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< To the Murim Alliance (1) >
Kwak Du-pal was the owner of Heukungchae, a black trout farm that operated at the intersection of Habuk and Hanam. He was in a very good mood right now.
“Hahahaha! You guys! Let’s drink to death today!”
A feast was held for the first time in a long while in the usually poor Sanchae. This was because an unexpected jackpot had been hit just a few hours ago.
“Bring all the alcohol you have!”
“Woooooo!”
The excited bandits roamed around the mountain hut almost half-naked. They poured alcohol into their bellies and ate food with their hands in a barbaric manner.
It was like the Nokrimdo people who thought that being savage was manly.
In one corner of the mountain village where the banquet was taking place, people who had been captured a few hours ago were shivering.
Kwak Du-pal laughed heartily when he saw them.
“Hahahaha! I have to take care of the guests too. Someone, bring them something to eat!”
“yeah!”
One of the drunken bandits put food in a dog bowl and placed it in front of the hostages. Then he dropped his pants.
“Wrap it up warm and eat it!”
When the bandit peed into the dog food bowl, the other bandits burst into laughter.
“Me, Nari. Please save me···.”
Most of those taken were women and children. All the men who could fight were killed.
After a fierce battle, many of Heukungchae’s bandits were killed, but none of them mourned the deaths of their comrades.
Because they found a chest full of jewels in the wagon they raided.
‘Kuuuuuu. It feels like a tooth that was hurting has fallen out.’
Kwak Du-pal felt very good.
It was good that he made a lot of money by robbing the carriage, and it was even better that the debt collector who had been eyeing his position died fighting the master guarding the carriage.
‘That debt collector. I was planning on killing him sooner or later since his brain has gotten so big lately.’
Honestly, if we had confronted him head on, I might have lost.
The debt collector was young and strong. He had quite a few followers.
“Hehehe. Master Chae. Please try this.”
Those guys who used to be like that are now coming to me and farting because they want to live.
“This is deer meat that I caught myself in the mountains a few days ago.”
The man who was the debt collector’s right-hand man brought a tray of alcohol and meat to Kwak Du-pal in a mean manner.
Kwak Du-pal said with a pleased smile.
“Hahaha. There’s no need for this. Aren’t I originally a generous lender?”
“Oh, of course. So we too···.”
Phew!
At that moment, the man’s head flew into the air. Kwak Du-pal swung his axe like lightning and cut him down.
Chae-ju laughed heartily and spoke to the bandits who had frozen for a moment.
“Hahahaha! I’ll kill this guy and forgive the rest! What are you guys doing? Hurry up and stop drinking!”
The slightly awkward atmosphere began to ease as more alcohol was poured in. The guys who were part of the debt-owning faction rolled their eyes and looked around.
“Hahahaha!”
Bandits gathered around Gwak Du-pal, who had once again seized power in the mountains, to flatter him.
“Your Majesty!”
They chattered about dirty jokes and dirty gossip about the martial arts world.
“At this upcoming martial arts competition, the leader is talking···.”
“Have you heard the rumor that the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world has appeared?”
“Well, that bitch has been hitting on more than one expert!”
While they were talking like that, a bandit who had recently visited the upper village spoke.
“Master Chae. Have you ever heard of the Yihyeop Twin Swords?”
“Double Sword of the Righteous Knights? What’s that lame nickname?”
“Those are the two of them. They come down from the north, go around looking for wild animals, and pick fights. Several places have already been raided.”
Kwak Du-pal snorted.
“You’re just a bunch of rookies from the martial arts world. If you suffer a hard time and pay a ransom to the sect to get released, you’ll come to your senses.”
“Just in case, we should be careful too···.”
He cut off Kwak Du-pal’s subordinate’s words and bluffed.
“I have never seen a real master among those with the nicknames ‘righteousness’ or ‘chivalry.’”
Meanwhile, Kwak Du-pal showed off his strong arms.
“The nickname should be something like ‘Black Wind’ like this Kwak Du-pal. Don’t you think so?”
‘Idiot.’
‘Isn’t this kid ashamed of the nickname he made himself?’
Whatever the case, the subordinates were trying to please Kwak Du-pal. That way, they would at least get some rice cakes after a while.
‘Don’t even let a woman touch you unless you touch her first.’
‘This kid should have died instead of the debt collector.’
