Chapter 4 (4)
Chapter 4 (4)
Is it because I've had sex with Hong Seol-rin over 10 times in the past two weeks?
Saying "10 times" is an understatement; once we started, I ejaculated at least 3-4 times each session, so my internal energy growth was immense.
With my internal energy getting that strong, it seems I've reached a level where these guys can't even look up to me.
"This isn't fun anymore. Die."
I used my internal energy without restraint, maximizing all my physical abilities.
Hung!
The scenery shifted with my movements, and I could feel a fierce wind.
"Uaaah!"
The big guy, startled by how suddenly fast I became, screamed and swung his saber.
Kaang!
Naturally, I struck it away with the technique of the heavy sword, causing his upper body to collapse.
"W-wait...!"
Seogeok!
"Do you have no ability to learn? You saw how your brother died and you still let this happen?"
Since I'd taken off the big guy's head, the rest...
"H-hieek! Uaaaaah!!"
Yeah, that's it. That's how trash should act.
I chased after the youngest one, who was abandoning his brothers' corpses and running away, and tripped him.
"Keuheg! W-wait a second!"
"Hm? Why? Aren't you going to avenge your brothers? You're not even angry that your brothers got taken out?"
"W-we're not blood brothers! We just became sworn brothers while drunk! I, in the first place...!"
"Goodbye, third-rate villains."
Chwaak!
"Keuheog!"
It's a waste of time to talk to these guys.
A second of trash's time has a different value than a second of mine.
After wiping the blood off my sword with the dead guys' clothes, I sheathed it and approached the woman who had been surrounded by the Shaanxi Four Dragons.
Holy shit... seeing her up close, she's fucking amazing...
She's a mixed-race beauty.
And a mixed-race beauty with several ethnicities mixed in.
I never expected to see a mixed-race beauty like this in the Murim world.
"Fufufu, should I say... thank you for the help, for now?"
Even her voice is god-tier.
Honestly, I never really got what people meant by a "voice like jade beads," but I could feel that this woman's voice was exactly that.
I guess this was a matter of emotion, not reason.
Anyway, she's definitely incredibly beautiful, but let's not get intimidated.
Women generally don't have any interest in guys who stutter and fumble.
"Ahem. I don't know why you came all the way out here, but isn't it dangerous?"
"It's my first time in Chang'an, so I wanted to look around. But then I ran into this trash and got into a bit of trouble."
A bit of trouble? That means it wasn't a big problem?
Is she a master, by any chance?
"That aside, you know how to fight."
"My martial arts aren't quite..."
"No, not martial arts, fighting. Being good at martial arts and being good at fighting are different. You look pretty interesting."
She approached me until she was right in front of me with a gait that exuded seductiveness.
I could smell a subtly sweet scent.
And thanks to her coming close, I realized something important.
That she's a natural beauty with almost no makeup!
"Constantly moving to avoid being surrounded isn't an easy task for those who have only learned martial arts in the stuffy framework of a sect."
Oh, please.
Don't smile with your eyes like that.
You're making me want to pounce on you without even realizing it!
"But why did you save me?"
"Hm?"
"Not 'hm?'. Skin like a Kunlun slave (black person), hair of an ominous color like a witch, monster-like eyes. No matter how I look at it..."
"Are you an idiot?"
"Eh?"
She looked surprised at my rough tone.
Even so, I have to say what needs to be said.
"Where's the reason in a man saving a beauty? You just save them."
"..."
"Skin? Ominous color? Monster-like eyes?"
Yeah, people in this era of China would probably think that if they saw someone with those features.
But I absolutely cannot stand seeing such a beauty deluding herself like that!
"In my eyes, your skin gives off a feeling of overflowing healthy beauty, and your red hair gives you beauty as well as a mysterious charm. And your eyes..."
By the time I came to my senses, I was stroking the area around her eyes with my thumb.
"They're bright and beautiful, just like jewels. The guys who don't know this beauty are just proving they're blind idiots."
Ah, yeah. I admit it.
That I'm saying something fucking embarrassing right now.
But if I don't tell her directly, this beauty might harbor bad thoughts later!
I don't mind kicking my blankets in embarrassment later, but a beauty like this absolutely must stay alive!
"..."
Her eyes went wide at my blatant compliment.
Please don't look at me like that.
You're making me want to high-kick the sky right now.
"Puhut. Hahahahahat!"
"Damn it. Don't laugh! Even I'm embarrassed after saying it!"
"No, I'm not mocking you. It's just that no one has ever said things like that to me."
"There are more blind idiots than I thought."
"Besides, your way of speaking is quite interesting. It's different from the Central Plains people who think it's cool to drag out their words and express things as metaphorically as possible."
"Ah, I think that's pretty idiotic too."
After that, she and I chatted.
We got along so well that it felt like I had met an old friend.
