Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 194 The way of non-humans (8)

On the way back to his residence, Seoryang was lost in thought.

‘A true devil who lacks even the slightest morals?’

Seo-ryang chuckled.

‘That’s interesting.’

There are many people in the world stronger than him, but no one has ever seen such a large group of people.

When he went around assassinating all kinds of martial arts people under the Uicheon lord, most of them were so much trash that even the evaluation of them as vicious was infuriating. The Lord of Uicheon and the dead guys are all there.

It’s just that Lord Uicheon was smarter.

‘I don’t know how bad it is, but unless you’re at the level of Yeongsaeng, you won’t even put a scratch on my body.’

The truth is that it is not the strong who win, but the one who wins is strong.

I have lived for decades in a fierce, cruel, and brutal world ruled by that truth. No matter how Jin Gwan-yong turns out, at least he won’t be caught unawares.

“hmm. “You’re all here.”

It’s really nice to see a place that can be seen from afar.

“It’s really difficult to come here.”

I am very sick of Jin Gwan-yong, the leader of the cult. If I hadn’t healed my internal injuries, I might have collapsed from exhaustion by now.

Seoryang, who walked quickly, was faced with a startling sight as soon as he entered the residence.

“Chaaa!”

Pow!

“Kwaaeook!”

A woman lying on the floor with a strange moan.

“This is the 42nd time. “Let’s stop.”

“Stop that, you bastard! “I’m going to give you a hard shot!”

“I can’t do it a hundred more times.”

“You just have to do it one more time!”

“This is the 42nd time I’m hearing that sound.”

“You son of a bitch!”

Paaaaang!

Wei Hongryeon rushed in at high speed and swung his sword.

The trajectory drawn by Hopo Geom was surprisingly practical. It was found that Wi Hongryeon’s martial arts, which are simple but difficult to avoid, are based on a single strike.

but.

‘That won’t work.’

Seoliang’s simple prediction immediately became reality.

Wow!

The sword bounces off the sword as it is struck gently.

puck!

“Quack!”

With the tension of a light push, the Wei Hongryun flew away and fell to the ground. It was a gentle pushing technique, but Ma Dong-pil’s martial arts skills were as strong as anyone else’s, so it was hard not to be shocked.

“Forty-third. Now let’s really get it over with.”

“You pathetic bastard! “Are you using a long trick in a prosecutor’s match?”

“Have you already forgotten that you tried to poke me in the eye with your finger earlier?”

“You’re so loud, man!”

Wei Hongryun gritted his teeth.

“You can never go back until you leave a single knife mark on your body!”

It was a bloody obsession. Ma Dong-pil stuck his tongue out at Wei Hong-ryeon’s madness.

At that time, Seo-ryang walked between the two people.

“It looks like fun.”

“Confucius!”

“100 million?!”

Ma Dong-pil looked pleased and approached Seo-ryang.

“You are late.”

“Oh, that’s how it happened. But what do you guys do?”

“Ah… Wei Daeju and Bimu….”

Xioliang snorted.

“Bimu? “Don’t you think 43 one-sided fights are also called fighting?”

Ma Dong-pil scratched his head with an awkward expression.

Wei Hongryeon grumbled.

“Did you come?”

“Look at the way you talk.”

“Why again?”

Seo-ryang chuckled. I thought it wouldn’t be normal to live with a muzzle that can grunt in any situation.

“Don’t waste your energy unnecessarily, take a break and straighten your hair. “That way, Dong-pil won’t be able to touch even a single hair of his head.”

“no, I do not want!”

“sun.”

“….”

“sun.”

“…I understand.”

Wei Hongryeon sat down and mumbled. ‘If we had just one more game, we could have won.’ ‘Anyway, I’m so sad that I can’t live.’ I heard something like that.

Even if you don’t want to hear it, it’s so loud that you can’t not listen to it. Xu Liang shook his head.

“Does a rock break if you hit it with a stick?”

“Then what should I do?”

“No matter what I do, no matter how I die or wake up, I can’t win.”

“….”

“If you don’t like it, just get stronger.”

“Who doesn’t know that?”

It meant that he knew for sure that he could not beat Ma Dong-pil. Still, Wi Hongryeon showed a fairly honest side in front of Seoryang.

