episode_0049

Yeonjin’s actions instantly became the talk of the town.

There is a reason for that.

In the land of Central Plains, the biggest spectacle is the beheading of a death row inmate.

In an age when it is rare to travel to another country, hearing rumors and making a fuss about them is practically the only form of entertainment available.

Regardless of Yeonjin’s actions in Jongnam, the rumor first spread in the Hubei region.

“I heard that Daeungchae was completely destroyed by fire?”

“Chaeju’s neck was cut before they could even compete?”

“Hey, you guys. When did you start talking about the enemy? It’s been a long time since Daeungchae and Jinsanchae were burned down after the owner died.”

It is rare for someone to go to the den of bandits in the mountains to check.

But among them, there were some who really mustered up the courage to go and find it.

And when they saw that it was a wild boar, they came back and spread the rumor again.

Even those who were not so adventurous had witnessed the bandits scattering and running away for their lives.

Since Shaanxi and Hubei are right next to each other, it was only a matter of time before the disappearance of bandits in Hubei and their activities in Zhongnan were combined.

“I heard that he is a master recognized by the leader of the Jongnam faction. If you underestimate him because he is young, you will all end up with your head cut off like those bandits.”

“Have you ever heard of the martial art called Bokma Yeorae Sword? It’s a martial art that was actually used during a great fire in Shaolin. I heard that he learned it and became an incredible master.”

“Don’t they say that a great swordsman serves his country and its people? I heard that he’s not even old yet, but he has great martial arts skills and a sense of justice at that age, so he’s a great swordsman, a swordsman. A great swordsman.”

A young master who learned martial arts from practice in Shaolin.

In addition to his high-level martial arts skills, he also single-handedly destroyed the bandits who were ruining the people’s lives.

Rumors from the Central Plains are usually unreliable.

But after four more of these shattered mountains were destroyed, rumors began to spread.

From Shaanxi and Hubei to Hunan, Sichuan, Henan, and then to Anhui.

Originally, word of mouth was the fastest way to spread news.

By the time the fifth Nokrim Mountain Village was destroyed, the rumor had already spread uncontrollably.

“Damn it! What the hell did you have against us!”

“Do you think the Green Forest Alliance will stay still?”

A group of bandits fled, cursing.

And Yeonjin shrugged her shoulders as she watched his back.

“You’re still quiet?”

The bandits running away won’t hear you, but you’ve just finished clearing the fifth mountain hut.

Boom! Crunch.

The rafters of the building came crashing down with a splitting sound.

Naturally, the sign hanging above it also fell into the flames.

The signboard with the words “Byeoksanchae” written in a rather solemn handwriting quickly caught fire and burst into flames.

“The Green Forest King must be really angry.”

At some point, Seo Cheon-woo appeared carrying a backpack.

“This place is quite large. Was it an important place among the Seventy-Two?”

“Aren’t there only two top-tier players? Then it must be a pretty important place. Even if it’s not as bad as the Green Forest King’s limbs, it’s like cutting off two or three pairs of fingers.”

Seo Cheon-woo answered calmly and looked around the area where there were still traces of a fierce battle.

There are two peak masters.

Both the creditor and the debtor were masters who had reached the peak of their power.

Of course, one of them had his head cut off by the Seven Treasure Lotus Flower’s first attack, and the other one was rolling around on the floor with the King of Hell’s Scroll embedded in his forehead, so it would be correct to say that he was a master.

When Yeonjin first entered the world of martial arts from the corpse of a debt collector, she retrieved the secret weapon, the Yeomwangcheop, that Yu Yehyang had given her.

And Seo Cheon-woo watched the scene with pleasure.

If they can fight against two extremely skilled bandits, then they must have an innate sense of fighting.

Watching it as if I was watching my grandchildren’s talents, it didn’t seem so bad.

“Two… …up to that point, okay, well, it’s okay. Our Jinah isn’t at a level where she should be treated by these kind of rude guys.”

Yu Ye-hyang, with a sour expression, added her words.

In her deeply ingrained cult mindset, it is only natural for a warrior to thrive in fierce combat.

If you fight and win against two enemies of similar skill level, your achievements will also grow compared to before.

