Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son Chapter 29

Episode 29. The magician

Wang Chilhyeon was using the remaining divine power of his left hand to strike Han Ibi’s nape.

Han Ibi quickly moved her body while unfolding the table.

Wang Chilhyeon’s attack narrowly missed.

But was it a mistake?

Wang Chilhyeon’s fist was pouring straight into Han Ibi’s solar plexus.

This is absolutely difficult to avoid.

Han Ibi closed her eyes tightly and prepared for the terrible pain that was to come.

It was then.

Crump!

The bloody sound of the neck bones turning.

Behind Wang Chil-hyeon, who lost his balance and fell, the figure of a large man naked from the waist up was seen.

“How dare you touch my sister?”

Before he knew it, he had finished cooking the bamboo gangster and came over to eliminate Wang Chil-hyeon.

The man came over to check on the girl’s condition.

Over there, I could see the face of a man lying here and there, scorched and covered in blood.

At that time, Han Ibi suddenly remembered the quest.

‘Alcohol… we need to sell alcohol…’

It would be extremely ugly to ask the villagers to buy alcohol at this time.

Still… it’s a mission for the system, so shouldn’t I do it?…

Then a thought occurred to me.

‘that’s right. From what I’ve experienced so far, this damn quest only cares about the < result >.’

Han Ibi asked the large man who was squatting down and checking the girl’s breathing.

“That guy.”

The large man turned his head and said.

“No sir. “I’m not married.”

“ah. I see. “Is your brother okay?”

“Fortunately, that seems to be the case. Thank you for your help.”

“That was really good. By the way… it’s a bit unexpected given the current situation… but how much did you drink before?”

“Alcohol? “You mean our Giyeomju?”

“yes. “It’s a drink that is said to be very effective during long meals.”

“ah. That’s it. It costs ten nyang per bottle. Do you want to buy it?”

“omg. “It’s quite expensive.”

“As I said, it’s a really good drink. In fact, these are things I brought as gifts for precious people. “I had to sell it urgently due to circumstances.”

“yes. yes. You said so. Anyway, I get it. “Excuse me, but I’d like to borrow a bottle for a moment.”

Leaving those words, Han Ibi walked away in a hurry.

He picked up a bottle of alcohol that had been stacked on stage for sale and then turned around again.

It was the mustachioed man who was standing there in despair, not knowing what to do after losing his gangster comrades.

Now his gang leader is dead and all his colleagues are injured and unable to recover.

He was alone and surrounded by the enemy’s den.

His eyes rolling back and forth represented his anxious state of mind.

He flinched and made a defensive move when Han Ibi approached.

Ebi Han said.

“hey.”

“What?”

Han Ibi, who looked like his youngest brother, asked, but he was so nervous that he could only end his sentence politely.

“What? “Don’t you have to answer when someone calls you?”

Okay. Look at my people-handling skills. It was quite rewarding to watch the movie.

“What… what’s going on?”

“Do you have money?”

The mustachioed man stuttered, embarrassed by the unexpected question.

“Do money?”

“okay. How many times do you say it? “Do you have any silver coins?”

“There is this. “I went to the next village to collect money in the morning.”

“That went very well.”

“What do you mean?”

Han Ibi grinned so loudly that it was disgusting, picked up the bottle of spirit liquor she had brought, and held it in front of the mustachioed man.

“you. “I need to buy you some alcohol.”

“What what?”

“Go buy me some alcohol. Didn’t you hear it earlier? They say it’s good for your body too. “They say there are benefits if you wear long clothes.”

“Ah… that’s…”

The mustachioed man looked at Han Ibi with an absurd expression.

However, the villagers were equally perplexed.

For a moment, there was silence in the vacant lot.

Then, an old man with a long beard nodded and burst into laughter as if he understood.

“Hehehe. I get it. okay.”

Then a woman standing next to her tilted her head and asked.

“No, old man. “What on earth do you want to know?”

