Login Murim Chapter 885
Naturally, no more touching reunion took place.
Not only was it only a few days away at best, but it wasn’t a situation where I could pretend to know him right away.
‘There will be a chance soon.’
I walked across the grounds of the imperial palace, which was so vast that it could be described as vast, and looked around.
Structure and location of buildings. The number of Golden Guards visible everywhere and even the outsiders who came in to prepare for this banquet.
And in the process, I noticed something unexpected.
‘what?’
The steps stopped with a question in mind.
With narrowed eyes, I watched a group of people carrying boxes just ten steps ahead.
“for a moment. “It’s this way.”
“one two. hop!”
“This is an item given by Grandfather Gwangrok. “It is more precious than all your lives combined, so handle it carefully.”
“yes. “Do you think it is possible?”
Clean but old clothes showing signs of wear and tear here and there, and wrinkles on the face that reflect the hardships of life.
Even though they were sweating, they smiled and smiled at what appeared to be low-ranking officials, and carried mountains of goods without stopping.
Just earning a day’s work and living day by day, no different from other workers. but······.
‘different.’
I felt it.
I feel a very faint sense of heterogeneity from them.
It was an intuition that had been refined through countless practical experiences and crises of life and death, and it was so secretive that it would not have been noticed if one had not reached the current level.
‘They are not ordinary workers.’
Even though I didn’t feel any special force, this was the only thing that occurred to me.
‘It smells bloody.’
It’s like a stigma that can’t be erased no matter how much you wash it.
The sour smell of sweat and the smell of blood, which even the old smell of old clothes could not completely hide, was coming out of their bodies.
‘Murim people?’
A question passes through my mind. But it is still uncertain.
Are they martial arts people who voluntarily took acid to hide their power, or is it simply an illusion caused by the current situation that forces them to react sensitively to everything that happens around them?
‘You’ll find out when you check.’
I moved closer to watch them a little more closely. No, we were all going to go.
The next moment, a carriage, unable to withstand its weight, tilted towards me.
simplicity and honesty. Wow!
There was a loud roar and wooden fragments flew around. The official held his head as he saw the silver coins and various jewelry pouring out of the box.
“No, what is this?”
“S-sorry. The person stopped because he loaded the luggage incorrectly…
“Have you seen such a foolish old man! Forget the apology and go ahead and pick it up! “If there is even one damaged item, I will attack you!”
“Yes. All right.”
It was an old man who bowed his head sharply towards the official who turned around with a shout.
He was thin and small, like a tree that had lost its life. He came limping on one leg and looked at me with frightened eyes.
“Are you okay, Sir? Are you injured in any way due to this old man’s mistake?
mistake. It’s a mistake.
I muttered to myself and answered calmly.
“it’s okay. “There are no injuries.”
“Whew. “You’re welcome.”
“Iknow, right. “I was surprised that a carriage that seemed fine suddenly collapsed.”
The old man saw the smile on my lips and lowered his head again with a bewildered face.
“Soin, I would like to apologize once again.”
“What. By the way, can you help me? Just by looking at it, it looks like there’s a lot to pick up.”
“Oh my, how can that be? I feel sorry that the high-ranking person speaks so highly…
“I am not a high-ranking person. “I’m sure you already know a little about it, right?”
Pure company in that moment
A strange current flowed among the workers who were approaching to resolve the situation. And in a silence so short that no one noticed, the old man slowly opened his mouth.
“If you could help me, I would really appreciate it.
yo. this.”
“Then that’s it.”
I nodded, squatted down and started picking up the spilled items.
He spoke quietly, as if that was his only purpose, but continued to stare at the elderly man with his eyes.
In the end, it was he, not me, who broke the silence first.
“How did you know?”
I chuckled at the one word that admitted everything.
“You’re quick to admit it.”
“I just hate wasting time. “This is especially true for old people like me who don’t have much time left to live.”
“Are you a martial artist? “What is your affiliation?”
“It’s rude to answer a question with a question. “Keep that in mind.”
“What is that?”
“How did know? “I was confident that no one would notice.”
As if I had never done that before, I gave a short answer to the elderly man whose eyes were shining brightly.
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“It smells bloody.”
The elderly man was not surprised. He frowned and pounded his body here and there, then regained his appetite and said:
“I’m getting older, so what’s wrong with my nose? “It only smells like an old man’s hoarseness.”
“That also happens. Now that we’ve already talked about it, let’s create some distance between us. “It’s a little hard to breathe.”
“I thought he was only strong in martial arts, but he turns out to be amazingly good at smelling.”
“Do you know me?”
“know. Information is essential for things like this. But even if I hadn’t heard much information in advance, I would have noticed right away.” “how?”
“It smells bloody.”
For a moment, I was speechless, and the voice of an elderly person reached my ears.
“You didn’t know? The smell of blood lingers over you too. “It wouldn’t be strange if he was called a murderous ghost rather than a divine dragon.”
!”
“Ah, there is no need to look at me like that. It’s a compliment after all. “Why isn’t there a saying like that?”
The old man grinned. A terrible stench wafted from between the black and yellow teeth.
“If you kill a hundred people, you are called an assassin, and if you kill a thousand people, you are called a hero. “If you kill 10,000 people, you will become king.”
My mouth feels rough as if I chewed sand. I stared at the elderly man emitting a foul odor right in front of me.
‘What on earth?’
I don’t feel good. Just seeing it makes me feel like a chill goes down my spine.
