I Became A Disciple Of The God of War

Martial Alliance, Main Office—

Today, a large crowd of people visited the main office.

Since it was a political situation in the fog, meetings were held daily under the chairmanship of the Alliance Leader, but today was a special regular meeting day where the elders and the military strategist, Zhuge Hyuk, were also observing.

Furthermore.

"Elder Baek is also here!"

Although he was an outsider, Baek In-hwa, who did not spare his advice in various fields, also attended.

"Military Strategist Zhuge. Welcome. Hohoho."

"Haha! It is truly reassuring to have a strange person like Elder Baek as an advisor to our alliance."

"An advisor? That's too much. I'd be lucky not to be treated as a freeloader."

"Who would treat Elder Baek as a freeloader? Hahaha. How about just settling down in the Central Plains like Jeon Woo-chi this time?"

"Hoho! I have been coming and going to the Central Plains as if it were my own home since my youth, but I was born in Goryeo. How could it be better than my hometown? I plan to return to my hometown after revealing the identity of the Evil King's Castle and when the mastermind is subdued."

Baek In-hwa, who possessed outstanding martial arts and mysterious abilities, was respected by most of the Martial Alliance for his commensurate character.

In particular, he had a special relationship with the military strategist Zhuge Hyuk, and since both were proficient in powers, techniques, strange arts, and illusionary arts, it seemed that there was a deep bond that penetrated each other.

It was when the two were having a conversation.

"The Alliance Leader is entering."

Abbess Hongryeon entered the conference room.

At the same time, everyone in the room stood up and cupped their fists.

"Welcome, Alliance Leader."

"You are working hard."

"Welcome!"

At that.

"Thank you all for attending. I was just about to announce a particularly important matter today."

Abbess Hongryeon, who had taken her seat at the head of the table, continued with a solemn expression.

"A while ago, people from the Eastern Depot, an imperial organization, were escorted to the main office. I secretly interrogated them, and in the process, I discovered a surprising fact. That fact is..."

***

'That can't be!'

'My goodness...'

'I can't believe it!'

The moment Abbess Hongryeon's words ended, a look of astonishment flashed across everyone's faces.

It was inevitable.

Because even Abbess Hongryeon herself seemed to have a hard time believing it.

"I can't be sure yet. But the fact that Eunuch Han is an accomplice of the White Lotus Cult. The fact that the White Lotus Cult is composed of the forces of the former Blood Cult. The fact that they are manufacturing, restoring, and producing a large number of demonic beasts, and the fact that the name of the Blood Demon, Taeho-gong, was mentioned as the mastermind behind it. These are all things that would shock everyone."

At that, someone asked with a pale face.

"Alliance Leader. Isn't that an absurd story? I don't know about the other things, but the Blood Demon, Taeho-gong... died at the hands of the great hero Moyong."

In that moment, evidence supporting that claim poured out from here and there.

"That's right. The Blood Demon, Taeho-gong, is definitely dead."

"Isn't that a ridiculous story!"

Abbess Hongryeon also fully understood their outcry.

Because the Blood Demon, Taeho-gong, had definitely died at the hands of the God of War...

But.

"By any chance, is there anyone who has recovered the body of the Blood Demon?"

The question came from an unexpected place.

It was Baek In-hwa.

"At that time, the subjugation of the Blood Cult was concluded, and I understand that the rear guard handled the posthumous affairs. Because most of the masters of the Nine Great Sects and the Eight Great Families who had led the vanguard were seriously injured or had died."

"Then, there is no one in this room who has recovered the body of the Blood Demon?"

"Elder Baek..."

In an instant, Baek In-hwa rose from his seat, moved to the center, and then opened his mouth.

"You must have been surprised by my absurd words. But there are many things in the world that cannot be explained by words. For example, necromancy. From the technique of raising and controlling the corpses of the dead, to the technique of handling naturally occurring zombies. Furthermore, sorcerers who are skilled in the arts of the unorthodox path sometimes even control nature. Didn't you see No Yeong-myeong creating dark clouds and thunder with his Heaven's Escape Art and attacking Young Hero Jin?"

The moment they heard Baek In-hwa's words, the faces of the people were filled with worry.

What if, by any chance, the Blood Demon, Taeho-gong, had been 'resurrected'?

