Twelve Heavenly Moon - Chapter 130



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Chapter 9. The Right Heaven, the Clear Eyes of the King

“Your Majesty, please give me a little more time. I have something to tell you privately.”

The solution presented by Myeong-an Lee Jo, simple but perhaps the most perfect, was to call for the Justice Party, and it was decided quickly and easily.

After that, the three generals of the Murim Alliance were thinking of the tired Myeongan Leejo and were about to end the meeting in a hurry to return to their respective residences, but Myeongan Leejo called the King of Guisan aside.

At that moment, King Guisan was inwardly nervous, but he shook off the tension with a light breath and spoke to the other two generals.

“You guys go first.”

“Okay, then.”

Saengsa-pan Lee Myeong-jeok and Kwon Wang Bu-cha nodded slightly and went out the door first.

In some ways, it might have been unpleasant to hear Myeong-an Lee Jo ask that only the royal family of Guisan remain, excluding them, but the two men did not seem offended at all.

This was because he knew that Myeong-an Lee Jo and Gwisan Wang Jeon had maintained a close friendship outside of the Murim Alliance.

As the two moved away from Hocheon Pavilion, King Gwisan approached and sat down in front of King Myeongan, where he had retreated for a moment.

“If you have anything else to say…….”

“Um, I have a favor to ask you…….”

“What is it? Please speak freely.”

Gwisan Wangjeon smiled and spoke to Myeongan Leejo, who was having a hard time speaking.

Considering the friendship between the two, there really couldn’t have been a difficult request.

Although King Gwisan and King Myeongan have different roots in martial arts, at least after the creation of the Murim Alliance, their relationship in martial arts was almost like that of a teacher and student.

“Aside from calling for justice, I have another solution to the chaos in the martial arts world that I can think of.”

“…Are you preparing a second plan?”

Guisan Wangjeon asked with a slightly surprised expression.

“There is no such thing as a second plan. It would be more correct to view it as a plan after the summoning of the Justice Party.”

“Plans for after that. Of course, even after calling the Justice Squad, you need your own plan to fight Ma-Meng. Calling the Justice Squad doesn’t solve everything. Especially…….”

King Guisan paused for a moment.

“There’s something else I’m worried about.”

Myeong-an Lee Jo is the most experienced person in the martial arts world.

I quickly realized that King Guisan had some concerns that he had not mentioned at the previous meeting.

“To be honest, I’m worried about whether or not each sect in the world will obediently respond to the summons of the Justice Corps. Of course, we can feel reassured by gathering the Justice Corps in a central location close to each sect, but the human mind is like that. The Namgung Se-ga and Manmuhoe incident was so shocking…….”

The King of Guisan’s words were blurred.

“That’s right. That’s why I thought of plan two.”

“I will listen.”

King Guisan said with a serious expression.

“If you want to focus the chaotic forces on a plan, you need an example to put that plan into action. That means someone has to step up and lead the plan.”

“It means, if you move one, you move the whole thing.”

“That’s right. Human psychology is a strange thing. If one or two people take a certain path first, everyone else will follow because that path looks good.”

“I see what you mean. Now the question is who to put in front of.”

“As expected, you are Gwisan. You read my mind right away.”

Myung-an Lee Jo smiled faintly.

It seemed that he was satisfied that the King of Guisan readily agreed to his plan.

“Who are you thinking of?”

King Guisan asked without wasting time.

“Um… Actually, at first I thought of Namgung Seon of the Namgung family.”

Of course, the King of Guisan is already aware of this.

So, wasn’t it Myeong-an Lee Jo who hurriedly went to find Namgung Se-ga as soon as he was attacked?

“Namgung Segara. I thought so.”

Wang Jeon honestly said that he had already guessed that pretending not to know something that he already knew could arouse Joseon’s suspicion in the future.

However, Namgung Se-ga seems to be not very satisfied with himself.

“You don’t like it?”

Lee Jo asked, carefully observing Wang Jeon’s expression.

“Namgung Se-ga… is a place with strong power, but has not won the hearts of the martial arts world. Don’t you know them well? They are very greedy.”

“That’s right, that’s right. To be honest, it’s almost greedy. But that’s why they thought it was appropriate. If the world’s greatest family is greedy, then they would naturally do their best to fight against Ma Meng.”

“The best in the world……!”

This time, King Guisan looked serious and nodded.

