Chapter 419 - A sign that the world is doomed
When Noh Do-kyung, the demon sword for elimination, forcibly mentioned it, Yeon Jeok-ha shouted
with an angry face.
“What do you see me as now!”
"What do you think, didn't you say it with your mouth a little while ago? He is a worn-out person.”
“That, that… … .”
“I am an innocent person, so I cannot force myself to do such a thing, but what if you are worn out?
However, the Namgung family and Hocheonmaeng will not stand still. So, it's only a matter of time
before you become the Duke of Moorim.”
Noh Do-kyung had a confident face.
“Don’t talk nonsense. Because sister Yeon and I like each other. Even the Namgung family knows it,
so what?”
"omg! Really? You and Empress already know each other? Do you even know the Sword King?”
“The Sword King is my father’s brother-in-law. Do you understand what the situation is now?”
“Ah, so what was the marriage like? Then it makes sense. Shaman faction and Namgung Segara... … .
Never mind. It seems that the Demonic Cult will never leave Cheonsan. If it had been, the name
would not have been forgotten.”
At the end of Noh Do-gyeong's somewhat empty words, the two fell silent.
The wagon continued running in the southeast direction.
***
starlight.
infinite.
bridge town.
Missy Horse (3pm).
The carriage stopped in front of the manor with a plaque called Cheongeommun above the gate.
Noh Do-kyung looked out the window and asked.
“Where is this?”
“Where my brother works.”
“Did you have a brother?”
“I’m a step-brother. Here he is working as an ambassador. I want to see your face on the way.”
“It’s an agenda, just like you… … .”
"what?"
Do-gyeong Noh, who was about to ask if he was good at martial arts, was somehow pathetic and
turned away from him.
“Are you a worn-out person?”
“If it was that kind of guy, he would be working upstairs. This guy is just a fool.”
“Ah, stupid.”
Nodo-kyung nodded his head as if he understood.
Seeing him talk, I think he's not a great person like Yeon Namcheon. It doesn't make sense that there
is another man like him in the world.
The two of them got off the carriage and entered the Heavenly Gate.
Trainees were practicing swordsmanship in the gymnasium prepared on one side of the yard.
Lee Cheol-san, who was guiding his disciples on the visits of outsiders, turned his head.
He didn't recognize Yeon Jeok-ha right away because of the pimples on his face.
But that's for a while.
Lee Cheol-san, who blinked a few times, smiled brightly and ran toward Yeonjeok-ha.
"older brother!"
Once a brother is always a brother.
Lee Cheol-san, now in his late twenties, bowed his head to his younger brother.
He stopped the movements of the disciples of the Thousand Swordsman and glanced.
When the ambassador calls a young man younger than himself his brother, they look absurd.
He comforted Lee Cheol-san's shoulder, who was strangely looking at him or not.
"how have you been doing?"
"yes! Has your brother been well?”
"of course. What happened to the innkeeper?”
“By the way, what happened to your face? Do you have a lot of acne?”
“Don’t talk. You're a human now If we had met a few days ago, I would not have recognized you.”
“Was that enough?”
“Ask this old man. How my face was before.”
Suddenly, Yeonjeokha drew Noh Do-kyung, who was standing on one side.
Noh Do-kyung replied with a reluctant face.
“Your brother-in-law’s face was such that I couldn’t even open my eyes until recently. I was beaten
by the famous religious leader, and I was wearing a bee-stung pig's head. At least, after coming to
Wuhan, the spell was lifted, and now I’m becoming a bit more human.”
He immediately let go of his horse when Lee Cheol-san's performance was as bad as expected.
“Okay, pork head? Is it a real pig's head?"
“Tsk! He said it was stupid. Could it be that it was a real pig? It means that it was swollen and as big
as a pig's head.”
"ah! I see. But who are you? My name is Lee Cheol-san, Yeon-hyung's younger brother. I am
currently teaching swordsmanship at the Heavenly Gate.”
“You don't know anything about me. I'm just going with your brother-in-law for a while because I
have business in Myeongwanggyo.”
