Chapter - 214 Episode 214. Farewell, friends. (4)

"What? You want me to wear this?"

"That's right."

Baek Cheon had a subtle look at the clothes in front of him.

"It's, uh... The one on top there.

"Yes, this is what the top people wear."

"But do we have to do this?"

"Oh, my God, warrior. I'm going to Unnam now. If you go into Unnam wearing such clothes, you'll get crazy. You can enter quietly without any problems if you look at our company."

"Oh, I see."

Baek Cheon turned his head away.

Then Chung-Myung persuades him...….

"Why?"

"……."

Baek Cheon flinched at Chung-Myung, who had already changed his clothes.

"Are you wearing it?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"No... .. I thought you wouldn't change."

The uniforms they were wearing were engraved with plum blossoms symbolizing Hawasan.

There is no such thing as respect for human beings, but I thought I might be forced to do so because respect for Hwasan is full and overflowing Chung-Myung.

"Why?"

"No, the clothes...…."

"This?"

Chung-Myung crammed Hawasan's armour in his hand.

"Clothes are clothes."

"……."

"You should change your private residence. Let's hurry up and go to Unnam."

"……Yeah."

Back Cheon picked up the clothes, soothing his sulky insides.

After everyone had changed their clothes, the students of Hwasan gathered in one place and smiled at each other.

It was so awkward to see each other wearing a porter's clothes after seeing them wearing nothing every day.

"Jo-Gol is almost customized."

"Wow, that's perfect because he's from the background."

"No, don't make fun of me, private!"

Jo-Gol dyed his face red.

At that time, Kwak Kyung at the top of Hwapyeong approached them and made a new request.

"As you know, Yunnam is a dangerous place. Originally, no one else should be accompanied by the authorized personnel."

"Yes, sir."

"So please don't do anything that might reveal who you are. Really, one more time! I beg you."

As the spectator repeatedly asked, Baek Cheon, who became curious, insinuated.

"You seem to have strict control over Yun-nam."

"There are definitely people who rule Yunnam, but it's only in name. Unnam cannot avoid the influence of the Beast Palace. It is also the Beast Palace that controls the entry of the midfielder into Unnam. The tyranny is even worse because the coffin is not influenced."

"Why would a coffin leave such a thing alone?"

"Younam is a barren land. There is nothing to gain even if you confront them and conquer them. So the coffin doesn't have any regrets about recovering it. As a result, only merchants who trade cars in Unnam are suffering."

"Well."

Baek Cheon alone would not have come to Unnam for the rest of his life if he had not been able to save the grass.

"So please do it again. If this goes wrong, our superiors will never step into Unnam again. Then there's only one way to go."

"Don't worry. We had an accident...…."

Baek Cheon unconsciously looked back at Chung-Myung.

"……I'll try my best not to hit it."

I try. Effort.

But it doesn't work out the way I want it to.

"I beg of you."

Kwak Kyung made a new request and went back to his seat.

It was Baek Cheon who listened to Kwak Haeng-soo and reaffirmed how absolute the beast was in Unnam.

"I think it's more than the influence of the party in Sacheon."

"Don't you think so? There are some literary groups in Sacheon that can keep the party in check, but there are no famous literary groups in Unnam."Baek Cheon tilted his head at Yoon-Jong's words.

"Hmm? But isn't there a fortune teller in Unnam?"

"……Yeah, but……."

When Yoon-jong hesitated, Chung-Myung, who was listening to the conversation between the two, answered instead as if it was insignificant.

"Jumchang is a literary group who is not interested in such things at all."

"What do you mean?"

"Literally. A fortune-telling window is a place where you are not interested in matters such as increasing power or influence. It's just a place where they gather in the deep mountains to brush the roads and learn martial arts."

"We do, don't we?"

"Ay. Compared to fortune tellers and tributes, Hawasan or the shaman is not a Taoist. The pattern is a master."

"……."

No, that crazy guy's starting to break up his own.

"They're all the same people."

"No, I'm telling you. The fortune-teller or the poor man doesn't care much about what they get in the public eye."

"……."

"If I were kicked out of Gupa, I wouldn't do that."

"Does that make any sense?"

"Think about it. If you had any interest in that area, would you have established a civil faction in Cheonghae or Unnam?" You're treated as a countryside for 40 million years. Why would you say that?"

"Well, so does he."

Baek Cheon picked up his head as if he understood.

"For the same people, it is a respectable literary circle. Because I don't really care about the world's reputation. From a fortune teller's point of view, he won't care what the beast does outside."

"If it's great, it's great."

Baek Cheon shook his head.

It's great, but I wasn't confident if I asked him to live like that.

"So don't worry about the fortune teller. The important thing is the beast."

"……how do you know such a thing so well?"

"I was born a beggar. I grew up hearing all sorts of rumors."

Cheung-Myung, who responded casually, quickly changed the subject before saying anything else.

"Let's not cause any trouble because we've been delayed a lot in Sacheon. It's important to go to Unnam as soon as possible, so cooperate with the top."

Baek Cheon opened his mouth without realizing it.

No, who is lecturing whom now?

"You took all the time! If only you had moved faster, we'd have left a few days ago!"

"That guy's a little bit of a b*tc*! What happened in the past!"

"Phew!"

Baek Cheon sighed helplessly, forcing his blood pressure to rise to the back of his neck.

"Anyway, I got it. First of all, let's cooperate as much as we can and quietly go to Unnam."

It remains to be seen whether the words will be kept.

Hawasan's disciples followed the upswing as they walked around the loading wagons.

Considering that he constantly changed the horse of Sadu carriage when he came to Sacheon, it was incomparably slow. I couldn't help feeling frustrated because of this.

But there is no other way.

As those who leave the mountain cannot take several horses with them, they had no choice but to move considering the horse's physical strength.

