The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 479

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Chapter 479. You Still Need to Eat

 

 

Dam Mu-heun left, leading the Bongma Corps and Gyoryong Hall cadets.

So Hwi-ung also headed to his barracks.

Now only Ha Mu-baek, Han Seol-bing, and the Maengryong Corps remained.

“Now I can finally give a proper introduction. I am Ha Mu-baek, who has become the Maengryong Corps Leader.”

Ha Mu-baek surveyed the Maengryong Corps lined up before him.

The numbers were both many and few.

Roughly just under two hundred.

Of those, ninety-seven were newly assigned personnel.

This meant there were just over a hundred Maengryong members from second to sixth years.

As for sixth-year Maengryong members, there was Yu Gwi-gwang.

Only that one person remained.

“And this person, as you already know, is Vice Commander Han Seol-bing.”

The Maengryong members’ gazes turned to Han Seol-bing before returning to Ha Mu-baek.

They had already exchanged greetings with Han Seol-bing.

Given the circumstances, it had been just a brief introduction.

But now Corps Leader Ha Mu-baek was giving an official greeting, and Han Seol-bing was also giving her official introduction.

“Yu Gwi-gwang.”

And the first thing Ha Mu-baek did was.

Call for the only sixth-year member.

Yu Gwi-gwang stepped forward from among the lined-up Maengryong members.

Ha Mu-baek looked at him and smiled broadly.

“You’ve been through a lot.”

Though it was just a short phrase, deep emotion was contained within those words.

The time they had known each other was brief.

It had been just a few days of teaching through a chance encounter during the last Sanwol Demon Forest expedition.

Even so.

He was proud of him.

Because he had survived to the end.

“Thank you.”

“The Maengryong Corps consists of members from first to fifth years. And here we have first-year members. So Yu Gwi-gwang, who stands here now. What year are you?”

At Ha Mu-baek’s question.

“….”

Yu Gwi-gwang couldn’t give any answer.

He was a sixth year.

But there were no sixth-year members in the Maengryong Corps.

“Yu Gwi-gwang.”

“Yes.”

“You are not part of the Maengryong Corps.”

The Maengryong members’ eyes widened at Ha Mu-baek’s words.

Ha Mu-baek turned his gaze to them and spoke.

“Why are you so surprised? It’s only natural.”

Looking back at Yu Gwi-gwang, he saw the man trembling slightly.

“Thank you for surviving all this time. Now you can go home.”

At Ha Mu-baek’s following words.

Tears welled up in Yu Gwi-gwang’s eyes.

And the Maengryong members, who now understood the meaning of not being part of the Maengryong Corps.

Also looked at Yu Gwi-gwang with moved expressions.

“Th-th-thank you.”

With a choked voice, Yu Gwi-gwang tried to bow toward Ha Mu-baek.

But he couldn’t bow.

Ha Mu-baek’s energy had blocked it.

“You have nothing to be grateful for. Rather, those people should be grateful to you.”

At the end of where Ha Mu-baek was looking were Bongma Corps members busily moving according to Dam Mu-heun’s instructions.

Ha Mu-baek’s gaze then briefly turned toward So Hwi-ung’s barracks.

Ha Mu-baek took out a pouch from his chest.

“Take this.”

The pouch floated up through telekinesis and settled in Yu Gwi-gwang’s hands.

It was heavy.

“Th-this is….”

Yu Gwi-gwang had watched the scene of Maengryong members who survived five years leaving this place every year.

There had been nothing like this back then.

They would just gather among themselves for a modest celebration and leave.

It was the sorrow of a corps without a leader.

The Bongma Corps Leader wasn’t someone who cared about such things.

“It’s nothing special. Though it might be insufficient compared to your efforts so far.”

Ha Mu-baek smiled broadly.

At this sight, Han Seol-bing’s eyes widened in surprise.

This was something even she hadn’t known about.

No.

Ha Mu-baek didn’t carry around that much money to begin with.

Where on earth did it come from.

‘Ah, so that’s why last night….’

She recalled Ha Mu-baek deliberately calling out Dam Mu-heun, who was exhausted from collecting corpses.

It wasn’t that she had sensed Ha Mu-baek’s presence.

She had sensed Dam Mu-heun’s presence.

Having experienced that incident at Ice Heaven Palace and advanced in realm, Han Seol-bing.

She was currently at a higher realm than Dam Mu-heun.

