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    The request I received was [Protection of Okga’s Clothing Store].

    Rather than saying that I liked the compensation or the content of the request, I was curious about how merchants who would dislike Sichuan Longin would treat them.

    “It’s late!”

    This Okga Cloth Store was a store I was familiar with. As a single store, it is one of the largest in Sichuan Province.

    The middle-aged man who appeared to be the store owner yelled at me as soon as he saw me.

    “Oh my, father. Didn’t you come before business started?”

    And a young man in his twenties, who seemed to be the son of the store owner, stopped the store owner who was glaring at me.

    “From the moment you prepare for business, you never know when and where they will come, but now they’re showing up!”

    After seeing the store owner looking at me with disapproving eyes and making fun of me, I finally felt like I was in Sichuan Province and I let out a sigh of relief.

    This is the spicy taste of Sichuan Province.

    “Father! I will deal with the ronin, so hurry up and prepare for business!”

    “Eng…don’t say it!”

    The store owner grumbled and disappeared, and the young man bowed his head and apologized to me.

    “Sorry. I was rude.”

    “It’s okay.”

    In fact, I felt more uncomfortable with the young man who kept bowing to me than with the store owner who disappeared after throwing a tantrum.

    When you walk down the streets of Sichuan Province wearing black lips, it’s normal to swear audibly and get stares that make the back of your head tingle.

    I felt like I wanted to ask the young man in front of me why he, who was clearly a Sichuan native, was being polite to a Sichuan native, but I held back.

    I think if there was a Sichuan ronin who said something like that, you would wonder what he was doing.

    Let’s work first and ask around later when we have the chance.

    “How exactly can I protect the store and the store owner?”

    The young man’s expression darkened at my words.

    “ These days, two factions, the White Tiger faction and the Black Lion faction, are fighting for power centered around our store.”

    “Um.”

    “I hope you protect the store from their actions. You must have checked the special terms, right?”

    “Yes, I confirmed it.”

    Whatever the method, is it just asking to avoid any harm? It’s quite reasonable for a protection request.

    “If possible, we would like you to stand in front of the store, but if you feel uncomfortable, you do not have to.”

    However, the request was a little unexpected. You’re thinking of setting up a Sichuan ronin like a gatekeeper. I don’t know how Sichuan Province has changed now, but in my mind, the Sichuan Nongin was like a totem that drove people out.

    Anyway, it’s the client’s request, so I have to follow it.

    “Of course.”

    The young man’s complexion brightened and he bowed his head to ask for my favor.

    Anyway, I stood in front of the store, imitating the gatekeeper I always met when I went to deliver Bimucheop. People walking around on the streets were paying attention to me, but I always received this much attention while working.

    Anyway, Okgane’s dry goods store opened and began business, and customers began to flock in.

    “Here, please cut off three pieces of cotton cloth!”

    “I came looking for silk with silver thread embroidery!”

    “How much is this clothes?”

    I was worried that all the customers would turn away because of me, but my worries were for naught and the dry goods store was doing a thriving business.

    I thought I might become a totem chasing away customers, but the opposite was true.

    ‘There’s a Sichuan ninja guarding it, so let’s go in.’

    I fell into confusion when I saw the person who had been looking at me and the dry goods store alternately with the feeling of “going inside the dry goods store.”

    Could it be that something went wrong with the unknown elder’s strategy and he moved to a martial forest in another world line?

    This was the kind of thought that occurred to me.

    It was a time when I was so confused and thinking harsh thoughts.

    I felt the surroundings becoming noisy.

    As I saw the people passing by walking faster with frightened expressions on their faces, I realized that it was finally time to get to work.

    “Hahahaha!”

    “Whahahaha!”

    The sappers appeared with laughter.

    Their faltering steps stopped right in front of Okgane’s dry goods store. It seems that it was not expected that Sacheon Ronin would be standing in front of Okgane’s dry goods store.

    I also checked their status and number of people.

