The Lord Becomes the Leader - Chapter 229
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#229 Cry
Summer deepens.
It was towards the end of spring when Chun-bong Lee and the Demonic Cult entered Guangdong. Now, the Demonic Cult began to settle down in Guangdong along with the summer.
Elder Wei Yanlin also has a share there.
“Ta-da!”
When I was on Marongdo Island, I was always seen as a woman with a sour expression and a fussy disposition.
But the environment changed people.
When she arrived at the land where people gathered together, the sea rippled, and the warm sunlight poured down, she always had a faint smile on her face.
“Wow─!”
“This is really amazing!”
The children of Gwangju only looked at Wei Yanlin’s fingertips.
When I drew the cold air I had created with my magic towards the summer air, a pure white line was drawn.
She now draws pictures using ice lines, and also places them on children’s heads to cool them down.
“Hoo.”
And a little further away.
There were a lot of children gathered around, and behind them were adults. The people of Gwangju and the martial arts people also looked at you with curiosity.
The strongest hand in the Demonic Cult, considered legendary.
Minority magic.
I never knew that the power that was meant to only destroy enemies could be used like this.
“Does this help?”
Dang Ga-ryeong asked Dan Mok-hwa, who was standing next to him.
In the martial arts world, someone who has mastered the art of ice fighting is extremely rare.
Although Danmok Se-ga’s martial arts are based on the Five Elements and Seven Stars, there is a central attribute.
It was an ice age for Danmokhwa, and even though it was a bit disappointing for Seomun Unhye of the Ice Slope, she had no choice but to learn from her.
And now.
Dan Mok Hwa nodded as he looked at another master of ice hockey.
“It looks simple, but it’s a sophisticated move. It’s amazing how you can continuously utilize your internal energy.”
“also.”
“And the power of the Demonic Cult is also amazing.”
Danmokha laughed bitterly.
Dang Ga-ryeong, who knew what that smile meant, nodded along.
Most of the Nammurim, including them, believed that the Demonic Cult had fallen, but that an outstanding leader had emerged to lead it forward.
But when I actually looked into it, it wasn’t like that.
Taesanmado Lee Ha-ryong.
Prince Nakhwa Lee Chulyang.
Not only the two who are called the brothers of the cult leader, but also the heads of the magic sect, the Gwangcheon Blood Plague Master Yu Baek-sang, the minor witch Wi Yeon-rin, the blood-flower witch Gu Wolmyeong, etc.
The Demonic Cult was already strong.
Even without Lee Chun-bong, the only place that can deal with them as a single force is the Pae-wang Castle in Bukmurim.
There were a lot of experts, although the total number was a little small.
That’s why the Apostles began to flock to Gwangju more and more.
In the beginning, there were the masters, students, and inspectors of Cheonmu Academy.
However, once the Demonic Cult officially announced its opening ceremony and sent out invitations to all of the Central Plains, not only the Seven Sado clans but also influential clans from as far away as the Northern Murim began to come.
Gwangju, which had been devastated by the Gwangdongjinga and the Heuksaldae who had committed terrible murders, was revitalized.
and.
“The spirit is high─.”
Further than them.
There was an old man sitting on the third floor railing of the guest house.
It was Inspector Namgung Han.
He scanned the Demonic Cult while muttering the Namgung Se-ga family motto as if reciting a Buddhist scripture.
“Are you worried?”
On the other side was his grandson, Namgung Mu-gyeol. Namgung Han nodded while drinking tea.
“I can’t help but worry. The Demonic Cult has already escaped our hands.”
“It’s strong.”
“If they have evil intentions and take Gwangju hostage, how will our Apostolic Union respond?”
Namgung Mu-gyeol picked up his teacup.
It had a different flavor from the tea I had drunk in Anhui or at the Tianwu Academy in Changsha.
I took a sip of the tea, which had a refreshing feel rather than a floral scent, and enjoyed the aroma.
After swallowing, I gathered my thoughts and answered.
“The problem starts the moment it becomes a ‘problem.’”
Namgung Han turned his head at his grandson’s unexpected answer.
Namgung Moo-gyeol opened his mouth while looking at the demonic followers laughing with the children of Gwangju.
