CHAPTER 20

The hour-long negotiations have already entered the final stage.

"Half of the stores owned by Hangsan Checkpoint. And the entertainment

district monopoly. Is that right?"

"Are you sure about your ears?"

"From this moment on, we will not sell information to any of the Shaanxi

provinces except Taiwon Jinga, and we will do our best to collect and

deliver information on the war."

It has already been decided after dozens of pushes and pulls.

Jin Wei-kyung and Wolhwa wrote and exchanged documents after

meticulously checking that there were no gaps until the end.

"Now you're officially riding a boat. Thank you very much. Soga Lord."

"I too."

It was a moment when the two held hands.

Tiring.

-[Taewon Jinga] and [Haomoon] have formed an alliance.

-The alliance is maintained during the war.

It even floats like this. Hagin, a similar notification sounded when the war

with the Hangsan Checkpoint began.

Since you joined Haomun, is the chance of winning a little higher?'

Haomun is a doorpa that specializes in information.

Wolhwa confidently said that all the information in Sanseoseong flows

through itself, and if that statement is true, it would be a huge boon.

'Nothing is as important as information.'

I don't know what it will be like in Moorim, but I do. It depends on how the

information is handled. It can be a sword, a shield, and sometimes a bomb

that turns the tide at once.

It would be nice if Wolhwa asked for such information.

"Then I will go back."

"Please understand that you have snow and cannot go far."

"Sure words."

It's finally over. Wifang lowered his head with a blunt face, and I also

greeted me.

"Goodbye to go!"

The eyes of the moon-hwa that saw me were curved like a half moon.

"I have to go with the Jin Confucius."

"Yes?"

"Aren't I seeing you off?"

"… … Why am I?"

"Well. Did you spend a hot night together?"

I get dazed for a moment with a tight ball on the body side. No, this woman

told me to bring information, and what is this 19 gold information?

It is also in front of people.

"Hoh."

"Wow, a hot night? together?"

Weifang came out with an interesting look and looked at the moon and

flowers alternately, and an earthquake occurred in Jin Yu-kyung's pupils.

"Taekyung. Is it true? Is that true?"

I answered in silence.

"I'll come after seeing you off."

Jin Wi-kyung's sad voice echoed behind him, grabbing Wolhwa's wrist and

running out.

"The youngest!"

Wolhwa is a rare beauty. With the addition of a slender body to a gorgeous

outfit, there was no choice but to attract attention.

"Is there such a beauty in the family?"

"Of course not. It's an outsider."

"Outsiders?"

"uh. Sumungak's friend said it was a courtesan Honghwaru."

"Ah, that's dirty expensive Honghwaru.

know. Wait, but what is the prostitute coming here now?"

"They said they came to receive payment from Sam Confucius.

It would be that he would take the money he had collected before an all-out

war began in earnest."

"… … Huh. Three Confucius really do a lot of things."

People's whispers go into my ears. Wolhwa, who had been walking ahead

with a humming song, suddenly looked back.

"Vacuum. Why are you so apart?"

I replied with a blunt tone.

"If you walk together, people misunderstand for nothing. There are rumors

like that already... …

"Oh, the credit price?"

Yes, that.

"Isn't that rumor?"

Wolhwa smiled brightly.

"The sluice guards asked why they came, and they said they just came to get

the payment for the credit.

Well, it's not a lie at all."

"Yes?"

"Then, did you even plan to announce that you had an alliance?"

"… … That's not it."

Why do you sell my name. The image is revamped.

The rumors like this spread in the field of the war right now, and the image

of garbage is solidified without being able to take it out or take it out.

"It's good if it's about a pillar in the yard where the poisoner was even

framed. Jin Confucius has his usual conduct, so people will understand."

That's oddly convincing. As I nodded without knowing, I suddenly felt a

sense of discomfort at the words of Wolhwa.

"Who is it?"

Now coming to think of it, she never brought up a story involving Lee So-

gun. Like a stubborn businessman, he coordinated consultations and formed

an alliance as if it were natural.

