Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 285

Episode 285

Shadow War (5)

“Oh really?”

“That’s right.”

“thank you. “If I had made a mistake, our paths could have diverged.”

“no. Since Commander Yeon holds such an important position, I am always watching his movements.”

“Hey, is this such an important position?”

“of course. Currently, the Murim Alliance has countless combat units and organizations. And among those organizations, the most free unit is Tang Ma-Myeol-Sa’s military unit.”

“okay.”

“This means that the Yugun unit itself is an independent unit that is free from the control of the alliance to some extent. In other words, it is a unit that can be trusted and entrusted to all levels. Commander Yeon receives that much trust.”

“That’s amazing. “I knew it was getting a lot of fame, but I didn’t know it would be to that extent.”

“This may be a bit sudden and somewhat rude, but can I ask you just one question?”

“yes? “Oh, that’s right.”

“You will turn eighteen after this year, right?”

“That’s right.”

“….”

“Why are you doing that?”

“Oh no. If so, I will contact the Hubuk branch as well. “We have prepared a carriage for you, so you can travel comfortably.”

“Oh, the carriage is fine. “Let’s just pretend we’re practicing divine law and run.”

“That long distance?”

“Haha, compared to you, I am nothing. “Then please take care of me.”

“yes. “I hope to see you again later.”

“Me too. “If you do it, that’s enough.”

Looking at the back of the young man who had already run away into the distance, Gangseo-seong Namchang, branch head of Openness, stuck out his tongue.

“Such nonsense at the age of 18… Hehe, both the head of the family and the grand duke will lead the next generation of martial arts.”

* * *

Two days have passed.

“Is your trauma completely healed?”

“yes.”

“But the important thing is the internal injuries. Now that I think about it, I was really ignorant. “Even if it’s old-fashioned, artillery is artillery, and you’re thinking of destroying it head-on.”

Yeon Ho-jeong snorted.

“If I didn’t break it in turn, your lives would all be lost.”

“i know. So it’s absurd. “I can’t believe they even mobilized artillery.”

“I see… Huh? By the way, do you know something about artillery?”

Mukbi chuckled.

“I don’t know what’s going on in the world, but I know what I need to know. At Gwanilgok, general knowledge about ejection weapons other than bows is taught. “Except for memorization.”

“I see?”

I felt like I learned something new. At least in the past, during the time of the Five Great Gods, the silence never said anything like this.

Mukbi’s eyes shone.

“Anyway, isn’t it strange?”

“what.”

“No matter how much it was a gathering of lawmakers, the use of artillery was too much. Wasn’t artillery a secret weapon within the military that could only be operated with permission from the highest leader?”

“that’s right.”

“So, that means the Uisinhoe has even reached the head of the military…”

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“Just because you’re a member of the National Assembly doesn’t mean you don’t know what’s going on in the world. “They even approached the heads of the organizations affiliated with the Murim League and told them to give up their mission.”

“hmm.”

“It’s hard to do that without some distribution. Even if it’s a bit arrogant, I still believe it. It is okay to touch the Murim Alliance to that extent. Even if a problem arises, I am confident that I have the power to overcome it.”

Mukbi’s eyes wavered.

“Then really…?”

“I don’t know yet. And this isn’t something we can handle right now.”

“yes?”

Yeon Ho-jeong glanced at the baserunner.

“Our mission is to escort the West Station priestess. “Nothing can take priority over him.”

“….”

“It’s not an easy situation to find out if Hougae is next to you right now. “For now, we’ll have to deal with it after we finish our mission safely.”

“And after completing the mission, I will report this to the higher-ups of the Murim Alliance, so it won’t be easy for even a practitioner to step forward and handle it, right?”

“yes.”

“That’s what you meant when you said it was out of your hands.”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“Yes, that’s right.”

Mukbi, who was quietly looking at Yeonhojeong, shook his head inwardly.

‘I guess that’s not why.’

She knew Yeon Ho-jeong well.

Yeon Ho-jeong never forgives anyone who touches her. In particular, he had the personality to completely destroy those who crossed the line for ridiculous reasons, such as the Uishinhoe.

But now Yeon Ho-jeong speaks. It’s not something you can handle with your own hands. They were saying that this was the right thing to do if the Murim Alliance handled it.

Is it because he really doesn’t think he needs to step forward?

‘No, it means there is something more important than that. And that thing is….’

The West Station priestess.

Mukbi, who was looking at Yeonhojeong with confused eyes, opened his mouth.

“Yeon Gongja.”

“I don’t know what I want to say, but if it’s not urgent, shall we talk later?”

“yes? why? “Where are you going?”

“Go see the West Station priestess.”

For a moment, tension appeared on Mukbi’s face.

“Yeon Gongja.”

“do not worry. Nothing special will happen.”

“….”

“However, it may be necessary to change this extremely uncomfortable atmosphere a little.”

Yeon Ho-jeong recalled the conversation with Mo Yong-woo two days ago.

‘But since we didn’t meet on the battlefield, I’ll try to find out more about her.’

Mo Yong-woo defined the West Station priestess as an enemy and showed hesitation in making a move.

Yeon Ho-jeong understood Mo Yong-woo. He had never experienced the war against the Three Religions, nor had he ever smelled the air of that bloody battlefield.

Even if you know it with your head, you cannot understand it with your heart. So you can be more cautious.

To put it the other way around, it means that Yeon Ho-jeong can never be calm about matters related to the Three Religions. I’m just trying to be cool.

‘Your words aren’t wrong.’

