The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 31

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

Chapter 31

Earthquakes begin at the epicenter and transmit shockwaves in all directions.

And the incident of Jeok-un’s intrusion during Sadocheon’s initiation ceremony was sufficient to have earthquake-like repercussions.

First, it completely turned upside down Changsha, which corresponded to the epicenter, and then naturally spread throughout all of Gangho.

“Ha, it’s already shocking enough that he fearlessly deceived Saja Dohuang and distributed drugs. But is it really true that Geumwol Daeju was a spy for Heukpaesong?”

“That’s what I’m saying. How long and meticulously must they have prepared for this?”

“What did that Heukpaesong announce?”

“Of course they’re playing dumb. They say they’re innocent and that this is Sadocheon’s scheme.”

“Those damn bastards dare!”

“Sigh, but it’s bitter on one hand. To think that one of the Sipcheon Daeju, the face of Sadocheon, was a spy.”

“Hmm, then in a way, it seems like that Jegal Family man called Jeok-un did a great service for Sadocheon…”

“Bah! What nonsense are you spouting!”

The Sapa members belonging to Sadocheon chattered about Heukpaesong’s evil deeds.

They had always been like enemies, but now they had reached an uncontrollable point.

This incident would certainly affect their conflict in many ways.

And within that, opinions emerged that Jeok-un, who had exposed such a conspiracy, had accomplished something great.

Of course, it was only a very small minority.

“Cheon-ju also judged that the sin of tarnishing Sadocheon’s honor was greater than the merit he performed, so he just threw him the position of Oecheon Unit’s Daeju.”

“Isn’t that right? And Baekya Unit at that. Cheon-ju also has an eye for things, so it’s as good as just tossing it to him.”

“Ugh, damn it. To think we have to eat from the same pot as some Jeongpa brat.”

And.

The reactions of the Jeongpa members who belatedly heard the news were all exactly the same.

“This piece of trash bastard! If it’s information from Jegal Sega, it would naturally be information from the Martial Arts Alliance! And he blabbered it to save his own skin?!”

“Why would Jegal Paeryong be called Paeryong for nothing? He’s called Paeryong because he’s unimaginably trash. This time it just wasn’t Jegal Sega but the entire righteous martial world as the opponent.”

Jegal Jeokun was branded not just as a family’s unfilial son, but as a true traitor to Jeongpa in name and reality.

Some said he should be called Jinhoe Paeryong, referencing Jinhoe, the most famous traitor in history, and quite a few people responded favorably to this.

The reason was obvious.

It was because of the source of the information that Jeok-un had intruded and spouted during the initiation ceremony.

Jeok-un had declared that he stole the information from Jegal Sega.

When the content Jeok-un had blabbered was detailed, and the gambling halls, drug warehouses, and farms actually exploded one after another according to that content, his testimony gained credibility.

As the situation grew out of control, Jegal Sega drew a firm line saying no such thing happened, but they had already lost persuasiveness.

Thinking about it, it was natural.

How could a person who was merely the second son of Jegal Sega obtain such secret information?

Naturally, it must be information acquired from Jegal Sega.

Muddy water splashed on the reputation of Jegal Sega, which had been as noble as a crane among chickens.

Of course, even so, because the reputation and achievements he had as the Martial Arts Alliance’s chief strategist and divine strategist were so great, it eventually sank below the surface as time passed.

But Jeok-un became someone who must be killed by Jeongpa without question.

Because he had properly scraped away Jeongpa’s dignity and prestige.

“How on earth did that bastard uncover our plan?”

“Damn it, that’s not what’s important right now. Because of that guy, all the information networks we had infiltrated into Sadocheon are being eliminated.”

“Jeok-un…! That vermin dares!”

But here, Heukpaesong also harbored hostility due to him exposing the spy they had spent a long time carefully infiltrating.

Without a doubt, Jeok-un had become the most precarious man in current Gangho.

* * *

Somewhere in Changsha.

Inside a secret manor.

If anyone from Changsha were to peek into the room, they would be startled and wonder if they were seeing things.

Because all the figures filling the room were without exception beings who held important positions in Sadocheon.

Even three of the ten Sipcheon Daeju were present at this gathering.

“Hmph, Gwak fellow. But do you know why we were summoned so urgently today?”

Then, Gwi-mong Daeju, Poison Wing Bee Jang Bo-heom, flared his large nostrils and spoke to the person sitting across from him.

“Can’t you tell just by looking? Isn’t it because of those damn No-ga bastards?”

Then Taesan Daeju GiantBlade Gwak Dae-mo, whose appearance was more reminiscent of a bandit chief than a warrior, looked at Jang Bo-heom pathetically and answered.

However, for some reason, Jang Bo-heom tilted his head.

“Bah, that guy. Is there anything more problematic about him? The dirty money has all been cleaned and siphoned off long ago. Hmph, it’s not my boast, but I cut all the tails properly even when the law enforcement unit dug in…”

“Gwi-mong Daeju.”

