Absolute Regression - Chapter 398



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Episode 398: Not opening my heart to anyone in the world.

The cross-section of the stone lantern with the sword dance cut off was examined.

Looking closely, the cross-section was not as smooth as I had thought. But a smile formed on Geommugeuk’s lips.

‘The sword technique of the sky is trying to go beyond the composition.’

It was like the last period of confusion before reaching greatness. It is a natural phenomenon that occurs mainly in those who reach greatness too quickly, and in most cases, if they fail to reach greatness in this state, they end up regressing even further than their original abilities. In this way, martial arts tests the martial artist in various ways.

The swordsman trusted Ian. He knew how much effort she had put in to achieve this result. Ian’s efforts would never betray her.

Next, I looked at the bloodstains on the floor.

‘Ian is angry.’

He mercilessly cut down those who attacked him. Given Ian’s personality, he would never kill unnecessarily, so they must have been people who deserved to die.

As he looked around, he saw the traces of the sword and the blood stains left behind, and he recalled the fight that day in his mind. It was possible because his martial arts skills were so high and he knew Ian’s swordsmanship better than anyone else.

She imagined enemies rushing at her from all sides, trying to kill her, and Ian pulling out his sword and cutting them down. As the enemies fell, the imaginary blood splattered, falling precisely into the blood trails left behind in reality, merging with them.

The sword dance followed Ian’s movements exactly.

“Cut the two here, then stab the one rushing at you. Turn around again, block the attack, then stab the heart.”

When Ian turned his head, he saw those trying to blow the magic wand.

As she unleashed her black energy, those who were trying to throw the dark energy fell, and the trees and stone lanterns behind them were also cut down. The stone lanterns in the imaginary sword dance and the stone lanterns that were now spread out on the ground were combined into one.

Chwima was impressed by the description of the sword dance. He had a rough idea of ​​what the situation was like, but how could he recall it so precisely?

The sword dance slowly entered the building.

The interior was empty. There were signs of a struggle there, too. There were bloodstains here and there on the hallway floor.

In the last hall that we arrived at, Geommugeuk said:

“The last fight took place here. I cut down the two guys who were blocking me. I knocked out the dark spirit that flew in from behind the pillar over there and eliminated the one standing here.”

The sword dance slowly walked inside.

“Here you confront the chief.”

The swordsman quietly looked around the chair.

“I didn’t kill him. Not killing him means I was trying to find out something from him. In other words, the guy here wasn’t my final target. There must be a big sect in the North Sea that’s having trouble. I need to find it.”

Even though the problem was hinting at a bigger problem, Geommugeuk didn’t seem too worried.

“Aren’t you worried?”

“Who? Ian? Or the other person?”

After whining like that, Geommugeuk revealed his true feelings.

“I would have been worried if I had gotten involved in something ambiguous. If there had been no traces here, I would have been worried. But now, I feel a clear goal. Ian is moving according to plan.”

Chwima shook his head with an expression that went beyond admiration and said that he had lost. The sword dance was definitely different.

How could it be only today? I have experienced this kind of uniqueness many times during my journey to this place, so the time I spend with Geommu-geuk is so interesting and enjoyable. Is that why? I even feel a strange sense of stability.

I used to feel this sense of stability when we used to drink together at Chwimongru, but this time, after leaving the church, I could clearly understand what that sense of stability was.

Originally, I should have been a tense, nervous demon who was responsible for the safety of the cult leader, but instead, I felt protected. It felt like I was traveling comfortably with a close friend. Yes, the sword dance drama turned this dangerous journey into a journey.

Chwima followed the sword dance that was walking briskly and spoke loudly.

“You were there that day too? You saw it all? And now you’re acting all smart?”

* * *

When Black Fan Master Zhou Gui regained consciousness, he was in a dark warehouse-like place. He was under the control of the demon blood and couldn’t move. Fortunately, however, Ah-hyeol wasn’t under control, so he was able to speak.

‘Why me?’

Then suddenly an idea occurred to me.

‘Oh! I’ve been kidnapped?’

It’s hard to believe that I was kidnapped. A woman wearing a bamboo hat stormed into the manor, cut down my men in an instant, and subdued me.

