As the light seeped in, new flesh began to grow on the man’s shoulder, which had been split to the bone.
“Huh, huh? My shoulder…”
The man, staring intently at his shoulder, widened his eyes in surprise.
Most people would be terrified at the sight of their own blood, but he showed no such fear.
“How is it? Try moving your arm.”
The man rotated his arm in a full circle and flashed a bright smile.
Bang!
“Benefactor! I owe you my life…”
“Don’t say that. Just go. If you’re really grateful, spread the word that there’s a skilled doctor here.”
“Ah, yes…”
The man, now fully treated, dusted off his behind and quickly walked away.
If you cross them, they’ll kill you. If you heal them, you’re their savior.
They even risk their lives for favors. This place is truly out of its mind.
“Han So-jeo, here’s the Undefeated in Combat.”
“Thanks.”
It seems the guy who rolled in had one Undefeated in Combat.
The person who left after treatment had two, so it looks like they applied for a combat challenge while they were at it.
This brings the total number of Undefeated in Combat to 16.
“We ordered food. Let’s eat before it gets cold.”
“Yes, Han So-jeo.”
Returning to the outdoor seating of the inn with Jeon Ho, several gazes turned their way.
It’s the usual familiar stares, but after the recent incident, they’re not exactly welcome.
Jeon Ho, sensing this, tilts his wine cup and keeps glancing around. Being a martial artist, he seems more sensitive to others’ gazes.
“Han So-jeo, how about we move to a different seat?”
“A seat? We’re sitting outside because there’s no room inside. Do you think there’s space?”
Hearing my response, Jeon Ho gestures to call the waiter.
“Yes, sir. Do you need something?”
“Is there any vacant seat inside the inn?”
The waiter looks up at the inn for a moment and shakes his head.
“Due to the Dragon and Phoenix Gathering, both the first and second floors are packed.”
“Hmm, I see. Alright.”
“Yes, sir.”
The waiter, bowing his head, turns to leave but then seems to remember something and looks back at Jeon Ho.
“Sir, if I may be so bold…”
“I’m fine, speak freely.”
“If you’re looking for a seat because of the attention, the inner courtyard of the inn is empty.”
“Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
“Well, it’s a bit pricey.”
The waiter, looking quite apologetic, holds up five fingers.
He seems used to dealing with martial artists.
If he had mentioned the expensive spot right away, those sword-crazy folks might have already drawn their blades.
Clink.
“Will this do?”
“Oh, right this way, sir.”
Jeon Ho hands over five silver coins, which the waiter quickly accepts. He then swiftly places the food on a tray.
“Jeon Ho, it seems you’ve made some money in the Murim Alliance.”
“My rank is quite high, so my monthly salary is quite substantial.”
The waiter’s salary is said to be around half to one silver coin. With one silver coin worth 1 million won, the amount Jeon Ho just paid is equivalent to half a year’s salary for an average person.
It’s close to a month’s salary.
“Still, it’s way too expensive.”
“It’s probably because the Dragon and Phoenix Gathering is happening. People are flocking here, so getting a room around this time is a nightmare.”
While we were talking about the inn, the guide, Jeom So-i, glanced at us.
“The Grandmaster is right. When big events like the Dragon and Phoenix Gathering take place, prices skyrocket.”
“Was the festival all about swinging swords at necks? This place is really something else.”
*Click.*
Jeom So-i opened a door and led us down a long hallway, revealing the rented courtyard.
To the right, a neat garden stretched out, and to the left, there was a huge room fit for a princess.
Judging by the many room entrances along the hallway, it seems there are several large rooms like this.
“Grandmasters, this is the place.”
“Are we using this entire area?”
“Of course.”
It’s bigger than I thought.
The large garden aside, just the massive rooms alone seem to be more than five.
“The kids are going to love this.”
“Awesome!”
“It’s great!”
“Want to go play first?”
The two little ones, who had only peeked out from my pocket, hopped down and ran off into the well-kept garden.
“Kids, no digging holes, okay?”
“Okay!”
“It’s great!”
They love digging and playing in the dirt, so I’m a bit worried.
But as always, nature suits them much better than the concrete jungle.
“Han So-jeo, do you like it?”
“Yeah. It’s worth the money.”
“Our April Inn’s courtyard is famous for its beauty. Please leave the food on the table, and if you need anything, just call us.”
“Got it. Thanks for the tour.”
Jeom So-i bowed with a smile and scurried away.
I thought it was just expensive, but now that I’m here, it feels like a bargain.
“You’ve worked hard. You should rest too.”
“The sun’s still high. What are you planning to do, Han So-jeo?”
Jeon Ho asked with a suspicious tone.
He must think I’m always up to no good.
“I’m going to feed this to the kids.”
I pulled out two Summoning Pills I got from my grandfather, and Jeon Ho’s eyes nearly popped out.
“Y-you’re feeding Summoning Pills to animals?”
“Why? You got one too.”
“Well, yeah, but…”
“Do you want another one? I’ll give you one later, but for now, just eat the one you got.”
“Summoning Pills aren’t something to be taken so lightly…”
*Sniff sniff.*
A bitter smell wafted from the thumbnail-sized Summoning Pills.
I’m not sure if they’ll eat it since they’re quite picky.
“Kids, come here for a sec.”
“Okay!”
“Great!”
The two little ones, who were running around the garden, came bounding over and hugged me.
In that short time, they managed to get covered in grass and leaves.
Every time I see this, I wonder if they just roll around in the grass first.