Then, a man who had been quietly keeping his eyes closed and saving his words despite the two’s conversation spoke up.

It was Cheonho Daeju Ghost Evil Tiger Ham Mu-hyul, who had a sharp impression like a well-forged blade.

“…Yes?”

“Since this is the place it is, please watch your mouth.”

“?!”

“Pfft!”

Though he was as courteous as possible, it was telling him to shut up.

Jang Bo-heom’s face turned red as if it would burst from embarrassment.

Anger surged up, but he couldn’t say anything.

Because not all Sipcheon Units were the same.

He was the leader of a ninth-ranked combat unit, just one rank above the expelled Geumwol Unit’s ranking.

But Ham Mu-hyul was the Daeju of Cheonho Unit, which ranked second, right behind Saryong Unit, Sadocheon’s premier combat unit.

Moreover, even setting that aside, Ham Mu-hyul’s backing was incomparable to Jang Bo-heom’s.

“Ahem, well, the wait is getting long so I’m getting chatty out of boredom. Ham Daeju, you’re being hurtful…”

Because of that, just as Jang Bo-heom cowered like a beaten puppy.

Creak-!

“!!”

“…!”

Finally, the door opened and a middle-aged man with two attendants appeared.

Jichal Danzu, Ghost Shadow Flying Kill Ham Baek.

Jipgaek Danzu Flame White Ghost Hwang Jin-rang.

Surprisingly, two of the five unit leaders were escorting one person.

Rustle!

Rustle rustle!

The moment he entered the room, everyone present stood up and welcomed their master.

“Your subordinates greet the Lord!”

“We greet the Lord!”

Sadocheon’s second heaven, hidden behind Saja Dohuang.

Mad Soul Fist Doyecheon.

“…”

Radiating overwhelming presence, Doyecheon walked toward the head seat with an expressionless face and sat down.

Then he swept his subordinates once with his characteristically emotionless eyes and said.

“Sit.”

“Yes, sir!”

The unit leaders and Daeju bowed deeply with cupped fists, then sat down quietly without a sound.

Before anyone could bring up personal matters, Doyecheon bluntly opened his mouth.

“There are vacant seats.”

“…”

No one could easily speak up.

There were currently two vacant seats.

One belonged to the deceased Geumwol Daeju Noh Hwang-mun, and the other belonged to Doyecheon’s son, Gwanghon Daeju Dojuman.

Dojuman had not yet recovered from the injuries he received from Jeok-un.

But Doyecheon didn’t care about Dojuman’s situation in the slightest.

Doyecheon’s gaze only reached No Hwang-mun’s seat.

“What a shame. He was quite a useful man.”

Doyecheon’s statement was matter-of-fact.

He didn’t seem to care at all that No Hwang-mun was a spy for Heukpaesong, or that he had distributed drugs banned by Sadocheon.

No, rather he seemed calm as if he had expected this.

Distributing drugs would have been impossible without Doyecheon’s tacit permission.

“Have you found a successor for the Geumwol Daeju?”

“Yes, yes?”

Doyecheon’s gaze was directed toward Jang Bo-heom.

It was a task he had assigned to him before today’s meeting was convened.

“We, we are looking, but it’s a bit difficult to recommend someone from our side again…”

No Hwang-mun was clearly Doyecheon’s man, and it would be unreasonable for Doyecheon to install his successor again.

However, that wasn’t the answer Doyecheon wanted.

“…”

“-!!”

Doyecheon simply stared at Jang Bo-heom without a word.

Swoosh!

That was all he did, but.

“Kugh, kek?!”

Jang Bo-heom, receiving that gaze, began to suffer as if someone was gripping his heart with tremendous force.

“I, I will definitely find one!! By any means necessary, s, somehow…!!”

His complexion turning from blue to purple, he shouted that he would somehow make it happen.

Swoosh!

Only then did the oppressive energy disappear.

Doyecheon, who had been looking at Jang Bo-heom like he was looking at an insect, soon turned his gaze to Execution Squad Leader Hwang Jin-rang.

“How is the Execution Squad responding?”

“They’re running around like a colt with its tail on fire.”

“Of course they would. Those bastards think they’ve got justification.”

“If you command it, our Execution Squad will put a stop to them.”

“No, there’s no need for that. It’s not time to bare our fangs yet.”

“I obey.”

Doyecheon’s rewards and punishments were clear.

He rewarded those with merit so generously it was jaw-dropping, but he was cruel and vicious to those who committed crimes.

There were more than a few who had caught Doyecheon’s eye only to fall to the path of the underworld.

But it was precisely because he was a figure with such leadership that he could rally this many people against Lion Emperor Dokgo Cheon.

“Continue.”

Doyecheon left those words and leaned back in his seat.

Meaning they should proceed with the next agenda item on their own.

And the topic that took the longest time in the meeting was, as expected, the dissolution of the Geumwol-dae and the resulting prohibition of gambling halls and drug sales.

