The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 508

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 508
The space Gwima had prepared was nothing particularly impressive.
It had been hastily arranged, and with pursuers on our heels, time was a luxury we didn’t possess.
Just an old cabin of indeterminate age. That was the extent of it.
Whoooosh—!
As I entered, a peculiar sensation brushed past me.
‘A formation?’
It seemed Gwima had done something in that brief window of opportunity.
He certainly had impressive abilities.
Creak.
I pushed open the cabin door and stepped inside. Surprisingly, there was a table and chairs.
They were worn, but they appeared serviceable enough to sit on.
As I took a seat, Mee Yeon-hwa soon followed inside. I knew she would.
“Sit.”
“….”
Mee Yeon-hwa glared at me while obeying. She had already released her control over the Magi.
“…What exactly are you trying to say?”
“Don’t want to sit?”
“Answer me.”
“Sit or don’t. Your choice.”
I had no intention of pressing further. I fixed my gaze upon her and spoke.
“I’ve already said what I came to say. Why do you follow Yeon Socheon? I asked if there was a reason you follow that impostor.”
“How dare you…! The Young Master is not an impostor. Speak correctly.”
“It’s laughable. You wouldn’t have followed me if you were certain yourself.”
“Nonsense. I merely wanted to see what foolish scheme you’re concocting.”
Her words were polished, yet her eyes trembled in contradiction.
“A scheme, you say.”
Those were the words of someone already exposed, the crack already widened.
Breaking through wouldn’t be difficult then.
Whoosh.
I lifted my hair. My transformed black hair came into view.
What of my eyes? Had the crimson eyes—the mark of Cheon Salseong—manifested?
They likely had. That would explain Mee Yeon-hwa’s reaction.
Fascinating. Such an effect from merely manifesting Magi.
‘No, it’s not merely the manifestation of Magi alone.’
Where this Magi originates matters most. Mine comes from the Celestial Demon.
The previous Celestial Demon’s Magi, they called it.
“What scheme? Does even my appearance, even my very qualifications, seem like deception to you?”
“…You.”
“We’ve met before. That night. You encountered me then, did you not?”
“That night…?”
Mee Yeon-hwa’s eyes widened as her frown deepened. She seemed to understand what my words meant.
“You can’t be saying-”
“Yeon Socheon’s reaction was quite amusing. He must know because he’s aware of it himself.”
He wouldn’t fail to understand.
“That he’s a fake.”
“…More of your nonsense…!”
Mee Yeon-hwa’s face contorted. Her ruined expression was striking. However, there was something different from before.
At least her aggressive demeanor had loosened somewhat.
“Do you intend to keep spouting nonsense before me?”
“Does it sound like nonsense?”
“It is nonsense. Don’t insult the heavens before me. I’ll tear your mouth apart right now-”
“…Child.”
With the interrupting voice, Mee Yeon-hwa’s movements froze.
The Gwima’s index and middle fingers were pressed against her neck.
“Don’t move your mouth carelessly. Should I rip out your vocal cords so you’ll stay quiet?”
“…Gwima….”
Mee Yeon-hwa responded with a tense demeanor, as if she knew Gwima’s identity. Oh. The Gwima is truly formidable.
‘As expected.’
The Eight Demon Fists who served under the previous Celestial Demon possessed a different presence altogether. Perhaps it’s because Gwima seems to defer too much to me, but that being was originally an absolute master.
A master of such caliber that even Sochul Daeju wouldn’t dare treat carelessly.
Watching Mee Yeon-hwa, I continued speaking.
Without bothering to restrain Gwima.
“It’s curious. That an orthodox figure became a Marin, and continues operating without being discovered. What circumstances could there be.”
“….”
Mee Yeon-hwa didn’t answer. That’s fine. I wasn’t asking for an answer anyway.
“Ah, you don’t need to answer. I’m not particularly curious about that either. What I’m curious about right now is something else.”
“…What….”
“Will you continue following Yeon Socheon?”
“What…?”
“I’m asking about your reason for continuing to follow that fake.”
“Ha.”
At my words, Mee Yeon-hwa lets out a hollow laugh.
“What nonsense are you spouting…. Are you telling me to betray the heavens right now?”
“You understand well. Seems you’re smarter than I thought?”
“You crazy…!”
Crash-!!
Mee Yeon-hwa’s head slammed into the table mid-sentence. It was Gwima who grabbed and drove her down.
“…My goodness.”
How violent. I was taken aback without realizing it.
Veins bulged prominently across the Gwima’s hand.
“Heavenly One.”
“Yes.”
“May I tear the mouth of this abomination?”
“…No. Calm yourself. Our conversation is not yet finished.”
“…Understood.”
“Ugh….”
Mee Yeon-hwa trembled violently. She struggled to rise with force, but it seemed impossible while being pinned down.
“…Gwima…. I was aware that you had escaped the Heavenly One’s sight, but to think you would actually betray us. Do you possess no pride as a Marin?”
“Pride? How amusing.”
A smile spread across the Gwima’s face—a smile so sinister it was terrifying.
“Child. The pride of the Marin vanished when the previous Heavenly One passed, and only now has it resurged. Tell me, is there anything more foolish and stupid than an unqualified person ascending to that seat?”
“…Qualified? You truly believe that incomprehensible thing is suited to be the Celestial Demon!”
“Then what more is needed? Look closely.”
With a guttural sound, the Gwima seized Mee Yeon-hwa by the hair and forced her head up.
I was made to meet her gaze directly.
“If the one standing before you lacks qualification, what qualification does that fool you made into the Heavenly One possess?”
“….”
Mee Yeon-hwa’s eyes turned toward me. Her pupils wavered even more at the sight of me.
The Divine Sword was likely the problem.
‘I appreciate the elevation, but…’
I’m not sure it helps right now.
“Gwima. Release her.”
“As you wish.”
“That is an order.”
“…Understood.”
With a soft sound, the Gwima released the pinned Mee Yeon-hwa. Only then did she cough harshly.
Her glare toward me remained unchanged.
But she neither objected nor counterattacked.
“Mee Yeon-hwa.”
“…What.”
“If you continue to cling to him and drag him down, then do so. You don’t need to betray anyone.”
“What…?”
“I have no particular intention of killing you. You’re not that valuable.”
A lie. Since she was already exposed, she had to die. But I needed to give her an escape route. Only then could I cut off her lifeline.
“A Marin cannot betray because of Magi. It’s the abominable work your Yeon Socheon has done.”
“You know that, yet you urge me to betray?”
“Because there exists a way to resolve this. Don’t you see it from the Gwima’s state?”
“…!”
Mee Yeon-hwa’s eyes widened at my words. Only then did she seem to grasp it—how absurd the Gwima’s betrayal truly was.
‘There it is.’
She doesn’t move purely out of loyalty. Her devotion to Yeon Socheon isn’t that deep. To be precise.
‘She follows values and convictions, not a person. That’s what it means.’
So she must be wavering at my words about having the qualifications.
“So I’m giving you time to decide.”
“…Time to decide?”
“Judge which appeals to you more—my Demonic Sect or that man’s Demonic Sect.”
“Ha, so while you’re deliberating, I can report your dealings to the Heavens?”
“Go ahead. Do you think it will change anything?”
It would change everything. Damn it, everything would change. It was risky, but I had to throw this gamble out there.
“The time has already passed.”
It hadn’t passed at all.
“The choice is yours, Mee Yeon-hwa. I hope you remember what it means that I sought you out first among the other Eight Demon Fists.”
“….”
“Gwima.”
“Yes.”
“Send her out. Much time has passed.”
“…Understood.”
“Hack!”
Whoosh—! Mee Yeon-hwa spat out blood and flew backward. It was just a light gesture from Gwima.
‘Can the difference really be this great?’
The way she couldn’t endure and was sent flying was pathetic. Seeing that, I rose to my feet as well. Outside, Mee Yeon-hwa was getting up with a battered face.
I passed by her without any reaction.
“Once you’ve made up your mind, send word on your own.”
“….”
I left her behind and moved forward. Even then, Mee Yeon-hwa showed no response to me.
‘Damn, I’m nervous.’
I pretended to be calm, but the tension couldn’t be hidden. Concealing the cold sweat running down my skin, I took my steps forward.

