Genius Salsu of the World to Be Destroyed - Chapter 105
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Episode 105
10 minutes ago, right before Youngsoo confronted the innkeeper’s gang.
One of the innkeepers ran off somewhere naked.
The place where Jeomsoi arrived was a building where men were gathered.
The men were drinking, eating beef jerky, gambling with wooden chips, or sleeping.
But each of these people had one thing in common: they all had swords on their waists.
They were village guards belonging to Haomen.
An organization that steps in and resolves crimes such as violence or theft through force in the village.
For these, the villagers collect money every month to pay a protection fee.
So it was natural that Jeomsoi came to see the guards.
Because a fight broke out in the guest house.
“There’s a fight at Hongju Guesthouse! Please help!!”
As soon as Jeomsoi opened the guardhouse door, he shouted urgently.
But what came back was only Gosung.
“Hey, Inma! Can’t you see that we’re busy right now!!”
Bam!
Immediately afterwards, something thrown by one of the agents hit Jeomsoi on the forehead.
It was a wooden board used in gambling.
Jeomsoi sat down, clutching her forehead.
“Ugh… … .”
“Wait, Inma. It’s not like it’s been a day or two since there’s been a fight in the inn… … .”
The crew is ridiculously relaxed.
Looking at them, Jeomsoi felt like shit was burning.
A fight breaking out in the guest house?
Yeah, it was a common thing in the world of martial arts.
The problem was that just because something was common didn’t mean it didn’t cause any harm.
When the martial artists fight, all their furniture gets destroyed.
Even so, there were countless people who just waved their hands and left after the fight was over, and although there were some who left money as compensation, it was often not enough.
The money they left behind was only the price of the table and chairs.
They didn’t even give me the money I couldn’t earn because I couldn’t do business because I had to buy new ones.
So the best thing to do was to stop the fight before it escalated into a major one.
That’s why this guard exists.
Even though they were fully aware of the situation, the agents did not move.
Only after the wooden plaque had been passed around twice and the glasses had been passed around once did the men slowly begin to move their buttocks.
“Hongju Guesthouse? Ugh, this is getting annoying.”
Three Haomen members came out of the building.
Jeomsoi followed them, her insides burning with anger.
The sight of the inn being torn to pieces seemed vivid.
At that moment, one of the agents said,
“Oh, that’s right, the security deposit is going to go up starting next month. Make sure to tell the innkeeper.”
“Huh? Again?!”
“What did you just say?”
Chalkang-
He pushed the bridge of his nose with his thumb, revealing the blade.
Jeomsoi swallowed the words he was about to say as he saw the blade flash.
Daewon said.
“Be careful what you say.”
“… I will keep that in mind.”
So they arrived in front of Hongju Guesthouse.
And what they saw was a group of people running away in confusion.
People who have a completely swollen area somewhere, whether it be their arms, face, or something.
The agents entered the guest house with questioning faces.
To the guest room where Youngsoo is sitting.
* * *
Again, present.
Youngsoo said.
“You should apologize to the owner first. For slapping him in the face out of the blue.”
“what?”
His face turned grim in an instant.
At the same time, the innkeeper’s face became stern.
“No, sir, you don’t have to go that far.”
“I apologize.”
Haowen glared at Yeongsu with sharp eyes.
And Youngsoo looked at Daewon with eyes that did not back down an inch.
After exchanging those fierce gazes for a while, in the end… … .
“Hahahaha!”
Thud!
The snowball fight ended with Haomen laughing and lightly slamming the table.
“This guy is really spirited! Yes, to be active in the world of martial arts, you need to have this much spirit! Master!”
“Yes, yes!”
“I’m sorry about what happened earlier. I apologize. I’ll be careful not to do that again.”
“Oh my, what are you talking about… … .”
“In that sense, do you have any bamboo leaf tea here? Bring me a bottle.”
As he said that, Hao Wen placed the money for the drinks on the table.
The owner took the money for the drinks and ran hurriedly to get them.
