Return of Mount Hua Sect

Then let me remind you (5)

“My lord!”

Seol Cheon-sang raised his head with an annoyed face at the sudden, urgent voice.

Soon, the office door swung open and an elder rushed in.

"What's going on?"

Seol Cheon-sang asked in a cold voice.

Normally, I would not have greeted the elder with such sharpness. No matter what you think, the elders who remain in Binggung are the ones he needs to take care of.

However, since he found out that Binggung's information was leaking through magic, his words didn't come out well.

“Wow, that’s a big deal.”

“Don’t be fussy and talk. What's going on?”

The elder shouted with a reddened face.

“Rain, the samurai are coming to Binggung.”

“… … what?"

Seol Cheon frowned.

It was news that would leave a lot of surprise, but Seol Cheon-sang kept his composure in his own way. But the following words were enough to blow away his composure at once.

“It seems that those who followed the former royal court are gathering forces and attacking… … .”

"what!"

Aww!

Seol Cheon slammed the desk with his fist and jumped up. The marble desk was shattered, and stone dust was scattered everywhere.

He grinded his teeth into a face that was horribly contorted.

“These dare… … .”

He knew that remnants that had not yet been cleared were still hiding in various places in the North Sea.

The reason they were not captured and dealt with was not because Seol Cheon-sang was merciful. It was simply because they did not have enough energy to thoroughly search the vast North Sea.

Moreover, since the central point has disappeared anyway, it was decided that there was little chance that the scattered chaos would reunite unless Seol So-baek directly stepped in.

“How did you say they were able to get back together?”

“Ah, it seems that the former elders who escaped from the mine gathered the remnants of me, the son of the former king.”

The moment he heard that he was the son of an elder and a former royal prince, anger boiled over Seolcheon-sang's face.

“Who is leading them?”

“Elder working at the forefront… … . Ah, no, they said they saw the wife’s soul.”

“I felt pity for those who live as if they were dead mice, so I left them alive, but you dare to invade Binggung? They don't even know this subject!"

Seol Cheon-sang shouted.

“Prepare to meet the enemy now! right now!"

"Yes! Prince!”

“Return all those who went out on the search and close the gates!”

"Yes!"

“Move now!”

The elder did not even dare to answer the harsh shout, so he rushed outside.

Seol Cheon-sang, who was left alone in his office, could not overcome his wrath and took a deep breath.

'In the mine, now even Seol Sobaek?'

Those who had gone missing while on a search had returned and reported that the disciples of Hwasan had hindered their chances of catching the son of the former royal lord.

“What are these guys… … .”

Seol So-baek and his wife.

The disciples of the volcano were caught between the two, which should never be connected. It was so absurd that it was hard to believe. What the hell did they do in such a short period of time that these absurd things happened one after another?

“… … no. It was better.”

Seol Cheon-sang began to move his steps in stride.

Didn't you mean to dispose of all those volcanic bastards anyway?

“I’ll take this opportunity to kill that little bastard, the remnants of the past, and even the volcanic gangs!”

Sulfuric life emanated from Seolcheon-sang's eyes.

* * *

A huge group of warriors raced through the snowy field with fierce momentum.

As the procession continued, the crowd grew larger and larger. Those who came late joined in and the number was increasing.

“Awesome.”

“Amitabha. This momentum is encouraging people even more.”

The disciples of the volcano looked at those who were running ahead with astonished eyes.

When I first started out, I thought the morale was very high, but as time passed, instead of falling, it was rising more and more.

“But don’t you just do it? Supporters keep coming.”

"Yes."

The procession, which started with two hundred at first, increased to four hundred as those who escaped from the mine joined, and the total number of those who came along the way reached five hundred.

Even the disciples of Hwasan, who are watching from a third person's point of view, have the hope that 'it may become something now.'

“There were so many of them, so why the hell did they live so oppressed all this time?”

Baek Cheon answered Jo-Geul's question calmly.

“No matter how much firewood you have, if you don’t light it, it’s just a pile of firewood.”

“… … Is the fire lit now?”

"Yes."

“It certainly seems a little different from the midfield. Even though he is the son of the former royal prince, everyone would come here just to tell you that Confucius Seol is alive.”

