Book 11 Chapter - 8

I'm kind of lucky. Thanks to him, I can travel comfortably like this."

Eun Seol-ran replied with a smile, without showing any signs of embarrassment.

"Huh, it's not an era where you can travel safely just because you're good at driving a wagon.

The times are chaotic and the river is rough, but how can we continue our journey with the skill of carriage driving?"

"……."

Eunsullan was silent for a moment. Binggum is smiling in his own way.

Eun Seol-ran did not miss that his squinty eyes still hold a sharp edge.

"What an ice sword, labor and management!"

He was a man who could never let his guard down. I felt the need to save myself even more.

"We can't go together by carriage, so we'll have to leave the carriage or sell it. Otherwise, we can't go together."

"Yes, that's a fair point. Labor and management!"

Since it was intended to be so from the beginning anyway, there was no hesitation in Eun's answer.

Salinity looked around once and ventilated the intestines.

"Now that everything seems to have come to an end, I think you're going to have to go back to your...

I'll never let anyone interrupt a meal!"

With such a threat, he continued to use chopsticks, which had been suspended for a while.

Then others began to continue their stopped meals.

Quack!

The main gate of Sunpyeongnu opened roughly with a loud noise.

The hinge of the door shook violently due to the huge impact of the moment.

"The one who insulted the eight generations a little while ago. Where are you? Come out right now! I'll break your manners today!

Come out! You shouldn't think about living after today unless you kneel down and burn yourself a thousand times."

Loud noise!

A young man in black uniform stormed through the door of Sunpyeongru and screamed.

"Come out! I'll take care of you, the speed-payer."

I think this young man was about the age of the five youngsters a while ago.

He certainly looked a year or two older.

"……."

There was already a stern warning of salinity, so the guest glass was wrapped in a mysterious silence.

It was such a silence that it could detect even the sound of a hair falling off.

He was more capable than the first five idiots.

That's also something that needs to be done by choosing the right place.

"You've misled the education of your children!"

Ryu-yeon clicked his tongue.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh?In one breath, he looked around and said that something was wrong with the entrance to the Cheonmuhakgwan in Sacheondangga.

I could feel the truth.

Coldly shining nuns were staring at themselves in all directions.

Dangcheolak could feel himself becoming more and more intimidated.

Click!

And the sound of the red-haired man's chopsticks falling on the table resonated in the guest room.

"Screaming!"

The anger of salinity, which had been suppressed, finally exploded in an instant.

"What kind of dog amnesia is that? You're such a badass who didn't learn table manners in the house! Whoooooooah!

His hand moved like a "Papapat" lightning with the salinity explosion.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…."

In the radiance of white light, Dangcheolak suddenly became blank in his head and could not think of any thoughts.

Then he became a white ash and flew into the air without a trace.

There was another party in the Sacheondang family.

Unlike the incredibly powerful assault of Dangcheolak, the audience calms down.

Feeling curious, the companion decided to pluck up his courage and go inside.

"What's wrong with you?" You...Oh, my God!

The young man, who belatedly followed Dang Cheol-ak, was shocked to see the situation unfold in front of him.

Why did he say he was a master of memorization?

I couldn't understand if the wooden chopsticks had a hole in the wind.

And why does he have a large plate that is used to hold food in the mouth of the molasses?

I couldn't understand if you were backing down with food.

And he said, "Why is the glazed face of the glaze hanging on the wall with wooden chopsticks?"

I just couldn't understand how colorful it was.

But what I didn't really understand was why dozens of cold eyes were staring at me like they were eating me up.

He could not figure out why his two daddies, who stepped on the ground and supported him, trembled without ordering. That was when I heard someone pretending to know him.

What are you doing here?"

The young man heard a familiar voice in this frightening bath.

But the unfortunate thing is that I didn't want to hear that voice again enough to wipe it out of my mind.

It was that kind of voice.

"Who, who?"

His instinct was so fierce that he warned that he should never turn his head and look at him.

