Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 8

Episode 8. Facing the Gyoju (3)

It is called Seongyeong (??) or Mureungdowon (????), referring to a place with a nice view and a cozy place. It meant that it was as beautiful as the world where immortals live.

But it was clear that this place was truly a paradise.

Tweet.

Small, pretty birds sat on the tree and sang.

Sabagsabag.

Deer with shiny, shiny fur were leisurely grazing the grass. Even though he felt like he was popular, he didn’t care at all.

Slurp.

A stream flowed on one side, and the sky was clear without a single cloud.

The flower petals danced among themselves in the wind. The warm wind blowing was filled with the scent of spring, and on one side, a lilyflower was in full bloom.

‘Wow…’

What is this?

It’s obviously winter now. Because it was a regional area, it may have been warmer than the north, but it was basically very cold.

But it’s spring here, right?

‘what? ‘Am I dreaming now?’

Cheon Ha-jin raised his hands and pulled his cheeks to both sides with a blank expression.

sick.

‘It’s not a dream?’

At that moment, Cheon Ha-jin’s eyes sparkled.

‘Fantasy Jin (Fantasy Jin)?!’

The method of causing hallucinations by deceiving a person’s five senses is called a phantom illusion.

Since the season is winter, this scene makes no sense. Didn’t he even come inside the building instead of outside?

If so, this must be an area with a fantasy formation.

But…

‘Why are there all these really similar strategies?’

In order to be good at spraying water, you must have a certain degree of expertise in the method of casting.

Moreover, in order to hear the sound of Salsujiwang, one must acquire almost expert level knowledge of Jinbeop.

The level of the fantasy camp here was so high that even such a world class camp was difficult to overcome.

Although it is impossible to jump to conclusions, it would not be unreasonable to say that it was a top-class attack method.

‘Well, anyway, it’s good.’

After retiring from Gangho, I wanted to build a big house and live in a place like this. This was exactly the ideal home site I had dreamed of in my imagination.

It was time for him to open his mouth and look around.

“This way.”

Wow, I’m surprised!

Cheon Ha-jin turned his head to where the voice was heard.

“…!”

A large sperm was caught in his field of vision.

It was a pavilion that did not exist until a little while ago. If there was such a large and antique pavilion, there was no way I wouldn’t have known about it.

And there, a man wearing a dragon robe was sitting with his back turned.

Kuuk.

My fingers curled up and my fists clenched.

Cheon Ha-jin, who looked at the man’s back for a moment, slowly walked away.

Jump and jump.

Walking carefully and cautiously, step by step.

Then something surprising happened.

Slurp.

Where he took a step, the grass grew up to his shins, but as soon as he took his step, it withered and crumbled.

When I took a step again, other grasses came up, and when I took a step back, they withered and died.

Life is contained in one step, and death permeates in two steps. However, Cheon Ha-jin, who was walking while looking at the man’s back, did not notice it.

Cheon Ha-jin walks as if possessed by something.

The eyes of the man who lowered his head and brought the glass to his mouth sparkled.

‘Life or death?’

He slowly put down his glass and looked around.

The atmosphere of a peaceful fairyland gradually invades his world, which was at the edge of a cliff.

‘…Interesting.’

How much time has passed like that?

flinch!

Before he knew it, Cheon Ha-jin had reached the stairs opposite the pavilion and his feet came to a shaky stop.

I felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort.

‘huh?’

Cheon Ha-jin hurriedly looked around.

The world was the same as before. The wildflowers were in full bloom, and deer and birds were playing peacefully.

‘I definitely felt something strange?’

flinch!

At that moment, a sharp pain of unknown origin went up my spine and all the way to the back of my neck.

‘….’

Cheon Ha-jin was startled and massaged his neck.

It felt like I had been stung by a bee. Thanks to that sharp pain, I came to my senses.

‘What can I say… I don’t know why…’

A strong light appeared in his hazy eyes.

‘It’s dangerous here.’

The mind and body are ultimately one.

Hogang, who had never felt at ease even for a single day, but had never felt at ease in his life, made his mind and body flexible for three months.

However, the instinct to kill, which had been honed throughout his life, was not going to disappear in just three months.

The instinctive cry that I had cried out countless times until now reawakened in an environment I had never encountered before.

And I told you. That this place is not safe.

