Chapter 254 – 255

Remnant Blood Demon Demon

Born as the son of a third-rate wrestler, he had an unfortunate childhood under his father who habitually assaulted and verbally abused him.

The mother sold her body to support him and her father, but after a big fight with her father, she disappeared.

Pisangdeuk thought.

He said that he could not stand his father’s violent behavior and ran away.

He resented his mother.

The mother who ran away leaving herself alone in this hellish place.

And he thought

When he gets a little older, he’ll run away without looking back.

Then one day.

Pi Sang-deuk, who was very hungry, went into an old warehouse behind the house to catch and eat rats.

His father insisted that he never go in, but he was not afraid of his father’s threats, blinded by her hunger.

And when he entered the warehouse

He could see

A corpse that was heavily decomposed.

Seeing this, Pi Sang-deuk felt his vomit rise.

The corpse gave off a tremendous stench, and countless flying flies flew around it.

Pi Sang-deuk felt puzzled.

How can you say that there is a human body in the storage room behind the house?

Could it be that the father killed a person by mistake and tried to cover it up?

As he inspected his corpse with many imaginations, his eyes widened.

It was because the clothes the corpse was wearing were very familiar.

Saying it’s a waste, wearing a worn-out suit worn over and over again

Pisangdeuk knew.

Who is the person wearing that dress?

Pi Sang-deuk shed bloody tears.

It was because she realized why her mother had disappeared.

Had been murdered

By the hands of a drunkard who knows how to drink and eat.

Pi Sang-deuk headed for the kitchen that way.

He went to the kitchen, picked up his kitchen knife, and stabbed his sleeping father through the head.

The father died as it was, and Pi Sang-deuk felt an indescribable pleasure.

It was because when he killed his father, an unknown sense of liberation and pleasure swept over his body.

Feeling extreme pleasure, he packed up his semen as it was.

He got sexual pleasure from murder, not bitch.

After burning down his house, he immediately committed himself to Jeonggeommun, which was famous as the Jeongdomun faction.

It was because he felt that he had to become strong in order to be able to kill freely.

Fortunately, he had a talent for martial arts, so he made a leap forward and soon gained strength enough to surpass even Jeonggeommunju.

Having gained strength, he pretended to be a military man who respected Hyeop on the outside, and spent a happy time behind the scenes as a pleasure killer killing countless people in the central plains for no particular reason.

Many people died, but no one was able to catch the culprit.

It was because Pi Sang-deuk’s murder method was so sophisticated that it was difficult to identify the culprit.

Besides, no one could have imagined that the famous swordsman would commit pleasure killing.

As such, Pi Sang-deuk made the Joongwon uproar as a pleasure killer for over ten years.

But they say she gets caught if her tail is long

One day, due to an unexpected mistake, his true identity was revealed to the whole world.

The victim who couldn’t kill him revealed his true identity.

When his identity was revealed, the whole middle court was in an uproar.

Because he had a high reputation as a knight, the ripple effect was enormous.

He was declared public soon after, and many people in Murim were frantic to catch him.

It was to claim the bounty on his neck.

The bounty on his head was enormous, because Son Chang-byeok, a wealthy man from the 5th generation of Jungwon, who lost his granddaughter at the hands of Sang-deuk, put half of his wealth on his neck.

However, despite the pursuit of numerous people, no one was able to catch the Pisangdeuk.

It was because Pi Sang-deuk had reached a level too high to be dismissed as a mediocre murderer.

Pi Sang-deuk left for the North Sea without any regrets after leisurely escaping from Cheonrajimang.

It was because he realized that there was no place to step on the ground in the midfield anymore.

Pi Sang-deuk, who settled in the North Sea, established an organization called Bukpungdae by gathering killers who had fled to the North Sea with him.

And he gained notoriety by plundering and murdering the upper ranks of the central plains visiting the North Sea.

“Daeju-nim, they say they can see the procession from not far away.”

A man with a stern appearance spoke to Pi Sang-deuk.

“What’s the distance?”

Pi Sang-deuk asked him in a calm voice.

“About ten li.”

“Yes?”

“That’s right.”

“How big is it?”

Pi Sang-deuk looked directly at his subordinate and asked again.

“It’s quite large. It seems to be about medium-sized.”

To Pi Sang-deuk’s question, the man answered exactly what he had heard.

“Hmm… It’s a medium-sized merchant troupe…”

Hearing the words of his subordinate, Pi Sang-deuk seemed to be worried.

It was really ambiguous that it was the upper middle class.

Usually, in the case of a small, small guild, they attacked without even thinking about it.
It’s because there’s no way a small, small corps could handle the north wind belt.
And in the case of large-scale large-scale top tier, they didn’t bother attacking.

It was because not only was the damage severe, but there was a high probability that there would be a line of masters who were quite burdensome as a position at Bukpungdae.

However, the treatment of the medium-sized corps was ambiguous.

It was because the damage was considerable, if not as large, and there was a high probability that there would be considerable masters.

But just sending them away made me covet the many items they were carrying.

The most valuable thing in the North Sea was food.

And most of the food brought in from the central plains was food that could be stored for a long time.

How can I not be greedy

“Hmm”

He pondered even more intently.

They must be calculating the profit and loss of how much damage and profit they will receive in case of an attack.

“It runs over.”

And then, looking at his subordinate, he spoke briefly.

“All right.”

After hearing Pi Sang-deuk’s words, Soo-ha lowered her head slightly and replied.

Then he turned around and left the barracks.

Maybe I’ll inform others

“I wish I had a useful girl this time.”

Pi Sang-deuk continued with a sadistic glint in his eyes.