But in the face of human curiosity, it was such a weak creature.

The young man's face, who looked back with a smile on his face, was instantly bleached white.

"It's been a year or two."

It was none other than Ryu-Yeon who pretended to know him.

It was a very strange coincidence that Ryu-Yeon, who had far fewer relationships, met someone he knew in such a remote place.

"Kieg!"

A scream rang out as if the guest glass were leaving.

And no matter how hard he racked his brains about what had happened for some time after that, he couldn't remember anything.

He was Jang Woo-kang, son of Jang Woo-yang, the state prosecutor of Jungyang Pyo-guk, who is in full swing these days.

Namgung-san rushed out and supported him.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Wake up! Look at this cold sweat! Hey, wake up!"

The touch of Namgungsang, who slapped him to wake up, was quite busy. Maybe there's been a lot of complaints these past few days.Slap, slap, slap!

Lee? Tang Yi, who was watching from behind, jumped forward, pushed the Namgung statue, and looked at Jang Woo-gang's face.

"Pulse and blood pressure are slowing down. Uh, I need to get my act together."

Slap! Slap! Slap, slop!

Tang's face, which slaps Jang Woo-gang's cheek mercilessly, was somehow full of strange satisfaction.

Then another member of the operative team ran out and replaced Tangam.

"Oh no. My pupils are getting dilated."

Clap! Clap! Clap!

When did the rest of the delegation start staring blankly?

He tilted his head to see if the operatives had turned so evil.

"Hey, wake up, wake up!"

Jang Woo-kang did not feel any pain even though he was slapped on the cheek.

"Oh, it's warm."

Jang Woo-gang felt a bright and warm light enveloping him warmly. It was a paradise.

He longed to live forever, feeling this full of happiness in paradise of glorious light.

I was happy.

"Uh," he's just smiling. What should I do?"

"Give him a life jacket and give him first aid! Come on, come on!"

Something seemed to touch his body and take various measures.

But it all felt to him like a fantasy happening in a faraway world.

His consciousness has increasingly fled from reality to the world of non-realism. It was an escape of mind to find peace of mind.

"Ahhhhhhhh, how warm this is……."

"God is currently out."

"Oh, God, you!"

A person who opened his mouth to the point where it was surprising that the terms and conditions were not dislocated.

He was Jang Woo-yang, the eighteenth-year-old state prosecutor of the Jungyang Pyo Bureau.

"Oh, Buddha! Jade Emperor, the gods of heaven, are you really up there?"

What connection is this?" There is a theory that there is a kind of causality called connection in the world.

This connection, of course, is considered a change by divine harmony.

Today, Jang Woo-yang, he had an impure mind that he would become an unbeliever who could not believe that God existed.

It is worth believing only when God helps.

He was still a snob who believed in God and hoped for a reward grace. But this applies to most humans, so I can't blame him.

Whether it's big or small, you believe in God because you want something, and that's why religion came into being.

Religion may not have existed in the world in the first place if there was nothing to hope for and no wish.

"Hey, it's been a while."

Ryu-yeon greeted with a slight raise of one hand.

However, Jang Woo-yang, who is already half carried away, did not receive his greetings properly.

I just couldn't get into that state.

"Growl!"

I've got heartburn. Ms. Jangwoo hasn't been looking for her in the past few months.

She searched her arms for medicine for yellow scissors.Why are people so popular these days?

So successful that it threatens even the firm reputation of the country's biggest country.

Jang Woo-yang of the Jungyangpyo Bureau, the Eighteenth Sword, has no reputation.

I couldn't understand why he was so low-key to a young man with no background.

That's how a servant serves his superior." It was mysterious.

Jang-woo, who managed to come to her senses and said hello to Ryu-yeon first,

Only then did I greet the operatives who I knew face to face.

They had a special affection for each other because they were once comrades who lived and died together.

Then Ryu-yeon, who felt there was too much attention around him, sent a signal to the salinity, and the salinity...Everyone told them to go into the room and rest well and disbanded the government officials.

