episode_0188

“The ghost story wasn’t that great either.”

Of course, it was thanks to my special internal energy that I was able to break through it relatively easily.

Thanks to this, I cleared more hidden quests than when I entered any other world.

“Ughh …

I stretched out.

After returning from the original quest world, I spent a day or two resting and rolling around, but today I wasn’t that tired.

This time, rather than gaining new skills, the levels of the skills you already had have increased significantly.

Representative examples include strength, speed, stamina, and weapon skills.

They have all reached the max level, and now their physical abilities are in no way inferior to those of superheroes in the movies.

I waved my hand lightly in the air.

Even though I swung it lightly, it made a whooshing sound, and I felt my fist being swung like a blunt instrument.

How strong have I become now?

Ghost stories are special beings, and since my internal energy is almost like a natural enemy of ghost stories, it wasn’t of much help in measuring their strength.

So the worlds that caught my eye were the ones I had been to before.

At some point, it started appearing at the top of the quest as if calling me back.

But to be honest-

“I don’t even remember.”

It was a story from several months ago, and more than anything, because there were so many worlds I had passed through during that time, I felt like I was slowly forgetting about them.

Still, there were certainly some worlds worth revisiting.

This was especially true in the world of martial arts.

“This was a great help this time too.”

The internal energy method I learned back then has been helpful to me to this day, so I always have a regret in a corner of my heart that I didn’t learn proper swordsmanship or lightness techniques back then.

And since his internal energy skill level had reached its maximum and he had even acquired the skill called Sword Skill, it was the perfect time to return to the martial arts world and learn a sword technique.

“Let’s learn just one proper forensic technique.”

I set my own goal and visited the martial arts world for the first time in a long while through the quest window.

[Torture a spy of the Demonic Cult to find out the location of one of the Demonic Cult’s strongholds]

“Advisor?”

There are many different types of torture I’m talking about here, but the one I’m most confident in is this one.

Of course, it was torture directed downwards.

So I didn’t really care about that.

The other side was the one that was most nervous.

“There’s a spy from the Demonic Cult?”

I don’t know who I’ll meet or what kind of situations I’ll experience in this quest, but as the quest says,

You will definitely encounter a spy from the Demonic Cult.

Because the quest never gave incorrect information.

It wasn’t long after I returned that I entered the world of martial arts.

I was planning to quickly complete the main quest, learn one sword technique, and then leave.

It won’t take that long.

maybe.

***

“Hereㅡ”

I raised my head and slowly looked around.

Old Chinese-style buildings, people carrying swords on their waists, and warriors radiating internal energy.

I recalled this scene from time to time, but when I actually saw it with my own eyes, it felt quite different from the scene in my head.

It felt a little more friendly and nostalgic.

Then he stopped for a moment and carefully observed the internal energy of the people passing by.

‘If you’re a spy of the Demonic Cult, wouldn’t your internal energy be a little different?’

It was a common setting in martial arts novels.

Unlike the martial arts of the righteous faction, the internal energy of those belonging to the evil faction or the demonic sect is set to be turbid and impure.

I looked around, conscious of it, but I didn’t see any unusual internal energy.

“It can’t be that easy.”

I laughed in vain and decided to walk down the street for the time being.

Walking down a familiar yet unfamiliar road, I recalled memories.

“Is this it? Is this right?”

As I walked along the road, I saw a familiar staircase.

The Muhak Hall I attended.

It was the entrance to the Humanities Building.

“Here it is.”

I moved slowly, following my body’s lead.

From here on out, there was no need to try too hard to recall memories.

Because memories came to mind naturally wherever my eyes looked.

“Yes, this is the dorm, and in the same roomㅡ”

I opened the door to my room in the accommodation I missed.

As I opened the door, my eyes met with a woman’s.

Her sleek body was visible, as if she was just changing clothes, and her chest was tightly compressed by a bandage.

“…”

“…”

My eyes met with the woman’s, and she slowly opened her mouth and spoke.

My eyes, unable to bear it any longer, moved slightly and turned towards my chest once more.

My chest, pressed by the bandage, felt like it was going to burst.

“Welcome.”

“Yeah.”

It was a calm speech and a soft answer.

Looking at her face reminded me of something.

The fact that at that time there was a woman in cross-dressing sharing a room with me.

The name is definitelyㅡ

“Jeongseon?”

“Huh? Why?”

“No.”

As I muttered the name, a reply came back.

I’m sorry that I forgot about it for a while, but Jeongseon trusted me and showed me her half-naked body.