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Rattle rattle

In the swaying carriage, a person wearing a white cotton thread was sitting somewhat.

The wearer of her veil covered her entire head, so her face was not clearly visible, but it was not difficult to guess that she was a woman, judging by the size of her bulging breasts.

She also had a fairly luxurious golden silk dress, proving that she was not an ordinary person.

“Ha.”

The woman wearing her veil sighed heavily.

“Why are you doing that, Miss Soha?”

Then the man sitting across from her, the coachman, looked at her and continued her words.

“There is no end to go and go, so it is very frustrating.”

Upon hearing the coachman’s question, Neung So-hwa said to him as if he was frustrated.

She was feeling quite frustrated right now.

It was because he was stuck in the carriage all the way from Beijing to Beihai.

At first, she made up her mind to properly hide her identity, and she kept hiding, but the longer this time went on, the more she felt stuffiness.

Besides, with her load minimized, she had nothing to read or enjoy.

How could I not be frustrated?

“How about meditating?”

At her words, the coachman made another suggestion.

Even though her powers were limited, she was absolutely unmanned.

She might gain her spiritual enlightenment just by contemplating herself through long meditation.

“I’ve done enough meditation!”

Hearing his words, the trumpeter roared with excitement.

I had already meditated to the point of overflowing, and I was in another situation.

What could she do in a carriage where she had no entertainment?

She continued her meditation throughout her journey from Beijing to Beihai.

However, her meditation was only a day or two, but for more than a month, she felt moths tingling all over her body.

It was painful.

That’s pretty much it too.

In the first place, wasn’t meditation useful only when there was a contemplation on oneself that had changed through daily martial arts training and arrangements for enlightenment?

What kind of realization can you gain from the daily routine that is repeated every day, even if you can’t even properly train martial arts because your history is banned?

For her sitting still in her carriage, her meditation was a waste of time.

“But it can’t be helped. The lady’s appearance is so extraordinary that it attracts people’s attention.”

Hearing her words, the coachman continued as if he couldn’t help it.

What he said was true.

The appearance of the trumpet flower was so heterogeneous that it even had a mysterious appearance.

It was because of the burning red hair, red rice, and red eyes.

Those splendid colors that a midfielder could never have drew people’s attention.

Moreover, her splendid colors combined with her beautiful face made her a person who saw her once never forgot her.

Because of this, the coachman put a veil over her entire head as soon as she left her villa.

It was to get rid of the noise that would happen.

And she begged her, if at all possible, not to get out of her carriage.

It was because he thought that was the only way to deceive the attention of numerous political opponents and come to the North Sea.

She also agreed with the coachman’s opinion and continued her life confined to her carriage, but she seemed to have reached her limit.

“I know. But what can I do with the stuffiness? I can’t. I’ll have to get out of the carriage and walk around next lunchtime.”

She looked at the coachman and quickly added her words.

“Then, what are you going to do if the cotton thread comes off?”

Hearing her words, the coachman looked worried at her and asked her back.

“No, I’m just going to walk, so how could the veil come off?”

She refuted the coachman’s old age as if it were nonsense.

Just walking, how could the veil come off?

“I don’t know because the lady has a habit of not going outside, but the snow wind is terrifying right now. The lady’s cotton thread will be torn.”

She spread her hands and spoke to her with an exaggerated gesture.

“Don’t lie to me. How can the wind tear the cotton thread made by twisting Cheonjamsa!”

Upon hearing the coachman’s words, Jacaranda was furious and denied his words.

What she was wearing was made of an extremely rare fabric called cheonjam.

Cheonjam is a very thin and soft material, but it is a mysterious fabric that surpasses steel in strength.

No matter how cold and chilling the snow wind from the North Sea was, it could not tear away the cheonjam.

She thought.

She says the coachman, who doesn’t want to get himself out of the wagon, is exaggerating.

“Or, even if cotton cannot be torn, can it fly?”

Hearing her words, the coachman continued talking as if he was frustrated.

The cotton thread itself is made of cloth and is said to be strong, but the fixing is not.

How could it withstand the fierce snow wind if it was just one thing that was wrapped around the head?

“Just be careful. Don’t worry.”

To his concern, she continued as if the jacaranda was no big deal.

“No, how can I not worry? When the cotton thread flies, it’s over. It’s over!”

“Didn’t they already enter the North Sea anyway? But how could they be so negative?”

Seeing the coachman’s overreaction, Jacaranda didn’t understand, so she asked him.

Since we have already entered the North Sea, what is the problem?

Even if his identity is revealed here, it will take more than a month for his political opponents to know the news.

At that time, it will be enough time to find ice crystals.

“Whoa… The lady needs to be more self-aware about her lady’s appearance.”
At her question, the coachman let out a small sigh and continued.

She was beautiful

That’s crazy too.

Perhaps if any guy takes one look at her, he’ll somehow approach her to play tricks.

That’s why she was such an attractive woman.

“I know. The fact that I have red hair and red eyes…”

Hearing his words, the trumpeter continued his speech as if depressed.

She knew too.

About how different she is from everyone else.

From detection to red rice and red eyes

It didn’t look like normal people would have.

Of course, she didn’t have any complaints about her appearance, but after listening to the coachman’s words, she seemed to be too big of an obstacle, so I felt depressed for some reason.

“No, that’s not it, the looks…!”

The coachman’s words did not carry on to the end.

Rattle

It was because the carriage suddenly rocked and came to a halt.

Thud

“Ugh”

Jacaranda, who had his head stuck in the ceiling, let out a groan at the sudden shock.

It was because her body, which was so light, floated in the air and touched the ceiling.

With tears in her eyes, she glared in the direction of her coachman with her long eyes.