'What the hell do you believe?'

Wolhwa laughed at the suspicious look.

"Vacuum. Have you forgotten who I am?"

"Haomun, head of Shanxi Branch… …

His eyes opened.

There is information, information. Information that I am not the culprit!

I quickly got on the side of the Monday and Tuesday.

"Can you take my frame off?

Do you really have such information?"

The beginning of the war was the poisoning of Lee So-gun. If you prove that

all this is a conspiracy by someone, you can stop war.

But that expectation was shattered by the next words of Wolhwa.

"No, no."

What?

Then why alliance with us?"

"Because it's a business."

Wolhwa spoke in a cheerful tone.

"Our Haomen are basically merchants. We thoroughly follow the gains and

losses of understanding."

"If so, it makes no sense."

"Oh, why?"

"Because the harbor checkpoint is stronger than us.

Shouldn't we have to stick to the sanitary checkpoint if we get the

understanding as you say?"

"I'm honest. No, should I say naive?"

Wolhwa smiled.

"This is an investment. It's the result of putting both sides on a scale and

analyzing it calmly."

"Are you saying it doesn't matter if you just take advantage? Even if I really

poisoned Lee So-gun?"

"Vacuum. Even though the Haomun Sanseo branch was working hard, the

facts could not be confirmed. What do you think this means?"

I hesitated, and Wolhwa did not wait for an answer.

"It's simple. Either the Jin Confucius was really innocent, or it was hidden so

well that even we couldn't confirm it."

"Ah."

"Either way is not a loss to me. In the former case, it is good because it has

legitimacy, and in the latter case, it is a disproving that Taewonjinga's

skillfulness is that good."

I was quite surprised. You can also look at it like this. Thorough

understanding and calculation.

They know exactly what Wolhwa said is a business.

I also felt reassured at the fact that this kind of existence is an ally.

But… … .

"An important one is missing. If I'm innocent, who is the main culprit who

poisoned Lee So-gun?"

That's the heart of this war.

The biggest puzzle piece that even Mon and Tue couldn't find.

If Haomun had noticed the killer's identity, Wolhwa sighed because he

would have brought the information today.

"I'm ashamed, but nothing has been revealed yet. But I'm doing my best in

the text. Oh, I'm almost there."

There were many things I wanted to ask, but I had to shut my mouth

conscious of the sluice guards who were getting closer.

'Because the alliance with Haomoon is still a secret.'

The Sadducees, which seem to have been riding on the moon, and the sluice

weirs surrounding it wide came into our eyes. A strange sense of tension has

passed down to this point

'Is there any problem?'

I let my spirit flow through my eyes and ears. Soon, the tense voices of the

floodgates were heard through the improved senses.

"Gosu. It must be. At least top-notch, maybe the climax. Can you see the

whip on the waist? He must be the one who treats the side like a ghost."

"It's not like that a good guy is a coachman."

The samurai who looked quite economical exchanged words in a serious

tone. The little warrior who heard the words muttered timidly.

"But I think there are too many gaps in the posture for that kind of thing? I

have a thin physique... …

Senior warriors kicked their tongues at the words.

"Eh, I and this friend have been in Sumungak for 10 years. I know just by

looking at your eyes.

The younger laborers are telling the elderly what they know, and you

intervene?"

"Huh. Gap? Does that look like a gap? Relaxation and naturalness that only

experts have. Can't you see anything like this?"

"Then what about sun blood? Those who have profound pits have sun blood

sticking out."

"That's a refutation...

Unfortunately, the words were cut off there.

This is because the sluice guards found us standing far in front of the main

gate and scattered.

Thanks to this, I was able to confirm.

The climax master who treats the whip like a ghost. The true identity of a

romantic Moorim man who claims himself as a coachman against the

beauty of Wolhwa.

"Confucius. Do you remember me?"

Could it be forgotten?

A heavy voice. The scent of coriander from your sharp eyes.

This is the coachman who took me to Taewon Jinga a few days ago.

I'm going to see that face here. Wolhwa said to me who couldn't connect at

the moment.

