The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Baek Yeo-rin, who was looking closely at the person who came up, muttered with a perplexed look. There’s no way you can’t recognize it. Apparently that face was a white vote that disappeared without saying a word ten years ago.

Why now? Why do you show up here?

“What? Orabi?”

But her words didn’t help much in the current situation.

“Sigh! Look at this! You peeled the pumpkin right back.”

Roh Young-chan raised his spirits with a smile as if he were caught well.

It’s a mistake. Unknowingly speaking provided an excuse for war.

Damn, I put up with it like that’s all.

All the effort collapsed in an instant.

How come you’re showing up now? You haven’t heard from me…

I felt resentful. It’s been 10 years.

“LOL, that’s great. It’s a war you guys walked on first.”

Roh Young-chan did not miss the chance.

“Guys!”

The war was about to begin with his curious cry. Baek closed her eyes tightly.

“They’re saying the same thing.”

“……..?”

Squeak, squeak.

The languid voice that appeared with the scream of the trampled wooden stairs.

A young, blue man slowly climbed up the stairs where Baekpyo walked.

And below that, all the fallen warriors of the hegemonic party.

What?

For a moment, Roh Young-chan forgot what kind of expression to make.

It was the same with Baek Yeo-rin and other hundred heads of state.

What is this situation now?

Oh my god!

“You’re making a scene for nothing!”

Jin-moo, who climbed up to the end of the second floor, hit Baek-pyo’s back of the head, who was trying to kill him.

“Why are you hitting me?”

“Why do you ask because you don’t you?” I was going to buy you a meal, but why are you fighting all of a sudden?”

“All right, step aside, please. Eunkwang! (Singing “Eun-gong”)

“You’re going to die because you’ve been looking at me? I’m going to pop!

As Jin-moo raised his hand with his eyes glaring, Baek-pyo flinched and shrank his neck. Still throwing cold blood.

They looked as if they were completely out of touch with the present situation.

“Oh, look at this. There are a lot of familiar people.”

Jin-moo, who came forward of Baek-pyo, smiled as he looked at the warriors of the Power Party. Only then did I understand why the white vote took its own course. I remember now. Guilin’s powerhouse

Moreover, the woman on the other side saw a hundred votes and said it was Orabi, so of course it must be a hundred.

But,

“Are you guys fighting?”

“…..”

Jin-moo’s words made everyone look dumbfounded.

Jinmu-ya remembered the memories of the past and said it as an 80-year-old man, but it was just an informal talk to the listeners.

“You little punk!”

The reaction immediately bursts out.

Baek Ga-jang has yet to accurately judge the situation because it was a true dance that treated Baekpyo, who appeared in 10 years, as if he was struggling. The start is, of course, a power party.

The warrior behind Roh Young-chan immediately extended his fist.

but, Like this.

Jin-moo, who slightly twisted his wrist, twisted it slightly

Whisk. Thump!

Without even using force, he turned around in a big circle and was stuck on the floor.

“Well, you’re too hasty.”

“…!”

It was a light and simple move, but the surprise of those watching was indescribable.

In particular, the martial arts of the hegemonic party were even more so.

The person who just attacked Jinmu was a senior high schooler who was in charge of an external patrol of the Power Party. He knocked him down just by rubbing his wrist.

“I’m in a good mood today So just go. Isn’t it a good opportunity?”

Jin-moo bent his eyes and said with a smile.

“You punk…”

As a good Safinian, the head of the inner party of the Power Party, Munchu, who spoke out without giving in to the enemy’s strength, leaned back.

No one saw a hand reach his head. He just waved his hand like a fly.

“The old Sunghyun said that every word he says pays his debts for a thousand yen. Now, who else wants to talk?”

Jinmu still laughs.

At that moment, there was only one thought stuck in everyone’s head.

A master. He was far superior to them.

It was a blessing for the centurion and a curse for the hegemonic party.

“What a dog…”

Roh Young-chan, who looked like he was going to eat meat because he couldn’t miss all the meat, hardened his face.