'Now that the God of War and the Heavenly Demon have passed away, who can stand against him?'

Before they knew it, a spark of anxiety had ignited in their hearts.

"I agree with Elder Baek's words. Of course, the dark art of resurrecting the dead is a peculiar thing that cannot be found even in ancient literature, and even if it exists, I believe there is no one in this era who possesses the magical power to realize it. However, preparing for all possibilities is the basis of the art of war, and a golden rule. We must take a corresponding stance."

This time, the military strategist, Zhuge Hyuk, stepped forward and supported Baek In-hwa's opinion.

Murmur-murmur—

Suddenly, astonishment and confusion swirled in the conference room.

Because the words that the Blood Demon was alive were unbelievable, they didn't want to believe it, and it was something that should never have happened.

Just then.

It was when Abbess Hongryeon, who had been listening to the conversation of the people in silence, opened her mouth in a low voice.

"So, I have come to the judgment that I can no longer drag this situation on lukewarmly."

"Alliance Leader..."

"Alliance Leader..."

"The cooperation with the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult that Military Strategist Zhuge proposed at the last regular meeting. I plan to push for it."

"Ah...!"

"Hah...!"

Sighs flowed from the mouths of the elders.

The cooperation with the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult that Zhuge Hyuk had proposed at that time was an extremely practical and brilliant plan in that it could minimize the bloodshed of the Orthodox Path and effectively subjugate the White Lotus Cult.

But since the people of the Orthodox Path, who were composed of prestigious orthodox sects, had opposed it, saying that they could not join hands with the Demonic Cult, which was fundamentally different, Abbess Hongryeon had not been able to push for the matter...

"I am not unaware of your uncomfortable feelings. But if the White Lotus Cult is a new derivative of the Blood Cult, it is clear that there will be too much bloodshed to subjugate them with the power of the Orthodox Path alone. We old people can die, but aren't the lives of our juniors precious?"

At Abbess Hongryeon's repeated persuasion, a gentle ripple arose in the hearts of the people.

Although they were high-nosed and proud members of prestigious orthodox sects, before that, they were someone's master, someone's parent.

There was no cold-blooded person who would accept the death of their juniors as a matter of course with grand words like a holy sacrifice.

"Alliance Leader. If so?"

"I plan to dispatch So-ah as the representative negotiator of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult."

***

A few days later—

Moyong Family's Grand Training Ground—

"One!"

"In-fi-nite!"

"Two!"

"Phy-si-cal!"

"One!"

"Bo-dy-y-y-y!"

"Two!"

"Re-mo-del-ing!"

"That's all! We will conclude this morning's threshing training and physical training. We will treat the injured areas with acupressure and medicinal water after one shichen, so be aware of that and assemble. Ah! For reference, don't miss the evening training, not a single person. Tonight's evening training is 'mountain climbing', which is excellent for strengthening cardiopulmonary endurance and perseverance. Of course, at a full sprint."

'O Lord... please just let that bastard die.'

'Buddha... that guy is a demon. Shouldn't a demon be in hell?'

'F*ck!!!'

The new members of the Moyong family, who had gathered from all over.

They had jumped for joy when they first heard the news that they would be learning martial arts.

It was only natural...

—Wow! I'm going to learn martial arts from the young master Jin So-ah, who is famous in the martial world?

—I'm going to become a master. And then I'll make a name for myself too!

—Even if I can't achieve great success, learning martial arts is a golden opportunity. I can protect myself for a long time, and I won't have to suffer any unfair things in my life!

Everyone had harbored such a blue cloud of ambition.

Until the training began, that is.

But as they experienced the atrocities of 'human rights obliteration' that took place under the banner of 'infinite stamina' and 'body remodeling', they realized how absurd their aspirations were.

But.

—There is no such thing as giving up in the dictionary of the Moyong family.

So-ah had deprived them of even the right to give up.

From the very beginning, when he had summoned the Moyong clan members who were scattered all over the world, he had not harbored the slightest thought of making them freeloaders.

He planned to teach the younger generation martial arts to contribute to the family's power, and to put the older adults to work on all sorts of miscellaneous tasks, utilizing their respective experiences.

Also, among them, he had assigned the family's office work to those who were outstanding in their studies, while he had carried out an efficient personnel management by handing over those who were bright in business to the chief steward who was in charge of the administration and household affairs.

