41. Cheonuimubong (3)
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“I’m really, really sorry. This is all I got. If only you could accept this and forgive me…….”
Her man said so and handed out all of her possessions. Of course, compared to the amount of money he took from Mukcheon and Mukyeonhwa, it is new blood.
Muk-cheon, who didn’t want to see the man who brought her little money and begged for her apology, kicked her man out without accepting her money.
“All right. Get out of here.”
“Please, please, at least my apology…… !”
“If you want my apology, bring the money you took with us, or leave the city altogether.”
Saying that, Muk-cheon picked up her man and threw it down. Although he was defeated by Rex’s party, he was basically a disciplined warrior. It’s not even a matter of subduing an adult male.
In an instant, Muk-Chun threw her man out of the dojo and came back and said to Muk-Yeon-Hwa.
“Sprinkle salt. Salt.”
“But I have no money to waste. Father.”
“Hmm…… Anyway, what is this?”
Tsk tsk Muk-chun, who clicked his tongue, pondered over what had just happened. I wonder what kind of trap this is. That man said he had come to apologize, but how could she believe that?
It could be interpreted that he received an apology from Rex and his party just because he had just received the money and apology.
‘I can’t do that.’
How have I been able to hold on until now- I couldn’t blow my chance like that. I had no intention of forgiving them unless I made a genuine apology.
I want this whole city…….
“Good morning, Master.”
At that time, a boy entered the dojo. Seeing the boy, Mukcheon tilted his head and asked.
“Who are you?”
“Well, nice to meet you. My name is Evan. I registered for this dojo a month ago.”
“…… It’s called Mukcheon, he’s the director of this dojo.”
“Oh. So, Master’s father?”
“Yes.”
Mukcheon looked suspiciously at Evan, who lightly greeted him. It was because the man who had just left after giving an apology had begun to guess who the boy was talking about.
However, the reason why they didn’t push Evan right away was that what he did was, in the end, an act for them—and it was because they couldn’t easily believe that this young boy had won over Rex and his friends.
“Then, from today, the director, not the teacher, will teach you directly?”
“Hmm, did you say it’s been a month since you entered the office? If so, you’re not at the level to learn from me yet. Teaching Yeon-hwa is enough…….”
“Teacher said the other day that he had nothing more to teach him.”
“What?”
Mukcheon, who heard Evan’s words, looked back at Yeonhwa as if that was true. Muk Yeon-hwa, who received Muk-cheon’s gaze, confidently nodded and met his gaze.
“Take a look. Father. There is no need to speak.”
“…… Come, if you would say so.”
Mukcheon, who heard Mu Yeon-hwa’s words, stepped forward with a wooden sword and handed the other wooden sword to Evan before opening his mouth.
“Isn’t it okay if I don’t warm up?”
“I don’t care, what about the director?”
“I solved it a while ago. Then-.”
Cheonbong
Silk posture.
Taking the posture that only a master of Cheonbong-ryu can use it, Muk Cheon grinned and nodded his head.
“Come.”
“I’m going.”
Receiving the signal, Evan swung his sword first.
The next moment.
Mukcheon realized how dense the clothes of heaven are.
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“What a f*cking dog—!”
Clang-!
Rex threw down the glass she was holding in her hand and trembled in anger, whoa! Shouted
The subordinate standing next to him could not open his mouth in the heavy atmosphere and just kept silent.
“What? Are you going to leave this city because you’re afraid of being hurt by that kid? Have you seen these f*cking bastards!”
“…… What should I do, chase and catch him?”
“You know where they went? And now, if we go after them all, who will be in charge of the finishing dojo?”
“That… ….”
The subordinate, who had nothing to say, kept his mouth shut. Only two or three people have escaped the organization now, but it took three or four times as many people to catch those two or three.
Considering that Rex’s party isn’t that big, it’s difficult for him to extract 10 people, and even if he manages to get 10 people together, there will be problems.
Another problem was that there was no staff available to fill in the painting work, which was nearing completion.
‘f*ck, this is impossible to get a mercenary from outside… ….’
It’s an adventure that started with his trusty younger siblings who have been with him for a very long time, that is, for several years already. And even then, this happened, what if you put strangers in this operation?
What they are doing is illegal no matter how you look at it. Any mercenary or adventurer with a normal mind would pose a problem to them. And if it’s severe, you can report it to the guild or the lord’s castle right away.
It may happen that one or two employees they bribe or the person who looks after them is out of their power. It just had to be stopped.
“…… I can’t help it. Hey, how much money is left in the warehouse right now?”
“Yes? Ah yes. I used a little from the 200,000 elso I received a while ago, so I have about 180,000 elso left.”
“…… Half, no. Bring 100,000 elso.”
“No, boss. That money…….”
“I will go see him. And I need one of you to play the patient role. Are you there? I’ll give you 10,000 elso.”
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“—I-I will do it!”
