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Cheon Sang-myeong-wol’s worldview follows the martial arts style.

okay.

It is a martial arts style.

Not martial arts.

Therefore, as soon as I saw the scene I was seeing, I was confident that I had entered a unique world of the bright moon of heaven.

The style of the buildings was clearly reminiscent of the East.

The same goes for the Siheyuan-style guest house that can be seen when looking down through another window, as well as the houses that can be seen when looking down from another window.

The decorations that were stylishly hung on the tile roofs were completely different from those based on the West.

Still, people were different.

First of all, the people’s hair color was far from oriental. Of course, it wasn’t that he didn’t have black hair.

But, Paljuno Chopanambo. It wasn’t rainbow-colored socialism, and looking at the people’s hair, I could see that it wasn’t just a simple oriental color.

In addition, the clothes and the curves of the body stand out, unlike the young-looking Asian face.

It was like a combination of the East and the West, with clothes, body types, and good looks that made it difficult to know where they were originally sold.

Of course, there was no particular problem.

Because what sucks is justice.

“Um….”

From the window on the second floor, I turned my eyes to a woman among those walking along the street, holding a long long sword and seductively twitching her wide pelvis.

Just look at the clothes that woman is wearing.

Such a short skirt!

And a garter belt!

A top that clings to the body!

That outfit was definitely the outfit called ‘Proof of Anger’ in Bright Moon of Heaven, right? You can get it only by clearing a certain secret area that was quite difficult…

At that time, the woman slowly turns her head. Did he notice that I was sitting by the window on the second floor and looking at him?

Her black eyes seemed to be focused on me, so I blinked one eye.

A crescent moon is drawn on soft, red and plump lips. She smiled softly and kissed the hand covered in black gloves before disappearing into the crowd again, wiggling her gorgeous pelvis.

hmm…

To fundamentalists, she was a woman dressed in blood-letting clothes.

But garter belts can appear in martial arts!

Isn’t it enough if it’s erotic?

anyway,

It was almost certain that this was a world of bright moon.

I got up, left the room, and went up the stairs.

It was a four-story building. Half of the first floor is decorated as a business, the other half and the second floor are decorated with guest rooms and a restaurant, and the third and fourth floors have rooms for customers to rest.

The employee I met on my way up was definitely Jeomso, probably Jeomso. Anyway, as soon as the guy who looked quite young saw me, he was surprised and bowed his head.

“Guest guest. Did you cough?”

Please stay here.

I glanced at the mirror in the hallway. What was reflected in the mirror was a large, muscular man with a thick beard and a slightly bleak appearance.

“Yes.”

When I nod lightly, he says hello again and goes downstairs. Past him, up, and up.

I arrived at the top floor and stepped on the roof to go outside.

Is it because I climbed up high?

The panoramic view of the village comes into view.

and.

I turned my gaze toward the mountain, which had quite a nice view.

Thousand-day plum blossom.

Thanks to the strange plum blossoms that bloom all year round, the mountain looked like a red star.

A sect that has been established on that red star for a long time.

Hongseongmun, the female sect with Sword Saint Na Ye-rin as its leader, was proudly located there.

“The timing was before the chief.”

The fact that Hongseongmun Gate is intact and this village is maintained will be proof of that.

I returned to the first room, sat down and looked at the mirror.

Definitely one of the many extras that were in town.

The village where Hong Seong-moon was attacked and burned down by the Iron Blood Legion during his time as chief, and who took care of Sayun, who was left alone.

She is killed in the middle of Chapter 1, which causes her to go to the martial arts world.

According to the original scenario, this person is destined to die quickly.

I smiled at the man reflected in the mirror.

It’s a face I don’t know.

But I knew this man’s name.

The owner of the only store and guesthouse in Seomhwachon, who appears only by name in Sayun’s chief and chapter 1.

In the game, the extra ‘Yuwol’ is not shown once and only has his name briefly shown.

If only I had gotten that role.

There was only one thing I had to do.

“Island Village? Wow. Don’t even talk. There is no better place in the world to live than here.”