Even in the martial arts world where numerous human groups are mixed together, this type of person is not easy to find.
“Who are you?”
“You are the great senior of the martial arts world. Now, does your teacher know that his student is being so spoiled?”
“Someone I met recently said that it is rude to answer a question with a question.”
The elderly man, who was looking at me with his eyes wide open, laughed out loud.
“This is a real hit.”
“If you’re all smiling, please answer now.”
“Why are you asking when you know? My children and I are also martial arts people. “Not much different from you.”
“Personally, I think it’s very different, but is it just a misunderstanding on my part?”
“There is no need to worry. “Although we are not part of the Murim Alliance, we are like comrades in the same boat.” “What is that…
At that time, when I was speechless, a thought suddenly crossed my mind.
“no way?”
“Ma Taegam. “Is this a sufficient answer?”
“Each person has their own position and role. You too, go back now and wait for your time. “If I attract more attention than this, it’ll be bothersome.”
After saying those words, the elderly man stood up and bowed to me.
“We will take care of the rest, so you can stop now. lily.” It was a clear order to congratulate the guests, and at the same time, it was smoke directed at watchers who were probably watching this place from somewhere.
No, calling it simple acting at this level is close to disparaging.
Elderly people are like old workers themselves, and their movements are as if they were all in one.
“Please enter carefully, Sir. Well then, enough about the little people…
Jerk. Jerk.
And as I looked at the back of the elderly man limping and moving boxes, I thought that I might finally know the identity of those people disguised as workers.
Even in this vast forest where countless human groups roam, there is a certain group of people who move in such a perfectly hidden manner.
Plus, that terrible bloody smell.
Right now at this moment. There was only one word that came to my mind.
Killing hand.
If there is a group of people that even the martial arts people, who are full of all kinds of mental patients and people with insensitivity to safety, are reluctant to get close to, there are certain members who always appear.
Salgwi. Madhu. An old man who seems to have something, a beautiful woman wearing a cotton thread, etc.
They are by no means as easy to find as the legendary Japanese first team, but the martial arts people who have the slightest mental intelligence and who dream of moving to Longevity Village decades later are quick to avoid them.
reason? Simple.
Even if you touch it or just be around it, an ominous feeling creeps into you.
And among them, salsu is one of the three most avoided occupations, following salgwi and madhu.
So to speak, he is a bastard of three great kings.
No one denies or questions this.
In fact, among the three great heavenly kings, there were quite a few people who ranked assassination first, and there was one person around me who gave me similar advice.
It was a bit ironic that the friendly advisor’s nickname was none other than Salseong (殺星).
‘Actually, it wasn’t ironic, it was almost like a black comedy.’
I thought to myself and kept walking.
Suddenly, it occurred to me that I had no idea where the road I was walking on was leading, but that thought was quickly buried by the conversation with Salseong that came to mind.
‘Salgwi or madhu are better. But avoid spraying under any circumstances.’ ‘why? Aren’t we all the same crazy people anyway?’
‘Your head is no different from a stone filled with stone, so I’ll give you a quick example. Let’s imagine that you are eating in your guest house when suddenly a snake or horse comes into your room. ‘What would you say?’ ‘It’s like shit. ‘I’m eating.’
‘That’s not wrong, but think more deeply before answering.’
‘They said they would throw a stone at me. ‘I don’t want to think about it, so can you just tell me?’
‘I think you forgot for a moment, so I’ll tell you, I can break a stone with my fist.
Of course, a head made of stone is no exception.’
‘My thoughts were short. ‘Can you give me a moment?’
‘You’ve become a little smarter.’
‘thank you. hmm. First, look carefully at the signs of the snake and the madhu…
‘Yes, it is urgent to carefully leave the place first.’
*no. ‘I’m going to hit first.’
‘•… “How on earth did the Fire King teach you?’
Salseong, who looked up to the sky and sighed, hit me twice on the head with a fist that could break a stone, and then said this.
‘To put it more simply, Salgwi and Madou are no different from crazy people who don’t care about what’s going on.’
‘Ugh, the head. Then isn’t it more dangerous? As you said earlier, if we meet in the guest house, the whole place could turn into a sea of blood.’
‘But there’s a good chance of survival.’
‘It is natural if inaction is high…
‘It’s not a matter of inaction. Those types of crazy people are so unpredictable that they kill or save people depending on their mood.’
‘They are really crazy people.’
‘But what do you think the life will be like?’ ‘As for Salsu, ah.’
‘I think I’ve got a bit of a feel for it now. right. These guys aren’t just crazy guys. Do whatever it takes to assassinate your target. That’s why a shooter can kill masters who are one or two moves ahead of him.’
‘Do whatever it takes to assassinate your target…
‘That’s why you need to be most careful with the spray and keep it far away. Do you understand?’ ‘yes. All right.’
‘Because the assassins have lost their place, you won’t be able to find many of them anymore, but still… what are you doing now?’
‘I’m packing my bags.’
‘why?’
‘They told me to avoid spraying water.’
‘Ah, are former assassins excluded?’
hmm.
I got hit a lot back then.
But it is also a memory that remains even more clearly.
The problem I face now is that I encountered that assassin right in the middle of the imperial palace.
‘If you were going to bring in the martial arts people, why did Masambo bring Salsu into the palace?’
That’s when I raised a question that couldn’t be solved right now.
“Stop.”
A sonorous voice pierced my ears.