Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 11



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The number of people in the crowd was not small. Also, each and every one of them was unusual, so it was inevitable that there would be onlookers around them.

“Aren’t those… the heads of the Daeungchangmun and the Bumunju? Oh, the Ha family has come too. Aren’t all the famous sects of Gwangseo gathered here?”

The onlookers were commotion, but the iron gate was silent.

As the rumor spread, the gatekeepers disappeared from sight, and all that was in front of the gate was a pile of dust and fallen leaves.

Ha Gong-son, the head of the Ha clan, approached Gong Ha-don.

“Brother Gong, I bet you feel good.”

Gong Ha-don snorted.

“What do you mean, you feel good! I’ve always wanted to give that humble, masked bastard Cheolhakjae a beating, but now they’re destroying themselves like this. Even if this hadn’t happened, our Daeungchangmun would have given Cheolga a beating!”

‘What the hell. He was the most annoying guy before the Iron Man fell.’

Ha Gong-son, who had been thinking about this to himself, smiled brightly.

“You shouldn’t just think about philosophy. Isn’t there that beggar too?”

“That guy!”

Gong Ha-don gripped the spear as if it would break and ground his teeth.

“He’ll tear my limbs off and feed them to the dogs! That son of a bitch!”

The disgrace of Gong Ha-don was one of the most vexed rumors in Guangxi until the division of Cheol-ga.

Daeungchangmun, who usually had bad behavior, and Gong Hadon, who was especially arrogant among them. Since he was subdued by a beggar without a nickname, it was inevitable that rumors would spread.

“But that’s strange. Didn’t that beggar come to treat the iron man back then?”

Ha Gong-son said, crossing his arms. The iron gate was still quiet.

“Could it really be that he cured the Iron Man?”

“That’s stupid. What can you do with the poison that knocked out the Ogijowon’s unmanned personnel for half a year?”

“That’s true too.”

“And even if that were true, what would it matter? After all, I’m just a congressman.”

‘No one could do anything to that piece of shit Congressman.’

Ha Gong-sun, who laughed inwardly once more, looked around. His father, the most influential man in Guangxi, and the head of the Daeungchangmun were talking. The other sects were the same. Everyone was coming out with one mind to slander the Iron Family.

Ha Gong-son couldn’t help but laugh, because there were almost none of them who had not had a connection with Cheol-ga.

The only ironclad policy of Ogi Jo-won in Guangxi. When he collected protection taxes at a reasonable level and looked after the people’s livelihood, they had no choice but to watch him closely.

He couldn’t extort or commit any crimes he wanted. He just had to watch Cheol-ga’s face.

Those who badmouth and curse Cheolga behind his back, but actually try to please them in front of him. If it weren’t for the Cheolga conflict, they wouldn’t have been able to come together like this.

Because they don’t trust each other. They are people who only seek their own interests. How can they turn their backs on the devils who know the same thing as them?

‘Well, me too.’

I wasn’t ashamed. This was the nature of the martial arts world. As Ha Gong-sun smiled and approached the other martial artists of Guangxi, at some point the gate of Guangxi Ironworks finally opened.

Squeak-

At that sound, all the noise died down. The worried murmurs of the onlookers and the chatter of those who had come out to criticize the iron fence disappeared.

The one who opened the door and stepped out was Cheolhakjae, the son of Cheoljichaek and the head of the Cheolga clan.

‘It’s not… an ironclad policy!’

It was a thought that crossed everyone’s mind. After all, wasn’t the rumor true?

There is a rumor that the Iron Lord fought with his younger brother while his body was not fully recovered and was seriously injured.

Philosopher Jae came out of the gate and walked a little. He walked quite confidently in front of the crowd that was openly emitting murderous intent, but his gait was a little awkward.

“It seems that Cheolhakjae was also injured. Even Sogaju came forward. Is it true that the rumors of the family being divided are true…”

Someone’s muttering. Everyone there shared the thought.

Philosopher Jae slowly took the lottery.

“Why have the martial artists of Gwangseo gathered in front of the iron gate?”

There was no wager in his words, but the room in front of the gate was filled with tension instead of noise, so everyone could hear it clearly.

“Huh! Are you really asking because you don’t know that?”

The one who came running was indeed Gong San-beom, the lord of Daeungchangmun. My son, Gong Ha-don, also boasted a great physique, but his father was comparable in size to a general on horseback.

