Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 309



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309. No-Fold Society (4)

Hanbin answered with a meaningful expression.

“Why is my expression like that?”

“It’s exactly like the expression on your face before you have an accident.”

“Oh, I’m just hungry.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin picked up a piece of food and put it in his mouth.

Hyunmun said at that sight.

“Haha. Didn’t you already have an accident, Prince Peng?”

“Hey, you shouldn’t think like that. This isn’t even an accident, sir.”

When Seolhwa answered on Hanbin’s behalf, Hyeonmun opened his eyes wide and asked.

“If this isn’t even an accident… … shouldn’t the world of martial arts be in an uproar already?”

“There is something our Confucius always says.”

“Let me tell you.”

“It’s not a bad thing to have an accident.”

“Huh, that’s the first time I’ve heard that since I was born.”

Hyunmun glanced at Hanbin.

It was clear that he was a talented person who was different from the eccentric people of Gangho.

He grew up hearing the advice not to cause trouble so often.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand what Seolhwa said.

Then Seolhwa continued speaking.

“You said that it’s not that having an accident is bad, but that getting caught is bad. Right, Cheonghwa?”

“that’s right.”

Cheonghwa nodded and picked up a piece of food.

Hyunmun looked at Hanbin, dumbfounded.

Hanbin, whose eyes met mine, said.

“This is a trade secret, so keep it to yourself.”

“Oh, I’ll keep it a secret.”

Hyunmun smiled awkwardly and lifted his glass.

* * *

That night.

The lights were never turned off in the lodgings of some of the martial arts families who had come to the Mugajihoe.

Among them was the Zhuge Liang family, famous for producing strategists in the martial arts world.

In the residence of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Liangmin, who was called the greatest strategist the family had ever produced, was sitting with his arms crossed.

Unlike the warriors, he wore the clothes of a scholar and was more skilled in tactics and academics than in martial arts, and was in charge of the military affairs of the Justice Alliance.

He was also the younger brother of the head of the household, and was the most trusted member of the household by the head of the household, Zhuge Liang.

Now in his mid-forties, he had been serving as the highest military officer in the Murim Alliance for over ten years.

His expression was changing from moment to moment like a flickering lantern.

A letter was spread out in front of him.

Zhuge Liangmin’s dry lips, which had been trying to control his expression, opened with difficulty.

“Does anyone know about this letter?”

“… … .”

There was no one to answer Zhuge Liang’s question.

Everyone just looked at each other and nodded.

Behind that wink, there was a tilt of the head and an exchange of signals of ignorance.

Zhuge Liang asked.

“Hwiya, when did you find this letter?”

“Exactly two o’clock ago. When I came back from dinner, I found this letter on my table.”

“hmm.”

Zhuge Liangmin stroked his beard.

His serious expression came from this one letter.

According to this letter, the head of the household and his sons, Zhuge Liang and Zhuge Ming, are captured.

Of course, along with the numerous family members of the Zhuge family who followed him.

Zhuge Liang could not believe this fact.

Unlike himself, Gaju Jegal Gongyeong is so skilled in martial arts that he is considered one of the top 100 martial arts masters.

Is that all?

Some of those who were in charge of Gaju’s escort were top-notch experts.

If an opponent with absurd weapons appeared, they could be completely suppressed, but the strangest thing right now is that there has been no news at all.

Zhuge Liang had a messenger horse with him so that he could deliver the last news in any case.

But the fact that there was no news meant that there was no time to even fly a messenger.

Moreover, it was simply incomprehensible that not a single one of those many masters escaped their grasp.

In his opinion, there were only two groups with such inaction.

One was the imperial family and the other was the Demonic Cult.

However, neither of them made any significant movements.

After the Bloodthirsty Demon incident, the Justice Alliance conducted more thorough surveillance on the demonic forces coming from Cheonsan.

As a result, the Demonic Cult found out that they currently had no ability to come to the Central Plains due to internal strife.

Zhuge Liangmin concluded that the incident that Zanxue Ma-do committed at Yeongdan Mountain was his own doing.

What about the royal family then?

The imperial family had even less justification.

At a time when the fight between the princes for the next throne was in full swing, there was no time to turn a blind eye to the martial arts world.

The most important thing is that there is no benefit to be gained from the imperial family interfering with the martial arts world.

If not both, then a new force has emerged.

Actually, that was the biggest problem.

A force on par with the Demonic Cult that is not even caught in the intelligence network of the Justice Alliance’s General Commander-in-Chief, Zhuge Liang?

I couldn’t understand this at all.

At that time, Zhuge Li, the younger brother of Zhuge Liang, who was watching from the side, asked.

Zhuge Liang was a woman in her late thirties, quite a bit older than Zhuge Liang.

“Brother, let’s think about it simply. What are the conditions you are asking for?”

“First, meet with Namgung Gaju and make this request.”

“What do you want?”

“See for yourself.”

Zhuge Liangmin spread the letter out vertically in front of the lamp.

Zhuge Liang narrowed his eyes and read the place Zhuge Liang pointed to.

“Yongbongjihoe… … .”

“Yes, they are telling me to open a Yongbong branch meeting.”

“Now is not the time for that.”

“That’s right. The head of the Sacheondang family is not making any progress in his illness, and the Sadoyeon is currently in a situation where the North and South are uniting. We’ve gathered to discuss that issue, but why is it called the Yongbongjihoe?”

“But will the head of the Namgung family agree?”

“We’ll find out as soon as the day breaks. If the Yongbong branch is easily accepted, it must be related to this matter. If so, there are two possibilities.”

“What about two?”