“Does it bother you?”

Lee Jo asked, his gaze still fixed on the king.

“Do you plan on changing the map of the blind?”

Wang Jeon asked with a serious expression.

“The era of the old guard was fine in its own way. But now it’s too corrupt and inefficient. To fight against Ma-Meng…….”

“So, Namgung Se-ga. I agree with the method, but I still have doubts about the school I chose…….”

“I understand. I also felt that Namgung Se-ga was not suitable. In fact, it was not because I liked them, but because they were useful, and I wanted to give them a chance to become the vanguard of the martial arts world. However, Your Majesty, you don’t have to worry. They didn’t take the opportunity.”

“Um… does that mean you rejected the old man’s offer?”

“Yes. He was less courageous than I thought. If you have ambition, you should have the same amount of courage. He was very disheartened by the attack he received from Ma-Meng this time. It seemed like he thought he might end up on the path to decline.”

Lee Jo explained why Namgung Se-ga rejected his proposal.

“I guess so. In fact, the prestigious schools of the martial arts world prioritize the survival of their school over seeking hegemony.”

“That’s right. That’s right. That’s why history continues for hundreds of years.”

Leejo nodded.

“So, have you found an alternative?”

The king asked.

“Shaolin or a shaman would be good, but they are reluctant to come forward and get their hands dirty. They are conscious of other people’s eyes and try to distance themselves from worldly hegemony, so it’s hard to put them in the front. The other sects are weak, so I was in a difficult situation when a good place came to mind.”

“Where are you?”

“This is the Bukdusan Gate.”

“Bukdusanmun!”

Wang Jeon looked at Lee Jo as if he was a little surprised.

“Don’t you like them either?”

“No, that’s not it. Did you have any special exchanges with the Bukdusanmun?”

“No, that’s not it.”

“Then why……?”

“The reason is simple. The head of the Bukdusanmun, Baek Wan, has ambitions. She wants to regain the glory of the best family in the world from a hundred years ago. And she has quite the ability. If you look at how she has led the growth of the Bukdusanmun over the past few years… it will be easy to persuade people. After all, doesn’t the honor of the best family in the world still remain?”

Lee Jo tried to make Wang Jeon understand as if he were Baek Wan.

Perhaps he was worried that Wang Jeon would oppose the establishment of Bukdusanmun as the future leader of the Murim Alliance.

“It’s impeccable in terms of justification, but…….”

The king’s words were blurred.

“Everything in the world of martial arts begins with a cause and ends with a cause. This is especially true for the Jeongpa.”

“But no matter how much the Bukdu Mountain Sect has grown recently, does it really have the power to serve as the center of the martial arts world?”

Wang Jeon was concerned about the lack of real power in the Bukdu Mountain Gate.

“Can’t we create that power ourselves?”

“Us?”

Wang Jeon asked back with a questioning expression.

“exactly.”

“How can I……?”

“There is a way to strengthen the Bukdusanmun without provoking the opposition of other factions. In fact, that is why I summoned the Justice Squad.”

“I would like to hear more details.”

Wang Jeon knew very well that he had to be careful in such matters. If there was a misunderstanding, the Gupae could split.

The division of the Gupae will lead to the division of the Murim Alliance, and the division of the Murim Alliance will lead to the defeat of the Jeongsa Daejeon.

Even if the Great Battle of Jeongsa was caused by the absolute three thousand tricks, losing to the devil is unacceptable.

That was a completely different matter from eliminating the three thousand.

So, even if it was Myeong-an Lee Jo’s plan, it was not Wang Jeon who would oppose it if it was a strategy that could lead to victory in the fight against Ma-myeong.

But, just like that, there was a need to hear a precise and detailed plan.

In any case, the reason is that Myeong-an Lee Jo is the absolute Samcheon who is at the root of the bloodshed.

“If you summon the Justice Party, the experts of each faction will gather at the regional center.”

Myeong-an Lee Jo began to speak his mind leisurely.

“I guess so.”

“But it will take quite some time for all the sects to send out their masters. At first, they will be watching each other closely. No one will be the first to send their own masters to the righteous. We will send out our masters as late as possible, depending on the situation.”

Wang Jeon nodded silently at Myeong-an Lee Jo’s words.

“So, first of all, there must be a sect that actively responds to the call of the Justice Party. It would be even better if that sect is an old sect.”

