Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 46. Face-to-face (4)

“What?!”

Song Gyeong (松敬) suddenly stood up.

“What is happening in the master’s residence?!”

“That is…”

Song Kyung’s face crumpled at Jin Ma’s short and concise explanation.

“So you’re saying the situation was brought to an end when the Black Birds invaded?”

“That’s right.”

“Damn it! shit!”

It was a situation where even relief was not enough, but Song Kyung was rather angry.

‘I wish I had died there… I wish I had at least been injured enough to need a few months of treatment!’

Song Gyeong actually had no interest in the Three Dukes. The side he was interested in was the Sagongja side.

Only when he is destroyed can he no longer be a puppet.

“When is the next operation scheduled?”

“Exactly fifteen days later.”

“…i get it. “There will be a lot of times when you have to miss out due to personal reasons, so tell the unit commander to train on his own.”

“I follow your orders!”

When Jinma Daewon disappeared, Song Gyeong jumped up from his seat.

“I’ll summon you again.”

He drank the entire bowl of alcohol next to the table and sighed.

‘How did Song Kyeong of the world end up in this situation?’

Although he was a career-oriented person, he was also a realistic person.

It meant that he had a desire to be the best, but he also knew how to be satisfied with his position. He just wanted to grow old by doing well and enjoying little things.

‘…How long do you plan on toying with me, Sakong?’

My stomach was boiling. When I thought about the fact that I had become an obedient dog because the teacher caught me in ‘that matter’, I got angry and woke up in my sleep.

“urg!”

In her anger, Song Kyung threw the dishes carelessly.

Jaeaeang!

Shards of the broken bowl flew everywhere.

It was then.

“Ugh!”

Song Kyung turned her head to where the sound came from.

“You came to your senses.”

To his surprise, there were about a dozen demons writhing and crawling on the floor where he looked. The pain was so severe that not a single part of my body was healthy.

“They are definitely toxic people.”

Song Kyung put on the mask she had put aside. There was also outrage that the captains of civil war combat units had to wear masks.

I also hated the fact that I had to fake this kind of cringe-inducing act.

“If you have come to your senses, go back now. And keep in mind: I will visit you again. “When I think about what you did to the Three Dukes, I want to rip out his head right now, but I will hold back because he said not to kill me.”

Wiggle!

For a moment, a terrible deadly force erupted from the demons’ bodies. Even though he was rolling on the floor, his body completely broken, the vitality that rose up for a moment was so great that even Song-kyung flinched.

‘Toxic bastards.’

Even if you don’t want to end up like that, you have to take the evidence from the thief.

It was then.

A man walked from far away. It was surprising to see him not losing his breath even while using the new techniques quickly.

Song Kyung frowned.

“What’s going on here?”

“I have come to convey the Master’s command.”

“…It’s an order. So what order did you give?”

The company’s Shinhoe glanced around at the demons and said.

“Bring me the woman you hate so much.”

“…!”

“Catch that woman and take her to the penal court. I promise you your safety and her destruction. “I will pay twice as much as I received before.”

Song Kyung clenched her fists without realizing it.

Receive money and work under their command. It was truly something that only powerful assassins would do.

However, when the unit of money becomes larger, the story changes. There was no reason to turn it down if it was twice what I had received before and was an opportunity to catch a crazy bitch who was a thorn in my eyes.

Crumbling. Crumbling.

Song Gyeong, who put aside her anger towards the boatman for a moment and smiled, a poisonous murderous spirit bloomed from her body.

“How long can I catch you?”

Shinhoe turned around.

“Until dawn tomorrow.”

* * *

Seoryang entered the residence and sat cross-legged on the training ground.

Ma Dong-pil, who was standing guard at a considerable distance, glanced at him.

‘What are you thinking?’

It’s not luck. Now I could tell that much just by looking at Confucius’ face.

But that was all. There was no way to know what Confucius was thinking or what he was going to do in the future.

‘Are you feeling complicated?’

Even though their relationship has now become estranged, there must have been a time when he and his disciples laughed and talked selflessly. I thought that perhaps you might be feeling complicated about the current situation.

Of course, he was completely wrong.

Seo-ryang was sighing deeply.

‘Is this going to happen?’

Hong Wi-moon What do you know whether that guy gets killed or not?

In the first place, his goal was not Hongwimun, but escape from Shingyo. Isn’t this complicated and annoying thing being done now for that one purpose?

Of course, there was a big reason why I couldn’t just leave him alone since he touched me first.

‘Black Tide… If it weren’t for those masks being blown away, I would have taken it easy and raised the level of attention.’

As a result of examining the history and teachings of Protestantism based on the information given by Soyeonsim, it was not against the law to fight between candidates.

There was no need to tie the knot, but if possible, I wanted to end this situation on the spot. Of course, I didn’t really intend to kill him. Seoliang also knew the minimum line.

The plan was to inflict serious injuries that would need to be rectified for at least a year, if not beyond recovery, so that no one would even dare to touch him again.

In other words, there was no reason to calmly step down just because the Black Tide invaded.

Nevertheless, the reason he stepped down was because he could not help but think about the future.

‘There is no guarantee that I will be free with this one attention. There is no good point in dealing with the criminal court for no reason.’

Like the Military Department and the Hwanheewon, the Penal Beopdang is also a group that can be the most frightening organization in Protestantism in some cases. It may be a bit of an argument, but you should never give up.

‘Ship… I just hate complicated things.’

How great would it be if you had the ability to easily leave the Protestant Church after destroying everything, regardless of the direction or direction.

