The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 59

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Chapter 59

 

Trivial chatter.

 

It was a move that could be called a low strategy, and a move that could be called utterly predictable.

 

They say “the observer sees more clearly than the participant,” but that only applies in appropriate situations.

 

Cheongun was not foolish or naive enough to enter the heart of the Demonic Sect and employ such a low strategy, believing that “it’s darkest under the lamp.”

 

Nevertheless, the reason Cheongun chose this method was simply because it was the most efficient.

 

Without doing this, there was no telling how much time it would take to kill Pokdanma.

 

Mawi.

 

No, since he had received that request from the Master of Righteousness, it was best to handle the matter as quickly as possible to leave a debt to him.

 

Above all, wouldn’t showing Cheongun’s abilities be the most certain method?

 

He still didn’t know in detail what kind of person the Master of Righteousness was.

 

However, like everyone else, when all other conditions are equal, there’s no change in preferring those with more talent.

 

So, he would simply show this.

 

That the one who was entrusted with the task.

 

And the one who accepted it was no ordinary person.

 

Since it was also a matter involving his grandfather’s reputation, who could be called a pillar of Cheongeumjang, this time Cheongun seemed to have more earnestness in him.

 

“What is this…”

 

At that moment, those who would complete today’s story began arriving one by one.

 

The violent explosion that had been heard when the banquet hadn’t ended yet.

 

Though nothing had been heard since then, this was originally a place where such sounds shouldn’t be heard.

 

“You bastard…”

 

The person who showed hostility toward Cheongun from the moment of arrival was one of the candidates for minor sect leader and the sect leader’s second son.

 

Wasn’t this quite convenient?

 

If he couldn’t even hide his hostility, it meant that even if he received a life-saving favor, it wouldn’t be easy to change his heart.

 

“…”

 

On the other hand, Cheonjeokha was quiet.

 

He showed no particular emotional disturbance.

 

He seemed to be etching the numerous stab wounds carved into Pokdanma’s body into his eyes.

 

The wounds didn’t feel familiar.

 

However, they didn’t feel entirely unfamiliar either.

 

Above all, this demonic energy that remained so thick was an aura that couldn’t be found at all from that person called a child of the righteous sect who was now in this place.

 

But even so, to immediately dismiss suspicion, only that child of the righteous sect remained in this place.

 

“Wun…”

 

Cheongsoso was looking at Cheongun with slightly anxious eyes.

 

Since he was someone she had brought, if Cheongun was the one who caused the current incident, all responsibility would fall entirely on her.

 

“So you’re the one. Who was captured and brought here.”

 

“…Who are you?”

 

“Ah, this is discourteous of me. I’m called Cheonjeokha. I’m competing with Soso here, who captured you, to rise to the position of minor sect leader.”

 

That subtle smile he wore on his face.

 

Cheongun knew the meaning of that smile.

 

Infinite confidence.

 

The kind of confidence that he could place everyone in this entire area beneath his feet.

 

He could have such confidence because he thought it was possible both through his position.

 

And through his martial prowess.

 

“I see.”

 

“Just as Soso said. More than that, it seems we need to have a conversation.”

 

Cheonjeokha demanded an explanation of this situation.

 

The subtle smile didn’t disappear, but the atmosphere began to emit a strange sense of pressure.

 

“I don’t have much to say.”

 

“I hope that’s not according to your will.”

 

At the words telling him not to hide anything and speak everything, Cheongun nodded and stared into Cheonjeokha’s eyes.

 

“I heard a loud noise and came to that place. That’s everything.”

 

They say most people prefer organized answers over lengthy explanations, but this far exceeded that level.

 

Wasn’t this the level of omission rather than organization?

 

“You expect us to believe that!”

 

“Hah… I can fully feel the cunning of those righteous sect bastards…!”

 

Sharp rebukes poured from the other demon heads around, but there was no change in Cheongun’s expression.

 

“I don’t think much differently either. Is that all you have to say?”

 

“Do you want the answer that ‘a prisoner-like person brought from the righteous sect killed Pokdanma, one of the Seven Great Demons’?”

 

“This, this crazy bastard…!”

 

“How dare you speak such nonsense…!”

 

Where could such confidence come from?

 

Though his treatment was that of a prisoner since Cheongsoso had brought him directly, in truth, Cheongun’s value within this Demonic Sect was nothing.

 

At the very least, if he were the child of some great sect, it might be different, but that wasn’t the case either, was it?

 

Therefore, even if they cut off his head right now, no one would suffer any loss.

 

He didn’t seem unaware of this.

 

The source of that absurd confidence was probably one of three things.

 

First, he was an ignorant fool who didn’t properly recognize where this place was.

 

Or what position he held in this place.

 

Second, despite knowing all of this, he believed in something enough that he wouldn’t meet such a fate.

 

Lastly, third, he wasn’t afraid of death.

 

Though Cheonjeokha didn’t acknowledge his younger brother, he did acknowledge Cheongsoso.

 

Not only was Binggung behind her, but she was also a child who followed with such cold and rational situational judgment.

 

Perhaps he cherished and acknowledged Cheongsoso more than his brother from the same womb.

 

This was the man that such a Cheongsoso had brought directly.

 

Unlike others, without even letting him enter Maryeongdong.

 

The first of the three possibilities?

 

It was speculation close to the level of absurd delusion.

 

Then it would be the second or third.

 

“Do you want me to accept it that way?”

