episode_0087

Grumbling!

Quang!

Ga-ga-ga-ga-gak!

The people of the Namgung family could not keep their mouths shut as they watched Minho and Tuma clashing with each other while making violent noises.

“Minho Sohyeop is on par with Tuma…!”

“I can’t even see the workshop properly!”

“It’s definitely Minho Sohyeop, who trained with the sword at Cheonpung Sword Master!”

“Is it true that there was an anti-Roh movement…?”

“But I think I’m still a little behind Tuma…!”

“Minho…!”

Namgung Hwa-ran, who had learned martial arts simply as a means of weakening his constitution, and had no idea what was going on, guessed the situation from the stories of the Cheonpunggeomdae members around him.

I was surprised when Minho first killed the black man who had disguised himself as the owner of the base.

However, I didn’t think much of it because I thought it was an achievement that took advantage of the opponent’s lack of caution.

On the contrary, I realized that the person I hired as my assistant was really skilled enough to serve as an escort, so I planned to pat him on the head and praise him.

However, the situation became incomprehensible after the appearance of a demon named Tuma, drawn by the noise of the base running.

Minho, who approached Namgung Hwaran more affectionately than anyone else, said that he had the talent of a magician and that he would take her to the Heavenly Demon Church…

The stories were just too much for her to follow.

Fortunately, Minho showed a firm refusal by attacking Tuma, but what was even more surprising was that after eating mountain gong poison, he was able to create fire at will as if he were a immortal.

So Minho went out and dealt with Tuma, leaving only the words to run away if he saw an opportunity.

The people of the Namgung family came out of the burning base and watched it.

Most of the members of the Cheonpunggeomdae were unable to run away because they had difficulty moving because they had been hit by an iron ball in the acupuncture point.

Quang!

At that time, Minho, who had had a big clash with Tuma, scattered something in the air.

Kwagwagwagwang-!

Ta-da-da-da-dan!

And then there was a huge roar as something exploded.

“Aaaah…!”

Namgung Hwaran, who had never heard a sound of this magnitude in his life, screamed as his ears felt deaf.

“Sweet bomb and hand labor…!”

Namgoongmu muttered.

Namgung Hwaran was also educated by a prestigious family, so he knew what Byeokryeoktan and Suno were.

A wall bomb is a weapon that uses gunpowder, and because its production method is a top secret, not everyone can obtain it.

And no matter how you obtain the item, it was a weapon that political factions were reluctant to use because it could be easily misused regardless of the level of martial arts.

Suno was a portable weapon that fired small arrows using a mechanical device.

I thought it was mainly used in Sacheondangga.

I couldn’t figure out why the loud noise that sounded like gunpowder exploding like a bomb was coming from…

This meant that both of them were not items that Minho, who had lived in the slums and then moved into the Namgung family, would have.

In Namgung Hwaran’s confused eyes, he saw Minho being thrown into a building on the side of the road.

Quang!

“I saw that my chest was sunken…!”

“No way… Minho Sohyeop…!”

“If you get hit with a fist of that kind of power…”

“Ugh… I can’t believe it…!”

He heard the members of the Cheonpung Sword Team saying something and Tuma slowly approached them, but Namgung Hwaran’s eyes were only looking at the hole in the building where Minho was stuck.

“Ah…”

It was the warmth of a person that I felt for the first time.

It was thanks to Minho that I was able to see people’s happy expressions after eating food made with Gueumsinmaek.

The reason I was able to muster the courage to go out into the world again was because Minho silently stood by my side.

Namgung Hwaran felt as if the string that had firmly connected her to the world had suddenly broken and she was falling off a cliff.

“Ahh…!”

The moment when the life in her eyes seemed to disappear.

Quaaaa!

Flames rose from the building that engulfed Minho.

“Minho…!”

Namgung Hwaran, who intuitively realized that Minho was not dead, showed a tremor in his voice.

Minho, clad in blue flames stronger than before, continued his fight with Tuma.

However, as Minho became stronger, Tuma was also gradually regaining his strength.

Kaang!

Pow!

Minho was trying to hit Tuma with his sword even once more, even though he was allowing multiple attacks on vital points more violently than before.

Namgung Hwa-ran covered her mouth with her hand as she saw the cruel sight of her neck being broken and Tuma’s fist lodged in her chest up to her wrist.

He continued to fight, recovering from his fatal wounds through unknown methods, but that did not mean that the pain would go away.

“Please……”

The words “that’s enough, stop now” were rising to the top of my throat.

In the end, a feeling of self-destruction came over me, wondering if I could do anything on my own.

Someone approached Namgung Hwaran.

“……Lan Sojeo! Namgunghwa is a small dish!”

“Huh…?”

The person who called her was a prospective member of the Cheonpung Sword Team who joined the Namgung family along with Baek Geon and Minho.

A boy who was added to Minho’s group at the request of Minho, who wanted to give him experience of the world.

In his hand was the pistol that Minho had used earlier, slightly larger than the palm of his hand.

“This is…?”

“This is Suno that Minho used!”

