Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 200

Episode 200

Head-on attack (4)

“Are you here?”

“Haha, were you at work?”

“It’s no big deal.”

Zhuge Wenhu stood up and greeted Prince Mo Yong.

“Please sit here.”

“Thank you.”

After a while, a teacup was placed between the two.

Moyong asked with a grin.

“Do you have any alcohol? “I think they said they would serve alcohol at this person’s residence before.”

Zhuge Wenhu smiled.

“Because I’m at work. “If you’ll spare some time this evening, I’ll treat you to a drink.”

“What a pity. “I have plans for dinner.”

“Then let’s postpone the drinking party until later.”

“Let’s do that.”

Moyong asked as if he was curious.

“So why did you invite this person to the office? “Did you get a call from the working group?”

“That’s right.”

Zhuge Wenhu took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to him.

Prince Moyong, who opened the letter, quickly nodded.

“It starts now.”

“That’s right.”

Zhuge Wenhu’s face became serious.

“Additional information has also come in.”

“which?”

“Do you know that it is a ghost gate?”

Mo Yong nodded his head.

“Isn’t it a fairly famous place among the 36 Gates of the Black Road?”

“That’s right.”

Gwicheolgeommun is a checkpoint with a long history of 200 years, which is unusual for a breakwater in Heukdo.

Surprisingly, their martial arts were fair and square, unlike those of the Black Sword. Although there was an overly thuggish aspect, the martial arts itself was not inferior to that of Baekdo’s honest skills.

“Gwicheolgeommun is a prestigious family in the dark province that has produced high-level swordsmen for generations. In fact, it is said that the military prowess of the munju of the time is not much lower than that of the heads of our six generations of families.”

“I know that too. Did you say his nickname was Pasangeomgwi (????)?”

“You know very well.”

“As much as necessary.”

“That’s right. The Gwicheolgeommun has a history and tradition that is unique to the Heukdo sect. In the past, it was also called the Black Road First Sword Gate.”

“So what do you say about Gwicheolgeommun?”

“It collapsed.”

At this time, Prince Moyong could not help but be surprised.

“Are you saying that Guicheolgeommun has disappeared?”

“That’s right.”

“Huh! “What happened?”

Zhuge Wenhu’s eyes sparkled.

“They say they were attacked by unknown masters.”

“How many excellent experts were put in?”

“I don’t know the details yet. However, the estimated number of attackers is approximately twenty or so, and it is said that there were traces of use of fire.”

Prince Moyong shook his head.

“Certainly, Hwagong is powerful, but it would be difficult to say that a sect as strong as Gwicheolgeommun was defeated by Hwagong alone. “I can only think that there is a difference in actual power.”

“Good to see you. In other words, it cannot be denied that the martial arts of the attackers were all outstanding.”

“But since not all of them are supreme experts, it would not have been possible to take them down without sufficient preparation.”

“I think so too. “It appears that thorough preliminary investigation, excellent response capabilities, and experts who are well suited to each other were brought in.”

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes sparkled.

“The reason you’re telling me this now is because the destruction of the Guicheol Gate is related to this mission?”

Zhuge Wenhu nodded heavily.

“That’s right. To be precise, I think there is a high possibility of that happening.”

“How do you think they are intertwined?”

“Yangcheon.”

“…!”

“Their control over information is truly amazing. Even if we try to dig deeper into the Murim Alliance and Openness, the closer we get to the center, the more ambiguous it becomes. So, most of the things related to Yangcheon are difficult to be certain about.”

“In other words, the more ambiguous an incident like this one is, the more likely it is to be related to Yangcheon?”

Zhuge Liang had no choice but to admit it. That Prince Moyong’s resourcefulness and insight are excellent.

“That’s right. “I said it was a possibility, but I believe it is certain that Yangcheon had a hand in it.”

Moyong-gun stroked his chin.

Zhuge Munho continued speaking to him who did not respond.

