episode_0443
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Deep in the mountains near Bongyang, in the middle of a forest surrounded by dense trees, I saw a village surrounded by a clumsy wooden fence. A night fog fell around the village and seemed to hide its location.
In the center of the village, dozens of people were sitting around a large bonfire. Large tree stumps were arranged in a circle around the bonfire as if it were a feast, and various foods were placed on top of them.
Whole roasted wild boar, golden-brown chicken, and even fruit just picked from the tree. Liquor bottles were passed around among the delicious food, and people ate and drank their fill and sang loud songs.
However, the people enjoying the feast were all wearing dangerous weapons. From scythes and pitchforks that appear to be farming tools, to large swords that resemble big, bad-ass knives. It seemed unusual for people to have scars on their faces and bodies.
Even at first glance, they don’t look like ordinary villagers. Rather, the atmosphere was closer to that of bandits.
It was natural. Their true identity was none other than the Safa people of the Pungranghoe who used Haomun to send a messenger to Dan Lisam.
Heuk Sa-min, the leader of the Pungma Dan, who was sitting on the largest and widest stump, raised his drink and shouted in a loud voice. A large man with shaggy hair and messy hair. Pungma Danju had the appearance of a bandit himself.
“Khahaha!! Come on, let’s all have another drink!”
Wow!!
Everyone sitting around cheered at his suggestion. Pungma Danju was famous for brutally killing enemies who stood in his way, but on days when he was in a good mood, he was a spendthrift. From Sapa’s perspective, he was a very good leader.
Some of the alcohol and food they were drinking now was obtained from the village they occupied, but most of it was provided by Haomun. From Fungma Danju’s point of view, he couldn’t have been in a bad mood since he was showing off to his subordinates without using any of his wealth. Instead, he was continuously encouraging his subordinates to eat and drink more.
The subordinates, whose faces were red from being drunk on cheap alcohol, enjoyed the banquet while swearing among themselves.
“After today, Bongyang’s dark times will be over.”
Hyeolrangmunju Seobaekhon muttered quietly. He was a man with a pale complexion without any blood, which did not befit his nickname ‘bloody devil’. No, maybe it would fit the meaning of a ghost in that it was lifeless. He was a man who gave off such a gloomy aura.
As if Poongma Danju wasn’t satisfied with the glass of alcohol, he picked up the bottle and gulped down the entire bottle.
“That’s right! But I still don’t know why. Why did you send a messenger when you could just make a surprise attack?”
“We are not the only ones interested in this matter. Once we put an end to Bongyang’s dark evil, others will smell the money too. If you don’t come up with at least a shameless cause, other factions will salivate at you. I’ve already explained it several times, but you still don’t understand?”
“Tsk… I just don’t like it. The justification is to criticize old-fashioned people like political factions… ”
“If you were that reckless and confident that you would succeed, why not try doing it alone?”
Of course, Fungma Danju was not confident about that. It was just a banquet, and since it was in front of his subordinates, he was bragging.
The leaders of the two groups looked at each other with unexpected eyes.
‘I wonder if someone is such a bastard… ‘
‘The ignorant bandit just complains.’
They just joined hands for the benefit of Heuksi, and they didn’t have a particularly good relationship. Before the fight over rice bowls, the relationship was like that of an ordinary four-faced faction, with two faces facing each other. However, now that we are working together, we are starting to see things that we do not like due to differences in inclinations.
Poongma Danju, who caught a glimpse of Hyeolrangmunju, turned his gaze elsewhere.
There were three seats on the large stump where they sat, and the place he was looking at was where everyone except Hyeolrangmunju and Pungmadanju himself was sitting.
Clearing his throat, Pungma Danju spoke in a polite manner that was incomparable to the way he spoke to Hyeolrangmunju.
“Hyeol-an Yahyo, an elderly person. Do you like alcohol?”
Blood eye night effect.
Heolan Yahyo, as his nickname suggests, was an old man with large, red bloodshot eyes. He had raised eyebrows that made him look like he had an angry expression even when he was still, and unusually, the pupils under those eyebrows had a glowing red eye.
This man was the reason why they were so fearless in challenging Danlisega. This is because he was an expert of the Four Schools who reached the pinnacle of spirituality and meditation.
Pungma Danju and Hyeolrangmunju did not think that they could fight Danrisega head on and win on their own. What they wanted was to quickly hit and run away from Heuksi Street before Danlisegae’s warriors swarmed like bees.
In the process, it wasn’t just the Danrisega’s masters who were patrolling Heuksi who had to be dealt with. In order to disperse Heuksi in Bongyang, the merchants and customers doing business in Heuksi also had to feel a moderate sense of crisis.
In order to do this, the power of a stronger master was needed, and at the same time, I found a Sapa master, Heolan Yahyo, who was staying near Bongyang, and suggested this job. Hyeol-an Yahyo was an old man who wandered around the river alone without any enemies in his clan, so he was truly the perfect collaborator for this project.
When Hyeol-an Yahyo opened his mouth, a rough, hoarse voice came out.
“It’s hard to drink alcohol now that I’m old. The rest is up to you.”
