Chapter Index

    “Phew, it feels refreshing without those bastards around.”

    Jumsori said.

    It was Jumsori, who had been slapped by a Cheolhyeol warrior.

    There were still bruises on her cheek.

    “Yeah, I wish it could stay like this forever.”

    Sooksu Bojo nodded.

    “Real masters are different indeed. Just the way they treat people shows how experienced they are.”

    While the protection fees were being collected, the Cheolhyeol warriors who used to treat guests like unruly dogs were no different from the Baekgeompa warriors.

    But the guest who humiliated the Cheolhyeol warriors was completely different.

    He only spoke when necessary, never disrespected or treated anyone lightly.

    That’s what a true martial artist and master is, not those fake martial artists.

    “I heard that guest is a renowned martial artist, respected not only in the region but throughout the Central Plains.”

    “Wow… that’s impressive. He’s truly different from those bastards, truly.”

    Jumsori’s expression turned to admiration.

    But soon she let out a deep sigh.

    “Ah, things will go back to chaos once that guest leaves.”

    “But it might not be exactly like that.”

    “Huh? Why?”

    “Haven’t you heard? That guest’s wife is looking for a house in Hangju.”

    “Oh?”

    Jumsori’s eyes widened.

    “If that guest’s wife is in Hangju, do you think those bastards will dare to act as arrogantly as before?”

    “They better not, they better not. Hehehe.”

    It was when Jumsori let out a satisfied laugh.

    A woman in a blue court dress entered the inn.

    It was Hwasun Yang Yeonhwi.

    “Oh, you’re back.”

    Jumsori and Sooksu Bojo greeted her respectfully.

    It was not a formal greeting, but a sincere one.

    “I’ll be leaving tomorrow morning. No need to prepare breakfast for me since I’ll be leaving without eating.”

    “Oh… okay.”

    “Let’s have roasted duck for dinner. Bring it at the same time as yesterday.”

    “Yes, understood.”

    “Then, take care.”

    Yeonhwi finished speaking and disappeared towards her lodging.

    They stared blankly at the direction she disappeared.

    Suddenly, Jumsori spoke up.

    “It seems she found a house.”

    “Yeah.”

    “But you know…”

    “What?”

    “Her wife is really beautiful.”

    “She’s elegantly beautiful.”

    “Her face is, but her… well… her, uh, chest is too big…”

    “Shh! Are you going crazy because you want to touch it?”

    “Ugh… I think I went crazy for a moment. Let’s, let’s work!”

    ***

    “Ugh….”

    An unbearable pain surged from his lower abdomen.

    Then, blood gushed from his throat to the nearby basin.

    A black blood clot, devoid of any redness.

    A sign of serious injury.

    No, serious was an understatement.

    The state of his body was almost as if he was near death, with half of his vital energy almost completely destroyed.

    He was able to endure this because he was a top-notch master, but if he were an ordinary person, he might have already been carried into a coffin.

    “I… look like a mess.”

    Akbulbeom muttered in disappointment.

    The swordplay with Geombong.

    If it could be called swordplay.

    It seemed like they were exchanging intense and fierce blows, but not a single piece of clothing was cut.

    On the other hand.

    “…She never used her sharp edge against me.”

    Swordsmanship is the art of handling a blade.

    The art of cutting.

    But that strange woman used only the back of the blade, not the sharp edge.

    The back of the blade is thicker than the sharp edge, but without a cutting edge, it cannot cut.

    A swordsmanship that doesn’t cut?

    Is there such a thing as swordsmanship that uses a sword like this?

    …But there was.

    And it was none other than a human with the nickname Geombong.

    “A sword without a killer instinct…”

    If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

    No, even after experiencing it, he couldn’t believe it.

    That’s why he even investigated despite his injuries.

    It was confirmed.

    That not a single human had died fighting against Geombong.

    “He’s a monster without mercy, a truly unique seed sprouted in the martial arts world.”

    The word “monster” came from the mouth of Chuhonsalgui, who was treated as a monster by many martial artists.

    You could tell how shocked he was by Yuseolyeong’s sword.

    But.

    “Isn’t it better to kill him than not?”

    A mocking remark came from Akbulbeom’s mouth.

    It would have been better to have died by being cut by a blade rather than experiencing such immense pain.

    There was no way his insides could be unharmed after being struck by a sword filled with power.

    In the end, he was struck in the lower abdomen and even his gallbladder was half shattered.

    Should this be considered as being alive?

    Having to live a life more painful than death.

    Drip.

    At that moment, the door opened cautiously and Yang Yeonhwi entered.

    She looked at the sword covered in black blood in the basin and her expression turned pitiful and sad.

    She sat next to Akbulbeom.

    “I found a house, Sanggong.”

    “You’ve worked hard.”

    “I found it in a hurry, so you might not be completely satisfied. The room is a bit small.”

    “It’s okay. I don’t mind at all.”

    “Well, that’s a relief… But I’m worried that you might feel uncomfortable resting there.”

