Invincible with Twin Swords

Chapter 39

Martial Alliance, Righteous Law Hall.

The Righteous Law Hall is an institution directly under the alliance leader, and it is not known to the public.

Of course, its activities are also not revealed on the surface, but there would be no disagreement that it plays the biggest role in maintaining the Martial Alliance.

The Righteous Law Hall is again divided into the Patrol Unit and the Law Enforcement Unit.

The Patrol Unit secretly observes the movements of the martial world, and the Law Enforcement Unit is in charge of inspecting the inside of the Martial Alliance.

The person in charge of the Righteous Law Hall, who has to deal with external information and at the same time look inside, is the Frowning-Faced Scholar, Gwak Yohong.

He holds information in his hand and uses the law as a weapon. On top of that, he was a man with an outstanding brain.

In fact, he is the real power that moves the Martial Alliance.

He always has the calmness and composure to see through the essence.

Like his nickname, Frowning Face, he never laughs.

No matter how funny something seems, he always approaches it seriously to find the essence within.

The reason he always has a frowning expression is his effort not to lose his composure even in trivial matters.

"Hehehe! Wh-what is this?"

But he was now unable to hold back his bursting laughter.

In his right hand was a report that the Patrol Unit leader had brought himself.

On the front page, it was written 'Report on the Walking Corpse, Jin Danyeong'.

"Walking Corpse? No, was there really a person in the Central Plains who used such a funny nickname? Haha!"

"He himself goes around saying he's the Jade-Faced Divine Dragon."

Gwak Yohong burst into even greater laughter.

"With his own mouth? That's even funnier. Who in the world can say such a shameless thing with their own mouth? I really want to see his face."

He couldn't remember when he had laughed so hard.

"By the way, why did this person's information come up to the Patrol Unit?"

Dozens of reports come into the Patrol Unit every day.

Since there is a limit to direct investigation, they regularly receive reports from various information guilds in the Central Plains.

Among them, there were urgent matters that required sending a direct investigation agency immediately, but most were useless rumors.

For this reason, the two most necessary abilities for the Patrol Unit leader are.

One is to sort out the wheat from the chaff among the pouring information.

The second is the ability to always judge calmly without getting excited.

The Patrol Unit leader in front of him now was a person who had both abilities.

Gwak Yohong stopped laughing and returned to his usual frowning face.

Although he had burst into laughter for the first time in a long time because of the funny nickname, this report was information that had gone through the judgment of the Patrol Unit leader.

It means that it is something to be watched.

"His name has been put on the List of Nameless Martial Artists of Heavenly Conduit Sect."

"What?"

Gwak Yohong hurriedly began to flip through the report he was holding in his hand.

All information guilds make their own evaluations of the martial artists of the Central Plains.

Because the people of the Central Plains always like to rank things.

In fact, he did not like the idea of evaluating and ranking martial artists itself.

Don't martial artists have a compatibility?

But it was necessary to keep an eye on it.

Because sometimes, a new master would suddenly appear.

Events always happen centered on people.

The Martial Prowess Record of Heavenly Conduit Sect was the most reliable evaluation among them.

Of course, it is not released to the public.

Only the Patrol Unit of the Martial Alliance regularly receives the ranking from Heavenly Conduit Sect.

"Wait a minute... there's no name Jin Danyeong."

Gwak Yohong was looking at the lower ranks of the List of Nameless Martial Artists.

The last place on the last List of Nameless Martial Artists was Peng Tianwei of the Hebei Peng family.

Peng Tianwei, who is currently serving as the deputy commander of the Martial Alliance's Changtian Sword Unit, is worthy enough to have his name on the last place. Because he is one of the top masters among the younger generation.

If his name is on the List of Nameless Martial Artists, doesn't it mean that this person named Jin Danyeong is stronger than him?

"You have to look further up."

"Up? How far?"

He hurriedly began to look through the List of Nameless Martial Artists.

"Where? Where is it?"

The deputy hall master came closer and said.

"There, right above the Hebei Killing Ghost..."

"What? The Hebei Killing Ghost?"

Who is the Hebei Killing Ghost?

He was a person who committed numerous evil deeds despite belonging to the righteous faction.

Despite those evil deeds, he was a master whom the Martial Alliance had left alone.

