Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 125

Episode 125 Even if you fall into a swamp, you can still breathe (4)

“Confucius?”

“why.”

“Oh, you are in front. “Is the road wide?”

“yes.”

“But why is it so dark in here?”

“Because it was made that way.”

“That’s right… ah! Mr. Yama! “Don’t step on my toes!”

“I’m sorry.”

“No shit, why is this road so dark? Even if you use your strength, it’s still blurry, right? What about the air flow…”

“There’s nothing to worry about.”

“I want to do that too, but what can I do if I can’t see anything?”

“If you can’t see, rely on your ears, if you can’t hear, use your nose. If you can’t smell, rely on your sense of touch. “Why are your senses so dull when you’ve grown so much?”

“It should be easier said than done. “I’m not the type to delicately caress things because I’m careful to just destroy them and take them out.”

“It’s too sloppy to be an excuse for neglecting training, isn’t it?”

“I’m sure Mr. Ma is the same. Isn’t that right Mr. Ma? “You stepped on my foot earlier.”

“….”

“Kill.”

Although they exchanged words as if they were joking, the two were actually surprised.

As the saying goes, just because you can’t see doesn’t mean you haven’t trained your eyes so poorly that you can’t even walk properly. However, the two of them had no idea how to walk this path.

If it weren’t for Seoryang walking ahead, I would have definitely gotten lost. Since I don’t know if there is only one road or two, there is a possibility that I will be trapped for the rest of my life.

‘Of course.’

The dark scent hall installed at the entrance of the cave severely reduces the senses of those who enter the cave.

It was not a Jin that could be overcome with the presence or absence of internal strength or level of enlightenment. Even people with excellent six senses cannot easily penetrate it unless they have the super senses possessed by Xiliang.

“It’s all there now.”

“It’s too long.”

“It’s not that long. “I can only walk halfway now.”

“yes?! “It looks like I almost walked away.”

That too was the influence of Amhyangjin. As the sensory error is amplified, the gap in time is felt greatly.

“How on earth did you know about this place?”

Xu Liang did not answer.

After a moment, click! A voice rang out.

Kugoogung!

The sound of stones scraping against each other was quite heavy. The two people closed their eyes tightly as the light leaked out little by little.

“They’re all here.”

Seoryang calmly entered the stone gate.

The two also opened their eyes.

“…!!”

Wei Hongryeon could not close her mouth. Although it was better than Wi Hongryeon, Ma Dong-pil was also surprised.

“What the hell is this place?!”

There were over 50 Yamyeongju pinned to the ceiling alone.

That wasn’t all. Inside the rectangular cave, there were dozens of bookshelves, twenty small shelves, and five wooden barrels larger than a human body.

Grumble.

The water trickling down from the ceiling was very clear at first glance. For some reason, the small pool with a thin stream of water was constantly lapping instead of overflowing.

A sorrowful look appeared on Seo-ryang’s face.

‘It’s been a while.’

The secret residence of Hyeongsan Sohyanggok, the largest safe house in the Honam region, was a well-built safe house that was ranked among the top ten.

A vast amount of medical books and elixirs, as well as three or four bags of new recruits, are stored there. Thanks to moisture absorbing columns embedded here and there, appropriate humidity is always maintained, making it ideal for storing things.

Thanks to the clear pool, there is no need to worry about drinking water, and thanks to the Byeokgokdan (???) piled up in wooden barrels, the food problem is also solved.

It’s not a comfortable environment, but it’s a place where you can live for several years if you want to.

Slurp.

As I swept the wall, some stone dust fell.

Considering the amount of water falling, the stone dust should not have splashed. The victim still seemed to be functioning properly.

Seo-ryang, holding the stone dust in his hand, clenched his fist.

‘There’s nothing else for me to take from here. But…’

He glanced at the two people.

“Wow! “What is here?!”

“oh my god.”

“Is that really top-notch!”

“It’s like a medical book.”

“shit.”

