Legend of the Northern Blade novel - chapter 157
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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If you define the current Hubei Province, the word storm eye would be the best fit. Numerous Moorim cults entered Wuhan and Unjungcheon. Some even said that a quarter of Kangho Electric Power had gathered here.
Their words were by no means exaggerated. Although the number is small, it is because most of the people gathered here are the elite of each clan or those who have shown prominence in the recent Moorim.
Kangho’s information organizations were moving to identify those who could be said to have gathered together. Among them, there was also a family of assassins called Hwanhwansalmun (幻換殺門).
Like other Salmons, Hwanhwan Salmun was also continuing the name of the munpa through the murder of a contractor. For that reason, he was always on the verge of grasping Kang-ho’s attention-grabbing warriors and peak masters.
For them, the event of picking a horseback from Unjungcheon was an excellent opportunity to grasp Kangho’s new warriors. A directory will be created based on the information obtained here, and it will be useful if they are called for assassination in the future.
Because of the importance of the matter, Go San-wol, the gatekeeper of Hwanhwansalmun, was observing unmanned men who entered Wuhan with a base. Whenever the target of interest came out, the assassins of Hwanhwansalmun watched closely, and they were writing a directory by classifying them according to the level of martial arts.
The nickname of Gosan-wol was Dark Secret Phalaenopsis (暗黑飛蝶). It was a legend of assassins who had been killed one hundred and forty-two times in their lifetime and succeeded. There were more than twenty unmanned men who lost their lives in his hands, and it was known that some of them were also known to have a super high spirited master.
It wasn’t just a legend among assassins, it was also a horror for the Moorim people. Once on the list of Hwanhwansalmun, it was believed that Kangho’s orthodoxy could not exceed three days.
Go San-wol was welcoming an unexpected guest in his residence. An embarrassing light was revealed on his face as he stared at the visitor who suddenly came without notice.
A young unmanned man was sitting across from him. He was well aware of the identity of the young unmanned.
‘The left door of the Samhwan Sword Gate.’
The Samhwan Gate is a prestigious gate in the Shandong area, and its influence was never small. The left Munho was known as a very excellent instrument as a long-term problem for the Samhwan Gate. But that wasn’t that important. This is because it is already understood by Hwanhwansalmun.
What is really embarrassing is that Moon-ho left came to the base of Hwan-Hwan-Salmun. That too, proudly to the front door.
The infinite base of Hwanhwansalmun was a secret. Due to the nature of Salmun, whose main job is to murder by contract, there was no way to leak secrets. Nevertheless, the fact that the left door came exactly meant that the Hwanhwansalmun was exposed to the outside.
‘The base we built this time is a temporary shelter built only ten days ago. Did you understand our trend in that short time?’
In the eyes of Go San-Wol, I instantly thought of living.
He thought about killing Moon-ho left and moving his base. However, Mun-ho left read his thoughts beforehand and spoken out.
“It will be useless.”
“What is it?”
“I mean, even if you kill me and move your base, you’ll find out soon. We have the smartest person in the world, and if it is his ability, it is not a job to understand the movement of Hwanhwansalmun.”
“I’m curious about the group you are talking about.”
His voice drowned in life.
Salmun exerts his greatest power when he hides in the dark and strikes by surprise. From the moment when his face was revealed in Baekju, Salmun was no longer a threat.
Munho left smiled.
It was not he who found the base of Hwanhwansalmun. It was the work of Seo Moon Hye-ryeong. Seo Moon Hye-ryeong was collecting information about Kang-ho’s numerous literary circles, like the smartest woman in the world. Hwanhwansalmun was also one of them.
You may think that Gosanwol Tanae secretly established a base in Wuhan, but in fact, their movements were grasped as if by hand by the information organization Seo Moon Hye-ryeong moved.
Moon-ho left identified the base of Hwanhwansalmun through Hyeryeong Seo, and came to him unexpectedly. Honestly, he was enjoying the view of the embarrassment of Go San-Wol.
“You don’t know if you say it. It’s not a place that has been revealed to the world yet.”
“huh! Is it a secret society?”
“Well, if you have to define it, that’s it. Anyway, our group is already grasping every step of the way.”
“Do you think that you know everything about Hwanhwansalmun just because you only know a temporary base?”
“Okhwa Mountain in Gangseo Province.”
“… … .”
“Isn’t it the home of Hwanhwansalmun?”
Instead of answering, Ko San-wol glared at the left door with frightening eyes. Knowing the hometown of Hwanhwansalmun is because it means that the other person is grasping the trunk of his neck.
Due to the nature of Salmun, whose main job is to murder by contract, there weren’t one or two people who had a grudge against them. Among those with resentment, there were many prestigious names of current Kang-ho. There was a risk that Hwanhwansalmun would perish just by shed a light on them.
Moon-ho left relaxed and leaned back on his chair. It was an action that could be done, knowing that the initiative had already come over to this side.
Go San-wol, who had been staring for a while with a lively gaze, finally opened his mouth.
“What do you want for Hwanhwansalmun?”
“Isn’t it obvious that this is what I want to know?”
“A contract?”
“Please kill one person. Then, I will take care of the convenience of Hwanhwansalmun’s activities.”
“Well!”
Munho left laughed.
He knew that Ko San-wol would never refuse his offer.
“Who is the contract?”
“Jimmuwon.”
“A drum sword?”
The eyebrows of Go San-wol wriggled.
Jinmuwon opened his eyes, which had been closed for a while.
Ha Jin-Wol approached as if he had waited as he brushed off the dust from his clothes and got up from his seat.
“Is there any enlightenment all night?”
Jinmuwon shook his head.
“then?”
“I just organized my thoughts a little bit.”
“So was it organized?”
“At least it doesn’t seem dizzy.”
