The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 53

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Chapter 53

 

For a while, it was quiet.

 

It was peaceful as Cheongun had wished, and only silence flowed.

 

Perhaps because all the Makyodo’s attention was focused on the ranking tournament, they didn’t pay as much attention to Cheongun as he had expected.

 

“That’s enough. Go and rest now.”

 

“Already?”

 

“Given your physical condition, you’ll only be resting for a while.”

 

“Yes, Master.”

 

Cheongun had somehow become Yeso’s master.

 

Well, he had said he would take her on, but he was a bit worried she might still call him master even when using ice techniques later.

 

Since he didn’t know much about the Nine Yin Severed Meridians, he had only managed to prevent it from worsening for now.

 

Cheongsoso hadn’t come to visit since then.

 

She seemed to have a lot to do, but it wasn’t Cheongun’s concern.

 

His tasks had decreased, and his time had increased.

 

It wouldn’t be bad to just wait out the remaining time in his chamber, but it didn’t suit Cheongun’s temperament.

 

If there was nothing to do, he had to find something, and if there was nothing that needed to be done, he felt uneasy.

 

“There probably isn’t anyone who doesn’t know I’m the person Cheongsoso brought…”

 

The rumors had probably spread throughout the entire Demonic Sect by now.

 

If so, just how far did that authority extend?

 

There was nowhere in the Demonic Sect that Cheongsoso couldn’t go.

 

She would need separate permission for places like her brothers’ chambers or the Sect Leader’s Hall, but such places were extremely few.

 

Naturally, there would be restrictions elsewhere too, but how could Cheongun know about them?

 

He hadn’t asked separately, nor did he intend to.

 

He planned to go and see for himself.

 

“I know the general layout, but it would be better to see it directly.”

 

It would be nice if he discovered secret passages or something like that.

 

He had been quiet as a mouse for a while, so he thought he had fulfilled his minimum obligations.

 

Cheongun really liked these aspects.

 

He had come with a plan, but things rarely went according to plan.

 

Modifying it to the most optimal plan for each situation – wasn’t that the most interesting part?

 

“I should go take a look around.”

 

For the first time since arriving at the Demonic Sect, a smile spread across Cheongun’s lips.

 

He considered starting with somewhere a bit farther away, but decided to begin with the nearest visible place.

 

Just as he was about to leave his chamber, he sensed someone’s presence nearby.

 

Normally, it would only be Yeso and Cheongsoso’s subordinates assigned to watch Cheongun.

 

“A guest, I see.”

 

How should he receive this guest?

 

If he treated them like Hyeolrasu, he definitely wouldn’t be able to leave easily.

 

If you go around to the opposite side from the Training Ground, you’ll find a place with a small pond behind the mountain.

 

This was something Cheongun had only learned yesterday.

 

To think the host wouldn’t even introduce such places.

 

“Looking at it again, it’s nicely secluded. Please escort the guest here.”

 

“…”

 

One of the shadows assigned to watch Cheongun.

 

He had taken some pride in his work of hiding his presence and monitoring targets, but it was always like this.

 

Not once had Cheongun failed to know exactly where he was.

 

His life was practically no different from being Cheongun’s attendant.

 

Since he couldn’t refuse to comply, he sighed and headed toward where Cheongun’s guest was.

 

“Hmm…?”

 

The guest who saw Cheongsoso’s direct guard unit member looked puzzled for a moment, then burst into a knowing laugh as if understanding how things had turned out.

 

“I see. Is the guest inside?”

 

“…Yes. He is waiting.”

 

“Ha, is that so. The rumors weren’t false after all.”

 

Rumors had been rampant since the first day he arrived.

 

They were all just empty talk, so he hadn’t paid much attention, but after hearing that the former Mawi had visited, the rumors had gradually begun to change.

 

That he was an exceptional master.

 

That he was Cheongsoso’s spy planted by the Righteous Sect.

 

Among the various wild rumors, only a few things had been confirmed.

 

That he might be a more skilled master than expected.

 

Following the guide toward the inner part of the chamber, he also noticed a child nearby.

 

“That child must be the one called Yeso.”

 

They said he had gone to Maryeongdong and brought back a disciple.

 

It seemed like an interesting situation in many ways.

 

A person from the Righteous Sect taking a child from the Demonic Sect as a disciple, and still managing to stay here without any major incidents.

 

“This way.”

 

“Yes. You’ve done well.”

 

Cheongsoso’s subordinate stepped away from the chamber this time.

 

He couldn’t deceive those two’s eyes and ears anyway, and since the man had come directly, it also meant this would be a conversation he shouldn’t directly overhear.

 

Walking along the outer corridor that was neither long nor particularly short, he spotted Cheongun sitting in the small pond pavilion.

 

“A secluded and pleasant place.”

 

“Quite unsuited to the Demonic Sect.”

 

“You still speak such words?”

 

“What would change if I alone were different? There are countless people under heaven who call this the Demonic Sect.”

 

“Tsk, smooth as flowing water. I’m not particularly fond of such human nature.”

 

“It’s fortunate you don’t reject it outright.”

 

The man who chuckled at those words soon headed toward the pavilion where Cheongun sat.

 

“Pleased to meet you. I’m called Macheorang.”

 

“I’m Wun.”

 

Macheorang.

 

A name he didn’t remember.

 

More precisely, someone who hadn’t revealed himself during the Jeongma Great War.

 

Setting that aside, he hadn’t left any particular mark, so there were no special memories.

 

“I was just thinking of enjoying some light entertainment.”

 

“Ha ha, well, I didn’t expect to hear an eviction order right after sitting down.”

 

“That’s not what I meant. I thought it might be nice to enjoy it together.”

 

“…”

 

Not easy.

 

A young man from the Righteous Sect who looked like he might just be reaching adulthood.