“So you still have a long way to go. That small group is now punishing them like this and becoming a medicine seller… No, no. You are helping the wine merchants. “The way things are done is bright and fair, and the punishment of evil is clear. Although he is young, it is clear that he is a great disciple of a prestigious political sect disguised as a merchant.”

The woman who heard the words nodded as if she finally agreed, and smiled and agreed.

“okay. It is truly an honor for our village to see a great disciple of a prestigious sect that we have only heard about. For some reason, his face wasn’t all that handsome. “If someone who didn’t know him would have seen him, he would have been considered a gisaeng brother, not a powerful hero…”

The corners of Han Abi’s mouth went up when he was told he was handsome.

“Yekki. This person. What are you talking about. “With only thin skin, she looks like a girl…”

The old man realized his mistake and quickly closed his mouth.

Thanks to her greatly developed hearing, Han Ibi was happily listening to the first half of the conversation. After hearing the twist, she unconsciously glared at the old man.

He brushed the man with the odd mustache.

“now. Let’s not waste time when both of us are busy. Are you going to buy it or not?”

“Oh, that’s a bit…”

“Why. no? “You can’t do it if you don’t want to.”

Han Yi-bi took two steps back, stretched, and placed her hand on his sword sheath with the sound of a neck bone cracking.

“Oops. Small cooperative. Ahaha. Why are you doing this again?”

“What’s wrong? “I was just trying to exercise because my body was sore after a fight.”

“ha ha ha. Small cooperative. I also really like alcohol… I think it’s even more appetizing because it’s good for your health.”

“Then buy it. “If you like it so much, it would be perfect if you bought ten bottles.”

“Oh, by the way… the price is…”

“300 nyang.”

“What did you say? It was clear earlier that a bottle was said to be 10 nyang….”

“Oh my. This person was acting the other way and was listening to everything. that’s right. “One bottle costs 10 nyang, so 10 bottles cost 300 nyang.”

“No… that’s not true though. “It doesn’t make sense.”

Then, Han Ibi pulled her eye muscles as much as possible and spoke with a harsh expression.

“okay. It doesn’t make sense. But you guys have always lived like that. “They have forced us to align all logic to suit the convenience of the powerful.”

Even though it’s my own line, it’s kind of cool. I’ll have to write it down later.

Still, the mustachioed man was still hesitating and rolling his eyes.

Then Han Ibi said, waving her hand as if she was annoyed.

“hey. Look at how this guy plays with his brains. it’s okay. It’s dirty and disgusting. I’m not selling it. Because I’m going to sell it to them. Instead, let’s wait and see.”

Han Ibi took a step towards the two gangsters who were groaning after falling from the memorization.

Then the mustachioed man quickly interrupted them and said.

“When did I say I wouldn’t buy it? Please give me ten bottles. “I will buy it.”

Only then did Hanibi smile and say.

“okay. Good idea. “Drink until you’re full and live long and strong.”

Then, his face completely changed and he added.

“Anyway, it was wrong to make a comeback… If you bother the villagers because of this, I won’t let you. If I tell you about my background… ah….”

Han Ibi shook her head and said.

“I don’t want to cause any harm to our monastery. So, taking the circumstances into consideration, I will quietly keep this matter in my mind. “Do you understand?”

“yes. yes. Small cooperative. That’s right. “Please let go of your worries.”

Han Ibi accepted the 300 nyang that the mustachioed man handed her.

Then, a familiar ‘tiring’ sound was heard.

The courtesy system voice followed.

[Combat Mission Completed (Difficulty ★★☆): Helped the Charyeoks and sold ten bottles of alcohol. (10/10 bottles)]

[Reward: Intelligence +12, Wisdom +13, Charisma +20, experience increased.]

Huh? Is this it?

At that time, the sound of ‘dadan’ was heard again.

[You can complete the mission and receive a ‘combat’ as a reward. In order to fight, you must pay a strength stat of 20. Would you like to take the challenge now? (Y/N)]

Huh?

When I heard those words, I remembered what ‘combat’ is.

This is gambling!

But… you want to bet on ‘power’ rather than money?

