Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 47

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Chapter 47

 

“Manager Seong, of course, and all those who moved with me know that I did everything alone, and the others currently in Yang-ryeong have probably heard rumors and know about it, but would they really believe it?”

 

Common sense dictated that this wasn’t something a single martial artist from Yang Gwang I Hyeon could accomplish alone.

 

Han Jang-kwang, who could be considered a leader of the Four Major Sects, was a master of Five Energy Harmonizing Origin, and beneath him were numerous masters of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

 

Yet looking at the results now, the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace had seized Yang-ryeong.

 

To others, this could only appear as if the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace’s power had intervened.

 

As I said before, common sense doesn’t exist for nothing.

 

That’s why I attached it for mockery.

 

A bastard son who can’t accomplish anything alone and can only achieve something resembling success by borrowing the Main Palace’s power.

 

Hence, Seol San Ma-gun.

 

“Not only the three cities mentioned above, but even Yang-je Kingdom’s imperial family – everyone thinks the Snow Palace intervened. That’s the current situation. I have no intention of borrowing organizational power in the future either, but they won’t think that way.”

 

“….”

 

“In such a situation, unless they’ve gone mad, they won’t dare touch Yang-ryeong. Don’t you think so?”

 

“…That’s true too, but aren’t you worried?”

 

“Should I be? About such things?”

 

“Ha, really. You said you don’t want to borrow organizational power, right? What will you do if they go crazy and charge at us?”

 

“What else? I’ll have to kill them all.”

 

Looking at Manager Seong whose mouth fell wide open, I continued speaking calmly.

 

“It’s not like I enjoy killing people.”

 

“…Didn’t you?”

 

“Of course not. For now, I plan to focus only on completely absorbing Yang-ryeong. During that process, not only Bong Rae, but Sa Ryang and Jeok An won’t interfere with Yang-ryeong either. They’ll occasionally keep us in check though.”

 

“For example?”

 

“Blocking transport routes or massacring merchant groups… I can’t think of anything else besides that.”

 

“…Does that classify as keeping in check? That’s practically asking for a fight.”

 

I stared at Manager Seong intently.

 

“I’m a bit confused about this, but is it true that there’s a gold mine in Bong Rae County?”

 

Manager Seong flinched. And no answer came.

 

“I asked a question. Is it true or not?”

 

“…There is. That gold mine is huge.”

 

“The location is….”

 

“…It’s between Yang-ryeong and Bong Rae. Of course, it’s closer to Bong Rae.”

 

“Is that so? Thanks for the good information.”

 

“Why are you being so unsettling?”

 

“For now, I need to build up my strength too, so there’s no need to worry.”

 

However.

 

“Hasn’t any letter or such come from Yang-je Kingdom? By now, messengers or soldiers should have arrived.”

 

“…They say speak of the tiger and it appears, and look, here they come.”

 

I turned my head.

 

They were coming.

 

A total of ‘five’ men flying the Yang Imperial Army’s flag.

 

That’s right. Five men.

 

The horses they rode must have been fine steeds, as even their hoofbeats sounded different.

 

They stopped in the courtyard in front of the government office, and the man at the front dismounted and shouted.

 

“Imperial decree from Yang-je Kingdom!”

 

I chuckled.

 

Manager Seong beside me tried to bow, but I raised my hand to stop him.

 

There was no reason for Manager Seong to show courtesy to someone like Yang-je Kingdom’s emperor.

 

Manager Seong only needed to bow to the Palace Lord of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.

 

The same applied to those who had become my people.

 

I also signaled with my eyes to the Branch Members not far away. If they showed courtesy, I would chop off their heads immediately.

 

I turned my head to look at Yang-je Kingdom’s messengers.

 

Their attire was splendid, and Yang-je Kingdom’s emblem was embroidered on their chests. The same went for their flag.

 

“Not content with brutally murdering Magistrate Jeong Mu-gi, you even massacred all the government office personnel – such are the actions of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace! By imperial decree….”

 

“Stop, I can’t listen to this.”

 

“…What?”

 

“Do I look like a citizen of Yang-je Kingdom to you?”

 

The messenger seemed at a loss for words and closed his mouth.

 

“Yang No-ryong is your emperor, not mine.”

 

I stood up from my seat.

 

“The fact that messengers came instead of soldiers means you’re willing to have a dialogue, but hearing the content, you haven’t grasped the situation at all.”

 

“…What are you saying?”

 

“If my ears aren’t mistaken, you called him an innocent magistrate. Is that right?”

 

“That’s correct.”

 

“It seems Yang-je Kingdom is full of idiots.”

 

“…You bastard! What kind of nonsense are you spouting!”

 

The guy next to the messenger flared up, but the messenger’s hand grabbed that soldier’s shoulder.

 

The messenger asked.

 

“An explanation of what you mean is necessary.”

 

Ignoring him, I extended my hand to the side and said.

 

“Won Yang, come here.”

 

Then Won Yang, who had been waiting in the distance, ran toward me.

 

I handed her the ledger and petition document I was holding.

 

“Give these to those idiots.”

 

Won Yang flinched.

 

She asked me with her eyes.

 

These aren’t copies, is it okay?

 

I smiled.

 

Of course it’s okay.

 

If they had any sense, they wouldn’t tear them up or anything. Even if they did tear them, it would only give us more justification.

 

Won Yang, who had been hesitating, approached the messenger and handed over the ledger and petition document.

 

The messenger, who had been frowning, read through them one by one and soon turned pale.

 

I waited until he repeated it once more, reading it twice in total.

 

What I had to say was already decided.

