‘Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1626. Isn't it good that it's good? (1)
Editor: Hoamz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
"So what's happening exactly?"
"They say the alliance structure is changing?"
“Structure? Was there anything that could be called a ‘structure’ in Heavenly Comrade Alliance?”
"That's why they're changing it this time. They're going to completely overturn the alliance's system."
“What, how?”
“They're planning to create several new units and deploy the disciples from every sect, mixing them up regardless of their original affiliation.”
“What? Really?”
"That's what they say."
The news that Heavenly Comrade Alliance's system would be overturned literally heated up the already bustling Huayin.
Since it wasn't a particularly wide or large place, it didn't take long for word to spread to every corner. Even without the help of ‘words that travel a thousand li without feet’ or rumors faster than the wind.
"Why are they doing such an insane thing?"
"Right. Who knows if those Evil Sects might attack tomorrow, and they're talking about lazily playing with paperwork?"
"How does that help the current situation? Swinging your sword once more in that time would be ten times more helpful."
Some were negative.
"Thinking about it, it might be necessary."
"Come to think of it, wasn't Evil Tyrant Alliance like that too? Those disorganized bastards became stronger after they lined up under Paegun without distinction of rank. If not, how could they have defeated Shaolin and Ten Great Sects? I think it's a reasonable course of action."
"However it turns out, if it's a means to reduce sacrifice, shouldn't we endure anything?"
Some were positive.
“Will it make things better…?”
“That I don’t know. I’m not sure this will be effective.”
“Even if it has benefits, adapting to a newly created structure will cause problems. Will it actually function smoothly…?”
“Don't you think the higher-ups have a plan?”
"They should."
But most were just... vaguely anxious.
Predicting and discussing success and failure is actually possible only when predictions can be made. For the past decades, the martial world had clearly divided each other's boundaries. Those boundaries were so distinct that even sects from different regions rarely interacted closely.
And now they’re going to be forced to shoulder each other with strangers? It was natural that it was difficult to predict what results this bold choice would bring.
The only fortunate part in all this was…
"What nonsense is this!"
Taang!
A solid fist struck the tea table forcefully.
"I've spent my whole life coordinating with my saje, and now suddenly I'm supposed to sync up with people I've never seen before? Does that make any sense?"
"First, calm down..."
“They're even mixing in Evil Sects and Outer Palace without distinction? Isn't that telling me to trust my back to those bandit bastards or those outer region! How do I know what they'll do behind my back?”
"Others will hear! Calm down a bit!"
"How is this something to calm down about!"
The fuming man bit his lip tightly.
“I absolutely won’t accept this. It’s nonsense. It only helps those Evil Tyrant Alliance scoundrels! What on earth are the higher-ups thinking?”
"...If you're so dissatisfied, why don't you go and tell them yourself?"
"What?"
“I’m saying you can just go and confront the person who pushed for this.”
“Who the hell is pushing this plan!”
“Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword.”
"…Who?"
“It’s Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword. The general of Heavenly Comrade Alliance.”
“….”
"Why? Are you going to go confront him?"
The fuming man played dumb somewhat awkwardly and slightly turned his head.
"Well... thinking about it, it doesn't seem like such a bad plan."
“Just a moment ago, you were foaming at the mouth, calling it nonsense?”
“Wh- When did I! You got proof?”
"...So pathetic."
While opinions usually split with negative voices bursting out louder, at least within Huayin they couldn't raise their spirits at all.
Absurdly, the reputation Chung Myung had built up for his shitty temperament that knew no rank was strongly blocking all complaints. If they ran their mouth carelessly, that Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword bastard with fire in his eyes might just kick open their door, so what nerve did they have to speak up?
A person's life is only one.
Thus, in the end, everyone just stared endlessly at the Strategist Hall with anxious eyes. Anyway, they needed to at least announce the basic matters about the structure from there to properly exchange opinions.
“How many days will it take?”
"At least ten days, right?"
“Ten days?”
"No, Sahyung. Think about it. It's the task of dividing all those people from numerous sects one by one, and you have to consider the strength of each unit and assign positions to properly balance the composition. How could that be easy?"
“When you put it like that… But to consume ten days at a time like this."
"We should be grateful if it ends within ten days. If things go wrong, it'll take half a month."
“Ugh.”
Unease filled everyone's hearts. But on the other hand, some were actually relieved by that fact. At least they would have time to mentally prepare.
But... as was always the case with everything that happened in Heavenly Comrade Alliance, the situation was not flowing as expected.
* * *
“Here it is.”
“Oh! Then it's done?”
"…Yes."
“It took longer than I thought.”
Longer? Jaegal Zian barely swallowed the curse that was about to burst through his lips.
This was a workload that, had others done it, would have required at least nearly a hundred people tackling it for a full half-month. And to tell the man who finished it in just two days that it ‘took longer than expected’! That damn mouth of his…
“But still, you've saved face with this. You've worked hard.”
Chung Myung nodded toward Jaegal Zian, then glared at Im Sobyeong as if criticizing him.
“But still, well, you've saved face with this. You've worked hard.”
“Incompetent!”
Im Sobyeong breathed fire.
"Watch your words, incompetent! I can tolerate other words but not that!"
"No, did I say anything wrong? Thanks to Mr. Jaegal stepping up, the work finished quickl. That's why they say bloodlines don't lie. Someone perfectly suited for banditry tries to use his head! The foundation is different, the foundation!"
"Is it because I’m competent? Do you know how many things I have to consider when I work? If there’s even one tiny thing to nitpick, there are more than one or two bastards who will come charging in, foaming at the mouth, claiming ‘that bandit bastard did this because he has a grudge against me’!”
