Legend of the Northern Blade novel - chapter 151
Due to some copyright issues. I changed some word such god= supreme-ruler. /diviné= supreme. And some Chinese words etc, all of this to avoid copyright *.*
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Cheonrajimang (天羅之網).
The net that covers the sky looks sloppy,
It is infinitely dense.
The relationship and evil relationship cannot escape from the net of the sky.
The person to meet is supposed to meet someday.
Even if it’s evil.
“Ah!”
Elasticity flowed out of Hwang-cheol’s mouth.
The nostalgic scenery spreads out in front of you. Fuzhou Street, full of gaekjang and giru, and Baekryongsangbu with a large gate wide open at the end.
“You are finally back.”
The murmuring face of Ja-myeong Yoon was full of emotions.
Where is that all? The faces of the surviving warriors at the top of Baekryong were distorted as if they would shed tears at any moment.
Whether they had heard the news of their return in advance, there were key figures including Roh Tae-tae at the front door of Baekryong Sangdan.
“Hey!”
Roh Tae-tae, who discovered Yoon Ja-myeong and Yoon Seo-in, approached with tears. At the sight of a frowning nose, the warriors of the Cheolgidang smiled.
A weary light was on their faces. He would be like that, because the Chief and Cheong Hae-seong came back to come here. The distance exceeded thousands of rivals, and it was a series of bad battles. Still, they were able to bring Yoon Ja-myeong and others to this place safely.
They were able to laugh because they had completed the mission.
Roh Tae-tae, who had been enjoying the sea with her son for a while, approached Hwang-cheol.
“I’m glad to have you come back safely, Bopyo Hwang. You suffered a lot because of my son.”
“No, Norma. There is nothing I have done. They struggled.”
Hwang-cheol scratched his head and pointed to the warriors of Cheolgi-dang. Roh Tae-tae smiled at that innocent look.
Her gaze turned to Kwak Moon-jeong, who was standing quietly by Hwang-cheol.
‘You have changed.’
When he was at the top of Baekryong, just like any other boy, he was filled with the light of admiration in his open eyes. Now, however, Kwak Moon-jeong’s eyes were calmly subdued, and his determination not to be easily shaken was naturally expressed.
‘Is this also because of that?’
Roh Tae-tae was paying attention to the steps of Baek Ryong Sang-dan, who went to save Seo-in Yoon. The rumors heard were all about Jinmuwon.
His actions were truly incredibly disruptive.
It was not enough to win the battle against Mujin, the leader of the communist group, and in Okgye, he boasted tremendous dignity in the gap between the hegemony and the enormous power of Milya.
So, the nickname attached is the book sword.
It was a tremendous special issue that couldn’t be seen as Kangho’s new warrior. Jinmu-won was the first to make such an unprecedented move since the freshwater stream, which made the Kang-ho under the nickname of Changcheon Goseong.
Rather, Roh Tae-tae rated Jinmuwon higher than Freshwater Stream.
If the freshwater stream has built a reputation for being simply a white non-dance, it is because Jin Muwon has gained fame in the fierce battlefield between life and death.
Roh Tae-tae thought that Kwak Moon-jung grew up following Jin Mu-won. Young boys like Kwak Moon-jung can grow explosively for an instant if given the opportunity. In this case, Jinmuwon seemed to be the trigger.
After Roh Tae-tae nodded to Kwak Moon-jung, he headed for Yongmuseong.
“Thank you for saving the third person safely. I don’t know how to repay all this grace.”
“We just fulfilled the contract. Of course it’s something to do, so you don’t need to be thankful.
“But that’s not the case in my heart.”
“If you want to be grateful, do it to that guy Jinmuwon. His pride hurts, but the placenta of this work is just what he did.”
Yongmuseong scratched his head.
To say this in itself hurts his pride very much. However, I’m speaking honestly because it doesn’t suit my temper to intercept the ball for what I didn’t do.
Roh Tae-tae smiled at Yong Moo-sung’s honest answer.
‘This person is also a person.’
Roh Tae-tae admitted to his business.
“Since Yong Daehyup and Cheolgidang faithfully fulfilled the contract, we will implement the contract as well.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a merchant next to her came with a wooden box.