“If you try to use your skills in a fight or something, you won’t be able to hit even a single blow.”

“sure?”

“You have to fight in a suitable fight to be able to touch even a single hair.”

“What is that?”

“What are your organs?”

“Beating?”

“How do you beat them up?”

“With the intent to kill?”

“Then try to kill me.”

Wei Hongryun’s eyes sparkled.

Beat it to death? It may seem like a joke, but it’s true. Since she picked up the sword, she hasn’t done anything like practice.

A series of fights not to win but to kill.

In the realm of life and death, there is no way for someone who is accustomed to giving up his or her heart to fight to see who gets what the other person has first, show off his or her capabilities on a soft stage where he or she competes with martial arts.

Cheering!

She lowered her posture while holding the sword.

“you! “With me again…!”

“stop.”

“why!”

“I told you to rest. Do it later. “He doesn’t even know about the accumulated internal injuries.”

Wei Hongryeon ground her teeth and sat down with a loud clanking sound.

“After the luck is over, let’s play one more round.”

Ma Dong-pil shook his head.

“I don’t like it.”

“why!”

“I will not fight you any more. “You know that.”

“You pathetic bastard. “Is there a belly slit after winning?”

Ma Dong-pil turned his head away as if he didn’t want to deal with him.

Wei Hongryeon continued to wheeze and then closed her eyes. Anyway, I have to take care of my internal injuries.

Xiliang sighed.

“Why are you coming here instead of maintaining the unit?”

“I don’t know either.”

“Anyway, I went through a lot of trouble because of one crazy maniac.”

“….”

The word “no” has to come out, but it doesn’t come out easily. This is because mental fatigue has reached its peak.

“Did you have dinner?”

“Time is ambiguous. “Let’s eat dinner later.”

“All right.”

“By the way…”

Seo-ryang turned his head and looked at the stone wall. There, Yeo Sang-rin was sitting upright, staring blankly at Seo-ryang.

“What are you doing there?”

“Because the weather is nice.”

Xiliang looked up at the sky. It was difficult to call the sky full of dark clouds good even with empty words.

“Isn’t this a sky that can often be seen in the North Sea? “It must be an area with a lot of snow.”

“It doesn’t come as much as you think.”

“okay? “What did you know?”

Xiliang walked to the room.

At that time, Yeo Sang-rin woke up.

“Do you have any time?”

Seo-ryang glanced at Yeo Sang-rin. A subtle tension was visible on his seemingly calm expression.

“I’m going to take a shower and have some tea. Dongpil! Please ask Cherry Blossom for some tea… Huh? But where are the cherry blossoms? Normally, he would come running to me and jump up and down because he was happy to see me.”

“I’m sleeping.”

“Sleeping? “You seem very tired?”

“yes. “I’m a little sick…”

Ma Dong-pil cleared his throat. Yeo Sang-rin lowered her head as if she were embarrassed.

Xiliang narrowed his eyes.

“What happened?”

That evening.

Xu Liang said, lowering his rolled up sleeves.

“I just roughly made it with the ingredients I had available, rather than bringing it from a restaurant. “Try to catch it.”

Yeo Sang-rin’s eyes widened. Ma Dong-pil, who was struggling with discomfort, could not even speak.

“oh? “It’s amazing!”

Wei Hongryeon sat down casually and chewed a piece of meat.

“Wow, that’s good! “I suddenly feel strong.”

“Thank goodness.”

“No, but when did you learn to cook? “I don’t think it’s easy to make it taste like this.”

Xu Liang shrugged his shoulders.

“I just did it once in a while. “I prepared a lot, so eat as much as you can.”

“yes!”

Wei Hongryeon hugged a plate larger than the bowl and chewed it in earnest.

Ma Dong-pil, who followed her carefully and ate his food, couldn’t help but be impressed.

“That’s amazing, Confucius.”

“Thank you.”

They were two people who caught and ate all kinds of valuables in the Gojuk Forest. However, at that time, Ma Dong-pil did not know that Seo-ryang was an expert in food.

This was inevitable in an environment where the only seasoning was salt. The only cooking I could do was steaming or making stew, so I couldn’t really show off my skills.

Seo-ryang glanced at Yeo Sang-rin.

