Absolute Regression

The 208th Geomzone will not come.

There was a heavy silence.

The one who even said the last request was the strongest Soma of Extreme Evil had.

Blood Heavenly Demon never expected that Extreme Evil Soma would come out like this. It wasn’t even a situation to lighten the mood with a joke.

Gwonma clenched his fists without realizing it because of his pounding heart. I felt like I was standing on the battlefield where the evil Soma was unfolding.

Geom Woojin stared at Extreme Soma in silence.

The air around me had suddenly become cold. Geom Woo-jin’s prayer, which was as heavy as Mount Tai, made Geukak Soma feel as if he was suffocating. My whole body felt like it was being torn apart. I felt like a sharp blade was falling into a hole embedded in the wall.

Feeling the pain, Extreme Soma closed his eyes. He had the illusion of standing in the middle of a battlefield. Blood was flowing like a stream and shouting was coming from all directions. Flames rose and memorabilia flew everywhere. In the middle of the battlefield stood Extreme Soma.

And the person standing in front of him was not Geom Woojin, but Geomgeuk. The man with the mask on his head was talking while looking at himself. I couldn’t hear the words, but I could tell by the shape of their mouths.

I want to see more of Soma’s world.

The moment Geommugeuk smiled brightly and put down his mask, Geukak Soma returned to reality.

Geomwoojin was standing where the sword dance was taking place.

His eyes met, and at the same time, the enormous pressure that had been weighing him down slowly began to disappear.

Geom Woojin spoke sternly.

“I can look at your back with your immortal mask on, but don’t look at me with that mask on.”

The Immortal Demon Face was a stern warning from the Heavenly Demon not to point the blade at himself, no matter what the mask he wore when going to the battlefield.

Extreme Soma lowered his head.

“Please forgive me, Master.”

Although he gave a stern warning, Geom Woojin’s expression did not show any displeasure. There was already forgiveness on his face that he would look at me just this once.

Hyeolcheon Doma and Gwonma were feeling it. Rather, it was because of this incident that Geom Woo-jin felt attracted to Extreme Soma. That manliness made me feel good. The person that the Heavenly Demon likes is that kind of person.

As if to prove it, Geom Woojin added a word.

“If I have to ask for something again in my life, why do I call it my last favor?”

“Even if I have to ask you a favor, I will endure it.”

Extreme Soma gave up the opportunity given to him.

“I only accept the first request.”

It was Geom Woojin’s consideration that he would listen to the request the next time. Even though it was a rude action, Geom Woojin embraced the evil Soma with great magnanimity.

Extreme Soma lowered his head with moved eyes.

“thank you.”

He turned around again, took off his immortal mask, and put his original white mask back on.

Hyeolcheon Doma felt like the white mask with nothing painted on it was a scarier mask than the immortal mask with evil spirits drawn on it.

At that time, someone else appeared there. This time there were two people, and surprisingly, they were Chwima and Ilhwageomjon.

He was very drunk.

“I’m meeting the leader.”

Chwima and Geomjon stood side by side and greeted the religious leader.

“I should have sobered up and visited him, but I had no confidence in meeting the leader while sober, so I had a drink. Please forgive me.”

Chwima immediately took care of Ilhwa Geomzone.

“Ah, Geomzon wouldn’t come, so I forced him to come.”

This was a friendship between two horses. It was a consideration to not put a strain on the relationship with Cheonma and not to leave him as the only person who did not help with the sword dance. First of all, there was a clear difference between coming here and not coming here.

I followed him because of his persuasion, but Ilhwa Geomjon felt embarrassed. The head must never come! However, I was worried about whether I could be the only one left out.

To her, Cheonma is always a difficult and respectable person. But the people who caught her eyes now were the three Majons who had come before.

‘Why did everyone accept Geommugeuk’s request? ‘Wouldn’t you be afraid of the religious leader’s disobedient order?’

I felt sad that there was a relationship I didn’t know about, but at the same time, I thought that I was being too selfish. I honestly didn’t understand why I was having such a hard time just because of that hobby.

Geom Woojin asked Chwima.

“Are you also here because of Mugeuk?”

Chwima told Geommugeuk that the religious leader disliked him, but Geomwoojin did not express that at all.

Chwima said as if making an excuse for coming late.

“I refused Lee Gongja’s request to persuade the religious leader.”

“But why did you come?”

“I came because I was embarrassed. “I was the first to beg him to be friendly with me, but I was embarrassed to back down in a situation where I should have helped him.”

