Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 96



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Episode 96. A Lucky Day (6)

Hanbin sighed in bewilderment at the sight of the hesitating figures.

“phew.”

At the end of that sigh, Hanbin called Pyeon Yukrang-ah.

At Hanbin’s gesture, Pyeon Yukrang-ah ran over.

Even though he was a meat-eating rascal who looked like he could steam the Gangbuk martial arts world just by looking at his face, he was a gentle lamb to Hanbin.

Pyeon Yuk-rang-a said with a forced smile.

“Master, if there’s anything you want me to do… … .”

“Can you see them?”

“Yes, you mean the numerical ones?”

“Yeah, you go kick him out. He’s annoying.”

“Yes, Grandmaster.”

Pyeon Yuk-rang-a walked towards them and swung his Nang-a-bong.

Boom! Boom!

As the wind blew again, the pirates retreated, hesitating.

That was when.

Hanbin snapped his fingers.

Exactly!

That sound strangely felt louder than the sound of Pyeonyukrang-ah swinging his Nangabong.

This was the momentum and the power.

The pyeonyukrang-a and the water droplets stopped moving at the same time.

A situation where everyone’s eyes are focused on Hanbin.

Hanbin pointed to Geom-o with his index finger.

“You go, everyone else goes.”

“yes?”

When Geom-oh opened his eyes wide and asked again, Han-bin nodded.

“Yeah, except you.”

In an instant, the black-haired man turned into a stone statue.

The soldiers murmured and looked at each other.

Then someone said,

“Let’s get out quickly before I change my mind.”

“But, what about the sword?”

“Is the sword the problem? It looks like we’re all going to die… … .”

The pirates quickly boarded the ship, leaving only the sword behind.

Ta-da-dak, ta-da-dak.

The sound of the enemy’s urgent footsteps echoed through the hill.

Geom-oh, who was left alone, looked at Han-bin blankly.

Geom-oh recalled memories from his childhood.

If I think back, I was always abandoned.

Abandoned by his parents, he went to find his relatives, but those relatives turned him over as a slave.

Later, when he became mature, he left that house and moved into Gangbuk Sipsurochae.

In Geom-o’s life, the life of a hermit was the happiest.

But why do I feel abandoned again now?

Not only was he abandoned by his boss, he was also abandoned by his colleagues.

Geom-oh thought that Han-bin left behind only himself to set an example.

He might have cut himself to pieces in the most brutal way possible.

While Geom-oh was making up his mind, Han-bin spoke to him.

“What is your leader’s name?”

“… … .”

Geom-oh raised his head and blankly looked at Han-bin.

“Are you going to save me?”

“What would I do if I killed you? It wouldn’t matter if you were the leader who ran away.”

“Oh, thank you. ······Oh, by the way. The name of the leader who abandoned me is Yangakgun.”

“It’s a two-track system… … .”

Hanbin trailed off and tapped his temple.

Because I heard it somewhere.

But nothing came to mind right away, so I continued asking questions.

“What affiliation do you have?”

“This is Gangbuk Sipsurochae.”

“How many weeks?”

“This is Chil Chae-ju, who is active in Pyeongnyeong River.”

“Then tell me everything you can think of, including his characteristics.”

“So… … . Oh, there’s one more thing about it. I’m good at disguising myself.”

Geom-oh explained in great detail the characteristics of the Yangak Army, the leader of the group.

He was no longer the boss or anything.

To Geom-oh, Yang-ak-gun was a traitor.

Hanbin nodded as Geom-oh told him everything about Yang-ak-gun.

“Okay, I got it.”

“You’ll never catch him. He won’t return to the Pyeongnyeong River.”

“are you okay.”

“Are you okay? Great Swordsman.”

“No one was seriously hurt. Losing one thing isn’t a big deal.”

“Daehyeop, is it not a big deal that the Cheongmyeonghwan was stolen?”

Rather, it was Geom-oh who was more excited.

Sanseo Samsal, who was watching the scene, swallowed a hollow laugh.