There was no harm in being cautious. Moreover, in Yeon Ho-jeong’s opinion, the West Station priestess did not seem to be a bad person by nature.

Of course, as he said to Mo Yong-woo, the good and evil of the three religions was not important to Yeon Ho-jeong.

Yeon Ho-jeong took a deep breath.

“I don’t like ruining the atmosphere for no reason. “I’ll meet you first and make a decision.”

At that time, Mukbi slapped Yeonhojeong on the back.

Pow!

“Oops!”

Yeon Ho-jeong almost rolled on the floor for a moment.

It was a blow so harsh that it brought tears to my eyes. Yeon Ho-jeong distorted his face and growled.

“What are you doing, man!”

“Relax your shoulders.”

“what?”

Mukbi smiled and waved his hand.

“No matter who she is, a practitioner can act like a practitioner, right? “Just like the practitioners have been doing.”

“….”

“As befits a practitioner, don’t feel pressured and if you want to commit, just go ahead and commit.”

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was silently watching, patted his back.

“I know your back will be on fire when we finish talking.”

“Come and practice some more divine law.”

“I have a blood wing.”

“I have a bow?”

“Do you think you can’t avoid it?”

“Do you think you won’t be able to get it right?”

“…kill.”

“ha.”

Ki Woo-hee sighed softly.

‘Uisinhoera.’

I lay in bed and looked at the ceiling for a while.

I was very tired, but I couldn’t sleep because my mind was complicated.

She recalled Jamyoung Ilho’s words.

‘Also, infiltrating the Murim Alliance is not something the saint would do. Nevertheless, the reason the saint is experiencing this suffering is because she has original sin.’

Yes.

She was guilty. But that sin was not committed of her own free will.

A sin I have been carrying since I was born. Half of the blood flowing from her veins contained a meanness that ‘they’ could not tolerate.

“It’s low….”

There was sadness on Ki Woo-hee’s face.

“What on earth determines nobleness? Is it noble if it belongs to a wealthy person, and is it lowly if it belongs to a poor person? Is it true that people with different skin colors are mean, but people with the same skin color are noble?”

Ki Woo-hee had no idea.

So she delved into medicine from a young age. It was a study that started with the childish idea of taking literally what others said about blood being different and really trying to understand the structure of the human body.

But as time passed, she became proficient in medicine and experienced the world, she realized.

That there is no noble person in this world. That there is only one person who can distinguish between the noble and the heavenly.

but.

“…No matter how much I cry, they won’t even understand.”

Tears welled up in Ki Woo-hee’s eyes.

Maybe now is not the time to think about that.

Whether he had a choice or not, what mattered was the fact that he was heading to the Murim Alliance. And the reality was that they had to do what they wanted there.

Even if I lament that the world does not recognize my will, the reality does not change.

‘A congressman who heals people’s bodies has to become a stooge for an organization and act like a bastard.’

Ki Woo-hee let out a sigh.

‘I had no right to criticize the Uishinhoe from the beginning. ‘I am no different from them.’

It was then.

“This is Yeon Ho-jeong, the commander of the Mortal Army.”

At that moment, she was startled and stood up in a panic.

“Can I come in?”

“yes yes?!”

“….”

“…Ah yes. Please come in.”

“All right.”

I’m sorry.

The door opened and Yeon Ho-jeong came in.

Ki Woo-hee’s eyes wavered. As soon as Yeon Ho-jeong entered, I felt the atmosphere in the room change completely.

Embarrassed, Ki Woo-hee maintained a stern posture.

‘Strange.’

Even though she knew she didn’t need to do this, she couldn’t help but feel nervous.

‘Why am I like this?’

Whenever I meet Yeon Ho-jeong, or even just hear his voice, my heart starts pounding.

Because you feel a romantic attraction to the other person? That’s not it.

Ki Woo-hee felt a deep sense of intimidation from Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes and voice. In a sense, that feeling of intimidation was tinged with more hostility than the religious defenses.

Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.

“Your Majesty is the object of my protection. “You don’t have to be so nervous.”

“Yes…”

“Can I sit down?”

“yes! “That’s right.”

So the two people sat facing the table.

Yeon Ho-jeong quietly crossed his arms and stared at Ki Woo-hee. Ki Woo-hee felt burdened by those gazes and bowed his head.

A breathtaking silence followed.

Yeon Ho-jeong was the first to break the silence.

“You seem nervous.”

“yes?!”

“There’s no need for you to be that nervous, but you’re strangely nervous.”

“ah! “That…”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.

It was time for him to open his mouth again.

“Are you… are you okay?”

“…?”

“It looks like the external injuries have all been treated, but the internal injuries still seem to be in a serious condition.”

Why?

At Ki Woo-hee’s words, Yeon Ho-jeong felt like his steam was leaking out.

“It’s okay. “It makes me feel a little sick, but I’m used to hurts like this.”

For a moment, Ki Woo-hee’s eyes flashed. The brightness in Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes was so intense that everyone who was sitting across from him was surprised.

“No! “If you leave the internal injuries unattended, your organs may suffer serious damage in the future…!!”

“….”

“…is it bad?”

Ki Woo-hee, who was surprised at himself for screaming for a moment, lowered his head again. Before I knew it, my pure white skin was turning red.

Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.

What is this human?

He looked at Ki Woo-hee and sighed as he spoke.

“You’re really fucking leaking.”

“Huh! I must have done something very wrong…?!”

“What are we going to do?”

“…yes?”

“Are you sure you came here to wash your hands?”

Ki Woo-hee just foamed at the mouth.