Of course, there was a part that was a little overestimated due to his cruel hand, but he was an undisputed master. A few years ago, when the Martial Alliance tried to form an extermination squad, the plan was canceled because there were no volunteers.

But he's ranked higher than him?

A person whose name is on the List of Nameless Martial Artists for the first time?

"Is the information from Heavenly Conduit Sect not good these days?"

If it's unbelievable information, you have to doubt the source of the information.

"No. It is still the most reliable place."

"Hmm. Is there no other information? If Heavenly Conduit Sect has evaluated this person to this extent, it means something has happened."

"I have already requested other information about this person from Heavenly Conduit Sect, but I received a message that they cannot give other information."

Gwak Yohong's deep wrinkles became even deeper.

Heavenly Conduit Sect is always like this. They always leave out the key information.

Anyway, this person must be watched.

"We'll have to look into it on our side. Where is this person now?"

"I have already looked into it."

As expected, the Patrol Unit leader is fast.

"He is on his way here now. To the Martial Alliance!"

* * *

We are now heading to Hubei, where the Martial Alliance is.

Na Yeryeong is practicing the swordsmanship I taught her in her head even in the carriage.

She has not let go of the sword from her hand since that day.

First of all, it is important to get used to the sharp piece of metal.

I went out through the window of the running carriage and sat in the seat next to the coachman, who was driving the carriage skillfully.

"Thanks to you, we're going comfortably. Thank you."

"What are you talking about? I was also at a loss for a way to get to Hubei, so it's a good thing. Haha."

"Has your third daughter, who lives in Hubei, been married for a long time?"

"She was my youngest daughter, the apple of my eye. Don't they say in the old days that they take the third daughter without even looking at her face? Haha."

The coachman answered with a loud laugh.

"I think you said it was your second daughter last time."

"Ah, ah! Did I? As I get older, I keep misspeaking."

I pointed at his face and said, as if surprised.

"Huh? But the dot next to your left nose seems to be about to fall off!"

The coachman hurriedly touched the area to the left of his nose and said.

"Ah, no. That can't be."

"Haha. I'm just kidding. There's no way a dot would fall off."

"Th-that's right. Haha."

Sweat was forming on the coachman's forehead.

"By the way, why are you sweating so much? The wind is cool and refreshing."

"As-as I get older, my body gets hotter. I also keep forgetting things. When you get old, you should just die."

"Oh my. Old man! Why do you talk about dying so easily? You have to live a long, long time."

"Thank you!"

I said in a low voice in his ear.

"Old man! You have to live a long, long time. You must!"

"Ah, I know. I-I have to live a long time."

"I really hope you live a long, long time, old man. In fact, the Central Plains is a place with many rough accidents. This Central Plains is a place where your neck can be cut without anyone knowing. Right?"

The coachman stroked his neck, which was still attached.

He must have understood by now.

In fact, I didn't notice at first. Because he is a person who is as elusive as a ghost.

I was about to remember, and then I remembered after seeing his dot.

The information agent with a dot on his face!

The Heaven-level information agent of Heavenly Conduit Sect, Mak Bulchu!

I knew him, but because of his ghost-like disguise, I hadn't recognized him even though we had traveled together several times.

I went back into the carriage.

"Where is it? It's not the Beggars' Sect or the Hao Mun."

As expected, Parip hyungnim is quick-witted.

"Heavenly Conduit Sect! Though his face is different from back then."

"By the way, why is he sticking to us?"

"It's probably because the Hidden Killing Curtain disappeared, isn't it? Anyway, having him by our side will be more of a gain than a loss. Because Heavenly Conduit Sect is tight-lipped."

If you want to find out something quietly in the Central Plains, you have to find Heavenly Conduit Sect.

Of course, it's not a place anyone can make a request to.

I was worried about how to get a connection, but it's a relief that he approached me first.

I asked Na Yeryeong.

"The Soul-Taking Divine Woman said that I should hear about the person who is in the Martial Alliance from you, Miss Na."

Na Yeryeong was still not letting go of the sword from her hand.

The first thing a person who holds a sword for the first time has to do is to get close to that sharp piece of metal.

"I will explain as I heard from my grandmother."

The person we have to bring, Jong Ilmyeong, is now imprisoned in the Martial Alliance's thunder prison.

