The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 86

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

Chapter 86

Once we’ve served our purpose, let’s each go our separate ways.

He proposes joining hands while simultaneously confirming their parting.

Eon Igyeom thought this strange contradiction was bewildering.

But this was Jeok-un’s pure and unvarnished sincerity.

‘Once that guy’s level becomes high enough to go obtain the Black Spirit Bamboo, the relationship between him and me in this life will be over.’

Unlike before his regression, was it because Eon Igyeom wouldn’t be helpful?

Of course not.

Eon Igyeom belonged to the Eastern Depot, one of the twin peaks symbolizing the Imperial Palace’s military power alongside the Golden Armored Guard.

Moreover, the Eastern Depot’s strength didn’t lie in simple military force.

The driving force that solved the Tongseong County matter like cutting through a tangled knot – in other words, he wielded the power of the state.

Of course, Eon Igyeom wouldn’t stay in the Eastern Depot forever.

His dream was to rebuild the Jinju-eonga.

But while he remained in the Eastern Depot, he would be a great strength to Jeok-un, and furthermore, if that guy obtained the Black Spirit Bamboo and became even stronger.

‘He would restore all the secret arts and techniques passed down in the Jinju-eonga.’

That would surely become tremendous military strength in the conflict with the Demonic Cult.

The forces under Cheonma weren’t only demonic practitioners with excellent demonic arts.

There were also shamans who dealt with all sorts of bizarre curses and monsters.

Before his regression, what had been the greatest help when facing them was precisely the Black Bamboo Eon Igyeom before his eyes.

But even so, Jeok-un intended to let Eon Igyeom go.

Even if it meant giving up the possibilities and potential that guy possessed.

He would leave the bonds formed in the past in the past, even if Jeok-un had to savor them alone.

He believed that was the right thing to do.

‘Because that would be a better path for that guy.’

The situation was different from Hae-yeon, whom he had immediately taken as a subordinate without any hesitation.

After his regression, Jeok-un had sought out Hae-yeon because he believed protecting her himself was the safest path for her.

After the Demonic Cult rose to power, they hunted down and eliminated everyone who had belonged to any sect, whether orthodox or unorthodox, even briefly.

Since Hae-yeon already belonged to Sadocheon, if the Demonic Cult rose to power, her future would be decided as death.

In other words, Jeok-un keeping Hae-yeon with him was the best and safest path.

But as mentioned earlier, Eon Igyeom was different.

‘If he obtains the Black Spirit Bamboo, that guy can pioneer a new life for himself with his own strength.’

Just the fact that he had deceived the Imperial Palace’s eyes and entered the Eastern Depot showed this.

Though it wasn’t treason, could a descendant of the Eon Family, which had caused a terrible calamity and fallen, enter the Eastern Depot simply by changing his surname?

Absolutely not.

The Eastern Depot wasn’t such an easy place.

There were good reasons why Jicheon of Tongseong County trembled in fear at just that name and helped Jeok-un.

The mere fact that Eon Igyeom had entered the Eastern Depot and risen to an executive position proved what kind of talent and abilities he possessed.

‘If his abilities become even stronger here, he’ll somehow disappear from sight. He’ll have the ability to avoid the Imperial Palace’s pursuit.’

By building strength and planning for the future like that, Eon Igyeom could achieve his lifelong wish and mission – the dream of reviving his family.

That dream he could never achieve before regression when he was with him.

‘I can’t force the same sacrifice on that guy again this time.’

In his past life, Jeok-un had met Eon Igyeom after unifying Sapa.

To be precise, it was when the Martial Arts Alliance, feeling threatened by his unification of Sapa, attacked Sapyeonjeon and war broke out.

Naturally, Jeok-un wasn’t one to just take it lying down, so that day too, Jeok-un had reduced one Martial Arts Alliance branch to ashes.

When he entered the fallen branch to exercise the victor’s rights.

He saw a man imprisoned in the underground dungeon.

-Kill… me.

Like Jeok-un, with one eye gouged out.

A terrible sight, craving death.

It was Eon Igyeom.

On the day he was scheduled to rise to the position of Deputy Inspector, a high-ranking executive in the Eastern Depot.

Eon Igyeom was revealed to be a descendant of the Eon Family.

After that, he was charged with changing his surname – that is, deceiving the Imperial Family – a crime of disloyalty.

Since sitting still would mean being captured and killed, it was natural for Eon Igyeom to choose flight.

But unfortunately, he was tracked by the Beggar’s Sect and ended up imprisoned in the Martial Arts Alliance’s dungeon.

That was the branch Jeok-un had smashed and entered.

-Release him.

-Leader, if we let this man go, we’ll make an enemy of the Imperial Palace too.

-Hah, tell them to come if they want. Whether it’s the Emperor or whatever, I’ll just smash them all.

Even though handing him over to the Imperial Family would have earned a massive bounty, Jeok-un scoffed.

Even when told it could create enmity with the Imperial Family, Jeok-un didn’t care.

Though they had no connection, Jeok-un saved Eon Igyeom and sheltered him under Sapyeonjeon’s name.

The reason?

Camaraderie from both having their eyes gouged out by enemies?

No, there really wasn’t one.

He just did it because he wanted to.

-I will definitely repay this life-saving grace before I leave.

Those were the first words Eon Igyeom spoke after recovering.

Eon Igyeom was active in various ways using the Eon Family’s skills and techniques.

