The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 24

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Chapter 24

The pouch fell onto the table with a jingling sound.

It was so full that the silver coins inside spilled out onto the surface.

“Is this enough courtesy?”

His eyes were filled with boundless arrogance.

Even though he failed to realize that someone far wealthier than himself stood right before him.

That look in his eyes, believing this could solve everything, was quite impressive.

It seemed he had resolved many problems using similar methods until now.

Cheongun alternated his gaze between the man’s arrogant eyes and the pouch, then showed a look of contempt as if something filthy had been brought in.

Then he picked up chopsticks from the table and flicked the pouch away with a casual tap.

As if it were food that had been dropped while eating.

Just as food that falls once can never shed that stigma for life, that pouch too would never be able to shed its stigma.

“…”

Though he didn’t say anything, Cheongun could see it in his eyes.

He was so angry that he had forgotten what words to say.

“I say, Innkeeper.”

Cheongun called to the innkeeper who was watching from behind with worried eyes.

“Yes, yes!”

“Please bring me another pair of chopsticks. Something dirty got on these.”

“Ah…”

The chopsticks fell in front of the innkeeper with a thud.

Now he had no choice but to bring new ones.

And it was the same as telling him to leave this floor for a while.

How could one work as an innkeeper without this much sense?

The pouch that had been called dirty was also included in that statement.

Naturally, the silver coins inside were included as well.

“You must have… ten necks or so.”

As the Young Patriarch of Cheongeumjang, he did have ten necks worth of backing.

What should he do with these greenhorns?

They were too pitiful to even bother with.

Still, weren’t these people who had just entered the Martial Arts Alliance and were about to unfold their dreams?

Having lived such a hellish life in his previous existence, this kind of thing didn’t bother him at all.

Bang.

Since Cheongun no longer even gave him a glance, the man had no way out either.

No way to control his anger.

‘Hmm?’

But instead of feeling the flat wooden table against his fist, he felt something else.

Looking to see what it was, Cheongun’s sword sheath had positioned itself in between.

“Should you really be hitting an innocent table?”

“…”

He wasn’t an ordinary guy after all.

Right, of course he would have something to rely on.

“Come out.”

“Did you just enter the alliance?”

“That’s none of your business. Why? Are you getting scared now?”

Right, his opponent must have felt it too.

What kind of power he possessed.

What method could there be to enter the Martial Arts Alliance Branch without revealing his identity as the Young Patriarch of Cheongeumjang?

Breaking through with force would be possible, but since he wasn’t entering to make enemies, there was no reason for that.

‘In the end, there’s only one way.’

A method to enter places that couldn’t be entered through normal means.

There were typically two ways to do this.

One was to acquire the qualifications, and the other was to cause trouble.

Even while coming here, he had sought the most peaceful and humane method possible, but his opponent wasn’t like that.

“…Do you even have any!!”

“Ah, what did you say?”

“Y-you…!!”

Being lost in thought for a moment, he had completely missed what was said.

But whatever it was that made him so angry again, his face had turned red once more.

Unable to control his anger like that.

“I will definitely!!”

In the end, it was his side that first placed a hand on their sword.

As if to show his anger directly, the thick veins standing out on his forehead and neck were impressive.

Being a young man who appeared to be around twenty, his hot blood was no joke.

Sss,

That was as far as it went.

It was the sound of a sword being drawn.

Usually the sound of a sword being drawn was ‘ssring’, but now only ‘ss’ was heard.

The man had successfully gripped the sword handle and managed to apply force to draw it.

Crack.

But when he succeeded in drawing the sword slightly.

In his mind, he was thinking about how to cut down Cheongun.

He was deciding how to exact payment for the arrogance displayed by this young fool who knew nothing of the world.

He shouldn’t kill him though.

Since he had completed his entry, he was thinking of being satisfied with just an arm or so.

Since he didn’t like that he was carrying a sword to begin with, he planned to make it so he could never hold a sword again.

But the moment he drew his sword about a third of the way, not even halfway, Cheongun’s sword sheath that had been placed on the table struck precisely at the man’s hand.

Should it be called coincidence, or perhaps fate?

Thanks to the man’s earlier act of hitting the table, the tip of the sheath and the man’s fist were now very close together.

“Kugh…!”

It was just a sword sheath.

It didn’t seem to be imbued with internal energy either.

Moreover, it wasn’t even directly swung, was it?

Yet to think that being struck on the back of his hand by that sheath would crack his hand like this.

“Y-you bastard!”

Should he call it admirable, or should he call it foolish?

Unable to properly react to Cheongun’s movement just now, he tried to draw his sword just because his companion was attacked.

“Do you want to continue?”

“…”

There was no humiliation like this.

If he had at least managed to draw his sword it would be one thing, but wasn’t he stopped even while trying to draw it?

He could already hear the mockery from other customers sitting on this floor.

Carelessness was no excuse.

Wasn’t he the one who tried to draw his sword first?

A strange and uncomfortable standoff continued.

It was a standoff that wouldn’t end unless someone moved first, but unfortunately, the choice lay with Cheongun.

“Among the remaining three…”

“…”

He could feel tense eyes glaring at him.

It was clear fear.

