Chapter 1805 – 1805. Map of the Ascension of Gwangmyeong
Tack, Tack.
The warmth from the campfire began to fill the inside of the old inn. Suma came to the right temperature.
Hong Kang-hu and Hong Je-yu and his son were wandering about something, but the contents did not enter my head. It wasn’t even important. It was about the monsters I met while wandering around Gangho.
Nodding off.
It was when she was dozing with her head moving back and forth.
Something is coming this way It was not a human sign. I raised my head and operated my ki. The soma disappears at once and the head becomes fresh.
Beok beok beok beok beok.
As my senses activated, I heard the sound of something approaching through the rain.
“It’s hard to see because there are a lot of trees, but it’s not the sound of human footsteps.”
“A beast would have run more recklessly. It’s definitely a youkai.”
Mr. Hong and his son jumped up from their seats and drew their swords. I also tried to leave but gave up. There was no reason for me to step in if these two would step up and kill the monster.
Beog beok beok beok beok beok beok.
The presence increased in an instant. I narrowed my eyes and looked outside the inn. I began to see the figures of those who had been invisible because of the trees, the darkness, and the rain.
They looked like chunks of flowing flesh. It had arms, legs, and a torso, but its size was several times larger than that of a human. About 10 of them approached this way. It looked pretty dirty with mud sticking to it.
“You must be an accepting demon.”
“They usually live near rivers or lakes. Is it because of the rain?”
“How can we, as humans, know the actions of a monster? What is certain is that these guys are trying to eat us. Yeom Dae-in, please stay still. He made room, so we’ll take care of them.”
“Are you okay?”
I asked in a low voice. I only asked once out of courtesy. I don’t know Hong Je-yu, but with Hong Kang-hu’s skills, I’ll be able to sort out the accepting ears in a blink of an eye.
“It’s fine.”
“If you wander around Gangho, you can easily run into guys like that. It’s nothing, don’t worry.”
“Jeyu. Don’t be offended by anyone. The thing you need to be most careful of in Kangho is carelessness.”
“Father. I’ve heard that word over a hundred times and I’m tired of it.”
As if avoiding his father’s nagging, Hongjeyu charged at his enemies. I watched it quietly. At first glance, Hong Je-yu’s movements were simple. However, the depth is felt in the simplicity.
‘Looking at his pure energy, he must be a martial artist on the side of the political faction.’
Hong Je-yu sliced and killed the persimmons one by one. When a group of Surakgwi attacks, they run back without the slightest hesitation to increase their distance. Its appearance was closer to that of a hunter than a warrior.
“It’s heavy, but it has a subtlety. What sword method is it?”
“It’s a mountain sword. It’s more like a swordsmanship that has been patched here and there, but in other words, it can be said that it took advantage of other swordsmanships.”
“Is it the sword you made?”
“I don’t have that kind of ability. The Osan Sword is a sword technique created by my deceased father.”
Hong Kang-hu said proudly.
This was different from the Jeongpa side. The Jeongpa basically had extraordinary pride in martial arts. I think the old ones are good. This was the reason why martial arts did not develop well over time. A patchwork martial art? Jeongpa people never talk about their martial arts like that. It’s more embarrassing than anything else for them.
‘Is it because I’ve been living as a ronin for too long? Doesn’t look like a true fan.’
Still, the way he spoke and his temper was like that of a Jeongpa.
I asked Hong Kang-hu, who was watching Hong Je-yu’s battle.
“Shouldn’t you help your son?”
“I didn’t raise you so weak that you couldn’t overcome even this much.”
There was pride in his voice. However, the snow is stuck in Hong Je-yu and does not fall off.
Acceptors used their abilities. Her body seemed to melt, then turned into a puddle and moved quickly toward Hongjeyu. Hong Je-yu ran toward the tree. He stepped on the tree trunk with heavy steps and climbed up.
The accepting demons who became puddles became dogs chasing chickens. Inevitably, the acceptance demons returned to their original form.
“You are surrounded.”
I said in a calm tone.
Hong Ganghu put his hand on the hilt of his sword. Seeing his legs tremble, he was determined to run away at any moment.
“… It’s still fine. It’s on top of a tree, so just jump to another tree to get out of the siege.”
It seems that he has no intention of stepping into such a crisis. It was someone else’s business anyway, so I watched quietly.
Hong Je-yu escaped from Surak-gwi’s encirclement by jumping to another tree. Even if the accepting demon was a low-level monster, it wasn’t stupid like a beast. Surakgwi’s siege was still strong. Sukgwi then rushed at the tree Hong Jeyu was climbing on.
The tree is broken Hong Je-yu was surprised and jumped to another tree.
“I was scared.”
From the moment he was frightened, his behavior changed passively. Glancing at this side was the look of wanting help.
“That idiot… !”
It was the moment when Hong Kang-hu clicked his tongue and was about to leave. A figure appeared from a short distance away. The presence made Hong Kang-hu tense his body. I also tightened my slack consciousness.
