Absolute Regression - Chapter 393



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393rd Lord, please leave a word.

Jin-Ha envied his younger brother’s courage.

My younger brother was like that since he was little. He was the kind of kid who would jump in and do whatever he wanted. He was the kind of kid who confidently told his grandfather that he would marry his maid.

Then I looked at Geommuyang, who was standing next to me. He was watching the three people dancing.

What is this person who resembles me thinking? Is he jealous of his younger sibling like me?

Jin Ha-gun looked up at this floor this time. The grandfather’s expression as he looked at his younger brother was gentle. It was amazing to see the grandfather with such a comfortable expression between the Demon Lord and the Apostle Lord.

My younger brother dancing, my grandfather with the Demon Lord and the Apostolic Alliance Leader, and myself with the Demon Lord. None of this felt real.

The last place Jin Ha-gun’s gaze turned was the person who had created all these fantastic things.

Yeah, how could I not be ashamed of that person?

He must have risked it for his friend. Even if it wasn’t a dance floor but a place surrounded by thousands of enemies, he would have jumped into the sword dance he knew.

You have to run the martial arts world with this person. You just have to remember this moment today to know how much effort you have to put in to keep up with him.

The Visain who is dancing so cutely with that fierce face must be trying too. At least he is one step ahead of me.

The swordsman shouted at the musicians.

“Okay, now give me the last song!”

Perhaps because they thought it was the last time, the gestures of the three people became more dazzling.

At first, they started dancing shyly, but now it was different. They were completely absorbed in the dance and were letting out all the anger they had accumulated. When would they ever get a chance to dance to music like this?

And so the last song ended, and silence came to that once noisy place.

Visain came to his senses belatedly.

I danced to the music and the sword dance jumped in. After that, I couldn’t remember well. What kind of dance I did or how I did it.

It felt like a storm had passed. The tidal wave had swept through the streets, and the lava had burned my heart.

Awkwardness set in. Should I run into the bar? As I was contemplating, Geommugeuk spoke loudly.

“The non-Blind Dance performance ends here.”

Applause came from here and there, and the three greeted each other with a lottery ticket. The short-term players who were guarding the author gave enthusiastic applause. Jang-ho in particular shouted loudly.

“You are awesome!”

Out of respect for Bisain and Jinharyeong, he didn’t single out anyone, but of course, the target was Geommugeuk. Originally, what he wanted to say was, ‘You are the coolest, Young Master!’

Geommugeuk smiled brightly and waved at Jangho and the other dancers.

Jin Ha-gun, who was watching the scene, had this thought. Has he ever seen a leader waving to his subordinates with such a bright face?

Doesn’t he know the sad truth that humans are not the ones who are scary, but the ones who betray those who are kind to them? Of course not. He probably knows better than anyone else. Even if he knows, he smiles and waves his hand like that.

A trio of dancers walked toward the entrance.

“How was it?”

Instead of answering Geommu-geuk’s question, Geommu-yang asked back.

“Tell me the truth. You wanted to dance, right?”

Geommugeuk laughed at his brother’s joke.

“I think I have a talent for dancing.”

Geommuyang pretended not to hear and turned around, and everyone followed him into the tavern.

Jo Chun-bae, who was at the entrance, spoke with a moved expression on his face.

“There have been many performances at Magachon Market, but today’s performance was the best!”

The scene where they danced in front of his tavern also became a picture in Jo Chun-bae’s heart. Just like the way the demons stood, this scene was also something he would never forget.

On the other hand, the Sapa masters looked at Bisain with displeasure. Some laughed and others looked pitiful. Although they didn’t show it openly, most had negative expressions. It couldn’t be helped. The successor of the Apostolic Alliance danced without any sense of propriety.

If it had been the past, Visan would have definitely been consumed by that reaction. He would have thought that it was because of them that his heart was pounding so hard that it felt like it was going to burst. He would have blamed himself for dancing a dance that he shouldn’t have.

But now it’s different. It’s not because of them that his heart beats so fast. It’s because of the joy of keeping his promise. It’s because of the friendship that shared his shame.

That’s why Visain didn’t care about those who were giving him displeasure now.

Anyway, these are the Master’s people. When he becomes the leader of the Apostles, new people will stand in their place.

‘The people I have to keep an eye on are the people standing there at that time.’

