Absolute Regression - Chapter 402



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Episode 402: Some guy drinks in broad daylight.

“What I want to say is… … .”

Hanseol, of course, and Geommugeuk were also curious about Ian’s answer. Her coming forward wasn’t something that had been planned in advance.

Ian calmly told his true feelings.

“Please believe in our little leader just once.”

A look of surprise crossed Hanseol’s face, who rarely showed her emotions. She really didn’t know that a subordinate of the Sogyoju would say something like that.

“I know it’s difficult to trust each other in this situation.”

“But why did you say that?”

Ian answered Hanseol’s cold question softly.

“Because there is something in this world that transcends everything.”

From beginning to end, the answer was beyond Hanseol’s expectations.

Hanseol’s gaze turned towards Geommugeuk.

“Is that transcendent being the leader of the cult?”

“Yes. I know it might sound like a crazy thing to you, Your Highness.”

Hanseol, who was looking at Ian, looked at Geommu-geuk. Now, explain about this crazy woman, her eyes were like this.

Of course, it wasn’t a sword dance that would just follow his intentions.

“This is how I am respected by my subordinates.”

Hanseol glared at Geommugeuk as if she was staring at him.

She had originally been skeptical about the myths surrounding the rumors of the Sword Dance Theater. But after hearing Ian’s words, her suspicions had now become certain.

‘Maybe it really was manipulated.’

Otherwise, there would be no way that the subordinate would tell her to trust him because his leader was a ‘transcendent being’. She was either brainwashed, or she was given orders, or she was just a crazy bitch. Whatever it was, it didn’t suit the great hero who was changing the landscape of the martial arts world.

“It’s hard to get started, but once you get used to it, doesn’t everything become easier? So, Princess, just do it!”

The gaze of the swordsman turned towards Ian.

“Like that kid now.”

Ian lowered his head. He’s the kind of person who says things like that no matter what he does, so it’s understandable that he would cause an accident like this.

Ian mustered up his courage and said it again.

“Trust the Lord. You will never regret it.”

Hanseol snorted coldly and turned around to bid farewell to Geommugeuk.

“I’ll contact you again.”

As she left, Ian sighed.

“I ruined everything, didn’t I?”

“Transcendence was a bit excessive.”

“I said those words without realizing it. I don’t know why I wanted to help that cold person.”

Aren’t you the one who came all the way here to get a glass of water?

The sword dance already knew the answer.

Ian found the answer in the surrounding scenery.

While I was dealing with the Bukhyeolmun matter, I couldn’t see anything around me, but after meeting Geommu-geuk, I started to see the scenery.

“I guess it was because the snowy scenery I was seeing after a long time was so beautiful.”

* * *

“The young leader has made a new proposal.”

Hanseol’s actions were different from what she had said to Geommugeuk.

“In exchange for handing over the children of the Bukhyeolmun, he asked to stay in the main palace for a while. And I accepted that offer.”

He told Geommugeuk that he would discuss it with the Ice Palace Lord, but he said it as if he was telling his mother that he had accepted it. It wasn’t because of Ian’s words that he trusted Geommugeuk.

I was curious about my mother’s reaction. How would she react if I made a decision on my own?

I expected her to react angry or coldly, but surprisingly, Binggungju was calm.

Hanseol answered the question in Binggungju’s eyes as he asked the reason.

“Because saving the children of the Bukhyeolmun is the priority.”

“No, tell me the real reason you accepted it. Isn’t that the first reason?”

That’s right. It was my mother who made the secret pact with the Bukhyeolmunju. There was a reason that took precedence over the life and death of those who were captured.

“I wanted to confirm.”

“what?”

I wonder how my mother will react to my dogmatism.

But she gave another reason.

“The little cult leader I saw was different from the rumors. So I wanted to see him up close and see if he really was that great of a person. And… … .”

There were other reasons besides the fact that false rumors do not spread.

“If it really is true that Wonju was murdered as they think, aren’t you curious? Who killed him?”

The Ice Palace Lord looked at his daughter without saying a word. He could have said something to her since she looked different than usual.

“You handle this matter yourself.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Hanseol greeted her respectfully and went down to the palace.

The Ice Palace Princess walked to the window and looked outside. The snow-covered Ice Palace was the same as yesterday, but she was looking at it with a different mind today.

* * *

Yang Il, who was listening to the iron gate, sighed.

The person in the front room was dragged out and did not return.

Mr. Lim, who was with him, had also been taken away for several days, but he had not returned. Also, it did not seem like they were resting in a clean and comfortable place. If they had, they would not have been locked up in this damp and dank place in the first place.

“Hyun-ah, Min-ah.”

Tears welled up in Yangil’s eyes. He had never shed a tear in his entire life.

I missed the kids so much.

I didn’t realize it when we were together, but when I thought that I might never see them again, I couldn’t help but think of the children.

