Chapter 31 Bigger and Scarier Things

Seomunseh’s face flushed with anger.
As if that weren’t bad enough, I threw in the imperative, and they seemed to lose their Chapter.
It’s like oil on fire.
In the moment.
One of the men who had been whispering in the direction of the iron currents earlier spoke up.
“Moderation, wandering swordsman. Apparently you’re a bounty hunter, so how dare you call yourself safe…….”
A voice with naked aggression.
The exhalation and exhalation also means to look at the opponent and beak.
Unlike the expressionless Iron Liuhui, Ye Yunlang radiated a sharp eye gleam.
“I thought it was a red flag, huh!
The man named Nuhm, who claims to be the head of the Jilpungjo Triad, and the men under him, all have the same habits.
Leaning on big authority and flaunting small authority.
Yes.
One knows a fever when he sees one, a behavior he probably learned from his master in the carriage.
The saying goes that the top is clearer than the bottom.
The true fame of a Murifa Sedoga isn’t built on unrivaled exploits or overwhelming force.
Fairness, accountability, caring, and other virtues befitting a cause will only make it more worthy.
It’s common sense.
It makes perfect sense.
Even so, it’s always going to get stuck somewhere.
They have a sense of superiority and take for granted the privileges, advantages, and power they enjoy every day.
They don’t know how to be humble, respectful, or yield to others if they think they are beneath them.
It assigns people an arbitrary ranking, judges them for power or status, and considers them inferior if they don’t meet its standards.
The same goes for the person in front of you.
Their current behavior was disrespectful to the prestigious Seomun family, which is one of the seven great families.
It’s not the dignity of a strong man to be cold and dismissive just because he looks like he’s just a wanderer.
Ye Yunlang barely managed to keep his mouth from dropping open.
“Big…… What about the iron gate, by the way?
You’ve just blocked the way.
I wonder if he’s trying to get me to apologize.
Well, it’s not easy.
Unless you’re pushing it with the mighty hand of God.
However, that’s never a good solution.
Even if the other party is the first to act arrogant, there’s a good chance it will turn into a conflict between the two factions.
The Seo family was not a big political family.
Even if you take into account the power you possess and the wealth you have, you’re not going to be able to go down more than two or three places within the seven great taxes.
All in all, the White House checkpoints are a rhetorical exercise with no practical benefit.
Well, the iron stain didn’t seem to mind.
This makes me even more curious.
How are we really going to wrap this up…….
Then.
A voice spoke from inside the luxurious carriage.
“Is this the time for idle chatter with a low-quality crowd?”
A calm voice that suggests a young man in his twenties.
Blemish looked at the wagon behind him.
“I’m sorry, sir.”
Master, that means that the owner of the voice is one of the three sons of the current Lord of the West Gate.
May the flaw look forward again and shout low.
“I don’t want to use my old strength, so go away!”
Chulryuhyeon immediately responded.
“I said move out of the way.”
“……!”
Nuhm and the rest of the Seomunse attacked Anguang with great ferocity.
In fact, Chulleuhyeon ignored the body and grabbed the reins.
“If they won’t move out of the way, let’s make them move out of the way.”
“Moore?”
One eyebrow twitched up at the flaw.
Push-it-!
Xin Feng snorted and breathed in a torrent of white smoke, his entire body enveloped in a mysterious wisp of smoke.
A belligerent spirit that reminds me of cilantro.
At the same time, the horses that Seo Wenxue rode with the group reared up and reared to the right and left, as if they had encountered a ferocious beast.
“What!”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down!”
“Boom! Raised…….”
It was out of control, even with everyone pulling on the reins as hard as they could.
You’ve paved the way for yourself.
Xin Feng’s pecs bulged slightly.
Boom!
It galloped furiously, hooves stamping the ground.
Kukkukkukkukk-!
A loud boom that shook the ground around them drowned out the panicked cries of Seo Munsei and his men.
Wazzy String-!
The roof of the carriage was ripped off by the wind pressure generated by the new wind and floated away.
