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I picked up my brush when the fluttering plum blossoms were falling drop by drop like dew in the moonlight.

Normally, it would be time to go to sleep for early morning training, but perhaps because of the pounding of my heart, I can’t close my eyes easily.

Today was the second happiest day of my life.

The first time was when I met Master.

There is no one on my side in the world. My future is nothing but cold and dark. When I clearly realized this and was spending my days covered in dust and trash, the hand of salvation was extended to me.

It was Master’s touch.

The hand extended to me by someone who had nothing to do with me, who was nothing, made me feel that the world was not that cold.

And, I felt it again today.

For the first time, I, who always received a lot of things, was able to share what I had with my teacher and sisters.

In doing so, I was able to enjoy a little bit of the happiness of the people I love.

Thank you.

I know very well that I cannot repay the grace shown to me, who has nothing and is a worthless person, with just a letter like this.

Could you please give me a chance to repay this favor?

P.s

Uncle, or aunt.

If not, would it be your brother? If not, should I call her my sister?

The Ambassador still views my benefactor with suspicion, but in my imagination, my benefactor is a very handsome person.

Like the teacher who reached out to me.

Because you gave me your hand when I was nothing!

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After reading to the end, I read the manuscript again.

It seemed like he had learned how to write a calligraphy in his own way, and although he started off awkwardly, the sight of him revealing his true feelings as he went down made me laugh a lot.

I folded the booklet neatly and put it in the drawer, and I was silent for a moment out of pride.

Sayoon was always alone. Losing the monk, losing the villagers, and losing the friend I barely made.

Since then, unable to bear the pain of the people he loves dying, he closes his heart and pushes away those who come close to him.

It wasn’t until the middle of Part 4 that she finally met someone who could be considered a friend, but during that period, she suffered constantly.

Did she feel happy knowing the joy of giving to those she loves?

Oh, I can’t stand this.

Keep going like this!

The pride welling up in a corner of my heart keeps raising the corners of my mouth.

“Hmm…”

Anyway, Hongryeon is suspicious.

Well, that would be a normal reaction.

All of a sudden, they sent Eunja out of the blue, and there was only one line of content.

It’s a good thing I didn’t approach you directly.

However, even if she was aware of it, she wouldn’t be able to trace it, so it wasn’t a problem. No matter how Na Ye-rin is the benefactor of the mail, she gives Hong Seong-moon’s mail requests for free, but since the mail is kept strictly confidential, she won’t reveal anything about me there. That’s it.

So, even if Hongryeon suspects me, there is no problem at all.

There is no evidence, so what can I do?

-Sseuuu…

I immediately ground the ink, quickly wrote a line on a piece of paper, dried it, and put it in a bag. I’ll have to call the person who contacted the post office tomorrow and send it again.

-Wow!!

“What is it?”

The joyous mood suddenly falls to the abyss due to the noise coming from below.

Is it the guest room?

Since it is a place where alcohol, food, and courtesans sell songs, it cannot be said that there are no fights at all.

This has never been this loud since I entered this world.

I immediately opened the door and went out. When we arrived at the first floor, several strong men were holding Jeomsoi by the collar.

“Tell the owner to come out!!”

“Fuck!! The hospitality at the guesthouse is being treated like shit!! Is this also a guesthouse?!”

In general, gangsters cannot approach a place where there is a sect, or a sect that is quite famous.

It’s natural. If the sect belongs to the Jeongdo sect, they are enemies with the gangsters, and if the sect belongs to the sect, they will protect it as much as they pay the protection tax.

Therefore, mediocre wanderers tend to live quietly in places where there is a strong clan.

And, of course, Seomhwachon was a village under the influence of Hong Seong-moon.

Of course, this does not mean that Seomhwachon pays protection fees to Hong Seong-moon.

In the first place, I had no intention of receiving it even if I had offered it.

Therefore, Seomhwachon provided goods rather than money to Hong Seongmoon, saying that they had some left over, and that it was a test project so he could use it. Hongseongmoon could not refuse even that, so he accepted the minimum and allowed Seomhwachon to use Hong Seongmoon’s name. was protecting it.

But Walpae appeared in Seomhwachon?

It was quite a surprise to people who came for a drink or dinner after work.

“Owner, come out!! Fuck you! uh? Let’s do some trauma!! Do you guys think I’ve been here for a day or two?! And what if there is a courtesan? You should take it off and do it!! I am with the owner here…!! uh? I went to the yokgan yesterday! uh?! Even drinking?! uh?! It’s all done!!”

Four or five sturdy men stood up and made a fuss.

What was left where they were was the cheapest somen in the guesthouse.

I watched them and picked up an empty bottle on a nearby table.

“Owner I…”

-Changerang!!

The bottle was stuck in the head of the guy who was holding Jeomsoy by the collar, laughing and shouting excitedly.

I looked down at the writhing creature on the floor and then turned my eyes to the people who looked embarrassed.

“What, what! You!”

“If a woman is hungry, she will hit the roof and go. Or go home and take care of your daughter. Why are you fucking here? Do you want to get lost?”

