I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 284



[Episode 284] Journey to Jongnam

It could be said to have been a smooth trip except that the coachman was surprisingly a true coachman so he was somewhat ripped off and left the fast route for no reason and took the long way back.

And it was a very boring journey.

I’m so bored to death.

It’s raining so we’re stuck in the carriage and Seol’s bitch is completely speechless so it doesn’t help at all with getting bored.

The face is pretty but it’s really wet so it’s fun to look at it.

In order to prepare for some unpleasant incidents they stopped playing on the ice and endured the heat head-on so they were really sweaty.

It seems like he couldn’t hold out any longer on the second second or third day like that so he suddenly took the seat next to Cheong.

Then he took Cheong’s hand and gently placed it on his cheek.

“Oh.”

what? Seduction like this?

However Seoliri was in a state where she was alone in the steam room.

With sweat dripping down my chin I put someone else’s hand on my cheek leaving my hand covered in unpleasant moisture.

“If you’re going to use someone else’s hand shouldn’t you at least wipe off your sweat before using it?”

“It’s me again.”

Cheong deciphered the three letters.

Since you can’t avoid getting sweat on your hands anyway it doesn’t make much of a difference whether you wipe it off and stick it on or just stick it on.

Cheong’s hands are cold.

The small number of small magic craftsmen later become diamond buddha ingots.

At its peak it had weak protection equivalent to that of gold-plated fire bars but now it has reached its peak and has front back and side armor of the level of gold-plated fire bars.

However instead of defense it lost warmth.

However it was a cool feeling that was a great help to someone who was tired of the heat.

“If it’s really hot you can use ice balls.”

“It’s dangerous.”

“I am there.”

“Unmanned people must protect themselves.”

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“oh.”

This is the most extraordinary thing Seoliri has ever said.

Certainly for me it is not the mindset of a proper warrior to just live my life with my own skills and then leave everything to others.

However it is better for Cheong to just exist as useless as Seoliri has always been.

There are a limited number of bad guys in the world so if there are a lot of people who get cut won’t my share decrease?

“where. yap.”

Cheong placed his hand on the back of Seoliri’s neck and unleashed the Taeeum Oknyeo Shingong’s ice attack.

Seol-iri who trembled violently immediately shrugged her shoulders and a sound escaped from her mouth.

“Huh….”

He seems to be in a very good mood.

good? Then I guess I’ll just have to stop here.

If you keep doing this you will become a bad habit.

As soon as Cheong stops feeling cold Seoliri looks at Cheong with regretful eyes.

Cheong just pretended not to notice.

So they might give you a regretful look but they won’t beg you to make demands.

Although Seoliri is useless she is still a character with a bit of shame.

I know how to be grateful if Cheong buys me something. Maybe it’s because I’m a beggar but I don’t know how to ask for anything so if I feel regretful I just stay with that regret.

Cheong held the guest cup so we could share it but now that we were going our separate ways it was obvious that if we kicked him out we would be waiting for Cheong outside in the rain again.

ah.

It is only then that Cheong begins to reflect on this.

right. He wasn’t even a companion.

He’s just clinging to me like a leech the only clue he has to finding Seolga.

hmm. what. It’s cute so it’s okay.

And if you ask him to talk even though he just doesn’t have anything to say he’s surprisingly consistent in his replies.

“Seol Sojeo. I’m bored. Please tell me about the North Sea. How about there? “Is it very cold?”

“no I do not want.”

Cheong was dumbfounded.

If you ask if it’s too cold can you get the answer no?

Only then did I understand Cheong’s stern refusal to talk about the North Sea.

The day is hot and humid and my hand is soaked with someone else’s sweat and is still attached to the back of Seoliri’s neck.

The discomfort index of Cheong is not low either.

“Why on earth are people like that? While we were going on a trip together we talked about things and ate together and ah we ate together. Well anyway. You don’t want to talk to me? Do you hate going around with me? Are you having no choice but to go together? now?”

Seoliri widened her eyes at that.

And then he answers with a somewhat sad expression.

“That’s not it….”

“Then what is it? “You don’t want to talk to me now.”

“no.”

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“sure? “Do you want to talk to me?”

“no.”

Cheong’s eyebrows drew a steep inner line.

