Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 115



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Dam-myeong was holding a small stone in his hand. Episode 115

“… … I will definitely return.

So great blood will flow and purify this land.

I will go back to a time when nothing existed.

I will decide all life and death in the world, and this cannot be avoided even if the lock is lowered.

“Everything will go as planned.”

He put down the tombstone and closed the last page of the book.

It’s a book of prophecy…

A prophecy that a crazy bastard who dyed the world in blood hundreds of years ago will return to this land.

But the man who was called the Thousand-Sal Saint was already dead.

In the hands of the Dark Dragon Emperor who passed on his strength to me.

What an absurd prophecy that someone who died hundreds of years ago would come back to life.

However, this prophecy clearly came from Eunrim, who is carrying out the will of the Thousand-Year-Old Emperor.

At least they believe this ridiculous story.

So, I could have waited for that long, crouching in the darkness.

Well, there are people like me who died and came back to life… … .

Probably not only Huanmilu but all the Twelve Apostles have it.

I don’t know how many of them believe this prophecy.

He picked up the tombstone again and opened the book to the middle.

A chapter describing the opponents of the Thousand-Sal Saint.

“… … Wherever I stepped, white fog appeared, and flames rose in all directions.

The black and blue energy surrounding him made it so that nothing could harm him, and he would not tire from sunset to sunrise.

And both eyes were red as blood.

The last sentence.

Both eyes were red as blood… … .

“Now I understand. Why did I have to die in my previous life… .”

A question that had been pending for a long time has been resolved.

It was not his own will that he killed me, the special assassin whom Salmak’s Makju Neungjoun cherished.

It was because of my red eyes that I was called Hong-an-gwi.

I wonder if I am destined to become the rival of the Thousand-Year-Old Emperor.

But in the end, it turned out that their fate was due to their choices.

“Haa. This has become some kind of incredible fate… … .”

Perhaps destined to save the world.

Suddenly, my shoulders feel heavy.

The imprint of the dark dragon engraved on me was not meant to ultimately swallow up the entire world.

It meant to protect you.

Ultimately, it could mean the same thing.

Well, for now, I guess I’ll just continue doing what I was doing.

To eradicate Hwanmilru from this world.

It’s not like it has nothing to do with my fate.

* * *

“Umochi, how is the child?”

“Haha. Thanks to my day and night care, you’re in really good health. You’re probably playing with Tofu in the basement conference room right now.”

Maeng Deung-ho’s ten-year-old daughter, Wol-hwa, woke up two days ago.

I still can’t come out though.

“It must be stuffy for a child to be stuck in the basement. Where is Deoksam?”

I could see Deoksam taking a nap under a tree in the distance.

He looked quite spirited as he fought the Blood Demons with a long spear, so I tried to teach him martial arts, but he said he didn’t like it.

I think training will be difficult.

It seems like my laziness from the days when I was called a half-assed brat has been passed on to that guy.

“Thank you!”

“Yes. Whatever you want me to do.”

“Go to the inn in the lower village and tell Maeng Deung-ho that you can see your daughter now.”

Umochi, who was standing next to me, opened his eyes wide and asked.

“Oh. So now we’re finally going to wipe out those guys called Hwanmilu and all with the Red Dragon’s Flames?”

“No. For the time being, we’re just going to fight. It’s true that we’re going to wipe those guys out.”

If Eunrim is so interested in the adversary that appears in the book of prophecy, it would be better to be cautious for the time being.

Right now, it’s just a stage of doubt, but isn’t that enough to kill me?

Well, there was a person in a past life who died just because his eyes were red.

Anyway, it’s better to be careful until you have the dragon powers you haven’t obtained yet.

He called out to Nok Seung-seo, who was practicing from afar.

“Nokseungseo, where is Songgol?”

“That guy can do whatever he wants. But he’ll come flying whenever I call him.”

Nok Seung-seo pursed his lips as he looked at the distant sky.

Beep.

A whistling sound like the sound of a bird came out of his mouth.

If I hadn’t been looking at it from the front, I would have thought it was the chirping of a bird flying by.

