Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 180

Episode 180

Exclusive, the truth only I know

The evening after returning to the Murim Alliance, Danwoo-seong and Cheolmyeong-ho toured various locations within the organization. These were places they hadn't been able to visit before, as they were all private spaces used by the Murim Alliance leader.

It was the place used by the leader of the Yoo Jeong-hong clan, but contrary to his personality, the places were quite grand.

It was a space exclusively for the martial arts leader.

The leader's private bathroom, the leader's private training room, study, storage room, bedroom, office, and even the leader's hall.

Under the direction of Yoo Jeong-hong, who had stepped down from the council of elders, everything was thoroughly cleaned.

Cheol Myeong-ho followed his friend's suggestion to look around together, but he felt strange looking at the areas reserved for the leader.

'Can I come in?'

This is how I felt.

Danwoo Sung, who was looking around the spacious training room together, suddenly said this.

“I heard that the leader of the escort group is also retiring.”

"okay?"

As Cheol Myeong-ho looked at the various weapons displayed in the training room and responded without thinking, Dan Woo-seong continued speaking.

“You take charge of the next escort group.”

"I?"

Cheol Myeong-ho looked at Dan Woo-seong with a surprised expression.

“No, there are so many experts in the field, why would I?”

Danwoo-seong said while looking up at the ceiling.

"Why would I appoint someone? Even if there are many masters in the Mang, few can fight like that against the Manma Palace Lord."

“It was three to one.”

Danwoo Seong replied.

"If you tell me to, do it. The strength of the escort group is of no importance to me right now. Look at this training ground."

Cheol Myeong-ho looked around and said.

“It feels surprisingly spacious.”

"You too, use it. While I'm the leader, I'll have to watch over Sima Ji, the Shuangbo brothers, and you as you continue to grow."

"why?"

Cheol Myeong-ho and Dan Woo-seong met eyes.

Danwoo Seong answered, hiding his true feelings.

“I have to get stronger.”

“······You’re the leader, so wouldn’t you be busy?”

“Well, even if you’re busy, you have to do what you have to do.”

Dan Woo-seong had no intention of becoming the leader of the martial arts world until his hair turned white like Yoo Jeong-hong.

Five years at most.

I thought that in five years, I would be able to clear out any remaining remnants of the Manmagung Palace, and find the descendants of the Bicheonju and the Blood God that the gentleman had mentioned in passing, and either kill them or spare them.

Meanwhile, not only Cheol Myeong-ho and Sima Geuk, but even Lee Ja-eon, who is currently staying at the top of the galaxy.

Danwoo Sung planned to continue teaching martial arts.

Of course, the method is harsh······.

That's why Danwoo-seong deliberately put Sima Geuk in the escort unit, and he wanted to put Cheolmyeong-ho, who was much stronger than Sima Geuk, in charge of the escort unit.

Who will be stronger in five years?

Danwoo Sung planned to hand over the next martial arts alliance to the strongest possible person.

However, given Cheol Myeong-ho's strong personality, I thought that five years from now, Cheol Myeong-ho would be incomparably stronger than he is now.

In other words, Cheol Myeong-ho was the next martial arts leader that Dan Woo-seong had in mind.

As he was a disciple of a fanatic, there was absolutely no reason for him to lack the distribution of martial arts or skills.

He is young like himself, but he is a loner with almost no family or friends.

He was a man with nowhere to go and nothing to do, so he was suited to the position of martial arts leader.

Cheol Myeong-ho, completely unaware of Dan Woo-seong's true intentions, carefully looked around the place the leader was using.

Cheol Myeong-ho said.

“Whatever the leader tells you to do, you have to do it.”

Suddenly, Cheol Myeong-ho looked around, confirmed that there was no one around, and then spoke in a subdued tone.

“Jin-eon.”

"say."

"You're the leader of the martial arts world, aren't you? Gamble at the casino, drink when you're tired of gambling, hang out with prostitutes, and sometimes get beaten up by me… Looking back, I think I really hated your personality. You were indecisive and kind. I really hated kind people."

Cheol Myeong-ho pointed at Dan Woo-seong with his finger.

"The world I envisioned, the world I saw, was one where living a good life wasn't an option. I just hated that difference. I lived each day like this, living harshly, counting my earnings, cheating, stealing… doing all sorts of dirty things to earn money. But you just had a lot of money at home. You were extravagant, spending lavishly… and you didn't even feel sad when you lost at gambling. Well, I never intended to kill you. I was just jealous. I planned to watch you for a long time, see who lived well, and see the results. Because I didn't understand the concept of living well."

