In the shadows of Heukwoon Hall, an invisible battle was unfolding between two figures—one who sought to protect and one who sought to kill. Hajin-Woo, the silent guardian, and Mira-Kyung, the queen of assassins, were locked in a deadly game of wits. Though they had sensed each other's presence, neither had fully grasped the other's true identity or objective. Their movements remained concealed in the darkness, and neither knew what the other's next move would be.
Most of the people at Heukwoon Hall had no idea that such a covert struggle was taking place. On the surface, life continued as usual. However, beneath that façade, a silent tension loomed over Mi-Ryeong, who was at the center of this unseen conflict. Both Hajin-Woo and Mira-Kyung kept a close watch on her, each for their own reasons. Their eyes constantly lingered behind her, anticipating the other's moves and calculating their next steps.
Unaware of the looming danger, Mi-Ryeong focused on her responsibilities. Beyond her role as an instructor at Heukwoon Hall, she played a crucial part in deciphering the political climate of Murim. Through letters exchanged between Pungwolru and Hwanggeumhoe, she kept herself informed of the latest developments and analyzed them to determine Heukwoon Hall's future course.
Despite her unwavering diligence, two unseen forces hovered near her at all times. Hajin-Woo followed her every step, ensuring her safety from the shadows, while Mira-Kyung waited patiently for the perfect opportunity to strike. Though they had noticed each other's presence, neither had revealed their true nature or intent.
Meanwhile, Heukwoon Hall remained seemingly peaceful. Yet, beneath this tranquility, an unseen tension was mounting. Though no direct confrontation had occurred yet, as long as Hajin-Woo and Mira-Kyung remained in this silent standoff, a clash was inevitable. It was only a matter of time before the shadowed conflict erupted into the light.
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The Protector and the Assassin (Part 2)
One quiet evening, Mi-Ryeong stood alone in a secluded corner of Heukwoon Hall, lost in thought. She pondered the state of Murim and the future of Heukwoon Hall, completely unaware of the figure lurking in the darkness. Mira-Kyung had finally decided to make her move.
Like a ghost, she approached without a sound, her presence masked entirely. Mi-Ryeong, oblivious to the imminent threat, remained deep in her thoughts.
Just as Mira-Kyung was about to strike, Hajin-Woo intervened. As always, he had been watching over Mi-Ryeong, and he reacted just in time to intercept the first attack.
A fierce burst of energy erupted between the two as Hajin-Woo blocked the assassination attempt. He poured his strength into fending off Mira-Kyung, but her skills exceeded expectations. Attack was always easier than defense, and Mira-Kyung utilized her speed and agility to break through Hajin-Woo's guard.
Though Hajin-Woo threw himself forward to shield Mi-Ryeong, Mira-Kyung's dagger managed to slip past his defenses, hurtling toward Mi-Ryeong.
CLANG!
Just before the dagger could reach its target, a black sword streaked through the air. Heukwoon Sword.
Lee Do-Hyun had arrived.
His intervention was swift and precise, deflecting Mira-Kyung's blade and sending it clattering to the ground. Mi-Ryeong, realizing the danger she had narrowly escaped, instinctively stepped back in shock.
Mira-Kyung clicked her tongue in frustration. "Tsk, failure…" she muttered. She had underestimated the timing of Do-Hyun's arrival.
Realizing her cover had been blown, she shed the unnecessary outer layers of her disguise. What remained was a tightly fitted combat outfit, emphasizing her lean yet powerful frame. Her toned and battle-ready physique was on full display, revealing the deadly assassin beneath the veil of deception.
She untied the leather straps around her waist, retrieving an array of hidden daggers from within. Her cold, calculating gaze locked onto Lee Do-Hyun and Hajin-Woo.
"So, you showed up faster than I expected, Lee Do-Hyun," Mira-Kyung remarked, smirking. Though her lips curled into an easy smile, her eyes remained sharp with killing intent.
Lee Do-Hyun, gripping Heukwoon Sword firmly, met her gaze without hesitation. "If I let you escape tonight, there won't be a next time," he said coldly. "Anyone who threatens Mi-Ryeong will not be forgiven."
Hajin-Woo, having steadied his breathing, took his place at Do-Hyun's side. He, too, was well aware of Mira-Kyung's formidable skills. He knew this would not be an easy battle.
For the first time that night, the hidden conflict lurking in the shadows was brought to light. The battlefield was set.
Mira-Kyung, now fully prepared for combat, did not attempt to flee. She had made her decision—this was a fight she intended to finish.
The tension crackled in the air as the three warriors stared each other down, and Heukwoon Hall braced itself for another storm
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The Ambush and Salvation
Despite being outnumbered, Mira-Kyung stood unfazed. Her composure never wavered, her confidence unwavering.
Hajin-Woo stepped forward, gripping his short sword tightly as he lunged at Mira-Kyung. Their battle was blindingly fast, each move calculated to exploit the other's weaknesses. Neither could afford a single misstep.
Meanwhile, Lee Do-Hyun stood guard beside Mi-Ryeong, ensuring her safety while watching Mira-Kyung's every move. Though his priority was protecting Mi-Ryeong, he kept himself prepared to strike at any moment.
Mira-Kyung, ever the strategist, reached for a coiled leather strap at her waist. In a fluid motion, she snapped it like a whip, intercepting Hajin-Woo's attack. The whip-like movement disrupted his momentum, allowing her to maneuver away while keeping him at bay.
Then, in a swift motion, she retrieved multiple throwing daggers and sent them flying toward Mi-Ryeong and Do-Hyun.
Do-Hyun, reacting instantly, swung Heukwoon Sword to deflect the incoming blades.
Yet, as soon as the daggers were deflected, they suddenly changed direction mid-air, angling back toward their original targets.
Silk threads.
Thin, near-invisible wires had been attached to the daggers, allowing Mira-Kyung to control their trajectories at will.
"Damn… She's like a spider spinning her web," Do-Hyun muttered, eyes narrowing.
Mira-Kyung smirked at his realization. "Oh? You noticed? Then let's see if you can cut through my web."
Hajin-Woo, having deduced her technique, attempted to sever the silk threads, but the reinforced wires proved far stronger than anticipated. Mira-Kyung was not merely a skilled assassin—she was a master of strategy and psychological warfare. Every move she made was calculated to disrupt and dominate the battlefield.
Her composure and control over the situation gave her the upper hand. The two warriors, despite their prowess, found themselves caught in Mira-Kyung's intricate web of deception and precision.
Do-Hyun and Hajin-Woo exchanged a glance. They needed to find the source of her control and break her rhythm. Otherwise, they risked being completely overwhelmed.
Mira-Kyung remained calm, watching them struggle as she toyed with her blades.
She knew she had them exactly where she wanted them.
The night was far from over, and Heukwoon Hall would soon learn the full extent of the Queen of Assassins' power.