“Chhhhhhh!”
“Purr, purr, purr!”
The carriage tilts with two excited horses.
Wudangtang!
The Ugly Stone’s coachman bounced off and scattered across the ground.
“Ouch! Catch it!”
At Nuhm’s shrill cry, a few of the Jillwinds made their way to the Burinake carriage and exerted themselves.
kung……!
As the carriage finally centered itself, Nuhum rushed to the door and pulled it open.
“Master, are you all right?”
But there was no one inside.
That’s when a quiet voice reached my ears.
“Did you think I could not escape this?”
Ning and the others turned to the side and saw a young man in a blue robe standing behind them.
The man in the carriage.
The roof had been ripped off earlier, and he’d managed to pull off a neat trick.
Nuhm replied, shaking his head in dismay.
“Oh, no, I don’t think so, it’s just that it happened so quickly…….”
“You’re quick, Shiloh.”
The young man looked across the street and spoke, and the group looked in that direction.
Xin Feng, who had carried Chu Liuhui and Ye Yunlang, had long since disappeared.
All I can see is a deep fan mark on the ground and a dizzying cloud of dust…….
Each of them looked at Seo in disbelief.
I’ve never heard that before in my life.
“It must be a rare artifact.”
The young man who had been so early soon moved his hand lightly to brush the dust off his clothes.
Poof, poof.
An expressionless face, like an iron streak, but with a colder impression.
The wind patterns embroidered on the silk-woven blue cloth represented their high rank and status.
Seomun Seju, Seomun Wol.
At twenty-three years old, he is the youngest of three siblings, but his talent with the sword is on par with that of the eldest, who is the next in line for the family name.
So much so, that few people even know the name of the goddess, Tianfeng Sword Rang.
Nuhm asked, shifting his weight slightly.
“Why don’t I just go over there and find out what he is?”
Then Seo Moon Wol, who had caught his eye, clicked his tongue.
“You’re the problem.”
“Yes?”
“It’s just a nice little jingle.”
“……!”
Flinching, Nuhum’s complexion quickly hardened.
The West Moon was like ice.
Like if you poke yourself with a needle, not a drop of blood will come out.
His wife, Nuhm, moved forward and spoke again.
“Behaving like I’m just there to please…… ask, am I just that to you?”
“That, not…….”
“Well, did you really think you could keep up with that horse?”
“Sorry, Master!”
Numhum swallowed dryly, his eyes narrowing.
The nervousness of the group around him was palpable.
His solemn prayer, reminiscent of a frosty snowfall, was not something that someone of his age could easily emanate.
Suddenly, Seo Moonwol extended his left hand and grabbed Nuhm’s right shoulder.
kwuuk-uuk
As soon as I put my five fingers together, the face of the blemish became an ugly grimace.
“off…….”
An agonizing sound coming out of your mouth.
If I apply a little more force, I feel like I’m going to crush my acromion bone.
“ðŸ™’ ……! ðŸ™’ …….”
“You know what it means to serve me, don’t you?”
“The old…… nothing, of course…….”
“Remember, vain words make me doubt your loyalty. I do not want to disappoint you.”
“Ugh…… I’ll keep that in mind!”
When Nuhm spoke with difficulty, Seo Moonwol finally released his grip.
A space full of silence.
He mounted the back of one of the horses pulling the carriage and drew his sword.
Wazzy String-!
He smashed the wagon and its attached chisel and muttered something meaningful.
“I’m curious.”
Numhum asked, glancing over.
“You mean that guy from earlier?”
“Zero.”
Seo’s short answer.
Yes, all I cared about was words.
I didn’t care about Mazu from the beginning.
“Oh, yeah. I’ve been wondering about that myself. I hadn’t heard any rumors of a horse like that here…….”
“We’re going to be in the area for a while anyway, so we’ll send someone out later to figure it out.”
“I see.”
“Let’s go. Abandon the wagon.”
“Yes.”
