Chapter 312 – Little One (1)
“Don’t scatter! Let those with strong power stand in front and block them! Samje! You lead the way!”
“Got it, boss!”
The middle-aged man forced himself to swallow his curses as he watched the figure who appeared to be the leader of the enemy forces gradually reduce their numbers with appropriate orders.
“Has my senior brother escaped? We need to buy as much time as possible…”
Even though he was considered one of the most skilled fighters in Hwaseong, he couldn’t hold out against this many enemies for long.
Although the Noryeongsin Gong was powerful, it consumed a lot of energy, and it was also problematic that it couldn’t be expected to have a dramatic effect against opponents of a certain level.
As the man named Samje stepped forward and took most of the hits, it was clear that many of them were falling. Meanwhile, the middle-aged man was gradually becoming exhausted, so he didn’t think he could hold out for much longer.
“Hehe, it’s like a firefly flashing!”
“Your writing skills are quite good, contrary to what I expected. How about sharing a poem with me sometime?”
As Samje quickly teased his sword, which looked like a dragonfly, and a sword wind rose up, the saliva was whipped up in the wind and didn’t even touch the enemy, but the middle-aged man didn’t stop pretending to be calm.
“I wonder if you’ll be able to recite your fancy poem even after your head is cut off!”
“Even if my head is still attached, it seems you don’t have any decent poems to recite. I misspoke.”
If he didn’t pretend to be calm, he might become a roasted pig at any moment, so even the dogs cowering behind him would have stepped forward, but even they didn’t think they could last that long.
A man with a rugged face repeatedly stabbed the air with a sword that looked like a dragonfly, and it was clear that it would be a gruesome sight if anyone got caught in between.
Due to the narrowing gap, the energy that the middle-aged man scattered into the air was condensed and stuck to his chest, and the sound of the flame of his mind exploding was so loud that even Samje couldn’t dare to underestimate it.
“I’ve heard that the martial arts of Hwaseong are pathetic and that they are weak and useless people, but it seems that the rumors are wrong!”
“How can the evaluation that someone is weak and useless be the same for everyone? It may be weakness to someone, but it may be kindness to someone else.”
The middle-aged man was secretly startled by Samje’s penetrating words, but he calmly retorted.
Even as they exchanged words, he blocked or deflected the swords that were thrusting at him in a frenzy, and he was truly worthy of being called the best in Hwaseong.
Chapter 312 – Little One (1)
Samgui was able to block any attack thrown at him, and his confidence grew as his black sword extended without any resistance.
The middle-aged man facing him also raised his energy to fight back, while the dogs behind him were too afraid to join the fray. Suddenly, Samgui opened his mouth.
“Hehehe, you’re quite impressive! Daehyung, let me properly duel with this man!”
Even though he was deaf, he was still a skilled fighter.
Daehyung, who was giving orders from behind, obediently agreed. The middle-aged man felt a sense of relief, but he knew that his opponents were not to be underestimated.
“While Samje deals with that man, the rest of you take half and search the surroundings. We can’t let even a rat escape.”
The thunderous command rang in his ears, and the middle-aged man’s mind went blank.
“No, this can’t be happening!”
He and the other members of the Muindo clan had to escape through the underground waterway, but they couldn’t go far. They had sent some of the elders who were skilled in martial arts, but how long could they hold out?
In this situation where they had to stop their enemies, the bandit in front of him had no intention of letting him go.
“Hehehe, you have some skill, but you should focus on playing with me instead of worrying about anything else, like your neck or your liver!”
“You son of a bitch!”
The curse slipped out of his mouth, but Samgui was pleased to see the man’s face turn red with anger. He then pulled out his sword.
The three sword energies coming at him from different directions were too fast and too precise to dodge. He had no choice but to use all his energy to erase two of them with his hands and then use the remaining energy to block the last one.
“Get out of the way!”
As he blocked the attack, the middle-aged man kicked Samgui’s stiff leg and tried to chase after the enemies. But in that moment, Samgui turned his sword towards him and stabbed him in the back.
“Where do you think you’re running, you little rat!”
With just one breath, the middle-aged man needed time to get back up, but he didn’t have any. Samgui quickly turned his sword towards the incoming attack.
Swoosh!
Chapter 312 – Little One (1)
As soon as Samgui realized that his sword had pierced a rock, he furrowed his brows in frustration.
“Who are you?”
It reminded him of the time when he was still a novice in the underworld and got his leg broken by some punk. It was actually Lee Gwi who got hit by the rock, but Samgui didn’t show any sign of weakness. Instead, he shouted while facing the middle-aged man who had just stood up.
“Find them! They couldn’t have gone far! Kill anyone who tries to disrupt the ceremony!”
His order was followed by his subordinates who drew their swords and started searching the area, but the dense bushes made it difficult to locate anyone.
Although the remote mountainous area was free from human interference, the terrain was not in their favor this time.
“Ugh…!”
Some of his subordinates screamed and fell to the ground. Ilgui immediately understood the situation and shouted.
“Amgi! Three of you form a group and cover each other’s backs! Three is one!”
