Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 82



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Episode 82

Jihwaru.

“Maybe it’s because it’s a rural village, but it seems like there’s only one inn here. Since I’ve been sleeping rough for three days now, how about taking a break here today? Maybe have a drink. Haha.”

Umochi went into the guest room without even listening to my answer.

Actually, I was thinking about continuing to move.

I wanted to quickly return to Namman, but I was also concerned about the secret gazes I had been feeling since earlier.

“Okay. I guess I should take a bath first since it’s been a while.”

They’re definitely after me.

Where is it? A place where they are targeting barbarians returning to Namman.

It’s clear that the feeling is familiar.

Only one place comes to mind.

Salmak.

Whether it’s a past life or a present life, it’s a tiresome relationship.

Maybe this time it’s not someone’s request.

If the entire Twelve Apostles are related to Eunrim as the leader said, then there may be instructions from Eunrim behind the sword of Salmak coming towards me now.

This is going to be annoying for a while.

I followed the guide to this floor and whispered to Nok Seung-seo.

“It’s going to be a little noisy tonight.”

He nodded quietly as if he knew it too.

If we look at the level of experience alone, Nok Seung-seo has already reached a similar level as me.

The same goes for the tofu that has been growling in my arms for a while now.

“Just unpack and come down. I ordered some drinks for you. Haha.”

Umochiman, unaware of the situation, had already taken his seat on the first floor.

It’s been a while since I had a proper meal.

Of course, during that time, we had some pretty good meals with things like wild boar and rabbit that our tofu caught.

Since it was an inn in a quiet rural village, we were the only guests.

It just happened to be raining lightly outside.

The three of us sat facing each other in an empty guest room and drank.

Thirteen bottles of Shaoxing wine disappeared in an instant.

As we chatted about this and that, time passed quickly.

“I’m tired because I’ve been moving around a bit these past few days. I’ll go up first. You two, take your time and have a drink before you come up.”

I went up to this floor and lay down on the bed.

Swish.

Before I knew it, the raindrops had gotten heavier.

The sound of rain is everywhere.

I don’t like rainy days.

I remember the blood flowing down the sword as it rained.

The distorted expressions of the people who were dying while looking at me.

I feel bad because I’m remembering my past life that I want to erase.

… … Anyway, it’s the perfect weather for killing people.

I closed my eyes quietly in the darkness.

Listening to the sound of pouring rain.

* * *

For a guest house located in a rural village, Jihwaru is quite large.

It’s empty now, but there’s always a shortage of rooms when the trains heading to Hubei are busy.

“There is only one target. It is a savage named Damyeong from Namman.”

Seven first-class assassins were gathered about a hundred yards away from Jihwaru.

A black fur coat that clings tightly to the body.

Behind them are twenty-three second-class assassins.

“It’s raining right now. It’s a perfect day to go on a killing spree.”

First-class killing magic effect.

It’s already been twenty years since I started working as a killer.

In terms of stealth alone, he is on par with a special assassin, and he is the most experienced in the Chongqing branch, excluding Buntaju.

The person responsible for this massacre, in which thirty assassins were mobilized.

“The target is sleeping alone in the western corner room of this floor. This is an order given directly by the lord. We absolutely cannot fail.”

“How could it fail? It’s been more than ten years since I’ve been bloodied by a sword. This is the first time seven first-class assassins have been deployed at the same time. And they’re all trying to kill one big savage.”

“Shut up. He’s the guy who killed Gilpiljong of Gwieummun.”

“I heard that story, but will it make any difference? He’ll probably die without even knowing it.”

“Anyway, everyone, don’t let your guard down until the very end. The rest of the people are waiting twenty steps away, surrounding the entire Jihwaru. Not a single rat can escape.”

“What should we do with the other two people?”

Magonghyo answered.

“Anyway, these guys won’t be able to escape this place. For now, let’s just aim for our target, Dam-myeong. From now on, all conversations will be done via voice.”

With those words, the seven first-class assassins, including Magonghyo, quietly slipped into the shadows of Jihwaru.

Soon, the scattered assassins will attack simultaneously according to plan.

