Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 68 Those who smelled it (3)

Jeong Il-ryong (鄭溢龍).

He appeared in Gangho at the late age of 30 and was a master who distinguished himself in Sacheon within two years and was immediately invited to Uicheon League.

The Uicheon Alliance treated him with the utmost respect, and after his success, he became an elder of the alliance at the age of mid-40s.

Looking at the history of the Uicheon Alliance, there were only a few people who became elders before their fifties. It also meant that his political acumen was outstanding, which was different from his ability.

As he gradually developed his skills, he soon became a great elder who reigned above all elders at the age of sixty.

But he felt like he was being too reckless. The Uicheon leader was already aware of his desire to become a powerful figure while setting up the leader as a puppet.

In the end, Jeong Il-ryong had no choice but to become a dog that only listened to the leader’s words due to the petty, evil, and even inexperienced actions of the Uicheon leader.

This is because the leader was stealing evidence of all the corruption he had committed one by one.

This was also the reason why the leader left him until he became a great elder. If you only put a leash on Jeong Il-ryong, you can have all the elders under your command.

‘That damn thing is here?’

Xu Liang remembered. The face of the guy who cut off his right leg with a merciless knife at the end of his life.

The quick-witted old monster never did anything that would cause harm. If it was a matter of personal safety that was at stake, it was a piece of trash that would sell even my own grandchildren.

This was the reason why he did not appear in front of me even when he was chased for seven days and nights and was injured.

It was only after he was mortally wounded in a skirmish with King Biyo that he finally appeared and brandished his sword.

‘My leg was cut off by that guy.’

It seemed as if a blade was sticking out of Seo-ryang’s eyes as he glared at the letter.

Ugh.

The forest was silent in the face of life happening unconsciously.

‘Jeong Il-ryong…!’

A pure white outfit with a dignified physique and no blemishes allowed. A well-groomed beard that deserves the title “Beautiful Gong” (美髥公).

Although I hadn’t encountered many of them, I clearly remembered how many wrinkles there were on his face. He remembered everything, even the greed and distorted expression that did not match his clear eyes.

Ssssss.

The cold death turned into hot madness and burned my body. It felt like my hair was turning white with anger.

“…!”

I want to tear my limbs into pieces and feed them to dogs.

“…sir! …You!”

I wanted to run away and catch that guy right away. He wanted to pour out all the killing and torture techniques he had learned.

I wanted to make such a mess that people would ask me to kill him.

Chewy profit.

Seo-ryang’s eyes became increasingly sharper. It was like looking into the torn eyes of the devil.

At that time, a low, dull voice rang out.

“Confucius!”

Seo-ryang was startled and looked at Ma Dong-pil.

Ma Dong-pil’s face turned white. My forehead was soaked with cold sweat and my shoulders were trembling slightly.

“Why are you…?”

At that moment, Seo-ryang realized his mistake. Ma Dong-pil was doing his best to stop his reckless expansion of life.

Slurp.

As Seo-ryang struggled to get his life together, Ma Dong-pil finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“sorry. I made a mistake.”

“Huh. no.”

“Are you okay?”

“of course. Do not worry.”

Even though he said that, Ma Dong-pil was secretly surprised.

‘You’re amazing.’

How can an ant see the claws of a hawk flying in the sky? Nevertheless, Ma Dong-pil thought he knew Seoryang’s skills to some extent.

‘I was wrong. This is so scary…’

I almost suffered internal injuries just by surrounding the burning flesh with energy waves. If that dense flesh had exploded, I might have really suffered internal injuries.

And another surprising thing.

‘You hate the Uicheon Alliance. That’s huge too.’

It’s a feeling I haven’t known for the past year. It could be said that it was natural since he was a demon of Shingyo, the headquarter of the Demonic Murim, but Confucius’ hatred seemed to have gone beyond the limit.

“Anyone else? “Is there any other information?”

“There was none. I don’t know why, but it wouldn’t be normal for someone with a status like a senior elder. “It appears that they are also thoroughly controlling information.”

“I guess so.”