“Who are you?”

As expected, Sapa people are quick to change their stance. It’s really Age doesn’t matter. A strong man is a law and justice in Moorim. This is all the more so for the Sapines.

So the honorifics you just spoke saved your life. At least I won’t pick your ass.

“Me? Hyuk… I’m just a customer.”

Jinmu, who almost said Hyukryeon Mugang because of the familiarity he felt after a long time, grumbled around.

Sir?

He couldn’t have known that he was trying to hide his identity.

“I don’t know what your relationship with Baek Ga-jang is, but it’s a struggle between forces. Started at the head of the hundred.”

“Of course I do. Why not?”

There is no reason why the word “unmatched politics” was created. It was the political faction and the political faction that always fought when they got together.

And what Roh Youngchan meant.

It was a power struggle and it was said that the irrelevant person should go away because it started at 100 households first.

But where did Jin-moo care about that?

“So what?”

“……..what?”

“So what? Are you going to fight?”

“It doesn’t matter. I was just trying to cut you some slack But there’s no reason to refuse if you want to try it out. It’s annoying, but it’s not bad to pick everything here.”

He laughs and spits out cruel words.

But it’s true.

The white vote is not an easy one. With the collection method, even cruelty remained in its hands, so if they fought, it would be difficult for the powerful party to survive in full with the current numbers.

Of course, he was responsible for what he did, but it doesn’t matter. And since Jinmu beat up all the warriors on the first floor, Baekga Market has become much more dominant in numbers.

Don’t stop me.

I sighed when I saw the first floor of the warriors who were lying down without a single Jinmu.

I don’t know what you’re fighting for, but you have to let it live. They’re nice people who recognize adults and talk to each other in honorifics.

“Do you want to try?”

“…….!”

It was still a smiling Jinmu, but I was suffocating under the pressure of Roh Young-chan.

the energy of the gush The pressure, such as a great evil, was weighing on the entire store.

“Bird, much greater than I thought.”

Roh Young-chan raised all his energy with the pride of the head, but his feet were digging into the floor. In the meantime, Jinmu changed the momentum subtly, bothering each and every one of the powerhouses.

Starting with Noh Youngchan, next to it, and then… Huh?

At one point, Jin-moo’s gaze stopped in one place.

“Oh, are you spilling?”

A strange man was caught.

No matter how much energy he did not use, he could not even hold out his own heads and was giving out the energy of a true radish when he clenched his teeth.

Look at you’

I’m so proud of Jinmu that I’m going to take a test

“Moo, I’ll back off.”

Roh Young-chan, who seemed to kneel at this rate, urgently replied.

Oh my god!

Then, Jin-moo’s energy disappeared as if he had washed away, and the martial artists of the oppressive Power Party exhaled their breath.

“Yes, well thought out. You’re the only one that’s going to lose if you keep searching.”

Jinmu smiled brightly and pulled a chair down.

“But what’s your name?”

“Gasp, gasp… I don’t want to…”

“Not you.”

“What?”

Jin-moo raised his finger irritatingly, and everyone’s eyes were on him.

It was a warrior standing behind Roh Young-chan.

“Oh, this person… No, this person…”

Roh Young-chan suddenly changes his words. This person?

“I didn’t ask you.”

“……”

Roh Young-chan’s face was wrinkled with shame. Isn’t this where 100 warriors are watching?

However, life came before pride. If you are a master who puts down enough energy to weigh down your entire body, you will be left unconditionally with the world as soon as you fight.

“What’s your name?”

At the subsequent question of Jinmu, the nominated warrior bowed politely.

“I’m Mok Ingyeom.”

“Mok In Gyeom?”

I’ve never heard of him.

And Roh Young-chan briefly called him ‘this person.’

He pulled it.

That means you have that status. It doesn’t make sense for a guy who leads a breakthrough in Safa to have a stronger subordinate than himself.

Sapacheon Stream? No way.

It is not easy to lose the spirit of the master of the sword and steel. There was no way that he couldn’t remember such a core master.

