Surviving as a Rival in a Martial Arts Novel

Chapter 52 – Socheonma, Somahu (02)

Somafu deployed his magic behind him to prevent this trace from escaping.

If it became known that there was a commotion going on here, the warriors of the Murim Alliance would come from all around her, so she had no choice but to block the flow of her energy.

Jaw.

I snatched both hands and pushed them apart, but I felt quite heavy resistance, probably because the two climax masters were desperately holding on to each other.

Even though it ended up being a bit heavy for me.

“Ugh, Master! Demons are hiding here…”

“Stop it. I hid it.”

“Woah, Master, have you possibly betrayed yourself to the Demonic Cult?!”

“Cheongsang. Do you not trust me that much?”

In response to my question, Cheongsang shook her head, rubbing the handprints on her neck.

“Pfft!”

Socheonma, who also had a handprint on her neck due to the idea of Cheongsang and Yangpae, was grinning and very angry, but when I glared at her with her eyes, she lowered her head and frowned.

‘If you look at it this way, the Demonic Cult is easier to deal with.’

“Reap the surprise. I will unfold it.”

After disarming Somafu’s enchantment, I used the enchantment to block sounds and presence, and even hung a sign for guests outside the door just in case. Then, four people stood in each corner of this narrow room and started talking.

“This is roughly the situation. Do you understand?”

“Umm…”

Although it was explained, it seemed to be difficult for Qingsang, a disciple of Kunlun who fought the most with the Kunlun faction and the Demonic Cult, to accept the successors of the Demonic Cult instinctively.

And the reason for their expedition is to destroy Kunlun and take a detour to attack the Black Moon Party’s stronghold, but even the Black Moon Stronghold is said to be investigated after advancing to the central plains, so it is only natural that they feel bad since they are at the level of attacking Kunlun anyway. I did.

“I understand what the practitioner is saying. But as a member of the Murim Alliance and a disciple of Gupailbang, I would hide these demons in the central plains. Isn’t that the same as hiding the Black Moon Party bastards!”

“What?!”

This time, Somafu raised his hand in anger, but when I glared at him, he calmly lowered his hand and was crushed in a corner.

“It’s just a temporary hiding thing. And even if you send it to the Murim Alliance instead of me, they won’t kill you as a demon, but rather use you as a hostage of the Demon Cult.”

Even Cheongsang could not deny that.

“Maybe that’s not that bad…”

He did not expect Kunlun’s disciple, Cheongsang, to understand that he was a sectarian and a demonic cultist.

So, I tried to disguise myself and get out of here before Cheongsang found out.

“But the practitioner is the benefactor and saengbong who saved my life… No, he saved me from the guilt of not being able to save Sojeo Gyu and saved my life twice. Moreover, I understand the practitioner’s story in my heart. “Because you can understand it in your head without having to go there…”

Cheongsang sighed deeply and entrusted his sword to me.

It meant that they would not draw their swords and stop us here.

“I won’t help you, but I won’t interfere either.”

“Then that’s good. Let’s hit this guy’s head and run away right away.”

Somafu. Be careful.

“And if you’re going to go, it would be better to go there. The villains of the Black Moon Party were neatly sorted out not long ago, so if you’re trying to hide information about them as much as possible…”

You have the same thoughts as me. Jeonryong was also a guy who surprisingly had a good head. Of course…

“I’ll consider it.”

I pretended not to know because there was a risk of me changing my mind later or telling them where I was going because I couldn’t resist the pressure of the adults of the Kunlun faction.

Crash.

When I returned the sword, Cheongsang looked back at Socheonma and Somahu for the last time and then turned away without any hesitation.

“It would be better to leave quickly. Kunlun’s disciples will soon arrive. With the skill of the practitioner, even if Jang Wen-in comes, it will be difficult to easily suppress him…”

She left the dormitory without making eye contact, as if she had not seen anything here.

“Paint the head first.”

Somafu’s face distorted when he discovered the ink in the bamboo tube.

“Isn’t this the ink used for calligraphy, not the ink used for dyeing?”

“That was the only thing I could get in a hurry. If I didn’t want to, I could at least apply mud.”

As if ink was better than mud, Somahu frowned at her, but turned the bamboo tube over on her head and started spraying ink.

That won’t completely hide that bright blonde hair, but if you combine it with a hood, you can hide it to some extent.

“What clothes should I change into?”

After being beaten by Ma In-dae and Ma Hu-dae, the two people’s clothes had become matted. If they were just plain worn clothes, they wouldn’t have been suspicious, but anyone could see that they were clothes that had been damaged by weapons, so they couldn’t help but be suspicious.

So, as appropriate, I gave him two sets of stolen clothes that were stored in the next room.

‘Then, if you move out of the way for a moment…’

Help.

“……”

“Why? Is there some problem?”

I sigh as I see Somafu taking off his clothes in front of me and asking what’s wrong. I don’t know if he’s oblivious or intentional, but I don’t think there’s any need to show consideration by turning his head, so I face him proudly. Gave.

As long as you don’t look down, there’s no problem. Anyway, the downward view is blocked by Seol-ah’s fur.

“Um… Isn’t there a separate place to change…?”

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‘And why can’t that guy change his clothes?’

For no reason, Socheonma was embarrassed that she couldn’t change in front of others, so she left the room with Somafu, who was half-dressed.

“The clothes are a bit big. It would be funny to complain about clothes in a situation like this.”

