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It was a spectacular sight to see people flying in and breaking down the guest house door like human shells, but the people inside the guest house who were eating did not seem to be particularly flustered.

What is a guest house since ancient times?

A guest house is a place where countless martial artists drink alcohol and get drunk, causing a commotion.

It is such a dangerous business that if you were to just line up the inn owners who have fallen to the hands of the martial artists, you could line up the entire business from here to Jongnampa.

“Oh my god, damn it.”

That’s why, all of a sudden, Jeomsoi, who was drenched from head to toe in hot bamboo leaf tea, fell on her butt and swore, but then came to her senses and covered her mouth with her hand.

Fortunately for Jeomsoi, neither the person who flew in like a human shell nor the other people in the inn paid much attention to Jeomsoi.

Instead, people’s eyes were focused on the unidentified stranger who had come flying in like a human cannonball, and the Jongnampa warriors wearing Jongnampa uniforms who were stumbling in through the entrance.

“What kind of kid is that?”

But in the midst of all this, a young boy with a sword, who looked obviously like a martial artist, started swearing in a voice full of annoyance.

“… … !”

Regardless of whether they were martial artists or commoners, the eyes of everyone in the inn instantly turned towards Yeonjin.

Male martial artists are not that common.

That alone would be enough to attract attention, but his appearance was also extraordinary.

Although it wasn’t to the extent of being called a face with a round face or a long, slender figure, it was the type that could attract quite a bit of attention, with white, clean skin and delicate, distinct facial features.

From the moment he entered the guest house, he was bound to attract people’s attention.

Seeing him wandering around alone without any attendants and carrying a sword on his waist, I didn’t react directly because I thought he must be a disciple of a prestigious school.

But I was so angry that I swore at the sight of the expensive and strong liquor that was supposed to be my portion, soaking the floor instead of my throat.

“Sigh!”

“Ugh!”

One by one, people held their breath.

Common sense tells us that if a person in Jongnam’s front yard deliberately ignores the laws of physics and flies around like a bird, there is only one possible scenario.

Something went wrong, and the Jongnam faction stepped in and exercised their power.

But whether intentional or not, Yeonjin swore at the Jongnam faction members as they entered the guest house one by one.

The eyebrows of Dan-il-bi, the second disciple of the Jongnam faction at the forefront, twitched.

As seen in the case of Seocheong, disciples of famous schools usually have great pride in their schools.

However, if we go a little further from there, problems arise, and the most representative problem is self-reliance.

Originally, the sect emphasized a sense of belonging to the same sect and treated them as if they were one family, but the moment it went too far, it became identifying with the sect.

In reality, it is a phenomenon in which even the disciple of the great Lee Dae-jae, who has no real reputation, raises his shoulders as if he has become the Jongnam faction itself.

That is why Dan-il-bi, the representative of the Jongnam faction disciples who had barged into the guest house, glared at the rude person who had been cursing at the Jongnam faction by calling them this bastard and that bastard.

“Uh.”

The moment Dan-Han-Bi’s eyes met Yeon-Jin’s, who was making an irritated expression, he froze with a dumbfounded sound.

He has a handsome appearance, wears clothes of good quality, and even carries a sword, so it is clear that he is a disciple of a prestigious school or a child of a prestigious family.

“Private residence?”

“Ahem.”

When the sister-in-law standing behind her spoke to her as if she was curious, Dan-il-bi coughed in vain and came to her senses.

Dan-il-bi, who was momentarily captivated by her beautiful appearance, quickly looked inside the guest room and was able to see a broken bottle of alcohol and a soaking wet Jeom-soi.

‘Maybe the drink Sohyeop ordered broke. That could be enough to make you annoyed. If you think about it, he didn’t even swear at you, he could have just been upset because his meal was suddenly interrupted.’

Dan-il-bi, who had been allied with the Dae Jong-nam faction until just now and would glare at a single annoying curse, had disappeared.

