Reaper of the Drifting Moon

oked up at Pyo-wol with a relieved expression.

Pyo-wol said to Soma,

“Let’s go!”

“Wait a minute—”

Soma looked at Mok Gahye.

“Sister! When you’ve finished making the beef jerky, take it to the biggest guest house near the pier.
I’ll be there!”

“A, alright.”

Mok Ga-hye answered, biting her lips softly.

Soma waved his hand and returned to the guest house with Pyo-wol.

Mok Gahye stood still as if she had become a statue, while watching the two disappear into the darkness.

“Gahye!”

She barely came to her senses at the sound of Shin Mugum calling.

“Hoo…!”

Her sighs were scattered in the wind.

* * *

“Is that really true?”

“Are they really all dead?”

“No way!”

The guest house was several times louder than usual this morning.

At the center of it were the mercenaries led by Ko Il-pae.

They gathered together and chatted, disbelief written all over their faces.

Ko Il-pae looked at the mercenary, who had just brought the unbelievable news, with a serious expression.

“Is it possible for the news to be wrong?”

“No.
Because I checked the body with my own eyes.
It was really the body of Baek Jin-gung.”

“Hm…”

“It’s not just Baek Jin-gung.
All the members of the Demon Chasing Team were annihilated.”

He repeated the same thing over and over again to mercenaries who did not believe his words.

Seol Hajin patted the mercenary’s shoulder and said,

“Stop it.”

“But—”

“I know you’re telling the truth.
I trust you, so you can stop talking.”

“Alright.”

Seol Hajin looked at Ko Il-pae.

“While this guy has a tendency to exaggerate, he doesn’t lie.
So I think it’s real.”‘

“So the Demon Chasing Team really was annihilated…”

Ko Il-pae leaned back on his chair and muttered.

He also knew that the mercenary in front of him was not the type to lie.
But the news was such a big deal that it was hard to believe.

The mercenary said that Baek Jin-gung and the Demon Chasing Team were annihilated. 

Although he and Baek Jin-gung were not on good terms, Baek Jin-gung’s martial arts was so great that he could not afford to disregard him.

It was the same with the Demon Chasing Team, who were under him. 

While each member’s martial arts were incomparable to Baek Jin-gung, they were still good at group warfare.
It should have been difficult for them to be slaughtered. 

“What about the killer?”

“I don’t know.
Only their bodies remain…”

“What about the scars?”

“I placed the body in the coffin before I could check.”

“Well…”

As Ko Il-pae said with a somber voice, Seol Hajin tapped him on the shoulder.

“Well, this is great, isn’t it?”

“It’s not that easy.”

“I don’t know, and I don’t care.”

“You—”

“I never liked them anyway.
I’m glad they’re all dead.”

 Some mercenaries nodded at Seol Hajin’s words. 

Ko Il-pae tried to say something back but then stopped.
He already knew that no matter what he says, she won’t listen.

That was then.

“Hello, brothers!”

A clear voice reverberated through the guest house.

Soma and Pyo-wol were going down the stairs.

The moment he saw them, Ko Il-pae frowned without realizing it.
Because there was a strong smell of blood.

In truth, there was no smell at all.

It was just a Ko Il-pae’s illusion.
However, Ko Il-pae did not think that it was simply an illusion.

‘Did they do it?’

It wasn’t just a speculation.

Ko Il-pae has been working as a mercenary for a long time.

Because he lived in such a harsh world, his sixth sense was more developed than anyone else.
There was no evidence, but his sixth sense was telling him that those two were the culprit.

‘What the hell happened?’

The fear deepened in Ko Il-pae’s eyes.

Pyo-wol glanced at them and then sat down in a chair without saying hello.
Soma also quickly sat and ordered food.

It was so noisy earlier in the guest house, but now it was quiet.

This was all because of Pyo-wol.

The strange atmosphere emanating from Pyo-wol forced everyone in the guest house to be silent.
Even the most free-spirited mercenaries were crushed by the atmosphere that Pyo-wol radiated.

Ding!

If the door of the guest house had not been opened at that time, the mercenaries might have died of suffocation.

Ko Il-pae and the mercenaries looked at the visitor who broke the suffocating silence with grateful eyes.

A beautiful young girl and her escort.

They were Mok Gahye and Shin Mugum.

“Sister!”

Soma was the first to respond.

He quickly ran to Mok Gahye.

“You’re here already?”

“Yes!”

“What about the beef jerky?”

“I, I have to make it from now on.
Can I use the guest house’s kitchen?”

Mok Gahye held a large chunk of meat in her hand.
She had stopped by a store and bought it a while ago.

Soma nodded vigorously.

“Of course.
I’ll tell the owner.”

“Thank you!”

“Whoa! It’s beef jerky.
Imma have another beef jerky again.
Whoa!”

Soma ran around and shouted like a mad dog in the guest house.
But no one in the guest house dared to stop Soma. 

Mok Gahye, who looked at Soma for a moment, shifted her gaze to Pyo-wol.

“I’m sorry.
This is the only thing I can do for you.
But I’ll make sure to make a lot.”

“Do what you want.”

Pyo-wol replied with an indifferent expression.

At that, Mok Gahye breathed a sigh of relief.

Before coming here, she thought about it countless times.
She asked herself all night whether it was right for her to come here.

Her conclusion was,

‘I have to go to Enshi with them.’

She did not know what other threats were targeting them.

If she went together with Pyo-wol, she would be able to avoid all sorts of danger.

That was the reason she came to Pyo-wol in the morning.

And she happened to have a good excuse.

“Yahooo! It’s beef jerky.
Beef jerky!”

A little demon was running around like crazy.

Soma. 

She was going to use him as her excuse.

SoundlessWind21’s Notes

Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoy the chapter~

Even if a rich man perishes, he has food for three years.
Raws: 부자는 망해도 삼 년을 간다고 했는데 Korean saying.
This means that even if people who were originally wealthy suddenly collapse one day, they can survive for a while. Bamboo Sea Clan.
Raws: Jukhaejang, 죽해장(竹海荘). 竹 zhú – bamboo; flute; 海 hǎi – sea, ocean; maritime 荘 zhuāng – village, hamlet; villa; surname Rain Mountain Manor.
Raws: Woogeomsanjang, Ugeomsanjang, 우검산장(雨剣山荘). 雨 yǔ, yù – rain, rainy 剣 jiàn – sword, dagger, saber 山 shān – mountain, hill, peak 荘 zhuāng – village, hamlet, villa