Chapter 58 – Chapter 12 (3)

‘What is that man?’

The masked woman, who was given the name Martial Arts, which means to grow strong as a woman from her mother, unlike others who run away with the name Sura Blood Palace, she felt curious about Jincheon’s steadfastness.

She was there, she was humming something by herself, and his gaze fixed on Dong Dong-ho seemed to show no tension whatsoever.

“My lady, to that person…”

If you had ears, you would have heard the name Sura Blood Palace, but when you were calm like that, one of the escorts who thought you were being ignored quietly opened your mouth.

“Stop. We are not a group of blood-crazed killers. If we try to commit evil just because we are not afraid of being called, what is the difference between men who live and die for fame?”
“I’m sorry, miss.”

Going wild over being ignored is a foolish act that only men who are obsessed with fame and honor do.
I have no intention of imitating such a foolish act.

She thought so, lifted her own cotton thread and started her meal, but honestly, she also felt puzzled by her.

‘But even hearing the name Sura Blood Palace doesn’t run away like the others… It must mean that you have enough confidence…’

It is said that the Sura Blood Palace is closed, but that does not mean that there is no information about Murim.

Rather, because he had an extreme ideology and personality, he had to know information about Murim because he had many enemies.

Among them, I had never heard of such a young up-and-coming master.

‘I guess it’s because I didn’t feel the fear of the Sura Blood Palace. And we have no reason to bother with a man like that.’

The dancer, who came to Akyang for some purpose, stopped caring about Jincheon and finished the rest of the meal.

After a while, the dancer, who had finished eating, left the ostomy with the escorts, thinking that she would never see Jincheon again.

*        *

“Umm~!”

Wood deok! Poududeuk!

“Whoaaam~~~”

After all, stretching in the morning is refreshing only when the bones are crunchy.
Waking up from my slumber, I looked around.

The bed, closet, and table of luxurious quality catch the eye.
After a light breakfast to wake me up, I put the spout of the kettle on the table into my mouth.

“Puha~ After all, it’s worth the money. It’s comfortable and comfortable.”

I slept comfortably in a room that can be rented only when used as a hermit unit, and when I woke up, I went out of the room.

“Are you awake, small group!”

Meals were also provided at the inn, so when I went outside, I could see people eating breakfast with Jeom Soi’s greetings.

“Where do you wash?”
“I put water in the back of the inn.”
“Hmm.”

I took my luggage and headed to the place Jeomsoi said.
When I opened the back door, water as if from a well had entered the jar.

By the way, there’s no one washing except me.
Anyway, chinks know one dirty thing.

The reason why Chinese people don’t wash is because this continent is dry and dusty, so even if you wash it, it’s the same.

In addition, there is also a problem in the medicine of this era that it is thought that washing waste products too often destroys the balance of the body.

Of course, there are things where water is more precious than it looks in mainland China.
In modern times, people say they connect the water supply, but in this era, there is no such system, so it is difficult to get water and they do not wash well naturally.

This place in Akyang is right next to Dongting Lake, so it has abundant water resources, so that problem is less.

But anyway, if you can afford it, not washing is not washing.
At least, I set up a setting so that women wash well, but fortunately, thanks to that setting, the women in this world are pretty neat.

“Let’s stop thinking about things and wash up.”

In my bag, I dried and ground the fruit of the japonica tree and put it on the palm of my hand.

The fruit of the muhwan tree is used as a natural soap, and it is a sacred tree that drives away evil spirits in China’s Taoism.

When I learned martial arts and martial arts, and when I learned martial arts from Muyoungsintu’s remarks, I gathered the fruits of the Shaman tree randomly from the nearby forest, dried them, and turned them into powder.

After lathering up enough with water, I washed my face and hair.
Hmm~ After all, it removes all the oil, so it feels refreshing.

Later, when I make my own harem and retire, I will plant a large number of free-patient trees.
I wouldn’t fuck up if my girls smelled dirty.

Growling-

I’m hungry after washing.
Especially since this muscular body demands a lot of nutrients.

I went back to my room after filling my stomach with an appropriate menu from the inn.

All that is left now is to loosen up the hardened body and make a pincer attack when the masters sent by Hao Mun attack the human trafficker’s stronghold.

I said the operation time starts at 0:00.
After completing the quest, it would be perfect to eat in a good mood.
Until the time came, I concentrated on developing my inner strength by practicing Sojucheon.

As I contemplated my insides, I could feel a huge inner energy overflowing with the energy of hot yang.

To be honest, if you use light energy without this problem of fatigue, it is almost impossible to use all of this inner energy even if you use light energy without a break for a month.

A huge aura like the sea.
However, it is not all that there is a lot of internal energy.
No matter how much water there is, if the hole through which water flows is narrow, its power will be weakened.

So, while playing Sojucheon, I devoted myself to stimulating the blood flow and expanding the area where betting works very little by little.

Isn’t it enough right now?
No, my goal is not this much, but the world’s strongest.
The strongest in the world that no one can beat.

“Whoa.”

Turning around Sojucheon, I confirmed through the glassless window that it would be Oshi soon, and gathered my energy.

After finishing the capture, I went out of the inn and headed to the slums located in the eastern direction of Akyang.

The destination is a spacious house with a yard located inside the slums.
Nang explained her verbally, so she carefully located her, remembering her words.

After some time, I found a house with a wide gate and high walls guarded by two guards guarding the entrance with weapons.

I reduced my presence and disappeared into the alleyway, then closed my eyes and carefully spread my feelings.

This is to check if there is an enemy border guarding the surroundings.
It’s not on the side of the road, but inside the building, it feels like someone is hiding their presence.

Don’t be caught and stay quiet.
Looking at the height of the sun, the time has come for the Haomen children to appear.

