Episode 95. I looked down on the dumplings.
Two people were facing each other in a pavilion located in a deserted place.
The person in black sitting on the right placed a golden symbol on the table, and then added the golden characters one by one exactly to build a tower on top of it. The man in black who built a tower with ten gold letters said.
“The Lord of the Paegumhoe was very angry this time.”
The man with an ordinary look who was facing me responded.
“Let me listen first.”
“The name is Lee Ja-ha. I heard he was the head of a place called Haomun. Have you heard of it?”
“This is my first time hearing this.”
“They say the residence is constant. It looks like they occupied the black cat room and sat there. I heard you have a lot of subordinates. Do you know Daenachal?”
“I know.”
“They say he was killed by Lee Ja-ha. Those people like Heukdo and Mr. Su are also dead. Anyway, please note that the young guy’s skills are enough to kill a Daenakchal.”
“What should I bring you after killing him?”
“I would like you to bring me the neck. No, it would be nice to just confirm that he was killed.”
The man in black looked at the man across from him.
“Is that guy named Lee Ja-ha on your list?”
“doesn’t exist.”
“Then should we send someone to find out their skills and pay for all that preliminary work?”
“All costs are included.”
The man in black nodded and pointed to the ten golden letters placed on the table.
“… … “How much more should I give you?”
“I will take one hundred gold coins.”
“Isn’t it too expensive? “He’s not even known to the world.”
“It’s not expensive. “If we fail, the 100 gold pieces will go back to the Swordsman Association.”
The man in black responded with surprised eyes.
“bag and baggage?”
“Anyway, we failed. Instead, you can request it from us again. A more skilled assassin will be dispatched, taking into account the skill of the deceased comrade. “You are free to decide whether to continue entrusting it to us or to entrust it to someone else.”
“What is the cost of requesting a request again?”
“It will be double.”
The man in black opened his mouth.
“Wow, that’s too expensive. “Two hundred pieces of gold?”
“It’s not expensive. “If the re-appointment fails, I will return the two hundred gold coins to the swordsmen’s association in their entirety.”
“Ah, something like that. But wouldn’t two hundred gold coins be enough to kill Sado Haeng?”
“It’s not like that. Sadohaeng has many subordinates who stand guard day and night. Since I am a man who is always wary of spraying water, the cost becomes much higher. “Of course, right now, I’m going to be watching out for the assassination of the Supreme Prosecutors’ Association day and night.”
The man in black nodded.
“Okay. Let’s do it that way. “Hundred gold coins, Lee Ja-ha.”
“It is prepaid.”
When the man in black snapped his fingers, a subordinate waiting outside the pavilion brought a box and placed it on the table.
While the man who appeared as a negotiator for the assassination organization was checking the gold in the box, the man in black spoke to his subordinate.
“Give me that look. “Please pass on what you have prepared.”
“yes.”
The person in black who took over the dissection of the appearance placed it on the table. It was a picture that roughly expressed Lee Ja-ha’s appearance, clothing, and atmosphere.
The man in black pointed with his finger.
“This guy. This guy really pissed off our busy owner. “Don’t you think it looks cheap just by looking at it?”
“I’ll use it as a reference, so please take the disfigurement with you.”
“What kind of atmosphere does this guy have?”
“You’ll have to see it in person to know.”
The man in black grabbed his features and glared at him, then twirled his fingers around his temples.
“I’m doing some physiognomy, and this guy is out of his mind. The guy who drew facial features put too much emphasis on his eyes. “Isn’t this the look of a crazy person?”
“… … Then, we will get started and let you know the results.”
The man in black nodded.
“Good luck. Oh, by the way, I don’t know anything about this because I was introduced to it by the owner of our business. The name of the spraying organization or something… … If they give me money like this, I must know something. I also have to report to the Lord of the Association. “Is that even a secret?”
“We call it the Ilwidogang (一葦渡江).”
“Ilwidogang, it’s a cool name for a shooting organization. Please take care of me. We and Namcheonryun have a very tense atmosphere these days. In times like this, having a lot of money is really… … .”
While the man in black was speaking, the man from Ilwido River stood up.
“Then I will contact you.”
The man nodded lightly and came out of the pavilion carrying a box containing the gold coin.
The man in black muttered.
“Please take a look.”
As the spray went away, the man in black looked back at his subordinates and said.
“how is it? “Do they seem like good guys?”
“yes.”
“why?”
“I don’t want to give my money back, so wouldn’t that be a good thing?”
“Oh, I guess so.”
The man in black smiled and nodded.
“You’ll do well. No. “You could try to fail on purpose and get double the money.”
