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| Reaper of the Drifting Moon Chapter 311 |
Type- Light Novel, Web Novel
Manhwa- N/A
Translation-MTL
Taemu Sang had been busy all night erasing any traces of their activities.
He had disposed of the bodies of the ghost squad’s soldiers into the sea and buried the bodies of his younger siblings in a safe place.
Taemu Sang also ordered the children he was protecting to hide for a while.
He spent all his money to buy plenty of food for the children while they were in hiding.
After finishing all the work, Taemu Sang finally came to the detached building where Pyo Wol was staying.
The building was surrounded by high walls, so they didn't have to worry about being seen from outside.
Taemu Sang, exhausted, slept for half a day as if passed out.
His nerves had always kept him awake at night, but after everything that had happened, his fatigue was at its peak.
When Taemu Sang opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Pyo Wol practicing his internal energy while sitting on a stool.
The sight of Pyo Wol practicing with his eyes half-closed seemed mysterious to Taemu Sang.
"If only I could do that too..."
Pyo Wol offered him a deal.
The deal was simple.
Follow his orders while he was here.
In return, he would help him get his revenge.
Taemu Sang had no reason to refuse and he agreed to the deal.
That was why he was here.
It was then.
"Brother, are you okay?"
Someone opened the door to the detached building and came in.
It was Geom Yeong, the innkeeper who worked there.
"I'm fine after sleeping. How about you?"
"I'm fine too."
Geom Yeong replied awkwardly.
It couldn't be fine.
Geom Yeong had suffered a great wound from the warriors of the Ghost Squad. Such a wound couldn't have healed in just one night.
It was fortunate that Pyo Wol had given him first aid, otherwise he wouldn't have be in this world.
Despite suffering such a serious injury, Geom Yeong had to work.
If he didn't work, others might think it was strange.
The work of an inn wasn't easy enough to go on without Geom Yeong.
Moreover, Geom Yeong's inn was a place where many guests came.
Many people knew how diligent he was. If Geom Yeong, who had never missed a day of work, suddenly didn't show up for work, someone would surely think it was strange.
That's why Geom Yeong endured the pain and worked at the inn, and only now did he have time to come and see Taemu Sang.
Taemu Sang silently lifted Geom Yeong's clothes and pressed his waist.
It was where he had suffered the wound from the Ghost Squad warriors.
The cloth that had been used to dress the wound was now stained red. Geom Yeong had pushed himself too hard with his work at the inn, causing the wound to reopen.
"You foolish man!"
"I'm fine."
"What's fine about it? You foolish bastard!"
Taemu Sang muttered as he cleaned the cloth that had been used to dress Geom Yeong's wound.
Even the simple act of changing the cloth caused Geom Yeong to feel intense pain due to the deepness of the wound. However, he endured the pain without screaming.
It was at that moment when Pyo Wol finished his meditation and stood up.
"Hmm!"
Both Taemu Sang and Geom Yeong let out a sigh at the same time.
Their eyes looking at Pyo Wol were filled with admiration.
Especially Taemu Sang, he felt not only admiration but also reverence beyond simple admiration.
And he felt intense shame for picking a fight with Pyo Wol without realizing how impressive he was.
If he had known that Pyo Wol was such a person, he would never have picked a fight with him.
Taemu Sang bowed his head to Pyo Wol.
"Thank you for your help."
"What about the children?"
"They're all hiding."
"Are you sure?"
"One of them is a skilled hider. As long as they're determined to hide, no one can find our kids."
Geom Yeong supplemented Taemu Sang's words.
"We told them not to hide together in one place. In Sea Gate, there are plenty of places for us to hide. Outsiders can never find where our kids are hiding."
Pyo Wol nodded in agreement with their confident words. But he didn't believe the children completely.
He wasn't suspicious of them.
It's just that the children didn't know enough about the Martial Artists and their professional tracking skills.
If someone who had mastered professional tracking skills searched for the traces left by the children, they would surely find them.
The only fortunate thing was that all the children that Taemu Sang had were scattered and hiding.
Pyo Wol said to Taemu Sang,
"Let's go!"
"Where to?" Taemu Sang asked.
"To where they got off the boat."
"Why there?"
Taemu Sang looked puzzled, but Pyo Wol didn't bother to explain. He wasn't the kind of person who would explain everything to a child.
Pyo Wol went out of the detached building and headed straight to the port. Taemu Sang followed him.
He was afraid that there might be more pursuers, but then he realized that no one could have seen his face in the darkness. So he felt that it would be okay to walk around confidently.
The two arrived at a remote location outside the port where small boats had docked the night before.
"This is it. This is where they got off," Taemu Sang pointed to the exact spot where the boats had docked.
The boats that had arrived the night before were gone without a trace. They were probably hidden somewhere else.
Pyo Wol looked around.
There were more than a hundred small boats anchored here, far exceeding the number of boats used for fishing. Including the boats that were currently out fishing, there were likely to be over hundreds of boats using this place.
Finding the boat that the warriors of the Ghost Squad had taken was practically impossible.
Most people would have given up the pursuit in this situation, but Pyo Wol was different.
Pyo Wol asked Taemu Sang, "Where were you hiding?"
