Episode 11: Dangerous Visit (1)
Four days after that
A lush forest not far from Yeonmokgeomjang’s manor.
A man wearing a bamboo hat and wearing a navy blue gi with a drawing of the Yin Yang Dao on his back carrying an endorsement box loaded with old books and instruments was walking somewhere while holding the seal of swordsmanship in one hand and an amulet with the word Chu (追) written on it in the other. .
Her man constantly recited her spells.
“Cheonjeongjeong Ilwoljijeong Cheonjihapgijeong Sunwolhapgimyeong Shingwihapgihyeong Isimhapasim Asimhapisim Cheonsimmansim…..”
This is harmony wine.
They were searching the surrounding area for two or three days using the Chohwanhwahwahapbeop (招歡和合法) a type of magical art that allows them to meet people they have lost contact with.
Normally I would find someone quickly using this technique.
one
‘It was covered.’
A very strong and ugly energy was covering it.
This was not a case of disappearance or ordinary death.
The power of ghosts or magic was involved.
‘Who on earth?’
Sak (朔) was Banggi (方技) who could be said to be the third most powerful person within Gwiyeonggak.
In addition since Guyeo who is an imamangryang is treated as a food spirit he has the ability to control the imperial level spirit by himself.
But I don’t understand why I was treated like this.
[yes? Is that possible?]
[This is a letter sent by the great lady of Yeonmok Sword. Please read.]
There was a protest written in the letter that was close to a threat.
It contained a message that if a penalty of 3000 silver coins and sak was not paid Gwiyeonggak would be annihilated.
If it goes as written it’s not that I can’t understand why the dame was angry but there was no way Sak would do something like this.
[There is definitely something. Find her and find out what’s going on with her.]
So I was like this day and night without being able to rest.
I had to hurry to find her before she moved from her softwood sword.
That was when she was concentrating on her technique again.
-Purrrrr!
The amulet of Chu that was held in her left hand shook violently.
‘It’s nearby.’
So his man held the Chu amulet in both hands and recited his incantation.
“…Singu Hapdeok Sa Samancheon left wing Phil Unjae Unjaeun Suogusa Geumpyesa Yeonsingu salary rate ordinance!”
The order was almost over.
The writing on the amulet which was shaking violently became darker and suddenly floated in the air and flew off somewhere.
-Fly flutter!
The man followed the flying amulet.
Eventually the amulet bent downward from somewhere and went down.
It was hidden by thick bushes but when I passed through it I came across a fairly steep cliff.
It was a place where it was easy to fall to death if you lost your footing.
Her man looked around her and found her way down the slope.
She found an amulet lying neatly on the floor there.
however
‘!?’
Something other than the amulet caught his eye.
All around him were unrecognizable human figures with only fragments of flesh and traces of dried blood remaining here and there.
The moment the man saw this he couldn’t help but frown at her.
‘How could this happen….’
This result was completely unexpected.
She thought she might have been harmed but it was worse than she thought.
Her man swallowed her dry saliva.
This was absolutely not something that could happen to the level of an emperor.
‘What on earth happened?’
There was nothing to be learned from this terrible scene.
At least if the body is safe there may be a way to find out some details through demonic magic but this lowers the probability.
There was nothing I could do.
The man placed his hands on her floor and closed her eyes in the midst of the tragedy.
And then
-Good! Good!
She made a hand sign with her left hand.
‘Dog(皆)! Fight! ‘Before!’
The outsider who stays out and the foot soldier who follows.
He was a master of the nine-character archery technique.
“Three-person naming method. The Northern Emperor gave me authority. So reveal everything you have experienced. “Benefit rate ordinance.”
-Purrrrr!
The blood-stained things on the floor began to tremble slightly.
Cold sweat beaded on her man’s forehead.
When a person is killed by a monster the soul and even the remaining parts of the body are damaged so it is difficult to extract traces of it through magic.
“Clear everything. Salary benefit rate…..gasp!”
Her man’s head fell back.
Then like flashes of light fleeting memories flashed into her mind.
-Sssshhhh!
[Myoshin…]
[I accepted the attack sent with a cough.]
[Are you a radiographer?]
[Whoa. It’s quiet now.]
[How can I do this with my bare hands?]
[You said you could listen to anything right?]
[….For now I’m leaving like this but it won’t be long….]
– Creepy!
At that moment the man’s spirit returned along with an evil energy that sent shivers down his spine.