I couldn’t see his face because he was wearing a cotton swab over his head. No, even if he hadn’t been wearing the cotton swab, I don’t think I would have been able to see his face because he was moving too fast.

If her goal wasn’t to kill him, she should have asked him some questions. The woman didn’t ask him anything, just subdued him and left him here.

‘What is it for?’

I couldn’t guess what the grudge was because he had committed so many evil deeds in his life. What was important now was that he survived.

‘You shouldn’t have let me live. Let me know who you dared to touch.’

He had a reliable backer. He was working with one place, especially recently, on an important project. If they knew that the manor was under attack, they would release their masters and come looking for him.

Bukhyeolmun (North Blood Gate).

The North Blood Gate was one of the three powers of the North Sea. Among them, the one that boasted the most power was the North Sea Ice Palace, and the remaining two were on par with each other, the North Blood Gate and the Ice Sword Gate.

The three powers were friends and enemies, internally competing for hegemony, and when pressure was applied from the Central Plains, they joined hands and became friends.

In particular, the Bukhyeolmun Gate is a gathering place for warriors with cruel and ferocious temperaments, and even the Bukhae Ice Palace does not dare to touch it.

The person who joined hands with Ju Gyu was Yang Zhong, the second son of the Bukhyeolmunju.

‘If you try to touch Yang Joong, your balls will fall off.’

He believed that Yang Joong would come to his rescue soon. He was a business partner who had to be saved. As the second son, he had to make this business a success in order to become the successor of the Bukhyeolmun.

It was just then.

“Ugh.”

I heard a groan from the side. I turned my head in surprise and saw someone sitting on a chair a little distance away. It was dark and I couldn’t use my inner energy, and I was so focused on being captured that I didn’t realize that someone was with me.

Joo-gyu looked closely at his opponent. The outline of his opponent’s face was revealed.

“Huh!”

Joo-gyu, who saw his opponent, let out a single scream.

“Prince Yang!”

Surprisingly, it was Yang Zhong. It would have been great if he had come to save me, but he had been captured along with me.

What if you, who is supposed to save me, are caught here?

“Come to your senses! Your Majesty the Yang!”

After shouting several times, Yang Joong finally woke up.

“Ju-gyu! How dare you!”

He misunderstood that Joo-gyu had caught him. He had just come to his senses and the surroundings were dark, so he only recognized Joo-gyu’s voice.

“Don’t misunderstand! I was also captured.”

Joo-gyu shouted to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

In the silence of disbelief, Ju-gyu spoke quickly.

“Wasn’t the person who kidnapped Prince Yang the woman wearing a bamboo hat?”

When Yang Joong heard the words “woman wearing a bamboo hat,” he thought of the person who had kidnapped him.

Yes, it was a woman wearing a bamboo hat. The woman subdued her guards in an instant, but her movements were so fast that I couldn’t tell what method she used. I couldn’t even see her face properly.

“Then you too?”

“The lottery is all used up.”

Yang Joong was not just guessing but was certain who had done it.

“Brother. It must be that guy’s doing.”

There was no one here in the North Sea who dared to touch him. If we were to be specific, it would be the North Sea Ice Palace and the Ice Sword Gate.

If it was the North Sea Ice Palace, they could have achieved what they wanted without having to kidnap him in this way. They would have just told him to come to the North Sea Ice Palace by that time, and he would have done as he was told. Above all, kidnapping is not their method.

The possibility of it being the Ice Sword Gate is also slim. They are the ones who joined hands with them to check the North Sea Ice Palace. They have a relationship with Lee and Lips. They both know very well that without lips, their teeth become cold.

However, Ju-gyu also seems suspicious of the fact that the person who committed this incident was the Grand Duke of Buk-hyeol-mun.

“If you kidnap Prince Yang, you know very well that the Grand Duke himself will immediately be suspected. I don’t think he would have done something like this. Besides, I’ve never heard of such a female student under the Grand Duke.”

“Then whose actions are you talking about?”

Joo-gyu, who had been thinking for a moment, lowered his voice and spoke secretly.

“Isn’t there something you and I are working on?”

