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I couldn't help but pick up the remains of the Musai. The Musai had only one bag and a copy of The Art of War. I tilted my head to see the scroll in his bot pack.
"Five Wheels?" "
The contents seemed to have been organized in their own way. After taking the Five Wheels Book, I told Black Horse Seo Moon Dae Dragon.
"I'm sorry, but his remains are to be buried in his hometown. We appreciate your patience."
"Well, I can't help it. It was immortal."
"I'll be going now."
I wiped the flesh off the corpse of the Musketeers and put it neatly in my armor. As I came to the rumble with the flashlight, I had all kinds of thoughts.
"Is there something so twisted from the beginning? '
I can't believe Miho said the strongest fighter in Yeongju would die by her.
I felt discouraged, but soon I regained my strength. It's because it's not over yet and I haven't done anything yet. I went to Mangosteen and showed him the body and the Five Wheels Book and explained what had happened.
The telemetry was not surprisingly alarmed. He said calmly.
"I see. What lesson did you learn from this?"
"Huh?"
"I thought you knew the nature and skill of the mystic arts?"
"......!!"
"I'm sorry this happened, but let's be positive. Tell Miho you're on your own."
I felt a bone in the telepathic horse.
'He always thought I was a former heir.'
Currently, it is a painful blow to lose myopia in this life. But if you think that I have a past life, you can think of it as a gain. Since we know what kind of man he is, we will not make the same mistake next time, and it will be easier to operate him in the right place.
"I understand."
"Don't even think about it."
He said that.
"Now that this is happening, let's talk about the future for a moment. I think it'll help stop your confusion."
"I'm ready to listen."
"I'm going to set up an anti-celestial alliance, just like before. However, this time, I intend to leave him in Yang instead of helping him at all."
What's that supposed to mean?
I was confused because I didn't understand for a moment, and hopelessness explained.
"Until now, after saving Yellow Bride and his family, I've manipulated them to provoke resentment towards the current Yellow Bride. But in the end, it will take less time to prepare and it will only be faster to encounter the great foreigners of the imperial palace. Therefore, I intend to avoid adversity and attack the honor of alumni and gold in a formal manner."
"Is that possible? Alumni and golden stature are now acting on the will of the Emperor."
I said worried. I don't know if I can outrun my alumni and gold and the will of the emperor, but they've always been in line with the emperor's wishes. Although they are cruel in their selfish desires, the subject is clearly an emperor. If you want to attack such imperial forces politically, it will be difficult.
Then Hope replied.
"It's not that impossible. Because no emperor can oppress every political force with violence. It might be easier to attack the Emperor from the front with a reason."
"What are you talking about?"
"I need to explain the political landscape of this great empire."
Mangosteen drinks water or thirst for a moment. Then he explained calmly.
"The emperor is the emperor and the absolute ruler. Beneath the Emperor is the golden throne and his alumni. They become the eyes and ears, and they keep tabs on all kinds of privileges and purge those who interfere with the power preservation. I'm sure you know by now."
"Of course."
At one time, I worked as a delegator of gold. I heard all the basic explanations. Mangling nods and says,
"Then do you know why you have gold medals and alumni?"
"That's it. As I said before, to maintain power..."
"That's the most fundamental reason, and the emperor can't trust his followers even further."
"Well..."
Mangosteen leans forward slightly.
"Principal Hong Mu-jae was an ordinary citizen with a strong hatred for advocacy and privilege classes. So he treated the existing privileged people harshly and purged all who were worthy of his empire. For example, if you actively use the intelligence you've seen and felt in person, you can imagine it. This was a natural act that should strengthen the throne of hereafter, but there have been side effects."
"Side effects?"
"At first glance, the removal of powerful authority seems to help maintain the empire. But in any case, those officials control this vast neutral earth. Without them, the great empire will not stand. Therefore, there is no limit to purging, and purging means trampling the buds of competent, independent, and excellent bureaucrats."
The retinue sighs.
"Excellent Gentleman... What should the Emperor believe in in in and run a government without character? Can you run a state-of-the-art empire with your own head? That's why the emperors after the Prelate became his eyes and ears, and had no choice but to form an organization that would be on his side at the same time. Whether they wanted to or not, the High Priestess and her brother-in-law had to board the same ship."
"I'm well aware of the corruption of your brotherhood."
"It doesn't just end there. In order to overcome the political uprisings made by the Prelate, the subsequent emperors tried to balance the gold medals of the alumni with the authority of the Divine Constitution.
As a result, the electorate gave considerable strength to the people of the field, including the blue sphere, and even to the monarchs of the province. The result was that gold medals and alumni decades ago did not go unpunished, and the emperor's power was strengthened to become one. Because until then, the chancellor or his fellow Admirals have wielded all their powers using the emperor as a community of destiny. "
I was quite surprised to hear the tale of the dead.
"Wait. The military may be temporary, but giving it to the monarch... isn't that a concern for rebellion in the province?"
"But it didn't happen. Because rebellion doesn't happen because there's a military presence. when there are all sorts of conditions, like poetry, talent, ethics and so on. The midfielder who ruled the Pre-Earned King was so peaceful and in harmony that he could not dare to plot rebellion."
"Hmm..."
"But the midfielders controlled by the current emperor are very cluttered and chaotic. That's because the emperor is using the enhanced empire to strengthen the central power again, raising alumni and gold. The great masterpieces of the Blue Age and the Night Kingdom are wary of this and feel the need to contain it. And General Hwang Yeon is at the pinnacle of a city like this bomb. I mean, it was an annuity in a mineshaft..."
When he reached that point, he said in a confident tone.