Danwoo Sung replied while looking at Cheolmyeongho, who was speaking more seriously than ever.

"however?"

"I thought you were going to recuperate. I thought so. You were so into alcohol and women, it was only natural you'd get sick. You know, a few years later you came back and showed up at the casino out of the blue. You'd changed so much. How can someone change so much?"

Danwoo-seong glared at Cheolmyeong-ho.

Cheol Myeong-ho smiled as he remembered that time.

“Jin-eon, I have lived honestly my whole life.”

"know."

“That’s why I’m saying this.”

Cheol Myeong-ho pointed here and there with his finger and then asked.

“Are we the only two here?”

Danwoo-seong nodded.

This was a private training room nestled deep within the guild's main sanctuary. The new guild leader and the man who would become the leader of the escort corps were inspecting it, so naturally, only two people were present.

Cheol Myeong-ho asked.

"Who are you? This is my first and last time asking. A person can't change like this. You were once so kind, but you went to recuperate, came back, and beat me, defeated the Sega masters, and defeated all the magicians, and now you're the leader of the martial arts world. Not even Leader Yoo Jeong-hong or Master Gwang-shin know. Not even your younger siblings, whom you're not close with, or your father, who's busy taking care of the Sangdan every day. You'll be the only one in the world who feels strange. That's because I've been watching you for so long. Who you are… Can you tell me? I don't think you're Jin-eon."

Danwoo-seong was inwardly impressed.

'Hey······. Cheol Myeong-ho.'

As Danwoo-seong looked on without saying anything, Cheolmyeong-ho raised his hand.

"Don't get me wrong. I like you much better now. Is that all? I'm grateful, too. My life has changed. The owner of the casino is some kind of Murim Alliance escort group leader. That's absurd. That's why it feels even stranger. I'm just asking out of curiosity. What happened to Jin-eon? Who are you? There's no way that damn bastard back then could have completely changed my life like this."

Danwoo Seong answered.

“Myungho, everyone changes.”

“No one changes.”

"Anyone can change. Just as you're no longer the Cheol Myeong-ho you once were, neither am I. I've changed. That's all."

“Why did you change?”

Danwoo Seong revealed the King's true feelings.

"I simply realized I'd been living wrongly, so I changed everything, one by one. From my daily routine to my habits, from my habits to my thoughts, from my thoughts to my actions, and through these repetitions, my personality changed. Because my personality changed, so did the relationships around me. And because of those relationships, I became the leader of the martial arts world, something I wasn't even born with. The leader of the martial arts world… Do you think I want to be the leader of the martial arts world?"

“Not really.”

"Actually, I don't want to. If I were to be the leader of the Black Way, I might have been a little more willing. This is the White Way. I can't just beat up the members just because I'm upset… I just took on the role because of my seniors. I received internal energy from Senior Yishin, and I shared elixirs with Senior Gwangshin. I even received some internal energy. Leader Yoo Jeonghong protected me and the members while I was taking the elixir."

Danwoo Seong spread both hands.

"What did I say? I don't know. My heart changed, and people helped me. That only made me change more. In a way, I took on the role of martial arts leader because of my seniors."

Danwoo-seong suddenly let out a short sigh, then pulled out a sword from the display case and held it in his hand.

Danwoo-seong said while aiming his sword at Cheolmyeong-ho.

“Myungho, I will step down from my position as leader in five years.”

"why?"

"I told you. This isn't a suitable position. You'll take over in five years. I'll make sure you have the skills to do so. Of course, I mean, I'll make sure you have the skills to do so. I have no intention of forcing you to do it."

As Danwoo-seong drew his sword, Cheolmyeong-ho glared and spoke.

“This kid, are you trying to kill me?”

“You’re playing. Hold the umbrella.”

“Look at me.”

Cheol Myeong-ho quickly lifted his umbrella and glared at Dan Woo-seong. He looked genuinely surprised.

Danwoo-seong spat out a curse.

“You crazy bastard, it’s just training.”

“Really?”

"Well, I won't kill you, but let's get hit a little. I've filled it a million times, so if I get hit a million times, I'll probably get stronger."

Cheolmyeongho started to swear as he launched the first attack.

“에잇, 개새끼야. 내가 맞고만 있을 것 같으냐.”

Then, a loud noise erupted as the weapons of the martial arts leader and the escort leader clashed.

Cheolmyeongho suddenly rolled backwards.

There was a rumbling sound in the hallway, and the escorts came running, shouting.

“Your Majesty!”

Danwoo Seong spoke outside.