“Does that sect mean the Bukdusan sect?”

Lee Jo asked.

“exactly.”

“Then already……?”

Leejo asked again.

“That’s right. I have received Baek Moon-ju’s promise. She has a dream of becoming the best in the world. That’s why she decided to do as I asked, even if it meant pushing herself.”

“ah…….”

The king sighed softly.

He felt sorry that the Bukdusanmun was being used for the Joseon Dynasty’s schemes.

Perhaps, the Ming-an Lee Dynasty will use the Bukdusanmun Gate as a kindling and throw it away.

Of course, the world would praise the Bukdusanmun for courageously sacrificing themselves for the justice of the martial arts world, but the Bukdusanmun could have suffered another hundred years of decline.

As a king, he had no way of knowing that Baek Wan, the head of the Bukdusanmun, belonged to a third force called Cheongpunghoe, led by the immortal Nawang.

Wang Jeon had special feelings for the Bukdusanmu because he played a role in the early stages of the Bukdusanmun’s revival at the request of the immortal Nawang.

So, I couldn’t help but worry about Baek Wan’s hasty decision.

However, Leejo did not know the exact reason why Wang Jeon was sighing.

“I too was moved by Baek Mun-ju’s decision. Although it was due to her ambition for the best clan in the world, her willingness to accept the loss of her faction should be highly regarded. So as a reward for that…….”

“In return, I will give strength to the Bukdusanmun. At least there is a justification, but how can I say that?”

Wang Jeon asked the method again.

Then Myeong-an Lee Jo answered.

“If the Bukdusanmun leads its own faction of masters and responds to the summons of the Justice Corps, Guisan and King Gwon will respond and lead some of the Shinungjo and Youngwoong Corps to stay with the Baekwan clan leader of the Bukdusanmun for a while. This is under the pretext of supporting the hastily assembled and incomplete Justice Corps. Then, the Bukdusanmun will naturally begin to be recognized as the center of the Murim Alliance.”

Lee Jo calmly explained his plan.

“If that happens, the other clans will have no choice but to respond to the call for justice in their respective regions. They won’t be able to just sit by and watch as the hearts of the martial arts world turn to the Bukdusan Gate…….”

Wang Jeon spoke as if he was agreeing with Lee Jo’s plan.

“That’s right. That little bit of competition will ultimately lead the Jeongsa War to the victory of the Murim Alliance. Once the Justice Party gathers around Gupae, the world of Gangho will be completely under the Murim Alliance’s control. Of course, that situation cannot last long. Therefore, once the gathering is complete, we must quickly drive the Demon Alliance into their lair and destroy them all at once.”

“It might be a big fight, but it might actually be the one with the least amount of bloodshed.”

“Yes, that’s why it’s important who stands at the forefront. That means we need people and sects who can charge toward the enemies without fear. In that sense…….”

“Is Bukdusanmun the right choice?”

“exactly.”

Myeong-an Lee Jo said confidently.

It’s as if he’s forcing himself to believe that his choices are just and rational.

Then, suddenly, a feeling of resistance arose in King Guisan’s heart. He also felt a strong sense of caution.

When you don’t know, it doesn’t matter, but when you know, everything looks different.

If this attitude of Myeong-an Lee Jo had been any other time, it would have been interpreted as his determination to fight Ma-myeong, but today, it is seen as a self-righteous stubbornness.

But now is not the time to reveal your thoughts.

After a moment, King Guisan nodded.

“Okay, I will do as you wish, sir.”

“Thank you, Gwisan. As expected, you are the only one who understands my intentions.”

“No. Everyone in the world knows of the old master’s love and efforts for the martial arts world. In this Jeongsa Daejeon, everyone will follow the old master’s opinion. Just like twenty years ago…….”

The king bowed his head slightly.

“Hehe, if you think so, I appreciate it, but there may still be a lot of opposition to this matter. That’s why I’ve already told you. I want you to first persuade the two leaders of the Youngungdae and the Beopdang.”

“If you say it yourself…….”

Guisan Wangjeon asked, as if he did not understand why he had to ask the two generals to support Bukdusanmun through him.

“Huh… I’m afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings. I’m afraid that people will think I’m trying to gain something through the Bukdusan Gate. Let’s just agree with and support Guisan’s opinion. Besides, I don’t officially have any position in the Murim Alliance, do I? I don’t want people to misunderstand that I’m carelessly interfering with the Alliance’s movements.”