“More than that, the environment here itself is amazing….”

“Aaaah! Look at that Yamyeongju! “Even if I sell just one, I’ll get 2,000 nyang!”

The two continued to exclaim exclamations. Although he belonged to the Church of the Heavenly Demon, which the world called a den of devils, his surprised face was more lively than that of any other person.

Wei Hongryeon, who was surprised for a while, soon looked at Seoliang with distrustful eyes.

A look of discomfort appeared on Seo-ryang’s face.

“Why do you look at me like that?”

“How on earth did you know about this place?”

“I just knew.”

“That can’t be possible, right? Just by looking at it, you can see that it was made with a lot of effort. “Even when the assassins go to their home, they don’t decorate it in such a grand way.”

…I almost flinched for no reason.

“That thing in that wooden barrel is Byeokgokdan, right?”

“yes.”

“With that amount in one container… it’s enough to last me for five years.”

“You have a good sense of vision.”

Wei Hongryeon stuck out her tongue.

“What kind of cautious person created a place like this? If what was on that bookshelf were non-medical books and not medical books, there would literally be no reason why! Of course, it’s amazing even now.”

“It’s a coincidence…”

Seoryang’s eyes deepened.

“It’s not an opportunity, it’s just a place of refuge.”

“A place of refuge? “Isn’t this a place for future generations created by masters of previous generations?”

If that were the case, why would they have medical books available?

Although he was well-versed in medicine, he was not considered a renowned doctor. Those books were famous books that were hard to find even in the famous Uibang.

At least for Salsu, it could be said to be a treasure more precious than a martial arts grade.

Ma Dong-pil asked quietly.

“Is this a safe house where our school’s leaders can come and go?”

“That’s roughly it.”

Although it seemed like a roundabout way, the two people nodded.

The Heavenly Demon Church has many enemies. It’s quiet right now, but if a battle breaks out in the midfield, a situation will arise that requires urgent action.

Usually, problems can be resolved by going to a nearby branch, but if that is not possible, a separate shelter will be needed. The two people thought so.

It was truly a complete misunderstanding.

Either way, Seoryang was immersed in memories.

‘You really worked hard.’

Half of the safe houses spread throughout the central plains were built by Uicheonmaeng, but half were built by him. Even now, tears come to my eyes when I think of the effort put into creating these safe houses.

After countless years of assassination, he killed important people and stole some of their treasures. Most of the treasures were brought to the safe house.

You may ask why he was treated like that when he was the best assassin in the world, but for Seoryang, his life depended on it. In fact, even with his good skills, he came close to death dozens of times.

‘As expected, people must be well prepared.’

I never thought I would use it this way.

“Confucius.”

“ok?”

Wei Hongryun swallowed his saliva.

She went behind the bookshelf and took out a sword. Although a dirty cloth was wrapped around it, the divine energy latent within it was not hidden.

“What is this?”

I had no doubt that it was a refuge created by Protestantism, but I thought they were touching it carelessly.

Seo-ryang spoke as if passing by.

“Wolyeongshingeom (????).”

“Ugh! “This is the legendary Wolyeongshingeom?”

“uh.”

Wolyeongshingeom was the favorite weapon of Geomjon, who was considered one of the three greatest swordsmen in the world a hundred years ago.

There were many masters called Geomzon in the martial arts world, but the reason Geomzon from a hundred years ago was famous was because he was a Ronin. He was a man of great standing who, without any reason or intention, struck with his body and was said to be the strongest swordsman.

“I can’t believe I get to see Wolyeong Shingeom in my lifetime….”

“It’s a new sword, but when you actually look at it, it’s nothing special. Dongpil’s Mukwanggeom would be 10,000 times better, right?”

“Still!”

“Leave it right there. “Because it’s not a sword suitable for you.”

Wei Hongryeon placed the sword behind the bookshelf with a regretful expression. As Seoryang said, Wolyeongshingeom was too delicate for her, who used a straight and destructive strong sword.

