Chapter 111

Episode 111. Meet Jojo (2)

“Mister Zhu. The authors are following us, right?”

Ok-ju nodded as the painter turned her head to look behind her.

“I already knew, but how did you know?”

“Don’t call me Ta.”

“Everyone calls me Ta, how can I not be called that?”

“Hey, you know what. Anyway, even though they took a lot of time while we were eating, they didn’t go ahead and followed behind. Are the authors Taepyeongists?”

“Perhaps.”

“I’ll have to prepare for an ambush.”

The fireman’s eyes became as sharp as those of a hawk seeking prey.

“Then shall we subdue the authors who follow us?”

“If you subdue those two, the enemies may be alert, so you have to use them in reverse. It is better to counterattack after making them as vigilant as possible.”

“Does it make you careless? how?”

“I bought some alcohol at the inn earlier. If you go straight along this road, it’s the beginning of Mount Sung, so if you camp there and have a drink, the enemies will catch your guard. We will deal with it then.”

The painter thought that Ok-joo’s head worked much better than he did in this way.

* * *

“What! Are you drinking?”

Sa-cheol, the executioner, made an absurd expression as he received the report from his subordinate.

“I don’t drink a lot, but I think I’m going to sleep after recovering from the day’s fatigue with alcohol.”

“It seems that he has completely let go of his mind since nothing happened while he was in the ecliptic... No, no. Something is wrong. Ok-joo is the guy who even served as the branch manager of Cho-hyeon. A guy like that could have noticed that there was a follower. If that’s the case... he’s messing around.”

“yes.”

“It has only been about two months since Ok-ju killed the members of the Maeng Jun-hyeon branch. There’s no way the awareness has disappeared. This is the guy’s trick.”

“Oh, I see. Then, shall we not surprise you?”

“No, but I have to surprise. It’s just that we have to ambush them when they’re tired of waiting for us to show up. get some rest beforehand We’re going to do an ambush around dawn.”

“All right.”

* * *

“I sprinkled the stingrays on the way to attack... but there is no attack even though it has been quite a while?”

Everyone pretended to be asleep, and some even snored, but no sign of anyone approaching.

In response to the fireman’s question, Ok-ju poked her head out of the blanket and looked through the dark forest before opening her mouth.

“I guess they noticed our acting.”

“Then there will be no surprise attack tonight?”

“no. It will come by the time we get tired of waiting and go to sleep.”

“Then do I have to keep waiting with my eyes open like this?”

“Since we have strewn all over the place, there will definitely be a commotion if we come for an ambush. It would be better to set the bun and let the rest sleep.”

“I’ll stand first and wake you up after an hour or so.”

“All right.”

When Ok-joo told the others that the painter was making buns, everyone forcibly closed their eyes half-nervously.

The fireman tossed the wood into the dying bonfire, sat down, closed his eyes, and caught his breath.

‘There’s nothing like luck and luck to catch signs from far away.’

The painter began to accumulate internal energy by breathing long and thinly so that the sound of his breath could not be heard in his ears.

When I opened my ears to listen to the sounds of the world and accumulated my energy, I heard various sounds that I had not heard well until now.

The sound of the wind, the sound of flowing valley water, the cry of grass insects, and even the snoring of a sleeping party. So many different sounds came in and out of my ears without filtering.

‘In the middle of the noise... it’s quiet! Up until now, I had only focused on directing the energy that moves from within when I was practicing luck, but when I open my ears like this, it seems like I am deeply immersed in the sea of nature.’

It was really strange and fresh.

The painter liked this feeling, so he opened his ears wider and tried to listen to the sound of the mountain, the sound of the world, and the universe.

It can be dismissed as pure heart, thought, and feeling, but... at some point, the range of sounds heard seemed to expand, and the body was like a leaf floating in water.

‘I just opened my ears a little more, but I can feel such a different world! amazing.’

Suddenly, I wondered what kind of feeling would come if I opened something else just like I opened my ears.

This time I opened my nose.

If to open your ears is to focus on sounds, to open your nose is to focus on smells.

hooked

“Ah!”

One of those sneakily approached gave a very brief scream as if he had stepped on the iron.

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa...

And at that moment, the dizzying sound of footsteps was heard all at once, followed by the screams of several people.

“These bastards have sprayed Zillae! Damn I’m going to kill them all.”

Before even five breaths had passed, black lumps of darkness in the shape of people came out of the forest.

Hush...

Ok-joo let go of the bowstring she had pulled tight toward the dark masses, and the others also shot their bows in succession.

Puppuppuppuppup.....

About half of the arrows failed to hit the black masses, but the other half stuck in the bodies of the black masses.

“Aagh! Up to the fire arrow! You bastards...”

Those in black night clothes also came running throwing daggers and the same memorized words.

“Keugh!”

“100 million!”

“.....”

The fireman’s party groaned as if someone had been hit by memorization, even though they were hiding behind cover.

The masked man who was running the first jumped across the space with an arrow stuck in his body, and landed on Ok-joo’s head, drawing his sword down.

Ok-joo also quickly blocked the sword.

kang!

‘Executor!’

Ok-joo’s eyes widened as she was attacking her opponent.

I can’t tell who it is because I’m wearing a mask on my face, but even though I’ve been hit by an arrow, the terrifying knife attack gave me goosebumps all over my body.

Among the executioners, only the executioners could push themselves like this.

The executioner, Sa-cheol, thought he would be able to end Ok-joo’s life at once, but when the attack continued to be blocked, he made a face of disbelief.

‘Even if he was the head of Chohyeon’s branch, I know he was a B-level enforcer before that... How could he block my attacks so easily?’

Although he had a very slight advantage, he seemed to be able to kill his opponent by pushing for at least 100 seconds.

‘Damn arrows! That’s right, I’m not strong enough right now because I was hit by an arrow.’

Sa-cheol struggled to find an excuse for not killing Ok-ju at once.

suddenly.

At that time, someone suddenly intervened in the blind spot of his vision and attacked him.

‘What are my subordinates doing to attack me like this?’

Sa-cheol nervously struck the sword that cut his side.

Caang.

In an instant, the sword of private iron bounced back with flames, and a terrifying, hot feeling rose from his side.

it will be cut

‘Oh great power! What is this bastard?’

I thought Ok-ju was the best among the people here, but there was an even better master.

Sa-cheol gritted his teeth and blocked the opponent’s sword from swinging his sword again.

Caang.

Sparks flew again, and the sword pushed back, grinding to the point where my heart thumped.

‘What is this absurd.....’

Sa-cheol was astonished.

He was hurt by only two bumps. He is a strong man he cannot compete with.

Shuak.

The third sword, aiming for the neck, did not dare to block it, so he lowered his head to avoid it and tried to stab the opponent in the stomach.

squeak.

In an instant, the arm was cut off.

‘Sir!’

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