Absolute Regression Chapter 311

Episode 311 Now, even my weaknesses.

Did you feel good about what I said?

“I need to take care of not only the other disciples, but also this disciple.”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church used the magic of time-transfer by snapping his fingers.

When I learned the art of time-space transfer from him, I promised to take him as my master at least here.

“Disciple, what is troubling you?”

Instead of answering the playful question of the leader of the Pungcheon Church, I looked around.

It was in the middle of a battlefield where blood flowed like a stream and corpses were piled up.

“Why on earth did you open a place like this? Where is this place?”

“I think a place like this would suit you.”

I asked him in a calm tone, knowing that he wasn’t just joking.

“Is this how the cult leader sees me?”

He stared at me intently and asked back.

“Isn’t the reason you become stronger every time I see you because your heart is always a battlefield?”

This is the kind of person that the playful Pungcheon cult leader is. He is someone who instinctively smells blood.

“I’m sorry, but this is what’s on my mind.”

This time, I imitated the Fengchun Sect leader and snapped my fingers. He liked to snap his fingers like this whenever he used his space-time teleportation technique.

Ss …

The location changed. This time it was a beautiful field with pure white flower petals fluttering in the wind.

“This is what I feel.”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church looked around and asked with a smile.

“Isn’t this the kind of place you dream of?”

Without further objection, I smiled faintly.

The leader of the Pungcheon Church picked up the flower petals that had fallen on the ground and spoke.

“When I’m here, there are times when I get confused as to whether this is the real world or that is the real world. I guess it’s because I want to be in the space I created. What about you?”

“Me too. Sometimes I just want to forget everything and run away. When I rest here, it’s so nice.”

Sun and sea, sandy beaches and comfortable chairs under broad-leaved trees. Perhaps the Pungcheon Church leader also has his own space like mine.

“If this place becomes a place of rest, it will be paradise. If it becomes a place of refuge, it will be hell. Both here and the outside world.”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church threw the flower petals he was holding into the air and asked.

“Now, let me ask you again. What are you thinking? What do you want to find out from the mastermind?”

A look of concern crossed his face. I appreciated the concern, but I couldn’t tell him about the King of Huan.

“You are a troublemaker. You even drag in those who cast spells on the soul of the Demon Lord.”

“If anyone heard, they would think you appeared because of me.”

“If it weren’t for you, wouldn’t it be something I wouldn’t have known about? If so, then you could say that they were revealed to the world because of you.”

It was a fallacy, but it was also true. If it weren’t for me, Hwan-yeo here would have been remembered as just the owner of a flower garden and would have disappeared.

“But since it’s related to the Blood Cult, I’ll handle this matter.”

He’s trying to protect me. He’s taking responsibility for this affair that started with the sorcery and trying to finish it. I was grateful that he cared so much.

“I have something to ask you, Reverend.”

“What?”

“What are the weaknesses of people who have mastered the art of concubinage?”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church looked at me with a bewildered expression, as if asking me what on earth was this question.

“Are you asking me to reveal my weaknesses now?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to quickly throw away bad things?”

“Go-wol! Look, this guy here is the little cult leader you respect so much. I told you, right? He’s not just any little cult leader, he’s a vicious little cult leader.”

Even though he was acting so cute, the leader of the Fengchun sect must have realized that the question was intended to find out the weakness of the woman in the flower garden.

“Just leave it to me. What on earth do you want to find out from that woman that you’re doing this to?”

The leader of the Fengchun sect walked slowly. I followed him and walked along the path covered with flower petals.

With every step he took, the leader of the Pungcheon Church went back in time and recalled that moment from long ago.

“I can’t forget the first time I successfully mastered the art of soul-seduction. It’s not just me, but everyone who has mastered the art of soul-seduction will feel the same. How amazing it would be if someone moved according to my will. After a few successful attempts, I suddenly felt afraid. What if someone stronger than me were to manipulate me like this, just as I was manipulating others’ minds?”

This is also the reason why Seo Dae-ryong said that the previous generation’s Sub-Hon Ma-jon was the scariest among the Ma-jon. He said that it would be better to die cleanly by being stabbed than to be controlled like a zombie and die miserably.

“And do you know what happens when that time passes?”

I just stayed silent and listened to what he said.

