Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

“I don’t know.”

“The Beggar Sect deals with information, and an Il Gyeol-gae who’s not even a newly entered Baek Ui-gae doesn’t know me? How exactly should I interpret this?”

“Well. Is there really a need to interpret it… Our branch manager isn’t here right now, so you’ll have to come back later.”

A gentle smile formed at the corner of my mouth.

I was about to speak, but closed my mouth upon hearing Il Gyeol-gae’s voice by my ear.

“As you well know, this is a branch of the Beggar Sect. Well, if you want, I can pass word upstairs, so just go back today.”

I took a step forward and spoke in a quiet voice.

“I’ll say this one last time, so listen well. Branch Manager Seol Woon-hwi of Seol-ap has come with something to say to Chwi Ui-gae, the branch manager of the Beggar Sect Seolap Branch, so go immediately and deliver the message.”

Il Gyeol-gae frowned.

“Ah, really. I told you he’s not here, so why are you being like this? Just go back.”

What kind of place is the Beggar Sect?

Information and all that aside, they are parasites.

The Beggar Sect’s territory? Even if such a thing exists in this world, at least here in Seol-ap there’s no such thing as the Beggar Sect’s territory.

Not knowing their place.

Not knowing who their superiors are.

For someone intoxicated by some ridiculous semblance of authority and unable to distinguish right from wrong, any further conversation would be a luxury, and opportunity would also be a luxury.

I immediately stretched out my foot and kicked Il Gyeol-gae’s left thigh.

Crack-!

With that sound, Il Gyeol-gae screamed and staggered backward. I immediately stretched out my left arm, grabbed his hair, and pulled him forward.

“I’ll ask again. Is the branch manager inside?”

“…Yes… he’s there…!”

“Then why did you say he wasn’t?”

“That’s…”

“And there was no respect in your tone either. Do I look like your subordinate? ‘If you want, I can pass word upstairs’?”

Strength entered my hand.

“A beggar bastard parasiting in this Seol-ap can’t distinguish right from wrong…”

“Beggar Sect… I’m a disciple of the Beggar Sect!”

Though his words were cut off, I didn’t feel bad about it. Really.

“So?”

“…Touching me is the same as touching the Beggar Sect!”

“So, what’s your point?”

“Seol-ap is already noisy enough, do you want to make even our Beggar Sect your enemy! Stop this and let me go!”

He was desperate.

There’s no one who doesn’t know the Nine Sects and One Gang.

The last organization continuing the lineage of those Nine Sects and One Gang.

A sect that lost all its history due to the Thousand Year Chaos, lost its martial arts as well, but somehow survived and succeeded in rebuilding.

To touch such an organization would be impossible unless one was insane.

That’s right.

Impossible unless one was insane.

“The Beggar Sect… I understand well.”

Perhaps thinking I was intimidated by the Beggar Sect’s name, Il Gyeol-gae’s expression brightened, but my following words colored it with despair.

“I was going to lightly break just one arm, but you’re making it impossible to do just that.”

“…Wh… what?”

Turning something deserving of one beating into a life-or-death matter could be called a talent if it was a talent.

He threatened me using the Beggar Sect’s name. I can’t just let this slide.

I stretched out my left arm and placed my hand on his shoulder. Then I applied pressure.

Crack-!

“Ugh… Aaaah!”

I had no intention of stopping here. I threw him to the ground, then trampled on his left arm and both legs.

Crack-! Crunch-!

The sound of breaking bones continued, and Il Gyeol-gae, who had been screaming at first, lost consciousness.

From his perspective, that would be better.

I grabbed his hair and moved forward.

I could see a door across the way. I kicked it open with my foot, then roughly threw the Il Gyeol-gae I was holding inside.

Then chaos erupted from inside.

“Who… who is it!!”

“What bastard is this!!”

“This is the Beggar Sect…!!”

I silently looked around inside. The sounds they were each making gradually subsided.

Among them, my eyes met with a man who had been writing something in the furthest corner. Three knots were tied around his waist.

That man is Chwi Ui-gae, the branch manager of the Beggar Sect Seolap Branch.

He spoke.

“…What brings the branch manager of Seol-ap here? And…”

He trailed off for a moment, glanced at Il Gyeol-gae rolling on the ground, then continued with sunken eyes.

“You’ve really fucked up our boy.”

There’s a bit of a misunderstanding here – I at least didn’t kill him.

Though I broke his limbs, I didn’t end his life as a martial artist. Since I hadn’t broken human bones just once or twice, I know all too well where to break what and how to cause what effects.

Of course, I didn’t particularly want to explain this to the beggars here.

I silently pulled out the chair in front of Chwi Ui-gae and sat down.

“Chwi Ui-gae.”

“…No matter how much you’re the branch manager of this place, I’m a Sam Gyeol-gae of the Beggar Sect. Show some courtesy…”

“If you run your mouth in front of me one more time, I’ll kill you.”

Chwi Ui-gae, whose words were cut off, frowned, but I didn’t care.

“Not just you, but every beggar bastard here, and of course every beggar in the vicinity of Seol-ap – I’ll kill them all.”

“…Hah…”

“That Il Gyeol-gae was just stupid, so I let it slide with breaking his limbs, but my patience ends here. Do you understand?”

Chwi Ui-gae, who had been glaring at me with cold eyes, smiled awkwardly.

“I understand. It seems our Seol-ap branch manager is quite angry. I was rude, so I apologize.”

He even made a formal bow, but I ignored it.

Because I knew his eyes were still cold, and his smile was merely a formal one.

I asked him in a quiet voice.

“I found a ledger at Ya Woon-sang’s residence.”

