episode_0168
by fnovelpia***
The reason I sent Inho was not with the intention of making a sacrifice on his behalf.
While running away, Soyou assessed the skills of his pursuers.
His skill in erasing his presence was also excellent, and it was difficult to shake off the trajectories of memorizing attacks that sometimes targeted key points and the encirclement that subtly narrowed the siege.
They were clearly skilled shooters.
However, she thought it was worth a try.
However, this was a story when she had nothing to protect.
The enemies are targeting him and In-ho anyway.
Looking at Yun-seok’s light techniques, it seemed like he would be able to take In-ho with him and get out.
She thought that because she was strong with absolute power, she would be able to stop many assassins.
She turned with the words, ‘You must be safe,’ and caught the attention of the assassin who was charging at her by slashing his neck with the blade of her hand.
“From now on, Yan Lun-gong will deal with you.”
This was Soyou’s first misjudgment.
Due to her ferocious spirit, the assassins were unable to rush in and surrounded her.
“Come at me.”
Flames erupted along with speculation from Soyou, who took his stance.
Are you scared? The assassins failed to rush in.
No, it was right to say ‘I didn’t.’
They slowly backed away, then turned and ran in the direction Inho had run away from.
“What!!”
I thought they would definitely launch an all-out war to catch me.
However, in an unexpected situation where everyone was chasing Inho, Soyou’s mind stopped for a moment.
“Huh, where are you going!! I am here!!”
Spouting flames, Soyou strengthened his legs to chase away the assassins.
This was her second misjudgment.
– Tingling
Her sharp sense of life stimulated her spirit.
Soyou, who was about to soar into the air, quickly turned around, and the knife’s path appeared in the same spot where she had been just a moment ago.
Soyou widened the distance and looked at the attacker.
Salsu, dressed in pitch black clothes and wearing a cat mask.
“It’s a trap.”
She realized one thing when she saw that she felt no energy or force whatsoever.
Then he lunged at the cat mask. This is because we had to break the enemy’s position with a surprise attack before they were properly positioned and go to Inho.
However, Soyou’s fist never touched the unknown enemy.
The opponent used a mysterious step to attack Soyou.
“……”
There were no words to exchange with each other.
Soyou’s eyes moved quickly to find the opponent’s gap.
‘Tch. Now that things are like this, we have to force the way.’
The chase team may have already caught up with Inho. Soyou became impatient.
I raised my strength to the limit, wrapped my body in flames, and jumped forward.
– Tuk
Before I knew it, the enemy that came next to me tripped and fell to the ground.
“Ugh, you guy!!”
Soyou growled, not even brushing the dirt off his face.
“You lost your composure.”
Did they use special equipment? The gender could not be determined from the voice coming from the mask.
“What on earth is the purpose?! Didn’t you come to kill me like you killed Master?”
Soyou raised his fist and shouted. The cat masked opponent dodged the attacks by taking a single bite.
“That’s right. You and your disciple die here today.”
The opponent said, blocking Soyou’s incoming kick with his arm.
“This is the last of the three major martial arts traditions of the right faction, so should we finish it right away? I have to savor it as much as I can and end it.”
Even though the voice was noisy, I could feel it stirring.
“You guy…!”
Using the anger rising from the Danjeon as fuel, Soyou lit up the flame once more.
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“Heo Eok… Heo Eok….”
Inho vomited blood.
The assassins who fell around him indirectly showed how great a fight he had just been in.
“Amazing.”
Yunseok, who was treating him in a somewhat businesslike manner, expressed a small admiration.
“I’m… kind of… amazing.”
Even while speaking with a grin, Inho continued to vomit blood.
My body was in shambles due to the forcefully raised internal strength and the attacks from the shooters.
Although many assassins were lying around him, there were still more aiming for his head.
“…Hey.”
In-ho said to Yun-seok as he watched the crowd of assassins tightening around him.
“What’s going on?”
“I didn’t understand from earlier, so… can I ask you something?”
“It’s your last wish, and I will grant it.”
As Yunseok spoke, Inho wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
There was thick blood.
“You were the ones who delivered the news from the Ambassador, right?”
“That’s right.”
A messenger who delivered news of the death of the ambassador.
I thought it must have been sent from the Murim Alliance. There was no doubt.
How can we know that it is the enemy’s goal?
“You guys… where do you belong? Are you a sapa?”
What kind of faction in Sapa did he incur a grudge against? Inho was purely curious.
“Well… it’s ambiguous. Because we just follow orders.”
An ambiguous answer came back.
“You said the target was me…? Isn’t it… a grudge against Yan Lun-gong?”
Unless it was a grudge against Yeomryun-gong, In-ho had no reason to hold a grudge.
“……”
When silence returned, Inho closed his eyes for a moment and thought.
“Ha… What on earth is going on? It’s not that I have a grudge against Yan Lun-gong… but I have to kill him. Fuck. What the heck…”
Shaking his head, Inho tried to come to his senses.
“Are you done with your questions now? Well then, goodbye.”
When Yun-seok raised his hand and lowered it, the waiting assassins all rushed towards In-ho.
The assassin, who was in the lead, raised his dagger and struck it at the top of Inho’s head.
– Growling
But before the dagger’s blade reached In-ho, it melted into a mushy mess.
“What?”
A voice full of bewilderment came out of the mouth of Salsu, who was supposed to remain silent.
For a moment, In-ho’s hand, who thought he was unconscious, grabbed the face of the leading assassin.
“Kwaaaa!!”
The flesh melted away, and a foul smell spread throughout the vacant lot.
As the hunted prey struggled, the bodies of the rushing hunters stopped.
“I’m clearly in a state where I can’t use my power… How…”
Yunseok’s eyes narrowed.
The flames rising from Inho’s body.
The color of the flame burns vividly as if it will purify the evil things around it.
“Because it’s not a skill.”
One day, I remembered the person who pushed my teacher.
[My recovery does not come from Danjeon. It’s just the blood circulating around my body that heals my body.]
“The basics of Yeomryun Gong…the principle. To explain it simply… It’s a martial art that uses firewood to light a fire.”
In-ho staggered and raised his head.
Even though he was pale with blood and had open wounds here and there, his eyes glowed in the dark.
“If it catches fire… you can burn anything and create a flame.”
“This is the fire that started my life with firewood.”
– Seup
Inho took a deep breath and took a stance.
The same preparation posture as when I first danced with my teacher.
“Are you going to continue?”
Yunseok asked with a tired look on his face.
“I guess… I’m going to die today. If it’s an unavoidable fate… at least you shouldn’t look shabby.”
Inho answered with somewhat steady breathing.
“Yoonseok… I don’t know if that’s his real name. Anyway, take a good look.”
– Grumble, growl.
A clear flame burns like an aura all over the body.
“Today, look at me… Look carefully.”
“Hit!”
Yunseok shouted, embarrassed by the target’s level of martial arts, which was different from what he had originally heard.
As soon as Yoon Seok’s words fell, the assassins, weighed down by the fear of the unknown, screamed and rushed back.
“Because I will show you what the deceased was like when he was alive.”
With countless blades in front of him, Inho spoke in a dry voice.
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