“What!”

“I am the owner of this inn, who did not go to the bathhouse with this guy, did not go with him, did not eat with him, and did not drink with him yesterday.”

Ignoring the suddenly tense atmosphere, I turned my attention to the one in the back of the group.

The guy who was smiling even though his subordinate’s head was broken and he passed out.

A lump with two impressive knife marks on its face.

It was a guy I knew.

“Hey. you. Isn’t it Jang Woo-cheol from Cheolsapa?”

“…Do you know me?”

Only then did the guy’s laughter stop.

How can you not know?

As soon as chapter 1 starts, he fights with Sayoon.

So-called starter mobs.

He is like the leader of the Cheolsa faction, a faction in a nearby village, who naturally stepped forward to take over Seomhwachon after Hong Seongmun was destroyed.

The skill itself…

Nothing much.

“If you know, the conversation will end quickly. This guesthouse. From now on, make sure to pay protection fees to our wire faction. There’s no guarantee that these guys won’t appear, right? Hongseongmun may only lend us our name, but we are different. We…”

“If it weren’t for you, nothing would have happened in my life.”

I scoffed, and his expression became distorted. As the atmosphere of a fight naturally arises, the guests start to get up from their seats in shock.

-Chaeng!!

A long sword appeared from the sword house on Jang Woo-cheol’s waist. Taking that as a signal, the other guys also took out their weapons.

“Oh… Amitabha Tree… What a vice! Are you sure you want to see blood today?!”

“Yes! Let’s see some blood!!”

“For you guys, even saying hello is a luxury!! I’ll slaughter them all!! Hey guys!!”

At my shout, the servants in the guest house came out holding clubs, kitchen knives, or saw-blade knives used for cutting sweets.

“Now, should we create a scene more dangerous than Hwanhwa, Mama, or war for children under the age of 18?!”

Starting with my growling, the tension inflates like a balloon.

The atmosphere is spreading as if a stabbing is about to occur at any moment.

“Up to there.”

What took the wind out of the tension was a slightly low, pleasant-to-hear voice coming from the entrance of the guesthouse.

Everyone’s eyes are focused. Standing there was a young woman wearing military uniform.

The woman’s hair was red like a rose or like hot blood just dripping.

Is it because it was not organized, as if it was roughly disorganized? Her wild charm stands out.

What is contained in the jet black eyes seen through the red hair is indifference.

The noble, yet violent beauty that instantly captivated the audience created desire in the eyes of those who had been about to draw their swords.

There was nothing particularly strange. That’s how beautiful she was, and she exuded feminine charm to the point where the chest of her pure white clothes looked swollen.

However, Jang Woo-cheol’s face could not help but turn as white as the clothes the woman was wearing.

That’s because he knew very well who that woman was.

“…Nakilgeom… Mr, Mr. Pal. They said Hong Seong-moon would never come down…!”

Nakil Sword Hongryeon.

He is the greatest disciple of Sword Master Na Yerin and the greatest disciple of Hong Seongmun.

A martial arts powerhouse who can cut monsters to pieces with a single sword.

At Jang Woo-cheol’s words, the other lumps hardened.

Especially the guys who were lusting after her just a moment ago.

“It’s nice to see my beauty and body and show your desire… but it’s really annoying to have a gaze that is only lustful without true love.”

“Qu.”

“And, it seems like he doesn’t know that Seomhwachon is a place protected by Hongseongmun…”

She slowly placed her hand on the hilt of the sword.

“I have to leave at least one limb behind.”

It was just one word. However, that single word was enough to instantly turn into northern frost and freeze most of the people present.

And I, who is not one of them, picked up a bottle.

-Click!!

The bottle broke, and Jang Woo-cheol’s head also broke.

After kicking the broken guy, I patted the cheek of Jang Woo-cheol, who was almost losing his mind, and said,

“From now on, your name will be Chun-sik.”

The guy who couldn’t even respond faints, and at the same time, Jeomsoi and the servants start beating Jang Woo-cheol, or rather Chun-sik’s subordinates, with clubs.

“Billion! Billion!”

Since his skills aren’t that great, his subordinates can only be at the level of random mobs.

As I looked down at the guys who had been beaten with sticks, I spoke softly to Jeomsoy, who was glancing at me.

“Contact the hearing committee. They said they caught Chun-sik.”

There was once a time when a lot of money was being made at the gallery.

What should we do to prevent the extinction of Hongseongmun?

Of course, I also participated in the rice cake at that time, and I have been preparing one of the most plausible methods for the past few days.

That’s the connection with the Cheonghoe Summit.

The Cheonghoe Sangdan is a Sangdan that I recently met and formed a relationship with in preparation for that, and it is a Sangdan that only appears in the middle of Part 3 of the main story.

On the surface, it is a wholesaler selling various miscellaneous goods, but its true identity is one of the conscription departments directly under the emperor.

His job is to quietly kidnap those who wander out of the martial arts world without knowing what they are doing and turn them into soldiers to be used on the battlefield for the empire.

It was a kind of military manpower office that made anyone active duty.

