Light Novel: Volume 11 Episode 14
Pyo-wol looked around.
He somehow managed to get out of the island between the canyons, but all he could see were mountains. There were no roads, nor any houses in sight. There were also no signposts.
It was his first time coming here, so he didn’t know where to go. But Pyo-wol remained unfazed.
He had been through this kind of situation before.
The easiest way out is to follow the river. If he goes the opposite direction and follows the river then he will eventually arrive in Runan.
The only problem is that the path of the river curves down, making his commute even further than when on a straight road.
It was an inefficient method, but he had no choice.
The best thing he could do was go back along the river and hope that a road leading back to Runan would appear.
As Pyo-wol walked along the river, he thought about Mok Hanseong and the Ghost Brigade.
‘What a frighteningly efficient organization. They are more vicious and disciplined than most assassins.’
Even when they knew that their captain, Mok Hanseong, was going to die, they still followed his orders and retreated without complaining.
In the process, they were not able to leave any evidence behind.
In the end, all Pyo-wol found out about them was their name, Ghost Brigade, and that they had secured an object called the Demon Transformation Pill from the Snow Sword Manor.
Pyo-wol recalled the movements of the Ghost Brigade.
He studied their movements and martial arts, trying to figure out how to deal with them efficiently.
He may have wiped some of the members out, but more than half of them still made it out alive, unharmed. For sure, they will never forget what he had put them through, and the day will come when they will seek revenge.
Pyo-wol had to prepare for when the time comes.
Pyo-wol believed that the Ghost Brigade was part of Kowloon.
‘Kowloon Assassin Guild.’1
When the Ghost Brigade brought the Demon Transformation Pill at the river, they mentioned something about the Assassin Guild.
Combining the word Kowloon, it becomes Kowloon Assassin Guild.
Pyo-wol assumed that Kowloon Assassin Guild was their real name.
He had only just figured out their names.
He still had a long way to go.
The point of contact with the Kowloon Assassin Guild was Lee Yul.
While sneaking around in the Snow Sword Manor, Pyo-wol investigated Lee Yul in various ways.
He mingled with people to get information about him, and killed his own men to make him feel uncomfortable.
As a result of such endless shaking, he managed to learn about the Ghost Brigade.
Lee Yul was a strange man in many ways.
The time when he came to the front of the Snow Sword Manor coincided with the time when Jin Geum-woo was tracking down the Kowloon Assassin Guild. And when Jin Geum-woo sent a letter to Pyo-wol saying he found a clue, the Snow Sword Manor managed to return to Runan.
Shortly thereafter, Jin Geum-woo, Won Ga-young and the others lost their lives.
Given the timing, Lee Yul had no choice but to be the prime suspect.
He doesn’t know Lee Yul’s exact identity, but he was definitely part of the Kowloon Assassin Guild.
It was clear that his mission was to eliminate Jin Geum-woo, who was tracking the Kowloon Assassin Guild, and to completely eliminate any possible aftermath by exterminating the Jin family.
The question was how much weight Lee Yul carries in the Kowloon Assassin Guild.
He had to find out for himself whether Lee Yul is the head, the body, or just the tail.
With that, Pyo-wol organized what he needed to do next.
He had to grasp the current situation calmly and decide which tasks he should prioritized.
As he walked along, he saw a wooden bridge in front of him. The bridge was built at the narrow part of the river.
The appearance of the bridge was evidence of the existence of a conduit.
Pyo-wol climbed onto the bridge.
As he suspected, there was a fairly wide conduit leading to both sides of the bridge.
Without further ado, Pyo-wol entered the conduit.
Finding the way was not that difficult. All he had to do was choose the direction that led upstream.
Pyo-wol walked along the conduit.
By sunset, he was finally able to reach a small village.
Fortunately, there was an open shabby inn in the village.
Pyo-wol did not hesitate to enter the inn.
“Welcome.”
The innkeeper greeted him with a friendly smile,
Pyo-wol asked,
“Do you have a room?”
“Of course. Shall I prepare it together with your meal?”
“Yes.”
“Please sit and wait for a while. I can show you to your room once you finish eating.”
The innkeeper was very kind.
Pyo-wol nodded and sat down in an empty seat.
Everything was shabby since it was an inn operating in a small town.
Squeak!
Just then, the door opened and another customer came in.
The new guests were four boys and one girl.
Given the thick dust on their shoulders, they must have travelled a long way.
“I think we can rest here today, Young Master!”
One of the men looked around inside the inn and said,
“Looks like this is the only inn here in the village anyway.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to apologize for. Who would have thought that there wouldn’t be a proper city while coming here? Still, this is better than sleeping on the street, so let’s stay here.”
It was a young man who answered.
He had tanned copper-colored skin, unusually dark hair and thick eyebrows. He wore a blood-red robe made of fish leather, his body smelled like the sea.
At his side was a woman of about his age, quietly standing.
Her eyes were half-lidded, staring at the floor. Although she had a very beautiful appearance, she did not seem to have great interest in what was happening around her.
The woman also had the same scent of the sea just like the young man.
The young man looked around inside the inn and soon spotted Pyo-wol.
“Ho! There is another customer.”
He walked straight up to the table where Pyo-wol was sitting.
“Isn’t it considered fate for us to meet here? So why don’t we sit together?”
Without even waiting for Pyo-wol’s answer, the young man plopped down in the opposite chair.
When Pyo-wol looked at him, he introduced himself with a smile,
“I’m Dok Gohyang. What about you?”
“Pyo-wol.”
“That’s a nice name. Are you from here by any chance?”
“No.”
“Really? What a shame. Since it’s our first time here, we wanted to ask a lot of questions.”
Dok Gohyang’s voice was filled with arrogance.
The habit of looking down at others was naturally ingrained not only in his voice, but also in his eyes and gestures.
Dok Gohyang called out to the woman and gestured to the seat next to him,
“Sit here, Soso.”
“I’ll stand behind you, I’m more comfortable that way.”
“I asked you because I’m uncomfortable. You can leave the guarding to the Three Swords of the South Sea. You should just sit next to me.”
“All right.”
In the end, a woman called Soso sat down next to Dok Gohyang.
Dok Gohyang introduced her to Pyo-wol,
“This is Um Soso, my escort.”
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