Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 886



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Side story 236. Earthquake (1)

“My lord.”

“Oh, you’re here?”

Heo Seong-gwan’s face was filled with leisure as he sipped his tea without even looking back.

“What happened?”

“He has completely disappeared. His whereabouts are unknown.”

“Wasn’t it impossible with your abilities?”

There was a subtle reproach in his calm voice.

The man, Milmajojang, bowed his head.

“Sorry, I couldn’t find it.”

Heo Seong-gwan nodded silently.

Although he is known to be sinister because he operates directly under the General Staff, Milmajo’s abilities are considered to be at the peak of the Shinsei sect.

Of course, there are places that are stronger than Milmajo, even though they only teach martial arts. In particular, the area around the cult leader’s temple was swarming with monsters that didn’t even bother with Milmajo. In the first place, there were only a hundred people.

However, Milmajo’s greatest strength is that he is good at almost everything that needs to be done in the dark, such as pursuit, deduction, assassination, escort, expelling the thief, and explosions, based on his strong military force.

In reality, Milmajo prioritized recruiting those with superior wisdom, agility, and situational awareness rather than martial arts talent. However, they did not recruit those with low martial arts talent.

The current Milmajo, although small in number, was one of the most powerful factions under General Heo Seong-gwan.

Heo Seong-gwan, who had been lost in thought, licked his lips.

“If you guys can fail, then it would be impossible for anyone in the martial arts world. There’s nothing we can do.”

“I will gladly accept the punishment.”

“If it were normal, I would have been worried about how much I should cut your salary to compensate for it.”

Heo Seong-gwan smiled bitterly.

“Maybe we should give them a special allowance instead of a pay cut.”

“yes?”

“Sooner or later, the Hwanheewonju will draw his sword and come here.”

The eyes of the Milmajojang emitted a gloomy light.

It may be a metaphor. But it is even scarier because it is a metaphor. If Baek So-dam had really tried to defeat Heo Seong-gwan by force, Milma Jo-jang would have felt relieved.

Baek So-dam’s real weapons were not martial arts, but strategy and background.

Milmajojang was always wary of Baek Sodam. At first, it was because Heo Seonggwan did not like her, but as time went by, he came to know that she was truly no ordinary person.

“I pushed you first and gave you enough time to prepare, so you’ll come out with some serious weapons.”

“But aren’t you prepared to receive as much time as you have given to the Lord of Hwanhee?”

“Is there anything else I need to prepare? I’m a general in the military. Currently, in the new sect, aside from the leader, there is no one with a higher rank than me.”

In fact, it was difficult for Heo Seong-gwan to defeat him even with just that one weapon.

The reason Heo Seong-gwan turned a blind eye to the impulsive actions of Baek So-dam and other leaders was not because he lacked power.

If you try to suppress every single one of your subordinates’ outrageous behaviors, you won’t be able to govern this vast new religion. You’ll be busy right now and won’t be able to sleep at night.

When it’s time to watch, watch; when it’s time to tighten, tighten; when it’s time to step, step firmly. That was Heo Seong-gwan’s politics.

And now, in his view, Baek So-dam has crossed the line. That’s why he’s trying to trample her to death.

“Baek So-dam had a deep connection with the old man in many ways. When I was reforming the new religion together with the current leader, that woman who was the head of the Sowon Church also became the head of the Hwanhee Church.”

“You’re young.”

“It’s a name that will always come up when discussing the youngest of all time. That’s how outstanding Baek So-dam’s abilities are.”

The eyes of the millstone maker deepened.

“From then on, you didn’t step on the sprouts.”

“Hey, man. Why are you stepping on the sprouts of talented people? Baek So-dam has shown a mature handling of affairs that is not befitting her age. The previous Wonju raised her well. For better or worse.”

“… … .”

“The problem was with that girl who started to grumble because her head was getting bigger.”

Heo Seong-gwan’s eyes became cold.

