Chapter 108

'Hunter?'

Wolhwa's guess was only half right. Hunters are hunters, but the identities of the uninvited guests were a little more special and much more vicious.

"Walk quickly, you guys."

"Where do you use men because they are so corrupt?"

The total number of heads is ten. All of them had stern faces and were even armed with weapons. In front of them, prisoners tied with ropes like gulbi staggered.

Puck, puck puck!

"Oh, great tongue-up!"

"I'm going, I'm going, so please stop… …

"Hey, stop? These guys are still awake."

"Uh-huh, hit me in moderation. If it breaks in one place, the value drops.

They're so small that they don't even look like they're getting paid for it."

"If you sell it to a circus troupe, you'll get it pretty well. Let's hurry up and have a drink or two."

"Ahhh, just thinking about it makes saliva... But what is that?"

The footsteps of the human hunters stopped. The pupils who had been staring at the quadruped carriage standing in front of the shrine moved to the side.

At the end of their gaze was me and Wolhwa.

"… … Who are you?"

I came forward to the question of the guy who seemed to be the boss.

"A passer-by."

"It's an exaggeration. It's dangerous to walk around these days."

Are you a dangerous person with shiny eyes? tell me what

Of course, it's only level 25, so I can't even put it on the danger axis.

"Yeah, even the quadruped carriage and the stunning beauty. Do you think you are the Confucius from the house?"

If he had gotten closer and checked, he would have been able to see the crest of Taewon's true family engraved on the carriage, but it was now a dark night and he did not possess outstanding eyesight.

I am not a child of a homeless family."

"Great. Your words have been short since before."

The chief licked his chapped lips. It seems that the heat is slowly rising, but so far he has not released his guard against me.

"Well, okay. This is where we stayed a few days ago… … What should I do?"

"what?"

"Well, if you show a little sincerity, I can give you a seat."

"If anyone hears it, they will know that this shrine belongs to them."

"It's an abandoned place, so isn't the first person to occupy it?"

"Then take the real estate content certificate."

"what?"

The leader looked at his subordinates with a puzzled face. It's a no-brainer, as it's the first time you've heard the term. But is there anyone who knows?

He clicked his tongue at the gossips about the real estate content certificate.

"If you can't prove it, go back nicely. Release those who were held there."

"… … You cross the line. Will the escort samurai wait?"

"There is no such thing."

"Then what do you believe in?"

"me."

The chief's gaze is directed at my empty hands.

"Without armaments?"

"Because it's about you guys, fists are enough."

"I wonder where the young master learned a lesson… … Aren't you looking at Moorim too funny?"

"Moorim is not funny. You guys are just funny."

The moment I stepped out with the horse towards the brightly lit torch, the prisoners who had been quietly held screamed.

"Uh, uh uh?"

"Ughhh! large! large!"

"Are these bastards crazy? Everyone shut up!"

In response to the fierce reaction of the prisoners, the guys standing behind pulled out their daggers and put them to their necks. The boss stared at me with wary eyes.

"Are they people you know?"

"No, it's the first time I've seen it since I was born."

The reaction was so sudden that even I was taken aback. And suddenly large?

"Damn it! That's me! That's it!"

"Do you think these guys know you?"

"That's it, just ask for help… … what?"

I watched the prisoners carefully.

All of them have ugly faces with a small stature like a child. She seems to have seen it somewhere.

'Is the body familiar because it resembles a goblin?'

wait for a sec. Goblin?

Suddenly, memories from long ago come to mind.

No, actually, it's not even that old memory. It happened in a tutorial quest just a few months ago.

"Could it be that he was with the Celestial Power Club?"

The captives, no, the five-colored demons who were the subordinates of Jangsam of the Ministry of Heaven nodded frantically.

"That's right, that's it!"

"large! Help me!"

You would see these guys here.

——————

Wol-hwa, who was watching the situation from behind me, asked me in my bewilderment.

"Are these people Gongja Jin knows?"

"For now, it's spherical."

Human traffickers and bandits. It is a combination that cannot be ruled out.

I was thinking of saving you until just now, but now I'm a bit worried.

"Damn it!"

"Are you thinking of throwing it away!"

"After that day, I stopped banditry and lived a good life!"

One glance is a ghost. Well, it's shocking that they surrendered right away when the Ministry of Heavenly Power died.

"Are you going to save me?"

"Write. I guess I'll have to save it for now."

He said he became a new person after that day, but it is embarrassing to spend it like this. Above all, a former bandit is much better than a current human trafficker.

Then the leader who overheard our conversation interrupted with a growl.

"Save? What about you?"

"Listen to everything and ask me something else. Are you tired of life?"

"Because this bastard wants to see you?…"

Chachachang!

As the leader aimed his spear, his subordinates also drew their weapons. Wol-hwa clings to my side with a frightened face.

"Oh, I'm scared. Do I have to protect you?"

Moist eyes that evoke a protective instinct. desperate expression.

For me who knows the true nature of Wolhwa, it is a sight that fills my spirits, but they gulped down their saliva.

"I have one more reason to kill you."

Wolhwa screamed at the sticky eyes of the leader.

"how how! Girl, I'm so scared!"

"Heh heh, don't be too scared. Even though I've lived rough all my life, you'll know that I'm a gentleman with a heart like silk. Let's have a physical conversation in a moment."

"Uh, see me before that."