It’s been like that since long ago. Lord Uicheon, who thought he had gathered some strength, put all his effort into acquiring faster and more accurate information rather than increasing his power.

In Gangbuk, Uicheon Alliance and in Gangnam, Cheonma Shinyo.

The information power between the two is unrivaled in their respective fields. If we were to make a comparison, it could be said that Uicheon Maeng was superior in terms of vastness, and Cheonma Shingyo was superior in sophistication.

‘The old man, Lord Uicheon, aimed for the Heavenly Demon and the Great Protection Act of the Total Military as my last request.’

In other words, he judged that if he could just destroy the Heavenly Demon Church, he could take control of the world. And I thought I had built up enough power.

‘But I failed.’

The trust of the Uicheon lords in King Sal was absolute. He may have truly believed that he could assassinate three key figures of the Heavenly Demon Church.

In fact, even if just one of them is eliminated, the Church of the Heavenly Demon will be shaken. And the Uicheon Alliance would never have missed the loophole in the Heavenly Demon Church, which inevitably created a power vacuum.

But the work failed.

Due to the sudden escape of Seoryang, who was called the King of Sal.

‘And now, a year later, Jeong Il-ryong came to Gangseo. Of course he wouldn’t have come alone.’

Why? Why did he come to Gangseo?

“Confucius.”

“huh?”

A faint look of worry appeared on Ma Dong-pil’s blunt face.

“Are you okay?”

“…okay.”

Xi Liang handed the letter back to him.

“When does the convoy leave?”

“They say they’re leaving on the morning of New Year’s Day.”

I took a longer break than I thought and then set off. It seemed like he was being considerate of the patient he was accompanying.

“i get it. “You too, get some rest.”

“Oh yeah.”

Seoyang walked out hurriedly.

Ma Dong-pil, who was looking at his back, called him again.

“Confucius.”

“why? “Is there anything else you want to say?”

“no. “It’s just…”

Ma Dong-pil smiled and lowered his head. Now his smile seemed quite natural.

“It’s an honor to see you again.”

Seo-ryang also smiled.

“Nice to meet you too.”

It’s nice to see you, but it’s not a situation where you can laugh and talk about the joy.

After returning to the carriage, Seoryang sat by the window without saying a word and was lost in thought.

‘Jeong Il-ryong.’

Exciting!

My heartbeat became stronger. The blood flowing through my veins seemed to have become much thicker.

‘You’re coming? ‘You?’

My fist was shaking. The bulging veins on the back of my hand wriggled as if they were about to burst.

But even for a moment.

‘…shit.’

Suddenly, my heart went blank.

He weakly touched his forehead.

‘Asshole… What does it matter if he’s around here or not? ‘Why do you keep paying attention to that guy?’

What was my purpose? You’re running away, right? You’re free, right?

As I gave up my past life, I also gave up the name King Sal. Even if you feel offended and angry, there is no reason to catch and kill that guy now.

A life away from the river. Didn’t he want to live comfortably in a town that was still sloppy and muddy but had no concept of martial arts?

He wants to leave Protestant church to pursue that brilliant dream.

If you only go to Protestant churches, there is no problem. He visited the safe homes he had set up throughout the central plains, regained his martial arts skills, and, with a lot of money, set out for the new world.

If that happens… you will be able to live your true life, the life you have longed for for decades.

‘okay. Let’s not forget our purpose. ‘Don’t give up on my dream.’

Even if you live according to plan, if something goes wrong, life is ruined. If you are swayed by a moment’s emotion, a happy life becomes that much farther away.

Let’s not act like a fool or a child who doesn’t know anything.

Jeong Il-ryong? Even if the leader of Uicheon is in front of you, you must be able to ignore him and pass by without knowing.

Even if he was the one who had a big influence on my death, I just need to bury him and go my own way.

Okay then. Let’s live for my dream like we have done so far. If I go crazy now, I’ll regret it later?

‘damn.’

Excited!

As time passed, my heart beat stronger. My head knows this isn’t right, but my body reacts first.

‘I want to kill him.’

A reddish light seemed to be leaking from his tightly closed eyes. It felt like if I opened my eyes, I would run out alone to where that guy was.