 

“That’s the document where Yang-ryeong’s magistrate and the Four Major Sects gathered three days ago to petition for my death, and the ledger of bribes the magistrate had been taking. It’s also evidence that from the beginning, the magistrate violated the non-aggression pact between the martial world and the court by actively intervening with the Four Major Sects.”

 

“….”

 

“Do you still have nothing to say?”

 

* * *

 

Messenger Mak So-hong was at a loss for words for the first time in a while.

 

First, he needed to be certain.

 

From Mak So-hong’s perspective, this ledger and petition document were not copies.

 

Of course, since he wasn’t an expert, he couldn’t be completely sure, but Mak So-hong thought that fakes couldn’t possibly be this elaborate.

 

In other words, they had no justification.

 

“…But you did massacre them, didn’t you? That’s definitely wrong.”

 

Woon-hwi let out a small laugh and asked in a quiet voice.

 

“Do you not understand the meaning of breaking the covenant between the government and Murim?”

 

“….”

 

“Setting aside all that nonsense about long-standing traditions, when the government enters Murim, it means they tacitly agree to handle matters according to Murim’s ways.”

 

“The reverse would be true as well.”

 

“I won’t deny it. That’s correct. It would be fine to handle things according to the government’s methods. But did Magistrate Jeong Mu-gi have such a choice?”

 

“….”

 

“Murim is not a place where you fight with words. He paid the price with his life. I am confident about that matter, but what about you?”

 

Woon-hwi rose from his seat.

 

Mak So-hong silently watched Woon-hwi, who slowly moved his steps and approached him.

 

“Since you’re just a messenger anyway, there’s no point in talking at length. From now on, I will make two demands of you. If even one of these two is not accepted, the surname of the Yang-je Kingdom will change.”

 

Strength entered his hands.

 

This bastard….

 

“…Do you understand the weight of what you’re saying right now?”

 

“Of course. Why? Think I can’t do it?”

 

He couldn’t easily answer that question.

 

If it were Seol Woon-hwi alone, of course he couldn’t.

 

The territory of the Yang-je Kingdom was vast, and it was filled with masters who had reached the Five Realms of Martial God.

 

But what was Seol Woon-hwi’s background?

 

The Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.

 

He swallowed his saliva.

 

Woon-hwi slowly continued speaking.

 

“I’ll state my demands now, so open your ears and listen well. First, Yang-ryeong is now the territory of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace. It’s no longer territory of the Yang-je, so withdraw all your military camps in the vicinity. And second, compensation. Not only all the money stolen from me, but my people were injured because of you, and I was injured as well. The person responsible is dead, but the grudge remains, so we must see this through to the end.”

 

“….”

 

“The compensation amount is exactly 10,000 nyang in gold coins.”

 

The amounts he had mentioned when pressuring the Four Major Sects were unrealistic, but this wasn’t.

 

This was compensation demanded from a nation, so it was reasonable enough to give and receive.

 

But not to the messenger who was listening. He asked back with an incredulous expression.

 

“…Are you saying that with a sound mind?”

 

A murderous smile formed on Woon-hwi’s lips.

 

“It seems you can’t grasp reality, so what should I do? Messenger, should I cut off your head and stick it on the Yang-je Kingdom’s Imperial Capital flag for my sincerity to get through?”

 

Because it seemed like he really would do it, Woon-hwi grabbed the shoulder of the messenger who swallowed his saliva.

 

“I don’t know who you’ll relay my words to, but as a favor, I’d appreciate it if you could tell someone who understands what they’re told.”

 

“….”

 

“I think Yang-ryeong is sufficient, but if even one of my conditions is not accepted, I will smash and tear apart all of the Yang-je Kingdom’s land around this Yang-ryeong.”

 

“…Are you serious?”

 

“Do I look like I’m joking right now?”

 

“….”

 

“If you don’t want everything smashed to pieces, accept my conditions. If you won’t, I’ll make you. Understand?”

 

“…I’ll relay it as such for now.”

 

“Please do.”

 

And so the messenger departed.

 

* * *

 

Mak So-hong headed to Geonkon Castle.

 

He had no choice.

 

In the case of major incidents like the murder of a magistrate, the one with authority to respond immediately was the Provincial Governor of Geonkon Castle.

 

Song Hak, the Provincial Governor of Geonkon Province.

 

He held all the authority.

 

Song Hak carefully examined the document that messenger Mak So-hong had brought.

 

Two demands. 10,000 nyang in compensation and withdrawal of military camps around Yang-ryeong.

 

“Huh…. This is a proper talent I haven’t seen in a while.”

 

Mak So-hong blinked. A talent? That crazy bastard?

 

“Provincial Governor. This is certainly authentic. But since that bastard even insulted the Yang-je Kingdom, if we just burn this authentic document here….”

 

“If we burn it, then what comes next?”

 

“…Pardon?”

 

Song Hak quietly stroked his beard and spoke in a gentle voice.

 

“Whether this is authentic or a copy doesn’t matter. This is the will of the Snow Palace. The moment we tear this up, it becomes authentic in some way.”

 

To be precise.

 

“This is a move made looking three steps ahead. First, since the magistrate made the first move, they already have justification. Second, by making it an official document through you as a messenger, they limited our options. Third, the conditions are also clever. 10,000 nyang? One war would cost several times that amount.”

 

A smile appeared on Song Hak’s lips.

 

“Currently, the Yang-je Kingdom’s court doesn’t have the capacity to wage war. Let alone a war with the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace? The court’s will is to avoid even friction. The Snow Palace couldn’t be unaware of this. Looking at the current situation, it seems like a humiliating demand thrown to exploit that, but when you look closely, it’s actually a condition that benefits us as well.”

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