Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

51 – Murim Extraction (6)

“I am a legend-!!”… I exclaimed proudly, but to be honest, the condition is not very good.

My breath is full right away, and my legs are shaking. Just now, he used up almost all of his inner skills by using the Bo of Dongmyeong Wang Bo and the tagubong method in succession.

Physically, I’m at my limit.

But that’s why they bluff. He doesn’t look weak.

Shouts loudly and shows a strong appearance, sending a message to the enemies asking only those who want to break their heads to come in first-come-first-served basis.

Relax your back and control your breathing. Raise the wand once again.

… Engage in psychological warfare

The eyes of the swordsmen flinch as the staff rises. The body recoils.

Even though there is only one opponent, no one can move hastily.

They look like frightened puppies dragged in front of a dog dealer.

Although the swordsmen were numerous, they were less ferocious than the anti-dragons descended from the dragon king that Mancheon faced, and less tenacious than the killers of the Heavenly Demons.

Afraid of the Bongbeop that beats the body without mercy, he takes a step back without even realizing it.

… I was certain with this. As I got tired and weak, they got weaker too.

There are a lot of guys who are still in good shape because they haven’t been beaten yet, but seeing their comrades get beaten, their spirits weaken.

My body and mind regard me as a dangerous predator.

Now, if you wait a while, the officials who heard the news will appear. It ran so brightly. If it doesn’t show up, it’s a real dereliction of duty. You have to pay all your taxes

‘If they don’t notice that I’m weak like this, it’s my victory!!’ – The moment Manchun thought.

Unfortunately, there was a guy who still had a rational mind.

“That… Is your right leg shaking badly? Aren’t you tired?”

You lowered your eyes slightly. My right leg was trembling like crazy.

I don’t know why this guy’s legs do this at every important moment.

Fortunately, however, among the remaining guys, if there were those who were beaten less, there were also those who were beaten so much that their heads went crazy.

“I… where did you hear If Gosu limps~ limps~, it’s a real upset deal. Maybe they are preparing for a bigger number.”

‘… My legs have been limp since I was born.’

Anyway, starting with those words, a strange current flows between them. Swipe – Swipe – They exchange glances with each other and whisper.

The atmosphere is ‘Huh? Are you really tired? Shall we go in?’ And ‘Isn’t it dangerous to go in? Aren’t you going to die?”

… However, this equilibrium did not last long. Divided opinions are gradually shifting toward the former.

No matter what they say, they are swordsmen. If you are frightened by only one person and run away, you will not be able to earn a living as a knife holder in the future.

Close the distance by applying strength to the hand holding the weapon.

The swordsmen try to keep an eye on the situation for a little while longer, and Mancheon tries to demoralize the first one by blowing off the head.

Firewood enters the heat that seemed to subside. Once again, life lingers between Manchun and the swordsmen.

… And at that moment, space froze.

Just like an egret descending from the sky, Soso flies down from the railing on the 2nd floor to the 1st floor, fluttering in a pure white suit.

To be precise, it was a jump down, but it was a safe and light landing that gave the illusion that it had flown down.

Perhaps because of the heated face and swaying body, the small body feels more slender. However, no one could touch the small swordsman in front of them.

A cool blade slowly emerging from its scabbard dominates the space.

King Sword Type

Like a servant who had an audience with the king, like a fish caught in a net, he couldn’t move. All senses are fixed on the blade. Get sucked in

A pack of wild dogs and beasts shut their mouths at the appearance of the overwhelming emperor.

Mancheon was genuinely amazed at the power of the King Sword type, which he felt for the first time, and the swordsmen could not come to their senses as they were overwhelmed by the history of Soso, which far surpassed the level of the latter index.

After an hour-like moment passes, the herbivorous diet is released. It is a sword type that eats up enormous power as much as its mighty power.

Soso, who was cursed and unable to control himself, could only last a very short time. But jumped in anyway.

So-so also risks his life for Man-chun, who is in a mess to protect himself, who has just met.

I force myself to breathe, adjust my posture, and aim the knife.

“Only those who want to die come. The Sword Dragon, Namgung Soso, will deal with you.”

He has a small body and a small name. However, none of the swordsmen took Soso’s threat lightly.

Even though the sword execution had already ended, I was overwhelmed by the spirit of the little king in front of me and couldn’t move.

Let the swordsmen stand there looking at the point of the sword aimed at them, unable to do this or that. Suddenly a whistle was heard.

… It was the Salmak’s signal to retreat.

I don’t know why it’s ringing now, but the swordsmen, who had a reason to run away, gathered all their companions and evaded their seats in an orderly manner.

To be precise, I ran away from Soso’s sword.

There is no such common phrase as ‘see you later!’. Surprised by Soso’s overwhelming inaction, he swallows his words and quickly moves out of the inn.