Knowing with your head and ‘understanding’ deeply in your heart are completely different.

Only now did Cheon Ha-jin clearly realize that this was a truly dangerous place.

How dangerous is this place?

‘Enough to suppress even the sixth sense engraved in the soul!’

He put one foot on the stairs.

Excited.

My heart was racing.

My heart is pounding.

Gradually, the gaze opened to the world above, little by little.

Sreuk.

Cheon Ha-jin finally came up to the pavilion.

“Sit down.”

Wooooow.

The clear voice that comes in as if he had been waiting for it is truly overwhelming. Cheon Ha-jin’s uvula fluttered along with the saliva he swallowed.

A man came into his field of vision.

The man was sitting at an angle with one arm resting on his head and pouring alcohol with a languid movement.

Grrr.

A cup that fills slowly.

However, Cheon Ha-jin’s attention was not captured by the glass, but by the man himself.

‘big!’

It is truly a magnificent physique.

At first glance, his body was almost seven feet tall, and his shoulders were wide open to the left and right, reminiscent of a mountain range.

His hands were also very large, so he could fit a fairly thick bottle of alcohol around his fingers.

Her matted hair covered half of her face, and the underwear she wore underneath her roughly draped robe was so

disheveled that her chest was completely exposed.

The chest muscles and upper abdominal muscles, so strong yet smooth as if they were about to explode, disturbed my vision.

It was difficult to guess age from the half-revealed face.

Rich, frost-free hair and wrinkle-free skin. But I didn’t feel young at all.

A very languid and decadent atmosphere that does not suit his size.

What created that atmosphere was a sense of dignity and leisure that could never be created by energetic youth.

‘Demon Lord!’

Finally, we meet the master of the Heavenly Demon Church of the time.

It was the moment when I encountered Lee Cheon-sang, the Nine Great Heavenly Demons, who received the divine command of the Heavenly Demon for the ninth time in history.

* * *

“Has the Three Dukes gone in?”

“That’s right.”

A middle-aged man named Shingyo’s Great Protection Act, Mu Dam, stared at the door with complicated eyes.

A silent conversation.

The man next to him with a blunt expression opened his mouth.

“Do you have any issues that bother you?”

“….”

“….”

“….”

“sorry. “The boy made a mistake.”

Mudam did not answer this time either.

How much time has passed like that?

“Since the reign of the sect leader, there have only been two times that anyone other than the sect leader has entered Panmajeong.”

The calm voice contained tension and concern that could not be hidden.

“Once, twenty-five years ago, when the leader accepted his first disciple.”

The man’s eyes sparkled.

“The first disciple… are you talking about?”

“Yes.”

“What if the Archduke?”

“Not like that. “The Archduke became your disciple exactly twenty years ago.”

“Are you saying that there was another disciple before the current archduke?”

“Yes. And the disciple in the shadows that you don’t know about died here at Panma Pavilion.”

“…!”

“His whole body was torn to pieces, as if he had been eaten by animals.”

The man’s face turned pale.

“The leader…?”

“If the leader had planned to kill him, he wouldn’t have brought him here.”

That is correct. So I couldn’t figure it out even more.

The man, who had never been to a place called Panmajeong in the first place, had no idea what kind of place it was.

All I knew was that there was a private pavilion that the religious leader favored.

“So who else went in here?”

“It’s a total military force.”

“…!”

“The supreme authority who oversees the major and minor affairs of our school.

The only man in our school who rose to the position of one person or one person through intelligence rather than martial arts. He was the second person to enter Panma Pavilion.”

“He…”

“Yes. “I walked out confidently.”

Mudam’s eyes deepened.

“As of today, Panmajeong was held for the third time. Will the Three Confucius be able to return alive?”

* * *

The tension that was building up took strength out of my crook and pounded my stomach and lower back.

After telling him to sit down, Lee Cheon-sang did not open his mouth. I just repeated filling and emptying the glass with slow movements.

Squeak. Squeak.

Cheon Ha-jin took a deep breath and walked step by step again.

When there were about five steps left to the drinking table.

“I’m meeting the leader.”

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes shone.

Cheon Ha-jin stops walking and bows. A subtle politeness emanated from him.

‘….’

Lee Cheon-sang, who was looking at him blankly, moved the glass he had placed aside to the opposite side.

Grrr.

