Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 112
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Chapter 112
They brought two beggars into the inn.
The Inn Owner initially wore a tearful expression, but upon seeing the silver coins Jung Myeong offered, he quickly brightened up and returned.
When the owner came back, delicacies were laid out.
“Oh my! This beggar is living in luxury!”
Geol Gae ate as if he had been waiting for this, chewing noisily.
Not even using chopsticks and tearing apart the chicken leg with his hands, just watching him made one’s appetite grow.
The others initially felt awkward dining with beggars, but knowing they were Martial Artists from the Beggar’s Sect, they cautiously moved their hands.
Among them all, only Strange Madman wore a tearful expression.
“We should settle the bill properly, shouldn’t we?”
“I will! No matter how much of a beggar I am, I’ve never lived in debt!”
“Isn’t begging also a form of debt?”
“Ahem…! Not as a beggar, but as a Martial Artist!”
“Hahaha. I understand. Of course. As if Elder Strange Madman would miscalculate.”
“Tsk… It’s no use gilding it now.”
“It’s not gilding, but charity. How cheap is charity through praise?”
“You really don’t lose with words, just as rumored.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“Fine. The bill then.”
Strange Madman raised his energy.
At the suddenly powerful energy, everyone stopped eating and looked. Strange Madman paid no mind to this and finally moved his hand.
Puhwaak-
Chopsticks were gripped in his hand.
‘This guy!?’
A sudden attack technique!
Strange Madman’s thrusting speed was fierce.
The fastest move he could execute.
While everyone was busy being surprised by this.
Jung Myeong likewise picked up chopsticks and used a counter technique.
Tuyuk-!
The sound of their collision was extraordinary.
Had they not blocked with their respective internal energy, the chopsticks would have broken long ago. Thanks to their internal energy, the chopsticks instead produced a thunderous sound.
In an instant, tension soared around them.
“Try to block this too!”
As if not satisfied with one move, Strange Madman thrust forward again.
Still fast!
A succession of thrusts and thrusts.
Was the mystery contained within this Swift Strike?
‘It’s not Swift Strike. It’s Flow!’
Surprisingly, the mystery contained within held a single majestic flow.
The Internal Energy contained within that flow!
Even more surprising was Strange Madman’s intent itself!
‘Huh… Continuous thrusting should be difficult, yet he creates successive flows?’
Unlike Strange Madman’s known alias, the control of his Martial Techniques was meticulous.
Thuk. Tuhwaaaaak! Thuk!
With each exchange of moves, Jung Myeong could confirm the depth behind them.
Sometimes performing crazy acts like Poison Pills in the name of justice – wasn’t that the Beggar Sect Way?
Because they were beggars, because they had nothing, attacking even more viciously was the characteristic of the Beggar Sect Way.
Because they possessed such rigidity that could be called madness, countless Evil Sect Martial Artists feared the Beggar Sect Way.
Right now before his eyes, Strange Madman was showing an unexpectedly extreme level of meticulous flow.
‘This is it! He’s trying to teach the Mystery of Flow.’
This was the lesson Strange Madman was giving to Jung Myeong.
‘Take as much as you can take, is that it? Interesting!’
Jung Myeong tried to capture that flow with his eyes.
Tuhwaaaaak-!
Softly. Sometimes intensely.
Slow yet fast.
Within the variations, he captured every bit of the skill that aimed toward the single point of one flow without missing anything.
‘Indeed…!’
And so there was something to be seen.
[You comprehend the Mystery of Flow.]
[Your understanding of flow increases.]
[Your understanding of Martial Arts increases.]
And what he gained was enlightenment!
“Huh…! Already?”
“…”
Strange Madman showed a surprised expression upon seeing this.
Regardless of Strange Madman’s expression, Jung Myeong swung his hand once again.
Swish swish swish-
His hand quickly cut through the air. However, the sound it contained was quieter than before.
“You’re already incorporating flow after seeing this once?”
“…”
And so they clashed.
Puhwaaaaak-!
The visible result was astonishing.
“Well I’ll be? Fierce strength within gentle flow?!”
He had succeeded in weaving multiple mysteries into a single flow.
Such techniques did not end with just one move.
Tuhwaaaaak! Tuhwak!
The enlightenment he gained was about flow, was it not.
Flow was called flow precisely because it continued endlessly.
Jung Myeong continued to maintain such flow even amidst Strange Madman’s continuous interference.
“Well I’ll be! Good! Let’s see this through to the end!”
It was the moment Jung Myeong gained new learning.
* * *
Half an hour had passed.
While everyone was watching this endlessly.
An unexpected turn occurred.
Crack crack crack-
The chopsticks Strange Madman was holding broke.
“Ahh…”
“Oh no!”
People watched with regret as the fragments scattered into pieces.
It was a scene marking the end of the teaching.
At this, Jung Myeong raised his cupped fist salute and showed deep respect.
“I am grateful for your great teaching.”
“Hmm… Would this be worth something at least?”
“I have nothing else to say but to express my gratitude.”
“Good!”
This was more than enough payment for the treatment fee.
Seeing how he openly displayed his teaching for all to see.
‘He must have also assessed those who are here.’
This Strange Madman clearly had favorable feelings toward the Martial Artists connected to him.
There were Orthodox Martial Artists here, but also many from the Evil Sects.