“You shouldn’t let a problem become a problem.”
“How can we do what they want?”
“Yes. How about we expel the strange Guangdong Jin family and replace them with the Demonic Cult?”
“… … .”
Namgung Han’s eyes lit up as if he was having fun.
“It’s not like our seven families were together out of warm affection and loyalty anyway.”
In the end, it’s a win-win.
These are the seven families that ran away because they were fed up with the past Cheongeom Lee Chun-bong’s martial arts alliance’s sect-centered approach.
Because the Central Plains were so vast and Li Chun-bong at the time was so gentle, it was possible to divide the country into the north and south along the Yangtze River.
At that time, the seven families were not moved by loyalty and righteousness.
They just came out because their future vested interests were decreasing.
Namgung Mu-gyeol did not live in that time.
But he knows me better than anyone else.
I was speechless because I knew that all those evils came together to create evil.
“If the Guangdong Jin family does not benefit us, how long will it be ‘us’?”
Namgung Han smiled slightly.
I pretended to agree with my grandson’s words, but I deliberately raised an opposing opinion.
“However, the Seven-Family System of the Apostolic Union has been maintained for several decades already.”
“That is why the arrogant people could not be punished.”
“That sounds like something our Namgung could say since he is classified as a member of the Sang Hyeon Samga.”
Namgung Han was fun.
I was happy that my grandson had now become a true martial artist, but I was even happier to see that he was becoming a new pillar to lead the family.
Namgung Mu-gyeol nodded without lying.
Unlike other cadets, he felt comfortable in front of his grandfather, to whom he could freely reveal his inner feelings.
“What I mean is that everything is possible thanks to Grandfather’s advanced skills.”
The Sado Chilga were divided into the Sang Hyeon Sam Ga, who had the skills of Hwa Gyeong, and the Ha Hyeon Sa Ga, who did not.
At this time, the Sang Hyeon Sam Ga were Nam Gung, Dan Mok, and Sa Cheon Dang Ga.
It was a family that possessed the three great deities of the Apostolic Order.
Namgung Mu-gyeol shrugged his shoulders.
I glanced at the whale-back-like roof tiles of the pavilions of Gwangdongjinga in the distance.
“And Jin-ga doesn’t have a grandfather.”
There were no characters except for Gaju Jin Tae-cheon.
What can you do with money?
They are not standing in a world where money is the dividing line between the high and low, but in a world of martial arts where only the strong survive.
Namgung Han laughed in vain at Namgung Mugyeol’s words that penetrated the situation in Nammurim.
“Huh. I sent him to the academy to make friends, but all he ended up with was a mouth that could rival Sima Se or Zhuge Se.”
“If you want to scold me, don’t laugh.”
“I do it because I feel like it and I don’t like it either.”
Namgung Han held out a teacup.
Knowing that he only clinked his teacups when he felt like it, Namgung Moo-gyeol lifted his cups with both hands and clinked them.
The two grandsons drank tea, smiling brightly.
Namgung Han was the first to pour his glass and speak.
“You may not know, but I know the Demonic Cult. I also know the previous leader, Lee Dong-pyeong.”
Namgung Han also participated in the last Jeongma War.
Although it was not the central battlefield where the mainstream members of the Murim Alliance participated, the fear of the Demonic Cult was well known even in the outskirts.
“They are not from the same Sega or sect as us.”
The martial arts skills of the demon cult members were also scary.
The sorcery they secretly performed was also scary.
But what was most frightening to Namgung Han, who was a boy at the time, was that he didn’t know how far the demonic cult extended.
It turned out that the servant who cooked their meals had been a long-time follower of the Demonic Cult, and the entire village was also a Demonic Cult.
Just because you’ve learned martial arts doesn’t mean you’re a member of the Demonic Cult.
If the doctrines and beliefs they follow are the same and they understand the devil looking back on the past, then it is a cult.
They say things are different now, but in the end, they are a religion.
“The very fact that they are being given this blatant opportunity is offensive to me.”
Even if you spread it secretly like that, it was to that extent.
However, Namgung Han was afraid of what would happen to the Demonic Cult if they laid out a mat like this.