“Take it.”

Cheon Ha-jin sat down and raised his glass.

A refreshing drink. The strong yet luxurious scent made his head dizzy.

Cheon Ha-jin, who closed his eyes for a moment and savored the scent, emptied his glass.

‘Keuu Joota!’

I had been drinking cheap white liquor on a bad day, but when I drank this alcohol, I felt like my hands and feet were tingling.

He held back the exclamation that almost came out of his mouth without realizing it and carefully put down the glass. He straightened his posture and looked at Cheon-sang Lee.

‘…!’

It’s different.

Lee Cheon-sang’s presence across the small statue was truly overwhelming.

Even though it does not emit any force, it conveys majesty like a great mountain.

Even a light gesture or a short breath clearly conveyed the pressure that weighed on a person.

‘The words ‘Great Master of Magic and Lord of Ten Thousand Demons’ are meaningless.’

Although he was better at politics than at martial arts, the old man who was the leader of Uicheon was also one of the top ten masters in the world.

I’ve never seen the Iron Blood Holy Lord, but it’s probably at a similar level. He could be said to be one level below those two.

This person is different.

Here is the greatest martial god in the world who has no reason to be confined to the framework of a teenage master.

He was a half-good man who played in a completely different dimension, so much so that it was understandable that the demons looked up to him as a god.

Before I was impressed, I had doubts.

‘If you’re this strong, why didn’t you join the team?’

Was he not interested in the world of magic?

It was when Cheon Ha-jin inwardly tilted his head.

“You said you’d see me?”

There was no emotion whatsoever in the words that came out as if thrown out. It was truly the height of indifference.

“Oh yeah.”

“The reason is?”

That’s so cold.

Still, isn’t he a priest in his own way? Is the priesthood in this neighborhood really this bloody?

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Cheon Ha-jin cleared his throat a couple of times. In any case, it was clear that this guy didn’t like to gossip.

Let’s be honest without making excuses.

“I have a favor to ask you…”

“A favor?”

Was it unexpected? Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes brightened once again.

“What kind of request are you talking about?”

Cheon Ha-jin swallowed his saliva as the tension continued unabated. When I’m actually going to talk, I’m a little nervous.

Still, if you want to find freedom, you have to put up a lot of stakes.

“Hehe hum! “I… I mean that.”

“….”

“….”

“….”

“Can I leave the school…?”

Lee Cheon-sang looked at Cheon Ha-jin in silence at the endless words.

Cheon Ha-jin felt cold sweat running down his back.

Hey you idiot! Speak confidently, confidently! I’m going to go out for a bit! I want to get some fresh air outside! Isn’t it okay to say this?

Can I leave the school? Why is this a request that cuts everything out?!

‘…It’s so fucking bloody!’

Above all, the pressure was no joke. Just uttering those words made my entire back feel wet.

‘Anyway, I said it.’

Will you allow it?

Yes, I will allow it.

It’s not like I’m planning on causing an accident, I’m just going out, right? My body has gotten to this point, so I can’t even listen to one request from my disciple.

As he was being kicked out, he lowered his eyes and even made a sad expression. I worked hard to create an atmosphere by relaxing my tense body.

My pride was a little hurt, but once I got out of here, my life as a bloody demonic cult was over.

The true new life of human Cheon Ha-jin begins. For that, I was even able to dance in front of the religious leader.

How much time has passed like that?

Lee Cheon-sang, who was staring at Cheon Ha-jin, raised his glass.

“Follow.”

“Ah yep.”

Cheon Ha-jin politely filled his glass.

Lee Cheon-sang slowly emptied his glass and opened his mouth.

“Do you want to go to school?”

“That’s right.”

“Are you saying you are going to sever ties with our school?”

Cheon Ha-jin blinked.

Uh… I plan to. What I told you was that I was just going to go to school?

ah! Now that I think about it, I wonder if this could be misleading?

Cheon Ha-jin hurriedly opened his mouth.

“What you meant was…”

“Don’t you like being my disciple?”

“yes? Oh no! That’s not what I’m saying…”

“So, have you already given up just because your body has reached that point?”

“That’s it.”

“Was he only that bad?”

Saaaaagh.

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes sank infinitely deeply.

Cheon Ha-jin’s uvula rose and fell mercilessly.

‘…Shiba.’

Fucked.