Chapter 109

Jeon Seo-eung.

It is a communication hawk that there are only two in Taewon Jinga.

Since it is difficult to train, I heard that it is only used to convey important information… … .

'Who sent it?'

It was Wolhwa's voice that caught me as I approached Jeon Seo-eung.

"Would you like to back off? He's a very wary guy, so if Gongja Jin tries to catch him, he'll run away."

"Oh, maybe?"

"This is Jeon Seo-eung sent from the main text. They are trained to pursue a particular following."

Wol-hwa takes out a small pouch from her bosom and shakes it, and Jeon Seo-eung creeps up to her and rubs her beak.

In the meantime, Hao Mundo came out and untied the cylinder tied to Jeon Seo-eung's ankle.

"where are you?"

"This is a letter sent from the Sakju branch to the branch manager the day before."

"Give me this."

The look on Wolhwa's face as she received and read the entire book was profound.

It took a moment for her tightly closed lips to open.

"The red wind lord… … It's more than I thought."

"Are you involved with the Red Winds again?"

Wol-hwa nodded slightly and handed out the letter to me.

Jin Moo-gyeong and Hyuk Moo-jin, who had been hesitant about it, nodded their heads slightly.

Red wind group, moving south beyond the plateau.

The number is estimated at approximately two hundred.

The meaning of that short line was clear.

"You're trying to go through the Hangsan inspection again."

"Absolutely. Since it was news the day before, the distance must have narrowed by that much, no more than that."

Currently, the remaining distance to the Hengshan checkpoint is a day and a half.

As a bandit, they must be advancing towards their destination with excellent mobility.

"Unfortunately, our branch did not have a proper information network in the north. Fortunately… … Wolhwa's gaze turned to the bandits of the Red Wind. They flinched and bowed their heads, having already lost their will a long time ago.

"There are valuable sources of information here. I don't know if they have any useful information."

While looking through the bandits, she pointed out the sudden person.

"You wake up."

"… … Me, you mean me?"

He woke up with a frightened face, and was younger than I thought. The youngest and weakest of the magicians couldn't even look directly into Wolhwa's gaze.

"The Age?"

"Oh, I passed the terms this year."

"terms? young Well, it's not like you can't become a magician just because you're young."

"I am not a magician!

"Ah, are you one of the ronin gathered by Jeokpungdanju during the last raid?"

W], yes! I'll tell you everything I know! "

"No, it's okay."

"yes?"

"You don't seem to know much, so why don't you, Chun-sam?"

Hao Mundo, who had been silently claiming to be a coachman until now.

Instead of answering, he took out a small sword from his bosom and thrust it into the young man's chest.

Pook-

The first-class drone's quick and precise blow tore through the heart. The young man, unable to even scream, collapsed like a doll with a broken thread.

thud.

A cold silence oppressed the hall.

Wolhwa's slender fingers moved once again in the eyes of the bandits stained with shock and fear.

"you."

"No, I will tell you! I will tell you everything! I've been in the Red Wind Team for a year… …

"Chunsamah."

Wedge love! Awesome!

"Grrrrrrr."

The magician took a backward step with the sound of boiling blood. I try to block my gaping neck, but I can't stop the bloody water that spurts out between my fingers.

"There are only two things you need to keep in mind."

From head to toe.

Wolhwa, covered in crimson blood, spoke in a dry tone.

"The answer is only what you ask, the truth as it is."

"… … We were able to get all the information about Jeokpungdan in just a matter of seconds.

Realizing that we were in a hurry, we abandoned the carriage and picked up the horses one by one. Me, Jin Moo-kyung, Hyuk Moo-jin, and Wol-hwa.

Hao Mundo will take the five-colored demons and the surviving bandits and report the situation to the nearby Hao Mun branch.

"Was it too cruel?"

I scratched my chin at Wolhwa's question as she raised the saddle.

"Honestly, I was a little surprised."

I forgot about it for a while because I always saw her relaxed and playful side. She knows that she is also a Muslim.

'That's also a Murim person with experience.'

How old is Wolhwa?

I've never asked, so I don't know, but I'm not sure if I'm over 30.

Being the head of the branch in charge of the entire Shanxi Province at such a young age means that he has the determination to match.

'It was a cruel but effective method.'

Killed two without hesitation. It's as simple as catching a fly.

The appearance Jin Moo-gyeong showed against the leader may have been frightening to the bandits, but the fear of death is more than that.

Driven to the brink, they had no choice but to pour out information desperately.

"I think I would have blown too."

"I'm afraid Gongja Jin will misunderstand, but I have no interest in killing. The opponents weren't even good people… … Oh, there is no end to this guy's blood."

The blood dripping down belonged to the second demon who died.

There was one person who held out a piece of cloth toward her as she wrinkled her nose.

"Hey, wipe it with this."

oh."

"Eh?"

Hmm."

At Wolhwa, me, and Hyuk Moo-jin's reaction, Jin Moo-gyeong cleared his throat.

"I think I need it."

"Thank you, Jin Sohyeop. I just needed it."

"Nothing."

Contrary to the words, the expression looks quite bland, right?

Could that guy be that?

'You're the type who is only good to women.'

Everywhere you go, there's always one like that. It seems that the Jincheon sword of the world was no different. At that time, Wolhwa, who had wiped off the blood, took out the rolled leather from her bosom and unfolded it.

