The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 41

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

 

Chapter 41

 

One’s gait carries momentum.

 

In that regard, Doyecheon’s momentum was like a storm.

 

No, it was also like a howling beast.

 

It was also like a bird of prey soaring through the sky.

 

Truly, each step contained confidence and displayed pride.

 

It wouldn’t be strange for Jeok-un to unconsciously recall his past encounter with Doyecheon.

 

Gwonghon-gwon Doyecheon.

 

Thirty years ago, when Sadocheon was waging war with Heukpaesong almost daily, he was a master fist fighter who roamed the battlefield alongside Saja Dohuang Dokgo Cheon.

 

This description would be sufficient regarding Doyecheon.

 

‘Just mentioning that he was Saja Dohuang’s comrade-in-arms was enough for everyone to think of Doyecheon.’

 

As could be seen from his alias Gwonghon-gwon, Doyecheon had an extremely tyrannical disposition.

 

When he entered the battlefield, he always led the charge, and there wasn’t a day when his hands and sleeves weren’t stained with blood.

 

Therefore, those who didn’t know Doyecheon thought he would display a brutal and cruel nature in daily life as well.

 

But the reality was completely different.

 

Doyecheon rarely revealed his inner thoughts, and his behavior showed restraint like a hermit.

 

Thus, most of Sadocheon, including Saja Dohuang Dokgo Cheon, thought Doyecheon was another archetype of Sapa with strong martial worship tendencies.

 

‘But the reality is completely different.’

 

It’s true that Doyecheon doesn’t reveal his inner thoughts.

 

It’s also true that he’s modest and doesn’t stand out much.

 

But this is all just a mask that Doyecheon wears.

 

Doyecheon thoroughly blocked his cunning and vicious nature, remaining as a mastermind behind all sorts of evil deeds.

 

That’s why countless people like the Noh Hwang-mun brothers and Ya-ju Jidong-tak followed Doyecheon.

 

Doyecheon gathered gold like sand through all sorts of dirty and vile work, and actively used it to gather his support base and consolidate his power.

 

In the process, he didn’t care at all how much the common people, like grass in a field, were trampled or suffered.

 

Wearing the mask of Sapa while acting like a demon.

 

Doyecheon was a typical bundle of contradictions and a selfish person who only cared about himself.

 

‘Having given him his first taste of defeat, how great must his resentment toward Dokgo Cheon have been.’

 

As mentioned earlier, they fought wars with Heukpaesong almost daily.

 

Finally, after ten long years of war, a ceasefire was barely achieved.

 

Only two people could be considered for top military honors: Dokgo Cheon and Doyecheon.

 

Since the previous Cheon-ju had died in battle and the position was vacant.

 

It was exceptionally agreed that whoever was chosen for top honors would ascend to the next Cheon-ju position.

 

And as you can tell from the fact that the current Cheon-ju is Dokgo Cheon, it was Dokgo Cheon who was chosen for top honors by an overwhelming margin of votes.

 

No matter how much Doyecheon had built his support base with money, he couldn’t go against Dokgo Cheon’s popularity and the general trend.

 

‘The problem was that Doyecheon couldn’t accept this.’

 

Doyecheon was clearly defeated by Dokgo Cheon.

 

But Doyecheon couldn’t acknowledge this and thought the Cheon-ju position had been stolen from him.

 

This is where the core of the problem lies.

 

Doyecheon’s pride was severely wounded, and he tried to recover from this wound and even seek revenge.

 

‘For over ten years, he ground his teeth beneath the surface. Until he established a conspiracy and brought Dokgo Cheon to ruin…’

 

And Doyecheon actually succeeded.

 

He succeeded in his conspiracy and poisoned Dokgo Cheon.

 

When Saja Dohuang fell into critical condition, he challenged him, won, and ascended to the third-generation Cheon-ju position.

 

Although Sapa reveres the strong and considers the strong to be the answer, this wasn’t acceptable to that degree.

 

Naturally, people like Hu Seong who followed Saja Dohuang openly rebelled, saying ‘We cannot acknowledge such a despicable person as Doyecheon as Cheon-ju.’

 

Those who rose to the center of power following Doyecheon thoroughly oppressed such opponents.

 

As a result, Sadocheon was completely divided.

 

‘If not for this, the Sapa forces wouldn’t have been pushed back so much during the Demonic Cult’s activities…’

 

Thinking about it again, it was too regrettable.

 

If only he had grasped Doyecheon’s true nature a little earlier.

 

The complete downfall of Sadocheon could have been avoided.

 

But for that to happen, unlike now, he lacked experience at the time and didn’t have the eye to see through others’ schemes.

