Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 871



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Side story 221. Dyeing (5)

Lee Cheon-sang looked back at Mokroe.

To the silent him, Mokroe tried to ask calmly.

“Are you going to continue like this?”

Lee Cheon-sang, who was about to nod, suddenly looked at the training ground.

Looking back, the training ground was a mess. The floor was broken and cracked here and there and needed to be repaired.

That means it was a fierce fight, but that doesn’t change the fact that it was an unintentional inconvenience.

“I guess I should clean up and go.”

Mokroe shook his head.

“You don’t have to do that. We have someone who does maintenance. We also often have to do a lot of heavy lifting, so we mobilize workers to do maintenance and repairs.”

“Where are those workers?”

“yes?”

“I don’t know if it was just a fight between the water gate guards, but since you caused trouble to someone who wasn’t even mine, shouldn’t you meet with me, apologize, pay the appropriate price, and then leave?”

Mokroe looked at Icheonsang as if he was seeing a strange person.

Of course, Lee Cheon-sang’s words are reasonable. You will also hear that he has a good personality as a bonus.

However, it was hard to find a person who cared so much about his workers or subordinates in the current Shinkyo. Even among the water gatekeepers, no one, except himself or a few of the guards, would even talk to the workers.

Mokrae, who was looking at Icheonsang with strange eyes, spoke in a smiling voice.

“If you want, I can do that for you.”

“Is that okay?”

“But it’s not like you can go to the worker with the mangled body, right? It’ll be hard to come back.”

Lee Cheon-sang, who had been quietly looking at Mokroe, tilted his head slightly.

“Do you know me?”

“I don’t know.”

“But why… … .”

“To be exact, I know the name. But I don’t know who he is. I’ve never met him in person.”

Mokroe politely accepted the offer.

“Congratulations on your victory. Personally, thank you for killing the common man.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“This is someone I was aiming for personally. I wanted to solve it with my own hands, but reality has its limits.”

Considering the fact that he was always talking badly to the water gatekeepers, calling them livestock and such, he was definitely a guy who would inevitably earn the resentment of many people.

He was a guy who took the lives of civilians who had left and not learned martial arts.

Lee Cheon-sang shook his head.

“I caught it for a purpose, not to take revenge on anyone. So, there’s no need to greet me.”

“Even if that wasn’t the intention, the result turned out like this. What’s more, I saw the entire process of this man teasing and killing ordinary people.”

“… … .”

“It’s a shame that I can’t take revenge on you with my own hands, but I felt I should at least pay my respects.”

“Did you play with it?”

“yes?”

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes were deep.

“I played with this guy?”

Mokroe was momentarily confused.

“Oh, that’s… … Isn’t that killing him as painfully as possible when it could have been done much more easily?”

Yes, that’s right.

Lee Cheon-sang clearly did so.

He had no personal feelings toward Beom-sang. He was still a man lacking in emotions. Even if he had known rich emotions, he would not have hated him because he knew how worthless it was to care about someone like Beom-sang, whether it was good or bad.

If he had hated and been angry, it would have been an ordinary act.

The current Lee Cheon-sang was not moving in extreme anger toward the ordinary, but for the sake of righteousness.

So he played with them and completely broke their minds and bodies. If it were him in the past, he would have cut off their heads as quickly as possible, but now he knew people, so he understood a great deal of the pain and madness they felt.

Since no one was apologizing, he had a vague idea that he would have to pay for all his past sins. Lee Cheon-sang simply beat and teased Beom-sang because he knew that he would be in pain.

Yes, he fought for it, even if it meant stalling for time.

The problem is that Mokroe noticed it.

“Did you see that?”

“Yes? Oh… … Of course.”

Rather, he seemed puzzled as to why he was asking the obvious.

‘Excellent.’

It is a martial art that I have been practicing for seven years. Since I am now twenty-four years old, it means that I started learning martial arts when I was seventeen.

Even so, he belonged to a group of the most elite water unit, and was a leader among them.

Furthermore, he saw through his own playing with the ordinary. It was clearly something that was difficult to understand at the current level of Mokrae.

A talent that can be learned through living with other people.

“If you start training in martial arts properly, you will become a master in no time.”

“… … ?!”

That was it for Lee Cheon-sang’s feelings towards Mokroe.

Whatever it was, it had nothing to do with him. He thought so, and after saying his thanks, he turned to leave.

But Lee Cheon-sang’s feet were tied again.

It was his own memories that tied his feet.

‘The interest is… … .’

The face and body of a woodcutter.

As I began to feel a sense of familiarity, one person came to mind.

“Do you know Mokjin River?”

“… … !”

Mokroe’s face hardened.

Lee Cheon-sang tilted his head.

“Do you know the man named Mokjangbaek, the leader of the Black Horse Corps?”

“… … I know.”

Mokroe’s eyes became clouded.

“The leader of the Black Horse Band is a distant relative, and Mok Jin-gang… … is my great-uncle.”

