Chapter 133
The White Wolf Unit was on its way to suppress a bandit lair after receiving a new request from the Peng Family.
It was quite a large bandit lair, but the suppression was carried out quickly.
Just as they were about to finish up, a large man with a long black beard appeared from a hidden cave in the deepest part of the bandit lair with a massive boom, wielding a huge club.
Kuhahaha! I don't know how you found out that I, the Iron Tower Giant Spirit King, was here! But you're truly unlucky fellows to encounter a Demonic Giant like me. Today, all of your lives will...!
The White Wolf Unit charged fiercely at the self-proclaimed Demonic Giant before he could even finish speaking, their faces contorted as if they were experiencing a similar situation they'd seen before.
Among them, the twin brothers Gi-su and Gi-sang attacked first. No, they went berserk.
Die, die, die, dieee!
The Iron Tower Giant Spirit King desperately blocked the twin brothers' dagger attacks. But it seemed to be too much for him, as the number of cuts on his body steadily increased.
You, you bastards! Uwaaa!
He yelled out a battle cry and tried to counterattack by swinging his massive club.
But,
Swoosh, swoosh!
At that moment, arrows flew sharply, aiming for his head, forcing him to stumble back.
"Uooo!"
Kwaaang!
Then Gu Tae-san, moving incredibly fast despite his bulky body, dove in and swung his giant sword down at the Iron Tower Giant Spirit King, who leaped high to avoid the attack.
You bastard...!
Swish!
Slash!
But as if O Chae-mu and Peng Do-hwan had been waiting for this moment, their swords crossed and slashed him.
Keouk!
Finally, with a large gash across his chest, the Iron Tower Giant Spirit King collapsed to the ground.
They were strong.
Too strong.
You, you bastards. How could a mere unit be this...
He looked at the White Wolf Unit with disbelief.
Slash.
As if there was nothing more to hear, O Chae-mu's sword flashed once again.
Soon, the Iron Tower Giant Spirit King's head rolled on the ground.
A Demonic Leader who had been ruling over an area lost his life in an instant at the hands of the White Wolf Unit.
Kaak! Ptui! This worthless thing is making us remember those disgusting memories.
Wow. I really almost broke out in hives for a moment there. It reminded me so much of that time.
Not just Gi-su and Gi-sang, but the entire White Wolf Unit recalled the memories of that time.
But somehow, the emotions they felt then had changed from fear to fighting spirit.
Because of that, this... Iron Tower... what was it again?
The unfortunate Demonic Leader, whose name hadn't even been properly registered in the White Wolf Unit's minds, made an entrance very similar to the Extreme Evil Laughing Demon's, but met a completely different exit.
And so, the White Wolf Unit, boasting a level of martial power completely different from before, quickly resolved the request it had received.
Not bad.
Yeo Un-hwi, who had been reading a book somewhere in the bandit lair, closed his book and smiled slightly.
Of course, they were still far from reaching the level Yeo Un-hwi desired.
But the White Wolf Unit, which had been diligently practicing the 'Wind Dragon Primordial Art' that Yeo Un-hwi had taught them while increasing the intensity of their training, was certainly growing at an incredibly fast pace that could only be described as rapid progress.
If they continued to grow steadily like this, it was clear that there would soon be few among all the Five Great Families, no, throughout the entire martial world, who could match the White Wolf Unit as a single military force.
But it was also true that they still had a long way to go.
Well then, let's head back.
Yes!
With Yeo Un-hwi's words, the White Wolf Unit soon prepared to return to the Peng Family.
Not long after, the White Wolf Unit returned to the Peng Family and headed straight to the training ground as usual.
To think they would train again, right after returning from suppressing a bandit lair, which was by no means an easy task, with their training starting from early morning.
It would be truly grueling, but the White Wolf Unit acted as if all of this were natural.
Now, training had become like breathing to them. No, perhaps it had become even more important than that.
"Hm?"
But someone was already at the training ground.
It was Gu Wang-pyo and the White Martial Squad.
So you've come.
But what was going on?
Gu Wang-pyo's expression was extremely serious.
The White Martial Squad behind him was the same.
With faces more stern than ever, they looked as if they had steeled themselves for something.
What could it be?
Yeo Un-hwi and the White Wolf Unit became serious in turn at their appearance.
What's the matter?
Yeo Un-hwi asked with a slightly hardened face.
Then Gu Wang-pyo slowly opened his mouth.
The time has come.
What?
And a few hours later.
Uweeeeek!
Pour! Drink!
Hahahahaha!
The tavern was truly boisterous.
The Peng Family warriors were in high spirits, eating delicious food and drinking alcohol.
The warriors of the White Wolf Unit, White Martial Squad, and White Tiger Unit were all mixed together there.
Yes, the 'time' Gu Wang-pyo had spoken of meant the time for a dinner.
To think they had made such serious faces as if something big had happened.
They were people with quite a mischievous streak.
No, perhaps they were just that serious about alcohol?
Keu! Indeed, the alcohol you drink after a good fight is the best!
This is living!
The alcohol they drank at this long-awaited dinner was sweet, too sweet, for the White Wolf Unit, who had recently been too busy to even drink, hurriedly filling their stomachs with meals and sleeping deeply after training.
And so, everyone was having a joyous time.
Except for just one person.
I already have so much work I could die, and you suddenly drag me here like this?
It was Peng Seo-jin, with a tired and troubled face as always.