‘What else are you doing? No, year?’
As I got closer, I could see the presence better.
Like me, he wore a hat and black clothes. The body line is slightly curved. The woman was sure. Her breasts were the right size, not too big and not too small. The pelvis is also not excessive.
‘Should I say it looks like a statue? Her body is so beautiful that you can tell even from her clothes.’
Should I call it the golden rule? The proportions such as arm length, leg length, and body balance were perfectly felt.
The face was not visible because of the hat. But judging by the atmosphere, it must have been a beauty.
‘I know what Gosu looks like.’
She walked towards the reception with a calm step. The accepting demons noticed her existence belatedly. Hong Kang-hu watched her with anxious eyes, but she did not step forward. It must be because she did not feel alive in a woman.
Her excited accepting ears pounced on her as soon as they saw her. She calmly drew the sword from her waist. She walks lightly on the mud and swings her sword at the acceptor’s ear. Her legs didn’t stop and her sword didn’t break.
‘I step on the mud, but there are no steps.’
In the blink of an eye, the acceptance ear was being sorted out. I focused on her swordsmanship. She wasn’t the swordsmanship of the rightist faction or the swordsmanship of the private faction. It wasn’t even the magic swordsmanship. The technique was simple and very effective. A sword that seems to have been sharpened deliberately by excluding superfluities. It was a swordsmanship that seemed to realize the ideal of killing people. Ironically, although I didn’t feel alive at all.
Turning the poached ear into a corpse in an instant, she grabbed her sword. It shows that you have no will to fight us. Hong Kang-hu’s tension was relieved.
“Your skills seem to be similar to ours, but you don’t seem to be a bad person.”
“Is that swordsmanship, the swordsman’s swordsmanship?”
“Yes? Oh, in a way, I can see it that way. Because it seems like an effective swordsmanship to the point of being blatant. However, it is not the sword of watering. The sword of watering is not that deep. That is the swordsmanship of the imperial family.”
“… Imperial sword? A swordsman belonging to the imperial family? Not the military side, but the imperial family?”
I asked. The imperial family rarely acted openly. Even more so, this place was very far from the capital of the empire where the imperial family was located. There was no chance of encountering the imperial swordsman.
“The military’s swordsmanship is far more crude than that. You belong to the imperial family.”
“… Why is that imperial swordsman here?”
“There is no one without a story. And if you’re interested, just ask.”
She and her Hongje-yu were approaching this way. Hongjeyu was talking nonstop. When she raised her hearing, she said that she is good at swordsmanship, thank you for saving me, and so on. The female swordsman only listened and answered intermittently.
‘His voice is clear and nice.’
Then the woman came into her old inn. She put her hat on her head, but with that alone she could not fully escape her rain. Her clothes and the bundle on her back were soaked.
“It rained so hard. Can I take a break here for a while?”
The voice came The tone is from the 20’s. The problem was that the way he spoke was arrogant.
‘Gyeongji stopped coming…. It’s the state of coming, so there’s no job in your 20s. Even if he can’t, he’ll be over 200 years old.’
All the strong guys in this world are over a few hundred years old.
The eyes of Mr. Hong and his son turned to me. It seems that the owner of this inn is me. I was the first to come, and I made the bonfire, so it was natural.
“Do whatever you want.”
“Thank you.”
The woman came closer. She sat to my left. Her clothes were wet and it made a splash. She took off the dripping hat and carefully set it beside her.
The revealed face was more beautiful than expected. Her clear skin was like white jade, and her eyes were large and her eyes were soft. There was a slight smile on her lips.
What was peculiar about her was that her hair was white. She tied up her long hair and secured it with her hairpin.
‘Did her hair turn white due to the influence of martial arts? It’s rare, but it’s not unusual.’
Hong Je-yu stared blankly at her appearance, while Hong Kang-hu was more wary.
“I say baekran. The heavy rain suddenly poured down on the way, and I was devastated.”
“Well, we also came here to avoid the rain. Ah, I am Hong Je-yu.”
“It’s Osan Gugum Hong Kang-hun. It seems that your swordsmanship skills are unusual… What is the nickname?”
“She hasn’t been given a nickname since she just cast a vote for Kang Ho. What is your name?”
Baekran looked at me and asked.
It smelled sweet like a woman. To the point where I want to overrun it. However, if you look at your skills, it won’t be easy.
“The island war is also a corner of the sea.”
“Hmm. Is it.”
Baekran grabbed her wet clothes and squeezed them. She dropped her patter down into the water.
I asked her directly.
“Is she from the imperial family?”
She opened her eyes wide, and Mr. And Mrs. Hong swallowed her breath. In this world, the emperor’s authority is so powerful that it is comparable to that of a god. To him, the emperor and the imperial family were not words that could be easily put into his mouth.
Fortunately, Baekran was not angry.
“That’s right. Did you notice my swordsmanship? You have good eyesight.”