 

With a single word, Cheonjeokha brought the initiative of questioning to himself.

 

In this place, he was the person who knew his position better than anyone else.

 

Now, with the sect leader absent.

 

Cheonjeokha was one who decided, not one who pondered and devised solutions.

 

In Cheonjeokha’s eyes as he asked back whether he wanted him to accept it that way, killing intent and demonic energy surged.

 

It was a look that said he would personally decide the outcome depending on the answer.

 

If it had been someone else, what would they have answered now?

 

Such a question didn’t exist for Cheongun.

 

If he knew, would it change anything?

 

“Isn’t the listener’s intention more important than the speaker’s intent?”

 

“Ha, a wise answer to a foolish question.”

 

Cheonjeokha finally burst into laughter.

 

Why Cheongsoso had brought this man.

 

He seemed to understand.

 

However, wouldn’t that be a separate matter?

 

Since he had somewhat formally said with his own mouth to handle it himself, he intended to do so.

 

Before that.

 

Those stab wounds remaining on Pokdanma’s body were bothering him.

 

Because they were the only trace left by the one who had made one of the Seven Great Demons into such a miserable state and disappeared like the wind.

 

As he approached closer to examine the wounds, Cheonjeokha suddenly flinched.

 

‘One of the Seven Great Demons was dealt with like this… and then left as if nothing happened?’

 

And the deep demonic energy remaining in the wound.

 

“May I take a look?”

 

“…Please do.”

 

One of the other Seven Great Demons who could be said to have been closest to Pokdanma normally.

 

His complexion hardened as he directly examined the wound.

 

“Did you discover something?”

 

“…Young Sect Leader candidate. This demonic energy. It’s very similar to Geomma’s.”

 

“Geomma…? You mean the former…”

 

“That’s right. The one who was exiled.”

 

It was something that happened before Cheonjeokha was even born.

 

Since mentioning it itself was taboo, Cheonjeokha only knew that such a thing had occurred but didn’t know the details.

 

“You mean… Geomma came directly, killed him, and left?”

 

“That’s unlikely. It’s similar, but different. What’s more probable is… it might be Geomma’s disciple.”

 

“Geomma’s disciple…?”

 

Everyone knows it, though they don’t speak it aloud.

 

That the strongest in this Demonic Sect is not the Sect Leader who is Cheonma, but Geomma.

 

If Geomma had wanted Cheonma’s position, no one knows what might have happened.

 

The disciple of such a person.

 

After his exile, anyone who even approached the vicinity of that hideout would lose their head.

 

So now that place was forbidden to enter, and perhaps because of that, it was gradually being forgotten from everyone’s memory.

 

“We must inform the Sect Leader. He is the only one who can enter that place.”

 

“…I understand. That’s what we must do.”

 

With this, even the justification to kill Cheongun disappears.

 

Since it was words he had spoken himself, it had been an excellent justification, but there was nothing he could do about this matter.

 

Everything would now be passed on to the Sect Leader.

 

He could still do it if he wanted, but then he would lose more than he would gain.

 

Now, rather, Cheonjeokha had gained justification for not having to deal with matters concerning Cheongun.

 

“For now… let’s go.”

 

“Yes.”

 

As everyone was leaving, one of the Seven Great Demons who had examined Pokdanma’s wound briefly looked at Cheongun.

 

“…”

 

The silent gaze lingered for a moment before following Cheonjeokha away.

 

Cheongun, who had been watching this with puzzled eyes for a moment, let out a light laugh.

 

“Right, I thought it seemed absurd somehow.”

 

The reason the Demonic Sect appears more straightforward than the Righteous Sect is because they don’t greatly restrict such things.

 

After all, something like ranking determination battles exists right now.

 

That doesn’t mean, however, that underhanded struggles don’t occur.

 

Moreover, since this was a time when the Young Sect Leader hadn’t been decided, power struggles between factions would occur quite frequently.

 

In such a situation, how could there be no internal strife?

 

It’s not that they’re disloyal to the Sect Leader.

 

They directly choose and judge who will become the next generation’s Sect Leader, and the Sect Leader watches this under the name of recognition and proof.

 

Whether that becomes indifference or something else, the results will tell.

 

“More than that… it’s surprising. Has barely a day passed?”

 

In that time, did they manage to win over one of the Seven Great Demons to their side?

 

Or is one of the Young Sect Leader candidates assisting the Master of Righteousness because it aligns with their own purposes?

 

Both possibilities existed, but in Cheongun’s view, the latter was more likely.

 

There were three Young Sect Leader candidates in total.

 

Among them, the one with the least ability was the second son.

 

Cheonjeokha was still too early to judge, and in Cheongun’s view, Cheongsoso also possessed outstanding talent.

 

‘So it’s Cheongsoso.’

 

A chuckle escaped him.

 

Cheongsoso probably doesn’t know how strong Cheongun’s power is, but she would have already figured out that withstanding his cold energy alone was quite extraordinary.

 

Though it was Sinui’s request, the fact that he had been used somewhat by Cheongsoso in the process was quite unpleasant, yet not entirely bad.

 

Since Cheongsoso hadn’t deliberately used him.

 

Cheongun wasn’t someone who usually thought he reigned above everyone’s heads, but in reality, that was often the case.

 

Perhaps it was a sense of alertness that came quite early.

 

Of course, they hadn’t brought Cheongun for this purpose from the beginning, but coincidences had overlapped to create this result.

 

“The conversation might be a bit long.”

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