Among them, Binghyeol Seo-saeng smiled bitterly.

“Come to think of it, wasn’t it you, hyung, who lost the train?”

“Yes, I… … .”

“Don’t worry, brother. Last time, you tricked me by throwing me a strange wooden box. This one will be fake too.”

“Haha, the Hancheol train that I lost this time was real.”

When Heuk-ui Salpung answered, Bing-hyeol Seo-saeng tilted his head and asked.

“Have you seen inside the box?”

“hmm.”

As Heuk-ui Salpung tilted his head, Bing-hyeol Seo-saeng continued speaking.

“Just because the Hancheol chest is real doesn’t mean the items inside are real, right? It’s not like the Hancheol chest is the only item there is.”

“Haha. I didn’t think that far ahead.”

“If it wasn’t fake, would you just leave us alone? Such a villain.”

The ice-blooded scholar gestured to Hanbin, who was talking from afar.

At the same time, Heukyi Salpung and Pyeonyukrang-ah nodded silently.

While they were speculating about the theft of the Cheongmyeonghwan, Hanbin looked at Seolhwa on the carriage with a kind face.

Then he snapped his fingers.

Exactly!

In an instant, Seolhwa turned her head and ran towards me like lightning.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Put it down, Seolhwa.”

Geom-oh tilted his head at Han-bin’s words. He couldn’t even guess what Han-bin was trying to do.

But then something strange happened.

Seolhwa opened her bundle and handed a thin brush to Hanbin.

“Here you are, Confucius.”

“Okay, thank you, Seolhwa.”

Hanbin nodded with a satisfied expression and picked up the brush.

Geom-oh, who was watching the scene, swallowed his saliva. He was so nervous that he gave meaning to every single one of Han-bin’s movements.

At first I thought he was writing on top of an empty bundle, but underneath it was a small blank piece of paper spread out.

Hanbin wrote something with one stroke of his hand.

Whoosh!

Hanbin put down his brush, dried the paper, folded it, and put it in the container.

Hanbin handed the Jeonseogu Tong to Seolhwa.

“Here it is.”

“Can I just fly it like before? Your Majesty.”

“Then that’s it. Seolhwa.”

As Seolhwa ran with light steps, Geom-oh tilted his head.

Geom-oh was thinking about what kind of punishment he should receive.

But nothing happened to him.

Besides, the maid named Seolhwa was smiling brightly, as if she was in a good mood.

All of this was incomprehensible to Geum-o.

Among the three Shanxi warriors who were looking at it, Heuk-ui Salpung clicked his tongue.

“They’re just like us. That guy Yangakgun is really pitiful.”

Then a dove flew over their heads.

Push!

The little girl who saw it said.

“Brothers, come to think of it, I should have thrown the pigeon into the river when I had time earlier.”

“Oh my.”

The Ice-blooded Scholar called out to Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah in a low voice.

“Why are you like that, brother?”

As Pyeon Yukrang-ah approached with her ears pricked up, Bing-hyeol Seo-saeng continued speaking.

“Whew… … You’re so simple, that’s nice. Even if we throw away the pigeons, wouldn’t that person spread rumors? He’s the kind of person who eats the truth and shifts the blame to us.”

“Haha, that’s right.”

“Perhaps, that guy, who is a member of the Yangak Army, is clearly dreaming and laughing about the fake.”

“Oh, now that I think about it, that makes sense.”

“Well, you probably think you’re lucky, but you don’t know what’s going to happen next.”

The Binghyeol scholar turned his head and looked at Hanbin.

Even Pyeon Yuk-rang turned his gaze to Han Bin.

As memories of the past few days lingered in my head, I found myself muttering to myself without realizing it.

“You devil!”

This was Pyeon Yukrang-ah’s true heart.

Since Pyeon Yukrang-ah’s voice was rather loud, Bing-hyeol Seo-saeng put his index finger to his lips.

“fizzle!”

* * *

Downstream of the river.