Noh Do-kyung cut off Lee Chul-san's request for a full statement.
It's Yeonnamcheon.
It's not just that reason.
If it became known that he was a magician, the life of this bastard would not be smooth.
Fortunately, Lee Cheol-san was from a green forest, so he did not dig further.
Just like his own troubled past, he thought the other person was too.
“Brother, if you have time, please go inside and have a cup of tea.”
"no. I saw your face, so it's okay I stopped by because I was afraid that I would be sad later if I just
went. Say hello to Chaeyeon and Sobaek. Aren’t the two of you all right?”
“Yes, except for a few men following Sobaek, everything is fine.”
“Why men?”
“There are often guys who trust their backs and act like shit. There is one guy like that.”
“His back?”
“One of the provincial governor’s sons is being a little flirtatious.”
“You step on me instead of me.”
“I’m going to.”
Lee Cheol-san replied with a non-trivial face.
A native of Nokrimdo, he had no heart to look after him because he was the son of a provincial
official.
If things got bigger, he thought it would be enough to go somewhere else and make a fresh start.
Because the world is wide and there are many places that need masters.
“If there is a problem, send someone to my inn or to the Namgung family.”
“Yes, do you want to go to Namgung’s house?”
"uh. because it was down I want to say hello to my uncle.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha was embarrassed, Lee Cheol-san smiled.
“It would be nice to see Namgung Sojeo after a long time.”
“What should I do? Then I go.”
Cheolsan Lee hurriedly turned around before he could say anything else.
Noh Do-gyeong asked from inside the carriage.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were looking for Myeongwanggyo? You will need someone to run
errands for you.”
“If you get entangled with the Twelve Horses for no reason, he will die instantly. It’s better if I just do
my best.”
“Your brother seems to be doing quite well too. Is the martial arts of the Twelve Horses so
outstanding?”
“I am also curious. How will you fight against the Twelve Horsemen?”
Then, Noh Do-gyeong said with a proud face.
“I don’t know if it’s the Baekdu Horse Army, but the Twelve Horses? How do you look at me and
compare me to those unworthy people?”
“Twelve Horsemen is no big deal. But if they die and turn into monsters, will they have to suffer?”
"That's right, it's twelve horses.”
Noh Do-gyeong treated the twelve horsemen as trifles.
It has no choice but to be because there are Baekdu Demon Army and Cheondu Demon King above
them.
His position in the Demonic Cult is Sangsaeng (上生).
It was right after the religious leader and the head of the six gates.
In terms of famous schools, it can be seen as halfway between the religious leader and Baekdu
Demon Army.
Of course, he didn't even care about the Twelve Horsemen.
To him, the Twelve Horsemen were merely subordinates of the Baekdu Horse Army.
In fact, if it wasn't for the monsters, that thought wasn't wrong.
“You must be foolish to be a demonic cult patrol messenger.”
“Even though I was defeated by you, the Demonic Cult’s martial arts are never weak.”
“Who said what?”
That part was acknowledged even by the age-old.
He himself made fun of him, but his inaction was close to that of a teenage master in the world.
In particular, the 'shining sword light' was terrifying even now.
It was definitely a level where he could compete with the top 10 masters.
However, Mu-deok Jang, a master of the tenth world, also struggled against monsters.
Thinking of that, it was difficult for Noh Do-gyeong to feel relieved.
Noh Do-gyeong, who had been condescending, secretly let go of his luck, as if he was secretly in love
with him.
“Have you ever dealt with the Twelve Horsemen?”
“Yes. Maybe I have the most?”
"okay? How is it?”
“There is nothing to worry about because the martial arts of the Twelve Horsemen are at the level of
mastery. After that is the problem.”
“After that, are you talking about monsters?”
"that's right. It is difficult for monsters to handle absolute adherence. Even masters in their 10s were
terrified.”
Noh Do-gyeong glanced at Yeonnamcheon with a half-confident face.
He said it as if he had seen one of the ten greatest masters fight against monsters.