Then Seoliri quickly added

“But I don’t hate it.”

So I don’t really avoid the conversation but I also don’t really want it.

But I don’t like talking about the North Sea.

Cheong glared at Seoliri.

Seoliri was always making eye contact with Cheong but this time she seemed to be avoiding it so I thought she might be looking at the tip of her nose or lips.

Seoliri is such a poor person that if you just look at her you will reflect on yourself.

Is this mirror therapy or something?

Cheong calmed down his frustration and thought about it carefully.

Why? Are you ashamed of your hometown?

Now that I think about it I wonder if it might be rude to ask if the North Sea is cold.

Even in Cheong’s hometown if you ask the kid who buys potato soup if you really plant potatoes in your backyard front yard side yard and every piece of land you play around the neighborhood the response is not very positive.

As I heard later I was angry because I didn’t have anything to say because I actually planted it or whatever.

Or don’t you guys grow a lot of tangerines from Tangerine Island over there? People ask what tastes better besides tangerines.

Or if you go to visit a friend from the port they say “They sell fried chicken in your neighborhood and they also sell alcohol and bread?” Didn’t they only sell soup and rice noodles?

Something like this.

hmm. I guess they live there because the North Sea has its own unique advantages.

Would it have been a little rude to ask right away if it was cold there?

“hmm. So the other stories are okay? What kind of cuisine does Seol Soje like? “You probably have a taste right?”

“Something hot.”

“Are there one or two hot dishes?”

“hmm. “Murder.”

“And?”

Then he closed his mouth again.

Cheong’s eyebrows rose again.

Then Seoliri quickly answered again.

“I don’t know your name….”

“ah.”

Seoliri is a beggar without a single penny.

Moreover when I think about it there are people like the Qing who are intelligent but they only have intelligence and no dignity. Thinking about it the Xue family Zhuge and Nan have intelligence but no dignity so I guess the Xue family is the most dignified among them.

Except for sexual harassment there is dignity.

Anyway since I’m a beggar and have no friends how can I know anything about Jungwon’s cuisine?

He is not a great person who can grab a chef or a waiter and ask them what the name of this dish is.

If it rains she’s a woman who gets rained on so when food comes out she just eats it.

“no way. If you don’t know just know. From now on if you eat it and say it’s really delicious just ask me. “You need to know the identity of your favorite food.”

Seoliri blinked at him.

And then he bowed his head again.

Anyway I have shame.

I look at her because she has a pretty face. really.

It was a time when Cheong was about to give it another look and move on.

Shake! I thought the carriage was shaking a lot but then it started rocking loudly from side to side making the ride feel like shit.

“Mr. coachman? “Why is this happening?”

“oh my. Perhaps because of the rain the road suddenly became very messy. Even though I try my best I want this. “From here there is nothing we can do because the road is not maintained at all.”

“ah. yes.”

They say the road is a mess so what can the government do?

The job of a coachman is not to smooth the road.

“Please be patient. You will arrive at the next village in about half an hour. You might be hungry because it’s already past dinnertime but you’ll be satisfied because it’s a very friendly neighborhood. Hehehe.”

So while shaking left and right and bobbing up and down the weight of the body is shifted to the back giving the appearance of climbing up a high slope.

The atmosphere was such that it was worth having a conversation with Seoliri for the first time in a while but as she was talking she ended up chewing her tongue and even just holding her shaking body under control made her feel weak.

Of course Cheong had a sense of balance and central muscles that transcended humanity so it wasn’t a task that required much strength.

Isn’t Seoliri swaying back and forth leaning heavily on Cheong then leaning in the opposite direction hitting her shoulder against the wall of the carriage and fluttering like a straw?

Cheong thought about that.

What kind of climactic driver can’t keep his balance even if the carriage shakes a little?

Isn’t the level only the peak and the skills completely mediocre?

But Seoliri is a chaser in the North Sea.

The level of the Seolga guy was not low but he was stronger than the Seolga guy so he wouldn’t have come to catch him.

After that something strange happened.

Do you usually send a stupid useless kid who doesn’t know anything about the world like this to catch a fugitive?

Even Seolga’s level wasn’t low but if you send him alone you won’t be able to find him so is there any guarantee that you will win if you find him?

