Chapter 122 – 119 Maestig Village
One of the three, rabbit ears with eyes wide open like a surprised rabbit, and the aura of a woman from the village tribe come into view first.
An aura that swells like a wave. It’s a projection. The concentration is approximately level 2.
= Fucked…….=
A young man from the village tribe, still looking young, muttered that with her pale face.
And with eyes full of resentment, he criticized his older sister, Selfie.
Look! I told you that I was the Spirit Master’s Que! But then he started crying…… ! What are you going to do with this!
When the female fighter was panicking, the scholar-type manma tribe knelt down in front of Hwanin and bowed his head.
=I have no shame in disturbing your leisure, Mr. Soul.=
=Sorry!=
The young man of the Inma tribe immediately got down on his knees and shouted, and the Into warrior who came to his senses also knelt down on one knee and shouted.
=Sorry! I misunderstood the Spirit Master’s Que as a demonic beast, so I insisted on checking, so I brought two of them! Please only punish me!=
“Well. I must have looked like such a bad person in your eyes.”
=…… What?=
The young man of the village tribe asks in a dumb voice, then shakes his head in amazement.
= No, no! It can’t be! It’s just that I’m so sorry for disturbing the Spirit Master’s rest!=
“It’s okay, so don’t worry about it. Rather, the name of the fighter over there is Selpie, right?”
=Yes, yes.=
“As a vigilante, if a creature of unknown identity appears in the village, it is a matter of course. It’s not a reason to be upset. So all three of you please stand up. It will be difficult if you continue to do so.”
= Go, thank you…….=
The three of them stood up as if they were alive.
However, the young man of the young man’s village seems to not like the older sister who made this situation, so she taps Selfie’s butt with her knee.
Are you siblings? Hwanin smiled at the sight of the two arguing and whistled his finger at the emergency rations flying in the sky.
Whiik-
Quet?
After hearing the whistle, the emergency rations come flying in and ask what’s going on. Hwanin scratched the neck of the emergency ration and said to Selpie.
“As you can see, this kid is my friend and colleague. Are you sure?”
= That…… Rum girl!=
=Then what else is she embarrassingly real?=
Selfie, whose face turned red at the young man’s sarcasm, now openly slaps the young man’s horse on the shoulder, and the young man also slaps his older sister’s head.
However, perhaps because of the difference between the employed and the unemployed, he was a young man who ran down the hill screaming in pain after a while.
Que?
She said, “All right. Go and play.”
Quet!
The emergency rations flapped their wings wide and flew up into the sky again, and the scholastic man-majok whispered something to Selpie before descending the hill.
Hwanin looked back at the selfie left alone and asked.
“Do you have anything to say?”
= Oh, no. Will the Spirit Master still be here?=
If not, what are you asking?
“Yes. I plan to go down after resting because the scenery is nice.”
=Yes, there are sometimes wild beasts appearing here. If you don’t mind, I’ll escort you nearby.=
Since emergency food is flying in the sky, they will notify you if a dangerous beast approaches, but Hwanin, who was too lazy to explain, told him to do so and lay down on the grass again.
“…….”
It’s hard to get lost in thought when there’s a person next to you.
Since there was nothing to think deeply about anyway, Hwanin, who was lying leisurely, raised his left arm.
Still 38 soul orbs. It hasn’t increased by one since leaving Wayford.
I didn’t play
As I traveled along the road with emergency rations, I steadily spread the program, used soul skills, and practiced meditation and concentration.
‘Certainly, absorbing a woman’s aura seems to be the quickest way to increase the number of soul beads.’
In addition, it is best to hug a woman to recover the consumed energy in a short time.
Now that she has arrived at the village, there will be many women she will embrace if she acts a little proactively. Even here, in Maestig, there were seven wives and children who cast a coy glance yesterday.
However, Hwanin became annoyed by coaxing him around and taking him to bed to do so.
It’s comfortable to have a system that you can easily hold if you pay for it like Wayford’s window-
Hwanin thought so, but she got up without complaining.
‘The expected growth of the next psychic power is when the number of soul beads is 48……. I’m not going to waste my time like this.’
Certainly, paying money to buy a woman is simpler and more convenient. That’s why you shouldn’t just look for an easy way.
The sound of full stomach should be enough.
As Hwanin walked down to the village, he began to devise a plan to lure the villagers’ homeless women into bed.
There were women who would embrace her just because she was a soul buyer, but on the contrary, there were not many of them due to the burden of her job as a soul buyer and for one reason or another.
