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After entering the village, the woman walked towards a crowded place.

Waving through the noisy crowd of people in the market, the woman found a guesthouse.

As I looked around a bit more, I saw a very small guest cup.

She went in without hesitation.

She ordered a cup of tea and opened her ears.

At a late lunch, people who finished work early have a drink and talk about various things.

“Farming these days….”

“In Jangan….”

At the moment when the useless information was being repeated, a story about a topic that caught her interest came out.

It was a story about a madman.

As with most rumors, there were exaggerations here and there.

The woman analyzed the rumor in her own way and succeeded in deriving one piece of information.

After drinking tea, the woman stood up, paid the price, and left the guesthouse.

The sword attached to her waist cried softly.

***

The woman walked all day and arrived at the beginning of a mountain.

At first glance, the mountain looked steep, but it was actually so steep that we had to climb it.

Because I had to confirm the rumor.

‘He’s a warrior who went crazy….’

For some reason, he may have fallen into a state of insanity, or he may have developed a sudden bout of mania.

Regardless of the story, it is a risk factor that can cause harm to the grassroots.

And it was her duty as she inherited the three generations of martial arts to suppress those dangerous elements.

The woman started climbing the mountain.

The hike started off with a gentle slope, but gradually the slope increased.

It wasn’t difficult, but it was inevitable that it would take time.

“Beautiful….”

As she got closer to the top, a spectacular view spread out below the cliff that caught her eye.

She forgot her purpose for a moment and looked at the scenery.

The beautiful and peaceful sight of nature slightly awakened her heart.

“…I have to go up again.”

Traces of people, which had been invisible on the mountainside, began to appear near the top.

Even though she wondered if it was a village formed by people who ran away after failing to pay taxes, she confirmed the truth of the rumor by finding that there was only one owner of the traces.

“It should be someone you can handle.”

If you are an expert at The Constant, things get complicated.

As the traces of the person gradually became darker, she drew her sword.

The name of the sword resonated through the mountains.

Preparing for a possible surprise attack, she moved her feet slowly.

As I followed the road where people were passing by, I saw a shabby building.

From the outside, it seemed like a place where bandits stayed.

‘The presence…’

If it were a bandit’s stronghold, there was no sign of a large number of people, which would have been expected.

She reached out and opened the door.

– Mei Iik

The sound of the old wooden door opening made the atmosphere of the mountain gloomy.

“It’s cleaner inside… than I thought?”

She muttered as she looked at the spacious interior.

“…There’s someone over there.”

Is there really no need to hide it? A presence is felt in a building.

The building appears to have been recently renovated.

She, Cheongyeon, who inherited the name of Bingryungong, entered the building.

***

As I opened the front door, the orange light of the setting sun entered the building.

As soon as she opened the door, a terrible stench assaulted her nose.

“……”

Covering her nose with her large sleeve, she looked for the source of the smell and quickly found it.

A small coffin was placed in the center of the building, which consisted of only a floor, pillars, and a roof.

And in the coffin, there was something in the shape of a person wrapped in bandages, and a woman was sitting in front of it, stroking it.

“Hehe… You’re a sleepyhead. How can you sleep even though I urge you to do this?”

A woman murmured in a sweet voice.

Cheongyeon couldn’t believe her ears.

She moved her legs to get closer.

“Ha… It’s so nice to have the two of us like this. You think so too, right? My lovely disciple.”

The woman sitting in front of the coffin slightly raised her body and rubbed her face against the corpse.

The woman seemed unaffected by the smell, which made it difficult to maintain her sanity.

“I hope you wake up as soon as possible. I’m a little bored.”

Now, as the woman murmured while holding hands, Cheongyeon could not bear it anymore and called the woman’s name.

“…owned?”

With Cheongyeon’s words, the woman’s actions stopped.

The woman called Soyou did not turn around at Cheongyeon’s words, but raised her hand and stroked the head of the body in the coffin, the part that was presumed to be the head.

“Inho. for a moment. Please leave for just a moment. Don’t be too sad.”

As soon as those words ended, Soyou’s body turned blurry and disappeared.

“!!!”

Cheongyeon reflexively raised her sword to defend herself, but a dull impact hit her in the chest.

Cheongyeon, hit by Soyou’s kick, broke through the door and fell into the yard alive.

“Ugh….”

Despite being so shocked that it was difficult to breathe, Cheongyeon stood up using her sword as a walking stick and took her stance.

However, there was no sign of Soyou before her eyes.

“What is your year? Did you come here?”

As Soyou, who had come behind her, spoke, Cheongyeon swung her sword.

The sharp sword drew a semicircle and aimed at Soyou’s head, but Soyou ducked to avoid it and then rammed his palm into Cheongyeon’s stomach.

“Aaaah!!”

Although the shock was cushioned with ice, the shock that could not be ignored still shook Cheongyeon’s body.

Cheongyeon rolled on the dirt floor several times.

“This is Inho and I’s home. This is not the place for you.”

As if making a threat, Soyou stamped his foot containing the bet and the ground rang.

“Soyu… Inho… is he dead?”

Cheongyeon, who staggered to her feet, asked Soyu out of curiosity.

“……”

Soyou’s movements, which seemed like he was about to rush at Cheongyeon’s question, stopped.

“I just… heard a rumor that there was a dangerous person and came here to check.”

As she sheathed her sword, Cheongyeon revealed that she had no intention of fighting.

“Soyu… Is Inho really dead?”

“No.”

When Cheongyeon asked again, Soyou immediately answered.

“No, he’s not dead. You saw it too. Are you sleeping over there like that?”

Like a broken doll, Soyou smiled broadly.

And tears flowed from her eyes.

“I’m not dead. He’s not dead!!”

Every time Soyou screamed, flames burned fiercely in her body.

The heat made the tears flowing down my cheeks evaporate in an instant.

“Soyou… you….”

Cheongyeon was speechless after seeing a fragment of Soyou’s momentum.

This was because Soyou’s level of inner strength was several times greater than that of his teacher.

“I’m not dead!!!!”

Cheongyeon closed her mouth as she saw Soyou’s flame burning with a dull light.