episode_0047

Immediately after the adjutant returned, Sanyeo and I talked again.

It was a story about non-killing weapons. Even when Sanyeo heard the name Bimusalsu, she looked confused.

“It’s a secret weapon. It’s a name I’ve never heard of. I think they either started using it recently or were using it really secretly.”

“They say he’s a top-notch player, but can I compete with him?”

Sanyeo laughed at my words. She reacted strongly when I showed myself weak.

“Ilryu nearby and Ilryu are different. Just as there is a difference between being on the verge of reaching a climax and mastering a climax. The difference is the level. There is a difference between holding on to the door of a room and staying inside.”

“There’s not much of a difference, right? When I hear it like that, I don’t really feel it.”

Thinking along her analogy, it sounded surprisingly close. Sanyeo turned her head. Her gaze was directed towards the warehouse.

“If I hold on to the door, will I be able to get out the items inside? Can you tell what’s inside? If you don’t understand the image, how can you say that you’ve reached the milestone?”

She looked at me again. She was staring at me with her red eyes, and her energy enveloped us both. I felt a stuffy sense of space, as if I was trapped inside some intangible sphere.

“Docheol. With your current skills, you can compete with second-rate players. The training time we have accumulated and your talent prove it.”

I asked while looking at Sanyeo.

“Do you trust me?”

Sanyeo answered without hesitation.

“Of course.”

I felt like her refreshing answer crushed the small anxiety I had inside me.

“Hahahahaha!”

I laughed out loud. Sanyeo didn’t expect my reaction, so she stared at me with her red eyes blinking like a warning light. When she fixed her gaze, the corners of her mouth lowered, making her look like a doll.

I stopped laughing. Then he looked directly into her red eyes and said.

“If you believe, you should win.”

Sanyeo raised her head. She looked down at me and spoke in a mischievous tone.

“If I lose, I’ll run away.”

“Then I will rise up from the grave and catch you. You said you would make me the best in Moorim, but you can’t run away, right?”

“Then… .”

Sanyeo rolled her eyes as if searching for something to say.

Then he walked to the middle of the yard and drew a line with his toes. The lines drawn on the dirt floor drew large curves, like the waves described by sailors. At the end of the curve, there was Sanyeo standing with her posture set.

“I have to train, right? This time, let’s try to apply our left hand better in practice.”

Fuck.

There was nothing to refute.

Because the dance competition was approaching.

*******

It is said that the place where the dance competition is held is the closest to hell. This was because gamblers who bet money on the contestants and people who wanted someone to die mixed together and screamed for help in every game.

Even ahead of the sudden opening of the martial arts tournament, gamblers were busy placing bets on who would win by just looking at the names on the bracket. And on the platform overlooking the gamblers, a muscular giant was sitting on a chair, looking down at the gamblers.

From where he was sitting, he could clearly hear the gamblers shouting.

“Docheol! Is there anyone who wants to bet on Docheol? The new ruler of the Hongryun Sect! Docheol!”

No one bet on Docheol. Unlike the other participants, Docheol was close to an unknown figure. The man said after seeing this.

“No one is betting. I guess it got out that he was going to die on the day of the competition?”

The middle-aged man sitting next to the man glared at the man and said.

“Watch your mouth.”

The man narrowed his eyebrows at the middle-aged man’s words and asked.

“I don’t know why you’re so scared of a guy named Do-cheol. You’re pushing not only me but also the madman from Sapa. It would be a pain if that self-evident sword guy had an accident at the competition.”

“It would be better if he got into an accident. Because it becomes a justification for removal from that position.”

The man leaned against the backrest. A dizzying sound rang out from the back of the chair due to the heavy weight. The middle-aged man glanced at the man and then looked away.

“For me, it’s okay if I get paid no matter who I kill, but I think it’s an excessive investment. Isn’t this like using a cow knife to kill a chicken?”

“Isn’t it said that Yubi is Muhwan? The more thorough the preparation, the better. By the way, this self-named sword guy is late. Apparently today, two days before the competition. I told you to come here.”

“Didn’t you run away? He was also a rough guy, so you must have noticed.”

“He has no future if he runs away. I made too many enemies.”

