The Youngest Member Chapter 85

The Martial Alliance Main Headquarters, Black Tortoise Pavilion.

The rough breathing of many n could be heard from the training ground.

Since it was a period with few missions before the duel, the Black Tortoise Unit martial artists had recently been devoting themselves only to training.

It would have been the sa for other ard forces, but the Black Tortoise Unit mbers were spending the most diligent days of their lives.

It was a change brought about by one person.

Jang Woopyeong, who had been the youngest until the two newcors arrived, exchanged swords with Do Seonghwi and let out a shout that was not quite a shout.

"I'm! Still! A senior!"

"..."

"Even if! I'm not! Stronger than! The newcor! I shouldn't! Cause! Harm!"

"...Aren't you tired?"

Do Seonghwi clicked his tongue. As expected, Jang Woopyeong could not let out the last shout and collapsed.

Everyone was conscious of the two newcors.

In their eyes, Song Yiyeon was getting stronger day by day. The number of tis he collapsed while dueling with the deputy commander every day was decreasing.

"Senior Do, but hasn't the deputy commander also changed a bit?"

"Definitely..."

At Jang Woopyeong's words, Do Seonghwi turned his head.

It was just when Song Yiyeon was rolling on the floor after receiving a sword strike from Zhuge Lin.

The previous deputy commander was on the side of technically using the opponent's strength, not a fight where she pressed down with overwhelming internal energy.

It was because her internal energy was lacking compared to her ability to operate techniques.

However, recently, it seed she had eaten sothing good sowhere, as she was full of energy. Her eyes were full of more intelligence than before, and her voice and steps had sohow beco more vigorous.

"Well, it's a good thing."

Since they did not even know that Zhuge Lin had been suffering from a severed pulse, they just shrugged their shoulders.

While each of them was engrossed in their training, Cheon Woojin was sitting on one side of the training ground and staring at a blank piece of paper.

It was the letter that had been with the red knot in the Divine Beggar's secret cave. There was no writing on the letter. It could have just been a blank piece of paper, but it seed unlikely that the Divine Beggar, one of the Three Great Talents of the White Path, would have done such a thing.

'Is it a spell?'

In a very distant history, it was said that there were sorcerers before there were martial artists.

Although they were beings who had disappeared now, there were records that they could make it rain, fly in the sky, and use all sorts of strange abilities.

He had a feeling that the Divine Beggar, who was said to know everything in the world, might know a spell.

Of course, although Cheon Woojin was knowledgeable in martial arts, he had never seen or done anything like a spell, so there was nothing he could do but stare at the blank paper.

"Are you training?"

The approaching Cheol Jiak placed his hand on Cheon Woojin's shoulder.

Cheol Jiak had already admitted that Cheon Woojin was stronger than him.

Since it was said that among the top masters, there were many who trained only with their thoughts without moving their bodies, it was not a law that he could scold Cheon Woojin for just sitting during training ti.

"Ah, Unit Commander."

The risen Cheon Woojin bowed his head.

Cheol Jiak looked at that sight with a satisfied look.

"I'll be back in a month. Don't cause any trouble in the anti and listen to the deputy commander."

In Cheol Jiak's hand was a simple bundle.

The Martial Alliance had given Cheol Jiak, who had been slandered by the White Dragon Unit Commander and Zhuge Seong, a paid leave of about a month.

It was also a ti when there were no missions.

Originally, Cheol Jiak had intended to refuse. He knew that there was a public opinion in the Martial Alliance that sympathized with him. Also, he had heard that he was an incompetent guy who only received help from the newcors who had just joined the alliance.

Therefore, rather than going on leave, he had intended to take the opportunity of a period with no missions to devote himself to training. That is, until he heard the news from his uncle in his hotown that his mother missed her son very much.

"Still, the head of the Punishnt Hall asked the dical hall and got

so good dicine for my mother. Although the process was quite rough."

Cheol Jiak smiled bitterly.

The head of the Punishnt Hall, Chupunggae, had been watching his expression since Cheol Jiak's innocence was revealed. To be precise, it was probably because he was conscious of Cheon Woojin, who had the red knot.

- Hey, you quack hall master! An alliance mber's mother is sick! Give it to

now!

- Ah, no. To use the alliance's resources so privately...

- Money! I'll give you money!

The image of the head of the Punishnt Hall grabbing the head of the dical hall by the scruff of the neck and shaking him was still vivid in his eyes. Of course, even the surprised eyes of the head of the dical hall who had heard that he would be given money from a beggar.

"Unit Commander! Are you leaving?"

Song Yiyeon ca out as if he were running away from Zhuge Lin and approached.

Cheol Jiak looked at Song Yiyeon with a pleased look and patted his shoulder.

"Yes, you don't cause any trouble either. As I always say, be careful of won, be careful of the elderly, and be careful of children. Got it?"

