Surviving as a Cripple in Murim - Chapter 97



97 – Romeo and Juliet? Samase and Zhugese? (1)

It wasn’t uncomfortable inside the carriage as the interior was luxuriously decorated, but it was a long journey.

Feeling tired, Hwa-hwa gently frowned.

Seeing that, Sima Bu inadvertently opened the window and signaled to his men.

“Take a break and go.”

“It’s not hard enough to rest….”

She was taken aback by the completely unexpected consideration. She tried to say that it was okay in a strangely not bad mood, even though she was embarrassed.

“Don’t get me wrong. It is time for the horses to rest.”

I am speechless at the words of Samabu that followed.

“… Okay.”

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Hwa-hwa’s red eyes calmly settle.

‘Well, there’s no way that person would care about me.’

Recently, she was mistaken because her demeanor had softened a little, very little.

… But when she says to rest at that moment, she is bound to be mistaken!

When she heard that she was going to meet her older brother, she prepared a carriage for her or organized an escort.

Complimenting unbecomingly, taking out a treasured sword that you don’t normally wield and just keeping in reserve….

I was fooled by such trivial things-!!

She glared at Samabu’s back as she got off the carriage with a slightly pouty face that was barely noticeable.

‘Not even full normally! On the subject of a strange sword or cold… !!’

Is it because of the voice of the heart?

The sudden venting of anger became the target.

Samabu swings the sword wrapped in red silk around her waist.

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Anyway, the head of the house gave the order.

A splendid wagon like a high official would ride, several wagons escorting the wagon, and cavalrymen stopped.

Hwa-hwa also got off her carriage and took her rest.

As long as it’s not long until the Moorim Meng.

In my heart, I want to start quickly, but it’s not a problem that can be solved by being impatient.

Take a breath in a neat posture.

To soothe boredom, I look up at the sky again and look for clouds that resemble my brother.

… And in that appearance, she followed her father, Poongbaek (風百).

Poongran, a girl who participated in this journey to the Moorim League, stared blankly at Hwahwa with her beautiful green eyes wide open.

“Hawawa….”

Fair skin like pure white porcelain and long, straight legs.

Red crimson face reminiscent of beautiful jewels.

A look that cannot be hidden even among the golden accessories sparkling in the sunlight.

She froze in the same way as the princess in the story.

“Pungran is the son of Lord Poongsangdan.”

At her sudden glance at herself, Hwa-hwa immediately tilted her head and gave off a false smile, a human-looking smile.

“Do you have any business with me?”

“Oh no! That is… that… nice to see you! It’s an orchid! … Lady Chloride.”

We welcome you with a soft voice in a cute voice that looks like a nervous orchid.

“Yes, nice to meet you. I have heard many stories.”

… However, contrary to the harmonious smiling face.

Hwa-hwa’s eyes sink low as he gazes at the ornaments modeled after the cherry blossom branches that Mancheon gave him as a gift for Orchid’s head.

Of course, of course, Hwa-hwa read the report that her subordinates had planted by Sama-bu about what happened on the way up.

She dares to love her.

‘Really, trying to seduce an extramarital man with her sister… A midfielder is unreasonable.’

She gently puts her hand up to cover her sneering lips and fakes a smile.

“… The ornaments are very pretty. Cute.”

I’m not particularly envious of my older brother for picking her flowers.

She herself made a vow at the Dowon (桃園 結 義), the day they swore an oath together under the peach tree.

Because she has been given an incomparable gift.

That day, my older brother gave me a comb as a gift. It’s not just a comb.

At the time, she was unfamiliar with the culture of this country and didn’t know it, but a bigger meaning was hidden.

In Goryeo, Jungwon, and the Orient, men gave women a wolso (月梳).

Giving a half-moon comb as a gift is a metaphor for expressing love.

It means marriage proposal.

We didn’t have a ceremony, but now this is no different from a married couple.

“Ah! Thank you It’s a valuable accessory.”

In any case, Poongran, not knowing what she was thinking and not thinking that her sister would like her brother as her member of the opposite s*x based on common sense, Poongran smiled brightly.

“I also heard a lot about the young lady from the young master.”

At first, I was intimidated by Hwa-hwa’s appearance.

To aim for longevity, start with horses.

He planned to get closer to Man-chun by becoming friendly with her sister, Hwa-hwa.

“My older brother told me… ?”

“Yes! She said she was the most precious little sister in the world!”

I know it’s flattery that is obvious to her, but let’s reaffirm brother’s affection from someone else’s mouth.

‘What… He’s not such a bad kid. She’s honest and a good kid.’

Hwa-hwa, who was in a good mood, naturally put on a more relaxed expression.

“Hmm~ Any other words?”

It was a cute face with a pure side.

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Somewhere away.

Poongbaek smiled softly at the chattering voices of the two girls, Hwahwa and Poongran.

