Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Chapter 907

Episode 907. What is large and what is small?

The leader of the Hocheonmaeng and the elders of the Yukpa clan lost their minds when they saw the musketeer being beaten.

None of them thought that Namcheon Yeonjeokha would beat the gunman of Hocheonmaeng-even in front of the chiefs of the Chilpamun Gate like a dog.

The leaders of the Chilpamun opened their mouths wide in front of the unrealistic scene.

They couldn’t react immediately because their conscience was stung by the words of the enemy enemy.

But not everyone is like that.

The warriors of the Musketeers immediately moved when their commander, the Musketeer, was beaten in public.

Among them, Gongsonam was the fastest.

Without hesitation, he led the soldiers of the Musketeers and jumped into the VIP seat.

It was because, as a member of the Musketeers’ Department, I couldn’t just watch the musketeers get hit before deciding whether or not to fight.

Gongsonam shouted out loud.

“Stop!”

However, he is not a serial enemy who will stop just because someone tells him to stop.

His hand went up in the air once more.

In an instant, Gongson-am cried out, ‘Stop!’ It roared and attacked Yeonjeokha like a tiger.

Then, the rival enemy pushed the body of the musketeer he was holding onto Gongsonam.

Gongsonam suddenly grabbed the musketeer’s shoulder.

As the bodies of the two overlapped, the younger enemy hit the musketeer’s face with all his might.

‘slam!’ With a sound, the musketeer’s head tilted back and took a picture of Gongsonam’s face.

“evil!”

Gongsonam rolled backwards with a scream.

The warriors of the Musketeers, who had been hesitant after jumping into the VIP seat, helped Gongsonam and raised him up.

Gongsonam shouted, covering the bridge of his nose with both hands.

“Save the Musketeer!”

It is a call to charge at Namcheon in the outskirts.

Although they were afraid of Namcheon, they recklessly ran like wild boars hit by arrows.

It was because he couldn’t let the musketeer be further disgraced in front of the long-time leaders of the seven-pile clan and the onlookers.

When the warriors of the Musketeers came running, the Yeonjeokha shook his hand.

Whoops-.

The musketeers were blown away like fallen leaves by the gust of wind that arose from the palm of their hand.

The soldiers of the Musketeers, who had flown almost three feet away (about 9 meters), hurriedly got up as soon as they landed on the ground, but they did not dare to return to the VIP seats.

Gongsonam looked around at the leaders of the Chilpamun Gate with a bewildered face.

No matter what anyone said, they believed that Chilpamun was the head of Murim.

An unbelievable thing happened at the place where the long leaders of the Chilpa family gathered.

But even after seeing that, no one came forward to criticize Namcheon.

Is it because the Jangmun people are not free from Namcheon’s criticism?

Or was it because he was afraid of his inaction?

If it is the former, there is hope, but if it is the latter, it is no exaggeration to say that it is the end of the Hocheonmaeng.

What is the meaning of a strong man who can’t stop even one person’s defeat?

Then Yeonjeokha asked Gongsonam.

“Hey, Mister Musketeer. Do you think it is natural for the small to sacrifice for the great?”

“exactly!”

Gongsonam replied in a resolute tone.

Three days after that, the much-talked-about and troubled Mid-Autumn Festival Moorim Contest was over.

Hocheonmaeng selected 300 masters through the Moorim Competition.

Among them, the top 10 people earned the nickname of “Top Thousand Girls” after the tournament.

However, the person who drew more attention than the three hundred masters and the good ten-geol was the Namcheon rival.

As he beat the Hocheonmaeng Musketeers and the Musketeers, the fan affair became known all over the world, and the Hocheonmaeng Murim Competition was called ‘the most terrible martial arts competition in history’.

Either way, Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-cheon returned to Hebi as soon as the Hocheonmaeng Murim Tournament was over.

That night.

Confederate conference room.

Namgungcheon was called to the conference room without even having time to recover from the fatigue of the long journey.

The expressions of the masters of Oh Dae-se, who filled the conference room, were not good.

It is only natural that Sogaju of the Namgung family, who can be said to be the backbone of the Namgung, attended the Hocheonmaeng Moorim Competition, not the Namgung.

When Namgungcheon was seated, Bancheon Ilgeom Mo Yongmun, the commander-in-chief of the Southern Alliance, called him by name and stood him up.