That’s why she had sensed his presence moving in the deep of night.

‘It must be that bastard’s money.’

In the process of collecting corpses, they had also searched the barracks of Do Sim-geuk, who had been the Bongma Corps Leader, and found a considerable amount of wealth.

The person managing all of that was Dam Mu-heun.

Ha Mu-baek must have called him out to take a portion of it.

She had wondered why Ha Mu-baek called Dam Mu-heun out at that hour.

Today.

It was because of that member leaving the Maengryong Corps.

Yu Gwi-gwang was still holding the money pouch, fidgeting.

“Now I’ve given what I needed to give and said what I needed to say. Say goodbye to those you’re close with and leave. Would one hour be enough time?”

Yu Gwi-gwang was once again startled by Ha Mu-baek’s following words.

Because it was so sudden.

At Yu Gwi-gwang’s reaction, Ha Mu-baek smiled broadly.

“The sooner you leave this damned place, the better, right?”

It was an irrefutable statement.

He had imagined it countless times while being here.

Survive until the end.

Leave this damned place without ever looking back.

Go home and never even piss in this direction.

How many years had he thought that way?

But now that he was actually told to leave.

His emotions were complicated.

It wasn’t about his feelings toward this damned place.

He felt like he could leave right now humming a tune.

The complicated emotions were.

About those who would remain after he left.

The comrades who had shared life and death together.

Not just the Maengryong Corps.

But also the members of the Bongma Corps Black Squad Second Group.

They had all been good people.

“Hurry up and go.”

Ha Mu-baek’s urging moved Yu Gwi-gwang’s feet.

Yu Gwi-gwang bowed deeply at the waist.

This time, no one stopped his greeting.

This would be his final farewell from this place.

So Yu Gwi-gwang exchanged farewells with the Maengryong Corps members.

And headed toward where the Bongma Corps was busy working.

“Go with him.”

At Ha Mu-baek’s words, Han Seol-bing also moved.

If Yu Gwi-gwang went alone, he might face trouble from other Bongma Corps members.

Though he wasn’t sure if there were any Bongma Corps members crazy enough to do such a thing in the current situation.

 

After finishing all his farewells, Yu Gwi-gwang departed.

Ha Mu-baek had given him one hour.

But half an hour was sufficient.

Everyone congratulated him and pushed him on his way.

He had no belongings to pack.

The only important thing was his daughter’s portrait.

 

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Ha Mu-baek, who had briefly stepped away, returned.

“Now we need to take care of our business.”

The Maengryong Corps’ attention turned to Ha Mu-baek.

“What is the Maengryong Corps’ mission?”

Ha Mu-baek asked.

“To patrol Sanwol Demon Forest and assist the Bongma Corps in combat.”

Someone answered loudly.

“Good. And the target?”

“The jiangshi of Sanwol Demon Forest.”

Another person answered.

“Good. Then what about those bastards?”

“….”

This time no answer came.

Because they didn’t know what to say.

“They’re gone.”

Ha Mu-baek said briefly.

“They were there… but now they’re gone.”

He added once more.

At those words, everyone nodded slightly.

One of the people responsible for that tremendous feat was their Corps Leader Ha Mu-baek, standing right before their eyes.

“So, what should we do now?”

At Ha Mu-baek’s question.

Silence fell.

It was a suffocating quiet.

Naturally so.

The Corps Leader who had accomplished something tremendous was asking them such a question.

Wasn’t the Corps Leader the one who decided such matters?

Ha Mu-baek glanced back at Sanwol Demon Forest.

“I took a detailed look last night. There really aren’t any Blood Cult bastards left in that place. It means no more jiangshi will emerge.”

“Gulp.”

Someone swallowed dryly.

“Still, there are some Death Jiangshi remaining. Starting today, we’ll exterminate those Death Jiangshi. What happens after that… hmm.”

Ha Mu-baek paused briefly and looked once more at the barracks where So Hwi-ung was.

“I’ll have a talk with the high-ranking officials.”

Ha Mu-baek looked at Han Seol-bing.

“Yes?”

“Take them with you.”

“Yes? What about you, Corps Leader?”

“I said there are only Death Jiangshi left.”

At the response.

“Sigh.”

Han Seol-bing let out a deep sigh.

At her expression, Ha Mu-baek pointed to his chest.

“Am I still injured?”