‘Half an angle would be enough.’

Magonghyo also hid in the shadow of Jihwaru and approached.

Three of them sneak towards the roof, the other two sneak through the window.

He and another person plan to guard the entrance to the room.

There is no escape.

I climbed up the pillar and entered the hallway on this floor.

On the first floor, two voices could still be heard, drinking and chatting.

‘Poor things. Not knowing that this would be the last drink they would drink while alive… … .’

Walking on the floor in the middle of the night is a mistake only inexperienced and foolish assassins make.

One little squeaky noise can ruin an entire mission.

Magonghyo used the wall-climbing technique to stick to the wall.

And then he carefully moved towards the room where his target was staying.

The same goes for the first-class killers who follow him.

[right.]

He gave instructions by voice.

It means to wait on the right side of the door.

He plans to hang from the ceiling above the door.

If the guy opens his eyes, he might run out the door.

If you do that, you’ll be faced with two first-class assassins waiting behind the door and on the ceiling.

A square that cannot be seen.

‘If you notice. Of course, before that, a knife will be stuck in your heart before you can even open your eyes.’

If you are a skilled assassin, you can hold your breath for a moment.

The same goes for Magonghyo.

He hung from the ceiling above the door and drew his sword silently.

And then I waited quietly, holding my breath.

Sigh. Sigh.

The sound of a savage’s breathing coming from inside.

‘He’s a big guy, but he breathes like a little girl. Or maybe like a kitten.’

The time has come.

Soon five first-class assassins will sneak in like shadows through the windows and roof.

And five daggers will be thrust into the heart of that savage who sleeps ignorant of the world.

After a while.

Sweep, sweep.

A sound mixed with the sound of rain.

It’s the sound of Salsu’s toes brushing the floor.

It’s a small noise that only a first-class buyer like you would hear.

An image of the tense movement in the room appeared in my head.

After a while, silence fell again.

The only sound you can hear is the rain still pouring down.

It means that the murder is finished.

But no one came out.

[It looks like it’s finished. Shall we go in?]

The guy who was waiting against the wall to the right of the door asked in a voice.

The person in charge will be the one who will ultimately confirm that the guy is dead.

But something feels off.

[Just wait for now.]

It is clear that the target has been eliminated.

I clearly heard the sound of five first-class assassins sneaking in.

There was no sound of the target moving.

By now you should have finished cleaning up and come out.

But why?

At that moment, the guy on the right wall sent a message again.

[What does this mean?]

Magonghyo put his ear against the wall to sharpen his hearing.

Sigh. Sigh.

That breathing sound from a little while ago.

The breathing of a man who should have turned into a cold corpse long ago.

It’s even more peaceful than before.

‘What on earth is going on?’

Why am I hearing the breathing of a guy who should have remained a cold corpse again?

Where did the five first-class soldiers go?

That moment when the thought crossed my mind that something was going wrong.

Phew.

The sound of something breaking.

“Ugh.”

The guy behind the wall groaned.

And what came into view was the tip of a sword sticking out through his chest.

A huge, dark sword burst through the wall I was leaning against.

That which hung on the savage’s waist.

‘What, what is this…?’

A shock that made my heart stop.

A cold sweat ran down my spine.

Incredibly, this murder attempt failed.

There are probably five corpses lying inside the door.

‘Wow, what kind of monster are we here to kill… … .’

Squeak.

The sound of a door opening.

Magonghyo kicked the ceiling and stabbed his sword towards the door.

Shaeeek.

But his sword cut through the air.

Instead, a large hand emerged from the darkness and grabbed his neck.

“Ugh.”

A tremendous amount of force that makes it feel like your cervical vertebrae will break at any moment.

In all my life I have walked the path of life and never once felt the fear of death.

But the moment he saw the face of this savage who was now grabbing his throat with one hand, his whole body began to tremble.

A calm expression as if nothing happened.

Maybe it’s like getting rid of a bothersome task.

Behind his shoulder, a view of the room came into view.

Moonlight streaming in through the crack in the window.

Five corpses illuminated by the moonlight.

Five first-class assassins died quietly, without a single scratch or a single groan.

and…….