The middle-aged man said this and tapped the handle of the chair with his finger.

******

Purple sword

When people saw his sword stained with poison, they gave it the nickname Self-Myung Sword. The moment his sword inflicted even the slightest wound, the opponent’s body became stiff with extreme fatigue.

He was a madman from Sapa who enjoyed murdering in a dirty and despicable way, such as stabbing immobile opponents with a dagger, humiliating them, or hanging them to death.

Because of this, he had many enemies. You always had to cover your face, and the self-named sword that you could be proud of was not something you could easily take out. At first, the man was intoxicated by the notoriety surrounding him, and it was not until one day when he encountered an arrow flying at his head that he felt tired for the first time.

He came to think that people were bothering him too much.

In his situation, it was very unreasonable and strange that so many people considered him an enemy. How many things can be defined as evil in the world? One of the incomprehensible things was that so many people were putting all their energy into something that could be said to be small compared to that great evil.

The reason I accepted this request from the Murim Alliance was to escape from this fatigue. Just once. If you cut off just one person’s head, you can safely escape to Heilongjiang.

After running away to Heilongjiang, I start my hobby again there.

“Huh!”

Happy laughter spread as I imagined the future. However, unlike Jamyeonggeom’s smile, he was currently having an anxious time with his legs shaking on the stone. Because there were many enemies, I first felt anxious in the shady forest.

You never know when and where an enemy will pop out. Although he confirmed that there was no one following him, he still looked around his surroundings several times with an anxious heart in his heart.

“You chose such a deserted place… .”

I could understand the reason, but I was still dissatisfied with the self-evident sword. Even if he had chosen the location, Jamyeonggeom was even more annoyed because he would have chosen such a deserted place. He grimaced and took a deep breath as he looked around for signs.

“Hmm?”

As I concentrated for a moment, I felt a presence nearby that I had not felt before. Jamyeonggeom’s face turned white and he pulled out his sword and shouted.

“Who, who are you!”

The purple sword cut through the air, drawing a unique trajectory. Jamyeonggeom checked his opponent and spoke with a more trembling face.

“What, what is it? Isn’t this the person from the Murim League I was supposed to meet?”

“This is Lim Seo-ryeon of the Hangsan School. That person had work to do, so I came instead.”

Lim Seo-ryeon spoke in a dry voice. Her cool voice and beautiful face helped Ja Myung Geom quickly regain his senses. He said, shaking his head from side to side.

“Ha, anti-midwife? You mean a place with only women? Ah, I see. You were surprised for no reason.”

Jamyeonggeom put his sword back. Lim Seo-ryeon saw him take his hand off the scabbard and said, pointing over Ja-myeong Sword’s shoulder.

“Is that friend a member of the group?”

“Who are you talking about?”

Jamyeonggeom, who was relieved of his tension for a moment, turned his head. But there was nothing to see there except trees.

“Nothing… .”

I hurriedly moved my hand to the sheath of the Jamyeong sword that I was about to miss, and a sharp pain passed through my neck. Lim Seo-ryeon’s sword was pulled out from its sheath and drew a diagonal line. The tree next to the Jamyeong Sword was cut into sharp pieces.

Jamyeong Sword was frozen in the same position with his hand on the scabbard and could not move. The eyes had already lost focus, and the body was tilted like a falling tree. Lim Seo-ryeon picked up Ja-myeong-geom’s body with her feet and then rolled it into the bushes.

After rolling it a few times, the body fell down the hill, and Lim Seo-ryun took out a shovel and sighed.

“…I have to do it quickly.”

******

The middle-aged man raised his head. It was because the man he had sent on an errand was returning from far away. The man with a disheveled appearance flinched when he saw the muscular giant next to the middle-aged man.

“Why are you coming alone? I must have told you to bring it with you, right?”

“I waited for a long time at the promised location, but it didn’t come, so I came back. When I asked people around me, they said they saw someone with the same look going into the forest, but it was strange because he didn’t show up at the appointed place.”

“Haha!”

The giant laughed loudly. The middle-aged man’s face was bright red and he was silently spitting out various curses from his lips.

The giant smiled brightly and said.

“Elderly! Don’t worry! I’ll take care of everything! Haha!”