‘This guy goes out well and is always like this. As if I had seen it with my own eyes.'
Even with the 12 horsemen, there was no chance to meet quite a few Murim people.
The ten thousand and ten masters are more.
How much more so watching the twelve horsemen and the ten masters fight from the sidelines?
If it wasn't for Yeonnamcheonman who said that, I would have already beaten him to the ear.
Suddenly, I remembered something that was not true in what he said.
“Hum, that's a little different from what I've heard. They say that the one who killed the most twelve
horsemen was Green Forest Kite or something.”
“…….?”
“Yeah, I’m sorry. Thought it was an exaggerated rumor and heard it with one ear. Anyway, I heard he
killed the most of the Twelve Horsemen. But didn’t you say ‘I dealt with the most’?”
Yeonjeokha replied casually.
“My Doho is Namcheon and my real name is Jeokha.”
“… … .”
For a moment, Noh Do-kyung said nothing.
I couldn't believe it when I heard that 'non-partisan disciple Yeon Nam-cheon' was a 'jeokha of green
forest'.
“Is that true?”
“What am I going to trick you into using it for? Is your uncle better than me? Do you have more
money than me?”
“Hum, hum. yes. There's no reason for that. It seems that the shamans have changed a lot in the
meantime. If it was green, I lit a fire in his eyes and went to catch him, but he made me his disciple.
It is also a sign that the world is doomed.”
Yeonjeokha laughed poodle poodle.
I don't know how to accept that the world will perish if the absolute master opens his mouth.
“Why are you laughing so much?”
“That’s right, since the old man said that the world would perish if he did it.”
“That kind of thing is only visible to people with eyes.”
“Are my eyes decorative?”
“People only see as much as they know. If you enter the church, you too will be able to see the signs
of destruction.”
“I’m not going to go to school and I just want to live comfortably.”
“Anyway. I'm curious . How did you kill the Twelve Horses?”
“The reason why I went crazy trying to find the Beopbo in Cheonjimaeng for a while was because I
was trying to catch monsters.”
"You mean it's possible with the law?"
“If you don’t have the Beopbo, it will take at least half a day even if you are a top 10 master.”
“Phew! Half a day?”
Nodo-kyung shook his head excitedly.
No matter how skilled you are at home and abroad, there is a limit.
Tales of masters who fought for three days and nights were told by professional storytellers.
But that's an exaggeration.
Even in the Demonic Cult, where quarrels are commonplace, no fight lasts more than an hour (two
hours).
But what about half a day?
‘No matter how skilled you are, you will not be able to stand still because your vitality is exhausted…
… .’
The voice of Yeonnamcheon came to Noh Do-gyeong's ears as he was lost in thought.
“It is said that Merchant Mugeuk, the leader of the Hocheon League, ran away while fighting
monsters in Tianmen Mountain. He won't die no matter how many times he is beaten. Someone left
first.”
“I guess the martial arts merchant didn’t have a law book?”
"that's right. If I had fought for half a day, he might have killed me. However, they said that the
damage to the extermination team that was with them was so great that they just took their bodies
off.”
“What about you? Did you have a law report?”
"That's a secret."
“A secret?”
“Uh huh, why does this man naively keep asking? Where is my Samantha?”
“Isn’t it non-partisan? aha! Now that I see it, it's Geroguman with a non-partisan Beopbo.”
“That's not the case, I wonder if a non-partisan disciple will confide important things to a Demonic
Cult patrol messenger. This man still doesn't know the world. tell me He just came down from the
mountain, right?”
Do-kyung Noh, who was treated as a beginner, was stunned, but nodded.
I don't know anything else, because it was true that he had descended from the mountain a while
ago while practicing in the closed hall.
“I’ll tell you just once, so listen carefully. If I go somewhere and meet people I don't know, I hide
three pennies. That way, if you get hit in the back of the head, you can strike back.”
“… … .”
Noh Do-kyung did not respond.
As an eastern messenger of the Demonic Cult, hearing such a pitiful voice as he himself is a sure sign
of destruction.