"Ah! Gentlemen. I almost forgot. All eating and drinking is prohibited during the break."

"Wh-Why?"

"Yes. Because you'll throw it all up during the evening training anyway. Keep your stomachs empty. If you want to suffer even a little less."

"Ah!!"

"That's too much!"

"Can't you just let us live?!"

The young men and women, who were not yet of age, tried to whine to So-ah.

But it didn't work on So-ah at all.

"Aww! You're exaggerating. What do you mean, let you live? Am I a person who kills you?"

"Ah~~~ you are a person who kills!"

"You're really too much!"

"You brats! You're still training at a ve-e-e-ry low difficulty. Look at this guy, this guy! Look at this guy, Yi Baek. How long has it been since he became an external disciple, and his body, his body. Huh? His muscles are about to burst."

So-ah pointed at his top disciple, Yi Baek, and burst into laughter.

At that, Yi Baek, perhaps because he was embarrassed, blushed and just scratched his innocent head.

"Look at this guy. He's grinning just because I gave him a compliment."

"M-Master. When did I grin?"

"Ah! I see. Now my disciple is even talking back to me. It's all my fault, my fault."

"Master..."

"In that sense, Yi Baek."

"Yes."

"You have a private lesson during the break. Follow me!"

"Yes!"

As soon as his words ended, the trainees clicked their tongues as they watched the two leave the training ground with a quick run.

"Like master, like disciple..."

"Young Master Jin is one thing. But that friend, Yi Baek, doesn't he seem to be enjoying the training?"

"He's tough, so tough. He's tenacious, so tenacious."

***

"Master? Why are we here?"

Yi Baek, who had followed So-ah, could not hide his bewilderment.

Since it was a private training session, he had expected that they would be refining their moves at the rear training ground or that a mountain hike would take place...

The place So-ah had brought him to was a stone room in the third annex, which had not yet been completed.

"Yi Baek-ah."

"Yes?"

"I have a gift for you."

"A gift... you say?"

At the word 'gift', Yi Baek's eyes lit up.

So-ah, on a large box that was placed in a corner of the stone room, placed it on the round table and then soon opened the lid of the box.

At that.

"Wow... what is all this, Master?"

"I'm your master, but I haven't taken care of you so far. So I prepared this. Kekekek."

"Ah, so that's why you brought me here."

"It's a secret from the rookie family trainees. It will be a headache if a group protest breaks out. You're a chaebol, right? Tell them you bought it with the allowance you got from home!"

"Of course."

"Now! Try it on. And put this on too."

The gift was an armor to protect the upper body and a pair of fist guards.

Since Yi Baek was learning the Ten-Second Invincible Arts, he would grow up to be a hand-to-hand fighter.

For a hand-to-hand fighter, armor and fist guards were the best weapons.

"Master. How can the armor be so flexible and even have elasticity?"

"Because it's refined with a special material. It's ve-e-e-ry expensive. The fist guards are made of <Vajra Heavenly Silkworm Thread>."

In that moment.

"I will not forget my master's grace. I, your disciple, will really do my best to become a proud martial artist!"

Yi Baek, exuding a sense of tragedy, suddenly gave a big bow.

"Whoa, whoa! Stop it. The money your father is investing in our family is so much. I have to do at least this much."

So-ah helped Yi Baek up and patted his shoulder.

But...

Glare-glare—

Yi Baek's eyes were filled with a fiery light, as if he would become the 'number one in the world' at any moment.

'Phew... this guy is really burdensome every time he's like this.'

Once again, So-ah was astonished by Yi Baek's hot passion.

"Master! Please train me. It's alright if my body breaks. It doesn't matter if my soul is cut off! I will work hard! And hard again!"

'My goodness...!'

So-ah felt fear for the first time as a hell instructor.

'Should I really push this guy like crazy?'

In the end, while he was having such a vicious thought.

"Young Master Jin! You were here!"

The chief steward entered the stone room.

"Huh? Chief Steward. How did you know I was here?"

"Haha. I saw you storing all sorts of treasures here a few days ago."

"Ah! Haha. You caught me. But what is it?"

"Young Master Jin! You must go to the Martial Alliance headquarters immediately."

"Pardon?"

"It is an urgent summons from the Alliance Leader."

(End of Chapter)