Book 11 Chapter - 6

"Sometimes there are inevitable circumstances and exceptions."

But this time the exception almost caught several people. That was a close call.

"Phew."

Lim Sung-jin breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't think it would be his turn.

extermination!

Im Gae and Lee Dong-hak waved them off.

"Whew, that was a close call.…."

The words of the appointment were true.

Binggum, one of the great prosecutors of Cheonhao, and Salinity, one of the great guests of Cheonhao.

With the power of these two, they were able to turn this black bean into dust from the strong lake.

Even if they faced only these two, they were not sure of victory. Besides those two, a delegation of about 50 people from the volcano branch.

It was horrifying to imagine.

After all the people of Cheonmu Hakgwan left, Im Gae, the owner of Heukrangchae, stole his wet forehead in cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

They didn't even know the grim reaper was around the corner, and they ran wild and carried out self-indulgent actions.

It was a miracle that the neck was fully attached.

If Bingkum and Salinity hadn't saved his face because they were moved by the heart-rending story of transportation,

They almost became ghosts and wandered around the world.

Im Gae swung his head and shouted loudly.

"This is what life is all about. I should do some good things tomorrow to commemorate."

"Is that a good thing?"

What a good thing." It was one of the worst things to do with bandits.It's been a long time since I've heard that good thing, and I don't even know if there's such a thing.

Those who were suspicious were the green forests.

They questioned the insanity of their creditors.

"Isn't it a little too much of a traumatic experience?"

Jang Kyu, who is in charge of the team leader among Im Gae's subordinates, whispered to his next colleague Nogu.

"Well, I think you're right, but what kind of thing would a bandit do if he didn't?" Can't you see that?"

Nogu popped his forearm out in front of his friend.

Tok Tok! His forearm skin was ragged like a goosebumps pulled out feathers.

His forearm proved well how good he was to be rejected.

Friend Jang Kyu nodded as if he understood.

"I understand, I got goosebumps when I heard that good deed, good deed earlier. It was almost a game."

They had to whisper in any small mosquito-like voice because their conversation was feared to hit the police if it flowed into the boss's ear.

Whoosh!

Then suddenly their fragile hearts almost sank as Chae-ju's sharp and ugly gaze turned to the two.

"Hey, boss!"

Im Gae called them.

"Yes, boss!"

Both answered at the same time.

"Tomorrow when you work, just shake half of it!"

It seems that the good deed that was said to have taken that form. Jang Kyu and Nogu's eyes were wide open.

"Gasp! That's a hell of a nice thing to do..."…?"

The two looked at Imagination with phenomenal eyes as if they were looking at someone else.

But it was then.

"I don't think that's necessary."

Lim's head swung at the low, shady voice. His eyes narrowed open.

No one knew when they were there.

There was no one here who had the ability to feel their signs.

But the black shadows were already completely surrounded by themselves.

"Wow, what are they doing?"

His instincts, reinforced by a long green life, were squeaking to let him know the imminent danger was upon him.

His keen sense of smell comes from the whole body of those who wrap themselves in a black cloth.

I could smell the blood spewing out, death and fear.

"This isn't going to be fun……."

At a glance, these guys were incredibly dangerous. Dry saliva passed through my Adam's apple.

He was now fighting tooth and nail against instinctively soaring fears.

The corners of the mouth of a black middle-aged man in the lead were slightly curled up.

He was the general commander who led them, the man who called them red blood.

"Who is it?" Identify yourself!

When Lim-gae asked in a trembling voice, the red blood answered in a dull, emotionally excluded voice.

"Let's go! Your memorial day is today next year."

It was a hell of a voice. You've got the guts to live all over the place.

Heuknangchae's men were also silent without uttering a word.

Normally, at least basic swearing would have been poured out first.

"Don't worry! I'll send you to the underworld at once, so you won't be lonely."

"Nigimi, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop! Guys, hit me!"

Im-gae shouted as if he didn't have to think anymore. There was nothing advantageous for Black Rangchae if we continued to stall."Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my.

The bandits of the Black Ranch rushed in with their weapons.

Then the black shadow, the Twelve Blood Stands, moved quickly as if they had waited.

It couldn't even be called a fight in the first place. It was a complete one-sided slaughter.

Every time the twelve-blood harness knife was swung with a smile of an envoy, the bandits had to give up their lives under the blade.

No matter how great the name of Noklim Opae was, it was not enough in front of them as a child confronting an adult.

Blood! Blood! Blood!

The whole mountain turned red as if it had pushed forward the autumnal autumn. The massacre continued for half an hour.

"Gasp, Gasp, Gasp!"

