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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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The Outcast Inn, although called an inn, was closer to an office than a motel or a lodging house.
First, if you live as an outcast in Sacheon, you have no choice but to stay at this Outcast Inn.
Unless you have an extraordinary personality, everyone wants a stable private room.
“Hmm…”
Room 209 of Mokran, which I had been using for nearly 7 years, could be called my actual home.
The security of the Outcast Inn was ordinary.
There was an ordinary door with a lock and windows connected to the outside.
A room where my personal belongings were appropriately placed.
The only thing worth noting was the bookshelf filled with books.
When doing outcast work, there are many times when you have to kill time, and every time that happens, I buy martial arts novels and collect them one or two at a time.
They accumulated to that amount before I knew it.
This bookshelf contained more than just martial arts novels.
There were also several [setting books] where I had recorded the knowledge I deemed necessary while living in the world of Murim Cheonha.
Unlike other abductees, I didn’t have any memory enhancement specific, so I had no choice.
Naturally, it was a vast record; among them were books comparable to specialized books and textbooks.
Those were the books where the enlightenments of the characters were recorded.
Although they couldn’t be reached in the game version of [Murim Cheonha], the map of Murim Cheonha included the Korean Peninsula, the prototype of South Korea, and the islands that would become Japan.
After a confident chairman of China designated martial arts novels in [The List of Banned Books of a Certain Continent], the martial arts genre became extinct, and influenced by that, the names of Chinese countries that served as the background for martial arts novels and appeared in history no longer appeared in martial arts novels.
The worldview of Murim Cheonha borrowed from Chinese culture and the general appearance of martial arts as they were.
Still, the country was not specified and was only set as the [Yellow Kingdom].
Korea was the [Hwan Kingdom], and Japan was the [Yeol Kingdom].
So Hangul didn’t exist either.
I directly confirmed this.
As a South Korean, it felt pretty ambiguous that Hangul didn’t exist, but anyway, the books I wrote about Murim Cheonha were simply written in Hangul.
Still, they were practically ciphers within Murim Cheonha.
The fact that there was an outcast under the bed meant that this room could be breached again at any time.
It wouldn’t be strange for an outcast to rummage through my books.
Even if they stole my records, they wouldn’t be able to understand them, but the problem was that it would be a disaster for me to lose those records as well.
It had been 8 years since I fell into the world of Murim Cheonha.
Unlike other protagonists, I, who didn’t have memory enhancement, had already forgotten much information. I was trying my best to remember, but…
It was impossible to remember everything.
Although I was in a slightly challenging situation, if I hadn’t known about Yeo Il-ye’s enlightenment, I would have become a cold corpse on the spot.
In the end, I was able to extend my life thanks to the information accumulated in my head while playing Murim Cheonha.
Looking at the title section scribbled as [Hocheon’s Secret Records] one early morning when I was intoxicated with emotion, I had a moment of clarity, but in the end, these setting books were my irreplaceable assets.
“Where should I eventually store these?”
Keeping them in the room seemed unreliable.
As a mere second-rate warrior, I wouldn’t be able to notice even if real masters infiltrated my room.
And the room’s security wasn’t excellent either, so keeping them in my room like this was the worst of the worst moves.
Theoretically, the safest method was to use the gratitude plaque to ask Yeo Il-ye to store them… but realistically, it didn’t seem like it would lead to a good result.
It wasn’t that there were no storage services, but there wasn’t a single trustworthy guy.
In fact, even with the most renowned storage services, they disappear with a low probability when you store items.
On the surface, they claim they were stolen, but who knows?
In front of a treasure whose value cannot be measured, things like credibility and honor are just resources that can be sold off.
“In the end, there’s no other place but there.”
I tied the setting books to my arms and legs and put the thick enlightenment book on my abdomen.
Although it didn’t match the season and weather, I wore a voluminous long robe to cover my body.
The outcasts in the inn would look at me suspiciously, but now that I had a reputation where, I couldn’t be more suspicious within the Outcast Inn.
Perhaps doing something a bit suspicious might help quell the false rumors.
“Brother Ho!”
“Ho Jin-in!”
What the hell is Ho Jin-in?
Anyway, I brushed off the outcasts who tried to talk to me and stepped out of the Outcast Inn.
“That, that guy is running away!”
“Catch him!”
These crazy bastards. What did I do for them to spout nonsense about running away and catching me?
Of course, I immediately ran away.
Looking back, I saw over a dozen outcasts storming out of the Outcast Inn to follow me.
When I left the Outcast Inn, I turned into an alley and first stuffed the black hat into my bosom.
