Chapter 219 – Crusaders

Crossing her arms, Mari El bared her teeth and spoke ferociously.

“Yes. It is a condition.”
“On what terms?”

Condition?

“…I want to compete with you with proper martial arts.”
“What the fuck.

It looked like she was going to lose, so she seemed to be asking me to drop her weapon and fight. Certainly, that martial arts master was not a very comfortable opponent to deal with unless accompanied by a real swordsman.

Mariel’s flamboyant kick is tricky to counter.
In the end, I won, but it was all because I used a sword.

Whatever it is, I’m an inspector.
If a martial artist fights with kimono, it is a concept and common sense for me to fight with a sword.

“That’s why I’m going to put a condition.”
“It’s not even worth listening to. The Heavenly Demon doesn’t fight cowards. If you want to challenge me, challenge me at my best.”

In the first place, it was so pitiful to challenge a swordsman to fight with martial arts that it brought tears to my eyes. It’s not even the basics of being an unmanned person. Wouldn’t it be like the King of Gwon throwing away his weapon while challenging the Sword Saint?

In the end, this is it.
It was just a dream to fight a true warrior with the soul itself.

“To ask a swordsman to drop his weapon and fight, I’m really dumbfounded.”

Anyway, I found an excuse to get out.

I’m not a battle fanatic, so there’s no reason to fight pointlessly against a martial arts master who’s just a mere sight. I don’t fight at all if it doesn’t make money. Because my violence has monetary value.

In other words, it is like an asset.
It is a loss to use one’s abilities for free.

Of course, being a fan of Selka provides extreme pleasure, so he is willing to shower violence even while splitting personal time. But not Mariel. It’s because I might be pushed back if I stick with pure kimono technique.

A competent warrior is one who does not fight a losing battle.

“Aren’t you quite versed in martial arts for a swordsman!”

Mariel said something nice to hear, which made her feel a little better.

Certainly, my taekwondo and practice. And Cheonma Shin Gong was an out-of-standard martial art. Marielle says her hair her looks bad but she has eyes to see.

“Of course it is.”
“Then it would be nice to compete… No, I don’t know why I’m asking you! You rude savage! Come on, accept my challenge!”
“Hemmy, Mr.

Should I just run away?
No. My pride won’t allow it.

And it seemed that there was no way to avoid it no matter what it was already enveloped in fighting spirit. Taking a deep breath, I spoke to Mariel, who exuded a spirited energy.

“Okay, let’s hear the terms. What do you want?”
“It’s simple. If I win, Mutu comes to the guild and apologizes for the bad behavior at that time and pays for damages.”
“No, you idiot. That’s what you did wrong first? Why am I apologizing for that? Is the perpetrator claiming compensation from the victim now?”
“It’s nonsensical! It’s all your fault!”
“Fuck you, talk nonsense, you son of a bitch! If you’re going to talk bullshit, talk about it in your mother’s bed!”
“Noisy! If you’re a man, come on!”
“You bitch! Then what if I win!”

Enraged, I suppressed my rising urge and shouted.
A condition worthy of ignoring the penalty of throwing away the knife.

Had to hear it

“You can do anything to me!”

Mariel said confidently!

“What, what! You can do anything!”
“Yes! That is the condition! So put down your sword! And fight me!”

I put the knife in
Under those conditions, of course I would be willing to fight.

But before we begin, there was one more thing to agree on.

“Hey, Mariel.”
“Are you thinking of starting?”
“Wait a minute. I threw away the weapon as you said. Then wouldn’t it be fair to take off those boots as well?”

Those long boots Mariel was wearing were probably made for combat, and they were so hard that even a knife couldn’t fit properly.

It hurt so bad when I was beaten.

So, it’s a weapon test.

Now that I’ve thrown away my sword, it’s only right that you take off your boots too.
If you don’t accept this, you’ll just get stabbed.

“…You’re right. Take it off.”

She thought for a bit, then Mariel started to take off her boots her.

—Sureuk.

Her white thighs were exposed outside her cheongsam her, followed by her calves her. It was probably due to professional training in each method, so it was a strong and healthy-looking leg.

Of course, I can’t compare to Cloudy.

Slowly. Marielle took off one of her boots, gently set it up, and tried to remove her other shoe as she planted her bare feet on the ground.

When those boots are half off.

“Nin, I’m behind! You motherfucker!”
“What, what?!”

I’m the one who takes (offensive), Kim Katt.

A true warrior never gets caught off guard or shows weakness in front of the enemy. Always aiming for the best opportunity, and if the decision to win is made, move forward without any hesitation.

Don’t hesitate, don’t hesitate

That is Sapmacho Kimkat, who walks the path of Buddhahood.

“Kim cut drop key Yii Ik-!!!!”

To me, a surprise attack was like a daily routine!
I exploded with explosive rage and hit the drop kick!

“Ugh, kyaaaaa!!!!”

ㅡPeruk!

Great hitting feeling!

Mari El, who had become unable to defend or evade because she had taken off her boots, was blown away after being hit by a powerful fatal blow that drew even my fine lines!

“Keah!! This, such a coward!”
“How dare you! Are you discussing cowardice in front of the Heavenly Demon!”

ㅡHeavenly Demon Reign.

Immediately, she cast the ultimate step and ran to Mariel, who was trying to stand up. In order to win, you must not choose the means and methods, and once you have caught the offensive, it was the teaching of the Heavenly Demonic Church that you must pour an onslaught until the enemy collapses!

“Now, wait a minute…”
“No words needed! If you are unmanned, attack with all your might!”
“What kind of unmanned is an unmanned on the subject of a surprise attack!”

ㅡKeeeee!!!

I kicked Mariel, who was trying to stand up while shouting.

ㅡPeruk!

