Bachelor Swordsmanship Remastered [EN]: Chapter 375

375. Extermination (驅除) [Elimination]

The person who stepped forward in front of Hwa-seol was Unhyun.

The sudden appearance of Unhyun caused Eumsan Salgui and Gwimyeon Majon to frown deeply.

Their displeasure was even greater because Hwa-seol was about to untie her clothes.

“Who are you?”

Gwimyeon Majon said with a scowl.

“What kind of beggar bastard is disturbing the elders’ fun?”

His hideous face looked even more terrifying as he frowned.

However, Unhyun silently looked around.

The musicians were trembling, clutching their instruments.

The Chilhyun-geum [a seven-stringed zither] was lying far away, and a woman who appeared to be a Yeogi [female entertainer] was holding her torn front, looking up at Unhyun with pitiful eyes.

The torn lips of the young Yeogi, who seemed to be just past her coming-of-age, stood out particularly clearly.

“Will this damned bastard only come to his senses after his limbs are torn off?”

Gwimyeon Majon glared at Unhyun.

“Didn’t the elder ask you something? Are you not going to answer?”

Gwimyeon Majon rebuked as if he would use his hands immediately.

However, Eumsan Salgui narrowed his eyes and examined Unhyun.

He did not miss the fact that Unhyun had a sword.

‘Hmm.’

Eumsan Salgui frowned.

Something was ambiguous.

From the beginning, he didn’t have the unique appearance of a martial artist.

Unhyun’s appearance was that of a quiet scholar to anyone who looked at him.

But somehow, the feeling was strange.

He couldn’t feel any special aura, yet he couldn’t gauge the other person’s skill.

It was as if the opponent was not fighting back but slightly avoiding it.

Besides, he somehow gave off a feeling unique to Taoism or Buddhism.

“S-Sir.”

Hwa-seol said to Unhyun in a trembling voice.

“This is not a place for you to step in. Please leave this place quickly…”

“These people.”

Unhyun’s voice cut off Hwa-seol’s words.

Looking at Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui, Unhyun asked Hwa-seol.

“Are they from the Heroic Alliance?”

Hwa-seol flinched.

“Hahahaha.”

Gwimyeon Majon burst into laughter.

“So, you know about the Heroic Alliance.”

Gwimyeon Majon said with a bitter smile.

“But you know the Heroic Alliance and not us? We are Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui.”

Gwimyeon Majon raised his chin and shined his eyes.

However, he, too, was wary of Unhyun standing in front of him.

The feeling of an old monster who had experienced all kinds of hardships was telling him that something was wrong.

If that weren’t the case, he would have killed him at once.

“So, they are from the Heroic Alliance.”

Unhyun sighed softly.

The reason why Unhyun stepped forward instead of Guest Elder was simple.

Guest Elder had already told Unhyun that he would hide if he encountered the Heroic Alliance.

Guest Elder was still trying to keep the Hwasan pledge.

“You.”

Eumsan Salgui suddenly said.

“Are you a secular disciple of the Shaolin?”

Unhyun’s eyes changed in an instant.

Although it was different from the general situation, Unhyun was, in name at least, a secular disciple of Shaolin [a layperson affiliated with the Shaolin monastery].

It was as if he was unintentionally known as a disciple of the Sleeping Buddha and a junior brother of the Divine Monk.

However, the relationship between Unhyun, the Sleeping Buddha, and the Divine Monk could not be expressed only by such titles.

“Hehehe.”

Eumsan Salgui chuckled.

Unhyun didn’t answer, but that look just now was enough.

“I knew it. It seems like you’re doing a chivalrous deed, but you’ve picked the wrong opponent.”

If it were a master from the Shaolin Temple, it would be different, but he had nothing to fear from a secular disciple.

Thump.

Eumsan Salgui got up from his seat.

“I’ve been feeling sluggish lately because I haven’t killed anyone.”

Now that he knew the identity of his opponent, Eumsan Salgui had nothing to hold back.

“I’ll have to break your bones and tear your flesh to soothe my mood.”

