"The Hidden Killing Curtain is where I grew up. It was like a ho to ."
He looked much more stable than the day he left.
He must have cald his mind a lot.
"I sneaked into the place that was like my ho like a rat. To confirm if your words were true. And in a small box inside a wardrobe, I found my sister's necklace."
"Haa..."
Deoksam, who had been listening silently, let out a big sigh.
"I actually don't know. Whether I wanted it to be there, or not. Anyway, I found that necklace."
"So what did you do?"
"In that room, the master, who had grown too old, was sleeping soundly. I stood by his pillow and looked at his face for a long ti."
"You should have killed him on the spot."
Wang Parip, who had been silent for a long ti, opened his mouth.
"Do you know what those bastards who rape and kill young girls look like?"
"I don't."
"I've killed dozens of such bastards so far. Before I killed them, I carefully examined their faces. In case there were any characteristics of such bastards."
He said calmly.
"There was nothing special. They were ordinary faces, no different from the waiter outside or the rchants in the marketplace, no different from you in front of now."
"The master was the sa. It was still the face I knew. The face that raised ."
Thump! Deoksam slamd his fist on the floor.
"So you just left that bastard alone?"
"I placed the necklace I found by his pillow and quietly left the room. He can't just die quietly."
He made the right choice.
Karma is not sothing that heaven bestows if you endure and wait. You have to create it yourself.
Such a person should not die in his sleep without knowing the reason.
He must know what he did wrong and why he is dying.
"Since I've given the Blood Eagle Man's warning, I will go to the Hidden Killing Curtain in a month. But I won't sneak in like before. I will proudly open the door, shout his cri loudly, and kill him."
This is right.
He is not the one who should be hiding.
He can't sneak in like a criminal and cut his throat.
The cri was not committed by Wang Parip.
But the Hidden Killing Curtain is an assassin group, and the master is an incredible master who has lived his life as an assassin. Even if there is a just cause, there is no way the master will not be prepared.
"We will go with you. We will help you so that you can do what you have to do."
Deoksam also nodded.
I had already talked with Deoksam. Finding the Demonic Cult and killing the Heavenly Demon is the most important thing, but if there is a demon in front of my eyes right now, I have to kill that bastard first.
Wang Parip did not refuse either.
Revenge was his whole life. If it helped his revenge, he would have accepted even selling his soul with a smile. Perhaps even if he had to borrow the power of the Demonic Cult, not us, he would not have refused.
"The reason I ca back to the past and found you was actually to get help. But the bigger reason was because I rembered you, who suffered your whole life and died."
Wang Parip looked into my eyes without a word.
"When this is over, I hope you will live your own life now."
He said nothing.
My words were my sincere feelings.
It would be a great help if he joined in chasing the Demonic Cult and finding the Heavenly Demon, but his life is his life. I can't force him.
The only goal in his life was revenge. He probably never thought about what he would do after he finished his revenge. I can't force anything on him.
"When this is over. If I achieve my revenge! I will entrust the rest of my life to you!"
The three people in the room said nothing for a while.
* * *
"The Hidden Killing Curtain is not large in terms of scale. There are about thirty assassins. They are all people I know."
If they are assassins belonging to the Hidden Killing Curtain, they will all be masters.
"You won't have to face all of them. If I reveal the master's cri, all those who understand will step back. But there will still be so who remain."
"Don't worry. This Mad Wind Blood Axe, Han Deoksam, will clear the path to the master wide open!"
Deoksam doesn't usually say his own nickna. Now, it's probably to reassure him.
We have to help him so that he can face the master and pour out all the stories he wants to tell.
So that only the master's blood can be stained on his sword.
* * *
"Do you know how to deal with assassins?"
"I learned from my master."
We are now in a small, naless mountain that is not even on the map.
Right now, Wang Parip was walking alone in front. The Hidden Killing Curtain was not far. His feelings must be complicated.
"What did you learn?"
"He said that assassins are agile and secretive, so I have to be careful."
"So?"
"He said to smash their heads as soon as I see them."
Ah, that's right. It is right.
His master didn't teach him ticulously!
Perhaps for a martial artist like Deoksam, assassins are the most difficult. Today, I will have to step up to the front and handle Deoksam's share as well.
"Even if it seems like I'm in trouble, don't think about helping . I'll take care of it myself."
His master may not have been ticulous, but he raised him to be independent.
Let worry about myself!
After walking for a while, we ca to a small waterfall the height of a person. Behind a large tree next to it, there was a small wooden door that was barely visible if you didn't look carefully.
"We're almost there. If you open this door, it's the territory of the Hidden Killing Curtain. Originally, you shouldn't go in, but since I'm leading the way, it should be fine."
Then he picked up a small stone from the floor, opened the door, and threw one far away. And after a mont, he threw three more.
There was no sign of anyone inside.
After waiting for about a mont, we followed him through the door.
Inside the door, a narrow tunnel was dug, and it was dark without a single light.
"It's strange. I don't feel the presence that should be here."
After walking through the lightless tunnel for a long ti, an exit appeared. Outside, there was a large estate that didn't suit this place at all.
The Hidden Killing Curtain.
Wang Parip stood in front of it and looked at it for a long ti.
It is the place where he grew up and was raised.
He probably never thought he would visit again for this purpose.
As if he had organized his mind, Wang Parip shouted loudly.
"I have co here today not as Wang Parip, but as the Blood Eagle Man!"
Wang Parip's voice echoed loudly in the estate where there was no sign of anyone.