‘Haha, no. It’s probably to maintain the nobility you have. And if the Bukdusanmun makes a mistake, it’s probably to avoid responsibility. But for now, I’ll do as you wish.’

Wang Jeon suppressed his rising resistance and answered again.

“Okay, if it’s too much trouble, then go ahead.”

“Thank you. It seems that everything goes smoothly when I talk to Gwisan. Gwisan is the real pillar of the Murim Alliance.”

“You are too kind.”

“No. If there had been no Guisan, how could the Murim Alliance have maintained itself without conflict until now? After this fight is over, Guisan will probably be in a slightly different position than he is now.”

“……?”

Wang Jeon looked at Lee Jo as if asking what he meant.

Then Lee Jo said with a serious expression.

“The honor of being the best in the world will go to the Bukdusan clan, but the name of the best in the world will go to you, Guisan.”

‘Interest?’

For a moment, Guisan’s face hardened coldly.

He was angry at the words of Lee Jo, who seemed to dare to treat him as a small-minded person who only coveted the honor of the martial arts world. This anger had nothing to do with the fact that Lee Jo was the absolute three thousand Jeongcheon.

He has known Lee Jo for decades.

But I couldn’t help but feel angry at the fact that he dared to think of himself as someone who was greedy for power.

And I also got the feeling that Lee Jo was trying to tempt Guisan with the honor of being the best in the world.

“When did I ever desire power and fame?”

King Guisan asked without hiding his anger.

“Oh, I think you misunderstood. I don’t mean that Gwisan covets the honor of being the best in the world. I mean that even if Gwisan doesn’t want it, it will happen naturally. I am not unaware of Gwisan’s modesty.”

When Wang Jeon seemed angry, Lee Jo quickly appeased Guisan.

Then King Guisan held back his anger and said:

“Just as you, my elder, work selflessly for the greater good of the martial arts world, so do I. In fact, there were many times when the position of the commander-in-chief of the martial arts alliance was also troublesome. Nevertheless, I stayed because protecting the position of the commander-in-chief, Shin Eung-jo, and moving forward was so important to the stability of the martial arts world.”

“I know, I know. Don’t misunderstand what I’m saying.”

Lee Jo once again tried to appease the king.

“Once this Jeongsa Daejeon is over, I too will follow in the elder’s footsteps and leave the Murim Alliance. I do not plan on getting involved in the future Murim. I am not young anymore.”

“Whew… If that’s the case, then this is a big problem. If Your Majesty retires, will the Murim Alliance be able to maintain itself properly…?”

“New wine should be put into new wineskins. After this Jeongsa Daejeon, won’t new figures emerge? Like the head of the Bukdusanmun Gate…….”

“But why would you go to Guisan?”

Lee Jo looked really regretful.

Then the king stood up and said.

“Anyway, I will proceed with this matter as you wish. And with this Jeongsa War coming to an end, my retirement from the martial arts world will also happen. So, I hope that Myung-an will find a good person during this Jeongsa War. Then!”

Wang Jeon slightly bowed his head and quickly left the palace.

Myeong-an Lee Jo sat in his seat and watched as King Gwisan left until the end.

Then, when the king’s sword completely disappeared, he suddenly muttered with a displeased expression.

“Does that mean you are truly free from power? Hehe, if you, Guisan, were truly free from power, would you have remained in the Murim Alliance as the leader of Shin Eungjo until now? People are all the same. In the end, they want to be respected by others and want to command others. That is human nature. Can you dare say that you have freed yourself from that desire that even we, the Absolute Three Thousand, could not escape?”

Lee Jo muttered as he looked at the door where the King of Guisan had disappeared with cold eyes.

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After meeting Shin Eung-jo’s old colleagues at Mugul Mountain a few months ago, their relationship with the Immortal King was restored to what it was before.

The restoration of that relationship was not even reported to King Gwisan.

However, they had never been in close contact with each other before. This was because they had to be careful not to reveal their relationship unless it was a very special case.

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However, immediately after leaving the Bukdusan Gate and crossing the Yellow River, the immortal Nawang received a call from his old colleagues, Shin Eungjo.

“Your Majesty……?”

The king muttered to himself.

He holds in his hand a piece of paper smaller than the palm of his hand. It was at a small spot in the port just after crossing the Yellow River.

