Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 55

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Chapter 55

 

 

Formation Master Gal Tae-gyeong.

Having become the left assistant of the Medical Clinic, he was looking at Song In with burning eyes.

 

‘He’s the same as me.’

 

Song In, who shared the same feelings, asked as if responding.

 

“Brother Gal, do you have something to say to me right now?”

“I have nothing to say. Isn’t it time for action rather than words?”

“Action rather than words. That’s right. Then what will Brother Gal do?”

“I must move. You’ll move too, won’t you?”

“That’s right. The Physician has given orders, so I must follow them.”

“I thought so. It was Sound Transmission, wasn’t it?”

“That’s also correct. Your perception is surprisingly sharp for once.”

“This isn’t perception, it’s basic.”

“Is that so? Then going back to basics, how about Brother Gal coming along too?”

“I don’t like going together.”

“Hmm…”

 

These two had both become part of the same Medical Clinic.

Knowing that Gal Tae-gyeong’s anger was as great as his own, Song In had requested his company.

It was because he knew well that Gal Tae-gyeong, being a Formation Master, was capable.

However, the answer that came back was a refusal.

 

“Then what do you suggest we do?”

“I intend to move in my own way.”

“In Brother Gal’s way?”

“Yes.”

 

Gal Tae-gyeong seemed to want to move in his own manner.

This wasn’t strange.

Not only was this his natural personality, but surprisingly, his connections related to the Government were extensive and broad.

It was because he was a Formation Master. Government Officials preferred formations more than Martial Artists did.

Thanks to this, he had built various related connections. If he moved, it could produce unexpected effects.

The problem was the direction.

 

“Hmm. If you’re thinking of visiting the Vice Governor, the Physician would…”

“Why would I go there? From what I can see, the Physician also said not to seek out the Vice Governor, didn’t he?”

“That’s right. You figured it out well even without Sound Transmission.”

“As I said, this is basic.”

“Basic, huh. Hmm… Anyway, both the Physician who grasps things from the root and Brother Gal who sees through situations in the midst of it all are truly remarkable.”

“Is that so. Hmm.”

 

Fortunately, Gal Tae-gyeong seemed to have already sensed that direction.

In fact, just not going to the Vice Governor was enough to trust and leave things to him.

 

“If you’re moving separately without seeking the Vice Governor, you must have some plan in mind?”

“Yes. I need to think through several options in my own way.”

“Several options…”

“There won’t be any overlap with what you’re doing.”

“From what I can see, that seems right… I understand. Let’s move separately.”

 

Song In sent another Sound Transmission.

 

[For reference, I’m going to Hao Gate.]

“That’s good. I’m going somewhere else.”

 

Song In’s trip to Hao Gate.

At this, Gal Tae-gyeong nodded with satisfaction. He understood that having multiple means was always better.

 

In this situation where an incident had suddenly occurred.

Gal Tae-gyeong’s move that even Jung Myeong hadn’t thought of might work out well.

Both Song In and Gal Tae-gyeong were aware of this.

When they moved in different directions, it could be more efficient.

 

“I hope things go well.”

“You too, Brother Gal!”

 

Gal Tae-gyeong and Song In. The two scattered in different directions.

Those who had been quietly watching from behind also moved in their respective directions.

The only thing they shared was eyes burning with anger.

 

 

* * *

 

 

“Get inside quickly! You bastard!”

 

The door closed roughly.

Clang—

The door made of iron was not ordinary.

It was a door for the County Prison after all.

Jung Myeong had been imprisoned.

 

“Hmm…”

 

Rusted and roughly distorted Iron Bars. Thick dust on the floor.

And a terrible stench. But even seeing this, Jung Myeong didn’t frown.

 

‘Things are taking an interesting turn?’

 

It was because the situation was intriguing.

The place where his Medical Clinic was located was close to the border between Inhwa County and Jeondang County.

To be precise, it was more toward Jeondang County.

However, the place he had entered was the Inhwa County Office responsible for Inhwa County.

This alone was quite coincidental. Even though he had been brought here as a criminal, the County Magistrate hadn’t shown even a glimpse of himself.

 

‘They mobilized dozens of Police Officers and all Squad Leaders but won’t even look at the criminal’s face? Then they stuff him into prison as if it was all planned. It would be strange if this wasn’t interesting.’

 

The situation was coincidental. That’s why it had to be called interesting.

Though he wasn’t exactly enjoying this situation.

He racked his brain.

 

‘Since they didn’t go to nearby Jeondang County, sending Song Bang-su to the Jeondang County Magistrate first seems like the right move.’

 

At least the direction wasn’t bad. No, it was good.

The problem was the difficulty of resolving the matter itself.

 

‘Dealing with Hao Gate next won’t be easy. Even if Song In goes and says I’ll take on the debt, whether they’ll move easily remains to be seen.’

 

He knew his planned response was correct for now.

He thought about how to respond going forward.

 

‘If Hao Gate moves properly thanks to Song Bang-su, things will get easier. If others get involved, it could get unnecessarily complicated. This is difficult.’

 

Several response plans and the resulting situational changes.

He was completely absorbed in figuring out how he should move accordingly.

Then his thoughts returned to the fundamental question.

 

‘Who pulled this kind of scheme?’

 

That fundamental question. Who exactly had targeted him.

Having government officials move like this instead of sects was an unfamiliar method to him.

Thanks to this, he naturally realized one thing.

 

‘A Martial Artist definitely didn’t pull this scheme.’

 

This wasn’t a Martial Artist’s method.

