Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 7. Face to face with the religious leader (2)

Srureuk. Slurp.

A colorful robe was carefully draped over strong and strong shoulders.

The wildness exuding from the unkempt hair and bulky physique was exquisitely mixed with the nobility created by the luxurious packaging.

An expressionless beauty touched his dress while other women knelt at his feet and bowed their heads.

And in the back, far away from them, a middle-aged man was struggling.

“I congratulate you on your greatness.”

Kuuk.

Before I knew it, the outfit was complete.

Sasak.

The women bowed their heads and stepped back. It was a careful movement, but it was very fast.

The packing man lifted the large drinking glass placed next to him. He still had his back turned, so his face wasn’t revealed.

Gulp.

He asked, emptying his glass slowly but without spilling a single drop.

“What about the third?”

A middle-aged man with all his fighting spirit answered.

“We are currently traveling in a carriage. “We will reach the palace within a moment.”

“is it?”

“Yes, leader.”

The packing man picked up the bottle and filled the glass. The clear liquor that was gushing out was Geomnamchun (劍南春), a famous liquor from Sichuan.

And the glass is immediately emptied again.

The pace is by no means rushed. Almost half an hour passed until the large gold-decorated drinking glass was emptied three times in succession.

Like all other drinks in the Jungwon area, Geomnamchun is a fairly strong drink.

The man didn’t seem to mind at all even though he drank the liquor like water.

“Great protection law.”

“Yes, leader.”

“Guide the third to Panmajeong (判魔亭).”

At that moment, the middle-aged man’s eyes wavered.

But even for a moment.

“I follow your orders.”

The middle-aged man bowed politely and then left.

The man in the package gave a long yawn with a drowsy look on his face.

“Is it winter?”

* * *

Doo doo doo.

The speed at which the carriage ran was not very fast. Perhaps because of this, the inside of the carriage was very comfortable.

Cheon Ha-jin swept the chair.

‘It’s huge.’

This is no ordinary carriage. Although it is large, it is not only gold-plated on the inside but also has soft cushions.

It is so comfortable that you can fall asleep just by sitting down and closing your eyes. Even if I just slept here for half a day and woke up, it seemed like all the fatigue would go away.

Certainly, power is good. The carriages that the disciples ride in are this neat, so why not have the priest ride in them?

‘Religion leader.’

There was a tension that couldn’t be hidden on Cheon Ha-jin’s face.

‘You really see what you see.’

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I vaguely thought I would see Gangho at least once in my life.

Lord Uicheon, because it seemed like that old man, who was not worth chewing on, was going to send him to the Demonic Cult at any moment.

I never imagined that I would see it after reincarnating.

‘What kind of person is this?’

There is no one who is a member of the martial arts world who is not curious about the Heavenly Demon of his time.

It has to be that way. Because he may be the strongest person in the endless world of nine states.

A person who has always been mentioned as a candidate for the best in the world, and is still mentioned today, even though he has never shown proper military power.

The tense mystery aroused intense curiosity.

‘No. What matters isn’t how strong he is. What kind of personality do you have?’

Of course he can’t be nice. He is the head of the Demonic Cult, which is said to be the worst group in the world, but he cannot be a good guy.

He’s definitely a bad guy, but I can’t tell how bad he is.

If he’s such a bad guy that I don’t want to even talk to him… in fact, it may be dangerous to go and meet him now.

He shook his head inwardly.

‘It won’t be the worst thing that makes no sense.’

While working under Lord Uicheon, Cheon Ha-jin realized that there were many things in common with the righteous demons.

One of them is that none of them want a stupid leader.

If the Demon Cult leader was a person full of evil, as rumored, there is no way the Heavenly Demon Cult could have been maintained to this day.

A simple person like that would not have been able to rule over a huge group called the Heavenly Demon Church.

Of course, you will be extremely smart and know how to control your emotions freely.

A person who knows how to control his emotions can never be absorbed in either good or evil. Because I know the pros and cons of each.

So, Cheon Ha-jin judged that Ma Jyoju was not such a vicious person.

Cheon Ha-jin, who had been daydreaming about the Demon Cult Lord by himself, soon fell flat on his back.

“That’s enough. If you worry about it, will things turn out well? “I’m just waiting to see if I can meet what I already committed.”

He rolled around on the soft cushion for a long time.

But even for a moment.

“Ac!”

Cheon Ha-jin suddenly stood up and held his head.

“shit! Damn it! “Should I have been a little more cautious?”

Still, you’re a demonic lord, right? It’s the Heavenly Demon of our time, right?

Among those who served as the leaders of the Heavenly Demon Church throughout history, there were less than ten who received the title of Heavenly Demon.

And one of those less than ten people was the religious leader of the time.

How strong would you be so that you could proudly call yourself the Heavenly Demon?

‘huh?’

Cheon Ha-jin snapped his fingers.

So, isn’t it possible that the Demonic Cult was deliberately encouraging rumors?

Actually, I’m not that strong, but I’m embarrassed, so I just encouraged rumors to save face…

“…punishment.”

That can’t be possible, you idiot!

The word Cheonma is equivalent to the name of a god in the martial arts world. There is no way they would use that noble title just to save face.

In the end, as I thought before, what is important is not his inaction but his character.

‘Still… if I’m weak, it might at least comfort my heart.’

Cheon Ha-jin’s eyes, who had been biting her nails out of anxiety, changed in an instant.

‘No, right? Still, I’m not that weak that I’ll get pushed around, right?’

Wasn’t he also considered one of the top ten masters in the world in his previous life?

Although I specialized in assassinations rather than head-to-head combat, that was because I learned what I learned.

‘Besides, when I fight, I fight with confidence.’

