Absolute Regression - Chapter 419



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Episode 419: The most fearsome of other people’s knives.

Yang Seok was greatly shocked.

‘Your father thinks of you as his successor?’

The reason why the surprise is so great is because it contains the shock of betrayal. One doubt naturally comes over him.

‘Is that why you called the author so often? Wasn’t it because you received reports about me?’

At that time, Hanseol sent a message to him again.

– The information about the Demonic Cult may be incorrect. Please find out more.

The sword dance told her to say this. She told him not to try to deceive him, but to empathize and think together. She still didn’t know why, but she did as the sword dance told her.

-The information from the Demonic Cult must not be wrong.

Yang Seok knew very well how excellent the information network of the Demonic Cult was. His father had always emphasized many times that the Bukhyeolmun should also have an information organization like the Tongcheon-gak of the Demonic Cult.

Of course, this possibility existed.

‘What if Hanseol lied?’

Why would she do that? What would she gain by alienating Ha-gyeol and herself?

Another possibility.

‘It is possible that the Demonic Cult intentionally leaked false information to the Princess.’

I hoped it would be the latter rather than the former, because I hoped Hanseol wouldn’t be on the same side as the Demonic Cult.

Yang Seok was confused because nothing was certain, not even the assumption that the information could be true.

‘No matter what the trick or reason, you’ve underestimated me. I will never fall for such tricks.’

Yang Seok’s gaze turned to Geommugeuk and Hagyeol.

Finally, Geommugeuk looked this way and spoke loudly.

“Here you go, my friend. He’s a great guy. Come on, let’s go together.”

Geommugeuk led Hagyeol to where Hanseol and Yangseok were.

Naturally, Yang-seok and Ha-gyeol came face to face.

Yang Seok’s heart became complicated when he saw the result.

‘Is it really you? Your father chose you as his successor?’

I wanted to grab him by the collar and ask him, but I tried to suppress my excitement.

Ha-gyeol noticed that Yang-seok was looking at him with a different look than usual.

But it was truly unimaginable that the reason was because he suspected himself as the successor. Rather, he thought it was because of his resentment toward the leader of the Demonic Cult who acted as he pleased. Furthermore, he knew that he had feelings for the leader of the Ice Palace. This position would not be easy.

The sword dance was so exciting that it raised its voice on its own.

“It’s fate that we’re here, so let’s all four of us have a drink together. I abstained from drinking for a while, but that ended when Elder Seo passed away. Come on, let’s have some fun and drink like unbridled colts.”

What would Yang-seok say if the head monk asked him to drink? Since he was a guest, he had to serve him. Even if it wasn’t his suggestion, he felt like drinking because he was upset.

“Okay, I’ll prepare some drinks.”

He called a servant and ordered him to prepare alcohol for the guest house.

But Ha-gyeol politely declined.

“I have an appointment to see the Lord, so it is difficult for me. Then, I will take my leave now.”

If you have a drinking party with a swordsman, your identity can be revealed. With only two days left until the big undertaking, you have to be careful of even the falling snowflakes, let alone the leader of the Demonic Cult.

How can he not know that the sight of him gossiping in front of you like a neighborhood woman is not all there is to him?

Yang Seok coldly watched him retreat.

When we met earlier, he said he was on his way back from meeting his father. Since then, we have been together, but he says he has to go see his father? Yes, he can lie to the leader. But isn’t this the place where he is?

‘You’re saying you left without even looking at me?’

The sword dance began to blow, lighting a spark in his heart.

“Didn’t I tell you? He’s a funny guy. A guard who leaves behind the person he’s supposed to protect? Prince Yang, understand. Isn’t this guy a former ronin?”

Yang Seok rather represented Ha Gyeol.

“In the text, the Lord Moon’s command is absolute.”

He was smiling on the outside, but smoke was starting to rise inside him.

‘Are you really ignoring me because you consider yourself your successor?’

Even in normal times, he was different from ordinary subordinates. There was a strange aura about him that made it impossible to treat him carelessly. His father also treated him differently from other subordinates.

‘Is that really all?’

If he hadn’t killed his own brother, he wouldn’t have been this suspicious. He thought that since he had done something absurd, something absurd could happen.

There is one quickest way to check that.

That’s right, meet your father and confirm.

But I wasn’t in the mood for it.

What if the information I found out from the Demonic Cult was true? What would my father do? He didn’t even blink an eye when his second son died in front of him, so why wouldn’t he kill his first son?

While Yang Seok was lost in dark thoughts, Geommugeuk sent a message to Han Seol.

-You did a great job.

Hanseol did a great job with the job she was given. She lied without even blinking an eye. Relationships with people are difficult, but deceiving people isn’t difficult.

