Login Murim Episode 984
The proverb that a horse without feet travels a thousand miles is wrong. You can travel 10,000 miles, or even farther, in the blink of an eye.
The series of events that took place in the north spread surprisingly quickly and endlessly.
From mouth to mouth, with the flapping wings of messengers, the horse’s hooves running powerfully along the busy whips of messengers.
And the aftermath of the revealed truth was soon enough to shake the entire reinforcements.
“How can the Moyong family…!”
“Nonsense. “That can’t be possible!” The first emotion expressed by the martial arts people upon hearing the news was disbelief. It was natural.
The identity of the traitors revealed to the world was not a group rooted in Sima’s external path like the Yangtze River League or the Green Lim League, but the Mo Yong Family.
A member of the five great families of the world.
Although it is located at the end of the north, it is a literal bookstore (world family) whose reputation extends beyond the vast land of Liaoning to the central plains.
However, it was said that the Mo Yong family joined hands with Amcheon.
It was not even the work of a few subversive elements, but most of the family members, including the head of the family, Mo Yongbaek.
Therefore, the shock that people received when they heard this incredible news was indescribable.
“The head of the family, Lee Ryong Shin-chang (端龍神槍), is a person who made a remarkable contribution in the Battle of Jeongma. What on earth is the reason for him, the Mo Yong family…
But the disbelief they felt was only momentary.
Opening, Haomen, Huashanpa and Hebei Feng family.
And this was because the Murim Alliance, which can be said to be the center of the world’s martial arts world, officially revealed that everything was without a single lie.
Even the giants outside the martial arts world that existed but were as if they did not exist.
“Open the way!”
There were at least a few dozen or as many as hundreds of government soldiers moving around in groups.
They spent the day leaning against the window with languid faces in the extended peace. Armed to the teeth, they looked in all directions with sharp eyes through their helmets and carried out the orders given to them.
“Hello, what’s going on?”
“well. Do you have any idea? However, looking at the ominous atmosphere, I think it might be a problem related to some kind of incident that occurred in the capital city recently.”
“Oh, I heard that news too. Are you sure you’re talking about those people who are going to kill Dark Heaven or something? I heard from an acquaintance of the martial arts people that they have started a riot again…
It didn’t just happen in one place.
People who saw the sudden change in the appearance of the soldiers gathered together, feeling both bewilderment and tension.
And soon, we were able to check the contents of the rooms (榜) that the government soldiers had posted everywhere and left.
[I speak to all the world and all the people.]
The first sentence of the proclamation, written in one stroke by the writers of each department, began like this, and the voices of the Confucian students who stepped forward as if pushed by the gaze of the numerous crowds trembled slightly as time passed.
“······Well, I would like to punish the group of traitors called Amcheon along with the military officers who do not belong to the government. This is my will and a revelation from heaven. ”
Even after finishing the fairly long recitation, the hall was extremely quiet.
Those who understood the meaning of this sudden proclamation widened their eyes like the Confucian students, while the villagers who did not understand rolled their eyes here and there and whispered in low voices.
“What does that mean?”
“I don’t know either. “Mubu, who does not belong to the government, seems to be referring to the Martial people… but they wrote it down in such a grandiose way that it should just be conveyed in an easy-to-understand manner.” A life where you earn a day and eat a day.
Since they were born, the only things they learned were physical skills and honesty. Unlike their always light pockets, their shoulders were very heavy. How could they have read the lines properly?
However, those who could not endure silence and ignorance existed everywhere.
“This is an imperial decree given by His Majesty himself. At the same time that he defined the group of Amcheon as traitors, he gave a heavenly order to all the people to join forces with the martial arts people of Gangho and punish them.”
Only then did people’s eyes turn downward.
Underneath the tiny letters, a clearly stamped seal was visible.
It has the traces of a royal seal that countless people have never seen before, and is only allowed to one being in this vast world of Savior.
Even the darkest of eyes can tell at a glance that something is out of the ordinary.
“The matter is more serious than expected. “You even have to borrow the spear knives of powerful people to use them.”
At those words that the young Confucian student blurted out, someone else sighed as if sighing.
“I’ve heard a lot of rumors about Dark Stream, but even so, I never thought it would be like this.”
The first people to hear information from all over the world are the martial people and merchants.
The reality was that people in other areas did not pay much attention unless they had special connections, and even if something happened, they did not have much concern.
It is a great kingdom built on a solid rock.
The numerous purges and rebellions by local warlords that followed immediately after the founding of the nation have long since ended.
As time passed, the world became stable, and even during the tribulation of 50 years ago, which the martial people called the Battle of Jeongma, there was little damage to the sheep people.
reason?
It was simple.
Even the fanatics beyond the west, who had the eerie name of Demon Cult, were afraid of the Great Power’s participation in the war.
Because I wanted it to be seen as just a power struggle between strong people.
but······.
“This time it will be different. As always.”
When the head of Shaolin Temple, who was compared to the living Buddha, went into nirvana and the temple grounds, which had been filled with the peaceful sound of mokkak, were stained with blood, none of them felt anything more than pity.
It was the same even when I heard the news that the Taoist monks of Cheongseong and Ami, who were like immortals, had fallen, and that Sacheondangmun, known in the world as a vicious group of people, had suffered severe damage.
Because that is the martial arts that everyone knows.
In that cruel forest where spears are rampant instead of green vegetation, both a monk and a Taoist monk could die at any time.
No, there was another main reason why they watched the situation without much worry.
