Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 45 Face-to-face (3)

‘Hey, this is….’

Wei Hongryun looked at Hong Weimun with coy eyes.

Hong Wi-moon still maintains a cold expression. But the whites of his eyes were full of blood.

‘Well, isn’t it dangerous?’

You’re getting robbed by Seoryang in front of everyone. If it had been me, I would have pulled out my sword and swung it without any hesitation.

That was the difference between Wei Hongryun and Hong Weimun, and the difference between a person who lived based on madness and a person who lived in the world through politics.

Hong Yuwen coldly recited.

“You’re good at making fun of people with fancy words. Well, my third brother was always like that.”

It was a remark that denied Seo-ryang’s words that had been said so far and at the same time was sarcastic about him.

Naturally, Seoliang did not receive a single hit.

In the first place, there was not the slightest degree of truth in the Church of the Heavenly Demon. Shouldn’t the relationship become deeper before you get angry at the other person’s sarcasm?

“I won’t talk too much. Today’s rudeness is due to my generous generosity….”

“So generous is your generosity that you want to kill the person you call your brother behind your back?” “You petty bastard.”

For a moment, a look of death passed through Hong Wei-wen’s eyes. Surely, he didn’t know that Seo-ryang would mention such a thing at a place like this.

“You’ll have to choose your next words carefully.”

“I? Why? why?”

“Are you really planning on turning it into a mud fight?”

Although it was a euphemism, it was a direct expression that Hong Wi-moon did his best to express. Until now, I have avoided this topic every time it comes up.

And in many ways it was the right choice. At the very least, it could be seen as good behavior for a successor candidate who wanted to receive support from the people.

“Can’t we do that?”

“…!”

“Is there anyone who doesn’t know that our candidates are fighting each other to the point of explosions anyway? “It’s not like we cover our eyes and say, ‘Is it even a topic that needs to be avoided?”

At that moment, the atmosphere around the area became colder than before.

Hong Wei-moon, who was looking at Seo-ryang silently, opened his mouth.

“Are you here to declare war?”

They decided that it would be pointless to pretend that they did not know any further persuasion.

Xu Liang grinned.

“Now we can finally have a conversation.”

“….”

“I came here because I had something to offer, not a declaration of war.”

“If you really meant to do that, why didn’t you come to my place right away?”

“If the superior came to the house, the inferior should have said thank you and crawled back to the guesthouse. “Aren’t you the one who kicked away the courtesy that was given to me?”

It’s not wrong. However, Hong Wi-moon also had something to say.

“Looking at you the way you are, it doesn’t seem like you are a person who values manners that much. “If you had a purpose, why didn’t you just barge in like you do with your rude nature and wait with patience that you don’t have?”

Seoliang’s answer to that was overwhelming.

“I wanted to cause some trouble.”

“…!”

“I knew you were going to say Sewol and Newwol anyway. “I even showed you to a special room. When will you ever have the chance to eat good food and drink alcohol in that fancy room?”

“….”

“I was waiting leisurely, half for fun.”

The corner of Hong Wei-wen’s eyes twitched. In my heart, I wanted to blow that damn guy’s head off right away.

“So what do you have to say?”

The words are short.

After taking a quick look around, Seo-ryang made a bombshell remark.

“How about ending today on a refreshing note?”

“…?!”

“You don’t like playing tricks behind your back when it hurts your head, right? “He must have felt bad because he did something to me.”

“You can’t say that right now…”

Seo-ryang tapped the knife.

“I am Carl. “What are you?”

Whether it’s a fight or a life-or-death issue, the idea is to end this match with a winner.

Hong Yu-wen was dumbfounded.

“Are you trying to make fun of me?”

“Don’t you think you’re wasting your time and putting effort into someone you’re just joking around with?”

“If you’re throwing out unreasonable numbers because there are a lot of people watching…”

“Don’t think that all people are like you. “That’s a bad habit.”

Everyone, not just Hong Yu-moon, was left speechless by Seo-ryang’s grumpy attitude. Even Wei Hongryeon, who was watching the scene with a bright smile on her face, thought, ‘Are there all crazy people like that?’

“I will ask you for the last time.”

“what?”

“Did you really come all the way to Ye with the intention of doing this?”