Her man muttered his eyes trembling.
“What is it?”
At the end her memory was cut off by the overwhelming fear she felt.
It didn’t look like something had cut into that part.
If I had this level of fear and fear I would have seen the last part at least a little bit but there wasn’t even that.
‘weird.’
All beings fall into fear before death.
However the fear I saw before this last interrupted memory was not the fear I felt before I died but rather the feeling I felt while facing some great fear.
‘What on earth happened?’
I had even more doubts.
The memories were so fleeting and brief that I couldn’t tell what exactly happened.
There was only one thing I found out through some passing memories.
‘Mokgyeongun…’
He was at the center of this incident and the death of Sak.
It was only a short story but it was one of the most memorable memories.
‘…..You’re going to catch Lee Ma-mang-ryang with your bare hands?’
Even for radiators it was difficult work unless they met special conditions.
One of two things could be guessed here.
One is that this Confucius named Mok Gyeong-un wrote to the Emperor in advance as they had guessed so this is possible.
Or maybe he was born with spiritual talent.
If it was the latter it was a great talent.
‘….Maybe it’s an innate radiation.’
Talent like this was not easy to find.
It is said that you have talent if you feel even a little bit of spiritual traces with one of your five senses.
Touching Imaemangryang which is a lump of yogi itself without meeting the conditions was a completely different area.
Her man shook his head.
‘This isn’t important.’
You will only be able to understand what is going on once you get in touch with a guy named Mok Gyeong-un.
The man glanced into space and muttered.
“bore. “For some reason I feel like I shouldn’t relax.”
With those words he gestured for me to follow him.
Then the eagle-shaped shadow reflected on the floor responded by flapping its wings.
What was strange was that the eagle in the shadow had a uniquely shaped horn on its head.
* * *
Yeongranru is located in a back alley at the southern end of Jeojat Street.
Yeongranru was overflowing with various low-quality parahos.
“Khahahaha.”
“Drink it. “I will calculate everything today.”
“Let’s die today!”
Because of these people other guests did not even dare to enter.
‘Whoa.’
Watching them like that Gochan the guard standing at the entrance sighed.
‘At least this is the only intelligence group around here.’
It was a place that was quite low grade.
If you were to measure it from top to bottom it was barely in the lower class.
Just looking at the people crowded together the standard has dropped significantly.
However since there was a request from Mok Gyeong-un I came here with the intention of requesting a request from a nearby place.
[Ask if you know this sign.]
[yes? How do I do this?]
[There is no need to know the details you just need to submit a request to the Gochan escort agency or something like that.]
[All right.]
‘What is this?’
The sign Mok Kyung-un showed was quite simple.
He had never seen one himself.
He may have been like that because he had been retired for a long time but he could have been so indifferent that he didn’t even know that he was a former assassin.
‘Where is it anyway?’
There must be a leader here.
Because it was a low-level place there were no special rules and it was a place where people asked for information in proportion to the money they paid.
‘Oh there it is.’
He met me several times while settling here.
Gochan sighed once and called someone.
“Kwak Rouju.”
At his call the intoxicated man sitting in the middle of the guest room quietly turned his head without even getting up.
Then he blinked and then stood up with a bright smile as if he recognized Go-chan.
“Hey. “You are not the Gochan escort of the Yeonmok Swordmaster.”
Although it had been a long time since I had seen him he was still a person who was obsessed with the color of cinnabar.
Even now he had a woman who looked like a courtesan by his side and he didn’t even like the sight of her.
Gochan said shaking his head.
“I have a request for you.”
“request?”
“You will pay the right price.”
“I understand. “Please come up to the office on the second floor.”
I don’t like it but even though it looks like that I think I heard it was from Haomun Bangpa before.
So the information power was not that low.
First not long after entering the room I heard a pounding sound coming from the second floor hallway.
Because he is so big he always makes noises.
‘It’s disqualifying as a sprinkler.’
The basis of spraying lies in secrecy and secrecy.
Of course those with knowledge are rare.
At that time the room door opened and Guo Luzhu came in.
“…What are you doing?”
Gochan asked raising his eyebrows.
Guo Ruju came in with a woman kicking her side.
She appears to be a courtesan as her hair is pulled up her makeup is heavy and she is wearing skimpy clothes that show her cleavage.
Her face was so beautiful that my eyes fell on her but this was not the place for that.