Swish.

Before he knew it, he had sharp fake nails, poison claws, on his fingers.

Gwimyeon Majon also raised his inner strength.

Looking at them intently, Unhyun slowly drew his sword.

Sreung.

Unhyun’s sword, Myeongmi, revealed its form.

Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui’s eyes changed.

But that was not caution but a look of greed.

“Hehe. This guy has a really amazing sword.”

“What’s the use? It’s going to be ours soon anyway…”

Eumsan Salgui, who was speaking, flinched.

That was the same for Gwimyeon Majon.

“…W-What the hell is this?”

Gwimyeon Majon muttered.

His gaze was directed behind Unhyun.

“Did these guys put something in the alcohol? It’s like I’m seeing something I shouldn’t be seeing.”

Even Gwimyeon Majon, the former Great Devil, had no choice but to say that.

Because the figure of a person who shouldn’t be there, who shouldn’t exist, was in front of his eyes.

“Sh-Shibal…” [Damn it]

Eumsan Salgui gritted his teeth and spat out a curse like a groan.

He, too, wanted to deny the sight before his eyes.

Why was Dokseon [Poisonous Immortal], who controls life and death, the very symbol of terror since the Great War between Justice and Evil, in front of them?

It was absurd to meet him, who had turned his back on the world and lived in seclusion for a long time, in the middle of the metropolis of Wuhan, in a brothel.

However, Eumsan Salgui’s hand was already trembling.

“Elder.”

Unhyun, who turned his head, said with surprised eyes.

Guest Elder, who was standing downstairs, had come up.

Guest Elder looked around and stared at Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui.

“If you neglect extermination.”

Extermination (驅除) means getting rid of pests or harmful animals.

Looking intently at the two former Great Devils, Guest Elder said.

“The house gets dirty.”

Tat.

The actions of Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui were fast.

They jumped out in different directions before Guest Elder could finish speaking.

Crash.

“Kyaa!”

The table was overturned, and Ye-hyang screamed.

Regardless of the fact that this was the fifth floor, Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui threw themselves towards the window without hesitation.

But their attempts were already meaningless.

Tak.

“Cough!”

With a soft sound, the two Great Devils clutched their chests.

And, contrary to the momentum with which they had jumped out, they fell to the floor as they were.

Thud, thump.

Momentary judgment and quick reaction were all in vain.

The moment they came into Guest Elder’s sight, their lives were already in Guest Elder’s hands.

“Keuk, keok.”

Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui tore at their chests.

Rolling their eyes back and drooling, they frantically scratched their necks and chests.

The faces and chests of the two Great Devils were instantly stained with blood, but they continued to convulse and groan.

But even that soon stopped.

Thud.

The bodies of Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui lay limply on the floor.

As if their previous violence was a lie, the two Great Devils died with their tongues out.

Swish.

Guest Elder lowered his hand and put his hands behind his back.

Hwa-seol, Ye-hyang, and the musicians stared at Guest Elder and Unhyun with surprised eyes.

They had clearly done something, but they couldn’t figure out what they had done.

No one had been watching Guest Elder’s hand in the situation where Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui were threatening to kill them.

Even if they had seen it, they couldn’t even imagine that two former Great Devils would die just by flicking their hands.

If anything, it was right to think that Unhyun had done it, although it was only that he had drawn his sword.

‘Ah.’

Unhyun suddenly made eye contact with Ye-hyang.

Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked up at Unhyun.

Feeling the emotion in her eyes, Unhyun cleared his throat and turned his head.

And he realized that the middle-aged woman, Hwa-seol, was looking at Guest Elder.

Hwa-seol, who was looking at Guest Elder, turned her head towards Unhyun.

Unhyun smiled as their eyes met.

Swish.

Unhyun raised his finger to his lips.

“Ah!”

Hwa-seol seemed to come to her senses only then and looked surprised.

And she immediately lowered her head.

“Thank you. Thank you so much.”

Hwa-seol’s eyes, which had lifted her head, were moist.

She finally realized that she had overcome the moment of humiliation.