That said, chatting like this with corpses around makes it feel like a gathering of serial killers.
"Young Lady!"
"Ah."
"Oh."
Just then, a large man with a rough impression came running, exuding killing intent.
The moment I reflexively reached for my sword because of that killing intent,
"It's not an enemy. It's someone who serves me."
She pushed my hand, preventing me from drawing my sword.
Huh. I thought I put quite a bit of force into it?
How did she make it so I couldn't draw my sword?
"Young Lady! Were you here! If you had at least let someone know your location...!"
"Sorry about that, Mu-ryeong."
We both sensed that it was time for us to part ways.
"Come to think of it, I'm late with my introduction. My name is Im Ha-yeon."
"I'm Jincheon. I don't have a nickname yet."
"Jincheon... That's an interesting name. Well then, take care. Ah, leave the corpses. I'll have my subordinates take care of them secretly."
Im Ha-yeon... Im Ha-yeon...
Before even considering whether she was a woman or a man, she was the first person I'd met since coming to this world who I could talk to so well.
Honestly, I want to follow her to see where she lives, but...
Damn it all. Look at those eyes. He's openly exuding killing intent that says he'll kill me immediately if I follow.
The guy called Mu-ryeong was glaring at me.
And crushed by his killing intent, I felt that he was a master far above me.
Am I scared? No, I'm actually excited.
Because once I grow, I'll be able to handle guys like that with one hand!
See you later, Im Ha-yeon, Mu-ryeong.
The situation will be very different then.
"Why did you tell that guy your name?"
"He's just a newbie who doesn't even know who I am anyway. Ah, and send the kids to dispose of the corpses."
Mu-ryeong, Im Ha-yeon's subordinate, looked dissatisfied that she had given her name to that young brat Jincheon.
It wasn't like Im Ha-yeon was the only name for Hwan-yo, but still, giving a name that reminded people of a Demonic Cult figure during such an important time seemed to have many problems no matter how you looked at it.
"It's dangerous. To make the plan succeed, we must reduce any potential for problems. If you give the order even now, I will deal with him immediately..."
"Mu-ryeong."
In an instant, Im Ha-yeon's eyes narrowed as she looked up at Mu-ryeong, who was bigger than her.
"Do you dare to disobey my instructions?"
Mu-ryeong, receiving her killing intent, started to sweat profusely.
"N-no... I... am... sorry..."
"I'll be watching."
As Im Ha-yeon turned her head and walked ahead, Mu-ryeong, only then released from the pressure of her killing intent, panted heavily and followed behind Im Ha-yeon.
'Jincheon... He was an interesting guy. He's the first man I've ever met in my life who I could talk to so well.'
She, the epitome of cruelty and viciousness, had a soft smile on her face, unlike usual.
However, the moment she entered the old tavern, she put on a cold, expressionless face that made one doubt if she was the same person as before.
"You're late."
Inside, people who all had murderous auras were seated.
"I was trying to learn the geography of Chang'an just in case. Above all, it's a mission where the escape route is important, right?"
She presented a valid counterargument to the voice blaming her.
And furthermore, she had something to say herself.
"And is this information really certain?"
"Hwan-yo. Are you saying you won't trust the Demonic Cult's intelligence unit?"
A fat man who was devouring meat replied to her question in a voice that sounded like he was getting angry.
"Do you believe the Righteous Faction guys leaked such important information by mistake? It's too timely. I'm going to start from the source of this information...!"
"You want to review it from the beginning now? When the mission starts tomorrow?"
"That's why I told you before! That this information is suspicious! I said it before the mission started, not now!"
Hwan-yo retorted to those who were ignoring her opinion.
"Stop."
Just then, when a man in the corner who had been listening quietly until now opened his mouth, the overheated atmosphere cooled down coldly.
"Hwan-yo's words have merit, but so do Yeom-ma's. Let's solve the matter at hand first. And after that, we'll find the source of the information. For now, focus only on the mission in front of you."
"Tch. Fine."
"Understood. Ujeok ujeok!"
The person called by the nickname Yeom-ma (Flame Demon) was again preoccupied with filling his stomach.
'Frustrating. Annoying.'
Im Ha-yeon frowned, perhaps annoyed by the sight of them ignoring her because she was a woman.
In the first place, she had joined the Heavenly Demon Cult because she had no other way to make a living, not because she believed in the Heavenly Demon Cult's doctrines, so she couldn't understand why they were struggling to obtain such a useless item.
This position of Guardian Envoy was also obtained through talent and effort, not a position obtained because she was particularly obsessed with the Heavenly Demon Cult's doctrines.
That's why the face of Jincheon, who she could talk to so well, comes to mind.
I wonder how he would have responded to this situation.
Having such random thoughts, Im Ha-yeon, perhaps not wanting to be with them, headed to her room and spent her time meditating.