    There are seven in total, two of them are the best, the rest are top-notch or below-top.

    When the guy who seemed to be the leader made a gesture, the two guys scattered left and right. Judging by their movements, it looks like they want to check for an ambush.

    “Comrade, what business do you have here?”

    “…comrade?”

    “We came here to inherit the legacy of Jeong Cheol and establish the laws of Sichuan Province, so aren’t we comrades with the Sichuan people?”

    “Hmm.”

    These guys are talking really cool bullshit. First, let’s see what these guys say.

    This guy gets excited when I stay still. He opened his mouth by indiscriminately pointing his finger at the customers hiding behind the dry goods store and the crowd watching our confrontation.

    “Look at those shameless people! Aren’t they just people who cursed and spit on me, calling me a ronin? Where is the loyalty to protect such people?”

    The atmosphere in the crowd became hostile due to his public slander, but no swear words broke out.

    I was quite surprised by the atmosphere in the audience.

    How can it be that the residents of Sichuan, who have fiery personalities and are full of pride in Sichuan, are silent after hearing such a story?

    “These guys! You damn bastards!”

    “Father!”

    The store owner, ignoring his son’s attempts to dissuade him, ran out.

    “Where are you talking nonsense? The thieves came because they wanted my property!”

    The store owner, with a red-faced face, pointed a point at the group of Sapas and his hands were shaking. Seeing that, the leader burst into laughter.

    “Hahahaha! this guy! Aren’t people just like you the ones who made Sichuan what it is today? Spreading ridiculous rumors just because the rogues defeated the warriors of Sichuan Province! Isn’t this the generation that looked down on the Sichuan people who protected Jeongcheol?”

    “…! This..!”

    The store owner seemed to have something to say in response, but couldn’t say it out loud.

    Seeing that he kept looking in my direction, I felt like it was because of me.

    Well, the story of those Safa people over there is true. At that time, the excessive pride of the Sichuan people and their desire for the invincibility of the Sichuan warriors led to the treatment of Jeong Cheol and the current Sichuan ninja.

    As the store owner could not bear to speak out, the leader shouted with even greater vigor.

    “Did you think you could eat well and live well even after doing such a heinous act! He still can’t repent for his sins, so he raises his voice against the heroes and accuses them of being thieves!”

    “What else are you doing if you’re not a thief?”

    “We are heroes working to straighten out the fallen laws of Sichuan Province! You have violated the laws of the world and should apologize with a fine, but you still can’t come to your senses… Tsk tsk.”

    “I, I…!”

    I understood the feelings of the store owner who was holding the back of his neck and was on the verge of falling.

    As a third party, I am astonished to see the Safa guys who came to take money and make fun of their mouths, saying that they are heroes and that they will be punished. I wonder if I am appalled.

    At that time, the two people who had scattered to both sides returned and whispered something into the leader’s ear.

    After confirming that there was no ambush, the guy opened his mouth and started talking to me.

    “What is it like? Sacheonangin? If you back down now, I will let you go.”

    “I’m sorry, but I can’t do that because I have work too, right?”

    “Wow, he seems to be so blinded by money that he has even forgotten the spirit of a true Sichuan ronin!”

    The leader, who was talking about the spirit of the Sichuan people, pulled out his sword and shouted.

    “Step back now! Otherwise, you too will have no choice but to show your bitter taste.”

    I sighed as I looked at the energetic guys.

    “Go.”

    “Brother, it looks like that guy still hasn’t come to his senses?”

    The guys looked at me and burst out laughing.

    Well…it wasn’t that I didn’t understand their confidence. It is a well-known fact that there are no transcendent masters among the Sichuan Longin. It was confirmed that there was no ambush. Since there are a lot of people in a group of two peak experts, they are doing this because they think they can overwhelm me.

    “You have to taste the bitterness…”

    Wow!

    The leader, who was trying to continue talking while holding his ground, was slapped on the cheek. Since it was a palm with a combination of one-pointed information and the art of pleasure, something must have occurred to him and he suddenly lost consciousness.

    dump!

