< Episode 21: Captain (2) >
A red room lit with candles.
This was a gibang located on the outskirts of the outer walls of the Cheonjihoe.
On the table were red and white powder and brushes for applying makeup.
There was someone looking at this with a serious expression.
She was Ha Chae-rin or Go Chan possessed in the body of Bisalmun one of the three major killing groups.
-widely!
Gochan cupped her chin with both clasped hands.
The face reflected in longing is so beautiful that it can be said to be alluring.
However this was not her self.
‘…Do I even have to do something like this?’
Gochan fell into a sense of shame as he looked at the makeup tools on the table.
How did she get to this point?
As a food spirit he had a connection with Mok Gyeong-un so he followed him to Cheonjihoe.
In fact he wanted to run away but he had no choice because his life and death depended on his trusted master Mok Gyeong-un.
‘shit.’
Gochan let out a deep sigh.
How did he come to the outer walls of the Heaven and Earth Meeting?
However he had no idea that the security would be so tight when he tried to infiltrate the Cheonjihoe.
‘It’s impossible.’
Even during his assassination days there were often deployment missions.
No most of the murders required secret infiltration.
However the scale of the Cheonjihoe which divided the current Jungwon martial arts world was beyond imagination and was on a different level from the small and medium-sized sects he had invaded so far.
“ha.”
With trembling hands Gochan touched the brush with which he was applying powder.
The reason he wanted to grab a makeup tool like this was simple.
It was to infiltrate the Cheonjihoe.
-Shudder!
Go Chan who was holding a brush in his hand had chicken skin growing all over his body.
It was because of the rejection that was deeply embedded in his vengeful spirit.
As a man he was so repulsed by the thought of coming to a gisaeng like this and dressing up as a courtesan that he even got into a fight.
But there was no other way.
Go Chan walked around the outer castle of Cheonjihoe and collected information in order to infiltrate inside.
He also tried to infiltrate the carts carrying supplies and food but it was impossible to conduct a thorough inspection at the gates of the Cheonjihoe.
In the end his best bet was to contact an insider and get in.
[Hoo. So I guess Sojeo is fully married and wants to meet the heroes of the Heaven and Earth Council isn’t this?]
[Well…that’s right.]
He said it was for information gathering but he ended up saying something like that.
Even as he said that he felt uncomfortable.
[However it will not be easy to meet noblemen who are not even the lowest warriors of the Cheonjihoe but are at the level of Daeju or Danju.]
[Is there no way?]
[Do you want to know? Hmm.]
He quietly extends his hand.
Fearing that he might not be a fencer handling information he revealed quite a bit of money.
So I put a silver coin in his hand.
He was a fencer who taught people how to drink after receiving silver coins.
[Do you know Hong Hye-bang?]
[Hong Hye-bang?]
[exactly. It is a gibang located on the eastern outskirts of the outer castle and there…]
-bang!
[Are you telling me to become a gisaeng?]
I was so dumbfounded for a moment that I almost took the money back from the fencer.
The fence-cutter soothed and spoke with such praise.
[Huh. Listen to what people say until the end. Although Honghyebang is a gibang it is not like an ordinary brothel.]
[What is the difference between a gibang and a brothel….]
[It is said that the gisaeng there are not only good looking but they are also outstanding in academics rites and music and are of high class so even high-ranking nobles in the castle visit them.]
[…Is that true?]
[Would I tell a lie when I even received a silver coin? If you look like Sojeo even Honghye’s room will welcome you with open arms.]
He believed this and eventually infiltrated Honghye’s room.
Although he was concerned as the fencer said he succeeded in entering Hong Hye-bang.
She asked if she knew how to do it so I recalled the memories of playing a musician during her time as a singer and gave her a chance to play the gold medal and she welcomed me very warmly.
[I can’t believe entertainment is possible! Any female music is welcome.]
Even without that she said a few gisaeng became the mistresses of Cheonjihoe Dan owners creating a vacancy.
‘My mistress…ha!’
I wonder how it is possible to infiltrate through resistance.
Gochan swallowed his dry saliva.
Then after hesitating a few times he finally picked up her brush and started powdering her face.
Not long after the voice of Hong Hye-bang’s traveler was heard outside the door.
