Sword God Reborn

Chapter 34 : Henan Hero

In fact, if you've been rolling around in the black-way for a long time, you have a good intuition.

You instinctively sense whether it's a dangerous situation or a situation where everyone will die.

So you choose a way to survive by running away or bending over to the point of licking the floor.

But at least Jeong-ju was not.

'It's suspicious.'

Jeong-ju glared at Cheon Mubaeck's face.

'Is he relying on the guy next to him?'

He glanced over and saw a brutal impression. Jeong-ju, who saw Neung-heo, instinctively knew that this person was in the same industry.

'It's a bit of a strange combination.'

A young master from a rich family and a black-way.

"What. By any chance, are you kidnapping this brat?"

At those words, Cheon Mubaeck just shut his mouth.

He looked at Jeong-ju with a pathetic face and then said to Neung-heo.

"Neung-heo."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry."

"Why?"

"I don't think there's anyone like you."

"That's right."

"Just because they're in the same black-way doesn't mean they're all good at using their cunning."

"I'm Neung-heo, Neung-heo."

When Cheon Mubaeck and Neung-heo were talking among themselves, Jeong-ju's face turned red.

'That one-eyed guy is suspicious. But is there a business in front of numbers?'

It was one of the laws of the black-way.

Unless the opponent was an absolute master who could not be resisted at all.

There was no indicator as accurate and reliable as numbers.

Although it was a little suspicious, it was a young master from a rich family and a black-way guy with a rough face.

As he thought so, Jeong-ju's shoulders were filled with strength.

No one in Bongju went against his will. The new leaders of the Black Wolf Gang? Those guys had no interest in the Black Wolf Gang at all. They didn't even touch the incoming profits.

So Jeong-ju was arrogant.

"Hey. Brat, if you kneel down and apologize right now, this old man will forgive you."

"What a load of crap."

"How about it, should I take care of it?"

"Neung-heo."

"Yes. I'm ready."

"You always pretend to step forward when it's an easy opponent, don't you?"

"..."

"I told you. I'm doing the fighting today."

Cheon Mubaeck's smile deepened even more.

Jeong-ju's eyebrow twitched because of Cheon Mubaeck, who was completely ignoring his words.

To talk about an easy opponent while looking at him.

In fact, at that point, one should have noticed that something was strange.

But if that were the case, would Jeong-ju have stayed as a middle-ranking executive of Bongju County in the first place?

"This son of a bitch!"

Jeong-ju had already drawn his sword and thrust it.

At that moment, Cheon Mubaeck kicked the table over with his foot, and the sword was stuck in the wooden table.

Puk!

"...!"

A look of bewilderment appeared on Jeong-ju's face. He just had to pull out the sword that was stuck in the table. But the sword wouldn't come out, as if it were stuck in steel.

Cheon Mubaeck's smile was visible behind the table. Only then did Jeong-ju realize.

'He wasn't a guy to be trifled with!'

Then what should be the judgment here?

If it had been Neung-heo, he would have run away like crazy in this situation.

Although the black-way's martial arts were not renowned, what they were quite good at was their movement technique.

Neung-heo had also learned a pretty good movement technique. There was a saying that the first thing a man of the black-way immerses himself in is the movement technique. That's how many life-threatening situations there were, and the movement technique was essential to escape from a crisis.

But Jeong-ju foolishly made another choice.

"What are you doing! Kill this bastard right now!"

The subordinates who had come with Jeong-ju rushed in with a 'waa' sound.

The moment Neung-heo, who was watching, was about to step forward.

Cheon Mubaeck's hand moved faster. With one hand holding a table, his right hand went to his scabbard.

"Die!"

A surprise attack from behind is the most dangerous.

Even many masters have no special way against an attack from behind. It's not like they have hands or eyes on their backs.

But as much as it is dangerous, the preparation is thorough.

Cheon Mubaeck lightly pushed the table and knocked down Jeong-ju and one other guy.

"Ugh!"

At the same time, he spun his body and drew his sword.

A light flashed once.

Seogeok!

The head of one of the black-way who had attacked from behind was neatly cut off.

It was cut so neatly that blood did not even gush out.

"...Huh."

A sound of wind escaping, as if he were dumbfounded, came out of Neung-heo's mouth.

He was so impressed that it sounded like a sigh.

Cheon Mubaeck's movement was so natural. It flowed like water, as if they were matching their moves according to a set plan.

After dealing with one guy, he immediately turned his body and swung his sword horizontally.

