The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 56

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Chapter 56

 

He doesn’t know whether Mawi is inside or not.

 

From the beginning, Cheongun had no intention of entering.

 

Going in when there are watchers would be the worst possible strategy.

 

‘Is this about right?’

 

Though he’s not deeply versed in formations, he at least knows how to break them.

 

There are various types of formations, but the important point was what purpose this formation served.

 

Since it’s a formation whose greatest purpose is concealment, it’s spread throughout Mawi’s entire chamber rather than just one point.

 

Sharp and keen.

 

He concentrates his internal energy into a single point.

 

Come to think of it, this seemed to be the first time he’d used his internal energy so carefully since entering the Demonic Sect.

 

“…”

 

To deceive the watchers’ eyes, he couldn’t just stand still in one place, so Cheongun slowly moved while completing the entire process.

 

And then, at that exact spot where the Sect Leader and Mawi had appeared.

 

He brought his fingertip to that place.

 

‘Done.’

 

Mawi had been told in advance what kind of day today would be.

 

There wasn’t much he had to do, so he was just endlessly passing time in his room.

 

Then, a strange energy was felt very briefly before disappearing.

 

“This is…”

 

It was only a fleeting moment, but it was an unforgettable energy.

 

It was the same energy shown by that young man from the Righteous Sect he had seen in this Demonic Sect’s land.

 

‘Does this mean he broke through the formation that the Sect Leader personally set up…?’

 

Since he had already declared his intention to surrender, his movement restrictions weren’t as severe as before, and brief outings were possible.

 

He had to go out.

 

Though he didn’t know what this meant, Mawi instinctively felt this might be the first and last hope he’d encounter in this barren land.

 

When he came outside like that, sure enough, he saw that young man from yesterday.

 

Since watchers would be attached, he was already moving forward.

 

–Master of Righteousness. Is that correct?

 

It was quite a high level of telepathy.

 

Even knowing who it was and where he was, it was so skillful that he couldn’t be certain.

 

–…That’s right. Who are you?

 

–If I said Sinui sent me, would you believe it?

 

–Is, is that true?

 

–Believing is your freedom, elder.

 

–I asked a pointless question. Then, you plan to take me away?

 

–That’s right.

 

The hope he had harbored, however faintly, seemed to have become reality and appeared before his eyes.

 

However, would it really be possible for such a young man to escape from this Demonic Sect with him?

 

Even if they succeeded in evading the Sect Leader’s attention, this was the Demonic Sect.

 

There was nowhere in the surrounding area to seek help, and they might have to withstand pursuit by the Demonic Sect’s full force.

 

–…But they said they would bring my disciple.

 

–As a condition for taking you away, I wagered taking in Sinui.

 

–My disciple…?

 

Did he give up even his freedom to make this request?

 

–What kind of person are you to do this?

 

–I’m from Cheongeumjang.

 

–Cheongeumjang… aren’t they merchants?

 

–That’s right.

 

–Yet you’re saying you’ll take my disciple? You’ll make an enemy of the Demonic Sect?

 

As Mawi said, if that happened, Cheongeumjang could become the Demonic Sect’s top priority target.

 

But it was only a matter of timing.

 

The reason he tried to bring Sinui at this time, knowing all these risks, was because there were things that could only be done with Sinui present.

 

First, he needed to treat his grandfather, the Former Patriarch, and other hidden masters also needed treatment.

 

There were many he could bring.

 

But those who could become immediate fighting power like Gomujin or Dangmuryang weren’t as numerous as one might think.

 

There were those whose dantians were broken like Cheongun’s had been, and others missing an arm or leg.

 

If Sinui were there, they too could recover strength comparable to their former selves, if not quite the same.

 

They couldn’t delay any longer.

 

–We don’t have much time.

 

–…I have a condition.

 

–What condition?

 

–Kill this person for me.

 

It was an unexpected condition, but not as complicated as he’d thought.

 

If it had been a condition like bringing something or protecting something, it would have been more complex.

 

However, the target was somewhat complicated, if anything.

 

–Pokdanma.

 

Pokdanma was the person who oversaw all explosives in the Demonic Sect.

 

He was also someone whose name had never dropped from the Seven Great Demons.

 

Pokdanma was Mawi’s master, benefactor, and greatest enemy all at once.

 

The reason he first began studying medicine was precisely because of Pokdanma.

 

Mawi briefly closed and opened his eyes as distant memories from the past surfaced.

 

He thought he had completely forgotten the emotion of revenge, but apparently not.

 

Emotions may dull with time, but sometimes they are also sharpened.

 

–If you do that for me, I will surely repay this debt…

 

–Is treating the Nine Yin Severed Meridians possible?

 

–Nine Yin Severed Meridians. I saw a case about fifty years ago. I treated it too.

 

–What do you need?

 

–I need myself.

 

It meant nothing else was necessary.

 

He truly deserved to be Sinui’s master.

 

He had thought at least some medicinal herbs might be needed.

 

–If you treat the Nine Yin Severed Meridians immediately, I will cut off Pokdanma’s head.

 

–…So be it.

 

After that, they briefly planned how to arrange a meeting with Yeso.

 

Even now, because their conversation had gone on too long, despite keeping considerable distance, it might look suspicious to the watchers.

 

“Pokdanma…”

 

Gunpowder was managed by the Imperial Court, but would the Imperial Court’s eyes reach this barren land?

 

The Demonic Sect possessed truly massive amounts of gunpowder and had greatly influenced the Jeongma Great War.

 

Pokdanma too, though overshadowed by explosives, was naturally a martial artist who had reached an excellent level.

 

“Dealing with him is one thing, but what comes after is the problem.”

 

Killing one of the Seven Great Demons in the Demonic Sect’s territory.