The sword wound from Gae Hong-cheon was not small.

The bleeding had stopped and blood clots were gradually forming over the wound.

But there was still slight bleeding between them.

The traces of blood that had seeped through his clothes were clearly visible where Ha Mu-baek pointed.

The traces of bleeding faintly staining his newly changed blue robes.

The size of the sword wound was clearly visible.

“Sigh. Yes, yes. I understand.”

Han Seol-bing had no choice but to answer that way.

Her attitude was such because.

She knew what kind of person he was.

During the Murim War, he had fought like a demon even with much more severe wounds than this.

The Maengryong Corps Seventh Group members felt familiarity in their interaction.

They had become Corps Leader and Vice Commander, but somehow nothing seemed different from when they were Seventh Group Instructor and Twentieth Group Instructor.

So Ha Mu-baek headed to his barracks.

And Han Seol-bing led the Maengryong Corps.

Han Seol-bing and the Maengryong Corps crossed over the collapsed castle wall.

Han Seol-bing briefly gazed at the forest spread before her eyes.

Though the energy had changed and the atmosphere was different.

It remained an vast sea of trees densely packed with countless trees.

The task of finding and exterminating the remaining Death Jiangshi in this place.

Though it wasn’t dangerous or difficult work.

It was certainly a tiresome task.

‘As if we know where they are. The Corps Leader would….’

Find them quickly with his ghostly ki sense.

As that thought occurred to her.

Han Seol-bing’s gaze turned toward Ha Seol-ran.

A corps member who possessed the same ghostly ki sense as the Corps Leader.

“Seol-ran?”

“Yes!”

At Han Seol-bing’s call that sounded like a question, she answered energetically.

“Guide us.”

“Understood.”

“Seventh Group, support Seol-ran.”

“Yes!”

With the subsequent order, Seventh Group eventually took the lead.

Ha Seol-ran spread her ki sense widely.

Enough to cover the entire Sanwol Demon Forest.

Indeed.

She could sense the presence of jiangshi.

And.

Countless human presences felt throughout various places.

“Um, there are many people too….”

At Ha Seol-ran’s flustered words.

“They’re herb gatherers.”

Ha Seol-ran was startled.

“There are those who risk their lives to solve the matter of making a living.”

At Han Seol-bing’s calm words, Ha Seol-ran nodded once and began walking.

“This way.”

“Right. Let’s lightly look around the nearby areas first and return after one hour.”

Such a short time.

“That quickly?”

It was Dang Jin-san.

“We have to eat.”

At Han Seol-bing’s response.

Dang Jin-san nodded.

Both Ha Mu-baek and Han Seol-bing.

Were strangely serious about meals.

It had been the same during his first meeting with Ha Mu-baek.

After leaving them at the training ground and only coming to find them after darkness fell, what he said was.

 

“What about your meal?”

 

That was it.

As that memory came back, Dang Jin-san unconsciously smiled.

“You, what’s that about?”

Han Seol-bing frowned at that smile and asked.

“Ah, no. I just remembered something the Corps Leader said before….”

At Dang Jin-san’s hurried excuse.

Han Seol-bing nodded as if she understood.

“That guy is serious about meals.”

At the back of Han Seol-bing who muttered this while walking.

The nearby Maengryong Corps members couldn’t say anything.

“What did he say?”

Dan Mok Un-rae quietly moved to Dang Jin-san’s side and asked.

“What about your meal? Have you eaten?”

At Dang Jin-san’s whispered words.

“Ah….”

Dan Mok Un-rae let out a low exclamation.

For Dang Jin-san, it was something he could smile about thinking of it as a memory.

But for Dan Mok Un-rae, it was a memory that made his heart heavy.

At the inn where he took them that day, saying they had to eat.

Dan Mok Un-rae had tried all kinds of dishes for the first time.

Even his younger sister Dan Mok Un-hye.

“I wonder if Vice Corps Leader Dam is like that too?”

Dang Jin-san muttered curiously.

Looking at Han Seol-bing’s behavior.

Somehow being serious about meals seemed like a common trait among those from Hocheon Corps.

 

“Stop. Let’s finish here for now. Let’s prepare to eat.”

Dam Mu-heun looked up at the sky once.

Stopped the Bongma Corps’ work.

And began preparing lunch.

Since it was about time for lunch.

Whatever else, they couldn’t skip meals.

Unless it was a special situation like last night.

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