Sigh. Sigh.

A small white kitten sleeping on the bed.

Sleeping as if nothing had happened, oblivious to the world.

“Ah, no. How… … .”

Unable to bear the question worse than death, I asked him.

How on earth can you kill five first-class assassins rushing at you at the same time?

And that too without a sound.

Dam-myeong whispered in response to his own question, putting his index finger to his lips.

“Shh! I’m breaking the tofu.”

* * *

The Salmak Junggyeong branch is located in a secret manor on the slopes of Mt. Yeomo.

It is located in a very inconspicuous place, and traps and formations are set up everywhere.

A place that is not easy to get into even if you know the location.

There was a person there who was anxiously waiting for news.

Buntaju Yangilcheong.

‘Why aren’t you here yet?’

I should have finished it and come back already.

It was a murderous act by thirty assassins, including seven first-class assassins, targeting just one person.

No, it wasn’t a murder.

With that much power, you can just open the door to the guest house and go in, attack, and kill them.

‘But I guess he approached me secretly.’

The most experienced assassin, excluding himself, is Ma Gong-hyo.

A cool-headed person who is even more careful when killing a third-rate drone.

Never underestimate your goals.

So I entrusted him with this murder.

Perhaps because it was more trustworthy than leading it yourself.

“I guess it failed. Hehe.”

Wi Ji-woon, who was sitting at the top table drinking tea, opened his mouth.

“That, that can’t be true. So many people were involved… … .”

“Hehe. That’s why you’re stuck in a remote place like this.”

The twenty first-class assassins sent by Makju to Chungking have just arrived.

Even if it’s the same daily wage, it can’t be compared to the daily wage of a rural village like this.

Calm, settled eyes and a secretive aura.

Real killers.

‘Ah, if that’s the case, I should have let my guys handle it. He must have used our branch’s assassins to test his target’s skills. But did he really fail? Just how great of a master must he be… ?’

At that moment, a second-class assassin who had followed the murderous act opened the door and rushed in.

“Ugh, gasp.”

He must have run with all his might; his chin was full and his whole body was drenched in sweat.

Both eyes are filled with fear.

Although he was just starting out on the path of a killer, he was a very talented guy.

So, I had him participate in this killing spree with the intention of gaining experience.

“Where did Magonghyo go and why are you…? No, before that, what happened to your goal? You must have succeeded, right?”

“That, that’s why I was waiting, hiding in the grass far to the west of Jihwaru… … .”

“however?”

“I was lying face down, not making a single sound, and then he put his hand on my shoulder.”

This guy can do that.

Because he’s just starting out on the path to survival.

However, around Jihwaru, more than twenty second-class assassins were waiting in ambush.

But you put a hand on my shoulder?

“That guy. Who is that? And what’s with the hand on my shoulder?”

“Don’t you have a target for murder tonight? That damned thing… .”

Yang Il-cheong’s mind went blank.

I didn’t understand what I just heard.

I have never heard of a story where a target approached the killer first.

And he didn’t even cut her neck from behind, he put his hand on her shoulder?

Where did the first-class assassins who directly infiltrated go?

What about the twenty or more second-class assassins?

Yang Il-cheong was so shocked that he couldn’t say anything.

He was just twitching his lips, looking for the next question.

Wi Ji-woon asked on his behalf.

Eyes full of curiosity.

“Hehe. That guy Dammyeong, he was such a fun guy. So what’s next?”

“Yes! Yes?”

“What happened after he put his hand on your shoulder?”

“He whispered in my ear.”

“What did you say?”

After a very brief silence, the guy answered.

“It’s not too late, so find something else to do… … .”

Yang Il-cheong, who had been listening with a blank expression, turned pale.

Of all the men who set out on this killing spree, he was the only one who had no experience with murder.

But aren’t you saying that you found out?

The only one among the many killers hiding in the dark, rainy forest on a night like this.

“Everyone, everyone seemed to be dead. Except me… … .”

It also means that no one noticed while other killers were dying.

Until it’s your turn.

“And then he muttered to himself:”

The guy swallowed hard and continued speaking.

“Why does it have to rain today?”