Tale of a Scribe who Retires to the countryside - Chapter 4

Hook.

With a sudden voice, a stranger bent over Son Bin. As soon as Son Bin felt that something strange had passed, a sharp sound tore through the air.

Chae-ang!

“Big.”

The young man, throwing down his sword, panicked and stepped back. In an instant, I saw that my complexion was blue, and it was not just that my sword had been blocked.

At the same time as the young man stepped back, Son-bin felt as if his body was light.

It felt like the sharp aura that had tightened itself up just before disappeared like a lie and was released from something.

“Nu, who is it!”

The young man shouted, correcting his disheveled position. The young man’s crew, who were watching from behind, also changed their complexion in unison.

Sarak.

A gentle scent grazed the tip of her nose again, and a young woman’s voice flowed from behind Son Bin.

“It’s not a great name, but it’s a great name……”

Thrack.

As if the wind swerved, she naturally stepped forward to Son Bin.

“I don’t want to let you know much.”

At her words insulting, the young man twitched eyebrows. She appeared in front of Son Bin, a young woman dressed in a myriad of mufti.

She was slightly taller than Son Bin and had a mature face, but her sharp, deep eyes were very intense in her impression.

“Hyping.”

The young man said, with a gesture of relief.

“Aren’t you ashamed that you can’t even reveal your name? Reveal your name and your name right away!”

She smiled as she stood in front of Son Bin.

“I do.”

Throng.

Her slender arms moved, and her silver sword showed its appearance.

“If you deserve to be heard.”

A single sword, straightened against the sky, was shining like her intense eyes. Her figure behind the Yangtze River was like a picture of a width, so Son Bin gave out a strong elasticity without his knowledge.

It’s a great game.

The young man ground his teeth. And he clutched the sword with both hands.

“I dare to get into the work of Namgung Sega. Let me regret it.”

The woman smiled.

“Please.”

She doesn’t even care about the name of Namgung Sega. With apparent disregard and mockery, the young man shook his teeth.

It’s a great game.

It was already known through one conflict that her swordsmanship was not negligible. However, he was pushed by a sudden and unexpected disturbance.

The young man was confident that if it was a one-on-one matchup, or a similar matchup, he would never fall behind.

“Huuuu.”

The young man breathed. And pulled up the bet.

Boo-woong.

With him, the sword in the young man’s hand began to sound. Son Bin felt eerie.

‘It’s not good…….’

Although Son Bin had little knowledge of swords or radishes, it was clear that it was not common for a young man’s sword to cry.

Anxious, Son-bin saw the woman standing in front of him. I wanted her to get hurt, but she was still with a soft smile.

“I’ll yield three seconds.”

“I don’t know,” the young man said, as if he had regained his confidence.

“Specifications.”

“Yes,” the woman replied.

“I don’t want to hear any excuses for losing because I gave three seconds.”

The young man’s eyebrows twitched again.

“Hyping. If you want to advance the figures, you can’t help it.”

The young man rose to live. My spare heart was gone, and now I wanted to kneel at my feet, this cheeky woman, even as soon as one o’clock.

“Haa!”

The young man’s sword, with its sharp momentum, was spread along the sword of the Namgung Sega.

It is a unique sword that has a strong aura on its sword, and it is a unique sword that has a strong aura on its sword. On his sword, which was praised even by Hyun Jiu, the young man had absolute confidence.

Sheik.

The young man’s sword pointed to the wind and crushed it. It was as if everything in front of her had broken apart, but as soon as the woman moved one foot, everything changed.

Whyrick.

The woman moved her feet lightly, as if dancing. Her unpretentious dress swung like a wave, and the tip of her sword drew a circle of light into the air. And a sharp sound of metal followed.

Chae-ang!

“Big.”

Moans sprang from the young man’s mouth.

She was not merely blocked by the sword, but she was pushed away without winning the power of her sword. Besides, her black was still not stopping the movement.