“Until now, I have endured the evil deeds of the Iron House, and this has remained as my regret! But now that Heaven has moved my will and given me help, how could I miss this opportunity!”

There were only two words that did not fit the meaning of the phrase, “Blue Mountain Water”: one was “evil” and the other was “heaven”.

“Gwangseo Ironworks, accept our Daeungchangmun’s window!”

“Our Ha family is also the same!”

Starting with those two, the various small factions that gathered behind them also spoke with one voice. The words they spoke with greedy eyes indeed made the onlookers frown.

It was a shameless sight. But not many people were ashamed of it.

In the end, the strong win. That’s what martial arts is.

Philosopher Jae’s expression was neither angry nor despairing. Some people were impressed by his spirit, but that was all. Soon, sympathy for the person who was about to die followed.

“Aren’t you ashamed?”

The communist snickered. Cheolhakjae also nodded. He didn’t look scared.

“I guess it’s not that surprising since I’m familiar with his personality. Good. Cheolga will accept the fight. Which sect will you be joining?”

The crowd became confused by Cheolhakjae’s clever words.

In the world of martial arts, a fight meant a life-or-death struggle between one school and another. It meant a battle and a test of strength between schools.

A choice of words that are twisted but not twisted. Finding a sect that would naturally come out later. The subjugation of Cheolga secretly changed to a war, but the group that was stimulated by the word “revenge” did not notice it.

“Of course, our Daeungchangmun-”

“for a moment.”

As the communist criminal tried to come out with his spear, Ha Won-seong, the head of the Ha family, stopped him.

“Your Majesty, how can you possibly take all the credit?”

The gazes of Ha-won-seong and the communist clashed. Here, being the vanguard of the fight meant that he would receive the greatest credit. Although a man-made disaster had struck Cheolga, its power and material resources were still enormous, so the distribution of credit was a very serious matter.

Moreover, they were originally the Gray Sects who had been rushing in with their eyes set on their own interests. It was impossible for them to be insensitive to such interests.

The communist growled at Ha Ga-ju.

“What the hell is this? Shouldn’t our Daeungchangmun be the one to step forward? We are the most worthy opponents, and even my son was humiliated by them.”

“Isn’t the disgrace of Gong Ha-don caused by a madman and not Cheol-ga? How can you act so selfishly when so many people have gathered together with one mind?”

It was as if he had punished the communist for the sake of this group, not for his own benefit or merit. However, it seemed to work, as the group did not look kindly on the communist. This was also because he had been a very evil person to begin with.

“…Ha. Do you want to die?”

“Huh, I hope you think carefully about what you say. Do you think our family is inferior to Daeungchangmun?”

A subtle war of nerves between the two leaders of the group. That war of nerves spread to the group. It was even more so because they were people who distrusted each other to begin with.

“Things are going interestingly.”

A little further away, a beggar named Hugae was sitting on the roof of a pavilion, muttering as he watched. The man sitting next to him also nodded.

“Could this be a plan that came from the head of the Soga family of the Iron Clan?”

“Then, for the next hundred years, the Cheol clan will be the ruling family of Guangxi. Not even the Sadoryeon bastards will dare to touch it. But that’s not the case. If they were the kind of people who could come up with such a clever idea, they should have come up with it a long time ago, within the past half year.”

“Then I guess so.”

“Yeah, that’s him.”

Yongun. An unidentified man who came to him calmly and dug up information. Nam-a nodded.

“Indeed, Sa-baek is real-”

“But if we stop here, it’s meaningless. There’s no way we can keep messing around when there’s a gold nugget right in front of us.”

As soon as the toilet’s mouth closed, the philosopher’s mouth opened.

“So in the end there is no sect that will come out?”

“What a bad move.”

Hugh said immediately.

“I’ve stopped the war of nerves and drawn attention to myself. Such provocations only serve to remind me that there is a benefit right in front of me.”

As expected, the war of nerves between the two clans ended. They were standing side by side, trying to say something, but it was Cheolhakjae who struck first.

“Then I will treat you all as one sect.”

“hmm?”

A doubt appeared in Hugae’s eyes,

“Then I will announce the rules of the relay!”

That’s what Philosopher Jae shouted.

“In ten days! Three hundred people, including fifteen masters of the highest level, will appear in front of this gate from the Iron Gate! You too, come to this square in time for that!”

Rule. Originally, it was nothing more than a joke to those who were determined to do something for their own good.

“for a moment!”

