Absolute Regression - Chapter 362



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Absolute Return Episode 362

Episode 362: You raised your child this well?

“Then I will go now.”

The swordsman bowed politely and turned around.

The essence of this provocation is to turn around. Our father would not send us back for the sake of the cause, but you are sending us back.

The sword dance walked briskly. Please call, call quickly! As much as he was desperate, he had no regrets in walking.

“for a moment.”

A smile of satisfaction appeared on Geommugeuk’s lips at Baekjagang’s call.

The sword dance turned towards him.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Where are you going?”

“Didn’t you tell me to go back to my school?”

Baekjagang’s small eyes were slit open like a line drawn sideways.

If you leave it like this, you will become someone who destroys the cause because of your pride.

Of course, I know that it is a provocation by the sword dance.

The problem was that the object of comparison was Cheonma Geomwoojin.

He may not have wanted to lose to anyone else, but he didn’t want to lose to Geum Woo-jin. Geum Woo-jin was his lifelong rival. He was the object of love and hate, even though he acknowledged it.

“Did your father really ask you to bow to me ten times?”

How could Baekjagang not know about his own provocation? It is time to be honest. Geommugeuk said with a light sigh.

“I lied. My father would have been angry.”

Geommugeuk bowed his head to Baekjagang.

“I’m sorry, I had to use such a lethal method.”

Geommugeuk honestly admitted that he had provoked her on purpose.

“Do you know if it’s fatal?”

“yes.”

When he admitted it to that extent, Baek Ja-gang’s expression relaxed a little.

“It’s that desperate.”

“Even if it’s desperate, I should be desperate. Why are you desperate?”

Although he appeared calm, Baek Ja-gang felt a sense of crisis.

An Ga’s house was breached and the successor was attacked. And the deputy commander of Meng was identified as the one behind it.

I never took this matter lightly. If I had, I wouldn’t have come here. I just didn’t want to show my impatience in front of the leader of the Demonic Cult.

On the other hand, the urgency of the sword dance was extremely personal.

“I consider the leader of the small group a true friend. I hope he can safely inherit the position of the leader.”

Baekjagang felt that goosebumps still did not appear in his ears.

It was a feeling that resonated with many people, but there were also people who didn’t get it. After all, he wasn’t a fortune teller.

This sword dance should also be an exception.

The leader of the Demonic Cult is telling the truth? That can’t be possible.

“Why do you want to be friends with Sign?”

Geommugeuk answered without hesitation.

“Because I have faith that he will be able to open a new chapter.”

“New Apostle? What is this new Apostle you speak of?”

“I don’t know about that either. It must be the path that the Little Leader must find. However, I believe that my magician, the Little Leader’s apostle, and I believe that there will definitely be a new ideal in our time.”

The Sword Dance Theater knows. What Baek Ja-gang is thinking right now. He was like that before his return. If someone new had talked about the ideal, he would have thought the same thing as Baek Ja-gang right now.

That’s because you don’t know reality.

I have lived that reality to the end. I have lived that life, which was at times insignificant, at times amazing and great, overcoming all kinds of pain and hardship.

Of course, that doesn’t mean I can tell you the right answer, and I know that just because I’ve lived doesn’t mean I’ll live this life well. Even if I were to live a hundred times over, I wouldn’t be able to live well if I didn’t try. On the contrary, the fact that I’ve lived might hold me back and throw my life into the abyss.

Baekjagang, that’s why I’m trying. If we just leave it alone, you and I will both die and the bitter reality of the Twelve Earthly Kings ruling the martial arts world awaits us.

“How do you feel when you think of our father?”

Certainly, Baekjagang’s eyes sparkle when her father is mentioned.

“You want to get angry first and win by fighting, right? I feel happy when I think of the Little Leader. I want to meet him, laugh, chat, and play. Our martial arts community will not fight or hate each other. We will have fun by the beach, flirting with young ladies.”

“It’s just a childish dream.”

“Why is that so?”

“Because a person with power will never be satisfied with that. You and the others will all change.”

Geommugeuk looked up at the sky for a moment.

“Before coming here, I sat with the little boy and looked up at the sky. I thought back to when my hair was gray like those white clouds. Will we really change?”

Baek Ja-gang didn’t answer at all. Geommu-geuk nodded at the expression on his face as if he didn’t really need to say it.

“Then I will try to change for the better. I will try to change for the least bad as possible.”

Baek Ja-gang stared at Geommu-geuk quietly. Just hearing such nonsense made me admit that he was no ordinary guy.