At those words, Chwi Ui-gae’s face crumpled.

Indeed, being just a Sam Gyeol-gae, his expression management was quite awkward. If he were at least a Sa Gyeol-gae, he would still be wearing a mask.

Anyway.

“There was an interesting name in that ledger.”

“…Is… that so?”

“Chwi Ui-gae, for about 6 years you made some kind of deal with Ya Woon-sang and received fifty gold taels and a thousand silver taels.”

“…”

“I came to recover that.”

“…There seems to be… a misunderstanding.”

“Misunderstanding?”

“…Yes. The kind of misunderstanding like when you came in here and smashed our precious Il Gyeol-gae’s limbs.”

Laughter burst out.

“You’ve got it wrong.”

“…What?”

“The Il Gyeol-gae in front clearly knew who manages this area, yet pretended not to know me.”

“….”

“Even though you were inside, you lied and said you weren’t there, and you even dared to threaten me by invoking the Beggar Sect’s name in front of me.”

Perhaps he hadn’t known about that part, as Chwi Ui-gae’s expression hardened.

“Normally I would have killed you, but I let it slide with just breaking your limbs. That was a small kindness from me. You should actually be grateful for my kindness, shouldn’t you?”

“….”

“And since you’re supposedly an information organization, you should know well that if kindness continues, there are those who mistake it for a right. So don’t expect any more kindness from me.”

Chwi Ui-gae looked at me with hardened eyes.

Meeting that gaze, something suddenly came to mind.

“I almost forgot to mention this. If you deny being written in that ledger, I plan to kill you.”

“…Hah….”

“Of course, if you refuse to pay back the money, I’ll kill you too.”

“…You’re being extremely reckless. I really can’t understand why you’re acting this way even knowing I’m from the Beggar Sect.”

I crossed my legs as I was.

“Understanding… This is really strange.”

“What do you mean?”

“Aren’t the subjects having this conversation right now ‘me’ and ‘you’?”

“….”

“Then why do you keep bringing up nonsense like the Beggar Sect and whatnot?”

“…Even you, Branch Office Master, ultimately have the backing of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, don’t you?”

“Backing? That’s quite an interesting thing to say. Knowing that, have you been completely ignoring me all this time?”

“….”

“While the Branch Office Master was perfectly alive, you conspired with that servant bastard who made the Branch Office Master into a puppet and acted like the master, taking quite a substantial amount of back money, and now you’re making ridiculous excuses.”

The smile disappeared from my lips.

“Chwi Ui-gae.”

“…Yes.”

“I won’t say it twice. Bring the money written in the ledger, every last bit of it.”

“What if I refuse?”

I shook my head.

“You’re making me say the same thing again. I clearly told you what would happen if you don’t pay back. Do you perhaps not have the money to repay?”

“I don’t.”

“You don’t… I understand. Then I’ll collect it myself.”

“…What?”

No more words were needed.

I kicked the table away with my foot.

Crash.

With that sound, the table struck Chwi Ui-gae’s solar plexus hard.

“Kugh.”

I extended my right fist toward him. In that instant, Chwi Ui-gae’s eyes flashed.

Chwi Ui-gae’s current level was Yang Gwang I Hyeon, the first stage of the Flame Qi Four Stages.

Like a martial artist of Yang Gwang I Hyeon, he sprang up from his seat and reached out to grab my right fist.

“This… bastard son has really lost his mind today.”

That’s right. My right fist was caught.

No, I let it be caught.

I extended my left arm to grab Chwi Ui-gae’s wrist and rotated my body.

Chwi Ui-gae’s body floated up and crashed into the floor.

Crash.

Chwi Ui-gae let out a small groan from the pain in his back and made a horrified expression. He had no choice. My knee was striking down toward his face.

Chwi Ui-gae hastily rolled his body to the side, avoiding my attack.

Rolling to survive.

I don’t criticize or condemn the actions people take to survive.

What’s excellent or pathetic about techniques used to survive?

I’m the same way.

To kill an opponent, I’ll do anything.

The reason I was confident I could finish everything today despite being merely at the Circulation Stage was because I had confidence.

I drew the hidden dagger from my waist and charged forward. Chwi Ui-gae had put some distance between us, and there was one beggar in that space. I mercilessly plunged the hidden dagger into his neck.

Thunk-!

“Kugh…!”

Then I twisted the hidden dagger, and with a cracking sound, the unknown beggar’s breath was cut off.

“You… bastard!!”

Cursing, Chwi Ui-gae charged toward me.

I pulled out the hidden dagger and threw the beggar’s corpse toward Chwi Ui-gae.

Then Chwi Ui-gae was horrified again. His body moved to the side, and when he turned his head.

My hidden dagger was extending toward his neck.

“No… don’t….”

Thunk-!

I forcefully pushed the hidden dagger that had pierced Chwi Ui-gae’s neck deeper.

Not an inch of error.

Right in front of the neck bone.

“You know what? I really hate beggar bastards like you in this world.”

“Gurgle….”

“I’ve met so many beggar bastards in my life. Most of them were like you. Parasites who don’t recognize their benefactors and try to climb over them.”

Strength entered my grip.

“Engrave this in your soul. From your next life onward, if you can’t bite, don’t bark either.”

I mercilessly twisted the hidden dagger to the side.

Crack-!

Chwi Ui-gae’s neck was severed. Looking at his corpse that collapsed with a thud, I thought it was still a bit lacking.

Anyway, the hidden dagger I just used was a cheap hidden blade. Since I was going to throw it away, I thought this worked out well.

I gripped it properly again and plunged it into Chwi Ui-gae’s skull.

Thunk-!

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