Securing multiple Paegunjichinggi was also something that happened after Eon Igyeom joined.

From then on, Black Bamboo Eon Igyeom was called Heuk-cheon Sa-ju and became a core member of Sapyeonjeon.

As the war with the Martial Arts Alliance was roughly ending, when it was time to conclude their deeply built relationship.

The Demonic Cult swept over the Central Plains.

Eon Igyeom could have left Sapyeonjeon at any time.

The life-saving grace he spoke of had long been repaid through countless times saving Jeok-un from mortal danger.

But Eon Igyeom didn’t leave.

He remained in Sapyeonjeon, helping Jeok-un and the warriors.

Just as Jeok-un and the others had accepted Eon Igyeom as family.

That guy had also become family of Sapyeonjeon at some point.

Then one day, a battle broke out at Hyeongsan.

And that ‘incident’ occurred.

-Keheheh, so this is the Black Spirit Bamboo? The Eon Family’s supernatural entity you’ve been searching for your whole life.

The Blood Sect Leader, who had come south under Cheonma’s orders, had seized the Black Spirit Bamboo.

Jeok-un and Eon Igyeom had brought Sapyeonjeon’s warriors, but they were already one step too late.

-Heuk-cheon Sa-ju. Do you want to get this back? Then you know well what you must do, don’t you?

The Blood Sect Leader’s proposal was clear.

If you want the Black Spirit Bamboo back, betray Sapyeonjeon.

A threat that held Eon Igyeom’s lifelong wish hostage.

However, Eon Igyeom did not betray them.

Far from betraying, he fought the Blood Sect Leader at the very front alongside Jeok-un, and they were victorious.

Yes, they were victorious.

But as the price for that…

-Ah, the Black Spirit Bamboo!

-It’s been… destroyed.

-Daeju…!

The Black Spirit Bamboo was lost forever.

The hope of rebuilding the Eon Family was completely shattered.

The Black Spirit Bamboo wasn’t simply a supernatural entity, but the essence that penetrated the Eon Family’s techniques and martial arts.

With it gone, even if the Eon Family’s signboard was raised again, it would be severed from the Eon Family before the clan’s destruction.

When Jeok-un wore an expression of not knowing what words of comfort to offer.

-Big brother, I’m fine.

Eon Igyeom said so.

And until the day he met his death on the battlefield in the future, Eon Igyeom never once mentioned the Black Spirit Bamboo or the reconstruction of the Eon Family.

But even though he never brought it up, the fact that Eon Igyeom’s lifelong wish had been shattered to pieces was a burden Jeok-un carried in his heart for life.

An unsolvable debt, a homework he had to carry for a lifetime.

But now that he had returned to the past and all possibilities were open.

‘In this lifetime, that will absolutely never happen.’

He would help him obtain the supernatural entity he desired completely and quickly.

And afterward, he would send him away to leave his side and pursue what he wanted while living his life.

Sending the lad away with a smile. That was Jeok-un’s resolution.

Just then, Eon Igyeom also seemed to have organized his thoughts as he spoke in a careful voice.

“…The talk about using each other. Are you really sincere about it?”

At first glance, nothing seemed to have changed, but Jeok-un, who had observed Eon Igyeom for a long time, definitely noticed.

The lad’s attitude had changed from before.

He hadn’t definitively converted or shown an active stance yet.

But if he were to confirm even a clue to the Black Spirit Bamboo or something resembling a clue at Hyeongsan, he would surely actively help Jeok-un.

With Eon Igyeom’s brilliant mind, he would reach the conclusion that exchanging usefulness with each other as Jeok-un proposed would be the fastest and most certain way to obtain the Black Spirit Bamboo.

“Well, of course.”

Jeok-un answered while curling up the corners of his mouth.

Eon Igyeom looked at the grinning Jeok-un for a moment, then let out a deep sigh and said.

“Phew, I understand. Then tell me what you want.”

“Right, there are two things you need to do.”

“One of them must be becoming the backer for Millyeom that you mentioned earlier.”

“Correct. For starters, it should be sufficiently possible if you back it up.”

Suddenly, a gleam appeared in Jeok-un’s eyes.

“Later, to expand beyond Honam to other provinces, ‘that person’ behind you would make it sufficiently possible.”

“!!”

Millyeom couldn’t be easily handled by just the head of the Eastern Depot.

Since it was a grave crime equivalent to treason, other Millyeomsang merchants were all secretly connected to power groups.

And the most common among them was precisely.

‘The Imperial Family.’

They were connected to the imperial family.

And behind Eon Igyeom was also one of the imperial family members.

A giant who was currently crouched down infinitely but would someday rise up.

“…How do you even know that much-. No, never mind. Even if you told me, it would only give me a headache anyway.”

“Mm, you know well.”

“Then what’s the other matter?”

“I need the location of the Six Souls Sect.”

“Haa, how do you only ask for such ridiculous things…”

Eon Igyeom groaned, but Jeok-un knew.

That the Eastern Depot had probably found it long ago.

Though Eon Igyeom himself wouldn’t know it even in his dreams, with this, the future had changed once more.

Before long, with Jeok-un’s help, Eon Igyeom would reclaim the complete Black Spirit Bamboo and even rebuild the Eon Family.

But of course, there was a minor problem before that.

‘Hehe. Even when I send him away, I’ll work him properly first.’

The fact that his ill-tempered big brother would thoroughly torment the younger brother who dared to interfere with him.

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