Chapter 305

Episode 305There is only one answer (5)

Ki Woo-hee sighed.

“At this rate, you won’t lose your life right away.”

Jamyoung Ilho glared at Ki Woohee with bloodshot eyes.

Not only was the Danjeon completely destroyed, but the Qigong power of the Yinhan Baekryu collected throughout the acupuncture points was also lost. Yeon Ho-jeong’s body was completely destroyed and he was unable to practice martial arts again.

It came out of nowhere and I lost everything. His eyes, glaring at Ki Woo-hee, could not help but be filled with the light of Won-dok.

“That’s all?”

Ki Woo-hee’s response was calm.

“What do you mean?”

“Was it a betrayal of the church just by making a choice?”

“….”

“The blood of divine fire flows through your veins! No matter how much they were persecuted, they betrayed the church? “I am disgusted with myself for ever respecting you!”

The title of saint has been changed to you. The feeling of betrayal was that great.

Ki Woo-hee smiled sadly.

“What should I say now? “It’s probably an extension of the conversation we always had anyway.”

“Shame on you!”

“….”

“If you hated the religion so much, you should have ended your life! Betrayal?! “There is not a single person like you in the history of our school…!”

“Then you also betrayed the Jungwon martial arts group.”

“what?!”

Ki Woo-hee looked at Jamyeong Il-ho carefully. S~eaʀᴄh the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

At that moment, Jamyoung Ilho felt speechless. Ki Woo-hee’s eyes, which were looking at him, seemed to have a subtle red color unlike usual.

“I didn’t know we were continuing the midfield streak. “It wasn’t just that I learned the martial arts of the Jungwon, but it was all in the same vein.”

“That’s a different matter!”

“It’s the same problem. “Regardless of who is better or who has more justification, in the end, each person lives by making choices.”

Ki Woo-hee sighed.

“i know. If I tell you this anyway, you won’t understand. “I, too, am not sure that my choice is right.”

“….”

“But at least I plan to accept whatever repercussions come, even if I regret my choice. Because that is the responsibility that comes with choice.”

“…What are you going to do with me?”

His body was broken anyway. However, Ki Woo-hee will not release himself either.

Jamyeongilho never imagined that his end would come at such a ridiculous moment. But I had no intention of crying and complaining like any other common man.

I will face the end resolutely. Jamyoung Ilho made up his mind like that.

Until I heard this.

“Commander Yeon will take care of it. “Whether I use you or make you dead or unable to live, I don’t plan on getting involved.”

“…!”

“sorry. “I don’t think it will be difficult to die comfortably.”

Jamyeongilho’s eyelids fluttered.

“Just kill me right here! Even though there were conflicts, I am the person who has been protecting you for over a dozen years! Even if I give you that kind of ending…!”

“At the same time, he is the enemy who killed my mother.”

“…!!”

Ki Woo-hee laughed bitterly.

“Jamyoung Ilho. When I made this choice, I decided to throw away any remaining conscience and guilt. “If the target is the enemy who killed my mother, I will have to be even more ruthless.”

Jamyoung Ilho bit his lip.

I could have said no, I didn’t kill your mother.

But it was also meaningless. Ki Woo-hee’s spiritual eye was the power of God that went beyond simply detecting presence and could penetrate the shield of power and see through truth and lies.

Ki Woo-hee looked out the window.

As she looked at the cloudy sky, her eyes looked extremely confused, unlike someone who had made a choice.

“It’s betrayal…”

* * *

The corners of Moyong’s mouth rose.

“Mukryongbura?”

“exactly.”

“Are you saying that an informant from the Ink Dragon Club was spying on Meng?”

“Well, let’s come. I still don’t know if it’s spying or what. “He’s such a quiet friend that he hasn’t said a single word until now.”

Moyong was relieved to hear those words.

“If we catch the Ink Dragon Club’s informant, shouldn’t we immediately tell our superiors and have them imprisoned in prison?”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“I think so. “I’m thinking of doing that, but I don’t think a place called prison is very safe.”

“You underestimate the power of the main alliance too much. The Murim League’s prison is a place that is impossible to penetrate. Even if it is the Thirteenth Place of the Holy Heaven, it will be absolutely impossible to secretly infiltrate it unless you force your way in.”

“If it were someone else, it would be like that. But prisoners who are controlled by their tongues can come and go often.”

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes deepened.

“What you are saying makes it sound as if there is someone in the main alliance who is in collusion with the Mukryongbu.”

Yeon Ho-jeong shrugged his shoulders.

“You will remember. The operation in which we worked together to infiltrate the Mukryongbu. “It’s possible for us too, but why can’t we say it’s the Mukryongbu?”

“Don’t compare Bon Meng and Mukryongbu. Those guys from the Mukryongbu can never send Sejak to the main alliance.”

“Absolutely… It’s not like you, it’s a definitive expression. “Is there a reason you are so confident?”

“reason? “Yes.”

Moyonggun’s eyes spewed fire.

“The Murim Alliance is the best in the world. Even at this very moment, the strength of the Association is being strengthened and security is being tightened as tightly as possible.”

“There is no such thing as perfection in this world.”

“Also, the Murim Alliance is an alliance of twelve feudal lords and countless minor clans. “You were able to easily infiltrate by tricking one of the Mukryongbuju, but that kind of method doesn’t work against the Murim Alliance.”

“You don’t have to stick to that method. “If you are determined to dispatch Sejak, you will be able to approach it in some way.”

“That’s nonsense…”

That was then.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s hand brushed his waist.

Kwasik!

Mo Yong’s cheeks trembled.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who had already taken out his handkerchief and cut the table, spoke in a cruel voice.