“You seem like a bitch who doesn’t know what’s going on.”

He knew very well that Baek So-dam was of humble origins.

He wasn’t even from the martial arts school or the upper class, let alone the Magical Seven. Baek So Dam was literally nothing more than a beggar. If he hadn’t been lucky enough to join the school and been selected by the previous head of the school, he would have died before he even reached the age of 60.

‘That bitch who grows filth in her blood vessels is doing well. When I tell her she’s doing well, she’s trying to play right over her master’s head.’

But if I had just done my job well, I wouldn’t have cared and would have just lived my life to the fullest.

“Please give the order.”

Heo Seong-gwan took out a reddish card from his bosom and handed it to Milma Jojang.

“What is this?”

“It’s a temporary punishment badge.”

“What do you mean by Hyungjupae…?”

“For the next three days, you will be the temporary head of the criminal court.”

The eyes of the Milmajojang wavered.

“Am I the one talking?”

“Baek So-dam will be here soon. I will take you to the criminal court sometime today or tomorrow. They will handle you properly there.”

“I apologize for asking, but I know nothing about criminal law.”

He was the type of person who would normally not respond when given an order, but now he couldn’t do that.

In the first place, I didn’t even know there was such a thing as a temporary criminal record, but even if I were to take on the position of the head of the criminal law party, I would need to have at least some knowledge about it in order to arrest all the people related to Baek So-dam. What he knew was only as much as the leaders of the new religion knew. He didn’t have the knowledge to tie them up by mobilizing all sorts of laws.

Heo Seong-gwan chuckled.

“Do you know when the temporary statue was created?”

“I don’t know.”

“It was made three days ago. I made it myself.”

“… … !!”

“Don’t look at me like that. I even got permission from the leader.”

“I see.”

“The cult leader doesn’t seem to be interested in such things. So, he just stamps his seal on any motion that is roughly passed.”

Milmajojang felt goosebumps.

This means that if a passed agenda, request, etc. is brought up, permission is granted unconditionally. In other words, if General Commander Heo Seong-gwan somehow brings a document in front of the leader, it can immediately become a new law of the new religion.

‘I knew it would be like this.’

He was a lord, but he didn’t know much about the position of Generalissimo. Now he realized the true power of the position of Generalissimo.

The position of head of the military was an absurd one, one that literally gave him the power to play with the law.

“Do you understand why I am saying this?”

Milmajojang’s eyes lit up.

“I understand.”

“I’m not telling you to learn criminal law from now on. You’re just a temporary worker. So there’s only one thing you have to do.”

“Is it okay if I just harass Baek So-dam somehow?”

“The method will be explained by the public servant. Baek So-dam has a huge grudge against that girl.”

The rumor that the head of the criminal law department, Gongmu-oe, wet his pants and bowed his head during a conversation with Baek So-dam had already spread far and wide.

Now, no one would want to be off-duty, and there would be no respect for him. Naturally, even among the leaders, there was no one who would pick up and use off-duty.

“Will you hold me in your arms outside of public office?”

“What good would it do to put such a mediocre person in your pocket? It would just make your pocket smell like urine.”

The corners of Heo Seong-gwan’s mouth went up.

“If there’s any use for it, it’s that he’s related to the Queen. Even if I can’t use him for fear of ruining things, his existence will certainly be of great help in cooking up the Queen in the future.”

Don’t just look at what’s in front of you. Take into consideration everything you see, even the things you can’t see, and prepare double or triple.

Milmajojang was once again amazed at his master’s thoroughness. He didn’t have the confidence to live such a complicated life.

“Even if you’re the commander-in-chief, it doesn’t look good to hand over a temporary punishment certificate to your confidant. That’s why I’m not going to involve Baek So-dam’s entourage and am only planning on taking down that woman.”

“… … .”

“Since she’s been thrown in the criminal court anyway, there’s nothing she can do. The public servants will figure out the charges and string them together. You just have to do everything you can to destroy her.”