My wife, who is already very worried, must be having trouble sleeping at this point.

They brought me here with a smile, but they didn’t even allow me to send them a letter acknowledging my arrival.

The reason I came here was because a doctor was testing a new medicine he had developed. He gathered people from the biggest hospital in town and conducted various tests. People gathered because they were paid enough to pay for several days just to take the tests.

And in the village, only he and Mr. Im had the constitution they wanted.

They said they would pay me a lot of money if I participated in the experiment for just two or three months. At my current income, it was an amount that would take me several years to earn.

My wife advised me against it. It was dangerous. I could get hurt, and it was suspicious that they were giving me so much money. And they were foreigners.

But after much thought, Yangil decided to go.

There are some people who want to go but can’t because their constitution doesn’t suit them.

Moreover, the people who examined my body were very polite and respectful. They even told me honestly that in some cases it could be harmful to my health. So I trusted them even more.

Even though my wife and I worked hard, we didn’t save money well. When I thought I had saved some money, I had to spend it, and when I thought I had saved hard, I had to spend it again.

If I got the money, I planned to open a small shop. I had lived a life of doing all kinds of hard work, but I didn’t want my children to live that kind of life.

Will the children be able to endure the hardships he is putting them through? His wife tells him to trust his children, but Yangil can’t. No, he doesn’t want them to go through such hardships. Just one small store to support the family of four! Please!

But after I left home, I felt something was wrong.

Instead of people coming out of the assembly taking them away, they were escorted by sword-wielding unmanned personnel.

Originally, I was not supposed to go, but I ended up in Bukhae, and instead of a hospital, I was locked up in a secret mountain lodge. I was not allowed to go out, let alone go outside. Then, I was moved to this place not long ago, which was decorated like a brain prison.

‘I should have listened to my wife.’

At that moment, an unmanned man opened the iron door and came in.

“let’s go.”

Yangil’s heart sank. It was finally his turn.

My heart started pounding like crazy.

‘Am I going to die now? I can’t die like this.’

Should I surprise this unmanned vehicle in front of me and run away? Or even headbutt it?

But even for an ordinary person, it would not be easy, and the opponent was an unmanned person. No matter how hardened his body was through construction work, it was impossible to deal with an unmanned person.

Yangil was dragged out.

As I walked down the hallway, I didn’t feel any eyes on me. Normally, there would have been people in the room in front of me, in the room next door, and in the room next to that. However, those who were dragged away never came back.

‘I’m the last one!’

The place I was taken to was filled with all sorts of unidentifiable objects. There was a strange smell of medicine that I had never smelled before.

And in the middle of the room was a bed made of jade.

The unmanned vehicle that was brought spoke to Yangil.

“Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed. Take off everything, nothing.”

As Yangil hesitated, Muin glared at him coldly, as if he would not say anything twice.

Yang-il took off his clothes in a chilling manner. I should rush in now and subdue him and run away! My instincts screamed at me, but my body, which had never fought anyone in its entirety, could not be true to its instincts.

He built houses, paved roads, and built dams. He did rough and hard work all his life, but he had a gentle personality and never hit anyone.

Yangil lay down on the bed. The bed was much colder than he had expected. The man tied Yangil’s arms and legs with leather ropes attached to the bed, preventing him from moving.

As soon as he was ready, the door opened and four people came in.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe and three warriors escorting him. One of the warriors was wearing a mask, and his eyes were even more intense than those of the middle-aged man in the blue robe.

A middle-aged man approached and looked down at Yangil. His eyes were colder than the chill in the bed he could feel on his back.

Yang Il prayed earnestly. He didn’t know what kind of test they were conducting, but he prayed that he would be the right person.

‘Please just let me live!’

Now I didn’t need money. I just needed to get back alive. So I could see my wife and children again.

The middle-aged man began to take the test in earnest.

As he manipulated the bed beneath him, it began to get colder.

“Eeeeeeeeeee!”

It was so cold that I couldn’t help but groan. I thought I would freeze to death if this continued.

“Please save me!”

The man spoke coldly to Yangil’s pleas.

“There are one in a thousand people born with an ice body. If you have an extreme cold body, you will be able to survive.”

Yang Il despaired. Doesn’t that mean that if he isn’t one of the thousand, he will die?

Just then, a middle-aged man in the room snorted.

“But what is this smell?”

The smell was coming in through a small hole in the iron door.

“It smells like alcohol.”

The middle-aged man’s expression instantly hardened.

“What kind of person drinks alcohol in broad daylight?”

One of the three standing drones went out.

“I will check.”

The unmanned man opened the door and went out. He checked the hallway and was surprised. The hallway ahead seemed to be covered in fog.

‘what?’

There’s no way this kind of fog could form indoors, right?

The unmanned unit, sensing some unknown danger, drew its sword.

