Chapter 18

The atmosphere began to turn to the worst.

"The important fact is that the secret dance was justified!"

"party? Is it justified to use poison these days? What Sacheondangmun is

this?"

"I don't say it's not me! And as Yakwangdangju said earlier, Lee So-gun was

fine... …

"Three Confucius, of course you would say no. And how do you believe that

quack horse?"

"Quack? The cubs are real! "

At that time, a voice of excitement came into my ear.

"If necessary, we should stop the war by offering the neck of the Three

Confucius!"

… … What?

"What a fool!"

"Is I wrong? Now let's admit it. The harbor checkpoint is stronger than the

home. Hundreds will be killed or injured when the war begins, and in the

worst case it will be extinct. Isn't it over if all the causes, the Three

Confucius, are passed!"

Is that what you mean, is that a room? When I heard a loud bullshit, my

backbone was pulled and my chest became stuffy. But there was someone

who came before me.

"What did you just say?"

It was a low voice, but there was power. Rather, it sounds clearer because it

is low-key.

This is Jin Wei-kyung. He looked around the people with an expressionless

face.

"who. Neck. Let's dedicate it?"

There was frost on the voice that broke each syllable. I too was in the mood

for a momentary sensation, but Baekho Dangju opened his mouth.

"That is, of course, the main culprit of this affair, the Three Confucius… …

Ah."

Bitch is ve also noticed hair eopne up. Baekho-dangju blurred his horsetail,

but it was too late.

"So, will you dedicate the head of the Three Confucius to the Hangsan

Checkpoint for something that has not been confirmed? Is that what comes

out of the mouth of the head of the family?"

"No, I don't mean that… …

Baekho-dangju avoids his eyes because of the momentum of Jin Wei-kyung.

Jin Wei-kyung stared at Baekho-dang-ju. It's even more scary because the

person who didn't is angry.

When I see the white face of Baekho-dangju, I feel like a 10-year-old

congestion is going down. Jin Wi-kyung, who got up from the seat, looked

down at the center of the seat with a cold face.

"Everyone already knows."

Jin Wei-kyung looked around and said firmly.

"Bimu was fair, and Lee So-gun's poisoning was a conspiracy. Are you

trying to give in to them out of fear even though you know that?"

Members of the Elders avoided their gaze. Jin Wei-kyung's cynicism grew

even more intense.

"I don't know who gave it to me, but the Hangsan Checkpoint holds the hilt

of justification. Whether it will be today or tomorrow. Or maybe it's already

been chosen, but it's too late for us to get back. There is only one way. I'm

just fighting against it."

"Do you want to live? Do you want to protect your family? If so, prepare the

warriors and prepare for war. Or cut the neck of me and my brother and

give it to them. If you just want a rich movie, that would not be bad either."

A suffocating silence occupied the venue.

The next moment, if one hadn't opened his mouth, he might have been

crushed by that silence for hours.

"great."

One person who has watched the situation silently.

It was the old man.

The old man.

He is a person of interest. The eldest adult of the family and the head of the

elders.

I remembered the whole sound of Jin Wei-kyung.

'I told you to be careful.'

The NPC named Jin Wi-kyung is my biggest ally and advisor.

I didn't listen to it, and I watched the blacksmith in my spare time.

And I came to one conclusion.

'Shiba, I really don't know.'

After starting this beggar-like game, if you ask me to count the number of

NPCs I encountered at least once, it will be enough.

Each of them had their own expressions and personality. The servant I met

at Giru had a business smile on her life, the coachman who brought me was

shy, and the seniors I met in the family were surprisingly simple and

radical.

But the old man… … .

'I can't read the expression.'

He just watches all this with a strange smile.

When the interrogation began, when the leaders yelled at their respective

factions, and even at this moment.

match. match. match.

The elder's powerful applause echoed.

"I thought only young, but Sogaju became so imposing and unmanned.

Excellent. Only then can it be called the home family's cattle."

"I'm just sorry to show you ugly."

"Excessive humility is seen as arrogance.

I have nothing to apologize for."

Despite the praise of the old man, Jin Wi-kyung was still a firm face.

"I would like to add a word to this old man too, but what do you think of

Sogaju?"

"I will take it into account."

Dozens of pairs of eyes were drawn to the old man who slowly rose from

his seat.

He is the eldest adult of the family. When it comes to the authority or

position within the family, it may surpass Jin Wei-kyung.

The biggest problem is that he is the head of the opposition elders.

'Fuck, you're fucked.'

In preparation for the worst situation, the first word of the old man broke

into my ears as I turned to the door.

"You are rotten."

Huh?

I turned my head around. The old man was still smiling with a peculiar

strange smile. Am I wrong?

But it wasn't.

"And even the beasts, when an enemy enters my den, they fight together.

However, the fact that the family's high ranks are offering a direct line of

neck to stop the war is a countermeasure.

haha. I mean, these guys are sitting in a street meeting in their home."

"No, no. You are misunderstanding. It's just... … "

"Baekho-dangju."

At the call of the cool old man, Baekho Dang-ju faced a tightly tense face.

"Is my outer oil too long?

Or is it because Gaju was away?"

"No, no."

He is a great grandfather in the gym asking if he has eaten by looking at his

facial expressions, but what he says is bloody.

'what is this.'

How is it going? Why take our side?

I turned my eyes tight, but people's reactions were no different from me.

