The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 37

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

 

Chapter 37

 

The wind blowing from Hamga Lake sweeps down over the painted tiles of Seungwan-ru, swaying the red and blue lanterns.

 

At times like this, the Jade Pavilion of Seungwan-ru, which would normally be filled with the coquettish laughter of courtesans, was now filled with a chilling silence.

 

“….”

 

No one, absolutely no one dared to breathe carelessly right now.

 

Ya-ju Jidong Tak, seated at the highest position, looked down at the stage below with an expressionless face.

 

Those prostrating themselves on the stage below were warriors of the Black Spirit Division.

 

They were trembling like frogs before a snake as they prostrated themselves, and indeed, Jidong Tak’s gaze was as cold as a snake’s and as frigid as ice.

 

“Chongwan.”

 

“Yes, yes. Master.”

 

“Did I mishear due to the heat?”

 

“….”

 

Chongwan swallowed his dry saliva.

 

No matter how oblivious a person might be, they couldn’t fail to read the current atmosphere.

 

A single misspoken word could cost them their head.

 

“I’m certain I ordered them to bring her here….”

 

Ya-ju’s gaze turned toward the front of the prostrating Black Spirit Division members below the stage.

 

A white cloth covering something bulky.

 

And dark red stains showing through in places.

 

Bloodstains.

 

Yes, it was the corpse of Wudun, the deputy commander of the Black Spirit Division.

 

“Not this trash, but that woman Hae-yeon, I believe?”

 

Ya-ju looked at Wudun’s corpse.

 

The emotions contained within were irritation and rage.

 

Was he angry at losing a cherished subordinate?

 

But the nature of his anger was different.

 

Ya-ju was currently furious that his orders had not been followed.

 

“…It seems the deputy commander and his subordinates caused a disturbance with the Baekya Unit leader before receiving Ya-ju’s orders.”

 

As soon as Chongwan finished his explanation, the prostrating Black Spirit Division members loudly begged for forgiveness.

 

They too had enough sense to know that the current situation was extremely dangerous.

 

“We, we’re sorry!”

 

“Pl, please spare us, we, we were just following the deputy commander’s orders…”

 

Step.

 

At that moment, Ya-ju rose from his seat and began walking.

 

One of the prostrating Black Spirit Division members, even with his head buried, was horrified when he saw Ya-ju’s shadow and stifled a scream.

 

“Hiiik!”

 

This was the normal reaction.

 

Unable to lift their heads, trembling violently while begging for Ya-ju’s mercy.

 

Jidong Tak stood before the Black Spirit Division and posed a question.

 

“I hear that man left a message for me?”

 

“Th, that is….”

 

The Black Spirit Division member prostrating at the front couldn’t continue his words.

 

Given Ya-ju’s temperament, there was no way he would take Jeok-un’s message well.

 

But when Ya-ju saw him hesitating and mumbling despite being asked a direct question, he became even more enraged.

 

Thud.

 

Ya-ju placed his foot on his subordinate’s head and coldly barked.

 

“Speak. If you don’t speak, you die.”

 

“Hiiik!”

 

The Black Spirit Division member trembled pitifully, then soon opened his mouth in a crawling voice.

 

“I’ll, I’ll be coming soon. Wa, wash your neck and wait—”

 

Crack!

 

Before the words could finish, a sickening sound of breaking bones filled the Jade Pavilion.

 

Ya-ju’s foot was touching the floor, not the head.

 

Like crushing an insect, he had crushed his subordinate’s head.

 

“Oh my. I applied force without realizing it.”

 

Jidong Tak had smashed a head, but muttered leisurely.

 

Then he brushed off his shoes and hem as if filth had gotten on them.

 

The Black Spirit Division members, covered in bone fragments, brain matter, and blood, finally grasped reality.

 

If this continued, they would all die.

 

“Uwaaa!!”

 

The Black Spirit Division members screamed as if having seizures and bolted upright.

 

Were they trying to attack Ya-ju?

 

No. With their reason collapsed, they were faithful to instinct, and instinct screamed at them to get away from Ya-ju.

 

“Where do you vermin think you’re going.”