“At that age, girls get along quickly.”

“Don’t be vigilant. I don’t know what kind of plan they’re plotting behind that kind face.”

Poongbaek laughed bitterly at the harsh evaluation, even though he was a child born from the seeds he sowed in need of the gold of Baehwagyo.

“Like the family head.”

“What do you want to say?”

Poongbaek shrugged her shoulders at her samabu, who frowned at her.

“There is nothing in particular. She’s just her father and daughter, so there’s a resemblance.”

When she was young, she went to the Pai Bridge several times as an escort for Sima Fu.

She is a steel dog that usually always sticks by her side… An unknown guy has gone….

One day she suddenly ran out of her organization and went missing.

He killed the prince and became a Moorim official.

I’ve been thinking about this since we started working together, but he’s a crazy guy.

Anyway, in Poongbaek’s eyes, Samabu is also the mother of Hwahwa and the maid of honor of Baehwagyo.

She can’t say for sure about Hor Dad, but she must have had her heart.

She was also very beautiful, and she was a pure person, but her heart was like Kowa-sama.

Maybe she’s keeping more distance from Hwa-hwa to deny those feelings.

“Whoa….”

Sima Fu sighed for a moment, and then she showed a human-looking smile towards Poongbaek.

“Do you want to talk about your family? Then I’ll take one out.”

“… Yes?”

Yes, it was the story of Samabu himself that he was hiding behind a kind face.

“Let’s hear it. I heard that my son gave flowers to your daughter. How do the two of you look?”

“Now… !! What is that… ?!”

With the cute and precious Ran who doesn’t hurt even if we put it in our eyes! A bastard who just opens his mouth and words flirting with women come out!!

‘Because spring is coming and I’ll pick you up anytime if you want.’

Thousands of tricks, the reddened face of my daughter.

Just thinking about that moment gives me a tantrum.

If it wasn’t for the son of Samabu, the benefactor of the family, he would have thrown a double side kick right away.

“Don’t misunderstand. Because I don’t want to get married. I’m just asking.”

Poongbaek, who found the opposite s*x at the words of Samabu, asked with a puzzled face.

“Something is surprising. I knew that the head of the family would find a girl from a wealthy and good family and marry her.”

“It’s not like I didn’t think about it, but… I have no intention of forcing you into an arranged marriage.”

After a while, he murmured weakly.

“I’d be lying if I said my parents weren’t greedy, but if possible, Cheon-i will connect me with the person he wants.”

“Huh… ….”

Poongbaek’s mouth opens in surprise.

She expected that she would use the company to leave, but she seemed to be shocked at the fact that Manchun really ran away.

Anyway, the awkward atmosphere continued. A patrolman approaches and searches for Poongbaek.

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“Sir, please come for a while. It looks like there is a problem up front.”

“What? I’m sorry, my lord. I’ll be gone for a while.”

Unexpectedly, Poongbaek left her seat with a frown on her face.

‘I don’t think it’s a place where there would be any particular problems… ?’

When Sima Bu, feeling something strange, frowned at him.

“… ….”

The smell of her foul blood that came in her sudden wind tickled the tip of her nose.

Samabu’s expression is crumpled.

There is only one group in Moorim that emits this disgusting smell.

“Prepare with a wagon to spread out a circular formation.”

Immediately, without hesitation, give orders and move quickly.

“You… what now… ?!”

Urgently approach Hwahwa. It hides like a wolf protects its cubs.

“It is an attack by the Blood Bridge. Stay behind.”

At the same time, dozens of human figures emerge from the forest.

“It’s not just the Heavenly Demon Church that wants the blood of the Fire Maid. If you just pass the monster of the Baehwa Bridge….”

“I can’t listen anymore.”

As if it wasn’t worth listening to, Samabu cut off the words of the Blood Religion warrior dressed more luxuriously than the rest of the group with bloodshot eyes.

Looking at the raiders, I get a rough estimate.

There are no executives, and it seems that a few groups have acted arbitrarily. This is why I hate blood religion.

Basically, other Demonic Cults have at least some discipline. Transaction is possible.

These guys don’t have that. Move according to desire

“There are a lot of them. If I step out….”

Let’s take a step forward, getting ready to start a fire by snapping your fingers.

“All right. I brought this in preparation for this situation.”

Samabu stepped forward, hid the fire behind him again, and took out a sword wrapped in red silk wrapped around his waist.

“Don’t interrupt and stay behind.”

The reason why I put on a dustproof was to prepare for an unexpected situation.

Now that you know the level of the enemies, this is enough.

The silk sheath is peeled off, revealing the sleeping master sword.

“Howl, Terror.”

A coward who is allowed to cry bursts into tears.

[Eheee Ee Ee Ee Ee Ee Ee Ee

An inhuman cry knocks on enemies’ heads through electrophony.