However, what if it became known that he was a ‘soul master’ and was so talented that even a 3rd class warrior could be easily defeated?
‘Women who don’t own the village will have to line up.’
But in the morning, the people who peeked at her couplets would have yelled at Issilite and shut her mouth, so she had to move herself.
‘Could Isilite act as a hindrance blocking women’s approach?’
Come to think of it, she’s been like that ever since she left the Maid Technician.
She also blocked the maid bathing attendant at the hotel, so she took it upon herself, and even when she came here, she felt like she was blocking the girls with her body.
Hwanin, who laughed inwardly, approached Selfie, who was hesitant as he stood up.
“Is there a place where vigilantes gather?”
Hwanin, who visited the vigilante building with Selfie, was able to see a large building that doubles as a village hall and village warehouse.
Tap, just- tap, tap.
Puck-
=Kuu!=
= Giggle. Are you still not with me?=
=Shut up!=
In the vacant lot in front of it, as if they were vigilantes, three or four men from the Manma Tribe and three or four Lukerang tribes with different equipment were gathered and training lightly.
It feels like gymnastics for adults in a local park rather than training.
Of course, it only looked like that in the eyes of Hwanin, but they were decent vigilantes who repulsed the attacks of demons many times.
‘As expected, most of the vigilantes here are also men.’
Hwanin still couldn’t understand this system.
Originally, it was said that foreign customs were not understood, but accepted, but the number of women was far greater (200 out of the 250 inhabitants of Maestig Village), so why did they only select men?
As she came, she listened to her. He said he was the only Awakener in the village and he was the only woman in the vigilante group.
Selfie also became a vigilante because she awakened as a fighter, otherwise she wouldn’t have joined the vigilante.
The vigilantes glanced at the spirit corpse, who was sitting in the chair Selfie had brought to them, as if they were annoyed by the sudden appearance of the spirit corpse.
=Why did the Spirit Master come?=
=Are you interested in fighting?=
=But you don’t seem to have much strength because you’re slim…… Are you a man?=
=Well, you would prefer to observe rather than move. Don’t worry, let’s keep training.=
=Uh.=
=…….=
= Karsa. Why are you silent?=
=…… No, nothing.=
= Or else. Come on, let’s fight with me.=
= Hey hey wait! Earlier, I promised to sparr first!=
=Where did the promised person go? It’s late, so you wait. =
= Mr. The village chief called.=
Seeing his vigilante colleague bickering with him, Karsa, a young man from the horse tribe, murmured with a complex and subtle expression.
‘How do you say it? Even if all of us, including Selpie, attack, we won’t be able to beat the spirit master.’
Karsa’s daily routine begins with a canter at dawn.
Every day I wake up at the dawn of the sun and keep running along the hills surrounding the village until the surroundings are bright.
Karsa, who was running along the round track that was created around the village thanks to her daily routine of more than 10 years, breathing in the fresh morning air today, saw something unbelievable on the way.
A scene in which the spirit priest who visited the village yesterday morning and his servant sparred.
‘Yes?’
Nothing strange so far. As a traveler, it is basic to learn at least one skill to protect yourself.
The problem is, no matter how you look at it, isn’t a strong female warrior with an aura stronger than her selfie in our village being beaten unilaterally by the Spirit Master?
‘Yes?’
He himself is a vigilante. Among the 250 villagers, he is confident that he is within three fingers in terms of strength.
Selfie and Dalian who awakened as a fighter have 24 wins, 12 losses and 6 draws in 42 matches.
It was absolutely not that the female warrior was looking after her in her own eyes.
In other words, the spiritual master’s martial arts skills are to the extent that it is considered that there is no difference between the professional and the unemployed.
Carta, who made a decision in her heart, shoved the two growling brawling ball friends to sparring with her.
=Both are off.=
And after approaching Hwanin, he shouted with a stiff posture like a recruit.
=Oh, how are you!=
“Yes. Nice to meet you.”
Selfie, who was standing behind Hwanin, licked her lips at Karsa, her neighborhood friend.
‘Hey. Surely not?’
‘I’m going to die of nervousness too, so don’t talk.’
‘It’s crazy?! Stop!’
‘It’s okay. As I expected…… It will be fine.’
The Spirit Master is a person who does the noble job of wandering the continent, giving rest to lost souls and guiding them to the garden of God.
Can I really ask someone like this?