He had been dragged here by Gu Wang-pyo, who had suddenly barged in.
Vice Commander Nak Ildo and the White Tiger Unit members were enjoying themselves.
Gu Wang-pyo clicked his tongue at the grumbling Peng Seo-jin.
Tsk tsk, to think the Young Master is so timid.
You're the only elder who says 'Young Master' with a smile, Elder Gu.
Oh my, haven't I always told you not to mind the small things? And look. See how happy everyone is? Hm? You need to have times like this for your subordinates to be happy.
Isn't it just that you like it, Elder Gu? You just wanted to drink alcohol like crazy under the pretext of a dinner, didn't you?
For a moment, Gu Wang-pyo's face flinched.
The truth was, he didn't have many days when he could drink alcohol comfortably.
That was because his wife now told him to think about his health and didn't let him drink much.
He too, being quite uxorious, tried to listen to his wife, but it wasn't easy for a drinker like him to completely give up alcohol.
Feeling it was absolutely impossible, he then forced this dinner today.
Of course, his wife would think it was a dinner proposed by the Young Master.
On days like this, his wife tended to be more lenient.
Peng Seo-jin had noticed this and called him out on it.
I bet you used my name again, didn't you? How many times do I have to tell you? Don't do that, and use this opportunity to quit drinking completely.
Can you cut ties with parents who are in poor health?
Pardon?
What was this about parents in poor health?
Also, can you not eat the food your wife has prepared with all her heart? Can you abandon the martial arts you've painstakingly learned all this time just because there's a better martial art? Can you throw away clothes you cherish just because someone tells you to? Asking me to quit drinking is the same as that.
I don't understand a word of what you're saying.
Aigh! You fool! Be quiet. Just drink!
Pretending to be drunk, he seemed to be saying whatever he wanted.
Soon, Peng Seo-jin let out a deep sigh.
Then his eyes fell on the Peng Family warriors, giggling and cackling.
Ah, whatever.
With a half-resigned heart, he was about to down some alcohol and pick up a piece of food to put in his mouth when he muttered,
Well, at least it's good that everyone's having fun, but...
"Uweeeeek!"
Before Peng Seo-jin could finish his muttering, Gi-su and Gi-sang vomited on the floor right in front of him one after another.
Peng Seo-jin's face contorted.
Soon, he put the food back down.
His appetite had completely disappeared.
No more... I can't eat anymore!
Yeah. I feel like I'm going to die!
Gi-su and Gi-sang shouted.
As if begging for their lives, they waved their hands.
But,
Oh my, you just vomited so your stomach is empty. You can drink more.
Do-gyeong approached with bottles of alcohol in both hands, her face saying not to make weak excuses.
Soon, she stuck the mouths of the bottles into Gi-sang and Gi-su's mouths.
Then she too drank straight from the bottle while cackling.
As expected of the White Wolf Unit's best drinker.
It was quite a scene.
Watching this, Yeo Un-hwi let out a hollow laugh.
Like last time, he still couldn't quite adapt to this dinner.
Such a boisterous drinking party was utterly unfamiliar to him.
It was then.
Someone stood in front of Yeo Un-hwi.
A large figure cast a shadow over Yeo Un-hwi's seat.
It was Gu Wang-pyo.
You!
Yes?
Soon, Gu Wang-pyo grabbed Yeo Un-hwi's shoulder and thrust his fierce face close as he spoke.
Tell me quickly! Right now! Everything you know!
About what?
Yeo Un-hwi, uncomfortable with Gu Wang-pyo's flushed face full of intoxication, tried to slip away slightly, but the elder wouldn't let go.
Yul-i! Tell me everything Yul-i might like! Hurry up and spill it! I'll win back Yul-i's heart from that evil Family Head's hands!
Such terrifying words flowed from Gu Wang-pyo's mouth that it seemed questionable whether he should say such things in front of the Peng Family warriors.
But as if this wasn't the first time they'd seen Gu Wang-pyo like this, no one paid any attention.
Not even Peng Seo-jin.
Well, despite saying such things, Gu Wang-pyo was the person who would jump into a fire pit first for the Family Head Peng Mugang.
The competition to win Yul-i's heart had just recently become fierce, but the two were clearly in a very good master-servant relationship.
Whether they could go back to how they were before was uncertain.
Anyway, Yeo Un-hwi told him a few things Yul-i liked as they came to mind.
Then Gu Wang-pyo laughed heartily and repeated them several times to try to remember.
I already knew about the rabbit doll and candy, and um, does Yul-i like wild boar dolls too? Hm? Where did he go?
Yeo Un-hwi had disappeared at some point.
After looking around and tilting his head for a moment, Gu Wang-pyo soon picked up his wine cup again, downed it refreshingly, and laughed heartily.
Phew.
Yeo Un-hwi, who had secretly slipped out of the tavern, caught his breath.
The night breeze was cool.
The bright moonlight, along with the sound of people's laughter, made him think it was truly a pleasant night.
It was then.
Excuse me.
A tavern servant approached Yeo Un-hwi and spoke to him.
Someone asked me to give this to you, sir.
Someone?
Yes. They were wearing a bamboo hat, so I couldn't see their face well.
I see. Thank you.
Soon the servant left, and Yeo Un-hwi unfolded the small piece of paper he had received.
His eyebrow rose slightly.
It seemed a guest had come from afar in the middle of this night.