With a single stroke, one man's chest was split open.

When he swung his sword, a life was lost without fail, and blood flowed on the floor.

It was a single stroke.

Although it was clearly a serious injury, they all fell down without fail, even though they should have been able to stagger and struggle.

'My goodness. Is he only aiming for the vital points?'

Neung-heo's eyes widened.

It wasn't just swinging the sword as it went.

From Neung-heo's perspective, although they were bleeding, it was not a wound that would kill them in one go. But the opponents fell down without fail with a single stroke. If you looked closely, they were all vital points. Did a vital point have to be the neck being cut off?

Since there was also a vital point in the chest, just a deep stab would kill them.

"Ugh, ughhh!"

Jeong-ju rushed in, half-crazed.

Before he knew it, all his subordinates had died and fallen, and he was the only one left.

"There's no renowned sword path in using a sword."

Cheon Mubaeck looked at him pathetically and sheathed his sword.

"But. There are guys who are a waste to use a sword on."

Cheon Mubaeck's voice rang out quietly.

"If I give my sword to a guy like you, wouldn't the people who were defeated by my sword feel wronged?"

Cheon Mubaeck dodged Jeong-ju's crude attack once.

'How wronged would the Heavenly Demon bastard be. Huh?'

Although Cheon Mubaeck muttered something at the end of his words, no one heard it.

"Die!"

Jeong-ju's broadsword, which was thrusting again.

Cheon Mubaeck's left hand drew a small circle in an instant.

"...!"

The moment the sword entered that circle.

Ppagak!

Jeong-ju's wrist was twisted.

Udeudeuk!

Cheon Mubaeck's hand went up Jeong-ju's twisted wrist. He bent his elbow to the side. Then, with a 'ppagak!' sound, he dislocated his shoulder.

"Ughhh!"

Cheon Mubaeck, with the hand that had last injected the attack, hit Jeong-ju's head as it was.

Kung!

Blood gushed out from all the holes in his face, and Jeong-ju's huge body fell with a loud sound.

Neung-heo came up.

"Wow. It's really fun to just watch."

"Fun?"

"What's more fun than watching a fire and a fight?"

"These guys, are you sure they're related to the Blood Demon Sect?"

"It's exactly the same way they took over the Lotus Pavilion. They replaced the leader and took the position, and left the operation to the kids below."

"That's true. And the food smells bad."

Cheon Mubaeck had already come knowing.

The fact that the Henan base of the Blood Demon Sect was here.

But it was not clear how that base was being maintained.

But he was able to grasp the core at the inn he had stopped by to briefly check the situation.

Although the inn owner and the chef had spoken carefully, Cheon Mubaeck's hearing had caught everything without fail.

Above all, the food.

The unique poison that felt bitter in the food.

It was the Blood Demon Sect.

"They swallowed one black-way, and supplied poisoned medicine and ingredients through the surrounding businesses... They're really good at doing bad things. These guys."

"That's what I'm saying."

"What are you doing?"

"Pardon?"

"Get ready. We're going to the Black Wolf Gang or whatever they're called."

"Hoo."

Tension was etched on Neung-heo's face.

"G-Great Hero. Are you perhaps planning to attack the Black Wolf Gang?"

It was then.

The inn owner, Mr. Jang, came up with a pale face.

* * *

To tell the truth about Mr. Jang's current feelings?

'I'm scared. So scared!'

It was an unexpected development.

When the handsome young man, who he had thought was just a young master from a rich family, had started a fight, Mr. Jang had thought that a big problem had occurred.

So he had tried to send the waiter to the government office to report it.

Of course, even if the government office's constables came, they wouldn't be able to do much if they knew that the Black Wolf Gang was involved.

But he had to stop people from dying at the inn.

If he had to see someone die, it should be the Black Wolf Gang.

Although he had thought so, that great young man had instantly punished the terrifying Jeong-ju and the black-way guys.

It was something that had suddenly come, something he hadn't even expected.

To Mr. Jang, it felt like a divine punishment.

Divine punishment!

His body trembled at the thought of that word.

Something that neither the government office's constables nor the martial artists of the orthodox sects, who had disappeared from Bonggu County after the righteous-demonic war, had done.

That young man had done it.

Moreover, listening to their conversation, even Mr. Jang, who was illiterate, could tell that they were now planning to attack the Black Wolf Gang.

Seeing that, a glimmer of hope arose in Mr. Jang's heart.