You have to rip off your filthy snout so you won't be able to say that again.

I strode towards him and suddenly stopped. Seeing me like that, the boss laughed.

"Why are you afraid to fight?

But it's already too late."

"I know. You are really in trouble."

"… … what?"

I smiled broadly at the puzzled guy.

"It's f*cked up. men and horses."

The moment the words were finished, the ground shook and a strong wind blew up at the same time.

Kung, weedy juice!

Literally just an instant.

It passed me and Wolhwa at a terrifying speed and was in front of the leader before I knew it.

"Say it again."

Jin Moo-kyung. A tremendous wave of air radiated from his whole body and suppressed the intestines. His head shook his hand with a bluish face.

"Yeah, forgive me. please… … A cold voice answered.

"It's too late."

Maybe Jin Moo-kyung is the best non-violent among us. Because I ended all the unnecessary fights that would last in just ten seconds.

"Ha, surrender, surrender."

"Please save me. please save my life… … A frightened face. Everyone's legs gave way and they sat down in their seats, and someone's urine flowed down the hill.

It was the same with Five Colors.

"noisy."

A death-like silence descends upon Jin Moo-gyeong's words as she wipes the blood from her face. Hyukmujin, who had one eye black and blue, whispered to me.

"Am I alive right now?"

"Oh, it gives me goosebumps when the breath touches my ears, so get away from it."

"Just before, I was thinking, 'How can I be beaten like a dog like this?' But now… … Gulping, swallowing dry saliva, Mujin Hyuk's gaze was fixed on his fallen boss.

"Huh, huh."

His limbs were broken and his dantian was destroyed. He was struggling to breathe. If he recovers well, he will be able to walk again, but his life as a soldier is over.

The level window that he grasped through his senses was proof of that.

[Lv.2 Two Sam]

The dung fly used by watchers as a familiar language was level 1, probably.

The culprit who turned a level 25 fighter who was once close to first-class into a living corpse has been glancing at him since earlier.

"Chief, save me, I guess this Confucius lacks blood."

"Don't talk nonsense and move him to a suitable place. I will die there."

"Aren't they cheap even if they die? They're the ones who used to sell normal citizens."

"Move anyway. You are still alive."

One of the biggest gaps I felt while going back and forth between Moorim and Hyundai was the issue of murder.

For 27 years, I have lived in a society where law and order exist.

He trained on how to kill enemies with blades, but the targets were monsters, not living humans.

'Obviously it was… … :

I can't even remember how many people I killed. Even when I realized that the enemies who had died at my hands so far might not be NPCs, but real people, I didn't feel much guilt.

'Because I was an enemy. Because they tried to kill me too.'

I don't know if it's because I've lived as a hunter, or if it's because I've gotten used to Moorim's way. I was just surprised at his calm mind and simple self-justification.

'I'm sure this much will be fine for now.'

I am living in two completely different worlds. It's not a relaxed situation enough to imitate a clumsy Buddhist.

Shaking off the clinging thoughts, I approached the people who were sitting down.

"Hey!"

"Ahhh, save me, Daehyung!"

"Even if I try to save these children, they are in a frenzy. Stay still."

When the rope was released, the five-color ears, which had become free, stood up with trembling legs.

"Go, thank you."

"I will serve you as a benefactor for the rest of my life!"

"A dog horn enshrined as a benefactor. Anyway, how did you get caught by these guys? Five people at once."

Although the Five-Colored Ears are small, their names are adult men. It is a level that can be piled up along the heavenly power department.

"No, that's me."

"...?"

What is it, these guys?

Sensing something strange about his hesitant attitude, I grabbed the nearest human trafficker by the collar and pulled him up.

"How did you catch these guys?"

"I caught someone trying to steal our front bag in that street."

Have you seen these ten-colored demons? Did you change your occupation when you thought about giving up banditry and farming?

"Make an excuse."

Five of them rolled their eyes at my sharp gaze.

"That, so."

"Daehyung, that's all guys like us learned."

"Yeah, but it hasn't been long since I started!"

"I tried to work steadily, but I didn't have spiritual control… … It's enough for me to just hit one shot and leave."

"If I had known they were bandits, I wouldn't have bothered them. We avoid them too. Dae-dae, please forgive me just once!

While thinking about how to deal with these guys, I hesitated for a moment at a familiar word.

"what?"

"Really, if you forgive me just one more time, I will live faithfully!"

"No, not that. What are those guys saying?"

"Ah, do you mean the bandits?"

"Yes, that."

"We heard about it only after we were caught.

A group of walpae caught up with her while scattering hermits in Giru… … They were the Red Wind Troupe, who were known to be vicious even among the bandits."

"The Red Winds? Are you sure?"

female]. I heard it with my own ears.

Right?"

The other guys started scrambling to add one word at a time.

"I also said that I would leave as soon as the sun rises tomorrow."

"To get to Sanyin, you have to run without stopping. I was even worried that I was running late for no reason."

"That's right."

yesterday and today. It is unfortunate that the magician I met two days in a row is a member of the Jeokpungdan.

"Are all these guys saying true?"

It was the moment when the human trafficker who was caught by the collar in my right hand, no, the enemy of the Red Wind Squad, trembled and nodded.

Beep!

With a sharp cry, a hawk landed in front of the shrine.

A small cylinder tied to my ankle catches my eye.

'Jeon Seo-eung.'

How does the atmosphere turn strangely?