 

But before they could take three steps, all the Black Spirit Division members became ghosts at Ya-ju’s hands.

 

In the scene that had instantly become blood-soaked, Ya-ju asked Chongwan.

 

“Chongwan.”

 

“Yes, yes?”

 

“Should I just kill that bastard?”

 

“?!”

 

Ya-ju’s eyes were blazing with murderous intent from the killing, rage, and irritation.

 

Chongwan didn’t dare meet Ya-ju’s eyes and bowed his head while trying to calm him.

 

“Ma, Master. You, you mustn’t do that.”

 

“Mustn’t?”

 

“Th, that’s right…. Though that thunderbolt bastard doesn’t know Master’s true nature and is running wild, you must endure it once. Pl, please think of Bucheonju….”

 

Chongwan desperately tried to dissuade Ya-ju.

 

Regardless of external appearances, Ya-ju was Bucheonju’s subordinate.

 

Bucheonju had just given orders to recruit Jeok-un.

 

If the temperamental Ya-ju killed Jeok-un without Bucheonju’s approval, it was clear he would incur Bucheonju’s wrath.

 

Then not only would Ya-ju be in trouble, but Chongwan himself would hardly remain unscathed.

 

He would be blamed for failing to properly assist Ya-ju.

 

“Huuu….”

 

At Chongwan’s repeated dissuasion, Ya-ju let out a long sigh.

 

No matter how temperamental Ya-ju was, he couldn’t act arbitrarily when Bucheonju’s orders were being invoked.

 

“Fine, I’ll meet him once. When I report to Bucheonju that the bastard is worthless, an opportunity will come soon.”

 

“Th, that will surely happen. Whatever heavenly luck that bastard used to take down the deputy commander, compared to Master, it’s the difference between a firefly and the sun…!”

 

Just as Chongwan was spouting all sorts of flattery to appease Ya-ju’s mood.

 

Crash!

 

A tremendous explosion occurred on the first floor of Seungwan-ru along with a huge bang.

 

‘What?’

 

When Chongwan hurriedly went out to assess the situation, Ya-ju also followed.

 

The moment they opened the door of the Jade Pavilion and stepped into the corridor, urgent voices could be heard from the floor below.

 

“Stop him!!”

 

“He’s going to Master!!”

 

“Th, that madman!”

 

Among the chaotic shouts, one clear voice pierced Ya-ju’s ears.

 

“I told you to move aside. You can’t understand words.”

 

The moment Ya-ju, standing in the Jade Pavilion corridor, looked down below.

 

His eyes met with Jeok-un, who stood in the middle of the first floor.

 

“Oh, there you were.”

 

Jeok-un confirmed Ya-ju’s location and twisted up the corners of his mouth.

 

He was smiling.

 

Brightly and clearly, he was sneering.

 

* * *

 

The commotion quickly subsided.

 

Contrary to everyone’s expectations, Ya-ju called Jeok-un up to the Jade Pavilion where he was.

 

Countless warriors had gathered in layers like a pack of wolves, ready to pounce at any moment, but Jeok-un ignored them and boldly climbed the stairs.

 

Ya-ju, who had even dismissed Chongwan from the Jade Pavilion, met with Jeok-un alone.

 

Drip—

 

Blood flowed at Jeok-un’s feet.

 

It was blood spilled by the dying Heukryeong Sect warriors.

 

They had been killed, and their blood, not yet congealed, was flowing.

 

It could have all been cleaned up before the private meeting was properly arranged, but Ya-ju had ordered it left as is.

 

It was to pressure Jeok-un with the pile of scattered corpses.

 

Sure enough, when Jeok-un’s expression crumpled, Jidong Tak curled up the corners of his mouth and spoke.

 

“Sorry about this. I was just in the middle of punishing some fellows who had been disrespectful to the Baekya Unit leader. But what brings you all the way here—”

 

“Tsk, it’s gotten dirty.”

 

“…?”

 

But Jeok-un just blurted out something completely random.

 

As Jidong Tak was taken aback.

 

Jeok-un pointed at his collar with his finger and said.

 

“Didn’t you hear me tell you to wash your neck and wait? There’s grime flowing down your neck.”