Yangakgun pulled out the nail stuck in his shoulder.

“Ugh… … That bastard. He just won’t give up until the very end.”

Yangakgun carefully unpacked his bundle.

Finally, the Hancheol track has revealed itself.

Just looking at it, it was clear that it was real because it gave off a chill.

Yangakgun looked at the Hancheol track and fell into thought for a moment.

If you sold this, you could eat it for the rest of your life, and if you took it, you could even reach the highest level.

The Yangak Army decided not to make a decision right away.

That was when.

Gugugu!

A dove flew over the heads of the two musicians.

“If it’s a dove, it’s a good omen, a good omen. Today is a really lucky day!”

Of course, that pigeon was the pigeon that Hanbin had sent.

If Jeonseo-gu had reached the opening, Yangak-gun might not be able to show his face for the rest of his life.

Of course, this also applies to water channels.

Yangakgun laughed heartily without even knowing the meaning of the dove flying over his head.

* * *

Three hours later.

Hanbin and his party walked towards Hanamjeongga.

At that time, the Binghyeol scholar who was walking ahead returned and asked.

“Master, there’s a village over there. How about staying there rather than sleeping out there?”

“Yeah.”

It was then that the Binghyeol Confucian scholar’s ​​gaze was fixed on Hanbin’s knees.

There was a small box there.

The Ice Blood Scholar quietly muttered to himself without realizing it.

“One-season track?”

Hanbin said with a grin.

“Why are you so surprised?”

“Oh, no.”

The Ice Blood Detective quickly turned his head.

No matter how much I thought about it, it was a situation I couldn’t understand.

If that’s the case, then the Cheongmyeonghwan that was stolen previously was also fake.

Here, Bing-hyeol Seo-saeng had one doubt.

‘Do I really have the real thing?’

‘Isn’t it already eaten?’

This was a reasonable suspicion.

As Binghyeolseosaeng tilted his head and walked forward, Akbi Gwang approached him urgently.

At that sight, Bing-hyeol Seo-saeng asked.

“Why are you doing that?”

“I came here to ask if we left anything behind.”

“It looks like nothing was left behind.”

“But why do I feel so empty?”

“Well, I don’t know either.”

The Ice Blood Detective quickly turned his head.

He had no more energy to speak. When the boat went round and round a few hours ago, he had to wonder if it was the devil who had come to visit him once again.

He is still struggling because he has not recovered from the spell that he was possessed by while practicing ice magic.

The nickname ‘Bing-hyeol’ was not due to the power of the ice ball that was as small as a rat’s tail, but rather due to his pale complexion.

While listening to their conversation, Pyeon Yukrang-ah looked around and counted the people.

I was wondering if the thing I missed was a person.

“One, two, three… … .”

The counting boy nodded. No one was missing.

There were nine people on the boat, and there were still nine people including himself when he got off the boat, so there weren’t any missing people.

So what did I miss?

The second oldest, Bing-hyeol Seo-saeng, was known for his extraordinary intelligence. If he was doubting something, then he was right in missing something.

Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah checked whether there was a pouch around her waist without realizing it.

He shook his head for a moment. Thinking about it, he remembered what Hanbin had confiscated.

At that time, Geom-oh, who had newly joined the group, asked.

“Why are you doing that?”

“It’s nothing. You and I are in the same situation, so don’t be so scared.”

Pyeon Yukrang-ah tapped Geom-oh on the shoulder.

I tried to hit it lightly, but Geom-oh was pushed forward.

Geom-oh felt like crying right now.

Hanbin brought him here because he was only pointing out Geom-o.

Although they said it was the leader’s responsibility, releasing the rest of the group was an act of extreme discrimination.

* * *

The seventh group of the Gangbuk 12-su-ro-chae was in shambles.

Actually, I should have done some more maintenance on land before I left, but I was afraid that Hanbin’s mind would change, so I left in a hurry.

One of the crowd put his hand to his forehead to block the sunlight and checked the distant land.

“phew.”