Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 42

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Chapter 42. The Virtue of Transactions (2)

 

‘Dawn has broken.’

 

Jin Gwang glanced out the window, then left his room and headed downstairs to the lower floor of the Juru.

 

“Oh? You’re up early. Shall I prepare breakfast?”

 

“I’m going for a quick walk.”

 

“Ah, yes! If you let me know in advance, I’ll have it ready.”

 

“No need. I’ll order when I get back.”

 

“Yes!”

 

Jin Gwang passed by the diligent Shop Boy and openly crossed through the center of the street.

 

A short while later.

 

Jin Gwang arrived at the small forest behind the street and waited with his arms crossed.

 

“Squad Leader.”

 

Four Squad Members came to find him.

 

“Everyone’s gathered except Yeon Pyeong.”

 

Jin Gwang looked at Woong Pae, who stood on the far right, and asked.

 

“I remember Yeon Pyeong stopped by the Juru where you were staying.”

 

“That’s right. He heard everything about what happened at the Family Estate.”

 

He seemed quite excited.

 

Just in case, everyone except Yeon Pyeong had stayed at their posts. Since this was the first time they were all gathering to talk like this, the others had no way of knowing what had happened at the Family Estate.

 

“Tell them.”

 

Woong Pae excitedly began to unfold his bundle of stories.

 

“What?!”

 

“Th-that’s impossible!”

 

“What do you mean impossible! I had my suspicions! We never saw Hwang Ji Hwa and Elder Lee Jeong return!”

 

Someone still seemed unable to believe it, someone else was stunned, and someone clenched their fists tightly.

 

‘As expected.’

 

Jin Gwang thought it was only natural.

 

‘If it’s the Young Master who has obtained the power of the Secret Place, then that much would be expected.’

 

Everyone said no, that the history of Moyong that had continued until twenty years ago was all a lie. Rumors spread that they were a shameless family clan that not only sucked the blood of the mysterious Ho Yeon Family that had ruled the Yolyeong and Jilin regions, but also stole their power and bloodline.

 

But Jin Gwang believed. That the legend of the Moyong Noble Family was real.

 

Though his circumstances were like this, the mind and knowledge inherited from his father remained intact.

 

‘I’m ashamed of myself for wavering momentarily.’

 

It was true that he had been disappointed in Moyong Bi.

 

Even so, he had never denied the history of the Moyong Noble Family. It was only the people of the world who didn’t know, not him – he had lived firmly believing this.

 

‘Finally, the legend of the Main Family is awakening.’

 

Jin Gwang clenched his fist tightly without the Squad Members noticing. Truly, if he hadn’t had the presence of mind, he would have shouted out loud.

 

What was dignity anyway…

 

“Anyway, that’s the situation. Honestly, there doesn’t seem to be much point in staying any longer, but what should we do?”

 

At Woong Pae’s question, Jin Gwang shook his head.

 

“Young Master wanted us to stay here until tonight. Unless the Main Family sends a separate messenger with orders, we hold our original position.”

 

“Haha, when you put it like that, it sounds like we’re some kind of trained special forces.”

 

Jin Gwang’s eyes turned sharp.

 

Woong Pae, who had been talking nonsense carelessly, shut his mouth and averted his gaze.

 

“…Young Master must have his reasons for everything. We’ll carry out our mission at our assigned position and return when the time comes.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Just endure until nightfall. Let’s go.”

 

And so the five men emerged from the forest.

 

Jin Gwang, who was walking at the front, suddenly turned around quickly and blocked his squad members’ steps.

 

“Squad Leader?”

 

Jin Gwang silently brought his index finger to his lips.

 

The squad members’ expressions changed completely. They realized the situation had become serious.

 

A moment later.

 

Whoooosh.

 

Three men appeared with the wind.

 

Jin Gwang’s eyes trembled slightly as he watched the men from behind the alley.

 

‘Could it be.’

 

The bodies of those walking down the street were wrapped in jet-black wind cloaks.

 

Their bamboo hats were also large and wide. From their clothes to their hats, they appeared specialized for long journeys.

 

But Jin Gwang could see it.

 

When the middle man’s wind cloak fluttered in the wind, he caught a glimpse of a crimson red long sword.

 

Furthermore, he could see the three-feather pattern embedded in the center of the sword sheath.

 

‘Red long sword…!’

 

The Hong Clan Sword Family’s supreme elite unit, the Red Sword Corps.

 

Among them, a sword sheath engraved with three feather patterns meant the Red Sword Third Unit, the elite among elites.

 

The Red Sword Third Unit, a small elite force, was known to be masters who could take on the rest of the Red Sword Corps by themselves.

 

Though Ten Sword Gate and Hong Clan Sword Family competed for supremacy in Wuhan, there was no dispute that the Red Sword Corps was Wuhan’s strongest military organization.

 

‘Why are Red Sword Third Unit swordsmen here?’

 

And not just one, but three of them.