She will remember every memory clearly.

“Oh, by the way, Instructor Cheol-Woong told us to gather at the training ground before dinnertime.”

“Instructor Cheol-woong…”

This too remained vaguely in my distant memory.

The face was blurred, but the body remembered.

As its name suggests, I remember it as being as big as a bear.

And as an instructor, he taught me the basics of my martial arts.

“But… it’s changed a bit.”

“…what?”

“No, it just… changed a lot…? What should I say.”

Jeongseon looked me up and down with his arms crossed.

How much have I changed now compared to back then?

My skills have probably changed a lot, but I honestly don’t know much about my appearance.

Besides, since I saw myself every day, I felt like I hadn’t changed much.

“You’ve become a little more manly?”

Even after speaking, Jeongseon tilted his head, as it was difficult to pinpoint exactly what had changed.

“Shall we go soon?”

“Yeah.”

Jeongseon took the lead on the road.

I couldn’t remember where the training ground was.

After Jeongseon changed his clothes, we headed to the training ground where Instructor Cheolwoong would be, as we had discussed.

When we almost reached the training ground.

A group of men were seen walking out from inside the training ground.

“Huh?”

However, the atmosphere and clothing of the people walking out were unusual.

They were people I was seeing for the first time.

No matter how much I searched my memory, I couldn’t remember seeing them.

At least they weren’t people belonging to the Humanities Department.

Among them, the monk at the very front walked towards me, staring intently at me.

As we passed each other, engaging in an incomprehensible staring contest, the monk spoke with a hint of admiration.

“Hehe, how can you be that old…”

“I think you made a good decision, host. ”

I glanced at the backs of people passing by and then looked to the side to see Jeongseon, who was lost in thought.

“…Where does it hurt?”

“Oh, no. Are you okay?”

“Are you okay?”

Why should it be okay if those people just pass by and do nothing?

When I made a face like I had no idea, Jeongseon sighed and said.

“The abbot of Shaolin Temple, and next to him is the shamanist Hyeonseong Jinin!”

“Ah…”

“You don’t understand?”

“Yeah.”

To be honest, I didn’t understand it when I first heard it, but soon I nodded my head as Jeongseon continued his words with a sigh.

In other words, the two people who had just passed by were the heads of the Shaolin Temple and the Wudang sect, representing the Jeongpa.

And apart from that, they were the two people who were currently evaluated as having the strongest martial arts skills in the political faction.

I was curious.

To be honest, when I passed by and saw the internal energy of the two people, I felt that their internal energy was so weak that I thought they were ordinary people who had not learned martial arts.

But who knew those two people were such great people?

“…That’s why you had such a stiff expression.”

“Was that my expression?”

“Oh, I was so scared.”

“What should I do? Don’t you think I look bad?”

Jeongseon said with a really tearful expression.

But even so, I don’t think those two people would be that narrow-minded.

As I was walking and saying those words, I arrived at the training ground and saw other students from Muhak Hall who had already arrived.

And everyone’s expressions were all frozen stiff.

It was similar to the expression on Jeong-seon’s face when he encountered those two people earlier.

Perhaps the other people here also froze when they saw those two people earlier.

Only one.

Only Professor Cheol-Woong looked this way with a calm expression and his luggage behind his back.

“You’re late.”

“I’m sorry.”

Instructor Cheol-ung nodded and then got straight to the point.

“There is only one reason I called you to this martial arts arena. It is to talk about the martial arts competition.”

The tense atmosphere gradually eased as Cheol-woong brought up the topic of the martial arts competition.

“Non-contest…”

“This time, our Humanities Department also has a chance…”

“Ah….that was too much.”

“First of all, a lot has changed in the non-contest.”

Cheol-woong put some strength into his voice, which somewhat quieted the commotion.

“Let’s achieve good results in the friendly match between our Humanities and Sciences Institute and Cheonmu Academy. Cheonmu Academy drew its sword.”

Now that I think about it, I remember the friendly fight I had with the Cheonmu Academy at the last moment in this martial arts world.

It is said that although it was only a friendly match, Cheonmuhak-gwan lost to Inmuhak-gwan, and the fact spread quickly and became a laughing stock.

Accordingly, the Cheonmu Academy and the various sects and families that sent disciples to the Cheonmu Academy made a big decision.

“Cheonmuhakkwan will not be participating in this non-competition.”

“Yes?”

At that moment, all the children in the training ground asked back in disbelief.

“All will compete separately as a sect.”