Now they seem to clearly understand and accept who is strong and who is weak.

“Two of you drew your swords.”

“…!”

One only made the motion of drawing a sword, but the other two actually went as far as gripping their swords.

What should I do.

Breaking the legs of these chirping chicks wouldn’t even be fun at this point.

The question is whether they can enter the Martial Arts Alliance with just cracks in their hands.

These people weren’t those who learned martial arts from childhood in the first place.

Just as wealthy families send their children as disciples to great sects and families, these too were people the Martial Arts Alliance Branch accepted for such purposes.

They’re wealthy, but not wealthy enough to enter great sects or families.

However, they’re from influential local families who are of great help when operating the Martial Arts Alliance Branch.

‘I think I need to make those three more cracked.’

Only then would the Martial Arts Alliance Branch do some investigation and at least pretend to catch someone.

“Let’s just make it three.”

“What…?”

The man who had only made the motion of placing his hand on his sword was secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

But why did his words suddenly change when he said two just moments ago?

“If you move, it’ll break. Stay still. I’ll just make cracks.”

“N-no, I didn’t…!”

A voice full of injustice echoes through the air.

“Could you go that far?”

Just then, a voice came from one corner.

“Who are you?”

“I have to manage these people after all. It would be troublesome if their bodies were harmed.”

Right, I wondered where he was, and here he was.

“I see. You may take them.”

“Thank you.”

Fortunately, everyone’s legs are intact.

As if knowing it was humiliating, they quickly moved away from Cheongun’s side.

“Since you said management, you must be from the Martial Arts Alliance Branch.”

“That’s correct.”

“I ordered food, so I must eat before leaving.”

“I’ll pass that along.”

The courteous man immediately left the inn.

At the same time, the food Cheongun had ordered came out.

“Are you alright?”

“…Yes.”

“Let’s go back and get treatment first.”

“Understood.”

The one with cracks in his hand was Bangwunhyeok.

As Cheongun expected, it was that kind of relationship where wealthy families provide financial support instead of teaching martial arts.

However, Bangwunhyeok was someone who had been steadily training since childhood.

He was training properly too.

‘Even I couldn’t see him….’

He didn’t know who it was, but it was fortunate that he had shown restraint in his technique.

If that hadn’t been the case…

Cheongun ate the noodles he was having after a long time, truly savoring them.

He had eaten herbs and elixirs every time, and had eaten foods he couldn’t even imagine in his previous life.

‘It’s delicious.’

Whether it was because it had been so long, or because he had become too accustomed to the taste of this life, it didn’t suit his palate as much as he thought.

Still, thanks to the memories that remained, the taste seemed quite good.

Despite the earlier commotion, the customers remained in their seats.

Well, such incidents are commonplace in inns.

Cheongun finished his meal appropriately and stood up from his seat.

Instead of leaving the inn immediately as expected, Cheongun went to find the innkeeper who had served him earlier.

“Ah, customer. Do you need something?”

“Yes. Did you receive payment properly?”

“Yes. Thanks to you, customer, I received quite a hefty sum.”

Earlier he had shown a worried face, but now his lips were blooming with smiles.

The innkeeper was notable for having one tooth missing near his molars.

“Good. It was the right price, wasn’t it?”

“…Hehe, so that’s how it was.”

“I’ll come back shortly.”

“Yes. Understood.”

After patting the innkeeper’s shoulder a couple of times, Cheongun finally left the inn.

After Cheongun left the inn, the innkeeper watched his retreating figure.

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Martial Arts Alliance Branch.

Just because it’s not a place with much traffic doesn’t mean it’s a quiet place.

“This place is no different either.”

Not much different.

He hoped the person he remembered would also be not much different, but the problem was that he had never met them face to face.

He only knew through rumors.

It was merely what he had heard through word of mouth.

Though he had postponed verification, since he couldn’t verify without seeing and experiencing directly, he had come out personally like this.

“Is it over there?”

His steps toward the Martial Arts Alliance Branch are light.

As he walked looking around the streets, old memories gradually seeped in like nostalgia.

Strangely enough, perhaps because they were all things that had already passed, memories that should have been unpleasant didn’t feel so bad.

The inn he had stopped by earlier being Haomu Inn was also in his memory.

Of course, he had finished cross-verification in this life.

As he walked through the crowd like that, a familiar face was waiting up ahead.

“Hmm?”

“….”

The man whose hand had been cracked earlier was waiting.

With a thoroughly resentful expression at that.

What could his intention be.

The attitude shown by the one who said he managed them earlier wasn’t bad.

“…My name is Bangwunhyeok. I was waiting for you.”

“Speaking like that with such an expression makes me think you’re waiting for an enemy.”

At Cheongun’s words, Bangwunhyeok’s face turns red again.

It’s partly because he’s resentful, but also because Cheongun’s words are completely accurate.

“…I apologize. I’ll escort you inside for now.”

“It’s not the main entrance, I see?”

“It’s not exactly a joyous occasion.”

“That’s true.”

Cheongun had never entered a Martial Arts Alliance Branch before.

However, it wasn’t the first time he had seen a Martial Arts Alliance Branch itself.

This place wasn’t a Martial Arts Alliance Branch.

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