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The Heavenly Horse Who Hits the Ball - Chapter 65

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“Wow! It’s a double whammy!”

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“Damn it! What the hell is this, losing by one point?’

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“Why are you like this today?”

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“I’ll win next time.”

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The inside of the casino was packed with people.

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The smoky scent of cigarette smoke and alcohol filled the casino, and the excited voices of people could be heard constantly.

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“It’s pretty big.”

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As I entered the entrance, I looked around.

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Hot and steamy.

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I was truly delighted by this hot passion that put life on the line for victory or defeat.

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As I was savoring the heat created by human greed for a moment, someone approached me.

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Judging from the character for gambling written on his clothes, he seemed to be an employee here.

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“What do you like? How much money do you have? Depending on the stakes, the seats will vary.”

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As soon as I arrived, I nodded my head as I saw the employee spouting out businesslike words like a machine.

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“Are you dark?”

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“Yes, black… Yes? What are you saying? This is a peaceful gambling house.”

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The staff was momentarily taken aback, but soon regained their composure.

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“I know everything. Who is in charge here? Is the headmaster still in charge?”

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“Who is the master, the master?”

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“I can tell you’re still stuttering.”

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I laughed to myself.

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The thief’s lair.

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I remember meeting him once when he lived as ‘Namgoong Hoon’.

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Was that probably in Dongjeongho?

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When Heukam Dobang was operating a makeshift gambling house in Dongjeongho, he was caught gambling fraud with ‘Namgoong Hoon’ and suffered a great loss.

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The owner of the house, Dobangju, came with a lot of money and tried to haggle over the case, so he let it go.

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Of course, even back then, his body was ‘Namgung Hoon’, but his heart was ‘Cheonma’.

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That means he did that because he was not a swordsman.

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Anyway, I was glad to see that the thief was still there.

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I’m happy, but a casino employee sticks his flipper out.

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“I don’t know what you’re talking about right now. Have fun.”

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The employee was about to leave in a hurry.

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But I stopped him by grabbing his shoulder.

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“Guide me.”

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“Customer, this will be difficult……”

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Boom!

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“Ah! Huff!”

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The employee screamed in pain as if his shoulder was going to burst, but no sound came out of his mouth.

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It’s because I took the blood test quickly.

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“Let’s go like this. If we don’t go, you know that, right?”

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Uttuk.

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“……!”

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The employee, whose eyes bulged out like a carp, nodded quickly.

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After passing the gambling table and going back, there was a door.

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CLANG!

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Opening the door revealed a space lit by torches along with stairs leading down to the basement.

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“Do you think you make any money? Well, gambling is a pretty lucrative business among the underworld.”

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The employee nodded to my words as I walked down the underground hallway.

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As I took a few steps forward, I heard sounds from both in front and behind me at the same time.

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“What on earth are you doing, opening the emergency exit and coming in?”

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“I just looked and the estimate came out. It looks like an uninvited guest has been harassing our family.”

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Emergency exit?

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How dare this kid.

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Uttuk.

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“Ugh!”

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While the employee was sweating profusely, the big guy in front of him opened and closed his fist repeatedly. Every time he did, there was a loud cracking sound of his joints.

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“Let her go.”

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“I don’t like it.”

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“Then there’s no choice.”

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Whoosh-!

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The regime has come flying in.

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I slightly turned my upper body to avoid the strike and pulled the big guy’s elbow.

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At the same time, slightly bend your upper body.

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Woohoo!

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“Whoa!”

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The arm snapped cleanly and the bulky groaned.

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“You don’t swing your fists like that. It hurts when you get hit.”

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“This crazy guy, he didn’t get a single one right!”

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“Are you jealous?”

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Kwajik!

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I just kicked the big guy’s knee with my toe.

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The big guy, who collapsed to the ground with his knees broken, could only open his mouth and not even groan.

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The pain was so great that I couldn’t even scream.

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That was when.

