Light Novel: Volume 11 Episode 16
After leaving the inn, Pyo-wol looked around.
He could see the Three Swords of the South Sea bustling around the stables behind the inn. They seemed to be checking the condition of the horses they rode in on.
Their gazes met.
However, the Three Swords of the South Sea quickly turned their heads away and focused back on their work.
Pyo-wol watched them silently.
Only when he already had a clear picture of their hands, movements, and muscles, did Pyo-wol remove his gaze from them.
While he could not tell their exact level since he had yet to see them in action, he still somehow had a rough idea of what kind of martial arts they practised.
‘One has learned the quicksword, the other has learned the sword that presses with force, while the last one has learned the ever-changing sword.’
He came to this conclusion by analyzing the shape of their body, the calluses on their hands, and the shape of the swords they wore on their waists.
There would be no reason for Pyo-wol to pay them this much attention if it was just a passing relationship. But it is unlikely for their relationship to remain casual.
Pyo-wol did not trust the kindness Dok Gohyang had shown him.
Very few people gave favors for no reason, and he wasn’t foolish enough to believe that someone of the Dok Gohyans stature would be kind to him out of the goodness of his heart.
The Dok Gohwang that Pyo-wol saw was a bloody swordsman.1
He could smell blood on him, as strong as his own.
It was a scent that ordinary people could not smell, not unless they were the same kind.
Only those who killed countless people like Pyo-wol, could possess such a bloody scent.
Meeting Dok Gohyang was by no means a coincidence.
Maybe it was because people of similar kinds tend to be attracted to each other.
Dok Gohyang could not be the only one.
The war between the Snow Sword Manor and the Jin family in Runan was attracting ambitious people from all over the world like a magnet. This includes Dok Gohyang.
There was no way of telling how many more ambitious people would flock to Runan in the future.
The war between the Snow Sword Manor and the Jin family has gone beyond a battle for supremacy over a single region.
Pyo-wol’s head was in a mess.
He shook his head slightly, trying to clear his thoughts. There was no point in thinking about it right now anyway.
He should just go back to Runan and figure out the situation first.
It has already been more than three days since he left Runan to chase after the Ghost Brigade. He didn’t know how the situation of the Runan had changed in that span of time.
Pyo-wol used qinggong and started running.
After running nonstop for the entire day, he saw Runan in the distance.
Pyo-wol stopped using qinggong and walked slowly.
No matter how great Pyo-wol’s internal energy was, his energy was bound to become impure since he used qinggong for an entire day.
He needed to refine his impure qi.
Pyo-wol sat on a rock slightly away from the road and meditated.
After meditating, the impure qi that accumulated inside of him became pure again. Only then did Pyo-wol stand up.
Since he had finally arrived at the outskirts of Runan, he had no reason to use qinggong again. Pyo-wol slowly walked towards Runan. But it did not take long for him to stop again.
He spotted a woman leaning on a small tree on the side of the road.
Her face looked plain and ordinary at first glance, but she becomes more charming and attractive the longer a person stares at her.
She was Hong Ye-seol.
When Hong Ye-seol saw Pyo-wol, she smiled lightly,
“I knew you’d come this way.”
“Are you waiting for me?”
“Who else would I wait for in Runan besides you?”
Hong Ye-seol slowly approached Pyo-wol,
With her hands behind her back, she carefully examined Pyo-wol’s body.
“It’s fortunate that you didn’t suffer any big injuries.”
“Are you happy?”
“Hoho! You’re in pretty good shape for someone who caused such an uproar at the Snow Sword Manor.”
Hong Ye-seol laughed like she was in a pleasant mood.
In truth, she was actually in a pretty good mood right now.
This was the first time she had ever seen Heuk-ho look so flustered.
The deaths of Ice Slayer and Dark Ghost had greatly shaken Heuk-ho’s spirit. He tried his best to maintain his cool, but Hong Ye-seol could detect the uneasiness in his eyes.
It was a very fun and interesting experience.
So she was in a great mood right now.
Pyo-wol asked Hong Ye-seol,
“How did you know I went out of Runan?”
“It’s because I haven’t seen you for the last few days. It’s unlikely that someone like you will run away in fear of Heuk-ho, so I assumed you went outside for business, isn’t that right?
Hong Ye-seol shrugged.
Although she looked ordinary on the surface, in the end, she was also an assassin.
Her ability of collecting and analyzing information was unparalleled, and above all, she had a keen understanding of an assassin’s behavior. So when Pyo-wol didn’t show up, she assumed that he had gone out of Runan.
Hong Ye-seol asked,
“Why did you go outside of Runan?”
“…….”
“You can tell me. I won’t tell Heuk-ho.”
“…….”
“Do you still not trust me? How heartbreaking.”
Hong Ye-seol wore a pitiful expression on her face.
Her expression was deadly to the point that most men would have no choice but to fall for her, but as usual, her charm didn’t work on Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol walked away without saying another word.
Hong Ye-seol pursed her lips and followed him.
“Let’s go together.”
Pyo-wol continued to walk without paying her any more attention.
Seeing Pyo-wol like that, Hong Ye-seol showed an annoyed expression. She was starting to lose her patience after being ignored by Pyo-wol numerous times.
She was both an assassin and a musician.
She was used to being stared at and adored by countless men. Never had she had a man like Pyo-wol who frequently openly ignores her like this. So she got more annoyed.
Hong Ye-seol followed up with Pyo-wol with a steady pace. As she walked shoulder to shoulder with him, she stole glances at him.
‘How handsome, really handsome. I just can’t get enough of looking at him.’
Pyo-wol possessed a face that she wouldn’t get tired of seeing.
As Hong Ye-seol was busy looking at Pyo-wol’s face, Pyo-wol suddenly stopped walking.
“What is it?”
When Hong Ye-seol made a puzzled expression,
Cwaeaac!
A horrifying sound rang out.
“What?”
Hong Ye-seol instinctively jumped backwards.
An arrow flew and hit the spot where she was standing just a few moments prior.
Wiiing!
The arrow trembled violently as it flew with such a powerful force.
Hong Ye-seol’s brows furrowed.
More than feeling relieved of having dodged the arrow, she was more worried about the small barrel attached to the arrowhead.
Sususuc!
At that moment, arrows flew one after another.
Hong Ye-seol jumped in sequence, dodging all the arrows. However, all the arrows she dodged had small barrels attached to them.
‘What’s that?’
Puk!
Poof!
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