“Let’s brush it off.”
*Shake shake!*
*Poof!*
As the two shook themselves, grass and leaves flew all over my face.
They listen well…
It’s very kind of you, but I wonder if this is really necessary when you’re hugging me.
“Ugh.”
As I shake my head like Baekseol and Danpung, pieces of grass fall off.
“Hey, kids, wanna try this? It’s good for your health.”
When I hold up a Summoning Pill, Danpung scurries up onto my shoulder and sniffs it.
“Pfft…”
“Not good?”
Danpung covers his nose with both hands.
Seems like it doesn’t agree with him.
“What about Baekseol?”
“Smell!”
Baekseol, who was also sniffing, grabs her nose.
The smell is quite different from the Great Return Pill I caught a whiff of earlier.
The Great Return Pill had a refreshing scent that made you feel like your whole body was cleansed, but the Summoning Pill has a strong, bitter medicinal smell.
“Can’t be helped. I’ll make it tasty for you.”
“Are you gonna coat it with honey like they do at Shaolin Temple?”
Jeon Ho, who had been watching us from the side, approaches.
“Nope. I’ll do it like this.”
I reach into the storage space, and a table and cooking tools come out.
Click, click. Whoosh!
The gas burner lights up.
I place a pot on it, pour in some oil, and that’s it.
Sizzle, sizzle.
Jeon Ho’s eyes widen like lanterns as he watches the oil flow in.
“W-wait, are you serious…?”
“Kids, want it crispy?”
“Sure!”
“Pfft!”
I crack an egg into a bowl and mix it with frying powder.
“Alright. Come on out, breadcrumbs!”
“Breadcrumbs!”
“Pfft!”
After that, I just coat the soaked Summoning Pill with a proper amount of breadcrumbs, and it’s ready.
“If it doesn’t taste good, we’ll fry it.”
“No way!”
“Why not? Even shoes taste better when fried.”
Jeon Ho, who had been staring blankly, quickly reaches out.
But it’s too late.
Plop! Plop!
The Summoning Pills drop into the oil, forming concentric circles.
“Ahhh!!”
Jeon Ho, who had reached out in vain, grabs his own hair in frustration.
Meanwhile, the Summoning Pills sizzle and cook in the hot oil, making delicious sounds.
“Why the fuss? Want me to fry yours too?”
“Absolutely not!”
“Fine, then. Jeon Ho, you can eat it plain.”
“Summoning Pills aren’t meant to be eaten for taste! Please!!”
***
Hwang So-hong, the Red Wind Sword, who had received shoulder treatment from Han Ga-eul, was a well-known figure in the largest city of Guangxiaosheng, Nanjing.
Though his reputation had faded in the Murim Alliance’s front yard, where masters were as common as grains of sand, he was still recognized as the eldest son of the Biao family in his hometown.
Since the Biao family was in the business of transporting goods, he didn’t learn martial arts as well as disciples of major sects, but he had his own weapon.
“Brother Hwang, I heard you were badly injured.”
“News travels fast.”
“Haha. Where else but from the mouth of the Wind Sword, who cuts people with his words?”
The man with a hearty laugh sits across from Hwang So-hong, who was sipping wine at the inn.
“I met a skilled doctor and finished my treatment.”
“But for that…”
The man scans Hwang So-hong up and down, then voices his doubt.
Seeing this, Hwang So-hong pulls back his collar to briefly show his shoulder before covering it again.
“Never again…”
“My shoulder was split so badly I couldn’t even hold a sword.”
“Doesn’t it look perfectly fine no matter how much I look at it?”
At the man’s words, Hwang So-hong, the Red Wind Sword, nodded in agreement.
“Right. If it weren’t for Shin Yi, whom I met in front of the April Inn, I would have already died on the cold floor.”
“Shin Yi? Hwang So-hong, are you talking about that Shin Yi who’s all the rage in rumors?”
Hwang So-hong put down the glass he was holding and turned his shoulder around.
“My shoulder was split to the bone, to the point where I could never hold a sword again in my life. But he healed such a wound in an instant. Isn’t that what you’d call a divine healer?”
“Wow, I’ve heard rumors, but to think there really is a divine healer…”
“Do you know what Shin Yi took from me after healing such a wound?”
“Don’t tell me he took dozens of gold coins?”
Hwang So-hong shook his head.
“He said nothing is more precious than life and not to overdo it, then took my title of ‘Undefeated in Combat.'”
“He treated such a huge wound and only took your title of ‘Undefeated in Combat’?”
The man made a surprised expression.
To heal a wound where the bone was split, you’d need rare medicinal ingredients that even gold couldn’t buy, used like pouring water.
You’d also need a highly skilled doctor, and even then, it would only be enough to live a normal life, not to the level of holding a sword again.
As a result, the Hwang family’s large escort agency almost went bankrupt.
“I tried to repay Shin Yi for saving my life, but he just patted my shoulder and told me to leave quickly.”
“Indeed! Truly a divine healer!”
The man clapped his hands in admiration after hearing the story.
“So if you ever get hurt, make sure to go to the April Inn quickly.”
“I will definitely do that.”
“Tell your fellow travelers too.”
The man nodded with a serious expression.
Hwang So-hong was a man who was more often called the “Wind Sword” for his smooth talk rather than his title of the Red Wind Sword.
***
“Ta-da! It’s fried Summoning Pills. Want some ketchup?”
“Sure!”
“It’s great!”
“Next time, I’ll fry some Great Summoning Pills too.”