After a while, a blue-winged pheasant flew in like the wind and landed on Nokseungseo’s shoulder.

Tilting his head.

“Where do you plan to send the letter?”

“To Namcheon Damdong… … .”

I handed him the letter I had prepared in advance.

An expression that seemed to guess my intentions without me even having to unfold it.

“Do you expect it to be a big fight?”

“That’s right. It’s a bigger fight than I thought… … .”

If it was a fight against an absolute master, it might be better.

But this is a fight against a huge force.

The power of Hwanmilu, who has been on the list of the Twelve Apostles for a long time, may be greater than I think.

By now, they’ve probably gathered all the Hwanmilu masters scattered here and there.

Then we also need to increase our power a bit.

“What should I prepare?”

Umochi, who always took a back seat in fights, is suddenly active.

I don’t know if it’s because of Bangyakran’s existence or because of Jegal So-hye who occasionally comes and goes.

“Umochi, I have something else to ask of you. I’ll tell you once I figure out the situation. It could be the most important thing.”

For some reason, Umochi’s shoulders felt a little raised.

“What should I prepare?”

Bang Yak-ran asked with her big eyes sparkling.

“You, Yakran… … . Keep sharpening your sword.”

She nodded, biting her lower lip.

This beautiful woman will soon become a ferocious beast and run among her enemies.

Holding two sharp curved swords in his hands, like gleaming fangs… … .

* * *

Hwanmilru.

bang!

Ma Jeong-so slammed the desk and shouted.

“No, shit. Where did it go… … . Did you look everywhere?”

The tombstone in my arms disappeared.

It was clearly wrapped in leather and placed deep inside the bosom.

At first, I was suspicious of the guy who came from the Beast Gate.

Because the only thing on my schedule this morning was meeting that guy.

‘But no… … . It couldn’t have been possible.’

His eyes were a bit unusual.

Coincidentally, after that guy left, I found out that the tombstone was gone.

But isn’t it impossible to steal something just by looking at it?

It was clear that he had no contact with that guy.

Moreover, in the private room, there were about ten eyes that could be called experts.

Even the greatest dreamer in the world would not be able to do this.

As expected, that guy named Dammyeong keeps bothering me.

I asked Ma Hyo-won, who was leisurely drinking tea on the other side.

“How’s the Beast Gate? Did that guy named Dam-myeong come back?”

“He came back to the door a few days ago. Of course, he hasn’t been out since. I think Maeng Deung-ho will come back in a few days with that bastard’s head. He still thinks we have his daughter.”

“Are you sure you’ve never been outside?”

“Haha, bro. There are more than ten kids lying around the Beast Gate. And I’m saying that they’re all quick-witted guys that I personally selected. I’m sure of it. It’s not like I’m some kind of special agent or something… .”

I know very well that this guy, Ma Hyo-won, is thorough.

But I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong.

Not only was the Gwiryeongdae massacred in Cheonhwajang, but Maeng Deung-ho’s daughter, who had been held captive as a hostage, also disappeared.

It seems like things are going wrong with Eunrim’s boast that she would deal with that guy named Dammyeong cleanly.

In addition, following the prophecy, even the tombstone disappeared.

‘When things are as complicated as a tangled web, there is only one way. You erase the unrelated parts. Until only one thing remains… … .’

I closed my eyes and erased each variable from my mind, one by one.

So you have to believe in that one last thing that remains.

Even if the conclusion seems impossible.

After a long time, I opened my closed eyes.

And then he opened his mouth towards Ma Hyo-won.

“… … We were fooled. Maeng Deung-ho joined forces with that guy named Dam-myeong.”

“Yes, yes?”

“I shouldn’t have believed that savage… … . I lied to you and wasted time. If you go to the inn by now, that bastard Maeng Deung-ho’s expression will have changed. He must know that his daughter is back alive.”

“No, but big brother. Doesn’t that make sense? Then who killed the Gwiryungdae? You examined the decapitated bodies, big brother. It was definitely the work of one guy. And he was incredibly skilled with the sword. A skill that a brute with only strength would never dream of… … .”

