Eighteen years later ...
The 'chum' bistro was already bustling, so early in the day, when it wasn't even tea time yet. At the head of the thread, a young girl dressed in a black kimono under a beautiful flowered translucent tunic. She also carried a gold-sheathed katana with dragon scale curves. This case attracted all eyes, a thousand lusts than that; or rather the one because it was confusing, who was holding it so drunk and seemingly helpless didn't even notice it. From her emanated no noudo and she did not seem to know how to beat, a sheep in the middle in wolves, one would say. However, no one dared to approach this katana because it could have a fuet appearance but the reputation of a warrior preceded it well. Since his arrival in Boryeom, the echoes of this samurai spread across the lands. One of them said that alone, this samurai had stood up against a battalion of the Imperial Army.
Now, everyone knew it, and everyone hated Cea here, but when it came to enjoying her quest winnings, she was entitled to unfailing friendship and a beautiful smile. She had praise and praise. But, for all that, some could not turn a blind eye to this katana. In one corner, So Ho and his companions, dangerous criminals with bounties on their heads, dreamed only of him. They had been watching their prey for weeks, Cea spent more time drunk than sober so she was an easy target. Rumors said that she would soon leave the capital to continue her solitary wandering beyond the lands, so today was their last lucky day.
While Céa was dancing in the arms of a magnificent young lady; Sumei, a good friend who was also hosting her, she was stopped by a gigantic man. His face was disfigured with a gash from one eye to the neck, his lips hardened with alcohol, and his hideous eyes bloodshot. Sumei took fright when she saw this mastodon in front of her, she took refuge behind her valiant knight. Cea looked more or less that way, even though Sumei knew she was a girl, Cea was as good at protecting her as a warrior. She emanated an aura of little threat, even harmless with her jerky gait and her lost gaze, but in combat there were no two like her. Sumei had already seen him in action, she felt safe.
For a moment, Cea remained planted in front of the naked, hairy and imposing chest of this man. She looked up, seeing that muscular, misshapen face, Cea couldn't hold her face; she grimaced in disgust, before quickly cracking a forced smile.
– What, am I making you laugh, my little one? Son Ho asked, searching for his reaction.
Cea dutifully shook her head. So Ho frowned, it couldn't end like this or he wouldn't be able to justify the riot he wanted to create. Indeed, this method was specific to this gang of criminals. They spotted their prey, sowed disorder around it and when chaos was widespread, they took advantage of it to steal everything in their path. The target was that katana, they were willing to kill to get it. According to some villagers, it came from the land of the Rising Sun, everything from there sold for gold and if they managed to defeat the warrior who possessed it, it would sell for double. So Ho thought the booze would stir up her anger faster, but Cea was still all solf.
– So, adds So Ho pushing her, why are you laughing?
Cea bumped against a table and made the jars fall on it, the noise silenced the music and the revelers. Cea changed her mind for a moment, they had just abused her for no reason, and she had also been in pain. The girl in hanbok accompanying her ran to his aid, but when she heard the man's heavy footsteps coming towards them, Sumei ran away.
– So, we laugh less, right?
But he was interrupted by a smirk emanating from her, she was almost dying of laughter. At that moment, So Ho masked his joy because that was enough to make this room implode. The brigand pulled Cea by the top of his tunic, but with a fluid movement and dazzling speed, Cea defied the hold and sat down on the nearby table.
– You filthy little...
– My friend, let's see why you want to spoil the beautiful atmosphere in these places? Cea asked him ironically.
So Ho remains frozen for a moment, the blow that the weakling had given him to get rid of had been more devastating than in appearance. Her wrist was on fire, it hurt horribly and the pain was oddly increasing. The colossus thus refrained from showing his suffering, but this fed even more his rage and his anger in the face of this insect which wore a cheerful face. A laugh escaped So Ho before he swung his huge arm to send it right in Cea's face. But there again, Céa avoided him, with feline flexibility.
– Apparently, you're a little funny you! I'm going to have a blast destroying your little smile, he exclaimed, jumping on her, fist outstretched.
