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Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 179

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Episode 179. Priest, Friend

“Are you awake?”

A slightly hoarse, dry voice greeted Seol-han. It was not the stuffy air and white wooden ceiling that he had felt for several months.

Rattling- carriage. And it was a carriage again.

A sudden cold woke me up. My memories were vivid. The nightmare that had been alien, and the nightmare-like reality that had happened a few days ago.

“He was shedding tears.”

A faint smile or the emotions contained within it are faint. Have you ever seen such a highness? Seolhan could not remember.

The prince’s face, which had always smiled as if nothing had happened, looked a little haggard and tired.

Seol-han touched my face. There was indeed a mark. The feeling I had was not false.

The prince pushed aside the numerous scrolls lying beside him. They all contained negative information.

“It’s not good. It seems like the news of Changjon’s death has spread. All the trashy things are running wild.”

The one being called Changjon, the Great General, suppressed all opposition. So it was natural that the situation would change drastically the moment he died.

The power of the Hwangryongmun was indeed great. It was indeed the greatest sect in the world. However, no matter how powerful it was, it was not powerful enough to rule over the entire martial arts world.

Especially now that the moon is starting to wane.

“Is it a failure?”

The prince blurted it out indifferently. If anything, it was a vain ending. He could not have imagined the intervention of Cheonma or the intervention of the strange Yongun.

The deceased best man in the world and his disciple appeared as monsters that could fight on equal terms with the Heavenly One in less than five years.

Should I have waited a little longer? Was I impatient? No, was there a reason to wait?

It was just not enough. It was a result that had to be accepted calmly.

“I guess I have to take responsibility.”

Although he was ruthless, he could not be irresponsible. No matter how much he said that, once he had established the Hwangryongmun, it was the Crown Prince’s and a sect for the people’s livelihood.

Now that the sword was out of its scabbard, he had to cut down even the weak with it, and now that the sword was out, his enemies would become even more hostile.

The call to arms was unending. While the prince was waving his calligraphy in the moving carriage, Seolhan closed his eyes and examined his inner thoughts.

It’s disturbing. That word was right. The Seolhon Shinnyeogyeol made my heart freeze. That word was definitely not a lie.

Although her heart was already dead, the cold air from the Snow Spirit’s grip seemed to freeze the wound, preventing it from ever healing.

My emotions were frozen. Even the sweetness of the street food I ate gradually faded, and the sunlight, which had been gentle to begin with, became cold even in the summer.

Even so, Seol-han’s heart was aching now. What she feared most was that this aching heart would last forever.

no…

It’s one thing to freeze your heart and prevent your wounds from healing, and it’s another to dull your emotions and not feel any pain from your wounds.

What are you more afraid of?

Cold flame. Seolhonshinnyeogyeol’s heart that wanted to kill people did not freeze.

I wanted to kill Cheonma. I wanted revenge. What’s next?

If all the murderous intent in this hole is destroyed, what will happen to this hole?

It seemed that Seol-han knew.

‘I hope you don’t end up like me.’

The words of creation continued to ring in Seolhan’s ears.

“Are you going to go?”

Seolhan asked the prince. The prince, who had been reading the letter continuously, stopped moving.

“Didn’t you know long ago that Hyun Yang Jin-in was heading to Yong Yun? You also read Hao Mun’s movements, so you also told me what Yong Yun was doing and who he was waiting for.”

A great murderous intent appeared in Seolhan’s eyes.

“I have to go.”

The prince also read her feelings. The time he spent with Seol-han had already been over ten years. He had seen her expression gradually change, so he could not help but know her feelings now.

“Snow cold.”

The prince spoke with a serious expression.

“When I say to have emotions, I’m not talking about blind revenge and murderous intent. I don’t think that’s humane.”

“Isn’t it natural to feel revenge when someone you loved dies?”

“That’s right. It’s perfectly natural. But do you think that’s the kind of person the General wanted you to be?”

Seolhan closed his mouth. Killing people is also human, but…

It wasn’t what he had hoped for.

As the snow fell silent, the prince sighed.

It was already decided. Hwangryongmun had to bow down. He didn’t like it, but there was nothing he could do.

Time passes. Someday, someday, there will be a day when the Hwangryongmun will soar. As long as there is absolute justification and the support of the imperial family, at least as long as the crown prince lives, the Hwangryongmun will not die.

But does that have anything to do with Yongun and Cheonma?

The prince looked to the side. The piled up scrolls. His brother’s petty restraint made him sigh, and the work he had started because he thought it would be fun had already ended up taking responsibility for tens of thousands of lives.

Are you having fun? Have you found your purpose in life? Have you found your passion?

Passion. Living a life supported by others, experiencing failures that I have not experienced in real life. Losing the creator, the person I had spent years with.

I felt helpless. It was a feeling I really hated.

Then he remembered.

One of the main culprits who made her powerless. The man who rejected her, saying she had no freedom.

“…under!”

I finally figured it out. Was it because I hated this helplessness that I sought this unknown freedom?

You can’t give what you don’t know. You can’t give what you don’t have.

Helplessness…

“let’s go.”

The prince pushed all the letters aside. Instead, as he always did, he put a snack into Seolhan’s mouth.

He sighed and leaned back against the wall.

Becoming human.

