The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 20

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Chapter 20

The warriors of the Demon Sect Branch had arrived right in front of Jungseokmun.

Cheongun and the Old Beggar watched those sitting in the distance.

The Old Beggar soon withdrew his gaze from Cheongun and pulled out a bottle of rice wine he had been carrying at his waist.

At the sloshing sound, Cheongun, who had been looking ahead, turned to look at the beggar.

“Rice wine?”

“That’s right, but would it suit Young Master’s taste?”

“How can alcohol suit or not suit one’s taste?”

An interesting answer.

He appeared to be around twenty years old, yet every response seemed to carry the weight of experience.

Unlike martial prowess, experience doesn’t easily show through.

“Hehe, each of your answers is hard to predict.”

“That’s nice to hear.”

“Please take some.”

The Sect Leader of the Demon Sect Branch took the lead and completely destroyed Jungseokmun’s signboard and main gate.

It was just one strike.

The gate and signboard that had seemed quite massive were split in two with a single blow.

The symbolic signboard rolled on the ground, and the massive gate collapsed.

And through the gap, the Makyodo began to rush in.

“Kill them all!”

I wondered how they could be so bold in broad daylight, but it seems they had already cleared all the people from the surrounding area.

Well, with this scale, it wouldn’t make much difference even if it happened at night.

“Who do you think will win, Young Master?”

Sharing a cup of rice wine together, I had suddenly become a spectator watching a fight.

“The stronger side will win.”

“…That’s obvious, isn’t it?”

“The side I join will be the stronger side.”

A clear answer.

The side I’ll join is already decided anyway.

The reason I’m not immediately helping Jungseokmun is because I don’t know much about them yet.

They appear to be a Righteous Sect, but being righteous doesn’t necessarily mean being just.

Everyone would consider something unjust if it doesn’t align with their own sense of justice.

And Cheongun is the same.

So he doesn’t particularly think either the Makyodo or the Righteous Sect is wrong.

Because Cheongun would do the same.

“Hehe, it seems you will indeed intervene directly.”

“Wouldn’t I? Watching from the sidelines isn’t my hobby.”

“It’s fortunate you don’t have such bad taste.”

Perhaps because it was a beggar’s rice wine, the quantity wasn’t that much.

Since two people shared what one person would drink, it was quickly emptied after just a few sips.

“If I had known this would happen, I should have brought some good alcohol.”

“Oh, would you give some to this old beggar too?”

“When it comes to alcohol, the people you drink with are more important than the type.”

“It seems I’ll gain an unexpected drinking companion in my old age…”

The beggar, who seemed satisfied with Cheongun’s words, muttered to himself and quietly stood up.

“This old man should be going now. If debris comes flying, I’m too old to dodge and might die.”

“I would block it for you.”

“If I owe my life to a drinking companion, what could I repay you with? An old man who has nothing but his body.”

And then he suddenly disappeared.

He seemed like a special old beggar.

Well, he must be a beggar with a story.

With that thought, Cheongun looked back toward Jungseokmun.

He could see that all the Makyodo had entered Jungseokmun.

The Branch Manager had also lingered outside briefly before entering inside Jungseokmun.

“I can’t see much more from here.”

Cheongun also moved his position.

To a place where he could see inside Jungseokmun well.

As he tried to find a suitable spot, the interior of Jungseokmun became clearly visible.

“St-stop them!”

“Sect Leader! These bastards… they’re really Demon Sect bastards…!”

“I knew this would happen!!”

How could a small sect face a Demon Sect Branch alone?

These were people who had survived in this place far from the Demon Sect’s stronghold.

They definitely couldn’t be taken lightly.

Even though the Branch Manager hadn’t stepped forward yet, Jungseokmun was already being pushed back so badly that the Sect Leader had to step out.

Contrary to what he had thought, a very young-looking Sect Leader was waiting for the Demon Sect Branch members.

Though he hadn’t stepped forward directly yet, the hand gripping his sword was trembling.

‘Hmm?’

But there was one strange thing.

He could understand it for the others.

But the Sect Leader shouldn’t be like that.

Why was the Sect Leader of Jungseokmun, which uses the character for heavy , wielding an ordinary sword instead of a great sword or heavy sword?

Wondering if there might be some special sword technique, he watched with curious eyes.

And not long after, the Sect Leader began to step forward directly.

“Haaaa!!!”

The Sect Leader, gripping his sword with both hands, let out a powerful shout as his internal energy began to surge.

It was decent internal energy.

Quite pure for his age too.

Thanks to this, the morale of the Jungseokmun disciples began to soar.

“Ooh…! The Sect Leader is stepping forward himself!”

“We’ve got this! These Demon Sect bastards…!”

When Jungseokmun’s Sect Leader stepped forward directly, the Vice Sect Leader stepped out from the Demon Sect Branch side.

“I’ll handle this.”

“You seem sufficient.”

“Yes.”

Their internal energy wasn’t too bad, but that was all they had.

They were troublesome because they had trained their external energy.

Wounds that would normally be deep cuts ended up shallow.

But it was still just a matter of time anyway.

Just cut the same place that was cut once, again and again.

I had thought it was just an ordinary new sect, but it turned out they had moved their main base.

“Heavy Intent Sword Technique, First Form!!”

The first form shown to the Vice Sect Leader charging toward him.

“Thousand Pound Sword!!”

The Branch Manager charged with a ridiculous expression.

But the Branch Manager’s expression, having received that sword, was instantly colored with bewilderment.

“Kugh!!”

Apart from internal energy, the pressure he felt was extraordinary.

What kind of strength was this strong? It felt like a massive mountain was pressing down on him.

“Kraaaah!!”

It seems he can’t exert strength without letting out a battle cry.