Instead, there was only one spokesperson left who could quickly understand the situation by guessing Yeonjin’s psychology and passionately represent her position.

However, as a disciple of Jongnam, who was a Taoist sect in name only, it was easy to get cursed at for talking nonsense without a clear head, so Dan-il-bi raised his voice at the shabby-looking ronin who had come flying in like a human cannonball.

“Hey you b*tch! Do you think you can get away with harming innocent people out of personal grudge here, right next to Jongnamsan?”

It was a voice as cold as frost and pretending to be majestic, but Dan-sil-bi’s sisters grumbled.

“You were about to get angry just now, but you held back after seeing the guy, right?”

“Did he just hold it in? He’s obviously handsome, so don’t you know he hesitated? Normally, a private would become a jerk in front of a man.”

Some of the three great disciples who were dragged along along with him could not bring themselves to say such things to Sago, so they only thought that to themselves.

Since it was originally a single monument without any dignity, everyone was trying to let it pass naturally, but then a middle-aged ronin who flew in like a human cannonball rose up and wriggled in the dust.

“How can you borrow 3 nyang from a silversmith and pay only 1 nyang as interest, and then have to pay back more than 10 nyang? And if you can’t pay back the interest, you’re going to sell your son? Is that something a beast would say, or something a human would say?”

“Huh! Are you saying that the leader of the battlefield is some kind of cult leader? If you’re going to lie, make it more believable. Didn’t you try to kill the leader because you didn’t want to pay back the money?”

The Ronin screamed with a voice that made his blood boil, but Dan-il-bi laughed and responded.

Then, the people in the guest house began to look around furtively, and then started to get up one by one.

An obvious attitude of not wanting to get involved in Jongnampa’s affairs.

Yeonjin, who was still watching the scene with an annoyed expression, let out a deep sigh and stood up, not caring about the confrontation between the Ronin and Dan-il-bi.

As the argument between the two intensified, no one really paid attention to Yeonjin.

Yeonjin took out a piece of cotton cloth to use as a towel and asked casually.

“Do you know what that means?”

“Oh my, Sohyeop. Thank you. Sohyeop, please don’t leave the place too quickly… … .”

The point of view is usually referred to as a folding screen.

It’s rare for Jongnam to be around here, but when you meet a foul-tempered martial artist as a guest, it’s almost an everyday occurrence to get slapped in the face a few times after getting upset.

Jeom So-yi’s eyes were red from the kindness she received from Yeon-jin, but Jeom So-yi carefully wiped the alcohol with her name and advised her to leave the place.

But Yeonjin shook her head.

“I heard that the ronin is lying? Or is Jongnam really defending that kind of idiot?”

“… … That’s because the leader of the Geumjeokjeonjang paid a lot of tribute to Jongnam. The amount of gold paid as protection money every month exceeds five gwans.”

“So Jongnam knows but is turning a blind eye to it?”

A political party that pretends to be clean and noble, but is actually hypocritical.

Isn’t that a common story? Yeonjin frowned as she recalled that fact.

But Jeomsoi shook his head.

“That’s not it. If you do that openly, even if it’s a gold mine battlefield, you’ll get scolded by the Jongnam faction priests. Just do it secretly so you don’t get caught… … .”

“This is totally a fucking idiot.”

Why would Jeom So-i, who runs a business in Jong-nam’s front yard, take the side of the ronin?

Perhaps it would be reasonable to assume that what Jeomsoi said is true.

Yeonjin’s eyebrows curved in an inverted pattern.

Yeonjin wasn’t particularly chivalrous or had a burning sense of justice, but she wasn’t cold-blooded enough to just ignore something like this happening right before her eyes.

Above all, the ronin’s screams were so desperate that it felt like his blood was boiling, and you could tell just by looking at them that they were being treated unfairly.

The principal was three nyang and the interest paid was more than one nyang, so it was difficult to overlook the fact that the principal and interest had increased to ten nyang.

