Absolute Regression - Chapter 282



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Episode 282 What kind of person are you?

Have you been this excited lately?

My heart was pounding like crazy.

Fire weapon.

This is the moment when I finally see your fragments.

Where are you and what are you doing now? How strong are you now?

When I thought of him, the anger in my body boiled like lava. Did you feel that intense emotion?

Sssssssut.

Tree branches extending from all directions approached as if putting pressure on the sword dance. Because there were hundreds or thousands of branches, it was an attack that could not be avoided or cut down all.

Right at that moment!

Good! Good! Good! Good!

Centering on the sword dance, something appeared in four directions: front, back, left and right. Surprisingly, it was the four demons of the Nine Fire Magic Gong’s First Chosic Destruction Sect.

As the evil spirits blocked them like shields, the tree branches did not dare to attack and retreated. They were frightened by the evil spirit emitted by the demons.

Geommugeuk really didn’t know that four demons would appear and protect him during the wooden king’s prayers. They are scary, handsome, mysterious and clever. If they are like this, what would the Heavenly Demon Soul be like?

At the same time, Baek Cheon-gyeong was falling into the abyss.

‘Praying like this at such a young age?’

No matter how many times I went in, there was no end. Just as Geommugeuk walked into an endless forest, he swam down into an endless abyss.

I wondered what would lie at the end of that darkness.

Instinct stopped him. It’s dangerous to go any further.

But Baek Cheon-gyeong could not contain his curiosity. I had a feeling that something great was deep in the darkness.

I was suffocating, and the increasing pressure felt like my body would explode, but Baek Cheon-gyeong continued to go down.

The very moment I was about to give up because I thought I couldn’t hold on any longer.

Pop, I felt like the world was turning off and on.

Baek Cheon-gyeong was standing in the middle of the battlefield. Blood flowed like a river and corpses were strewn everywhere. There were people, demons, and devils among the corpses. There was no one alive. No, there was one.

A man turns back and looks up at the sky.

Is it a sword dance?

However, the man’s back was something that only a person who has overcome all the hardships in the world can see. I thought that no matter how young the leader of the Demonic Cult was, it would be impossible for him to have a back that felt like this.

Then who is it?

The moment I tilted my head,

The space disappeared and Baek Cheon-gyeong was in the deep abyss again.

Ssssssssssssss.

And then it was pulled up toward the surface at a frightening speed. The moment the abyss spit him out in an instant, Geommugeuk’s prayer disappeared.

At the same time, Baek Cheon-gyeong’s prayer also disappeared.

Both Sword Dance in the forest and Baek Cheon-gyeong in the water returned to reality.

The two stared at each other in silence.

The sword dance performance was still heart-pounding.

Those who followed Hwamugi.

What are you doing here now?

There were so many things I wanted to ask him. But I wasn’t allowed to ask anything.

Whether you kill him, keep him alive, or dig into him, you have to be careful when it comes to firearms.

Geommugeuk greeted first, changing his boiling anger into a relaxed smile.

“It’s a sword dance from Shingyo.”

“It’s a hundred thousand wonders.”

He only gave his name without any explanation.

“I heard what the disciple said on the way.”

Then Baek Cheon-gyeong’s eyes turned to Jin Ha-gun. At this moment, Jinha felt nervous inside. I was worried about what Geommugeuk would say.

“What did you say?”

“He said he was the person he trusted the most.”

Baek Cheon-gyeong’s eyes turned from Jinhagun to the sword dance again.

“You came to see Haryeong?”

“I came a long way to find the person I love.”

To Baek Cheon-gyeong, those words sounded like a joke, so he stared into Geommugeuk’s eyes with his small, long eyes. As I looked into those deep eyes, I could see the back of the man I had seen earlier in the prayer overlapping with the sword dance.

This young, bright figure and the man in the prayer looked very different.

‘Who is that man?’

Baek Cheon-gyeong walked to the table where guests were greeted.

“Sit down. “The guests are here, so we should serve them tea.”

“I will ride, Master.”

“I will do it. “Please take a seat.”

“Yes, Master.”

Jinha sat down with Geommugeuk. I didn’t even make eye contact with the sword dance. He was thoroughly focused on his role of the day and focused his attention on the current of air between the sword dance and the master.

Baek Cheon-gyeong got into the car.

“Thank you.”

Geommugeuk tasted the tea he had brought. Baek Cheon-gyeong asked when he saw that he was drinking it without even checking to see if it was poisoned.