“Then what do you do? Perhaps because he was scared or shy, our fourth child hid and wouldn’t come out. I just hate being kicked around. “Wouldn’t it be refreshing for both of us to see the final result, whether we win or lose?”

Is this truly something that a person with the status of the Three Confucius can say?

A look of disappointment gradually appeared on Hong Wei-moon’s face as he looked at Seo-ryang.

‘He was only this good.’

Since he showed such an unexpected appearance, I thought there was something he was trying to do. I thought I was setting a double or triple trap with recklessness that other people couldn’t even think of.

But that wasn’t it. That guy was serious now.

Hong Yu-wen turned around.

“Correct the guesthouse! Call the workers and have them clean up the wreckage! “Build a new building within a month!”

The booming voice was full of majesty.

Seolyang and his party didn’t seem to care at all. The moment I realized that Seo-ryang was sincere, all interest and tension in him disappeared.

Ma Dong-pil frowned. Wei Hongryeon growled like an animal. I know it’s excessive, but you still ignore it like that.

Hong Yu-wen shouted again.

“What are they doing! “I can’t move right now…”

That was then.

Crumbling. Crumbling.

“…!!”

Faaagh!

Hong Yu-wen quickly turned around and lowered his posture.

Xu Liang smiled.

“why?”

“….”

“Does the back of your neck feel sore?”

Hong Yuwen’s eyes wavered.

‘what?’

In an instant, my back became wet.

As I was about to give up and go back to my home, I had the illusion that a strange beast, perhaps a tiger or a wolf, was rushing at me with its mouth wide open.

The breath of the beast can be felt in your ears. It’s about living with the harsh scent that comes with it. I felt a sense of crisis, as if my life would have been lost if I had not reacted immediately.

“Still, his reaction is excellent. “You trained well.”

“…?”

“I thought I was addicted to some bad medicine, but it seems that wasn’t the case? The effectiveness of poison fighting has been increased with the medicinal power mixed with subtle hallucinogenic ingredients. “Is this Jeoksaga’s way?”

“…!”

“As expected, a prestigious family of magic. “The way you approach martial arts is unique.”

A look of astonishment unknown to anyone appeared on Hong Wei-wen’s face.

‘how?’

There was no other reason why he always smoked cigarettes. It was just for training.

Doktu is a training based on imagination. Set up a virtual opponent, predict all kinds of variables, and learn the strengths and weaknesses of your own martial arts after sparring.

It was similar to the method of achieving enlightenment through zazen. If you are a master who has reached the level, you can clearly see the opponent’s strength and reaction without having to mix hands.

In Jeoksaga, the efficiency of training was maximized through medicine. The tobacco that Hongwimun always smoked was Hwangeukcho (幻克草), made by Jeoksa Temple itself.

“Well, it’s a refreshing method, but…”

Grumble.

Xi Liang drew his sword again.

Unlike before, when he intentionally tried to cause an accident, a thick murderous substance oozed out from the blade.

“Well, in the end, it’s just a game of imagination.”

“…!”

“Let’s see how effective the martial arts obtained through imagination are.”

“….”

“Come in. “Players give in.”

Jiiiing!

A thick purple demonic energy rose from Hong Wei-mun’s body.

The Four Kings Demon Attack was naturally activated due to the surprise of having one of his secrets discovered and the sense of crisis that came from the fact that the opponent’s provocation was more serious than before.

Crunchy.

Lee Chae flashed in Seo-ryang’s eyes.

A change occurred in the hands of Hong Yu-moon, who gradually lowered his posture while glaring at him.

‘Fingernails… they’re fascinating.’

Hong Wei-moon’s fingernails suddenly became sharp. The fact that it turned into a glossy, smooth black color was a bonus.

‘I heard there are a lot of strange techniques in magic, as expected.’

Sreuk.

Xiliang pointed his sword at Hong Weimun. At the same time, a magnificent energy wave erupted from Seo-ryang’s body.

Wei Hongryun’s eyes widened.

‘It is the unity of believers.’

The state I saw at Jamiru. Perhaps, the face of Hong Wei-moon will no longer be able to see Seo-ryang.

Hehehe.

The blowing wind stirs my life, and the rising chill fuels my anger.

