A bandit at the forefront of the group opened the door of the log cabin, which had an entrance wide enough for only two or three people to pass through. Beyond the entrance, a man with a silver dagger greeted them: “Come on, come here.” 

The man was relaxed. He had enough room to taunt the bandits with his fingers.

“Kill him!” This shout came from somewhere amidst the bandits.

Then the bandits at the front passed through the door and entered the house. The man was still twirling the dagger around in his hand. The doorway was narrow, but the interior of the house was quite spacious. There was nothing that would get in the way of swinging weapons. If anything were to said to be in the way, then that would be the bandits. The bandits rushed toward the man they judged as an easy target to some extent. 

This was the beginning of a full-fledged battle. The man, Hyeonu, lightly inserted the dagger into the shoulder of the bandit who ran in first. Then he twisted the blade, pushing it further inside the mountain bandit before pulling it out.

“Kuaack!” The bandit collapsed with a pained scream as blood poured like a fountain from his...