Book 3 Chapter - 17

It was a rhinoceros, like a silver flash meteor in a black circuit.

Like a swallow's tail flying like a light and winding Wi Jicheon's glory like a whirlwind.

Wi Jicheon was in a state of defense, and he was dumbfounded by the life of a swordsman.

I had to give it up. The match was decided by a single blow. The sleeves of the skin are split.

Scattered in the air with drops of blood. From the very beginning, the target of the silver island is Wi Jicheon.

It was not his life, but his right hand and the sword held there.

Wi Jicheon was hit by a massive brain fracture, and for the first time since Kang Ho's appearance on the ground.Made me roll around. The power contained in the silver flash was enormous.

" I've left my wrist. I have to catch the black again."

Holding onto the right side with countless veins, staring at yourself with blank eyes.

Ryu-Yeon spoke in a calm voice as he looked at Wi Jicheon.

This was a satisfactory result.

"Let's call it a day. Then I'll see you again next time."

Ryu-Yeon, now completely distracted by Wi Jicheon, is on the Unhyangjeong Pavilion.

I blinked and smiled at her looking.

But still there was no emotional change in her face.

As the outside of Unhyangjeong Pavilion became noisy and there was a feeling of people coming in,

Ryu-Yeon quickly used phoenix's new laws and quickly hid himself.

Ryu-Yeon was unrivaled in this sort of thing.

It was a no-no to be there for nothing and get dragged into it was a no-no.

When people arrived drawn by the sudden light of the sword that soared from Unhyangjeong Pavilion,

Ryu-Yeon's trail was already nowhere in chapter 10 of the radius.

They're just holding on to their right arm stained with blood, screaming wailing.

All they could do was witness Wi Jicheon.

It was a rare spectacle to leave behind what I was doing.

I don't think you've ever been a member of the Chunmuguryong and a member of the trio of the Lunar New Year's

I never thought I'd witness such a miserable sight of the electric black dragon Wi Jicheon.

You know, people I never dreamed of, you and me.

I asked why, but Wi Jicheon kept his mouth shut and refused to speak.

One fortunate and hopelessly unfortunate thing happened.

She's the only witness to witness her latest scandal.

The fact that he didn't say a word with his lips tightly closed.

What's more miserable and unfortunate than that is that he's never been able to make a fool of himself.

The only witness I saw was her, not anyone.

To the point where I would rather die, Wi Jicheon was disgraceful.

I want to avoid the crowd as if nothing had happened.

Ryu-yeon, who was resuming his walk around the ceiling, said,

I finally realized a major mistake.

It was a belated gain.

"Oh, come to think of it, I didn't even ask your name.

I can't believe this is such a rudimentary big mistake."

Ryu-Yeon vowed to share a common name next time we meet.

The gentle breeze blowing in the air is only peaceful.

Acquisition of intelligence on Ryu-Yeon

Same time Ryu-Yeon turned one of Wi Jicheon's sleeves into a bloody mop.

Baek Muyong, the brainchild of the district council, is always in charge of two men.

I was suffering from a headache.

Because of them, they're three times more active as usual.

I was working too hard on my brain.

He's got another piece of information that's just coming in that's gonna blow his brains out.

It was a close call.

"Is this true?"

Of course, it's true, but it's such a ridiculous piece of information that Baek Muyong can't wait.

He looked at Ilbi standing in front of him.

An error occurred in the information imported by a non-permanent immediate agent, Daily,

Never has been and he himself believed strongly in his abilities.

He's somehow one of the best intelligence organizations in the world that Chunmuhakwan boasts of.

He was the head of the top ten. He soon admitted his mistake without hesitationally.

" I made a slip of the tongue."

Ilbi also nodded silently. It was an indication that he would not mind too much.

Baek Muyong looked at the report slowly again with a somber face.

That the little report contained facts that would astonish him.It was a disapproving attitude.

I didn't want to overwork my brain anymore, but the surrounding conditions...

I don't think that's acceptable.

"I never imagined he had anything to do with salinity labor.

The man who hates to hang out with others so much, with him.

I can't believe you had a case."

Baek Muyong was referring to salinity as labor. He's already been sent to the Catholic Church.

Because I became one of the safe and sound. What the report says is...

In connection with the very unsavory thing that happened at the brothel some time ago.

There's something to do with Ryu-Yeon's case.

I've guessed it, but it's so deep, so unexpected.

I didn't expect it to be entangled.

"Then should we see him as the heir to the Yumdonosa?"

First of all, is there a man named Ryu-Yeon who is saline?

I assumed that he might be a disciple.

But it didn't seem unlikely.

"The witness testified that it didn't look like it."

"Well, the color of his hair tells me that he's going to burn the torch.

There is no indication that it is cooked anywhere.

He's got more than a certain degree of military merit to win first place in a perk.

It's clear that his martial arts are not firepower.

Even the martial arts used in the perks were not Hwaryeong.

The weapon you're carrying is not a province."

I've been thinking so hard that Ryu-Yeon has a weapon in his body.

It reminded me of the fact that I didn't go.

"Now I think I'm a master of chess.

