Genius Salsu of the World to Be Destroyed - Chapter 103
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Episode 103
I will kill Hao Wenzhou.
When the four bandit brothers heard those words, their voices began to tremble.
“What, what, what, what do you mean? You want to kill Hao Wenzhou?”
“That’s my personal matter, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
“Hao Wenzhou’s martial arts skills are incredible! In addition, the skills of his subordinates are also amazing!”
“If it was a place where such great people gathered, Haomun would have been listed in the Gupailbang long ago. But that’s not the case.”
“No, that… … !”
“Anyway, don’t worry about it. It’s my job from here on out.”
“Okay… Okay, I understand.”
“And stop banditry.”
“yes.”
“I’m going.”
Just as I was about to walk towards the village.
“Oh, right. Guys, just a moment.”
“yes?”
“Where is the best restaurant in town?”
* * *
The next day.
A group of men gathered in front of the Go family’s mansion.
All men with swords on their waists.
The townspeople who saw them instinctively avoided them.
Could it be because I could smell the faint scent of blood coming from their bodies?
Or maybe it was because I recognized the pattern engraved on the chest of their uniforms.
Either way, avoiding it was the right choice.
Because they were the ‘Gwiyeongdan’, a group of assassins directly under the leader of the martial arts world.
Damn it.
The member of the Guiyeongdan who was standing at the front row approached the main gate.
Although he was not very tall, his eyes were sharp as an awl, and his whole body exuded a blade-like energy.
His name is Sa Hyeon-ik, ‘Gwidapma’.
The leader of the Guiyeongdan and the closest associate of the leader of the martial arts world, Mugang.
He looked at the ruined gate of the Go family and muttered coldly.
“… It’s a mess.”
months-
It seemed like he had suddenly disappeared, but at some point, Hyun-ik appeared in the courtyard of an expensive house.
Even among the members of the Guiyeongdan, not a single one followed his movements even with their eyes.
Movement at ghostly speed.
In terms of pure speed, there was no one who could keep up with Hyunik.
Even if you include all the sects belonging to the Murim Alliance.
That’s why his nickname was ‘Gwidapma’.
Sabak, sabak-
Hyun-ik began to look around the expensive mansion that was in disarray.
Collapsed buildings, dead people lying around.
At first glance, it looked like we had been attacked by a group of bandits, but upon closer inspection, that wasn’t the case.
The cross sections of the collapsed buildings and walls were all smooth.
As if the tofu had been cut with a knife.
There was no way that a group of common bandits would have someone with such skill with a sword.
And among the dead high-priced servants, there were several who were famous in the martial arts world.
But even they died without being able to put up a fight.
What this scene means is… … .
“A man or men who have mastered martial arts have invaded.”
“There is one more strange thing.”
“What is it?”
“I have not touched any of the jewels or the treasures. Look.”
In fact, the jewels and treasures were completely buried under the rubble.
Even if they invaded with a grudge, it is not easy to touch the wealth that is clearly visible before their eyes.
But the fact that they didn’t even touch it so blatantly…
“I guess there was an intention to leave a message.”
In addition, it is a family that has a very close relationship with the Murim Alliance, or more precisely, the Mudangpa, the leader of the Murim Alliance.
There were few people in the world who did not know this fact.
If the criminal was trying to leave a message by destroying the property so brutally… … .
“… This must mean that there was something to be said to the Murim Alliance and the shaman.”
The culprit’s message.
While searching through the rubble to see what it could be.
“…under.”
Hyunik burst into laughter without thinking.
“What’s going on?”
“The problem was that we approached it too complicatedly. We had been hearing his messages since we first set foot in this mansion.”
“yes?!”
“Can’t you feel it? This energy engraved beneath this blood, dust, and debris?”
“This is… … !”
Only then could they feel it.
The energy emanating from this entire house.
“Yes, Magida.”
“Magi… … !”
“Didn’t you feel the thrill of the battle five years ago? The magic of the demonic cult, the magic it spews out?”
“So… are you saying that this disaster was the work of the Demonic Cult?”
“That would be highly probable.”
