Wang Sajin couldn’t hide his dismay at Noh Woosam’s report, though only for a moment.
“It seems those bastards are threatening them. I’ll have to take a look myself.”
Despite repeated attempts to dissuade him, Wang Sajin insisted on an inspection tour, taking the remaining constables with him as he roamed the streets.
Normally, he would have been riding in a sedan chair carried by four men, but with the government office so depleted, there was no one to carry it out.
Perhaps that’s why he couldn’t command much respect.
Noh Woosam, on the other hand, found it difficult to hide his discomfort.
He knew very well why the people they encountered reluctantly bowed their heads.
The rumors about the conflict between Danak Seon and Wang Sajin were already widespread throughout Muwi.
Wang Sajin was not welcome among the people of Muwi, who respected Danak Seon more than anyone else.
Moreover, some martial artists openly glared at Wang Sajin, exuding murderous intent. Only the constables escorting Wang Sajin were sweating with anxiety.
It was then that a young man carrying a wooden frame caught Wang Sajin’s eye.
“Hey, you there.”
The young man, looking puzzled, turned around and hesitated before bowing his head.
Wang Sajin beckoned the young man closer and suddenly asked, “Can you read?”
“I’ve barely learned the *Thousand Character Classic* [a foundational Chinese text used for literacy].”
In response, Wang Sajin continued his questioning. “Then you must have seen the notice about recruiting people to work in the government office?”
“Are you talking about that?”
Wang Sajin turned his head towards where the young man was pointing and saw the posted notice on the wall of the market.
But then the young man said something unexpected. “I saw it, but I won’t apply.”
“Why? It would be much better than what you’re doing now, wouldn’t it?”
“Well…….”
Wang Sajin stared at the young man, who trailed off as if embarrassed, and asked cautiously, “Could it be that you’ve been threatened by the Shinma Medical Center or the Shinma Trading Company?”
“Pardon?”
“Tell me the truth. If you do, I won’t scold you.”
The young man’s face turned red at his probing attitude.
“They are not the kind of people who would do that!”
The young man’s voice rose without him realizing it.
“Thanks to them, my family doesn’t go hungry. They gave my father and me jobs, and they even treated my sick younger sibling. I’ve already received favors that are hard to repay in a lifetime, so threats?”
The young man, emotionally charged, retorted to Wang Sajin. “I heard that you are the one who oppresses such kind and benevolent people. How could you treat Doctor Dan so carelessly?”
Wang Sajin was startled by the young man’s passionate outburst, pouring out his resentment.
“You insolent fool! How dare a lowly commoner insult an official who serves the Emperor’s orders?”
Wang Sajin ordered Noh Woosam in an angry voice, “What are you doing? Arrest him immediately!”
However, Noh Woosam and the constables he led couldn’t step forward.
As soon as they took out their ropes, people began to gather around the young man.
The way they all glared with murderous intent was unusual.
It was not the kind of energy that a common criminal could possess.
It didn’t take long for them to realize that they were martial artists from the unorthodox [heretical] sects who had settled in Muwi.
It was evident from the chilling gazes and atmosphere they exuded.
The number of people surrounding the young man and confronting them quickly grew to about twenty.
‘This isn’t good…….’
Wang Sajin, belatedly realizing that the situation was going awry, looked bewildered.
Noh Woosam also swallowed hard, feeling tense.
As they continued their uneasy confrontation, the sky seemed to darken for a moment, and suddenly something huge fell from the sky.
*Thud.*
Wang Sajin was startled by the sudden impact and turned his gaze towards the source of the sound.
In the middle of the marketplace, about ten yards away.
A giant with a body so large that it was hard to believe he was human was slowly rising.
It was Beom Gyewi.
“Are you the nobody from the Six Paths Sect who just took office?”
Wang Sajin froze on the spot as he faced the thick murderous aura flowing from his devilish eyes.
Noh Woosam hurriedly stood in front of Wang Sajin, but the moment he faced the mountain-like energy pressing down on his entire body, his mind went blank.
‘Mangsan Choja! [A fearsome figure, like a tiger from Mangsan Mountain]’
Although he was a low-ranking *Hyeonwi* [a rank in the constabulary], he was still a man who had learned martial arts.