The thought that perhaps it was right to eliminate the two brothers of the Demonic Cult first arose again.
“… … The spirit of the heavenly kingdom is unstoppable.”
Namgung Han recited the family motto as if it were a spell.
If I swing my sword recklessly, what difference would I make from any other martial artist? I have strengthened my mind and body as an absolute being representing Namgung.
But I was still anxious.
“I don’t think there’s anything to worry about.”
“because.”
“No matter how scary and persistent the devil is, in the end, don’t you have to eat, make clothes, and live in a house?”
Namgung Han tilted his head.
“The reason they were scared during the Battle of Jeongma was because they were driven off a cliff.”
Even a mouse cornered will bite a cat.
And the demonic cult that was once cornered was scarier than rats, so it was natural that it seemed dangerous to the sword master.
“But now they are fighting for power in this wealthy land just like other sects and families.”
The favor accumulated with Gwangdong Jinga will be decisive.
But in Namgung Mu-gyeol’s eyes, the current actions of the Demonic Cult were thoroughly practical.
First of all, a way to save people.
“That is why we must bring the Demonic Cult into our fold.”
“Let’s make him a family dog rather than a wild dog?”
“Once you taste the delicacies of the mountains and the sea and the warm, sturdy home, wouldn’t it be difficult to return to the wild?”
Inspector Namgung Han.
At this moment, he felt that he was an old-generation martial artist.
While he himself only thought about drawing his sword and eliminating his opponent, his grandson tried to neutralize the demonic cult in a warm way.
It will cost a lot of money.
But since the money wasn’t coming from another family, but rather was money that the Demonic Cult collected in Guangdong Province, it was of no use to them.
I know it’s a problem with Gwangdongjin, but their attitude is strange, so I’ll take care of it.
“You’re right. But I think the reason you think that way is because you spent time with the cult leader at Cheonmu Academy.”
Namgung Mu-gyeol nodded slowly.
If it’s long, … and if it’s short, it’s short.
He couldn’t deny the influence of Lee Chun-bong, who showed his former self-righteous self how to live as a martial artist, or rather, as a human being.
“Because I’ve seen how the current Demonic Cult will proceed.”
“Feel so good.”
The inspector glanced around outside.
I can’t see the leader of the cult, who is moving around like the wind. I haven’t had a proper conversation with Danmokjungsan yet, so I’ll see him when he returns.
After hearing Namgung Mu-gyeol’s story, I wanted to see Lee Chun-bong properly.
“Once the Blood Sea Emperor returns, I’ll discuss it with him.”
“thank you.”
He said he would go see Jin Tae-cheon, but there has been no news for several days.
I would like to chase after him with a sword, but as the person in charge of the Apostolic Union in Gwangju, I cannot do that.
Namgung Han lifted his teacup, feeling frustrated in Guangdong, where nothing was going as expected.
at that time.
“You idiots─!”
A shout rang out through the streets of Gwangju.
“Do you know why we have such a hard time! It’s not because of the truth, but because we’re with these unknown people─!!”
The clothes are shabby.
There was dirt and blood all over the place, and a foul stench filled the air. The person had a gaunt face, as if he had starved for days, and his body was staggering.
But the madness flashing in his bloodshot eyes was eerie.
“If it weren’t for them, our house wouldn’t have burned down and our families wouldn’t have died!”
He hated the Demonic Cult so much that he wanted to die.
If there had been no demonic cult, Gwangju would have continued living the life of Gwangju.
But when the Demonic Cult came in and began competing for power with the Gwangdong Jin family, the lives of commoners like himself were dying in the process.
The man who had lost everything to the Black Death Squad shouted once again.
“Wake up, we only have the Kwangdongjinga!”
─That’s not wrong.
A voice rang out from all directions.
Then a young man came down, wearing a pitch-black robe and carrying two swords and a sword.
“It must have been very difficult.”
It was Lee Chun-bong.
The man with red eyes flinched at Lee Chun-bong.
He too has eyes and ears.
I knew what a fearsome master the new leader of the cult was.
But the anger rising inside still remains.
When he was about to open his mouth.
Hot.
Lee Chun-bong hugged him.
“Cry. We are the devil’s cult for that purpose.”
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