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“What are you doing?”

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“Fuck!”

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The other big guy who was blocking the road in front and the two big guys behind him rushed in at the same time.

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and.

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Bam! Crunch! Crunch!

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Just make a sound!

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“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Your leader who brings these guys here to do dirty work must have a headache.”

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“What kind of guy is this!”

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Another group appeared in front.

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An ominous aura emanated from the one standing at the very front.

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You can tell just by looking at him that he’s used to fighting.

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The man looked at the men lying on the floor and his eyes quickly rolled back.

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“There are often such people. They are puppies who do not know the ways of the world and only believe in justice and chivalry, and they rush at anything that is black.”

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He must have seen my behavior and thought I was a rookie who had just entered the martial arts world.

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Well, if you look at it from the outside, he’s only eighteen years old.

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It was understandable that he was a handsome prince.

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visor.

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The man with the drawn sword flicked his tongue.

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“This is a place where it wouldn’t be strange if anyone died.”

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I smiled as I saw him bend his body back behind the blade.

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“Wow. That’s pretty good.”

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Judging from the appearance, it seemed to be first-class.

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I looked at the floor and picked up the knife that the guy who fell down earlier had dropped.

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“It’s short… but I guess I shouldn’t use the dragon sword against those little guys.”

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Swish swish-!

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As I drew a short sword in the air a few times, a sharp afterimage grew long and stretched.

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The man flinched at the sight.

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He too is a body that is a single strand in the black sea.

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Judging from his skill in handling the sword and the long afterimage, I had a feeling that he was not an easy target.

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But he thought that his opponent was probably a rookie in the martial arts world.

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Kang Ho-hang said that experience is seven-tenths and ability is three-tenths.

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Gangho is a place where victory or defeat is greatly determined by experience.

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First strike!

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Swish-!

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The man’s sword cut through the air like lightning.

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It was a slash aimed at the face and shoulders.

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I dodged the man’s sword that was slashing at my upper body and stabbed him in the back of his hand with my short sword.

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“Huh!”

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Empty.

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The sound of the knife falling from the man’s hand to the floor echoed through the hallway.

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Pok. Pok. Pok.

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I quickly pulled out my sword and struck my opponent’s shoulders and thighs.

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“Ugh! Kkaaaak!”

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Blood began to spread and seep out like red flowers blooming on top of the clothes.

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“Age doesn’t really matter in the martial arts world.”

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Phew!

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dump.

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The man who had been kneeling down then looked up at me with fearful eyes.

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“I’m busy. I have to leave before my kids get home. Take me to the caretaker.”

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“How dare you, you worthless lump of flesh!”

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Pfft pfft pfft!

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“Kwaaak! This dog…….”

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Phew!

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“Stop! I know, so stop!”

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Pok ok pok.

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“Kwaaak!”

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“Sorry. I stabbed you again.”

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“Mom, I will take care of it.”

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“That’s right.”

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I twirled my wrist holding the sword and spoke to the crowd standing in front of me.

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“Let’s go.”

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Basement room.

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The servant was dumbfounded by the report from his subordinate who came in through the door.

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“You’re getting ripped off by a little kid?”

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“Coming this way now.”

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“Are you telling me to run away?”

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“That’s not it…… Brother Hwang Yi-yong was hit without being able to do anything”

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“If Hwang Yi-yong can’t do it, then I can’t do it either?”

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“Oh, no.”

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“No, Hwang Yi-yong and Nana are both skilled, so if they got hit, then of course I would get hit too. But I’m lucky. Aren’t you guys the guardians of the law?”

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Keomaji chuckled as he watched the two old men leisurely enjoying refreshments on the chair next to the desk.

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The two old men are the guardians of the Black Army headquarters.

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Today was the due date, which comes once every two weeks.

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Usually, just a few collectors would come, but today, the guardians came in person. And there were two of them.

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Perhaps he came out to check out the situation because of the Gangbuk Martial Arts Association.