“Yangcheon is gaining power by uniting the Black Islands. But not all of the Black Islands came under his command. “Gwicheolgeommun was one of them.”

“That’s stupid.”

“yes?”

Prince Moyong frowned.

“Gwicheolgeommun is a prestigious gate of the Black Path. “They show off their power by destroying a force of that size… You may not know it right now, but if you look at it from afar, it’s foolish.”

Zhuge Wenhu smiled.

“I think so too.”

“But the Yang Cheon we have investigated so far is not the type of person to shake hands like that.”

“If Yang Chen destroyed the Guicheok Gate, it would not have been to show off his power and authority.”

“It means that the benefit of destroying a munmun is greater than anything else.”

“Currently, the top priority that Yangcheon wants is to expand the power of the Black Island. But in the long run, it was a foolish choice.”

“Looking at it in the long run, it is not a foolish choice, so it destroyed the Guicheolgeommun?”

“If this move was not a bad hand but a good hand, for what reason would it be reasonable to say that it was destroyed?”

“You were appeased.”

Moyong-gun chuckled.

“One of the important figures of Guicheolgeommun crawled under Yang Cheon.”

“…!”

“In other words, someone betrayed the clan.”

Zhuge Li’s eyes became bright.

‘Really, this person…’

Zhuge Wenhu was confident that he was superior to Mo Yong in terms of professional strategy and tactics.

However, he had no choice but to admit that Mo Yong-gun was superior to him in terms of his ability to look at human nature and infer the circumstances of an incident.

It was an insight that highlighted the sorrow of someone who had overcome political opponents to gain power throughout his life. Although Zhuge Liang was disappointed with Mo Yong’s abilities, he felt his guard growing even more wary.

“I thought about this report for a while. And I came to the same conclusion just before the matriarch came. “There is a traitor at Gwicheolgeommun.”

“Good to see.”

“He is probably a person who is well-versed in the art of Gwicheolgeommun and whose character will not be flawed by a single mistake.”

“I guess so. “It could be boiled down to Munju’s closest aide or his disciple.”

“I think…”

“There is a high probability that he is a disciple.”

“That’s right.”

Moyong-gun smiled.

“I understand why the military called me and told me this.”

Zhuge Mun-ho, who was looking at Mo Yong-gun, let out a sigh.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Because it’s a pity.”

“what?”

“I thought how great it would be if the head of the family could use his amazing insight and brain for the betterment of the world.”

Moyong-gun burst into laughter.

“Hehehe, this man is not as great a man as the military thinks. So let’s leave the white talk there.”

“….”

“Please give me paper, pencil, and ink.” “I will have to send a letter to the working group.”

“It’s already ready.”

Prince Moyong wrote the letter with powerful yet delicate strokes.

“How do you feel?”

Zhuge Wenhu nodded.

“great. But…”

“It’s probably going to get more dangerous sooner than expected.”

“At the same time, it’s a way to go deeper.”

Moyong-gun chuckled.

“Are you okay, soldier? The moment this letter is sent, the working group is entering the jaws of hell. And aren’t there military relatives in that working group?”

Zhuge Wenhu shook his head.

“I know and my wife knows that this mission is dangerous.”

“Hehehe!”

“Also, now I am not the father of a child, but a soldier of the Murim Alliance. “You can’t miss a golden opportunity because of personal affection.”

“You really are amazing.”

After shaking the paper to dry it, Mo Yong-gun folded the completed letter neatly and stamped it.

“Here it is.”

“I will send it right away.”

“How long do you think it will take?”

“The information network with the working group has been narrowed to the shortest distance. “It will arrive within six days, even if it is as short as three days.”

“That’s incredible speed.”

Moyong-gun stood up from his seat.

“If you do that, I’ll just go.”

He turned around.

Zhuge Wenhu opened his mouth as he saw Mo Yong-gun just about to open the door to his office.

“house owner.”