“Either they are connected to the mastermind behind this, or they are being blackmailed just like us.”

“So, would you like to meet Namgung Se-ga?”

“Yes, we should meet. There are two things we will find out from now on.”

“Two things?”

“One is to look into the Namgung Se family lineage… … .”

“And another one?”

“The task is to find out the truth of this letter. I believe you can do it, so I will leave this task to you.”

“hmm.”

“Do you think you can’t do it?”

“no.”

“That’s right. If you weren’t a woman, you would be the commander-in-chief of the Justice Alliance.”

“I know, brother.”

“Humility is pawned on the battlefield.”

“Humility isn’t important in this situation.”

“Okay, then from now on, I’ll ask you. I’ll leave all the work outside to you, so if necessary, use all the power of the Justice Alliance.”

Zhuge Liang took out a piece of paper from his bosom and threw it at Zhuge Liang.

Whoosh!

Zhuge Li received the card, checked it, smiled, and put it in his bosom.

“The entire military is defeated. At this rate, we might be able to mobilize the entire Sacheon branch of the Justice League.”

“Write carefully.”

“Okay, then I’ll take Hwi with me.”

“Do so.”

“Then I’ll leave the inside to my brother and go now.”

Zhuge Liang slightly lowered his head and looked at his nephew, Zhuge Hui.

“Hwiya, you go with me.”

“Yes, aunt.”

After finishing their conversation, the two disappeared into the room like the wind.

Zhuge Liangmin, who saw the two disappearing, looked at the letter once more.

The best conclusion he can come up with is that this letter is simply a threat.

The problem is that all news from the families coming to this place, Mugajihoe, has been completely cut off.

* * *

Hanbin, who was leaning against the window and looking at the night sky, narrowed his eyes.

Because I felt the sound of two footsteps running urgently.

There was one reason I cared about those footsteps.

The sound was quite secretive.

If it’s urgent, why would you hide your presence here in Sacheondangga?

It was right to make the urgency known, even if it meant making a fuss.

Hanbin quickly raised his internal energy.

‘Begging is the 18 steps.’

The moment Hanbin was about to leave, two new models appeared.

“Where are you going, Confucius?”

“I’m going to the back room.”

“But why are you trying to spread the begging technique?”

“Haha, Seolhwa’s eye for detail has improved a lot.”

“Hehehe. Thank you, Your Majesty. Then, can we go with you?”

“Okay, let’s go together.”

As Hanbin nodded, another new model appeared.

Swish.

Seolhwa and Cheonghwa looked back and opened their eyes wide.

There was a gate there.

Hyunmun spoke in a polite voice.

“The person I am supposed to escort has moved, so I will follow. Is that okay? Your Majesty.”

“If I tell you not to come, will you not come?”

“hmm…….”

“Please make yourself comfortable. But you must keep your presence to a minimum.”

“Of course, Confucius.”

When Hyunmun nodded, Hanbin smiled brightly.

Hanbin, who was looking around, rummaged through his arms as if he remembered something.

What he took out of his bosom was a book.

Hanbin looked at the table far away.

‘A hundred percent accuracy.’

Hanbin threw the book on the table.

Whoosh.

When the book fell to the table, Hanbin started begging without looking back.

Sasa Sak.

Hanbin disappeared, leaving behind only the sound of grass rustling.

A similar sound then echoed through Hanbin’s quarters.

The next morning. The dorm where Hanbin disappeared.

Peng Dae-wi and Peng Hyeok-bin, who had stopped by to discuss this free meeting with Han Bin, tilted their heads.

The room was so quiet since morning.

Peng Hyuk-bin looked around anxiously.

“Hanbin, where are you?”

“Hmm, it looks like it’s already been fried.”

When Peng Dae-wi spoke with a confident voice, Peng Hyeok-bin tilted his head.

“Are you jumping?”

“With this much commotion, it would be normal for either Seolhwa or Cheonghwa to come.”

“Hmm. I think so, Uncle.”

“But seeing as they’re not all coming together, it’s clear that they’ve run off somewhere.”

“That’s true too.”

“The problem is that every time Hanbin acts like this, he always causes an accident.”

“Oh my, that’s… … .”

Peng Hyuk-bin’s eyes trembled.

What if, instead of just disappearing, an accident occurs at the Mugajihoe that will determine Sega’s fate?

It was dizzying just thinking about it.

That was when.

Peng Dae-wi tilted his head and looked at the table.

“What is that book?”

“A book… … ?”

Peng Hyuk-bin turned his head and ran to the table, trailing off.

Peng Heuk-bin tilted his head after reading the booklet.

There was no title written on the booklet.

Peng Hyuk-bin opened the book and shook his head.

This is because the content written there was incomprehensible no matter how much I looked at it.

The contents of the booklet were simple.

It was the family name and symbol.

The first chapter contained the names of the families attending the Mugajihoe, with about half of the families marked.

The sign simply draws the family crest with one line (一).

In the next chapter, the family was reduced to about half.

About half of the families had the same mark.

What on earth does this sign, which looks like a death note, mean?

Peng Hyeok-bin looked at his uncle, Peng Dae-wi.

“This is a bit strange.”

“No. You decide for yourself.”

“all right.”

Peng Daewi quickly put the book into his bosom.

It was because I couldn’t just leave the book here because it might be misunderstood by others.

* * *

Guilucheon, located on the border between Sichuan and Chongqing.

Gwirakcheon is a small river with cool waters even in the summer, and it is said that ghosts play in the water.

Because of this, people are reluctant to visit this place.

In fact, the government office prohibited entry to this place because women and children who came to play in the water often went missing.