He is known in the Central Plains by the nickname Divine Machine Scholar, and he was the most outstanding person in the production of not only weapons but also various mysterious tools with his genius talent. His martial arts level was just so-so.

He is said to have been active under the Martial Alliance so that his skills would not flow to the unorthodox faction.

"But why is he imprisoned in the Martial Alliance's thunder prison now?"

"He happened to learn a demonic art, but he couldn't overcome its power and went crazy, killing his own wife. Of course, he says he doesn't remember the situation at that time at all."

"Tsk tsk. How did such a thing happen? But to be in the thunder prison for such a thing?"

Something is a bit strange.

The incident of a righteous faction martial artist going crazy while learning a demonic art was a story that was sometimes heard. But such a story was only for masters who were crazy only about martial arts or for foolish martial artists who knew nothing about demonic arts.

Jong Ilmyeong does not belong to either of them.

And even if he did, to be in the Martial Alliance's thunder prison for such a thing?

The Martial Alliance's thunder prison is not a place where you are imprisoned just because you have committed a crime.

You have to commit a crime of that level, such as joining hands with the unorthodox faction and posing a serious threat to the righteous faction, or being found out to be a spy of the Demonic Cult.

Those who are imprisoned in the Martial Alliance's thunder prison have their dantian destroyed and the tendons of their four limbs cut.

And they spend the rest of their lives in a darkness where not a single ray of light enters, neither living nor dead.

"His dead wife was Danmok Ryeojin. The only daughter of the Danmok family's head!"

Ah! The Danmok family!

Although they did not have great martial power, if you were to rank the many families of the Central Plains by wealth alone, they would probably be at the very front. The Danmok family was also the one that provided the most support to the Martial Alliance with their overflowing wealth.

"Then it's even stranger that he's imprisoned in the thunder prison. The family head lost his only daughter, but he didn't kill him and kept him in the Martial Alliance's thunder prison?"

"The family head drew his sword and was about to kill him, but the Martial Alliance's Law Enforcement Unit leader stopped him. Thanks to him, he was able to save his life."

"The Law Enforcement Unit leader?"

"He was a close friend of Jong Ilmyeong. He probably mediated to save his friend's life."

Hmm... it's more complicated than I thought.

It also smells a bit.

By the way, how do I get this person out of the Martial Alliance's thunder prison?

"Hyungnim! Don't worry. Wouldn't that damn thunder prison be blown away with a single swing of my axe? Haha!"

Deoksam! If you blow away the thunder prison in the Martial Alliance, our necks will also be blown away.

We can't just smash the thunder prison and get him out like in Deoksam's plan. No matter how stealthy Parip hyungnim is, the opponent is the Martial Alliance. If we start something carelessly, we'll all be imprisoned in the room next to Jong Ilmyeong and finish the rest of our lives.

I think I know why the Soul-Taking Divine Woman said that bringing Jong Ilmyeong would be more difficult than pulling out the Cold Wood Divine Sword.

"First, I think we need more detailed information."

The story Na Yeryeong told is a story known to the world.

What I need is specific information that is not known.

The more you know, the more you will see the way.

I went to the front seat of the carriage again.

"Coachman!"

"Huh, huh, what is it? Is the carriage shaking a bit? I'll be more careful when I drive."

"You can drive the carriage as you please. It's not because of that. I have something I'm curious about. You've been active as a coachman in the Central Plains for a long time, so you must know a lot, right?"

"Wh-what would I know? I just have some stories I've picked up. Haha."

"I need some of those stories you've picked up. Please find out one thing for me. For the comfortable rest of your life, old man Mak Bulchu."

The coachman's face stiffened white.

"I need information on two people in the Martial Alliance. One of them is currently imprisoned in the thunder prison."

"Th-that, the Martial Alliance. How would I find that out?"

I approached him and whispered in his ear.

"The bird brings a flower in front of the blue rock!"

The coachman looked at my face, startled as if he had seen a ghost.

His face turned pale as ice.

It can't be helped.

Because what I just said is a code word that only a Heaven-level information agent of Heavenly Conduit Sect can know.

"I'll give you three days after we arrive in Hubei. Oh, and don't tell your family. You'll just make them worry."

I put my hand on the coachman's shoulder and said.

"You're doing a good thing! Old man Mak Bulchu!"

(End of Chapter)