And making that human not feel helpless.

It seemed that the tone of the Hwangryongmun had finally been set.

**

The horse stopped moving. The simple noodles in front of me were already soaking up the broth.

Noodles from a shabby, obscure street stall with cheap liquor. But that was also one of Cheonma’s entertainments.

Because the world itself was entertainment.

“hmm.”

But the head of the Heavenly Horse turned away from the noodles and headed somewhere. Beyond the faintly visible mountains in the distance, far away –

“What is it?”

When Yojae Jinma, who was eating noodles right next to her, asked, Cheonma answered.

“They are calling me.”

“What a fearless guy-”

“My disciple. My co-disciple, and the disciple who hides my alter ego, is shocking.”

It was hidden. I could tell through the faint energy and the disgusting stems coming down from the sky. That was why I was leisurely and leisurely tracking the energy, but now I didn’t have to do that.

As if on purpose, the curtain that had been blocking the energy just now disappeared.

Is it a mistake? Are there other enemies?

Cheonma laughed. That can’t be true.

“What have you prepared?”

She jumped up from her seat. A gold coin was placed in Jeomsoi’s hand, who had been expecting something luxurious from her from the start.

“Thank you, sir!”

But when Jeomsoi raised his head, the two had already disappeared.

**

“I don’t like it.”

Kwon-Jun said firmly. It had been a week since Kwon-Jun had faced Chang-Jun. The hole in his shoulder had already healed and a scar had formed, showing his monstrous resilience.

Of course, Yongun is also a thread.

Yongwoon calmly poked a needle into his shoulder as he lay on his back with his stomach on the floor.

With a “Ugh,” Kwon-Jun’s muscles relaxed. But he did not give up.

“I came here after throwing everything away, and now you want me to deal with that empty-headed brat? Does that make sense?”

A field a little far from the valley where Hyun Yang Jin-in and Hwi Mok were struggling. In that place, where the spring scenery was still beautiful, Yong-un intentionally put the needle deep inside.

“this guy!”

“It’s something I have to take care of. I’m also preparing thoroughly. You’re sabotaging all that just to fight once-”

“What is obstruction and what is cleanup? Where is such a law!”

“How much effort has been put into that mountain, and if anything obstructing it is not a hindrance, then what is?”

Even though she said that bluntly, Kwon-Jun didn’t listen. Even just looking at her, it was obvious that Cheon-Ma would rush at her as soon as he got here.

“I am the father of my close friend-”

“It is true that I am the one who accepted Mansalbugoe’s request. I am also the one who received his granddaughter.”

Yongwoon sighed.

“How about the present? Coincidentally, I have the same shoulder wound, and he is also known as the best in the world-”

“Be quiet. What good would it do to pick a fight with someone who has already fought before and is injured? Since I have already seen the Heavenly Demon, I have no choice but to fight!”

“Even if it means dying, you say?”

“Ha! Do you think I’d lose to that guy?”

“Yes. In the current situation, absolutely.”

Pook. Yongwoon put another needle into Kwonjon’s back. Kwonjon tried to look calm and glared at Yongwoon, but there was no way Yongwoon wouldn’t notice the slight trembling of his shoulders.

No matter how monstrous and powerful Kwon-Jun was, the Chang-Jun he faced was also a monster. It had only been a few weeks. There was no way that Kwon-Jun would be okay after being hit by a master of the highest order who had given his all.

You can never be fully prepared to face a powerful enemy that puts your life at risk. That’s the kind of place Gangho is.

The fact that Yongwoon was putting needles in for treatment was proof that Kwonjon’s wounds had not yet fully healed.

And Kwon-Jun knew that better than anyone else.

Kwon-Jun said bluntly.

“This guy knew I was coming and intentionally took down the tent early.”

“Of course. If Cheonma disappears again, you will surely rush to him in a hurry. Who would want to wait until you are completely healed?”

“What kind of contradiction is that? If you don’t want me to rush in while my injury is still not fully healed, shouldn’t you wait?”

“Before that happens, I have to finish it. It’s something I have to do, and it’s something I want to do.”

“Hmm.”

Kwon-Jun slowly got up. Yong-Un, who was also quite tall, was two heads taller than him, and a bear-like giant slowly got up and stared at Yong-Un.

“this guy.”

Kwon-Jun laughed.

“So you were planning to stop me first and then deal with Cheonma.”

“You really are quick-witted.”

“You’re worried that I’ll die a dog’s death, so you first knock me down and stop me, and then you defeat Cheonma? Huh, this guy is really…”

Gradually, jealousy began to build in Kwon-Jun’s eyes. Madness was mixed into his smile.

“When did I become so shameless?”

“Didn’t you always know that?”

“under!”

Kugugung – A small hut intentionally located a little away from the canyon. The hut began to shake and collapse under the energy of Saphajeilin.

“Seeing is believing.”

Thud! All the needles fell out of Kwon-Jun’s body. Yong-Woon also distanced himself from Kwon-Jun,

“Let’s see what my cute disciple, no, my close friend, can do.”

Kung! With a huge bang, Kwon-Jun’s fist extended towards Yong-Un.

Yongwoon smiled faintly.

The fantasy that I had secretly dreamed of my entire life, no, my previous life, was now unfolding into reality.

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