“It will take more money to raise one person.”
The man in black said as he joined his subordinates.
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“That’s right. let’s go. “First of all, Lee Ja-ha is dead, so don’t worry about him.”
“yes.”
* * *
Two days later, a man pulling a cart passed in front of the Black Cat Room. The next morning, a young man selling rice cakes passed by Heukmyobang. In the afternoon, the porter looked around as if he was looking for a way and then disappeared.
It rained at night.
The next clear day, a man in plain clothes looked at the wide open front door of the Black Cat Room and then passed by. The men’s shouts and cries during training were so loud that passers-by often looked at the black cat room as they passed by.
In the evening, the main door of the Black Cat Room was closed.
In the afternoon of the third day.
Ilwidogang’s Salsu, who was watching all of this from a room in a building quite far away, put down the beef jerky he was eating and then looked at the front door.
“… … .”
A man presumed to be Haomunju Lee Jaha was stretching in front of the main gate. Someone said, sticking their head out the front door.
“Where are you going?”
“walk.”
“Shall we go together?”
“Nope?”
Salsu listened to the conversation and looked at Lee Ja-ha’s characteristics by writing them down in a small booklet.
-Good at rejection.
-Knife at the waist.
-youth.
-A face that looks sleep deprived.
-Eyes are bloodshot.
-handsome.
-Expected to have a bad personality.
After checking the direction in which Lee Jaha disappeared, Salsu put the booklet on the table, then left the room and went down the stairs.
After a while, Salsu, who was slowly walking in the direction Lee Ja-ha had gone, passed the market road and waved away the hazy smoke coming from a dumpling shop with his hand.
At this time… … .
Suddenly, Lee Ja-ha with a large dumpling in his mouth suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, but Sal-su calmly walked his way.
Lee Jaha’s voice was heard from behind.
“Wow, wow, it’s so delicious.”
The young owner of the dumpling restaurant who followed us asked.
“Ark, would you like me to pack more for you?”
Lee Ja-ha swallowed the dumpling and answered informally.
“why? “I will eat alone.”
“Oh, yes.”
While Salsu was walking along the road while keeping his eyes on the front, he heard Lee Ja-ha’s absurd humming from behind.
“I eat alone, eat dumplings alone, sing alone.”
“Please take a look.”
“huh.”
Salsu passed about four or five houses such as Juru, Daru, and Banjeom on the street, then went into a fairly quiet guesthouse and sat down outside.
Suddenly this thought occurred to me.
‘… … ‘Is he crazy?’
Jeomsoi came up and asked.
“Can I get you something?”
Salsu answered right away.
“Do you have beef jerky?”
“yes.”
“What about broad daylight?”
“There is Dujiangju and Wulingju.”
“Give me the Mureungju.”
“Please wait.”
In the past, assassins waited in the pit and dug into the ground to hide, but the assassins of Ilwido River are not like that.
What is most important is the naturalness that blends into everyday life.
When the time comes, he eats, drinks, goes to the gym, and loosely monitors the assassination target before attempting to assassinate him at the most opportune moment.
Jeomsoi, who brought beef jerky and mureungju, spoke to a man passing by.
“Ark, where are you going?”
“walk.”
“A walk?”
“Inspection, spying, wandering, roaming, reconnaissance, wandering, sightseeing, exploration.”
“Wow, you do so many things at once. After all, you are the Ark.”
“That is me.”
Salsu knew that the voice of the person answering was Lee Jaha, but he did not look up.
“… … .”
Jeomsoi was bothering Lee Jaha.
“Ark, don’t you drink alcohol these days? “Please have a glass of Dugang wine and then go.”
“I quit drinking.”
“Don’t lie.”
Salsu was surprised by Jeomsoy’s tone and looked at him for a moment.
‘Did it turn?’
While Salsu was pouring a glass of Mureungju with a calm expression, I heard a conversation between Lee Jaha and Jeomsoi.
“Hey, was it a few days ago? “I had a big drinking spree with my subordinates, and I almost got killed.”
“why?”
“Everyone was so drunk that they went out, passed out, vomited, and there was chaos.”
“Ark, too?”
“Except me. “I stood guard all night.”
“Wow, is it okay for Gangho’s duties to fall like this? “Does it make sense for the Ark to stand guard directly?”
“I know yeah.”
“Anyway, you declared war? I also visited and read it. “What’s the use of alcohol in these dire times?”
“That’s why you don’t eat.”
“ah… … Have a nice walk. “Ark.”
“thanks for your effort.”
“yes.”
“If you see anything strange, report it.”
“If I do what I did, can I go into the Black Cat Room?”
“Do the damn thing.”