Some time has passed like that.

I feel a presence.
Is it Haomen?
They didn’t even think about hiding their presence, knowing the meaning of the surprise attack… Uh?

As I poked my head across the alley, what I witnessed were not the warriors of Haomen, but the women I saw at the stoma tower yesterday.

A woman wearing a hat made of cotton yarn, and an escort made up of women.
Why are they here?
Were the people from Haomen to be sent from the Sura Palace?

“Hey, this front is private land. It’s a dead-end road with no side roads.”
“I know.”

Seok!

“Keep it off!?”
“Keep it off!!”

As soon as the Myeonsa woman finished speaking, the escorts swung their long swords and dealt with the guards.

Kwajik!

Then, as they spurred through the door, they started to make a fuss and fight with someone.

He said it was a place he found out after researching in Haomen, and the time zone was just right.
What is the reason that people from Sura Palace come and attack at the time of Hao Mun’s operation?

I judged that they were sent from Haomen.
However, rather than stepping out right away, I quietly and stealthily climbed to the roof of a building that was reasonably far away so as not to be noticed by the guards who hid their presence inside the building.

I checked the space beyond the wall and found women from Sura Blood Palace killing men.

If it’s the human traffickers, they won’t run away from an attack like this.
Certainly, each attack is fierce and brutal, so I think it is worthy of the name Sura Blood Palace, but the enemies will be looking at whether there is a follow-up or not by now.

I settled on a roof-roofed house that rose in the shape of a ^, and I lay down on the roof to avoid the eyes of the enemies, unpack my bag, and start tying my bow.

I unwrapped the foldable bow and attached the string to it, making the bow at once and taking out all the arrows in the bag.

Why don’t you fight together and use a bow?
I’m not good at team play in the first place.
To be precise, I’m good at team play led by myself, but I can’t do team play led by others because it’s frustrating.

So it’s better to fire support shots from a distance.

Come on come on
Those four people are all in Sura Palace.
The trial is over, so come out, traffickers.

Soon after, five warriors appeared from inside the building.

Judging by the movement, he is a master.
While carefully watching them, I decided to wait quietly until they focused on the Sura Cave and stopped feeling my presence.

*        *

“Hey, how dare the women of the Sura Palace interfere with our work?”
“Keuk keuk keuk, the women of the Sura Blood Palace must be very energetic.”

The five warriors all spread intense momentum and surrounded the warriors of the Sura Palace.

However, the women of the Sura Blood Palace, which were known for being poisonous, showed no sign of being afraid.

“I warn you. Give me the prisoner of Sura Blood Palace, Bangi. Otherwise, I will destroy this place itself.”

The cotton yarn woman and the dancer spoke of their purpose without being frightened by the appearance of the warriors who surrounded them.

Their purpose was a woman named Bang of Sura Blood Palace who was suddenly kidnapped in Akyang.

“Ah, come to think of it, there was a strong woman who threatened us saying that a lady was coming. Is that a woman called Bang?”
“It doesn’t matter. Anyway, the women of Sura Palace will be good ingredients.”
“Ingredient?”

The dancer realized that these were no ordinary kidnappers.
Unless it’s slang, I wouldn’t refer to those who trafficked people as ‘material’.

“Keuhehehe! And even the inside was chewy.”
“I can’t wait to see what this bitch’s crotch will taste like.”
“Lady~ she kept crying, saying, ‘Let’s have fun together!'”
“That’s a good idea! Haha!”

‘Are these men?’

Dancer proudly said that he had raped Bangi, and frowned over the veil at the sight of human traffickers openly revealing their lust by saying they would also coward themselves.

‘Mother was right. Men are trash! They were beings that women had to take care of!’

Her mother said that she should always be stronger than men. She learns martial arts, but she doesn’t admit any mistakes, and she has trained under strict discipline and punishment.

However, when the older dancer was able to think for herself, she began to ask why she hated men and was wary of them, but her mother did not discipline or punish her for such a bold question.

He only asked where he wanted to go, Akyang or Hangzhou.

Having grown up only seeing the same faces in the Sura Blood Palace for a long time, she said that she would go to Akyang, which was the closest to her, to the joy of being able to go to a place with many people.

Arriving in Akyang with an escort, she was at first fascinated by the city full of vitality by many people, but it was a problem after that.

Men did all sorts of rude things because they wanted to see their face wearing a cotton thread, and some who had learned martial arts thought of taking off the cotton thread by force even though they said they didn’t like it.

Gradually, she was getting tired of the behavior of men doing their own thing regardless of a woman’s circumstances, and she found out that her room, which she usually enjoyed eating to get her snacks to make her happy, was missing.

Fortunately, Bangi was unmanned and was trained by Sura Blood Palace and desperately left a trace. It took some time, but she found the headquarters of the human trafficking ring.

“You guys.”

Flinch!

In an instant, the dancer lifted up a whip wrapped in the shape of a snail hanging from her waist and spread the momentum, and the expressions of the warriors, who were soaked in lust, changed at once.

“You don’t deserve to be alive.”

Chark!

“Huh!”

One of the warriors who met the attack of the dancer who wielded the whip at the speed of an afterimage caused a sharp sword blade and tried to cut off the whip.

Chuck!

“…Uh?”

The last thing the samurai with the sword saw was his own blade being broken, his eyesight twisting in strange directions as his head was crushed, and his perspective shifting grotesquely.

Dump!

One of the other warriors hurriedly opened his mouth after seeing the corpse of his comrade who had died instantly as his head contorted into a concave shape and he spewed blood out of his nose and mouth.

“Don’t give that bitch some distance!”
“Huh!”
“I won’t kill you!”

As soon as the voice of the samurai spread, the samurai screamed and rushed at the dancers.

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