In an instant, fog rolled in. The smell of alcohol wafted from the fog.

‘The smell of alcohol in the fog? Then this is it!’

It was a cycle.

It was so intense that even people who were strong with alcohol, not to mention those who were weak with alcohol, found it difficult to control their bodies. It was such an intense cycle that it made me think that this might be the feeling that would come if the dam containing the alcohol broke and overflowed up to the knees.

Before I could even feel it approaching, an arm with a clenched fist shot out from the fog.

The fist struck lightly, and the drone flew away, crashing into the wall and losing consciousness.

The person who appeared from the fog was none other than Chwima.

The cycle was wrapped around his body like a self-defense weapon. It was now just an ordinary fog, but it was actually a cycle of magic that could change into any shape.

He opened the door and went in where the unmanned area was.

Shhhhh.

Another drone, sensing that the situation outside was not normal, swung its sword at the horse.

Chwima easily dodged the sword that was flying towards him, and this time he lightly struck the warrior’s neck with the blade of his hand. The warrior fell down after being struck lightly, and was unable to get up.

Whirlwind, whirlwind, whirlwind.

The mist-like wisps that had filled the outer corridor gathered around Chwima and wrapped around his body, billowing like a mist.

The middle-aged man in the blue robe looked at Chwima with a surprised expression. His two subordinates were not capable of being defeated so easily. That meant that the opponent’s martial arts were really strong.

But he did not despair yet. Among the three, the real power was the masked man.

Chwima glanced at the two men, then looked at Yangil, who was lying on the bed. He was so cold that it seemed as if he would stop breathing at any moment.

It was a situation where the masked man could have attacked him by surprise if he had been paying attention to him, but Chwima didn’t care at all. Even though Chwima turned his back to Yangil, the masked man didn’t dare to attack him. He felt as if Chwima’s cycle, swaying around his body, was watching him.

After the swindler untied the leather that bound Yangil, he grabbed his wrist. As the hot air flowed in, Yangil let out a calm breath and came to his senses.

Even though he had confirmed his opponent’s skills, the middle-aged man gave a soft warning.

“Do you know who we are? If you retreat like this, you will be able to save your life.”

Then, Chwima readily revealed his identity. Since the Bukhae Ice Palace already knew that the Heavenly Demon Sect was involved in this incident, there was no reason to hide it.

“I’m drunk.”

“!”

The middle-aged man froze, lost in thought. The masked man’s expression also hardened.

“Why you?”

If it weren’t for the move he had just shown his subordinates, if it weren’t for the fact that he was in a state where he couldn’t find an opening even when his back was turned, I would never have believed it.

But it was definitely intoxicating. This deep cycle and scent that was faintly wafting was an energy that could not even be imitated by anyone other than intoxicated people.

No, leaving all that aside, the man before my eyes was displaying an unapproachable presence.

Yang Il-do was just as surprised as them.

Is this guy the famous demon cult Palmazone’s drunkard? Who in the world doesn’t know them? There’s even a saying that goes, “When children cry, the demon cult comes and takes them away.”

“Is there anyone named Yang Il among those who were brought in?”

Yang-il was surprised when Chwi-ma found him.

“I am Yangil. I am closing.”

He had never personally entangled with a third-rate warrior in his entire life, and yet the Demon Lord was looking for him. How did he know my name?

“That’s fortunate. Our goal was to save Janelle.”

Yang Il couldn’t understand this situation at all.

‘Amazon has come to save me?’

It was as if he was dreaming. He looked down at the bed.

‘Oh, are you dreaming right before you die?’

It occurred to me that I was really freezing to death in bed and that I might be dreaming this in my final moments.

But it was too vivid to be a dream or a fantasy. Even now, the bed I’m sitting on is so cold that my butt is freezing.

“You came to save me? Why would you, my noble one, come to me?”

Yangil’s voice trembled. He had come for another matter and thought that he was being saved by someone else.

Then, a surprising answer came out of Chwima’s mouth. It was probably the most surprising thing Yangil had ever heard in his life.

“Your wife asked me to bring her husband home.”

“!”

Yangil’s eyes widened in surprise. How could his wife ask such a favor of Amazon?

“My wife? My wife has never left the village since she married me… … .”

Soon, Yang Il shook his head. There was no way something like this could happen.

‘Oh, I’m already dead. Thank you, wife, for saving me even in my dreams. Raise the children well and live well. I’m sorry I couldn’t be with you until the end.’

In the meantime, the dreamlike reality continued.

“I don’t drink alcohol, so I’m a bit sensitive.”

Chwima had not yet drunk the ice drink that Wonju had put into the blood well. He had planned to drink the ice drink and kill the person who killed her. So that she could share the moment of revenge with him.

“Is it dangerous when I drink alcohol? Or is it dangerous when I don’t drink alcohol?”