32 – EP.3 Track and Encounter

***

The guy was different.

He wasn’t a fool who cried out for family honor,

He wasn’t a madman who was obsessed with becoming stronger with any kind of tenacity.

A guy who just lives life as it goes.

Even when he came in as his disciple, he wasn’t particularly impressed.

Also, how arrogant he was, he was the kind of guy who bet everything on what his sky-like teacher said.

– What are you looking at?

– Heh heh, don’t you know when you see it? I’m looking at the sky.

He talked white like a guru, so after breaking his head a few times, he became more docile.

She cared about the disciple.

such an odd human being. Because I haven’t met you in my life.

He didn’t try to look good, he didn’t aim for the top.

He didn’t want to achieve anything, he didn’t covet anything.

He just quietly practiced beside her.

– Why are you learning martial arts?

– Are you asking because you don’t know? I learn because my teacher tells me to.

The sound made me cripple my legs.

2 years of being with him.

The priest’s time, which seems to last forever, comes to an abrupt end one day.

– Open your eyes! open your eyes!

– Oh, that hurts. I thought I got used to it.

Traces of a sword piercing his chest. She had no choice but to watch with her own two eyes as dark red blood gushed out from the traces.

– Master. Ah, Master.

– Don’t tell me! Take a deep breath and collect your bets! hurry!

– late. The electricity supply has already been destroyed.

– Ahh…

His short story was empty. Confirming that, she let out a despairing sound.

– Do not cry. Master.

The disciple wipes his own tears with his fingertips.

Even while the flame of life is going out, the disciple smiles brightly and speaks.

– Master, we will meet again someday.

***

“……”

The Cheonma’s back was wet with cold sweat after waking up from bed.

Is it because of the calligraphy and painting that sleeps hugging each other? She removed it from her bosom and cleared her throat.

“Are you outside?”

“Yes, yes. Professor.”

The little servant at lunchtime approaches with quick steps.

“Are you on duty today? What did you say your name was?”

“It’s called Yeonhwa.”

“Yes. What time is it now?”

“It’s a celebration.”

“I can’t sleep, so bring me some light refreshments.”

“yes.”

Moments later, Yeon-hwa, who had a stiff body, creaked and brought refreshments.

“You will sit here too.”

She called the servant girl who was about to turn away and stop her.

“Yes? But.”

“Are you going to make me say it twice?”

“……”

The Heavenly Demon stumbled upon a cookie made by melting sugar and took a sip of tea.

Yeon-hwa didn’t know how to act in a situation like this, so she shook her butt a few times, but she couldn’t do anything special.

“Will you eat too?”

The Heavenly Demon asked if he was bothered by the fact that he was staring at his hand.

“I-I can’t. That’s the teacher’s food.”

“It’s my food, so giving it to you is also my heart. Eat it. If you don’t eat it, I will personally put it down your throat.”

“I’ll eat it thanks.”

Picking up the cookie with trembling hands, she turned her head and put it in her mouth.

A subtle sweet taste spread in your mouth.

“Okay, let’s talk about something. What would you like to talk about?”

Come on, tell me a funny story. As the Heavenly Demon spoke, Yeon-hwa moved her pupils around and chose the subject.

Perhaps it was fun, the Heavenly Demon watched it before opening her mouth.

“Okay. I’ll bring up the story, so you just listen. I’ll tell you about my student.”

“Are you talking about the teacher’s disciple?”

“Yes, it’s a story about a very ugly disciple.”

Even as she said that, she smiled.

Yeon-hwa had a disrespectful thought that it was like the smile of an innocent girl in love.

***

Soft moonlight lit up the room through the window.

“……”

Waking up from sleep, Namgung So-yeon glanced at the scenery outside the window and looked at the bed on the other side.

“Kuuu~~”

Snoring loudly, Inho fell asleep.

He seems to be getting a good night’s sleep and sometimes even scratches his stomach with his hands.

She didn’t think it was ugly or demeaning.

Rather, I thought it was a kind of charm that drew more attention.

As a cat looks at a strange toy, she continued to observe him with her eyes wide open.

All the men she has met so far are Moorim.

They were people who recited righteousness, hyeop, and chung like Buddhist chanting.

Her ego was so strong that even the slightest thing made a difference between life and death.

She thought it was stupid.

In that sense, In-ho was amazing.

I don’t think I’m a Murim person, but I have a well-trained body.

It seems that he has lived a rough life, but he is deeply learned from time to time.

An unknown person shrouded in a veil.

“He’s a fun guy.”

For what reason did he get arrested by the Demonic Cult?

Could it be a precious child somewhere?

I think about it.

So the Moorimmaeng proposed. There will be many means to help him.