The bandits’ gaze was turned towards the women they had brought along.
They were men who lived like beasts even in normal times.
When alcohol was added to the mix, they were desperate to vent their desires.
The only reason they were holding back was because they were afraid of Chaeju Gwak Du-pal’s martial arts skills.
He was a first-class master, rare even among the Nokrimdo.
“Hehehe. You horny little bastards. Take a look and masturbate.”
Kwak Du-pal, who was moderately drunk, got up and walked towards the women. He thoroughly enjoyed the envious gazes pouring in from behind him.
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The first woman chosen by Kwak Du-pal, who walked briskly, was a middle-aged woman with a pretty face but who was somewhat older.
“Hehehe. I guess I’m getting old. These days, I like being mature rather than young.”
A middle-aged woman looked up at him with a terrified face.
“Oh, oh …
“Hehehe. You bitch. Doesn’t the fact that you beg like that make you want to do it more?”
Kwak Du-pal tore the woman’s clothes apart. The woman screamed.
“Ahh!”
Gwak Du-pal, his eyes bloodshot and bloodshot, gulped and spoke.
“Kuhahaha. Look at this girl. She’s already screaming with joy.”
The middle-aged woman’s clothes were torn to shreds. Screams and cries erupted. A large hand forcibly spread the woman’s legs apart. The excited Kwak Du-pal lost half of his reason.
And then a stone flying from afar hit the back of Kwak Du-pal’s head.
-Bam!
“Ugh!”
Kwak Du-pal let out a single scream. His pants were halfway down, so he couldn’t keep his balance and stumbled, falling to the floor in an ugly manner.
“Your Majesty!”
“What kind of kid is that!”
Chae-Ang! Chae-Ang!
The bandits drew their weapons and looked in the direction the stones had come from.
At the entrance to the mountain village, two people in shabby clothes were walking towards us.
They were Daein and Namgung Hyeon, with faces worn out with fatigue.
However, recently, it has been more often called by the nickname of Yihyeop Twin Swords.
“This is the third time today… is that right?”
The man asked in a hoarse voice. Then Namgung Hyeon sighed and answered.
“No. It’s the fourth.”
“······.”
They came walking with a heavy burden, each holding a cheap iron sword, after a month of being skin and bones touching.
“Kaaaak! What kind of kid is that!”
Kwak Du-pal, who had jumped up, glared at them and shouted. His head was cracked and blood was flowing from the back of his head, but he was not dead.
It was because the stone that the Great One had just thrown had almost no internal energy in it.
“I’m so tired I could die.”
The man grumbled and looked around the mountain village.
Bandits who looked almost half naked.
The food and drinks they prepared messily.
And on one side, there were people who had been kidnapped and were treated badly.
The man muttered nervously.
“Why are there so many bandits in the martial arts world?”
Suddenly, it occurred to me that if the little boy had seen this, he would have asked, “Are you doing something good again, mister?”
‘No, that’s not it.’
The great man was not that broad-minded. He was not some kind of Sesco, and there was no service that sought out and eradicated invisible villains.
This was just a training method devised by some annoying old man.
The man grumbled as he walked inside the mountain village.
“Does it make sense to destroy all the wild vegetables on the way to the Murim Alliance?…”
It also blocks the use of the internal energy of the danjeon.
Hang heavy iron weights on your arms and legs,
Not only that, but the person’s physical abilities were weakened by half due to the bloodletting.
The man recalled what Manbaknogoe had said.
-You guys need to learn how to fight without relying on your immense internal energy and physical abilities.-
So far so good.
But why do we have to fight bandits?
To that question, Manbaknogoe answered like this.
-They are guys who won’t leave any aftereffects no matter how many times you kill them, so they’re great as real-life opponents. You can’t fight a master in your current physical condition, so bandits are the best opponents to practice your martial arts skills against. Kkul-
Thus began the journey of the two people who have recently begun to be called the medical twin swords.
“Phew···.”
Namgung Hyun also sighed next to Daein. Although not as much as Daein, she was also undergoing quite difficult training.
Namgung Hyun said with a little hope.
“Brother. But if we just go a little further, we’ll reach the Murim Alliance.”
Namgung Hyeon had become very accustomed to being called ‘older brother’ as he came here.
The man nodded.
“Yeah. I’ll rest a bit once I get to the Murim Alliance.”
“I want to sleep in bed for at least one day···.”