 

Anyone who heard this would call it insane.

 

Since he’d received an answer that Yeso’s treatment would be provided, fortunately there was nothing left weighing on his mind.

 

‘Tsk. Should I have forbidden her from calling me Master?’

 

Doesn’t it really feel like he’s taken on a disciple?

 

Cheongun newly realized the importance of titles.

 

“Pokdanma. Pokdanma…”

 

There wasn’t much related information available.

 

There wasn’t much related information available.

 

But it’s not like he can just ask about it.

 

What if he asks Cheongsoso and then gets found as a corpse shortly after?

 

He can roughly imagine how Cheongsoso would look at him.

 

For now, it seemed best to find out which Sect Leader candidate’s faction this was.

 

A person who is unusually short and has a quite violent and belligerent personality – that’s all that’s known about this figure.

 

A person who spends most of their time only on training and researching explosive bombs.

 

“I should see Cheonjeokha first.”

 

Since everyone has gathered, Pokdanma must surely be present as well.

 

Where he sits.

 

The destination of his gaze.

 

His manner of speaking, expressions, and gestures.

 

If he observes all of this without missing anything, it wouldn’t be difficult to find out whose faction he belongs to.

 

“Cheonma Hyeonshin!! Manma Angbok!! Singyeo Bulpae!!…”

 

Voices heard in unison.

 

It was like voices announcing the Sect Leader’s appearance.

 

He could tell without even trying to sense any energy.

 

“It’s from over there.”

 

It seems the Sect Leader and Cheonjeokha, who could be called today’s main characters, are appearing from that direction.

 

Mawi turned out to be a person who communicated better than expected.

 

He remembered hearing descriptions that Mawi during the Jeongma Great War was practically close to a madman.

 

It seemed his mind had collapsed in the process of continuous brainwashing and resisting it.

 

He didn’t expect things to progress this much from a single conversation.

 

Yeso’s matter also seemed to be resolved well.

 

Thanks to that, he could move with quite a good mood.

 

To a place overflowing with demonic energy.

 

Taking position on slightly higher ground and looking down below, the reason it’s called Sipmandaesan becomes clearly evident.

 

“Tremendous.”

 

All of these people worship one Sect Leader as a god.

 

Looking down at them while concealing his presence, he felt as if he had become the Sect Leader himself.

 

He wondered what that feeling would be like, but it wasn’t as good as he had thought.

 

“The Sect Leader is over there and…”

 

It seems Cheonjeokha hasn’t revealed himself yet.

 

Next to him, he could also see Cheongsoso and another Sect Leader candidate.

 

“Pokdanma is…”

 

It’s not difficult.

 

His short stature seems to stand out even more.

 

Judging by his standing position, it wasn’t closely related to either Cheongsoso or the other Sect Leader candidate.

 

Seeing one of the Seven Great Demons near Cheongsoso and two near the other Sect Leader candidate, it seems they are standing by faction.

 

“Is he part of Cheonjeokha’s faction?”

 

That’s not very good news.

 

Excluding those three, it would mean the remaining four of the Seven Great Demons are all part of Cheonjeokha’s faction.

 

The Sect Leader’s words continued for a while, and not long after, Cheonjeokha revealed himself.

 

He was unchanged.

 

A face that perfectly resembled the Sect Leader’s childhood.

 

From appearance to every other aspect, he’s called the one who resembles the Sect Leader the most.

 

Short black hair and a scar on the side of his face.

 

His moderate height and build were far from giving a robust impression, but in some ways gave a similar impression to Cheongun.

 

If Cheongun had a characteristically emotionless and languid feeling, Cheonjeokha emanated an aura that was difficult to approach.

 

He gave off an atmosphere where demonic energy and killing intent seemed to coexist.

 

“He’s still young, but his martial prowess is considerable.”

 

There’s a reason he receives support from five of the Seven Great Demons among the Sect Leader candidates.

 

Since Cheonjeokha wasn’t his current target, Cheongun turned his gaze back to Pokdanma.

 

As expected, Pokdanma was part of Cheonjeokha’s faction.

 

‘…Tonight would be the right time instead.’

 

Since Cheonjeokha has returned, wouldn’t he act differently than usual?

 

At least for today.

 

Since Cheongun didn’t know Pokdanma’s daily routine anyway, today was actually the most opportune time.

 

To think the task to be done in the Demonic Sect is assassinating one of the Seven Great Demons.

 

“Huu…”

 

He didn’t know how deep the night would be, but he thought its end would at least be determined by Cheongun’s hands.

 

The celebration for the end of Cheonjeokha’s secluded training continued for a long time.

 

Since it was a day when all the sect members ate and drank, the time continued until sunset.

 

Cheongun consistently watched them from the same spot.

 

The watchful eyes also didn’t leave Cheongun.

 

Then, he noticed the Sect Leader leaving his seat first.

 

‘Now’s the time.’

 

Now it begins.

 

Before that, he had to shake off the surveillance first.

 

After briefly stopping by his chamber and then secretly coming out to throw off those eyes, Cheongun stealthily left the room with his sword.

 

Going to the spot where he had looked down at them earlier to check, some of the Seven Great Demons had already returned.

 

And Pokdanma was also getting up from his seat, preparing to return.

 

Seeing that the Three Sect Leader Candidates weren’t moving from their seats, they seemed like they would remain until everyone had left.

 

Soon Pokdanma began moving, and Cheongun followed behind him.

 

It’s not very pleasant.

 

It feels like doing what assassins do.

 

Well, what does it matter.

 

Today is a good day to be an assassin for just one day.

 

Sring.

 

Therefore, tonight Cheongun was the first to draw his sword.

 

It’s a night where the black blade suits particularly well.

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