My heart felt like it would jump out of my throat from the tension, but Karsa mustered up the courage to open her mouth thanks to the gentle attitude of the Spirit Master.
=I happened to see the scene where the Spirit Master was instructing the servants. Hey, if you can teach me a few things…… Can’t… Shall I…… ?=
Surprised gazes from the vigilantes and elderly villagers who were present gathered at Hwanin.
What surprised me most was the selfie that brought Hwanin to this place.
What? If it’s a seed, that warrior? Spirit Master is that strong?
“As you can see, my teaching is not kind.”
=I’m prepared!=
“A limb could be broken. Are you okay?=
=Yes!!=
Can I be taught?! Fearing that ifhehesitated even a little, he would say no, Karsa answered loudly.
Spirit teacher is the ability to guide professional people. It’s something to be thankful for just by bringing weapons together.
Moreover, in order to receive guidance from a military officer in Carton Village, you have to pay at least 10 fairy tales, but 10 fairy tales are a lot of money that you can earn by working hard for a week in such a village.
“Good. Bring your weapon. And a selfie.”
=Yes!!=
= Yes, yes?
“Do you have a stick that can be used in Dalian?”
=Yes! Wait!=
Karsa ran to get her spear, and Selfie also ran to get the strongest and best wooden rod she had carved out.
After a while.
= What is it Karsa is being guided by the spirit master?=
= Is Master Spirit such a strong person? It doesn’t look very strong…….=
Standing 10m away from Karsa, Hwanin confirmed that more residents had gathered.
The number of more than 50 people seems to have gathered all the remaining residents after going out to work.
Seeing that half of them were young women, Hwanin thanked Karsa in his heart.
‘I needed a reason to intervene in the training of vigilantes. Thank you.’
Hwanin decided to beat him with all his might in return.
According to the gossips of the residents, the atmosphere is that Karsa is the strongest, except for Selfie, who is a professional. If we show the difference in strength against such a Karsa, the women who don’t own it will come more aggressively.
“…….”
Thinking that it would be nice if the selfie was also in between, Hwan-in checked her window and looked at the selfie, nervous that she might get hurt. Looked at
The height of the back is about 1.6m. The body of the horse’s lower body is that of a normal racehorse. The height to the head is 2.4 m, which is quite high.
There is a difference of about 60 cm in the height of the field of vision, but there is no problem because the movement and attack patterns of the horse tribe were grasped in the battle of the vigilantes earlier.
Hwanin spread her lowest-level code on her body, lightly gripped her spear, and said.
“Come first.”
= Yep!! I’m going!!=
Doo doo doo doo-!
With the sound of horses’ hooves, the distance of about 10 meters was shortened in the blink of an eye.
Carta never looked down on Hwanin, who was standing still. With more focus than usual, she aimed at her phantom’s chest and stabbed her wooden spear with all her might.
However.
Fuck-!
=…… ?!=
The moment I pierced the wooden spear, the spirit priest’s wooden spear seemed to be entangled like a snake, but when he came to his senses, his own spear was flying out of his grasp.
And the four shocks that followed.
Bubbubuck!
= Heh heh heh… !=
Karsa stabbed her neck, stomach, stomach, and horse chest one after another, gasping out in excruciating pain and collapsing.
‘What, what…….’
As he shuddered in pain, he looked at his hands and saw that the calluses on his palms had peeled away, exposing the inner flesh.
The pain of losing the weapon is greater than the pain of being stabbed four times.
“Is it over?”
=…… !!=
At the calm voice that came from in front of her, Karsa clenched her teeth and jumped up.
= No! Thanks again!!=
She held back the wooden spear her friend had brought her. A sharp pain rises from the palm where the calluses have been ripped off.
Karsa screamed inwardly, imprinting the pain into her heart.
Never miss a window this time!
Turong-!
= Big…… !?=
The spear collided with the spear, but as promised, the spear did not miss this time. However, his arms went up in a flash of shock.
The shock that follows…… There was no
=Oops?!=
He was beaten on the side of the knee of his front leg, and his posture collapsed, and he just rolled wildly.
=Ugh!=
He got up in a hurry, but was then beaten in the legs, side, and body of the horse, losing his balance and rolling over again.
The moment he struggles to get up again, this time the wooden spear caught between the horse’s forelegs gets in the way, so he can’t stand up at all.
Karsa couldn’t come to her senses.
It’s definitely my body, but I feel stuffy and cramped as if it doesn’t move on my own.