Even the people who were with him couldn’t tell who he had contacted and when.

Then Sasong asked.

“When did you receive the message?”

“exactly.”

“who……?”

“Shin Eung-jo’s brothers brought news.”

The king answered.

“Are you talking about Shin Eung-jo? Haven’t you been in contact with them before?”

“That’s right. After all, there are many eyes in the Murim Alliance.”

“But how?”

“Still, there is a way for us to contact each other. It just took some time to find my location.”

“Where and when did you receive the letter?”

“Where do you think it is?”

The king asked playfully.

The two were now as close as sworn brothers from the Twelve Provinces of the past. To the point where even the King of Na, who rarely jokes, joked.

However, Sasong was quite polite because of the fame of the immortal Nawang, who was known as one of the ten greatest martial artists in the world.

“Well, let’s see. Um… Let’s see. There were three times, depending on the circumstances. Either before crossing the river, or when arriving, or before entering the spot, the beggars who passed by, or someone inside… Who?”

Sasong asked again.

Then the king smiled and answered.

“I received it on the boat.”

“Huh? How is it on the boat?”

Sasong looked bewildered as if he had not expected the answer at all.

Sasong is a man who is very proud of his eyes. He was not given the nickname of Jawang for nothing.

With his innate senses and sixth sense, there was little that could escape his eyes.

However, the boat they crossed the Yellow River in was a small boat, and there were less than ten people on it.

Moreover, most of them were merchants who sold goods by peddling, so they sat at a distance from the two people.

So, if at least someone had tried to deliver a letter to the King, it would have definitely caught Sasong’s eye.

“He let go, I found him.”

Nawang gave a short answer to Sasong’s question.

“Oh, so you mean you didn’t receive it directly?”

“exactly.”

“Well… that’s not easy……”

“It’s a method I’ve used for years during the Chilma Rebellion, so I’m still familiar with it.”

“When did that happen……”

Twenty years had passed since the end of the Chilma Rebellion, and we were looking forward to thirty years.

It seemed surprising to Sasong that the means of communication from back then was still valid.

“Isn’t there something that you never forget until you die?”

“Of course that is true. Anyway, what’s the news? Why is that gentleman from Guisan……?”

“You want to meet me.”

“Your Majesty, are you speaking?”

“exactly.”

“then……?”

“I think I’ve come to a conclusion.”

“Huh… I wonder what the conclusion will be.”

“You’ll know when you meet him, but if it’s just a brief mention in the letter, then things seem to have gone well.”

“Then you are certain about the true identity of Myeong-an Lee Jo, and according to the judgment of Shin Eung-jo’s associates, Gwisan has no relation to Samcheon?”

“I think so.”

Nawang nodded.

“That’s… a variable.”

Sasong was both delighted and embarrassed by the confirmation that Gwisan Wangjeon was not from Myeongan Joseon.

“Is there a problem?”

“Rather than a problem… If not Guisan, who else do you think could become Jeongcheon’s successor?”

It’s an unexpected question.

It’s a bit odd.

But Na Wang instinctively sensed the danger implied in this question.

If King Gwisan Wangjeon is not the successor of Myeongan Leejo, then there must be someone else.

It cannot exist. The name of the Absolute Three Thousand is passed down to future generations through the relationship between teacher and disciple.

They share the same roots and, through the transmission of martial arts, they inherit the lineage of Sun Woo-Hwang, the master of Yeo-ui-Seon.

And Jeongcheon Myeongan Leejo was old. No matter how great a master is, he cannot stop aging after he is over 100 years old.

Jeongcheon Myeongan Lee Jo is approaching ninety years of age. And now he has begun the last play of his life. It was a situation where he could not help but have a successor.

However, the most promising candidate, King Gwisan Wangjeon, was not the successor to Joseon.

If so, then it means that somewhere in the martial arts world, there exists a person as scary as Lee Jo.

Even if the Twelve Heavenly Gates succeed in hunting the Absolute Three Thousand, if they do not cut it off in the bud, it will cause lasting trouble.

If someone with the same abilities as Jeongcheon Leejo in the dark dreams of revenge, I can’t guarantee that something like the Blood Moon Night in the Twelve Regions in the past won’t happen.

The question of Sasong implied concern about the danger.

“I guess I can’t help but pay special attention to it.”

Nawang answered belatedly.

