Login Murim Episode 1004
Everything in the world has its own atmosphere.
A unique feeling that resides not only in a person, but also in a place or object. Ordinary commoners experience considerable difficulty in clearly judging the atmosphere, but warriors who have maximized their five senses through life-threatening fights and rigorous training are different.
At this moment, like Jeokcheongang looking at me with calm eyes.
‘why?’
But before I could ask anything, the question that came to my mind quickly disappeared.
The closer I got to the ocher-colored fortress wall standing tall in the center of the empty plain, the more I was able to share the same sensation as the Jeokcheon River.
“hmm.”
A low, droning sound coming from not far away.
I turned my head and made eye contact with the Wind Cloud Swordman who was staring at me.
“Did you feel it too?”
“yes.”
I nodded toward the Wind Cloud Sword Army and added while gazing at the castle wall that was rapidly approaching along with the horse’s galloping hooves.
“It’s quiet. “To the point where it’s too much.”
There is poison hidden in anything in excess.
That was the exhilarating atmosphere in the small town, which has now grown to about a hundred villages.
As in any other place, the flag of a great country flutters from the castle wall and the iron gate is tightly closed beneath it.
However, aside from the unusually desolate surroundings, the most important thing was missing.
‘person.’
The civilians do not only live within the castle. There are people working outside in the fields, and there are also pedestrians walking down the street.
However, even though the sun had not yet set, there were few people.
No, not a single person was visible right away.
Since there are no people, there is no sound, which makes it even more eerie.
It wasn’t the Wind Cloud Blade that wouldn’t have noticed that fact. A voice that became even heavier came out between his lips.
“Do you think it could be a trap?” I was silent for a moment.
According to the information provided by Hao Mun-do sent by Wol-hwa, the Murim Alliance’s surveillance network was already well-established in the western area.
But how could they not have known that when a city, not even a small village, was occupied?
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‘It’s bitchy, but that’s it.’
Outwardly, there were no traces of battle anywhere, and not even a hint of the scent of blood could be felt in the wind that permeated my nostrils.
How much flesh and bone have you burned so far?
The thick, sticky stench of blood cannot disappear in just a day or two.
Even more so when you consider the countless amounts of blood that would have been shed in the process of taking over a city.
‘It’s not a trap.’
And then, after a short period of thought, I came to a conclusion. One word from Sima Piao, who increased his speaking speed and came closer, confirmed my guess.
“It doesn’t matter if we continue like this. “Nothing will happen anyway.” A calm voice and eyes. Seeing that guy like that, a thought suddenly crossed my mind.
“if?”
“okay. “It looks like they’ve prepared a pretty grand welcome.”
Right at that moment.
Googoo googung.
A dozen doors away, a tightly closed iron door began to slowly open.
And through the gap created by the huge piece of iron weighing more than 1,000 pounds, a middle-aged man with a cold expression appeared.
He has a slim yet strong physique and jet black hair that is neatly trimmed without any graying despite his old age.
His appearance reminded me of a black leopard, and the nickname and name of someone I had only heard of passed through my mind like a thunderbolt.
‘Black Night King (Black Night King) Sima Gong.’
He is the master of the Black Dragon Demon Gate, which is said to be on par with the giants of the four factions, the Yangtze River and Nokrimmaeng, and another loser who divides Gansu Castle along with the Gongdong faction.
But I saw it at the same time as I realized it.
As the father’s figure approaches, the son’s eyes sink deeper for some reason.
“Murim Malhak Sima Gong, I meet you, Senior Lu.”
The first greeting that Sima Ma-gong gave to Jeokcheon-gang was beyond polite and was a bit over the top.
This was especially true considering his position in Moorim and his considerable seniority.
Of course, Jeokcheongang didn’t pay any attention.
“Sounds like a martial arts crane.”
He snorted so hard that he was worried that snot might fly out, then looked at Lord Sima and continued speaking.