Ma Je-eun didn’t do anything stupid, so how did the principal increase by more than three times?

It is probably a sight that would make alchemists around the world, who are still working day and night to turn lead into silver or gold, slap their knees in shock if they saw it.

As soon as Yeonjin showed signs of saying something, Jeomso-yi was startled and stopped her.

“Oh my, Sohyeop! No! No matter what, if you do something to the Jongnampa priests… … .”

“It’s okay. I’m not stupid. Why would I just start doing things without thinking?”

“Besides, I wonder if you don’t know how vicious the Jangju Years of the Geumjeokjeonjang are. Among my guests, there are many who are highly skilled in martial arts. And they even have a green forest behind them.”

“Is it a green forest?”

Why are bandits suddenly interfering here?

When Yeonjin asked with a puzzled look, Jeomso-yi lowered her voice and spoke carefully.

“If you go west from here, there are people called Chopyeongchae on Chopyeongsan Mountain. It is rumored that they are close friends with Chopyeongchaeju. Chopyeongchae is a mountain herb that officially belongs to the Seventy-Two Chaes.”

“Chopyeongchae? They’re the ones who showed me the way.”

If you’re talking about Chopyeongchae, weren’t they the bandits who kindly woke me up and showed me the way, saying that I would lose my appetite if I slept in a place like this yesterday?

Miss, I feel like things are getting worse.

Yeonjin thought about it like that, scratched her head, and then raised her head.

Now that the number one single-handed sword and the disciples of Jongnampa were approaching the ronin with their swords pointed at him, Yeonjin had her last thought.

The achievement of the Bokma Yeorae Sword is the formation of a castle.

To this extent, it is an achievement that can be shown off by showing off your mastery of forensics.

Considering that it has only been three months since I started learning it, it is an achievement that can be said to have been learned very quickly.

But even though I was a demon cult member, I felt strange about learning the true martial arts of Shaolin and showing them off. But what can I do?

Shouldn’t we first save the innocent people?

‘The setting is that you are a successor who learned the Shaolin swordsmanship through fate. That’s how you become a young swordsman. Hehehehe!’

It seemed as if the voice of Cheongyeon laughing while spitting out terrible details was ringing in my ear.

This is becoming a really weird situation.

Yeonjin muttered and placed her hand on the hilt of the knife with a sour expression.

“Huh, let’s see if you can continue to tell such ridiculous lies in front of the elders of the sect.”

“Fucking fucking bitches!”

As the Ronin swore with bloodshot eyes, Dan-il-bi decided that further conversation was meaningless and swung his sword to subdue the Ronin.

Although it was an attack with no intention of causing harm, it was a powerful heavy sword that contained the essence of the Jongnampa Cheonha 36 Swords.

An attack that is enough to break one part of the sword even if struck with a sword.

And just before the sword swung by Dan-il-bi reached the fallen Ronin, Yeon-jin appeared.

The ignorance of orthodox Buddhism and Taoism itself has the nature of a parasitic state, and this is called the power of the law.

The clear and elegant sword energy that seems to embody the compassion of the great Tathagata who holds such magical power is reflected in Yeonjin’s sword, and his sharp intuition preemptively determines the direction in which Dan-il-bi’s attack will advance and waits by setting up camp there.

With a drawn-out preemptive strike, just before Dan-il-bi’s sword could reach the ronin, Yeon-jin’s sword stood in the way as if stabbing him.

Jjaeng-!

The sound of metal hitting metal sounded like glass breaking.

“W, what? Second-mover advantage?”

It was an attack to subdue a lower-ranking ronin much more powerful than her, but when else would a disciple of the Jongnam faction experience being defeated by a late attack?

“Young lady, let me talk to you over there for a moment.”

Dan-il-bi made a blank expression, and Yeon-jin, who was standing between them, spat out with an annoyed expression.

“I think we need to have a serious conversation about the bastard who raises his children with the money he borrowed from others.”