Episode 194 Back
to hometown (6)
Half a day later.
“Huh, hasn’t it been a while since you came to this person’s residence?”
“exactly?”
“I’ve been wishing for it lately. “I think it’s the last time before the Tang Demon Slayer Army sets out.”
“Be careful to forget little things quickly.”
You’re still so picky.
Moyong-gun smiled. The harsh nature of the party was actually a source of vitality for Mr. Moyong. This is because although the party clearly has considerable wisdom and coping skills, it did not try to hide itself.
To Prince Moyong, who spent his entire life hiding and setting traps to lure his enemies, Tang Gwan, who rose to the top of a family with an honest and arrogant personality, was quite a mysterious human being.
“Now, have a drink. “It’s Yongjeong.”
The official asked as he took the glass.
“You said there wasn’t much left.”
“Hehe, this tea is only served to precious guests. “I personally don’t enjoy it.”
“If you are a distinguished guest, are you talking about Zhuge Wenhu?”
Zhuge Munho.
He is not the head of the Zhuge family or the Zhuge soldier, but the Zhuge scholar. The arrogance of the party remained.
Mo Yong nodded his head.
“Of course, the head of the Zhuge family is also an honored guest.”
I admit it honestly. The official, who was quietly watching Prince Moyong, took a sip of tea.
“Was this discussed in advance?”
It was a random question, but Moyong understood what he said right away.
“You mean this Yangcheon case?”
“exactly.”
“Not long ago, the Zhuge family and the Yan family came to visit this person. “I want to investigate Yangcheon, but I need your help on how I can get there without getting caught.”
“So you told me?”
“exactly.”
“why? Do you now feel like making peace with them?”
It’s definitely unexpected.
Is it because my personality is different? Or is it because the chaos we went through was different?
I never thought I would react so sharply to this part. He was truly a person who gave me vitality in many ways.
“Reconcile… What if we reconcile? “I think catching them off guard and then striking them in the back in a flashy way is a good way to do it.”
Prince Moyong licked his appetite and continued speaking.
“Well, I don’t know if they will let down their guard when they see me like this. “If anything, the more I doubted, the more I doubted.”
The gaze of the party official, which was as harsh as Hak Jeong-hong and as sharp as Heavy Rain Lee Hwa-chim, softened little by little.
“You weren’t trying to join hands with them?”
“They are not a people that I would catch if I stretched out my hand.”
“I fully understand what you said, but for the sake of a smoother conversation, I would like you to give me an intuitive answer.”
Moyong-gun smiled.
“I didn’t hold your hand. “They are nothing more or less than people I need to defeat or scapegoats for my greed for power.”
The official nodded.
“I understand that this is a temporary period of holding hands.”
“That’s correct.”
The official drank tea again. The heavy yet refreshing scent relaxed my mind and body.
“But is he that dangerous?”
“You mean Yangcheon?”
“exactly.”
“How can someone who knows say such a thing? The Thirteen Saints are all monsters who have broken the limits of humanity. And Yang Cheon is the strongest fighter who holds one of the thirteen seats.”
“I don’t know that. However, force and resourcefulness are not separate issues.”
Prince Moyong said in a bitter voice.
“Actually, I also thought Yang Cheon was a robber who was only good at fighting. “Until I receive a report on it.”
“Do you mean someone with brains?”
“I don’t know if he’s a monster, but at least he doesn’t seem like a great person worth dealing with.”
The official’s eyes calmed down.
Are you not the person to deal with? The fact that such words came out of Moyonggun’s mouth meant that the other person was truly unusual.
So far, only two people have evaluated Moyong as a monster. However, those two were just young people full of potential, not perfect talents. It really isn’t a disaster that can’t be handled.
In other words, it can be said that Prince Moyong’s evaluation of Yangcheon is extremely high.
“Is that why you came forward?”
“hmm?”
“So you negotiated with them to let you take charge of this operation?”
Moyong-gun chuckled.
“It’s not that we didn’t have any intention of negotiating, but they were the ones who proposed first.”
The official frowned.
“From Zhuge Wenhu’s side?”
“exactly.”
“What kind of plan does that fox-like b*stard have?”
“There is no plan. “Just this time.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because no one would be bold enough to play around with such a serious issue.”
“Hmm, then on the other hand, Zhuge Wenho’s side may be suspicious of you to some extent.”
In the eyes of the party, Mr. Moyong was a person who could be bold enough if necessary.
Prince Moyong shook his head.
“I won’t take away the suspicion, but this time, they too will believe in this person. So, he must have come to see you in person.”
“why?”
“Jegal Gaju, that’s because he understands me to some extent.”
“Is Yang Cheon really that scary?”
Frost appeared on Prince Moyong’s face.
It was a rare expression. Prince Moyong was truly nervous.
“In fact, it is a hundred times more difficult to calm down quick-witted cats than to control a pride of proud lions. But Yangcheon did it.”
“Unity of black people.”
“As Zhuge Gaju said during the meeting earlier, we are one step below the Black Island in terms of intelligence power. “But there is a reason why I didn’t pay attention to it until now.”
“Is it because they didn’t stick together?”
“That’s correct.”
Mo Yong-gun’s eyes sparkled.
“It doesn’t matter whether Yang Chen did it alone or with someone’s help. “What is important is the fact that the deadly sword that cast snow across the central plains was placed in Yang Chen’s hands.”
“hmm.”
