Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

2 – Mancheon Asks the Master (1)

The Sama family I was born in is a wealthy family with a lot of money, but it was not related to the Moorim family, so I grew older and began to live in the world. Until now, I lived without knowing that I was reincarnated in the martial arts world.

Actually, it was only recently that I learned that this world is a martial arts world.

But I also think it would have been better if I had been reincarnated in a fantasy world. Try dating an elf.

Aren’t you curious about whether you can date an elf or not, what he looks like? Personally, since I was little, one of my biggest concerns was what it would taste like if I sucked on an elf ear. And most of the web novels and comics I enjoy are mostly fantasy.

Martial arts include Kung Fu Hustle, Kung Fu Panda, Dragon Ball, Swordsman of the Wind, and recently… ? Should I say this is recent? Yes, it was Assassin 567 that I saw on Netflix right before I died.

Because I don’t enjoy martial arts, I don’t know what kind of martial arts there are, and I don’t know what I need to learn. Plus, being born lame, there’s not much you can do about it.

Yes, this is the most important. There’s not much you can do. No place to play

Based on the memories of his previous life, he makes board games such as yut, mahjong, trump, chess, etc., And tricks his family, servants, and children to enjoy a few games, but his boredom does not disappear because his skills are so different.

To be honest, I’m bored to death of martial arts or anything.

“Ah~ If you were born in a fantasy world, you would learn magic. Fireball! Chain Lightning!”

“Boss, stop talking nonsense and study. Then I get scolded by the madam again.”

Let me, as usual, throw away the boring sutras, stretch and sing loudly. Jang Sam-bung, the key to our house, tackled me. Cheeky bastard.

“Enough. Nogarina. Bocchan, I’m bored to death.”

“What is Nogari?”

“Let’s have a good chat. Don’t worry about the details.”

With Jang Sam-yi (I hate being called Sam-bung by my first name), I’m pretty close. Although there is a large age difference, since I am a reincarnated person in the first place, I know a lot more than my actual age, and Jang-sam also knows a lot about Murim’s work that I don’t know, so we got to know each other after talking about this and that.

“Because Bocchan doesn’t know anything about Moorim. Today, I will explain Moorim.”

Jangsam, too, knew that it would be more comfortable to talk with the youngest boy than to stay still and be dragged off to work by the chamberlain, so he warmed his head and opened the story in earnest.

“To continue the explanation from last time, Murim’s forces are largely divided into the right faction and the sect.”

‘Sect? Sapa? What is it? Is it right wing or left wing? Differences in political stance?’

Jeongpa and Sapa. When you hear the term for the first time, your head tilts.

“Chang San-ah, what is a political faction and what is a Sa faction?”

“Jeongpa means the righteous Murim forces by using the word jeong, and sapa means the wicked Murim forces by using the word cunning.”

“Hmm~ I see. Then, who decides whether it is a political faction or a sect? Do you take the political faction certification exam at the government office?”

“Go scold! There is an inviolable law! How could the government official discuss political factions!!”

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I immediately struck Jangsam on the head with my cane as he crumpled his face and screamed loudly.

“Wow?!”

“Suddenly, I am screaming and f*cking. Hey, I’m the owner’s son and you’re the servant. We’re friends, but let’s keep what we want to protect.”

Jangsam is all good. If you talk about Moorim, he becomes over-immersed. Either way, the shock therapy worked. Jangsamyi rubbed his lumpy hair and returned to his senses.

“Keuheum~ There are many factors that separate the political faction and the Safa, but if I had to pick one of them, it would be divided into whether I belonged to the Murim Meng or not.

It’s Murimmaeng~ So if you look at your previous life, is it roughly like the EU? But if you belong to the Moorim Meng, it’s Jeongpa, otherwise it’s Sapa. There’s something strange about the standards. Is this the right organization?

“The Murim Maeng is a group of political faction groups, and it is a group to which Murim people belonging to the Gupabang and the Five Dynasties belong. What is the old file room here? .”

“No. No. That’s explained later. Say more about Sapa. Sapa doesn’t have any organization like Murimmaeng? Don’t you have a class reunion? Aren’t you having a party?”

“Ah~ Master, why would a sage of Sapa be a cunning sage? They don’t know what cooperation is. Because they don’t know how to cooperate, blindness doesn’t form. Let’s all play separately.”

Hmm~ To put it simply, a political faction is like a mountaineering club where people of the same mind gather together to build friendship, and Sapa is, to put it mildly, free individualism. To put it badly, is it extreme selfishness with poor social skills?

So that’s the difference between Jeongpa and Sapa? Sociality or not?

Of course, sociability is important, but isn’t it a bit harsh to call it an evil bunch? It’s all about personal inclinations… That’s right….

“Sapa is a moorim force because they like talking, it is a collection of green and brutes who settle in some province, plunder farmers, and rob passers-by merchants. They are very naughty.”

“They are gangster gangsters!? Give me back my sympathy!!”

I thought she was an assa sapa (gloomy, timid, introverted, can’t speak well, the most beautiful girl in the province if she was dressed up) who is bullied by the in-law political faction for her political quality. They were pure bad babies.

“Why are you sucking your fingers without cleaning up Sapa thugs? Tax thieves.”

“Sapa also has masters. If you’re determined, you can root it out, but you’re avoiding it because it’s like touching a beehive.”

Is that enough? Are you saying that the public power is so strong that it is not good enough to buy itself? In terms of fantasy, sword master, 8th circle archmage, is that level? It’s so strong

I feel like my home, which I felt safe for so long, has become an unsafe space at all. Is there any way to stop a crazy Sapa master from committing indiscriminate terror?