Seeing the serious expression on Nawang’s face, Sasong realized that his concerns had been properly conveyed and continued speaking.

“If he were to be training in seclusion away from the affairs of the martial arts world, it might be easier to find him. However, if he were one of the martial artists we know… that would be too dangerous. The final variable, I guess….”

“…Maybe Honma Chang knows. He knew of the existence of the Haksa Sword Jongseon. Wouldn’t the three thousand have information about each other’s successors?”

“Well, maybe. I guess I’ll have to check on him again.”

Sasong revealed the eerie and sharp nature deep inside him.

Nawang’s face hardened as he guessed the extent of the pain that would be inflicted on him if Honma Chang did not answer properly.

In fact, in the Twelve Heavenly Gates, he was the King of Zhao, who always had alcohol and jokes in his mouth, but he was the King of Zhao, who knew that the moment he made up his mind to become poisoned, he could become more poisonous than anyone else in the world.

But I had no intention of dissuading him.

If they could not find a successor to Jeongcheon, the survival of the Twelve Heavenly Sects could not be guaranteed.

“Your Majesty, please take charge of that matter.”

“Okay. And maybe…….”

The tail of the horse was blurred.

Since he is not the type of person who cannot say what he wants to say, this kind of behavior is strange.

“That… person might know too.”

Sasong, who had been quiet for a moment, spoke with difficulty.

“That guy? Oh… I mean, Bachelor’s Degree Examination Jongseon.”

“Yes. But if you still have old feelings for each other, maybe you could tell me…….”

“Well, let’s go.”

“You don’t think I can expect it?”

At least, it is a private lawsuit that admits that one cannot make an objective judgment on one’s own regarding the final selection of the bachelor’s degree.

So, the king’s thoughts were more important than his own.

“Isn’t it a question of what is more important to him? If he believes that his destiny lies in continuing the lineage of Sun Woo-Hwang……”

“Well, that’s right. If you think that continuing the lineage of Emperor Sunwoo is the most important, then you will try to protect him. If you subdue him, then Jeongcheon’s successor will be the only remaining lineage of Emperor Sunwoo.”

Sasong readily agreed with Nawang’s idea.

“Don’t worry too much about his work. Of course, it’s not as easy as it sounds.”

Nawang comforted Sasong.

Then Sasong nodded.

“That’s true. My heart doesn’t move as I thought. I feel resentful, but on the other hand… Before Blood Moon Night, it was a really perfect formation. Wow, the human heart is really…….”

Sasong let out a hollow laugh, feeling ashamed of himself for not being able to let go of his obsession with passing the Bachelor’s Degree Exam.

Of course, the person who understands his mind the best is Nawang.

Didn’t he also waste ten years of his life with his heart tied to Song Ga-jang?

Even now, Na-wang still feels more regretful about the fact that his relationship with them has turned into a bad one than about the resentment he felt about those times.

“Huh… In the end, it seems like the weak-hearted always end up losing out.”

The king said.

Then Sasong burst into laughter.

“Hehehe, it is not fitting for the immortal known as the world’s most poisonous being to say such things.”

“Oh, really? Poisonous mind… It seems that when people act poisonously, it is because they are weak-hearted. If I had not acted poisonously, I would not have had the willpower to fight and win against the demons in the Seven Horse Rebellion.”

Nawang answered with a serious expression.

“I know. The truth is that the Immortal is a more gentle-hearted person than anyone else.”

“I won’t deny it. But your hands are poisonous.”

“I know that too. I just know that those poisonous hands are actually used for someone else, not me. That’s why I rely so much on the Immortal Swordsman. I know that he will use his hands more poisonously than anyone else for the people of the Twelve Heavenly Gates.”

“Haha, Your Majesty still trusts people too easily.”

The king joked again.

“Hey, there’s no way the Immortal would do something like the Scholar Sword. And what else… If it’s my misfortune to be trusted by people, then that’s also my choice, so there’s nothing I can do about it…….”

Sasong said with an expression that reminded him of a glass of alcohol.

“Let’s go. Since you asked to meet, we should meet.”

“Where should I go?”

“It’s not that far. It’s about a three-day trip… Of course, if you walk all night, you’ll get there by tomorrow evening. But there’s no need to rush that much.”

“Okay, let’s buy a bottle of rice wine on the way.”

Sasong also stood up as if trying to shake off the thoughts in his mind.

