Chapter - 489 Episode 489. We can now lay mountains. (4)

"Thank you very much."

"How can I repay this favor?….”

Yoon-jong blushed as he saw people who kept showing their gratitude.

"If you keep doing this, I'm ashamed of you. What did we do...….”

"No, it's not."

The leader held Yoon-jong's hand and shed tears.

"This little rest and warm food may not be anything to anyone, but we have nothing more to thank."

Yoon-Jong sighed softly.

The hand held together was too rough. A hand hardened like a bark from long labor broke his heart.

"Thank you so much……Cough! Cough!

A person who was expressing gratitude covered his mouth and suddenly coughed loudly.

"…I'm sorry. It's been a while since something warm went in.….Cough!"

"Are you all right?"

"Yes……. We're fine."

Yoon-Jong frowned at him with a worried face.

'It's gone bad because of the sound.’

Even if you are a fine warrior, you will eventually get sick if you are constantly exposed to this environment, so would you be ashamed of those who have been banned from performing?

"Have some warm drinks and relax today."

"Thank you so much……."

Yoon-jong sighed as he looked back at the man with his head down.

Then I heard Jo-Gol's voice.

"The death penalty."

"Hm?"

"Chung-Myung wants him to bring the death penalty."

"Why all of a sudden?"

"Well, who knows what's inside him?"

Yoon-Jong nodded without realizing it.

In fact, they have been with Chung-Myung for quite some time, but it was still hard to predict what Chung-Myung was doing. By the time he got here, who knew that Chung-Myung would try to give the prisoners alcohol and food?

"Let's go."

"Yes."

The two headed for one of the homophilia drilled throughout the valley. The entrance looked a little narrow, but when I went inside, there was more room than I thought.

It didn't look like a place for people to live, but it was definitely better than the middle of the valley just because there was no cold wind.

Inside, Hwasan's disciples were already sitting around Chung-Myung, and several prisoners were seen in front of him.

"Sit down if you're here."

"What's going on?"

"I'd like to talk to you."

At Chung-Myung's words, Yoon-Jong tilted his head and sat down without asking any more questions. It was not polite for them to talk among themselves for a long time with the person in front of them.

"First……."

As soon as Yoon-Jong sat down, the old man sitting across from Chung-Myung bowed and opened his mouth.

"Thank you again for the grace of the silvers."

Surprised Yun-Jong tried to dissuade him, but Chung-Myung was a little faster than that.

"I hope you'll leave out the unnecessary courtesy if you're grateful. We're busy people.”

"I see."

The old man quietly opened his mouth looking at Chung-Myung.

"You're from the heartlands, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm on the Wasan side."

"Hwasan. Hwasan…….”

The old man frowned and tried to think of something. But the name Hwasan didn't seem to be in my head.

Although Hwasan's reputation began to spread in the North Sea now, the name was unfamiliar to those who had already been imprisoned and worked here for several years.

At that time, Hwasan lost his reputation and was down.

Baek Cheon helped such an old man.

"Don't worry, Munpaini, who is not so famous...….”

"What? Wasan's not famous?"

Chung-Myung could have if he hadn't cut it sharply and come in. Baek Cheon looked back at Chung-Myung with a sour face.

"…Hwasan was famous a long time ago."

"I know."

"But why?""But I get annoyed when I hear that.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon's cheeks twitched faintly with irritation.

'I know this bastard, but I don't know.’

No, I didn't know before and I don't know now, but I'm sure it's right

"Anyway, if you don't know Hwasan, remember him from now on. You'll have a lot to hear from now on."

"…I'll keep that in mind. One……."

The old man smiled bitterly.

"I don't know how many times we'll hear from the outside world here."

Hwasan's disciples glared at Chung-Myung in unison.

But…….

"So why did you sin?"

“…….”

It was futile to ask Chung-Myung to read the air.

When the word sin comes out, the old man shakes his head.

"We are sinners, but we have never sinned."

“…….”

"If it's a sin to protect the princess against rebellion, I can't help it. But how could that be a sin?"

Baek Cheon nodded with a heavy face.

'As expected.'

As I heard at first glance, I'm sure they were the servants of the former palace lord.

Perhaps he rebelled against Solchon Sang, the current palace owner, and was brought here after being subdued.

"I'm a sinner, but I'm not…….”

Chung-Myung murmured and scratched his cheek and asked.

"How many people are here right now?”

"A hundred or so."

The old man added back words that he didn't have to.

"It was more than double at first."

It meant that this many people died here. In a more serious situation than I thought, Baek Cheon made an impression.

"Isn't that too much?….”

But before he could say anything more, Chung-Myung hit the ball.

"But why are you telling us that?”

“…….”

"Are you asking for help? You want me to get you out of here?

The old man shook his head calmly.

"That's impossible."

"Why?"

There was a bitter smile hanging around his wrinkled mouth.

"I'll have to introduce myself first to tell you the story. My name is Yosa Hon. In the past, I served as the captain of the North Sea Ice Palace.”

"What?"

Baek Cheon was startled and saw the old man again.

This shabby old man was the captain of the Bingo?

Although there may be slight differences between the clans, the title Daejang-ro is used to refer to those who do not deviate from the order of at least five fingers.

In Hwasan's case, Hyun Sang becomes the colonel. The oldest among the elders is Hyun Sang.

But now that I'm in such a high position that I'm being persecuted by my guards...….

"It's a long time ago."

The voice was calm, but Yosa Hon's face was filled with indescribable remorse.

"And everyone here was a warrior in the Bingo. However, I was banned and I couldn't use my history anymore.”

Yosa Hon shakes her head.

"I'll take my time to solve it if it's normal prohibition, but the people who forbid us are none other than him...….”

