Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 30



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Episode 30

Morel, who was listening to Ferran’s words from the side, couldn’t hide his embarrassment.

“That, that, that big sister. That kind of story···”

“What kind of story is that?”

Morel, seeing Ferran’s calm appearance, looked around and lowered his voice.

“···If you want to secretly take out the person imprisoned in the temple prison, it means the entire temple of the sun, so

I will ignore the authority of all seven families, Sister! If I get caught, I will

It’s not just a matter of being demoted to a cultivator, but you might even be executed! At that time, the clan

“Even the name of God cannot protect us!”

“Mr. Parum, who is locked up in the temple prison, is not being guarded by anyone right now.

“He saved my life, so I will save his.”

It was a similar story to what Morel had said. Morel himself seemed to know that and slept quietly.

He blurted out, but then he continued talking as if he remembered something.

“Sister, you can’t save Mr. Parm by just responding emotionally.

No? Rather, yes. Isn’t there a market for Lesandor? Parm to the market

If I tell him about the teacher’s imprisonment, won’t he save me? Even if he’s Cassian.

“If the market applies direct pressure, they might release the teacher.”

“Didn’t you hear what I just said? He hates the market. Not now, but

He was the one who said with confidence that the market should be closed. And the market was closed.

“Why, teacher? Do you two know each other?”

“I don’t know about that… but aren’t we the same species?”

Ferran looked at Morel with pity.

“Have you forgotten what Mr. Parum is accused of now? Murder of his own people. And that too.

A renowned scholar. If there was clear evidence of his innocence, he would have been killed right at the scene of the murder.

“We cannot release a captured person simply because he or she is of the same race.”

“Well, then… I guess I should tell Ishanka…”

“I guess you didn’t know because you were demoted to a trainee warrior and only spent time in the side story. Ishanka, you are

He is on guard inside the Golden Civil War. He said he had friction with the lord of the house… Anyway

“It’s not a situation where you can help us.”

Eventually, Morel’s face and ears sagged. His face seemed to age by several years in an instant.

It seemed like he was going to save the teacher as if he was saving his own life, and he really did.

It seemed as if he was going to die when it seemed like his life was going to be lost.

It’s a situation where you try to save one person but end up losing your balls, but you don’t care

If so, that would be even stranger.

And Jincheol, who had been watching the two people and listening quietly until then, said to Woo who was next to him

Said to Dim.

“You should have gone to these two people instead of coming to me. You both risked your lives.

“You’re trying to save the teacher.”

“I know you would risk your life to save the teacher, Jincheol. And these two people

“It was inside the temple. I couldn’t find it.”

“···”

Jincheol smiled bitterly. Why is this tight-fisted hair so extreme? It’s not worth living.

It’s best if you ask for it. And if you know me, you know how much I know, you rascal.

When I turned my gaze to Ferran, she and Morel were also looking at Jincheol. Jincheol

Eun said with a light sigh.

“I understand that we have to rescue the teacher ourselves since there is no other way. But that

I don’t believe that the four of us are saying that we should just storm the main gate of the temple.

I will do it.”

“Of course not. If you do something like that, only me and Morel will be executed.

“Because it goes beyond that and causes trouble to the entire Antera clan.”

“Then you’re saying we should sneak in and get the teacher out of prison… But that’s okay.

Would a pagan like me enter the temple of the sun?

The first day he came to Shiol, the day Jincheol accepted the truth of the era in the third library. That day

At that time, Morel said that a person of ‘low birth’ like Jincheol could never enter the temple of the sun.

I put it up.

In fact, what Jincheol observed during the two months he stayed in this city was a large bridge.

The Sun Temple was practically off-limits to all races except Esai. This time

But it looks like the prisoners are getting in just fine.

“Jincheol is not trying to enter the sanctuary of civil war, but to save Mr. Parum.

The only thing you need to do is go to the underground prison of the temple. The temple warriors and other elders of the clan

“You’d be really upset if you found out, but I’m not that kind of closed-minded.”

No, this woman. If you get caught going in, you’re in trouble anyway. But anyway

Ferran and Morel were also risking their lives to do this. Anyway, these two fell

Jincheol decided not to do it and to let that level of problem pass.

“Okay. So how do you plan on infiltrating? I’ll have to look into the temple’s security and its internal structure.

I don’t know anything, so you have to tell me so I can make some plans. Like crossing the river.