The clothes are tied around the waist to emphasize the narrowness of one’s waist. This is not to intentionally show off the body. Otherwise, it would be too baggy, so the clothes are made to fit as close to the body as possible.

The hair covered in black ink was somehow… Blonde hair was visible here and there, but you wouldn’t notice it unless you looked carefully, and they took care to put a bandana over it by handing a cloth over it.

Finally, I handed him a mask that could hide his provocative red eyes, and Somafu grabbed it and turned it around to check.

“It’s ugly.”

Poof.

Then he threw it over her own body.

“Use it. If you have that face, you will definitely be caught.”

“Aren’t you being unusual?”

The members of the Demonic Cult seemed to be unaware of how distinctive their appearance was, perhaps because they lived on the outskirts of the central plains, in an area where there were many mixed bloods with people from the West.

“And she doesn’t like wearing anything over her face. Originally, she had to cover her face in the demonic cult as well, but she was so stubborn even to her father that she didn’t wear it, and this is the only reason she lost her. Are you telling me to wear a mask?”

‘It’s nice that she has confidence in her face, but if she’s going to do that, there’s no point in her disguise…’

“And did the news that Somafu of the Demonic Cult have blond hair and red eyes spread throughout the Murim Alliance or the Central Plains?”

“……”

It wasn’t like that.

The reason I recognized Socheonma and Somahu by looking at the characteristics of these twins was because I had read the original novel and remembered the description of their appearance.

‘If it’s an ordinary middle-class person… No, even if it’s Zhuge Dynasty, I don’t know.’

In the first place, in the novel, the Murimmaeng was upset by the fact that Cheonmahu was a saekmokin from the West, so the fact that his children were of mixed race…

“I will follow your wishes even to the head. You can recognize it from far away. But I will not cover the face.”

With those words, Socheonma came out of her room with her mask on. She glanced at her sister and placed her hand on her mask.

“You write.”

“Why are you treated differently from my sister?”

“This person says she wants to be caught, so shouldn’t at least one side hide her face and save her life?”

After hearing those words and looking at her calmly putting on her mask, Socheonma was a bit obedient and Soma Hu was the type with strong self-confidence.

* *

Unexpectedly, Somahu and Socheonma were following me well.

I was deliberately moving on a rough road so as not to encounter the Kunlun people. If it were Cheongsang, it would have already been in such a difficult situation that it would have been hard to die, and if it was Sikbong, it would not have been able to move unless I carried it on its back, but they were only grumbling that they were a little tired and were following along quite well.

“Compared to 100,000 mountains, this is a flat level.”

Looking at Soma Fu nodding her head as if she agreed with So Cheonma’s words, it seems that demons also live in quite rough terrain.

“Wouldn’t it take a long time to take turns eating breakfast? Why not just do it all at once?”

“Are you telling me to trust you and leave both of us defenseless in a dark place like this?”

Socheonma was no longer wary of me, but Somahu still had some thorns.

‘If you’re going to do it, do it yourself first…’

First of all, the internal injuries of the two people were slightly uncomfortable for Soma Hu, but the internal injuries for Soma Hu were deeper than expected, but she did not show it.

‘The blood vessels themselves are unstable, so there’s no way I can hide that.’

If you were just observing the blood vessels of one Somahu, you might think it was because she was a demon, but Somahu’s energy was rough but flowing normally, but since Somahu was blocked in the middle and the flow was cut off and then flowing again, I knew that her internal injuries were more serious than I thought. There is.

“It’s done.”

As Socheonma raised her body and raised her short spear, only then did Soma Hu sit down in the same place where Socheonma sat and begin to eat her fortune.

It is surprising that red light seeps out between her closed eyes, as if her eyes are glowing even though she is closed, perhaps due to the magic effect.

“Whew.”

Socheonma leaned over her body with the spear next to me, took off her mask, and wiped the sweat from her face.

“Now that I think about it, I still don’t know your identity.”

“Yeon Cheong-ha. He is the best disciple of Cheongsim Glass Gate.”

“Why are you helping us? Aren’t you a member of the political faction?”

“That’s how belonging should be viewed. It doesn’t mean there is a sense of belonging.”

“Then, did you have any intention of joining the Demonic Cult?”

“That’s not it. Well… I guess I should think of it as the Lord of May. If we’re going to deal with the Black Moon Party, we’ll have to borrow at least the power of the Demonic Cult.”

Originally, Ban Gyu-seong was supposed to do this, but that damn iron-headed bastard… He was captured by the Murim lord and became a puppet, so what can he do?

‘The frustrated guy should run himself’

Somafu, who is currently eating fortune-telling, was originally Ban Gyu-seong’s third wife, and I am saving her.

Somafu, who finished the fortune-telling breakfast in a short time, also comes next to me.

Perhaps thanks to the lucky breakfast, he looked much more relaxed than before.

“If you go down here, it’s Sacheon. Is there a place I should stop by?”

It would be my first trip to Jungwon, but Somafu knew exactly where I was going.

“Yes. I plan to take a boat from Sichuan along the Yangtze River to Hubei. There is a destination there.”

During the trip, she would receive a lot of attention due to her unusual appearance, but if she stayed only in the cabin on the ship, she could minimize her exposure as much as possible.

The speed may be slower than that of a peak expert running to death, but it would be better to choose a comfortable travel route to prevent Somafu’s internally injured condition from worsening.

……I thought so at the time.