The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 452

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 452
Let me do some rough calculations.
The road to Yeolyeong. We haven’t even arrived in the Yeolyeong region yet, so what are the odds of meeting our damned brother on the way?
What’s the probability of seeing Gungwi, who possesses a weakened body, in a cart loaded with provisions?
Even if we consider just one of these, the possibility is slim to none, so what are the odds of both things happening simultaneously?
Regardless of anything else.
‘If all of this were mere coincidence, it wouldn’t make sense.’
These things happening at the same time? It’s absurd. Yes, it’s absolutely absurd. Yet it happened to me.
The stunningly beautiful young girl glaring at me with an aggrieved expression.
Seeing Gungwi, once called the most beautiful woman under heaven, I had to suppress a sigh.
“…Gungwi…. Why….”
Why in the world was she here?
“…Why are you here?”
“…Because of you.”
“Me…?”
“You left me like this and disappeared. Do you think that makes sense?”
“…What?”
Her words carried considerable potential for misunderstanding. What was that dangerous statement? Unable to comprehend, I stared at Gungwi.
“Quickly, turn me back to-”
Whoosh—!
“Ugh!?”
Bang Yoo-seong, who had been lying down, suddenly moved his arm and pulled Gungwi into an embrace.
“Mmm….”
“L-Let go!”
“Is this a pillow…?”
“Release me at once…! Ugh! The smell of alcohol…!”
He was sleep-talking. Bang Yoo-seong reeked of alcohol, which Gungwi detested. She struggled to break free, but.
“Ugh!”
No matter how much she thrashed, she couldn’t escape Bang Yoo-seong’s grip.
“Why are you just watching! Help me!”
“….”
I scratched my cheek. How was I supposed to handle this audacious creature?
‘She seems quite different from my first impression.’
My first impression was of someone noble and aloof, a being who looked down on everyone.
Even Yoo Cheon-gil seemed to carry an air of weightiness that suggested he wouldn’t take her lightly.
‘Is it because her body has become weakened?’
The person seemed somewhat diminished. Quite considerably, in fact.
“Hmm….”
I watched quietly for a moment, then reconsidered.
“No, don’t just watch—help me-!”
‘I can’t sense any presence.’
That was what I realized upon observing Gungwi. I couldn’t sense any presence from her at all. It was strange.
‘I should have felt it the moment I approached this carriage.’
If there was a person inside, I should have sensed their presence, yet I felt nothing until I threw Bang Yoo-seong. Even now, truthfully, I can barely sense anything. It was as if there was nothing at all.
‘Is she even human?’
Whether she was truly human or not. Could there really be a case where I sense absolutely nothing like this? This was almost—
‘A ghost, practically….’
I paused.
Redirecting my thoughts, I looked back at Gungwi.
‘A ghost?’
Now that I thought about it, there was a resemblance. To her current state, that is. She could be touched and seen, yet she resembled a ghost?
“Hmm.”
“…Hey! Stop gawking and—!”
“I have much to contemplate today…?”
I turned my back and walked away. Despair flickered across Gungwi’s face.
“Wait—!!”
“Ugh, ugh!”
“Eek!”
Loud sounds erupted, but I continued moving. It should be fine. Even if Bang Yoo-seong was a madman, he wouldn’t lay hands on a girl who looked so young.
“I’ll kill you…!!”
I dismissed Gungwi’s voice lightly.

* * *
[Tsk tsk…. Tsk tsk tsk]
The laughter continued echoing from my waist. I let out a hollow chuckle and asked about the sound emanating from there.
‘What’s so amusing about this?’
It was the Celestial Demon’s laughter coming from the Eunwol Sword.
[How could I not be delighted when that detestable wench has been reduced to such a pitiful state.]
“….”
The emotion in that voice was the same as before. No matter how I looked at it, the Celestial Demon despised Gungwi. Perhaps it was even contempt.
I wondered why their relationship was so poor, but I didn’t ask. It seemed like it would only become troublesome.
Besides, now was not the time to ask such things.
‘…So, do you know anything about Gungwi’s current state?’
I asked the Celestial Demon why Gungwi had become like this.
[Who knows. This is the first form I’ve seen. Though it doesn’t appear to be Banrowhwandong.]
The Celestial Demon reached the same conclusion as I did. Not Banrowhwandong, but a return to a youthful body.
No presence, no aura could be felt….
‘What they call a shadow body.’
Visible and tangible, yet resembling a ghost….
‘Yet it’s not quite the presence of a ghost either.’
It was something inexplicable. What was strange was.
‘Because of that, the death curse I placed doesn’t register either.’
The Celestial Demon’s existence was being trampled by the drunken Bang Yoo-seong in this pathetic state.
‘Physical abilities and even the curse itself seem to be restricted.’
It meant she was nearly human, or perhaps in a far worse condition than a normal person.
‘…It seems like severe restrictions have been placed.’
How was this done? I pondered while resting my chin, but no answer came immediately.
‘The fact that she’s chased us this far.’
Meant that the death curse I placed on her was the problem. And it seemed like a situation where I had to break it somehow.
‘Hmm.’
Gungwi.
‘…I have so much to worry about, and now this keeps piling up.’
This wasn’t the time to concern myself with Gungwi, yet complications kept arising.
‘I must be most wary of Patcheon Gung.’
Those bastards.
I recalled what they were attempting to do near Yeolyeong.
‘Quickly.’
I had to enter Yeolyeong. I needed to go there and investigate this matter.
‘My instincts are screaming.’
My uselessly accurate negative premonition was telling me so. I must do so.
It never fails.
That damned intuition of mine.