With that, Seo Moon-wol and the others began to make their way to the other side, where the trail of iron had disappeared.
* * *
Xinfeng ran, ran, ran, and ran, passing two mountain peaks in quick succession.
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!
The hooves of a horse pounding the ground, leaving a trail of holes.
‘ Eww … Crazy ! Huh , this The horse it’s crazy !’
Ye Yunlang squeezed his eyes shut and cursed to himself.
Non-stop belly-slapping vibrations and ear-splitting exuberance.
Motion sickness hit me hard.
My stomach is churning and I can’t stand it.
Xin Feng’s swift, martial arts movements were of a level that could only be compared to the Ascension Technique of an exalted master.
No…… Honestly, I don’t know if there is a martial arts powerhouse that can go this fast consistently.
After all, motion sickness is bad enough, but the stones kicked up by horses’ hooves and stinging your face are just as bad.
And then one day.
Kagagagak-!
Xinfeng paused, scrabbling at the dirt floor.
The iron currents were pulling on the horse’s reins.
Immediately afterward, Ye Yunlang let out a harsh vomit as if he had been waiting for it.
“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!”
Nothing to eat, just sour water.
A blunt voice came from the mouth of Chulhuen, who turned his head back.
“Tsk, dirty.”
Ye Yunlang was gagging and fuming.
“Bam, it’s all because of you and your crazy talk!
Liu Heng looked ahead again and urged Xin Feng to move slowly.
After some time has passed.
Passacag, passacag-!
Just as you think you hear footsteps cutting through the grass, a group of weaponized men appear, blocking your path.
A dozen bandits.
When the iron flow halted, a hairy man in his forties, presumably the leader of the bandits, spoke up.
“This is our territory, you’ll have to pay the toll, right?”
Chulhuen muttered in a bored manner.
“A neighbor of the lioness, or something.”
The hairy man arched his eyebrows and smirked.
“Huh, what are you talking about? I’m not going to make a long story short, just give me everything you have and go.”
“Did Seo Moon Se let them pass by because they were scared, and I blocked their way because I looked easy?”
The furry man’s eyes widened in bewilderment as the iron streak hit the nail on the head, then he chuckled again.
“You’re quite an interesting fellow. How did you know that? Yes, according to you, you must be a preface tax collector to be exempt from paying the toll.”
“You don’t think there’s something bigger and scarier out there, do you?”
The hairy man shouted in response to Iron Ripple’s gruff retort.
“Kahahat! What, bigger and scarier? Are you? You’re a fucking asshole. Hey, calm down the old man in the back, why do you keep throwing up all over him, it’s so unpleasant.”
Ye Yunlang was in the middle of throwing up when he heard that.
“Who’s the old man, he’s younger than you!
Then.
Passacag, passacag-!
Another group of bandits emerged from the brush, muttering something about tolls.
The hairy man gripped the hilt of his sword with an incredulous expression.
“Why are you here?”
“That’s our territory, you’re asking the obvious.”
At the taunt of the one-eyed middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader of the other side, the hairy man opened his axe-eyes and shouted.
“Go, let’s do it!”
“Yeah, let’s do it, it was an eyesore anyway!”
As the bosses bickered, Ironclaw spoke in a nonchalant voice.
“Do you guys have any money?”
The hairy man and the one-eyed man glare at him at the same time.
“…….”
What are you talking about, asshole?
* * *
The two bandits, with one exception, lay stretched out on the ground.
Tsk, tsk, tsk-.
Tucking two heavy salt sacks into his arms, Chullehm shrugged and muttered something about natural virtue.
“They move out of the way, they pay their own way, they’re so nice.”
Ye Woon Rang shakes his head in disbelief.
“Hmm, I wonder if that’s a non-partisan.
After scouring every nook and cranny of the mountains, Chu Liuhui cleared out five more bandit dens before heading to the Hundred Mountain Gate.
After.
A bizarre rumor has been circulating around the region.
-There’s a crazy horse-driving, bandit-riding bastard out there!
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 32 (32 of 552)