The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 496

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 496
The Heretic Leader.
In my past life, the master of the heretics who orchestrated schemes across the land—a being once called a deity.
Moreover, he was the one who didn’t merely accept being called a god, but actively sought to become one himself.
‘Was it God Slayer?’
My last encounter with him surfaces in memory.
‘What a vulgar name. How dare a mere human aspire to slay a god?’
‘If a god commits wrongs, it deserves punishment. Should I simply leave it be?’
I had already annihilated four demon gods and scattered their souls to the winds. Do gods not die? The reason they’re called immortal is because their existence stretches infinitely through time. Yet infinite time doesn’t mean they cannot perish. Beat and tear them apart long enough, and even those meant to die will fall.
That’s why you’re dying too.
‘So you’re finished as well.’
‘How repugnant.’
The Heretic Leader’s eyes gleamed with an eerie brilliance. Every time I saw those eyes, they made my skin crawl.
‘How can you remain satisfied as human with such power and such destiny?’
From the moment he first saw me, he was like that. Questioning how I could contain such things in a human body. Consumed by envy and greed, he spoke as though he’d go mad.
He urged me to go with him.
To become a god and dream of eternal life and immortality.
He spouted such nonsense, so I told him.
‘What are you babbling about, you crazy bastard? Get lost.’
My entire life was already ruined because of this. What? Jealous? How pathetic. Even a sword would be jealous. I had to beat some sense into him.
So I did. I beat him relentlessly, again and again. No matter how many times I killed him, he wouldn’t stay dead.
‘So I kept beating him until he was dead.’
The Divine Sword that Baek Manager handed me proved useful. Though it was called a sword, it was really just a club.
Using it, I beat him and beat him until he became nothing but ash.
Then, burning a single cigarette he’d left behind, I scattered the Heretic Leader away in that smoke.
‘Does he never tire?’
How is he still alive? How did he endure to be here?
“What an absurd creature.”
It was a procedure for confirmation. I deliberately used Honwondo, deliberately left only a leash around his neck without flaying his flesh.
There’s only one person I know who could remove that, and if it were him—
‘He would send me a signal.’
I intended to use that. And sure enough.
‘So it’s him?’
The Heretic Leader erased my mark from the Honwondo around his neck and responded as if to confirm his identity. That it was indeed him.
Come find me, he seemed to say.
Such was the signal.
“Tsk.”
I clicked my tongue. It’s a shame. If he weren’t the Heretic Leader and the Honwondo had continued toward Patcheon Gung’s main base, that would have been enough.
But it wasn’t.
‘There’s nothing I can do about regrets.’
Now that I had discovered the Pacheon Gungju was the Heretic Leader, I needed to take action accordingly.
And if the Heretic Leader was involved—
‘I would kill him myself.’
That man had to be dealt with by me. Though I wasn’t certain.
‘The reason I was reincarnated into this world might also be connected to this.’
It could very well be included in that. In fact, the possibility had grown stronger. This cursed karma had followed me across lifetimes, so calling it a damned fate wouldn’t be far off.
“Sigh.”
I walked while exhaling a breath. It was broad daylight. Normally, I should have departed today, but I couldn’t.
Now that I knew the Heretic Leader’s identity, I couldn’t leave immediately.
“You said you needed a favor?”
“There’s one thing.”
The Haowen Branch Leader looked at me with a puzzled expression.
“I never thought you’d visit me on your last day? I figured you wouldn’t. And you even have a request?”
“It’s more of a commission. Just decide if you’ll take it first.”
“A commission?”
At my words, the Branch Leader smiled widely. She must have realized something from the word commission.
“Then there’s a commission fee too?”
“There is.”
“Oh… what could it be?”
“I’ll tell you once you accept. You won’t regret it.”
“Hmm?”
At the mention of payment after completion, the Branch Leader’s expression became subtle.
“Listen, Your Highness. You know as well as I do… we don’t usually operate that way. Not knowing the commission details and not revealing the payment upfront. You really think I’d accept?”
“That’s exactly why I came to you. Because I thought you’d accept.”
“My? What kind of strange faith is that?”
“It’s faith. Not faith in each other, but faith in information.”
“Hmm.”
Proper information. Proper compensation. That was the faith we’d built between us all this time.
The Branch Leader’s expression became intrigued upon hearing that.
“Fine.”
She was accepting the commission.
“I’ll let it slide this once. I’m doing this because you’re cute. So what’s the commission?”
“Give me information on all the shamans throughout the Central Plains.”
“…What?”
At the sudden request, the Branch Leader’s expression turned strange.
“Shamans… what… you mean ghosts?”
“That’s right. Ghosts.”
“Your Highness, you believe in such things?”
“I need them for something.”
“You need something like that…?”
“Yeah.”
The Branch Leader continued to show bewilderment at my words.
“Fine, I got it.”
Fortunately, there was no refusal. Whether she understood or not, it was just another commission to her.
“It’ll take about four days.”
“Send it to Hanan this time. I need to go there.”
“Ah, leaving soon?”
“Yeah.”
“Got it. I’ll send it to that address. You’ll receive it yourself, right?”
“Yeah. I’ll have the compensation delivered through you as well.”
“I have no idea what you’re planning to give.”
The Branch Leader shrugged and continued speaking to me.
“Take care. See you next time?”
“…We’ll see.”
I’d prefer not to see her again. But she’d proven too useful for that to be possible. Truly unfortunate.