However, he was torn between the mindset of the Demonic Cult and his love for Yeonjin, and now he just had a sour expression on his face.

Only then did Yu Ye-hyang’s expression soften as she approached Yeon-jin and stroked her hair as a compliment.

It is a common perception in the world that women protect and look after men.

Even Yoo Ye-hyang sometimes felt a subtle pressure to take the lead in order to progress in the relationship, as if she were a bit more feminine.

In addition, it is true that he views Yeonjin as someone he must blindly protect, even though it overlaps with the past before his regression.

Every time this situation occurred, I would experience a little cognitive dissonance, but whatever.

“The King of Fighters must be really angry at this point. He might even step forward himself.”

“Based on the personality of the king, he probably won’t step forward himself. He’s the leader and the head of the Green Forest, so he won’t step forward to catch a single peak ape. He’ll probably send his subordinates.”

“Is there any possibility of hiring a killer?”

“Would those simple ignorant guys hire a slaughterhouse? They’d probably draft a few moderately strong guys, or send one or two real punks.”

While watching the scene of Hwa-ma burning down the entire mountain, Yu Ye-hyang and Seo Cheon-woo had a rather fierce conversation.

It’s no longer a matter of face or prestige.

If Jang Gun-ak found out that Yeon-jin was a member of the Demonic Cult, it would have been possible to deal with Chopyeong-chae to some extent.

If Yeonjin is a person of the latter rank of Shingyo Chilga and burned the Chopyeongchae to relieve boredom, there is a chance that the issue can be resolved through dialogue.

It’s not fun to get involved with the Demonic Cult, and since it’s the Demonic Cult, you end up accepting it and thinking, “That’s how it is.”

There’s a saying that goes back centuries that it’s best not to associate with a crazy person.

However, four mountain vegetables, including Chopyeongchae and Daeungchae, were crushed into small pieces.

In addition, since even the important Byeoksanchae has collapsed, it will be a war even if the grandfather of the Demonic Cult comes, not just the Demonic Cult.

I stayed still and got slapped in the face and got scolded by my parents, and it was like two or three fingers were cut off.

If this continues, no matter how mature a person may be, he will have no choice but to cry out for war, for war again.

“Let’s see. If we head northeast from here and go up a little, there should be another suitable mountain vegetable. We can just fish there and slowly head up to Hanam.”

Seo Cheon-woo said while checking the map he had spread out.

Originally, the Green Forest Seventy-Two Colors were scattered throughout the Central Plains.

However, since it is a mountain fortress of bandits, it naturally exists only in the mountains.

Now, among them, if you look at the places where the terrain is rugged enough to be difficult to conquer, and where the paths are good, it is easy to find places where you can build mountain forts.

Moreover, Hubei Province, except for the northern and western regions, is mostly a plain area, so if the next mountain village is destroyed, it would be no different from completely drying out the green forests in Hubei.

“Then what are you going to do today?”

“The sun is starting to set, so why don’t we spend the night in Muchang and then head over? It’s not that far from here to Muchang.”

Although he looked the youngest, Seo Cheon-woo, like the worn-out Noh Kang-ho, immediately made a reasonable proposal.

For a moment, Yu Ye-hyang and Yeon-jin’s eyes met in midair, and then they both nodded.

And as the sun was setting, it was inefficient to run down the deep mountains one by one.

“Come on, hug me, Jin-ah.”

“Yes!”

Yu Ye-hyang, who suddenly became something like a convenient means of transportation, opened her arms, and Yeon-jin naturally took her place in her arms.

“Tsk.”

Seo Cheon-woo clicked his tongue as words like “Men and women are so different, so how can they show affection in front of adults?” rose to his throat.

It’s not like it’s been a day or two since Yu Ye-hyang has no sense of hierarchy.

In his view, Yeonjin was also a problem.

A man needs to have a certain amount of push and pull, not to cater to every single woman who follows him around because she likes him.

“They really are like each other.”

* * *

“Money is good, after all.”

In fact, in this day and age, washing with hot water is a luxury that is not easily enjoyed.

But, then as now, the fact remains that everything can be solved with money.