Both sides were embarrassed.

"What do you think. Sogaju?"

"What are you talking about?"

"If the war became a pre-determined fact, it would be priority to crack

down on the inside. So, the priority would be to cut their throats like

weightlifting?"

In the frozen air, Jin Wi-kyung looked at the old man for a while and then

vomited an answer like a sigh.

"I can't."

Phew. Baekho Dangju sighed of relief. It's a bit unfortunate when I think

about the fact that I did a lot of money just before giving my neck.

… … Let's say let's kill only that child

"They insisted that they pass it over to the enemy because they were not

enough to conceive the direct line of the family, don't you think it was too

soft?"

"These are those who have been loyal to the family for many years. I think it

was an excitement."

At Jin Wi-kyung's answer, the old man laughed.

"A truth, a truth. okay. The bowl of Sogaju is bigger than I thought.

Soga is really the main. If so, I will not ask you to take responsibility for

them.

I want to express my gratitude to So Ga-ju for boldly forgiving the old

people's false statements."

Then, as the old man lowered his head, people hurriedly clapped their

hands and bent their backs.

"Oh, no. no. Our thoughts were short."

"Please don't do this."

"This makes us even more embarrassed. Please… …

"Noya...

It was Jin Wi-kyung who saved her, but there was an uproar. Do a very live

show, a live show.

It was the moment I kicked my tongue and watched it.

No wait. Show?'

Unidentified sense of incongruity wraps around the whole body. I hurriedly

looked at those who had gathered around the blacksmith. And found.

The elder who drove me earlier. The laughter on their lips.

'surely....'

It was planned? All of this?

For what purpose, for what?

Numerous questions come to mind and disappear.

It was a mess in my head.

'Does Jin Wei-kyung know what?'

There was no need to turn my head and look for it.

The old man raised Jin Wi-kyung's hand and was shouting.

"Now, when California is away, Soga is like Gaju. For this, I will support

Sogaju. If you unite around him, no matter how great they are, you will not

dare to exceed the value!"

The heated atmosphere, people's cheers and shouts.

Where did you see this, it feels familiar for some reason.

And.

"Thank you."

The moment I saw Jin Wi-kyung's trembling mouth and the elder brother's

strange laughter, I realized the identity of a familiar feeling.

'Election campaign.'

The appearance of the old man and the politician on TV overlapped.

Although it was quite steaming, the meeting proceeded in an unforgettable

manner once the grandmaster raised Jin Wi-kyung's hand.

The story of bimu, which had been persistently biting and drooping on the

Elders' side, was included, and the contents of the meeting premised on war

were the main.

"What is the number of people currently available?"

"If we call in the warriors dispatched outside… … It's about two hundred."

200 people? I stuck my tongue out at a surprisingly large number, but shut

my mouth to the ensuing conversation.

"What if you carefully selected as an elite above the first class?"

"It's less than twenty. Of course, it will be different if you include the people

here."

Including seniors, the number of top-notch masters is around 3 to 40.

I don't know the situation here, but I think this is a good level.

After all, a prestigious family with deep roots. It's not where the potential for

200 years is going.

"What about the harbor checkpoint?"

"First of all, there are at least three hundred confirmed warriors."

three hundred. It's also a minimum, so it's more than a hundred people.

But it's okay. Originally, fighting is done by head count... … .

"And first-class is over fifty."

This war is difficult. Still, it is a fight worth trying if there are experts like

Jin Wi-kyung and Weifang. Because they are high-level NPCs that can't be

read with a sense of spirit.

Perhaps the old man is also included in that category.

"There are a total of three main family members: Sogajuwa-no-ya, and the

Great Big Coup.

And there are five stickies at the peak of the mountain checkpoint."

… … I can't eat it because it's like a beggar. Really

'What? Is it a deep-rooted prestigious tax? 200 years of history?'

The cub did it do for 200 years. It is heard that the history of the Hangsan

Checkpoint is less than 30 years old. Crush.

'Is there a Black Death last year?'

Whether the Black Death has turned or not, I think I will turn right away.

As I looked at the ceiling of the yellow conference room, I suddenly made a

promise.

'I have to bounce.'

Four in the morning would be adequate.

When everyone is asleep, they secretly cross the wall and run away.

In the current country, the level of the heavenly power department can be

easily overcome even if five or six strikes.

Experience and fame by scouring every mountain you can see... … .

"Hangsan, Jeonseo-gu arrived from the Hangsan checkpoint!"

It was a samurai's cry that came in haste. When someone took the curled

paper and opened it, red letters came into my eyes as if they were written in

blood.

It was a letter that could be recognized even if the system did not translate

it.

不俱戴天.

'Bulgudaecheon.'

An enemy who cannot live together under the sky.

Jin Wei-kyung opened her mouth with a heavy face.

"As of the present time, the main family enters the exhibition situation.

Without my seal, no matter where you are, you will be prohibited from

entering the country, and you will have to maintain a strict alert posture.

Don't take a single ant baby. Okay!"

Old!"

In my half-hearted ears, a system notification rang.

Tiring.

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[Hangsan Checkpoint] declared war on [Taewon Jinga].

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[War] Relations were established in both camps.

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[Hangsan Checkpoint] points you to the door.

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If you run away, you will face serious penalties.

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[Main Quest-War] has been created.

haha. Heh heh heh.