Absolute Regression Chapter 208

The 208th Inspection is not coming.

A heavy silence fell.

The one who even said the last request was the strongest one possessed by the evil Soma.

Bloodthirsty Doma had never expected that the evil Soma would come out like this. It wasn’t a situation where he could lighten the mood with a joke.

Kwon-ma unconsciously clenched his fists because of his pounding heart. He felt like he was standing in the battlefield that the evil Soma had unleashed.

Geum Woo-jin stared at the evil Soma without saying a word.

The surrounding air had already become cold. The evil soma felt suffocated by the heavy prayer of Geomwoojin, which was as heavy as Mt. Taesan. His entire body ached as if it was being torn apart. It felt like sharp blades were falling through the holes that were tightly embedded in the walls on all sides.

Feeling pain, the evil soma closed his eyes. He had an illusion that he was standing in the middle of a battlefield. Blood flowed like a stream, and shouts were heard from all sides. Flames rose and dark energy flew in all directions. The evil soma was standing in the middle of that battlefield.

And the person standing in front of him was not Geom Woo-jin, but Geom Mu-geuk. He was looking at him and talking while wearing a mask on his head. He couldn’t hear the words, but he could tell by the shape of his mouth.

I want to see more of Soma’s world.

The moment the swordmaster smiled brightly and took off his mask, the evil Soma returned to reality.

In the place where the sword dance was, there was a sword dance called Geomwoojin.

His eyes met mine, and at the same time, the immense pressure that had been weighing on me began to slowly disappear.

Geum Woo-jin said sternly.

“I can see your back while you’re wearing the mask, but don’t look at me while wearing that mask.”

The Immortal Mask was a mask worn when going out to battle, and was a stern warning from the Heavenly Demon not to point the blade at oneself no matter what.

The evil Soma bowed his head.

“Please forgive me, Reverend.”

Although he gave a stern warning, there was no sign of displeasure on Geumwoojin’s face. His face was already filled with forgiveness, as if he would let him off easy this time.

Bloody Cheon Do Ma and Kwon Ma felt it. Rather, this incident made Geum Woo Jin feel good about the evil So Ma. They felt good about his manliness. The kind of person Cheon Ma likes is exactly that kind of person.

As if to prove it, Geum Woo-jin added a word.

“If you have another favor to ask in life, why do you say it is your last favor?”

“I will endure it even if I have to ask you for a favor.”

The evil Soma gave up the opportunity that was given to him.

“I will only accept the first request.”

It was a consideration from Geumwoojin that he would listen to the request the next time. Even though it was rude behavior, Geumwoojin embraced the evil Soma with great generosity.

The evil Soma bowed his head with a moved look in his eyes.

“thank you.”

He turned around again, took off his immortal mask, and put his original white mask back on.

The Bloodthirsty Demon’s white mask with nothing drawn on it felt more frightening than the Immortal Mask with its demon drawings.

Then, someone else appeared there. This time, there were two people, and surprisingly, they were Chwima and Ilhwageomjon.

Chwima was very drunk.

“I meet the leader.”

Chwima and Geomjon stood side by side and greeted the leader.

“I should have come to see you after sobering up, but I had no confidence in meeting you when I was sober, so I had a drink. Please forgive me.”

Chwima immediately took the Ilhwa Sword.

“Oh, Geomjon said he wouldn’t come, so I brought him here by force.”

This was the friendship of the horse. It was a consideration to not leave Cheonma alone as someone who did not help the sword dance, without burdening his relationship with Cheonma. After all, there was a clear difference between coming here and not coming.

Although he followed along, Ilhwageomjon was in a difficult position. His head absolutely must not come! However, his heart was worried about whether it would be okay for him to leave.

To her, Cheonma-ya was always a difficult and respectable person. But now, the ones who caught her eye were the three demons who had come before.

‘Why did everyone accept the request of the Sword Dance Theater? Weren’t they afraid of the leader’s harsh orders?’

I felt disappointed at the thought that there might be a relationship that I didn’t know about, but at the same time, I thought that I was too selfish. I honestly didn’t understand why I was having such a hard time with that one drink.

Geumwoojin asked Chwima.

“Did you come here because of Mugeuk too?”

Although Chwima told Geommu-geuk that the leader hated him, Geomwoojin showed no sign of it at all.

The horse spoke as if making excuses for arriving late.

“I declined the request of the scholar to persuade the cult leader.”

“But why did you come?”

“I came here because I was embarrassed. I was the one who begged you to be my brother, but I was embarrassed because I was the one who backed down when I should have helped you.”