One of the party members who had been quietly listening to the story of Rex and his lieutenant quickly raised his hand when he heard that it was 10,000 elso.
Seeing that, Rex nodded and looked at his subordinate.
“You said you did?”
“Yes? Yep-.”
Rex immediately swung his sword and cut off his subordinate’s left arm. The subordinate stared blankly at my severed arm as if he did not know what had happened, then belatedly grabbed his arm and screamed.
“Quaaa!”
“Don’t worry. I won’t take the money.”
“aaagh! f*ck, cvrr…… !”
Cheeyiik─ Rex, who had regenerated the cross section by pouring the potion, sighed as he looked at the swollen flesh.
“Should I cut off a leg too? It’s a bit lacking in impact.”
“That, please…… !”
“Ah, what did I kill? Twenty thousand elso to the bridge. How is it? I am disabled anyway because my arm was cut off, so why don’t I have another leg cut off?”
“Forgive me, forgive me…” … ! I was wrong…… !”
“If anyone sees it, they will know that I forced it. A dog-like bastard.”
Pud Deuk—! Rex, who had broken his leg by stepping on it, stood up as if he would take care of it and ordered it.
“Wrap this bastard and bring him. I go first.”
“Yes, yes!”
The adjutant sighed heavily as he saw his subordinate screaming with all his limbs slashed.
The adjutant, who ordered the rest of the guys around to help the man with the amputated arm, opened his mouth as he looked at the man.
“Isn’t that why you didn’t want to embezzle?”
At the words of the adjutant, the other subordinates belatedly exclaim. It was because he could understand that Rex knew about his embezzlement and kicked him out.
A tyrant who wields a sword for a just cause is feared, but at the same time, he is also a safe being. Especially if he knows enough when he will be like that too.
“Take him.”
“Yes.”
“Bastard, that’s why don’t be greedy for money.”
Feeling more at ease, the subordinates dragged the severed arm off and disappeared. The man whose arms and legs had been severed shut his mouth tightly and shuddered in pain.
As the adjutant watched, he took out a cigarette and asked.
“You bastard, you really must have embezzled.”
After burning his cigarette, the adjutant left the building and headed for the dojo. To the Mukcheon dojo where Rex ordered to bring the severed arm.
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The fight between swordsmen who have mastered Cheonbong style swordsmanship proceeds as follows.
Befitting a swordsmanship that aims to shed the opponent’s sword and counterattack, it leads to a long physical fight that neither exposes each other’s gaps nor attacks at the same time.
Evan didn’t do that.
Wheeik-! Mukcheon, who shed the swinging wooden sword, naturally counterattacked. Evan let go of the sword more naturally and then stabbed the sword straight into Mukcheon.
There was no counterattack. The completed Cheonbong-ryu ritual has the ability to shed the sword and neutralize the opponent at the same time.
“…… I lost.”
“Are you going to do 10 to 0 with this?”
“Do I look like someone who has no conscience?”
Muk Chun smiled bitterly and began to shake his head. He wanted to fight more, but after losing 10 times in a row, he had nothing to say.
Mukcheon, who put down his sword, was lost in thought as he chewed the cud once again about the divine skill that Evan had just shown.
“…… How did you get the sword out there like that? How the hell—”
Evan, who had only been learning the sword for a month, was not too depressed about the fact that he realized the secrets of the Cheonbong style.
If he hadn’t had enough training, he would have broken his sword and shaved his head before entering a temple, or he would have cherished his heart towards Evan, but Mukcheon is a warrior who has practiced martial arts for over 30 years.
It means that you do not feel inferior or superior just because someone else is doing better or if someone is worse than you.
“…… Thank you. I can do more with this.”
“No, no big deal.”
Evan looked at Mukcheon with such an attitude as if he were curious. It is because he has seen someone who is jealous of him, but he has never seen anyone who expresses gratitude.
The person itself is good. Realizing that, Evan began to look even worse for the gangsters who pressured him.
‘To betray and threaten such a person…… Those guys were really bad people.’
Finding out that he still hasn’t apologized, Evan sharpened his knife, thinking he wouldn’t let them go the next time he saw them.
“Hmm…… By the way, did he say Evan? Do you intend to stay here any longer?”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I’m sorry for you, but honestly I have nothing more to teach you. How can I teach a better swordsman than me?”
Mukcheon’s words were right. Evan is more than that—perhaps a better swordsman than the long master of the Cheonbong-ryu main school, from which Mukcheon learned the sword.
There was no way I could teach him like that. But Evan shook his head, looking at the ink cloth that he had nothing to teach him.
“Master said so. Military unit. Teachers should be treated like parents. Is there any child who abandons his parents because he has nothing to learn from them?”
“Hey… ….”
Mukcheon, who heard Evan’s words, was greatly shocked and let out a quiet voice.
And then, I looked at my daughter, Mu Yeon-hwa.