-Are you ready?
“Uh… that’s…..”
Gochan who was applying red powder to his lips panicked.
Then the traveler who had been waiting outside the door seemed frustrated and finally opened the door and came inside.
-Drur!
“What kind of makeup does it take this long to do? The original version is pretty so you can do it in moderation. Let’s see. “How well you did.”
At these words Gochan could not help feeling embarrassed as he looked at his own face in his longing.
He tried to do something by tracing the memories of the late Chae-rin but he seemed to be trembling too much due to the instinctive resistance he felt.
Yeo Yeon Soo came closer and looked at Go Chan’s face.
Then he frowned and muttered.
“….oh my god.”
His face was as white as a corpse because he was so heavily powdered.
The ink was applied with a small brush to darken the eyes so well that black tears were flowing under the eyes and the red powder around the corners of the mouth was drawn so long that it seemed as if the mouth was torn all the way to the ears.
“You have created a very evil and evil murder.”
It was Gochan who became the face of not a beauty but a murder of evil spirits.
Gochan gritted his teeth at the sight of Yeojeongsu clicking his tongue.
How did he end up doing something like this?
‘The beauty world is a mess.’
It might have been better to risk your life to break in.
* * *
Mok Gyeong-un stands in front of the door with a smiling face.
Seeing him like that Yeomga was momentarily embarrassed and speechless.
Malice filled with laughter.
The moment he met his eyes a chill ran down his spine.
‘this….’
The ban has been lifted and I can use my energy freely so why am I losing momentum to this ferociousness radiating from this guy?
For a moment Yan Ga gritted his teeth.
He tried to step forward saying he would turn the guy into a half-asshole but he appeared so suddenly that he lost momentum and felt like he was robbed of the player.
As his discomfort grew stronger Cheomga opened his mouth with a horribly distorted face.
“What does it mean to have the same thoughts?”
“Is there any other reason?”
“what?”
“I was wondering if I could get trillion won for something that looked useful.”
-Wow!
Yeomga gritted his teeth and gradually increased his internal power.
And he spoke to Mok Kyung-un in a raised voice.
“You’re going to accept me as support?”
“yes. “Actually I’ve been wanting to kill him since yesterday but since the restrictions of this gateway include a ban on killing I thought it would be better to just force him to do it.”
Cheomga’s eyes turned sharply.
What is this arrogant guy talking about now?
I wanted to kill something but you thought it would be better to make me eat it?
-Wow!
My teeth were grinding together.
When the restrictions on internal strength are lifted how many of the boys do you think will be able to compete with him?
Cheomga couldn’t stand it anymore.
-Pot!
Yanjia who had already completed the circulation of internal energy throughout his body stretched out his hand towards Mok Kyungyun’s neck.
With his right hand he grabbed his neck and with his left hand he intended to suppress his blood vessels and pull him into the room.
however
-puck!
“Oops!
Before he could do that Mo Kyung-un’s foot was stuck in Yeom-ga’s abdomen.
It happened so quickly that I didn’t even see it.
Blood appeared on Cheomga’s face and his skin turned red as if it were burning.
“This…this son of a bitch…”
“Aren’t your legs longer than your arms?”
-Park!
Yanga braced his stomach and kicked his toes towards the extensor longus of the neck of the neck.
In response Mok Gyeong-un folded his legs and stepped slightly behind him.
Without missing the moment he kicked his opposite foot and tried to spin his body and hit the top of Mo Qingyun’s head.
‘Hoeyeongak.’
It was the three-second method of Jucheongakbeop (朱天脚法) which Jusalgok is proud of.
It was a beginner’s method of deceiving the path by raising it to the top then rotating the body in an instant and slamming it down to the bottom.
It was difficult to avoid because it was so fast and mixed with grass and grass.
however
-Sigh!
Mok Gyeong-un took only half a step and turned his body to avoid Hoeyeongak.
‘!?’
Cheomga’s eyes narrowed.
I never thought I could avoid this so easily.
However since herbivory is bound to be linked the next one was prepared.
-Papak!
Yeom Ga turned his body and stabbed the sword paper towards Mo Gyeong-un’s uvula.