“Are you so anxious to act young, or do you want to become younger?”
Sima Gong, who withdrew his gun and straightened his back, answered.
“I didn’t mean it that way, but if I were to be embarrassed and say it, I would have to say it’s both.”
“Your shiny tongue is still the same.”
“It seems like you are still the same. Even though his appearance has changed a lot.”
“Even if the shell changes, the core remains the same. In that sense, you have become quite grandiose.”
Jeokcheongang suddenly stopped talking and slowly looked around.
To be exact, about 1,000 swordsmen filled the streets and near the castle gate, with not a single rat in sight, let alone the civilians.
And none of us knew that they, dressed in pitch-black military uniforms, were disciples of the Black Dragon Demon Gate.
“You brought a lot. “It’s quite a sight to see them running around like a pack of dogs.”
Jeokcheongang’s eyes and voice were full of displeasure.
Although it is the Yeolhwamun that has followed the path of a political faction for the past 300 years since its opening, its essence is a little closer to a political faction if we are to be honest.
On the other hand, Sima Gong, the King of the Dark Night, and the Black Dragon Demon Gate led by him are the ones who inherited the orthodox tradition of Sima Ma’s Way.
Moreover, judging from the stories I have heard several times during our time together, Jeok Cheon-gang’s evaluation of Sima Gong has not been very good since the time of the Battle of Jeongma.
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“It happened because things have been unusual lately.”
“So, in such an unusual situation, you even emptied the door and came rushing in here? “Even bothering innocent civilians.”
“There seems to be a misunderstanding. Even if this much of the troops escaped, the main defense was thorough, and the civilians just stayed away based on their own thoughts. “If they felt afraid because of us, it would be inevitable… but wouldn’t that be necessarily a bad thing?”
“what?”
The moment Jeok Cheon-gang narrowed his eyebrows, Sima Gong continued speaking with a soft smile that did not match his cold appearance.
“I don’t mean to be rude to my senior. However, since the civilians will also feel a greater sense of crisis under this threat, I am only saying this in the sense that this is also a way to save their lives.”
At this point, I had no choice but to admit one thing.
Interested, eloquent.
He is very good at packaging wordplay or sophistry in a plausible way, and knows how to calm the other person’s mood with an appropriate attitude and laughter.
In addition, he possessed martial arts skills comparable to those of the two leaders of Yanggang and Nokrim, and this must have been the biggest reason for the current Black Dragon Demon Gate to exist.
‘Is it because they are rich? There is definitely a resemblance in this aspect. That’s exactly what I did when I first met Sima Pyo.’
Of course, that is a thing of the past.
Even when we first met, Sama Pyo showed a sly manner and attitude, but the longer we spent together, the more I realized that he was not that talkative.
‘Was it a lesson you received from your father to be different on the outside and the inside?’
With that thought in mind, it was a time when I looked at the father and son in turn. The gaze of Sima Gong and I met in the air.
“Oh my, it’s that young man. “Record of Cheongo that Seonbae took in as a disciple (奇才) A.”
Although the voice is directed towards the Jeokcheon River, the sparkling eyes are different.
It’s already too late to pretend not to notice and avoid eye contact.
When I glanced at Jeokcheongang next to me, he frowned and looked at Sima Gong, then nodded.
“I am Jin Tae-gyeong of Taewon Jinga.” “know. How could I not know? “Your reputation is already so high that there is no one here in Gansu who doesn’t know about it.”
Whenever I meet someone in the martial arts world, it is an obvious show of courtesy and ostentation that is always exchanged, but when the other person smiles and says this, I also have to give a corresponding answer.
Moreover, aside from the fact that he is an ally on the same side, the man in front of him is Sima Pyo’s father.
“That’s too much praise. “I, too, had heard of Sima Daxia’s prestige.” At the polite answer given with Po Quan, Sima Gong smiled and looked at Jeok Cheon-gang.