“this…….”
If Hyun-ik’s guess was true, this was a huge problem.
This is Hubei.
It is the stronghold of the shamanist faction and also the headquarters of the current martial arts alliance.
In a word, the heart of the current martial arts world was the Hubei region.
Did they really use magic to massacre a family located in such a region, a powerful family with a foothold in both the Maeng clan and the Shaman clan?
What this meant was simple.
“… Is this a declaration of war by the Demonic Cult?”
The faces of the members of the Guiyeongdan turned pale.
This is because they all remembered the fear of Cheonma and the demonic cult he led.
The Battle of Jeongma.
The largest war in the history of martial arts, where the allied forces of Jeongsa and the demonic cult clashed.
This resulted in a huge incident in which the Kunlun Sect, Gongdong Sect, Qingcheng Sect, Jianchang Sect, and Ami Sect were destroyed.
Of course, the war was able to stop because Cheonma and his subordinate bishops also suffered fatal damage in the process.
But those who participated in the war had a vague idea.
The leader of the Demonic Cult, Cheonma, is alive, and as long as he lives, war is bound to break out again someday.
“Has the Heavenly Horse finally returned… … .”
“What should I do, Captain?”
“To prevent confusion, this mansion is to be burned. The fact that magic was used here must not be leaked out.”
“What happened after that?”
“First of all, reporting to the leader is the top priority. Then, the leader will make the decision.”
The members nodded to Hyunik’s words.
“Set the fire and we’ll go back to the wilderness.”
“yes!”
Hwaaaaak!
Moments later, a fierce flame began to burn over the remains of the Go family home.
Hyun-ik looked at it and suddenly thought that this fire might be a signal to start a war with the Demonic Cult.
Of course it was a mistake.
Because it was not the Demonic Cult that destroyed Goga, but the leader.
But his guess that war was imminent was not wrong.
* * *
“Drrrrrr… phew… huh!”
Youngsoo opened his eyes with a start.
It was something like when your body suddenly wakes up after sleeping for too long.
Youngsu got out of bed and opened the window.
The sun was high in the sky.
At a glance, it seemed like it was around 12 to 2 PM.
“I think I fell asleep here around this time yesterday… I slept for a long time.”
Yeongsu put on the clothes he had taken off and checked the pocket of money he had.
This money bag was taken from the money of King Gojong and some of his servants after the destruction of the Goga clan.
It’s not that I was greedy for money, but I needed money to move freely in the world of martial arts.
And if you had money, you could sleep in a guest house like this.
“Euuuuum… … .”
Yeongsu stretched and thought about what he had to do next.
“Okay, let’s eat first. I’m so hungry.”
Youngsoo went downstairs.
This inn was structured so that the third floor was used as a lodging facility, and the first and second floors were used as a restaurant.
For reference, the second floor was not a complete floor, but a kind of duplex.
Because of this, the structure was such that you could sit on the second floor and look down on the first floor.
Yeongsu suddenly recalled a scene from a martial arts novel he had read as a child.
‘This structure is perfect for throwing people from the second floor to the first.’
A familiar cliché where a drone thrown from the second floor falls onto a table on the first floor and a fight begins.
It was a building with a structure that was perfect for such an incident to occur.
‘… But please don’t do that while I’m eating.’
Youngsoo took a seat at a small table in the corner.
People were bustling around, and the staff were moving around busily.
Youngsoo took a deep breath.
And when he returned to the Central Plains, he shouted out the line he had always wanted to repeat.
“Jeomsoi! Here, one noodle and a bottle of Baekju! And a plate of Tangchori!”
At Youngsoo’s order, a young boy came running from afar.
“Yes! One noodle, one soup with tangchori, and one bottle of soju, please?”
“huh.”
“By the way, would you like your noodles in soup or mixed?”
“Uh… yeah?”
Youngsoo was a little embarrassed.
Was that something you could decide on?
“Then… with soup.”
“How about boiling noodles?”
No, even that?
“Uh, um, wavy… …?”
“Yes. Oh, and the tangchori stew might be a little spicy, is that okay?”