“Let me ask you a question. “I hope you will answer sincerely.”

It was a clear threat.

Although their relationship was initially bad, Yeon Ho-jeong’s actions now clearly crossed the line.

Mo Yong’s voice also became frighteningly cold.

“…That question must be an important and valid question. “If you raise suspicions that are too difficult for you to handle, you will be charged with the crime of daring to pull out an ax in front of the Murim League leader.”

No matter how much of an enemy it is, Moyonggun’s position within the Meng is much higher than that of Yeonhojeong. Since he took out an ax and threatened to chop it in front of him, this could be treated as a bigger crime than you think.

Yeon Ho-jeong did not give in at all to threats that were not threats from Prince Moyong.

“Did you make a deal with the Mukryongbuju?”

The corners of Moyong’s mouth rose.

“It’s nonsense and not worth thinking about.”

“I’ll ask you again. Did you make a deal?”

Asking this way can be interpreted to mean that the other party also does not have clear evidence. If Yeon Ho-jeong had evidence to prove the relationship between himself and Lord Mukryong, he would have stayed quiet and launched a counterattack.

Nevertheless, Mo Yong-gun could not help but admire Yeon Ho-jeong’s brainpower for guessing that far.

No, I felt something closer to fear than admiration.

‘How on earth does this guy…?!’

Prince Moyong said calmly.

“Let me make this clear. “There was no deal with the Lord of the Mukryong.”

“….”

“Not only are you bringing up information that hasn’t been properly confirmed and accusing Bong-gong of Meng as a criminal, but you’re threatening him with an ax? Besides, you’re bringing in a swordsman from the Black Island? “You have crossed the line too far.”

Moyong-gun smiled and stood up.

“Thank you. As expected, it was rewarding to be on the defensive. Since you personally prepared an excuse to come out so violently and throw me in prison, isn’t this a golden opportunity to deal with this thorn in my eyes?”

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“It seems like it was quite urgent. “You probably don’t know that such meaningless words mean nothing.”

“Is that nonsense again?”

“There’s no one to prove that I scared you, right?”

“….”

“Even if you can prove it, the head of the world’s most powerful family was intimidated by the leader of a single Confucian military unit…. The election for the leader is just around the corner, so is it okay to give the public the impression of such incompetence?”

Prince Moyong frowned.

“Let me make it clear. “Please voluntarily report to prison right now.”

“Are you confident you can handle it?”

“It’s not a matter of whether you can handle it or not. “If you tried to drag me into the crime you committed, it would only be an idle rumor.”

“A tabletop discussion?”

Yeon Ho-jeong stood up.

He pulled the ax out of the table and hung it on his belt, shrugging his shoulders.

“Go to prison. And I will send the informant I caught to the Ambassador.”

“…!”

“I will tell you everything about the series of events that have occurred so far, as well as why I suspect that you had a deal with the Lord of the Dark Dragons, and what you have done so far.”

“You…”

“Even if what I say isn’t true, you will never be able to become a leader. “The leadership election will end before we can properly uncover the truth.”

“….”

“Since you know the fear of public opinion so well, you probably know that there is no good in provoking me like this. “My senses are the same, but my brain can’t keep up with them.”

Murderousness arose in Moyong’s eyes.

“Is it really necessary to have such a muddy fight?”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“So, let’s have a proper conversation instead of trying to break the ice with useless words. “You or I can equally destroy the other the moment we enter prison, right?”

“….”

“Win or lose may be the difference between us, but let’s eliminate the option of Donggwijin between us. “I don’t want to tarnish my family’s name just because of you.”

Prince Moyong, who had been quietly glaring at Yeonhojeong, sat down again.

“I have never had any dealings with the Mukryongbuju. I can’t do it. “No matter how much I covet the throne, I will not shake hands with a lowly, black swordsman.”

It’s a resumption of conversation.

Yeon Ho-jeong still stood and crossed his arms.

“I will ask you one last question. “Is it true?”

“Are you interrogating me? If you want to talk, talk. “If things keep going like this, I have no choice but to let down my guard and go on the offensive again.”

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“Okay. “If you do that, I’ll ask you something else.”

“It’s a one-sided conversation. “Are you not considering my feelings at all?”

“If you think back to why I’m asking this question, you can deduce information about me that you didn’t know before, right?”

“That’s ridiculous. “If you want to ask me something, you too should be shameless towards everyone.”

Moyonggun’s eyes sparkled with fire.

“Send it to the public ambassador or whatever, report to your superiors that you have caught the Mukryongbu’s informant. “That is natural.”

“It’s natural….”

“If you keep violating your authority like this, I won’t leave you alone. This is for the Murim Alliance before political strife. “At least you shouldn’t cross that line.”

That was correct.

It was the right thing to say, but it also didn’t make any sense to Yeon Ho-jeong, who knew Prince Moyong’s secret.

“Okay. After reporting to the superiors, you will be sent to prison.”

“Good idea. And one more thing. Report on the fact that a prosecutor from Black Island was brought in as a blind eye. The current situation is not good for us to say that we came here because we are friends. “You will also have to take responsibility for what you have been hiding.”

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“It’s not difficult.”

Mo Yong nodded his head.

“Now let’s start the real conversation…”

“I enjoyed my tea.”

“…what?”

Yeon Ho-jeong turned around.

“I have nothing more to say. I have found out everything I need to know.”

“…?!”

“Thank you for giving me a lot of information today.”

Yeon Ho-jeong opened the door and left without even a moment to stop.

Mo Yong-gun’s face, who had been staring blankly at the door, suddenly distorted.

Quang!

The table that was hit by the heavy fist shattered into pieces.