Chuma’s voice trembled. Thinking about him, who usually talks well and jokes easily, I could see how nervous he was right now.

Geom Woo-jin did not ask Chwi-ma why he fell in love with Geommugeuk. Do you really hate him?

The person who asked that question was Hyeolcheondoma.

“How did you fall for Lee Gongja? “We’ve said everything, so you can say it too.”

Chwima looked at Geom Woojin’s eyes and spoke carefully.

“Gongja Lee makes me drunk. When I look at it, I think of alcohol. It’s fun if we drink together, and if we don’t, we drink again because we miss each other. Actually, there were several people like this in my life. “But there is something else special about a scientist.”

“What is that?”

“It makes me drunk and at the same time it keeps waking me up. Just like when I stand in front of the leader right now. I made him drunk and then made him wake up. And make me drunk again. Lee Gongja is the only person who can do these two things at the same time.”

The Magons were listening to him quietly, recalling their own sword dance.

At that time, Geom Woojin suddenly asked.

“It’s so special, why did you refuse Mugeuk’s request?”

“I’m sorry, but can I answer after I have a drink?”

It was a rude request, but it was also a request that was acceptable when I was drunk.

When Geom Woo-jin nodded, Chuma took a gulp of the alcohol he was wearing around his waist. As the alcohol entered his eyes, his eyes began to glow.

Chwima looked at Geom Woojin and said.

“It’s because of the leader.”

With his answer, tension began to form around him again.

“It’s because of me?”

“Because of your religious leader, I became an ugly older brother who couldn’t even take care of my younger brother.”

“Why is it because of me?”

“It was because I had a greater hope that the religious leader would not hate me.”

I thought that drinking alcohol was something I could never say if I didn’t do it today. One time I wanted to talk to the religious leader. Why do you hate me so much? Don’t hate me so much.

“Did you think I hated you?”

“Are you not?”

The atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Ilhwa Geomjon’s electric sound quickly flew to Chwima.

-it’s crazy? stop!

Chuma glanced at her.

-If you don’t tell me now, you’ll regret it when you die.

Chwima took out the drink again and drank it down. And I told a story that I had never told anyone.

“I tried to impress the leader! “The religious leader has never paid attention!”

I never thought I would say this in front of other Magons, but emotions always come out at moments like these. Or maybe it’s because he wants someone to listen to his feelings.

Geom Woojin didn’t say anything.

“Shut up! “You drunkard!”

The person who shouted was Ilhwa Geomzon. Just as it was Chuma who took care of her, she was the only one who cared for Chuma now.

“You drunkard! Why are you here? Are you here to tell me about your life? You said you had to step up for your younger brother? You said you would step forward even if you were kicked out because you were hated by the religious leader? Are you saying I should be here too? So you have something to say to Lee Gongja later? But what are you doing? Why are you drunk and not saying what you want to say? How dare you in front of anyone!”

Normally, she wasn’t the type of person to get angry at someone like this. He wasn’t the type of person to talk this much. But she was deliberately getting angrier. In the hope that this way, Geom Woojin’s anger will be relieved.

Chwima shouted, as if he knew what she was thinking.

“I forgot everything when I saw the leader’s face! What should I do?”

“Don’t act drunk! “You still have a long way to go before you get drunk!”

Then Chuma flinched.

“You drunkard! I hate you too. I borrowed the alcohol and hurriedly hurriedly spoke. Why do you hate me! “I hate you because you do something ugly.”

“Yeah, you’re great! Our brave Geomjon! Well done! “For me, I was taken anyway, so it’s okay, it’s okay!”

Just then, Geom Woojin suddenly spoke.

“I don’t hate you.”

There was silence for a moment. Everyone’s eyes turned to Geom Woojin.

“You hated your master.”

For a moment, Chu Ma was startled. It was my first time hearing it. Even the master involved had never said anything like that.

Geom Woojin said nothing more. He did not scold Chuma for his rudeness, nor did he say sorry for causing misunderstanding. He didn’t even say why he hated his master.

Chwima asked while staring at Geom Woojin.

“Did you really not have any feelings of hatred towards me?”

“There wasn’t any.”

One corner of the wall that had been tightly closed off to Chuma’s heart collapsed. A ray of light came through the collapsed wall.

“If I had known this would happen, I would have acted drunk a long time ago.”

Chuma was calm and serious, as if he had never been drunk before.

“I didn’t even know it was for this reason… I drank too much on the days I came to see the religious leader. Why do you look at me so coldly? What mistake did I make? “I couldn’t sleep because of all the thoughts.”