“Oh, yeah, I can eat spicy food well… … .”
“Yes, I will bring it to you right away!”
what.
I’ve never seen a guest house like this in a game.
Is this because it’s my first time here?
“I’ll give you some noodles and soju first.”
The noodles and alcohol came out first.
Youngsoo picked up a handful of noodles with his chopsticks and slurped them down.
It looks like it’s spread out a bit, but it’s still chewy and the meaty flavor is strong, even though it looks like it’s a little bland.
‘So this is what it tastes like, the noodles in a martial arts novel.’
In fact, even though he had been trapped in the game for 50 years, Youngsoo had never tasted the taste of inn food.
Because the sense of taste was not implemented in the game.
Besides, since you wouldn’t starve to death even if you didn’t eat, there was no reason to have an appetite or eat.
‘That’s fun.’
What I was most curious about in the game, I only found out after coming out into reality.
‘Then let’s have a drink too.’
He tilted the bottle of white wine and poured the liquor into a glass.
A clear alcohol like soju.
Yeongsu took a sip of the wine and drank it.
“Ugh… … .”
The color was clear, but the taste was quite rough.
It was also a bit rough.
It tasted similar to the cheap liquor sold at the supermarket, but it was still good enough.
One sip of alcohol, one sip of noodles.
As I was eating, everything I put in my mouth went down smoothly.
‘But there’s a reason why those bandits said this place was a good restaurant.’
The only dish left to be made was Tangchori-chuck.
Tangchori-chuck, a dish of fried pork tossed in a spicy sauce.
It was the origin of tangsuyuk.
Yeongsu smacked his lips inwardly.
‘I want to eat quickly.’
Since the collapse of civilization, Youngsu has not eaten fried food once.
It takes a huge amount of oil to fry something, but it wasn’t easy to secure that amount of oil.
And the high difficulty level of fried food was also a problem.
So, almost all meat dishes eaten in the wild had to be one of three: grilled, steamed, or in soup.
Of course, in a country like Korea where everything is a mess, even this was a huge luxury… but I couldn’t help missing fried food.
That’s why I ordered Tangchori Cheok.
Because I wanted to taste fried food like this again.
‘What will it taste like? I think it will be a little bit sweet. It’s not easy to get sugar or honey these days. Will it be crunchy? I hope it’s crunchy. Yes, the sauce that seeps deep into the crunchy middle… Oh, is that it?’
From a distance, Jeomsoi was seen running towards Yeongsu holding a plate.
A reddish substance served in a small dish.
The slightly sour smell was supported by a sweet scent, and the strong smell of oil was dissipating from the steaming hot air.
There it is.
That’s my tangchori… … .
Wheeeeee-
bang!!
That moment.
A man was thrown from the second floor to the first.
The man who fell hit the table and rolled over, then bumped into Jeomsoi who was passing by.
This is Jeomso-i carrying Yeongsu’s food.
“Eww!”
Jeomsoi fell to the floor with a single scream.
At the same time, the food he was holding was scattered across the floor.
Youngsoo’s pupils shook uncontrollably.
The sight of round, well-fried pieces of meat rolling around on the floor.
“no.”
Yeongsu looked dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
Meanwhile, a man standing on the second floor railing shouted.
“Hey you! You will die by my hands today!!”
This was the man who had just thrown the man who had fallen to the first floor.
And behind the man, a group of five or six people rose up together.
It was probably his gang.
Meanwhile, the crowd gathered around the man who had been thrown to the first floor.
“Isn’t this too much!”
“You think it’s bad? Come on, I’ll show you what real bad is! Come on, guys, hit!”
Wow!
The crowd on the second floor jumped down to the first floor all at once.
The moment the curtain was about to rise on the fight.
Whirl!
“uh?”
“Huh?!”
Phew!
Two of the guys who were jumping were suddenly dragged somewhere and thrown out of the guest room.
Suddenly the ropes binding their ankles pulled them down and threw them.
Whirlyrick-
Yeongsu muttered as he retrieved the spinal cord he had released.
“These little shits are eating my fries… …!”