“How far can I go?”

“Just enough to keep it from dying. Whether it’s pulling out its fingernails, peeling its skin, or raping it, just throw that stiff soul into the cesspool so it never sees the sun again.”

Heo Seong-gwan smiled faintly.

“Shouldn’t we set an example so that no one dares stand up to the military commander?”

“… … .”

“When her spirit is shattered, she will be executed in front of all the believers.”

* * *

“… … .”

Baekheon looked around with cold eyes.

The Ten Swordsman King In-geol greeted them calmly.

“You’re here, Senior Baek.”

There were many elders around Wang In-geol’s residence.

Starting with the White Bone Demon, there was the Il-do-dae-ma (一刀大魔) Gwak-un, the Heuk-su-dae-ma (黑手大魔) Beon-yeol, and even the Ja-so-dae-ma Yeon-deung.

If you include Baekheon himself, there were six out of ten.

Furthermore, since Yeondeung joined hands with the Demon King of the Night, it could be said that the seven Demon Kings had gathered together.

“It’s been a while.”

A twisted smile appeared on Baekheon’s face.

“It’s amazing that all these old men who are afraid of getting boils on their butts and would rather take a walk in the mountains in front or behind have gathered here.”

Kwak Woon frowned.

“I don’t like the place.”

Although Wang In-geol was his senior, Gwak Woon did not like him very much. He did not even hesitate to reveal that fact without any hesitation. That was how honest he was.

Burnyeol chuckled and trimmed his nails with an iron bar. Unlike his nickname, his hands were pale, but his nails were thick and sharp like those of a wild beast.

“What does it matter where we gathered? What matters is that we gathered this many people.”

Kwak Woon frowned.

“I didn’t know you would come too.”

“No, I can’t come. I can’t stand that green-eyed kid who’s just relying on his head and acting wild. I thought I should take care of him sometime, but since I’m in this position, I’m scared and can’t come forward easily.”

He was honest in a different sense from Kwak Woon.

Banyeol looked at the White Bone God.

“By the way, Senior Baekgol is truly amazing.”

“hmm?”

“They say that one well-raised disciple is worth ten children. Was it Lee Cheon-sang? He was raised really well.”

There is no one who can easily bring up the topic of children in front of Baekgolshinma except the leader. Even Baekheon, who is considered his enemy, does not bring up the topic unless absolutely necessary.

Rudeness beyond honesty. Just the fact that he has survived until now shows how great his martial arts skills are.

Amidst the slight tension, the White Bone God’s answer was refreshing.

“You are not my disciple.”

“If you are not a disciple? There are even rumors that you can use the martial arts of the unknown.”

“The age difference is so big… … It’s a shame to call us friends after all the years we’ve lived together. We’re just close friends.”

It was a light answer, but the meaning behind those words was not light.

Baekheon asked Yeondeung.

“Are you attending too?”

The lantern said with a smile.

“Do you know how much the fortune of Baek Won-ju is? Won-ju used that fortune to support all of our dreams.”

Banyeol flinched without realizing it. Even though he was a thug who didn’t care what he said, he couldn’t bring up something as sensitive as a lantern.

Wang In-geol clapped his hands.

“I hope you all won’t feel too uncomfortable since this is the very center of the Demon Lords’ abode. What’s important is what we’re going to do when we gather here, isn’t that it?”

That was right. The Demon Lords’ eyes deepened.

“Senior Baekgol and Senior Gwanghyeol. How would you two like us to move?”

Baekgol Shinma and Baekheon looked at each other.

They had declared war on each other, but now it was a temporary truce. And the two knew very well what the Demon Lords would do now.

Both people opened their mouths at the same time.

Everyone nodded at the seemingly obvious answer.

Wang In-geol scratched his head.

“There wasn’t much to talk about. Well then… let’s just draw our swords.”