Monster Heavenly King - Chapter 18



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18. Disciple (2)

“Now that you have become my disciple, I cannot forgive you for remaining a fool. Come and follow me with the determination to die.”

“Keruk!”

Red Cap answers cheerfully.

Suddenly I realized one thing.

In fact, there was no one he could call a true disciple.

Because everything in the martial arts world is over and he thought he would return someday anyway, he deliberately tried not to get attached.

Even when he said that he needed to create a successor as the Heavenly Demon, he ignored everything and just taught the Heavenly Demon Art to a few people.

‘Well, since it’s come to this, I should raise him properly.’

If I hadn’t accepted him as my disciple in the first place, I wouldn’t have known, but since I accepted him as my disciple, I planned to do it in earnest.

I will raise the goblins, who are considered the weakest along with skeletons, to the ranks of the strongest.

“The other day I said I would teach you the Southern Sea Sword Technique. Do you want to learn it?”

“Keruk.”

“What if I teach you something stronger than that?”

Red Cap’s shoulders shook.

Surely he didn’t think that there would be a martial art more powerful than the one that killed him?

His eyes were burning brightly.

“I want to learn!”

“Okay, then I’ll teach you the Heavenly Demon Art!!”

“Cheonma Shingong?”

Red Cap tilted his head.

If a martial artist had heard it, they would have widened their eyes and doubted their ears, but a goblin who had been living in a labyrinth could not properly judge what kind of martial arts it was just by hearing the name.

“It is the most powerful martial art I have ever learned.”

“?!”

Only then does Red Cap show a surprised expression.

Hyunseong nodded his head as if he was satisfied with the reaction.

“So, are you going to start learning right now?”

“Before that, let me ask you one thing. Have you ever used a sword?”

Hyunseong had a rough idea, but asked to confirm.

Red Cap shook his head.

“I don’t know about daggers, but I’ve never used a sword.”

“Really? Hmm…”

“Why can’t you just use a dagger?”

“You’ve certainly used daggers for a long time, so you’re probably used to them. However, we need to find out if you chose them because they’re more efficient in combat or if they’re really the right fit for you.”

“Keruk… It’s difficult.”

Red Cap’s brow furrowed.

What’s so complicated about this from the start?

It must be true that this was my first time using it, since my posture was a bit awkward when I mixed the sword with myself just now.

Hyunseong stroked his chin as if he was thinking about something, then his teeth clicked.

“Don’t worry, I was just asking before you started learning martial arts. I’ll watch you for a while and tell you what would be right for you to learn.”

It’s necessary to question what you have, so I just reminded you of this from the beginning.

You may not understand it right away, but if you ever hit a wall, you will probably recall this conversation.

“The first thing you have to do is feel the energy.”

“energy?”

“Okay, first, sit cross-legged.”

“What is sitting cross-legged?”

“… The explanation starts from there.”

I wonder if this situation will continue to repeat itself for the time being while I teach martial arts.

He showed me how to sit cross-legged and had Red Cap sit like that.

“Ugh, it’s uncomfortable.”

A posture that you would never take while alive unless you intended to.

It was natural that it was uncomfortable.

“This is a posture that allows you to feel the energy of heaven and earth more efficiently through the positions of your hands and feet.”

“Keruk.”

Even though he felt uncomfortable, he stuck to the position he had been instructed to do.

Hyunseong then turned around and gently placed his bare hands on her back.

“I will now flow energy into your body. Close your eyes and feel the difference between it and magic.”

“Keruk.”

“From the moment you enter the room, don’t even open your mouth.”

“…”

A very small amount of energy was blown into Red Cap’s body.

After some time passed,

“You can talk now.”

“Keruk.”

“Did you feel what the energy was?”

“I can’t explain it well, but… I think I know that it’s something different from the power that was inside me.”

“Oh, indeed.”

Hyunseong lets out a small exclamation of admiration, his eyes sparkling red.

Since he knows how to use magic, maybe he’s sensitive to other powers as well.

For an ordinary person with nothing, it would take a considerable amount of time just to feel the energy.

Since he would be using his skills using magic power, it wouldn’t be strange if he was sensitive to energy as well.

‘I think it will grow faster than expected?’

It was a happy miscalculation.

Hyunseong opened his mouth, his jaw clicking as if he was satisfied.

“From now on, whenever you have time, sit cross-legged and try to feel the energy without my help.”

“Keruk.”

Hyunseong looked at the red cap, who was quietly feeling the energy, and was lost in thought.

A question that arose while breathing life into it.

‘The structure is so similar to a human.’

Even though it had a similar body structure to a human with arms and legs, its internal structure also resembled a human’s.

If its appearance resembled that of a human, it would be mistaken for a dwarf.

At this point, it would be difficult to see it as a simple coincidence.

‘For now, it’s better.’

If the structure itself was different from that of humans, it would have been difficult to learn the internal energy method.

However, in the current situation, it would not be a big problem to pass on the secret of the Heavenly Demonic Art.

“By the way, it feels a bit uncomfortable to be called Red Cap. Do you not have a name?”

“There is no such thing.”

“Then let me choose a name.”

The crimson eyes stared blankly at the red cap.

Redcap gulped and swallowed at the gaze that seemed to pierce through him.