“uh? “Then what about this?”

As she looked around with regret, she took out another sword.

Xu Liang spoke without even looking.

“It’s the Blue Sky Sword.”

“Wow.”

“What are you talking about?” “It’s a lower-level sword than Wolyeongshingeom.”

“The sword may be like that, but the person who wielded it is as famous as Geomjon.”

There was an absurdity in those words too. Master Myeonggeom Daehyeop (????) was clearly a transcendent expert, but he was nothing compared to Geomjon.

However, as a non-military person, he was one of the most famous people in the martial arts world. The reason is that the good deeds he did after going to Gangho were remarkable.

“You’re a member of a Protestant religion, but you admire someone from a political faction?”

“Can’t I admire it? Actually, it’s true. “It’s not easy for a person to live for others like that.”

Seoliang snorted.

“It’s a shame to live for others. “He was human trash that could easily be described as ‘completely nothing’, even if he didn’t know anything about it.”

“yes?”

“Thousands of families have been ruined because of him. “He was a murderer who remembered people he didn’t like and cut them into pieces without anyone knowing, and he was the worst kind of crazy person who enjoyed raping women as if they were eating food and burning children alive to death.”

“…!”

“The kids’ screams were so thrilling or something.”

Wi Hongryeon and Ma Dongpil opened their mouths.

“Is that really true?”

“That’s right. In some ways, he is truly an admirable guy. It’s not easy to hide your true nature for decades. “He did that difficult thing.”

Wei Hongryun frowned and threw the Blue Heaven Sword to the ground.

Xu Liang frowned.

“What are you doing?”

“I feel bad for no reason. “I never imagined he would be such a crazy person.”

“You hear a lot of people say you’re crazy too, right? “What’s new?”

“Don’t compare me to that guy!”

“Okay, so pick it up. “The one who holds the sword and swings it is the one to kill, so what’s wrong with the sword?”

“Tsk.”

Grumbling, she picked up the sword, roughly tied up the disheveled cloth, and put it back in its original place.

“When I think about it, I feel really pitiful.”

“who?”

“King Sal.”

For a moment, Seo-ryang’s eyes deepened.

“why?”

“You got criticized for your arrogance for assassinating the Great Sword Master. “It turns out that he was a charlatan who made a decision to save the country for the sake of the world.”

“….”

“Well, even if you’re not a great swordsman, you killed a lot of people, so even if you get criticized, it’s worth it.”

When the mission fails, it is Gwangmadae’s duty not to leave even a single bastard raised by the enemy alive. At least she had no right to criticize King Sal.

But Seo-ryang thought what she said was right.

‘Even if I get scolded, it’s worth it.’

In the past, I thought I just did what I was told. I even tried masturbating because it was an unavoidable situation.

These are all pointless excuses.

There is room for extenuating circumstances, but the sin he committed does not disappear. He killed a lot of trash like Myeonggeom Daehyeop, but he also assassinated innocent people.

Since the Cheongcheon Sword is without sin, is he, who was just a sword, also without sin?

no. He had one great sin.

The crime of not trying to take control of one’s own life even if it meant risking one’s life.

‘I risked my life, but my decision was half-hearted. If I had made the right decision, I might not have died then.’

Yes, that’s right.

Now that I have realized what I want, I am like a turtle who is much slower than others. Just a child with an old soul.

“…So, even if I can’t live a good life, at least I’m trying to live a decent life.”

“yes?”

Xiliang picked up one of the best elixirs on the shelf. Originally, it was an elixir he was planning to take to restore his martial arts skills.

He sat down on a moderately high rock.

“We Hongryeon.”

Suddenly my name is called.

There were times when he was called Wi Daeju or Gwangma Daeju, but he was never called by his first name like this.

Did you read the seriousness that comes from that small change?

Wei Hongryun’s flushed face also hardened slightly.

“Say yes.”

“I won’t talk much.”

“….”

“You become mine.”