Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 133

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Chapter 133. Heaven’s Command and Earth’s Command (3)

 

The place the two headed to was a quiet inn quite far from the main hall.

 

“I didn’t know there was a place like this.”

 

It was considerably far from the main road, so there weren’t many people around.

 

In fact, the inn only had an elderly innkeeper, one cook, and three or four guests in shabby clothes.

 

“The food is quite good.”

 

“Good restaurants are usually hidden away.”

 

The two men sat in a corner and each ordered their dishes.

 

Sama Jin Gung ordered more food than expected. It was far too much for two people to eat.

 

“You eat more than you look like you would.”

 

“That’s what I should say. I heard Young Master is quite the big eater.”

 

“Where did you hear that?”

 

“If you want to know something, you can find out.”

 

“You did quite the thorough investigation overnight.”

 

“You’re wrong.”

 

The weighty voice made the already gloomy corner atmosphere feel even heavier.

 

“I heard Young Master caused trouble at the Hong Clan Sword Family.”

 

Meaning he started investigating from that point.

 

Moyong Bi tilted his head.

 

“Looks like you rushed into investigating after hearing the demon rumors.”

 

Sama Jin Gung’s eyes, which had been businesslike to the point of being rigid, flashed.

 

‘He read that far from just one comment.’

 

People with strong drive often either lack thought or have excessive confidence.

 

But the more he investigated Moyong Bi, the more he got the impression that beyond confidence in his abilities, he was quite good at using his head.

 

That thought was accurate.

 

‘The moment he mentioned the Hong Clan Sword Family, he even thought of demons. That means he’s already reading the situation to some degree.’

 

It seemed like the conversation would go smoothly.

 

‘Though it will be just as difficult.’

 

Shortly after, the food came out.

 

Even though the cook was handling all that food alone, it came out quickly.

 

“I’ll eat well.”

 

“Eat plenty.”

 

Moyong Bi began eating the food enthusiastically.

 

Sama Jin Gung just watched Moyong Bi eat while moistening his throat with tea.

 

A moment passed like that.

 

‘Definitely.’

 

He had already finished his portion of noodles and was emptying one plate of the three meat stir-fry dishes he’d ordered.

 

‘…He really is a big eater.’

 

He was quite different from his appearance.

 

‘He’s not just shoveling it in. He’s chewing it properly.’

 

Someone might ask why he was observing such things, but Sama Jin Gung thought that would be the words of someone who knew one thing but not two.

 

Originally, people who eat large quantities tend to chew their food carelessly. They stuff it in before feeling full, eating more than their natural capacity.

 

Moyong Bi was different.

 

‘Chewing thoroughly has become second nature to him.’

 

People, especially Murim Warriors, needed to maintain good physical condition since the higher their skill, the more they never knew when a fight might break out.

 

One of those things was eating.

 

To put it bluntly, Murim Warriors lived lives similar to wild beasts.

 

It was best to eat properly when you could, but chew well so you could digest naturally without using internal energy.

 

It was trivial, but people who didn’t forget such trivial and delicate things were the ones who succeeded.

 

“It’s hard to swallow when you’re staring like that.”

 

“You looked like you were going to chew up the plate too.”

 

“My ears are open, so state your business.”

 

It was actually more comfortable when he came out like this.

 

Sama Jin Gung, who was about to get straight to the point, suddenly flinched.

 

‘Really strange.’

 

He heard he was only nineteen years old.

 

Moreover, he himself was the deputy head of the Martial Alliance’s Hubei Branch. Considering age and position, it would be normal to be much more respectful, and many people actually were.

 

Yet he felt nothing strange watching Moyong Bi’s words and actions.

 

Sama Jin Gung felt interest in a person for the first time in a very long while.

 

“First, let me express my gratitude.”

 

Sama Jin Gung stood up and cupped his fists.

 

“Thanks to Moyong Sohyeop, we were able to catch the demons’ trail. You worked hard.”

 

“I didn’t catch them for your benefit, so you don’t need to thank me.”

 

“Still, being in public service, I must express my gratitude.”

 

“Don’t do it twice.”

 

The second plate was emptied.

 

Sama Jin Gung sat down and continued speaking.