"If you bring Hwang Yeon back to the front of the regime and unite the wildlings and the Blue Age, it may be possible to prevent the emperor and the friendly forces from rampaging up. This is quite a winning battle."
I asked myself just in case.
"Hm, I've seen the rich and the poor suffer countless times as I travel around the world. Did that happen because the Emperor's attitude was neglected?"
"I can see half of it."
"About half...?"
The hammer shrugs, smiling bloody.
"Regrettably, I can't fully remove the unhappiness of the world when I return to the Royal Family like Yoshin Emperor. Despite the abundance of excellent wages and honest officials, evil men and corrupt officials are everywhere. The only thing politicians can do is reduce the unhappiness of the world as much as possible."
"It's hard."
"But if you let the Armed Forces or tyrants run wild, the chaos and misfortune will multiply tenfold. It's just that."
I can only look at politics from a different perspective after hearing the telepathy. It was a little different from the vague intuition or knowledge I had so far. It was also a point of view that he could not have when he died or woke up from his education as a golden child.
The telemetry that explained that far said.
"So I would like your help in rescuing General Hwang Yeon's family. I don't think it's a good time to raise an anti-celestial master."
"Should we break through where more than three trillions of gold are guarding?"
"Yes. Without the help of the Neonatal Masters."
"Hmm…"
I thought about it. It was not impossible, but it seemed difficult somehow. Again, the telepathy seemed to have stranded the brain cortex as I argued, but in the same direction as Jinseo's hearing. I asked you a question.
"By the way, how are you going to get the petition?"
"I have a plan of my own. Don't worry about that now."
"Hmm..."
"Let's take care of it from here. I need you to move now."
"I understand."
I went back to Miho, as the scourge had said. When I showed up at the Emperor's Palace in Kyoto using a flashlight, Miho welcomed me if I was waiting in advance.
"You're back! Still waiting for the Shogun's answer."
"......"
"You don't look so good. What's going on?"
I said, writhing.
"Well... actually, Miyamoto Musashi is dead..."
"......"
Miho makes a silly face. I explained to Miho the whole thing after taking Miyamoto Musashi to the Moon. When Miho heard the story, he couldn't help but sit there.
"What if... what if I lose the myth so easily? Only a Blader like that is Nobutzna, but he is not an easy person to mobilize because he is the Great Sword Tiger at the top of the Song Song Song song."
"Sorry..."
"Phew... I hear he's a bit of a handful. I can't help it."
Miho was aware of the reality and decided to give up. I showed Miho the relics of Miyamoto Musashi.
"This book is called The Book of Five Wheels and the Provinces He Left. I have to bury this."
"... five wheels?"
"Yes. That's the title of the book."
"Let's read it."
Miho accepted the Five Wheels and began reading by handing over the scroll. He said as if he had read about half a quadrant.
"What? It sounds like a military procedure, but isn't it kind of unpaid?"
"Huh?"
"I take it you didn't read the fine print. Breathing and swordsmanship are implied in secret."
I began to read the Five Wheels as Miho had said. Let's read this carefully. It was more of a noncombatant rather than a military procedure. I didn't know it when I read the preliminary part, but it was a martial arts trick that seemed to give a more vague sword lecture. Even the breathing method was meticulously recorded and it was quite burnt.
Miho said.
"Well, I guess you got one for free. You have it."
"Yes."
"By the way, you won't be able to convince a trillion Hattorians..."
Miho was not worried about anything. On the other hand, Hattori Hanzo, who came to Kyoto's imperial palace a few days later, was really surprised to find the body and artifact of Miyamoto Musashi.
"Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th-Th ball is dead?!" "
"......"
"Hey, what's going on?!"
Ninjas who have to kill emotions are so shocked, it must be a big controversy. Miho said calmly.
"He was killed by a middleman's master. I had no choice because it was also a great master."
"Th-world... there was someone who could kill the Mushi."
Hattori Hanzo trembled. Miho said to Hanzo, who was in awe.
"They say he was a great warrior..."
"Baekkyo Bridge..."
Miho injected him with a fake lie. Moses, who was traveling with me to find Chilyo, suddenly faced the impediment of the Christians and said that he died fiercely while stopping the elite of the Christians to save me. I, too, stumbled upon Miho's lies.
Hattori Hanzo, who heard the whole story, clears his throat.
"I honestly can't believe it. Once this happens, we can't follow the noble pilgrimage together."
"What kind of answer did you come here for?"
"I was about to make a temporary escort for the noble escort. But now it's meaningless. I'll be going now."
Miho folded his arms and boldly said.
"I won't walk you out. And either way, I'm going to the middle school."
"Suit yourself. The Shogun said he'd stay out of it."
"Thank you for that."
Shreek!
Soon, Hattori Hanzo disappeared with Ninja's dark magic. Miho mutters disappointingly.
"I never thought it would all be destroyed like this. What a waste."
"It's okay. There's no big deal that he doesn't have."
"Hattori Hanzo is the best ninja in the country. It would have been so easy for him to move forward, hmm."
Miho said, tasting again.
"Then let's go to the Middle School together."
Me and Miho arrived in the middle school with a flashlight. Upon arriving at the fancy song, hopefulness welcomes us.
"Nice to meet you, Miho. I call it luck."
"Hmm... You're lucky."
Miho had heard a lot about telescopes from me, so unlike other times, he was gentle with telescopes. As soon as the mutual greetings were over, telemetry came to the point.
"From now on, at least a month from now, we need to rescue General Hwang's gasoline quickly."
"What's the rush?"
When I asked the question, the telepathy nodded earnestly.
"Yes, because as soon as this is over, you need to hurry to the secondary seal of last night." "
"Secondary Seal? No way...!!"
I opened my eyes wide. The telemetry confirmed it.
"To the north end of the world!"
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