NABC Chapter 889
Chapter 889
Episode 889. There is no need to get sentimental while watching the
setting sun.
“How many clans will follow the summoning order of the Hocheonmaeng?”
“There won’t be many.”
“So how many?”
Dong Tong Il Hak Jin Liang answered after thinking for a moment.
“Tianpungmun, Cheongeommun, and Chilsangmun will reluctantly send a disciple. If we know what the purpose is, we won’t send it, so you shouldn’t tell us until the end.”
“Send a summons to the breakwater between the three main political parties. Because there is no guarantee that the Demonic Cult will save them. If the Demonic Cult had no strings attached, they would join.”
“If not, I will send it to Cheongsanbang and Heukunbang. But are you really following the orders of your superiors?”
“Wouldn’t it be better if we left the Wuhan branch and lived in seclusion in Simsan Yugok? If you want to make a living in Gangho, you have to follow it. Is there anything special?”
Yang Hong let out a long sigh.
I don’t know what kind of dog-like situation this is, to have to die in order to live.
“And summon all the people from the Infinite Branch who sent them back to Jaffa.”
“The branch manager sent me out unilaterally, saying he wanted to cut costs, but would you mind coming?”
“Still, those who come will come. Because Ho Chun Meng might bring back the past movies.”
“Will that day ever come?”
“It is not entirely possible. Even if you see that they are running to fight the Demonic Cult right away, they are not the helpless Hocheonmaeng of the past.”
“Yes, it is, but isn’t the Demonic Cult an easy opponent? If Hocheonmaeng takes a big hit this time... I don’t know if it will be possible to recover.”
“If you want to survive the war against the Demonic Cult, attract people. Make an attractive suggestion.”
“A suggestion?”
“If you accept those who respond to the call as official warriors of the Wuhan branch, they will come running, saying you are a good man.”
“Are you really going to do that? Doesn’t that require the Hocheonmeng’s permission?”
“The fire is burning in my feet, when will I receive permission from Hocheonmaeng?”
“What if the Hocheon Meng doesn’t allow it?”
“Tsk tsk! what people think You look too optimistic about the future. How many of them do you think will survive? one? two? I don’t know, but I wouldn’t cross five fingers, right? With that number, even Hocheonmaeng won’t oppose it.”
“Ah...”
An exclamation flowed from Jinryang’s mouth.
indeed! When you rise to a high position like the branch manager, you think things are different.
“All right. Then, I will proceed according to the branch manager’s words.”
Jin-ryang showed Yang-hong the town and hurried out.
Yang Hong, who had been sitting in a daze, jumped up from his seat and took his sword and headed for the gymnasium.
It was because I felt nervous and couldn’t bear it if I didn’t even swing a knife.
***
Huanggang adjacent to Wuhan.
La Jeon Hyun.
around noon.
About two hundred horsemen appeared at the entrance of the village.
They are the masters of the Southern Alliance.
It took time and came slowly, but it was clear that he was tired from the heat of the summer.
Still, perhaps because it was close to Wuhan, the masters of the Southern Alliance looked around with sharp eyes.
It was because the advance party of the Demonic Cult might have advanced all the way to Hwanggang.
However, the people who came and went on the street were extremely ordinary.
As the armed warriors were nowhere to be seen, the masters of the Southern Alliance soon relaxed.
The masters of the Southern League scattered in search of a restaurant.
Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon, who was walking with Lee Dae, suddenly asked for understanding from Jin Seol-ha and Yeon Jeok-ha and left the ranks.
Yeon Jeok-ha tilted his head as he watched Namgungcheon go away.
It is because he does not know where he is going alone in an unfamiliar place.
“Jean Sozer. What’s wrong with your brother?”
Outskirts of Rajeon-hyeon.
Namgung Byeok, who was walking shoulder to shoulder with Namgungcheon, asked while looking at the distant mountains.
“Is it bearable on a very hot day?”
“yes.”
“haha. Should I be thankful that the words of the Musketeer went wrong?”
Namgung Byeok first raised the musketeers to his mouth.