Yang Joong’s impression was solidified. There was something he had been working on with Joo Gyu. He thought that if he had been caught together, it might have been because of that.

“Whoever did it, we’ll be released soon. They must have found out from the text that I was kidnapped and started searching. And we have the Hwangchu.”

Joo-gyu also knew Huang-chu well. He was Yang-jung’s right-hand man and a master of chasing techniques. Not only was he chasing techniques great, but his martial arts skills were also great, so when something like this happened, Huang-chu would step in and solve the problem.

“You can trust him, Hwang Dae-hyeop.”

“So don’t worry. You’ll realize that it was a big mistake to let us live. When we get out of here later, we’ll rip her bones out alive.”

Just then, I heard someone groaning as if they were waking up from behind.

The two men looked back, startled by the fact that there was another person there. It felt as if someone was hiding in the darkness and waking them up one by one at the right moment.

Joo-gyu pleaded as anxiety surged in.

‘No way? No way? Please!’

The two were now accustomed to the darkness. Their surprise soon turned into sighs.

The person leaning against the back corner wall with his blood subdued was none other than Hwangchui.

It looks like they were looking for themselves since they were caught here. That’s the problem though.

Then who are you looking for?

* * *

Geommu-geuk and Chwi-ma were sitting in a tavern in a town with a lot of people in Bukhae. The two had moved here from the first town where the estate was located. It was because they expected that the next event would happen in this area where there were obviously big sects.

Indeed, I was able to hear the news I wanted here. Many people were talking about it.

“They say that the North Blood Gate Confucius has gone missing.”

“I heard that too. It seems like that incident turned the Bukhyeolmun Gate upside down.”

Geommugeuk and Chwima were listening to their conversation from a little distance away.

Chwima said as he poured wine into Geommugeuk’s glass.

“Fighting the Bukhyeolmun Gate alone? You really are strong-hearted, you are strong-hearted.”

Both Geommu-geuk and Chwima knew about the Bukhyeolmun. It was one of the three powers representing the North Sea.

“Ian is fearless because he takes after me.”

“What on earth is going on that even the blood relatives of the Bukhyeolmun were kidnapped?”

“I guess he wanted to do his first martial arts trip properly.”

Chwima asked with interest, sipping his drink.

“So? Are you just going to watch this happen?”

Since they have touched the bloodline of the Northern Blood Clan, they will not let this go. Considering the number of masters and their overall size, they are definitely not an easy opponent.

“First of all.”

Still, I plan to wait and see how she handles it, because I know better than anyone how important this experience is.

Ian, how are you going to handle this?

At that moment, people on the street started to chatter.

“They are the masters of the Ice Palace!”

I looked outside and saw in the distance, unmanned personnel dressed in white, walking towards me.

North Sea Ice Palace.

They were known as the best of the mysterious forces in the martial arts world. They did not belong to any of the Jeongsama factions and walked their own path. They proved their strength by not falling even in that long history.

The prayers uttered by the Ice Palace warriors were clear yet cold.

Especially the young woman at the forefront was showing what cold beauty was. The sword dance knew who she was.

Hanseol (寒雪), the only daughter of the princess of Bukhae Ice Palace.

She was said to have a heartless personality, resembling the personality of the Ice Palace Lord of the time. She was known to have never opened her heart to anyone in her life. She was rumored to not trust anyone in the world, not even her parents. The rumors about her were all harsh and cold.

She was in the lead, followed by about a dozen masters. They were all masters of the Ice Palace, displaying great momentum.

As they were walking, catching everyone’s attention, they stopped in front of a tavern.

They had originally walked towards the tavern. After leaving the men to wait outside, Hanseol entered the tavern alone.

As she entered the tavern, the customers bowed their heads and remained silent. With each step she took, a chilly breeze descended.

Hanseol stopped in front of the sword dance. It was unclear whether her personality was as rumored, but at least one thing was certain. If there was a saying that she had a cold charm, it was definitely a word for her.

Hanseol stared at Geommugeuk with clear and cold eyes and spoke instead of greeting him for the first time.

“Your Majesty, how about a glass of ice wine with me?”