 

Age didn’t necessarily mean strength, but being older meant having survived.

 

In Macheorang’s eyes, Cheongun didn’t look like someone who was living.

 

He looked like someone who had survived.

 

That terrifyingly composed demeanor was proof of it.

 

His completely unfeigned composure even created an atmosphere as if he had been the master of this place for a long time.

 

“Though I’m not that old, I seem to get along better with elders than with young people.”

 

“That’s unfortunate.”

 

“There’s something I’d like to ask.”

 

“Go ahead.”

 

“On whose orders did you come?”

 

At that question, Cheongun looked into Macheorang’s eyes and answered.

 

“Is that your conclusion?”

 

“Of what?”

 

“The conclusion of our current conversation?”

 

At this question, Macheorang’s mouth instantly closed again.

 

“…Let’s say it’s the conclusion of the few days you’ve been here.”

 

“Unfortunately, it’s not.”

 

“Then, are you truly a person of the Righteous Sect?”

 

At those words, this time Cheongun showed his first smile and answered.

 

“It should be proper to give and take in return. Isn’t that right?”

 

Since one question was asked, wouldn’t it be proper to answer with one in return?

 

Yes, it wasn’t wrong to say that, but where was this place?

 

“What an interesting fellow. To discuss propriety without following Singyeo’s ways on Singyeo’s land.”

 

At those words, the gentle smile that had been lingering on Cheongun disappeared.

 

“How is that propriety? It’s doctrine.”

 

“If you’ve set foot on this land, doctrine becomes propriety.”

 

Macheorang also didn’t back down.

 

From the fact that he had been waiting for him, it seemed he wasn’t ordinary, and wasn’t the conversation itself interesting?

 

And above all, there was one most important point.

 

‘He’s one who won’t submit.’

 

He could tell just from their conversation.

 

This child from the Righteous Sect would break before he would bend or bow.

 

“I see. I hadn’t thought you would have something to ask me.”

 

This was sincere.

 

If it were questions about the Demonic Sect, wouldn’t it be better to ask Cheongsoso rather than himself?

 

So the question he was asking now was like asking about Macheorang as a person.

 

“On whose orders did you come?”

 

“…Me?”

 

“Yes.”

 

What kind of strange question was this?

 

While there were those who could give orders, Macheorang wasn’t such a trivial existence that he would need orders just to meet Cheongun.

 

“Don’t you think you’re overestimating yourself? Hyeolrasu’s visit has become quite poisonous.”

 

Everything has what you call a proper limit.

 

It’s different for each person, and the Cheongun that Macheorang saw had quite a high limit, but not beyond this.

 

“I’ll have to change the question a bit.”

 

At Cheongun’s following question, Macheorang’s complexion hardened instantly.

 

“Since when?”

 

“…”

 

It was a question with the same root as the previous one.

 

Since Macheorang also knew it was a connected question, his complexion had hardened.

 

‘How did he find out?’

 

He couldn’t bring himself to speak.

 

Whether the other party was asking knowing everything, or asking with strong suspicions.

 

That could be known just from the content of the question.

 

The other party’s attitude and so on could tell him.

 

And the child before his eyes had the look of someone who knew everything.

 

About Macheorang himself.

 

And Cheongun became certain seeing Macheorang’s reaction.

 

The reason his name wasn’t heard in the Jeongma Great War wasn’t because he didn’t participate.

 

The question had already been thrown, but Macheorang’s answer was still pending.

 

But both Macheorang and Cheongun knew.

 

That being late had already served as an answer.

 

“You haven’t answered yet.”

 

“It’s been long. Very long.”

 

A spy of the Righteous Sect?

 

No, more precisely, it would be correct to call him a traitor of the Demonic Sect.

 

Macheorang wasn’t a person of the Righteous Sect.

 

But he hadn’t wanted the Jeongma Great War to happen at all.

 

If Macheorang had been in the Righteous Sect, he would have conversely become a traitor of the Righteous Sect.

 

It was just that the place where he was born and raised didn’t match.

 

With the current era.

 

Cheongun guessed from Macheorang’s reaction.

 

That the ultimate reason he had come to him would be related to Macheorang’s identity.

 

“What do you want from me?”

 

“You weren’t arrogant after all.”

 

“Is that so?”

 

“Yes. You just spoke much less than what you understood.”

 

Honestly, Cheongun was a bit surprised that he had grasped this much.

 

What Cheongun knew had to be more than anyone else in the world right now.

 

Even if he didn’t know everything, the fact that he grasped it instinctively was surprising.

 

“Since you already know, I won’t hide it. I don’t wish for the Jeongma Great War to happen.”

 

“Is there a particular reason?”

 

“Well, what good would come of it?”

 

It seemed like no particular reason, but seeing his deeply troubled eyes, it didn’t seem to be just that.

 

“What have you done?”

 

“Before that. I should know a bit about you first. Wouldn’t that be proper give and take, as you said?”

 

Since he asked what he wanted, yes, now it was Cheongun’s turn to answer.

 

“I came from Cheongeumjang.”

 

“…Hmm? Cheongeumjang?”

 

He didn’t mention being the Patriarch.

 

There was no need to.

 

Just as Macheorang didn’t say who he was meeting, their current relationship only required revealing necessary parts.

 

“Cheongeumjang, the one said to hold the world’s wealth…”

 

“More precisely, about half of it.”

 

Had Cheongeumjang sent someone to the Demonic Sect?

 

Come to think of it, he had heard reports that all those planted around Cheongeumjang had died.

 

It could be seen that Cheongeumjang had also sent someone thinking the Demonic Sect was targeting them.

 

‘The method of sending was quite unexpected.’

 

When had Cheongeumjang gained such understanding of the Demonic Sect?

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