“hmm? “Do you have anything else to say?”

“From now on, you will work in the command center. “There might be a fight over time.”

It also meant not to do unnecessary things at home.

Moyong-gun smiled.

“I still don’t plan on doing that. “Three days later, the place where the command staff is gathered will be used as a temporary residence.”

* * *

“Yeon… Oh no! Third one! “Let me see!”

Full-sang dragged Yeon-ho-jeong into the room.

“Is there a problem?”

“Look at this.”

Full-sang took out a letter smaller than the palm of his hand and held it out. The letter was filled with tiny letters.

“It came from the door.”

The gate probably refers to the Murim Alliance. Yeon Ho-jeong read the letter with a calm mind.

After a moment his eyes wavered.

Full-sang quenched his appetite.

“I knew it was a dangerous mission, but I never thought we would delve into the center from the beginning.”

“….”

“hmm? “Is it the third one?”

Full-sang, who was looking at Yeon-ho-jeong, was momentarily surprised.

Burrr.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s hand holding the letter was shaking slightly. My eyes were bloodshot and life was creeping through my body.

“hey!”

Shocked, Yeon Ho-jeong instinctively took his life.

Full-sang stuck out his tongue.

“Why does this bastard get so angry every time we meet? “Did you plan to explode my heart?!”

“sorry.”

“Wow! What on earth is going on? Is there something wrong with you?”

Yeon Ho-jeong glared at the four letters, ‘Gwicheolgeommun.’

Detailed inspection. It is a prestigious black sword famous for its plain swordsmanship that does not match its subversive power.

And there was an iron-blooded warrior who had fought countless battles with Yeonhojeong in the past.

‘Gangryang(??)!’

One of the five major gods of Heukje Castle.

It was Kang Ryang who was called the strongest and worst expert of the Black Island martial arts team along with Shingung (??) Mukbi Jinyang and others.

Gangryang’s sword had reached a deeper level than any other swordsman from the martial arts faction. Although his level of achievement and power was clearly lower than that of Prince Moyong, he was a true swordsman whose sword intention was better than that of Prince Moyong.

The greatest genius in the history of Gwicheolgeommun.

A passionate swordsman who lost his clan and became a loner, regained hope of living under Yeon Ho-jeong and fiercely clashed with Baek-do.

‘Besides… Guicheolgeommun has disappeared?’

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.

‘Even if history changes, the results don’t change?!’

The Murim Alliance was founded much earlier than its original history, and Yangcheon also did not openly rally the Black Islands like this.

Although the Gwicheolgeommun was destroyed, it did not collapse so quickly. According to original history, the extinction of Guicheolgeommun would not have occurred until ten years later.

Everything has changed. Everything is changing.

“The ambassador type.”

“Yes?”

“Please tell me one thing about those who follow the Daesang style.”

Full-sang’s eyes sparkled.

He intuitively realized that Yeon Ho-jeong’s request was a very personal matter.

“What? “Tell me about it.”

“I wonder if there are any survivors from the extinct Guicheolgeommun, and if so, please get me a list of them.”

“…Hmm, I understand.”

I don’t know what’s going on, but I felt like I had to do it for now.

“But are you okay?”

Yeon Ho-jeong took a deep breath.

“it’s okay.”

I was shocked for a moment, but I’m okay now. He was the chairman of this mission. If the leader wavers, the lives of the members are in danger before the mission.

Full-sang nodded.

“good. “We’ll look into this separately, but what do you think about the letter from Moon?”

“I have to go. “Let’s just wait three more days.”

“three days? why?”

“Digging in first from this side may raise suspicion, but approaching from that side first is natural.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

“Trust me. “It will definitely come.”

two days later.

bang!

The door to the main base burst open and a group of people wearing blood-red military uniforms appeared.

The middle-aged man in the lead spoke in a cold voice.

“I came from the Blood Gate. Is there a group of men and two women here?”