“It wouldn’t be.”

“… … Yes?"

Baekcheon didn't answer, just looked ahead with a bitter expression.

If he had been in the past, he might have thought like a jo-girl. However, as he spent more time with the negative and pessimistic guy in everything he did, he stopped believing only what he saw.

Seol So-baek was still alive before.

Nevertheless, the reason why Lee Myung Han has waited for the time without notifying the fact is simple.

It was because it was impossible to confront Bingung by gathering those who supported Seol So-baek.

“If there were no people who escaped from the ice crystal mine, no matter how much news about Seol Sobaek spread, people would not have gathered. They must have thought it was worth a try.”

“It certainly is.”

Baek Cheon glanced back at him with a curious gaze.

'If you look closely, you're saying it's because of him again... … .'

If Qingming had not turned the mines upside down, this situation would not have come. Even if they were able to escape, if Qingming could not lift their ban, they would have just escaped.

At this point, it's scary now.

Who would have imagined that one person could do such a job in a foreign country with no acquaintances?

'He's a really great guy... … .'

"What you looking at?"

“… … ”

Baek Cheon shook his head and looked in front of him.

'In many ways.'

Tens of thousands of thoughts rushed to mind, but Baek Cheon had to postpone them all.

This is because the white wall, which has now become quite familiar, has finally been revealed.

“Sook!”

"okay."

Baek Cheon said as if chewing.

“It’s binggung.”

When I first faced this fortress wall, the feeling was completely different now.

At first, I was simply admiring the magnificence of that pure white fortress wall.

But now the magnificence was felt even more daunting.

The thick gates and the walls so high that it was difficult to see the end even with their necks bent all the way back made them realize once again that what they had to deal with was the Bukhae Ice Palace, which completely dominates the North Sea.

“Location.”

“… … okay."

It seemed that they weren't the only ones feeling intimidated by that wall.

It was clearly visible that the momentum that had soared in front of me without knowing the sky had stopped.

Regardless of who ordered it, the running speed gradually decreased.

Eventually, when they arrived in front of a hundred or so walls, everyone's footsteps naturally stopped.

gulp.

The sound of someone swallowing dry saliva resounded loudly. Even the blizzard, which was so common, was quiet, and the small sound spread far and wide, awakening everyone's tension.

“Binggung… … .”

“It’s Binggung.”

“… … .”

Baek Cheon was a little perplexed. The momentum that had risen up until now seemed like a lie.

'Is dealing with Binggung a burden more than we think as a North Korean?'

I couldn't tell if it was because of his loyalty to Binggung or because he knew Binggong's mighty power better than anyone else.

It was a time when everyone was unable to step forward and only looked into each other's eyes.

"what are you doing?"

“… … .”

Baekcheon turned his head with a trembling expression on his face.

The most ignorant person in the world was walking tumbling out. He had a face that did not understand why he was standing in front of him.

Baekcheon said in a slightly subdued voice.

“… … It seems we have arrived at Binggung.”

“Then we should go faster, aren’t we attacking?”

"First… … .”

At Qingming's question, Baekcheon blurted out the end of his speech. You have ears to hear, can't you just say that these people as a group seem to be terrified?

"Why? Are you doing this to decide who's going to take the lead? Do you want to be at the forefront of each other?”

“… … .”

Qingming smiled and stuttered forward.

The place where his steps stopped was unexpectedly in front of Seol So-baek.

Seol So-baek, who had a nervous expression, looked up at Cheongmyeong with a pale face.

Qingming smiled and said.

“What are you doing with that face?”

“… … Yes?"

“Ttttttttt. It's not a good thing that a child is quick-witted. A child must be a child.”

Qingming placed his hand on the child's head and ruffled her hair roughly.

“Did I say? You don't have to do anything.”

“… … Do, Master.”

“Anyway, something like an old man.”

Cheongmyung smiled and removed her hand from Seol Sobaek's head.

“You did a good job getting here. So straighten his shoulders. Straighten your face From now on, adults will take care of it.”

Then, from the back, the jogger hung up.

“The map is still underdeveloped.”

“Walk, shut your mouth.”

"Yes."