“This is the most credible continental battlefield slip in Kangho. Check it out.”
“That’s it. We believe in the trust of Baekryongsang.”
Yongmu-seong received the wooden box and handed it over to Jong-ri Mu-hwan, who was next to him.
Inside the wooden box, there was a large amount of money that the public could not dare to imagine. This was enough to achieve the dream of Yongmuseong and Cheolgidang.
Roh Tae-tae said.
“Go inside. We have prepared a feast for you.”
“no. We will leave immediately.”
“Yes? However… … .”
“I am grateful for my heart, but I have to go to Unjungcheon as soon as possible. Sorry.”
Roh Tae-tae was immediately embarrassed by the unexpected rejection of Yong Moo-sung. However, she soon recovered her original expression and took a pimp.
“If so, I will not catch it. By all means, I hope that the Jangdo is finished safely.”
“Thank you, Roh Tae-tae. And… … .”
Yong Moo-sung shut his mouth while trying to say something.
Originally, I was going to talk about Hwang-cheol, but when I thought about it again, I didn’t think there was a need. Both Ja-myeong Yoon and Jin-seong Gong are the ones who confirmed Hwang-cheol’s inadequacy. Even if he doesn’t go ahead, they will tell Roh Tae-tae about Hwang-cheol’s inaction.
From the standpoint of the top Baekryong, it was an unconditional advantage to gain one strong climax and to not let go of the ties with Jinmuwon, who has a fiery reputation.
Roh Tae-tae laughed as if he had guessed what Yong Moo-sung was saying.
“Hwang Bopyo is a valuable family member of our Baekryong Sangdan. We will try our best to avoid any inconvenience in your stay. So you don’t have to worry.”
This is Roh Tae-tae, who knew Hwang-cheol and Kwak Mun-jung much earlier than Yong Mu-seong. Even if he didn’t say anything, there was something he was already thinking about.
Yong Moo-sung took poverty.
“I was worried about it. Then we will go. Please take care of yourself.”
“I wish you luck, Yong Daehyup, and everyone of Cheolgidang.”
Hwang-cheol and Kwak Moon-jeong silently watched Yongmu-seong and Cheolgi-dang go a long way. Kwak Moon-jung clenched his small fist.
Hwang-cheol said, putting his hand on Kwak Moon-jung’s shoulder.
“There is no time. Let’s go to the gym.”
“Yes!”
While coming here, the two of them practiced whenever they had a chance. But time was always short.
Kwak Moon-jung muttered quietly.
“Hyung, wait a bit. I’ll get stronger soon and I’ll go there.”
There was a reason to be strong. I couldn’t spend a moment in vain.
He followed Hwang-cheol to the training center.
Wuhan, Hubei Province, was experiencing the greatest boom in recent years.
This is because numerous unmanned people came in to enter Unjungcheon, and merchants and onlookers from all over Jungwon followed in order to see the unmanned people.
Gaekzan and taverns screamed joyfully with the crowd of customers, and entertainment establishments such as Cheongru and Hongru were also enjoying the best boom. The room quickly ran out, and the street vendors made the best sales every day.
Because of that, the unmanned people and people who entered Wuhan lately couldn’t find a room to stay and rolled their feet. They tried to get a room for even more money, but even that was difficult.
On the other hand, Jinmuwon and the group were able to find accommodation with ease. Kangho’s prestigious families had separate dwellings near Unjungcheon. Dangmun, like other literary groups, had a separate residence in Wuhan.
On the outskirts of Wuhan, on a hill overlooking the promising Yangtze River, there was a small manor. That common manor, without a single signboard, was the place that the people of Tangmun sometimes use when visiting Unjungcheon.
Thanks to the current gate, Jinmuwon and his party were able to stay in the manor of the Dangmun. It was small enough to be embarrassed to call it a manor, but thanks to its comfortable structure and high wall, it was able to be free from the outside gaze.
In the evening, Jin Muwon left the manor alone and walked the infinite streets. Thousands of people were walking through the streets, but no one could recognize Jinmuwon. His fame was piercing the sky, but only a handful of people actually knew his face.
A dynamic yet upbeat atmosphere dominated the streets. Jinmuwon looked at the streets and took steps.
How long would it have been like that? Suddenly, Jin Muwon’s eyes came to mind.