“The human mind is truly a funny thing. No matter how strong a person is, he or she eventually falls for the spell of seduction. Seeing this, I can see that human willpower is nothing special. Do you know what happens when that happens?”

The leader of the Pungcheon sect stopped walking for a moment and looked at me.

“People look funny.”

Was it because he was ashamed of himself? His gaze, which had been directed at me, turned to the mountains far away outside the road.

“If you make people look funny, eventually the world will look funny too.”

“How did you overcome it?”

“Overcoming it? I couldn’t do it.”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church revealed his honest feelings.

“You change when you become an expert? That’s like the baseless assumption that when you grow old, you become wise. It’s said that a wise young man becomes a wise old man.”

For the first time since they met, the leader of the Fengchun sect let out a sigh.

“It would be different for you. Even if you had learned the art of seduction, not the art of seduction, you wouldn’t look down on others. But for ordinary people like us, it’s different. There’s always a price to pay for stealing someone’s mind.”

Perhaps he was confessing that he was like that when he tied up Gowol in chains.

I know. He told me he couldn’t get over it, but he had already gotten over it. When I freed him from the shackles of the old moon, he began to see people differently than before.

“Somewhere in that woman’s heart, there must be arrogance, pride, and vanity. She will make fun of you, of people, of the world. There must be a black hole somewhere in her heart.”

A black, gaping hole in my heart.

I know what that means. I had that same hole in my heart before my regression. It was so deep that nothing could fill it.

At that moment, the leader of the Pungcheon Church suddenly spoke.

“Thank you.”

He took credit for me starting to fill that hole.

“If it weren’t for you, I would still be in the temple of the Pungcheon Church. I would be looking at the same sacred water every day, and I would be living like that, tightly tying up my old moon in case I lose it. At that time, I thought I had the most comfortable life in the world, but it wasn’t an easy life at all. When I think about it now, I was the one who was wearing the shackles.”

Pure white flower petals poured down on us like corn.

“How was it? Did it help you?”

How can I thank him for giving me even my weaknesses?

Yes, this one word will answer your question.

“Yes, Master.”

As if nothing had ever been serious, the leader of the Pungcheon Church laughed heartily and spoke loudly.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been here, so should I stay a little longer and then go out?”

I stayed a while longer to fully enjoy the feeling of being a master today and then came out. It was spring inside, but winter was coming outside.

* * *

I entered the Magic Dragon Garden where the demons reside.

The passing demons recognized me and greeted me politely.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen these big guys.

The demons were not the demons of the past. Their eyes and movements had restraint and spirit.

It’s all thanks to this man.

“I heard that you have returned, Young Master.”

The Demon Lord Jangho greeted me with a dignified appearance. People change depending on their position, and the Jangho of the past and the current one felt completely different. Now, he suited the Demon Lord better than anyone else.

“I came because I wanted to see the King.”

“I’m sorry, I should have come to you first.”

“A busy person doesn’t need to do that. Someone with free time like me should come.”

Jang-ho smiled. He must know how busy I am. He can’t see me even if he wants to say hello.

Anyway, seeing the eerie scar on his face made me feel happy, and I thought it had been a long time since I saw him.

“How are you these days?”

“I haven’t changed. Rather, I’ve been too busy with this unmanned or western footnote to even have a drinking party.”

“It’s always the lazy ones who pretend to be busy.”

Jang Ho laughed again. Like Seo Dae Ryong, he would not have much to laugh about when he was with his subordinates. Both organizations absolutely needed the authority of their leader. Yes, even when I am with you, you can laugh comfortably like that.

It’s the same with Kwon Ma-do and Jang Ho-do. When these usually blunt men smile like this, it makes me feel good for no reason.

“You kept my faith.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I told you, you’d be the greatest Demon Lord of all time.”

“Thank you for your kind words.”

That’s not an exaggeration. I’ve heard that before.

It seems like Jang-ho is reminded of the past when he hears what I say.

“I haven’t achieved what I want yet.”

“What kind of wind?”

“When you put me in the Demon Lord’s seat, I told you that I wanted to be like you, the young cult leader. I wanted to be someone who could overcome any difficult task if we were together. My wish was not fulfilled.”

“Isn’t that already accomplished?”

I spoke to him, revealing a strange light.

“I came to you because I had a problem. I need your help.”

Jangho’s expression brightened. The words that he needed your help were probably more pleasing to him than any compliment.