With his eyes wide open as he breathed heavily, Im Gae looked around him.

He seemed to be the only one who resisted until the end in the pile of bodies.

His face was already covered with enough blood to remind him of evil spirits.

But the bulk of the blood was the blood of the wildlings.

"Hey! Ink! Ink! Isooong!"

But there was no answer. None of his men were breathing.

Wearing a blood clot flowing from the wound of the whole body, Im Gae stared at the red blood of the twelve-blood band.

His eyes glistened with madness.

His axe was already as badly tattered as scrap metal.

The wounds were inflicted to protect one's life from the ruthless twelve-blooded swords.

My right thigh was already numb. The left arm was already worn out, and it was cumbersome.

Seeing the pain all over the side and stomach leather, it seemed that the knife had passed by more than once.

"Oh, my God! Is that it?"

There was no power left to swing properly only once. Then you will not die alone!

Im Gae squeezed out a handful of last jinx at the bottom of his danjeon.

One more when you die! The more companions you have on your way to the better.

"Scream! Die!"

Quack!

A bloodthirsty shriek, and a huge detonation.

It became the last sign of Im Gae's existence in this world.

Unintentionally, Mt. Gugung had to drink dozens of blood constantly that day.

"What's the damage?"

A dozen blood harnesses, red blood vessels, standing in the middle of a mass of horrendous bodies, reeking of blood.

I asked in an unfeeling voice.

"Two dead! Three serious injuries! There are seven minor injuries."

The blood prosecutor, who also serves as the first chief and chief, reported after checking the number of people. The impression of red blood has hardened coldly.

"Are you out of your mind?" "I'm barely fighting these little bastards, and I can't believe there are two deaths."

And how have you been training all this time?"

There was a scolding from the mouth of the red blood.

They're the best assassin experts in the organization, and they've suffered so much damage against these bandits.

It was a huge blow to his pride.

"Which squad is the dead?"

"The 9th and 11th members. Unexpectedly, the axe of Heukrangchaeju Heukrangbu Imgae must have been fierce.

Green Rim Oppa didn't come from nothing."

"No matter how hard he is, he's just a bandit.

Tell the 9th and 11th chiefs that there will be reprimand when they return.

And seriously injured, three months of special reinforcement training, hell haze! A minor injury is a month.

Of course, on the premise that you're alive until the end of this operation!"The face of the chief blood sword turned pale at the word of hell.

"Poor guys!"

But it was a natural price to pay. There was no mercy here to throw at the weak.

"Yes, sir."

"You're going to make a mess of things after two of these little bastards." Useless!"

"There was an unexpected master among them. He was the one who used the sword."

"The bandit sword...…?"

It was a weapon that didn't really.

"Based on his methods, I think it's the transfer science of military discipline."

Twelve-blood horsepower was not a sham unit that ignored information only with power.

"The knowledge you accumulated fills the river, the Gunja Minor's transport theory of bandits?"

At least this report surprised the red blood. But that extravagant feeling was only for a brief.

"What about him?"

At the moment, the blood test forgot what to say. He was in a position where he had nothing to say.

"I'm sorry, I missed it."

The bottom line of this operation is that we should never leave survivors behind.

The gaze of a living terrifying reproach penetrated the whole body of the blood sword. His body trembled.

"I'll hold you accountable later. What about him now?"

The tone was as if a wind was blowing.

"The eighth unit sent a tracking unit."

"Really?"

Only then did his face, which had been hardened, unraveled a little.

The eighth generation was Jo, who specialized in follow-up techniques. They've never missed a game before.

"Search every inch of that horizon and make sure you get rid of it. If I fail, I will bite the bullet with my life.

We never leave a mark. Be sure to exterminate.

From now on, we're going to reorganize the troops. Do it!"

"Yes, sir."

"As soon as the maintenance is done, it is retraceable. And release the bait! King Noknim will take the bait.

Use the seriously wounded for bait! That's great. You don't have to hurt me on purpose.

And get rid of him no matter what! That's it!"

It was an ice-cold order.

"Bring it on!"

One seriously injured but not too uncomfortable to move around was changed into the clothes of Noknimdo Island, where he died one by one.

He played a role by touching his face.

The wound was not fake anyway, so blood was still seeping out of the bandage. It was the image of a loser.

In a moment the man had turned into a wounded bandit pawn.

His stabbing life had already been cut deep into his body.

People in this kind of work tend to live together.

Sometimes it was difficult to continue this business if I could not hide my life.

"If you go and do your job properly, I'll cut the haze in half in consideration of the ball."

The red-blooded words made him look so sensitive. That's how hard the hell haze has trained.