Having learned all the martial arts that could be learned at a second rate, I urgently used the Reversal Technique and weaved through the crowd.
After taking off the black hat and blending into the crowd, the outcasts chasing me looked through the people with a confused appearance.
Still, they couldn’t find me, who had already mixed into the crowd.
I sighed while caressing the strategy books in my bosom.
I need to take care of this quickly and return.
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“Where did you go and come back from? Spit it out honestly!”
“Are you my mom? What are you going to do with knowing where I went!”
“But why did you run away like that? Is it because you have something to hide?”
“Are you my dad? What are you going to do if I’m hiding something!”
I shook off the outcasts clinging to me with the invincible rainbow reflection and approached Yu Sa-Yeon.
Yu Sa-Yeon only sat on the first floor when she felt like it, but these days, the Outcast Inn was so noisy that she had been guarding her spot for several days.
I held the pouch containing the accommodation fee and the pretext for going outside.
“Advance payment again?”
“Two damn weeks! I went to the gambling house and lost all my money, and when I went to collect the request fee I received as a voucher, they went crazy!”
I glared at the outcasts who still couldn’t take their eyes of suspicion off me and followed me, and they scattered with fake coughs.
Sacheon outcasts also use anonymity in storage services.
As a result, the only thing that can prove their identity is the signature they make when contracting with the storage service.
If that signature is exposed, someone else can steal all the money they have stored in that storage service.
This was the excuse I had prepared while concealing the setting books.
“Hmm… let’s see… looking, looking… right now, the accommodation fee you’ve paid in advance, Hocheon An, is enough for 15 days? Still an advance payment?”
Has it already accumulated that much?
Well, people of this era are all like that, but many humans hate money leaving their pockets.
They’re not even saving money to invest, so I don’t know why they’re so bent on keeping it in their pockets.
There are tons of guys who rack up tabs even when they have money.
If you’re not investing it anyway, getting an advance payment discount makes money.
I wonder if any other outcasts besides me get advance payment discounts?
But Yu Sa-Yeon doesn’t accept the money.
“Please do me just one favor instead.”
“I’ll hear it out. If I don’t like it, forget it.”
“Heh, putting conditions first between us, I’m hurt?”
It smells fishy when this old ghost refuses money and asks for a favor.
Yu Sa-Yeon and I have a vertical superior-subordinate relationship.
Yu Sa-Yeon is a master and the owner of the Outcast Inn, the only space where outcasts can stay in this Sacheon.
I’m a second-rate piece of trash, and if she tells me to get out of the room and scram, I have no choice but to scram like a candle.
But she’s cautiously asking a favor to someone like me?
I’m already scared of what she’s trying to pull.
“Won’t you be a comrade-in-arms for me?”
Comrade-in-arms.
The word that triggers army trauma.
Sacheon outcasts handle work entirely differently from outcasts in other regions.
No, before even handling work, living as a Sacheon outcast is something ordinary outcasts cannot endure.
When a newbie joins, a senior who is used to living in Sacheon is assigned to teach them to monitor them so they don’t cause trouble and to help them adapt.
“I’ve already been a comrade-in-arms twice.”
“Eh~ every matter must be finished to be considered done. Hocheon, have you been an outcast for only a day or two?”
I stared at Yu Sa-Yeon for a moment.
Why are you doing this to me?
What do you want?
Regardless of my thoughts, Yu Sa-Yeon jumped up and down and said,
“One guy quit being an outcast, and one guy disappeared one day, so strictly speaking, that can’t be considered as being comrades-in-arms. Considering the merit of having taken care of two people, I’m pleading with you, but you’re rejecting me outright, so it’s very uncomfortable…”
“Gwan Myeong. That guy who was my mentee. Some bastard, no, some bitch subtly recommended him to a faction. I thought something fishy was going on, but he must have had great talent?”
Yu Sa-Yeon shut her mouth tight.
“As expected, it’s about Gyeong U-seon-jae, the guy who was my other mentee. It turns out he was a guy who had run away from some prestigious righteous faction in Jangan. Which bastard, no, which bitch knew the information of an outcast wearing a black hat and sold it to that faction?”
Yu Sa-Yeon avoided my gaze.
She also knew.
I wasn’t just saying it.
I had already confirmed who did it.
It had already been nearly 7 years since I had rolled as a Sacheon outcast.
I knew Yu Sa-Yeon, and Yu Sa-Yeon knew me.
“I don’t know who it was, but I worked hard to teach them, intending to raise them as Sacheon outcasts, but they totally betrayed me. Whoever it was that sold out those two, they must have made some money.”
Yu Sa-Yeon kept silent.
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