"Over there, in that high place," Taemu Sang pointed to where he had hidden.
Pyo Wol measured the distance between where Taemu Sang had hidden and where the boats had docked.
"At least fifty metres. And on a pitch-black, dark night like this."
From where he was hiding, he could see this place clearly, but from here, he could barely see where he was.
The fact that the white-haired man was able to detect him at all meant that his martial arts skills and senses were beyond his imagination.
Countless footprints were scattered on the ground.
Even after the ghost squad had passed through, many people had walked through this place.
It would be impossible to determine only the footprints of the ghost squad amidst all the others, no matter how skilled the tracker.
They needed to change their approach.
"Did you say that all the people who got off the ship were around twenty?"
"Yes. It seemed to be around that number."
Even on a pitch-black night like this, if that many people moved together, they would inevitably catch people's attention.
They were so thorough that they would chase and take lives just because they witnessed Taemu Sang getting off the ship.
The fact that they had entered the Sea Gate, itself, was a secret that should never be known.
"The Ghost Squad...."
It was a name he had never heard before.
Now, Pyo Wol was no longer a rookie in the martial arts world.
Almost all the martial arts factions and sects were stored in his head. However, he had never heard the name Ghost Squad before.
Something seems fishy.
Pyo Wol's involvement in this matter was not simply because of curiosity or his casual relationship with Taemu Sang.
It was because the Ghost Squad reminded him of Lee Yul.
Lee Yul had naturally mixed into the Snow Sword Manor and dominated everything. His past was never revealed.
It was as if he had suddenly fallen from the sky.
Pyo Wol had smelled the scent of Lee Yul in the Ghost Squad1. They, too, appeared suddenly like Lee Yul.
There was only one common point.
There was no other evidence, but Pyo Wol felt that they might be related.
That was why Pyo Wol got involved in this matter.
The sharp eyes of Pyo Wol scanned the surroundings.
They were looking for a path that up to twenty people could move through without catching anyone's attention.
"There!," Pyo Wol finally found a promising path.
It was an alleyway with high walls. Due to the walls, people inside the houses couldn't see those passing by outside.
Pyo Wol casually entered the alleyway, and Taemu Sang followed behind without speaking a word.
The alleyway soon ended, and a new scenery appeared.
This time there were no walls to hide people passing by. Windows were open here and there, and people were poking their faces out to catch a breeze.
If twenty people passed by here, someone would surely have noticed them.
Pyo Wol climbed onto the roof of a nearby mansion. It was the only place he could move without being seen.
He avoided the shabby and poorly constructed roofs as they might collapse if they misstepped.
By reducing his options, he was left with only one path to take.
It was a residential area to the west of the harbor entrance.
Pyo Wol asked Taemu Sang, "Who usually lives there?"
"Oh, it's a neighborhood where a lot of harbor workers live. People who are slightly higher up than the workers."
"Middle managers, I see."
"Yes, that's right. Those bastards! They're worse than the workers."
"Really?"
"They're such assholes."
From Tae Musang's eyes, which were focused on the residential area, sparks seemed to fly.
Based on his reaction, he probably suffered a great deal of humiliation or got beaten up badly over there.
"If it's that place, they can move around without attracting anyone's attention in any neighborhood in the Sea Gate."
Although the people living in the residential area probably didn't know it, to Pyo Wol's eyes, that place looked like the center of all the activity in the Sea Gate city.
If he were to cause any trouble in Sea Gate, he would definitely use that place as a base.
Pyo Wol walked towards the residential area.
Even though it was daytime, the residential area was quiet.
Taemu Sang explained the reason for this.
"It's because there are a lot of men working at the harbor."
It was difficult for a man to make a living alone here.
Therefore, men who worked in the port also had their wives do odd jobs. It was an easy job that required less effort but paid more.
That's why there were hardly any people at home during this time.
Pyo Wol thought it was better this way.
Pyo Wol walked around with his senses heightened. He thought he could definitely detect any movement, no matter how small.
However, he didn't feel any significant movement, even though he searched the entire residential area.
"They must be either resting or hiding in an underground area where I can't detect their movement."
Pyo Wol looked back at the residential area once again.
The residential area was quite large. It seemed that he would have to put in a lot of effort to search it properly.
That's when unfamiliar people appeared on the other side of the alley.
They seemed to be the people who lived in the residential area.
It didn't do any good to stand out.
"Let's call it a day!"
"What? Okay."
Taemu Sang immediately realized why Pyo Wol had said that.
When rumors spread about a stranger wandering around, the Ghost Squad’s men would hide deeper. Taemu Sang followed Pyo Wol into a nearby alley.
Squeak
Immediately after they disappeared, someone opened the door of the mansion and stepped out.
A white-haired man.
Jin Yugeon looked around with a puzzled expression.
Local residents were passing by in front of the mansion, but he didn't pay attention to them and muttered.
"I felt someone's presence, right?"
The sharp pain, as if being poked with a needle, in his ear canal was definitely not a figment of his imagination.
Jin Yugeon climbed onto the roof of the mansion and looked around, but there was no one there except for the local residents.
"Was it just my imagination?"
1- The ghost warriors from the earlier chapters are a part of the ghost squad. So they are related.
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