They returned to their rooms without sharing a single word with each other.

Now the only people left in the restaurant were Ryu-yeon, Yumdo, Binggum, and Jangwoo.

"By the way, what brings you here?" It's unusual that you come in person."

The reason why Miss Jangwoo is here" is probably because of the vote without having to ask.

By the way, it has been expanding rapidly over the past two years and now has 18 branches in various parts of the country.

It's incredibly important that the already-expanding great states of China come directly.

It becomes a story of voting. That's why Ryu-Yeon is now showing interest.

One of his important senses, the instinct of the financial world, was reacting sensitively.

"Did you arrive today?"

Despite the fact that Ryu-Yeon's question was a passing word, Jang Woo-yang's complexion grew noticeably darker.

"In fact, I've been here for three days."

"Yes?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

Three people were surprised to hear that it was three days. It was a vote that required urgent speed.

Safety and speed were the key to voting.

But staying in one place for three days meant something serious happened.

"Is there anything you'd like to do?"

"In fact, I have to cross a big, rough mountain tomorrow."

His words were certainly not an expression of the difficulty of climbing. In response to Jang Woo-yang's reply, Ryu-yeon looked surprised.

"Hmm! I'm sure you don't find it hard to climb the mountain because it's rough, and you're afraid of a bandit." Right now?

Wherever he went, he was as familiar as his wife who ripped off him for money.

Ryu-Yeon's words caused salinity to rub salt.

"Are you shivering with a bandit or something?"

I guess all the rumors about the Jungyang Pyo-guk of Sin Yong Jeil (Trade for Life) were false.

I can't believe the rumor."

"Hooooo... there's nothing wrong with a normal bandit. Even a large mountain can pass by by a toll bargain.

But the owner of the mountain that I have to climb this time is someone who doesn't make any such bargain."

"Why" are you waiting for King Nokrim?"

Asked in a jestful tone of salinity.

"Yes, exactly."

Without hesitation, Miss Jang Woo nodded.

"What?"

Unknowingly, the salinity raised its voice.

"As you say. King Noknim declared business.

Now that the green wolf flag, which means the hunting ground of Im Deokseong, King Nokrim, has risen, you cannot climb that mountain with ordinary determination.

"What's that?" And who else is Im Deok-sung?"

Ryu-Yeon asked. It seemed that he had heard it during the common sense session of the current Kang-ho general force. I'm sure...

"As for King Noknim's Gwangpung Marang and Im Deokseong, the total number of Noknim seventy-two vegetables,

This is Hogul standing at the peak of 100,000 Nokrimdo.

Usually, people are resting in the quarter and not touching a finger on passersby.go

He is a person who only moves his body during the hunting season.

We ended up in his business plane and business rights because we had no luck.

Normally, there was no business at this time, but I don't know if it was windy.

But I can't go back...…, but the most important thing is that no matter what it takes to be cold.

It means you have to cross the mountain.

The rugged mountain where the wolf is leaping with its mouth wide open."Jang Woo-yang seemed to have a lot of worries.

What about the pay?

Ryu-Yeon asked bluntly.

"Yes?"

At the moment, Miss Jang-woo couldn't understand what Ryu-Yeon was saying.

"How much can I promise to pay if I get over the mountain safely? In exchange for the safety of the ticket!"

Suddenly, Jang Woo-yang's face was bright. He listens to three days here, too.

He prepared for it in his own way, but it was not reliable at all.

However, if Ryu-Yeon and Cheonmu Hakgwan delegation went together at this time, even King Noklim had nothing to fear.

"Well, then……. Never mind the cost.

I'll be greatly appreciated if you go over the distractions safely. You must cross the mountain tomorrow.

There can be no further delay. But……."

Jang Woo-yang, who stopped talking, looked at the island.

He was skeptical about whether Yeomdo, the leader, would allow it.