Shiric.

‘Ugh.’

The young man rushed up the scattered bet and faced her sword. But her black came to him slowly, but constantly, like the wave of the Yangtze River.

As a young man, he was in a hurry to face that parsimonious barrage.

Visor, Visor, Visor!

The sound, which grew faster and faster, sometimes sounded like a long-range sound. But every time the sound of metal rang, the young man was stepping back, and his complexion was gradually paling. And finally.

Chae-ang!

With a sharp sound tearing his ears, the young man’s sword flew through the air.

Tongue.

The young man’s black, high-colored columns were embedded in the building. And the young man, with his torn grasp, was almost hesitating.

“Big.”

“The sword is a measure of the personality of its owner.”

The woman looked down at the young man with cold eyes and said: Her black, laid on the young man’s shoulders, was shining brightly.

“Because a man is vulgar, his sword is also light and lurid.”

Whyrick.

Lightly turning her hand, the woman sheathed her sword. The black, shining brightly, hid itself in the check house without a sound.

Sarak.

The woman turned and walked to Son Bin. Her oncoming steps felt as light as if she were dancing.

“Let’s go.”

Saying so to Son-bin, the woman began to go down Hwanghak-lu. Son Bin quickly followed the woman. From behind Son Bin descending the stairs, the voice of a young man was heard.

“Don’t think it’s going to end like this!”

The woman, who was going down earlier, also heard the voice, and the woman lightly uttered a gesture.

“I can agree on at least one thing.”

Unlike her smiling lips, she said, with bright eyes.

“A frivolous mouth is always a way to call anger.”

Sabak, Sabak.

She did not stop her steps down Hwang Hak-roo. But Son Bin, who followed, never heard her words. Without knowing himself, Son-bin sadly raised his hands and covered his mouth.

∴

“Xhm.”

Son-bin, who came down Hwanghak-roo, once corrected the clothes and fixed the posture. And gathering up both hands, he bowed deeply to the woman and expressed his example.

“I am deeply grateful for your help.”

At Son Bin’s respectful example, she looked surprised for a moment, and soon covered her mouth with her hand and smiled slightly.

“You don’t have to give an example like this.”

“No.”

Son Bin shook his head.

“If it hadn’t been for Sozer, I wouldn’t have been angry today. Of course, it’s an example to give, but how do you overdo it?”

The woman smiled a bitter smile.

“It’s not. I’m…….”

The woman raised her head and looked up at Hwang Hak-lu.

“I just mistook a person for a moment.”

Sighing slightly, she said.

“But it is true that Sozer has been gracious to me.”

With a serious look, Son Bin said. But she looks slightly awkward with a smile.

“No. If you try to give me an example any more, I would feel rather insulted.”

Son-bin could only contemplate her face.

He looked younger than Son Bin, but he was a beauty with deep eyes and sharp eyes that conveyed a very wise and mature feeling. While Son-bin looked at her, she was looking at Son-Bin.

“You ever…….”

The woman shook her head lightly, not speaking.

“No, no.”

She laughed bitter at his outlandish thoughts.

‘What a useless idea…… The person who has the most connection in the world with him is this life.’

Looking up, she looked at Son Bin. A slightly bewildered-looking Son Bin stood looking at himself.

“Be careful.”

She said.

“Murim is a place dominated by swords and tricks instead of laws and degrees. So if possible, it’s great to never get involved with the Muromachi people. Whether it is silver or original.”

Her voice was heavy, her eyes serious.

“I can’t guarantee you’ll have this luck next time.”

That was a clear warning. And Son-bin was deeply prone to her intellectual.

‘Yes, I was frivolous.’

Son-bin did not know what the unmanned man with the sword was. I never imagined that I would actually draw a sword in such a public place.

‘If it wasn’t for this sozer….’

Son Bin’s back was thrilled. The young man would certainly have done what he said.

“Sozer’s words, I’ll engrave deeply.”