That would be the most reasonable idea.

If not, he could be a really scary character."

"Why is that?"

Ilbi, who had been silent so far, opened her mouth and asked.

He asks this question from time to time by someone in front of him.

I was well aware of the fact that I enjoy answering what I give.

One of the reasons of the subordinate was to revive the entertainment of his superior.

"Of course it is. Hide your season from the Heavenly Martyrs' Hall of Heaven.

It's also a rare case of a man with enough ability to enter the first place.

I don't think he's

"You can't do that."

Ilbi agreed with him without hesitation. As always.

Baek Muyong's opinion was irrefutable.

"I hope this prediction is wrong.

There's nothing more I can hope for if it ends with just rain.

If even this prediction is right, we're gonna...

It's another big competitor.

That's what I's all about.

It's a tragedy that can't be more sad."

Mo Yong-hwi alone has complicated the situation.

If there's another competitor with a similar weight,

It's gonna be a hell of a mess to the point where I can't fix it.

It was obvious.

The confusion of the current situation was tantamount to their defeat.

One way or another, he wanted to prevent the worst from happening.

"At the moment, the situation is unclear with only the seven-year-old's mocking

If there is another big variable other than him, he may not be able to fix it.

Do you want me to remove it?"

Baek Muyong looked at Ilbi and said. That's what I said.

Ilbi and Baek Muyong knew well that they couldn't do that.

I couldn't expand my work more than I needed.

After all, they were descendants of the old clique, the orthodox elite.

If you're gonna use it as a cowardly hook-up and turn it into a situation...

What's the difference?

Now that you're sober, you're gonna shit your own face.

I didn't mean to commit any harm.

"We'll increase surveillance."

"And I need you to focus more on gathering information.

You still lack information compared to other people."

Baek Muyong ordered further.

" All right. We're using non-memory agents to gather information.I'll focus more."

Baek Muyong promised that he would do it once, so in a few days, he'll be able to...

You'll be able to face a bunch of reports on your desk.

He believed in his daily expenses. And so far, Ilbi has told him,

It has never been a disappointment.

"He really likes to hang out with the wrong people.

Some of the characters he's met that he might neglect.

There isn't a single one."

Ilbi didn't argue with what he said.

I just melted in the dark and listened to him.

"The people he's met so far, he's not alone.

You have enough qualifications to be selected as a dangerous person.

Jin Sung-gon, Lim Sung-jin, Cheonmu, Yang Cholgi, Cheon Soo, Byeontae

I've got a serious knack for meeting the right human beings.

You're a deficient person."

Maybe that's why we're all so dangerous and mentally ill.

I don't know if I can only meet people who are highly suspicious.

It was just amazing.

But as Baek Muyong, Ryu-yeon's bizarre social skills are never...

It was not a welcome situation.

Ryu-Yeon's actions gave me the impression of a long chain of bullets.

It was because I planted it in him. It's better than when you're separated into individual objects.

It's not necessary to know that the combined force of a single grenade is tens of times greater.

It was common sense that we didn't have to experiment.

One by one, the names of the heavenly landmarks that are considered dangerous to the Lord.

Reciting Baek Muyong was lost in thought for a moment.

It was impossible to predict which way the situation would develop if left unchecked.

to do something wrong That's a very slim possibility, but we've got a bunch of mixed-up walls.

If the fire blows up at the same time, the old town council will be safe.

You won't be able to do it. One possibility was enough for a reason.

It's dangerous, and the possibility of reaching the worst is high.

The need to reduce it to a minimum was imperative minimum.

"Let's impose some sanctions."

He finally made a decision. Rather than sitting on your hands and getting stabbed in the back,

It was his judgment that it was a much more constructive idea. Besides, you need to poke something.

There must be a lot more to come out.

"Who do you want to send? "

"Since they are members of the Swordsmen's Office, let's spend the rest of the day without any work."

"You mean him?"

Ilbi's brows were slightly frowned upon. I can give my active support to Baek Muyong's opinion.

The attitude was that there was no such thing.

"Are you nervous about leaving the job to him?"

Baek Muyong asked if he read Ilbi's hate.

He wasn't a man who showed his emotions this easily.

Ilbi replied as if she had waited.

"He's too frivolous to call it the Lunar New Year'

Have you already forgotten what kind of man he is?

It would be better to be more careful about appointments."

Ilbi was as careful as she could be.

"I've forgotten his duty to the sword, and he's absorbed in hiding.

I heard the story. You got a special number related to you, too.

Work is nothing, so I'm confident that I can hide myself in broad daylight.

I think it's a foot."

"He is a descendant of the old school, a man who neglects his sword and is absorbed in miscellaneous matters.

If you leave your job to someone like that, you'll lose the honor of the old man once again.

I'm afraid it will happen."

You don't believe in his personality and character."

"Of course.

"I'd rather believe in his character than... "

I was going to say I'd rather trust the character of a dog passing by, and Ilbi...

I barely chewed it up.

"He's a man of great incredulity. But more than that,Wouldn't it be fun?"

"Yes?"

Someone who knows better than anyone that this isn't about discussing fun.