“yes.”
Salsu drank a glass of Mureungju because he couldn’t hear the conversation for a while, then turned his head and looked at Lee Jaha’s back. Then Jeomsoy approached with strange eyes and asked Salsu.
“Ark, is this your first time seeing this?”
“Oh, is that person Black Cat Ark? “I heard he goes around wearing a mask.”
“That’s the old ark. “He’s dead.”
“Right.”
Salsu said to Jeomsoy.
“Stop looking at me like that and go and get some work done.”
“yes. Ah, sir. “I have one question.”
“Something?”
“If the Paegumhoe and Namcheonryeon fight, who do you think will win? I’ve heard a lot these days. “I’m so curious.”
“What do people say?”
“Well, the forces are similar, but there is an opinion that the Gangnam Association, which has a lot of money, is advantageous in a long-term war. Isn’t the Namcheonryunju Sado River the strongest in terms of military power? Namcheonryun will win. “There are also opinions like this.”
Jeomsoy naturally pulled out a chair and sat down across from Salsu.
Salsu laughed.
“Everyone is very interested in other people’s fights.”
“Isn’t it obvious to talk while drinking? “Please give me a drink too.”
“hmm.”
Salsu, who could not resist Jeomsoi’s demands that were so appropriate, poured him a glass of Mureungju. Jeomsoi, holding the glass with both hands, slightly lowered his head.
“thank you.”
“What do you think? “Who do you think will win?”
“wait a minute. “Drink some of this and I’ll tell you.”
Jeomsoy took a refreshing sip of Dureungju, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and spoke.
“first… “It looks like the matchmaking team is doomed whether they win or lose.”
“why?”
“The rumor has spread that the Lord of the Ark, who passed by earlier, will not leave the Swordsman Association alone.”
“so why?”
“They say the quality of the prosecution committee is worse. I have so much money that I can buy and hire people. “You bastards.”
“… … .”
“They are carrying out assassinations here and there. On the other hand, I think Namcheonryunju Sado Haeng just sets the mood and engages in one-on-one competitions like Kang Ho-in did in the old days. So, first of all, our Lord Bang said that he would severely punish the Supreme Swordsman from the start. Do you know what? All the black people who occupied a place here were killed by Lord Ark. “You’ve heard of it, right?”
“I don’t know.”
“Hey, do I need to tell you this again? “It’s a whole story.”
“But the Black Cat Room is a small room. “The Swordsman’s Association is a union of several dark power groups, so I wonder if they could be an opponent.”
“Oh, is the Swordsman Association that big? “I don’t know.”
Salsu, who was about to say something, suddenly closed his mouth and looked ahead. Lee Ja-ha, who had said she was going for a walk, was coming back with her back behind her back. Jeomsoi turned his head to follow Salsu’s gaze and opened his mouth.
“Ark, is the walk already over?”
“hey.”
“yes.”
“Give me some tofu wine. The dumpling got stuck in my throat. I looked down on the dumplings. “You shouldn’t look down on dumplings.”
“All right.”
While Jeomsoi went inside, Salsu had no choice but to look at Lee Jaha, who was standing blankly.
While I was wondering how to deal with a situation like this, Jeomsoy came out with a bottle of Dugangju at a very fast pace.
“Ark, are you eating here? Oh, I was talking about the Swordsmanship Association and Namcheonryeon with someone here. Would you like to join us?”
“okay?”
“Oh, that’s right. Well, it would be good if everyone got to know each other.”
Jeomsoy said as he placed the Dugangju down on Salsu’s table without permission.
“Come on, sit down. “Are you okay with your guests?”
Salsu sighed slightly without saying anything. Next, Lee Jaha’s voice was heard.
“Jang San-ah.”
It seems to be Jeomsoy’s name.
“yes.”
“You go in.”
“yes? Ah, I understand.”
After seeing Lee Ja-ha’s expression, Jeom So-i hesitated and entered the guesthouse.
When Salsu slightly raised his gaze from looking at the table, Lee Jaha sat across from him.
“… … .”
Salsu, who was pondering, uttered the appropriate words.
“Let’s sit together. “I heard from Jeomsoy that it was the Ark of the Black Cat.”
Salsu looked at Lee Ja-ha smiling secretly and said.
“why… “Do you smile like that?”
“Where are you from?”
“Oh, I’m from Seokpyeong, so I’m meeting someone I know…” … .”
“No, no, no.”
“… … .”
“Who sent you?” “I can’t understand you.”
Salsu looked at Lee Jaha with his mouth closed. The assassination target, who drank Du Gangju alone, stuck the dagger he had taken out of his pocket onto the table.
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