“How can I ever repay this kindness…”

It was then.

“Hmm.”

Guest Elder frowned and turned his head.

The same was true for Unhyun.

Thump.

The door opened as if it would break, and a shout erupted.

“You bastards!”

With a loud cry, more than a dozen warriors poured in.

Their eyes were intense, and they had sturdy physiques. They had already drawn their swords in their hands.

Thud, thud, thud.

As soon as they entered, they lined up to the left and right of the door as if they were spreading out.

“The time has finally come to punish your evil deeds!”

A warrior shouted as if he was unleashing a lion’s roar.

Their eyes, gleaming with sword light, were burning as if they were prepared for death.

“Kneel down immediately…”

The warrior, who was shouting loudly, flinched.

The other warriors, who were shining their eyes with determination, were also the same.

Their gazes were directed at Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui, who were lying dead on the floor.

“Huh?”

Someone let out a sound as if they were dumbfounded.

“…Are they dead?”

They couldn’t hide their bewildered expressions.

The Great Devils of the Heroic Alliance, Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui, who had killed more than ten secular disciples of the Wudang, were lying dead.

They were even confused by the sight they couldn’t even imagine.

But the people here were also the same in that they couldn’t understand the situation.

“What is going on?”

Hwa-seol asked with a puzzled expression.

The warriors who had suddenly invaded were people she knew well.

They were the secular disciples of the Wudang in Wuhan.

It was then.

Step.

Two Taoists entered.

The aura of them entering with swords and Buddhist prayer beads and fluttering their Taoist robes was quite impressive.

Step, step.

Swish.

As they entered, all the secular disciples held their swords and bowed politely.

“What’s going on? Why are you lowering your swords?”

One of the two Taoists, Jeokyangja, said.

He was a master from the Wudang Sect requested by the secular disciples of the Wudang.

The people who were most pleased with the news that the Wudang had joined the Azure Dragon Alliance were the secular disciples.

The secular disciples immediately asked the Wudang to send masters, and the elders of the Sword Sect, who knew the importance of Wuhan well, sent two people to Wuhan.

They were Hyeoneum Jin-in and Jeokyangja.

No matter how great Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui were, they were no match for Hyeoneum Jin-in and Jeokyangja, who were masters of the Wudang Sect.

“Have the two devils already escaped?”

“No. There, that is…”

One of the secular disciples turned his gaze with a bewildered expression.

Hyeoneum Jin-in, who was turning his eyes following him, discovered the two people lying on the floor.

The secular disciple said in a still embarrassed tone.

“Those people are Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui.”

“What?”

Jeokyangja immediately approached the two fallen Great Devils.

Jeokyangja frowned at their miserable appearance but carefully checked their life and death.

“…They’re dead.”

“Hmm, what on earth…”

Hyeoneum Jin-in frowned.

It was a little while ago that he heard the news that Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui were in this brothel.

Dealing with all the bandits of the Heroic Alliance’s Wuhan branch had several problems, so the two masters and secular disciples decided to deal with Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui first.

But the result of charging in with such a determined resolution was the discovery of the two Great Devils’ dead bodies.

At first glance, he thought it was fortunate, but he couldn’t help but be suspicious.

“Who on earth…”

“Can you explain what’s going on?”

A woman’s clear voice echoed.

Hwa-seol said with a firm expression.

“Without permission, and even breaking into a brothel with swords. No matter how much you are from the Wudang, how can there be such rudeness?”

Her protest was justified.

Hyeoneum Jin-in sighed softly and said.

“I’m sorry. But this matter is…”

Hyeoneum Jin-in, who was speaking, stopped.

Jeokyangja, who was examining the dead Gwimyeon Majon and Eumsan Salgui, also raised his eyes.

“Heot!”

Jeokyangja wore a surprised expression.

And he shouted without realizing it.

“Alliance Leader!”

A young man in a scholar’s attire was standing there, avoiding eye contact with an awkward expression. He was Unhyun, the Alliance Leader of the Azure Dragon Alliance and the Azure Dragon Sword Lord.