episode_0069

[Dimension Travel Express Ticket has been confirmed.]

[I hope you have a pleasant trip.]

[You have two souvenirs.]

[The mileage held is 2100 mileage.]

[Please check the amenities provided.]

[Amenities: Safety injection, appearance change]

[Do you want to register your baggage?]

[Registration refused.]

[The world I am currently traveling in is ‘Tuseonhyeophaengrok.’]

As soon as I returned home after a short break with Jeong Soo-jin, I started traveling again.

The place chosen for this trip was the world of martial arts called Tuseonhyeophaengrok (偸仙俠行錄).

Martial arts.

At first glance, it is a genre that has a part that makes men’s hearts beat, but it is also clear that it is dangerous.

This choice is quite an adventure for me as well.

Why did you choose Namhira and Mangukaka as your first travel destination?

This was because there was no need for painful realization, training, or study.

‘But even that has its limits.’

This is because the efficiency of growing the abilities that are the root of that power was low.

Even now, 1,400 mileage is needed to increase strength and stamina.

Later, I didn’t know how many times I would have to travel to raise my ability level.

Unless you plan on devoting all the mileage earned from your future travels to just your abilities, you should bring souvenirs that will help you improve yourself.

‘That’s martial arts.’

A method of accumulating an unknown energy called energy in the Danjeon to demonstrate abilities that transcend humans.

In this world of martial arts, there are many cases where one can attain enlightenment and become a hermit if given enough time.

In fact, there were many types of martial arts.

A fusion story where a thief, a good lord, a heavenly horse fires a death beam, etc.

Among them, Tuseonhyeophaengrok, which I heard this time, was a work that was close to a kind of charlatan.

Even if there is a safe ejection, the Seonhyup work is a work that appears with monsters that are not confident enough to handle if the story goes wrong, and in the fusion work, it seemed like attention would go somewhere else rather than martial arts.

This work was a world that could be said to be the average of martial arts.

The story begins when a poor boy named Baek Geon (百建) accidentally catches the eye of an elder of a prestigious political sect and becomes his disciple.

A typical cliché where you can connect with a master and learn from them just by brushing his/her collar.

‘The main story is learning martial arts, stealing various treasures, and working together.’

Collaboration and theft don’t match well?

This work could be seen as a kind of martial arts version of Hong Gil-dong or Arsene Lupin.

The battle line in the title was also a battle to steal, not a battle to fight.

It can be said to be a work that is a mixture of a kind of trickster work and a poisonous plant, taking all the visible treasures and distributing the little things for the poor.

However, since it is a work from a few years ago, it is different from the recent trend of refreshing martial arts.

Perhaps one of the reasons is that the main character did not return, was possessed, or was reincarnated.

It is a work that suffered from the misfortune of losing popularity due to the constant feeding of sweet potatoes in the middle, but it is still a perfect work for me to travel for the purpose of martial arts training.

“……”

I turned my head and looked around.

Due to the smallest appearance so far, the field of view was very low.

Wagons pulling luggage and pedestrians pass along the dry yellow dirt road.

I could hear the merchants touting customers, sweating profusely and raising their voices.

Through the open door of a nearby guest house, the bustle of people drinking can be heard during the day.

“Hehehe… I was glad that the grocery store I got this time wasn’t in vain.”

“You man! Then you have to pay me back for the alcohol you got from me!”

“Ah, it wasn’t a waste of money. When did I say I got gold and silver treasures? I only got a few pieces of jewelry.”

“That…! I usually avoid it by saying I don’t have any coins, so I thought this time would be different! Kak, tsk!”

“Uh huh, what kind of behavior is this in a guesthouse? Now, I have some new news…”

Murmur

Fortunately, since it was a Korean product, there was no need to purchase language learning jelly.

From what I heard, I stopped paying attention because it was a ploy to get alcohol by betraying a friend.

Before meeting the main character, Baek Geon, there was something I had to prepare in advance.

I went into a fairly unpopular old house and stole some clothes.

And to avoid running out alone in the slums, he rolled on the ground and deliberately soiled his clothes.

It was unpleasant to have dust blowing on my clothes and hair, but it was necessary to reduce the feeling of discomfort as much as possible.

I rubbed my head to make a mess and took out the mirror from my inventory to check it.

“This should be enough.”

The good thing about disguising yourself as someone from a poor background is that you don’t have to worry about what kind of identity you will create with a placebo ID card.

Who would register and manage the identities of orphans who do not even have last names in the first place?

“Then let’s go.”

I went to the place where Baek Geon first met his teacher.

‘Guidebook, please tell me.’

[……I will mark the location.]

It’s been a long time since I last read a guidebook.

This is a feature that was not used much in previous travel destinations that distorted the original.