“This is the new Ailao. “Aren’t you okay?”
“Didn’t you say you were making a request?”
“It doesn’t matter if you hear it because it’s our child so don’t worry too much about it. If she has something to say go ahead and do it. “She needs to get down quickly.”
‘…Such a pathetic guy.’
Gochan’s murderous intent rose within him.
No matter how low the class was it was truly below standard.
If it continued like this there would be no need for her to make the request.
“Send me out.”
“Uh huh. Go Howie. The man. Pungryu…..”
“If you keep coming out here I’ll just leave.”
“….”
It worked.
Guo Luzhu who had become mute after eating her honey spoke irritably to the courtesan.
“Go down and wait patiently for this gentleman. “Be prepared if you are hugged by another bastard.”
And I try to hit her butt with my palm.
-widely!
She a courtesan snatched her Huo Ruju’s hand.
“Huh?”
“Whew. “I can’t do it.”
She muttered as if the courtesan was annoyed.
“You bitch!”
Kwak Ruju was taken aback by her attitude and tried to stab her in the face with her hand.
It was that moment.
-Poof!
Before she knew it her courtesan’s hand had reached Guo Luzhu’s ear.
Then Guo Ruju stumbled like a doll whose threads had been cut.
“you!”
Surprised by this sight Gochan hurriedly tried to pull out her dagger but something flew out of the courtesan’s hand and pierced his acupuncture point.
-Pupupupup!
It was a very thin see-through.
As the reflection penetrated Gochan was unable to open his mouth or move it.
He was in a state as if he had been poisoned.
-Drur!
The courtesan pulled out a chair from her table and pushed it behind her staggering Guo Luzhu.
Then Guo Ruju naturally sat down on a chair.
Of course when viewed from the front the condition of the eyes did not look that good as only the whites were visible.
‘This….this…..’
Go Chan could not hide his embarrassment as he looked at the reflection stuck in his chest.
There was no way he a native of Bisalmun would not know this.
‘Younginbichim?’
It was a memorization of the text by Bisalyeomgaek the master of Bisalmun and one of the four major assassins in the central region.
* * *
It was impossible for a mere courtesan to wear the Yeonginbichim (瑛璘飛針) which can be said to be the symbol of the gate of Bisalmun.
At that time Munju Bisalyeomgaek was a person with a tax base of sixty.
Although he is older than those in active duty his skills are truly unmatched and he has firmly maintained his position as one of the four major assassins for over twenty years.
But the fact that his German memorization is in the hands of this courtesan…
‘!!!’
Gochan couldn’t help but be surprised.
I think I finally know the identity of this courtesan.
‘No way?’
The non-slayer had one granddaughter.
Her name is Ha Chae-rin.
He lost his entire family in an unexpected attack and was the only remaining blood relative.
The non-slayer poured everything he had into this remaining blood relative.
It was good up to this point.
Because it’s something that everyone can understand.
The problem was something else.
‘…Is Munju sane?’
All the rulers of Bisal Gate believed that Bisal would never pass on his position as gatekeeper to his only granddaughter.
Because she was not suitable as a assassin.
It was no exaggeration to say that the basis of assassination lies in cool-headed reason.
But the granddaughter had absolutely nothing to do with it.
She was a person with a personality breakdown.
She is pretty but is not appropriate for her young age. She swears constantly and hates dirty things. She has a temper tantrum and anger management disorder.
Nothing about her suited her life.
‘Even though everyone was against it.’
The last time I saw her was 4 years ago.
Even before her retirement when her executives and all her assassins protested against her the Bisal monks forced her to close down because of her Bisalmun activities saying they would correct her.
‘It’s impossible.’
She was convinced that everyone could never be put right.
How do you control his fiery temperament and make him have the cool-headedness of Salsu?
That’s how I lived forgetting about her.
Four years have passed since she retired and she is now nineteen years old and she must have become a full-fledged woman.
She said ‘It’s okay…’
You can tell just by looking at her magnificent breasts that her cleavage is captivating.
She grew up really well.
With such an alluring face anyone would easily fall for it.
Then she stretched out her hand towards the wall of her room.
-Shoot!
The see-through needle that was stuck on the wall was pulled out and stuck to the blood ring on her wrist.
Looking at this I could clearly see that it was Yeonginbichim a memorization of German text by a non-salom customer.
