Book 6 Chapter 10

Sprouting

-Deathly Thorax of Deathly Hallows

It's not as bad as it sounds.

The debriefing was long.

Brain tumor names have been around for quite some time.

I just had to listen.

"As I said, I don't think we need to worry too much about this girl, Bi Ryuyeon. Judging by the information I've gathered, her skills are only marginal at best. The problem is the blueprints and the vocabulary that will accompany her on this training camp.

Their skill set is comparable to that of most top masters, so they should be given due attention.

The goal is to kill. If not, an arm or a leg would be fine, but if you want to make sure there are no repercussions, you want to make sure you kill them and shut them up. It's the safest way to do it, and it's the way I recommend."

"We may be black, but that's a bit much!"

I still can't believe we're sending young children to the world of the dead just because they're talented…….

If it were not for the Master's sake, he would never have engaged in this work. Hana herself was bound to her master before she was a man, a bond that could never be broken, whether by oath or affection.

"……Ouch."

"We're doing this for each of us, and recognition can't be beat."

"Didn't you do this last time?"

"You're wrong this time. Last time we evened the score, but this time it might be dangerous. "

"If only that hadn't happened, I wouldn't be doing this……. I see! Everything for the sake of each."

The shrewd Qi Sahan could tell that a decision had finally been made in the brainiac's mind.

"Please!"

A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he simply bowed his head in thanks. It was the kind of smile that a brain tumor would miss and not see.

"Tell me what you need!"

"Yes, since our destination is Shaman Mountain, I would like to borrow the power of the Dark Soul Hall."

"You mean the whole prenuptial?"

The brain surgeon's eyes widened. It was too much, even for him.

"Yes! First, I'd like to send in the Dark Dragon Squadron, which is under the control of the Dark Marriage."

"Are you suggesting that we need to bring in the Dark Dragon Corps?"

It was honestly hard to believe.

"I feel rather inadequate, but I can't help it. The road from Nanchang to Hubei is a long one, and the presence of the Rock Dragon Corps is essential."

"Have it your way! I'll give you full control! I don't want to play games with this anymore! It doesn't make sense to me, but it's the Grand Duke's orders, so I'll obey. But remember one thing, even in death. I am not one to take orders from you!"

"I can't be bothered to deal with you anymore," said Tuo Zongming with a wave of his hand. It's unpleasant, but it's the Grand Duke's request, so I can't help it.

"Thank you, then, and I will lend my strength, all for the Grand Duke."

A lopsided grin spread across Qi Sahan's face as he bowed his head. The name of the brain tumor was unpleasant. The unpleasantness index was rising higher and higher on its own, even though he hadn't asked it to.

Things were going as smoothly as I'd hoped. I'd given up on beading the stiff steel bamboo, so I wasn't expecting him to take an active role. All he had to do was look the other way and pretend he didn't see it.

All that was needed was his silence and a powerful armed force under his command, the Dark Soul Hall.

"Welcome, military. I have heard from the elders. What is it that I am to do?"

"Please have a seat. "

"Sure."

As the Dark Soul Flying Squadron master, Black Sword Gu Qiang, took his seat, Qi Shihan sat down across from him and said in a serious tone.

"There is only one thing for the old master to do, and that is to……."

As Qi Sahan's explanation continued, Gu Chang's eyes grew wider and wider as he listened.

"Are you telling me that the Brain Duke actually allowed you to do that?"

He would do his best to fulfill any assignment he was given, but the nature of the brain tumor he knew would never allow it.

"Of course, I would never give a false order. I have already secured the permission of the Elder Brain, and everything is for the good of the Grand Duke."

Since the Amhonbijeongdae was the handmaiden of Brainjongmyeong, the will of Brainjongmyeong was the will of the entire Amhonbijeongdae.

"But…… If so, does that mean you gave permission to the footnotes as well?"

"There's no way he'd go to the trouble of ordering such a thing himself, given his pride! Shouldn't a subordinate be able to gauge the wishes of his superiors and take matters into his own hands? He already has the unspoken permission of the Grand Duke."

"Aha! Such a deep meaning! I am impressed by your military wisdom."

If he had heard this bullshit from Guchang, he would have slapped Napda across the back of the head, but alas, there were no eyes and ears here.

"Heh, heh, heh, words of praise! Let's discuss the specifics, then. Shouldn't we tread on the tender leaves while they are still buds?"

"Sure!"

Gu Chang nodded his head in full agreement. Gu Chang had fallen for Qi Sahan's trick.

"It's just around the corner, let's take care of it before it happens. "

"Do you have any idea what you're doing, because it looks like you've got a plan?"

"First, I'd like you to send in the Dark Dragons under your command. "

As if waiting, Chishan said.

"Dark Dragon, do you really think it's necessary to put that much power into it? "

As with the brain tumor, an exclamation of horror escaped Gu Chang's mouth, indicating that he, too, was now freaking out.

"Are you out of your mind? The Dark Dragon Squad is the best specialty ambush group in the Heavenly Palace, and you want to send them all in?"

Chisahan nodded, even as he received a stare that strongly suggested he was trying to play a joke on me.

"Of course. It's a necessary step in order to resolve this in the cleanest way possible, without leaving any evidence behind."

A creepily coy smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Inwardly, he seemed to be enjoying it.

"I see. I will. Heh heh heh……. Whoever they are, I feel sorry for them, because they'll never escape the clutches of the Dark Dragons."

The command had already come from the brain tumor. Now it's just a matter of executing them.

"This is too good of an opportunity to pass up when the targets are all gathered together. The place is called Shaman Mountain, so we'll do some hunting on the way."

"Shouldn't it be called fishing, not hunting?"

Smiling at Qi Sahan, the black-haired man said. Qi Sahan had to admit that was a pretty sharp point.

"Haha, right, they're good fishermen, and they're considered the most trustworthy when it comes to water."

"Hahaha, you're so full of it! The military is a scary thing. Very well, I'll lend you all the force you want, all for a footnote!"

"Please, lord"

Qi Sahan bowed his head in resignation. It wasn't like it was going to wear off anyway, so a nod was nothing, an act that was neither worth noticing nor meaningful to him.

And so the night of intrigue deepened. It seems to be an ancient truth that plots, schemes, and the building of the Great Wall are done at night.