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The beauty standards in Jungwon are not much different from modern times.

Baeksoo-style beauty, with a fair face and ample chest.

Seoyeok-style beauty, with a slender waist and light body.

Obalseon-style beauty, with dark, glossy, long hair.

Myeongmoyuban-style beauty, with clear eyes and distinct black and white irises.

Dansunho-style beauty, with red lips and white teeth.

Among these, there was a priority, and the most important factor was being slim and having a petite figure.

In modern terms, it would be described as a preference for a glamorous slender figure.

And even within that, there was a preference for petite slender figures.

But that doesn’t mean having no chest was acceptable.

A full chest.

Even that had an appropriate size.

About the size of an adult male’s two fists.

Anything larger was considered vulgar.

These were the requirements for concubines, not the main wives.

So men lived with concubines rather than main wives.

It was a society where good things couldn’t be openly praised.

In the end, the beauties of Jungwon were similar to modern beauties.

More accurately, the beauty standards of Jungwon were included within the beauty standards of modern times.

And the number one handsome man in the world, Ok Girin, entered Nakyang.

People who witnessed the grace of Ok Girin spread the news quickly, saying they saw it with their own eyes.

The top groom in Jungwon, Gangrim!

The beauties of Nakyang gathered in one place.

And the sight of those beauties was…

A cheap-looking girl, like a fake sword, daring to stick close to the noble Ok Girin and wagging her tail.

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Acheong created the character as recommended.

In the world of martial arts, one’s abilities increase as they learn martial arts, and they can learn all martial arts in the game.

So the initial abilities are meaningless in the later stages.

Acheong deducted all the points from appearance abilities and put them into stamina and strength.

It was a build to easily get through the early stages.

So when Acheong first appeared in the martial arts world, she was the epitome of a beauty.

The martial arts belonging to the subcategory of fairies increase appearance abilities as they are mastered.

The three types of Moon Fairies (Jinchebon) belong to the fairy category, and since it is a purple martial art, the abilities have increased a lot.

So the current Acheong wasn’t ugly.

But she wasn’t particularly beautiful either.

She was just average.

And she was standing next to Ok Girin.

It was truly a paradox. The theory of relative octopuses.

The cheap-looking armor with the best cost-effectiveness was the pinnacle.

Hostile gazes were directed at her all at once.

But Acheong’s true self was a single game developer.

She didn’t have any major complaints about her life.

She was content with being single.

Dating was just a hassle, and she could easily brush off the flirtatious gazes of well-dressed ladies.

She had enough wealth to live alone comfortably, and she had no intention of getting married.

As a result, Acheong didn’t pay much attention to the hostile looks she received.

She just whistled while watching the sudden Nakyang Beauty Contest unfold in front of her.

Nakyang was definitely not the land of the Amazons, so she somewhat understood why they had gathered here.

Acheong poked Pangdaesan’s side with her elbow.

“Oh, San. Do you charge for your face?”

“It’s a hassle.”

“You’re so cool. You’re a cool guy! A cold man! But you must be warm to your woman, right? Kya-!”

Acheong’s words caused a very ambiguous level of contact with Pangdaesan’s side.

It was just a playful gesture.

Normally, he would have frowned, but strangely, he didn’t feel annoyed. Why?

Pangdaesan pondered this phenomenon for a moment.

It was because Acheong’s behavior was a playful joke based on men’s favoritism.

In reality, men also like handsome men.

That bastard’s face is damn good-looking. Even though you might think that, in reality, there was a basic attraction.

The person that men dislike is not a good-looking one.

They tend to dislike those in their early twenties driving a Benz.

Or a business owner who flaunts their wealth and acts all high and mighty.

“Just now…”

“So, if you came to Nakyang, where should you go? Where is a place like that? It’s too bright to have dinner, isn’t it?”

Pangdaesan was about to ask something, but he immediately forgot about it when Acheong’s words pierced through like a ghost.

It didn’t seem like a particularly important question, so Pangdaesan just let it go.

“…Baengmasa. Or maybe Yongmunseokgul.”

“A temple and a cave? Then wouldn’t a cave be better?”

Pangdaesan didn’t hide his expression of disdain.

“What? Why?”

“Only you would call Baengmasa and Yongmunseokgul a temple and a cave.”

“So? Temple or not? Cave or not?”

“Don’t say things like that in Nakyang. People who call Baengmasa and Yongmunseokgul a temple and a cave are only you in the world.”

“So what? Temple or not? Cave or not?”

“If you don’t want to see it, then go back.”

“Is that so? Friend, don’t you have any enthusiasm?”

“I never had that in the first place.”

“Let’s go. Baengmasa. Are you ready, San?”

“…”

“I don’t know how to set the mood. Mlernuz. Floor.”

Acheong imitated someone’s voice behind her.

Pangdaesan let out a deep sigh.

—-

Individuals’ tourism preferences vary, but they can be divided into several types.

First, there are planners.

They are the type who systematize all their schedules and already have a plan in motion.

Planners with a more relaxed nature could be considered the best among travel companions. They overwhelmingly raise the satisfaction level of the trip.

However, there are planners with superhuman abilities who plan in ten-minute increments.

Be careful as they may see and hear a lot, but end up not having any memorable experiences after the trip.