– Is that right? You’re so good at deceiving people.

-It’s not that you’re a villainess so you can deceive others, it’s that you’re smart so you can deceive others.

-You really seem like the kind of person who has an answer ready for anything.

-That’s because I’m smart.

It was a sword dance that really left me speechless.

Meanwhile, a table was set up in the guest room. Good wine and food were prepared, and the three people sat around it.

Yang Seok poured alcohol into Geommugeuk’s glass and thought to himself.

‘If that information is true, then the interest is not showing any sign of it even though they know that I cannot be the successor. He is not an easy guy.’

Yang Seok drank two glasses of alcohol in succession.

“Oh, Prince Yang. You are good at drinking.”

Originally, Yang Seok wasn’t a very strong drinker. But today, the alcohol went down like water.

After drinking a few glasses of alcohol, Geommu-geuk and Hanseol began to talk as promised. Geommu-geuk radiated his energy to prevent their conversation from leaking out. This was the beginning.

“Little Leader, when will you return to the new religion?”

“As you know, we killed Elder Seo and took revenge on Master Chwima, so our work is done. Now all that’s left is to return, but the Ice Palace Lord asked us to find out about the Extreme Delay, so that’s what we’ve left.”

The sword dance explained why such an important matter was spoken of lightly.

“To be honest, I’m not interested in extreme delays.”

Geommugeuk asked Yangseok while pouring him a drink.

“Gongja Yang, please tell me about the extreme delay. Then I will tell the Ice Princess and I will return to the school. If you don’t want to tell me, you can tell the Little Princess.”

“I should know something.”

Yang Seok answered politely. Now that I think about it, I really didn’t know anything.

All I did was search for people with extreme retardation with my younger brother, but I didn’t know where to use them.

Suddenly, I remembered what Hanseol had said earlier.

―You said that the purpose of finding the extreme delay is also related to the successor.

What if I am the successor? What if I don’t know anything?

Does that mean that the final result and the extreme delay are related?

The Black Magic Theater summarizes what is currently happening in the North Sea in one sentence.

“Anyway, that’s the greed of old people.”

Here we can see that the old people are Elder Seo and the Bukhyeolmunju.

Even though it was an insult to his father, Yang Seok couldn’t refute it. No, he didn’t think of refuting it. It was clear that his father was being greedy and didn’t even tell his son.

Up until now, I had only trusted my father and followed him without asking him a single question. But an unbearable sense of betrayal began to rear its head.

“Now, let’s drink.”

Geommugeuk kept offering him drinks. Before he knew it, Yangseok’s face was red with intoxication.

The North Sea affair started with a drunken affair, and even at this moment, alcohol played a big role.

The sword dance was not picky about the means and methods. Since the opponent was rushing in using the self-destruct attack, they had no intention of fighting back with proper methods.

Hanseol sent a message to Yangseok.

-Ask the cult leader directly if that information is true.

– Then wouldn’t it be revealed that you said that to me?

– I’m fine. Since you brought it up in the first place, I guess I should accept this much. Are you going to hand over the position of successor to your subordinate like this?

Yang Seok asked suspiciously.

-Why are you trying to help me?

The sword dance had expected him to ask this question. Now was the moment for her to fulfill the second most important role she had to play today. A short but powerful word.

-I wish you would become the Bukhyeolmunju.

Yang Seok felt passionate at those words. He had feelings for Han Seol and was drunk, so the moment he heard those words, he felt a joy he had never experienced before.

Just by looking at Yang Seok’s expression, Geommu-geuk could tell what kind of message Han Seol had sent. He pretended not to know and just drank his alcohol, but Yang Seok finally drew his sword.

“Little Leader, I will ask you a question about the unmanned versus the unmanned.”

“Why are you acting so scary?”

“Did Father really appoint Ha-gyeol as his successor?”

The smile disappeared from Geommugeuk’s face. Instead of making excuses, he looked at Hanseol with cold eyes.

“It’s you.”

Hanseol did not deny it.

“That’s right. I overheard the young sect leader talking to the sect leader and told this person.”

“You must have overheard it, not just by chance.”

In fact, considering Hanseol’s martial arts skills, it was impossible for him to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

But now, Yang Seok didn’t have any accurate information about the three people’s martial arts skills, and even if he had, he wasn’t in a position to make a rational judgment. All of his attention was focused on whether it was true or not.

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to help Prince Yang.”

Hanseol lowered her head. She felt a strange sense of joy in her own way. It was a dangerous mission, even wearing the Heavenly Palace Armor, but surprisingly, this moment was fun. It was amazing that she could act like this so naturally.