    “Don’t worry about it. My physical condition is not affected by such things.”

    “…”

    There was a moment of silence.

    Yang Yeonhwi was looking at Akbulbeom’s back.

    The back with countless scars.

    Among them, the longest scar was the one he got twenty years ago while trying to save her.

    She made up her mind then.

    To stay by this man’s side for the rest of her life.

    That decision was fulfilled.

    She was happy.

    However.

    If only her body hadn’t become infertile due to the miscarriage, she could have been happier.

    But now, even that regret feels like a luxury.

    Because Sanggong’s body was completely ruined.

    It was sad and heartbreaking.

    “I’ll be moving into the house tomorrow.”

    “Good decision.”

    “When I get home, I’ll immediately consult a doctor.”

    “No, there’s no need for that. There are only two people in the world who can fix my condition.”

    But in reality, there was only one.

    The other had disappeared from the world for decades as if vanished into thin air.

    That’s why he had come down to the mainland to meet the only possible person by any means necessary.

    But it was going to be extremely difficult.

    Because that person had declared that he would never treat anyone in the martial arts world.

    Yang Yeonhwi also knew that fact.

    That’s why she brought up this topic.

    “There are well-known doctors in Hangju. Among them, there might be a doctor who can manage your condition.”

    “Hmm, I see. Do as you please.”

    Knowing her intentions, Akbulbeom accepted her words.

    But he didn’t have high hopes.

    “Yes, then I’ll do that.”

    Yang Yeonhwi didn’t give up.

    She would somehow restore Sanggong’s body.

    That was all she had to do now.

    ***

    – Myoryeohwaseon is questioning the well-known figures in Hangju.

    “Of course they’re moving like that.”

    Bang Sooun was lost in thought.

    Up to this point, everything was going as expected.

    The problem was what came next.

    “Shouldn’t we somehow interfere? If the Salgui finds out, it could be a big problem.”

    Jangil said.

    It’s a thought that can be understood.

    But.

    “No, there’s no need to go that far. If we do something unnecessary and it’s revealed that we did it, the Salgui will go crazy and come after us.”

    “That would be the worst-case scenario… But if we don’t get caught, it’s fine, right?”

    “How many female doctors are there?”

    “Well… Um…”

    Jangil’s mouth shut.

    If there were a hundred doctors, would there be even one female doctor among them?

    If hypnosis doesn’t work, ultimately physical force or other means like manipulation will have to be used, which is not as perfect as hypnosis.

    It implies that there’s always a risk.

    Bang So-woon wasn’t in the mood to tolerate such things right now.

    “Even if it’s just a name, there are very few who can handle injuries that look so serious. Even if there are, it will take a long time to heal. We just need to find a way during that time.”

    For now, it meant watching the situation unfold.

    It was often a better way than taking aggressive measures without thinking.

    “I think you’re right after hearing what you said, sir. I think I was a bit hasty.”

    Jang-il readily admitted.

    That was the strength of the Bang-Jang duo.

    They willingly acknowledged and respected each other’s strengths.

    But if they thought there was a point, Jang-il, and even Bang So-woon, would readily accept their opinions.

    It was easier said than done.

    Being soulmates with similar sexual preferences made it possible.

    “Haha, whatever. You could think that way.”

    Bang So-woon laughed and changed the subject.

    “By the way.”

    “Yes?”

    “They say Hwasun’s breasts are very big. If they say that, she must definitely have a great figure.”

    Bang So-woon preferred moderately large breasts, but there was nothing wrong with big breasts.

    It was a rare treat that was hard to come by.

    And maybe.

    Jang-il would like big breasts even more.

    “Oh, really?”

    Jang-il’s eyes were filled with anticipation as expected.

    Then he asked,

    “Oh, what about her face? The face is the most important!”

    For Bang So-woon and Jang-il, the face was the ultimate criterion for judging a woman.

    Most men would agree with that.

    No matter how big the breasts were or how shapely the hips were, if the face was unattractive, interest would quickly fade.

    At the very least, she had to be ordinary enough to be tolerable due to a good impression.

    “They say she’s a beauty with a graceful look.”

    “Oh, nice, nice! A graceful beauty with big breasts. What a unique and delightful combination!”

    It seemed that Jang-il really liked the idea.

    And on top of that, Jang-il had a taste for stealing other men’s women.

    In many ways, she was a target that would make Jang-il burn with desire.

    He even let out a sinister laugh, saying,

    “Hehehe, and she’s married. Could it get any better than this? Just thinking about it makes me excited.”

    “Haha, you seem very excited. Just stay calm. The meal hasn’t even been served yet.”

    “Hmph, don’t worry, sir. I won’t overturn the table.”

    Jang-il said confidently.

    Perhaps because he was so motivated, this time he felt more trustworthy.

    As long as he was shown the right path…

    “Sir, do you know about breastfeeding? It’s really amazing… there aren’t many breasts that can taste that authentic flavor, you know? But now, there’s a breast that can make you taste that authentic flavor… hehehe.”

    …I’m worried about this guy.

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