I thought he had changed and developed a lot up until this point, but Geommugeuk took him to the next level by shaking his butt.

The sword dance was joking around, showing off the dance moves they had done a little while ago while looking at the demons.

The Amazons reacted differently. Some shook their heads, some looked away, and some smiled. But at least no one laughed or looked at them with pity. There was a deep sense of intimacy and bond between them.

Looking at that sight, Visain realized that his thoughts were wrong.

‘We need to change now, not later.’

Those demons over there aren’t the demons of Geommu-geuk, but the demons of the Heavenly Demons of that time. And yet they’re reacting like that. If they’re like this, what will the demons of Geommu-geuk be like later? If Geommu-geuk jumps in, all eight of them might jump in and dance together. If they’re the demons of Geommu-geuk.

‘I have to try to change the expressions of those Sapha masters to look like these demons.’

Visain looked at the Sapa masters again. Then he politely accepted the offer with an expression that said, ‘It’s because I’m still young.’

Although it doesn’t seem like there’s much of a difference between making this one expression and not making it, I felt a few eyes softening a little bit amidst the still discontented gazes.

Yes, there is no later in relationships with people. If you can’t do it now, you won’t be able to do it later.

Even in this short moment of going up to this floor after finishing the dance performance, Bisain was being stimulated by the sword dance. Instead of letting that stimulation go, he was trying to awaken and change.

They went up to this floor.

Geom Woo-jin, Jin Pae-cheon, and Baek Ja-gang stood there looking this way.

The visa holder walked towards them and stood in front of the Baekja River.

“I kept my promise and came back.”

Visain was nervous inside. He had gone out dancing in the heat of the moment, but now he was back to reality.

Actually, thinking back now, it was crazy to tell my master that I wanted to go out dancing. Even with the Demon Lord and the Martial Arts Leader right next to me.

I was nervous that I might get a warning.

“I guess I need to practice dancing some more.”

Only then did Visain feel relieved.

“Yes, Master.”

The emotion of the visage was clearly expressed on his face.

‘Thank you, Master. I will never forget the great heart you have shown me today for your disciples.’

Jin Pae-cheon shook his head with an expression of helplessness as he looked at Jin Ha-ryeong, and she melted the grandfather’s heart with her charming smile.

Geom Woo-jin was looking at Geommu-geuk with his characteristic laughter. Today’s laughter was saying this. ‘Now you’re dancing in front of your father?’

Yes, Father. If I could see this laughter of yours, reacting to the new and enjoying it, I would do anything.

So the successors gathered together again and drank.

Visain drank down his drink. He felt really relieved. Has he ever felt this relieved in his life?

I can dance in front of all these people, what in the world can’t I do?

Visain expressed his gratitude to Jin Ha-ryeong. He knew that she had jumped in for the sake of the sword dance, but thanks to her joining, the event was able to end on a good note. It was also fun.

“Thank you for joining us.”

“I had fun too.”

Visain deliberately did not say thank you to Geommugeuk. So he was waiting for her to whine about why she didn’t say thank you to him.

“You are the most handsome I have ever seen!”

It was always a sword dance that defied expectations.

The visage looked at him without saying a word. It was the sword dance that ran and danced together at that embarrassing moment. He could have bowed even if he was told to. But this person told him first that he was cool.

Do you know that? I’m going to live a cool life like you. That’s why I’m having a hard time these days. It’s so hard to chase a stork without tearing my legs.

“Is that a compliment to someone who is unmanned?”

“It’s a compliment because he’s unmanned. What unmanned person in the world could do this?”

Jin Ha-gun, who was listening to the conversation between the two, agreed with those words. The way Geommuyang had shown him earlier and the way Bisain had shown him were both things he could not do.

The sword dance asked him.

“Do you regret it? I wish we had danced together.”

Originally, I would have answered that it was something I couldn’t do even if I died. Jin Ha-gun didn’t say anything. To be honest, he thought about what it would have been like if he had tried it, if only he could.

Geommugeuk, who had read his mind, smiled and said.

“Then say something cool. If I get another chance like this, I’ll definitely dance! Say something cool.”

Jin Ha-gun looked back at Visain and asked.

“Is this how you fell into a trap?”

Visain nodded.

“That’s right. When I came to my senses, I realized I had already made a promise.”

The rest of them smiled at those words.

Even while drinking together, they felt regretful.

