Chapter 83

Episode 83 The wind blows (3)“….”

“….”

“Let’s eat.”

“Yes.”

Seoliang crunched a grain of rice.

Ma Dong-pil, who was secretly watching him, began to eat politely. This is because I knew Seoryang’s personality and thought that I should not leave him out.

I noticed the two people in the middle of the flower painting. This guy looked like he was wondering why he was acting like this again.

How long could such an awkward meal last?

“Dongpil.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“That…”

“Yes.”

“…no. But how did you happen to be chosen as my personal escort?”

Ma Dong-pil explained the whole story again in a calm voice.

Naturally, I had no choice but to mention the deaths of the team members, and by the time the explanation was over, a subtle shadow was cast over my expressionless face.

Seoliang quenched his appetite. Looking at Ma Dong-pil’s blurred face, I wondered if I had asked for no reason.

“That’s why I did it.”

“….”

“Are you okay?”

“yes? Oh, of course.”

“Not the condition of your body. “I mean, is it okay for you to be my personal escort?”

“It is the honor of three lives. Rather, it is a reward, not a punishment.”

“Thank you for at least saying that.”

Seo-ryang’s face darkened.

Of course, it would be a good thing for Ma Dong-pil to live together in this extremely bleak corner of the house.

Although he has cherry blossoms, he has his own distance. If you live together, you will never be bored.

The problem is that there is a possibility that Ma Dong-pil will interfere with everything he does in the future.

In recent years, it has become softer than before, but it is still like an iron sword becoming a wooden sword. If you get hit, it hurts the same.

“You said it was an order from above, right?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Where exactly is the upper part? “The Court of Protection has no personnel authority, and Hwanheewon is in charge of finances, so it’s probably the Military Department or the Demon God Palace, right?”

“Maybe so.”

Sibulal.

“You… think of me so much. “They also hire talented people like you.”

“These are difficult words to bear, Confucius.”

If it’s Hwanheewon, you can do anything. If it were a defense court, it would be enough to just hold out and say you won’t receive it.

However, the Demon God Palace and the military department are different. The military department is the most powerful organization in the Heavenly Demon Church, and even if its successors are disliked, isn’t it an organization that will face the end?

Of course, it goes without saying that it is the Demon God Palace.

In other words, if you insist on not accepting Ma Dong-pil, you may be defeated by the merciless backlash.

“Fuhuhuhu!”

It was a sigh so violent that it made my lips tremble.

“Fuck it! “This is what happened!”

Xi Liang vigorously rolled up his sleeves.

“Let’s eat first!”

“Oh yeah!”

“What are you doing with cherry blossoms? “I’m going to blow all the noodles.”

“Yes!”

The three people’s full-fledged meal began.

As Seoryang ate so happily, Ma Dong-pil and Aeng-hwa’s chopsticks also became faster. Although they didn’t say it, they were both really hungry.

After a stormy meal, Seoryang called Ma Dongpil.

“Dongpil.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“You got that knife before, right?”

Where Seo-ryang pointed, there was a simple Hwando four feet long.

“Yes.”

“Where is it?”

“This is the Demon King’s Army.”

“Demon King…”

Seo-ryang, who was still thinking that this was a childish and bloody name, suddenly remembered, so he opened the drawer and took out the documents that So Yeon-sim had given him.

“Let’s see, this isn’t it… This is okay… Ah! This is it!”

Xu Liang quickly read the document.

‘As expected.’

A military warehouse refers to a weapons warehouse. The character relationship chart given by So Yeon-sim also contained information about the members who manage the Byeongchang.

‘The organization members are poor, though.’

The classification of Byeongchang is well done.

‘Heart Demon Brigade. A large armory in the outer hall where ordinary demons can enter and exit. The majority of our school’s Main students obtain weapons here.’ S~eaʀᴄh the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

‘The devil’s army. A weapons warehouse in the inner shrine where weapons made by craftsmen, such as the Bogeumbodo (寶劍寶刀), are displayed.