Indeed, Ha Ga-ju raised an objection to Cheolhak-jae’s words.

“What rules are these! This is a real battle!”

At Ha Ga-ju’s shout, Cheolhak-jae opened his eyes wide and shouted. This shout clearly contained a bet.

“Ha, Ga-ju, are you really ashamed?”

The onlookers flinched at the loud noise, and Ha Ga-ju blushed. Before he could say anything, Cheolhak-jae continued shouting.

“You have come here, taking advantage of the disaster that has befallen the Iron House, to join forces and slaughter a single family! Do you really think it is right for a thousand people from different factions to gather together to wipe out a single family that has been caring for the people?”

In fact, if Cheolhakjae had said this as soon as he came out of the gate, the atmosphere would have been different. If he had resented them as soon as he saw them and tried to figure out their meaning, he would have felt nothing but fear.

But the packaging of this incident had already shifted from a subjugation to a fight, and the group’s solidarity, which had been like a slingshot, had already been broken by a single war of nerves. The atmosphere was changed with a few words.

Ha Ga-ju, embarrassed, tried to say something, but surprisingly, it was not Cheolhak-jae but an old man in the crowd who stopped him.

“That’s right, you guys! Are you really shameless?”

The people next to him were surprised and tried to stop the old man who was shouting with a red face and a grin, but it was no use.

“The Guangxi Railway Company has been looking after and protecting us for nearly fifty years! Even if you are blinded by greed, how can you act so shamelessly?”

When the old man spoke in a hoarse voice, some in the crowd were moved to tears and joined in. They were indeed people who had benefited from the iron gate.

“Right, right! What are a thousand people doing gathered on an already dangerous railroad track?”

“You may not be able to step down, but you’re not even willing to follow the rules of the Iron House!”

“Keep your head upright! You damn bastards!”

As sympathizers began to appear, the mood gradually began to spread to the crowd. From the beginning, the people were on the side of the iron family. However, the will that had been suppressed by fear of the Guangxi school was now burning brightly.

“her…”

Hugye looked at the scene with admiration. The gray sects. They were sects that had not yet become the extremely cruel Black Sword or Sapa, so they could not help but be flustered when the crowd came out in force.

“What kind of strategy is this, no different from those Zhuge Liang’s?”

It was a heartfelt admiration.

“If you hired that old man, he would be the incarnation of Sima Yi, and even if you didn’t, you could call him Zhuge Liang. I expected this kind of reaction anyway.”

Nam-ga asked back at the end of the break.

“How could you have expected that Min-do would shout out that he was ready to give up his life?”

Hugh spread out two fingers. He said, bending his middle finger.

“There are many factors, but the two biggest ones are probably the following. The tyranny of the sects has become increasingly severe during the half-year absence of the Iron House. In the end, the people must have realized through that suffering. In the future, the Iron House will

“If it disappears completely, this new pain will be even worse.”

He continued, bending his index finger.

“The second is the spirit of that swindler. What completely brought out such discontent was his audacity to shout out loud in front of a thousand people who came to destroy his family.”

Nam-ga nodded. Looking at the bewildered expressions of the crowd and the increasingly excited crowd, Hu-gae spoke to Nam-ga.

“He is a talent I would like to bring to the open world. If possible, I would like to take him as my disciple.”

Nam-ga looked at him in surprise at Hyu-gae’s words. What kind of person is Hyu-gae?

Wasn’t he a ronin who could have become the Dragon’s Head Archer, but gave up that position to his priest and roamed the world without taking any disciples?

‘The word disciple came out of Sa-baek’s mouth…’

Nam-ga swallowed hard. Hu-gae sighed, not knowing whether he knew it or not.

“But seeing as he has such great martial arts and medicine skills, and is also smart, he must have had a teacher. It’s such a shame.”

“…Should I intervene now?”

“no.”

Hugae shook his head. Contrary to his admiration, his words were cold.

“In the world of martial arts, stars rise and set every year. There are countless others who disappear before they can rise. If they die at this rate, it’s not worth intervening.”

It was a cold but inevitable thing to do. The name Hyugae was not cheap.

Nam-ga was inwardly impressed by that serious expression, but Hyuga soon muttered while scratching his stomach like a fool.

“Well, if you say you want to become my disciple, that would be different.”

‘Then that’s right.’

The remaining man’s eyes became cold and dry.

“Hmm, I wonder what he’s doing in this situation.”