Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 162

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Chapter 162. Cannibalism (2)

Neung Hyeong’s words were terribly ‘normal.’

At least they were to Moyong Bi.

He was someone who had roamed battlefields for over twenty years, and sometimes as a commander, sometimes as a general who didn’t hesitate to lead the vanguard, he was a legendary master who led orthodox Murim warriors in bloody wars against Seongheolgung.

There were those stronger than him and many who were smarter.

But no one could replace him. In those days, to the countless warriors who feared they might not see the next day’s sun if they fell asleep, he was an object of faith.

In a sense, he received the same fanaticism that the Ma In of Seongheolgung showed their palace master.

He didn’t win every battle, but he was a warrior who gave confidence that this war would surely end in victory.

Outwardly he was hot-tempered and sometimes showed recklessly bold behavior, but with his terrifying presence he led everyone and ultimately seized victory as the Martial Alliance Leader.

Gwangmyeong Mujon, the Mad Demon Martial Alliance Leader Moyong Cheon was certainly such a person.

“Lacking in martial arts? You could be lacking. But hey, when didn’t you charge in saying you lacked strength? You had people to protect? You did even more then. Rather, you were the guy who would scold those trying to build walls for protection, then grab a battering ram and advance to completely erase the enemy’s existence, weren’t you?”

Jegal Chung Ho unconsciously swallowed his saliva.

He instinctively knew that these two people had a very long relationship and were people from another world who had repeated experiences he couldn’t imagine.

He wondered how peers who had lived only twenty years, or perhaps a few more, could be like that, but logic wasn’t needed in this regard.

Precisely, they weren’t even subjects to be analyzed with logic.

To Jegal Chung Ho, the two people were perceived not as peers but as people from another world.

“The Mu Dang Faction is your enemy. Beyond a personal enemy, they’re targets from whom only you can collect the blood debt. In the midst of this, you even thoroughly distinguished between those who must be killed and those who shouldn’t be touched.”

“….”

“Since you’ve clearly distinguished your targets, there’s no more reason to delay. You might not know if you hadn’t moved, but once you moved, you were the type to advance like a storm. Weren’t you?”

“Was the reason you spoke of arch-enemies and gave high praise to elevate yourself, who is the arch-enemy of that arch-enemy? Why are you packaging it like that?”

“It’s not packaging, I’m honestly saying what I saw as it was, you damn bastard. On this endless journey where I don’t even know when it will end, at least I should know what my companion wants so I won’t feel frustrated too.”

“Correct that part. Not a companion, but an executioner holding onto a lifeline.”

“Whatever it is, the current you isn’t the guy I know. They say people can change in an instant, but experiences and nature built up over a long time don’t easily change suddenly.”

Moyong Bi’s eyes looking at Neung Hyeong gradually, gradually sank.

“My Lord.”

“Speak, junior.”

“Do you happen to know how much I hate you?”

“…It’s certain that we’re in a relationship where it’s difficult to share affection.”

“I hate you so much that I don’t want to use the word affection even as a joke. And that hatred isn’t simply because we fought.”

“What are you suddenly talking about?”

“I hate you because of the moment-by-moment results that came from our fight, the fight between us and you.”

The war between the Martial Alliance and Seongheolgung.

For well over twenty years, the Central Plains had been filled with groans.

“As time passed and the fighting reached its peak, someone said this. It no longer matters which side started the fight. Only winning matters. The victor will seize everything, and the loser will only lose everything.”

“….”

“I couldn’t tolerate such bullshit. I thought that as the fighting intensified and more people died, we should remember the cause of the fight even more. The moment we forget that, the sacrifice of the dead would fade.”

A shadow fell over Neung Hyeong’s face.

The Martial Alliance and Seongheolgung, Seongheolgung and the Martial Alliance.

Where was the reason that war broke out?

It was Seongheolgung. Under the merciless advance of Seongheolgung, which declared revenge, overnight this Central Plains land transformed into a battlefield filled with stench worse than deadly poison.

Whatever circumstances existed between the ancestors, the war at that time was started by Seongheolgung.

And countless people who didn’t know the reason were humiliated, murdered, and made miserable.

“Having returned again, I came to see it. The wings of glory that had burned through life and death to soar high in the sky again, broken and snapped in a time shorter than the period we fought among ourselves, rolling in the mud.”

The downfall of the Moyong Family.

Not all of the Moyong clan died, but the Moyong Family Estate that had soared with the wingbeats of glory had somehow fallen to the distant land of Hubei and was groaning.

“I don’t necessarily think that was a result of the fight with you. If we’re going to trace reasons like that, as you said before, we’d have to bring up the creation of heaven and earth.”

“What do you want to say?”

“But you must take responsibility for that matter.”

“I’m trying to take it, you bastard.”

“And I must take it too.”

“What?”

“A fight cannot be formed by one side’s unilateral sword strikes. That’s not a fight but a massacre. But we fought, and the result is as you see now.”

Neung Hyeong was dumbfounded.

“If it’s like that, doesn’t it mean you should interfere in everything that happens in this world? Are you really thinking of doing that?”

“Are you crazy? It’s just a matter of minimum or maximum, responsibility is ultimately a matter of the bearer’s conscience. I’m already struggling to manage just my own family.”

“That’s what I’m saying. You’re having trouble managing even one household, yet you came all the way to northern Hubei and….”

Neung Hyeong, who was speaking, suddenly showed a surprised expression as if he realized something.

Moyong Bi spoke with a dark face, but with eyes more intense than ever.