“Is that so? Then, without hesitation… ”
It seemed funny to see a big bandit trying to please a skinny old man with a hunched back. However, anyone caught off guard by such an appearance has died in terrible pain. Blood Eye Yahyo’s body looked like it would shake when the wind blew, but the essence of martial arts was condensed inside it.
In Gangho, it was said to be careful of the elderly, children, and women, but the old man talking there was literally talking about bloodshed.
Hyeolrangmunju narrowed his eyebrows when he saw Hyeolan Yahyo’s death.
Hyeol-an Ya-hyo, Pung-ma-dan, and Hyeol-rang-mun. Although the three forces decided to share the black market, the exact share ratio has not yet been determined. As the work progressed, it was decided that the place that made more important contributions would receive more profits. Because of this, they had to cooperate and keep each other in check at the same time.
Of course, if the checks were excessive and one faction betrayed before the work was completed, it would have been a huge disaster. Then the operation itself could have failed.
Hyeolrangmunju hoped that the other two would not make foolish choices.
‘Even if only half of the rumors that follow Blood Eye Yahyo’s name are true, it is a powerful enough force. He is an old man who has already lived in Gangho for decades, so he will take care of himself.’
And it was clear that the support accumulated over that long period of time would be so great that we could not even guess.
Hyeonrangmunju thought that Hyeonan Yahyo was older and looking for a nest to hide in before the younger Eunwon attacked him. That nest is black poetry. If he was established properly, he would be able to spend his golden years making a lot of money behind the backs of the warriors who guarded the dark city.
‘The old man is just greedy. It is old greed.’
A dangerous light appeared in Hyeolrangmunju’s eyes. He planned to quietly deal with Fungma Danju and Hyeol-an Yahyo once Heuksi took his place. I plan to cooperate faithfully until the operation is over, but after it is done… I planned to compete in Sapa’s style.
He groped his arms thinking that. I was able to touch the Buddhist scriptures that I had obtained by chance at my fingertips. The insurance he prepared was not the end of his efforts. I thought that with this, even if an unexpected crisis occurred, I would be able to create an opportunity to get myself out.
‘… The young guy’s eyes are so murderous. Anyone who looks at it will think that there is a separate owner of the blood-eye. ‘Tsk, tsk.’
Hyeol-an Ya-hyo, who drinks tea instead of alcohol, knew all about Hyeol-rang Mun-ju’s behavior. And I was able to know through experience what he was thinking. There was nothing special. Because when he was young, he had the same thought toward an old Sentai master.
Now, as time has passed, that position has simply reversed.
While the three warriors of the four factions were hiding different tricks, Hao Wen’s messenger arrived. An errand boy who arrived in front of the Safa people enjoying the feast spoke.
“The simple answer is no.”
“As expected! Bongyang’s dark city will collapse tomorrow!”
Everyone nodded at Fungma Danju’s words. Now the operation was truly upon us.
Meanwhile, no matter what plans the leaders made, it was not important to the low-ranking warriors. For them, the alcohol and food they could eat and drink today, and the women within reach were important.
“Hehehe… Come here! Let’s take a look at that inside!”
“Aaagh!”
Even during the feast, they played with the women of the village they occupied. This was because we were working together with Hao Wen, so we couldn’t just bring in a courtesan. I don’t know if the courtesans would voluntarily provide hospitality, but there was no way any courtesans would want to come to this place that was half-turned into a mountain village.
In the end, the powerless village women had to bear the brunt of the damage.
The excited Safa people pulled in a village woman who had been running errands for them. As I began to feel intoxicated in earnest, I was filled with lust.
“This is so outrageous! Maybe it’s because you live in the mountains, so you have the strength to hold on?”
“I like that taste too!”
“Do you think you can taste it?”
“This bastard!”
Wahahaha!
The moment when the beasts try to satisfy their desires.
Phew!
The body of the guy who was roughly undoing the clothes of a village woman suddenly became stiff.
“Hey! What are you doing? Don’t you know how to take off a woman’s clothes?”
“Why stop your hands! Isn’t that bastard even a master of the pupil skill?”
The guys who didn’t notice the strange incident were joking and giggling among themselves.
It was only after the stiff body of the guy fell backwards like a log that they realized the situation.
thud!
“!”
“What, what!”
“Dead?!”
A wooden chopstick was growing tall on the forehead of the fallen guy. The wooden chopstick pierced the back of the head and came out through the forehead.
“It’s an attack!”
Someone shouted and the banquet hall became a mess. The drunken warriors were staggering around, knocking over snacks and bottles, each pulling out their own weapons.
“What a guy!”
Pungma Danju jumped up from his seat and shouted towards the entrance of the village. Hyeolrangmunju used all his energy and struck a blow.
Woe!
There, where the night fog had cleared due to the monsoon wind of Hyeolrangmunju, dozens of warriors were lined up with a fierce spirit.
“I have never really bought anything. Why don’t you just keep living in the mountains instead of crawling out? I think this type of constitution suits you.”
It was Minho’s group and the Danrisega’s warriors.
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