I felt sad that time was passing by, knowing that once this moment was over, it would not be easy to create a place like this again.

When you leave the tavern, this moment will remain only as memories and longing.

I wanted to stay up all night drinking, but the time came when we had to part ways.

Jinpaecheon looked at Baekjagang. He could tell just by looking at his eyes. Let’s go. Baekjagang nodded.

When I first arrived, I didn’t even want to say a word, but just exchanging glances like this was a huge improvement.

Jinpaecheon and Baekjagang stood up together.

“Thank you for inviting me.”

The black rain has risen.

“Thank you for coming such a long way.”

They had a brief but proper farewell.

Although we are still enemies, we will join hands at least until we root out the forces behind this.

The successors also said their sad farewells to each other.

The swordsman spoke to the non-singer.

“It was cool to see you keep your promise.”

This is what I wanted to hear the most from Geommugeuk. The biggest reason I had the courage was because I wanted to show him that I could keep my promises. He was so flawless. Geommugeuk never forgot to tell him that.

“Even if you say that, I won’t make that promise again.”

This time, I parted ways with Jin Ha-gun.

“When I officially become your successor, let’s get together again. Let’s have a celebration party and dance all night long!”

Because Jin Ha-gun had not yet officially ascended to the position of So Myeong-ju.

“Let’s do that.”

Finally, I said goodbye to Jin Ha-ryeong. Of the three, she was the one who felt the most regretful. However, she tried hard not to show her regret.

“Will it become known that I dance?”

“I guess so?”

“If I had known this would happen, I would have done better.”

Geommugeuk looked around at everyone and said.

“I can’t do this because I miss Miss Jin. The five of us should cry one more time.”

Geommuyang and Jinhagun simultaneously pulled out their swords halfway.

“Look, I said they’re the same.”

So they said their sad farewells. Now, they felt like they could have stayed up all night and played.

Before going down to the first floor, Jinpaecheon asked.

“Surely you didn’t write that phrase, Master Sword?”

I checked the names written on the wall the moment I came in. At that time, I thought they were just graffiti from drunk people, but now that I think about it, that might not be the case.

“What I wrote is correct.”

Jin Pae-cheon was surprised by Geum Woo-jin’s answer. If that’s the case, then it means that all the writings left by the demons are real.

In my entire life, I have never seen masters leave their names on the walls of taverns and guesthouses in the world of martial arts. And are they just ordinary masters?

Then someone spoke from behind.

“Your Majesty, would you like to leave a word?”

When I looked back, Geommugeuk was standing behind me.

“I?”

Jinpaecheon was flustered. He is a person who never loses his composure even in the most difficult situations, but he was really surprised and flustered when he came here.

“Wouldn’t other people find it strange? This is where you left your names.”

“Wouldn’t it be amazing? The leader of the martial arts world has left his name behind with such pride. It’s truly amazing.”

Hey, that still won’t work.

“People will just watch it without thinking much about it. I guess so. I guess you wrote it.”

The moment he heard those words, Jin Pae-cheon remembered the emotion he had just recalled. The moment he regretted his past youth when he could not smile brightly or have fun.

‘What was there to think about so much? What was so serious about life?’

Okay, let’s leave a few words.

Jinpaecheon took a step towards the wall with the inscription written on it.

He was about to write something there when he turned to the other wall. He wrote something above the Cheonma inscription, and something below it. He was a person who cared about even such things.

Jinpaecheon’s sword was pulled out. He left a message on the wall with his sword. He wrote it down smoothly and without hesitation, from the very first letter, with a single stroke of his hand.

Jin Pae-cheon, the leader of the martial arts world, sees a new magic here.

I left a word for the sword dance drama. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have left a message. No, I wouldn’t have come in the first place.

“thank you.”

The sword dance politely expressed its gratitude with a prize.

And then this time he looked at Baekjagang. Baekjagang didn’t worry.

“If Jeong and Ma go, the apostles must follow.”

He wrote under Jinpaecheon. He didn’t worry about whether it was above or below. If Jinpaecheon’s handwriting was powerful and majestic, Baekjagang’s handwriting was neat and sharp.

Apostolic leader Baek Ja-gang watches his disciple’s dance moves at the Pungryu tavern.

It was a historic moment when the words of Cheonma, the leader of the martial arts world, and the leader of the sado world were all engraved on the wall of the Pungryu Tavern.