Chwima’s voice trembled. Thinking of him, who was usually eloquent and joking, I could tell how nervous he was right now.

Geom Woo-jin didn’t ask Chwi-ma why he fell for Geom Mu-geuk. Did he really hate him?

The person who asked that question instead was Hyeolcheondoma.

“How did you end up in the hands of the scholar? We have told you everything, so tell us.”

Chwima looked at Geom Woojin’s expression and spoke carefully.

“Lee Gong-ja makes me drunk. Whenever I see him, I think of alcohol. When we drink together, it’s fun, and when he’s not around, I miss him so I drink again. Actually, I’ve had many people like this in my life. But Lee Gong-ja is different and special.”

“What is that?”

“He makes me drunk, but at the same time, he keeps sobering me up. Just like when I stand before the cult leader now. He makes me drunk, then sobers me up, and then makes me drunk again. Lee Gong-ja is the only one who can do both at the same time.”

The demons listened to his words quietly, each recalling their own sword dances.

At that moment, Geum Woo-jin suddenly asked.

“Why did you refuse Moogeuk’s request when it was so special?”

“Excuse me, but can I have a drink before I answer?”

It was a rude request, but it was also something I could do while drunk.

As Geumwoojin nodded, Chwima drank the wine he had on his waist. As the alcohol took effect, his eyes began to glow.

Chwima stared at Geumwoojin and said.

“It’s because of the leader.”

His answer caused tension to build again around them.

“It’s because of me?”

“Yes, because of you, pastor, I became a useless older brother who couldn’t even take care of my younger sibling.”

“Why me?”

“It was because I had a greater hope that the leader would not hate me.”

I thought that if I didn’t do it today, I would never be able to say it again. I wanted to tell the leader once. Why do you hate me so much? Don’t hate me so much.

“Did you think I hated you?”

“No?”

The atmosphere became increasingly tense.

The sound of the Ilhwa Sword quickly flew towards Chwima.

-Are you crazy? Stop it!

Chwima glanced at her.

-If you don’t tell me now, you’ll regret it when you die.

Chwima took out his drink again and drank it all down. Then he told a story he had never told anyone before.

“I tried to look good to the leader! But he never paid attention to me!”

I never thought I would be speaking in front of other demons, but my emotions always burst out at moments like this. No, maybe it’s because I want someone to listen to my feelings.

Geum Woo-jin didn’t say anything.

“Shut up, you drunkard!”

The one who shouted was Ilhwageomjon. Just as it was Chwima who took care of her, now she was the only one who took care of Chwima.

“You drunkard! Why did you come here? Did you come here to complain about your situation? You said you had to step up for your brother? You said you would step up even if you were to be kicked out because you were disliked by the cult leader? You said I had to be here too? You said you had to have something to say to Lee Gong Ja later? What are you doing? Why aren’t you saying what you want to say and are just getting drunk? Who dares you in front of!”

Originally, she was not the type of person to get angry at someone like this. She was not the type of person to talk this much. But she was intentionally getting angrier. She hoped that by doing this, Geum Woo-jin would calm down.

Chuma shouted, not knowing whether he knew her heart or not.

“When I saw the leader’s face, I forgot everything! What should I do?”

“Stop acting drunk! You’re still a long way from being drunk!”

Then the horse flinched.

“You drunkard! I hate you too. You keep talking nonsense under the influence of alcohol. Why do I hate you? I hate you because you do things that are hateful.”

“Yes, you are great! Our noble Sword Lord! You are very great! As for me, I am already marked, so it’s okay, it’s okay!”

Just then, Geum Woo-jin suddenly spoke.

“I don’t hate you, Janelle.”

There was a moment of silence. Everyone’s eyes turned to Geum Woo-jin.

“You hated your master.”

At that moment, Chuma was shocked. It was the first time he had heard such words. Even the person involved, the master, had never said such words before.

Geom Woo-jin didn’t say anything else. He didn’t scold Chwi-ma for his rudeness, nor did he apologize for causing misunderstandings. He didn’t say why he hated his master.

Chwima stared at Geumwoojin and asked.

“Do you really not have even the slightest feeling of hatred towards me?”

“It wasn’t there.”

A corner of the wall that had been blocking Chwima’s mind suddenly collapsed. A ray of light came in through the collapsed wall.

“If I had known this would happen, I would have thrown a tantrum a long time ago.”

As if he had never been drunk before, Chwima was calm and serious.

“I didn’t even know it was for this reason… … I drank too much on the day I met the leader. Why did he look at me so coldly? What mistake did I make? I couldn’t sleep because of all these thoughts.”