No. When Seolga escaped he may have only been a top-notch unmanned assistant.

You might have thought that if you were a peak warrior you would get enough of it and come back.

However if Cheong was someone who worked at the Ice Palace he wouldn’t have sent away such a useless kid.

It’s useless because I don’t know how to do anything but I’m trying to do my best at tracking down criminals.

ah!

It was only then that Cheong realized the truth.

Since I was just playing around in the ice palace with nothing to do I guess they sent me off to go to the martial arts world and gain some experience before becoming a human being!

Since there would be no major danger in the Murim Alliance anyway he probably meant that he should take this time to learn about the culture of the central plains.

In any case can it be said that it is the coachman’s ability to not fall over even while the carriage is tilting and shaking wildly as if trying to spread powdered seasoning evenly on the passengers?

Cheong moved to the other side and fully admired Seoliri’s sloppy appearance unable to move from side to side.

Just like Si-jin who said that the uncomfortable time is long after a long time has passed the sound of the outside can be heard with Cheong’s transcendental hearing.

-Stop! ah! Are you getting married? Are you married?

-lol. It’s me.

-Why are you coming so late?

-Oh my. Don’t even talk. It’s raining like this and the roads are a mess. Just because the carriages didn’t pour out wasn’t a good thing. lol.

-what. Even so. Hey open the door!

Looks like we’ve finally arrived at the village.

It’s a town with a generous heart.

Actually it’s not that good.

In fact it didn’t really matter if the city was a sparsely populated town so the quality of food and lodging was more important than generous hospitality.

Anyway even if people’s hearts are harsh if you spend money you will get a lot of food but if the taste is poor because it is cheap and the quantity is large from the perspective of enjoying gourmet food you will only feel that you have lost a meal.

As soon as we got inside the village the shaking of the carriage stopped quite a bit.

And it stops not long after.

oh. Stop already?

It looks like the guesthouse is right near the entrance to the village.

It’s a great location.

Then the door bursts open but as soon as I open it a musty smell spreads out.

oh. This is not good. I can already smell it.

As Cheong had great concerns about the quality of the guests the coachman urged him to do so.

“Everyone is here. Now you have to eat it in the guest cup.”

“Do you have any other guests? I can already smell it. “Is this a good guesthouse?”

It is just normal everyday life for coachmen to receive kickbacks and serve guests to a specific table.

So rather than serving a good guest I serve the guest with a guest who gives me bribes.

“oh my. Because it is a small village there is only one guest house. ruler. “You must have had a hard time climbing the mountain path so you should get some rest.”

“ah. yes. what.”

What can you do if there is only one?

After Cheong obediently got out of the carriage um. What is this again?

It is not a stable but a large space with only pillars and a roof without walls. How can I say this? storage? In any case it was a space of unknown purpose.

A huge crowd of people gathered around the carriage to welcome them and in every corner as far as the eye could see there were a lot of black men with their tops down.

“Mr. coachman?”

The coachman quickly ran out and got in between the men.

“Hey ladies this is the village of green forest elders called Gamsanchae. You may be hungry in the evening but the seniors at Nokrim will feed you until your stomach explodes so after today you will be full for ten months. “Hehe.”

One of the residents lightly taps the coachman on the back of the head and bursts into laughter.

“Look at what this guy is saying. You will be full for ten months. Haha this is why I like Jangga. Yes the thing is very clear. “Wow there are no other women who are the most beautiful in the world.”

Only then did Cheong realize the situation.

I heard that this coachman has no tricks.

They took the wagon and headed towards the bandit’s den.

ah. I should have thought this was strange.

What kind of village can you climb up a winding mountain road just because it’s at the top of a mountain?

A village is originally a facility located near water at the bottom of a mountain!

Or to avoid the government’s taxes a fortification was built around Sambu Ridge at the foot of the mountain.

I didn’t think much of it as I was watching the shaking Seoliri but now that I think about it it was a strange thing.

Coachman you bastard. How can this be so amazing…!

If you had told me in advance I would have been looking forward to it.

what? What kind of birthday is today? Or Buddha’s birthday? Or is it Nosy’s birthday?

Is today some kind of Christmas?

Why was it August instead of July in movies?

Anyway what a surprise gift this is.

I’m so thankful for this. do.