Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 423



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423. Confucius Gathering Ears of Wheat (2)

Seol-hwa asked, seeing Sim Mi-ho looking around with a strange expression.

“Why are you like that, Sister?”

“Where is your lord?”

“The Master said he had something urgent to do and left first. Then, all of a sudden, a messenger came flying in and told him to join the Red Blood Tigers. And this is… … .”

Seolhwa searched through her bosom and took out a note.

Sim Mi-ho accepted the note and narrowed her eyes.

“what?”

Because the content of the note I read was absurd.

The message was simple: seize the grain that was on the market as we passed by.

Control?

How much do you have to buy to be considered as control?

The Red Tigers didn’t have any funds at the moment.

Although his lord Hanbin gave him some money, it was for travel expenses.

There wasn’t enough money to buy grain.

A situation that I absolutely cannot understand.

Seolhwa smiled faintly at that sight, as if she had known it would happen.

“Hehe, when I first saw it, I wondered what was going on.”

“That’s right. But with what money… … .”

“As for money, Cheonghwa and I have some. I think we can solve it first with that money. And Master Seo Jae-oh has also decided to help.”

“Seolhwa, where did you say the money is?”

Sim Mi-ho looked at Seol-hwa with eyes of suspicion.

That would be the case, since Seolhwa was in a position where she had to get sweets from the members of the Red Blood Tiger Corps.

The contract with the lord Hanbin is strictly unpaid.

Sim Mi-ho also felt sorry for such stories, so she would buy them sweets whenever she saw them.

But how much money do you have to buy grain?

It was a situation that I simply couldn’t understand.

At that moment, Seolhwa began to search through her arms again.

Then he took out a leather pouch.

Sim Mi-ho shook her head at that sight.

It was a leather pouch that looked unappealing to anyone.

Even if you put money in that leather pouch, it would only be enough to hold about ten nyang of silver.

Of course, it could have been a lot of money.

But the money was not enough to carry out the lord’s orders.

Why did the lord give such an impossible order?

That was what Simmiho was most curious about.

At that moment, Seolhwa opened the leather pouch.

Sim Mi-ho’s eyes widened as she looked at the leather pouch.

Inside was a bead that, at first glance, looked like it was no ordinary object.

It was the night liquor that gave off an aura as if it was sucking up the sunlight.

“Oh my, if it’s to that extent… … .”

“This is a small one. There’s another one too… … .”

“Why is that?”

“Confucius said that in martial arts, one-third of one’s wealth is hidden.”

“Isn’t that a skill?”

“Anyway, you told me to hide it… … .”

“Yes, I think this will be enough. The lord has left you with the slush fund.”

“This is mine.”

“What do you mean? It’s not something my lord gave you, is it? It’s yours?”

“I picked this up. Confucius said it was mine because I picked it up.”

“omg.”

Sim Mi-ho opened her mouth wide.

Then I looked at the night sky and the snow flower alternately.

It was clear that the Yamyeongju was the highest quality Yamyeongju from Cheonsan.

Why do I feel a radiance around Seol-hwa, who had seemed pitiful all this time?

That was when.

A gust of wind blew.

Whirlwind.

Sim Mi-ho turned her head reflexively.

There, Baekmirang and Gwanggae are covered in dust.

Sim Mi-ho asked cautiously.

“Where did you two go?”

“I went to find some money and elixir.”

When Gwanggae pointed to the bag on his shoulder, Simmiho tilted his head.

There were two sacks that Gwanggae was carrying on his shoulders.

“What is that? The Great Swordsman of Gwanggae.”

“This is exactly… … .”

Gwanggae placed the two sacks on the floor with dignity.

thud.

The impact was so loud that it shook the ground, accompanied by a dull thud.

But one of them didn’t make any sound at all.

One heavy sack and one light sack?

Sim Mi-ho, curious, lowered her head.

At that sight, Gwanggae asked.

“What would you like to see first?”

“I’ll start with the heavy bag.”

“Look here.”