I acknowledge his strength.

His internal energy was also considerable for his age.

However, his attacks are far too simple and linear.

Such attacks create large openings with just a slight deflection.

The Vice Branch Manager slightly relaxed the strength in his sword-holding hand, and at the same time, the sect leader’s sword slid along the blade and struck the ground forcefully.

Thud.

It sounded as if an iron mace rather than a sword had fallen.

Thrust.

He stabbed.

He definitely stabbed, but the sword that pierced the side didn’t penetrate very deeply.

“Kugh!”

The Vice Branch Manager lightly dodged the heavy sword that flew at him again with a short groan.

‘…Dangerous.’

Both of them had this thought.

It was dangerous for the Vice Branch Manager if he allowed even one attack, and dangerous for the sect leader because an even stronger Branch Manager remained beyond the Vice Branch Manager.

Was this the end for Jungseokmun?

How had they even come to reach this land of Cheongeumjang?

“Kraaah!!”

Just then, the sound of one of Jungseokmun’s disciples falling could be heard from the side.

He knew they were being pushed back, but he had thought they could request support from other small and medium sects and wait for that support.

“You let your guard down!!”

His gaze turned due to that.

Taking advantage of that opening, the Vice Branch Manager quickly penetrated into his embrace again.

Since his body was so solid, there was only one place to aim for.

Precisely the same spot on the side that he had stabbed and wounded just before.

‘No…!’

If he took one more attack, it would be over.

His breathing was slightly disturbed, making it impossible to circulate his internal energy smoothly.

His warrior’s instinct told him two things.

One was that it was too late.

And the other was that he could at least take his opponent with him.

“Full Wall Strike…!”

The second technique of the Heavy Sword Method, swinging with the sword body rather than the blade.

A technique aimed at crushing rather than cutting.

“Kugh…! Do you intend to die together…!”

If the Vice Branch Manager gave up, he could live.

But the same was true for the sect leader.

Though he was somewhat surprised, it wasn’t worth considering.

Everything was for the sake of the Divine Sect.

“Fine, I’ll grant your wish!”

The Vice Branch Manager was not such a soft person.

If he was lucky, wouldn’t he survive?

If he died, it would rather be dying for the Divine Sect.

The moment when both their attacks were about to hit simultaneously.

Whiz.

Something flew quickly, and the sound of penetration was briefly heard.

“…?”

Though it was an instant, the sect leader saw clearly.

Just before their attacks were about to hit each other, the life completely drained from the Vice Branch Manager’s eyes.

“…Who is it.”

The Branch Manager who was at a distance also grasped this.

Unless one was a considerable master, such a thing would be absolutely impossible.

He didn’t know if it was a hidden weapon, and even if it was a hidden weapon, he hadn’t even sensed the presence at the moment of throwing.

‘A master.’

Did Jungseokmun have such a hidden master?

He wondered if that was why they had persistently picked fights, but seeing the sect leader’s reaction, that didn’t seem to be the case.

The Vice Branch Manager’s breath was cut short by the mysterious attack first, and immediately after, hit by the sect leader’s attack, his body burst right there on the spot.

It literally burst, leaving not even a trace.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen such a foolish fellow.”

An unfamiliar voice.

The only emotion felt from that emotionless voice was interest.

The direction from which that voice came was precisely from one side of Jungseokmun’s wall.

Young.

No, that wasn’t young but rather youthful.

‘Around twenty?’

A young man who appeared to be around twenty was sitting on the wall with his hands behind his back, looking down leisurely.

“Who are you.”

“Who… are you?”

The same question was heard from both sides.

There was no answer.

“For now… let’s say I’m on the side that dislikes the Demonic Sect.”

Originally, he had been thinking of intervening a bit later, or perhaps not intervening at all.

But this sect leader of Jungseokmun.

He was quite the foolish fellow.

His name itself was Heavy Sword.

It meant heavy sword, and from his external cultivation, it was obvious what kind of martial arts and swordsmanship he would use.

Yet the sword he actually used was an ordinary sword.

They say masters can easily face steel with even a leaf, but that’s a story for masters.

“I’ll take on the Branch Manager.”

At those words, the Branch Manager’s expression hardened.

“Impudent.”

He was the Branch Manager of this place.

He was someone who had led this place for over ten years already.

No matter how much he looked like a master, he could easily handle such thugs who only engaged in surprise attacks.

“Do you think you’re something special just because you took down one with a surprise attack?”

“Since he died from a carelessly thrown stone, I suppose I should apologize.”

The young fellow’s provocation was top-class.

Real combat experience was absolute.

Even between first-rate and third-rate, victory and defeat could be decided by the difference in real combat experience.

Also, even between the early stages of peak level and extreme level, victory and defeat could be decided by the difference in real combat experience.

Moreover, how much real combat experience could that young fellow, whose milk smell hadn’t even faded, possibly have?

‘At most, peak level.’

The Branch Manager already had real combat experience from the transcendent level.

Everything was superior.

Still, he didn’t let his guard down.

“Come on…”

Tilt.

The world began to tilt.

Had an earthquake suddenly occurred?

I wondered what was happening due to the sudden change, but my vision gradually began to darken.

Whether I should call it fortunate amid misfortune, I felt no pain at all.

“Golden Intent Sword Technique, First Form.”

I clearly saw him circulating internal energy through the hand that had been placed on his sword sheath.

“Golden Flash”

As my tilted vision drew closer and closer to the ground.

The milk-scented brat who had clearly been visible in front of me was nowhere to be seen.

My vision had now disappeared, and regrettably, what I heard last before my consciousness completely faded was not words honoring the Branch Manager’s final moments.

“This time I threw the stone with a bit more care.”

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