It was a natural reaction for Jang Woo, who did not know the dark relationship between Ryu-Yeon and salinity.

But Salinity nodded without much opposition. It was a sign of consent.

"I'm on my way, I'm with you. There's no harm in doing it. Besides……."

Im Deok-seong, King of Noknim, was once told to be a master of the fashionable Gwangpung Marangdo.

The art of reigning on top of a hundred thousand greenery.He was quite intrigued by the provincial government.

"Then we have a deal."

Ryu-Yeon grinned. Miss Jangwoo suddenly felt like she met a savior.

The hopeless mind quickly turned into a full of happiness.

"But what happened?"

The story goes like this. Jang Woo-yang talked about her situation one by one from the beginning. To summarize the situation...….

"So now the biggest country in the country is the country in the country.

At the moment, the Central Ticket Office is in a life-or-death race with the Central Bureau.

That is why we must somehow get to our destination safely before the Central Bureau. That's what you mean.

It's for the Jungyang Pyo-guk to become the most popular country in the country."

"That's right."

Miss Jang Woo nodded admiring Ryu-Yeon's lucid explanation.

"Where are you going?"

"It's a volcano."

The reason why the destination of the country is a volcano is the volcano's first big event in 10 years.

Bonnie, there's a lot of people coming for the big time in nature.

This is because there were merchants and the volume was concentrated there with him.

Money was natural because it was with the flow of logistics and people.

A darkroom surrounded by darkness. It was a secret place not far from Sunpyeongru.

"Contact me?"

"They say the preparations are complete. The noose is already down."

"What about cleaning up?"

"Perfect. They'll never hear a witness testify.

Red blood nodded satisfactorily.

"All right, let's continue the chase. No matter what happens, I don't interfere. That's it!"

As soon as his orders were issued, countless shadows disappeared into the darkness.

"What is it?"

The Prince asked, looking at the fatality of entering the office door.

"We've just received a report that the white deer and the wolf are in contact. Everything is on schedule."

"I don't want to be annihilated. You need an actor on stage."

There was a cold smile around the prince's mouth.

"There is one more report. It is said that one minor variable occurred."

"Variable?"

The Grand Duke did not like the variables that appeared regardless of his intentions.

That was just an obstacle to perfect planning.

"Yes, a cute silver fox has joined the herd of deer. How about silver fox fur?"

The Grand Duke responded with a glaring smile to the report by Cheershan."……."

The Grand Duke did not say anything. There was a deep silence between the two.

Cheaterhan recoiled at the prince's unexpected response.

"Oh, my God. Did I make a mistake?"

If so, it was not funny. A cold sweat ran down his spine.

"Sa, shall we hunt?"

The archduke's head was tossed from side to side.

"We're putting off hunting for a while."

"I see. I'll focus my attention on identifying the movements."

A sigh of relief came out of the pitiful mind. He stared silently into the empty darkness after the cheapness had returned.

The Grand Duke's eyes began to glow coldly in the abyss.

Im Deokseong, King of Green Forest

"By the way, this…Whew!

Ryu-Yeon sighed as if he were pathetic.

Now Ryu-yeon and the delegation are open to the public with the green king Lim Deok-sung on the sign.

I was climbing Mt. Daehong in question.

Ryu-yeon was a realist saying that the world was so small.

"What are you doing with all this mess?"

Ryu-yeon knew how to insult the best in the shortest terms.

So he was able to bring them the most insult at once with just a short word.

Ryu-yeon was well aware of what thrift was. It's only a matter of ten words before the others can reach it.

How can it not be economical because it can be solved in a single word?

Apparently the ears are pierced - the people referred to by Ryu-Yeon as "miscellaneous".

Needless to say, my face turned red as soon as I heard it.

But they had no choice but to remain silent.

They were six children of the Eighth Generation who were sprawled out by Ryu-Yeon just last evening.

I don't think the other two were there from the beginning.

They were probably a step prepared by the Jungyang Pyo-guk.

Looking back now, it was a meaningless investment.

