Chapter: 1272
He thought that this was the reason why Jin Geum-woo�s curiosity about Pyo-wol, whom Jin Geum-woo tried to rely on, grew.
They might have talked all night long, but Jin Siwoo had only heard stories about Jin Geum-woo, and nothing about Pyo-wol.
Jin Siwoo turned around, thinking that he should talk more with Pyo-wol later.
* * *
Pyo-wol looked at the warrior who groaned at his serious injuries.
A doctor came running to take care of him, because of his critical condition. The warrior had lost too much blood.
�Be patient.�
The doctor applied medicine to stop the bleeding and then tied a white cloth on the warrior�s wound. But it was not enough.�
Blood still continued to flow out, staining the white cloth red. Eventually, the warrior who had lost too much blood, died.
�Oh my god!�
The doctor slumped and sat down as he watched the warrior die in front of him even after treating him.�
No matter how familiar he is with death, the sight of a young warrior dying left a deep scar on the mind of the physician.�
�Those wicked Snow Sword Manor bastards! I will never forgive them!�
A friend of a dead warrior screamed, the veins on his neck sticking out and throbbing.
�Blood for blood, a life for a life��
�Blood for blood, a life for a life��
The nearby warriors responded to his call.
Their cries spread all over the Jin manor.
Pyo-wol silently watched as the madness spread.
Madness makes a person lose their own sanity.
The madness emitted by the group even erases their fear, making them reckless.
That�s how things are right now.
The people who gathered to help the Jin family were dominated by madness. They were all shouting that they should rush in and fight the Snow Sword Manor right away.
Madness, once erupted, does not subside easily.
Whether it be young or old warriors, they were all engulfed in madness.
Those few warriors who maintained their reason only looked at them with a worried expression.� They were unable to speak out.�
�Not only Runan, but the entire Henam might be swallowed up with this madness at this rate.�
Raised as an assassin, Pyo-wol was used to reading the flow.
The current atmosphere was not good.
These warriors were in too much of a hurry. JrNovels.com
They might have talked all night long, but Jin Siwoo had only heard stories about Jin Geum-woo, and nothing about Pyo-wol.
Jin Siwoo turned around, thinking that he should talk more with Pyo-wol later.
* * *
Pyo-wol looked at the warrior who groaned at his serious injuries.
A doctor came running to take care of him, because of his critical condition. The warrior had lost too much blood.
�Be patient.�
The doctor applied medicine to stop the bleeding and then tied a white cloth on the warrior�s wound. But it was not enough.�
Blood still continued to flow out, staining the white cloth red. Eventually, the warrior who had lost too much blood, died.
�Oh my god!�
The doctor slumped and sat down as he watched the warrior die in front of him even after treating him.�
No matter how familiar he is with death, the sight of a young warrior dying left a deep scar on the mind of the physician.�
�Those wicked Snow Sword Manor bastards! I will never forgive them!�
A friend of a dead warrior screamed, the veins on his neck sticking out and throbbing.
�Blood for blood, a life for a life��
�Blood for blood, a life for a life��
The nearby warriors responded to his call.
Their cries spread all over the Jin manor.
Pyo-wol silently watched as the madness spread.
Madness makes a person lose their own sanity.
The madness emitted by the group even erases their fear, making them reckless.
That�s how things are right now.
The people who gathered to help the Jin family were dominated by madness. They were all shouting that they should rush in and fight the Snow Sword Manor right away.
Madness, once erupted, does not subside easily.
Whether it be young or old warriors, they were all engulfed in madness.
Those few warriors who maintained their reason only looked at them with a worried expression.� They were unable to speak out.�
�Not only Runan, but the entire Henam might be swallowed up with this madness at this rate.�
Raised as an assassin, Pyo-wol was used to reading the flow.
The current atmosphere was not good.
These warriors were in too much of a hurry. JrNovels.com
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