“Ah, I’m in the middle of a fight with the escort leader. Please step back.”

“Oh, yes. I will obey your orders.”

Cheol Myeong-ho stood up with a flushed face.

“Wow, did you really hit it?”

When Danwoo-seong chuckled, Cheolmyeong-ho nodded and then smiled brightly.

“Okay. Anyway, I’ll pounce on you until you die. Your Majesty, the leader of the martial arts world.”

Danwoo Seong replied, flicking the tip of his sword.

“Come at me, you shabby casino owner.”

“That’s an old story!”

As Cheolmyeongho rushed forward, he swung his iron umbrella at Danwooseong's head.

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As Danwoo Sung was looking at the nameplate on the desk with a blank expression, Hwaeunwol's voice was heard from outside.

“Your Majesty, may I come in?”

Danwoo Seong replied.

“Come in.”

Hwa Eun-wol, who assumed the position of General of the Military Council, entered with a somber expression, sat down across from Dan Woo-seong, and sighed. Ju Ja-ryang, though a member of the Military Council, was now learning under Hwa Eun-wol's direct command.

Hwa Eun-wol said.

“Your Majesty.”

“Speak.”

"If you brought me from the Imperial Council to the Murim Alliance, what would I have to do to become a Murim soldier? I'm not in charge of personnel, so I spend all day interviewing people. It's also a bit odd that I don't even look after new recruits."

“Hwa Gun.”

"yes."

Danwoo Seong said.

"I'm the same way. The military officer comes and goes, even if it's just for interviews, to at least see people. If I go outside, my escort follows me, and the members I'm training with are startled, like they've been possessed by some kind of aggression, so I can't go outside. Would you like to swap the positions of Commander-in-Chief and Leader of the Alliance while you're at it?"

“That’s not right.”

As Hwa Eun-wol sighed, someone's voice was heard again from outside.

“Your Majesty.”

“Come in.”

Cheol Myeong-ho came in and took the lottery ticket from Dan Woo-seong and Hwa Eun-wol.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty the General.”

Hwa Eun-wol replied while roughly playing the lottery.

“Welcome. Iron Man, I know you’re busy with work every day.”

Cheol Myeong-ho responded with an angry expression.

"No, you're teasing me when there's no work to do? I entrusted it to the leader at his behest, but there's no work. And the leader is dozens of times stronger than me, so I can't understand why he needs an escort. A mad horse would probably be more fun than me. I think I should request a transfer to a guard position."

Gwangma was given the position of warden, overseeing the Brain Prison, the Murim Alliance's prison. In truth, it was a position few people wanted, so no one complained or grumbled when Gwangma was entrusted with it. He was determined to atone for his sins, so he rarely left Brain Prison.

The leader of the martial arts alliance, the commander of the martial arts alliance, and the leader of the martial arts alliance's escort corps, who had nothing to do for a while, stared blankly at each other.

Cheol Myeong-ho asked.

“Shall we three eat together?”

“I ate just now.”

“······.”

Cheol Myeong-ho asked.

“Sir, are there any disobedient black forces around here these days?”

Hwa Eun-wol replied.

"As you know, the leader of the House Night Clan has taken control of the entire Southern Black Island. Besides being his subordinates, the Palryongmun, Suwangchae, and Nokrim are also his subordinates. The leader of the Banwolhoe has become close enough to the Murim Alliance to be considered a VIP, so it'll be difficult to expect anything from the Black Island."

Cheol Myeong-ho asked.

“Is there still no news from the remnants of the Demonic Clan?”

“Do you wish to be there?”

“Haha, it shouldn’t be there. But I think it might be there.”

Hwa Eun-wol said.

"Let's wait until Chuseok. I'm also very curious to see which master will challenge you, Master. First of all, there's a lot to announce in the martial arts world, so I've spent a considerable amount of money posting announcements all over the place. In any case, as the new Master, it's crucial to demonstrate your martial arts prowess at least once, just as Senior Yu Jeong-hong said. I'm not sure if Senior Geomseong will visit. But if he does, it'll be a sure thing."

Cheol Myeong-ho asked with a trembling expression.

"What if the leader loses to the swordsman? It'll be a complete waste of time."

Cheolmyeongho and Hwaeunwol looked at Danwooseong.

Danwoo Seong said.

“No matter who comes, I don’t plan on losing, so don’t worry about that······.”

Danwoo-seong suddenly thought of someone with a bad expression.

'It's too late to cure everything.'

Since he had said that he would return by Chuseok at the latest, Danwoo Seong had no choice but to wait for Chuseok.