Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 111

Episode 111 Breaking Shell (1)

“Do you eat it as soon as you wake up, or do you continue to eat it without going to sleep?”

Despite Ho Yo-seong’s cute question, Lee Cheon-sang did not answer.

‘You look a little different than usual.’

Lee Cheon-sang, who doesn’t even eat food or snacks, set up a drinking table that looked quite like a drinking table today.

The change in appearance was also significant. Unlike usual, where the front part was brightly exposed, the attire was very neat. The dragon robe that was roughly draped over the shoulder was also worn properly.

The majesty of a great mountain and the elevation of a mountain reaching the sky are conveyed at the same time. Even though he was eight feet tall, he did not look dull at all and instead boasted a presence that filled the space.

I wonder if the appearance of the emperor who swept over the kingdoms of the ancient continent and established a great empire would be like this.

Hu Yaocheng felt dazzled by Li Tianxiang’s noble appearance.

Ho Yo-seong, who was looking at Lee Cheon-sang quietly, said cheerfully.

“Would you like a drink for me too?”

“This way.”

Lee Cheon-sang fills the empty glass next to him.

Hu Yaosheng lowered his head and emptied his glass.

“What are you doing today?”

Lee Cheon-sang nodded.

“A guest has decided to come.”

“Are you a guest?”

I can’t believe the word ‘guest’ comes out of the mouth of the heavenly Lee Cheon-sang.

“Who are you?”

Unable to contain his curiosity, Hu Yaosheng asked honestly.

Lee Cheon-sang filled his glass again and spoke casually.

“Secret palace lord.”

“…!”

There was a look of surprise on Hu Yaosheng’s face.

Except for Lee Cheon-sang and a few demons from the previous generation, there were only two people who knew the identity of the Queen Mother. And Ho Yo-seong, the general of Protestantism, could only be one of those two people.

“The Queen Mother… you mean directly?”

“That’s right.”

“What kind of change of heart is it?”

“He asked me to meet him. “I told you to come.”

“…You are truly amazing.”

Lee Cheon-sang is, without a doubt, the master of Protestantism.

However, there is one person that even such a religious leader cannot treat carelessly.

That is the Queen Mother. Except in special cases, no religious leader in the past has ever called the Queen Mother the Demon God Palace.

Even the Seven Great Heavenly Demons, who were evaluated as the best in many aspects, including military rule, respected the queen.

It was not as if the martial arts skills of the Big Palace were superior to that of the religious leader, nor did they possess any means to keep the religious leader in check. Nevertheless, Bigungju was in a position that deserved respect.

If the sect leader is in the sunny area, the bigungju is in the shade area. The two are inseparable.

“Why did the Queen Mother ask to see the religious leader?”

“well.”

“Don’t you know?”

“I’m not curious.”

Hu Yaoseong thought that this was truly a worthy answer. It’s not that he has any ill feelings toward the queen, it’s that he really doesn’t care one bit.

Ho Yo-seong asked as if it were fun.

“And what are you going to do if the Queen Mother gets angry?”

“Whether she’s angry or sad, that’s her freedom.”

“That’s true.”

“However, it will be her responsibility to bear the consequences of behaving indecently in front of me.”

Hu Yaosheng felt an eerie feeling for a moment.

Just as he doesn’t wonder why he asked to see him, he doesn’t care what the queen does.

However, if the Queen Mother offends her, Lee Cheon-sang will take her down without a word.

‘As expected, he’s a scary person.’

The reason the religious leader respects the queen princess is because of symbolism. But to Lee Cheon-sang, that meant nothing.

Because they are already the Church of the Heavenly Demon itself.

“If the Queen Mother hears this, she will be upset.”

“is it.”

He still says he doesn’t have the slightest interest.

Hu Yaosheng chuckled.

“Shall we bring up a topic that might interest the leader?”

“….”

“After about two days, the Three Dukes will leave the church.”

Interest arose in Lee Cheon-sang’s previously indifferent eyes.

Hu Yaosheng couldn’t help but complain.