“I really can’t understand Cheon-ju. Why did he destroy the drug warehouse and burn down the farm? That’s all money, isn’t it?”

“What’s so wrong with drugs that he throws such a fit…”

“With all these regulations, I can’t tell if this is Sapa or Jeongpa.”

“Since it came to this, if we had just killed those No-ga bastards and quietly acquired the businesses, it would have been a real goldmine.”

“Tsk, how stupid. Heukpaesong spent money to build the entire foundation for us.”

Jang Bo-heom and Gwak Dae-mo were openly hurling insults at Dokgo Cheon.

They didn’t care at all that people in Changsha were dying or becoming crippled because of drugs.

What mattered to them was only their own safety and profits.

‘…I feel like vomiting.’

The only one thinking differently from everyone else here was Cheonho-dae Leader Ham Mu-hyul.

It was then.

Doyecheon spoke to Ham Baek, Ham Mu-hyul’s father and Intelligence Squad Leader.

“Ham Baek.”

“Yes, Lord.”

“How did that matter I asked you to look into turn out?”

“Yes, I’ll report now.”

There was one piece of intelligence gathering that Doyecheon had personally assigned to Ham Baek.

“All the rumors about Jegal Jeokun were true.”

It was about Jeok-un, who had caused all this chaos.

From the well-known patricide incident to the subsequent rumors about divine weapons.

And the intrusion during the alliance ceremony and the duel with Cheon-ju.

Ham Baek reported only the key events in a clear and organized manner.

“…Therefore, our unit speculates that the twin swords he used are divine weapons that the Jegal Sega had hidden away.”

“Huh, divine weapons.”

When Ham Baek finished speaking, a light commotion arose.

The eyes of all those murmuring were filled with deep greed.

“Even though he was being lenient, if it could block Cheon-ju’s blade, it really seems to be a divine weapon…”

“And there are two of them, not just one?”

“If those items fell into our hands…”

After waiting for the commotion to settle, Ham Baek continued.

“Based on those who witnessed the duel with Cheon-ju, his measured skill level is around transcendent master.”

“Ho, transcendent master at an age not even twenty yet.”

“Yes, he has potential comparable to the Sa-cheon Sip-ung or Gu-ryong Sa-bong, but-.”

If Jeongpa had Gu-ryong Sa-bong, then Sapa had Sa-cheon Sip-ung.

They were the dozen or so individuals considered to be at the top among the countless rising talents of the Central Plains.

One could understand just how outstanding Jeok-un’s achievements were.

However.

“…And yet the position Cheon-ju gave him was merely Baekya-dae.”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

Dokgo Cheon had only given Jeok-un the ridiculous position of Baekya-dae and left it at that.

Suddenly, a gleam appeared in Doyecheon’s eyes.

In fact, Jeok-un’s strategic value was very high.

If he knew enough to identify Heukpaesong spies hidden within Sadocheon, how valuable must the other information he possessed be?

But despite this, seeing that Dokgo Cheon had merely given him the position of Baekya-dae leader and called it done, Dokgo Cheon had made his judgment about Jeok-un.

“That means Cheon-ju judged that the information he possesses is nothing beyond No Hwang-mun’s.”

That what he knew was only that much.

A bug with only a flashy shell and no substance.

“Yes, I judge it the same way. He surely flaunted his worth in their private meeting and demanded a high position, but…”

“Hehe, such pathetic bluffing wouldn’t work on that old tiger.”

Doyecheon intuited that Jeok-un had completely fallen from the alliance leader’s interest.

Because Dokgo Cheon never gave even a glance to things that had lost his interest.

The moment Jeok-un was deemed irredeemable trash by Cheon-ju.

“Then we should contact him as quickly as possible.”

“…Pardon?”

Doyecheon’s following words were completely different from everyone’s expectations.

While everyone in the hall looked puzzled, Doyecheon continued.

“His potential as a warrior is top-tier. Moreover, if he’s developed ill feelings toward the alliance leader-.”

“Ah, he’d be suitable to use as a disposable asset.”

“Right. And.”

Suddenly, Doyecheon’s eyes gleamed coldly.

“We need to recover the pearls from the pig’s neck, don’t we? To obtain the items easily, we should put shackles on his ankles before anyone else sets their sights on him.”

“-!!”

He had no intention of taking Jeok-un under his wing.

He simply meant to take only the divine object and then discard him.

“Right, they said the man was assigned to the Baekya Unit. In that case….”

As Doyecheon thought of the right person, a man’s face came to mind.

Doyecheon gave an order to Jang Bo-heom, who had just barely caught his breath.

“Yamong Daeju. Tomorrow at sunrise, go meet the ‘Ya-ju.’ Then use him to win over Jeok-un.”

“Yes, yes sir!”

Muttering “Ya-ju, Ya-ju” quietly to himself, Jang Bo-heom bowed respectfully.

Doyecheon leaned back against his chair with satisfaction.

‘Jegal Jeokun.’

He quietly hoped.

For the day to come soon when he could break his new toy with his own hands.

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