‘It’s a dream.’

Now that I think about it, I’ve never thought about it. How could a dreamer rule over the Apostles? The Apostles are a place where you die even if you close your eyes.

Suddenly, I wanted to hear the words, ‘Your Majesty, what you said was right. My thoughts were nothing more than a childish ideal.’ I wanted to teach a lesson to the son of Geom Woo-jin.

The swordplay knew that it was neither ideals nor friendship that would capture his interest.

This is the most powerful thing that catches his interest.

“My father once spoke of the lord.”

Indeed, Baek Ja-gang’s gaze became intense.

“What did you say?”

“This may sound rude, but can I just translate it as is?”

“Do it.”

After a moment, Geommugeuk said.

“That guy Sapha has big dreams.”

This time, Baek Ja-gang ended up laughing in disbelief. It was something that should have made him feel bad, but since he felt like he had been acknowledged, it wasn’t that bad.

Yes, if it’s Geum Woo-jin. If it’s him, he’s the one qualified to say such things.

Then Geommugeuk suddenly asked.

“Is the dream you are having the same dream as our father’s?”

Baekjagang flinched for a moment.

He knows. That Geumwoojin dreams of unifying the martial arts world. He even warned Bisain about it.

Now the leader of the Demonic Cult is asking.

Do you also dream of unifying the martial arts world?

It was a question that no one had ever dared ask, and of course, it was one that had never been answered.

I don’t know what your father’s dream is, so I omitted such obvious words.

I still don’t know for sure what kind of person this young cult leader is, but at least I can tell that he is a person who can communicate without going into too much detail.

“What if that’s the case?”

After a moment, Geommugeuk spoke calmly.

“Please have a different dream.”

Baekjagang shouted in anger.

“You wanted to make that dream only for your father?”

A powerful energy swept through the Geommu-geuk, but the Cheonmahosingong, who had achieved great success, protected Geommu-geuk much more comfortably than before.

“No, I’ll wake up my father too.”

As the energy that had been suppressing the sword dance disappeared, Baek Ja-gang burst into laughter. It was the first time the two had laughed out loud since they had met.

“You don’t know your father any better than I do. The moment you try to wake him up by shaking him, you will no longer be the next Heavenly Horse. He might even smash your head in your sleep.”

That’s how the Apostolic Lord sees his father.

Geommugeuk sighed and said.

“Maybe.”

Baek Ja-gang was definitely attracted to Geommu-geuk in at least one way. When he had to admit it, he admitted it. He didn’t have the stupid stubbornness that smart people have. So he didn’t make people feel frustrated.

One more thing that makes it so appealing is the unexpected words that keep you from getting bored for even a moment.

“My lord, I am hungry.”

This was also the first time he had heard this since becoming the leader of the Apostles. Who would have dared to say that they were hungry when they saw him?

“Please buy me some food.”

He knows very well that it is difficult to send away a hungry person without mercy.

Baek Ja-gang thought of Geom Woo-jin again. His appearance was so blunt and cold.

‘With that personality, you managed to raise such a guy.’

Yeah, even if you send it, you have to feed it before you send it.

Baekjagang spoke to the empty space.

“Prepare the carriage.”

Then the reply from the escort leader, In-gung, was heard.

“yes!”

While waiting for the carriage, the two looked silently at the river flowing far below the mountain.

“I like this place. It’s quiet and the view is great.”

“If there’s someone you want to kill secretly, call them here.”

Geommugeuk looked down at his feet and then back at Baekjagang and said.

“You’re not joking.”

“No.”

“Did I almost die?”

“It was close.”

Baek Ja-gang enjoyed this kind of conversation more than the sword dance. After all, he had become the leader of the Apostles and lived a rigid life his entire life.

“Is there anyone you still want to kill these days? When you become the leader, I don’t think there will be anyone left to kill.”

“There’s still a lot. As you get older, your resentment builds up.”

Geommugeuk smiled faintly.

Baek Ja-gang thought to himself as he watched that smile, “I know everything too.”

‘What does that young man know?’

That’s why I want to keep digging into it. I want to show that no matter how smart you are, you’re still a kid.

“Why? Do you think your father won’t kill you? You will only see his noble and dignified appearance, but in places you can’t see, corpses will pile up every day. What’s different about the Jeongpa bastards? They will brand you with the crime of being a Mine, and kill you by branding you as a Sapa.”

This may also be the reason why this person does not believe in ideals. It may be the reason why he only wants to see cold reality in those small eyes.