“Hmm! Feel so good.”
Anything will work when it reaches the ultimate.
Since he reached the ultimate in learning, Ha Jin-wol was able to guess what Jin Muwon was saying without difficulty.
“What about the others?”
“Ryusan went into the training room saying that he would dance.”
“military exercise?”
“It looks like you’ve been stimulated. Let it go. I think I’ll be stuck in a training field today.”
Ha Jin-wol laughed.
Jinmuwon won’t know. Myeongryusan was stimulated by his haze.
“Then, what about the party?”
“My brother said he had someone to meet and went out with Miryeo. And I’m planning to go outside now. If you don’t have anything, let’s go out together.”
“Okay.”
Jinmuwon nodded.
The two left the manor and headed for Wuhan.
Ha Jin-wol recklessly took a step, and Jin Mu-won did not ask where he was going. The place where Ha Jin-wol was headed was a slum outside of Wuhan.
“Do you know anyone here?”
“Huh! I know when I go.”
Jinmuwon frowned at Ha Jinwol’s vague words. But I didn’t ask any more because I know well that Jin-Wol Ha won’t answer.
The place where Ha Jin-Wol arrived by turning around the alley was a small old bookstore in a slum.
‘An old bookstore?’
A light of suspicion floated in Jin Muwon’s eyes.
The slums and old bookstores are a mismatch. This is because the poor who are busy earning and living a day can’t even come to the old bookstore, and there are no more larvae who want to buy books to go to these slums.
Ha Jin-wol went to the old bookstore without explaining the katabuta.
When I entered the old bookstore, the smell of a sticky book stabbed my nose. Jin-Wol Ha smiled at the smell that can only be felt in old books.
The clerk of the old bookstore, who had been organizing books for a while, looked at Ha Jin-Wol with puzzled eyes.
“How did you get here?”
“Why would you come to the bookstore to buy a book?”
“Yes, but… … .”
While answering, the clerk couldn’t resolve his suspicious expression.
This is a slum. Ordinary people and larvae never enter the slums to buy books. Moreover, Ha Jin-wol’s clothes didn’t go well with the slums. The incongruity caused the clerk to question.
“I will buy a few books later when I go out. Please call the owner before that.”
“The master adult?”
“Yes, if you say that the tricephalus has come, you will know.
The clerk, who looked at it with a suspicious gaze for a moment, ran inward. And after a while, a middle-aged mun, who looks like Ha Jin-wol and the same age, walked out with a dissatisfied expression.
Munsa paused and looked at Ha Jin-Wol with his distant eyes. Then Ha Jin-wol smiled and opened his mouth.
“It’s been a while, big and small.”
“What are you doing here, Jinwol?”
“It looks like you’re not happy with a friend you’ve seen in a long time.”
“It’s a shit and a good harvest. Don’t be bullshit and tell me what you’re doing.”
The words were so blunt, but the middle-aged men’s eyes were smiling. Ha Jin-wol was also smiling.
The two people, who looked at each other for a moment, burst into laughter at the same time.
“Wow haha! How have you been? Are you still doing that crazy thing?”
“Are you still buried in a musty book?”
The two hugged each other.
A middle-aged man who had been sharing Ha Jin-wol with Hae-hu for a while, looked at Jin Mu-won, standing far from one side. Then Ha Jin-wol introduced Jin Mu-won.
“You must have heard it at least once, right? It’s called Jinmuwon.”
“A drum sword?”
“That’s right.”
Middle-aged men’s eyes shone with curiosity.
Jinmuwon took gunmanship against him.
“I’m called Jinmuwon.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m called Jangdaeso. I’m alumni with this damn guy. Now, as you can see, it inherits the family business and runs an old bookstore.”
Unlike her first impression, Jang Dae-so smiled warmly.
He left the old bookstore to the clerk and grabbed the hands of Jinmuwon and Ha Jinwol. The place where he took the two was in the basement of an old bookstore.
As soon as he entered the basement of the old bookstore, Jinmuwon couldn’t shut his mouth in surprise. This is because he was greeted by a vast space that could not be thought of as the basement of a small old bookstore.
The vast underground space was filled with bookshelves, and each bookshelf had a huge amount of books.
Ha Jin-Wol looked around the underground space and made an embarrassing expression.
“Coming here reminds me of the old. When I was young, I ate and slept here at all.”
“Do you remember how much I was cursed by my father for you? There are so many books that I have been collecting from generation to generation to imitate you, and why not read them so much was compared to me.”
“Is that so?”
“That’s why I hated you so much when I was younger. Such a smart guy reads the book to die, so he must have the skills to suffer.”
The ancestors of Jang Dae-so have been running an old bookstore here for generations. They randomly collected old books and kept them in the underground space here. There were over 100,000 books collected in this way.
The products of history, culture, and knowledge of at least hundreds of years have been gathered here. This place was like a dream utopia that all the larvae in the world want.
As a child, Ha Jin-wol read books while eating and sleeping here. Much of his vast knowledge was systematically established here.
Ha Jin-Wol muttered while pulling out a book on the shelf.
“This is the origin of my everything.”
“What happened? I heard you’re doing crazy things in Yunnan, have you come to my senses now?”
“When did I go crazy?”
“huh! When has you ever been sane?”
Jin Muwon silently listened to the conversation between the two.
It is a combination of Ha Jin-Wol, who is proud of being the smartest brain in the world, and the owner of an old old bookstore. Still, oddly enough, the two people looked strangely in harmony.
“But what are you doing here? You probably didn’t come to ask me how to say hello.”
“The strategic map of Hubei Province centered on Wuhan, the construction plan of Unjungcheon, and the major personnel related materials of the Bukcheonmun 10 years ago.”
“then?”
“Now try to set the day for the world.”
Ha Jin-wol smiled.