It’s like a dirty golden rule – I’m in a position to suck up to sweet honey, so I guess that’s a bit much.

As soon as I returned to my room after washing my body with warm water after hiking all day, a unique, sweet yet refreshing scent hit me.

“Oh, did your sister come back after washing up already?”

“I washed up a little earlier than usual today. You must be tired, so Jinah, go lie down quickly.”

Well, this is truly a world where the roles of men and women are reversed.

Does this mean that men usually wash for a long time and women wash relatively quickly?

Well, I did wash a little longer than usual today.

I lay down on the soft bed with my mind at ease.

Perhaps because it is a luxurious room worth three nyangs for just one night, it is so soft and fluffy that you can fall asleep as soon as you put your head on it.

Now, sleeping in the same bed as my sister is not such a new thing, and I was planning to chat a little bit like I usually do and then fall asleep.

‘Now that I think about it, what is this old grudge?’

A thought suddenly crossed my mind.

You said you owed Nokrim a debt, but what was that debt?

There is no reason for the sister who was only in the Demonic Cult to build up a bond with Nokrim.

Logically speaking, it would probably be correct to assume that this happened before the regression.

If I ask, will they tell me?

“But you said you owed Nokrim a debt. What is it?”

It doesn’t seem like a particularly important story.

When I asked casually, my sister, who was usually lying on her side, stopped.

“… … That’s exactly what it means. There’s a small debt that Nokrim owes me. If you add the principal and the interest that’s accumulated over time, it’ll be enough to take the head of the Nokrim King. ”

“Is the debt that big? Still, he’s the leader of the Green Forest, so he deserves to receive that head.”

“Then. That alone is a pretty big discount. If it were original, it wouldn’t be enough even if you dried up the entire forest.”

A cold smile crossed his lips beyond the darkness.

Honestly, I haven’t seen her in a very long time, but it’s rare to see my sister this angry.

And then, all of a sudden, his attitude towards me becomes more friendly again, but if it makes me cringe just looking at him, then that says it all.

Oh, did I bring this up for nothing?

I think I scratched it for no reason and made a bruise.

They say curiosity killed the cat, but since I’ve already brought it up, I was wondering if I should ask a little more.

Outstretched arms pulled me into their embrace.

“town.”

Suddenly, my face was buried between my chest and I was struggling, when my sister, who had been slowly stroking my hair, began to speak in a quiet voice.

“It’s a blood bridge.”

“Huh?”

“If I tell you that Nokrim is a weed of the Blood Cult, and that its head needs to be cut off… … would you believe me?”

“… … I have to believe it. My sister wouldn’t lie. ”

Blood cult.

In some ways, the Blood Cult is a group of lunatics that are even more lunatic than the Demon Cult.

They’re the typical cliché guys who are plotting all sorts of things while being active on such topics, but then suddenly the story of the Blood Cult comes up.

But there’s no reason for the regressor to lie to me.

Since you are a regressor, do you know that the Blood Cult will be active in the future?

There is only so much information you can get from a single story, but I nodded for now.

If the blood sect is entangled, then what’s the big deal about the Green Forest King? I can accept wiping out the entire Green Forest.

Actually, I don’t know the details either.

Then, huhu, a small laugh was heard.

“Don’t worry, I will take care of all the difficult, hard, and troublesome things. That’s my role.”

And at the same time, somewhere in the darkness, there was a sad smile.

But what should I say?

From the moment I saw that smile, something hot and tender welled up in me.

I get why you’re so upset, I get why. But anyway, I really don’t like what you just said.

It’s obvious to me, but you want to carry it all by yourself?

hmm.

Suddenly, there was a strange atmosphere.

In this already tense atmosphere, should I burn this body in a heroic manner and turn it into a human bomb?

The thought was brief and the action was swift.

“Who cares?”

As I was making up my mind, a rough voice came out.

Even from what I heard, it was an extremely bad attitude and tone of voice.

Your pronunciation is good.

“Uh, yeah?”

My embarrassed sister opened her eyes wide and stared at me, or rather, looked me straight in the eye and spoke once more.

“Who cares?”

Who are you trying to make into a free rider by hiding behind a woman’s skirt right now?