Im Sobyeong pointed vehemently at Jaegal Zian.
"If my last name were something like Jaegal or Sima, I wouldn't suffer like this! This isn't because I'm incompetent!"
“Then why didn’t you just be born as Jaegal Zian or Sima?”
"Keu- Keueu..."
"P- Please calm down."
Jaegal Zian wiped cold sweat while struggling to restrain Im Sobyeong's fit. As for why he was stopping the one getting hit rather than the one hitting. He had already realized long ago that stopping Chung Myung was useless anyway.
Im Sobyeong's fury didn't end.
“What about you?”
“Why me?”
“Were you any help at all? Huh? ‘Stop wasting time and draw lots’? Is that something a person should even say?”
"Wouldn't that have finished it faster? And to be honest, what method is faster and fairer than drawing lots?"
"Fair it would be. Everyone would fairly go to hell!"
"But it's still fair?”
"Huh?"
Jaegal Zian momentarily nodded as if realizing something without knowing it. Certainly, there was no fairer result than that.
Im Sobyeong sent a look saying 'Please say something!' but Jaegal Zian coldly turned away.
Adding even one wrong word would just make his insides rot needlessly. He had already experienced to the point of nausea that in this place, the person holding onto more sanity was at a loss.
“It's not perfect, but... I've got the basic framework. From here, we need Maengju-nim's approval.”
“Don't worry. I'll go get it right now.”
Chung Myung scooped up the five completed ledgers. Jaegal Zian hurriedly tried to stop him.
"W- Wait. Please listen to people until the end..."
"Ah, what now? I'm busy to death."
"We can decide other things, but we cannot choose the unit leaders for each unit. This part must be decided after discussion..."
Hearing that, Chung Myung grinned as if it was nothing.
"Ahh, don't worry. Why bother discussing things? I've already thought about that."
"You've ‘thought' about it? Really...?"
It was a question that could be very rude, asking if he had actually done something called thinking. But he no longer had the mental energy to worry about etiquette. The saying 'those who touch ink become black' wasn't wrong—people who got close to Chung Myung all became like Chung Myung.
“You worry so much. I mean it.”
Chung Myung chuckled, put down the ledgers, and picked up a thin brush. Then he opened the first page of each ledger and wrote several names in the empty unit leader with a single stroke.
"Uh…."
“Huh?”
“D- Dojang, wait! J- Just a second, this is really...!”
“Done! Then I'll go get permission.”
"W- Wait! No, wait! You crazy bastard!"
Im Sobyeong's pitiful cries were of no avail. Chung Myung, hugging the ledgers with both arms, flung the door open and dashed out like the wind.
There was a moment of silence.
After a moment, the two who had powerlessly lowered their hands that had been grasping empty air looked at each other. At least in this moment, the distinction between Evil Sects and Righteous Sects, the boundary between prestigious family and lowborn, was meaningless.
"Will it be... alright?"
“…No way.”
Sighs burst simultaneously from both their mouths.
At that moment, the deep worry on Hyeonjong's face never seemed to go away.
By now, the best minds of Heavenly Comrade Alliance must be agonizing over a new structure. He fully understood how momentous a task it was, and that's why he was worried. But unfortunately, Hyun Jong didn't have the ability to help with that matter.
So he could only cheer them on in his heart.
‘It’s definitely not as easy as it sounds….’
Bam!
“Please stamp this, Maengju-nim!”
Thud!
Hyeonjong spat out the tea he was drinking straight into the air.
“Chu- Chung Myung!”
"The structure is here! The structure!"
"N- No... already?"
"Yes."
Did he roast beans in lightning fire? Even assigning teachers to newly entered students would take longer than this.
“Here! Just look it over and put your seal on it.”
“N- No, this can’t be done in such a hurry….”
"Ah, what's so important that it drags on. Just hurry up and do it."
Hyun Jong, half out of his mind, inadvertently received the ledgers Chung Myung thrust at him.
'Is this okay?'
Was this always something you just decided in a rush like this? If only he had done it before, he would have known if this was right or wrong...
Hyun Jong, who was turning over the ledgers with soulless eyes, flinched for a moment.
'No. Wait.'
Did he see wrong?
Hyun Jong flipped back to the front of the ledgers he had roughly passed through. So what's written here is... the unit leader, so the unit leader is...
"...Baek... Cheon?"
Chung Myung nodded excitedly.
"Dongyong is a bit unreliable, but he listens well."
Hyun Jong opened the first page of another ledger with trembling hands.
“Yoon… Jong?”
"Same reason."
“….”
The next volume had Jo-Gol, and in another front page, he opened with a sinking heart...
"So- So...so?"
“Ah, right. I honestly agonized over that one a bit. I was thinking of just giving Geumryong a spot.”
Chung Myung chuckled.
"But he's a bit insufferable. Since we're deciding positions to work with one heart and mind anyway, it's better to go with those you communicate well with, right? Isn't it?"
Hyun Jong was completely speechless. Chung Myung sidled up with a sly smile and whispered into his ear.
"With this opportunity, let's gain what we can gain, what's good is good, right? You know, right? Grand Sect Leader? Catch my drift? Right?"
King Hyeonjong, who had been absentmindedly mulling over those words, smiled with endless satisfaction.
“Hey, you damn bastard!”
“Aargh! Why! Why are you hitting me!”
"Get out! You damn brattttttttt!"
The ledgers that Hyun Jong had thrown with all his might hit the back of the head of the fleeing Chung Myung.
This day's events were recounted for a long time, mainly ending with the saying ‘Even Hyun Jong, who in his great mercy forgave Southern Edge Sect, could not forgive that bastard Chung Myung.’
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