"They said they had a close relationship with Jin Confucius. Last time, we

had a sticky friendship that transcends age and status as we lived and died

together... …

no. it's not that. Please stop.

With that intent, I grabbed the sleeves of Wolhwa, but it was late. The

coachman opened his mouth with a gentle smile.

"If I still close my eyes, the memories of that day are vivid. Heavenly

power... … A really strong guy? It was."

The sluice guards who were holding their ears plucked out.

"Oh oh."

"The Heavenly Power Department… … Could it be that the heavenly power

of eighteen green forests?"

"Isn't it the pinnacle of the nocturnal forests, where the evil spirits are full?

To kill such a guy, he is... … ."

I think you know something very wrong.

I don't know where to fix it. The coachman hugged me standing blankly.

"If it wasn't for Confucius, I would have been in big trouble."

This uncle is so weird. If it weren't for me, I would have been drinking

makgeolli at the top of Bukmangsan Mountain.

"First, let go of this and say... … ``It was just the moment I was about to

separate the coachman.

"Enmla-pyeon (閻邏鞭). A master of shortcuts who suddenly disappeared

over a decade ago. right. That must be him."

Someone's muttering caused a ripple among the sluice guards.

"Enmla edition? You mean the climax of going around the world and

hitting the remnants of Magico?"

"I've heard of that name. Sammun and the past are unknown to each

other... … It turns out that the place where the vertical branch was cut off

was near Shanxi Province."

"Then, it means that the Three Confucius, or our Confucius, has a close

relationship with the Yeomla edition."

"Is that all. It must have been a great help in getting rid of the heavenly

power department."

"Oh oh. Oh oh oh."

Hot eyes poured out from everywhere. The coachman tried to remove

himself as if he felt something strange, but my grasp was holding his

shoulder firmly.

"Confucius?"

I smiled the brightest in the world.

"Let's see you again like this. Salt.

Great collaboration!"

My word had the effect of oiling the flames.

Wow. The scorching sluice guards rolled their feet, and Wolhwa bowed

down in desperate laughter.

Tiring.

-

The rumors about the [poisoner] disappear!

-

The credibility is added to the rumors about [Shanxi Sleeping Dragon]!

-

Fame rises by 20!

-

Enthusiastic supporters are born!

In the beautifully ringing system notifications, I came up with a quote.

'Perfect orb... … It's a true story.'

The young man was looking at the ceiling with open eyes. The black eyes

that once shimmered lost their light, and their faces were distorted with fear

and pain.

"Small. My son."

The rough and large hands touch the young man's face. The intense poison

that penetrated through the skin blocked the natural aerodynamics.

"How did it come about?"

The old man lamented. Born as a Cheonae orphan and spent decades in

Moorim.

I met many people, and I left many people. Until the young man of the

terms and conditions becomes the master of the Japanese sentence, such

memories cannot be counted.

"Are you in pain? Did you not even close your eyes because of your pain?"

I asked, looking down at my son's open eyes. His eyes are red with all the

thread veins bursting out.

Now only terms. Blood tears flowed from the eyes of the father with his son

who had been poisoned.

"Son."

The poison that had penetrated through the hand was spreading throughout

the interior. In just a few breaths, my head spins and my limbs are numb.

Such a drama.

The son's appearance, who couldn't even struggle with his whole body, was

good.

"Remember this pain."

The next moment, a mighty aerodynamic force arose like a wildfire, driving

the poison. As if bitten by a herd of hundreds of wolves, the poison that was

encroaching on the inside quickly disappeared.

"Please pay back a hundred and a thousand times to them."

Hyeolrang sword (⾎狼劍) Lee Cheon-baek, who is the Hangsan sword

gate, walked with his son's body behind. When I opened the door, I saw a

black night sky and torches floating under it.

A group of over two hundred fully armed.

Among them, the man who was in the lead bowed his head.

"father."

Lee Chun-baek nodded to his eldest son.

"go. today… … It is the beginning of revenge."

That night, more than two hundred warriors escaped the harbor

checkpoint