The two talked like office workers waiting for the first train out of the office at dawn after working overtime and staying up all night.
In a word, I felt like a loser.
“You’ll be able to rest once you arrive at the Murim Alliance.”
“I guess so. I’m sure it will be like that.”
The two men walked to where the bandits were gathered. The bandits drew their weapons and surrounded them.
“You crazy bastards. Where the hell do you think you are barging into?”
“Those two guys? Aren’t those the same guys who wield the Yi Chi-Dong Swords?”
“It looks weak because it’s so flimsy…”
The man raised his arm, which weighed a thousand pounds. The sword was so heavy that its tip trembled.
“Ugh… Let’s finish this quickly.”
The two men ran straight towards the enemies.
Since he couldn’t use even a single ounce of his internal energy, his movements were considerably slow. Even the bandits laughed at him.
Kwak Du-pal caressed the back of his head and shouted at his subordinates.
“Cut off those bastards’ limbs and bring them to me!”
The bandits, armed with weapons, charged forward, shouting.
WHEEK!
The man turned his upper body to the side to avoid the sword that was piercing his chest. Then, spears and axes flew from both sides.
He unfolded his dharma and took a step to the left.
The spear tip grazed his shoulder, and the axe swung its sword upward, deflecting it.
Kyaang!
The man twisted the tip of his sword with just a flick of his wrist. Whirl. The blade dug into the neck of the axe-wielding bandit as if it were alive.
Blood spurted out like a fountain as he pulled the iron sword out of his neck. The man took another step to the side. The blade pierced the space where he had been standing.
Whirlyrick!
As if he had prepared for this move in advance, the man rotated his body 360 degrees.
His sword drew a graceful arc.
Pok! Pok ok pok!
Bandits were killed or wounded by swords, like moths drawn to a flame.
From behind, it looked like the bandits were rushing to commit suicide.
“Are you drunk, kids?”
“That, that’s not it. That guy. He’s not that fast, but strangely···.”
As he said that, the bandit was backing away when an iron sword was thrust into his chest.
Phew!
The man frowned as he tried to pull out his iron sword. The sword was caught in his bone and would not come out.
-Keep on going. If you rely on the sword, you’ll end up using the first method roughly.-
For that reason, the Manbaknogoe confiscated Shalit.
“f*ck.”
The man sighed and dropped his iron sword, sitting down on the spot. An axe passed over his head with a gruesome sound.
Phew-!
The man picked up a fallen sword from the floor and bounced it up like a water spring. The movement was as natural as flowing water.
Crunch! The blunt blade broke the bandit’s neck. He didn’t use his internal energy and his weapon wasn’t very good, so he couldn’t cut it down.
The great man let go of Park Do-do’s hand without a second thought. Then, he snatched the sword of the man who was rushing at him from the side and swung it.
Phew!
“This is a little better.”
He couldn’t use his immense internal energy at all, his once superior physical abilities had become ordinary, and even the weapons he was holding were cheap.
A situation where even a little carelessness can lead to great harm.
Naturally, my concentration was pushed to its limit.
‘If things get really dangerous, there might be a monster watching from somewhere who will come and save me… But that’ll be later.’
Swing your sword, move your body, and react subtly to your surroundings.
Even when it comes to using just one herb or a method of cooking, I am now careful.
In the past, I would have suppressed these bandits with my overwhelming internal energy. But now, I had no choice but to focus on even the smallest movements.
“Phew···. Phew···.”
The man stopped in his tracks, catching his ragged breath.
The stragglers were retreating.
Instead, the leader of the bandits who had hit the back of his head with a rock earlier came walking briskly, holding an axe.
“Get out of the way, you f*cking idiots!”
Kwak Du-pal stepped forward, leading his large body. A menacing aura rose from his body.
The man knew at a glance that his opponent was a first-class expert.
‘It’s impossible to fight a first-class expert in this condition…’
He couldn’t use his internal energy, and his body was restricted. All he had in his hand was a cheap sword.
More than anything, I was tired. To be honest, I didn’t want to fight.
‘Should I throw it away?’
At that moment, as if reading the great man’s thoughts, Manbaknogoe sent a telegram.
[If you beat him, I’ll give you three days off from training.]
“Haaap!”
The man rushed at Kwak Du-pal like lightning.
< To the Murim Alliance (1) > End
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