I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 54



[Episode 54] But that wasn’t it

Despite the terrifying verbal abuse the members of the Jeonjin Blue Team actually couldn’t even listen properly.

He is a proud member of the Heavenly Demon Church.

Protestantism was a crucible of solitude overflowing with crazy people and crazy bitches as it was the law for those who were strong and self-reliant.

A person who eats people? there is.

A guy who tortures people? there is.

A guy who enjoys killing people? Of course there is.

However as I encountered and had many encounters with demons in person I developed an eye for the evil species that ended up becoming such people.

The girl in front of me is the realest among dogs.

It is unclear why something like this is hidden in political factions. It’s as if the species of creature itself is different than any other demon…

His jaw vibrated.

“Please save me…”

A top-notch expert rubbed his hands like flies.

Black color was also Sapa’s advantage.

A warrior without a cause is simply because his life is the most precious thing to him.

Cheong looked down at the man who was sobbing.

He is a guy who deserves to die just like other guys.

Cheong’s gaze became crooked.

“I? why?”

“Anything as long as you let me live.”

When Cheong took his steps the man cried out in horror.

“for a moment! Great! Here’s the info! I’ll tell you everything I know! Lucky! “I’m looking for a fortune teller!”

Cheong’s movements stopped.

I don’t know what fortune telling is and I’m not curious about it.

However the status window that appeared before my eyes seemed to have different thoughts.

[Foreshadowing (unknown) 1st crisis]’s mission window burst into flames and a new sentence appeared.

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[Magic war under the new religion. My ranch. (Unknown) Second Crisis]

[You can track important sacred objects of Shinyo/Demonism. With this you can join the Protestant Church or steal it and become an opponent of the Demonic Church.]

Get more information about Boksinjeok

Strong soloist) Capturing the lucky enemy

Demonic Cult) Deliver the Lucky God to the Murim Alliance

Heavenly Demon Church) Deliver fortunes to the Divine Church/Demon Church

Cheonsalseong) Capturing the Bokshin enemy

[This choice can affect the world.]

“Useup….”

Is Taechang you again?

Do you sleep at two in the morning? I’ll be neater than you too.

How should I accept you if you treat me like this?

Why don’t you just stop breathing and die?

Suddenly a vaguely read strategy text passed by.

Did you say that you have to solve three random crises as you progress through the game?

But you’ve already seen the final crisis all the way to the end?

What order is this? It’s so fucked up really.

Will it just end if Yeo-nyeong catches it?

Or should I do three if even one is too much?

Still after Yeonyeong Encounter the mission window seems a little easier.

At least it doesn’t eat your brain like Mugongchang does.

“ha…”

Cheong let out a long sigh.

I want to relieve this tightness right now but

“So what is the point of fortune you bastard? Why are you talking about things you only know? “Is that illegal under some law?”

Cheong stood awkwardly and continued speaking.

“Then my sentence will be death.”

“I’ll tell you!”

Two hundred years ago there was a legendary blacksmith who was called the ghost of the Hwadeokjin Army. The name is Banchi…

Cheong was furious.

“Miss what are you talking about all of a sudden? Is it time for you to get into the mood of telling stories about your grandfather’s past? Shall I shave off all my teeth and make you look like my grandfather?”

“Oh no! therefore…”

One of Banchi’s masterpieces was Boksinjeok a flute made of Mannyeonhancheol.

“Why did you go to all this trouble just to find a flute?”

“It’s not just a flute it’s a flute made of iron. “It is a treasure desired by all artists in the world and its beautiful tone is so beautiful that even the Emperor of Qing admired it.”

Qing Emperor Fuxi is a kind of supreme god who played the role of the creator of humans in ancient China.

Like a tree it generously gave all kinds of miscellaneous knowledge to humans and music was included among them.

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The expression that even the Qing Dynasty would praise him was the greatest compliment that could be paid to an artist who plays music.

However if you say to Cheong ‘There is such a flute and the tone is so beautiful that it surpasses all the sounds of nature.’

Cheong is not interested because it would be difficult to imagine what kind of flute it is.

“So isn’t it a flute?” do.

But to Cheong-

“That flute is a treasure worth ten thousand gold pieces…”

-If you say that.

“It’s a treasure! “I admit it.”

– and ends up screaming in admiration.

It’s worth 10000 won. It was an unimaginable commodity.

That was enough for the mission office to make a fuss.

Cheong thought.

I can’t hand it over to this group of bad guys anyway.

However it could not be left to the Murim Alliance.

Wasn’t Yeonyeong the ultimate boss a patroller of the Murim Alliance?

If you throw treasure at such a poorly run organization it will disappear without even a rat or a bird knowing.

Then how?

Master sometimes plays the flute.

Would you like it if I gave it to you as a gift?

Cheong has made up his mind.

“What are you doing?”

“Yes yes?”

“I’m starting to guide you don’t you know? “What are you doing?”

“Then save me…”

Cheong’s eyes narrowed.

“What is the villain… talking back to?”

“I will guide you! I’d like to guide you! Please let me guide you!”

Cheong’s expression relaxed.

“good. “Let’s go.”

—-

Hundreds of drawers were lying around on the floor of the tomb.

