Chapter 63 – Chapter 13 (3)

Gujang Village is located 20 days south of Akyang.

Since it is a small village with about 100 households, people in the village only see the same faces every day, so it was inevitable that they would know each other well.

“Hello Lady Thousand!”
“Mrs. 1000! There are fresh fruits. Grab one!”

There was a woman called ‘Cheon Lady’.
Of course, it’s not really a lady, it’s a kind of nickname.

She is dressed in ordinary cloth clothes worn by ordinary women, but her muscles are moderately trained, and she has a graceful and soft impression without the slightest bit of unsightly sagging flesh.

Her hair is tied together and shaped with pure white cloth, which is a kind of hairstyle called a braid bun in modern times. She has thin lines and small pink lips. Was a beautiful woman

Maybe it’s because of this atmosphere that she got her nickname.

“Huh, thank you, Mr. Kyu-Gongdo.”
“Heh heh heh heh! No! It’s only this much…”

Cheon Hye-wun showed her adult composure to the merchant who gave her a taste of one of her fresh fruits, and a benevolent and gentle smile that made the other person feel at ease, and politely accepted the fruit with both hands.

Gyu-gong-do, a fruit vendor who was slightly in contact with the slender and blemish-free seomseomoksu, smiled without realizing it.

Although he lives in a rural village, he regularly visits the prefecture or castle to buy fruit, and the effect is even greater because he has never seen a beauty like Cheon Hye-un even in a city with a castle unit.

Because she has such a benevolent grace as the head of her house, her merchants call her lady when they call her.

After Chen Hye-yun nodded her head, she looked at her intestines this and that, and a gentle smile appeared all the way through her.

When Cheon Hye-woon returned to her house after seeing all of her chapters, the market, which had been noisy with her presence, became quiet.

“Ehh, now you’re starting to laugh a little bit.”
“I see. When my son died, he looked like the world was ruined.”
“For two years, it was a very world-ending expression, and then it was expressionless for a year after that.”
“I feel sorry for the dead child, but the living must live. There’s nothing to be gained by clinging to the dead.”

People smiled in relief at the fact that Cheon Hye-woon, who can be called the only flower in this village, is finally losing her past and living while looking at her present.

The reason they think of her like this is not only because she is a beautiful woman, but also because she is a martial artist with enough skills to fight off gangsters and bandits who are targeting her village.

Of course, he has now cut ties with Murim, but even so, there is no law telling him not to defend himself against those who try to coerce and plunder the village.

In fact, because Gujangchon is far from the coffin, security is weak, so it was attacked by dark gangsters who were pushed back in a power struggle nearby or by wandering bandits who did not have wild vegetables, and Cheon Hye-woon was always at the center of resistance.

If she hadn’t been there, her old village would have had to be plundered by black swordsmen and bandits.

Cheon Hye-woon, who was worried by so many people, came to a house located in a corner of the village,

“Hey, honey… Here… Cough! Cool! Cool! Khehe!”

As the middle-aged man with a sickly complexion stood up, she let out a harsh cough while bowing.

“Above…!”

Cheon Hye-un hurriedly put her cloth on her husband’s lips and patted her on the back to spread her spirit.

“Keah! Whoops… Whoops…”

The middle-aged man with a sickly complexion who had spat out her blood sputum wiped her mouth with a clean cloth before feeling the warmth of her wife’s hand ease her breathing.

“Haa… I’m sorry, Hyewoon… If I had been a little healthier, I wouldn’t have made you suffer like this.”
“Don’t say that, Sanggong. I’m happy just being with Sanggong like this.”

Cheon Hye-wun’s expression showed an innocent smile of love, and he gently caressed the middle-aged woman’s back.

The middle-aged man’s name is Mak Cho-pyeong, and he was a white-year-old student who received envy in his eyes as he obtained Eunbong Cheon Hye-woon, whom many men longed for to look at at once.

In her youth, Cheon Hye-woon, who had her soft and benevolent personality and wise mind, was attracted to her radical and lustful young Murim people’s eyes and her courtship activities, regardless of her own circumstances. I was exhausted.