It was a difficult process for themselves.

It was a big mistake that the bandit underestimated the axe of the Black Rangbu Imgae.

"Go!"

"Bring it on!"

When the order of red blood fell, he quickly moved his new body and disappeared to the side of the 72-year-old quarters where King Noknim lived.

"I'm pulling out!"

At the behest of the Red Blood, their new form disappeared as if it had fallen to the ground.

Behind their departure, only the cold silence of death remained with a deep bloody smell.

Doo Doo Doo Doo!

The sound of a powerful force hitting the ground.

"Whoa!"

A wagon running along the mountain road stopped at the coachman's order with the sound of several horses' hooves knocking on the ground.

The sudden braking caused the horses to move violently.

It was not long ago that a black wagon pulled by four horses stopped at the scene of a tragedy in which the bandits of Heukrangchae died en masse.Squeak!

The door of the carriage opened and an ecstatic beautiful woman appeared in it.

She had to cover her nose with a handkerchief in the blood spilling out of the moment.

"That's terrible."

Her beautiful ARMY relationship wrinkled lightly. Her lake-like eyes were filled with disgust.

"Who did this?"

The old man sitting in the coachman's seat replied.

"Based on the signs found all over the body, I think they are bandits of Heuknangchae, one of the Green Forest Opae.

Green Rim Opae is a highly trained place unlike any other bandit.

He died without being able to rebel properly.

Everyone's wounds are terribly clean. Judging from their wounds, it must be the work of experts.

It's a scary skill."

"Then...."

It was then. Suddenly the elder put his finger to his mouth and signaled to be quiet.

She immediately picked up the white corn and covered her red lips.

The elder's keen eyes and ears looked around.

Pot!

At that moment, the elder's eyes flashed sharply and his hands stretched out faster than the wind.

A flash disappeared from his fingertips as if being sucked into the grass.

Go away!

The swaying sound of grass stimulated my ears.

"Did you miss it?"

"I'm ashamed of myself. There was a reaction, but I think I missed it. That's a pretty fast rat."

"It's all right, I'll leave here sooner than later. I'm worried that something happened to them."

"Yes, Sozer!"

In fact, her concern for their safety was ridiculous in her organization and background.

She wasn't ashamed of it at all. Rather, she took all this for granted.

"Come on!"

Slap!

As the elder whip broke through the air, the wagon's wheels began to roll again.

Red blood was quite unpleasant. It was understandable.

Because one of his subordinates, who had been left to clean up the mess, returned after being rained on his shoulder.

The untrustworthy and clumsy subordinate was helpless, covering his right shoulder with his left hand.

"When did I become the leader of such weak men?"

I couldn't stand the swearing. How can I go back and face my lord?

My face was burning and I couldn't stand my face.

"I think I'll have to make you cut your bones again!"

According to the law of steel, which had been passed down for a hundred years, there was no need for a weak man in the shadow of heaven.

"That's quite a high-flying skill."

The chief blood prosecutor said after examining the wounds of his humble subordinate.

Memorization through the shoulder is a common thing that can be obtained anywhere.

It was hard to identify the sender by itself. More information was needed.

"It wasn't an ordinary coachman's skill. I thought you were hiding your signs completely...…."

The injured man, 512, replied. Unit 512 meant the 5th to 12th crew.

There was no name for them but the great master and the leader.

He seemed to want to make an excuse for room 512.

"I'm sure he's a master. If I hadn't avoided it, it would have penetrated the heart."

The blood test's judgment is probably accurate. He has never been wrong in this significant judgment.

"In addition..."

Room 512 still seemed to have something to say.

"Do you still have something to say when you've been running away?"

Red blood asked with a sharp stare as if to retort.

"I'm ashamed of myself. But the man on the wagon is... It was.""What?"

Red blood almost grabbed him by the collar.

"Can you take responsibility for it?"

"I'll risk my life. I'm sure it's a silver fox."

Why didn't you say it first, you idiot?"

An angry red blood ranted.

The fact that the room is now weak and even becoming stupid had to feel despair.

"Bring this fact to the top of your head and get some countermeasures.

And look into who the horseman is! I'm sure it's not an ordinary person."

"All right."

The twelve-blood harnesses began to be busy at the command of red blood. Then a hawk flapped its wings and flew up into the sky.

Reunion

A sharp knife flashed in the air.

And something called flesh, or meat, brutally under the blade.

I was mutilated. The owner of the knife had no blood, no tears.

Sshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Phew!

Crunch, crunch, crunch!

Once! Twice! Three times! Four times...

How many knives have there been...….