"Yes, of course."

"Ah. And be careful of money."

Song Yiyeon flinched. Because he rembered the money that the White Dragon Unit Commander had passed on to him to give to Cheol Jiak.

He had already told the head of the Punishnt Hall the truth, and he had said that since that money was really the White Dragon Unit Commander's personal salary, there was no obligation to confiscate it.

- Yes, I don't think that guy Cheol Jiak will take that money either. But, since his old mother is suffering from a chronic illness, he will need money.

- Then the hall master...

- Isn't it the money entrusted to you?

Chupunggae drew the line with a single stroke. Because it seed like it would be quite a troubleso matter.

Song Yiyeon, who rembered the money, scratched his head.

At that sight, the Black Tortoise Unit Commander narrowed his eyes and said.

"You haven't already caused trouble, have you?"

"Ahem, of course not. Have a safe trip, Unit Commander. Young hero Cheon and I will be turning the duel upside down."

"Hahahahat!"

The Black Tortoise Unit Commander burst into a satisfied laugh.

Although it was a pity that he could not see the upcoming duel, he had to leave imdiately as he had already sent a ssage to his hotown.

The mont Cheol Jiak was about to leave, receiving the farewells of the Black Tortoise Unit mbers, including Zhuge Lin, Cheon Woojin, and Song Yiyeon.

At the sa ti, a man entered the Black Tortoise Pavilion.

Cheol Jiak's steps, who had spotted him, stopped in their tracks.

"Tang Bicheon."

"Ah, Black Tortoise Unit Commander. I heard about the recent incident. I'm glad it was resolved well."

Tang Bicheon greeted Cheol Jiak with a friendly smile. However, Cheol Jiak answered without a hint of a smile.

"What brings you to the Black Tortoise Pavilion?"

"Aren't you looking at

too scary?"

"It's because I heard about the recent talk about the Dragon and Phoenix Society and our newcors."

The Dragon and Phoenix Society was not what it used to be.

The ability of the current president was lacking.

There was even a rumor that a new force would be ford within 10 years with this year's newcors as the main axis.

Tang Bicheon smiled brightly, his green light shining.

"Rumors co and go, and they co and go, don't they? If you worry about such things one by one, you won't live to your full life."

"I hope you think so."

Cheol Jiak said in a firm voice.

Cheol Jiak, who had been rolling around in the Martial Alliance for 20 years. He knew well what kind of person Tang Bicheon was.

Tang Bicheon let out a smirk.

"I ca to have a talk with alliance mber Cheon. Of course, I'm thinking of recomnding him to join the Dragon and Phoenix Society. Of course, if he refuses again, I can't help it, but since I don't want to miss such a talent, I have to co and find him like this."

Cheol Jiak turned his head and looked at Cheon Woojin. The newcor was just standing with a nonchalant expression as always.

Anyway, since it was not a matter where he could block the personal conversation between the two, he moved his steps slowly and lowered his voice so that only Tang Bicheon could hear.

"If you do anything useless to the newcors, I won't just stand by and watch. You know well what kind of things I can do when I lose my mind."

"Hahaha, it's good to see your love for your subordinates. That won't happen, so please go with an easy mind."

Tang Bicheon smiled without a single waver.

Soon, Tang Bicheon's gaze turned to the inside of the Black Tortoise Pavilion. The Black Tortoise Unit mbers, including Zhuge Lin, were looking at him with wary faces.

"Oh, Miss Zhuge. I also heard the news of the family. I heard you took back the position of the young master. Congratulations."

"I never lost it."

"Hey, why are we like this when we know each other? We saw each other quite often when we were young. It's nice to see you, but today I have business with alliance mber Cheon, so let's talk next ti. Let's see, who is alliance mber Cheon..."

Naturally, he already knew his face.

Because there was even a portrait of Cheon Woojin inside the Dragon and Phoenix Society.

Tang Bicheon pretended not to know and looked at the faces of the Black Tortoise Unit mbers one by one, and then finally t Cheon Woojin's eyes.

"..."

Silence fell.

The smile that had not wavered even at the murderous warning of the Black Tortoise Unit Commander faded without him realizing it.

Tang Bicheon was not even aware of that fact. He was just thinking of the strong impression of Cheon Woojin.

'...He's amazing in person.'

Was it because he knew that he was the disciple of the Black Master?

The dark iron staff on his back even looked as if it were full of blood.

Originally, he had intended to take both Song Yiyeon and Cheon Woojin and have a talk, but now, in Tang Bicheon's eyes, there was only Cheon Woojin.

"Shall we have a talk for a mont?"

At the word 'talk', Song Yiyeon, who was next to him, flinched for no reason and looked at Cheon Woojin. Because the one who loved to talk more than anyone else in the world was young hero Cheon.