“What would you do if you were poisoned?”

“Did you put it in?”

Then I took another sip.

Jinha could feel it. A strange war of nerves is unfolding in this trivial conversation.

Geommugeuk drank tea and looked around the workshop.

“You like wood crafts.”

Things carved by Baek Cheon-gyeong were decorated throughout the workshop. A brilliance that I would never have felt if I had not learned the Nine Fire Magic Gong was evident everywhere.

You will have to fight to find out how that tiger carved out of wood will change and attack you.

At that time, Geommugeuk’s eyes turned to the decoration table covered with black cloth.

“What’s down there? “Can I open it?”

When Baek Cheon-gyeong didn’t say anything, Geommugeuk got up and walked towards there. Since they hadn’t stopped me until then, I took that to mean that I could open it.

Geommugeuk removed the cloth covering the decoration stand.

The dolls were still fighting, and Jinha noticed a change.

‘The doll’s position has changed!’

The hero doll that the master called a sword dance was on the other side. It was right next to the fallen Jinha doll.

A new doll stood where the original hero doll stood. Judging from its appearance and features, the doll was clearly Baek Cheon-gyeong himself.

In the end, Baek Cheon-gyeong was speaking through a doll. He believes that Geommugeuk and Jinhagun are one in the same.

When the cloth was revealed, Baek Cheon-gyeong revealed his true feelings.

“Sujiaoju, have you come to kill me?”

Baek Cheon-gyeong did not believe that the sword dance came because of Jin Ha-ryeong. A question he could only ask if he thought he was being targeted.

Geommugeuk was not embarrassed by the sudden question.

“If you thought so, why did you allow us to meet?”

“If the Demonic Cult were to kill me, where would there be a place to hide in this river?”

When Baek Cheon-gyeong’s eyes turned towards him, Jin Ha-gun expressed his resentment.

“You don’t trust me until the end.”

He said while looking at the puppets on the sword dance performance stand.

“It’s probably because your master has never truly liked women. Don’t worry. I just came to the Murim Alliance to see Jin Soje. If I had tried to kill you, would I have gone through this unnecessary and complicated process? “Don’t forget where I am.”

That is why today’s event was prepared. I want to know exactly what the intention of the sword dance is.

“By the way, you made really good dolls.”

Geommugeuk lowered his body and looked closely at the dolls.

“It looks like it will jump out alive at any moment.”

I know sword dance. These little wooden dolls are the scariest of all the artifacts in this room. He’s not making dolls, he’s cutting his minions. Is this the only thing he has shaved off throughout his life?

At that time, Geommugeuk pointed to a doll and asked.

“Who is this doll?”

When Geommugeuk first saw the dolls on this stand, it was not the hero doll, Jinhagun doll, or the opposing Baekcheon-gyeong doll. One of the countless dolls erected around!

“This doll is the only one that doesn’t have a face carved into it.”

It was the faceless doll that Geommugeuk had seen in Baekcheon-gyeong’s prayer. It was definitely a doll with some meaning.

“Who made it? “Is that you?”

Surprise flashed across Baek Cheon-gyeong’s face. I guess it was surprising that out of all the dolls, I focused on just that doll.

“It could be anyone.”

In response to Baek Cheon-gyeong, Geommugeuk bent down and looked at the doll more closely.

“It seems only Lee Isa is not involved in the fight.”

Even though there was no expression, the doll felt relaxed.

Baek Cheon-gyeong asked from behind.

“If there are people fighting, there are also people watching. Are you a fighter or a watcher?”

Geommugeuk, who had been watching the dolls for a while, picked up one of them. It was the Jinha doll that had collapsed next to the hero doll.

Geommugeuk looked at the doll and Jinha alternately. Anyone who saw it could tell that he made it for Jin Ha-gun.

For the sword dance, Jinhagun’s doll was placed side by side next to the hero doll.

This directly shows that he is not a person who fights or watches, but a person who builds people up.

Jinha looked at his doll that had been erected. It was nothing, but for no reason my heart broke.

No, nothing happened in the first place. Because the master who had taught him for ten years had made a doll of himself and then knocked it over.

“Good to see.”

Geommugeuk covered the decoration with the cloth that was originally covered and then turned towards Baek Cheon-gyeong.

“The reason I came today is because the Lord of the Demon Demons here said that he must meet you to meet Jin Soje, so I had no choice but to come. Now, say what you have to say. “I have to go see Jean Sozer.”