 

“…!”

 

“You’ve completely forgotten your manners. If I cut off that rotten neck of yours, wouldn’t my blade get dirty too.”

 

“You bastard—!!”

 

Grrrrr!

 

Finally, Jidong Tak, unable to contain his anger, let out a furious roar.

 

Energy boiled from his entire body as he shot up from his seat.

 

Now he didn’t care about Bucheonju’s orders or anything else.

 

“I don’t know why you’re suddenly raging around like a rabid dog! But just with what you’ve done now, I have enough justification to take your life!”

 

Jidong Tak was about to rush forward and strike out to split Jeok-un’s head open.

 

“How is the secret plot to bring down Cheon-ju progressing?”

 

“!!”

 

At Jeok-un’s next words, he stopped in place like he’d turned to stone.

 

“What are you suddenly talking about—”

 

“What am I talking about? Isn’t this what you, Bucheonju’s servant, have been doing all along?”

 

“…!!”

 

Jeok-un spoke with a cold sneer.

 

When you suddenly strike with words that don’t match the situation, any opponent will reveal even the tiniest bit of truth.

 

‘As expected, Dokgo Cheon’s sudden poisoning and qi deviation before my regression. That was all Doyecheon’s doing.’

 

The wildly shaking eyes of his opponent already revealed that the secret plot against Dokgo Cheon had been put into action.

 

“Should I tell you about the poison masters from the Six Souls Sect that you commissioned for you to believe me?”

 

“Shut up—!!”

 

Jeok-un had merely been testing his suspicions, but Jidong Tak felt his blood truly freeze.

 

Did the Martial Arts Alliance information that bastard stole from the Jegal Sega record even that?

 

Information that absolutely no one in the world should know was spilling from that bastard’s mouth.

 

‘This bastard is dangerous.’

 

Cold sweat trickled down Jidong Tak’s back.

 

Bucheonju had tried to win this bastard over, but Jidong Tak instinctively felt it.

 

This bastard wasn’t a domestic animal that could be leashed.

 

He was no different from a wild beast, with wild instincts alive and breathing.

 

This bastard could never be tamed.

 

Then there was only one option: kill him and silence him.

 

“…Tell me. Just how much do you know?”

 

Even if he was going to kill him, he needed to find out the source and scope of the information the bastard knew.

 

Ya-ju asked with that thought, but.

 

“Why did you do it?”

 

“…What?”

 

The answer that came back was completely unexpected.

 

He had already obtained all the information he could get from Jidong Tak.

 

Now it was time to deliver punishment.

 

“What was your reason for tormenting that person so much?”

 

“That person? What the hell are you suddenly talking about!”

 

Just as he was shouting angrily.

 

‘…Wait?’

 

Hae-yeon suddenly flashed through Ya-ju’s mind.

 

Could the reason for all this trouble possibly be.

 

“…You’re doing all this now because of one insignificant woman—?”

 

“I don’t need to hear any more.”

 

Swoooosh!!

 

Jeok-un spoke as he released his energy.

 

The energy that cut off Ya-ju’s words was fierce like a tiger and cruel like a wolf.

 

Jeok-un’s energy filled the Jade Pavilion and gradually surrounded Ya-ju.

 

Meanwhile, Jeok-un struggled to control his anger.

 

To forgive and embrace Ya-ju?

 

Not a chance.

 

It was the complete opposite.

 

In his current mood, he felt like he might kill Ya-ju in a single blow like he did Wudun.

 

‘That won’t do.’

 

He would kill him as painfully, painfully, and cruelly as possible.

 

Killing such a bastard easily would be nothing short of mercy.

 

He knew how much Hae-yeon had suffered from terrible memories before his regression.

 

‘I’ll repay you.’

 

He would multiply the pain Hae-yeon received by countless eons.

 

Jeok-un made that resolution.

 

Controlling his breathing, he half-opened his eyes.

 

When his eyes finally opened completely.

 

Jeok-un’s eyeballs gleamed with killing intent.

 

“I’ll cut your manhood into little pieces and stuff it down your throat.”

 

“…!!”

 

Crack!

 

Jeok-un announced his punishment and kicked off the ground.

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