Politely giving an example, Son Bin said. A smile hangs on her face to see if she likes Son Bin’s serious posture.

“Then I’m twenty thousand…….”

The woman bowed her head lightly and took her seat.

“Oh, there!”

“Yes?”

The woman looked back.

“I’m Son Bin. Ho, can you hear Sozer’s guest name?”

Guest name means flower-like name.

It is the name of another person, usually the name of a lady, but it is also the first word to be used by Son Bin, a high-ranking student.

In addition, I can’t help blushing with wormwood when my opponent is literally a flower-like beauty.

“Don’t put it in your mind, because you haven’t done anything great enough to make a name for yourself.”

The woman smiled a faint smile and said so.

“No, though…….”

When Son Bin asked again, the woman looked up at Hwang Hak-lu for a moment and said, ” I’m not going to be able to do that.”

“Yeah, then…… It’s called Kang Ha-yeon.”

강下水연 (江下水煙). It means it’s like a mist of water under a river.

It is a word that reminds me of the poem “Water mist” in the last verse of the poem “Hwang Hak-lu”, which was recited by Son Bin, and it means that it will disappear like a fog, so don’t worry.

“All right.”

Son-bin understood her meaning well enough. Son-Bin gathered both hands and politely raised the example.

“Thank you again for your help.”

“The stars.”

The woman nodded lightly and strode on. Her figure soon disappeared among the people, and Son Bin stood idly by and looked at the side where she had disappeared.

“There are people like that in the world.”

Imperceptibly, the sunset began to fall and darkness began to fall everywhere.

When she disappeared, she felt somehow more desperate about her plight, so Son-bin quietly turned to the guest room as if to hide herself in the darkness.

***

Son-bin returned to the guest room with a shudder. After a great deal of work, I was hungry and tired.

If you’re in the same state now, you’ll be tired of sleep, no matter how loud, dirty, and narrow your room is. Son Bin simply washed his face and came down to the guest room.

It was dinner time, but the room was full of people. Son-bin ordered a simple carding, but the food barely came out for a while to see if Dotsoy was busy.

It was a great place to stay and it was a great place to stay. Anyway, Son Bin, who was hungry, emptied the tasteless carding neatly. And at the moment Son Bin was just about to rise from his seat.

Bang!

Otherwise, the door of the old guest cup fell away with a loud noise. The noisy room quieted in an instant, and everyone’s eyes turned to the entrance of the room.

Entering the guest room were half a dozen sturdy young men and one middle-aged man. The young men were all wearing swords in gorgeous mufti clothes, while the middle-aged man was wearing a shabby uniform.

“Is it here?”

A young man wearing a sword and wearing a uniform said to a shabby plainclothes man: “I’m not going to do that.”

“Yes, yes. Obviously here…….”

The middle-aged man answered with a cringing head, and glanced quickly inside the glass. Then he made eye contact with Son Bin and made a half-color.

“Me, that’s him.”

It was Son Bin who pointed his finger at him. Son Bin panicked.

“Me, me?”

I can’t wait to see what’s going on.

The young men in uniform walked directly to Son Bin. A few people were eating in the middle, but people woke up and avoided their backs. The young men approached, roughly pushing the disturbed chairs and table from side to side.

Wajang Chang!

The food and crockery were on the floor, but no one could tell it was moorish.

Because everyone already knew what these young people were, or not exactly where they belonged. Their dress, their black, was what everyone knew of the infinite people here.

“Are you?”

A young man, apparently younger than Son Bin, said to Son Bin in an overbearing attitude.

“Moo, what do you mean?”

Son Bin, who had fully understood what the Murim with the sword was, stammered.

“You are the one who dared to harm the muppet in Hwang Hak-roo.”

At his words, Son Bin’s face turned white.

‘Come on, don’t.’

The young man’s voice seemed to be heard in Son Bin’s ears as he said,’It doesn’t end like this.’