy and painting.

He looked like someone who slaughtered people over the age of 30 today.

***

“Wow~ It’s Sacheon.”

That’s right, I’m in Sacheon now. The Sacheon of Sacheon Jjajang.

Although I came here by walking and riding a carriage, my body was tired from covering such a wide distance in a short period of time.

There’s something heavy and heavy… I think I’ll be able to sleep well today.

“Now, let’s go fill our bellies~”

Namgung So-yeon held my hand and entered the guesthouse, as if she were not tired.

“Welcome~ Are you two?”

A bright woman welcomed us, and Namgoong Soyeon made a V with her fingers.

We sat down somewhere appropriate, and soon two plates of the mapo tofu that Namgung So-yeon ordered (I don’t know much about the menu anyway) were placed.

“I will eat well.”

When I told her that I didn’t have a single penny, she waved her hand as if she didn’t care.

“What? How to help someone in need. This is a virtue that a martial artist must keep.”

“I see.”

I nodded roughly at her words and put the mapo tofu in my mouth.

“……”

“Prince Kang, why are you doing this?”

Spicy.

It’s so fucking spicy.

“Cough cough, is all Sichuan food this spicy?”

Now I’m starting to cough too.

“Hmm… I like this just fine. It must have been spicy for Prince Kang.”

“Because I’m spicy.”

“Spicy?”

“…You can think of me as someone who has a weakness for spicy food.”

“Oh…”

I ended up in an unexpected fight with mapo tofu. After eating mapo tofu and water in almost equal proportions, I felt the numbness in my mouth subside a little.

As I finished my meal like that, I noticed that Namgung So-yeon, who had already scraped up the bottom, was staring at me intently.

“Is there something on my face?”

“No. I just think Confucius Kang is different from other people I’ve seen.”

“What is it?”

“Okay. For example, when eating spicy food like this, there are people who pretend to eat well.”

“It’s a foolish thing to do. I like spicy food so I use it for something.”

“Of course. Maybe you don’t want to admit that you’re not good at something?”

“People are not omnipotent, but there is always at least one thing they are not good at. Pretending to be perfect? That’s just bragging.”

“Hey~”

With an exclamation reminiscent of a Japanese drama, she looked at me carefully and I looked away in embarrassment.

“Are you going to stay in this guesthouse?”

“Of course. Because it was already late at night. I rented the room earlier.”

“Oh, then tell me where my room is.”

“You’re in the same room as me?”

“Yes?”

“I also don’t have unlimited money. If you want to go to Murimmaeng, you need to save on travel expenses.”

“Still, men and women are different. Are you not worried about Sojeo Namgung?”

“Oh, how could the weak Confucius Kang harm me?”

That’s true, but I feel bad.

Btickyeon.