Dark and vivid red!

Blood flowed like a stream through the cuts. A handful of guts poured out.

Smiling!

A fishy smile formed in the mouth of the mysterious man holding a knife. He reached out brutally and brutally pulled out the gut that had been sticking out.

"Hhhhhh!"

The mysterious man smiled and licked the red blood on his hands. It was a terrible sight.

Fire!

A fierce flame burned violently.

"We have 10 servings of Ohyang Jangyuk."

With Sook-soo's cry, Jeomsoy quickly ran with the dish.

"Why are you so late?" You're going to bring it after it sticks to your back?"

The salinity burst into a strong complaint. There were still 40 more servings of food to bring.

Now the kitchen was a total war to digest large orders.

"Hehe……, I'm sorry, sir! I'll be right back."

Jeomsoy, frozen by the terrible spirit of salinity, bent back and hehe.

"Hurry up."

Said the fierce glow of the salinity. At the moment, Jeomsoy trembled with fear of shivering.

It was absurd that such ordinary people were directly in the eye of a salinity-like master.

I was lucky I didn't pee.

This place was not a very common common glass.

As soon as he entered Samyangseong Fortress, he asked for the best guest cup in this castle.

Sometimes when it rains, water from poor ceilings often causes new flooding.

It was a place that was different from such a Samryo business, proudly operating under the name of the first-class.

Sunpyeongnu!

The delegation of Cheonmu Hakgwan, which has a large budget, decided to choose this place as today's accommodation.

And food was about to come out at the urging of salinity, which seemed to eat people if they were a little late.

"Where is Ryuyeon?"

Salinity, which looked around the restaurant almost rented, tilted its head.

"I went out to look around the village."

Hyorong, who was sitting with Mo Yong-wi and Changhong, replied.

"Chat! You must have chased Yerin out again."

The salinity grumbled a little.

"The child still seems to be avoiding people."

Na-Yerin couldn't have left the party to watch something.

She seemed to have had a hard time hanging out with this group.

Na-Yerin deliberately fled, no matter how many alumni gathered.

Even in salinity, it was easier to lead people.

Especially during mealtimes, the officials no longer peeked at Na-Yerin and ate rice or soup.No, I didn't want to look ugly pouring into my clothes.

"Hwi! Sang! You guys go out and get it. I don't want you to cause any trouble...…."

But Yeomdo himself knew what a futile wish it was.

"Yes!"

Mo Yong-hwi and Namgung-sang immediately got up from their seats and went outside.

"Well, I'll be back with you."

A moment after the two went outside, the restless Wi Jicheon finally jumped out of his seat and said.

He could never let the two of them meet. All sorts of delusions came to his mind.

"Why are you?"

With a sour look on his face, Salinity asked questionably.

"So...."

Salinity did not give Wi Jicheon a chance to speak.

"No work, sit down!"

Denial was an unacceptable tone. Inevitably, Wi Jicheon relapsed into tears.

His cheeks swelled up as if he couldn't control his anger.

It was clear that he was probably spouting a bunch of salinity inside.

Whether Wi Jicheon was offended or not, the salinity seemed to have nothing to do with it.

"Why are you acting so individually these days?" Come on, let's eat!

Salinity uttered a blunt word and quickly teased chopsticks.

"Again, you're avoiding me!"

The elegant steps that I had taken lightly stopped flinching.

"Yerin, why do you keep avoiding me?" You've been trying to keep your distance since you left Hwanma-dong.

What the hell is the reason?"

Na-Yerin turned her head and looked at Ryu-Yeon.

Her face was covered with white cotton to avoid people's attention.

This is because if you don't do this, a huge number of men come to you all the time.

But such conduct was as innocent as covering the sun with your palm.

Her beauty was too great to be covered by a piece of cotton.

As she approached Na-Yerin, Ryu-Yeon moved her hand and tried to grab her wrist.

Na-Yerin, whose instinct was uninhabited at the moment, avoided Ryu-Yeon's hand and instead grabbed Ryu-Yeon's wrist using Geum Nasu.

Ryu-Yeon had no intention of grabbing Na-Yerin's wrist from the start.

But Na-Yerin still doesn't know she's trapped.

Ryu-Yeon, caught by a heavenly beauty, looked down in the dumps despite having to jump for joy.

"Crying, crying, Yerin. What do I do now?"

"……?"

Na-Yerin couldn't understand why Ryu-Yeron suddenly burst into such a pretentious cry.

"Moo, what's wrong?"

"Crying, I'm all married now."

Na-Yerin was still incomprehensible.

"What's the reason?"