“Hey, does she have a lover? How about my daughter She’s a bit like that now because she cuts her hair, but even if my daughter looks like her, when she grows her hair, she’s a great beauty…….”
“Oh, father!? What are you talking about!”
“Give me a master? I will be grateful.”
“Eh, Evan!? Up to you…… ?”
Evan, who thought it was a joke, responded with the same joke, but for some reason, her face began to blush.
“Just kidding.”
“That, right? I’m not joking with Master.”
“It’s fun.”
Evan, who had been flirting so much, realized at this moment that a thing called harmony had blossomed inside the dojo.
‘All I need to do is apologize… ….’
“Director of Mukcheon Dojo, Mukcheon, come here!”
And then, a loud voice rang out from outside the dojo. Hearing the voice, Mukcheon slightly hardened his expression and left the dojo.
Following him, Evan was able to find knights surrounding the dojang, a fat middle-aged man, and bullies with bandages wrapped around their limbs.
When Mukcheon appeared, the middle-aged man standing in front of him stepped forward and shouted.
“The director of the Mukcheon dojo, Mukcheon! Charges against special injury and teacher murder are at stake! Surrender obediently!”
“…… What do you mean by that? To those who have been convalescing in bed until now.”
“Don’t pretend! Can’t you see this guy!”
The middle-aged man said that and pointed at the man who had bandages all over her body. Her face was that of a familiar man.
Evan realized that he was the man he had attacked a while ago. If there’s a problem, it’s that I didn’t hurt enough to bandage the whole body like that.
Of course, Mukchun, who knew the man’s face, laughed as if he was handsome, then shrugged his shoulders as if it was something.
“Why is it my fault that he got hurt?”
“Hmph, to pretend to be rude until the end. This man was attacked by an official from your Mukcheon dojo a while ago. And she lost her arm. Her legs were shattered to such an extent that even divine power could not fix them. They even say that the official tried to kill this man but failed and ran away! Do you understand your sins now?”
“…… They wiped out all of our dojo officials, how could our dojo officials do that?”
“Then what is it if you are not an officer wearing a uniform worn by you savage monkeys and using the swordsmanship of his dojo!”
“That sounds funny. Can we really say that he is our official while those scumbags are taking the swordsmanship of our dojo at will and teaching it on the street for pennies? In the first place, the official in our dojo…….”
There are no officials. Mukcheon, who was about to say that, looked back at Evan with a hopeless heart. Evan, who had been attacked, slightly averted his eyes.
Mukcheon, who was speechless, glared at Evan cautiously, while a middle-aged man shouted.
“Yes, man! Denying sin to the end! It can’t be. I will judge you for your crimes right here!”
“What are you?”
“A reckless bastard! This is the judge of this city! It’s District Judge Sir Ruschwalds! A guy like you is not one to let go of!”
Watching Rex screaming at him, Mukcheon roughly noticed how the situation was going.
I wondered why that idiot was making it impossible for me to buy my own stamp, but it turns out that that pig-like bastard was the owner.
To be honest, you can’t bother a person for so long with a simple, transient emotion.
‘It’s a big deal.’
The problem is that two women who have no connections in this city and are discriminated against can’t beat that district judge.
If he had come alone, he would have beaten him with a sword and run away, but the district judge came with a team of knights dressed in full armor in preparation for such a case.
A situation where you can’t safely escape even if it’s just one thing. Mukcheon looked at his daughter and Evan as if he was sorry.
“…… You’ve caused trouble.”
“—-No.”
Evan walked past the ink cloth and stepped in front of her. As one of the little boys stepped forward, the district judge tilted his head and asked.
“What a little boy… ….”
“I am the official who attacked those men.”
“Evan!?”
“Oh, you are a criminal who assaults people! I thought so! Come on, arrest that guy first—”
“I have a question for you, roughly how much is a district judge?”
“Lu, Lord Ruschwaldz is a person who has been given the title of baron! Do not dare to attack!”
Rex, who knew Evan’s skills, answered his question just in case she wanted to.
No matter how good her skills are, she won’t hurt a noble. There was a world of difference between touching a back alley bully and touching a nobleman.
However, Evan had no intention of wielding a sword against them from the beginning. Because it didn’t have to be.
‘I didn’t want to write this… ….’
If possible, I wanted to solve it with the power of the dojo, that is, with the power of Cheonbong-ryu taught by Mukcheon.
Getting this out makes things so easy. It’s not because of the Cheonbong-ryu’s power, it’s just my own whim.
“Listen to Ruschwaldz, District Judge.”
Evan took out the Sword Saint’s card from his chest. Ruschwaldz, who had been staring at the card carefully, frowning, began to tremble when he realized the object’s identity.
“That, that…… ?”
“I command you in the name of the Sword Saint.”
Ignoring the two women who looked at him with bewildered eyes, Evan delivered his verdict.
“I will dismiss you.”