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    -Cheonmu-myeong

    I cut down another piece of trash who lost his mind and rushed at the sight of my fallen colleague.

    “Ha!”

    My heart was pounding, my pupils were constricted, and their movements seemed slow.

    The corners of my mouth went up as if they were going to split at the sensation I was experiencing for the first time in my life.

    “Ahhh!!”

    Another piece of trash that still hasn’t figured out the topic is running to roll on the floor again.

    A slow, large movement, as if trying to cut one’s own body apart.

    “Awkward!”

    After dodging it by taking a step back, he pulled out his sword deeply and cut it down.

    However, the one who fell this time was either quite strong or, if not, due to his own inexperience, he reached out to grab his ankle while still lying on the floor.

    Yes, that’s what you should do.

    For some reason, my heart started beating faster at that sight, and a smile came to my face.

    He stamped his feet hard and stamped his hands.

    Ugh-

    “Kkaaah!!”

    The sound of something crumbling.

    Perhaps provoked by the sight of their colleague’s crippled hand, the trash rushed at them all at once, their eyes reddening.

    He simply held the wooden sword and recalled his master’s words.

    ‘Perfect muscle control.’

    He tensed all the muscles in his body, bent his back, and drew his sword horizontally.

    Ppa-gak-

    He heard an unpleasant sound, like bones breaking, but it only brought him pleasure.

    I felt the wooden sword breaking my ribs, and rolled my eyes to check my surroundings.

    ‘I cleaned up one of the trash that jumped in, so there should be one left.’

    There is no one in his sight.

    ‘then.’

    He took the elasticity drawn horizontally and, while rotating his body greatly, swung the wooden sword with the trash.

    “Ugh, ugh… .”

    It doesn’t taste as good as before.

    He lowered his head.

    He approached the swaying trash, holding his side, and raised his wooden sword.

    I want to feel that feeling again.

    At the moment when I was about to stab the trash in the face with a sword due to a strong impulse bordering on obsession.

    “Stop it.”

    My teacher grabbed my arm.

    “Ah… .”

    My heart grew cold.

    The teacher frowned and gave him a cold look he had never seen before.

    “Nameless, what are you laughing at so happily?”

    I didn’t know it myself, so I couldn’t bring myself to answer.

    However, he could clearly see that the Master was disappointed in him, so he simply lowered his head.

    “I’m sorry… .”

    I was embarrassed.

    The teacher sighed lightly and patted me on the back.

    “Let’s go in first.”

    “Yes… .”

    -Cheonharang

    I couldn’t help but frown at the sight that was more gruesome than I had expected.

    Men lying on the floor, breathing heavily and shedding tears.

    A man sobbing, holding his hand, which was completely pulverized and had no shape left.

    ‘Was it really necessary to go that far?’

    Looking at the condition, the bones and muscles were twisted in all directions to the point where it would be difficult to repair.

    I don’t know about the level of medical care here, but I’m sure I’ll never be able to live a normal life again.

    I took a deep breath and wiped my face.

    What made Anonymous so angry that he drove people to such a point?

    No matter how I think about it, it’s gone too far.

    But I wasn’t angry at Anonymous, no, I couldn’t be.

    This is also because of my shortcomings.

    Let them experience the real thing in some other way, not just through people.

    I should have figured out the anonymity trait, but I didn’t.

    But if I may make a small excuse, the nameless one I’ve been sparring with has never shown such behavior.

    And if you live locked up in the mountains, how can you gain practical experience?

    A sigh escaped me.

    Perhaps he unconsciously takes out his anger here because he got hit by me a lot during sparring… .

    Hmm, if that’s the reason, then it might be possible.

    I tilted my head from side to side and stopped thinking.

    Anyway, I can’t think of a solution right now, so worrying about it is just a waste of energy.

    He patted the nameless man’s back, which was bare and bare.

    “Let’s go in first.”

    First, let’s think about the next time.

    “Yes… .”

    The anonymous nodded slightly, and I ran away from the problem.

    Unlike before, it is easy to open the door of a tavern and enter without anyone blocking it.

    Since I had already caused an accident, I figured there was no need to be polite, so I kicked the door open and went in.

    “Hmm.”

    As we entered the tavern, people looked at me and the nameless man with eyes full of fear, but this time, no one rushed at us, so it seemed that the number of fighters in this tavern was only the five people as expected.