Ma Jeong-so opened his mouth, interrupting the conversation.

“Be quiet! Now is not the time to be fiddling around with this and that. It doesn’t matter why or for what purpose you’re doing this.”

“then……?”

“We have to prepare to fight. Who did this and why can be found out by holding a knife to their throat.”

“Then I’ll issue a summons and gather everyone together and wipe them out. Ah, I should’ve done this a long time ago, for some reason or another. What’s so hard about killing a few of those savages… ?”

“No, no… … . We still don’t know who’s behind those guys, so we have to be careful. For now, just quietly gather the guys who are first-class or higher here. When the time comes, they’ll definitely target Hwanmilu from here.”

Originally, fights should be fought in familiar places.

The place where Hwanmilu is located is a place where complex alleys stretch out like a spider web.

For first-time visitors, it feels like they’re lost in a maze.

‘The young guy must be arrogant because he killed the enemy and destroyed Chilseongbang. But there’s no way that young guy has ever experienced a real battle in Heukdo… … .’

This is the reason why Huan Milu was listed among the Twelve Apostles, even though Lu Zhuan himself never reached the level of a master.

Those who set fire, spread poison, and kill people are rushing in… … .

The real black sword fight is to harass your opponent in this way and slowly eat away at his flesh.

Hwanmilu is used to such fights.

‘Still, just in case, I guess I should reach out to them. I don’t know who the guy who annihilated the Gwiryungdae is, but there should be at least one expert who can deal with him… … .’

He called out to Ma Hyo-won, who was trying to go out.

“Go to Bukmyeongjang for a bit. Tell Jangju that it’s time to keep the promise you made to him before. He’ll understand what I mean.”

“Father, if you are talking about the leader of the Northern Ming Dynasty, are you talking about the Iron Tower King Zhang Liang?”

“Would there be another master there besides him? Just in case, say that a great master has appeared. Then he’ll probably come running even without the promise he made to me.”

There was one thing that helped Zhang Liang before.

In return for that, I promised to help you once.

‘It’s a shame to waste it like this, but… … .’

He called out to Ma Hyo-won, who was coming out.

“Oh! And on the way, stop by the potion makers. Tell them to stop all work and start making poison.”

“If it’s poison… … .”

“Why, there’s that. Dreamy Red Scatter… … That’s the end for you stupid savage bastards. Hehe.”

* * *

Beast Gate.

“It’s probably something like a dreamlike mountain… … .”

Umochi answered with confidence.

Dreamy poison is a poison mainly used by black magicians.

It is a poison that causes poisoning through inhalation when made into a red powder and sprinkled on the body. It is a type of hallucinogen.

A poison that blurs your vision and makes you feel dizzy.

If it’s a one-on-one match between experts, it won’t be a big problem, but if it’s a melee where dozens of people are fighting, it’s quite tricky.

“Are there any other German possibilities?”

“Haa, this is why I shouldn’t talk to someone who doesn’t know anything about poison. Since you are my ally, I will explain it to you step by step.”

If you are listening carefully to the explanation about poison by Umochi, the sixth son of Dokgok, you should listen carefully.

Because it’s true about poison.

“The ingredients for poison are not easy to obtain in the first place. Go to a herbalist and say something like, ‘Do you have any poisonous plants or cycads here? Or maybe some dandelion flowers…’. You’ll probably get kicked out for talking nonsense. That means the poisons those Hwanmilu guys can make are limited.”

It’s reassuring to have a colleague who is well-versed in poison.

“The Hwanmilu guys are the ones who make and sell low-quality marriage medicine and aphrodisiacs. They probably have plenty of ingredients for those. The poison they can make with those things is as high as Mongwanjeoksan. If the guys who make aphrodisiacs can make that much, it’s amazing.”

“Cancellation? Can you make it in advance?”

Umochi looked at me with a dumbfounded expression and answered.

“Ha. What on earth have you been thinking of me, Umochi, all this time? That little pill is something you can make with your eyes closed. If you take it in advance, it’s a special product that can last you about a day. How many do you need and for how long?”

This is the first time.