In the meantime, she just happened to meet Chopyeong.
Mak Cho-pyeong was gentle and rational with the other men, and he had excellent knowledge, so he could communicate well with the other men.

Cheon Hye-un, who met a gentle man with whom he could communicate well in the courtship of violent Murim people, quickly became close to Mak Cho-pyeong, and the two surprised many people by marrying.

The problem is that Mak Cho-pyeong is not a Moorim person, but an ordinary writer.
Therefore, Cheon Hye-woon decided to cut ties with Moorim through her gold fountain and live a life of helping Chopyeong.

It was because the Murim people who bore her grudge could take revenge on her husband, not on herself.

Naturally, her acquaintances desperately stopped her, but she chose the path of being happy with her loved one.

Mak Cho-pyeong, who has a passion for learning, became a low-level official, and he seemed to be able to live a happy life with the birth of a son.

However, his health deteriorated rapidly due to the shock of his son’s death from illness, and Mak Cho-pyeong was forced to quit his job and return to his hometown to recuperate.

While Chun Hye-un took care of the sickness of such a beginner, she did not stop her help for her husband, going to another house to take care of her.

If she hadn’t been a Murim person, she would have collapsed from overwork a long time ago.

Mak Cho-pyeong, who knew how much his wife was suffering because of him, lamented his frail body every time.

Then, an event that will become a huge turning point in the fate of the two has come.

*        *

The day was like any other.

With the knowledge learned from begging a doctor in the mountains, she gathers herbs suitable for her husband’s illness, and feeds in the village.

Cheon Hye-wun, who had prepared her herbs and food, returned home thinking about how to make it easier for her husband to eat.

“Above. I’m back. Today is very much…”

…

“Above…?”

When she couldn’t hear her husband’s coughing from inside her room, she hurriedly moved her feet.

In the place where her husband always lay, instead of his body, there was a letter.

-If you want to see your husband, come to the old shrine located to the northwest.-

Cheon Hye-un, who saw the contents of her letter, crumpled her letter with force without realizing it.

As her body trembled with rage, her brain searched for the culprit.

‘Who the hell why? Did you even wash your face with gold powder to prevent this from happening? No, if there was a grudge, there’s no reason to kidnap him now.’

Although she was playing herself, she judged that it was not done out of resentment.
If she had a grudge, she’d be in trouble long ago.

‘If anyone hurts the sky even a little…’

Until now, Cheon Hye-woon’s expression, which had only shown a gentle and soft smile no matter how hard it was, has changed to a grim one.

Her bandits have been raiding the village, and she will always do so in the future, so she always takes out her twin swords, sharpened and well-maintained.

‘I’m going to kill you by cutting out each piece of flesh!’

Cheon Hye-woon, who revealed an intense murderous intent touched by the wrath because she loves her husband.

She remembered the location of the old shrine to the northwest and immediately used her light gun to follow her familiar path.

She honestly doesn’t feel insecure on her own, but she’s the only one who knows martial arts here.

The rest were villagers who didn’t even know martial arts actually existed until they came.

Thinking that going with such people would not be of much help to her, she had to climb the mountain path alone.

Chun Hye-wun arrived at the old shrine after climbing the mountain quickly using light air.

When she went inside the shrine, there were traces of her being roughly organized and camping inside the shrine.

“Above!”

She then found just a glimpse of her skinny frame with her arms bound in the corner of her shrine.

As soon as she saw the sight of her beloved husband, she made haste to run,

“Whoa, that’s it.”

Someone who had been shrinking from the ceiling came down as if to block her path.

‘Are you young?’

It’s dark by normal people’s standards, but since she has learned martial arts, with a little light she can see better than normal people.

She has a sharp impression overall, but what is clear is that she is very young.

No matter how good you look at it, mid-20s?

“Who are you? Why are you doing this?”
“Twenty years ago, Eunbong of Oryongsambong, Cheon Hyeun.”
“…If you knew my past, it wouldn’t be a mistake.”

Even as Cheon Hye-woon said that, the distance she could approach her husband, she was widening her senses to find her ambush, just in case she didn’t know.