    Well, or maybe you’re so high up in the realm that you can hide from my presence.

    But there’s no way such a person could be here.

    As I nodded my head like that, an awkward silence fell.

    I turned my head slightly because I felt awkward for no reason, and the person standing next to me, Mu-myeong, seemed to have something to think about, so he just flinched and trembled.

    Hmm, yeah.

    It must not be a very pleasant feeling to have someone looking at you with such fearful eyes.

    It will definitely be upsetting.

    It seemed like Anonymous had no intention of opening his mouth for the time being, so he opened his mouth himself.

    “Umm, who owns this place?”

    “…”

    Even though I spoke, there was no answer.

    I felt like I was being ignored, so my lips stuck out.

    ‘Then there is a way.’

    He sighed deeply, shook his head, and pointed to a familiar face in the crowd.

    “Hey redhead, come here.”

    He was the one who shared his bread with others.

    He must have a kind heart, so he will answer your questions well.

    “… Yes? Me? ”

    “Yeah, here, besides you, there’s a redhead… .”

    … There are a lot.

    Feeling awkward for no reason, I covered my mouth and coughed lightly.

    “Ahem, anyway, you over there, come here.”

    “Yes… .”

    The young man with red hair approached slowly, his face pale.

    Hmm, I don’t intend to hack it… .

    I smiled broadly to ease his tension.

    “Where is the owner of this place?”

    The young man looked blank for a moment, then said, “Ah,” and pointed to the second floor with his finger.

    “Thank you.”

    As a token of gratitude, he took a loaf of bread out of his bag and put it in Moo-myeong’s hand before leading him up the stairs.

    The tavern I was in also served as an inn, and since there were so many rooms, I thought it would be difficult to find the room the owner was in, but there was one place that had a particularly unpleasant smell.

    It’s subtly different from cigarettes, but it’s not a good thing when the smell keeps flowing into my body and I feel queasy.

    He circulated the energy to block the intrusion and informed the anonymous person as well.

    I opened the door and there was a foul smell, and as expected.

    A bad-looking man sits with an arrogant posture.

    “Aha, you’re the owner of this place?”

    With his muscular body and the tattoo on his scalp, he looks like he’s good at fighting.

    I flinched for no reason, but when I confirmed that the energy I felt was not bad, I straightened my shoulders.

    I am confident that I can be infinitely stronger than those weaker than me.

    After looking down for a while with his chin raised high in the air, the bald head opened his mouth.

    “Ha… Was that sent from another organization?”

    Sent from another organization… .

    It seems like there aren’t just one or two places like this.

    As I was silent for a moment, thinking, the bald man spoke again.

    “How much did you get? No, whatever you got, we’ll double it, so how about you join us?”

    “Hmm, we didn’t come here on someone’s orders, we just came here because we were curious about what goes on in this tavern.”

    The bald man frowned after hearing my answer, then laughed loudly and got up from his seat.

    “Ha!”

    Hmm, what is so funny about this situation that I’m laughing at it?

    As I was tilting my head at the incomprehensible situation, the bald man slowly approached me, gnashing his teeth and wiggling his eyebrows.

    “You killed our children for such a small reason?”

    The anonymous flinched.

    I swept away the nameless back, lowered my raised chin, and bowed my head.

    “Ah, I should bow my head and apologize, it was when our disciple was at the peak of his energy.”

    “Master?”

    “This year… .”

    As if he didn’t expect me to bow my head, Anumyeong broke the silence he had kept until then and opened his mouth with his eyes wide open.

    The bald man was so angry that even though I apologized, veins appeared between his eyebrows and his whole face started to twitch.

    “For that reason, Mark and John-!”

    The bald man kicked the desk and yelled, then ran towards me with his fists clenched.

    Hmm, I really just came here to talk, but how did this happen?

    I sighed and glanced at the nameless guy. He was also sweating profusely, as if he knew he had done something wrong.

    “Ha… I guess there’s nothing I can do.”

    There is no need to take out the wooden sword.

    I moved behind the bald man who was running towards me like crazy and hit his neck.

    “Sorry, but take a deep breath and cool your head.”

    The bald man lay on the floor and fell asleep.

    While the bald man was waking up, I was lost in thought.

    How do I solve this… .

    Hey, would you forgive me if I gave you a strawberry?

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