‘I want to rip you to pieces and kill you.’

It felt like someone was touching my ear and enticing me deeply.

Smile if you want to laugh. If you want to cry, cry.

And if you want to kill, kill.

You just have to live the way you want.

“Sigh!”

Wooooow!

Soaring magic energy. It seemed as if the dark spirit energy bubbling in my stomach was about to climb up my throat and be vomited out into the world.

Juhwa’s eyes wavered.

“Confucius?!”

He comes in without saying a word, gets lost in thought, and suddenly emits unusual magical energy. I managed to suppress it so it didn’t leak out of the carriage, but that only lasted for a moment.

At that time, Geumho, who had been sleeping purring, opened his eyes.

Sabagsabag.

Geumho quickly got up and climbed onto Seoryang’s lap.

Ugh.

At the same time, Xiliang’s demonic energy, which seemed about to explode, quieted down.

“omg!”

Xiliang opened his eyes. Before I knew it, the red glow that filled my pupils had disappeared.

Grumbling.

The cold sweat flowing from my forehead proved that my mental strength had been greatly expended for a short period of time.

“Are you okay, Confucius?”

Xu Liang did not answer. I didn’t even have the presence of mind to answer.

His eyes as he looked down at Geumho wavered.

‘Is it you?’

Geumho licked Seoryang’s nose with his tongue.

Slurp.

After a while, the demonic energy that was burning with anger completely quieted down.

“Whoa.”

He picked up Geumho and stroked it. Geumho, who was making noises as if he was happy, fell asleep again.

“Prince Confucius…”

“Commissioner Zhou.”

“yes? Ah yes!”

“How are you feeling? Have you tried luck?”

“It’s okay. Even the slightest odor was completely discharged. “It’s all thanks to Confucius.”

“Again.”

Juhwa carefully lifted his wrist.

Seo-ryang grabbed her pulse.

“Well, it’s definitely better. “If I help you for two or three more days, I think I will be able to get Woleummagong back.”

“thank you.”

“Speaking of which, let’s start treatment again.”

Seoryang’s eyes were a little bloodshot as he carefully put down Geumho.

* * *

Yeon glanced back.

The convoy, which had been in constant motion for the past seven days, had already reached the vicinity of Gangseo.

If the time had been urgent, I would not have been able to take my time and come.

However, the condition of the coins improved so much in the meantime that there was no need to move leisurely. So, we were able to reduce one day from the ten-day period.

Yeoni bowed her head to Ma Dong-pil.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“There is still time to return. “Let’s say hello to each other then.”

These words are blunt, but exude simplicity. Yeon smiled and looked around.

“I’m glad I don’t have a lot of items to take.”

“exactly?”

“yes?”

“…no.”

A subtle worry appeared on Ma Dong-pil’s face.

The fact that there weren’t many items to take also meant that they were more valuable. And there are always flies attracted to treasure.

It was impossible to let down one’s guard until the very end, as some big guy might be targeting Shingyo’s items.

“Anyway, why are those sent as scouts so procrastinating?”

Yeon clicked her tongue. The three guards are those who only guard the convoy. The scouting team was, of course, people selected from the transport corps.

In fact, it was as if the horse had sent a scout to go ahead and open the road.

“It seems like it takes time because the terrain is terrain.”

“But didn’t you send it two days earlier? “They’re not the type of kids to be this procrastinating…”

They must have been embarrassed to think that the guards at the defense court were watching. Yeon cleared her throat and looked straight ahead.

How long has it been like that?

“Um, here he comes…”

At that moment, Yeon-i’s eyes widened.

Paaang!

Ma Dong-pil, speaking loudly, approached the scout team who was returning in an instant.

“Cough!”

“Are you okay? “Look!”

“Chief Four Three?”

“What happened? Why did the number of people decrease by half? And this blood…?”

“We’re in big trouble! “There was a fight at the handover point!”

“fight?! “What kind of people are they?”

“I do not know! We too are caught up in the aftermath and are retreating! Among the enemies, there is one great expert…!”

Sigh.

The door of the rearmost carriage opened.