=Aaaaah!=
Struggling as if desperate, Karsa jumped up and swung his wooden spear in all directions, but nothing touched it.
Instead, pain began to well up all over her body.
Bubbuck, bagak, pop! Puong, pubbuck, tudderdeng!
= Uhhhhh…… !=
Hwanin’s attacks pour down like showers.
Head, shoulders, waist, chest, stomach, arms, face, back, legs. Wherever he was hit, the pain, like being burned, blooms like a new sprout.
Karsa instinctively and unconsciously swung the wooden spear and her arm, but it was a meaningless struggle.
Karsa, who had been beaten so thin that he did not know how many times he had been hit, eventually broke his leg and fell on his knees.
Cooong-
=… Turn it off…….=
=…….=
=…….=
=…….=
The residents of Maestig Village, who gathered in the open space in front of the hall and watched, opened their mouths at the unbelievable sight.
How many minutes has passed since the first attachment? Has it been 2 minutes? Among the young people in my village, Karsa, who is on par with Selfie, is so vain…….
Hwanin, who was a few steps away from Karsa, who was sprawling on the ground, asked.
“Could you do more?”
= Uuuh, ha, Halshui, Ssammidya…….=
“I can’t. You two there, help this friend and put him in the shade.”
= Yes? Ah yes!=
Two vigilantes from the human race, who were singled out by Hwanin, take their friend away and click their tongues.
=Hey, Karsa. Wake. Can you stand?=
=Turn it off… Ha, Hashuiseuuuuu…….=
= I can’t Totally gone.=
=Oops, I went back to my eyes.=
Watching Karsa being dragged along, Hwanin looked back at the other vigilantes and asked.
“Since I already held the spear, should I do a little more? If anyone wants to be guided, come out.”
= Me! Me!!=
=I want to be guided!=
=Spirit master, teach me too!!=
In an instant, as many as seven vigilantes gathered.
“…….”
I’m sure you’ve seen Karsa beaten to pieces, but why are you so aggressive?
Hwanin looked at the gathered vigilantes for a moment with his eyes shining, then nodded.
“Let’s go in turn.”
= Turn off…….=
= Oh…….=
= No, no, no…….=
It took less than 30 minutes for all the vigilantes who had gathered to dwindle like corpses.
‘The experience gained while beating Isilite shines through.’
Before that, I was a bit reluctant to face off against people.
It’s enough to kill.
Besides, if you fail to control your strength and break even a limb, you have to think about the aftermath.
For that reason, I deliberately avoided fighting people in Wayford, but I decided that I wouldn’t have to do that anymore.
Thanks to fighting Isilite, I learned roughly where and how hard a humanoid can be hit to faint or become incapacitated.
The proof was the five people scattered in front of his eyes.
The vigilantes who hoped to fight with Hwanin were slenderly beaten by Hwanin in turn and dragged under the shade of a tree.
If it had ended there, Hwanin would have gradually reached out to the women who were eager for his eyes, but the vigilantes were more enthusiastic than expected.
=I will try again!=
=Me too!=
=I can still hold on!=
After resting for a while, the five of them regained their energy and challenged Hwanin again.
This time, I dealt with five people at the same time.
And the natural result that followed.
= Oh my god. Even if five people attack at the same time, they can’t win.
= Even the selfie…….=
=How strong is the Spirit Master?=
The five also included selfies. The center of the formation was the professional Selfie.
Selfie, who is considered a level 2 to 3, used a morning star that increased the size of her pendulum by about 10 times as a weapon. It was similar to Isilite before learning her skills from Leshim, so it was not difficult to subdue it.
‘It’s not like Isilite’s level was low.’
It was true. If Isilite had a mediocre level, she wouldn’t have been able to sustain a band of nearly 30 bandits for years.
In addition, thanks to the comparison target called Selfie, I found out that Isilite’s strength and physical durability are very good.
“Everyone is very enthusiastic. They have good skills, so if they train hard in the future, they will be able to become excellent vigilantes who protect the village.”
The vigilantes still wanted to do more, but they were Hwanin who didn’t want to sweat in an open field under the scorching sun, so they finished the instruction with appropriate words.
After that, Hwanin walked around the village proudly as if taking a walk.
= Hey, Mr. Spirit? It’s a hot day. Why don’t you go and have a cool drink at my house?
“I will be grateful.”
I smiled inwardly as I watched the results of my efforts against the vigilantes begin to emerge.