 

‘That direction… could it be Ten Sword Gate?!’

 

Hong Clan Sword Family was just as sensitive to rumors and information as Ten Sword Gate.

 

‘Perhaps the rumors circulating in the marketplace have already reached the sword family.’

 

If so, Hong Clan Sword Family’s intelligence network was faster than Ten Sword Gate’s. Especially since the sword family was located farther from here than Ten Sword Gate.

 

‘In this situation, sending Red Sword Third Unit members to Ten Sword Gate…’

 

He couldn’t figure out what was happening at all.

 

In the first place, neither he nor his squad members were meant to be the thinking type. At least not right now.

 

A moment later.

 

Jin Gwang poked his head out.

 

The three swordsmen had walked far into the distance.

 

“Phew.”

 

“Co, could those people be the Red Sword Corps?”

 

“You saw them too?”

 

“Yes. Everything from the handle to the sword sheath was red.”

 

Woong Pae stroked his chest in relief.

 

“We barely avoided getting caught.”

 

“This isn’t something to celebrate.”

 

If the squad members’ internal energy had been even slightly deeper, they would have been caught instead. They would have noticed the naturally flowing presence.

 

It meant they were safer precisely because they possessed only a small amount of internal energy due to their fatigue from staying up all night.

 

“You all return to your positions. I’ll go to the family estate for a moment.”

 

* * *

 

Chomp chomp.

 

Moyong Bi’s appearance as he sat eating mixed rice with all sorts of side dishes was quite voracious.

 

The squad members looked at Moyong Bi as if he were a curiosity. Just a few days ago, this person couldn’t even finish half a bowl, but now he was devouring five or six bowls in one sitting.

 

“He’s no different from a pig.”

 

Moyong Su Hyang grumbled.

 

“Why? Are you going to eat the bowl too?”

 

“Huh? Can I eat this bowl?”

 

“Good grief.”

 

Moyong Su Hyang shuddered as if disgusted and turned her head away sharply.

 

Having cleanly emptied his bowl like that, Moyong Bi held it out to one of the squad members.

 

“Are you finished eating…”

 

“One more bowl.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“The seasoning on the vegetables is good. Ask them for more of that.”

 

The squad member headed to the dining hall with a fed-up expression.

 

‘Good.’

 

Moyong Bi’s face as he rubbed his stomach was unexpectedly serious.

 

‘Digestion is fast.’

 

It felt like the nutrients he put into his stomach were spreading throughout his entire body.

 

And indeed they were. The Primordial True Energy actively dissolved the newly received nutrients to fill its master’s depleted body.

 

‘It’s been a while since I’ve had this kind of recovery.’

 

He hadn’t expected the Primordial True Energy to become this activated.

 

It was partly thanks to the Brain Gate Heart Technique, but the decisive factor was the Blood Control Pill.

 

“Hey, where did you get this Blood Control Pill?”

 

Dark Shadow silently watched Moyong Bi.

 

His eyes held a confused light. But he didn’t seem to be afraid.

 

Moyong Bi grinned, picked off a grain of rice stuck to his lips and ate it, then grabbed Dark Shadow by the collar.

 

Whoosh!

 

It was a terrifying power.

 

He had instantly dragged a kneeling adult man right up to his face. Everyone was startled seeing this sight.

 

“The sun is quite beautiful. There aren’t many clouds either. It looks like the weather will be nice today too.”

 

“….”

 

“Let’s postpone the talk about the Blood Control Pills. It’s not urgent anyway.”

 

The expression gradually disappeared from Moyong Bi’s face.

 

Dark Shadow unconsciously swallowed his saliva.

 

When someone who had displayed all sorts of colorful expressions suddenly became expressionless, it couldn’t be more eerie.

 

“I’m certain, but I want to hear a definite answer from your mouth.”

 

“….”

 

“The Ten Swords Sect Leader sent you, right?”

 

Dark Shadow still didn’t answer.

 

At that moment, a subtle heat began to leak from Moyong Bi’s eyes.

 

Whoooosh!

 

The cool morning air began to ripple wildly and raise in temperature.

 

Everyone except Moyong Su Jeong and Seok Woong, who had entered the Family Head’s Office, could feel the terrifying aura that Moyong Bi was emanating.

 

There was nothing surprising about it. It was the same killing intent they had already experienced when he destroyed Hwang Ji Hwa’s group. Though they still felt the urge to retreat from the eeriness, they weren’t as shocked as before.

 

Dark Shadow was different.

 

“Keuugh!”

 

He instinctively tried to turn his head away, but Moyong Bi’s hand gripped his jaw.

 

Tremble tremble tremble.

 

Dark Shadow’s body began shaking like mad.

 

To become an assassin, one needed the patience to overcome unimaginable pain. Torture was included in the training process, and countless people died during it.

 

Dark Shadow had tremendous patience, having been the top assassin of the Red Mist Society, the now-vanished Hubei assassin group.

 

However.

 

“Uggggggh!”