Prince Jinha sent a message to Baek Cheon-gyeong.

―Master, please speak clearly so that he gets scared.

Baek Cheon-gyeong did not say anything even after hearing his message. Rather, he turned his gaze away from the two people and looked out the window.

“If you don’t have anything to say, I’ll just leave.”

Geommugeuk walked outside without hesitation.

Jin Ha-gun stayed behind and tried to ask why he didn’t say anything, but Baek Cheon-gyeong was still looking out the window. Since the guest order was to go without bothering Jinha, Jinha quietly left the place.

Jinha came out and walked with a sword dance. As we moved away from the workshop, Jinha eventually asked.

“Are you someone who should be killed or someone who should be saved?”

Jinha was curious about how Geommugeuk viewed his master.

“You said you don’t believe me?”

“I’ll just bear with it.”

Of course, he was someone who had to be killed.

But instead of answering, Geommugeuk showed Jinha what he was holding in his hand.

“When did you bring this out?”

The reason why Jinha was surprised was because what Geomukgeuk brought was a doll that was in the decoration cabinet. It was the doll without a face.

“Why did you bring it here?”

Geommugeuk looked at the doll closely.

“Aren’t you curious? “Who did you have in mind when making this doll?”

“If you were curious, you should have left it there.”

“I think I should carve this face.”

“what?”

What on earth are you talking about? To Jinha, he was someone who knew nothing about sword dance.

“One thing is certain, your master is not an ordinary person. At the very least, I clearly felt that he was not the kind of person who should become the master of the Murim Lord’s grandson.”

“Did you share a message with Master?”

Geommugeuk shook his head.

“Then what on earth did Master think like that?”

“Honestly, after looking at him like this, I still don’t know if he is a villain or someone who should be killed.”

Of course, he will die by his own hand. It’s just a matter of when and how he dies.

“But there was a problem with his attitude toward you.”

In the sword dance, Jinha pointed out the part that was easiest to understand.

“The way he looked at you and his attitude towards you could not be seen as being between priests. It was cold and cold. Even if you make a big mistake, you should cover up your mistakes when others are present, but your master only focused on me. No, he must have been focusing on himself. “He does not regard you as his disciple.”

Jinha thought that he would feel at ease once he heard the conclusion. But his heart was still the same.

This time, Geommugeuk asked.

“What was the Master you saw like? “You must have thought a lot too.”

Jinha expressed his honest feelings.

“I don’t know. “Master is still suspicious, and you are still suspicious.”

It was at this point that I felt lost. Feeling that the master had changed, the crisis instinct was activated, but even so, without any evidence that the master was a bad person, he called for a sword dance. I wonder if I’m being taken advantage of or if I’m making a mistake. That thought keeps trapping him in a fog.

Geommugeuk spoke calmly with an expression of understanding.

“That’s why a sure enemy is better than an ambiguous friend.”

Jinha realized that he was having a hard time not knowing who was his friend and who was his enemy. Why is the person who reminds me like this the leader of the Demonic Cult?

The sword dance stopped at a crossroads.

“Go first. “I have somewhere to go for a while.”

“Where are you going?”

Then, instead of answering, Geommugeuk said something unexpected.

“It’s a lie to say that I don’t get lost because I have a good sense of direction.”

This is what I wanted to say to Jinha.

“There are many times when I wander around and get lost. Maybe it’s because of me, but people shout loudly that this must be the path… … “I don’t really like it.”

“Why are you suddenly saying that?”

“It just suddenly occurred to me.”

After finishing speaking, Geommugeuk launched himself into the air.

Jinha, who was watching the dots disappearing in an instant, looked up at the sky. He remembered what Geommugeuk had said. He asks people and looks up at the sky to find the way, and if that doesn’t work… … .

This is crazy, he thought as he took off his shoes.

Then he threw it upward. The direction the fallen shoe was pointing was the direction where the sword dance had just disappeared.

‘Of course.’

Are you saying that it is right to follow the sword dance even by chance? It’s impossible. The first version is a practice version.

Jinha threw his shoe again. I threw it higher than before. But coincidence struck again. Throw again, throw again.

When I finally found the direction I wanted to go, I put my shoes on.

“You must have been so confused and lost. Don’t comfort me for nothing. “I will find a way with my own strength.”

Jinha walked briskly towards his residence.

Even though I tried not to think about it, I kept thinking of my doll that got up from lying down.