For a moment, So Ho was glad that her blow had hit her, but before her eyes, Cea dodged for a split second, almost as if she had teleported away.
" I see, he must be a mage or a buddhist that's why though... I don't feel any noudo, by the gangsinsul of the weapon, coming from him." thinks So Ho.
- Well ! Cea said, now beside him, massaging his arm admirably. It's just fat, I'm disappointed. But hey, it was obvious, that's why you're so slow, your bones are at least seventy years old!
All the customers held their breath, amazed. So Ho had never been humiliated so much, moreover by a mere human. He gritted his teeth and growled angrily, like a bear, and turned to give her a blow with the clothesline but Cea ducked down and let the blow pass. She took two steps back, her arms crossed. The samurai thought he was off the hook because she had already identified all of her opponent's weak points, but when she stepped back, she bumped into a wall of hairy, sweaty muscle. Cea turned around slowly, and confronted two men just as imposing as the other. It was probably his henchmen, they looked about the same.
Cea understood then that she was in the middle of a pan watch, in short in a big mess. They probably wanted what everyone longed for, that golden-sheathed katana. Very quickly, Cea reanalyzed the situation.
"Well, they are powerful but they are just humans. They all have weak gangsinsul guns, what bad thieves. They are not able to eliminate even a simple magician with such a level of gangsinsul, let's not even talk about their noudo, kids would do better. However, that doesn't take away the fact that they can break my ribs or my arm if one of their blows lands on me. In this case, I must use drastic measures!" thinks Cea.
– Hey! Do you fight or would you rather we give the first blow, said one of the guys, in his hoarse voice.
Cea shook her head to come down to earth, these enemies were looking at her with killer eyes. She gave a nervous smile, then turned to the crowd.
– Good ! Dear companions, we have had a very interesting day, but it is time for me... To say goodbye to you! Goodbye !
At this moment, Cea quickly spun around; wanting to take advantage of the surprise effect to reach one of his opponents, to guarantee a breach and flee with Sumei if possible. His blow managed to hit his enemy, but it did not crumble as expected. Cea's fist remained planted in his cheek, his head to the side. The brigand turned it, sadistic outburst on his lips. Cea answered too, but his was pleading. He flexed his fist and threw it in his direction, but the samurai narrowly managed to oust him. Unfortunately, the waiter who was passing by, didn't have the flexibility that Cea did and got hit in the face and ran aground against a table; thus pouring over several jars of brandy barely started. They all shattered on the floor, although they belonged to a customer who was very cautious about his good drink. He got up and jumped on the waiter, he hit him and my waiter also decided to take revenge, his the one who had given the first blow. They bumped into several tables as they passed; tables where customers resented the sight of their wasted drink and money. The disorder was born very quickly, Cea hid on the ground. She huffed.
– General barrage! yelled an old man without teeth, who was quickly carried away by this destructive wave.
Everyone clashed, fought; the women were hiding behind the inclined tables and in the corners, it was the most total rout. Jars of alcohol were flying, swearing as well as blows. Meanwhile, the old owner; already accustomed to this kind of scene in his old establishment, quietly polishing his glasses. In fact, he was simply waiting for everyone to be dead or for the Imperial Guard to arrive as often in his bar.
"These young people... They have a strange way of taking advantage of their ardor," he said.
The more the chaos rose, the more suitors to seize Cea's katana increased, she defended him tooth, nails and blows. She brushed aside anyone who got too close, while trying to force her way out. His main opponent, So Ho, never expected so much resistance from such a frail creature. Since they were fighting, Son Ho could count the blows given to his opponent, but Cea was moving and kicking so fast that he couldn't count his attacks. She was tireless, she hopped like a cheetah and moved at a similar speed.
"I have to admit," Cea said, wiping the blood from the corner of her lips, "you're pretty tough for a mere human, but...
Suddenly, the sound of a caper interrupted him. From the window, Cea saw the procession past, she saw her way out.
Bingo!