* * *
Dawn arrived after taking turns on night watch.
Since we were scheduled to depart early in the morning, I was in the midst of making rough preparations.
“…Hmm…. What is this.”
I watched Bang Yoo-seong stumble awake and wore an expression of utter dismay.
“Ugh. My head. Huh? The youngest? Haven’t you sobered up yet…? Why do I see the youngest. Is this a dream?”
Bang Yoo-seong spoke to me with an exhausted face.
“…A dream, sir?”
“You’re even talking? If this isn’t a dream, it doesn’t make sense…. Then what is this.”
Bang Yoo-seong lifted something lying beside him like a corpse. It was Gungwi.
“…Brother.”
“Hmm?”
“…Put that down, sir.”
He lifted her as if handling a doll. And she was supposed to be a monster of the Celestial Demon, no less.
[You’re equally strange for calling a human being “that.”]
The Celestial Demon interjected with a laugh in the middle. I ignored such remarks.
“Ugh…. Ugh, this hangover….”
“Drink this and get your wits about you, sir.”
I handed him some water I’d hastily drawn.
“Oh! Thank you.”
Bang Yoo-seong accepted the wooden bucket and gulped it down. It was cold water drawn from the valley.
“Phew…. Ah, now I feel a bit alive….”
“…Are you coming to your senses now, sir?”
“Yes. At least I know this isn’t a dream. I never thought I’d see our youngest like this.”
“What on earth were you doing here in the first place, brother?”
“That’s what I’m wondering? I was definitely going to see a friend…. Why am I here? Where is this place?”
He didn’t even know the location. It truly meant he’d been completely drunk.
“…Never mind. Just get your head straight, sir.”
I gave up. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t seen him like this once or twice before. By now, it didn’t faze me at all.
“Can I lie down a bit more then?”
“Do as you please. Or rather, please do.”
Yes, it would be better if he just lay there passed out. Hearing my words, Bang Yoo-seong lay back down immediately.
“Then I’ll take a nap, so wake me up later.”
“I wish you’d just drop dead.”
“Huh? What did you say, youngest?”
“I said drop dead, brother.”
“Ah, so I heard correctly? Our youngest is still as sharp-tongued as ever.”
Bang Yoo-seong fell asleep without a care in the world. Soon after, the sound of snoring echoed. He was nothing short of a madman.
“Sigh.”
As I sighed while looking at Bang Yoo-seong, something beside me stirred.
“Ugh….”
It was Gungwi. She had regained consciousness and was struggling to sit up.
“Mmm….”
“You’re awake?”
“….”
Gungwi’s eyes flashed with fierce resentment as she looked at me.
“You…!”
Just as she was about to lash out at me again with a face full of resentment.
*Gurgle.*
“….”
“….”
An embarrassing sound broke the forced silence.
It wasn’t my stomach, and it wasn’t Bang Yoo-seong’s either, so there was only one culprit.
“Be quiet.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
The one who let it rip gets angry first. What is this?
“This wasn’t me….”
*Gurgle.*
“….”
“Damn it.”
Gungwi’s ears turned red. Seeing that, I asked carefully.
“…Would you like to eat something?”
“…Shut up. I don’t need your pity.”
*Gurgle.*
“Oh, please be quiet!”
Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to be her stomach.
“Let’s go.”
I picked up Gungwi as she was.
“Ugh! Let me go!”
She struggled, but that was all. Her weakened body couldn’t manage a proper escape.
I carried her straight toward where the others were.
There was no point in hiding it any longer anyway.

* * *
Upon arriving at the destination, I found that everyone had already completed their preparations for departure. We had decided not to prepare food since it was still dawn, but what could I do about it now?
“Right now, sir…?”
“Yeah, just something simple.”
…
Dok-ryong frowned. He was the one handling the rice, by the way. He did it far better than I expected.
“Just some porridge or something like that would be fine.”
“…I understand…but…Young Master Bang.”
“Yeah.”
“What is it that you’re holding?”
“Oh, this?”
“This?!”
What I held in my hand was Gungwi. Without realizing it, I had been carrying her like she was luggage.
The others’ gazes turned toward me. Meeting their eyes, I spoke calmly.
“Her name’s Mia. I picked her up on the way.”
“Mia? You mean a foreigner?”
“Yeah.”
“How did a foreigner end up in a place like this…?”
“That’s what I’m wondering too, so I brought her along…”
*Growl.*
“Her temperament doesn’t seem very good.”
Gungwi growled. Perhaps because her body had become that of a child, her personality seemed to have changed quite a bit as well.
“The group keeps growing, doesn’t it? I’m not mistaken, am I, junior?”
The Eunwol Sword spoke to me. That was exactly what I had been thinking.
“…It shouldn’t grow any further.”
What else could possibly join us here?
‘Please, no.’
I felt a desperate hope. Something told me that if my luck turned bad, the group would only continue to expand.
“Anyway. Setting that aside. Just prepare some porridge. This Mia here says she’s very hungry.”
“When did I ever say I was hungry-!”
*Grrrrowl.*
…
Gungwi fell silent. Her body was far too honest.
“Damn it…”
Her voice was filled with despair. I doubted anyone here would ever know.
That the Celestial Demon of all under heaven, Gungwi, was growling from hunger.
After making that request to Dok-ryong.
‘…I need to eat quickly and leave.’
I organized in my mind all the things I needed to do once I reached Yeolyeong.
There seemed to be far more than I had anticipated.

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As dawn broke at the camp and smoke began to curl upward from the preparation of food,
someone sat perched upon a tree in the nearby forest, observing the situation below.
The figure was indistinct, as though submerged in shadow, and none of those below perceived his presence.
He wore a mask across his face, his gaze fixed upon a particular wagon—the one containing provisions.
He glanced briefly at the sleeping person within,
“….”
then vanished silently without a word.
In the moment of his disappearance, the man’s eyes gleamed distinctly blue.
A brilliant, piercing blue.

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