Then there are recluses.

To recluses, traveling is simply an act of staying away from work and spending several days in a distant place from home.

Their satisfaction comes from not going to work and staying at home, with delicious things, interesting things, and famous things being of secondary importance.

Recluses are interested in comfort.

They have a tendency to crash when they get a little tired.

There is a high probability of conflicts with wanderers.

“If you were going to do that, why did you come?” “Did you come to rest or to suffer?”

Next, there are wanderers.

They simply enjoy wandering around.

They get along well with planners, but if they don’t want to deal with recluses, it’s better to travel separately.

They enjoy eating everything deliciously and seeing everything interestingly.

However, if they lose interest, they lose focus and enthusiasm and want to leave quickly.

They understand tourism as a sacred word.

There are also the best travel companions, the rich kids.

There is also a type that seeks to avoid encounters while traveling. If you don’t belong to the same type, there is no connection because they tend to gather only among themselves.

Acheong’s preference belonged to the wanderers.

More specifically, she belonged to the type of wanderers who focus on eating.

When it came to eating, she shot a look towards Pangdaesan.

She was adept at collecting money from friends.

From Pangdaesan’s perspective, it was a paltry amount that didn’t even amount to spare change, but surprisingly, there was a taste in treating her to a meal because she ate everything so deliciously.

As for her impression of Baengmasa, it was a bit ambiguous.

From Acheong’s perspective, Baengmasa was just something familiar, like a slightly red Gyeongbokgung.

The large red Bulguksa Temple, except for Seokguram.

He had no interest or eye for the essence of contemporary Buddhist art, so the only thing worth seeing was the Jeun Tower.

Still, he enjoyed seeing the Jeun Tower.

Then, like a typical wanderer, he quickly lost interest.

As he stepped outside, the time felt ambiguous.

He caught the young man who seemed to be wandering around again and sat him down in a pavilion.

The characteristic of a wealthy man was that he avoided inconvenience by solving everything with money.

Having already wandered around for about an hour, Paengdaesan was already tired.

So, he sat the young man down and thought that things would be easier if he kept feeding him something.

And it worked.

He ordered a bunch of snacks and sat him outside where he could see the view, so the young man became quiet while eating and sightseeing.

Paengdaesan was satisfied and quietly lost himself in thought.

The journey continued to Yongseong, and about a day’s journey from Yongseong was a volcano. That was Paengdaesan’s destination.

The gate of the volcano’s hermitage was open.

The reason why the number one swordsman, Mucheon Daeje, was respected was because he truly loved the martial arts world.

The attack on Hwangung was a warning to the royal family who was trying to conquer the northern territories.

His affection for the Gupa was exceptional.

So, he personally taught them one by one, but as always, Mucheon Daeje’s methods were a bit extreme.

After splitting a cliff with one sword, he engraved six sword marks. It was a kind of legacy left by Mucheon Daeje.

The only ones who received his teachings were the Gupa.

It was not for the unidirectional and the Five Great Families.

Mucheon Daeje’s aversion to openness was well known.

He considered those who were open to be nothing but poor, incompetent people.

He had no interest in the Five Great Families.

He simply left a word that prioritizing family over justice was not wrong.

Mucheon Daeje’s legacy kept the Gupa in harmony.

He was straightforward and did not hold back.

If he wanted his legacy to be known to everyone, he would have just said it, but he didn’t.

It meant to do as you please.

In this situation, a letter flew in from the Segae.

It mentioned something about justice and reconciliation, and that he would reveal the legacy of the volcano to the next leaders of justice and reconciliation.

From this, two things could be inferred.

Even if the peak hermit looked at the legacy of the volcano, there would be little gain.

It could be inferred that the number of known masters of the volcano was not much different now than before.

The second was that something big was needed at the volcano.

There’s no such thing as a free lunch.

The price to see Mucheon Daeje’s legacy had to be paid.

But what was it?

And it had to be an event that involved not just the Gupa but also the martial arts world.

Paengdaesan was pondering this.

“San, take a look at this.”

When Acheong called Paengdaesan “San,” there was always something she wanted.

She was starting to understand his behavior more and more.

Acheong tapped the empty plate.

“What is it?”

“Someone said it’s rude to have an empty plate.”

Acheong urged, tapping the plate.

Paengdaesan thought of the black dog raised in Segae.

The black dog was a smart creature that came up to Paengdaesan’s waist.

When he was hungry, he would bring his food bowl and tap it with his front paws.

Despite having someone else to feed him, he always came to Paengdaesan, a clever creature.

“Indeed, quite bold.”

“Friendship fee.”

Acheong puffed up her chest with a bold attitude.

Her unnecessary boldness was similar to the black dog’s.

It was an attitude that said, “You should naturally feed me.”

“But is illegal littering a trend in Nakyang?”

“Impossible.”

“Then why do you keep throwing it away like that?”

In front of the multi-story building, the scene of countless illegal dumping of trash was unfolding.

Colorful handkerchiefs, perfume pouches, scattered shoes, and even underwear decorated the cobblestone floor in various colors.

Truly, it was a beautiful sight of trash.

Ahcheong exclaimed in admiration.

Indeed, was the act of littering a unique traditional culture of the Chinese people!