“This is surprising. I thought you didn’t think very favorably of me for a long time.
“Don’t you think it’s good? “What about you, Nobu?”
14Isn’t it?”
“Of course not.”
Well, no matter how bad you are, you can’t spit on a smiling face.
At that moment when I smiled happily at Sima Gong, as if asking him to look at it, Jeok Cheon-gang spoke.
“It’s not that I don’t look at it very favorably, I just don’t like it very much.”
“I was talking behind Grassi’s back.”
“Jin Tae-kyung, that guy is lying without even putting saliva on his lips. What kind of name is he talking about eating Gaedong Ssam…
Whoosh, whoosh!
“Kwaaaaaak!”
The moment when, following the slight porous sound, someone’s scream came out of nowhere and engulfed the voice of Jeokcheon River.
Cha cha cha chang!
At the same time, dazzling sword lights erupted from all directions and shouts poured out. “Ready for battle!”
“Black Dragon Demon Gate, prepare for enemy attacks!” “I command you in the name of Jang Mun-in! Jongnam’s disciples are going to have a physical examination right away… But what are you doing now?”
When Pungwoongeomgun, who was ordering his disciples to conduct a medical examination, blurted out his words as if it were absurd, the attention of the audience, who only then noticed something strange, followed Pungungeomgun and focused on one person.
The ugly guy fell from the saddle with a thunderous scream.
No, towards Hyuk Moo-jin.
“Mr. Oh, what is this…? Shinhyeong, who was groaning and staggering to his feet, froze like a stone statue.
In the midst of countless gazes pouring down like spotlights, Hyuk Mu-jin, who had been silent and blinking, belatedly noticed me and blinked.
“Captain. “It’s the leader’s doing.”
People’s gaze moves naturally.
Among them, I opened my mouth as calmly as I could when I saw Sima Gong’s eyes staring at me intently.
“Don’t misunderstand. “I don’t know much about this person.”
Sima Gong asked Hyuk Mu-jin. “Who are you? “He doesn’t seem like a disciple of the Jongnam faction.” Hyuk Mu-jin answered with a huff. “This is Hyukmujin of Taewonjinga.” “I guess so.”
Hey, I’m like a tactless bastard who only does things like this for no reason.
‘I should have knocked him out in one hit. ‘Since when did that guy become so strong?’
I opened my mouth, inwardly lamenting that I had not been able to hit the wind properly.
“We are a bit familiar with each other. “I didn’t say I didn’t know completely.” “In the end, it’s about knowing.” “hmm. “That’s how it happens.”
“So, what do you think about why that young man suddenly screamed and collapsed?”
In the suffocating silence, I thought for a moment and came up with the best answer.
“The kid is actually a little sick. “I’m sick.”
Hyuk Mu-jin opened his mouth. Perhaps because the salivary glands were stimulated by pain, a stream of semi-transparent saliva flowed down the chin.
“look. I come and go several times a day, and this is as common as eating three meals a day…
“Wow, are you going to do this? Is this really going to happen? “Are you going to the end?”
A moment of crisis. I secretly sent a message over Hyuk Mu-jin’s shoulder.
To be precise, towards the quick-witted agent Eunyoung Gak, who was causing an earthquake in his pupils behind him.
– now!
Fortunately, Namho was different from Hyukmujin. He was so fast and agile that it belied his age, and at the same time with a stealthy skill, he dropped the piece of beef jerky he was holding in his hand onto the top of Hyuk Mujin’s head.
And that delicious jerky was enough to stimulate the appetite of someone who was in a state of hunger or an empty stomach.
“No way! Beef jerky!”
Bah!
A hand the size of a pot lid hitting the top of your head. Soon, a deathly silence followed the sight of Hyuk Mu-jin falling down.
Until I opened my mouth, having barely resolved the emergency.
“Now, don’t worry about it, everyone, let’s just go in.”
No, why are you looking at me like I’m crazy?