Chapter 419 - A sign that the world is doomed
When Noh Do-kyung, the demon sword for elimination, forcibly mentioned it, Yeon Jeok-ha shouted
with an angry face.
“What do you see me as now!”
"What do you think, didn't you say it with your mouth a little while ago? He is a worn-out person.”
“That, that… … .”
“I am an innocent person, so I cannot force myself to do such a thing, but what if you are worn out?
However, the Namgung family and Hocheonmaeng will not stand still. So, it's only a matter of time
before you become the Duke of Moorim.”
Noh Do-kyung had a confident face.
“Don’t talk nonsense. Because sister Yeon and I like each other. Even the Namgung family knows it,
so what?”
"omg! Really? You and Empress already know each other? Do you even know the Sword King?”
“The Sword King is my father’s brother-in-law. Do you understand what the situation is now?”
“Ah, so what was the marriage like? Then it makes sense. Shaman faction and Namgung Segara... … .
Never mind. It seems that the Demonic Cult will never leave Cheonsan. If it had been, the name
would not have been forgotten.”
At the end of Noh Do-gyeong's somewhat empty words, the two fell silent.
The wagon continued running in the southeast direction.
***
starlight.
infinite.
bridge town.
Missy Horse (3pm).
The carriage stopped in front of the manor with a plaque called Cheongeommun above the gate.
Noh Do-kyung looked out the window and asked.
“Where is this?”
“Where my brother works.”
“Did you have a brother?”
“I’m a step-brother. Here he is working as an ambassador. I want to see your face on the way.”
“It’s an agenda, just like you… … .”
"what?"
Do-gyeong Noh, who was about to ask if he was good at martial arts, was somehow pathetic and
turned away from him.
“Are you a worn-out person?”
“If it was that kind of guy, he would be working upstairs. This guy is just a fool.”
“Ah, stupid.”
Nodo-kyung nodded his head as if he understood.
Seeing him talk, I think he's not a great person like Yeon Namcheon. It doesn't make sense that there
is another man like him in the world.
The two of them got off the carriage and entered the Heavenly Gate.
Trainees were practicing swordsmanship in the gymnasium prepared on one side of the yard.
Lee Cheol-san, who was guiding his disciples on the visits of outsiders, turned his head.
He didn't recognize Yeon Jeok-ha right away because of the pimples on his face.
But that's for a while.
Lee Cheol-san, who blinked a few times, smiled brightly and ran toward Yeonjeok-ha.
"older brother!"
Once a brother is always a brother.
Lee Cheol-san, now in his late twenties, bowed his head to his younger brother.
He stopped the movements of the disciples of the Thousand Swordsman and glanced.
When the ambassador calls a young man younger than himself his brother, they look absurd.
He comforted Lee Cheol-san's shoulder, who was strangely looking at him or not.
"how have you been doing?"
"yes! Has your brother been well?”
"of course. What happened to the innkeeper?”
“By the way, what happened to your face? Do you have a lot of acne?”
“Don’t talk. You're a human now If we had met a few days ago, I would not have recognized you.”
“Was that enough?”
“Ask this old man. How my face was before.”
Suddenly, Yeonjeokha drew Noh Do-kyung, who was standing on one side.
Noh Do-kyung replied with a reluctant face.
“Your brother-in-law’s face was such that I couldn’t even open my eyes until recently. I was beaten
by the famous religious leader, and I was wearing a bee-stung pig's head. At least, after coming to
Wuhan, the spell was lifted, and now I’m becoming a bit more human.”
He immediately let go of his horse when Lee Cheol-san's performance was as bad as expected.
“Okay, pork head? Is it a real pig's head?"
“Tsk! He said it was stupid. Could it be that it was a real pig? It means that it was swollen and as big
as a pig's head.”
"ah! I see. But who are you? My name is Lee Cheol-san, Yeon-hyung's younger brother. I am
currently teaching swordsmanship at the Heavenly Gate.”
“You don't know anything about me. I'm just going with your brother-in-law for a while because I
have business in Myeongwanggyo.”