 

When Jeok-un joined Sadocheon.

 

He followed Doyecheon, who had newly ascended to Cheon-ju, as his lord.

 

Doyecheon recognized his growth potential and highly valued Jeok-un.

 

‘Only as a hunting dog, that is.’

 

Doyecheon pretended to take good care of not only Jeok-un but even his subordinates, but in reality, he only assigned life-threatening missions and used him as a hunting dog.

 

A being whose exterior and interior were different.

 

Literally treated like an obedient hunting dog, and moreover, he was fully prepared to discard him at any time.

 

Before his regression, Jeok-un realized this only after experiencing life-threatening crises on countless battlefields, then raised a rebellion and finally dragged that bastard down from his throne.

 

And.

 

‘This time I’ll destroy him even faster.’

 

Aside from the timing being moved up, nothing else would change.

 

* * *

 

“Hmm, you see your master but are slow to greet?”

 

At Doyecheon’s words, Jeok-un awakened from his reminiscence.

 

Naturally, he focused on Doyecheon’s expression.

 

‘The mask is about to come off.’

 

Doyecheon maintained composure and acted like a leisurely hegemon.

 

But in reality, he was in such a state of rage that he wanted to tear him apart and kill him right now.

 

Having once lived as his hunting dog, Jeok-un could be certain just by looking at his expression.

 

Smirk.

 

“I was surprised by the sudden visit. I am Baekya Unit Leader Jeok-un.”

 

“…”

 

Therefore, Jeok-un acted in a way that would make his opponent even more furious.

 

His opponent probably expected a terrified expression, but he smiled nonchalantly and greeted him boldly.

 

As if he knew nothing and nothing had happened.

 

His words seemed respectful, but his attitude was incredibly arrogant, standing with one leg cocked.

 

As expected, one of Doyecheon’s eyebrows twitched, but he endured it steadfastly.

 

Then he turned his gaze elsewhere.

 

“I wondered what you were relying on to act so wildly, but it turns out you have Goga-jang backing you.”

 

“Huff, huh?!”

 

Go Bok-gil gasped urgently.

 

He had tried to cough due to the sudden mention of the main family but forcibly swallowed it.

 

‘Th-that’s not it…!’

 

Go Bok-gil tried to say ‘That’s not true, it’s a misunderstanding, I have nothing to do with it.’

 

But he couldn’t get a single word out properly, suppressed by Doyecheon’s aura.

 

“Well, seeing that you’ve won over Goga-jang’s third son despite being in Changsha for only a short time, you seem to have some skill. I’ll acknowledge that ability.”

 

“?!”

 

No! That’s not right!

 

Go Bok-gil was at a loss.

 

But Jeok-un didn’t respond.

 

“Jegal Jeokun.”

 

“Tsk, drop the Jegal.”

 

“…Right, Jeok-un.”

 

Doyecheon’s expression completely changed.

 

And he uttered words that Go Bok-gil never expected.

 

“Swear loyalty to me.”

 

“…!”

 

“Spit out ‘that thing’ that Ya-ju had hidden away, and kneel down with proper courtesy. Then I won’t concern myself with what’s already passed.”

 

Doyecheon’s attitude was magnanimous.

 

As if he were bestowing tremendous mercy.

 

Doyecheon truly thought so, and when Jeok-un’s expression became expressionless upon hearing the actual proposal, he thought his persuasion and threats had worked.

 

So Doyecheon smiled faintly and said.

 

“Seeing how you even sheltered someone like Saekma, I can tell. I don’t care about trivial past mistakes.”

 

Doyecheon’s intention was clear.

 

“I only think about how much loyalty you’ll show me.”

 

If you swear loyalty, I’ll definitely provide rewards accordingly.

 

“I’ll give you something so tremendous that what Ya-ju achieved will seem trivial. Money, power, martial arts. Tell me whatever you want. I’ll give you everything.”

 

“….”

 

Jeok-un still gave no answer.

 

Doyecheon, thinking he was contemplating, drove the point home.

 

“I see you killed the daughter of Geumhwang Sangga before coming here?”

 

This was about Lady Oh, who had been Jegal Wiyeon’s birth mother.

 

Lady Oh was a direct member of Geumhwang Sangga, and no one in the Nine Provinces didn’t know of Geumhwang Sangga’s wealth.

 

“Geumhwang Sangga is targeting you. According to what we learned through Jichaldan, though you might not know it, danger has already reached your chin.”

 

Go Bok-gil was startled by Doyecheon’s words.

 

Jichaldan was Sadocheon’s intelligence organization.

 

If their intelligence was correct, Jeok-un was certainly in great danger.

 

But why was it?