That’s why it’s true that I’m worried.

‘If we pursue Confucius Kang in the Demonic Cult…’

So far, there is no sign of tracking, but if someone pursues him, it will be difficult.

It is because it is a very difficult task for her to protect ordinary people who do not know martial arts and go to the Murim League.

‘I have to go as unnoticed as possible.’

Hoping that the journey ahead was smooth, she lay down again and went to sleep.

“Kuaaah~”

‘Well. It might be annoying.’

Unfortunately, the night was long.

***

“Well….”

“Why is that?”

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Despite getting a good night’s sleep, my body was aching.

My body feels heavy and my head shakes, as if it was a light body ailment.

Well, I did overwork myself.

“No, it’s fine.”

“Yes. Please let me know if you feel unwell.”

I know very well that there has been a lot of delay because of me, so I decided to endure as much as I can.

We were going over the pass, but unlike when we were on the broad road, today it is a deserted place.

The only people I met while crossing the pass were two bots.

The summer sun was so strong that sweat poured down like rain.

It’s hot, so I think I’m sweating a lot?

There is also an illusion that the eyes are slightly out of focus.

“There, wait.”

A thick voice is heard, and three or four people block the road in front of us.

ah, please It’s such a clichéd appearance.

“What are you doing?”

When Namgung So-yeon asked the person in front of the crowd, the person in the lead smiled broadly and said,

“Did you dare to cross this hill without showing any sincerity to the owner of this mountain, Chae Kang-nim?”

“Sojeo, it looks like a bandit.”

“Yeah, it seems like that, right?”

When I whisper, she responds as if she saw a butterfly on the road.

To be honest, it’s not that scary. I couldn’t confirm my skills, but it was Namgung So-yeon who single-handedly invaded the Demonic School to assassinate the Heavenly Demon.

If she is your companion, why should you be afraid?

Or that I am now detached from death.

“I don’t want to make noise, but can you just let us go?”

Namgung So-yeon smiled brightly and told them, and laughter erupted from the other side.

“hahahahaha! Somewhere in the dojo where you learned a little bit of martial arts, you don’t know the fraction.”

“I’m going to kill the guy behind me right away, and we’ll spend the next four years taking care of ourselves.”

That was their last will.

***

Excluding the Heavenly Demon, everyone would unanimously say that if they were to choose the person who is the most skilled in infiltration, assassination, and tracking in Heukcheongyo.

Numerous powerful people lost their lives at her hands, and 80% of them died without even knowing they were dying.

The reason people of the political faction were afraid of her was that wherever she was hiding, she would always find her.

Even if he moved the residence of a factor in top secret, he was bound to be discovered within half an hour, and even with an escort, the object of protection became a cold corpse within two days.

It was said that being the target of her pursuit would soon die, and that it would be better to go and beg for mercy.

It was easy for her to follow In-ho’s trail.

Youngma, who had followed them all the way to Sacheon, gave a few pennies to Jeom So-yi at the inn and heard which direction they were heading and immediately followed.

As if what he had promised to the heavenly horse was not a bluff, the young horse came close enough to grab the backs of Namgung So-yeon and In-ho.

“Ummm…”

Unlike the traces on the wide and flat road, today the traces are sparsely erased and remain on the road with few people.

“I thought there would be a group of people with pretty good skills, but… I didn’t expect it to be this much.”

This was obviously an action in anticipation of the chase.

If they do come face to face, she thinks, she’ll have to be careful.

As I ran further, the fishy smell of blood stung my nose.

“Are you bandit? You handled it neatly.”

There was only one sword scar on the bodies of the fallen bandits.

With a sword like this, the sword wouldn’t even have blood on it.

“About an hour from here.”

She murmured as she put her finger in the wound to check the temperature.

Taking a deep breath, she put a bet on her body and stomped her feet.

***

“Gongja-nim, wake up.”

Namgung So-yeon was walking down the street with In-ho on her back.

After dealing with the bandits, she looked back to see Inho lying on the floor, breathing heavily.

His sweaty condition looked bad at first sight, so she knocked him down and started running to find a nearby clinic.

‘I guess you’ve been overdoing it. Even if I didn’t urge it.’

Feeling a sense of responsibility, her spirits rang as she tried to hurry even more.

“……”

She put down her seal in the shade of a tree and drew out her sword.

– Serung

A clear sword sound rang out, and she aimed her sword in the direction of the overgrown bushes.

“Come out.”

“……”

Before long, a woman with bobbed black hair appeared from the other side of the bush.

“Young horse…!”

Namgung So-yeon muttered after seeing her appearance, and Yeong-ma replied with a polite blunt face.

“It’s been a while. Brain sword.”