Namgoong Lake and all these other miscellaneous people are now 20 years old.

I haven't been able to enter the Chunmu Academy because I'm still weak.

They were trained hard by receiving home appliance craftsmen from their families and private academies.

Even though the walls of Cheonmu Academy were too high to enter it, it was only possible with home appliances.

It was enough to pose as a strongman.

Since they are young fighters, they also planned to travel to the volcano to see the upcoming volcano conventions.

It was a must-see for them.

But at that time, Jang Woo-gang, the small country owner of Jungyangpyo, who was close to them, was completely...

He promised support and great hospitality and asked to accompany him to the vote.

On the condition that I pay for the trip, and if I get there safely, I'll pay for it.

It couldn't have sounded bad.

The six disorganized men soon agreed to Jang Woo-gang's proposal and had accompanied him to this point.

Then, he was scolded by a woman at Samyang, the entrance of Daehongsan Mountain, for making a scene.

With his whole face turned green.

He is now climbing the mountain path like a prisoner of war.

Don't tell me they're jealous of what they're arguing about.

And Cheonmuhakgwan Volcano Covenant, where the family's respected brothers and sisters belong.

He never thought he was a delegation.

"They're young people. How long have you been in such a hurry to go to the volcano?"

Ryu-yeon's disapproving gaze sharply dissected the disordered unemployed one by one.

"I don't want you to pee, let alone grab an ankle."

Ryu-yeon's final dissection blushed the faces of young people with irreplaceable anger and shame.But there was nothing they could do.

No protest, no resistance, no refutation was allowed to them.

"It's not like a herd of wild boars are everywhere, but the mountains are very noisy. Yerin, can you feel it?"

Ryu-yeon said, taking a look around the wooded forest with recordings.

Na-Yerin, who still feels awkward after that day, has less to avoid Ryu-Yeon.

"Yes, but I feel a great deal of malice in the movement. A terrible evil that borders on murder!"

Her nodding face was not bright.

"Hhhhhh, you want to give it a try?"

Calmly closing his eyes, Salinity patted his condolences once. The spirit of war rose.

"That's a fair number."

The Binggum murmured, displeased by the pressure on them all around.

"Here you are!"

The eyes of the closed salinity opened wide.

Squeak!

The delegation's voting stopped at once.

"Stop! I can't go any further."

A big man with a brown face stopped them in the middle of the road.

The janghan was wearing a jacket made of wolf skin.

The wolf's face, which adorned his left shoulder, was glowing with white teeth as if he would bite a man soon.

Seeing his voice rumbling through the mountains, it was clear that he was speaking with considerable experience.

Indeed, the atmosphere of the Green Rim Chongchae was quite different from other places.

As expected already, Miss Jangwoo couldn't hide her nervousness.

He was now carrying out this vote at the risk of his country's life and death. No minor mistake was allowed.

"I know you have the owner of 72 mountains here. We are the people of Jungyang Pyo.

I understand that you must pass the test to pass through King Noklim's hunting grounds.

I want to take an exam."

cried Miss Jangwoo out loud.

"You want to take a test?"

"Yes!"

Then, the big man laughed at the mouth.

"Of course, I would normally have let them go if they passed the test. But……!"

The cold livelihood in the eyes of a giant exploded.

"You guys are exceptions. Not a single one of you will survive here."

Chuck!

Jang Han's hand with a brown fat was lifted.

Coocoocoocoocoocoocoocoocoo.

Suddenly the mountain began to vibrate with thunder. It was not an earthquake. It wasn't even thunder.

It was felt so because so many people moved in a single moment.

How many people have moved?"

When I came to my senses and looked around, the walls were stacked up in layers when the people who were full of votes and delegations grew dark.

It was as if there was a search for bankruptcy around the delegation due to the various deadly weapons in their hands.

Miss Jangwoo's face was bleached pale.

"Two thousand" No... 3,000?"