And, we established a relationship with that place and promised to send useful people there.

In return, I decided to receive support from troops and experts when I needed it.

Of course, there was ‘very little’ friction in the process, but it wasn’t a bad deal.

I can borrow troops in times of crisis, Chun-sik can escape from the trashy life of tormenting others and work for the empire, and the empire can always supplement the troops it lacks.

It will be good for everyone.

Those squirming over there will become first-class military service members and be reborn as great heroes who will make the empire great again.

“Children. Don’t forget me when you succeed later. Guys. These are people who will go to good places. Take care of it.”

All you have to do is take it all off and hang it on something like a pillar.

Although Jang Woo-cheol has learned martial arts, he is still a third-rate idiot, so if he is trapped properly, he will not be able to break free.

The Jeomsoys move quickly. Even though the captured people were dragged out, the frozen atmosphere did not ease in the slightest. Therefore, as the owner of this guesthouse, I felt an obligation to lighten the mood.

“Sorry for making a fuss. We will not charge you for your meal as compensation for disrupting your meal. Surin. Play a song. Song.”

“Yes? ah. Yes~.”

When the courtesan holding the gold answered loudly, I clapped lightly, and after a while, her gold sound, a BGM that I was quite familiar with, began to sound.

“I will also give each of you a bottle of Cheongju. I hope this helps calm your shocked heart a little.”

“Uh. Well then…”

There is no one who doesn’t like freebies.

Only then, as people smiled and continued eating, did I turn my eyes to Hongryeon.

At the entrance, she had her hand on the hilt of her sword and was staring at me.

“Hmm… they were going to let me handle it.”

“It happened in my store, so it would be right for me to handle it. but. It’s true that I received help, so I can’t just let it go.”

The ice rose, which was quite blunt, began to shine slightly.

With the corners of my mouth pulled up, I headed to the store next to the guesthouse. Everyone’s eyes were wide open because of the commotion that occurred in the guest room, but everyone seemed relieved that it was resolved without much fuss.

” Pack some sugar.”

“Yes!”

The clerks are busy and quickly hand out several bamboo boxes.

I handed the bamboo box I had brought to Hongryeon, who was standing there awkwardly.

“Hong Seong-moon said he does not receive money for this kind of work. It’s not much compared to the help, but please take this at least.”

“Uh… is it sugar? But I didn’t specifically ask for this.”

“They say girls are made of sugar, spices, and all things wonderful. If so, you need to charge it.”

“Girl?”

“No?”

Compared to me, Hongryeon is quite a girl.

“This is my first time being treated like a girl.”

“Hmm. I apologize if I offended you by being treated like a girl.”

“Ah. no. no. I was just surprised because it was a somewhat unexpected reaction. Hehehe. Hong Seong-moon’s great disciple is a girl… haha. yes. Because I still have the emotions of a girl.”

If anyone else hears this, they will call me a scoundrel, so I hope you will refrain from saying that.

She smiled cheerfully, as if the frown from earlier was a lie, and lightly shrugged her shoulders.

“Actually, it’s because of something that happened recently.”

Hongryeon’s pretty Ami frowned slightly. A slightly unpleasant expression.

The sight reminds me of what was written in Sayun’s letter.

Hongryeon is suspicious.

“Hmm… Is something wrong?”

While watching the people cleaning up the floor, I pretended to place the glass on the table properly and asked ‘suggestively’. Is it thanks to that?

Hongryeon did not notice my true intentions and responded indifferently.

“This time, I went to the Murim Alliance. Some crazy guy sent a strange letter to a girl.”

“Strange… Seochal?”

Cold sweat ran down my back.

That strange letter is definitely not the letter I sent, right?

hmm…

okay. Probably not.

What I sent was a letter filled with concern and consideration, asking if you were eating.

Absolutely not weird!

“Well, I want to marry you when I grow up. What underwear are you wearing today? I’d rather go see you soon. Let’s be secret friends who secretly meet separately. There is no love, there is only one’s own desire… something like that.”

“…I will see all the crazy people.”

…It’s a good thing they scrapped Operation Secret Friend.

No, but really, what kind of crazy person would do something like that?

“Is it because the world has been strangely confused lately? A strange letter came to that guy and our youngest too. Is he that kind of guy?”

It gets cold again.

A dagger pierces my chest.

“I don’t think it’s the job of a member of a political faction to suspect people without evidence.”

At that moment, Hongryeon’s eyes turned towards me and became sharper!

My eyes are dirty!

Hongryeon, as an external inspector and investigator of the Murim Alliance, begins to look at me.

Of course, I didn’t pay attention to those eyes that seemed to see right through the person and sensed the hostility of others.

Because I am a person who looks up to the sky and lives without any shame.

“As I lived as a great disciple of Hong Seong-moon, I was able to get to know a person roughly by looking at their eyes.”

“So?”

“You are a good person.”

Only after seeing those dirty eyes return to their original state did I smile.

It looks like he is very proud of himself…

Still, I know how to see people.

Because among the people who like Sayoon, there are no bad people.