“Are thieves coming in? Or are evil monsters coming in?”

“Because of the protection of the spirit mountain, monsters cannot approach without permission, and with the Sword Saint living there, thieves and thieves cannot even come near.”

“Some merchants who come here occasionally say that the outside neighborhood is noisy, but that’s just us. Isn’t it possible to live without any major problems?”

The weight of being a swordsman was never light. One of the ten strongest men in the world.

The large sword that is swung like a pillar, despite its overwhelming size and weaponry, shakes lightly like a ray of cloth when held in the hands of a swordsman.

There is no one who does not fall before that great sword, and there is no one who does not praise the beautiful dance moves of the sword.

That was Na Yerin, the Sword Saint.

“Of course, he dies as a chief.”

okay. Na Yerin, the strong swordsman, dies at the age of chief.

He took poison, went blind, and fought dozens of Iron Blood clan experts using only his senses.

In the process, after receiving quite a few injuries, he dies at the hands of the Iron Blood Beast Emperor, one of the five lords of the Iron Blood Order.

Of course, in the process, she severely injures the Iron Blood Emperor and causes him to retreat, and she saves Hong Seong-moon’s youngest and only surviving disciple, Sayun.

The reason Hong Seong-moon becomes extinct is because Na Ye-rin dies.

Even if Hongseongmun’s building is destroyed and Hongseongsan Mountain burns down.

If only she and a few of her students survive, Hong Seong-moon can make a comeback.

And, Sayoon, who lost his teacher and monk while only learning the first half of Hongseong Shingong, will not despair or suffer due to his poor martial arts skills.

Most characters in Heavenly Moon had enough teachers, brothers, or priests to teach them.

As for Sayoon’s potential, he was able to catch up with it in his own way by learning like that and learning half-baked martial arts on his own with big guys.

Surely, if you learn it properly, you can become overwhelmingly stronger than them, right?

ruler. good. Then what I have to do is decided.

Let’s go in the direction of somehow saving Na Ye-rin.

However, this method is not without risks.

There is a saying called the butterfly effect. Of course I know that what I change will have a big impact on the story that follows.

but.

If the main story is to be solved through her suffering.

“It’s better not to have anything.”

From now on, the genre will be changed from Human Theater to Nadenade Water.

It was something I had to do, carrying the wishes of fifty million Sayundan on my back.

Although it is said to be near Hongseongsan Mountain, a sacred mountain, Seomhwachon is a small village with nothing special. The majority of those entering Seomhwachon were Taoists and shamans who occasionally came to make a pilgrimage to Yeongsan, and martial artists to visit Hongseongmun Gate.

However, even though it was such a small town, it was definitely a town with a government office and people living there.

As I entered the market street, the smell of people’s lives became even stronger. Why is there so much to sell and buy in this small town? Even as the sun was setting, there were quite a few people in the market trying to get things they would otherwise pass up at low prices.

As I was walking and thinking, what caught my eye was a stall with colorful sweets on it.

“Hmmmm…”

Unlike Hong Seong-moon’s other disciples, Sayun was an orphan and was accepted as a disciple by Na Ye-rin.

As a result, unlike other disciples, he did not receive any support from his family, so he had little money to spend personally.

I don’t know if there were any other sponsors, but since I didn’t have any, I couldn’t afford to buy even those sweets that cost a few pennies.

Of course, I could have gotten a little bit of it when other disciples bought food, but it would have been natural for me to be noticed.

Umm…

“What should I do with this…”

Of course, if Na Ye-rin is alive and she is taught properly by her and perfectly practices the Hongseong Divine Art, she will become strong enough.

But now that I’ve come this far, I want to be a little more greedy.

Because what I, and what we wanted to see, was for the child to be happy.

Although she has a sharp appearance and a harsh attitude towards others, she is actually a girl who likes sweet things. I want to let Sayoon live happily in her own way.

If I were to use the knowledge I have right now, I could help Sayoon learn and experience everything without lacking anything.

The question is how to approach it.

Hongseongmun is clearly Geumnam’s district.