Only combat unit commanders or higher are allowed to enter, and occasionally weapons that can be called new soldiers are discovered.’

Xiliang’s eyes scanned the last weapon.

“Heavenly Demon Armies (天魔兵廠).”

It was a place where entry was strictly prohibited, as it was the best military artillery in Protestantism.

The only people who could come and go there at will were the religious leader and the next successor. Even the Old Great Majon of the Senate could not enter the Heavenly Demon Armory without permission from the religious leader.

I had heard about the Seoryangdo Cheonma Byeongchang. I heard it from Ma Dong-pil at Gojuk Forest, but I remembered hearing it with one ear and letting it go because I wasn’t particularly impressed.

“Dongpil, if you want to enter the Heavenly Demon Armies here, you have to get permission from the leader, right?”

Ma Dong-pil looked at him with puzzled eyes.

“Of course it is.”

Those eyes had the meaning of knowing but asking why.

Xu Liang’s eyes lit up.

“Hmm. “You mean you can’t sneak in without the leader’s permission?”

“Yes. But… how can you do that?”

“huh?”

“Do you by any chance want to join the Heavenly Demon Armies?”

“So I asked you. Asking the obvious… Huh? “You probably know how to do that, right?”

I asked just in case, and to my surprise, Ma Dong-pil nodded.

“Of course I know.”

“of course?! Does the Court of Protection have such authority? So, the Cheonma Byeongchang is also part of the area that the defense court must protect, right? huh? So, I don’t even have that kind of authority…”

“No, Confucius.”

“uh?”

“No member of the Protectorate can join the Cheonma Byeongchang without permission from the sect leader, even if he is the lord of the Protectorate.”

“what? “Then how do you know how?”

“Don’t you know better than I do?”

“Eh? “What does that mean?”

Ma Dong-pil quenched his appetite. Because I’ve known for a long time that Confucius’s memories were a mess.

“Your disciples have the right to join the Heavenly Demon Armies only once.”

“….”

“….”

“Was it okay to just go?”

“That’s right. “Of course, if Confucius didn’t bring weapons from the Heavenly Horse Armory before.”

Seo-ryang opened his mouth.

“Huh, that’s right?”

“….”

“But once? Just once? “Is that the end?”

“Yes, I know so.”

“What then? “If I were to come back from a past I don’t remember, you’re saying it’s all nonsense, right?”

“Yes… that’s right. “I don’t know if the leader gives permission.”

Hey shit!

‘It’s hot, it’s hot.’

I’ve never seen him in person, but before he was reincarnated in this body, the real Seo-ryang’s reputation was almost like human trash.

Of course, he must have been greedy, and if you look at him, he was as confident as he was greedy. There’s no way a guy like that wouldn’t have joined the Heavenly Demon Armies by now.

Seo-ryang whetted his appetite.

“Well, there’s nothing I can do.”

If you have a new recruit that suits you, it’s like getting another martial arts skill. However, Seoliang had no regrets about weapons.

To be precise, it would be nice to have a good weapon, but I wasn’t the type of person who would be very disappointed if I didn’t have one.

There is no problem in hitting a person with bare hands, much less cutting steel with an ordinary knife, so there is no need to worry about being a new soldier.

“Then you can enter the Demon King Armory as you wish?”

“of course. It won’t be a problem to live there at all.”

“What? “You want me to live there?”

“Oh no! “I just wanted to tell you that it’s okay to come and go as freely as you like.”

Seo-ryang stroked his chin and was in trouble.

Of course, his worries did not last long.

“Okay then, let’s stop by Byeongchang somewhere. Still, something is going to happen with this fight…”

That was then.

bang! bang! bang!

Even the sound of a knock on the front door clearly reveals his personality.

Even without feeling the energy or hearing the voice, Seo-ryang knew who the other person was right away.

“I am Confucius! “Do you have anything?!”

Seolyang crumpled his face.

“Why did that thing come again?”

At that time, the flower of cherry blossoms! I let out an exclamation.

“Now that I think about it, Confucius, Lord Gwangma came to visit me once a dozen days ago.”