“I take responsibility. But that cannot take priority over my family. Because my greatest responsibility lies with my family.”

“….”

“That’s why I’m looking at other families.”

“Don’t tell me… you think you can find a connection between Moyong and those Ho Yeon Clan guys here?”

Jegal Chung Ho looked at Moyong Bi in surprise.

Moyong Bi’s eyes turned toward the Jegal Clan.

“From the moment I first heard this news, I thought about it. However the Ma In try to use the Jegal Clan, it won’t be a gentle method. They’ll definitely try to see blood.”

“…!”

“Perhaps that method might not be different from what happened to us.”

“W-wait a moment!”

Jegal Chung Ho interrupted in the middle.

“Moyong Sohyeop, are you saying that the Ho Yeon Clan drove out the Moyong Family Estate with the Ma In’s power behind them?”

“That probably wasn’t the case.”

“Pardon? But what you just said….”

“To be precise, it probably wasn’t only because of the Ma In.”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you know what collective madness means?”

Though it was a sudden question, Jegal Chung Ho nodded and answered.

“I don’t know what scope to set for the collective, but anyway, it means that many people, having lost their reason, can blindly cling to one fact or emotion and create irrational behavior.”

“I don’t intend to waste time, but since the topic came up, let me ask one thing.”

At that moment, Jegal Chung Ho felt as if his heart was trembling uncontrollably.

It was as if he stood naked alone before an unexpected bitter wind. It seemed as if his entire insides were vibrating from the deadly cold wind seeping into every pore.

That bitter wind was blowing from Moyong Bi’s eyes.

The gaze that was cold though not killing intent, eerie though not murderous intent, was terrible enough to make one lose reason just by meeting it.

“Under the premise that the Ho Yeon Clan drove out the Moyong Family with the Ma In’s power behind them, for their claims to gain strength, there must be clear physical evidence and circumstantial evidence. Enough for everyone to acknowledge.”

“That’s… true.”

“Moyong Cheon was a master who led the orthodox-demonic great war against Seongheolgung to victory. Though there were many who disliked him, many people revered him as a war hero.”

“That’s correct.”

“Furthermore, not just Moyong Cheon individually, but the Moyong Family Estate at that time also made remarkable contributions in the war against Seongheolgung. And those contributions don’t disappear easily.”

“Of course that’s true. But the Moyong Family Estate known to the world… though it’s difficult to say in front of Moyong Sohyeop, anyway they supposedly schemed to obtain the Ho Yeon Clan’s mysterious power and even used them as slaves.”

“Quite theatrical.”

“Pardon?”

“If the Ho Yeon Clan had such amazing power, how could the Moyong Family Estate have thought to steal their power?”

“…?”

“That the Moyong Family Estate wanted to steal their power means they had confidence they could become stronger. In other words, it means the Ho Yeon Clan’s power was already stronger than the Moyong Family Estate’s, and even if they were outnumbered, there would have been many ways to seek help from other sects.”

Jegal Chung Ho’s face was colored with shock.

Yes. That way of thinking was rational.

“B-but….”

“It’s awkward to say this, but even if that were really the case, from the Moyong Family Estate’s standpoint, it would have been better to uproot the Ho Yeon clan entirely. Why would they bother using them as slaves? Were they the only people available to use as slaves?”

“…!!”

“Fine. Let’s say that’s also the case. But looking back, that content also doesn’t make sense. Before the Moyong Family Estate was revived, they had already committed treason once and lost their reputation and position in the orthodox Murim.”

“That’s right… I know that.”

“Does that become a reason to steal the Ho Yeon Family’s power? In a one-dimensional way, one might think so. But if you use your head just a little, you’ll understand.”

Moyong Bi’s face gradually became fiercer.

“That it’s not about stealing others’ power to revive, but rather a reason why we must revive by helping others, even if it means helping them.”

“…!!”

“Whether it’s true or not, the Main Family lost many things while bearing the yoke of treason. Such a family stealing another martial family’s power? Even bowing our heads and entering under the Martial Alliance to serve in white robes wouldn’t be enough, would it?”

“Th-that is…”

“Do you think the Moyong Clan would commit such acts knowing that one more evil deed would uproot them completely? Do you think the Moyong Noble Family has nothing but fools?”

Jegal Chung Ho’s face turned pale.

Moyong Bi sighed.

“They say the Ho Yeon Family presented proper evidence in the process of expelling the Moyong Family. But that was only a matter between Ho Yeon and Moyong – it wasn’t something for the entire martial world to step forward and even send pursuit teams to kill us.”

“…”

“Do you understand the collective madness I spoke of? At that time, the Orthodox Martial World wanted the Moyong Family’s downfall. Whether they needed a sacrifice to soothe the devastated reality after the war, or whether they all had a common goal they desired, I don’t know, but this wasn’t just the Ho Yeon Family’s scheming alone.”

“…”

“Naturally, making excuses that surviving demons in between schemed is nothing but the grumbling of short-sighted fools. In the swift downfall of one family, demons played no part in that process.”

Infinite True Qi gathered in Moyong Bi’s hand gripping the spear.

The iron spear vibrated terrifyingly with the internal energy that rose naturally.

“However, demons might have interfered at the beginning. I came here to confirm that, and to properly investigate the process of the Main Family’s downfall.”

Moyong Bi pointed his spear toward the top of the Jegal Clan’s Gate.

“I must hear it directly from your father beyond that inner courtyard, a witness from the previous era who surely received successor training during the war.”

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