As expected, the son said as if he had been waiting.
“Even if it’s not the case, I came to see my father about it.”
“That thing?”
“It seems that the Musketeers are making excuses to delay the time. Isn’t it?”
“Did you think so?”
“This happened right after Musketeer Mo Yong-mun met the enemy and went back. Since you don’t have faith in the enemy, aren’t you trying to delay the fight?”
“If the musketeer had anything to gain by delaying, it might be. What do you mean he gets it?”
“...”
Namgoongchun couldn’t answer.
It was because the profits that the musketeer would gain by doing so did not immediately come to mind.
“Why can’t you talk?”
“father. It’s not a matter of profit. The musketeer is trying to throw Hocheonmaeng to the Demonic Cult. Doesn’t your father know that Hocheonmaeng is no match for the Demonic Cult?”
“You are wrong. There are benefits to be gained by the musketeers.”
“What profit does the musketeer get?”
“He wants to be like Gongsun Qi, the musketeer of the Hocheon League. The first knowledge in the world is his goal.”
“Yes?”
Namgungcheon raised her eyes. Suddenly, I couldn’t figure out why the name of Musketeer Hocheonmaeng was appearing here.
“Hocheonmaeng is the suzerain of Murim. So, people secretly regard the leader as the best musketeer in the world as the best scholar in the world. A scholar’s dream is to become a musketeer. Didn’t you know?”
“I didn’t know that Moyong Daehyeop was aiming for the position of musketeer of the Hocheon League. Then shouldn’t we be more considerate of Hocheonmaeng?”
“But today, the leader of the Hocheon League is no longer the best man in the world. The same goes for the musketeers. The musketeers are trying to elevate the Nammaeng to the position of Hocheonmaeng.”
“Could that be why you are trying to force Hocheonmeng to death? Did your father know that and just leave it alone?”
“The long-cherished wish of our Murim family members is to become the suzerain of Murim. If the Hocheonmaeng of the Chilpamun is a setting year, then the Southern Meng is a rising year. There is no need to get sentimental while watching the setting sun.”
Namgungcheon muttered with a shocked face.
“I thought the musketeers were left unattended...but that wasn’t the case. I did not know that my father had such ambitions.”
“Ambition.... It is natural for the Southern League to take the place of Hocheon Meng. The Nammaeng will always keep the strong morality together with the Hocheonmaeng.”
“father. Wouldn’t it be Kang Ho’s morality for the Nam Maeng, who is much stronger than the Ho Chun League, to deal with the Demonic Cult?”
“That too is wrong. The fact that the Nam Maeng looks strong is an optical illusion effect caused by the four sisters-in-law, but the Nam Maeng is so weak that it is difficult to compare it to the Ho Chun Meng. And the enemy has a philosophical view of world affairs, so why not call him a member of the Southern League?”
“So, are you using this opportunity to weaken the power of the Hocheonmaeng?”
“I hope Murim will be peaceful under the rule of the Nammaeng. For that to happen, the Hocheon Alliance must be under the Southern Alliance.”
“The people of Hocheonmaeng... are not strangers. Previously, we were also blind.”
“But I wasn’t treated well. Like the ronin, we shed our blood for the Chilpamun. Have you forgotten all about those days?”
“...”
Namgungcheon looked at his father with a bewildered face.
The Sword King had an unfamiliar expression that he had never seen before.
‘I was wondering why the musketeers and the musketeers were neglecting the arbitrariness of the musketeers...’
At this point, it is not ‘neglect’ but ‘assistance’.
I would never have thought that my father, whom I knew only as a great swordsman of Murim, would have such ambitions.
“I don’t know why my father would do that. Neither Jeok-ha nor Yeon-i will understand your father.”
“You and your enemies won’t understand, but a kite will understand. That it is for the sake of the world.”
“I wanted to be like my father. But it’s disappointing. I thought my father was different from the great scholars of Hocheonmaeng.... In the end, he wanted to go down the same path as them.”
Namgungcheon drooped her shoulders.
I ran after seeing my father’s back, but now I don’t know where to put my eyes.