The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 108
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Chapter 108
In an instant, they were creating distance, but they too must have already realized.
That even escaping wouldn’t be so easy.
What Cheongun aimed for was the one closest to him.
The one he could deal with most certainly, with the fewest variables.
Having successfully severed the neck, Cheongun gave them no time to prepare.
Among those who had created distance, the one who hadn’t managed to create enough.
The one whose gaze had been momentarily drawn to his companion’s fallen head.
He instantly moved toward that person and severed the second neck.
Honestly speaking, they were at a level that wasn’t much help.
The depth of their hidden surveillance had made him expect a little more, but as expected, it was better not to have expectations…
That was when it happened.
Cheongun, who was instinctively launching his body toward the next target.
A place quite distant from where these five were.
A place too far for Cheongun to sense anything.
A single Bido was flying toward Cheongun, its form hidden in the darkness.
It was a Bido invisible to the eyes.
It was impossible to tell whether it had hidden its body in the shadows, or if it was the shadow itself.
If he hadn’t sensed that brief moment of internal energy, even Cheongun wouldn’t have been able to react so quickly.
“Now!!”
Two heads were already rolling on the ground, but it was fine.
After all, the purpose wasn’t to face Cheongun, but to draw his attention, even if just for a moment.
The moment Cheongun’s gaze and attention focused on the Bido, hidden weapons began pouring from the bosoms of those who had created distance.
They were all hidden weapons carrying deadly poison, but poison wasn’t much of a problem for Cheongun.
And honestly, hidden weapons of their level didn’t even require his attention.
“It seems you came with the wrong information about me.”
Tick.
The hidden weapons that had flown with momentum that seemed capable of piercing anything rolled pathetically on the ground without even touching Cheongun’s collar.
Meanwhile, the single Bido that had flown.
This most secretive and most dangerous Bido.
The Bido that had reached the tip of Cheongun’s neck seemed about to pierce through that neck for a moment.
Thud.
“Compared to that person’s… it’s full of openings.”
Cheongun caught the Bido far too easily, as if catching something someone had tossed to him.
“Wuying Dao.”
Cheongun returned it exactly the same way toward where this Bido had come from.
The internal energy condensed at the end of the handle left Cheongun’s hand and began to explode, creating the strange sight of actually accelerating after leaving his hand.
Cheongun, who had been tracking the Bido that had already disappeared from view, soon withdrew his gaze.
“I missed him.”
There were still others he hadn’t missed, so he tried to capture them for interrogation.
“…”
In that brief moment, they had ended their own lives faster than anyone.
The corpses had already melted away, leaving only puddles.
“Tsk.”
It was somewhat regrettable, but since it had already happened, there was nothing to be done.
It wasn’t as if no traces remained at all.
The assassination techniques these people used.
They were assassination techniques that remained faintly in Cheongun’s memory.
“Definitely Saseokryeon’s assassination techniques…”
For some reason, it seemed they had only used basic ones.
It was somewhat suspicious, but for now, this was the only clear evidence.
* * *
“Huu…”
Even he himself couldn’t understand the meaning of the deeply exhaled sigh.
The leader of Salmaek.
The Wielder of Wuying Dao hurriedly tucked the returned Wuying Dao into his bosom.
Drip.
Blood drops falling to the ground were indicating his departure route, but there was no time to deal with this.
‘Truly a monster.’
He hadn’t thought he could take his life with this one attempt.
However, he hadn’t expected the Danju to lose their lives without being able to do anything.
If focusing on the word ‘Hwagyeong’ was a mistake, then it was a mistake.
Rather, what he should have focused on was not ‘Hwagyeong’ but ‘minimum’.
If he hadn’t been able to block the returned Wuying Dao with his hand, wouldn’t it have been his heart that was half-pierced instead of his hand?
“Kugh… but half was successful.”
Now he just needed to return and watch the situation…
“Where are you going in such a hurry?”
“Wh, who…!”
No matter how serious his injury was, he hadn’t even sensed a presence?
“This is repayment for showing me a good spectacle.”
The last thing the leader of Salmaek saw was a firmly pressed bamboo hat and shabby clothing.
And the gleaming eyes between them.
Dokgo Geom, who had cleanly severed the neck with a single strike, picked up the head rolling on the ground.
“How is this fellow?”
It was a familiar face.
He’d had quite a bit of contact with Assassin Groups while carrying out missions.
“Why would Salmaek target that Sohyeop?”
It was the first question that came to mind, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by the question that followed.
“Who might he be, and from where?”
He was a suddenly appeared figure.
They had met by chance at the inn, and he had also been watching him.
When their eyes first met, he seemed to know him.
At that time, he had just thought he was a promising youngster of Gangho who admired him.
But looking now, he wasn’t just a promising youngster, was he?
‘Concise and efficient movements, and he grasped what was happening from this great distance.’
No matter how he thought about it, there was no talent of this caliber.
The Blue Righteousness Corps and Yellow Righteousness Corps that would soon be established.
He was at a level where he wouldn’t be lacking even as a Danju, let alone a member.
“I’d like to have a conversation with him…”
That young man still hadn’t left the scene.
Whether it was to search for something, or if he had sensed his presence, was unknown.
He had never wished for such a thing, but he found himself hoping that the young man was from some unknown family, or had no particular background to speak of other than his region.
First setting the corpse aside for a moment, Dokgo Geom headed straight toward Cheongun.
Cheongun was gathering the hidden weapons these people had used, the only things he could find among the corpses that had already melted away.