It was truly an instantaneous moment. A head-to-head competition between succession candidates, one of the few in the history of the Heavenly Demon Church, was about to take place in front of everyone.

It was then.

“Stop!”

Kugoogung!

The gate opened roughly and a group of people came rushing in.

“stop! “Stop it!”

The hasty yet disciplined gait is impressive. As many as thirty masters wearing black martial arts uniforms appeared with a sword-like force.

“Sir, put away your sword! Sir! Master Sakong, please step aside!”

Xu Liang frowned.

What are these black guys sprinkling ashes on the finished rice?

At that time, Wei Hongryun’s face distorted. It was quite impressive to see him displaying a level of madness that bordered on life.

“Black tide committee of the penal court!”

They are experts in daily wages dispatched by the penal court when a problem that is difficult to resolve arises on campus. If the demons of Shinism were known as fearful demons in the Gangho, the Black Birds of the Penal Temple were the very thing of fear to the demons.

Xu Liang’s eyes lit up.

‘Black tide? The suppression team of the penal court!’

As they are known for their reputation as well as their skills, each and every one of them was as skilled in martial arts as Wi Hongryeon.

Uniquely, they were all wearing pure white masks. The white mask, which looked empty with only the two eyes open, evoked a strange sense of fear in those who saw it.

One of the Black Guards, a guard with a red dot around the left eye, walked toward the center of the two men.

“This is the Seventh Lieutenant of the Black Bird Committee of the Penal Court.”

Even after seeing two people with the highest status in Protestantism, they do not kneel. It was a sight that showed how great the authority of the Black Bird Committee was.

The Seventh Lieutenant bowed his head slightly.

“People are watching. “Please stop at this point.”

It was a euphemistic recommendation, but the intimidation in his voice was unusual.

Hong Wi-moon, who was looking at Seo-ryang with nervous eyes, suddenly felt a sense of popularity and turned his head towards the main gate.

‘Godhead.’

It was none other than Shinhoe who called the Black Bird. It appears that a report was made to the Criminal Justice Department in the middle of the investigation to prepare for an unexpected situation.

The Chilwijang shouted to the magicians belonging to the guest party.

“Clear the area quickly!”

The startled demons dispersed. The people who gave them a different fear than their master, Sagongja, were the Black Birds. Moreover, if they had been dispatched to the rank of camouflage, this was no longer their place.

Seoliang, who was quietly looking at Hongwimun, smiled.

“You have a good subordinate.”

“….”

“I hope that you will be a good guard of the life that was saved thanks to your subordinate.”

widely!

Seo-ryang, who led the way with moderation, turned around.

“Supreme Commander Ma. “Let’s go.”

“Oh yeah!”

Seoyang walked out the gate without even looking back. The same was true for Ma Dong-pil.

However, Wei Hongryeon turned her back and growled briefly.

Surprisingly, the target was Hongwimun.

“I thought you were a generous person, but I’m disappointed.”

Hong Wei-wen’s face suddenly distorted.

The Seven Camouflage came out.

“Master Gwangma, please leave now. “I advise you to go back to your home and sleep alone.”

Wei Hongryun snorted briefly. But he didn’t say anything back.

Just like that, the short and violent incident came to an end.

Shin Hoe came up to Hong Wi-moon in a huff.

“Confucius! Are you okay?”

“Shinhoe.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“Call Lord Jinma right now.”

A murderous look appeared in Hong Wei-moon’s eyes.

“We’re going to give it a good fight, but it’s not polite to leave out any more.”

* * *

“Damn it! I’m embarrassed that we all laughed and talked at the same drinking party! If it were me, I would have punched him first out of embarrassment! Ugh.”

Wei Hongryeon continued to complain.

To Mine, pride is like life. If you endured the same situation just now, it wouldn’t be a mine. In other words, to Wei Hongryeon, Hongwimun was no longer a demon.

Ma Dong-pil sighed.

“Still, I’m glad. “Because the fight didn’t get any bigger.”

“What are you talking about? “It starts now.”

“What is that…”

“Didn’t you see that bastard’s eyes? You suffered such an insult while seeing everything below. “I don’t know, but I’m sure my heart was blocked by a tantrum.”

Xu Liang smiled.

“Check the movement of Jinmadae. It will definitely move as soon as possible, whether today or tomorrow.”

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