The saying in the martial world, ‘If the King of Hell chases you, run with your shoes on, and if Beom Gyewi chases you, throw your shoes away and run,’ had been heard since long ago.
But when he encountered the person in that saying, he understood why those words had come about.
The instinct to run away was constantly ringing alarm bells in his head.
But he couldn’t even move a finger.
He couldn’t even breathe properly, let alone run away.
He was barely standing on his trembling legs, desperately swallowing the screams that were coming out.
“Senior! You can’t!”
“Please bear with it!”
Two people who had run from somewhere grabbed and clung to both sides of Beom Gyewi’s thigh.
“Get out of the way! I’m going to gouge out those arrogant eyes, break his arms and legs, and hang them on the government office gate. That way, no one will dare to be arrogant to our Doctor Dan again.”
“The government office is inviolable!”
Beom Gyewi grinned at Neung Somil’s desperate cry.
“What’s that?”
“Pardon?”
A frenzy-like madness began to flicker over Beom Gyewi’s eyes as he smiled.
The moment he faced it, Noh Woosam’s heart sank.
He realized that it was not just a simple threat, but genuine.
Wang Sajin, belatedly grasping the situation, also staggered back in dismay.
“This could cause Master Gokju [Danak Seon’s alias] to suffer!”
“Neung is right. Please restrain your anger for Master Gokju’s sake!”
In the end, the two repeatedly stopped Beom Gyewi, mentioning Danak Seon.
But this time, even that didn’t work.
“Ah, annoying.”
“Cough!”
“Hah!”
Beom Gyewi roughly tore Neung Somil and Sa Musim away and struck their blood points [specific points on the body to incapacitate or control someone].
Then, cracking his finger joints with a snapping sound, he began to approach Wang Sajin with a chilling smile.
“Ah ah!”
Neung Somil, judging that he couldn’t stop Beom Gyewi, closed his eyes with a sigh.
At that moment.
“I’ll do it.”
Neung Somil, who opened his eyes at the sudden voice, could see someone blocking Beom Gyewi.
It was Jang Gok of the Nine Netherworld Howl.
After Danak Seon treated the early symptoms of inner demon possession that he had been suffering from for several years without any compensation, he became a more ardent follower than anyone else.
He was once one of the most prominent experts in the Demonic Sect.
However, before meeting Danak Seon, he had no choice but to avoid using martial arts, and as a result, he had to run away from his enemies every time without even fighting properly.
But now, thanks to Danak Seon, he was able to shake off his gloomy past.
He, who would not have been able to properly face Beom Gyewi’s gaze in the past, opened his mouth with a confident look.
“Senior, you must protect Doctor Dan, so I will bear all the evil deeds.”
Jang Gok was already wearing his signature weapon, a long iron claw, on his fingers.
“I will kill that man and turn myself in.”
Wang Sajin exclaimed in surprise at those words.
“H, how dare you harm an official of the court in broad daylight? The crime is based on the Great Ming Code [legal code of the Ming Dynasty]…….”
“What else is there but the death penalty?”
“……!”
Wang Sajin could only blink his frightened eyes at Jang Gok’s nonchalant reply.
Jang Gok, who had been glaring at Wang Sajin, turned his head and smiled brightly at Beom Gyewi.
Then, he respectfully clasped his hands.
“Although it was short, my life here in Muwi was the happiest time of my life. Please stay by Doctor Dan’s side for a long time and protect him…….”
The people of Muwi were moved by his sincere voice, and Wang Sajin’s heart sank.
It was then.
“Stop it.”
“Doctor Dan!”
Danak Seon, who had rushed over, frowned.
“Did you think I would be happy if you did this?”
“I was just…….”
“I clearly told you not to take life lightly, didn’t I?”
Jang Gok lowered his head, retracting his iron claws at Danak Seon’s rebuke.
Beom Gyewi did the same.
He began to retreat slowly, watching Danak Seon’s reaction.
Neung Somil and Sa Musim finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Sajin, who was still standing there with a blank expression, belatedly came to his senses at Noh Woosam’s gesture of pulling his sleeve.