"I grew up and was raised here in the Hidden Killing Curtain, but today, for the revenge of my younger sister, Wang Yeoryeong, I will cut off the head of the master, Bu Pyeongtak. The truth has all been revealed, so the brothers of the Hidden Killing Curtain, do not stop my revenge!"
And he added a word.
"Those who know will know that I do not act easily without conviction. If you know my sorrow and resentnt, do not stop !"
The assassins here are people who grew up with him. He wouldn't want to stain their blood.
"Parip! It's been a long ti. There are no brothers of the Hidden Killing Curtain in the estate right now. I sent them all out on missions."
An old man in his early old age appeared from inside the estate.
He was tall and thin, with a deford body with particularly long arms. His age could be guessed from his long white beard, but in the darkness, only his two eyes were sparkling.
Wang Parip's two eyes trembled.
That old man is probably the Hidden Killing Curtain master, Bu Pyeongtak.
"Master, how could you do this to ... no, to that child? To that young child..."
Wang Parip's back was trembling with anger.
"Even if I control my mind and control it, there are things that cannot be helped by human strength. What can I do? I was born like this."
My chest felt like it would burst. I wanted to stab a sword into that bastard's throat, no, into that mouth that was spouting such beast-like words, right away.
"Eight years ago, in Pingliang County, Gansu, you... a young girl..."
His voice stopped for a mont, soaked in the overflowing sadness.
"You killed my young sister who was only twelve years old. For that cri, you will die painfully at the hands of the Blood Eagle Man today."
He shouted loudly with a trembling voice.
This will probably be the last day he uses the na Blood Eagle Man.
"I'm sorry to you. It's all my inadequacy. But with such a thing that has already passed, there's no need for you and I to point our swords at each other, is there? Parip, you too, forget everything now and live your life."
As his words ended, dozens of shadows flickered in the estate. Deoksam re-gripped his axe.
"There are too many."
"There are over a hundred! Be tense! They are not easy opponents."
They are not the assassins of the Hidden Killing Curtain. He said he had sent all the assassins of the Hidden Killing Curtain out. He probably didn't want to show his shaful secret.
I know these guys. A ronin group that takes any dirty commission as long as they are paid.
The Flying Lion Troupe!
Wang Parip took out his sword.
"Killing you is the only purpose I have to live for!"
Then he ran towards the master. Seeing the charging Wang Parip, the Flying Lion Troupe, which had been hiding in the estate, revealed themselves.
"Deoksam!"
Deoksam was already running with his axe.
"We'll open the way!"
We passed Wang Parip and jumped into the estate first.
I was a ronin for decades. I know better than anyone how to deal with guys like this.
Ronin move for money. Especially trash ronin like the Flying Lion Troupe.
You have to show a threatening appearance with overwhelming and cruel force.
So that they can feel that their own lives are more important than money.
"Deoksam! Smash the head of the first guy who charges!"
I grabbed the first guy who charged from the left and stabbed my left-hand sword into his left eye.
I pulled it out again, grabbed the head of the already dead guy, cut his throat, and threw it away.
Deoksam also, unable to withstand the force of the axe, stepped on the fallen guy and smashed his head by striking down with the front of his axe.
Seizing the initiative!
The other guys who were charging hesitated and stopped in their tracks.
Wang Parip also cut off one guy's neck and stopped by our side.
Deoksam, Wang Parip, and I stood back to back, surrounded by the ronin of the Flying Lion Troupe.
"There are too many! It will take a long ti to get through them all, hyungnim!"
Wang Parip's two eyes, next to , were fixed on the master, beyond the ronin who were blocking us.
We have to send him quickly, but there are too many of these guys.
I have to find the head.
"Flying Lion Troupe leader, Cheok Garyang! Aren't you ashad that the great Flying Lion Troupe is escorting such a murderer bastard?"
"Oh ho! Who are you to recognize us? I don't know any faces."
Cheok Garyang appeared from behind a large tree in the estate.
Cheok Garyang was famous for his pretty good skills and cruel hands. The Flying Lion Troupe he led was the sa.
I have to bring that guy in front of .
You have to cut off the head to make the next step easy.
"Garyang! Is it okay to just take any commission like this because you're angry that your wife left ho? Your wife told to tell you she's sorry. She said that being small is not a sin, but it's a reason to leave!"
It's true that his wife left ho around this ti. I don't know about the small part.
The Flying Lion Troupe leader had a personality that got excited easily. It's the sa now.
"This bastard!"
He had already drawn his sword and was rushing at .
I just threw a joke, but if you get that angry, it seems like you're angry because you're really small.
Deoksam! I'll leave the back to you. I'll take care of this guy first!
- Clang!
Dozens of exchanges had already passed, but the Flying Lion Troupe leader was not easy.
Moreover, other guys are stabbing their swords between the Flying Lion Troupe leader's attacks.
Dealing with ronin is tricky. There is no fixed fra, and it's practical. If they feel they are being pushed back, they retreat, and if they see an opening, they rush in without fail, take a small advantage, and retreat.
Moreover, it could be a very long battle, so I have to save my internal energy.
I prepared for a long battle by blocking briefly instead of using big techniques.
Deoksam was smashing their heads one by one while taking small attacks that grazed his forearms or thighs.
Wang Parip was also showing his side as the best assassin.
He was dealing with them one by one steadily, and not a single drop of blood was splattered on his martial arts uniform.
But there are still too many!
The Hidden Killing Curtain master must be a master. Wang Parip, who will face him, can't stand in front of him exhausted.
It was the mont I decided that I had to finish quickly and join him.
Dozens of new shadows appeared on the roof of the estate
(End of Chapter)
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