Ryu-Yeon's crying became even worse. He looked as if he was in despair.

"While I was off guard, I was grabbed by a woman who was out of control. Now I've defiled my virginity.

Now how do I get married to someone else?

Na-Yerin put on an absurd look at Ryu-Yeon's desperate cry.

"I've never heard of a man losing his temper when he's grabbed by a woman.

I've heard that ordinary women, not Kang Ho-in, are caught on the wrist by a foreign man.…."

During Na-Yerin's problem, Ryu-Yeon's crying stopped.

"What are you talking about? It's a story you only know and you two don't know. Men and women are equal!

That's why we have a shared responsibility! It's not fair for a man to do that!"

Ryu-Yeon expressed his opinion confidently without hesitation in a strong tone, as if he had cried for a moment.

Then he grinned and added one more word."So I'm gonna have to take responsibility."

Na-Yerin smirked at Ryu-Yeon's unhesitating remark.

"Well, you're a man of your own."

With the laughter, the tension was relieved and much of the awkwardness was gone before I knew it.

"Now you can tell me what's wrong" You have to take responsibility for me."

It was Ryu-Yeon, who was still asserting responsibility.

Na-Yerin thought she might be able to speak now.

"Ryuyeon…, I'm afraid."

Na-Yerin began to speak in a low voice.

"What are you so afraid of?"

Na-Yerin had forgotten for a while, or consciously forgotten and tried, because of the fantasy of the horsemaid.

The nightmares of the past had to come back to life.

As a result, misogyny was showing signs of a recurrence.

I didn't realize it when there were two people in the collapsed darkness.

After leaving there, I felt the fact clearly as I came across several men who bothered me again.

That's why even Ryu-Yeon avoided it.

I've become more sensitive to the various rituals that flow in since the Hwanma-dong incident.

It was so hard for her to be among people.

And there was one more reason why Naerin avoided Ryu-Yeon.

"I feel like I'm not myself. When I'm with you, I'm usually...

I become a completely different me. It's hard to keep calm and calm.

Something tells me it's not who I am. I'm so afraid of that fact."

Na-Yerin was covering half her face with cotton, but even the snow-white cotton didn't completely cover her beauty.

Rather, it only emphasized the mystery of her beauty.

Ryu-Yeon looked straight into her endless deep eyes like the night sky.

Ryu-Yeon was the only man who could look straight into her seemingly engrossing deep eyes.

Everyone quickly turned away when they met her eyes. Because he felt as if his mind was being read thoroughly. And that was the case.

Her complexion was very dark. It seemed clear that he had been considerably troubled by this. Ryu-Yeon said without hesitation.

"Isn't that also Yerin's self?" Yerin is fine just the way she is.

The changing self remains the same.

Wouldn't it be too boring to have no change in your life?" And don't worry if you're different from others.

You don't have to be the same as others. Not funny! It's just so normal and monotonous.

Change is a natural thing. So don't try and consciously reject it."

That was something no one has ever told her.

"And I'll be satisfied with this because you didn't forget to call my name today.

So don't forget to take responsibility for me later."

Ryu-yeon smiled slightly. Na-Yerin could feel the warmth touching her heart. Ryu-Yeon continued to talk.

"So don't be so troubled and distressed by yourself. Yerin is not alone. Why do you think you're alone?" I'm here to carry a heavy burden with you.

I'll let you. Yerin deserves to be the happiest in the world."

"RYUYEON……!"

Ryu-Yeon's words resonated in Na-Yerin's heart like a magical language. It even felt like the sunshine of a spring day.Na-Yerin felt the snow in the middle of winter, which had been piled up in her mind, melted little by little.

Her heart, which was like a desert, was dripping with warm rain and wetting the earth.

The barrenness of dry emotion was sprouting regeneration.

And it was a very mysterious and unfamiliar feeling for her.

The ice river that froze in the swirling snowstorm seems to be loosening.

"Don't worry. And just say it. No matter what it is, it will disappear from the world in a blink of an eye.

Even if it's the Jade Emperor or the King of the Underworld, it's refreshingly destroying the first place. What's the big deal?"

It was Ryu-Yeon, who smiled innocently and casually said something very scary.

Even Na-Yerin was mortified by Ryu-Yeon's radical comments.

It was thought, "No, I don't have to dismiss him," but I didn't dare to stop him from burning.

A graceful smile hung around her mouth.

Oh, you finally laughed."

Ryu-Yeon laughed together. The veil was hidden, but it couldn't be any obstacle to Ryu-Yeon's eyes.

"……?"

Na-Yerin casually put her hand around her mouth.

"Are you laughing?"