“I’m going to heaven.”

Ferran shook his head at Jincheol’s words.

“Don’t think about crossing the river from outside to enter the temple. That way you won’t be able to enter the temple.

You can’t enter. Not only is the security tight, but the power of the temple is also protecting the outer wall.

Because I’m giving it to you.”

“The power of the temple?”

“There is a cannon called the ‘Arrow of the Sun’ hidden on the outer wall of the temple. It was built a long time ago.

Even during the war with Siya, only the Temple of the Sun was not invaded by the power of the cannons.

“Eventually, they surrendered because their supplies were cut off.”

Cannon. I thought all Esai liked to use swords and set up. But

In the end, they think that the power of artifacts is more powerful than guns.

That must be why. No, isn’t there a pillar inside the temple where food comes out?

This broke down and surrendered.

In any case, if crossing the river was impossible, there was no other way than the main gate. Jincheol was a stray.

He continued talking, clearing his throat.

“No matter how much Nana Udim disguises herself, she will never look like Esai. Right now, Parum

“It’s also a problem to bring the teacher out. I don’t think we can get through the main gate either.”

“That’s right. Neither the stomach nor the main gate will work. That’s what Jincheol said earlier, just charging in without thinking.

“It won’t be much different from that.”

“Then what do you want to do?”

At Jincheol’s words, Ferran paused for a moment and fell into thought. But Morel, who was next to him,

He frowned as if he knew what she was thinking.

“Sister, are you talking about the ‘deep underground of the temple’? Only children would believe that.

“It’s a ghost story.”

“That’s not just a ghost story.”

“Huh? That’s not a ghost story? But···”

“Where do you think our artifacts come from?”

“Sometimes the craftsmen fix something that was already there, and sometimes they gather materials to make something new.

And··· and there are also items excavated from other places···”

“Currently, the production of artifacts is in the area of ​​the original Sidalia River.

The place where the most artifacts were excavated is our Shiol. Among the Shiols, the sun god

Jeon Ji-ji. Don’t you know why the old Sandesiya kingdom tried to occupy Shiol? Recently

For a hundred years the underground has been sealed off as it has become dangerous, but some craftsmen still manage to reach the upper levels.

“I’m exploring. Don’t you study your family history?”

“Uh …

“Yes, externally, they deny the existence of underground mines. They also deny it to the mayor and the members of the National Assembly.

I say there is no such thing. Because that is our strength. If we solve the risk factors.

It will be a great help in the future too… After this work is over, you and I will go to the library to study.

let’s do it.”

“···Yes, Sister.”

Jincheol and Udim’s eyes widened at the conversation between the two. What are you talking about?

Why are you guys talking about things that only you know while sitting in front of me, you idiots? And to the outside world

If you’re going to do something like that, don’t say things like that in front of outsiders.

Jincheol said.

“Even if you listen closely, it doesn’t seem like something you would get excited about at a restaurant.”

“It’s so noisy that everyone is just concentrating on their own table conversation. There’s a lot of noise around us.

“And there’s no one sitting.”

You guys are warriors of a noble family, so you don’t come near me. What kind of evil do you usually do?

Why are people in the restaurant not even making eye contact with each other from afar? Jincheol laughed in vain.

It spilled. Ferran smiled brightly as he looked at Jincheol like that.

“And the two of them are now in the process of infiltrating the temple’s basement and freeing the prisoners.

“Are the Lambs afraid of such a story?”

Is it a provocation? At least that’s what Udim heard. The guy snorts.

And he shook his head.

“No. Stories don’t scare me. Guns kill people.

“Stories are just stories. I’m not afraid.”

“···You are truly a true Olog.”

“Is that a compliment?”

“Yeah, Inma.”

Jincheol turned his gaze to Ferran, leaving Udim’s expression somewhat smug.

“So, there is a passageway leading into the underground of the Temple of the Sun?”

“To be exact, there is an old underground city under the Temple of the Sun. The practitioners of the Sun doctrine

Before the flames of the Sun Temple were lit, they lived in burrows deep underground during the winter season.

It is a place that is described as a trace of the old days. It is a place where artifacts from a forgotten empire are kept.

It was a place where old antiques were excavated, but it has been closed down for quite some time due to the risk of collapse.

It didn’t go down.”

“···As I just said, is it okay for you to say such things to me so carelessly?”