Even if everything else was fine, it didn’t seem like the leader would leave him alone. The terrible ending of trying to gain freedom in life, only to find yourself rolling around without any freedom was an option.

‘Anyway, the card came back. Now that everything has happened, we need to take advantage of this situation and take a step forward.’

The good news is that his martial arts skills are improving by the minute.

Even if you don’t really practice, you become stronger day by day. My strength increased, my level of magic increased, and the sword that had been so tight in my hand was now becoming one with my soul.

‘At least I won’t go somewhere and get beaten up.’

It was excessive humility. At his current level, even if he couldn’t reach the level of a master of the Great Gate, he was capable of reaching the level of a great elder.

Just looking at the growth rate, in the next three or four months, it will rise to a level where it can easily compete with even long writers.

‘I’m ready. You’ve cast the line, now all you have to do is make the fish bite.’

Sreuk.

When Seo-ryang opened his eyes, Ma Dong-pil lowered his head.

“Have you finished your meditation?”

“Meditation is just random thoughts.”

I guess I was right.

He sighed inwardly, but Ma Dong-pil did not show it.

“Everything will work out well, Confucius.”

“That’s right.”

Xu Liang stood up.

“Now, let’s move slowly.”

“yes?”

“why? can you get some rest? Yes, so far, I’ve been fussing with myself a lot. “Go back to your place and get some rest.”

“Oh no, that’s not it….”

“Then what? hungry? “Would you like to have a spoonful of rice?”

Ma Dong-pil felt his eyes spinning.

“Wherever Confucius goes, of course I will follow. But I don’t know what it means to move…”

“Huh? Ah, to catch a fish.”

Seoliang was also a person who could not escape from his own world once he concentrated. Of course, Ma Dong-pil couldn’t understand a word of that.

“What do you mean by fish…?”

“Of course, I’ll give you a jinma.” “Did you say Song Kyung?”

“Oh yeah!”

“I sent the pitcher to the base to have a drink. Of course Song Kyung will move. Once Jinma Daeju’s location is known, things will proceed on their own….”

“….”

“…Now that I think about it, why are you here? “I sent you to find out the location of Jinma Daeju.”

“It wasn’t me, but the above lord went.”

“huh?”

“The Great Lord Wei came forward and said he would personally find out the location of the Great Lord Jinma. “You’ve probably figured it out by now.”

Xu Liang’s face became blank.

“Hey, what do you mean? I definitely told the pitcher above to stay on base and sip on some alcohol. What does that mean? Doesn’t this mean that if you just sit there, the Lord of the True Demons will come to you?”

“That’s true.”

“The reason I asked you to understand the movements of the Lord Jinma is so that I can help you in a timely manner…”

At that moment, Seo-ryang’s eyes widened.

He recalled his conversation with Wei Honglian.

– I’m having a drink with some nice base running.

– Alcohol?

– uh. There will probably be some movement on the part of Jinma Daeju in the near future. We might be able to move as early as tonight.

– …Oh, I see.

– Don’t you think you’ll have finished drinking anyway? Go grab a drink.

– Is it okay if the order of things changes, Confucius?

– What are you talking about?

– Oh no. Anyway, it would be nice for me to meet that bastard.

– Ugh, you fighting cock.

– Hehe, then I’ll go first.

– I get it. Don’t get into an accident!

The back of Wi Hongryeon, who was running around cheerfully and smiling happily.

‘Wait a minute, what’s going on?’

If you are drinking, Jinma Daeju will come to you on its own.

But what if you change the order of things from Wei Hongryeon’s perspective?

“…no way?”

Do you mean to grab the Jinma Daeju first and toast?!

“You rotten bitch!!”

Paaang!

Xu Liang came out of the gate at breakneck speed. Ma Dong-pil followed him in a huff.

Ahhh!

Geumho, who was lying down on the side of the training ground and yawning loudly, suddenly opened his eyes and stamped his front paws.

It seemed as if five-colored radiance was faintly leaking from Geumho’s body…

flash!

Soon Geumho’s body disappeared.

No one saw where or how it disappeared.

* * *

Hmm.

Song Kyung, who couldn’t control her breathing due to excitement, soon closed her eyes.

‘Let’s not get excited.’

It is a day to go beyond being a thorn in the eye and attack a woman who seems to be indignant even if you tear off every single piece of her flesh and feed it to dogs.

My face was already turning red. My heart seemed to beat three times faster than usual. I was so feverish that I couldn’t even speak properly.

‘Are we here?’

He looked at the base running in the alley. To be precise, I saw a store that must have been a ‘high-end’ base.

‘…I’m completely screwed.’

Because it was late at night, the maintenance stopped. One of the walls was gaping and there were cracks here and there on the first floor of the main building, which was just as big as an abandoned house.

‘You made a mess here? And yet you come and drink again?’

As expected, it was crazy. It was clear that she lacked even the slightest sense of common sense or morality.

‘I guess it doesn’t matter.’

Song Kyung smiled coldly.

It is a tough year anyway, so it is certain that it will break again. In that case, it is better to have an already broken base than a new base.

‘Let’s go soon.’

He put his hand on his waist. He planned to pull out his sword when the time came.

It was at that time that Song Kyung was about to quietly walk to Jamiru.

“hey.”

Chaaaaang!

Song Kyung reflexively drew his sword and slashed at incredible speed.

Whoa!!

The noise made by his sword hitting the wide sword body shook my ears.

Song Kyung’s eyes widened.

‘This sword?’

A deformed sword that is as long as a small sword and ten inches in width.

Beyond the sword, a woman with a diagonal scar carved across her face was smiling viciously.

“I got you, guy.”