"Magyo?"

Yosa Hon, who stopped talking, opened her eyes wide.

"Did you know?"

"Well, that's not much of a secret."

When Chung-Myung shrugged, Yosa Hon nodded.

"Yes, it's them. Their uneducated system is different from ours. I've been trying to lift the ban for years, but I've never been able to."

"Well."

Baek Cheon groaned with a stiff heart.

"We're nothing but luggage that can't use our experience. It's not something you can even try."

"Then what do you want?"

Yosa Hon said, looking at Chung-Myung with a stiff face.

"……Please let us know where you are.""What?"

"Tell the Middle Ages that there is a persecuted North Sea here. So that they can help us."

Chung-Myung, who was staring blankly at him for a moment, sounded like he was being deflated.

"……What does that mean?"

"The current archer is a demon."

Yosa Hon's hands shook in a mess.

"He put a barrier on the ice. In the past, bingo was not a place to divide the North Sea people around the walls. It was a place where the entire North Sea was cared for. But now the palace lord accepts only those who follow him into the walls and ostracizes those who are outside the walls."

Baek Cheon hardened his face as he recalled the scenery he had seen on his way.

"That high wall...….’

I didn't know it was for that purpose.

"He gives his followers a comfortable life, and those who don't, he takes it harshly, and even lets it fall into the hands of that demon. All those who rebel are brought here and killed after harsh labor. How can a man like this be the lord of the Bingo?"

Chung-Myung nodded.

"It's a little too much."

"Yes, so let me know. In the middle of the North Sea! Whether it's Shaolin or shaman, it's fine. They could help us."

At his last words, Chung-Myung stopped smirking.

"I see one thing."

"…Yes?"

"Why did you lose?"

Yosa Hon's squinty eyes were wide open.

"What difference do you think it will make if I notify the center?”

"I've heard there's a lot of consultants in the middle of the country! No, even if it's not negotiated, the people in the Middle East who fought that big war with the horsemen will not just stay still even if they know that the horsemen are here."

"Do you really think so?"

“…….”

"Do you really think the midfield doesn't know what's going on here? Really?"

There was a cynicism around Chung-Myung's mouth. Yosa Hon shut up.

And Chung-Myung didn't push him any further. A drowning man can catch at least straws. When I was in a situation where I couldn't help it, I knew how much I wanted to do something.

But straws are just straws.

"The Middle East does not help the North Sea."

“…….”

"They're not that great people to reach out for nothing."

Yosa Hon looked down, chewing on her lips.

"Do you know why they just climbed up the cliff? Even though you know you can say this to us?"

“…….”

"Because we know there's nothing we can do when we hear that.”

Yosa Hon already knew all about that.

I had no choice but to put my last hope on it even though I knew it. Yosa Hon was devastated to hear from others that it was nothing more than a straw. No, that was not enough.

"Jungwon has no reason to help the fool. There's no reason to risk your life to protect the fool's palace. Even if everyone finds out that there is a magic school here, no one would want to step up first.”

I've already seen it once.

What happened to the Moon faction who tried to protect the midfield before others?

What was the price of that stupid act.

Those who saw it could not risk their lives to protect others who were not themselves.Chung-Myung said quietly, showing his teeth.

"Keep that in mind."

“…….”

At his sudden strangeness, Yosa Hon flinched and shut up.

Even Hwasan's disciples grasped the thigh under the influence.

"No one is protecting me. No one fights for me. If you want to protect it, you have to grab it with your own hands, and if you have to fight, you have to spill my blood."

"…Society."

"If you can't do that, nothing will change.

Yosa Hon, who looked vaguely at Chung-Myung, dropped her head weakly.

"……But………… What can you do?"

It was a voice full of vanity.

"We're just the other side of the story that can't be used. And the Mundos of the Ice Palace will no longer try to help us. It's already in the hands of the princess."

Chung-Myung chuffed his tongue.

"Even if you can't use your body, you have eyes and ears."

"…Yes?"

"They couldn't have waited calmly for the ice to be moved to the Bingo because of their urgent temper, and I'm sure they'd have it here.”

"…Exact."

Expectedly

Chung-Myung asked quickly, slightly grimacing.

"Have you heard anything? Where do they use the ice cream, like the use?”

Yosa Hon tilted her head and groped her memory.

"I don't know. I've never heard anything like that."

Chung-Myung's shoulders relaxed. A sigh burst out automatically.

'Is it in vain?'

I think we can get a clue...….

"Hey, there."

It was then.

So far, a man who has been sitting behind Yosa Hon and watching the situation has secretly raised his hand.

"I don't know if it's relevant, but I've heard something similar…….”

"Similar words?”

"Yes, but it's so absurd, I wonder if it's really relevant.….”

Chung-Myung nodded quickly.

"Just tell me. Anything is fine.”

"Yes, I... I played the role of flying the ice, and I heard the Martians talking, and they said, 'I'm sure.'

"What?"

The man who swallowed the dry saliva slowly opened his mouth.

"This brings the Advent of Heavenly Demon even closer. At this rate, Heavenly Demon will be back in the world a month later."

Chung-Myung was silent.

He just looked at the man without moving.

No, in fact, it doesn't seem to be moving from the position of looking at the man, but Chung-Myung was as hard as a man standing in a stopped time.

"……Chung-Myung아?"

Baek Cheon carefully sang Chung-Myung.

At that moment.

"……?"

"What?"

"Heavenly Demon is back?"

Chung-Myung's face is distorted. The strangely twisted mouth looked like a smile. His face was not enough to describe him as a devil of hell.

A terrible life that I had never felt before began to come out of Chung-Myung's whole body.