For a moment, Hyunseong’s teeth chattered loudly.

“Let’s do it with Brin.”

“Brin…”

Red Cap, who had been quietly mumbling Hyunseong’s words, tilted his head.

Because somehow it was very similar to his own racial name, Goblin.

“I don’t think so, but this is derived from the word goblinㅡ”

“… … Oh my, how could that be?”

Hyunseong answers while trying hard to avoid eye contact.

In fact, it is difficult to say that Hyunseong’s naming sense is good at all.

In the past, how dumbfounded Ma Cheon-gang had been when he heard the name he had given himself when he created his martial arts.

‘Actually, I thought about calling it Keruk, but-‘

Isn’t that the same as calling a dog “woof woof”?

Better than no name, Red Cap eventually had no choice but to accept the name Brin.

A question suddenly occurred to me while we were talking like that.

“By the way, how much do you know about mazes?”

To be honest, most of the information I knew about the labyrinth was about the first floor.

Before going to Murim, there was news that they had just reached the center of the labyrinth and were challenging the second floor.

“I don’t know either.”

Brin shakes his head sideways.

Having been born in the goblin realm and never left it my entire life, I didn’t know much about the labyrinth.

“Is there a skeleton in the previous area or a play area in the next area?”

“I know that.”

“Then do you know what comes out in the next area of ​​play?”

“I don’t know that either.”

“Have you ever seen a skeleton or a game in person?”

“Keruk.”

Hyunseong stroked his chin and became lost in thought.

The reason why he asked about this and that was because he thought that since Brin was born in the labyrinth, he might have information that the Awakened did not know.

However, it seemed that all Brin knew was the experiences he had accumulated throughout his life.

‘It’s unreasonable to expect any information.’

He muttered something like that and then raised his sword.

Something moving between the bushes to match it.

Brin also realized that there was an enemy and picked up the sword he had dropped.

“They’re quite hasty. Even if you don’t come, they’ll come looking for you later.”

Lizardmen appearing from the bushes.

Hyunseong, who was counting the numbers, clicked his teeth at Brin.

“Three, you deal with them.”

“Ke, Keruk?! Three Marina?”

“Why can’t you do it?”

“…would.”

Hyunseong clicks his jaw as if he is pleased with the answer.

Brin looked at it and thought.

He says he has no regrets as it is the path he chose, but he doesn’t think his life going forward will be smooth.

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Several days have passed since Brin became Hyeonseong’s disciple.

“Keruk.”

Brin, who had been sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

Hyunseong, who was quietly watching, could clearly feel the change in Brin.

‘You’ve succeeded in forming the Danjeon.’

He knew how to clearly distinguish between Ki and magic power, and it only took him three days to accumulate it in his body.

The progress was faster than I thought.

“You have finally reached the starting line of learning the Heavenly Demon Art. What do you think?”

“I don’t know yet.”

Exactly!

Hyunseong’s hand moved like lightning and struck Brin’s head.

Brin felt his mind go dizzy for a moment and grabbed the area he was about to be hit by.

“Ke, Keruk?!”

“How many times have I told you? Now you and I are master and disciple. Have respect for your master.”

“… I don’t know yet.”

Brin muttered cautiously, rubbing his forehead.

Hearing him speak informally to a guy who was only born 10 years ago at best made the Confucian dragon inside him, who had grown up in Korea for 24 years and in the martial arts world for 30 years, howl.

Tell him what a Jang Yoo Yoo Seo is.

‘It’s not that I’m an old fart.’

It was absolutely, absolutely not the case that I automatically frowned when I heard the extreme respect from the Cheonmasingyo and then heard a young guy speak informally to me.

“Well, anyway.”

Even if I had created a danjeon, it was impossible to feel any significant change with only a grain of rice-sized internal energy.

No matter how talented you are, it might take some time to get there.

“From today, I will teach you how to eat vegetables.”

For the past few days, Hyunseong had been telling Brin to feel his energy and he had been training with him in his spare time or going out to hunt lizardmen.

And finally, I decided what kind of diet to teach him.

Brin’s eyes sparkle at the fact that he’s finally learning how to eat grass.

“The Cheonmasin religion has a long history. There are a few people among them who used weapons other than swords.”

Starting from swords, spears, fists, to axes and fans.

Many Heavenly Demons established their own martial arts based on the Heavenly Demon Art.

And what Brin will learn from that is-

“It’s a sword.”

It was true what Brin said about not having held a sword until the test.

However, he was good enough with the sword to become somewhat accustomed to it just by blocking his own sword a few times.

Although it is awkward, it is as if I instinctively know how to write it.

‘It’s not something that can be done simply because your life depends on it.’

It was possible because the sword was a weapon that suited him that much.

That being said, I had no intention of forcing you to take up the sword.

After all, it was just my own judgment.

If you find the sword uncomfortable, it’s like wearing clothes that don’t fit.

“But I won’t force you. What are you going to do?”

“I will do anything to become stronger than my master.”

“Huh?”

Not ‘as much as’ the teacher, but ‘better than’ the teacher.

How dare you think of surpassing yourself without even learning.

Isn’t that a bit presumptuous?

He gritted his teeth and laughed as he watched Brin raise the sword in front of him.

“Okay, now I will teach you the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique!”