Mok Jin-gang was one of the three old demons who had escaped and kidnapped Black Horse Lord So-gong, Third Division Commander Yu-i-sang, and Fourth Division Commander Mok-jang-baek.

At that time, the Yasha Ilgak led by Lee Cheon-sang went out to rescue them and succeeded. Afterwards, after going through several incidents, they returned to Shingyo.

“I see.”

Lee Cheon-sang suddenly became curious.

“You were born with great talent. However, you entered the martial arts late, and you are the leader of the Water Gate, not another organization.”

“… … .”

“Was it because of family matters that you were late in becoming a monk?”

Mokroe sighed.

“There were circumstances.”

“It’s not something I need to know, but I’m curious so I’ll ask. I heard that the Mok family made great contributions to the new religion in the past. However, they made mistakes several times, and Mok Jin-gang, who was imprisoned in the brain prison, even escaped, so it wouldn’t be strange to blame the entire Mok family for this.”

“… … .”

“But I heard that the Mok family is still doing well. What happened?”

Mokroe smiled bitterly.

“I’m sorry. I’m afraid I can’t speak to you.”

“I see.”

Lee Cheon-sang nodded. Well, I asked because I was curious, but I didn’t think I would get an answer.

“Then, thank you for your hard work.”

“but…….”

“… … ?”

“I will tell you more about that when I have the chance, since you have taken care of someone who has a personal grudge as well as one related to my family.”

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes sparkled.

“What does it mean to say opportunity?”

“I have to fly.”

“… … .”

“For the sake of my family, I cannot be satisfied with this position.”

“Do you want to gain power?”

“I don’t need power.”

He said, “power and such.” Regardless of the sincerity behind those words, it seems that he came to hate power because he had seen so much tyranny from those in power.

“I just want to be big. I want to be famous. And the easiest and simplest way to get famous in our school is to be strong.”

Mokroe’s eyes flashed.

“I will become strong. That is my only way.”

Lee Cheon-sang nodded.

“Try hard.”

“Then let me ask you something.”

“… … .”

“This gentleman, or rather, my benefactor, has eliminated one of the enemies that had entangled me and my family. Having witnessed the outcome, I was able to relieve my burden on his behalf.”

“What do you want to say?”

“I should repay my benefactor. But all I have is my life.”

Mokroe bowed his head.

“If you wish, I will step down from my position as the head of the water gate and serve you with all my heart.”

Musa said that he would give his life for someone who recognized him. That meant giving up his life.

Mokroe wasn’t saying this just because he had simply taken revenge.

He had a goal. It wasn’t a vague desire to become stronger, but something that could only be achieved by becoming stronger.

But reality was harsh. No one would open the way for him. Even though they knew that his talent was superior to others, they refused to talk to him or ignored him just because he was from the Mok family.

Lee Cheon-sang was different.

He was a benefactor who recognized his own worth. He even openly praised people who might otherwise be the subject of gossip if he said so.

Lee Cheon-sang, who had been quietly looking at Mokroe, blurted out.

“You said you only know my name, but you don’t know who I am.”

“Yes, but that doesn’t matter anymore.”

“No, it will be important. I will lose my head before I can get stronger.”

“… … !”

“I am a person who has difficulty taking care of myself right now. I am lucky to have helpers here and there, but they are literally just helpers, not me.”

“… … .”

“You want something from me now. Words may be harsh, but you clearly intend to use me for your own purposes.”

Mokroe’s eyes wavered.

“If your presence is helpful to me, I don’t care if you use me or not. But you can’t be of any help to me right now.”

“That’s it… … !”

“You and I have no connection. I was curious about your family history, but it was purely out of curiosity. I didn’t ask because I liked you or thought you were worth using.”

Mokroe gritted his teeth.

It was a strangely miserable feeling. Hearing these words from someone I immediately thought of as my benefactor, and not someone else, felt like my pride was being torn to shreds.

“Make your own path. If you are truly willing to risk your life and move forward, and if you think that you will have no regrets even if you die, the answer will come to you on its own.”

Mokroe asked in a weak voice.

“It’s just a play on words to say that you won’t have any regrets even if you die. Who wouldn’t be afraid of death?”

“People who have never risked their lives and gone into battle always sneer at me, saying that it is just a joke, that it doesn’t make sense, or that it is just empty talk.”

“… … !!”

“If you really want to be strong, stop talking at your desk and come to the battlefield with everything you have. Then the path will open.”

Lee Cheon-sang turned around.

“The current Shinto religion is not a group with enough of a spirit of service to open the way for those who are not willing to risk their lives.”

* * *

“Are you back?”

Seo-pil’s demeanor as he greeted people politely was flawless.

“Did you win?”

“exactly.”

Lee Cheon-sang took out an iron plate with the number twenty engraved on it from his bosom.

Seo-pil smiled.

“Well done.”

“Did your work go well?”

“We have finished the initial negotiations with Lord Baek So-dam. Now, the real work begins.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“And, before you come back, I finished one more thing.”

“Something else?”

Seopil took out the iron sword from his bosom.

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes sparkled.

“Nine Demon Generals.”