Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Chapter 130

Episode 130

When I changed the way I conducted research, the effects were immediate.

I was able to hear an interesting story from Seo Ho-seon, who went on an infiltration mission to the black market.

“So, are you saying that the masked martial arts people purchased ten young men and women under the age of two?”

“yes. Due to the nature of the market, there were quite a few people who hid their identities with masks or masks, but that group definitely stood out.”

“Did they do anything unusual?”

“It wasn’t like that. However, the level of each item was too high to be a simple slave trader. He also showed great care for the health of the slaves he purchased.”

“Did you ever sense demonic energy from them?”

“It wasn’t like that.”

I narrowed my eyes and was lost in thought.

Just because someone was a demonic cultist, there was no law that meant they would walk around radiating demonic energy.

This is because believers belonging to foreign centers who frequently go on missions often learn the method of meditation rather than magic.

‘The part I’m more interested in is...’

I was concerned about the fact that they were purchased by unknown masked people.

Originally, the act of purchasing had a purpose.

However, when purchasing slaves, the Mask people did not discriminate between men and women.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all young people under the age of Lee Rip.

‘I can’t figure out what the slaves were purchased for.’

When I conducted an investigation into the disappearance case, I felt disappointed in this area.

However, now I am starting to question its irregularity.

‘I think it was worthwhile to change the direction of the investigation.’

It seemed worth digging into a little more detail.

I instructed Seo Ho-seon to continue to monitor the movements of the black market and illegal slave dealers and issued an order to banish them.

He then called Damun and left the guesthouse.

The night before, a man who identified himself as a member of the Gwiju branch handed me a letter.

The letter stated that Cheonghyeoldomun had declared war on Hyogajang (驍家莊) and that he would like help preventing it.

‘First of all, nominally I came to help the Gwiju branch, so I should be seen participating in the battle.’

* * *

At the same time, somewhere in Gwiju.

The red-robed man who heard his subordinate’s report in a sealed stone room frowned and asked back.

“Heavenly Dragon? “Are you talking about the late Ji-soo, who made a great contribution in suppressing the assassination army?”

“That’s right.”

“Why does that guy show up in Gwiju?”

“It appears that you have responded to the Guizhou branch’s request for support.”

“Why did the ganja planted at the branch only become known now? “There is no way Cheonryong would have visited the branch without contacting us in advance.”

“He said it was not within his jurisdiction to check what kind of communication he had with other branches. “It seems like it was an issue that even the branch manager didn’t pay much attention to in the first place.”

“You seem like a useless guy.”

The enemy man tsk and clicked his tongue.

Heavenly Dragon (天龍) Yeonsun.

It was a familiar nickname and name.

Isn’t he the person who took the life of the youngest brother, the youngest brother, and no one else?

‘You probably know about the existence of artificial ruins... no. Anyway, that’s too much of an idea.’

I was nervous.

Just walking all the way to Gwiju with a request for support, which was just a formal document, was nerve-wracking, and he even brought along Chang Myeong-gung, a renowned expert in the field.

I couldn’t help but feel wary.

‘Could it be that the religious leader foresaw this situation and assigned that crazy old man to me?’

Il Da-kyung rubs his chin and ponders.

The man said, shaking his head as if shaking off his thoughts.

“Are you behaving calmly, Mr. Demon?”

“yes. You haven’t stepped out of your private room for the past few days. “They seem to be satisfied with the continuous supply of fresh blood.”

“Then you are lucky.”

“I have one more thing to report to you.”

Damun, who was waiting, threw the fetish on the floor.

Then something surprising happened.

Saaaaa.

Fog covered the area around Hyogajang.

The fog was so thick that even a warrior who had reached his peak could not see an inch in front of him.

Kaang!

Let’s go!

As the pre-installed battle law was activated, the Cheonghyeoldomun side camp became a state of chaos.

The warriors, enveloped in fog, began to fight among themselves.

“Holy shit!”

“Stop! “It’s a trap!”

“Don’t fight, get back! “We have to get out of the camp!”

Gwiju Samjeol shouted at the top of his voice, but it did not reach the disciples who had lost their senses due to anxiety.

In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of victims.

“.......”

Namgung Baek, who was watching the scene with me from afar, had a blank expression.

“How on earth did this happen?”

“Actually, the secretary of our branch is a very capable person.”

“yes?”

Based on the information sent from Hao Mun, I found out that the Blue Blood Daemon’s next target was Hyogajang, and gave Damun one instruction.

Go to Hyogajangju, ask for his understanding, and set up a camp that surrounds the entire manor.

I deliberately did not inform the Gwiju branch of this fact.

This was because I was conscious of the possible presence of ganja.

“Have you ever heard of the nickname Chiunryong?”

“Queen Dragon?”

“It looks like you don’t know.”

Compared to other dragon peaks, the reputation of the Qiunryong was on the low side.

If it was natural, it was natural.

It’s a nickname created with a semi-derogatory meaning.

In fact, there were almost no people who thought that the Chiunryong and the Earth Dragon were the same.

“I can guarantee you that there will not be a better striker than him in the entire midfield.”

“...!”

Namgung Baek’s jaw dropped.

It seemed like he couldn’t easily accept the situation unfolding before his eyes.

“Kaaak!”

“You guys! “Go away!”

Even the warriors of the Cheonghyeol Daomun, who were so powerful, could not use much power in the face of unexpected supernatural phenomena.

I sat with my butt against a nearby rock and calmly admired the scene.

‘It looks like you prepared in a hurry.’

Since arriving in Gwiju, Damun visited Hyogajang every day and focused on installing the Jinbeop.

Because it was not a strategy that took enough time to create, its power was somewhat low.

It doesn’t work for skilled players, including Guizhou Samjeol, and it’s also true that if you pay a little attention, you can easily find the life path.

‘It won’t work the second time.’

This would be the first and last time I could have fun with Damun’s strategy.

It may be said that they suffered because they didn’t know it the first time, but from then on, they will keep the existence of Jinbeop in mind and make their moves.

‘But that’s enough.’

I drew a smile on my face as I stared at Damun, who was being protected by Hyogajang’s elite warriors.

‘After experiencing bitterness once, the Cheonghyeoldomun will have no choice but to move more cautiously than before. The pace of advance will be that much slower.’

In the first place, stopping Cheonghyeoldomun’s ambitions was beyond my interest.

What you need is some time.

While they were lazing around, I planned to subdue the Iron Blood Demon Army and achieve the purpose of my visit to Gwiju.

‘First, we capture the demonic cultists wandering around the black market and dig up information. It is only after that that the operation will begin in earnest.’