 

“Before getting to the main point, let me ask one thing.”

 

“I’m ready to earn my meal.”

 

“Weren’t you anxious when Jegal Dae Hyeop said he was summoning the Hubei Branch deputy head?”

 

Though asked lightly, it was by no means a light question.

 

Moyong Bi wiped his mouth roughly with his sleeve and said casually.

 

“Why should I be anxious? Ah, worried they might suspect why everyone I catch turns out to be demons?”

 

He understood immediately.

 

Sama Jin Gung decided to adjust his assessment of his opponent’s intelligence up by at least two levels.

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Not all Martial Alliance people would be that narrow-minded.”

 

“Are you certain of that belief?”

 

“At least if it’s someone Jegal brought, he’s more trustworthy.”

 

“I understand you had no prior connection with Jegal Dae Hyeop.”

 

“I kept the secret about Young Geom beating up his relative.”

 

“Just because of that one thing?”

 

“I also knew that Ho Geom was targeting him.”

 

“You didn’t seem certain though.”

 

“Even without certainty, I knew one wrong move could easily cost him his head.”

 

“…”

 

“When he had to deal with a Mu Dang Pa Elder overnight, would he call just anyone? He’d call someone he could trust.”

 

In other words, he didn’t trust Jegal Ryun, but trusted the situation he was in.

 

And it was Moyong Bi who created that situation.

 

‘He’s not ordinary.’

 

Sama Jin Gung’s eyes wavered.

 

‘He didn’t just read the unfolding situation. He’s already creating another situation of his own.’

 

After just a few exchanges, it felt like talking to family elders who had been through everything.

 

Sama Jin Gung began to feel genuinely tense.

 

“They say there are no coincidences in Jianghu, but I believe coincidences exist. Jianghu is part of the world too.”

 

“Good mindset.”

 

“But when coincidences pile up one after another, that’s no longer coincidence.”

 

“It’s inevitability.”

 

“That’s right. And I’m not someone who comfortably connects inevitability with the shabby word called fate.”

 

“That’s also a good mindset, I think.”

 

“You, do you have any connection to the Ma In?”

 

“No.”

 

It was a devastatingly simple and refreshingly clear answer.

 

Sama Jin Gung looked at Moyong Bi more carefully.

 

‘I can’t read him.’

 

He had almost emptied the third and final plate.

 

It was also amazing that his pronunciation was accurate despite chewing such large amounts.

 

“Let’s stop talking about the Ma In here.”

 

“There’s nothing more to tell you anyway.”

 

“What do you plan to do about the Wudang Sect?”

 

Moyong Bi, who had been scooping up food with the plate, paused.

 

His eyes, as he slowly turned his head to the side of the plate, were sharp as a blade.

 

His constantly moving cheeks didn’t match his serious gaze at all, but Sama Jin Gung only looked at his eyes.

 

Moyong Bi put down the plate and gulped down tea water, sending the food straight to his stomach.

 

Whether he chewed or not, everyone could tell that his throat was incredibly wide.

 

“That’s something you should handle yourselves, so why are you asking me?”

 

“Of course we plan to take our own measures, but shouldn’t we know the revenge intentions of Moyong Sohyeop, who is the victim?”

 

“You must have already heard from Master Jegal.”

 

“I’d like to hear it directly from Sohyeop’s mouth.”

 

“If I say I’ll take revenge, will you stop me?”

 

“At least I’d have to make a show of it. Don’t forget, I’m the Deputy Leader of the Northern Division of the Martial Alliance.”

 

Moyong Bi’s lips twitched.

 

It looked both scornful and admiring.

 

“When needed, you become the Deputy Leader, and when not needed, you become Mr. Sama.”

 

“…!”

 

“That must give you headaches.”

 

Sama Jin Gung, who had been staring intently at Moyong Bi, nodded heavily.

 

“I admit it.”

 

“If you admit that, our conversation becomes easier.”

 

“I hope you appreciate that I’m working hard at something that doesn’t suit my personality for the sake of easy conversation.”

 

“If you want something, you have to make an effort even if you don’t like it. Don’t make a fuss over something obvious.”

 

He doesn’t back down from a single word.