“Namgungcheon. Do you have any facts that you did not participate in the last Mid-Autumn Festival of the Southern League and went to the Hocheon League?”

“yes.”

“Why did you go to the Hocheon Meng when you know better than anyone else the tense relationship between the Southern Meng and Ho Chun Meng? Did Namcheon Daehyeop invite you to go? Or do you have other intentions?”

Namgungcheon said with a calm face.

“Namcheon only accompanied me because I said I would go. If you ask me if I had any intentions, I just went there because I was curious about the Hocheonmaeng’s Moorim Competition as a Dongdo. Are there any laws or rules telling me not to go? If there was, I would have considered it.”

At his words, the five masters frowned.

This is because saying that you would have considered it means that you can go even if you set the rules.

When Namgungcheon came out crookedly, Mo Yongwen stepped back.

It was because there was nothing to be gained by pushing Sogaju of the Namgung family in front of the leader.

“This place is not made to criticize you. You and the Namcheon Daehyeop overturned the Hocheon alliance, and it actually benefited the Namcheon alliance, but there is no reason for that. The reason I called you was to tell you not to participate in the Yiwu Hocheon League event. It is difficult for two tigers to live on the same mountain. Nam-maeng and Ho-cheon-maeng are tigers who live in a mountain called Murim. One of them has the destiny to leave. You don’t want the Nam Maeng to disappear from Moorim, do you?”

“well. Isn’t it something to think about? What if Moorim was not a mountain but an ocean? And what if Nammaeng and Hocheonmaeng were not tigers but whales? I think we can live well together in our respective areas.”

Then, harsh words came out of the mouths of the masters of the four generations.

“Ugh! Where does the musketeer speak, but he always talks back!”

“Do you think that our Murim family say such things because they are not as smart as you!”

“If the Namgung family gives you a cow, you should behave like a cow!”

“Lord! Is that what Namgung Family meant?”

When someone brought in the leader, the eyes of the masters of the Murim family all turned to the wall of Namgung.

Namgung Byeok, who had been sitting silently, opened his mouth.

“If that was the will of the Namgung family, would you have agreed to call Sogaju here? I am also a newcomer.”

Then he turned to his son.

“Chun-a Nam-maeng and Ho-cheon-maeng are in a good relationship now, but I don’t know what will happen if there is a dispute between the divisions under them. That’s why I told him to keep his distance from Hocheonmaeng. But on the contrary, I can’t understand why you are participating in the event of Hocheonmaeng. Not too long ago, you understood the situation of the Southern Alliance better than anyone else. Did something happen that would cause a sudden change of heart?”

Namgungcheon said the words he had been waiting for at this time.

“About ten days ago, the messengers of Hocheonmaeng came, and they were people who worked with Jinmae in the past. Before they left the South, they met Jin Mae and went back. That day, Jinmae was taken to the guardhouse and interrogated for five hours (ten hours). One reason is that I briefly met Ho Chun-Meng’s acquaintance. They said that the Hobeopdang treated Jin Mae as liver. Was there even a war between the Nammaeng and the Hocheonmaeng? Isn’t it too much between groups of the same political faction? Are you being treated like a ganja just because you met an acquaintance? Yes, so I went to the Hocheonmaeng event. What kind of mortal sin is meeting with Hocheonmaeng people? I will continue to meet with Hocheonmaeng people in the future. Since when did it become a sin to meet and interact with the Moorim comrades?”

At his son’s words, Namgung Byeok pressed his temples with both hands.

I vaguely guessed it, but I really didn’t know that I would commit such an eccentricity for that reason.

Jin Seol-ha was treated as a ganja and would stop by Hocheon-maeng?

I can’t believe that my son who is in his thirties, not his teens and twenties, will have such a stroke!

“Hmm! It is unfortunate that Jin Seol-ha suffered hardships as a member of the Hocheon League, but the relationship between the South League and the Hocheon League is not so good at the Hobeopdang. This kind of behavior of yours is of no help to both the Southern Alliance and Jin Seol-ha.”

Namgungcheon then spoke while looking at his father.

“You asked last time, right? What would Jin Mae do if he wanted to leave the Southern Alliance? I learned quite a few things from the Hocheon League’s Murim Tournament. If the Jin Hawk wants to leave the Southern League, then I will follow the Jin Hawk.”

The meeting room turned upside down at the sudden declaration of Namgung Seon, the owner of the small household, Namgungcheon.