Chapter Index

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    Something cold falls on my forehead.

    – Knock Knock

    The sight of it falling at a certain rhythm makes me frown.

    “Ugh….”

    A green ceiling that fills the snow. In the middle of a dense forest, I was lying down.

    Just raise your head slightly and look at your body.

    – Slurp

    The fabric was excessively soft, obviously the clothes I was wearing before I fell.

    ‘So that means he didn’t die?’

    I thought he must have died and moved to another dimension.

    It appears that his life was saved because he got caught on a tree while falling. Instead, my back hurts.

    “Ugh…”

    When I wake up, fatigue and pain hit my body all at once.

    Once you wake up, if you stay in a place like this, you won’t be able to eat or porridge.

    “Huh? You woke up.”

    A human voice is heard not far away.

    At the end of my gaze, there was a woman picking at a burned-out tree.

    Clothes tattered here and there and charcoal soot on my face.

    Just looking at it, it didn’t look normal.

    “Are you a beggar?”

    “I’m not a beggar!”

    I told him what I saw and he got angry.

    When I stared at her, speechless at that sight, she continued speaking with a slightly annoyed expression.

    “Ah, of course, I don’t think badly of those who are open to the open. I actually respect him… But I guess it’s a bit too much to treat him like a beggar…”

    “No, I wasn’t thinking like that.”

    “Wow! So you think that open-minded people are shabby and mean! You discriminator!”

    “Oh, stop it, you idiot.”

    I am afraid that the story will continue in the same pattern, so I cut off the story.

    “You idiot!!! I’ve never heard of such a thing, not even in China.”

    “Okay, where am I?”

    “Even if you ask where it is… it’s near Hanam.”

    “Keuung… If you say Hanam, is it Hanam-si, Gyeonggi-do?”

    “Gyeonggi-do?”

    An unexpected question comes back.

    Before leaving the village, check her activities again.

    Just looking at the arm, I can see clothes that are not modern attire, a sword sheath on the waist, and the strange movements of the group that chased me yesterday…

    ‘Could it be martial arts…?’

    Is this the martial arts I know?

    This makes sense, though.

    “Haha…”

    “Are you okay? Did you hit your head hard when you fell…”

    She looks at me as if she feels very sorry.

    “First, let’s start with the name of the name. My name is Kang In-ho.”

    “You are Confucius Kang. My name is Namgung Soyeon. But why the hands?”

    She looks quizzically at the hand he holds out for a handshake, and grabs it.

    Ah, is this the national rule here?

    I hesitantly take a stance and imitate her movements.

    As if we were introducing ourselves on a blind date, an awkward atmosphere hovered between us for a while.

    “Well… can I call you Namgung Sojeo?”

    “Oh yes. What…”

    Hey, why are you blushing?

    “I’m not in a hurry, but… nearby cities? Do you know the way to the village?”

    “Oh, I’m on my way too. Let’s go together. But…”

    “???”

    “I think it would be hard to go far in that outfit.”

    She points to a dress with large arms.

    “Because I had no other clothes.”

    “Oh, then try this outfit.”

    She takes out the clothes from the bag she was carrying.

    “Ah, thank you.”

    I was worried that it might be women’s clothing, but fortunately it was for men.

    I don’t know why on earth you have men’s clothes.

    “Because I often wore it. It will probably suit your body.”

    As if to satisfy my curiosity, I heard Namgung So-yeon’s voice from far away.

    So why are you dressing up as a man?

    After changing my clothes like that.

    “Are you ready~”

    He speaks in a lively voice.

    “Yes, yes… Let’s leave.”

    I hurriedly follow her as she runs.

    There is no one to rely on in this unfamiliar world.

    My life is spectacular.

    ***

    It’s been 5 days since the intruder was seen.

    Cheonma returns to Gyo with Youngma.

    “I come to see the leader.”

    As soon as she steps into the palace, a huge crowd greets her with prostrations.

    If a person of short stature had seen it, it would have felt burdensome, but it didn’t seem to have caught her eye.

    She went to where she was staying without paying any attention to the people lying face down.

    Cheonmagung (天魔宮).

    The place where the leader of Heukcheongyo (黑天敎) stays.

    It is a place where only a very small number of people approved by the religious leader can enter, and most people who are members of Heukcheongyo have never seen the inside.

    The seat she sat on was high and wide, like an emperor’s throne.

    “I come to see the leader.”

    ” Come on in. ”

    When a thin, soft voice was heard, the leader opened his mouth.

    When a man with thin lines comes in and bows down to her, she, sitting on the throne, places a small bet.

    “General pipe. So… did you find out?”

    “Unfortunately, we were unable to find out its identity.”

    “You are no different from those bastards.”

    With the vibration, the man’s head falls to the ground.

    “Sorry. However, the security team was interrogated and their appearance was recorded. However…”

    Even while being oppressed by a powerful force, the man continued to speak with his voice unchanged.

    “Just? I hate changing words.”

    Her eyebrows go up as if she is uncomfortable.

    “The face did not match the directory.”

    “I thought some crazy political faction guy came in, but I guess that wasn’t the case.”

    “As it turns out, yes.”

    “What are the other forces?”

    “Don’t you know better that there is no other force that would dare to invade our school?”

    Well, I burned it all. She chuckled.

    “So what? I did not come to hear this report. Are you saying an intruder fell from the sky?”

    “Similar. Can I tell you more details at the royal palace?”

    “Yeah, there’s nothing I can’t listen to when you say that much.”

    The religious leader followed the general and headed to the imperial palace.

    As if preserving the scene of an incident, the royal palace was maintained in the same condition it was in at the time of the invasion, and the religious leader did not hide his anger at the sight of the mess made with mud.

    Thanks to this, the stone pillars shook with a clanking sound. As if this situation was so natural, the Commander-in-Chief did not even show it.

    The governor took off his shoes, bowed twice, and entered the palace.

    He walked down the street and pointed to the broken coffin.

    “It shows signs of being broken from the inside to the outside. Since there is no trace of the kimunjin operating, it can be said that there was no intrusion from outside.”

    “It didn’t fall from the sky, it looks like it rose from the ground.”

    The cult leader slowly approached the coffin and pathetically swept up the broken pieces.

    The Commander-in-Chief, who was looking at the longing hand, calmed his voice and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

    “This is what the intruder looks like.”

    “Okay, let’s see what kind of face you have.”

    The actions of Cheonma, who was holding the picture drawn by the artist, suddenly stopped.

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