No man can go beyond the entrance of Hongseongmun Gate.

Didn’t you say that even food and daily necessities used in the temple or sect only came to the entrance and were carried by the disciples themselves?

So, if you want to approach her, you will have to wait for her to come down to the market from time to time.

I crossed my arms and thought about a solution.

“Whoosh… Ah, do you want to be secret friends with Mr. Ajo? Mr. Ajo, I will buy you some delicious food and give you pocket money.”

“What is a secret friend?”

“We talk to each other like this and also go out to eat delicious food (sweets) without the people of our clan knowing… It’s fun, right? Let’s try an exhilarating experience (a hidden secret strategy) that other disciples can’t experience…”

no.

This is absolutely not the case.

If someone sees it, they will report it to the nearest government office right away.

Right now, Sayoon wouldn’t be even 15 years old, and I’m in my early to mid-30s if you look closely… It’s a dangerous relationship no matter how anyone sees it.

I quickly revised the plan I had just thought of.

As expected, it is difficult to approach right away.

Then there is only one way to do it.

I walked through the market. While the red sunset created by the setting sun spread out brightly and embellished the sky, the stalls of those who were giving up their businesses were moving into the store one by one.

I stopped at one of the stalls.

It was a stall selling miscellaneous items.

Hat hat, tobacco, flower pots, accessories, beef jerky, and many more.

Just like in this world, miscellaneous items that had no basis or distinction were laid out in a mess, and even the manager was a man sitting there who didn’t seem to have much interest in business.

In other words, this person’s goal is not to sell things.

Otherwise, there’s no way you wouldn’t care if I came and snooped around.

“This and this. With this. This.”

What I chose was a hat, a tobacco plant, a flower pot, and a small bracelet made of wood.

The man who was looking at it indifferently held out his hand.

“Eunja Hannyangiwoo.”

I took a hat, put it on my head, and lit a rolled up paper candle. As hazy smoke rose, I put the wooden ornament in my pocket and spoke.

“Stay as a guest until midnight.”

There was no answer. But I thought he would definitely come.

That’s right too.

He belongs to Heavenly Moon’s game system.

Because it was a postal gate that delivered letters and goods to all the continents that all the characters meet in Seojang.

I returned to the guest house, smoked a cigarette in my room, and waited. I sat down at my desk as the sun set, the moon rose, and it began its climb toward the top of the black sky.

And I calmly ground the food.

There is a problem with meeting in person all the time.

And there is also a problem with entering Geumnam’s area carelessly.

I grabbed the brush and wrote down the content in one go. After confirming that the paper soaked in ink was completely dry, I placed it in a bag. Then, place it in a small box with a silver coin and seal it.

All that’s left is to wait.

How long did I wait, sitting in a chair and burning the tobacco?

“It came from the post office.”

When the moon, which had been climbing the sky, reached the top, a person wearing black clothes and a hood was waiting at the window.

He was a little taller than me and his shoulders were wide. Although his face could not be seen because he was covered by a hood, his strong will and pride in his skills were evident just from the slightly revealed outline.

The two exposed eyes were not hiding their sinister glow.

Indeed, it was a true example of a postal worker who would complete his mission no matter what.

I handed him the box.

“Special express, and please hide the sender.”

He answered in the same serious tone he had when he appeared.

“Eunja, I’ll be happy. Customer.”

I held out a silver coin without saying anything, and he nodded.

Sender unknown.

The place it is sent to is the clan right next door.

Some may question the idea of using the post office even though it is a distance that can be delivered by just walking, but he seemed like a person who had the policies and beliefs of the post office that I knew.

They don’t ask, they don’t wonder.

As if all he had to do was hand over this letter, he turned around, jumped off the four-story building, and started running.

Of course, delivery is by postal mail.

I smiled, watching him through the hazy smoke that came out of my mouth.

I can’t contain my joy.

I can’t stand the excitement.

You can’t stop the heat.

That is why I declared this to this world on behalf of everyone.

“You are no longer an asshole.”

I.

Because we’re going to make it that way.