    The guy who achieved 3 mid-air rotations was left lying on the floor.

    “You…!”

    He also slapped another climax expert who was trying to say something.

    Wow!

    The guy also fell, scattering his teeth in the air.

    dump!

    The area in front of the dry goods store became quiet. In an instant, the two peak masters were suppressed and froze in their weapon-holding positions, leaving the rest of the Sapa group wondering, ‘What did I see?’ Even the crowds with the same expression.

    “Go.”

    “Yes!”

    The rest of the crew took up the two people lying around and went back, and I sighed while looking at their backs and went back to my original position.

    In the process, we made eye contact with the store owner once, but the store owner just looked shocked and avoided eye contact without saying anything.

    As we return to the gatekeeper mode, the surrounding bystanders who were whispering various words will naturally disperse.

    …I thought so, but for some reason the eyes of the people around me were heated. Did you defeat the Safa scoundrels so overwhelmingly? It may have been a display of unparalleled inaction that is difficult to see in Sichuan Province.

    As I watched the people surrounding me from a distance, exchanging various old words among themselves, I concentrated my energy on my ears.

    [Is that ronin by any chance the ronin?]

    [Of that rumor?]

    [The inaction was certainly unusual…]

    Since when was ‘that way of speaking’ popular in Sacheon?

    I caught the conversation of people whispering from afar, but they only talked about that person or that rumor, but no one was saying anything clearly, so I was so frustrated that I was dying.

    Just get one guy caught!

    As I was concentrating my hearing to eavesdrop on the conversations of those whispering around me, the young man who had been stopping the store owner cautiously approached me.

    “I would like to treat you to a meal, but if you don’t mind…”

    Suddenly, I raised my head and looked up at the sky, and before I knew it, the sun had risen in the sky.

    …When did so much time pass?

    I lost track of time as I was concentrating on finding out the truth about the rumor about the widow Lee who was said to have been in and out of the house of Mr. Jang, a miller.

    “Well, thank you.”

    The young man guided me to a corner of the room. I sat down with the young man at the table, which seemed to have been given a little more attention than an ordinary lunch, and started eating.

    “Thank you for your hard work. A person who is a ronin.”

    “I was just doing my job, so don’t worry about it. That…”

    “Ah, my introduction is late. My name is Ok Kyeong-sang.”

    “I see. okay. Do a lot of the same guys as before come here?”

    Ok Kyung-sang answered those words with a bitter smile.

    “Yes, my father is an executive at the Seongju Merchants Association.”

    “Hmm. Is that so?”

    I’m not sure, but he seems to be the most common fart in this area. As a result, it seems to be a target for scammers targeting this area.

    I thought as I continued a light conversation with Ok Kyeong-sang.

    If it’s Ok Kyung-sang, who has shown a friendly attitude toward me earlier, wouldn’t it be okay to ask about the rumors?

    By strengthening my hearing, I was listening to the story of a young widow secretly meeting another man. Although the story was very interesting and provocative, the people who were whispering to me did not say a decisive line through their speaking style, as if they were mentioning some taboo. It was.

    Actually, asking about rumors isn’t a big deal in itself.

    Rumor has it that there may be some dark Sichuan people.

    “Hmm. People are talking about that person and the rumor. Do you know anything?”

    At those words, Ok Gyeong-sang stopped playing with his chopsticks. Ok Gyeong-sang, who was looking at me intently as if trying to peer into black lips, slowly opened his mouth.

    “As you all know, following the declaration of a man named Jeong Cheol, Sichuan Province became infested with Sapa thugs.”

    “Um.”

    “After that, not only our merchants but also the residents of Sichuan Province suffered from measles because of them. As you heard this morning…they started going on a rampage, calling it punishment and all.”

    Ok Kyung-sang smiled bitterly.

