The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

 

The owner of the presence was none other than Cheongsoso.

 

She hadn’t come even once recently, and now she comes at a time like this.

 

Should I say she has good timing?

 

Since Yeso’s treatment would need time anyway, Cheongun came out to greet Cheongsoso first.

 

“…?”

 

Cheongsoso looked at Cheongun with a surprised expression.

 

The person who usually wouldn’t even spare a glance unless she opened the door and went inside, let alone come out to greet her, was now personally coming out to meet her.

 

“Have you been well?”

 

“As you can see.”

 

“Well, you always look the same.”

 

“What brings you here today?”

 

At those words, Cheongsoso’s expression changed slightly.

 

Seeing that reaction, it seemed there was quite an important matter.

 

Then she lowered her voice slightly and answered.

 

“It seems I’ll be able to go meet Geomma.”

 

“Did you receive permission or something?”

 

“Permission… well, you could say that.”

 

In the Demonic Sect, it was almost certain that Geomma’s disciple had killed Pokdanma.

 

Originally, appropriate responsibility should have been demanded, but due to internal and external circumstances and the lack of solid evidence, no responsibility was being sought.

 

However, the investigation was continuing to see if there was any other evidence.

 

It was a formal investigation though.

 

Since they had already designated the culprit as someone connected to Geomma, there was no possibility of Cheongun being targeted unless truly fatal evidence emerged.

 

Now that the designation was complete, looking for evidence meant finding proof to confirm that the culprit was Geomma’s disciple, not evidence to reveal the culprit’s identity.

 

In the midst of this, Cheongsoso had briefly visited Geomma.

 

Since Geomma was unexpectedly not far away, meeting him wasn’t difficult in itself.

 

It’s just that anyone without Geomma’s permission would lose their head the moment they set foot there.

 

“When are you going?”

 

“In four days.”

 

Four days later.

 

The timing wasn’t good.

 

It was the day Yeso’s treatment would be completed.

 

“Oh, and I have something to tell you.”

 

“What is it?”

 

At Cheongun’s unhesitating answer, Cheongsoso showed a puzzled expression for a moment.

 

Then she began to show a smile.

 

“Who is it?”

 

It was a question that didn’t connect with what came before, but since Cheongun knew why that question came up, he let out a light sigh.

 

“Hah…”

 

Cheongsoso knew well that the usual Cheongun would have first told her to come in.

 

And given what kind of relationship she and Cheongun had, how could they discuss important matters in a place like this?

 

They had even talked about Geomma-related matters here, so if there was something to discuss inside, it meant it was an even weightier conversation.

 

He wouldn’t be unaware of this.

 

Yet seeing him immediately ask what it was, Cheongsoso intuited it.

 

Someone had come inside.

 

From Cheongun’s perspective, his options were limited since Cheongsoso would inevitably notice if they went inside, and indeed her perception was extraordinarily sharp.

 

Indeed, dealing with someone quick at grasping and judging situations was more tiresome than facing a strong opponent.

 

“Tsk…”

 

“Hehe, even clicking your tongue. You’re much more interesting today?”

 

Cheongsoso showed an expression as if she had won.

 

Cheongun turned his body and said.

 

“Let’s go inside.”

 

“Good.”

 

As they entered inside, she could feel the barrier Cheongun had set up.

 

Seeing how carefully it was deployed, it must be quite an important person.

 

“Who is it?”

 

“It’s Mawi.”

 

“…What?”

 

This time Cheongsoso showed a flustered expression.

 

Cheongun’s goal was to take Mawi out.

 

Then, was he already trying to carry that out?

 

“I’m treating Yeso.”

 

“Yeso…?”

 

Then she showed a gentle smile and continued speaking.

 

“You’re more caring toward children than I thought.”

 

“I wouldn’t say that, but I’m not heartless either.”

 

The two people came to a room on the opposite side from where Mawi was.

 

“How is the situation?”

 

“Well, if there’s a problem, it would be that my brother has become too strong.”

 

While giving that answer, Cheongsoso glanced at Cheongun.

 

There was no particular reaction.

 

If he were a martial artist, he would likely show interest in strong people.

 

Clearly, when he spoke of Geomma with his own mouth, he said he was interested in strong people, but strangely he seemed to have no particular interest in Cheonjeokha.

 

“Do you want more from me?”

 

“I can’t say there isn’t.”

 

Cheongsoso knew for certain.

 

In the deal with Cheongun, she was the one holding the advantage.

 

“…What is it?”

 

And Cheongun was not unaware of this either.

 

While Cheongsoso’s existence didn’t make the impossible possible, it was undeniable that she made things more convenient.

 

“When will you escape with Mawi?”

 

“Two weeks.”

 

An answer that came without a moment’s hesitation.

 

Recently, he couldn’t even leave his chamber.

 

Whether he was taking The Sect lightly or had something substantial remained to be seen.

 

“Do you think it’s possible?”

 

“I didn’t come here to challenge this place.”

 

“That’s a good answer. Then on that day. You’re well aware there will be pursuit, right?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

That might be the most crucial part.

 

They would have to shake off all their pursuers and return.

 

“Then, someone might die in that process.”

 

“Are you targeting another of the Seven Great Demons?”

 

“Hehe, hardly.”

 

Cheongun originally had no intention of engaging in combat during the pursuit.

 

It would just be a time-wasting act, and in the process, they would learn about the martial arts Cheongun used.

 

“Then who is it?”

 

“Are you deciding after hearing? Or have you already decided?”