Chwima was now able to look Geom Woojin face to face. He hasn’t been able to look at Geom Woojin properly since he thought the Cheonma hated him.

“I’m sorry to the leader, but I think the injection I took today will remain as the best drunkenness of my life.”

Geom Woojin asked.

“so? Are you going to ask Mugeuk to do this for you too?”

Chwima answered firmly.

“no. “I won’t ask.”

Geom Woojin looked around at the five Mazon.

This was the first time since he became a Heavenly Demon that the five Magons had come to see one person.

“This guy is rewriting our school’s history.”

Geom Woojin spoke into the air.

“Call Mugeuk.”

* * *

When I arrived, my father and the five Majons were lined up looking at me.

I thought each person would persuade me, but I didn’t expect all five of us to be in one place. In addition, there was a hobby and an Ilhwa sword that I refused.

“I came running after receiving the call.”

Fortunately, my father’s expression wasn’t that bad. I made eye contact with each of the five mazons.

Hyeolcheondoma nodded slightly as if to signal that the situation was okay.

The horseman clenched his fists just to show me. His actions conveyed what this place felt like.

Extreme Soma was smiling. From the relief in his eyes, I could tell that he had accomplished something big.

Chuma was looking at his father. I could feel another change in his life. Standing next to him, Ilhwa Geomzon smiled at me.

“You have all five of my favorite people!”

Then Chuma spoke in a drunken voice, still looking at his father.

“Why are you excluding the religious leader? “Six.”

“I was just kidnapping my brother.”

“…ah.”

Chuma drank alcohol. Seeing him drink so openly in front of his father must have made him really angry. What happened today can be heard from Hyeolcheon Doma or Chwima later.

I stood in front of my father. I was nervous about what the outcome would be.

It was right then.

Extreme Soma slowly walked over and stood next to me. With this one action, I was able to guess what he looked like today.

His eyes beneath the mask smiled at me.

I did everything I could.

Thank you so much, Soma.

We exchanged our feelings with our eyes.

Next, Hyeolcheondoma sighed and stood next to me.

“I don’t know what all the fuss is about.”

“sorry.”

The next person to move was Gwonma.

“I’m your first disciple, so there’s nothing I can do.”

Three mazons came and stood towards me.

Their eyes were full of regret as they looked at their father. It wasn’t about standing up to my father. It shows the will to protect me.

At that time, Chwima, who was looking at my father, walked towards me.

“After watching Mugeuk, I can’t help it. I need to help too. Are you saying you don’t like it because Master did this or that?”

Geom Woojin answered Chwima’s question.

“It was the opposite. “When he was drunk, he never gave up his stubbornness.”

“Then I am very glad. “Because I have thin ears, it would be the first among the Palmazons.”

“Isn’t that the problem?”

“Then tell it to the next Chuma. “Your master said he didn’t like it because his ears were thin.”

It was only in front of Cheonma that I became comfortable with my hobby. He is the only one who can get drunk even in front of the Heavenly Demon, and he builds up great trust to be able to do so. In his relationship with his father, chwima is the path he must take.

And I could foresee that this change in relationship would change the person named Chuma.

This time Chuma smiled at me.

“Wait until this ugly brother becomes cool.”

Chuma was speaking sincerely.

“If you promise to be less cool than me.”

Chuma handed me a bottle of alcohol. A promise to a drunkard is made with alcohol. After drinking the drink, I gave it back to Chuma. I also drank alcohol.

After drinking like that, Chuma walked towards Ilhwageomjon.

Then he took her hand and brought her here.

“I believe the leader’s decision is right.”

“know. Still, this is where I will stand today.”

All she had to do was convey her intentions to the religious leader.

In the midst of all this, Chwima left her standing next to the Hyeolcheon chopping board and returned to his seat.

Five mazons lined up on my left and right. There were four people when playing Akingok, but now with Gwonma joining in, there are five people.

My father looked at me and the Magons in silence. My father felt neither unpleasant nor good. Well, it’s probably my father’s first time experiencing it.

A laughable sneer appeared on my father’s lips towards me. Yes, there is no smile that goes better in a situation like this than that smile.

“good night. “Originally, all eight mazons would have been present to allow it, but today three of them did their part.”

If the worst evil falls on three people, there are seven in total.

“If you bring just one more person in front of me, I will allow this.”

“Who are you?”

A person’s name came out of my father’s mouth. The name of the last Majon, the person I had never met after returning.

“He is the poison king.”

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