After shouting, Ilgui himself dodged the incoming attack, but he couldn’t locate the position of the attacker who had moved to another spot.
Although he didn’t know who it was, the middle-aged man felt a surge of strength from someone who was definitely on his side. In contrast, Samgui was angry and tried to attack the middle-aged man recklessly.
“Don’t bother chasing them! We just need to kill all those Fahrenheit bastards! Don’t waste your time fighting them…!”
[End.]
Thunk.
As soon as he heard a sound, Samgui felt a powerful force above his head and quickly rolled his body.
He saw someone stomping on the ground where he was just standing, and his whole body trembled with fear.
“Who are you…!”
“Who are you?”
He was right. Although half of his face was covered with a poorly made mask, he never forgot that face since he was chased out of the underworld.
“Kill him!”
As the young man’s neck was targeted by a sword, the sound of the blade cutting through the air was accompanied by his screams, but he didn’t take his eyes off Samgui.
It was ridiculous.
He couldn’t think of any reason why someone would hold a grudge against him. He was always the victim and only fought in self-defense. Why would anyone attack him with such hatred?
‘But he really likes to stab people.’
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A burly man swung a sword that looked like a large spear, and it felt like a bear was playing with chopsticks. Unfortunately, the power behind it was not to be underestimated.
The handsome middle-aged man across from him seemed to be from Fahrenheit, judging by the fact that he was fighting this guy, but if he could have teamed up with him…
[Are you okay?]
[I’m, I’m fine. I can handle it.]
As the middle-aged man fighting against the spear became free, the rest of the lackeys rushed in all at once. He fought back quite easily, but he seemed to be getting tired, breathing heavily.
‘Damn, if I knew it was going to be like this, I should have stayed behind and waited for Pyeong Yeon-hwa to come here.’
Ju-ak-seon suggested the possibility that they might escape through the canal that led directly to Fahrenheit, and as she predicted, we were able to join forces with the Fahrenheit people.
But since the younger brother of the gatekeeper and some others stayed behind, and since the main force was likely to follow the crowd, Pyeong Yeon-hwa and her mother were left to take care of that side, and only Dang Hye-won and I came here.
“If it weren’t for you, everything would have been accomplished by now! If it weren’t for you!”
The elder, no, what was he called? Hwang… something.
“Why are you blaming me for Hwang’s bad idea that caused this mess?”
“I don’t want to hear it!”
He spread his sword and shouted, but it was difficult to tell where the thrusts were going to hit.
Thud.
“This, this guy…!”
Of course, it was difficult but not impossible.
When I grabbed the sword with my strength-filled hand, a sharp sword beam tried to pierce through my palm.
But before that could happen, I kicked him in the stomach, and the man rolled back noisily.
“Ow, oof…!”
He was exaggerating his pain, trying to reduce the impact.
“You, how…!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Let’s fight again.”
Clang.
I stuck the sword into the ground at an angle and kicked it to break it, then rushed towards the man.
I was definitely stronger than this man now. Since I fought against the old man with the casual sword last time, I had become stronger, and now I was confident that I could definitely overpower this man.
The problem was that people around me weren’t just watching quietly.
I walked past the man and kicked the guy next to him, who seemed to be Fahrenheit’s gatekeeper’s younger brother.
“Are you Hwa Un-cheon?,” I asked.
“Y-yes, I am. Who are you?”
“My name is Kang Yoon. Let’s talk about it later.”
I pretended to be a gatekeeper and bought some time. He was in a pretty bad situation, with a few top-notch fighters and dozens of first-class and second-class fighters on the other side. If it were my usual self, I would have said my condolences and run away, but…
“We couldn’t just sit there without a plan.”
Since these two guys were together, maybe things would work out.
After catching a glimpse of Hwa Un-cheon’s face, which was slowly brightening as he talked to Dang Hye-won and Jeon-eum, I opened my mouth towards the man who was targeting me with his sword.
“Uh… So, the Four Evils?”
“It’s the Four Demons.”
“Close enough.”
“This guy…!”
“Sam-je, stay still.”
The bear-like man calmed down, and the man with the sword spoke.
“I’m Il-gwi, and he’s Sam-gwi.”
“I see. Nice to meet you.”
“How did you find out about this place?”
“It’s not that I came here to get involved with you guys.”
“No answer, huh?”
“Isn’t it strange to just answer when someone asks?”
“That’s true.”
Compared to Sam-gwi, Il-gwi’s calmness was more unnerving. But the next moment, I realized that Il-gwi wasn’t as calm as he seemed.
“Do you think you can escape from here? You’re wrong. You’ll never get out of here.”
The black sword began to emit a purple aura, and an explosive energy poured out of Il-gwi’s body.
Meanwhile, Sam-gwi was holding a normal-looking sword instead of his usual one, but he was still a formidable opponent.
“The Great One told us to spare your life, but if you interfere with our event, we won’t hesitate to kill you.”
“If you can.”
“You’re still alive until the end.”
“…”
There was a moment of silence, and then I collided with both of them at the same time.