Noh Do-kyung cut off Lee Chul-san's request for a full statement.
It's Yeonnamcheon.
It's not just that reason.
If it became known that he was a magician, the life of this bastard would not be smooth.
Fortunately, Lee Cheol-san was from a green forest, so he did not dig further.
Just like his own troubled past, he thought the other person was too.
“Brother, if you have time, please go inside and have a cup of tea.”
"no. I saw your face, so it's okay I stopped by because I was afraid that I would be sad later if I just
went. Say hello to Chaeyeon and Sobaek. Aren’t the two of you all right?”
“Yes, except for a few men following Sobaek, everything is fine.”
“Why men?”
“There are often guys who trust their backs and act like shit. There is one guy like that.”
“His back?”
“One of the provincial governor’s sons is being a little flirtatious.”
“You step on me instead of me.”
“I’m going to.”
Lee Cheol-san replied with a non-trivial face.
A native of Nokrimdo, he had no heart to look after him because he was the son of a provincial
official.
If things got bigger, he thought it would be enough to go somewhere else and make a fresh start.
Because the world is wide and there are many places that need masters.
“If there is a problem, send someone to my inn or to the Namgung family.”
“Yes, do you want to go to Namgung’s house?”
"uh. because it was down I want to say hello to my uncle.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha was embarrassed, Lee Cheol-san smiled.
“It would be nice to see Namgung Sojeo after a long time.”
“What should I do? Then I go.”
Cheolsan Lee hurriedly turned around before he could say anything else.
Noh Do-gyeong asked from inside the carriage.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were looking for Myeongwanggyo? You will need someone to run
errands for you.”
“If you get entangled with the Twelve Horses for no reason, he will die instantly. It’s better if I just do
my best.”
“Your brother seems to be doing quite well too. Is the martial arts of the Twelve Horses so
outstanding?”
“I am also curious. How will you fight against the Twelve Horsemen?”
Then, Noh Do-gyeong said with a proud face.
“I don’t know if it’s the Baekdu Horse Army, but the Twelve Horses? How do you look at me and
compare me to those unworthy people?”
“Twelve Horsemen is no big deal. But if they die and turn into monsters, will they have to suffer?”
"That's right, it's twelve horses.”
Noh Do-gyeong treated the twelve horsemen as trifles.
It has no choice but to be because there are Baekdu Demon Army and Cheondu Demon King above
them.
His position in the Demonic Cult is Sangsaeng (上生).
It was right after the religious leader and the head of the six gates.
In terms of famous schools, it can be seen as halfway between the religious leader and Baekdu
Demon Army.
Of course, he didn't even care about the Twelve Horsemen.
To him, the Twelve Horsemen were merely subordinates of the Baekdu Horse Army.
In fact, if it wasn't for the monsters, that thought wasn't wrong.
“You must be foolish to be a demonic cult patrol messenger.”
“Even though I was defeated by you, the Demonic Cult’s martial arts are never weak.”
“Who said what?”
That part was acknowledged even by the age-old.
He himself made fun of him, but his inaction was close to that of a teenage master in the world.
In particular, the 'shining sword light' was terrifying even now.
It was definitely a level where he could compete with the top 10 masters.
However, Mu-deok Jang, a master of the tenth world, also struggled against monsters.
Thinking of that, it was difficult for Noh Do-gyeong to feel relieved.
Noh Do-gyeong, who had been condescending, secretly let go of his luck, as if he was secretly in love
with him.
“Have you ever dealt with the Twelve Horsemen?”
“Yes. Maybe I have the most?”
"okay? How is it?”
“There is nothing to worry about because the martial arts of the Twelve Horsemen are at the level of
mastery. After that is the problem.”
“After that, are you talking about monsters?”
"that's right. It is difficult for monsters to handle absolute adherence. Even masters in their 10s were
terrified.”
Noh Do-gyeong glanced at Yeonnamcheon with a half-confident face.
He said it as if he had seen one of the ten greatest masters fight against monsters.