"It is a map showing the entire Shanxi province roughly. Our location is here now.

The Red Winds are probably… … If we had moved without resting, we might have already broken through Datong."

"You are faster than us."

"Right now, half a day. However, the road we are on is well-maintained, so if we run day and night, we should be able to close the gap."

In short, it means don't think about resting. I jumped up onto the saddle following the people.

'Why do things happen as soon as I arrive?'

I sighed in my heart, but is there anything special? It's not like you've suffered once or twice, and now you have to do it.

'I think this was a very simple quest.'

belt ring.

– Quest difficulty has been changed to [Climax].

uh, yes Not anymore.

He was a man who resembled a fox. Her pointed chin, ears, and razor sharp eyes watched everything around her at the same time.

– Wow!

– Kill it, kill it all!

-Kyaaaaaa!

Smoke billowing from a large manor, and screams.

It was only after the manor had calmed down that the man who was on a horse and staring at the bottom of the hill, Jeokpungdanju Poongyang, opened his mouth.

"Are you done?"

The magician who had just climbed the hill to report answered.

"All the men were killed, and the children and women were gathered together."

"why?"

"yes? Of course, according to the tradition of the highlands… … A man taller than a wagon wheel mercilessly kills even a child, and a woman is drunk or sold into slavery. It was a tradition, not a tradition handed down from nomads.

At the horseman's words, Fengyang quietly snapped his fingers.

"Come closer and see."

The magician hesitantly approached and asked cautiously.

"Even if I make a big mistake???…

"Where were you originally from?"

"Until a while ago, I was a part-time owner of Tohodan."

"Tohodan? Oh, I remember. You were the owner of Budan there."

"Wo], old! Falling in love with Danju's noble martial arts and great personality, I swore to become a loyal subordinate!"

Fengyang scratched his nose with a subtle face.

Was it? All he remembers was taking his thirty or so men and killing sober and condescending scum all at once.

"It's a bit different from what I remember, but thank you anyway."

"No, it is an honor!"

"by the way. I don't know what Tohodan was like, but Jeokpungdan here is a little different. The old traditions of the highlands, and so on."

"Oh, I didn't know that."

"As the sole owner, my orders are the highest priority.

Got it?"

"I will keep this in mind, and I will keep it in mind in the future!"

"Perhaps those friends didn't know, so they kept the tradition of the highlands. They're all newcomers like you. So can you go and tell me what I want?"

"John name. I will not leave even one alive."

Poongyang waved his hand toward him, who was even preparing a clumsy military rite unbecoming of a magician.

"Okay, let's go."

"ancient!"

Fengyang, who was staring at the back of him as he rode away, suddenly dropped his sleeves.

A hiss, a ray of light that extended with the sound of cracking wind pierced the target ten feet away (about 30 meters).

hooked! dump.

The horse continued to run.

Without knowing that the owner, who had already stopped breathing, got caught in the stirrups and was getting tattered even now.

"Go and tell them. There are no prisoners. Kill them all and burn them."

"Yes, Danju."

Soon after Fengyang's men left, the entire manor was engulfed in flames. A small smile formed on his lips as he checked the signboard, which was quickly burning.

Hangsan Inspection Daedong Branch.

It was the moment when the Red Wind Team crossed the plateau once again.

wide battle.

The people who were arguing were breathless at the messenger's report.

"They broke through Daedong!"

"Bur, already?"

"The Daedong Branch? What happened to the personnel who were out for security?"

"Annihilation, annihilation. The Great East Branch has been reduced to ashes and there are no survivors."

"What?"

"Has the news been misrepresented? They must have taken a big hit last time, so how could they do it so quickly… … !"

"It seems to have absorbed other bandits.

At least two hundred, or more."

"Is that true?"

W], that's for sure."

"Well, then, when the hell will we end up here… … ?"

"It is expected that their attack will begin within a day at the earliest or two days at the latest."

"It's over."

Someone's muttering was not very different from the hearts of most people gathered here.

There are about 10 of them, and they are all high-ranking officials in charge of the Hengshan Inspection. However, no one was left out, and in their hearts, they were already tinkering with the word defeat.

"Lord of the iron sword, are you confident in this fight?"

"Why does a nobleman who is worth a footnote ask me? Am I the only one here?"

The master of anti-hangshan inspection. Headnote, or footnote.

At one time, I definitely hoped to rise to that position. that at one time

'The anti-Hangsan inspection freezes to death. What would I do if he promoted me now, the Munpa is like this.'

'Even if you leave it alone, even the bandits come to the ruins and make a mess. Let's see, if we scrape together the remaining guys, will it become one hundred people?'

Due to the war with Taewon Jinga, it lost nearly eight percent of its power.

The most painful thing is the loss of the elite warriors who have been trained with great care, the seasoned heavyweights who have been through the tough times, and the peak masters who symbolize the power of the Munpa and their financial power.

"Damn it, if Munju was still alive."

Lee Cheon-baek, who started as a simpleton and grew up to be the present Hangsan Checkpoint. With his martial arts and skill, this situation could be reversed.

However, Blood Rang Sword 2 Cheonbaek is already dead. Only one of his lineage survived.

"In a situation like this, you have to serve a young girl who is not even in the contract as a gatekeeper."

That moment when someone spoke out in anger.

bang!

The tightly closed gate of Daejeon exploded.