Thanks to Danak Seon’s appearance, the tense atmosphere in the hall had changed to a friendly one, as if nothing had happened.
The martial artists of the Demonic Sect, who had been glaring at him as if they would devour him, were now showing gentle eyes, and the villagers were bowing their heads, offering words of gratitude.
It was a stark contrast to how they had treated him.
“If not now, there will be no chance.”
At Noh Woosam’s urging, Wang Sajin nodded blankly and hurriedly left the scene.
The next morning.
Wang Sajin struggled to lift his heavy eyelids.
Unlike usual, his head felt stuffy, and his limbs were beyond his control, as if he were being pressed down by a ghost.
‘Why is the world upside down?’
That was the first thought that came to his mind after opening his eyes.
Then, he belatedly felt a dull pain near his ankles.
“Huh?”
Wang Sajin, belatedly realizing that there was a rope around his ankles and that he was hanging upside down from the eaves, cried out in astonishment.
“Hey, is anyone there?”
The next day, and the day after that…….
“It’s the same again today…….”
Wang Sajin sighed as he woke up hanging from the eaves without fail.
It had already been ten days.
But now he was quite used to it and could untie the rope tied to his ankles by himself.
Wang Sajin, who had struggled to get down from the eaves, looked around and met eyes with someone.
Noh Woosam, who was also hanging upside down from the eaves, had a tearful expression.
He was not the only one hanging upside down.
The other constables who had come here with Noh Woosam were in the same situation.
Wang Sajin, who had pulled them down, looked around the empty government office with a complicated look.
Ten days had passed since he had posted the notice, but no one had applied.
Grumble.
Just as he was feeling helpless due to the sudden surge of hunger.
“Lord Magistrate…….”
Noh Woosam opened his mouth with a painful expression.
“I’m also thinking of resigning now. Please approve it.”
“…….”
“I’m thinking of going back to my hometown and farming with my old mother.”
Wang Sajin dissuaded him, replying, “Just bear with it a little longer. I’ve been looking for a way, so it’s not too late to leave after confirming the results.”
At this time, Wang Sajin, who discovered a martial officer in his forties entering the government office, ran to him with a delighted expression.
“Are you perhaps from the garrison?”
A solid physique with sharp eyes that showed determination.
The presence emanating from him was not a low-ranking official at first glance.
So he asked cautiously, and as expected.
“Nice to meet you. I am Wi Il-rip, *Jeong Cheon-ho* [Military Title], who also serves as a *Jeolchunggyowi* [Military Rank].”
“Finally!”
*Jeong Cheon-ho* was a military officer of the fifth rank.
A position commanding over a thousand soldiers under the command of the *Wiji Hwisa* [Military Command].
The basic local military system is based on the Garrison.
A small unit, the Battalion, is stationed in a county smaller than a prefecture, with the *Baekho* Battalion [Battalion of 120 soldiers] having 120 soldiers and the larger *Cheonho* Battalion [Battalion of 1120 soldiers] having 1,120 soldiers stationed there.
And these Battalions are combined to form a Garrison, with a force of 5,600 soldiers.
There are over 170 Garrisons scattered throughout the world.
They all follow the command of the *Oho Dodokbu* [Five Military Commands], which controls the military, and are subordinate to the *Dojihwisa* [Military Governor] of the second rank, commonly called *Dosa*.
In short, the martial officer who identified himself as Wi Il-rip was a commander leading over a thousand soldiers.
Wi Il-rip, looking around the deserted government office, tilted his head.
Then he asked Wang Sajin directly. “Because the matter is so important, I came here to personally confirm the letter of cooperation sent by the Magistrate. Is there really a sign of rebels rising in this Muwi?”
“That’s right!”
Wang Sajin began to explain with fervor the humiliation and hardship he had suffered since taking office here.
However, Wi Il-rip’s face gradually began to wrinkle.
“You requested the dispatch of garrison troops for such a small matter?”
“A small matter? They tried to harm an official who serves the Emperor’s orders! And you call that a small matter! If that’s not treason, then what is it?”
“Look here, Magistrate.”
“……?”
“Are you really sure you can handle it?”