“These are also Saseokryeon’s.”
All evidence was indicating that it was Saseokryeon’s doing.
Everything was fitting together too easily, but it was difficult to confirm immediately.
First, the fact that he could identify which Assassin Group these pieces of evidence belonged to was due to memories from his previous life.
If Cheongun hadn’t had that information, it would have taken time to figure out.
This one fact was indicating that these pieces of evidence weren’t fabricated.
In Dokgo Geom’s case, he knew the face of the Salmaek leader, so he could identify them immediately, but Salmaek was a relatively recently formed Assassin Group.
One that was rapidly expanding its influence.
In terms of scale, Heuksalmun and Saseokryeon were the largest.
Since he couldn’t be certain which one it was yet, Cheongun first collected all the hidden weapons, the only evidence they had left behind.
“We meet again, Sohyeop.”
Just then, a voice came from where Cheongun had thrown his Shadowless Blade.
“I greet Senior Dokgo Geom.”
“So you knew after all. Is that why you looked at me that way?”
“That’s correct.”
“My, how embarrassing. Do you have a moment?”
“Yes. I have time.”
In Dokgo Geom’s hand was a severed head of unknown identity.
Noticing his gaze, Dokgo Geom shook his head and spoke.
“I’d like to have a conversation with you, Sohyeop. Could you spare some time?”
“Of course.”
For his age?
No, that’s not right.
Even by the absolute standards of Gangho, the Sohyeop before him was strong.
“As you already know, I am Dokgo Geom Jinwi.”
“I am Cheongun of Cheongeumjang.”
“…Cheongeumjang?”
Does this mean he’s a warrior employed by Cheongeumjang?
“I am Cheongun, the Patriarch of Cheongeumjang.”
Perhaps because not revealing his position as Patriarch had become a habit, he ended up introducing himself twice.
“…Huh. The Patriarch of Cheongeumjang…”
What should he say?
Setting aside how the Patriarch of Cheongeumjang possessed such martial prowess, the problem was that Cheongeumjang was different from other sects in Gangho.
Wasn’t it a place where money came first above all else?
Though the Cheongun before him didn’t seem that way, his background itself was quite difficult to simply overlook.
After briefly pondering what reaction he should show, Dokgo Geom smiled and said.
“Could you treat this senior to a drink?”
At those words, Cheongun also smiled and replied.
“Yes. I shall do so.”
“Thank you. I have a place I frequent. Let’s go there together.”
“Yes.”
The destination they arrived at after traveling with Dokgo Geom was the largest Giru in the vicinity.
Though it might seem unexpected, this was actually Cheongun’s first time setting foot in a Giru.
While contact with Haomun was mainly through Giru, since not everyone did so, Cheongun had made contact through other methods.
“Brother Jinwi. You’ve come again?”
“Haha. How could I forget this smile of yours?”
“Hoho… How embarrassing. But who is this handsome man beside you?”
Dokgo Geom seemed to be quite famous in this Giru already.
Several courtesans flocked to him as soon as he appeared.
Though Cheongun had no difficulty dealing with women, he had no immunity to this kind of atmosphere.
Even though he hadn’t sat down yet, he felt as if he were sitting on a bed of thorns.
“He’s a junior I know. Since it’s his first time, don’t be too mischievous.”
“Oh my, is that so?”
“He seems like some kind of noble young master…”
“You all would be nowhere near sufficient for him, so don’t any of you set your sights on him.”
“Hmm… Understood, brother.”
The place they were guided to by the courtesans was the top floor of the Giru.
“Everyone leave us for now.”
“Yes, brother.”
At Dokgo Geom’s words, everyone left, and soon Dokgo Geom looked at Cheongun and asked.
“The Patriarch of Cheongeumjang… Though you don’t seem it, I’m quite surprised.”
“Is there a reason for that?”
“You don’t even look like you’ve reached twenty yet. Am I right?”
“That’s correct.”
“Huh…”
Did he have the qualifications to judge Cheongun’s talent?
To simply call him a talent seemed endlessly insufficient.
“As the Patriarch of Cheongeumjang, I trust you must know many things.”
“Does this have something to do with Sanghaeng?”
At that answer, Dokgo Geom burst into laughter.
“Haha. How interesting. You didn’t seem to speak in roundabout ways.”
“That’s correct. I simply judge when it’s necessary to do so.”
“Mm. I suppose it might have felt somewhat that way.”
Cheongeumjang was strictly a merchant group.
While the principle of non-interference existed between the government and the Martial World, Cheongeumjang was not like that.
It could be seen as a place deeply connected to both the government and the Martial World.
If that weren’t the case, he wouldn’t have reacted so sensitively.
“Please understand. I’ve never been in such a position before.”
“I understand completely. It’s something you haven’t experienced.”
“Thank you. I should ask the question differently. How much interest does Cheongeumjang have in Martial World affairs?”
“I know that Senior Dokgo Geom serves as the Daeju of the Gyeolho Faction.”
“…Hmm…”
Dokgo Geom Jinwi, Daeju of the Gyeolho Faction.
It had been about two weeks since Jinwi became the Daeju of the Gyeolho Faction.
“I suppose that could be considered fortunate. More than that, what exactly were those assassins from earlier?”
“Isn’t it like the fate that those who originally possess much must face?”
Yes, that was an understandable answer.
However, an Assassin Group.
And their leader had come out personally?
Dokgo Geom was certain.
There was definitely something more to this.
Without that, the current situation couldn’t be explained.
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