A Pair of Eclipse Swords
Chapter : 131 – Meetings at Mount Goose
The news of the election of the chairman to lead all the blacks has indeed spread widely. They used this mess to elect the chairman so that the chairman could later decide where they should take sides. Siding with the emperor or the rebels.
The organizer of this big gathering was a black gathering that rarely sounded his name, he was the Black Sword Society. An old society, perhaps as old as the Heart of Satan.
They were involved in the Battle of Black and White against the Song empire on the east coast. At that time with a group called the Devil No Appeal, they were defeated by the sacrifice of many people.
But in that battle, not all of its members died. Some are fleeing. And it was these few who then rebuilt the Black Sword Society by recruiting martial people.
Of course Sung Han who was still thirsty for experience was very interested to see the crowd at the meeting of the election of the leader of the cult. So when he heard this news, he immediately went to his destination.
Mount Goose, so the name of the place that will be used as the meeting. If departing from the city of Leaf, then it must go north again approximately a day trip.
This mountain is squeezed between the surrounding mountains, so it is quite hidden and difficult to visit. But for the martial people, it is not so difficult to come to that remote place.
Arriving at the foot of the outer mountain that squeezed the Goose mountain, Sung Han had seen many people glancing with their respective groups. Their clothes are diverse, some are rough like village thugs, some are neatly clean like literature. But Sung Han knew that they were, looking from his gaze, not a good person.
"Darah...."
Suddenly Sung Han was goosebumps when his ears were blown away by people from behind. That man is a very beautiful woman. Her clothes were wide to the stage too wide. But amazingly, in the hips of the clothes narrowed, so that shows how slim the body of this figure. His smile was alluring as he chuckled amusedly at Sung Han's reaction.
"Wow.the recklessness of heretics!" the inner young man who felt bad luck for being the target of the lust slave woman. He thought so because many women of the heretical class were ignorant of morality. Seeing this woman's smile, Sung Han spontaneously considered this woman to be one of the lust slave women themselves.
"Sorry miss, I'm in a hurry" Sung Han said later and bowed in respect. Then quickly turn right and lift your legs.
"Last away, Sung Han."
The whisper of the woman surprised Sung Han. Quickly he turned to look like a fool, "Eh..Who can the lady know my name?"
The woman smiled faintly, she glanced at the left cannon with her head slightly lowered. Then his right hand covered his mouth up to his nose, while his left hand pulled out a fan from behind a pocket in his robe.
"Hhh...!" Sung Han was surprised to recognize the shape of the eye and the fan. She exclaimed stifledly, "It is very disappointing that Miss Yang Ruan has been mired in a perverse way."
"Hmmm!!" the woman scowled bitterly, "You're the same!"
"I just stopped by to take a look."
"Then it's the same with me!"
Indeed this woman is Yang Ruan, the young miss of the Eagle Princess college who managed to get the nickname Eagle Queen. He purposely disguised himself by changing his clothes and opening his veil. Even to the point of acting as a flirtatious woman so that she is not suspected by people.
"What are you doing here?"
"Just like you."
"Same with me? Do you know what I came here for?"
"Don't you want to look around? You said it yourself."
Sung Han laughed, deliberately hardened with his head looked up. To make his attitude look like heresies around him.
"Hahaha, I'm actually looking for someone."
"Who is he?" confused Yang Ruan with a questionable look.
Sung Han stopped his laughter. This time it was him who glanced here and there with his head lowered. The next remark made Yang Ruan shocked half to death.
"Chairman of the Midnight Wolf, that golden mask man. You know, he's Chang Song Ci's prince."
A stifled scream came out from Yang Ruan's esophagus. He brought his head closer to Sung Han and whispered, "Why do you know?"
"Of course I know."
"What's the evidence?"
"Your eyes can't be proof. Who can believe?"
"Of course it's myself." Sung Han replied not to lose. He said again, this time his face was getting closer, "I want to find his fault. Let me kill you later, at least there's a good reason. You have to be a witness."
Yang Ruan nodded.
The people around him held back as much as possible. It was funny to see the behavior of two young people who were thought to be kissing near the tree.
"Even in public places they are shameless."
"It is not clear, if so it means they belong to the group of friends."
"Haha...."
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"Welcome to the brethren who have fulfilled our invitation."
The echoing sound of the shriveled, haunted old grandfather figure managed to silence everyone at the peak. Sung Han and Yang Ruan who were sitting at the back, felt shocked as well.
"Hm...."
Yang Ruan turned his head in confusion, "What's the matter?"
"He's strong, but he doesn't deserve to boast."
Yang Ruan smiled faintly. Understand that the intelligence of the two of them may be several levels higher than the head of the Black Sword. Hearing from the vibration of his voice alone, Yang Ruan was already able to measure how high the intelligence of people was.
"Yes, he's not as strong as you."
They went back to silence to listen to the unqualified lecture of that heretical figure. Until about half an hour later, a sentence was heard that had been waiting for since.
"Let's get started. The rules were simple, one that could win against all challengers, then he would become the leader of the entire cult. There is no prohibition on killing because it has become reasonable in mothering. Come, who's going to go first?"
Welcoming this speech, from the middle of the audience came a loud shrill sound accompanied by a black prowess that knew to have stood in the middle of the stage. He was a rogue man in his forties, faceless and armed with chains.
"I'm the Southeast Chain of Death, become the first challenger!!"
The sound of cheers the kingpin's gurgle welcomed this haughty speech. In response, from the crowd of the others, a loud shriek was heard and suddenly, dozens of spikes of secret weapons had shot fiercely towards the Southeast Chain of Death.
"Hmmm!!" the person snorted shortly and twisted his chains to the front of the body. Those silvery rays managed to rob all the secret weapons of collapse. But then the owner of the secret weapons did not appear.
"Sissy, don't bring your feet here if you can only hide!" the Southeast Chain of Death.
"Heheh, a big mouth as big as his body. Hey, Southeast Death Chain, what's your capital until you can be that arrogant?"
The Southeast Chain of Death was shocked once upon hearing a voice from behind. Quickly he turned around and slapped his chain. The person dodged lightly followed by a toto of both hands.
"You have intelligence!" exclaiming the Southeast Death Chain that leapt back and lunged at a figure of that age. So there was an exciting and tense match between the high-scientific figures.
But no matter what the fight on stage was, Sung Han's eyes did not take a glance. He had no interest in the fight and chose to circulate his gaze in search of the Midnight Wolf horde.
But he had to feel disappointed once there was absolutely no Midnight Wolf entourage. He secretly cursed.
"It turns out they're still too high-hearted."
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