 

“So, what’s your answer?”

 

“Same as before. Once I deal with those involved in this incident, I’ll have no business with the Wudang Sect.”

 

“Really?”

 

“If it doesn’t seem that way, rack your brains again when the time comes.”

 

“From what I see, Moyong Sohyeop doesn’t seem to want just simple revenge.”

 

“There’s still half the tea left? Or is it only half remaining?”

 

“Sohyeop hates the Wudang Sect, but at the same time, you’re worried about them.”

 

A strange light flashed in Moyong Bi’s eyes.

 

“Why do you think that?”

 

His already arrogant tone changed at this moment to one looking down on his opponent.

 

Sama Jin Gung sensitively read that change.

 

“Ja Dam.”

 

“….”

 

“Looking at Sohyeop’s words and actions toward Ja Dam Dogo, it’s certain you don’t see the Wudang Sect as a simple object of hatred.”

 

“But there’s no reason to see them as an object of concern either?”

 

“There is.”

 

“I’d like to hear it.”

 

“Sohyeop moved like the protagonist of the situation. You actually were, but looking at the inside story, you’re inducing Wudang’s self-purification.”

 

“Aren’t you getting ahead of yourself?”

 

“If that were the case, you wouldn’t have left Ja Dam Dogo alone. At least the Sohyeop I’ve grasped so far would have rather made an example.”

 

“I didn’t touch the second-generation disciples either?”

 

“Ja Dam Dogo has the special position of being the previous sect leader’s disciple.”

 

“Still just a Wudang disciple.”

 

“That’s right. Still just a Wudang disciple, yet you didn’t touch Ja Dam Dogo. Ja Dam Dogo, who could have been the greatest example.”

 

Moyong Bi was genuinely impressed.

 

“When reading situations, various possibilities each step forward claiming to be the truth.”

 

“….”

 

“In the end, adopting the most likely matter and treating it as truth to solve things is a strategist’s talent, but you go one step further.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“You value logic but trust your own intuition more.”

 

“…!!”

 

“With that kind of insight, you won’t lose out no matter what you do. I can see why you rose to Deputy Leader of the Hubei Branch at that age.”

 

Sama Jin Gung’s hand holding the tea cup tensed.

 

It was truly arrogant speech, yet he didn’t feel angry.

 

Rather, he became more tense.

 

“Fine, let’s say I want Wudang Sect’s self-purification as you claim.”

 

“It’s not ‘let’s say’ but certain.”

 

“Anyway, I have absolutely no intention of stopping my revenge.”

 

This is not ‘my’ revenge.

 

This was revenge for his great grand nephew who lived an unjust life and died. He was so angry that he truly wanted to leave not even a blade of grass on Moodang Mountain.

 

Still, he shouldn’t cross the line. Not just because of past connections, but for his family’s sake too.

 

And Sama Jin Gung could read that will too.

 

‘This isn’t a compromise.’

 

A deep look of tension appeared on Sama Jin Gung’s face.

 

‘He wants self-purification, but that’s not the main thing. He won’t touch those unrelated, but if they’re even slightly connected, he’ll unconditionally kill them regardless of age or gender.’

 

Not as a metaphor, but he truly intends to bring down a bloody hammer regardless of age or gender.

 

If they’re even slightly involved in this incident, he won’t spare anyone.

 

‘At the same time, if things go wrong, he might really try to destroy the Wudang Sect.’

 

Regardless of possibility or impossibility, if he could do it, he would just do it.

 

Someone with high intelligence and mysterious experience, plus unpredictable danger.

 

‘He’s no ordinary dangerous person. Has the blood of Elder Moyong Cheon, who was even called Mad Demon by his enemies, been passed down this far?’

 

Then, Moyong Bi asked.

 

“Since you read me so well, all the questions so far were just confirmation kills. Then I know what you want from me too.”

 

“…?”

 

“Eliminating the Wudang Sect’s first disciple, you want that too, don’t you?”

 

“…!!”

 

“How about it, shall we work together once? Of course, since I’m the protagonist, I can’t give up dancing with the sword in front.”

 

Cold sweat began to flow from Sama Jin Gung’s nape.

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