As Gwanggae opened the sack, Simmiho put her head close to the opening of the sack.

At that moment, Sim Mi-ho let out an exclamation.

“Oh my god, what the heck is this… … .”

At that sight, So Dae-seop, who was standing next to him, opened his eyes wide.

“What are you so surprised about? Deputy Chief Sim.”

“See for yourself.”

So Dae-seop lowered his head and looked inside the bag.

There was a lot of silver in there.

Gwanggae smiled awkwardly at the sight of the two surprised people.

“I had to exchange gold bars for silver bars because I didn’t have any, so the amount increased a bit.”

“Where on earth did this money come from?”

When So Dae-seop asked, Gwang-gae pointed to Baek Mi-rang with his chin.

No, to be exact, it was referring to Cheonghwa riding on Baek Mirang’s back.

So Dae-seop was even more incomprehensible.

Then Seolhwa continued speaking, pointing to Cheonghwa.

“Cheonghwa and I picked up some night liquor together. Hehe.”

So Dae-seop and Sim Mi-ho were shocked by Seol-hwa’s explanation.

After catching her breath, Sim Mi-ho turned her gaze to the sack next to her.

“But what is that light bag?”

“It’s an elixir. Would you like to take a look at this too?”

As Gwanggae opened the sack, Simmiho instinctively put her head into the sack.

At that moment, Sim Mi-ho screamed.

“omg.”

Sim Mi-ho was so surprised that she took a few steps back.

At that sight, So Dae-seop quickly asked.

“What on earth is inside that makes you do that, Vice-Captain Shim?”

“The elixir is correct. But… … .”

As Sim Mi-ho trailed off, So Dae-seop quickly checked the handle.

So Dae-seop’s reaction was the same.

No, So Dae-seop was frozen and couldn’t move at all.

The thing in the bag was a white sand that can only be seen in winter.

And there weren’t just one or two of them.

It just seemed light due to the squishy nature of the snake.

Gwanggae closed the bag and spoke to Sodaeseop.

“Prince Peng asked me to join the Red Blood Tiger Corps.”

At that moment, So Dae-seop took a step back without realizing it.

Sim Mi-ho also made a sour expression.

Why do I suddenly remember the days when I only ate yellow radish greens at Cheonsujang?

Sim Mi-ho shrugged her shoulders, feeling ominous that it might become a stock.

* * *

Meanwhile, Hanbin was looking into the sky with a pleased look in his eyes.

[Advanced Skills]

[Speed: seventy, limit: eighty]

[… … ]

[Eye: Seventy, Limit: Eighty]

Thanks to the assassins who flocked to threaten Youngho’s life, the level of all the factions rose to a certain level.

A question suddenly occurred to Hanbin.

The question was whether it was really necessary to collect the knots to the limit.

After a moment of hesitation, Hanbin shook his head.

In the world of martial arts, one must always be prepared for danger.

The saying that the more the better is the more it is true in martial arts.

Hanbin crossed his arms with a pleased expression.

I was looking forward to seeing what prey would come tonight.

That was when.

Hanbin looked at the skills of Yongrin Sword Technique again.

Is it a limit?

Now that I think about it, I had an expectation that there would be some kind of reward if I filled it to the limit.

then?

It meant that it was one step closer to the end of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

As his thoughts reached this point, Hanbin suddenly became worried.

‘Did I hit too hard?’

Hanbin was worried about what he would do if they didn’t come back.

There was someone nearby who had an expression exactly like Hanbin.

It was none other than Youngho.

Youngho’s expression was several times more serious than Hanbin’s.

Youngho couldn’t understand his own condition at all.

I’ve heard of drunken fighting and drunken swordsmanship, but this is my first time hearing of the martial art called dream swordsmanship.

If you swing a sword while intoxicated in your dreams, is that sleepwalking or martial arts?

It would be even more creepy if it were real.

You showed your face in the open sea and committed murder without even knowing it?

“hmm.”

Youngho furrowed his brows as he did so.

At that sight, Hanbin asked with a kind face.