‘I’m sure the Queen will be even more upset if she sees this, Master.’

You may say that it is also her freedom to be upset if she shares those thoughts.

“The light horse unit was dispatched as a guard unit.”

“That’s right. Although there was a shortage of workers, in a way, it was perfect for this job.

You know, right? What kind of unit is the Gwangmadae? “Any dispute will be quelled just by the reputation of the Gwangmadae.”

Although it has been hit a bit recently, the Gwangmadae was, in name and reality, the worst unit of the Heavenly Demon Church.

The leaders were well aware of how scary the light horse squadron was at the actual mission site.

Lee Cheon-sang smiled as if he could not be seen.

“You made a good combination.”

“Isn’t that right?”

“Perhaps the moment will come when Gwangmadae will have to stop the third child.”

Anyone else would have wondered what this meant. However, Hu Yao-seong silently agreed.

Lee Cheon-sang asked after emptying his glass.

“Did you see it too?”

“I don’t know if I saw it, but I felt like I knew it a little bit.”

“How did you see it?”

“…I do not know. “So I think it’s dangerous.”

A conversation whose meaning is unknown.

Lee Cheon-sang nodded.

“Jeoksa will not leave this guy alone.”

“I think so.”

Hong Wi-moon, the eldest son of the family, was ruined, and the daughter, Hong Yeo-rin, was also humiliated.

Hong Wi-moon still remained in Shinkyo and receiving treatment, but Hong Yeo-rin returned with her family as soon as the Pasun Festival was over under the pretext of a vacation.

He was probably grinding his teeth hard right now.

Now that it has been announced that the Three Dukes have been appointed as special inspectors, they will not miss the opportunity and will try to completely destroy Seoliang.

Of course, we will calculate the extent of Lee Cheon-sang’s intervention.

“Master.”

“Say it.”

“What would you do if… the Three Dukes were attacked by them?”

Lee Cheon-sang poured himself a glass as if there was no problem at all.

“The fact that you killed the cult leader’s disciple is a good justification for handling various matters.”

Hu Yaosheng thought. It’s even more scary that the person who considers justification the most insignificant in the entire martial arts world would say something like that.

“But I don’t think the third one will suffer.”

“You believe in the Three Dukes.”

Lee Cheon-sang did not answer for a moment.

This wasn’t a question of trust. Perhaps Hu Yaosheng also knows that.

Nevertheless, there was one reason for asking this question.

“A third person was also brought into the Panma Pavilion that you also went into.”

“Yes, I heard.”

“We found out a lot about the third, but we didn’t find out everything.”

Hu Yaosheng’s eyes wavered. It is said that Lee Cheon-sang, who seems to be able to see through the law of all things, has not yet fully seen the true nature of a young man who is not even 30 years old.

“There’s something about him that I don’t know. “I’m not blind enough to trust someone I can’t see clearly.”

“….”

“I hope this inspection will reveal something he’s been hiding.”

Ho Yo-seong, who was looking at Lee Cheon-sang, suddenly asked.

“Do you believe me, leader?”

“I believe it.”

This was the first time I knew that receiving someone’s trust was such a pleasant yet scary thing.

“Is there anything else left to report?”

“no.”

Lee Cheon-sang raised his head and looked at the door.

“A guest has arrived. “Let’s go now.”

Kugoogung!

The gates of Daejeon were opened.

* * *

“Confucius. “We are ready.”

“okay.”

Cherry blossom swallowed.

The sight of Seoryang wearing a red long robe instead of the white one he usually wore over his black military uniform was subtly intimidating.

The chilya sword worn on the right side of the belt, the yuseong twin swords draped across the waist, and the yongrin sword worn diagonally on the back gave off great power.

On his left shoulder, he also wore an epaulet with five characters engraved in golden thread: ‘New Church Inspector General (?????)’.

The roughly loose hair and dark, dark clothing completely erased Seoryang’s usual rather light atmosphere.

Is that why? Geumho, sitting at Seoryang’s feet, didn’t look as cute as usual.

Unknown tension. Blurry eyes that are different from usual.