The fact that she wrote this meant that she had inherited the position of lord of the house.
‘… So does that mean she succeeded in reaching 100 days?’
There was a rite of passage to become the master of the Bisalmun the sect of Salsu.
It was necessary to take a test called 101 100 deaths.
The task of completing 100 designated requests is to complete them within 100 days. If this is achieved the person is called the Four Masters.
‘That doesn’t make sense.’
It’s almost questionable that she could have done this due to her nature.
Or is it really true that her husband succeeded in raising her into the woman she deserves to be?
Maybe it could have been so.
If you think about it it was surprising that she with her severe myelopathy was serving alcohol as a reference among her paramours.
She asked ‘Was there room for rehabilitation?’
If that were the case Jeondae Munju might be respected.
She worked hard to raise that person with a broken personality into one of her top assassins.
Then a small voice sounded in his ear.
“oh. “Fuck.”
‘…!?’
Ha Chae-rin dressed as a courtesan was seen wiping a small drop of blood from her cheek.
She had a cold look in her eyes as if she was displeased.
Seeing that image reminded me of her swearing when she was young.
‘….Is it really fixed?’
As I heard her doubts she approached me.
As he approached her he pulled out one of the see-through needles that was stuck in her chest.
Then her cough came out of her Gochan’s mouth.
“Cluck cluck.”
When the voice came out it was as if the needle that was blocking the blood was pulled out.
She said as Ha Chae-rin sat with her bare buttocks crossed on the table and her shapely legs exposed.
“I never thought I would see a retired person like this. Uncle Gochan. Or should I call you former junior assassin No. 83?”
‘Damn it.’
It was definitely Ha Chae-rin.
It was 4 years ago so I thought she would have been forgotten but I only ran into her a few times and she remembered.
Gochan lifted his lips from hers in a nervous voice.
“…It’s been a while since I saw you. miss.”
“Lord Moon.”
“yes?”
“Now you are Lord Moon.”
She was skeptical but her guess was correct.
She became the current head of Bisalmun.
When this turned out to be true Gochan became anxious.
The reason was simple.
This was because the only way for a retired assassin to meet a former assassin was in death.
While I was feeling anxious Ha Chae-rin said.
“I guess it’s because he’s retired that he doesn’t look like Moonju.”
“Is that possible? “I congratulate you on becoming the new door owner.”
“Fuck. “You bow down and receive me.”
‘……’
Go-chan was speechless at the thick swearing that came out of her mouth.
No matter how I looked at it it was the same as I knew before.
It was like this before but it really didn’t suit me to say such an insult with such a pretty face.
Ha Chae-rin said covering her own lips with her hand.
“oh. Look at my mind. I guess I felt very comfortable meeting someone I knew for the first time in a long time. “I should have been a bit pretentious but I ended up cursing without realizing it.”
“Just do what’s comfortable for you.”
“Is that possible? Her ladyship must be cultured.”
‘….’
What kind of culture is this now?
I thought so in my heart but Gochan kept his mouth shut.
Of course I didn’t have the courage to say it out loud.
In fact I became even more nervous.
Because I didn’t know what would come out of her mouth.
At that time Ha Chae-rin opened her red lips.
“If anyone saw it they would think it was here to eat it. Her grandfather must have thought so well of the two of them that he allowed them to retire together with Uncle Gam. So relax.”
“….Is that really true?”
Gochan asked with wide eyes.
Deep down I was worried that she was trying to take her own life.
But the way she spoke it seemed like there wasn’t much of a problem for her.
‘ha…’
She felt fortunate.
But suddenly he thought something was strange.
If he wasn’t targeting him why did the new Moonju appear here in person and use the spirit’s reflection on him?
Ha Chae-rin smiled and said to her puzzlement.
“Good.”
“yes?”
What’s good?
“The eldest Confucius of the Mok family said he likes vermilion so I was planning to go in and out of Yeonmok Geomjang through him. I guess I can go in with Gochan’s escort.”
‘!?’
Gochan frowned for a moment wondering what he was talking about.
Why is she trying to enter Yeonmok Geomjang with him?
“What do you mean by that? Why are you with me and the Yeonmok Swordmaster?”
In response to that question Ha Chae-rin gently lifted Go Chan’s chin with her fingertips and spoke in a murderous voice.
“I’m thinking of taking the head of Yeonmokgeomjang’s third Confucius with me.”
‘!!!!!!’
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