    “ Only then did the Sichuan people learn what happened behind the conflict between the Ronin and Sichuan political factions that took place decades ago. The younger generation like me is finally learning how the Sichuan people treated the Sichuan people. I also wonder if there is such a story among the Sichuan people, who were thought to be harassing people as if they were just strangers.”

    A completely unexpected story came out.

    “I was doubly shocked. The behavior of the Sapa was on a completely different level from that of the Sichuan ronin. They were truly people who had no hesitation in harming people’s lives and were sincerely trying to take everything from others. I thought about Sapa’s actions as I received them with my whole body. If these people are Sapa, then what kind of people are the Sichuan people who have been criticized as being immoral? ”

    After that, the expected story also came out.

    “But there was no time to leisurely dig into the truth. The tactics of the scammers targeting the dry goods stores were vicious, and we had to do everything in our power to deal with a tactic we had never encountered before. So much time has passed.”

    Ok Kyung-sang took a sip of tea and continued talking.

    “After that, the world was again covered by a man named Jeongcheol’s statement. There was also a brief worry that more Sapa would invade Sacheon Province because of that proclamation. A proclamation that truly had a great impact on Sichuan Province was announced.”

    I listened to Ok Kyung-sang in silence.

    “It was a statement refuting the assassination suspicions announced by the party. Among the sentences, the situation at the time of being attacked by a man named Jeong Cheol was written.”

    ….no way.

    “And there was also a completely unexpected story written in that statement.”

    I unconsciously controlled the urge to wipe my face.

    “This is the story of a ronin who denied Jeong Cheol’s cause and banner and declared that he would make it impossible for him to obtain a single piece of land in Sacheon.”

    My face burned with embarrassment.

    Kangchumoru, you bastard, if we meet again, you will be left behind.

    …There was no way Kang Chumoru could not have come across the contents of the statement released by the party. This guy looked at the statement and realized that the ‘Sacheon Rongin’ in it was me.

    It would be strange if we didn’t realize it since we were having so much fun doing the Apostolic Training together.

    That bastard kept quiet when I told him I was going back to Sacheon.

    I’m telling you, put yourself in an embarrassing situation like now!

    “There was a story written about a ronin who declared that even though he was a ronin, he used the black lip because he wanted to walk on the right path and improve his martial arts skills.”

    When I returned after a long time, I clearly showed that I did not understand that the ronin people were eating well and living well.

    At that time, the Ronin and Yu Yu-yeon must have guessed that I had never heard of me.

    So, I kept my mouth shut, made fun of him, and ended up sending out a request like this.

    “When I saw that statement, I remembered the behavior of the Sichuan people who had become quiet after the personal secret martial arts competition was held. Did they really pursue morality as ronin? If there had not been a situation like now where the Sichuan sects are running wild in Sichuan Province, and if I had not personally experienced how vicious they are, I would not have listened to the claims of a Sichuan monk who scolded me in a statement.”

    “But I know now. How vicious these people are. And I was able to imagine how much it would be to abandon humanity to live as a ronin who is treated worse than a sada. For those who have to live that kind of life… aren’t the people called Sichuan Longin really the ones who pursue the right path? This is what I thought.”

    Hey you bastards!

    They pretended that they worked together to solve the problem, but in the end, it was all thanks to me!

    “People looked at the statement and tried to see if the rumor was true. And…it turned out that among the Sacheon ronin, only the Sacheon ronin named 28ho did not appear in the personal secret radio.”

    Ok Gyeong-sang was already showing his confidence that I was No. 28 and the Sacheon ronin who had set up a confrontation with Jeong Cheol.

    …Yes, everyone except me would have been stuck in this Sichuan province, so how could there be a Sichuan ronin other than me who doesn’t know about my story?

    “If you happen to meet that person named No. 28, Sacheon Nangin, would you be able to tell him this? I am thankful that even though I was criticized and looked down upon so much, I was not consumed by hatred, did not hate the Sichuan people, and worked hard to protect the land of Sichuan.”

    I couldn’t say anything.

    Ok Kyung-sang just smiled and ate.

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