“Why is this…?”

“We are not in good physical condition, so we cannot aim the memorization properly. Only Namgoonghwa and Sojeo can help Minho!”

Namgung Hwaran felt scared for a moment.

There is no way he could be of help to Minho.

She can’t do anything on her own, so it would actually be a hindrance.

I was just about to tell him to bring it to Namgoongmu even if he couldn’t aim properly.

Baek Geon’s behavior caught my eye.

Blue military uniform covered in dirt.

Beneath Baekgeon, who was in a half-collapsed position with his arms trembling, there were marks from crawling that stretched far into the distance.

“Ah…!”

Namgung Hwaran let out an exclamation.

Bai Qian’s eyes were still shining with fighting spirit.

He trusted Minho in his fight with Tuma, and in search of a way to help, he crawled on the ground and picked up the pistol that Minho had missed.

“Okay…!”

Namgung Hwaran steeled himself and accepted it.

With her clever mind, she saw the intuitive shapes of the handle and trigger and clumsily positioned them.

Namgungmu and the other warriors of the Cheonpung Sword Squad who were watching nearby gave her advice on how to use memorization.

Although no one had ever used this type of suno before, all memorizations operating at a distance had common requirements for accuracy.

Namgung Hwaran calmed his trembling heart and aimed the pistol.

Waiting for the perfect moment to make sure you don’t hit Minho.

How long had I been holding my breath?

The two clashed as if exchanging final blows.

Kwaaang!

A moment of pause as they competed with each other for strength.

“Phew…”

Namgung Hwaran, holding his breath, aimed at Tuma’s head and pulled the trigger.

Taang!

Namgung Hwaran’s eyes opened wide at the noise that was louder than expected and the shock felt on his arm.

The bullet fired aimed at the head missed and hit Tuma’s chest.

However, Tuma, who had no choice but to reveal his weakness due to the sudden shooting, was defeated by Minho.

In the end, Tuma was embarrassed by the attack of Namgung Hwaran, a young woman who had no connection to fighting in her life and was not even trained in proper martial arts, and ended up having her head cut off.

When the battle was over, all of Namgung’s family members ran to Minho.

Namgoongmu took off his uniform top to the man who was lying naked.

“……The injury is quite serious.”

For some reason, Minho did not recover from his injuries right away like he did when he fought Tuma.

If he was left alone, he might come to his senses, but Namgung Hwa-ran had no intention of just watching and leaving him like this.

“I will return to the Namgung family immediately.”

“Yes!”

After confirming Namgung Hwaran’s instructions, they called the people who remained in the guesthouse and brought the carriage.

After completing simple first aid, they urged the horse towards the Namgung family.

If we had been attacked by bandits while returning to Nangong House, it would have been a somewhat dangerous situation, but just like when we came to Dongling, fortunately, no one appeared to interfere with Nangong’s carriage.

***

A conference room located in the inner garden of the Namgung family.

There, the family executives were having a heated discussion about what happened to Namgung Hwaran, who had just returned.

“It is a very shameful thing for a political faction to use bombs…!”

“If so, should they be punished?”

“I think they should be rewarded since they punished Tuma, a member of Palma.”

“This won’t cause a dispute with the Demon Cult, right?”

“To begin with, Tuma was in a position of neglect, unable to control even the Demonic Cult. That won’t be the case.”

” Well… it seemed like he wouldn’t live long if he was wandering around here and there.”

Meanwhile, a voice raised a question.

“Didn’t Go Soo, who went back to the anti-Roh movement, infiltrate the Namgung family? Even though he ate Sanggong poison, how could he kill the expert of Jo Hwa-gyeong at that age…!”

Namgoonghyeon, who was quietly taking his seat, answered him.

“I can personally guarantee that that is not the case.”

The noisy conference room became quiet due to Namgoong-hyeon’s serious voice.

“When I brought Minho in, I couldn’t find any traces of him learning martial arts. I swear on my name that this is true. He even washed the child’s face with a bee cloth.”

The man who had expressed doubt about those words cleared his throat.

“Hmm… Elder Namgung-hyeon is not the kind of person to talk nonsense, but then how on earth could he do something like this…”

“I heard that Hwaran memorized Tuma at the critical moment.”

“Yes.”

Namgoongmu, who was present to report, answered Namgoonghyeon’s question.

“Is this the Suno?”

Namgoonghyeon picked up the pistol placed on the wide table.

In addition to the pistol, on the table were the remains of superweapons and explosives that Minho had not yet put in his inventory.

“Yes, but from what I have personally witnessed, it is completely different from the typical Suno……”

Taang!

Suddenly!

Namgoong Hyeon fired a pistol at the wall of the conference room.

And Namgung-myeong, the head of the family, who was quietly watching the family members exchange their opinions, drew his sword like a sword and cut the pistol in half.

“……”

“Hmm… I thought it was a wall bomb and stopped…”

Namgoongmyeong made an excuse to Namgoonghyeon, who was quietly looking at him while holding a pistol with only the handle remaining.