“Khehe!”
“Rise up! Rise up and fight! Are the fighters in your martial arts guild only that good?”
“Kuh…! Time to wake up…!”
“You talk a lot!”

Most of them were helpless in the face of a surprise attack, unless they were living with extreme preparations. Even if you are a top master, you can’t live with tension for a hundred days and a thousand days.

There is no business in front of surprise in anything.

The crime of forgetting the most basic combat manual while coming to a duel.

“That’s your defeat.”
“Kahak!”

Mariel couldn’t come to her senses from my attack. ㅡ Nahangak (羅漢脚). It was very easy to trample an opponent who had already fallen. My kick went in, and Mariel screamed.

“Asurapa Blood Fist.”

Put her fist into her thigh
Without boots, his defense was only zero.

“Kyaaeugh!!!”

While ignoring Marielle, who was saying that she was cowardly, she opened her best fisting technique and put her extreme damage. Of course, she was also a user of mana, so she didn’t get a spear right away.

Despite being hit by a tsunami of all sorts of martial arts, it was difficult to declare surrender, perhaps because of its considerable durability.

“It’s blood! Rise! Don’t kneel! If you’re a soldier, fight to the end!”
“What bullshit…!”

In the end, Mari El, who was rolling around, succeeded in waking her up.

Good night! I can finally have a proper match!

It was as if she had taken out her brain her, shoved it into a jar of courage and self-confidence, and shaken it, a transcendent spirit of struggle welled up!

“I didn’t know you guys could dance this far! But that’s it! Let’s show them!”

A voice convinced of victory.
Mari El charged her with terrifying momentum and kicked her.

—-But.

“Slow.”

In her already tattered state, she could never deal with me.

“The Heavenly Demon.”

Do not avoid
Do not shed

“The wave ceiling.”

So take it from the front.

In response to the flying kick, I threw out a punch. Of course, it was the power of the soul with elaborate calculations. Unlike Mariel, who kicks barefoot, my hands were protected by iron gauntlets.

At the moment of impact, concentrate mana.

ㅡQuaang!

And the results that follow are extremely natural and correct.

“Kyaa, kyaauk…!”

The gauntlet and bare feet collided violently.
Mariel’s face her twisted horribly.

“You crazy bastard. What if you kick the iron?”
“Keep… Ugh!!”

Marielle, who grabbed her feet from her, fell and she began to roll over her floor, screaming in agony. Red, swollen feet. Just looking at it, it looked so fucking painful that even I was terrified.

“Hey, hey. Are you okay? Are you fucking sick?”

Feeling a little sympathetic to the sight, I asked.

“Kuh…Ahhh!! Ba, feet! It hurts so much…!”
“Oh my God. It looks so damn sick.”

The match is over.
It was my victory.

Even though we met for a bad reason, if we shared our fists, the resentment disappeared and we became true friends.

ㅡ doesn’t believe it at all.

Conditions must be fulfilled.

“Anyway, I won.”
“Nonsense…!”

Mariel argued, swallowing her moans with a face that looked very unfair. For her her, and for her surprise her, I can’t help but look cowardly.

But that’s just a weak excuse for a loser.

What if this was real?
Mariel lags behind.

I was just educating a martial artist who had no sense of reality.

True warriors never question those things. Mistakes and carelessness. It is directly related to death, and warriors always endure such things in their lives.

It was only natural that I would win.

“What makes no sense. I won. Anyway, now I’m on my own?”

If that’s the case, just fulfill the original condition.

“What the heck! What are you trying to do to me!”
Hehe…”

Marielle covered her meager breasts with her hands even as she struggled in pain as she raised her recoil. I reached out my hand to her and grabbed her by the waist.

“Kyaaaaa!!!”

A scream breaks out.
But I have no intention of seeing it.

Because conditions are absolute.

—Sureuk.

He groped in her pocket and pulled out her wallet her.

ㅡStupidly.

Um, there was a heavy sound.

“…?”

Marielle opened her eyes slightly and looked at me.

“What. You say you can do whatever you want?”

So on condition, feel free to take her purse her.

I opened my wallet, no fuck! I saw a silver coin!
How many silver coins! One, two three… Four?!

Feeling transcendentally happy, I immediately helped Mariel up and lifted her up.

“Eh, what the hell is this…?”
“Hey, are you okay? You might have broken your foot. Go to the hospital quickly.”

I spoke in a kind tone to the confused Mariel.
It was a large wallet containing at least 4 silver.

It was natural to be kind.

“Could it be that you do whatever you want…?”
“Hey, hey! I’m not talking about the patient! Go to the hospital quickly! And you fought really well! You were a real master! Hey, if I made a little mistake on this, I would have lost! Anyway, I’ll go!”

First of all, losing to a swordsman with Kikukaku must have hurt his pride his. With 4 silvers in the yard, I was able to say a few nice words to such a woman.

She said a few nice words to her, took her shoes off her, brought them to her, and went on her way.

Ah, fuck.

I got the money in an unexpected place.

“D-Damn it! What the hell have I done!”

From behind came the sound of Mariel’s exasperation.

The loser’s cry was always good to hear, like old jazz.

“Barbarian Heavenly Horse! I will never forget this humiliation! Next time I will win, so prepare to apologize and wait!”
“Yes, our Mariel, do your best. I will make sure to use this money well for world peace.”
“Aagh!!!”

Shall we go to Jongno?
Shall we go to Myeongdong?

“I’d rather go to Cheongnyangria…”

Feeling very good, I went to Elise’s inn while singing loudly. The original purpose was to tell Elise about the bandits.

Well, shall we have a meal together with the stolen money?
He would be happy if he said that he had beaten and stolen a heretic on the way.

“I’m standing on the corner of Euljiro Street.”