But as the saying goes, Na-wang and Sa-song walked along the road without sleeping.

Originally, I had planned to sleep out, but the moonlight was nice and after a drink, Sasong suggested walking all night.

Na Wang also agreed to Sa Song’s proposal since the journey was not that tiring.

So the two of them walked without stopping for a day and a half.

At the end of the road, they arrived at a precarious cliffside with a small river winding around its waist.

“Why do you meet people in a place like this?”

Sasong, who had been expecting a Juruna Banjeom at the meeting place of the King of Guisan, complained, not complaining.

Since we arrived early, we had to spend the night near the meeting place, but there were no inhabited villages nearby.

“Back then, places like this were comfortable.”

The king answered.

“That time? You mean during the Chilma Rebellion?”

Sasong nodded.

This place also appears to have been Shin Eung-jo’s secret meeting place during the Chilma Rebellion.

“Let’s go up and take a look. There’ll be a pretty decent place to sleep waiting for you.”

The king said.

“Are you talking about up there?”

Sasong asked back with an expression that said, “No way.”

Instead of answering the question, Nawang jumped up and started climbing the cliff.

“Huh! This is really…….”

Sasong, who had climbed up onto a small flat area halfway up the cliff, let out a gasp.

He also made a face of disbelief.

But what his eyes saw was not an illusion, and the sight that appeared before his eyes was something that amazed him.

However, his eyes were not in awe of the picturesque scenery of the river and mountains spread out below the cliff.

The food and drinks served on a not-so-small table impressed him.

It’s amazing who on earth would have set up a drinking table like this in the middle of this cliff. No, the idea of ​​a drinking table in a place like this was strange in the first place.

“Let’s sit down.”

The king offered me a seat.

“Did you know this?”

Sasong asked, sitting in front of the table.

“exactly.”

Nawang nodded.

“Did you ask for something separately?”

Sasong asked again.

Then Nawang shook his head.

“No, that’s not it. I just thought that the old people would remember their memories with me.”

The king said with a smile.

“Memories… So that means you drank here sometimes.”

“That’s right. This place is not actually the official secret residence of Shin Eung-jo. This place was a resting place for me and the warriors belonging to Shin Eung-samdae at the time. In special cases, it was also used as a secret meeting place or a refuge…….”

As if recalling past memories, Nawang turned his head and looked around.

“Time passes, but the mountains and rivers remain the same…….”

A soft melody flows out of Sasong’s mouth. It seems as if he too is recalling old memories as he listens to Nawang’s words.

Then suddenly, he stopped humming the song and asked Nawang.

“Can I drink this?”

Sasong pointed to the alcohol on the table.

“Of course.”

“Perhaps this was prepared for a meeting with the Gwisan elders?”

Sasong couldn’t easily reach for alcohol and asked.

“No, that’s not it. The meeting with the old man Guisan is tomorrow. And there won’t be any need for alcohol at that meeting. This is just… a small gift that my former colleagues have prepared for me. Isn’t that right?”

Suddenly, Nawang looked at the cliff inside the vacant lot where five or six pine trees were growing precariously and asked.

Then, surprisingly, a human voice was heard from inside the cliff.

“That’s right, Captain. It’s a small gift for you. You must be tired from the long journey. Why not have a drink and relax?”

I can hear the voice but I can’t see the face.

Sasong looked at the cliff with startled eyes.

“Hey, come have a drink with me too.”

The king said while looking at the cliff.

“No. At least until your Majesty comes tomorrow, I won’t drink alcohol. I’m not here to play. Don’t you know that Shin Eung-jo doesn’t drink alcohol while he’s working?”

“Is that so? Then me?”

“Captain, hasn’t it been a long time since you left Shin Eung-jo?”

“But you still call me captain?”

“…It’s become a habit. Anyway, take a rest. I’ll go look around.”

The moment he finished speaking, one side of the cliff suddenly opened and a black shadow ran out like the wind and disappeared down the cliff.

“Wow! What an amazing new method.”

Sasong let out an exclamation of surprise, surprised that there was someone in the world so fast that he could admire them.

“He’s a crazy guy named Gong Woo-mae. Maybe… if you date him, you’ll get along well with the king.”

“Hehe, maybe so. Anyway, let’s eat and drink for now.”

Sasong took his interest in the crazy wind and Gong Woo-mae and grabbed the bottle of alcohol without hesitation.

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