Because he had reached the peak of his powers he was able to create sharpness using energy even if it was not as sharp as an actual sword.
This is called Yegi (銳氣).
-Wow!
But
-grasp!
The energy pierced Mo Kyung-un’s uvula with the force of a thrust.
But before it even reached me
-puck!
Mu Qingyun’s foot kicked Yan Ge’s leg like lightning.
Since it was just a simple kick Yeomga did not avoid it and instead sent internal energy to his legs to create counter-resilience.
In his sense he was superior to this guy in terms of strength.
Therefore he believed that if he protected his legs with internal energy he would be able to endure it well…..
-puck!
“Ugh!”
Cheomga’s body with his legs kicked instantly turned halfway to the side and hit his head on the floor.
For a moment Yan Ga was dazed.
What the hell happened?
He didn’t know why he couldn’t avoid this guy’s kick.
He was fast but the moment he hit the rebound force dissipated.
‘what….’
While doing so Mok Kyung-un smiled and said.
“You’re weaker than I thought.”
“You bastard!”
Anger rose to the top of his head and he raised his body by flicking his arms and aimed at Mok Gyeong-un’s neck with a sharp angle.
-Poof! Pop!
After Mok Kyung-un easily dodged this he grabbed Yeom Ga’s head and slammed him down on the floor.
-bang!
The wooden board broke and Cheap’s head broke through the floor.
The pain was painful but Yan Ga could not bear the shame so he tried to raise his head upward again by pulling up his inner energy with all his might.
However strangely enough the energy I had concentrated on with my neck and head was scattered little by little and I actually lost strength.
‘What is this?’
It was difficult to know what was happening.
While doing so Mok Kyung-un grabbed Cheom Ga’s hair and pulled it.
-closely!
As the stuck head came out sharp pieces of wood became lodged in the flesh of various parts of the face causing blood to trickle down.
Looking at this cheap face Mok Gyeong-un grinned in satisfaction.
“Your face looks better now.”
“You…what did you do?”
“What are you doing?”
“Could it be that you used acid poison or something like that?”
“Sangongdog?”
Mok Gyeong-un asked back at Yeom Ga’s words with an expression of uncertainty.
I am confident that I don’t know anything about poison but this is my first time hearing the name Sangong poison.
Sangong poison (散功毒).
It was a strange poison made with a special manufacturing method that disperses internal energy when the conditions are met.
“Don’t act like a fool! “It’s not a mountain attack poison so why does my energy dissipate when it touches you?”
Every time it collided with Mokgyeongun the internal energy in that area was scattered.
At first I thought it was just a coincidence but after it happened twice I couldn’t help but think it was acid poisoning.
“Hmm. “Have you ever found such an interesting poison?”
‘Is this bastard playing with me now?’
Angry to the end Yeom Ga quickly gritted his teeth.
Now that things were like this he felt he had no choice but to write the secret story of Jusalgok.
Since Biggi was a deadly weapon that had no choice but to kill the opponent I was advised not to use it except in very rare cases but I simply could not bear it.
-Tap!
Yanga concentrated his energy towards his chest.
Then the strange pattern drawn on his upper body turned red.
That said
-puck!
“Oops!”
Mok Gyeong-un pulled Cheom Ga’s hair back and struck him with his fist.
But that wasn’t the end.
Mo Kyung-yun continued to slam his fists as if he was going to crush Yan Jia’s face.
-puck!
“Kek. Stop that…”
-puck!
“Turn off…Stop….”
-puck! Crack!
Even though I heard the bridge of my nose break and my teeth shattered it didn’t stop.
-puck! puck! puck!
I didn’t even have time to write sleep or do anything.
Due to the continued blows to the face Yan Ga had already lost consciousness.
“Hi!”
At that time Mok Gyeong-un heard a sound from behind and turned his head with his fist raised.
There was a boy who woke up to the sound of fighting while eating breakfast.
‘What is this?’
The boy could not hide his embarrassment as he saw Yeom-ga with his hair in Mok-gyeong-un’s hands and his face covered in blood.
Mok Gyeong-un waved his blood-covered hand towards the boy and said with a smile.
“iced coffee. “Don’t worry about it and keep doing what you’re doing.”
< Episode 21: Captain (2) > end
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