* * *
Only after arriving at my quarters did I finally release the tension from my breathing. The Daeju who had been guarding me only discovered my absence when it came time to enter the main residence.
“Where have you been, sir….”
“My apologies. I wished to take a walk during the night.”
“But you concealed your presence?”
“I needed time to myself.”
The Daeju’s expression showed utter bewilderment. His curiosity seemed less about the fact that I had hidden myself, and more about how I had managed to do so.
Well, I had slipped away even from the Gigam of an absolute master Daeju, so it was understandable that he found it remarkable.
‘He seems too proud to ask about it.’
It appeared his pride was wounded by the fact that he had lost track of someone barely past their twentieth year.
As a result, he refrained from asking further questions.
Of course he did.
“What exactly have you been doing?”
His superior was Cheon Rijin-an, so the moment word reached him, he summoned me that morning.
“…A night walk?”
“A night walk?”
“I had much to contemplate.”
Cheon Rijin-an clearly did not believe me. Truthfully, I wouldn’t believe myself either.
But without evidence, there was nothing more he could probe.
“…Keep yourself composed. Many eyes are upon you.”
“Yes. I merely took a composed walk and returned.”
“…Sigh.”
His sigh revealed much. I ignored it regardless.
“Very well. Since this matter is of your making, you’ve surely handled the aftermath. Let us move past this. I have prepared words to convey to you. Are you aware that the Assembly Hall will be opened?”
“I am aware.”
“You have two choices.”
“I am listening.”
Fortunately, there were choices available.
“One is to participate in the Assembly Hall, spend the duration there, and then depart for Sinkang.”
“….”
“The other is to not participate and go directly to Sinkang. Which would you prefer?”
“What of the option to not go to Sinkang at all?”
“That exists as well. The problem is finding your replacement quickly.”
“Can one be found?”
“There are candidates.”
“Oh.”
This was welcome news. My ears perked up at his words.
“One is Heuk Taedo. Another is the Eunwol Sword. And another is Geombong….”
“I will go.”
“…Hmm?”
“…I think I should be the one to go.”
Every single person summoned as a candidate was nothing but trouble.
I had no idea what would happen if those people went instead.
It seemed like I was the right choice after all.
Damn it all.

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