“Kuh-kuh-kuh, indeed. No matter how many years pass, she’s still only 20 in beauty. That’s why she likes martial arts in her heart.”

Her young man took a step towards her, licking her tongue at her.

“First of all, let me introduce myself. Age, twenty-three, no clan, name is Jincheon, who will be reborn as the first person in the world in the future.”

Hearing the words of a young man named Jincheon, Cheon Hye-un couldn’t help but think to herself.

‘Crazy guy.’

“If what the first person in the world does is to kidnap the spouse of a Murim man who barely washed his face, it sounds like announcing the end of the Murim.”
“That’s a law set by those with power. Isn’t Moorim like that in the first place? It’s a world where you can do whatever you want if you have power. That’s why I like Moorim.”
“Don’t talk nonsense! No matter how powerful it is, there are things you can and can’t do! Give me the sky right away. Then I’ll close my eyes and move on.”

Cheon Hye-un, who exploded her sense of duty as a wife to never lose her beloved husband, more than her spirit as a Moorim person, raised her twin swords.

“You don’t even listen to our purpose and you pick up your sword?”
“I hate to hear what your purpose is. If you won’t let her husband go.”

Widely!

Cheon Hye-woon stepped on her advance and fired rapidly toward Jin-cheon.

“I have no choice but to get it back by force!”

At the same time, countless afterimages arose from the twin swords swung from both sides.
It was an impossible number of afterimages to block the enemy’s attack while looking at it.
She is a master of phantom swords using twin swords.

The martial art of the Cheonsanpa boasts a skill that combines fantasy and sharpness, and thanks to this skill, the masters of the day agreed that if they had time, they could beat the swordsman Seo Yu-ran and claim the name of swordsman.

But,

Cacan!

After finding out her true identity among the many afterimages, Jincheon melted the blade of the sword of the Heavenly Demon and hammered it nonstop for several days to easily block Cheon Hyeun’s twin swords with the gauntlets he made.

“Annit!?”
“Where are you on a topic of 20 years?”

Fuck!

“Kahak!”

Jincheon briefly knocked her abdomen with her tight gap with her fist.

It was the difference between a person who continued to train with the best talent and a person who lived as a woman for 20 years, occasionally dealing with third-class blackdoers and wandering bandits.

“Cool! Cool!”

Her abdomen’s shock is released her legs, causing only the upper body and spewing a cough.
Jincheon approached her and grabbed her hair, making her eyes meet her own.

“It’s a pity ~ that a woman who was once the most promising candidate for the name after the sword lost to a young Murim person who was less than half her age.”
“Please…”
“Hmm?”
“Please, as much as my husband… Please live … No, please live …”

She doesn’t know why Jincheon attacks herself, but what’s important was her husband’s life and death.

Her sad expression, using honorifics and asking for help to save her, was enough to make her erect by Jincheon’s standards.

“Hey, why do I suddenly come to you?”
“Why…?”
“This is it!”

Crispy!

“Kyaaaaagh!?”

Cheon Hye-wun, startled by Jin-cheon’s sudden action of tearing off her own clothes, involuntarily screamed at her.

However, since no one was near the old shrine deep in the mountains late at night, her screams were nothing more than a frightening beast.

“That, stop! Do you know what you’re doing now!”
“What are you doing?”

Jincheon, who took off all of her underwear, looked down after knocking her down with a smile of her rape demon.

“Do you know that the hero is a trigametry?”
“Why is that…”
“Congratulations. You were chosen as my concubine.”
“…What?”

Cheon Hye-woon, who had been using honorifics for the young Jin-cheon to save her husband,’s expression hardened and her short speech came out again.

“Other females who train normally and earn special titles for ordinary achievements are not inferior! But! If you are four years old with a noble heart who gave up everything for your husband, I decided that you are worthy of being my concubine!”
“Beautiful … I’m crazy! You’re crazy !! Is it a concubine? I love my husband! I already have a husband.
“Is there a gate that doesn’t have a gatekeeper?

Jincheon threw her clothes off and hit her naked body.