Yang Seok, who could not have known her feelings, stepped forward when she was cornered.

“Stop harassing people. This is my problem, so let’s solve it together.”

He held out his glass. His expression seemed to suggest that we should talk man to man, man to man.

“Did father really make Ha-gyeol his successor?”

Geommu-geuk glared at Yang-seok with cold eyes. It was incomparably colder than when he had smiled and spoken earlier.

Hanseol could feel that these conflicting reactions were increasing the credibility of what he was going to say. She could see that overpowering and deceiving others was not something that could be done with just good words. The feeling changed completely with just one expression and one look in his eyes.

“You learned something you shouldn’t have known.”

As the sword dance came out like this, Yang Seok felt as if everything was true. He was gradually being swept away by the atmosphere created by the sword dance.

“It is my business. It is my duty to know. Let me ask again. Have you really decided to appoint a successor?”

Now, with a helpless expression on his face, Geommugeuk calmly answered.

“exactly.”

“Do you have any evidence?”

“We have put all our intelligence resources into this case. My words are proof.”

The serious expression on his face, Geommu-geuk, really didn’t look like someone lying. Yang-seok was confused. Did his father really abandon him?

“If your master finds the extreme delay, you may find yourself in trouble.”

Although he said it was difficult because it was in person, he meant that he could be eliminated soon. It was a remark made with the intention of preventing him from going to the Bukhyeolmunju to confirm it.

“That is why our school’s Tongcheon-gak is also keeping an eye on this matter. It is not common for someone to eliminate their own blood relatives in order to make someone else their successor.”

This time, he used the words “eliminating blood relatives” directly. Every word contained the calculations of the swordsman.

Suddenly, Yang-seok wondered why his father had so easily allowed him to get rid of his younger brother. Was it because we weren’t extremely retarded that there was no need?

The flames of doubt that had been burning in his mind were now beginning to smoke black smoke.

“When looking for a special constitution, isn’t it usually to practice Dafa? It might be a Dafa that shouldn’t be in the world, so our school is on high alert. Because of that, I’m the only one who’s getting annoyed.”

My half-hearted heart became more inclined. There was no reason for Geommu-geuk to lie about something like this. Why would the leader of the Demonic Cult stay in this cold North Sea?

“Okay, now that I’ve told you the truth, tell me honestly what you know about extreme delay.”

Yang Seok hesitated for a moment and then finally opened his mouth.

“I don’t know exactly. My father just said that it was important and that it had to be handled secretly. Oh, he did say this. The extreme delay would make the main text the first branch of the North Sea.”

A chill ran through Hanseol’s heart as he listened. Those words meant that they would soon bring down the Bukhae Ice Palace. Given what they had done so far, that method would absolutely not be justified.

‘If you plan to do that, you will be erased by us, not the Demonic Cult.’

The sword dance drama subtly suggested a solution.

“If you find the extreme delay first, it will be easily solved.”

Geommugeuk added nonchalantly, as if he still didn’t care much.

“If you find out, be sure to contact me. Either to me or to the Princess here.”

“I will do that.”

The three of them drank again.

At this moment, Yang Seok was determined to change his fate.

‘Intercept extreme delay and eliminate the lower bound.’

If they wanted to make him their true successor, they had to kill him, and it didn’t matter if this information wasn’t true.

Because it’s just one subordinate who was a thorn in his side dying. If you’re right, you save yourself, but if you’re wrong, one subordinate dies.

The problem was his father. If he found out that he had intercepted the extreme delay and killed Ha-gyeol, wouldn’t he just sit by? How could he avoid responsibility?

Yang Seok raised his head and looked at Geommugeuk.

‘What if the Demonic Cult’s leader intercepts the Extreme Retardation? What if Ha-gyeol dies at the hands of the Demonic Cult’s leader?’

The idea is to use Geommugeuk as a sword for murder. Because it is the most terrifying and powerful sword among the swords of others in the martial arts world.

If this was all just a trick, he was having even scarier thoughts that he shouldn’t have.

‘What if my father dies because of the leader of the Demonic Cult?’

Now a fire was burning in his heart, a fire of suspicion, anger, and desire.

‘You’re going to do all this. Yeah, just laugh like an idiot.’

As if he had read his mind, Geommugeuk smiled brightly and handed him a glass.

“When I see you, it seems like the Bukhyeolmun Gate is wide open.”

Yang Seok didn’t know what he meant, but Han Seol did. She said that Ian said that he could open the gates of hell, but he would open the gate of Bukhyeol.

And the sword dance told her that the door was now open.

“Now, let us have a toast to the Bukhyeolmun Gate!”

In the midst of the clash of desire and sorrow, a toast of admiration was added.