Drives the enemy away by subduing the mind with a single stroke. It is truly a martial art worthy of the word king’s sword.

Although it was a short time, Mancheon narrowed his eyes and looked at his cane for no reason, as he felt the real King’s sword practice being performed by the Namgung family.

Taegu-chan, the food line that I used to use well until now, felt very shabby.

Even if you had a grudge when you were young holding on to your teacher’s crotch, you should have learned the sword type. Real regrets abound.

I gently turn my gaze and carefully look at Soso.

‘… If I add the Resonance Sphere to the batting stick, should I exchange it for the King Sword type?’

Let’s bang on the calculator in our heads and think about how to exchange the King Sword type. Soso staggered closer, putting the sword in its scabbard.

“… I have ointment in my room. Go ahead and apply it to the wound.”

I don’t know who is worried about whom with a face that looks like it’s about to collapse right now.

To be honest, it was dangerous to stay here all the time. I could have been ambushed at the corner of the street if I went outside for nothing, so I calmly received first aid in Soso’s room.

I heard that the ointment used by the prestigious family or the great family is a special product, so it has a different feel. When I actually used it, it was no different from what I use at home.

***

Jang Dal, the one-eyed killer of Salmak, blew a whistle to make the swordsmen retreat, and he also hid himself from the iron shelf.

Namgung Soso was commissioned by Namgung Sega due to a factional fight, so even if he killed her, there was little trouble, but Sama Se is not her second son.

Whatever the reason, you can’t guarantee your life if you touch it. Calculations do not match.

My head hurts. I don’t know where the hell things went wrong.

In the first place, Manchun must have drank tea with cold water in it. I don’t know why he was able to move differently than the other late exponents.

If everything was fine, it would have been a scammer’s play, but all the other late indexes except Manchun were incapacitated.

… At least it wasn’t a scammer.

Now that I know that Namgung Soso is cursed. You have to wait for the next opportunity.

Hire a curse merchant once again and put a curse on Namgung Soso to make him unable to act, then kill him this time.

Let’s quickly roll his head while making a new assassination plan using the curse. A creepy voice came from behind.

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“Excuse me for being busy. Inevitably, I am leaving this village right now, so I came to say goodbye.”

An eerie voice reminiscent of a fox’s cry. It was the voice of Hyeon-ho, a curse merchant.

I immediately widen my distance and turn around to check my face. And Hyeon-ho, a narrow-eyed man who strangely resembled a fox, smiled at Jang-dal and talked to him in a friendly way.

“Originally, I was just going to run away. Even though it’s only for a short time, since we’ve been working together, I’m here to give you some advice.”

“… Advice?”

Let’s frown at the incomprehensible words. Hyeonho nodded his head and explained in a friendly tone.

“I don’t know the exact situation, but there were people who drank the tea with the food in it and were not cursed.”

“Yeah, we had something to talk about that anyway.”

With the idea that he had to take the lead in the story, Jangdal suppressed his uncomfortable feelings and headed toward Hyeon-ho.

“The curse you put on was one clumsy person who didn’t fall under the curse. How are you going to take this responsibility?”

“Yeah~ yeah~ I was going to talk about that too. For now, please listen to me to the end.”

Hyeon-ho took a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the sweat from his face. For some reason, his face seemed to be flushed with heat.

“If there are people who are not affected by my curse, it usually belongs to three cases.”

“It doesn’t work on the first high-level guru or high priest. That’s what goodness is. It does not work on beings with special energy in their second body.”

“A special aura?”

“For example… There is something called the floating mind method of esoteric Buddhism. If you learn it, the energy itself will burn away the sickness that has invaded your body, so you won’t be cursed.”

“And the last is if you are already cursed. It will be convenient to understand it as a case of Admiral Lee Dok.”

Admiral Yidok (以毒制毒) – Overcomes poison with poison.

Jangdal was able to roughly grasp Hyeonho’s intention. It was said that a strong curse was already placed on his body, so other weak curses could not invade.

“… Ruining work by not being able to pierce a curse placed on someone else. How much do you think I gave you?”

Hyeon-ho burst into laughter at Jang-dal, who crumpled his face and questioned him. He vomited the blood that had risen from his throat to be precise.

“Kek-Kek-Kheuk-Keuk-Ha! I’m sorry during this conversation.”

Hyeon-ho wiped the blood from his mouth with a handkerchief and the drops of sweat pouring down like a waterfall before he knew it.

“A curse is like an arrow that must be hit. Anyway, it may be a bit arrogant, but there is no one in the midfield who handles curses better than me right now.”

“… What do you mean?”

“This is what it means.”

Hyeonho’s right arm slowly goes up. A towering index finger points to the dark night sky where the moon is obscured by clouds.

“It is not the curse of man, but those who bear the curse of heaven and those who are punished by God.”