“Your Majesty, you have many worries too.”

“Yes, I have many concerns. Is there really such a thing as a dream sword?”

“Yes, I have read it in an old book.”

“Isn’t that the same thing as sleepwalking? If it were to harm someone… … .”

This was sincere.

It didn’t matter if I secretly took someone’s life.

But if it happened unconsciously, it was a problem.

In short, it is only a matter of time before he becomes a public enemy in the martial arts world.

“That’s not it. I’ve clearly heard in the old books that it moves according to the will of the warrior. Since you’re walking the path, you don’t have to worry about that.”

“… … .”

Youngho barely managed to hold back the scream that was about to burst out.

He was from a wealthy family and only did shady work under Wi Sang-ho.

He was far from being decent.

Youngho shook his head.

This was not a coincidence, it was a curse.

Youngho wanted to steal the money that the student had and quickly complete the mission.

If he returned after completing the mission, Phase Ho would cure his current condition.

After a while, as the day grew dark, Youngho suddenly felt afraid.

Youngho barely managed to shake off his fear.

I decided that I would definitely steal the money that the student had tonight.

Youngho looked at Heukmirang.

“I think I’ll have to settle down here today.”

“Yes, I guess so.”

“I’ll clean up the place and hide nearby.”

“Aren’t you together?”

“I will leave the close escort of the Confucius to the Black Warrior and take up a position nearby. I think what happened yesterday will come up.”

“Yes, please do that.”

When Heukmirang nodded, Youngho prepared the bed without giving her a moment to breathe.

They laid down soft grass and covered it with leather.

Then they lit a bonfire in the middle.

Anyone who looked at him saw that he looked like Hanbin’s bodyguard.

Of course, Youngho was in a hurry today, determined to empty Seo-saeng’s pockets.

As the bonfire started to burn, Hanbin placed the skewers on top.

For a moment, the smell of meat tickled my nose.

There were four pairs of eyes looking at that scene at that time.

They were none other than Gangnam Saho.

Among them, Ilho narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice.

“Is the author Youngho’s bodyguard?”

“Yes, that’s for sure. According to what the assassins sent yesterday said, I heard that he was definitely hit by someone dressed as a scholar.”

The person who answered was Lee Ho of Gangnam Saho.

However, Ilho narrowed his eyes even further.

“If the author was the escort, why didn’t he kill the assassin and let him live?”

When Ilho tilted his head, Leeho answered.

“According to the assassin, he pretended to be dead. He beat him until he really died.”

“You’re going to beat me until I die?”

“Looking at his face and his wounds, it’s clear that he died while being a fan. It’s really brave that he didn’t die.”

“So the author is that kind of expert?”

“Yes, isn’t his behavior also a bit sly? Youngho is also great. Isn’t he pretending to be a bodyguard because he thinks someone will watch him? First, let’s cut off Youngho’s neck and then kill that warrior in scholar’s ​​attire.”

“hmm.”

Ilho tapped his temple with his index finger as if he was thinking about something.

Gangnam Saho is quite well known in Gangnam Jeongpa.

One of the so-called representative swordsmen of Gangnam was Gangnam Saho.

But cut someone’s throat?

If this were to become known, the swordsman’s reputation would be tarnished.

Il-ho decided to take the lives of the woman, the student, and Yeong-ho.

The next day’s worry was simple.

From now on, it was important to find the most efficient method of killing.

Ilho looked at Leeho.

“Let’s proceed as you wish.”

“Understood, Captain.”

As Ilho signaled with his head, Samho and Saho, who had been watching the conversation, moved quickly.

Ilho drew his sword in advance.

Then he wrapped the sword in cloth.

The reason Ilho wrapped his sword in cloth was simple.

It was to avoid revealing the truth about life.

Ilho also wrapped his leather shoes in cloth.

Although he operated in the open, Ilho was one of the few warriors of the Wissega clan who could perform perfect stealth.

It was enough for me to kill Youngho and the warrior in the scholar’s attire.