Ferran answered with a faint smile on his face.

“We have the same goal now. Rescue Mr. Parm. People with the same goal can hide

You have to do your best without giving up. That’s the only way to achieve your goal.

And from what I see, you’re not the type of person to go around telling secrets carelessly.

Especially secrets that might embarrass other people.”

Jincheol quietly looked at her smile. It was true, but at the same time, it was idealistic.

It was also a friendly word. People who have the same goal but become ugly for their own benefit.

How much is this? If people were as honest as Ferran is now, there wouldn’t be a war.

Wouldn’t have happened.

No, no. These were not Jincheol. They were a race from over ten thousand years ago in the 21st century.

It was. Maybe these people could live up to those words.

So are they a better race than humans? But Jincheol has seen it in the past two months.

Those who came were not much different from the ancestors ten thousand years ago. They were a better race.

If that were the case, the back alleys of Shiol and the bare-knuckle fighting arena would not have existed.

In the end, this is not a characteristic of Esai as a whole, but the main character who is smiling right in front of you.

It must have been a characteristic of humanity.

Anyway, don’t talk so carelessly about the guy next to you with the bushy hair or this punk.

It was something I didn’t know. Jincheol said, clearing away the random thoughts that were blooming in his head.

“Okay, I understand. Then how do I get down to the underground city? Other than inside the temple.

“Is there any way to get down from Shiol?”

“That… that part is a bit problematic.”

“why?”

“I know the general location, but I don’t know the exact entrance···”

Oh my. That’s the most important thing, you woman. Jincheol felt like sighing deeply.

I barely held it in. I wonder what condition Mr. Parm is in now.

When you say it’s the dungeon of a temple, I imagine it to be some kind of torture chamber in a medieval dungeon.

Considering the case of the Antera Musas, they could have been beaten up without much thought.

I feel sad and also laugh when I imagine Mr. Parum, who has become a night owl like the pirates.

I was wondering if those pirates were in that prison too.

“···It must be the port side. It must be the south dock, because there are so many warehouses and buildings there.

“There are so many···”

“Wait a minute. South Pier?”

Ferran nodded in response to Jincheol’s question.

“That’s what I heard from my old teacher. You can go down to the underground city from there.

“There is a way. You said so in passing.”

A smile finally appeared on Jincheol’s lips. There was a guy he knew. The man at the Sioll Pier.

The boss of the underworld who holds the fist fight ring tightly. Dock workers, drunkards, gamblers

A guy who steals all the money from addicts.

“Do you happen to know Meti Doti?”

“What is that? Is that a person’s name?”

“Yeah, there’s this little shit with that funny name. He’s got a big pier.

“I’m holding the guy. I think I have at least a clue.”

“Oh, that’s good. Then let’s try to get some information from that person.”

Jincheol stood up from his seat with a sly smile. His hand clenched.

He clenched his fist and gave a stern look. He knew the situation in the underworld very well.

Tego, even if I didn’t know, if I tightened my fist, he would come looking for me. I’ll pay off my debt at the same time.

It was a great opportunity, it was great.

As the four people were leaving the dining hall, there was a commotion on one side of the Antar Square.

It was happening. When I looked closely, I saw two Esais in unique outfits and a group of Ologs standing there.

He stood there staring at Roh.

The Esai wear rectangular hats with a sun design and a red sun design.

He was wearing this painted breastplate. It was a little longer and more neat than the Antera warriors.

It was a funeral, and when Jincheol saw it, he was reminded of a white priest’s robe.

The Ologs were a common group of Ologs in Sioux, but what were they for?

He was surrounded by the two Esai, all excited and giggling.

The moment Jincheol saw the situation and was about to say something, he was caught in the hands of two Esai wearing hats.

A white flash of light flashed out. The flash was followed by a swoosh-swoosh.

The sound of the air tearing erupted one after another, and red blood stained the floor of Antera Square.

It was.

“Gyaaak-!”

“···They are. They are the teacher···”

At the same time as the people in the square who saw the blood screamed, Udim, who was next to him, muttered like this.

Jincheol could also sense their identity. The Shinjeon warrior, Tae, who arrested Mr. Parum

The two doctrine practitioners. They were. They went to any Olog to find the Udim they had missed.

It looked like he was holding on and causing trouble.

The light that burst out a moment ago was a whip held in each of their hands. Belt

He wrapped it up like that and then swung it around by surprise to attack the Orlogs.