This time, since it was an unfamiliar background, I planned to use it more actively.

Following the directions in the guidebook that came into view, I headed toward an alley in the slums.

Perhaps because I came in with plenty of time to spare, there was no one there yet.

As I waited and looked at the shops for a while, I saw two drunk men blocking the entrance to the slum from the other side of the alley.

A third-rate swordsman with a shaky sword tied roughly to his waist, poor posture, and not looking very strong.

It was clear that the extra was beating up Baek Geon and was repelled by the teacher who discovered the scene.

And behind him, Baek Geon, a small boy who was caught by the back while trying to enter the slum, was also seen.

“Tsk tsk tsk… Did I tell you? I heard there are people passing by who can take out their anger on themselves if they stay here?”

“Hey kid, ugh…! My brothers are having a hard time training and need a drink. So why don’t you quietly give away everything you have?”

The men were giggling among themselves while saying that.

He was a gangster himself, not training at the military academy, but getting drunk and robbing the poor’s pockets.

Baek Geon, who was caught by the back of his neck, resisted by swinging his legs.

“Profit…! Let go of this!”

“This bastard…!”

The kick to the body did not cause any harm, but suddenly the man with footprints on his clothes rolled up his face and threw the bag.

Crash!

“Ugh…!”

“Smelly guy doesn’t even know the topic…!”

A scene that definitely makes you frown.

I decided to step forward at this point.

Chuck ㅡ

He said to them while blocking the path in front of Baek Geon, who was thrown into the alley.

“Do you administer injections in moderation?”

“Huh? What are you again?!”

“Have the young people in this slum collectively lost their manners?”

Two men approached me with an exaggerated posture and a commotion.

When I glanced back, I saw Baek Geon glaring at them with venomous eyes.

I didn’t help the main character because I was a particularly good person.

In other travel destinations, I have killed people regardless of whether they were good or evil, and even before entering Tuseonhyeophaengnok, I had thought about killing the main character and taking his place.

‘But touching a child is something I feel uncomfortable about.’

Strangely enough, even though it was a fictional world, I still felt reluctant to kill someone younger than me.

Regardless of whether I can do it or not, there is a lot of resistance.

So, I planned to test it in this world and follow the original as closely as possible.

In both the intermediate and final evaluations I’ve experienced so far, the louder the original, the better the reward.

I was curious what kind of evaluation it would receive if only a few changes were made to the original work.

To put it simply, it means leaving all the troublesome things to the protagonist of the original work and training in peace.

I was planning to act as a helper and pick up the bean paste and eat it.

“A grown man gets drunk and commits robbery in broad daylight?”

“This bastard…!”

Boom!

The man, whose face was red, seemed to be so angry that he waved his arms.

I didn’t pull out my sword to see if I was completely crazy.

Still, nothing would change.

I narrowly avoided the attack and assessed my opponent.

A fist passing in front of your nose while creating a small breeze.

‘Is it because it’s martial arts? These guys also have good strength.’

Since he was short now, it was difficult to aim for the face.

I put my small fist into my solar plexus.

Poop!

“Keuuk…! Wow!”

A man who was attacked in the vital area falls to his knees and vomits on the floor.

At the age of 27, it was very uncomfortable to move my short limbs.

‘Will I grow taller if enough time passes?’

I couldn’t be sure because I hadn’t spent that much time in a travel destination yet.

Maybe it will become fixed in this state.

So wouldn’t that be a complete martial arts cliché? Be careful of women, children, and the elderly.

As he was thinking about something else, his colleague, who was quietly watching from behind, looked embarrassed.

“Hey…! What kind of trick has this kid done now?”

Chaeengㅡ

I felt like my guard went up when I saw my colleague being instantly subdued by my fist.

A guy slowly approaching with his sword drawn.

Wow~

“Let’s run away during this gap!”

I felt Baek Geon, who was lying behind me, grabbing me by the hem of my clothes.

Should I say that he is also the main character of a thief?

It appears that he does not abandon the person who helped him and run away alone.

Beyond his nervous face, he seemed to see a vision of a swallow returning the favor and fetching Mr. Park.

“Of course, if you raise it well, it will give you a treasure on its own.”

Baek Geon, unable to understand what he was saying to himself, makes a questioning expression.

“Huh?”

“It’s nothing. Look ahead than that.”

“What on earth… gasp!”

The guy who was approaching with his sword drawn and the guy who was vomiting like crazy had all fallen unconscious.

And then, like a ghost, an old man appeared in front of us.

A real warrior wearing a blue long robe and a luxurious sword sheath on his waist.

It was Namgung Hyeon, an elder of the Namgung family, a prestigious political faction competing for the throne of the five major families, and the person who would become Baek Geon’s teacher in the original work.