Chapter 44

White smoke was rising from the middle of the roadless forest. Didn’t this smoke in the rain mean that at least there was a roof on the fire? The five hurriedly ran to the spot where the smoke was visible.

There was a small hut among the dense trees. It was not a very large hut, but it was clumsy enough to tell at a glance that it was not built by a proper carpenter. Anyway, the rain seemed to be escaping, so Do Pyeong-su knocked on the door.

“Who are you?” It was a woman’s voice.

“They were passing by, so they wanted to avoid the rain for a while… Yo. This.” The door opened and a woman with unusually white skin came out with her face. In her mid-twenties, she was so beautiful that she no longer needed makeup anymore.

Her eyes, which had been very wary of Do Pyeong-su, disappeared as she looked at Geom Woo-bin and Yeon Ji-hong. “Come on in.”

The woman who moved away from her brought her clean towel. “Suddenly it rained and got very wet, didn’t you just get wet?”

While entering the hut, he was struck by a few drops of water that fell from the eaves while he was working hard. “I’m hiding under a big tree.”

After speaking, Woo-bin, a swordsman, realized that her woman’s stomach was full. They looked around the cabin while the woman who had boiled water served her tea. It was a hut small enough that one didn’t have to move even a single step to look inside. Compared to the sloppy exterior, the interior was clean.

One bed, two chairs, and a small table and dining table. The items used in the kitchen were made of wood or porcelain with missing teeth. On one side were a bow, a sword, and a trap. That made it clear that the owner of this hut was a hunter. Of course, she wasn’t like a hunter.

“Her husband will be back soon.” When the woman brought her car, Geum Hong asked. “How many months?”

The woman patted her stomach and smiled softly. “It’s been six months.”

The tea was nothing compared to Eun Bi-yeon’s, but drinking it in a hut in the rain gave me a different feeling.

Knock! Knock! Water dripped from the roof of the kitchen, drop by drop. “This gentleman, you’ve fixed it clumsily again. Because I can’t do anything right.”

The woman then put the bucket where the water fell, as if familiar. As she stretched her back, her clumsy man returned. She was a man in his mid-thirties with a thick beard and one earlobe cut off. Three rabbits were in her man’s hand, soaked in her rain. Her man’s steps, finding her stranger, stopped, and her empty hand, not holding the rabbit, returned behind her waist.

“People passing by came to avoid the rain for a while.”

As the sharp eyes looking at Woo-bin and his party turned to her woman, it softened as if her petals were scattered. She grumbled as the woman brought her dry clothes and towels for her.

“Well, I told you not to go out because it looks like it will rain today. What to do if you catch a cold…”

Even as she listened to her woman’s nagging, her man’s soft gaze did not change at all. “I brought some greens and mushrooms, too.”

Her man handed her pockets around her waist to her woman. “I’ll use the table for a moment.”

Since there was only one table, Geom Woo-bin and his party had to hold all the teacups they were drinking from. On the table were vegetables and mushrooms that her man had dug.

“Well! It’s definitely edible, this is the first time I’ve seen it… From the smell, it looks fine, and the mushroom doesn’t seem poisonous, given the lack of colorful color.”

They were a clumsy hunter couple. She divided what she could eat and what she could not eat. With a sigh, Jang Man-dok, who had not seen it, remixed the things the woman had shared.

“Why?”

Geom Woo-bin smiled awkwardly at her. “My uncle is well aware of mushrooms and wild vegetables.”

Jang Man-dok distinguished between mushrooms and herbs with his amazingly quick hand movements. Herbs were piled up on one side, and mushrooms on the other side. “All these mushrooms are poisonous. Even if the colors aren’t flashy, not all of them are edible.”

Of the mushrooms her man had picked, he could only eat one. She picked up one of her poisonous mushrooms by a woman. “Does this look the same as the one you can eat here?”

Geom Woo-bin turned the mushroom upside down. “See the grain on the head here? Edible is vertical, but poisonous mushrooms are spirals.”

“Ah!”

“Poisonous mushrooms are fatal to eat, how have you been eating them?”

“I didn’t eat. Mushrooms for the first time today. Hehe!”

After she repacked the things men couldn’t eat and threw them out her window, she went to the kitchen. A look of dismay crossed her man’s face as he looked up at her leaking ceiling.

“Can you fix it?” The man nodded her head, and the woman nodded her head. “It’s the twelfth, so I’ll trust you this time. I think I said this eleven times.”

At this, the man just scratched his cheek. Meanwhile, the rain stopped. It was a rain shower. “The rain has stopped, so we should go. Thank you for providing a place to shelter from the rain. The tea was also delicious.” While Geum Hong thanked him, Geom Woo-bin took a bottle of Sake Juice from her bag and placed it on the table.

“When you have a baby, let the two of you have a celebratory drink. Or you can go out to the castle and sell it. If you go to a big girule or a main base, you will be able to get a fair price.”

“It looks like a precious drink, but I don’t know if I can accept it.”

“The tea you served was also valuable. And since we are the makers of that drink, you don’t have to feel burdened.”

The man didn’t blush a single word as they left, except for the first word. “Did she learn martial arts?”

Seo Seok-san nodded at Do Pyeong-su’s question. “It was worth it.”

“There are so many people in the world who have stories. He must have been hiding from something.”

“Is it true that the enemy is that strong to live in hiding even with that level of martial art? Wait!”

“Why?” Do Pyeong-soo shook his head, thinking deeply. “Nope. Come to think of it, it’s not him. I wonder if he is my enemy.”

“You have to clean it up on the spot, there is no end to it. Are you running around with grudges?”

Seo Seok-san, who was giving Do Pyeong-soo a pint glass, slowed down. “The death penalty, wait a minute.”

Geom Woo-bin also stopped his work by Yeon Ji-hong. “What’s wrong?”