It was hard to think of it as a word out of mouth.

"Isn't there such a thing as a poison-suppressing Admiral?

If they both hurt each other, I don't.

I couldn't ask for more from our old town council.

Wouldn't it be a waste if you didn't use what's available?"

Even if his character and character are unreliable, he's got his own skills.

I couldn't swear.

With objective evaluation, he was a person who could not be ignored by anyone.

It would've been the icing on the cake if I could support your personality, but everything in the world...

It doesn't work out the way it works.

"All right."

Only then did Ilbi nod as if she was convinced. And on this occasion,

He was expected to be dealt with together.

'If that's the case, there's nothing more I can hope for.'

" But you have one question, don't you?"

Baek Muyong, who managed to convince Ilbi, asked.

"What do you mean?"

I didn't know you, a non-different agent, were so downplaying hideaway.

I didn't know. What do you mean miscellaneous drinking? That's surprising."

Come to think of it, yes. I'm a secret intelligence agent who lives off the grid.

Hideaway was the most important skill. It's something to do with one's life.

But to write it off as a mere chore.

"I'm a member of the district council. Hiding compared to the endless islands in the sword.

The undercover thing is just one of those little discharge techniques.

I just learned it out of necessity, and I don't like it."

Ilbi's idea was firm.

" That's a real contradiction. You're the best hideaway in the top ten.

It's quite the opposite of how you hate hiding the most.

I understand why you don't like Chu Il-tae that much."

"Do you have any specific instructions? "

Ilbi changed the subject because it was not a good topic for a long time.

Baek Muyong was no longer biting.

"Tell him I'll leave it to him. Even if I tell you how to do it anyway, you'll get your own way.

Isn't he the one to act?

It would be a waste of time if I could teach you a trick."

I didn't want to waste my head in vain. Ilbi is Baek Muyong's

I actively agreed with this opinion. The original self-indulgent human being.

I never imagined I'd carry out the instructions properly.

As expected, the best brain of Cheonmu Academy, the eyes on people were accurate. And how

I was also well aware that I could use it most useful and effective.

"All right."

"Well, good luck."

It was a sign to leave. After work, Ilbi, like always, is a ghost.

Disappeared. Even if he himself belittles his hiding-out skills,

No one can even downplay his skills.

"The only pillar of the political faction is our Old World faction.

I have no intention of handing it over to another place.

So it's time to be determined."

In the dark office left alone, he muttered to himself.

Baek Muyong wanted to rest quietly, but after a while,

Once again, Ryu-Yeon and Wi Jicheon are reported in his ears.

He was wrapped around his head again.

The rest you take now is a precious short break.

For the time being, he'll stretch out his legs and relax, but he won't rest in peace.

It was going to be a miserable existence.

The cause is all due to Ryu-Yeon.

Come back.

Ryu-yeon was just on his way back from class.

Today, like any other day, without any trouble.It was a normal past day.

At the memorization class of the labor and management in the morning, Chunsu-Talmarriage Dangpyeong,

The explosion of the trachea.

Except that three coffin officers were injured in the debris.

I've never seen anything so dangerous.

Interest seemed to have a bad habit.

These days, Dangpyeong labor and management use both spring and gunpowder.

He must have been keen on the development of the trachea.

The irresponsible way of leaving the new product experiments to the students.

I showed it often.

Because of that, accidents were frequent.

Recently, there has been one thing that has been bothering Ryu-yeon's nerves.

Somehow, flies kept twisting around him.

It's not like I'm reeking of the rotten smell that attracts flies.

There's something to eat around him. He's all over the place.

I didn't know if it was hovering.

But I couldn't stand it because I felt uncomfortable pretending not to know.

So how do you effectively create a necrotizing pest around you?

Whether or not it can be eradicated was a concern that has arisen these days.

I've never had the patience to have a problem for a long time.

It was him, so he had a plan to dispose of it quickly.

Afternoon when the blue sky is high and the sun is fresh.

Suddenly, the main gate of Cheonmuhakgwan began to be noisy.

People come together in pairs and soon become a crowd.

It started to buzz.

What is stimulating their interest?

The number of people flocking was increasing.

"What's going on?"

He's on his way back from roughing his brain on his way to law school.

Ryu-Yeon asked Hyorong.

Still in his head is the theory of yin and yang misbehavior required to install truth.

I was suffering from an octagon and a calculation of repair arithmetic.

"Well"

Hyorong shook his head. The main gate will be noisy at this hour.

It was because there was no reason. What's happening at the gate at this time of day?

I was never told there would be.

"Let's go, shall we?"

"Good."

It was not Ryu-Yeon to say no. If he's got questions for a long time,

He was a man of vigorous curiosity and intellectual inquiry who believed to be ill.

The front door was wide open.

But there's so many people that we can't afford to let them.

There's a lot of patience and effort in breaking through and checking inside.

We've barely broken through the human barrier and thrust our necks into the last line of resistance.

Dozens of officials were welcoming a group of people.

From their appearance, it was clear that they had left the ceiling for many days.

The worn-out shoes and the old robes covered in dirt tell us about it.

It was here.