Who could it be?

Jinmu opened his eyes slightly and looked at a person named Mok Ingyeom

“If you allow us, we’ll leave now.”

Roh Young-chan has asked for it with his head down. Jinmu nodded his head without thinking further. I’m curious about Mok Ingyeom, but what’s important about that? It’s important that such a young master is in Safa.

There was no reason to stop him even though he said he would go. He didn’t attack Jinmu, and he didn’t mean to stop Sapa’s seeds, so why kill them all?

“Oh, yeah. Go.”

“Thank you, sir!”

Unlike the rude white vote guy, he has a good sense of greeting.

All right, work hard, you guys. Safa’s future is bright. Jin-moo waved his hand cheerfully to Noh Yong-chan, who said hello once again.

When they disappeared, Baek Jerin and Baekjang’s elders rushed up and knelt down.

“Thank you for your help.”

“…..”

I didn’t mean to help.

By the way, I can’t believe that I met my brother in 10 years and he said hello to me first without even looking at me. A family can turn a blind eye to an enemy.

Anyway, political factions…

Jin-moo thought that Baek-pyo was a pity and stuck his tongue inside.

But that’s it for now. He finally accomplished what he had set his mind on.

It’s as good as taking him home because he has younger brothers and retainers. Good job, Jinmoo!

I’ll miss the taste of the meat he cuts for me, but now I can get rid of the annoying and rude guy.

And the price of the meal was solidified. I’ll eat it when I get home.

“Well, then let’s all work hard.”

“What?”

Everyone raises their heads as if embarrassed by Jin-moo’s sudden greeting.

“What? Do you have something to say?”

“No, it’s not that. It’ Don’t do this. Go to the main show.”

“Huh? What are you going to do?”

“What?”

Baek Yeo-rin looked perplexed at Jin-mu’s response.

“You must be mistaken, I’m just here to take the guy out of the house. on a roundabout way.”

“….”

Only then did Baek Yeo-rin look at her own Orabi.

You said don’t be a bird.

Suddenly, a horse cub who had left home and suffered for 10 years brought combat troops, not a horse. He is such a master that he can overwhelm the leaders of the powerful party.

Paek Yerin thought he should never just let him go.

Now, with his help, he moved on, but many groups of Sapa, including the Power Party, were aiming for the hundredth place.

Although it was already shameless to ask for help once and again, the retreated powerhouse could not have stayed still, and if Baek Ga-jang lived, he desperately needed the master in front of him.

If he had a relationship with him, it might be an opportunity for Baek Ga-jang to become the loser of Gyerim again after shaking off his anger.

He is too young to use his own beauty if necessary. Anyway, I had no choice but to catch it somehow.

“Eun-gong… Eun-gong!”

“….”

Again? I’m too lazy to say that.

Jin-moo frowned and looked at Baek Yeo-rin.

“How dare you, sir? I’d like to repay you for helping me.”

“Oh, I don’t need it.”

I couldn’t think of anything to say after such a firm refusal.

I have to catch it.

“Eun-gong.”

In the meantime, the white vote intervened.

“Let’s go. Let’s go eat.”

“Meat, I’ll grill it deliciously.”

“…….”

“With all my powers.”

Baek-pyo laughed grimly with cold blood.

That’s a bit… I’m craving that.

Yeah. I’m doing this to eat and live, but even if I eat and leave.

“Where? Your house?”

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

Jin-moo seemed to be agonizing and nodding his head in an instant, and not only Baek Yeo-rin but also the elders looked dumbfounded.

“What are you doing? Hurry up and show me!”

“What? Not at all.”

Lee Im-saeng, an out-of-house elder who came to his senses, walked ahead as if guiding.

Baek Yerin still couldn’t understand.

Meat? What meat? Grill what?

“My lord.”

“What?

“Let’s go.”

“……..Yes.”

“Oh, I can’t believe the Grand Prince brought such a man.”

Samaso, the captain, tilted his head and muttered, and Baek Yeo-rin thought about the meat for a long time on her way.

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