It may be treated as white bullshit, but it was true. He tried

hiding and slitting people’s throats once or twice, but

later he got tired of it, so he would put on a mask and confidently enter the front door, kill only his target, and then leisurely come out.

There were even more than one type of weapon he handled.

When you think of an assassin, you might think that they use a dagger or a sword coated with charcoal – in fact, most of them are like that – but

he was an ingenious person who used not only spears, axes, whips, and Mandarin Angwol (鴛鴦鉞), but also scrap stones and window frames as weapons.

The strongest assassin in history, with no weapon he cannot handle and no person he cannot kill.

That was King Sal, the master assassin of Cheon Ha-jin.

“Yes, that’s right. “Regardless of whether the opponent is a Cheonma or something else, I am also a human who has made a mistake in my own way.”

Cheon Ha-jin clenched his fists.

The myth of the world of assassins that was not only the best in the world but also the best in all times!

Kangho, the worst Shinigami who was a former assassin and was first selected as one of the world’s top ten masters!

At this level, even if you can’t fart, isn’t it enough to blow your nose? Moreover, he came into the body as a disciple of the Demonic Cult.

There is nothing to worry about.

“There’s no need to be scared, Cheon Ha-jin. Express your demands confidently!”

Cheon Ha-jin’s face is suddenly red with overflowing confidence.

But that confidence quickly began to diminish as the carriage slowed down.

“….”

Cheon Ha-jin’s left leg was trembling without realizing it, and his index finger was frantically tapping his thigh.

“A risk! How did you arrive? “Wow, it’s not as fast as I thought… Sigh!”

For a moment, Cheon Ha-jin’s face hardened.

‘…?’

what? what?

‘I have a feeling…’

Even though there was no problem with my vision, it felt like everything had become dark.

I feel like I can hear buzzing in my ears and a musty smell tickles my nose. Goosebumps appeared all over my body.

‘master?!’

At that time, gruff voices were heard from the coach seat in the distance.

“This is the Three Princes of Xiliang.”

“Give me permission to enter the palace.”

“Here it is.”

“Confirmed. “Please come in.”

Again and again.

The sound of horses’ hooves driving a carriage.

Pop. Pop.

Beads of sweat fell from under Cheon Ha-jin’s chin.

‘…Damn it.’

As soon as the carriage stopped, I had only one thought.

‘It came into the mouth of the Sypha monster bastard.’

Weeeeeeeee!

Even if I tried so hard, it seemed like my extra senses, which had not been activated, were activated without my knowledge.

The atmosphere here was so unusual that my instincts forced me to increase my sensitivity.

‘Why are there so many experts?’

There was no sign of them. But I can understand the unique atmosphere they give off.

This is Yongdamhohyeol (龍潭虎穴).

Although they are not at the level of top 100 experts, at least five super experts who are good enough to be among the top 100 experts are hiding.

And there will be ten times as many masters densely surrounding it.

Should I say that it feels similar to when I was trapped in the net of Uicheonmaeng and Iron Blood Castle?

The numbers cannot be compared to then, but the feeling of despair is greater than then. My breathing was so blocked that I felt dizzy.

‘Did you say it was the Demon God Palace?’

It seems correct that we arrived at Gyojujeon.

‘The escort is amazing. It can never be penetrated.’

The Uicheon Lord’s escort was also amazing.

Even if I wasn’t addicted to blood pressure, I would have thought that three months of preparation work would be needed to catch the Lord of Uicheon.

Even then, the probability of success did not exceed half.

This one is more.

Although their numbers are small, each one is extremely specialized in escorting. Yet, inaction is at the top level of powerhouses.

As long as you are human, it is impossible to sneak into this place. It is possible that he is more than twice as strong as the King of Sal in his previous life.

‘Crazy things! Is the leader that important? Why are you beating up such a large force just because you’re such a precious person?!’

Cheon Ha-jin grumbled internally, but that was because he did not know the physiology of the Heavenly Demon Church.

Cheonmashinism is a martial arts sect and a religion. In other words, the Demon God Palace was both the religious leader’s residence and a temple.

To them, protecting the Demon God Palace was like protecting a temple.

From the moment you enter martial arts, you receive specialized training in escorting.

Shingyo’s elite guard warriors carefully selected.

Even if it is not the King of Death but the God of Death, it is difficult to penetrate.

Kugugoogung!

I heard the sound of a door closing that I didn’t even know when it opened.

“Confucius, please leave now.”

“Oh, I understand.”

Cheon Ha-jin got off the carriage, hiding his nervousness as much as possible.

“The religious leader called Confucius to Panmajeong. “Please go with your attendant.”

“I understand.”

What is Panmajeong again?

‘There are so many things you don’t know.’

I thought it was a place that would pop up quickly, so I didn’t look into it in detail. This is because I thought it would be better to fix my body while I was looking into it.

But now I really regret it. The bloody atmosphere here seemed to encourage those feelings even more.

Cheon Ha-jin walked silently under the guidance of his attendant.

How long did you walk?

Eventually, when a dark and gloomy person arrived in front of a small door barely big enough to pass through, the attendant bowed his head.

“Please eat.”

Cheon Ha-jin’s head tilted slightly.

‘Panmajeong? Wasn’t it sperm?’

No, no. Let’s act like we know everything. Don’t be suspicious and don’t be suspicious.

The attendant straightened up and grabbed the doorknob.

Kiiiiig.

I’m afraid it’s a demonic religion, so the sound of the door opening is extremely gloomy.

The moment Cheon Ha-jin entered the door.

Whoa!

A light so strong that it was difficult to open his eyes poured down on his body.

‘What?!’

I had no choice but to instinctively close my eyes.

And after a while.

“…?”

Cheon Ha-jin’s carefully opened eyes widened in an instant.

“What is it?”

A new world unfolded before his eyes.