Cheon Woojin nodded his head.

"Well, alright."

Funnily enough, Cheon Woojin also had a similar thought as he looked at Tang Bicheon. The thought that the green dagger hanging from Tang Bicheon's waist seed to have absorbed a lot of blood.

* * *

The two moved to a deserted place.

Neither Tang Bicheon nor Cheon Woojin were the type to beat around the bush.

Tang Bicheon imdiately got to the point.

"Leave the alliance."

"Because I didn't join the Dragon and Phoenix Society?"

"Yes. Thanks to you, I've been in quite a bit of trouble."

Tang Bicheon thought that it was more comfortable than talking to the idiots of the Dragon and Phoenix Society. Since they were both the type not to hide things, there was no need to worry about what to say in the conversation.

Cheon Woojin nodded his head.

"I don't want to."

"I can see it in your eyes. You don't have any particular affection for the Martial Alliance. You don't seem to follow plausible values like being a hero or anything."

Cheon Woojin did not bother to deny it.

He was just guessing that his two masters had sent him to the Martial Alliance for so reason, but he had not found a reason to stay here.

Tang Bicheon's words continued.

"Of course you wouldn't want to, right? Even if I give you a huge reward."

"Well, that's right."

Cheon Woojin's words beca sowhat short.

Although it bothered Tang Bicheon, now was not the ti to point out such trivial things.

"Let's hear the reason. The reason why you're staying in the Martial Alliance even though you have no affection or belief."

At that question, Cheon Woojin let out a smirk.

Because he thought it was a truly foolish question.

"There is no reason. I am here simply because I am here."

"A truly arrogant answer."

"Only I can decide where I stay."

The words that followed were even more arrogant.

The more Tang Bicheon saw Cheon Woojin, the more he thought that he was a real piece of work. However, at the sa ti, he also knew that he was an existence that could not be contained in his own vessel.

So he had no choice but to chase him out.

"Well. If it's not your master, who would dare to order you around like this?"

"You talk as if you know well."

"I know. Unfortunately, that is."

The corners of Tang Bicheon's mouth curled up.

Cheon Woojin thought for a mont. It was a clear situation that that guy knew of the existence of his Black Master.

'Should I kill him?'

It was a dry thought.

The thought was not long. This was the Martial Alliance. Although he was the disciple of the Black Master, he was also the disciple of the White Master. There were a few in the martial world who knew that fact. If he saw blood in the Martial Alliance, it would be a disgrace to the reputation of his White Master.

Whether he knew such thoughts or not, Tang Bicheon's words continued.

"Does the alliance leader know that fact?"

"..."

"Hah, it seems he really knows."

Tang Bicheon burst into a dumbfounded laugh. Had the Martial Alliance Leader, Beili Tian, already gone senile? He could not understand what he was thinking, keeping the disciple of the Black Master in the alliance.

"I could have spread those facts imdiately. But I didn't. I'm a pacifist, you see."

"What do you want to say?"

Cheon Woojin asked calmly. Because he felt that the conversation with that guy was no longer aningful.

Tang Bicheon smiled with satisfaction, as if he liked the cool developnt, and continued to speak.

"Choose

in the upcoming duel. The loser leaves the Martial Alliance. Of course, regardless of the result, we'll keep our mouths shut about what happened today."

Tang Bicheon had no intention of spreading the fact that Cheon Woojin was the disciple of the Black Master. He would just use it as a ans to force him to have a duel with him.

Because proving his own ability was as important as chasing out Cheon Woojin.

Cheon Woojin tilted his head.

'Is he out of his mind?'

Of course, there was no reason to refuse.

Because there was not a single possibility of losing.

If he were to do sothing foolish then, the blood on the Crescent Moon Staff would just beco a little darker.

What was funny was that Tang Bicheon thought the sa.

'Unless it's soone of the alliance leader's level, they can't face

who has taken the Poison Link Pill of the Wondang Dharma Master.'

Tang Bicheon was so convinced. He said that if he took the Poison Link Pill, he could face even the alliance leader, the Black Plaque Star Lord, and the Demonic Cult Leader, who were called the Three Pillars of the World, for at least half an hour.

And so, the two, with different thoughts, reached a dramatic agreent.

The mont Tang Bicheon turned around with satisfaction.

Cheon Woojin stopped him.

"Wait."

"What is it? If you're going to back out now..."

"What will you do if you don't accept the result when that situation cos?"

Tang Bicheon let out a smirk. The more he saw him, the more he thought that he was an audacious and impudent rising talent.

"I'll have to go and die. Whether it's you or . How can a man go back on his word? He doesn't deserve to live."

It was Tang Bicheon's own warning.

Of course, that warning made Cheon Woojin's heart very satisfied.

"I understand well."

(End of Chapter)