‘Black month.’
The place where his gaze was directed was quite a big clue. Beautifully dressed courtesans were seducing customers by the window, and the sound of women’s laughter was streaming from inside. However, what Jinmuwon saw was not a prostitute, but a small black flag hanging under the window.
If you don’t know it, it looks like it’s just a piece of cloth hanging, but it was a sign of the black moon.
Jinmuwon did not hesitate and went into the kiru. Then the courtesans greeted him with open laughter.
“Ho Ho! Welcome, handsome Confucius.”
“Oh my goodness! Confucius, who has done so much like this, is coming. We are lucky today.”
Even with the fuss of the courtesans, Jin Muwon’s expression remained unchanged. Then the prostitutes became more anxious and hung by his side.
“Do you have any kids you are looking for? Or will I serve you?”
“I am not here to drink.”
“Ho Ho! Then what do you eat without drinking alcohol in Giru?”
“I have come to the Black Moon.”
Instantly, the air in the intestine cooled down. The eyes of the prostitutes who had just laughed and chattered cold.
“Who is Confucius?”
It wasn’t just a prostitute’s eyes. The clear eye light that only a gosu can have stimulated Jinmuwon’s eyes.
“My name is Jinmuwon.”
“A drum sword?”
At the answer of Jin Muwon, a crack broke out in the expression of the courtesan who was only cold.
She asked in a low voice.
“Is it really a small agreement with Jinmuwon?”
“That’s right.”
“If so, follow me.”
As the courtesan walked toward the corridor, he glanced at Jinmuwon.
As Jin Muwon guessed, this was the infinite branch of the Black Moon. Heukwol is a place that you can never use unless you are a leader or elder class. Due to the strict qualifications, it was not possible to enter this place without an object that proves identity or a person vouching for it.
If the procedure was followed, the Jinmuwon also had to prove his identity. However, only a few days ago, an order was issued in the name of Wolju. There was an order to cooperate with the North Sword Jinmuwon, and when the Jinmuwon himself came, it was written to inform the branch manager immediately.
It was the first time in the history of the Black Moon.
‘Is he really the drum sword himself?’
Since the prostitutes are also members of the Black Moon, they knew to some extent about the unmanned man named Jinmuwon. However, this was the first time I had seen it in person, so I wasn’t sure if it was true.
A noble smile came to the mouth of Jin Muwon, who was following the courtesan. It was because it seemed that I could see what she was thinking just by looking at the back of the courtesan.
As she reached the end of the hallway, she carefully knocked on the wall. After tapping twice shortly and twice long, one side of the wall suddenly opened up, revealing a secret space.
Jinmuwon was not surprised because it was a familiar sight, and followed the courtesan into the secret space behind the wall. This was the true base of the Wuhan Branch of the Black Moon. The courtesan took Jinmuwon and went inside for a while. Then a thick iron gate appeared.
As the courtesan knocked on the door, a small window opened to see someone’s eyes. The courtesan said to him in a small voice. After the conversation, the courtesan approached Jinmuwon.
“Please wait. There is a customer who came first.”
“Well!”
Jinmuwon nodded, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. The courtesan looked at Jinmuwon’s appearance with amazement.
In the rumors, Jinmuwon was very terrifying. However, the appearance of Jin Muwon in person was ordinary. Of course, he was handsome like a man, but that wasn’t enough to be called a low-cost handsome man.
‘Isn’t this a man like this a swordsman who has reached its peak?’
I suddenly thought that the rumors were exaggerated.
At that time, the iron door opened with a dull sound, and the passenger who had entered first came out.
He was an old man in his late sixties with a large cloth like rags. There was rice cake on it for how long it hadn’t been rolled around, and the clothes seen through the large fabric were sewn and filled with energy marks.
The old man’s waist was bent and looked like a hunchback. Perhaps that is why he was barely supporting his body with a large cane.
At a moment, Jin Muwon opened his eyes and looked at the old man.
“Clutch! He looks really good.”
The old man laughed, revealing his yellow tooth, and then stepped outside. Jin Moo-won couldn’t take his eyes off the back of the old man who was moving away for a while.
Then the courtesan said.
“Come in, Jin Sohyup.”