 

Why did Doyecheon’s words sound like threats rather than concern?

 

Sure enough, Doyecheon’s eyes changed to become as fierce as a wolf’s.

 

“You’d be a bit safer in Changsha, the heart of commerce. But how long can you stay only within Changsha?”

 

Each unit and Daeju occasionally received missions and had to leave Changsha, and if Doyecheon set his mind to it, he could definitely send Jeok-un to a place of death.

 

In short, Doyecheon’s words now were only pretending to be considerate on the surface, but were actually no different from threats.

 

The meaning was that if you don’t follow me, I’ll somehow send Jeok-un outside Changsha.

 

Seeing Jeok-un’s rigidly hardened expression, a meaningful smile appeared on Doyecheon’s face.

 

‘That’s right. Do you finally understand the gap between you and me?’

 

Soon even this wildly raging bastard would lower his tail and follow him.

 

But he had no intention of embracing Jeok-un.

 

Even if they joined hands, he planned to kill him once he recovered the slush fund.

 

“Now, so when I extend my hand…”

 

Jeok-un, who had been listening up to this point, could no longer endure it.

 

“Puhahahaha!”

 

Laughter so loud and resonant that everyone listening felt refreshed.

 

The sight of Jeok-un holding his belly and bursting into laughter in the prison was tantamount to completely ignoring Doyecheon.

 

At this, Doyecheon’s eyes began to sink as cold as ice.

 

But regardless, Jeok-un wiped away the tears that had slightly emerged and continued speaking.

 

“Ah, sorry about that. I was listening to see how far you’d spout your bullshit. It seemed endless.”

 

“…You bastard.”

 

His clenched fists began to tremble.

 

Since the name Gwonghon-gwon had been attached before his name, this was the first time he’d faced such humiliation.

 

“How foolish. Are you the type who needs to see a coffin rather than just punishment before you regret?”

 

Doyecheon spoke coldly.

 

Jeok-un slowly erased his laughter.

 

Having already made an enemy, and having completely made an enemy with that laughter just now.

 

There was no longer any need for further masks, or even minimal pretense.

 

“Well now, I have a lot to say, but what comes to mind right now is this.”

 

“…?”

 

“Looking at that bastard Dojuman and then at you, I understand. Indeed, the words of ancient sages are never wrong.”

 

“What?”

 

“Like father, like son.”

 

“!!”

 

Crack!

 

At Jeok-un’s mockery, Doyecheon’s brow twitched.

 

Evidence that his anger had reached the critical point and was about to explode.

 

But Jeok-un’s mockery continued.

 

“You spoke at length and stammered, but the conclusion is just whining for me to give back your money.”

 

Crack!

 

“Aren’t you ashamed? A ‘master’ who’s been playing at being Bucheonju.”

 

Throwing back Doyecheon’s first words as an insult, Doyecheon unleashed his aura.

 

Whoosh!

 

Rumble!

 

A chilling blade wind blew through the narrow prison.

 

Go Bok-gil turned pale and cowered in a corner, but none of them paid attention to him.

 

“You don’t seem to know how dangerous it is to openly oppose me like this.”

 

“I think I’ll never know? I’d have to have something to fear to be scared.”

 

It was as if he truly didn’t know and wanted to find out.

 

Jeok-un shrugged his shoulders.

 

“Why would a grown man fear some pathetic, aged bastard?”

 

“…You’re finally crossing the line.”

 

Killing intent was contained in Doyecheon’s aura.

 

That is, murderous energy exploded like an overflowing tsunami.

 

At the murderous energy directly unleashed by a Hyeongyeong martial artist, Go Bok-gil rolled his eyes back, foamed at the mouth, and fainted.

 

Doyecheon extended one hand.

 

If he poured out his energy like this, he could kill Jeok-un without a trace, but.

 

Swoosh.

 

Soon the energy subsided.

 

Though he wanted to tear him apart and kill him right now.

 

‘If I kill that bastard, the way to find the slush fund will disappear forever.’

 

The amount of slush fund entrusted to Ya-ju was close to half of all the wealth he had embezzled so far.

 

He absolutely had to recover it.

 

Crack.

 

Doyecheon thought this and forcibly suppressed his killing intent.

 

Then, as if to engrave it in bone, he pronounced each word clearly.

 

“…I promise. I’ll kill you miserably, very miserably.”

 

That you were born.

 

The attitude you’ve shown.

 

I’ll make you regret it even in death.

 

“Hmm, whatever.”

 

As soon as Doyecheon finished speaking, Jeok-un yawned with an indifferent attitude.

 

“If you’re done barking, get the hell out.”

 

He had declared war on his enemy.

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