"Well, how long will you arrive in Unnam?"

Chung-Myung sighed deeply.

This is his first time going to Unnam in person. I felt suffocated and almost cramped.

"I think we can get there faster if the roads are well paved."

Baek Cheon frowned at the messy road.

Even farther away from the church and closer to Unnam, the road became rough.

The road is maintained only when it is managed steadily. If you don't take care of it, every time the wagon comes and goes, the floor will be dug and the stones will be revealed and ruined.Usually, the management of these roads is done in the government office, but Unnam seems to be a place without the influence of the government, so the management was not done at all.

Kwak Kyung held a complaint while listening to their conversation.

"It's still four thousand."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, but since this is the way to Unnam, the coffin does not feel the need for maintenance."

"That means the road gets worse and worse."

"Yes, and that's not the only problem. As we get closer to the boundary between Sacheon and Unnam, bandits and wildlings are rampant. It's a life-threatening climb."

Kwak Kyung sighed.

"Even the government officials and Mufas in the middle of the country are reluctant to clash with the palace, so they don't send fighters to that side by side. Therefore, the border between Unnam and Sacheon is like a lawless area."

"Oh, so...…."

Baek Cheon turned his head and looked at the guards escorting the top.

There must be a shortage of people because of the limited number of people, but I wondered why they brought so many guards, and they seemed to be preparing for the bandits.

"We're already at the border, so we all have to be careful. If you find any suspicious people, please let us know immediately."

"I will."

"I'm doing my best to speed up, so I'd appreciate it if you could bear with me even if it's frustrating."

"Oh, no, sir. I'm sorry to bother you, but you don't have to overdo it because of us."

Baek Cheon lowered his head toward Kwak Kyung.

But it wasn't long before the relaxed figure disappeared.

"It's late..."

"……."

"It's late, it's late! This is too late!"

"……why are you upset again?"

Chung-Myung inflated his cheeks.

"When will we get to Unnam like this?"

"You can't help it, can you? Horses drive their wagons, so it's bound to be slow. There's nothing to change, and people can't drag you away, right?"

"But it's too slow! If you go to Unnam like this, the season will not change, but the year will change! We'll have to pray for the long man to be alive on the way back!"

"Hey, you f*cking bastard! That's not what you're gonna say!"

"I'm frustrated, I'm frustrated!"

Chung-Myung crumpled his face.

"Why don't we lead them instead?"

"……let alone a man drags a wagon and catches my eye. Then everyone in Unnam will know that we are the ones who have mastered martial arts, but how can we handle it?"

"Turn it off."

Chung-Myung scratched his head.

But it's too slow.'

I was somewhat prepared from the time I stepped in, but it was twice as slow as I thought. That's why it's so easy to get there within a month.

'I've got to make some moves.'

Chung-Myung sighed and turned his head away.

"But what's taking you so long to prepare for the camp?"

It has been a long time since I stopped my way and started preparing for camping, but the top members are still busy.

"Jo-Gol's death penalty. Does it take this long to get ready for camping?"

"It usually doesn't take this long……."

Jo-Gol scratched his head.

"We don't have enough top staff to deploy guards, but it seems that the top staff has been reduced as we sneak in."

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung clicked his tongue.

"So you're short-staffed and it's taking a long time?"

"I guess so."

"Well, if you'd asked me for help earlier, I'd have done it sooner! Why aren't you telling me? It's embarrassing."Chung-Myung jumped out of his seat.

"It must have been hard to be a guest of the Lord Danga."

"It's better to help quickly at that time, sleep quickly, and leave early!"

"Our position is, however...…."

Baek Cheon holds the charges.

I'm sure this is the fun part.'

It's only a laughable nickname in Hawasan, but the name "Hwasan Shinryong" is now vibrating the entire midfield. The word "the world's most late index" does not stick to anyone.

Then it's natural to raise his nose, but Chung-Myung was not famous and is consistentirely...….

It's a f*cking disaster.

Oh, this isn't a good thing, is it?

"What are you doing? Help me. Those guys need to rest quickly so they can leave a little early tomorrow."

"Yes, I will."

It was the moment when Baek Cheon stood up with a happy smile.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"What is it?"

Hawasan's disciples turned to one place in unison.

I could see the bushes swaying in the dark.

Soon.

"Hhhhhhhhh."

"Hahahaha!"

Dozens of unidentified men appeared in the bushes with insidious and loud laughter.

"Oh, my God!"

The guards, who were escorting the top, pulled up their weapons in unison and blocked the unidentified men.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh You didn't know this was our front yard?"

"If you leave things behind, I'll spare your life."

"Or you can leave your life behind!"

Hawasan's disciples opened their mouths in unison as they looked at the gunmen who appeared.

A groan-like voice is leaking out.

"It's a bandit, isn't it?

"It's a bandit."

"No, this is a field, so shouldn't we call it a magic or a wilderness?"

"Anyway, he's a robber."

"Yes, I am."

Oh my god.

What do you mean robbery?

Baek Cheon let out a grin.

"I've been robbed in my life."

"Do you want me to handle it?"

It was the moment when Jo-Gol stepped forward.

"Come on, no."

I hear a dissuasion voice from behind my back. I can't help my voice because I love it.

Hawasan's disciples looked back, unable to hide their uneasiness.

There was Chung-Myung with a Buddha smile.

"They're not magic. You look completely different to me."

"……what does it look like?"

"Not a demon, Mal."

"……Mal?"

"Yes."

Chung-Myung opened his mouth and laughed.

"These are powerful horses that will take us to Unnam. Oh, we're so lucky."

"……."

"What are you doing? Catch him before he runs away!"

"……."

It was Baek Cheon who felt sorry for the magicians who came to rob this place, making the bridge of his nose turn sour.