‘No matter what, they’re trying to do something to us.’
The world we live in, the fences were different.
The people just watched the Murim people fighting a fierce battle in their own territory, relying on the fence of the great nation.
Sometimes, he felt sorry for the unlucky civilians who were caught up in the affairs of the martial arts and were sacrificed, but that was about it.
Even if a fire breaks out hundreds of miles away, the heat does not reach everyone.
The people’s emotions and interests burned hot for a moment, but then cooled down quickly.
It’s only a small number of damages compared to the total, and they can face my work unharmed.
Because they had a large and strong fence called the Great Power.
But that firm belief was falling apart at this very moment.
“Now, wait a minute. It’s better. If so, is it possible that what you are saying just now…
gulp.
On behalf of Chonro, who could not bear to continue speaking and only swallowed dry saliva, an old Confucian scholar opened his mouth.
I didn’t want to believe anyone or listen to anyone.
But the reality that we have no choice but to face
“okay. “That is exactly what you think.”
A sigh that comes out softly.
The old Confucian student suddenly looked down at his wrinkled hands, which were etched with traces of time.
Reminiscing about the past, when it was once white and smooth.
I think back to that chaotic time when I was young, and although I had many possibilities, I was blocked by the never-ending turbulent times and could not move forward. He continued speaking slowly.
1’The war has already begun.’
Someone gritted his teeth and clenched his fist. Another eye closed tightly.
Silent astonishment became a wave and swept through the crowd.
The two words ‘war’ were spread everywhere through wide-open eyes and gaping lips.
On the wide boulevards and narrow, dark alleys, I followed the footsteps of someone who was busy spreading this incredible news.
War.
The flames of a great war that will burn everything.
At that moment, the old Confucian saw.
Finally, the darkness that had been dormant for a long time awakens and turns everyone’s faces dark.
And suddenly, I silently pondered in my mind the unfamiliar name that appeared on the proclamation with the heavenly name written on it.
Jin Tae-kyung of Taewonjinga. No, Jin Tae-kyung after Sangsan (上LU候).
He is the person who prevented this treason and rose to the position of a great prince despite his young age and status as a martial artist.
‘Although I am not clear about Kangho’s situation… one thing is certain.’
An old Confucian student who had once served in government office was able to guess well.
The future awaits that young martial artist who has achieved something unprecedented, and has never been done before.
‘I don’t know who it is, but please move forward with all your might. ‘Even if it’s for the sake of this country beyond the martial arts world where you originally lived.’
With words that could not be reached, the old Confucian bowed towards the proclamation.
First, towards the Emperor who is looking down on everything from the distant ecliptic.
Secondly, we will save the countless heroic spirits who will fall and shed blood to protect this world.
Lastly, to the new emperor who stands tall at the center of the martial arts world with a solemn royal command.
The old Confucian scholar continued to bow.
Even in front of people’s eyes, just remain silent and do your best with the utmost courtesy and sincerity that you can do right now.
And in a narrow canyon thousands of miles away, a bright yellow soup
Flowers were coloring everywhere.
I have only heard of Chongyang Festival a few times, but I don’t know much more than that.
As a native Korean, I always celebrated national holidays such as Lunar New Year and Chuseok, but I didn’t have enough time to pay attention to the customs of people on the continent.
But today, I also picked chrysanthemums, following the custom of the Chongyang Festival.
Holding on to the bright yellow beauty that was overflowing, she awkwardly carried the pouch containing the cornelian cherry to her side.
Because it was a courtesy to those who left without being able to celebrate the Chongyang Festival.
Because we had to put their sacrifices behind us and keep moving forward.
Left child 0｝Ah.
The wind that blew from far away shook the chrysanthemums in my arms.
At the strong whistling that suddenly came and grabbed my hand, several flower petals, big and small, pretended not to be able to resist and followed the wind.
And soon, it turned into a rain of flowers and fluttered around.
In the distant past, those who lived on this land swam with the wind along a place they named Palcheonhyeok (Acheonhyeok).
‘ah.’
I swallowed the exclamation that was about to escape without my knowledge.
It was a beautiful, yet extremely sad sight at the same time.
Because it was a feeling that not only me, but tens of thousands of people filling the Palcheon Gorge were feeling together.
Looking at the rain of bright yellow flowers, I suddenly thought.
Even at this moment, the things that are following the wind and flying far away are flower petals. Or is it their souls who were willing to give up their lives to protect what was precious?
There was no set correct answer. There was no reason to look for an answer.
You just believe what you want to believe. I will always come back to this place today and just remember them.
Each in their own way.
With laughter. With chrysanthemum and cornelian cherry.
or······.
With tears.
Fighting. Patter.
Senses that go far beyond human limits sometimes convey information we do not want to know.
For example, like tears soaking the leather shoes of a man trembling slightly with his head down.
No, like rainwater.
‘Yes, something like that.’
I quietly looked up at the sky.
I couldn’t bear to see Jin Wi-kyung like that, Lee So-wol and countless other people shedding tears silently over the death of her uncle, who had been her strongest supporter.
Left ahhh.
The wind blows again.
A rain of flowers rises high and falls, enveloping everyone as if comforting them.
However, under the clearer sky than ever, countless raindrops continued to fall.
The Chongyang Festival has passed, but the chrysanthemums have not withered.
Those who left, those who remained.
I know that we are all in this together.
The road ahead has become wider and brighter thanks to these people.
Tiring.
A clear bell rang out across the sky mixed with flower rain.