Only after Geom Woo-bin finished her question, she could feel the presence of her approaching from the front. The speed of those approaching through the roadless forest was also very fast. At this level, it could be said that he was a master among the Moorim people.

Five of them stood there, killing their spirits. Because of the thick forest, the twelve people walked away without notice, even though they only passed by the right of the three chapters.

“If it’s over there…”

Even if Seo Seok-san didn’t have to finish speaking, it seemed clear that they were heading towards the hut where they had sheltered from the rain.

“Is it a coincidence?”

It was a hut in the middle of a mountain. The owner of the hut is a master of Moorim who lived in hiding from anyone’s eyes, and twelve other masters were running towards the hut.

“It’s none of our business.”

At Do Pyeong-su’s words, Geom Woo-bin turned her body toward the hut. “You’ve been taken care of.”

“Do you think you paid it off as a scammer?”

Geom Woo-bin scratched his head and pondered, then added her words. “When I think about it, I think it was the price of tea. Do you think the rent for the roof is still there?”

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It was the first time he had come to this mountain in two years. “What do you think?”

“Huh? Ah! I was thinking about how to fix this roof.”

“I was just looking at it from a different angle. The hole would be bigger.”

Sangnamjae jumped in front of Goshinji. “Shall we change our residence?”

“Why?”

“Just. It’s a little boring here.”

“If it’s because of those people, then stop. If you keep trying to hide in that deep place, you will end up living underground.”

“If that’s the only way to get out of the Seobaeksalmun Gate, then you should do it that way.”

“It’s been three years. They must have forgotten by now.” Sangnam Jae shook his head with a deep sigh.

“Seobaeksalmun never forgets the traitor. Even after a hundred years pass, they will find us.”

“Then tell me to come back after a hundred years. Until then, if we’re alive, well, we’re willing to die. He must be suffering from arthritis because it’s neuralgia, but I’d appreciate it if you killed him.”

As always, it seemed that Koshinji’s guts were ten times his own. He did the same the night he went to kill the late Shinji.

―Is this necklace the reason you came to kill me?

She took a necklace of gold and jewels from a drawer and hung it around her neck. It was too big to be worn over her head, so she had to turn her hands behind her neck to fit the holes.

She had promised her mom she’d wear it till she died. Turning her hands behind her neck, she wiggled for a while.

― Her hand is trembling, so the hole doesn’t fit well.

She didn’t want to show her frightened face to the Salsu Naburin. Shinji Ko finally turned her body back.

Fill it up. I’m asking someone who is going to die soon, can you please listen to this much?

Sangnamjae filled the necklace with Shinji Koh as if he had been covered in something. He could have stuck her sword in her back and ended up throwing it away. But she couldn’t. To his surprise, he fell in love while she went back to her back and fastened her necklace. He lived for twelve years. He couldn’t believe that he still had a heart to feel love, and he had never even dreamed of falling in love with someone at first sight.

But then, it happened. Sangnamjae escaped with Go Shinji on that road.

“Using mud to close the hole in the roof….”

Sangnamjae, who was turning around, stopped moving. Although he did not inform the late Shinji, he did not neglect his martial arts training. His sense of sharpness, sharper than the antennae of insects, caught his attention.

‘Two guests a day?’

But soon, he realized that this guest wasn’t just a passer-by, unlike the previous one. Living suppressed by secret movements, those who approached were slaughtered.

“Honey.”

“Why?” Go Shinji’s face hardened like Sangnamjae.

“I will prepare and leave.”

Although she did not feel the presence of uninvited guests, she could read Namjae Sang’s expression better than anyone else.

“Late.” Koshinji stopped moving. The presence that Sangnamjae felt surrounded not only the front but also the entire hut.

“Don’t fall from my side.” Sangnam Jae pulled the sword from behind his waist. two characters long It was moderately mediocre.

Three men appeared like ghosts in front of Sangnamjae. It had been a long time since they had been three chapters apart, but they were all familiar faces.

“You really did hide. Lord.”

“Looking at you guys, it looks like you didn’t hide well.”

“But that knife… … Are you going to fight us?” Sangnam Jae looked down at the sword in his hand and put his sword back into its sheath. “I was a little impatient.”

“Come with us for now. It is not wise to turn enemies like our fathers and brothers and sisters because of one girl.”

“There was talk of being like brothers, so please. Can’t you just come back?”

“Go to the door and ask the Lord for mercy.”

A bitter smile was drawn on Sangnamjae’s lips. “Munju is not the one to forgive anyone.”

As far as he knew, the harshest person in the world was Munju Naengseomok. He was the owner of the Salsumun Gate, so it could be said that he was a natural person.

“But isn’t that more hopeful? Rather than fighting us here.”

All the signs were detected. ‘Twelve.’ If you are twelve assassins from Seobaeksalmun, you can decapitate yourself even in your sleep. However, all those who have come to arrest him now are at or above the level of the captain. The twelve men surrounded by the couple could have decapitated Munju Naengseomok.

Sangnamjae also has people to protect. It was a fight with no win at all. “Neither do we want to fight the Lord.”

When Jang Cheol-jae finished speaking, Oh Pil, who was standing next to him, spit out a cold voice. “If you get down on your knees and beg, think about it.”

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“Oh, Captain!”

“If not now, when will we ever see the campers kneel down?” Oh Pil-san, who is mean and likes to lie, was not credible. However, he was a good man who had to hold on to even the tiniest hope. He wasn’t afraid of dying at all.

It was death that has been following me like a shadow since he walked the path of death. However, there was Shinji Ko who was more important than his life. If the person to protect was too desperate, pride and stubbornness were easily broken.

Shinji’s voice rang out as his knees relaxed and his body half-collapsed. “Don’t get down on your knees!”