episode_0169

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It feels like swimming in a dream.

My vision is blurry and I don’t know what I’m doing.

I wave my hands desperately.

Ah, something touched me.

Before you even think about what to do, you stretch out your hand and grab it.

Heat briefly circulates in your hand, and when you feel something crunching, you swing your arm again.

With the hope that something will happen.

The fire that rose in the danjeon went beyond warmth and was burning my entire body with intense heat.

Like a collapsing tree, I lost my balance and stumbled with every step I took.

“Ha….”

There is no sign of presence around me, so I straighten up and look around.

I feel like my dazed mind is slowly coming back.

I can’t open my right side because of the blood flowing from my eye.

Try to understand the situation with one eye.

“This is different from the information I heard…”

Yunseok’s complexion turned blue.

There were a lot of things I wanted to ask, but the fire burning my body didn’t allow me any time.

He gives strength to his collapsing legs and grabs Yun-seok’s face like a hunting dog.

– Chi-Ik

I felt the unpleasant sensation of melting flesh in my hands, and the smell of burning meat protein filled my nose.

Where had his businesslike attitude gone? Fear was visible on Yunseok’s melted face.

I brush off the stuck flesh on my hands and gauge the direction.

I have to go back.

Dear Master.

“Master, I have to go to you.”

They say I’m the target, but I can’t believe it’s true.

This incident happened because I believed that the person who delivered the news from the Grand Master was a Murimmaeng.

Concentrate all your attention on your ears.

The faint sounds of a fight, the vibrations transmitted through the air.

Gritting my teeth, I take one step in that direction.

With every step, a spark blooms.

It was a fact that I didn’t know because my teacher didn’t tell me, but it seems that the flame that risked my life will not stop.

Until I die.

***

The fight between ownership and the mysterious assassin was one-sided.

She was someone who would not be discouraged no matter how much she showed off her martial arts achievements, but she was holding back herself to a surprising extent.

She kept rolling on the ground, trying to get out of this situation, but it wasn’t easy.

If you try to attack Salsu, your attack will miss, and if you try to shake off Salsu and go for Inho, he will suddenly stick to you and block your legs.

In a situation where he couldn’t do either this or that, Soyou’s reason was gradually being consumed by anger.

“You son of a bitch!!”

Soyou scattered the sparks created from his fingertips like seeds as Salsu attacked from close range.

The embers only flew through the air and did not cause any significant damage to the enemy.

“I was nervous because I inherited the name of Yeomnyungong. As expected, you are not as good as your teacher.”

When Salsu mentioned Yeomjin, Soyou’s body burned fiercely.

“Don’t mention Master with your dirty mouth!”

Soyou jumped into the air and threw himself at Salsu.

But the spray dodged to the side and struck her stomach.

“Ugh!!”

With a single scream, Soyou fell down holding his stomach.

Perhaps it was a successful blow, but she fell to her knees and was unable to get up easily.

– Sreung

With the sound of a sword, a sharp metal object touched her neck.

“Yeon Ryun-gong. Die with that vain name.”

Soyou closed his eyes tightly.

I wasn’t afraid of death.

Killing and dying happen all the time in Moorim.

If you have given grace somewhere, it is natural to receive resentment somewhere.

That’s why Yeomjin, the teacher, died, and that’s why he, the disciple, died.

But I’m afraid.

She was afraid because there were people she would never see again if she died.

“In… Ho….”

I try to say that name that makes my heart flutter just by saying it.

‘I don’t want to die.’

My heart broke at the fact that I would never be able to see my student’s stupidly smiling face again.

I felt the sword fall in an arc towards my neck.

“Hey you bastard!!”

Startled by the sudden sound, she opened her eyes wide and looked around.

Even the cat masked person had turned his body in the direction from which he heard the sound.

A man burning with a clear flame was rushing towards the sprayer.

It was Inho. Even though he was hurt and broken, it was clear that he was Inho.

“It looks like you managed to survive.”

Salsu, who took a quick step back and avoided Inho’s kick, spoke.

Normally, Inho would have said something, but he remained silent.

In-ho took his stance again and rushed towards Sal-su.

Salsu shed Inho’s attacks with fluid movements, but was unable to escape the heat he was emitting.

The flame is so hot that Soyou is suffocating from the heat.

The heat was dozens of times higher than Inho’s usual output, and Salsu’s clothes gradually burned, and his skin also began to burn.

“Get in the way!”

Salsu, who kept running backwards, pushed Inho down with his foot and then threw himself at Soyou.

Then he thrust the sword into Soyou’s face.

Blood splattered on Soyou’s face.

In front of her eyes was a bloody sword.

If he came a little closer he would have stabbed her in the eye.

But the sword stands tall in its place. Something had blocked the sword.

Soyou’s eyes began to tremble mercilessly.

She quickly realized what was blocking the sword.

“…in, ho…?”

Inho coughed up blood from his mouth and grabbed Salsu’s arm.

“Ugh… What a shallow move!”

“Yeah… I got screwed over by a shallow move, right?”

Sal-su, who was holding his arm, groaned at the burning sensation, and In-ho grinned even though everyone was dying.

Before he knew it, Salsu’s right arm began to burn to the point that recovery was impossible.

Salsu’s choice was quick, he raised his left hand and struck his right arm.

– Suddenly

Salsu’s right arm was cut off cleanly. As if he sensed that the situation was going against him, Salsu ran away without looking back.

“Haha, gone.”

Inho muttered as he sent a spray of water moving away.

Like turning a dial to turn off a gas stove, the fire burning in Inho’s body gradually began to go out.

Eventually, when the light went out, he fell backwards.

“Inho!!”

Soyu screamed as she looked at Inho, whose face was pale and bleeding.

“I’m glad you’re safe.”

Inho spoke in a quiet voice. Seeing his eyes gradually losing focus, Soyou patted his cheek.

“Open your eyes! Open your eyes!”

Inho’s eye muscles trembled at Soyou’s shout.

It felt like he was struggling to open his eyes, but it didn’t make any difference.

His arm went towards his dantian.

Blood began to spread where the knife passed.

“Oh, it hurts. I thought I got used to it.”

Seeing him speaking in a normal tone, tears welled up in Soyou’s eyes.

“No… no…”

While Soyou was sobbing, holding onto his collar, Inho was breathing heavily.

“Master. Ah, Master.”

In-ho called her without any hesitation and smiled calmly.

Soyou shouted with a face that seemed to have put everything aside.

“Don’t say it! Take a deep breath and collect your bets! Come on!”

“It’s late. Danjeon has already been destroyed.”

“Ahh….”

When I placed my hand on his Danjeon, it was empty and felt nothing.

Empty danjeon, muddy interior.

Deep in the mountains where no one can help.

“No… no!!!”

Soyou howled like an animal.

Her jewel, the only one left in the world, was losing its shine.

In-ho, who was looking at Soyou crying sadly with her face buried in In-ho’s arms, opened her mouth.

“Don’t cry. Master.”

When Soyou raised his face, his blood-covered hand slowly rose.

Inho smiled brightly, wiping Soyou’s tears with his fingertips.

“Master, we will meet again someday.”

“So….”

“So, you have to be nice to me then?”

With these words of advice, Inho closed his eyes.

That was my last memory in this dimension.