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Black and white martial arts dealer.

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They are two, but they always move together as if they were one body.

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They look similar and at first glance they may seem like brothers, but they are strangers.

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I don’t know if it was to distinguish them or what, but since they each insisted on wearing only white and black, the black world called them “Black and White”.

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Heukmu-sang leaned his upper body against his back and lifted one of his legs.

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“Well, do we both need to come out?”

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Baek Mu-sang took a sip of tea and stood up.

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“I’m resting.”

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Baek Mu-sang shrugged his shoulders and spoke to his subordinate, who was still standing in front of the office.

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“Where is that guy?”

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“Cow, follow me…… Hehe! I’m here, I’m here.”

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The subordinate retreated in fright, and a man suddenly appeared at the door where the subordinate had been just a moment ago.

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“Kye-ma-ji, it’s been a while.”

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The soldier raised his hand to Keimaji, who was sitting at his desk in the office and looking at me with a relaxed expression.

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The servant tilted his head.

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“Who, who?”

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“It’s me. Don’t you know me? We met at Dongjeongho.”

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“Sympathy?”

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Keumajji tilted his head again, thinking about it.

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But then, Baek Mu-sang, who had been staring at Mo Yong-byeong’s face for a long time, suddenly shouted.

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“You, are you a recruit?”

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“who are you?”

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“I am Baek Mu-sang.”

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“Baek Mu-sang? Then the old man sitting there arrogantly is Heuk Mu-sang.”

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The Dark Lord knows everything.

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“Yeah, that’s right. But why are you here?”

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“Me? I owe you something.”

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“debt?”

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“Yeah, the price of Naihwa’s life!”

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phut-!

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Before he could finish speaking, Mo Yong-byeong ran towards him and stabbed Baek Mu-sang in the chest with his sword.

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Phew!

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“Kwaaah!”

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A desperate scream burst out of Baek Mu-sang’s mouth.

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The recruiting was unstoppable.

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Pok! Pok! Pok!

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The little dog turned Baek Mu-sang’s body into a beehive.

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“Kwak! Kreuk!”

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He delivered the final blow by slitting his neck with a single stroke of the sword.

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Baek Mu-sang’s body collapsed like a tower made of sand, spewing out foam.

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Blood pouring out.

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For a moment, silence fell in the office.

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Everyone was just blinking their eyes.

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The sense of unreality that made everyone wonder if they were dreaming took everyone’s breath away.

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That’s understandable, because the guardian deity of darkness is first-class among first-class ones.

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When Black and White Musang attack together, even the best masters are at a loss.

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Baek Mu-sang was killed without being able to move a finger.

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“This, this, this…….”

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A body trembling.

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The body of the black mask that had been sitting arrogantly as if it were ice began to tremble only then, and people slowly began to face reality.

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“You arrogant fool, go before the King of Hell and tremble.”

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“Ugh!”

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Heukmu-sang saw something black approaching him.

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That was the last one.‍‎

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Phew!

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The sword was deeply embedded in the center of Black’s forehead, leaving only the handle behind.

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The recruiter looked directly into the glaring black eyes of the black knight from a very close distance and grinned.

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“I made sure you didn’t get bored while you were going, so hold hands and go.”

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Creak, creak.

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A final groan escaped Heukmu Sang’s mouth.

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“Hey, go.”

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widely!

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When I struck the Cheondol point on his neck with my palm, the black monk’s head fell down.

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P-shot-!

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When he pulled out the sword, a stream of blood gushed out like a fountain from the hole in his forehead.

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At that time, Mo Yong-byeong was already standing in front of Gye-ma-ji’s desk.

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“Let’s settle the account, Keimaji.”

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“What, what the hell is this settlement?”

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“You sent your life to kill Nai-hwa. So you deserve to pay for it.”

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What does this mean?

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The servant was dumbfounded.

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‘Why does the author value the life of a person by age?’

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