The strength is 20… It’s like blood… Hehe. I’m worried about this. It’s not a small investment….

The strength that Han Ibi experienced allows her to use martial arts for a long time and also dramatically improves her power and speed.

Hmm… I was told to put this on and give it a try… What is it…

At that time, I heard a ‘tiring’ sound.

[Warning: The combat function can only be used immediately after completing the combat mission. If you do not use it, the opportunity to fight will disappear.]

[5 seconds, 4 seconds, 3 seconds until the battle function ends…]

‘Wait! system!’

[2 seconds, 1 second….]

‘I said stop. yes! yes!’

[You selected ‘Yes’. Proceed with the battle by investing 20 strength. Strength decreases by -20.]

Then, the lights suddenly started flashing before my eyes.

And then…

boom!

[Congratulations. The transfer system will be activated as a battle reward.]

‘Huh? A former job? at las! Is the sun finally coming to the mouse hole? The day will come when I can get out of this disgusting Jeomsoy and get a decent job in the martial arts world!’

Han Ibi felt her heart pounding slightly.

Tiring.

[The player’s job will be changed from ‘Jumsoy’ to ‘Charyeokshaman’.]

Poop! What what what what what what!

A magician?

Holy shit.

He’s a good talker, but if you leave out the word ‘sul’, he’s not a magician after all!

Why do they only change things occasionally?

‘There are so many cool jobs in martial arts novels!’

[Advice 1: When the transfer system is activated, the skills of the existing job are invalidated and controlled by the new ability system. However, in the case of a job change based on combat compensation, the evolved skills among the skills acquired to date can be maintained.]

‘What is this… The rule is to destroy the existing skills, but an exception is made for the skills that have been developed. I think I’ve talked about it for a long time… Well, if you look at it as a martial arts skill, it’s not a waste, but it would be a huge tragedy if the cooking skills you worked so hard to learn evaporate. Anyway, I’m really glad!’

The story of the system is not over yet.

[Advice 2: The description of the target job after changing jobs can be viewed after the final decision.]

[Would you like to change jobs to ‘Charyeokshaman’? (Y/N)]

Han Ibi thought for a moment.

‘To be honest… whether it’s Jeomsoe or Charyeoksa, it’s either a fall or a match… Still, Charyeoksa is a bit better because it does something like breaking a stone, similar to martial arts… Anyway, I have nothing more to lose. My wasted energy is too precious. good! I decided. yes.’

[Congratulations. Changed to ‘Charyeokshaman’.]

[Would you like to see an explanation about Charyeokshaman? (Y/N)]

‘Yes!’

[The character ‘Char’ in ‘Charyeoksulsa’ (借力術士) means ‘borrow’, and the characteristics of this profession are…]

Huh? really? Is the word ‘tea’ the same as ‘IOU’ or ‘debit’ in accounting? Isn’t it ‘a car to scam’ or something like that? But what are you borrowing?

[…The idea is to strengthen your body and energy by borrowing the power of medicine or spirits.]

Wow! Really? Was that the difference?

Han Ibi waited for a while, but no further explanation was given.

‘What… is DB so poor?’

At that time, the ringing sound rang again.

[Additional reward: In recognition of your creative sales ability, your attractiveness has increased three times.]

Wow! As for the charm… there’s already enough of it. That wasn’t very useful, so please replace it with something else!

[Adding stats is a forced input and cannot be adjusted arbitrarily by the player.]

Ego. There’s no way the system could make sense… What did I expect…

“Hey young man. “Why are you so dazed?”

When I came to my senses, I saw a man wearing a blood-covered robe waving his hand in front of me.

Han Ibi was startled and took a step back.

When the situation was over, the people who had gathered had already dispersed.

Han Yi-bi split the three hundred nyang in half and handed one hundred and fifty nyang to the man.

Now there is no need to sell medicinal herbs.

Such deep meaning… Thank you system!

The man took the money, giggling as if it was fun.

“I’m really thankful for this. Hahaha.”

(Continued in the next part)