Ryu-Yeon made a rough guess for now. At least five layers of barriers surrounded them. The number of people was incomparable to that of Black Rangchae, and it was a huge force.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my.

Chaeng, Chaeng, Chaeng, Chaeng, Chaeng!

They lifted their weapons in unison, sometimes bumping into each other and shouting loudly.

Nearly 3,000 people shouted in unison and the sound of soldiers hitting each other, and the mountain cried as if it were leaving.

The mountain vibrated as if it had met an earthquake on their rolling feet.

Their actions have had a tremendous effect.

The majority of the signatories and ploughs of the Central Bureau trembled, pale with their fearsome spirits.

The new delegates didn't dare pull a knife.Not to mention the number of ploughs who are like porters.

Somewhere, I heard a prayer praying for a narrow escape, or a paradise.

Some of the Cheonmu Hakgwan delegations, who had little experience in being strong, were also at a loss for fear and embarrassment.

The martial arts learned and mastered may be strong, but many of them were also included in the experience of being strong.

Among them, Yoon Junho's complexion was particularly pale. He didn't seem to have completely escaped from being a coward yet.

At least his efforts to pretend to be calm were commendable.

This is the kind of effect the bandits have.

In other words, it lowers the morale of the enemy to the bottom and causes mental turmoil in great fear, which leads to mass frenzy.

It was a deliberate attempt to put him in a state.

The eight generations that followed at the drop of a hat have never expected their enemies to be this strong.

His face turned pale and he was shaking.

They saw the shadow of death dancing before their eyes.

In Ryu-Yeon's view they deserve credit for not peeing.

Indeed, it was a tremendous power like Marangchae, the head quarters of Noklim Chilsimchae.

Yong Cheon, Bicheonryong Samjeolgum, Baek Muyong, and Maharyong, Gunung Hoiju for the first time in their first experiences.

In this unexpected situation,

Deep down, I was forced to feign composure to my pride? But they couldn't hide their embarrassment completely either.

But there were some who were really nonchalant. Salinity, bingo, and Ryu-Yeon have been through so much to be embarrassed like a soul would run away from this.

And so did the operatives, who had been training hard under him.

No matter how great Noknim 72 is, Kang-ho's fight is not a page. One master plays the role of a thousand.

That was the fight between ordinary war and the people of the forest who were distinct. And what we're up against right now is Marangchae.

Perhaps there was no group of travelers with this much power across the entire river, but there was no disagreement.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

An unexpected round of applause, whose provenance was unknown, plunged the confronting intestines into a quiet silence.

"Thank you for the big welcome. It was a great attraction."

Thousands of eyes simultaneously turned to this fearless man. "Are you too afraid to go crazy?"

It was inevitable that some bandits thought so.

The cowardly person who spoke was Ryu-Yeon. Ryu-yeon, who had paused, went on again.

"But whose will you take my life without permission?"Who, who, what, what, what!

It's amazing how you came to have such a vain desire."

It was a scathing remark from the ruthless Ryu-Yeon.

"We don't mean to beg for a test from a bandit, but why can't we just be the only ones who can do it?"

Let's just know why."

What are you starting to do?"

"Go... Confucius! PLEASE!"

Jang Woo-yang, who looked pale, hurriedly waved and dried Ryu-yeon.

Jang Woo-yang was desperate to refuse provocations that stimulated more than any more livable bandits.

Otherwise things were going against them enough.

It was enough to feel life threatened without trying to make it worse.

"You bastards! You'repeat! You don't know why you're retiring?"

The giant screamed again. His voice was filled with anger.

"I think it's your turn to identify yourself before you speak ill of others."Ryu-Yeon's one word made the giant's face blush. It was only then that he realized that he was talking without revealing his name.

"I'm the captain of the 72-year-old Green Rampant, and I'm also a mother of the Rampant."

Thirty-six degrees!

It is the strongest group of bandits in Noklim 72chae, which was raised by Gwangpung Marang and Im Deokseong, King Noklim.