Rotten pills rusty hairpins emeralds and other accessories as well as broken swords and daggers were lying around.

I couldn’t have imagined that Jangbodo’s ending would involve pulling out a drawer in anger so it was extremely vicious.

Originally it was not something the leader of the forward wave corps would have done personally but it was inevitable as he approached with his tail on fire.

How long had it been since the fearsome Madou of the Demonic Cult rummaged through the drawers in the tomb?

Finally a drawer containing a blue-black flute spilled out onto the floor in a dirty position where it had to be pulled out unable to be reached by even a single hand.

“I found it!”

“at las…!”

Yeomsaraedal let out an appreciative sound at the lifeline that finally appeared.

It is one and a half feet long with a dark blue body without decoration.

At first glance it looked like an iron club but in reality it was a treasure of inestimable value.

“Okay now…”

It was then.

dump. Someone jumped into the tomb.

Yeomsaraedal was startled and grabbed the iron weight.

“Who are you!” What are you? “What about the others?”

Yeomsaraedal recognized the face of his subordinate.

I don’t even know the name.

But the face was familiar.

The subordinate was confused.

“That’s what I mean…”

-Hey is that right there? Am I going down?

At that moment a lively voice penetrated the stone room.

At the same time. There was a young girl standing in the stone chamber with light movements.

Cheong looked around the inside of the stone chamber.

In the center was a sarcophagus with its lid open revealing the faded silk inside and traces of the torn body beneath.

And there were drawers all over the floor missing.

“What is it grave robbing? Rob the grave? These villains! “I cannot forgive you for disturbing the rest of a dead person!”

Yeomsaraedal glared at his subordinate with a look in his eyes that wanted an explanation.

I looked at the guy whose denim pants were wet.

The subordinate looked at the captain and Cheong alternately.

Then he pulled out his sword and casually aimed it at Cheong.

Cheong frowned.

“Betrayal here? that’s right? Is that best?”

“Shut up! “I just lured you here!”

“what. “I didn’t plan on sending him alive anyway…”

Cheong did not promise to spare his life.

Now that we have arrived at our destination we were going to send the unnecessary evildoers to their destination beyond the underworld.

He’s a quick-witted guy.

“Now cry Moonlight Yam too! Moonlight! “Dabangeom!”

Cheong rushed forward making no noise.

Yeomsaraedal fought back by swinging his iron weight.

Yep! The blade and the metal collided and made a loud noise.

Yeomsaraedal’s complexion turned pale.

‘What kind of history does this young woman have…!’

Yeomsaraedal had already lost some of its strength due to destroying the ceiling of the stone chamber.

“What are you doing!”

At Yeomsaraedal’s shout the four remaining members jumped.

Cheong put away his sword and sword and stretched out his buttocks.

The blade of the spear narrowly grazed the front of my pelvis.

And then he raised his sword.

It was then.

The sound of metal clinking.

A chain was wrapped around Cheong’s forearm.

It was a weapon called Cheolryeon in the Central Plains.

“Now!”

The guy holding the iron kit shouted.

Yeomsaraedal did not miss and lifted the iron weight as far as it could go.

I will destroy that kettle in an instant!

A vicious piece of metal with thorns is pointed at Cheong’s head.

Cheong pulled his arm roughly.

The master’s super strength and his bet met and the owner of the Iron Run flew through the air claiming to be the shield of the Blue Kingdom.

puck! The guy holding the iron kit blocked the iron weight with his back.

The man whose backbone was crushed suddenly gushes out blood and dies in one blow.

At the same time! The sudden sound of a temple bell.

The upper body of the sword-holder exploded and the internal organs inside were shredded and splattered everywhere.

Excited voices filled the room.

“Half sword. Killed!”

“bloke!”

However despite shouting with such vigor he hesitates and looks at me. At the very least it was because he realized that Cheong was not his subordinate.

“He speaks informally. Don’t you know manners? Anyway it shows that I haven’t learned much. “You know when it’s twisted right?”

Cheong snapped his fingers.

Yeomsaraedal winked at the lone subordinate.

At the same time several fingers folded and unfolded into shapes. It was a hand signal between the members.

This means attacking at the same time.

The subordinate lowered his eyes for a moment and then returned them.

I meant to understand.

and-

“Now!”

Yeomsaraedal screamed and kicked the ground pushing all of its remaining energy into the soles of its feet.

The subordinate also knew that this was his last chance so he took a strong step forward and flew up.

The two bodies flew toward the hole in the ceiling.

It was a dramatic mutual betrayal that was almost premeditated.

It was the specialty of bad guys.

The hole is narrow but since two people jumped at the same time they had no choice but to crash into each other in the air.

Two people fell and rolled on the floor.

“bloke! I told you to attack! “You’re disobeying orders!”

“Why are you running away Captain?”

“It’s a protest! “Resistance is death penalty!”

“The person who threw his subordinates and tried to run away is who you are now you fucking bastard!” “There’s this bastard called Captain all the time but I’ve known him since he was a kid!”

“What the fuck did you fucking idiot say just now!”

The two raised their voices at each other.

Cheong frowned.

It was so fucking soybean powder whether it was a demonic religion or not.