The Ologs were all rolling on the floor, bleeding profusely. Those who died from one blow were

However, it seemed as if all of them had lost the will and strength to fight.

“How dare you come to Anthera’s square….”

It was Morel’s words. He was ready to grab the sword at his waist and rush forward at any moment.

Seyed. But Ferran stopped him. She looked back at Jincheol and Udim and said.

“I have to hide during the day and move around when the sun goes down. That is the time for prayer.

“Kka. Udim covers his face well.”

“But Sister, those guys···”

“There are many brothers and sisters who would protest against them, besides us. Look over there. Remishin and her

“They are my younger siblings.”

As she said, several other Esai in the square were approaching the temple warriors.

He looked so angry that he looked like he was going to pull out a knife.

“I won’t really fight. But since I came out of Antera Square without any reason, I think it’s a good thing.

“We’ll face some resistance. We’ll try to squeeze our way through it.”

While the voices of the temple warriors and the Antera warriors grew louder, Peran, Jincheol, and Udim,

And he led Morel out of the square.

Jincheol looked back. He faced the Antera warriors with faces as stiff as wax.

The temple warriors appeared. Beneath them, the Ologs who had been entangled in the wrong way were bleeding.

They weren’t even receiving emergency treatment. It’s the first time I’ve seen these Ologs look so pitiful.

*

The sunset enveloped the docks of Sioux in a red-orange hue. Numerous warehouses and

The buildings and the people flowing through the gaps all glowed with the same color. Jincheol

Suddenly, I remembered the sunset on the day I arrived in Shiol, and quietly looked up at the western sky.

“What’s there? The sunlight hurts my eyes.”

“···”

Jincheol turned his head. He saw Udim. He had a gloomy face that he often saw.

He was tilting his head while looking at Jincheol.

“Okay. Do you know how to shoot that?”

“of course.”

Udim answered confidently, holding up the rifle in his hand. They are now in Shiolbu.

He was hiding on the roof of a warehouse in Du, not far from Meti Dotti’s lair.

It was a place that was not supported.

The rifle that Udim is holding was lent to him by Jincheol. Anyway, he is the boss of an underworld organization.

It was impossible to tell Jincheol to fight with his bare hands when he was going to invade their base.

He was killing time by spinning the revolver in his hand.

At that moment, a face appeared on the rooftop opposite where the two people were sitting. It was Ferran.

“Nothing happened, right?”

“I was just basking in the sun. How was work?”

After rescuing Mr. Parm, she immediately arranges for a ship to leave for Jiphain.

It was the road. It was best to find the truth and find the real culprit to clear the teacher’s name.

But, that could have been done after rescuing the teacher from the hands of the radical religious fanatics.

Moreover, the most suspicious man, the servant of the historian, was imprisoned in the room right next to the teacher.

Oh, it was going to be. Just stay alive, I’ll tear your mouth open and make you tell me everything.

Because I’ll give it to you.

“I got the boat without much difficulty. It’s scheduled to depart tomorrow morning, so I’ll take the teacher out.

“Just make sure you don’t get caught until then.”

Jincheol and Udim followed her down from the rooftop. Morel was waiting downstairs.

We exchanged greetings.

At the end of the day, there weren’t many people walking around the dock. Even so, there were only Ferran and Morel.

After seeing my attire, he either avoided eye contact or simply gave me a polite nod.

“Then go ahead, Jincheol. To that person named Meti Dotti.”

So, four people including Jincheol, Ferran, Udim, and Morel walked between the warehouses on the dock.

Among them, Meti Doti made it his base and established a bare-knuckle fighting arena.

There was a bar that used it as a pub.

Jincheol soon discovered the warehouse and looked back and said.

“Okay. Everyone, get ready to get warm-”

At that moment, the second floor window of the warehouse bar was shattered and a piece of paper fell out.

“···What the heck?”

Jincheol’s superhuman eyesight caught a glimpse of a face passing by through the shattered window at that moment.

I caught him. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud, because he was the person I met last night.

It was because of that.

The next moment, the door of the bar was smashed open and three or four people rolled out. And

Bok-sil, who was swinging her cane around like she was flying around in the bar inside.

The appearance was visible.

He suddenly learned swordsmanship from Jincheol under the name of Geomheon or something.

It was Camponi, Aiman, who said, “I will do it.”