Chwima could now face Geomwoojin. He had not been able to look at Geomwoojin properly since he thought Cheonma hated him.

“I’m sorry to the cult leader, but I think the injection I had today will be remembered as the best drinking experience of my life.”

Geom Woo-jin asked.

“So? Are you going to ask Moogeuk to do the work for you too?”

Chwima answered firmly.

“No, I won’t ask you to do that.”

Geumwoojin looked around at the five demons.

Since he became a Heavenly Demon, this was the first time that the five Demon Lords had come to visit one person.

“That guy is rewriting the history of our school.”

Geumwoojin spoke into the air.

“Call Mugeuk.”

* * *

When I arrived, my father and the five Amazons were standing in a row, staring at me.

I thought they could all be persuaded, but I didn’t know there would be five of them in one place. And then there were Chwima and Ilhwageomjon, who had refused.

“Little one, I came running after receiving your call.”

Fortunately, my father’s expression wasn’t that bad. I made eye contact with the five demons one by one.

Hyeolcheon Doma nodded slightly as if to signal that the situation was okay.

Kwonma clenched his fist so that it was visible only to me. With that action, he conveyed that this place had that kind of feel to it.

The evil Soma was smiling. From the relief in his eyes, I could tell that he had been through a lot.

Chwima was looking at his father. I could feel another change in his life. Ilhwageomjon stood next to him and smiled at me.

“All five of my favorite people are here!”

Then, Chwima, still looking at his father, spoke in a drunken voice.

“Why are you leaving out the leader? There are six.”

“I took my brother away.”

“……ah.”

Chwima drank alcohol. Seeing him drink so openly in front of his father, it seemed like there was a real mess. You can hear about today’s events from Hyeoncheon Doma or Chwima later.

I stood before my father. I was nervous inside, wondering what the outcome would be.

It was just then.

The evil Soma slowly walked over and stood next to me. From this one action, I could guess what kind of appearance he had today.

His eyes behind the mask smiled at me.

I did everything I could.

Thank you very much, Soma.

We exchanged our feelings with our eyes.

Next, Hyeolcheondoma sighed and stood next to me.

“I don’t know what the fuss is about these days.”

“sorry.”

The next person to move was Kwon Ma.

“I can’t help it, since you are my first disciple.”

Three Amazons came and stood towards me.

Their eyes were filled with regret as they looked at my father. They were not opposing him. They were showing their will to protect me.

At that moment, Chwima, who had been looking at my father, walked towards me.

“Looking at Moogeuk, I can’t help it. I have to help him too. Did you dislike him because of what your master said?”

Geom Woo-jin answered Chwi-ma’s question.

“It was the opposite. He never gave in when he was drunk.”

“Then that’s really fortunate. I’m the first among the Palmazones to have thin ears.”

“Isn’t that a problem in its own right?”

“Then tell the next student. Your master said he was thin-skinned and didn’t like it.”

Only in front of Cheonma did Chwima feel comfortable. In front of Cheonma, he was the only person who could drink alcohol, and he had to build up great trust to be able to do so. This was the path Chwima had to take in his relationship with his father.

And I could sense that this change in relationship would change the person named Chwima.

This time, Chwima looked at me and smiled.

“Just wait until this ugly guy becomes cool.”

Chwima was speaking sincerely.

“If you promise to be less cool than me.”

Chwima handed me a bottle of alcohol. Chwima’s promise is made with alcohol. After drinking the alcohol, I gave it back to Chwima. Chwima also drank alcohol.

After drinking like that, Chwima walked towards Ilhwageomjon.

And he took her hand and brought her here.

“I believe that the leader’s decision is right.”

“I know. But this is where I should stand today.”

All she had to do was convey her intentions to the cult leader.

In the midst of all this, Chwima placed her next to the Bloodthirsty Horse and returned to his seat.

So, five demons lined up on my left and right. There were four of them when I played the evil song, but now with the addition of Kwonma, there were five.

My father looked at me and the demons in silence. My father felt neither disliked nor liked it. After all, it was probably his first time experiencing this.

A mocking smirk formed on my father’s lips. Yes, there is no laughter more suitable for this situation than that laughter.

“Good. Normally, all eight demons would have had to come to give permission, but today, the three evil ones did their part.”

If the evil is shared by three people, then there are seven in total.

“If you put one more person in front of me, I will allow this to happen.”

“Who are you?”

A name leaked out from my father’s mouth. It was the name of the last Demon Lord, the person I had never met since my return.

“He is the king of poison.”