Gunpowder and Sanitation (6)

Three months had passed since Kim Daebung had rounded up all the thugs in Hanyang and turned them into the dung-hauling Chuito Corps.

At first, when they saw the local layabouts being dragged off by soldiers, they worried that some bloodbath was about to break out.

Even if they were troublemakers, most of them were just drunkards who spent their days gambling and loafing around.

They hadn’t committed any truly heinous crimes, so if they were being hauled away to be killed like that, it seemed a bit much.

But now every citizen of Hanyang wholeheartedly approved of His Majesty’s bold, sweeping measure.

Kim Dalsu, who lived on the outskirts of Yeonggyeonbang, was one of them.

"Because of those punks who did nothing but act like thugs, I was scared something might happen even in broad daylight. Now I don’t have to worry about thugs at all, and that’s great."

Before, on his way to work at the merchant guild, if he took the alley shortcut on an unlucky day, he’d often run into thugs.

They wouldn’t kill anyone, because if they so much as spilled blood and it led to a death, they’d be arrested by the Loyal Guard and executed for murder by hanging or beheading...

They were bastards who stripped people of all the money in their pockets and the clothes on their backs...