 

As if struck by lightning, foam formed at Dark Shadow’s mouth.

 

Not only did he foam at the mouth, but his eyes also rolled back. Being exposed to killing intent amplified by the Brain Gate Heart Technique at close range, his mind couldn’t endure it.

 

Moyong Bi, who had been quietly glaring at Dark Shadow, suddenly felt a headache coming on.

 

‘Oh ho.’

 

Even though it was only the first technique, he had poured out killing intent while consuming almost all his Brain Gate True Energy, yet the man still wouldn’t open his mouth.

 

‘Quite impressive indeed.’

 

The more he looked, the more he liked him.

 

Whooooo.

 

Again, a cold wind blew.

 

“Huff! Huff!”

 

Dark Shadow, having regained his senses, let out rough breaths.

 

His bloodshot eyes were filled with undeniable fear. No matter how much of an assassin he was, he was still human. It was difficult to overcome Moyong Bi’s mental power.

 

“Gwan Hyeon, throw this bastard in the warehouse.”

 

“Should I put him in the same place where Hwang Ji Hwa is confined?”

 

“Somewhere else.”

 

“Understood.”

 

That’s when it happened.

 

“H-how…?”

 

Dark Shadow asked while drooling.

 

“How did you not die after taking the Blood Control Pill?”

 

People were shocked.

 

‘What? Don’t tell me that was a poison pill?!’

 

Dark Shadow quietly stared at Moyong Bi. He was terrified but equally curious.

 

His mind was shaken by the killing intent amplified by the Brain Gate Heart Technique, which is why he asked such a question. The current Dark Shadow was not normal.

 

Moyong Bi tilted his head.

 

“Don’t you know? Depending on True Energy circulation, the Blood Control Pill can become the finest internal injury medicine.”

 

“…?!”

 

“It requires quite delicate techniques, but when taken in proper amounts, it greatly helps with internal energy recovery. It extremely activates qi.”

 

“H-how do you…?!”

 

“Gwan Hyeon, take him away now.”

 

“Don’t tell me you inherited the Death King’s true teachings?”

 

Death King?

 

‘It’s been a while since I heard that name.’

 

There were so many assassins taking contracts from Sacred Blood Palace that he once went directly to find the Death King and smashed him to pieces.

 

‘That was so refreshing back then.’

 

Moyong Bi shook his arms and legs. He was starting to loosen up his body.

 

Then, Moyong Su Hyang approached.

 

“What’s with you?”

 

“Hm?”

 

“Don’t tell me you learned assassin martial arts or something?”

 

Still blunt as ever, but Moyong Bi didn’t miss the subtle worry reflected in her eyes.

 

“Why would I learn such crude martial arts?”

 

“Even if you deny it, that damn assassin bastard seems to think so?”

 

“Have you ever seen a sane assassin?”

 

Moyong Su Hyang tilted her head. She had never seen an assassin before, so there was no way she would know such things.

 

“Anyway, since my body feels refreshed, I’ll sleep soundly again today…”

 

That’s when it happened.

 

“Young Master!”

 

Jin Gwang appeared along with Guo Lao.

 

Instantly, the eyes of Moyong Bi and Moyong Su Hyang changed. They read the urgency written on Jin Gwang’s face.

 

“What’s the matter?”

 

“Three swordsmen from Hong Clan Sword Family’s Red Sword Corps, presumed to be Red Sword Third Unit, are heading toward Ten Swords Gate.”

 

Red Sword Third Unit?

 

“R-Red Sword Third Unit, you said?!”

 

“That’s right!”

 

Moyong Bi glanced at Moyong Su Hyang.

 

Su Hyang’s face, who was usually so strong, had turned pale. That meant they were truly formidable opponents.

 

“We can’t be certain they’re actually heading to Ten Sword Gate, but their direction from the marketplace was…”

 

“Anyway, the Hong Clan Sword Family’s experts went toward Ten Sword Gate?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Moyong Bi smiled.

 

“Well, look at that?”

 

Moyong Su Hyang asked.

 

“Why? What is it? What does this mean? Do you know?”

 

“What else could it be? Either a declaration of war or negotiations.”

 

“…?”

 

“If it’s a declaration of war, we just need to prepare Ten Sword Gate’s burial ground. If it’s negotiations, we need to prepare our own graves… though the latter is probably more likely?”

 

“Speak plainly!”

 

“It means the Main Family House is in danger.”

 

“…?!”

 

“Should I explain it even more simply?”

 

“Damn! The Main Family House is in danger?”

 

“At the same time, it’s also an opportunity. If they really did head to Ten Sword Gate.”

 

Moyong Bi shouted toward the squad members.

 

“Jong Hweon! Bring me a decent wooden staff and a long blade!”

 

“A, a long blade? Not a sword?”

 

“What are you talking about?”

 

Moyong Bi said while adjusting his belt.

 

“Originally, the Moyong fought either barehanded or with spear and sword.”

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