Yoonjong spoke softly and opened his eyes, and Jo-Gul shrugged his neck in a smirk.

Cheongmyeong quietly looked at the walls of Binggung, and then held out a sword in front of her.

“Location.”

"okay."

“Get ready. let's go."

"OK!"

Baekcheon stood next to Cheongmyeong without a katabuta. Yui-seol stood next to Baek-cheon and opposite Cheong-myeong with a straight pace, and Dang So-so quickly followed behind.

“Okay. These days, I feel like a spearhead every time.”

“How are you? It’s familiar and good.”

Jo-Gul and Yoon-Jong are supporting Cheong-Myeong.

“Amitabha.”

Hyeyeon stood behind Yoonjong with a firm expression without shaking.

As soon as she saw the disciples of the volcano who had camped out, Ms. Soul asked with a bewildered face.

“What, what are you doing?”

"haha. This old man is saying something very funny. What are you going to do when you come all the way here? It’s just rushing in.”

At Cheongmyeong's calm remarks, Ms. Soul tightly shut her mouth.

This is what he was originally supposed to do.

"for a bit… … First of all, Jinyoung… … .”

“Inspiration.”

Cheongmyung smiled as he looked at her wife's soul.

“War is the way to end it all while hesitating. As time goes by, the fear grows. And once the fire is extinguished, it cannot be saved no matter what.”

“… … .”

But there was still concern on the face of her maiden spirit.

"Do not worry."

Cheongmyeong rolled up the corners of his cheeks.

“Because I’m the kind of person who makes one fire terribly.”

Baekcheon, who was listening next to him, quietly shook his head.

“I think an arsonist suits you better than a thief.”

“Dongryong is quiet.”

Ms. Horn looked at Cheongmyeong with her dazed eyes.

'Isn't Iza really scared?'

We are in a situation where we have to deal with Binggung with insufficient troops. No matter how well you know about Binggung, you cannot be so fearless.

Moreover, not only this man named Cheong-myeong, but none of his companions showed any signs of fear.

'What is the name of a volcano called... … .'

Then Qingming spoke firmly.

“Anyway, if you can’t go because you’re scared, stay here like this. We will take care of it.”

"what!"

“You cheeky!”

A fierce roar erupted from all sides.

The prisoners of the mine, who had been blessed by the disciples of Hwasan, could not help themselves, but those who did not know Qingming and Hwasan seemed to have suffered serious damage to their self-esteem.

"why? Did I say something wrong?”

"this… … !”

Cheongmyung smiled at those who were angry.

“People in the North Sea say that they don’t care about water or fire because of their harsh temper, but now that I look at them, they seem to be quite stingy. I can't fight because I'm scared of binggong, so we'll be happy, right?"

Woodduck.

The sound of clenching teeth and clenching fists resounded everywhere.

"We are… … !”

“Ah, that’s it.”

Someone tried to shout, but Qingming resolutely raised his hand and cut him off.

“There’s no point in talking about this or that. If you're not a coward, prove it. We'll start first."

Qingming turned around his body.

“Sook!”

"OK!"

visor!

Baekcheon drew his sword without hesitation. Then the rest of the disciples of the volcano drew their swords at once.

"let's go!"

"Yes!"

When Baekcheon stood in the lead and started running, the disciples of Hwasan and Hyeyeon followed them without looking back.

The rest of them opened their mouths as they watched them rush towards the white wall, like a black meteor.

“I, that… … !”

"this!"

The samurai of the North Sea looked at the scene with utter dismay.

It was then.

“What are you doing!”

The lady's soul let out her shout.

“This is our fight! Do you think foreigners who are not related to the North Sea will be the first to cross the walls of Binggung?”

His eyes blazed as if fear had passed.

“People from the North Sea will not be put to shame even if they die! let's go!"

The warriors of the North Sea, whose faces were stained with anger, burst out in unison.

As Ms. Horn started running in her lead, those who had stopped rushed towards the wall with great force.

“Don’t fall behind!”

“Catch up!”

“We cross the wall first!”

There was no hesitation or hesitation left. Everyone ran without looking back, increasing the momentum.

just now.

The prelude to a war that staked the fate of the North Sea had begun.

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