‘This guy goes out well and is always like this. As if I had seen it with my own eyes.'
Even with the 12 horsemen, there was no chance to meet quite a few Murim people.
The ten thousand and ten masters are more.
How much more so watching the twelve horsemen and the ten masters fight from the sidelines?
If it wasn't for Yeonnamcheonman who said that, I would have already beaten him to the ear.
Suddenly, I remembered something that was not true in what he said.
“Hum, that's a little different from what I've heard. They say that the one who killed the most twelve
horsemen was Green Forest Kite or something.”
“…….?”
“Yeah, I’m sorry. Thought it was an exaggerated rumor and heard it with one ear. Anyway, I heard he
killed the most of the Twelve Horsemen. But didn’t you say ‘I dealt with the most’?”
Yeonjeokha replied casually.
“My Doho is Namcheon and my real name is Jeokha.”
“… … .”
For a moment, Noh Do-kyung said nothing.
I couldn't believe it when I heard that 'non-partisan disciple Yeon Nam-cheon' was a 'jeokha of green
forest'.
“Is that true?”
“What am I going to trick you into using it for? Is your uncle better than me? Do you have more
money than me?”
“Hum, hum. yes. There's no reason for that. It seems that the shamans have changed a lot in the
meantime. If it was green, I lit a fire in his eyes and went to catch him, but he made me his disciple.
It is also a sign that the world is doomed.”
Yeonjeokha laughed poodle poodle.
I don't know how to accept that the world will perish if the absolute master opens his mouth.
“Why are you laughing so much?”
“That’s right, since the old man said that the world would perish if he did it.”
“That kind of thing is only visible to people with eyes.”
“Are my eyes decorative?”
“People only see as much as they know. If you enter the church, you too will be able to see the signs
of destruction.”
“I’m not going to go to school and I just want to live comfortably.”
“Anyway. I'm curious . How did you kill the Twelve Horses?”
“The reason why I went crazy trying to find the Beopbo in Cheonjimaeng for a while was because I
was trying to catch monsters.”
"You mean it's possible with the law?"
“If you don’t have the Beopbo, it will take at least half a day even if you are a top 10 master.”
“Phew! Half a day?”
Nodo-kyung shook his head excitedly.
No matter how skilled you are at home and abroad, there is a limit.
Tales of masters who fought for three days and nights were told by professional storytellers.
But that's an exaggeration.
Even in the Demonic Cult, where quarrels are commonplace, no fight lasts more than an hour (two
hours).
But what about half a day?
‘No matter how skilled you are, you will not be able to stand still because your vitality is exhausted…
… .’
The voice of Yeonnamcheon came to Noh Do-gyeong's ears as he was lost in thought.
“It is said that Merchant Mugeuk, the leader of the Hocheon League, ran away while fighting
monsters in Tianmen Mountain. He won't die no matter how many times he is beaten. Someone left
first.”
“I guess the martial arts merchant didn’t have a law book?”
"that's right. If I had fought for half a day, he might have killed me. However, they said that the
damage to the extermination team that was with them was so great that they just took their bodies
off.”
“What about you? Did you have a law report?”
"That's a secret."
“A secret?”
“Uh huh, why does this man naively keep asking? Where is my Samantha?”
“Isn’t it non-partisan? aha! Now that I see it, it's Geroguman with a non-partisan Beopbo.”
“That's not the case, I wonder if a non-partisan disciple will confide important things to a Demonic
Cult patrol messenger. This man still doesn't know the world. tell me He just came down from the
mountain, right?”
Do-kyung Noh, who was treated as a beginner, was stunned, but nodded.
I don't know anything else, because it was true that he had descended from the mountain a while
ago while practicing in the closed hall.
“I’ll tell you just once, so listen carefully. If I go somewhere and meet people I don't know, I hide
three pennies. That way, if you get hit in the back of the head, you can strike back.”
“… … .”
Noh Do-kyung did not respond.
As an eastern messenger of the Demonic Cult, hearing such a pitiful voice as he himself is a sure sign
of destruction.