“I made it for about 30 people, so don’t worry and eat it.”

Anyway, isn’t 30 servings too much for only four people?

Yeo Sang-rin said, blushing.

“thank you for this food.”

“Draw.”

And so the quiet yet noisy meal for four people began.

Ma Dong-pil, who had been eating for a while, asked.

“But Confucius, where is Geumho…?”

“What are you asking again? “He’s probably stomping on a few poor deer somewhere in the nearby mountains.”

“Oh yeah.”

There was something I wanted to ask about King Tiger, but I held back. Because I felt like I would hear similar things.

Yeo Sang-rin, who emptied her plate five times with a calm face, cleared her throat.

Xu Liang looked at her curiously.

“why? Are you full already?”

“yes? “Oh no.”

It wasn’t until I actually said it that I realized that it wasn’t something I would say so confidently.

Yeo Sang-rin, who had a shy expression on her face, adjusted her posture and sat down. It was a bit unexpected and there were a lot of people, but I think I had to say something.

“Please take care of me in the future.”

“huh? Oh yeah. “Just think of it as our home and stay comfortably.”

“yes. And…”

“Why?”

“I have something else to tell you.”

Xu Liang nodded.

“say.”

Yeo Sang-rin quietly looked around.

Ma Dong-pil, who caught her gaze, stood up.

“The two of you, please talk. Lord Wi, let’s wake up.”

“Tsk tsk tsk. ok? “I haven’t eaten everything yet…”

“Wake up quickly.”

At that time, Xu Liang shook his head.

“What are you doing getting up? sit down.”

“yes? But…”

Seo-ryang smiled and looked at Yeo Sang-rin.

“Everyone here is mine. I have nothing to hide from these people. “I plan to continue to do so in the future.”

“….”

“If you have something to say, say it without pressure. “It doesn’t matter if everyone knows anyway.”

It seems like he made the situation uncomfortable for no reason. Yeo Sang-rin lowered her head.

“sorry. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“know.”

“Then I will tell you.”

Yeo Sang-rin’s eyes shone like stars.

“I would like to ask what I can do to help you become the successor of Shingyo in the future.”

“…Cough!”

Wei Hongryeon coughed bitterly at the sudden bombshell remark. Ma Dong-pil’s body also froze as he lifted his chopsticks again.

Interest appeared on Seo-ryang’s face.

“You’re going to help me?”

“That’s right.”

“Does this mean that it will not remain as a mere symbol of the contract?”

Yeo Sang-rin nodded vigorously.

“As for the main palace, my brother, who will be the next palace lord, has formed an alliance with the Three Princes. In that case, it is natural that, as a person from Binggung, I should also help the Three Dukes.”

Xu Liang nodded.

“It’s a good mindset. But I’m not in a situation where I really need any help. Besides, I don’t even know the extent of your abilities.”

“okay.”

“And there are many people inside and outside the Protestant Church who can help me. “I think it would be better to discuss it after I become the next successor.”

We will discuss what happens after he becomes the successor. Those were words that conveyed great confidence.

Yeo Sang-rin, who was quietly looking at Seo-ryang, lowered her head.

“All right. Then, if you need my help at any time, please let me know…”

“Oh, I have one question.”

“yes?”

Xu Liang asked, clenching his chin.

“That Yuri Potential Great Law or something like that.”

“…!”

“What on earth is that? “Please explain.”

“…Didn’t my brother tell you?”

“huh. It seemed like he had something to say, but he kept hesitating. “When I looked at it, it seemed roughly like that.”

Yeo Sang-rin’s face hardened somewhat.

“The fact that my brother didn’t say it means there was no need to say it. But since the Three Dukes ask, I will tell you.”

“Recite it.”

“The Yuri Potential Great Law is a great law of the non-human path created by the bloody history of the main palace.”

“Is this the Great Law of Inhumanity?”

“And broadly speaking, it is a Dafa that is related not only to the Beast Palace but also to your religion.”

Seo-ryang’s eyes sparkled.

It is also related to the Beast Palace and the Heavenly Demon Church. The only thing the two groups had in common was that they were a sect that had established a large presence south of the Yangtze River.

Yeo Sang-rin asked.

“Isn’t there a martial arts similar to the magic attack in Shinism?”