Imagining a Sapa master who blows open firearms and blows up people’s intestines and trashes the village just because he’s offended makes me feel numb.

I didn’t know. Martial Arts This was a very scary worldview.

Seeing my frightened face, Jangsam-yi said in a bright voice when I tapped him on the shoulder as if telling me not to worry.

“Do not worry, Bocchan. This is why there is a political faction.”

“Ohh~ I believed in the sect! Damn~!!”

It’s not that they’re not ashamed, they put a bar in front of them on their own. They can’t be bad guys. They must be good at volunteering and have good greetings.

“The political faction is in charge of each district to protect the powerless people. We protect security in the area and work with small businesses to prevent Sapa from growing in power.”

Responsible for each district? Cooperation with small businesses? I felt something strange, so I asked Jangsam.

“I… Jang Sam-ah, what is the main source of income for the political faction?”

“Yes? Of course, it is a protection fee received from merchants and rich people in the area in charge.”

“That, is that included in the coffin tax, right? That… It felt like a subcontractor that shared the role of the government office… “

“No~ Of course, taxes are separate~ protection fees are separate.”

I hit the chief’s head with my staff.

“The political faction is also gangster gangsters!? Where do you sell drugs!!”

***

… It wasn’t even funny. I went out for a walk to cool off.

They are not good yakuza who protect their territory from some foreign mafia. The thugs fight over rice bowls. I was dumbfounded.

At least I didn’t know anything and thought, ‘Since I was born in a world where martial arts exist, should I learn some martial arts?’ I was about to become a thug.

I will never ever be a bully. Because he swore It’s a past life memory.

When I was young, I was really impressed and enjoyed Part 1 of the Age of the Wild people, so I raised my arms up like Luffy shouting that he would become the pirate king without feeling ashamed in front of his parents-

“I will work hard and become a gangster like Kim Doo-han!!”

– I was scolded after doing it. After that, my teeth trembled and my teeth trembled when I saw the thugs.

Cut it~ Cut it~

One step. Step. I look down at my right leg, which tingles with each step. In the first place, even thugs can’t do it with this bridge… Well, even if I was fine, I wouldn’t be a thug.

I’m not stupid, and whether I study hard to get a government job or learn to work under my parents, let’s live a solid life. What kind of life is it to live on a knife and die in a guesthouse?

“Huh? Thousand children! I was on my way to call you.”

What are you going to do for a living? While thinking about the future, Unrok came running with a big smile.

“Jeomsoon and Gapdori fight (not an abbreviation for struggle and enlightenment, real cockfighting)! This time, Gapdori prepared well. They even fed red pepper powder to their chickens!”

“Huh… If the Animal Welfare Association had heard of it, they wouldn’t hesitate to do something that would blow fire right away. It’s gonna be fun. Let’s go right away.”

Kkeuk – Real Animal Tekken. How can you be patient? It is not for nothing that people enjoy illegally until modern times.

“Mancheon-ah, it may have already started. Let’s take a shortcut.”

The shortcut Unrok is talking about is probably the road that passes in front of Uncle Cheol-woong’s house. They have a really big dog there, and every time I pass by it, it barks like sh*t, so I don’t really want to go there, but now I’m worried about taking it out and sending it alone. I just took a short cut.

Why can’t my anxious premonition be wrong? As I entered the shortcut, I saw a dog. A very large dog with a loose leash. It was cooked

Seeing a beast trapped inside an iron cage and witnessing a beast released outside right in front of your eyes are two different levels of intimidation. The air is wrong

“Keuuu~rrr!”

It would be nice if they weren’t interested in us, but they’re full of interest, baring their teeth and drooling. Really messed up

Let’s look around a bit. Unrok was already shaking his legs and preparing to howl.

… Crybaby baby. If you cry next to me, it will be terribly noisy. It’s just disgusting to see kids crying.

“Hey, run fast. Call the adults.”

“Mah, Mancheon, you?!

“I can’t even run because my legs are crippled anyway. I’ll buy you time. Call the adults right now.”

Unrok took turns looking at me and the fierce dog, and then the dog barked loudly. I cried and ran away.

“Err~ King! I’m sorry! Kreur~ bang bang!!”

The prey shows its back and, at the same time as it runs away, scatters saliva and aims its staff at the charging dog.

Do you think I’m an idiot who throws away the second life I’ve earned because of one child? I agree. I think so too. But it can’t be helped.

A man is a creature that bluffs in front of women and children. What a sad beast.

“Come. What will happen if you fight against a human? Don’t tell me.”

-But I was the one who got screwed.

The bastard was quicker and smarter than I thought. Before I could do anything, he bit off the cane and then used his jaw and body. He hit me and knocked me over.

I won’t bluff again! Help me! Mom! Dad! Good luck!!”

You’re really going to die from being bitten by a dog like this… When I thought of this, the sky was covered. The dog bite was scared of her biting her cane.

“Little boy, you don’t swing a wand like that.”

Let me raise my head and look up at the benevolent voice coming from above. There, a giant was standing there.

Just looking at it, it was over 180, and it might have exceeded 2m. In any case, it was the first time I had personally seen such a large person in both my past and present lives.

I couldn’t help but ask in a bewildered voice when the monster appeared here and there wearing an old gray cloak.

“Who, who are you?”

In response to my question, the monster spoke softly with a benevolent smile that reassured people.

“I’m not a person who deserves to be named. He was just a passer-by.”