Even Wave Blade was someone who had only been active in the Evil Sect martial world.
Yet he still showed favor.
For a Beggar’s Sect Martial Artist who would normally kill Evil Sect members on sight, this was remarkable.
“Thank you for the teaching!”
“Thank you!”
Everyone knew this and raised their cupped fist salutes.
Their eyes were filled with gratitude.
Though there was one tactless person among them.
“Then I’m the only one who needs to pay the price.”
“Price?”
“I also received Spirit Medicine.”
“Hey! You fool! You should quietly let this settle it too!?”
“Ah, even a beggar should pay properly!”
“Good grief. Having such a fellow as a Successor Candidate makes my stomach burn with frustration. It burns!”
It was Geol Gae.
After the Elder had painstakingly finished the calculation, he added more to it.
“You rascal!”
Thwack.
Strange Madman finally struck the back of Successor Candidate’s head.
“See? You don’t know when to quit and keep asking for more, you fool.”
“Ugh. Really, you keep doing this.”
Even after hitting his head, their argument continued for another half hour.
Strange Madman’s vindictiveness was truly shining.
Jung Myeong picked up food with his chopsticks and watched them for a long while.
‘When on earth will this end?’
It didn’t look like it would end even after another half hour passed.
You’d have to be an idiot not to notice this.
[It seems like they’re telling everyone to leave?]
[It appears so.]
[Then, we’ll take our leave first.]
Starting with Baekyang led by Namgung Yeon, everyone slowly withdrew from their seats.
Just as Snow Plum Sword Yeo Eun-so was about to withdraw as well.
“Hey there. You stay.”
“Pardon?”
“Young lady. You need to listen together.”
“…Huh? Yes!”
Strange Madman made sure to hold her back.
‘What’s this about?’
Jung Myeong was puzzled.
Was there a reason to specifically hold back Snow Plum Sword?
There wasn’t. But he held her back. So there must be a reason.
‘This Strange Madman fellow isn’t someone who acts simply without reason.’
Though the way Strange Madman first appeared before him was peculiar.
That wasn’t proof that this man was simple.
Strange Madman was someone whose calculations were faster than he appeared.
In fact, revealing himself in an unexpected way must have been calculated too.
‘Shaking someone’s psychology with unexpected actions. And thereby obtaining information. That’s probably why his alias is Strange Madman.’
Even though his alias contains the character for madness , he’s not truly insane.
If he were, he wouldn’t have been able to roam this Jianghu until now.
He’s called Strange Madman, but in reality, he’s a more meticulous old monster than anyone.
And this Strange Madman is looking for Seol Mae-geom and Jung Myeong.
By creating this kind of situation?
‘Is there anything that could connect Young Lady and me? Could it be…!’
Jung Myeong’s eyes filled with surprise.
As if waiting for him, laughter could be heard.
“Hehe. Now you’ve noticed something’s going on?”
It was Strange Madman.
Geol Gae’s response came faster than Jung Myeong’s.
“As expected, he’s quicker on the uptake than we thought, isn’t he?”
“Indeed. Better than expected.”
The two stopped badmouthing each other as they had been doing just moments before, and looked at Jung Myeong like friendly grandparent and grandchild, evaluating him.
Though their evaluation should have been unpleasant, it wasn’t, perhaps because it was filled with playfulness.
“Well then, he looks good for traveling together. He’s quick-witted and quick with calculations.”
“Hmph. Why are you the one deciding that?”
Traveling together.
They had clearly discussed this matter beforehand.
‘Was there a reason for them to travel with me?’
This was completely news to Jung Myeong.
They must know this too, yet they were busy talking to each other.
“Wasn’t it you who opposed traveling together? Now that I’m agreeing, we naturally have no choice but to travel together.”
“By force!”
“But you can’t say no, can you?”
“Hmm. Your way with words has improved.”
“Thanks to whom, I wonder. I suppose it’s because I got beaten.”
He still didn’t know what their destination was.
However, they had intended to request his companionship.
The one who opposed it wasn’t Strange Madman, but Geol Gae.
It doesn’t seem like now is the time, so the two of them will definitely make their request.
‘They’re really doing everything without any explanation – beating drums and playing gongs all at once.’
Just from listening to their conversation, he could naturally infer the situation.
Since neither of them were fools, this was their way of explaining things for him to listen carefully.
They weren’t forcing him to participate either.
‘They’re giving me the choice?’
The reason they had drawn this out so long.
Before getting into the main story, they had given Jung Myeong a signal in advance to make his choice about accompanying them.
‘The way they talk in circles, they would have done well as government officials rather than beggars.’
From what he could see, both of them were foxes.
One was an old fox with rabies disguised as madness.
The other was a young fox who seemed harmless with his constant grinning.
‘I should refuse this, whatever the circumstances.’
It seemed like accompanying these two would lead to interesting events.
But at this point, he couldn’t just move based on curiosity.
Seeing that they wanted Seol Mae-geom to come along too, he could tell it was related to her, but Jung Myeong had no intention of being dragged around here and there.
“Hmm… You probably understand roughly from listening on the side?”
“I’m not foolish enough to miss what you’re discussing right in front of me, am I?”
“Exactly! So I have one request to make.”
“What is it?”
He would refuse, but he asked first.
Since it would be information, his thought was to listen first and see.
But what he heard next was no ordinary matter.
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