EP.7 Namgung Family-1
by Shini
Namgoong Family – 1
Dugudak dugudak.
Along with the light sound of horse hooves, the carriage followed a small path.
Since the road wasn’t wide and flat like the roads in the city, the carriage swayed slightly from side to side.
For the safety of the passengers, the coachman drove the horse slowly, and a horse followed behind the carriage.
A man and a woman were sitting on the horse, and judging by the atmosphere, they seemed to be guarding the carriage.
-Shwaeek
With the sound of cutting through the wind, several arrows were stuck in the direction the carriage was heading.
The coachman pulled the reins at the sudden arrows, and the horse stopped and neighed loudly.
At the same time as the carriage stopped, the man and woman following behind got off their horse and approached the carriage.
The woman picked up a fallen arrow from the ground.
While examining the sharp arrowhead with her eyes, the bushes in front rustled and people appeared.
Their appearances were similar to each other, in that they were wearing tattered clothes and each had a menacing weapon in their hands.
The woman scanned the people who rushed out and blocked the road.
Perhaps because of the numerical superiority? Their faces were filled with unfounded confidence.
“Judging by the looks of it, they seem to be bandits.”
As the woman spoke as if she was bored, the person with the highest status among them stepped forward.
“You’re a smart girl, so you know what to do, right?”
“Hmm… Beat you all down?”
The woman put her hand on her waist and answered indifferently to the bandit’s words.
-Hahahahaha
The bandits burst into laughter as if the words were quite funny.
“You seem to be arrogant just because you learned some Martial arts. Girl, I may look like this, but I can beat two or three first-class warriors. I’m like the Mountain Lord of this mountain.”
“Huh, two or three first-class warriors?”
The woman snorted at the bandit’s words.
She turned around.
“He says he can beat two or three first-class warriors at once… Would you like to test his skills?”
At the woman’s words, the man who was next to the carriage trudged forward.
“Ugh, you keep making me do it these days. You should also step up and show some initiative. Set an example, set an example.”
The man’s attitude of scratching his head as if he was annoyed was quite rude, but the woman didn’t care and hit the man’s back with a loud thud.
“Now, the completion of Martial arts is through actual combat.”
At the woman’s firm words, the man licked his lips and walked forward.
“What, who are you?”
Despite the question, the man didn’t care and counted the number of bandits with his fingers.
“Let’s see… One, two, three… Six. They were hiding in the bushes behind the carriage, do I count them too?”
“Of course.”
“Then that’s ten. How many are you going to do this time?”
The bandit pondered for a moment what to say at the sight of them talking as if it were a normal situation.
“Um… Ten?”
When the woman called out a number, the man frowned.
“That’s too much. Fifty. How about it?”
“What do you mean fifty? Then, let’s do fifteen.”
“Forty-five.”
The man didn’t back down.
“Fifteen.”
When the woman turned her head sharply, the man licked his lips once more.
“Okay. But you have to do it right. Last time, I saw you counting too fast.”
“Okay. Don’t you trust me?”
“To be honest, I don’t.”
“You and I will have a little chat after this is over.”
After speaking, the woman stood next to the coachman.
The coachman stretched as if he was used to this situation.
Around this time, the bandits realized that things were going strangely.
“It’s hard to make a living, right?”
The man smiled, showing his teeth to the bandits.
“Originally, we should introduce ourselves and get to know each other a little, but… My picky Master said fifteen, so I can’t afford to be leisurely today. I’m sorry.”
The man apologized, raising his hand.
Feeling like he was being mocked, the bandit leader raised his sword high.
“Are you making fun of me?”
The sword was swung down towards the man’s crown, and the woman behind him counted while watching the scene.
“15.”
The man twisted his body to the side and avoided the sword.
Then, he slapped the leader’s ear with his palm.
“14.”
The leader, who had lost his balance, began to stagger, and the eyes of the bandits who saw this widened.
“13.”
Some bandits who were quick to grasp the situation put strength into their legs to rush at the man.
“12.”
However, the man had already penetrated into the middle of the enemies, and struck the philtrum of an enemy nearby with his elbow.
At the same time, he stepped hard on the foot of another enemy with his leg.
Three bandits were already incapacitated.
“11.”
The man’s palm struck another bandit’s shoulder, and the bandit staggered.
And then a kick. The kick hit the temple directly, and the bandit soon collapsed.
That makes four.
“10.”
Two bandits who had finished preparing for battle swung down their weapons.
“9.”
The man took a step back, and the weapons fell to the ground right in front of the man’s nose.
“8.”
The man struck the back of the bandit who had lost his balance and was leaning forward with a straight punch.
That makes five.
“7.”
The man grabbed the face of the remaining bandit and slammed it into his knee.
That makes six.
“Okay, since you’ve all been exposed, come out.”
The man turned around and took out wooden chopsticks from his pocket.
“6.”
Four bandits who were ambushing in the bushes behind the carriage were surprised by the man’s power and began to run away.
“5.”
One wooden chopstick flew and pierced the thigh of one bandit.
“4.”
Another wooden chopstick flew and pierced the ankle of another bandit.
“3.”
The man jumped up, stepped on the trunk of a large old tree, and flew in the direction the bandits were running.
“2.”
The man stuck the last remaining chopstick into the foot of another bandit and took a deep breath.
A clear flame bloomed from the man’s hand.
“1.”
The man’s fist struck the back of the last remaining bandit directly.
“Fire Punch.”
The man looked at the woman triumphantly.
The woman clicked her tongue as if she was disappointed, and rummaged through her pocket.
When a few coins came out of her pocket, the man who had already run over stretched out his hand.
“Give it to me. It’s the result of a fair bet.”
“…Okay.”
As if she was very displeased, the woman put the money on the man’s hand, and the man smiled brightly and put the received money in his pocket.
“Next time, ten will be enough.”
“Don’t even think about it.”
As the woman muttered, the man said firmly.
One year since the martial arts competition.
The master-disciple relationship between Namgung Soyou and Inho continued.
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