“They say seeing is worth seeing, but I don’t trust this guy named Yang Cheon. To put it bluntly, he is not a great person worth holding hands with. In other words, to me, he is like a bomb who cannot be an ally.”
The corner of the official’s mouth rose.
“It means we have no choice but to put up a united front.”
“I think so.”
Moyong-gun chuckled.
“Power is a monster. “If you give it food and comfort it every time, you can raise its power like a dog, but if you ask it to do something here and there, from then on, even the owner will see it as prey.”
“….”
“Even if Yang Chen is a useful person, I have no intention of joining hands with him. why? “The moment I hold hands with him, it’s clear that the b*stard of power I want to cultivate will go crazy.”
“It’s power….”
“I want to be a person who controls power, but I don’t want to become a slave to power and remain an ugly, greedy person.”
Like so many powerful people throughout history?
The officer did not bother to spit out the words that were in his throat. Now was not the time to be sarcastic, as was my habit.
The official who was looking at Moyong-gun looked out the window and said,
“They were satisfied.”
“hmm?”
“A public ambassador. “I was so happy to see you and that kid Yeonhojeong laughing and talking.”
Moyong-gun chuckled.
“Did you know?”
“A public ambassador is the same as the chairman of a public meeting. “It must have been disgusting to see the ghosts struggling for power with the human who was the leader in the absence of a master.”
He’s a sharp guy. Much more than you think.
Prince Moyong shook his head.
“One day, he came to me, gave me a warning, and then left. “I answered yes and sent it back.”
“You only believe in the status of Taishan North Tower and are making a fool of yourself about installing it. “It doesn’t seem like anything good will come of dealing with you for a long time.”
“That is correct. A public ambassador is a sword without a handle. “There is no one to hold it or attach a handle to it.”
“Because it’s Shaolin?”
“Because it’s Shaolin.”
Moyong-gun drank the tea.
“Anyway, my problem aside, what about you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean Yeonhojeong. “Except for the skills of a Tang family craftsman that he asked you to use.”
The official said with a worried expression.
“I came yesterday.”
“hmm?”
“The item sent from my home has arrived. “A gift to give to that damn b*stard and the army of death.”
* * *
Several carriages entered Pagungak.
“Hmm.”
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking at the items piled up in the cart, smiled with satisfaction.
“good. As expected, it is the best product.”
Yeonwi asked.
“Did it come from the Tang family?”
“That’s right.”
“I guess I’ll see you sometime.”
There was surprise in Yeonwi’s eyes as he lifted the ink-colored round steel plate.
“That’s amazing.”
“Is that so?”
“I can’t believe that perpetual ink iron can be processed so gently. “They say that the skills of Tang family craftsmen are world-class, but there was no exaggeration in that statement.”
“Besides, look at the weight of this. “We made it as lightweight as possible while maintaining strength.”
“Is it alloy?”
“I guess so.”
Yeonwi stuck out her tongue.
“Light armor that the entire Mortal Army can wear.”
It is natural that light armor requires much less iron than heavy armor. In addition, in normal cases, light armor was often made of metal over layers of leather or cloth.
However, the light armor carried on the cart was different. The breastplate, nasal armor, shoulder armor, and gaiters were all made of a Tangga secret alloy made mainly of perpetual ink iron.
It is light armor for use against martial arts people, maintaining the highest strength and reducing the weight. It did not restrict movement and was light in weight, so it was perfect for use by the agile warriors.
Mukbi’s eyes sparkled.
“I guess all I need is a breastplate and pauldrons?”
“no. “Keep it all full.”
“Do we really have to do that?”
Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.
“I think it’s best to wear it as long as it’s not too heavy.”
“why?”
“It is because of a sense of belonging that the military and each religious sect mass produce uniforms and uniform weapons. In addition, if training is good enough and morale is high, group cohesion also increases.”
“Group cohesion…”
Yeonwi nodded.
“Hojeong is right. The Immortal Army is a military group made up of descendants of the Nine Great Gates and the Sixth Generation. “Although they follow the instructions of the military commander, Gojeong, there are probably quite a few who still think of their affiliation as Jafar, not the Mortal Army.”
“That’s right. And from now on, I think we need to pay more attention to our titles. Armor and title exclusively for the Mortal Army. Just that small change can make you stronger.”
“Good idea.”
Mukbi tilted his head. It was still difficult to understand.
Yeon Ho-jeong said to Muk-bi.
“You have to do it.”
“yes?”
“You have to train them when I’m away.”
Mukbi’s eyes widened.
“My me?”
“I’ll tell you the training schedule and intensity. However, you will have to adjust the gradual increase in intensity or appropriate rest on your own.”
“I… am good at that kind of thing….”
“Do it even if you don’t have confidence. You are the commander of the Mortal Army. “When I’m not around, you are the leader of the Mortal Army.”
“Ugh.”
“Let me tell you one thing. “A leader can understand the feelings of his subordinates, but he must not pay attention to them.”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“I know you are capable enough. “Believe in yourself and lead boldly.”
“Cough.”
Yeonwi asked.
“Anyway, there are about five days left until the expedition. Is there anything you can prepare in those days? If so, tell me. Abby will help you.”
“It’s okay. I think I just need to take good care of my body.”
“Is that so?”
“yes. However…”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked towards the west in the distance.
Murimmaeng Naejeong, with countless pavilions lined up beyond the wall.
Among them, the place where his consciousness was directed was Tangga.
“I think I’d like to take just one more person.”