Haowen’s gaze turned back to Yeongsu.
He said.
“Captain of the guard, this is Heo Seong.”
“It’s Cheon Yeong-su.”
“Here, have a drink. It feels good to finally meet a manly man.”
Heoseong.
Yeongsu quietly looked at this guy’s face and muttered to himself.
‘Nothing has changed, this guy.’
Youngsoo was feeling it.
That this guy is actually shaking right now.
Heo Seong had been completely defeated by Yeong Su in the snowball fight a little while ago.
To hide it, he pretended to be generous and acted coy.
If you want to be generous, be generous to those weaker than you. If you want to be ruthless, be ruthless even to the strong.
He was a petty person.
‘I guess this guy also learned something from watching his superior.’
If it was Heo Seong’s superior, it would naturally be Hao Mun-ju.
The head of the Haomen clan and the vice-minister of the Grand Council.
Even the deputy superintendent was a man of few words when it came to pettiness.
The problem is that its pettiness adds immense power.
As can be seen from his nickname, Taisabou (太死斧), Hao Wenzhu was a warrior who could easily swing a double-edged axe weighing 300 jin.
What if someone this powerful also has selfish and cunning aspects?
The level of evil was beyond words.
“So, may I ask what brings you to this seemingly insignificant town?”
Yeongsu took a gulp of bamboo leaf tea before answering Heo Seong’s question.
Unlike the broad daylight, the sweet scent of grass wafted in.
Not my taste.
“Actually, I came to see Lord Haomun.”
“Your Majesty? What brought you here?”
A slight wariness appeared on Heo Seong’s face.
“Why would an outsider come to see the head of a sect in person? He would want to be allowed to enter.”
“Oh… … ?”
Heo Seong smiled strangely.
“This, this, if I do well today, I might get a pretty strong junior?”
“Junior… right?”
Yeongsu pretended not to know and opened his eyes wide.
Heo Seong said, pointing to the Haomun pattern engraved on his chest.
“Hey! I am Haomen! Can’t the one who is requesting initiation recognize this? Haha!”
“Oops… I’m sorry!”
“Haha! Okay, let’s get up first.”
The men of Haomen stood up together with Youngsoo.
Heo Seong asked.
“Are you going to go straight to headquarters?”
“Then thank you.”
“Okay. Let’s go.”
So they started to cross the street and head towards Haomen headquarters.
however…….
“Oh my, Nureong-ah, why are you doing that?”
An oxcart pulled by a merchant blocked their path.
For some reason, the cow suddenly sat down.
Of course, the distance was wide, and I could have just turned around and avoided it… … .
“What a dirty mess.”
bang!
Heo Seong kicked the sled away.
The sledgehammer crashed into the fruit shop next door, scattering broken stalls and fruit everywhere.
“Gyaaaah!”
“Why don’t you be quiet?!”
At Heoseong’s shout, the merchants were unable to move and kept their mouths shut.
“Stop being such a jerk, I really… … .”
As he said that, Heo Seong looked at Yeong Su and smiled.
It was a laugh that seemed to say, “Aren’t you offended? But what are you going to do about it?”
Now that he knows that Youngsoo will soon be his junior, he just means to treat him like that.
Yeongsu responded to that smile with a bitter smile.
So they went their way.
Behind them, the merchants’ lamentations and cries continued for a long time.
This was the martial arts of the Central Plains.
A dystopia where the alliance died out long ago and only unchecked violence remains.
To the common people who had not learned martial arts, martial artists were walking disasters.
Because of this, the common people, although no one dared to say it, all had one earnest wish.
Death of all martial artists.
And their wish was about to come true, even if only slightly, today.
* * *
Haomen Headquarters.
Two men were sitting across from each other at a table covered with a silk tablecloth, talking.
One of them was the leader of the Gwiyeongdan, Sa Hyeon-ik.
And there was a man sitting in front of me, bowing and pouring me a drink.
A middle-aged man with a rather large belly, but still with a sturdy frame.