Aenghwa found it difficult to dare to tell Seoryang to have a nice trip.

Xiliang looked at the window.

‘The air is cold.’

The cold air of dawn, which usually gave me a pleasant coolness, only felt cold today.

‘Will I ever be able to feel this air again?’

Xu Liang closed his eyes.

My pounding heart still did not calm down. It was a completely different feeling of tension than when I went out with Hwanheewon’s convoy the other day.

‘…Goes.’

In Jeoksaga, you will never be left alone. Since he is the cult leader’s disciple, he won’t be easy to touch, but he won’t just ignore it either.

‘There aren’t many chances. If possible, I have to finish the work at Jeoksa Temple.’

And the work will be filled with death so elaborate that even the world’s top experts will have difficulty recognizing it.

Seo-ryang looked around.

A familiar air filled the dark room. It felt familiar as it was the room I had been staying in for the past several months.

‘It makes me sad to think that I’m really leaving.’

After looking around the room for a while, his eyes suddenly turned to the cherry blossoms.

The cherry blossom bowed its head. For some reason, I didn’t have the confidence to face Confucius.

Xu Liang smiled.

“It was a lot of work preparing this and that from early in the morning.”

“No, Confucius. “Of course it’s something that needs to be done.”

“no. Although I haven’t said anything in a while, I am grateful to you every day. “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to live comfortably until now.”

Aenghwa felt something stirring. His sincerity, which felt even stronger because it was different from his usual sincerity, shook her emotions.

Xu Liang handed her the two books he had placed on the table.

“receive.”

“yes?”

“Take it.”

Cherry blossoms suddenly received the booklet.

“Open it.”

As Confucius said, I opened the book and my eyes were filled with letters annotated in detail.

“This is…”

“You seem to have quite a bit of talent, but it’s hard to say you’re an outstanding martial artist. Instead, my long-term strength is consistency and sincerity that others do not have.”

“Confucius?”

“The Neigongsim method you are learning is stable, but not outstanding. That’s why I prepared it.

“It is not a martial art that is considered to be the best at our school, but it is a martial art that can be called top-notch anywhere.”

“Mu Martial Arts?”

“If I had time, I would have looked at it in person… I added annotations to make it easier to read, but I don’t know how it works.”

Moisture slowly built up in Cherry Blossom’s eyes.

Seoliang must have put a lot of thought into making separate annotations for the two martial arts. Because I knew that, the emotion that came to me was great.

But what touched her emotions more than that was the ominous feeling.

Feeling anxious that Confucius would somehow disappear like this and never come back, she grabbed Seo-ryang’s sleeve and shook him.

It was an action that I would not normally dare to think about.

“Confucius. Do not go.”

“….”

“Can’t you hand the mission over to someone else?”

Xiliang smiled bitterly.

Emotions that cannot be understood through logic. Aenghwa seemed to know that he had decided to leave.

Because the atmosphere is different from the previous time of expulsion.

“Don’t starve just because there’s no one to prepare for you.”

“….”

“Goes.”

Even if we talk about it in detail, it will only be difficult for both of us. Seo-ryang calmly went out to visit.

Ma Dong-pil, wearing a black military uniform, was waiting in the training hall.

“let’s go.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

At that time, Cherry blossoms shouted from behind.

“Confucius! Please come back safely!”

Xiliang paused.

But for a moment he walked away indifferently.

Eventually, when the gate opened, I saw seven carriages and about a hundred demons in battle gear lined up with their fierce eyes shining.

Wei Hongryeon, who was in the lead, knelt down.

thud!

“Invincible Christianity! Manmaangbok! “Meeting the special inspector, acting external inspection!”

Soon, all members of this group of Gwangmadae knelt down.

“Meet the special inspector!”

Seo-ryang, who was looking around at them with an expressionless face, nodded.

“let’s go.”

“Jonmyeong!”

Starting with Seoliang, all the horsemen got into the carriage.

Just like that, seven carriages left Shingyo. The early morning sky, which was still dark, did not look like it would get much brighter even when morning came.