“What are you doing?”

“I don’t know the details, but… from what I said to myself, it seemed like I came to have a drink with Confucius.”

“What kind of situation is this? Why did you come all the way here just to drink again?!”

Ma Dong-pil tilted his head. Personally, I think the current situation is not that bad.

bang! bang!

“Confucius! Are you not there?! No, by the way, if people are knocking like this, at least the door…”

Bang!

Wei Hongryeon appeared at the wide open gate.

Xu Liang asked bluntly.

“Why did you come?”

“uh? Confucius! “Are you back after training?”

“Why did you come after training and nabal?”

“I came here for a drink.”

I was skeptical, but I never thought it was real.

Seo-ryang, who was quietly watching Wei Hong-ryeon, slowly closed the door.

“It doesn’t go far.”

“Eh? Now wait a minute! Why all of a sudden?!”

“It’s my heart, bitch.”

“Still, the people who came this far showed sincerity! uh? Sniff sniff what is this? “Were you eating?”

“I hope you can smell it well. go.”

“Let’s eat together too! “I even skipped breakfast!”

“Oh, please go!”

“no, I do not want! “We just play accompaniment!”

“Did you leave the alcohol?! Why are you fucking here! “Drink with the crew you care for and love so much!”

“Drinking with them is no fun!”

Ma Dong-pil, who was watching the scene from the side, turned his head.

I couldn’t believe that this was a conversation between a successor candidate for Shinkyo and a combat unit commander. No, I didn’t want to believe it.

Seoyang scratched his head.

“Ah-oh! What is really so messy? hey!”

“why!”

“This bastard? Why? “Aren’t you losing all your strength, man?”

“I naturally have a loud voice! And why are you being so lenient towards that third-level bastard, but so blunt towards me?!”

“Okay, I have somewhere to go, so come later if you want to drink.”

“Where are you going?”

“Is this why you want to receive reports now? what? No wrinkles between your eyebrows? Make a hole in your forehead and make an odd number of eyeballs.”

“Who wants to be reported to? “I was just asking, but you’re overreacting.”

“Tell me honestly. You came because you wanted to get hit, right? If that was the goal, I think it would have been somewhat successful. “If you touch me just a little bit more, I feel like my fist will fly.”

Wei Hongryun frowned.

“I came here to take time out from training the kids, but you’re really rude.”

“It’s none of my business. And if you’ve trained them, they’ll watch over you. Come and have a drink? Are you still the leader of a unit? “Are you the captain?”

“They say they are good at it.”

“Then you will take care of yourself, so you can beat Daeju too. “You say you’re good at it, but why are you doing lending?”

“Because the monthly peak is very nice.”

Xiliang sighed. Because it seemed like it wouldn’t go unless I really beat it up.

“Hey, I really have somewhere to go. Come back later. “Let’s have a drink then.”

“So where are you going!”

“I’m going to Byeongchang! The Demon King’s Armies are coming! Are you done?!”

It was then.

“Oh, you’re going to Byeongchang-el?”

Everyone’s eyes turned to Wei Honglian’s back.

When did it arrive? A middle-aged civil servant was standing there with his back to me.

“If you’re going to go, why go to the Demon King Byeongchang instead of the Cheonma Byeongchang?”

Xiliang scratched his head.

The middle-aged civil servant smiled brightly.

“Haha, it’s been 78 years since I’ve seen you like this…”

“What show?”

“….”

“I don’t know who it is, but I think you’ve come to the wrong place. Well, this is a very remote place. “Hey, when you go back, take that person with you.”

Wei Hongryun swallowed his saliva.

“Confucius.”

“I told you to take your hand out and close the door. I’m not responsible if it breaks.”

“…You are the Commander-in-Chief.”

“what?”

“I’m the Commander-in-Chief!”

“…uh?”

Surprised, Seoryang looked at the middle-aged civil servant standing outside the door.

The middle-aged scholar Hu Yaoseong scratched his head.

“I’ll be there soon, so could you please give me a cup of tea?”