In fact, what was more striking was the gold mask he was wearing on his face.
A gold mask that covers the area under the eyes like a mask.
The person wearing the golden mask was none other than Hao Wenzhou, the Vice Minister.
“How is the leader of this shabby place… How is the leader of this shabby place?”
“To make a long story short, Goga was attacked by the Demonic Cult.”
Hyung-kwan’s eyes widened.
“Are you talking about the house of the late King Gojongmyeong?”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t this Hubei?”
“That’s the problem. The demonic bastards have started to move.”
Hyung-kwan gulped and said.
“But why here… … .”
“Isn’t this the neighborhood right next door? There’s a mountain between us.”
“Yes, that’s right. Then what will our Haomen do… … .”
“If you see anyone who is presumed to be a cultist, immediately shoot them with a blindfold. If you can kill them, then shoot them.”
“I will accept it.”
“Don’t make too much noise. If word gets out that a demon cult has appeared in Hubei, there will be a great uproar in the world of martial arts.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
“Good.”
Hyun-ik put down the glass he had been drinking from and sat quietly without saying a word.
A few seconds of awkward silence.
Hyung-kwan, who was fidgeting, suddenly wondered why this person was like this, but soon realized the reason.
“Oh my, look here! Quickly!”
At the officer’s shout, the servant hurriedly entered the room carrying something.
It was a small lacquered wooden box.
The officer spoke in a polite tone, holding out the box.
“It’s not much, but please accept it.”
Hyunik opened the box.
Inside the box were neatly packed gold bars.
Hyun-ik said as he closed the box with a satisfied expression.
“I will tell the lord well.”
“Thank you. Please take a look.”
“Don’t come out.”
After Hyun-ik left, Hyeong-gwan slapped his own cheek with his own hand and muttered.
“Hey, what an idiot! I prepared everything and then forgot about it… …!”
Then he called his servant and asked him.
“But has the protection fee increased?”
“I understand that it is currently being collected.”
“Did you say the amount would go up starting next month?”
“Yes. I do have some complaints, but… … .”
“Just behead a couple of them and hang them on the street. Then there won’t be any more complaints.”
“yes.”
The servant went out of the room.
* * *
Youngsu and Heo Seong and their party were climbing the mountain path.
This is because Haomen’s headquarters was located on a small mountainside a little way from the village.
A place where the village is clearly visible like the palm of your hand.
Heo Seong asked Yeong Su.
“But where did you learn martial arts?”
“I am self-taught.”
“Huh, you’re saying that level of skill was self-taught?”
At that time, when we had reached the Haomen headquarters.
“Huh?”
They encountered a man coming out of Haomen headquarters.
It was Sa Hyun-ik, who had just finished meeting with Hao Wenzhou.
Heo Seong immediately bowed and said.
“Meet the captain!”
“hmm.”
Hyunik nodded slightly in greeting.
And soon his gaze left Heo Seong and turned to Yeong Su.
Hyunik said.
“But… who are you? I don’t think I’ve seen you in Haomen.”
I know.
I saw you often.
The word came up, but… … .
“My name is Cheon Yeong-su. I have come to ask for initiation into Haomun.”
“Hmm?”
Hyunik nodded as if to say, “Is that so?”
Then he passed Youngsoo and Heosung and went down the mountain path.
Yeongsu thought as he glanced at Hyeonik walking away.
‘I guess you’re on your way to meet Haomunju.’
Unless something very serious happens, Hyun-ik never comes to Hao-mun in person.
But the fact that you’re here means that there’s something ‘serious’ going on…
‘You came here to annihilate the Go family.’
It seems that the Demonic Cult intervened in the process, so they must have come to inform you.
Otherwise, there would be no reason for someone as close to the leader to come to this wretched place.
‘Things are going according to my intention.’
At that moment, as I was thinking that way and about to continue walking towards Haomen.
“for a moment.”
Shhh!
Hyunik swung his knife at Yeongsu’s neck.