The Demon Chasing Team left the camp early in the morning.
Since twenty horses were moving at once, they were bound to cause a commotion. Eventually, most of the people from Wu Jang-rak’s party woke up to the sound of them leaving.
“Those rude bastards!”
“Isn’t it polite to say goodbye when you leave?”
“If I knew they were going to be like that, I would have acted shamelessly. I don’t like them anyway.”
The mercenaries spit out a barrage of complaints.
Soma also muttered to himself,
“I definitely should have killed them all yesterday.”
He looked at Pyo-wol with resentful eyes. However, when his eyes met Pyo-wol, he immediately changed his expression and gave him his characteristic smile.
Wu Jang-rak came up to Pyo-wol and said,
“Since it’s already like this, we can leave early.”
“Okay.”
After obtaining Pyo-wol’s permission, Wu Jang-rak ordered his men to leave.
Wu Jang-rak’s subordinates and hired mercenaries cleared the camp and set off right away for Bishan.
All of them had a tired look on their faces. Sleeping on an unpaved road did not relieve their fatigue from the trip at all.
It would have been better for them to arrive at Bishan a little earlier so they can finally rest at a guest house.
The party marched without taking a break.
As a result, they were able to arrive at their first destination, Bishan, before sunset.
“We’re here!”
“We can finally rest in a guest house!”
Cheers burst from everywhere.
Wu Jang-rak found the largest guest house in Bishan and booked their rooms.
“We will rest here for today and leave tomorrow morning by taking the first ship. Take a good rest until then.”
Everyone cheered at his words and dispersed to their respective rooms.
Pyo-wol and Soma were also assigned their own rooms.
The room only had a small bed, but it was much better than sleeping on a hard pavement.
Pyo-wol looked around the room for a moment and then came out.
Everyone else was tired from camping outside, but it was different for him. He stayed in a much worse environment than this. Camping outside was not a big problem for Pyo-wol, who grew up in the underground cave.
Pyo-wol found it more productive to go around Bishan than to rest in his room.
Pyo-wol left the guest house and walked around the city of Bishan.
Bishan was a much smaller city than Pyo-wol expected. The size is incomparable to Chengdu, but nonetheless, everything was still there.
Pyo-wol did not have a set destination so he walked wherever he could.
The sun was already setting, but there were still quite a few people walking around on the street.
The landscape was the different wherever people lived.
Pyo-wol took a seat in the tea house.
A tea house is a place where tea is sold so quite a few people were sitting and talking. There was plenty of room for them to chat while having a cup of tea.
No matter where he looked, he was the only one who came alone. Still, Pyo-wol didn’t think he was lonely.
He didn’t feel particularly lonely whenever he was alone.
He was alone from the start. Even when everyone was in a group, he would act alone. As this habit continued, he became even more used to being alone.
Slurp!
Pyo-wol drank the tea without saying a word.
The sweet yet bitter taste of tea filled his mouth.
For Pyo-wol, who does not drink alcohol, tea was his only hobby. He didn’t like the taste at first, but he soon grew to enjoy it over time.
That was then,
“What?”
Someone’s voice suddenly came from the other side.
He turned his head around only to see a familiar face.
“So you also enjoy drinking tea?”
Seol Hajin was the one who looked at Pyo-wol with a surprised expression.
Beside her were Ko Il-pae and other mercenaries. They all left their luggage in the guest house and were on their way out for a drink.
It was possible to drink at their accommodation at the guest house, but since it was where the client was staying, they became conscious and decided to go out.
Pyo-wol put down the teacup and said,
“Why? Am I not allowed to drink tea?”
“No! I just don’t think it suits you—”
“Why doesn’t it suit me?”
“I mean–”
“A good tea can bring peace of mind.”
That was one of the reasons why Pyo-wol drinks tea.
Alcohol weakens the mind and body, but tea clears the mind. Pyo-wol always preferred to keep a cool head than to lose himself under the influence of alcohol. So he chooses to drink tea.
Ko Il-pae asked cautiously,
“We’re going to a nearby pub, do you want to go together?”
“No. A cup of tea is enough for me.”
“Alright.”
Ko Il-pae did not ask twice. He didn’t expect Pyo-wol to go with them in the first place, so he didn’t invite him any further. He just did it once out of courtesy.
Hong Mugwang looked at Pyo-wol and muttered,
“What a dweeb.”
He might have said it softly, but his words reached not only the mercenaries but also Pyo-wol’s ears.
Ko Il-pae hurriedly sermoned Hong Mugwang,
“Mugwang! Be careful with your words!”
“Why? Did I say something wrong?”
Hong Mugwang raised his eyebrows.
It was unbearable to see Pyo-wol sitting alone and drinking tea.
“If he’s a man, he should be drinking alcohol. Why is he drinking tea? Not only are his actions girly but even his face looks like a girl.”
There was clear hostility in Hong Mugwang’s eyes, who was staring at Pyo-wol.
“Are you crazy?!”
Ko Il-pae became scared and tried to shut Hong Mugwang’s mouth. However, Hong Mugwang turned his head to avoid Ko Il-pae’s hand and continued,
“Why are you like this? As a man–”
Puck!
At that moment, a soft voice resounded.
“Keuk!”
Hong Mugwang, who had been speaking without hesitation, suddenly screamed.
A dagger was lodged in one of his eyes.
Hong Mugwang was also a well-known expert among the mercenaries, but even he did not notice the dagger flying until it pierced his eyes.
It was the same for Ko Il-lpae and other mercenaries.
Seol Hajin hurriedly looked at Pyo-wol.
There was no other person who could throw a dagger at Hong Mugwang.
Pyo-wol was still holding the teacup.
But everyone in this room knew. The fact that the owner of the dagger which was stuck in Hong Mugwang’s eyes is Pyo-wol.
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