It wasn’t how special places like Escort Agencies, which could barely be called martial, would operate.

No one would waste their political power on something like this.

Then what remained wasn’t much.

Should he call it coincidence.

There was a clue in what Captain Jang had said when he first appeared at the Medical Clinic.

Just as he was about to finish piecing together the situation.

 

“Hmm… I know who it is.”

“What do you know?”

 

Another person’s voice came from the prison he thought he was alone in.

 

 

* * *

 

 

‘Oh?’

 

The voice reaching his ears wasn’t unfamiliar.

It was the voice of someone he already knew.

How they had secretly entered the prison wasn’t important.

What mattered wasn’t the method but the purpose.

 

‘Why did that person come here? Surprising.’

 

Jung Myeong slowly turned his head toward the direction the voice came from.

Even after turning his head, he couldn’t sense any presence.

However, a figure was definitely visible to his eyes.

No presence but visible to the eyes – it was strange.

 

“What brings you here? I thought you were busy with public and private affairs, but perhaps not?”

 

Jung Myeong threw out words with clear barbs.

As Jung Myeong wielded his Tongue Sword, his opponent didn’t back down and met him head-on.

 

“Thanks to someone. I was truly busy with public and private affairs.”

“That’s truly good. I like it.”

“Is that so? I didn’t find it pleasant. But I heard there was good entertainment in the midst of it all! How could I miss it!”

“Have I become entertainment?”

“Isn’t that the case?”

“It seems right.”

 

A battle of Tongue Swords.

Jung Myeong retreated for now.

He didn’t want to waste more mental energy here, and he especially didn’t want to play along with his opponent’s style.

Did they think his Tongue Sword had grown rusty from this?

His opponent clicked their tongue.

 

“Tsk. Unlike you to admit it so easily. How boring.”

“It doesn’t seem like the time to just exchange clever words.”

“Hmph. You’re always quick at reading situations.”

“Do you dislike that?”

“No. It’s regrettable.”

 

Rather than showing likes or dislikes, his opponent expressed regret.

What direction was that regret aimed at.

 

“Regrettable?”

“Yes. Good players who read situations quickly are rare.”

 

His opponent didn’t hide the reason for their regret.

They regretted Jung Myeong as a person himself.

 

‘How absurd at this point.’

 

From the previous incident, Jung Myeong knew what decision his opponent had made.

Yet now they were expressing regret.

He snorted and reminded them of their previous decision.

 

“You’re saying this after throwing away such a good hand yourself? If you hadn’t thrown it away, no. If you had at least pretended to protect it, I wouldn’t be looking at things this way.”

“You knew about it too?”

“Didn’t you say I was quick to grasp situations? It would be strange if I didn’t know.”

“Tsk… You really never lose an argument.”

 

The other person stared blankly at Jung Myeong.

He clicked his tongue as if genuinely regretful.

But he didn’t release any killing intent or anything like that.

He had realized that binding Jung Myeong in such a way was impossible now.

Because his level as a Martial Artist had risen.

Jung Myeong had pushed forward knowing this.

 

“There’s no reason for me to deliberately lose, is there? Not to someone who arbitrarily treated me as a playing piece, moving me back and forth.”

“It’s been a while since we met, but you seem to have nothing to say.”

“Then I won’t say anything, so why don’t you go now?”

“How can I leave now? I still have regrets.”

 

What was the point of continuing this conversation?

He had clearly issued an order to leave.

But the other person showed no signs of backing down.

The other person clearly wanted something.

Why beat around the bush any longer?

 

‘He doesn’t seem inclined to speak until I ask.’

 

Jung Myeong, thinking there was no need to drag this out, asked directly.

 

“Ha. Then let me ask. What business brought you here? Great Hero Gyeom Gwang-ja.”

“I want to make a deal.”

 

Swoosh—

Gyeom Gwang-ja suddenly revealed himself.

His purpose. A deal.

 

“A deal…”

 

Gyeom Gwang-ja’s request for a deal.

This wasn’t the first time.

In fact, it was fitting for him. The Branch Leader of Black Point who was said to sell even human corpses.

That was his essence. And this meant he was a merchant.

For a merchant, making deals was like breathing.

He had always moved in this manner.

 

‘It was similar before too.’

 

One thing that had changed from before.

Jung Myeong’s position where he could now have conversations on equal terms.

 

‘He’s treating me as a Martial Artist.’

 

More precisely, it was treatment based on the level he possessed.

Thanks to that, the other person knew how to show patience.

It was a completely different attitude from before.

That treatment wasn’t bad. However.

 

‘Always like this. I don’t like that.’

 

Proposing deals in this manner didn’t sit well with him.

 

“I don’t really want to.”

“Is there a reason you can’t make a deal?”

“Normally, there wouldn’t be.”

“Then you can do it, can’t you?”

“What are you offering for the deal?”

 

Gyeom Gwang-ja was the opposite of Jung Myeong.

Unlike Jung Myeong who was indifferent, he clearly showed his intention to make this deal happen.

 

“For instance, telling you who attacked you. How about that?”

“An information deal. That’s fine now.”

“Oh?”

“Didn’t you say I was quick to catch on? I already expected that.”

“…While being in this prison?”

 

Jung Myeong’s unexpected answer.

Surprise filled Gyeom Gwang-ja’s eyes at this.

 

‘Like being in Buddha’s palm. No matter how much the monkey jumps around, it’s still within Buddha’s palm… but how did this one figure it out from inside here?’

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