Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 870
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Side story 220. Dyeing (4)
Baek So-dam was surprised.
‘Kidney?’
If it is the kidney department, it means the organization of the 72 horse divisions.
He suddenly appears and asks how much you care about Lee Cheon-sang, and then immediately asks you to help create the Shinjangbu?
Baek So-dam, lost in thought, bit her lip.
“Could it be that Elder Baekgol threw away this footnote?”
Seopil couldn’t help but be impressed by Baek Sodam’s insight.
Personal acquaintance with Yi Cheon-sang, and his new wife.
If the flow of the conversation was like this, Baek So-dam would have realized that Lee Cheon-sang would become the 72nd horse general.
But she is not asking if Lee Cheon-sang will become a horseman, but rather if the White Bone God Horse has casted him out.
Whether or not he is protected by the Ten Demon Kings will have a great impact on Lee Cheon-sang’s future. It is not a question of whether he becomes a horseman or not, but whether the relationship between the White Bone God Demon and Lee Cheon-sang is severed or maintained is even more important to Baek So-dam.
‘It would be difficult for any soldier in the military department to show such cool and quick thinking. Baek Won-ju’s vision and intelligence are better than I expected.’
The important thing is not to come up with an answer, but to find the hidden meaning within that answer and see what results it brings about.
That is exactly the difference between Baek So-dam and the soldiers. Her intelligence may be a more frightening ability than her outstanding martial arts skills and her title as the Hwanheewonju.
“No. My lord has no problem with Elder Baekgol.”
“then…….”
Baek So-dam, who had been licking her lips for a moment, nodded.
“So you mean you won’t bother the elders any longer? This is a decision worthy of the name.”
Seo-pil decided to stop admiring her, because he didn’t know how much longer he would be amazed.
Baek So-dam, feeling somewhat relieved, frowned again.
“If this footnote becomes a horseman, I will unite these 72 horsemen and transform them into an organization called Shinjangbu. This footnote becoming a horseman can be interpreted as not simply to tie him up in a civil war, but to give him strength.”
“You saw it correctly.”
“So you asked me. What do you think of this footnote?”
If you have a sincere heart for Lee Cheon-sang, I think you will help create the Shinjangbu. If you are hesitant to help openly, I think you can help in the dark without anyone knowing.
‘You look like a fox.’
Baek So-dam could tell that Seo-pil had deliberately dragged the conversation.
If he had answered his own question clearly, he wouldn’t have been this angry. In other words, Seo-pil had set up the plan to lead him emotionally and then help create the Shinjangbu.
And he must have guessed that I would know that too. But the reason he broke down his reason and brought out his emotions is… … .
“I believe you.”
Baek So-dam’s eyes lit up.
“I trust that you have become a subordinate of this footnote without any trickery or intimidation.”
Seo-pil bowed his head.
“thank you.”
In other words, the conversation so far has been one where Seo-pil has pulled out the cards he wants while at the same time confirming that his cards are absolutely not dirty.
Baek So-dam was impressed by Seo Pil’s brain. This wasn’t something that could be done simply by wanting to do it. It was an extremely dangerous form of politics that could only be attempted if one could see the other person’s personality and infer their reactions.
‘You’re better than I thought.’
It was a moment when we properly acknowledged each other.
“But it’s hard.”
Baek So-dam frowned.
“As you might have guessed, it is now nearly impossible to turn the Seventy-Two Horsemen into a new force.”
“Of course I expected it.”
“But you came here anyway, so I guess you wanted to somehow get that done?”
“Yes.”
“As you know, when you proposed the organizational structure called the Shinjangbu, I agreed because we had enough power together.”
“That’s right. The Lord is the one who executes the funds for the organization. No matter how great my power and authority are, I cannot just create an organization without the approval of the Hwanheewon.”
“On the other hand, at that time, Goean Seopil was the vice-minister of Baeknoegak and was a person who actually acted as the chief of staff and was directly under the military commander. If it had not been for the military department’s consent, I would not have dared to suggest the creation of a new department.”
“I guess so.”
Baek So-dam’s eyes lit up.
“You are now trying to re-create the Shinjangbu to empower him as a subordinate of this footnote.”
“Yes.”
“The intention itself is impure. I like this footnote, but I have no confidence that he will become the central figure of the new religion. Even if I had such confidence, it would be absurd to create a new department for him.”
“I think so too.”
“… … You think so?”
“Yes.”
Baek So-dam looked at Seo-pil with suspicion.
“It looks like you have come up with several methods.”
“There aren’t many. And even then, I’m not sure.”
“Take out the pack.”
“Before that, I think there’s one thing I need to make sure of.”
Seopil’s face became serious.
“Do you think that the creation of a new church would be beneficial to the new religion? Regardless of my impure intentions.”
“… … I think so. The Seventy-Two Horsemen system is too vague. Besides, they are wolves. They are wolves that don’t gather together, but the top horsemen are wolves that would kill a tiger without a fight.”
“… … .”
“Given the state of the civil war, they too are holding their breath and watching closely, but if the flow of power is divided by any chance, their existence could become more fearsome than any other organization.”
“In other words, tying up dangerous beasts into an organization called the Shinjangbu is no different from putting a muzzle on wolves.”
“At the same time, we can use the powerful organization called Shinjangbu to eliminate the enemies of the religion. Whatever it is, it is dangerous to leave the Seventy-Two Horsemen as they are.”
Baek So-dam’s eyes became cold.