 

The smile completely disappeared from Cheongsoso’s face, which had been wearing a gentle smile.

 

“Does it change depending on my answer?”

 

“Who we’ll meet will be different.”

 

Who we meet will be different.

 

Perhaps because she inherited the blood of Binggung, she’s endlessly gloomy.

 

Though it seems to suit her best.

 

“I’ll accept it.”

 

“Good. We can confirm who it is on that day.”

 

Cheongsoso wore her gentle smile once again.

 

Though her face usually carried that gentle smile, this time it seemed to contain a hint of mischief.

 

“But is it alright to go meet Geomma?”

 

“Why?”

 

“Word has spread that Geomma’s disciple killed Pokdanma. If we’re caught going to meet Geomma, wouldn’t that cause problems?”

 

“Go ahead.”

 

It wasn’t an irresponsible answer.

 

It was an answer meaning it didn’t matter whether that happened or not.

 

To understand the true meaning of this answer, Cheongun felt he needed to understand the Demonic Sect more comprehensively, so he gave up on asking deeper questions.

 

“I see.”

 

“Is there nothing else you’re curious about?”

 

“You said I might die. Is that correct?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Was he getting scared now?

 

No, he wasn’t that type of person at all.

 

That’s why she was even more anticipating what would follow.

 

How he would satisfy her remaining interest.

 

How he would suppress the disappointment that was beginning to creep up.

 

“Since you called it pursuit, there won’t be just one.”

 

“It could be one group, or it could be one unit.”

 

“There will be no exceptions.”

 

He meant that anyone who participated in the pursuit, he wouldn’t let any of them live.

 

Anyone at all.

 

“Good. That’s what I was hoping for.”

 

“So you should send them off well.”

 

“Don’t you dare die. Since we’re even sending Mawi, if someone who should die doesn’t even die, it would severely twist my mood.”

 

A strange silence settled.

 

It was the first time such an atmosphere had been created in conversation with Cheongsoso.

 

Thud.

 

Then, a sound that broke that atmosphere came from the room at the end.

 

“Since you’re here, let’s go see.”

 

“We should. But why did you try to hide it?”

 

“You seemed very curious.”

 

“…?”

 

Cheongsoso, who had shown a puzzled expression for a moment at that answer, burst into laughter.

 

To think he had tried to do that over something so trivial.

 

She laughed because it felt like he was playing a prank.

 

“I’ll go in.”

 

“Come in.”

 

Soon the door opened, and Mawi and Cheongsoso’s eyes met first.

 

“The, the Sect Leader’s daughter, how…?”

 

Though no answer was given, Mawi quickly grasped the situation.

 

“Huh, yes. It’s something that could certainly happen.”

 

Though countless things came to mind regarding the process, the results all led to one thing.

 

The two were cooperating, at least for now.

 

For Mawi, this was very good news.

 

“Did the treatment go well?”

 

“Yes. She seems accustomed to enduring pain.”

 

The time in Maryeongdong might not have been very long, but that was according to the standards of those watching from outside.

 

Just enduring for over a month in this condition was remarkable enough.

 

Yeso’s complexion as she slept peacefully seemed a little brighter than usual.

 

“Nice to meet you, Master Mawi.”

 

“…Yes. Nice to meet you.”

 

They didn’t seem likely to have a good relationship.

 

At least not right now.

 

Their relationship was none of Cheongun’s concern.

 

Even if they were enemies, it didn’t matter as long as they could temporarily join hands for the immediate goal.

 

“I should be going now. There’s nothing good about staying long.”

 

“Understood. I won’t be here in four days.”

 

“Hmm? Why is that?”

 

“I have somewhere to go.”

 

“I see. I’ll keep that in mind.”

 

With that, Mawi left the chamber first.

 

“It was my first time seeing the Nine Yin Severed Meridians directly, and it’s also my first time seeing it heal.”

 

“Do you feel any difference?”

 

“A little. The way the yin energy gradually spreads through the body…”

 

Wasn’t it tempting?

 

As time passed, he thought it might be good to meet with his master as well.

 

“I should go now too. I’ll come find you in four days, at the hour of the rabbit.”

 

The hour of the rabbit.

 

She seemed to plan on leaving quite early in the morning.

 

Not bad.

 

With that, Cheongsoso also left, and Cheongun stayed by Yeso’s side for a while.

 

Originally, illness was more painful when recovering than when it was in full progress.

 

Because one had to fight against the evil things inside the body.

 

Even now, though her complexion was comfortable, he could see she was breaking out in cold sweat.

 

“Master…”

 

Throughout his previous life, he had no memory of taking anyone as a disciple, so no matter how often he heard it, he couldn’t get used to this title.

 

There wasn’t much he could do as a master.

 

He just planned to be there when she woke up from such deep sleep.

 

At least within this Demonic Sect, Cheongun’s time had much different value than outside the Demonic Sect.

 

From today until four days later.

 

During that time, Cheongun gave Yeso her medicine on time and prepared to meet Geomma.

 

There wasn’t really anything major he had to do.

 

What kind of person he was to begin with.

 

How old he was, what kind of life he had lived, what he liked and what he disliked.

 

So the preparation Cheongun had done wasn’t preparation to give something to Geomma.

 

Geomma.

 

Literally someone who had devoted everything to the sword.

 

So couldn’t one know what he would like most without asking?

 

Though he didn’t know what would happen, he didn’t think he was the type to suddenly thrust a sword at someone’s throat.

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