"Hero!"

That's right.

Among the people who had called themselves heroes, there had been no real heroes.

But this time it was different.

He remembered it clearly. The sight of him shouting that he was a hero to Jeong-ju.

So, he stepped forward.

The Black Wolf Gang was a group of over two hundred people.

He knew that that young man seemed great. But Mr. Jang, who was just an ordinary commoner, could not guess the level of his martial arts. But he knew that it was impossible for just one person to handle two hundred. He held his madly trembling heart and stepped forward.

"G-Great Hero. Are you perhaps planning to attack the Black Wolf Gang?"

Of course, he was nervous.

What if he wasn't a hero?

What if he was a lawless martial artist who had no qualms about killing commoners?

Such ominous predictions all disappeared the moment he approached Cheon Mubaeck.

The calm smile on Cheon Mubaeck's lips.

It was like the smile of a high monk that could only be seen at a nearby temple, and it was also like the bright smile of a young monk.

So his anxious heart completely disappeared.

Only then did Mr. Jang realize.

'He's a hero!'

A real hero like in the old stories.

A hero like the Azure Sky Sword God, who was said to have defeated the Heavenly Demon.

So Mr. Jang shouted.

"We will guide you! No, we will go with you! Since I was the one who was wronged by those black dog bastards, I have to repay them myself!"

At those words, the one-eyed man on one side shook his head as if he were dumbfounded. But the young man, after a moment of thought, said.

"Please just guide us to where the Black Wolf Gang is. I am grateful for your intention to fight them, but this is a fight between men with swords."

"...!"

"But just by guiding a stranger who doesn't know the way, the Black Wolf Gang guys might retaliate against you if I lose. Of course, that won't happen. So just by guiding me, you have shown enough courage. You can be proud."

"...I understand."

Mr. Jang suppressed the emotion that was welling up and hurriedly moved.

Without even having to say anything, the chef and the waiter had already come out with him.

The owners of the other businesses on the street, who had heard the commotion at the inn, also came out with kitchen knives, flails, and all sorts of tools in their hands.

It might have been a kind of mob mentality.

But in any case, the anger that had been suppressed by the Black Wolf Gang had burst out all at once.

Looking at that sight, Neung-heo narrowed his brow.

"Isn't this something that needs to be handled quietly?"

"Quietly?"

"If it gets noisy, won't the Blood Demon Sect guys burn all the evidence and run away?"

"Do you think the Blood Demon Sect guys will run away because the commoners are making a fuss?"

"Pardon?"

"This commotion. Does it look like an outsider who came from somewhere is attacking the Blood Demon Sect, or does it look like the commoners are rising up because they can't hold back their anger?"

At those words, Neung-heo's mouth fell open.

To be honest, he couldn't understand when Mr. Jang had agreed to guide the way.

Shouldn't he deal with all the Blood Demon Sect kids in a quick battle and scrape up all the various data?

Moreover, it was a dangerous thing. What help would the commoners be in such a dangerous thing?

But now he understood.

"Right. They'll think that the commoners are causing a commotion, and they'll send people to suppress it, and since the commoners are rising up, they won't burn the data and run away. Wow. Shit. You're better at using your cunning than I am."

"It's not cunning, it's a plan."

"It's the same thing."

"Let's meet up soon."

"Pardon?"

"Summer is at its end, so I'll have to catch a dog to nourish my body."

"I'm sorry."

Cheon Mubaeck smirked and turned his head.

Mr. Jang stood in front of the commoners and shouted.

"A hero has mercilessly punished Jeong-ju of those black dog bastards! And now he's going to their main base to give them a good scolding! So let's protect and guide the hero there!"

Cheon Mubaeck tilted his head at the word 'hero' that Mr. Jang was shouting.

"Do I look like a hero, Neung-heo?"

"Well, in my eyes, you're a son of a bitch... no, you're a hero. If this isn't a hero, what is? Even if the purpose is different, well, the result is beneficial to them."

"If you beat up the black-way, are you a hero?"

"Usually, the first thing you do to be called a hero is to strike the black-way."

"Then are you a black-way hero?"

"Oh. That's good. Then my lord can be the Henan Hero."

"Am I the only hero?"

"Pardon?"

Cheon Mubaeck muttered as he looked at the commoners who were filling the streets.

"This is a heroic journey, and they are the real Henan heroes."

To have the courage to face an opponent you cannot win against.

Isn't that a hero in itself?

(End of Chapter)