“Aside from other things, their very existence is nonsense. Does it make sense for these high-ranking officials with nowhere to go to live off of just eating and waiting for those in power to reach out to them?”
Seo-pil nodded.
“It makes no sense, but at the same time, it makes sense.”
“What did you say?”
“The military is the one that makes the absurd seem reasonable. And I was at the center of it all.”
“… … .”
“Now, for my lord, I will try my hand at politics rather than collusion.”
Baek So-dam smiled faintly.
“You are so loyal. I don’t trust you. I don’t know what aspect of you this footnote has taken from, but no matter who you serve, your fundamentals will not change.”
“A person can change at any time depending on the person they serve. This is especially true if they have given their life.”
“Do you really think so?”
“If my lord were like the countless powerful men I have seen, I would never have bowed my head to him.”
“… … .”
“I chose Him because of the many sins I have committed in the past. Because I know He is different from others.”
Baek So-dam, who had been staring blankly at Seo-pil, soon shook her head.
“No matter what, I can’t help you create a new department right now. No, to be exact, I don’t have the ability to help you. Even if I help, if the military doesn’t agree, the new department can’t be created.”
“If the Lord can assure me that he will push ahead with it immediately if circumstances allow, I will take care of the rest.”
Baek So-dam’s eyes wavered.
“Do you think it’s possible?”
“You can never be sure of anything.”
“… … .”
“Furthermore, I am not doing this to turn the Shinjangbu into a private army for my lord. Of course, it would be nice if my lord could unite them all and create a strong political base in the future, but that is not what my lord wants.”
“… … .”
“Can’t we just leave the Seventy-Two Horses as they are?”
Baek So-dam asked seriously again.
“If given the chance, I, as the Lord of Hwanheewon, would also actively agree to the creation of the Shinjangbu. But what can you do? Even the military department will think you are dead.”
Seo-pil smiled.
“Parents who scold their children for asking for a room will inevitably be troubled when the parents next door make a room for their child’s friend.”
“… … !”
“I think political strife is a flow. I will try to create that flow.”
“… … .”
“Your Majesty, when the situation I have induced is right around the corner, all you have to do is stamp your seal like you did a little while ago.”
I’m not sure, but it seems like he’s come up with his own strategy.
Baek So-dam asked.
“I asked you a little while ago, what is a pack?”
“That’s right.”
“If you’re not going to tell me everything, just pick one out.”
“I will use the Teenage Demon Kings.”
“… … !!”
“I am now trying to gain the trust of my lord as well as the lord of the land. So please watch what remains. I will lead this matter to success.”
He said this to me and I had nothing to say.
Baek So-dam let out a deep sigh and nodded.
“Very well. I can’t even imagine how it would work, but if the idea of creating a new branch of government comes to the surface and there is a unified voice for it, I will also stamp my seal.”
“thank you.”
“by the way.”
A human emotion that had never been seen before appeared on Baek So-dam’s face.
“Who is the horseman this footnote is targeting?”
“This is the twenty-two horse-drawn carriage, the dragon-shaped dragon-shaped section.”
For a moment, Baek So-dam’s eyes wavered.
“No way. With my current footnote skills, I can… … .”
“Yes, I know. I was hoping to target another horse race, too.”
“And you still want to catch him?”
“My lord said so. If the level difference was ridiculous, I would have tried to stop you, but since my lord showed such strong confidence, wouldn’t it work out somehow?”
Baek So-dam touched her forehead.
“That son of a bitch is a guy with great martial arts skills, regardless of his personality. He’s a true powerhouse, not even half a step away from the realm of supremacy. It’s hard to guarantee victory or defeat even if you fight two or more of the six continents, so do you think this footnote’s skills are capable of doing it?”
“It might be possible.”
Seo-pil looked out the window.
“It should be possible.”
* * *
Knock. Knock.
Blood from the black blade soaked the floor of the smokehouse.
“Keuh-euk!”
The face of the ordinary man who had vomited a bowl of blood was as pale as white.
“Hey, save me.”
His entire body was covered in spider web-like lesions, making him look horribly ugly.
The Nine-Magic Poison Whip that he had been so proud of was also torn into dozens of pieces and rolled around on the floor. It was not worthy of being called a rare artifact that was said to be difficult to scratch even with a sword.
“If you spare my life, I will become your dog! I will become your subordinate! So, at least my life… …!”
“I don’t need someone like you.”
Yi Cheon-sang’s appearance was also quite rough. His clothes were badly damaged here and there, and in particular, the left sleeve was torn off, revealing his red, swollen arm.
But other than that, there were no external injuries or internal wounds. It was a truly overwhelming victory.
Lee Cheon-sang heard the Seven Nights Tao.
“You said you were going to cut off their limbs and put them in a pigsty? That’s interesting.”
“Okay, wait a minute!”
The Seven Nights flashed.
Pubber pubber!
In an instant, the ordinary’s limbs were blown away.
The common man couldn’t even scream. He lost so much blood in an instant that he trembled and rolled his eyes.
Lee Cheon-sang extended his hand toward Mokroe.
Mokroe swallowed dry saliva and handed him an iron plate. It was a simple iron plate with the number twenty-two engraved on it.
“Thank you for your effort.”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Lee Cheon-sang, holding the dead man’s hair, came down from the training ground. Hot blood was still flowing out from the dragging corpse.
At that moment, Mokroe opened his mouth.
“Please wait a moment.”