“I heard that during the training of the demons, there is also training to counter sorcery and illusions.”

“Yes, we do special training to prepare for the Sapa masters.”

“Marriage art too?”

“There is a special group of people with innate mental strength.”

“Let them support me.”

A look of joy crossed Jang-ho’s face. He hadn’t done anything with me lately, but now he finally had something to help me with.

“When do you need it?”

“Right now.”

After a while, he came out with about twenty demon soldiers including Jangho.

I could feel the guards and the enemy waiting outside getting nervous. The mobilization of the demon army meant that something dangerous was about to begin.

* * *

Hwan-yeo couldn’t leave the flower garden.

It was because of the leader’s threat that if he left before the investigation was over, he would spread rumors throughout the Central Plains and track him down.

More than anything else, it was something that should not be revealed to the world.

But that doesn’t mean we can’t keep holding on like this, since we don’t know when the investigation will end.

At that moment, a man pulling a cart came into the garden. He was the man who had come to deliver seedlings and flower pots. He put the pots down from the cart and sent a message to Hwan-yeo.

– I report to you. The leader of the Pungcheon cult has returned to the headquarters of the Demonic Cult.

In an instant, Hwan-yeo’s expression became serious. Why did the absent leader of the Fengchun Church return at this moment?

‘no way?’

Did he notice that he had used the Yin-Yang Reverse Soul Jutsu on the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon? If it were the leader of the Fengchun Sect, he would have noticed that he had been affected by the Yin-Yang Reverse Soul Jutsu. No, he must have summoned him because he had noticed something in the first place.

-I think you’ll have to leave.

Despite the worrying messages, she remained calm.

-Don’t be so excited.

-sorry.

She paused in thought for a moment before giving an order.

-Have the blood spirits wait and tell Gwisuk that there might be guests.

The man flinched, but soon answered politely.

-All right.

The man who received the order pulled the cart again and left the garden.

It was just as Hwan-yeo was about to pick up and carry the flower pot that had been delivered.

The tree-shaped wind chime hanging under the eaves made a sound.

Hwan-yeo took the flower pot off the cart and headed towards the back of the garden.

The moment she turned the corner, her figure disappeared in an instant.

Woof woof woof.

She was walking towards a place where she could hear a soft echo. The walls around her were writhing as if they were alive, with creepy protrusions sticking out. It was like walking through the stomach of a monster.

When she entered, her appearance had also changed. Her lips had turned bright red and her eyes were terribly slitted.

That wasn’t the only thing that had changed. The flower in the pot I was holding had turned into a carnivore plant that ate insects. Judging by its eerie aura, it probably wasn’t just insects that were being eaten.

As she passed through the labyrinthine passages, a small space appeared.

As I entered the place with its eerie atmosphere, the wall in front of me began to writhe and bulge out.

Jeeeeeeek.

A man poked his face out. It was a strange sight, as if his face was trying to break through a transparent membrane. His natural voice was also strange.

“I wonder why you don’t come back.”

This is a message from my younger brother.

“Tell him I can’t go back yet.”

“You might wonder why.”

“Later. Tell him I’ll tell him later.”

“I’m worried… … .”

Before the message could even be finished, she waved her hand.

The wall tensed up as if to repel the man, and the protruding face disappeared.

She lay down, throwing herself backwards.

The floor creaked and came up, wrapping itself around her like a comfortable bed.

This was her favorite place and the only place where she could relax comfortably.

She closed her eyes for a moment and thought about how to handle this situation. The problem was the cult leader. The fact that she couldn’t read his thoughts irritated her.

Jeeeeeeek.

Again a face pushed out from the wall, a face trying to break through the barrier.

-I told you I’ll take care of it.

The next moment, she flinched. It wasn’t the face of the subordinate who was in charge of connecting with her younger brother. The face that pushed through the curtain seemed somehow familiar.

Phew!

Someone poked their head in through the curtain. To my surprise, it was Geommu-geuk. When our eyes met, Geommu-geuk smiled and said.

“Among those who love flowers, there were evil people?”

At that moment, Hwan-yeo opened her eyes wide.

It was a dream.

I fell asleep for a bit and had a dream. It was the first time I had ever dreamed of being conscious of someone.

Just then, someone was heard calling out for help from outside in the garden.

“Master! Is the master here?”

It was the voice of the protagonist in the nightmare.