“In your ideal world, no one dies, you know.”

“No. I will kill more.”

“!”

Baek Ja-gang looked at Geommu-geuk with a puzzled look.

“You may wonder what the leader of the Demonic Cult is talking about, but I hate those who have given up on being human. I will kill them all.”

It was not something that the leader of the Demonic Cult should say, and it was even more not something that should be said to the leader of the Apostles, so Geommugeuk finished his speech in a coquettish tone.

“The saying that if there is good, there is also evil, it seems like it was made up by the evil side. I’ll try to hold on somehow. Is it by any chance a saying made up by the leader?”

Baek Ja-gang felt that he was not a person who did not laugh. He almost laughed again when you asked him if he had made it.

“We’ll be the ones who die the most in your magic.”

“That’s why I support and cheer for the minor leader so that this doesn’t happen.”

Baek Ja-gang realized that this young sect leader was not an easy opponent.

Suddenly, I wanted to see Visain.

I felt that although Geum Woo-jin had raised his son so well, I had been complacent.

It is impossible for Geum Woo-jin to let his child be pushed around just because he was pushed around.

Children? Yes, disciples or children.

He didn’t know whether it was because he felt defeated by the fact that he couldn’t surpass Geom Woo-jin, or because he usually treated Bi-sa-in like a child, but at least now he was fighting a child-rearing battle.

In the meantime, a carriage pulled by a man wearing a bamboo hat arrived. In order to avoid attracting attention, he brought a carriage that was not the Apostolic carriage, but a carriage that was commonly used in the market places.

The two men climbed into the carriage. For this secret procession, a bamboo sack with cotton thread was also prepared inside the carriage.

“Where are you going?”

“You said you were hungry?”

The carriage carrying the two arrived at a shabby spot located some distance from the author.

“This is a place I come to sometimes.”

So the two of them ate there.

The sword dance drama made me marvel at the surprising experiences that life sometimes throws at me. A meal with the leader of the Apostolic Alliance in front of the Apostolic Alliance headquarters? When I first set out for this place, could I have ever imagined that?

“I also have a regular restaurant in front of our school. Next time, I would like to invite you, Master.”

Baek Ja-gang nodded slightly, but he thought that would never happen. If there was a war and the Demonic Cult headquarters were conquered, then would you be able to eat? You, the Demonic Cult’s junior leader.

While eating, Geommugeuk brought up the story of Hyuksagun.

“Hyeoksagun must have played a better military role than anyone else. Thinking back now, he was perfect, and he must have been very lucky. From now on, think of him as a traitor. You will definitely see a different side of him.”

I didn’t worry about getting caught if I did something wrong. Baek Ja-gang wasn’t the type of person who would easily reveal his true intentions. Besides, he was also looking into other areas.

“Assuming what you say is true, the general who withdrew due to illness must have been hit by that guy too.”

“Yes, I think I’m addicted.”

“But why didn’t you tell me?”

“The leader will notice anyway.”

Baekjagang looked at Geommu-geuk. He didn’t know what the real face was behind that cotton cloth, but one thing was certain. Even though he had so much to say, he was thoroughly controlling what he should and should not say.

At the center of the growing interest in Geommu Theater was Geomwoojin.

‘You raised your child so well? That cold-hearted man?’

I keep thinking this. At least in this fight, I don’t want to lose.

“When did you say you would come to the meeting?”

“Two days later.”

“See you then.”

Baek Ja-gang withdrew his intention to send Geommu Geuk back.

The sword dance spoke to him as he got up from his seat.

“Before you leave, scold the little leader a little.”

“Yelling? Why?”

“I feel very sorry for not being able to come out in person. I think I will feel better if I hear that the leader scolded me.”

Baekjagang was genuinely surprised.

In this situation, is it really possible to consider the feelings of a non-signer? And such easy-to-miss emotions? This young guy?

Now I understand a little bit why the word ‘enchantment’ came up.

“Don’t get used to it.”

Geommugeuk made a puzzled expression at Baekjagang’s words.

“What are you talking about?”

“If you tell that to the signer, he will know.”

It was probably a conversation that took place between Visain and Baekjagang in the past.

“I will convey that message.”

Baek Ja-gang, who had parted ways with Geommu-geuk, got on the carriage. The light streaming from his small eyes was so strong that it seemed like it would swallow up the whole world.

‘Look at these guys!’

The person added to ‘This Guy’ was surprisingly Geum Woo-jin.

Although it was a fight between two people, now even the farmers have joined in and it has become a fight between two people.