* * *
Right after submitting the commission to Haowen, my final destination was the Moyong residence. Once I stopped by there and visited the academy, my schedule would be complete.
As I was about to take that final step with that thought in mind.
“…”
I turned my eyes. The moment I left Haowen, I felt a presence. What was that? It seemed like someone was following me.
I surveyed my surroundings and looked toward the forest. I took a few steps in that direction.
Moving neither slowly nor quickly, I proceeded that way. Upon reaching the forest, I climbed a tree and concealed my presence.
I expanded my perception and confirmed the man who had been following me.
A Masked Martial Artist. He was rapidly scanning the area as if he’d lost me.
So he had indeed been following me. I expanded my perception further. Was anyone else following? It didn’t seem so. After confirming this much, I launched myself forward.
Whoosh—!
“…!”
The masked man panicked at my sudden appearance, but before he could react, my hand seized his throat.
“Gasp!”
The man caught in my grip gasped for breath.
Seeing this, I whispered quietly.
“Who are you? Why are you following me?”
“…Ugh… Cough…”
I removed his mask. An unfamiliar face. Who was this? I had no memory of this man.
“Answer me. Who are you?”
“Ugh… Ack…”
“You won’t answer?”
I grasped the sword at my waist. I’d never tortured anyone before, but.
“Wouldn’t the usual approach be to start by cutting off a hand or something?”
“…!”
That would work. Just as I was about to swing my sword at my left arm with that thought.
“J… Jegal Jin sent me!”
“Hm?”
At the mention of Jegal Jin, I furrowed my brow. Jegal Jin? If it’s Jegal Jin, then.
“Jintaeryeong?”
“…Yes…. Young Master Jintaeryeong sent me.”
“What does that bastard want?”
“…Ugh…. H-he told me to follow you and ascertain your movements….”
“….”
Well, well.
“Is it really Young Master Jintaeryeong?”
“…Yes….”
“Jintaeryeong, huh.”
What is this man thinking? Interesting. I was already annoyed with him anyway. Was he trying to subtly provoke me?
As I pondered what to do, I spoke to him. If Jintaeryeong had gone this far, I had a sense of what he would do next.
“Listen.”
“…Yes?”
“I won’t kill you here. Go and deliver a message.”
“W-what message…”
“Tell him that Wol-hyeop Bangseong-yeon has gone into the forest beyond here and won’t come out.”
“…W-Wol-hyeop!?”
The man startles at my words.
“Is it really Wol-hyeop, sir?”
He didn’t know. Most people know by now, but this one doesn’t. White hair and blue eyes aren’t exactly common.
“It is, so go and tell him. Then there won’t be any problems.”
“Y-yes… understood, sir.”
I released the man. Immediately, he runs off like a madman. At this rate, he’ll reach Jintaeryeong soon. And once he delivers the message.
‘If my prediction is correct.’
That bastard would show up on his own.

* * *
About an hour had passed. While waiting in the forest, I sensed a presence. At that sensation, I opened the eyes I had been keeping closed.
“…They really came.”
I smiled. I was pleased that my expectations hadn’t been wrong. I waited quietly. Not long after, I could see someone approaching from far away.
-Is this really the place?
-Y-yes, it is.
It was that man from before. It seemed he was caught because I told him to just look and run away. Or perhaps he simply betrayed me.
Either way, it didn’t matter. I could see a familiar face ahead.
It was Jintaeryeong’s head.
“…Damn bastard.”
A gaze filled with rage and bloodlust. At that gaze, I let out a quiet laugh. In every sense, he was a man who lacked subtlety.
The number of people.
‘Six.’
A considerable force. He had brought that many. All armed men. Their cultivation level….
‘First-rate. The highest is peak.’
A peak martial artist was among them? That was unexpected. I hadn’t thought there would be anyone at the peak level.
The sun was slowly setting. In that time, Jintaeryeong was preparing a search with the man.
Since there was no need to wait, I slowly descended.
Thud.
“…!”
Jintaeryeong was startled seeing me appear suddenly. Looking at him, I tilted my head.
“Were you looking for me?”
“You….”
“I didn’t know we still had things to discuss?”
“Grrr-!”
Jintaeryeong clenched his teeth. His expression was utterly transparent.
“What brings you here?”
At my question, Jintaeryeong’s lips curled upward.
“Ha-! Did you really think you could insult me like that and get away with it?”
“…Insult?”
“You’ve been an eyesore all along. I despise how you strut about with your reputation. And if you’ve broken the engagement, you should just disappear!”
“Ah.”
From his reaction, I understood.
“Your engagement was broken.”
“…!”
At my observation, Jintaeryeong’s face hardened. It seemed I was right. His betrothal with the Moyong clan had been severed.
So that’s why he had that expression.
“How dare you presume to know——!”
“Enough. You don’t need to say more. So in the end, you came to kill me because you dislike me?”
“I told you, didn’t I? Jegal does not overlook such insults.”
“It’s not that the Jegal clan can’t cross over—it’s that you’re too pathetic to make the crossing, you worthless wretch.”
“You…!!”
Clang—!
Jintaeryeong drew his sword.
At his action, the other martial artists drew their blades as well.
“…I’ll kill you….”
“….”
I exhaled slowly.
I didn’t bother drawing my sword. There was no need.
“Fine by me. I was looking for a way to blow off some steam anyway.”
I beckoned to him with a flick of my fingers.
“Come at me.”
Perfect outlet for my frustration.
The moment that thought crossed my mind, the martial artists rushed forward.

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