Absolute Regression Chapter 429

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The Ice Palace Master was standing by the window.

The direction she was looking at was in the distance, towards the residence of Geommu-geuk and Chwima.

We had received reports a while ago that fighting had started there, but there had been no reports that it was over yet.

Although he wanted to run away at any moment, Binggungju tried to remain calm.

Outside the window, under the palace palace, the Bukpungdae, the most elite organization directly under the palace, was waiting. In addition to them, various organizations and masters of the ice palace were waiting in their designated locations.

Originally, all of them should have gone and fought.

-Let the devil catch the monster.

Are you holding it well? You won’t be eaten by a monster, right?

What if that happens?

The demon king who lost his child will come here for revenge. Perhaps no one will be able to stop him then.

Hanseol silently watched the Ice Palace Princess. She was still looking out the window, but her mother was different now.

First of all, his attire was different. He was wearing a military uniform that was good for movement, and he was wearing an item on his arm that he didn’t normally wear. The Daebinghwan (大氷環), a bracelet that greatly increased the power of the ice attack, was visible under his sleeve.

He was literally ready to run to fight at the drop of a hat.

Hanseol’s gaze, which had been looking at the Ice Palace, turned to Ian. Unlike his mother, who seemed tense, this side was the very embodiment of peace.

Ian was reading a book. It was a book that was on the bookshelf in the palace. He asked permission to read it, and then sat down to read. This was the first time I saw someone reading a book. I thought the books on the bookshelf were just for decoration.

‘What book are you reading?’

Hanseol walked over and sat down in front of Ian.

Then Ian looked up from his book and looked at Hanseol.

“There is a certain Ma-Jon who loves books. He reads a lot of books and knows everything. He always says that if you want to be good at martial arts, you have to read a lot of books.”

“Are you talking about the book of martial arts?”

“No, just tell him to read it without covering it.”

Then he showed me the cover of the book he was reading. It was, quite unexpectedly, a book about house building in the northern region.

“Does that help with martial arts?”

“I don’t know. If they run away, they might find a place to hide somewhere in a house built this way.”

Hanseol showed a look of incomprehension on her face.

“Do I look too peaceful? The cult leader is fighting?”

This time, Hanseol nodded honestly. It was because she felt like the book wouldn’t catch her eye.

“When the young cult leader passes away, I will just follow him and die.”

Ian smiled and said as Hanseol opened her eyes wide and looked at him.

“I’m joking, I’m joking. I’ll get revenge and die after you.”

Ian smiled at Hanseol, who still didn’t say anything.

“This is also a joke.”

“It’s not funny.”

It wasn’t a time for jokes, but Ian tried hard to keep his mind at ease.

Although she appeared peaceful and serene on the outside, there was a storm brewing inside her mind.

My heart was pounding so hard that I couldn’t stand it unless I read a book, and all I could think about was the image of Geommugeuk being killed by the enemy.

There were always situations where I could have survived if I had just jumped in and helped out just once.

‘Yeah, this is a side effect of having been an escort drone for a long time.’

In the past, when Geommu-geuk left school alone and returned, I just vaguely thought that he would return safely. But now that he was with me, my worries became a hundredfold.

‘The young master has been fighting like this all along.’

Then Hanseol asked.

“Would you like some tea?”

“Yes. I will prepare it.”

“No, I’ll keep reading.”

Hanseol went and started making tea.

Ian walked over to her side because he felt uncomfortable just sitting there. As he was looking around to see if there was anything he could do to help, his eyes fell on the tea set that was lying there.

The white teacup had a unique design of two birds flying.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I think I’ve seen the bird carved into this teacup somewhere.”

Hanseol glanced at the Binggungju standing by the window and then spoke to Ian again.

“That can’t be true.”

It was said to be a unique pattern, but Ian still tilted his head.

“I saw it clearly.”

The Ice Palace Princess turned her head towards Ian. There was a strange light in her eyes.

It was just then.

The subordinate came up and reported urgently.

“The fight is over.”

* * *

When the three women who had been running in a hurry reached the place where the fight had taken place, they were speechless.

It was a sea of ​​blood. Dozens of corpses were strewn everywhere, and the pungent smell of blood made me want to hold my nose.

At the center of that sea of ​​blood were two people.

Chwima was lying on the blood, and Geommugeuk was leaning on the broken stone lantern and looking up at the sky.

The moment Ian saw that sight, his heart sank.

The horse lying on the blood was thought to be dead.

But then I heard a snoring sound. A loud voice saying, ‘Don’t worry, I’m okay.’

When he saw the three people, Geommugeuk pretended to shush. It was to indicate that he did not want to wake up the sleeping drunken horse.

I have also experienced the state of being drunk many times. When you fight with all your might and then fall asleep. At this time, you should sleep. Giving your body what it desperately wants is the best treatment. Trust the master’s body.

When the Ice Palace Lord saw this place for himself, he realized once again how serious this fight was.

If the Amazons fought to that extent, you could tell how strong their enemies were.

She examined the body nearby.

These were the Blood King’s subordinates who died at the hands of Geommugeuk.

Just by looking at their trained bodies, you could guess their level of martial arts. They are masters. If they had learned the self-destruct technique, then many of the Ice Palace warriors would have been sacrificed.

Their vital organs were all cut by swords.

‘I cut off all the blood vessels before using the self-destruct technique.’

Just by looking at the signature, you could tell how great the martial arts of Geommugeuk were.

The Ice Palace Princess looked at the horse one last time.

Was it because I was lying in blood?

I felt even more sorry for him. If it weren’t for him, countless unmanned personnel in the Ice Palace would have been trapped in that blood.

“Let’s go back.”

Ian and Hanseol turned around, following the Ice Palace Princess.

Before Ian could turn around, Geommu-geuk waved his hand with a bright expression, saying, “It’s okay.”

With that gesture and smile, the storm that had been raging in Ian’s heart stopped.

She also smiled brightly and turned around.

It’s not hard to like someone. What’s really hard is trying and working hard not to lose that person, that feeling of liking.

Because happiness is always challenged by the anxiety that it might break at any moment. Because the storm blowing in your heart doesn’t stop even when the next morning comes.

* * *

Chwima opened his eyes to the cold air he felt from the ball.

What fell on the ball was snow.

Snow was falling from the darkening sky.

I turned my head to look to the side and saw Geommugeuk looking up at the snowy sky.

“Are you awake?”

“How long did I sleep?”

“About three o’clock.”

“Didn’t my mouth turn? In this cold place… … .”

The horse stopped talking. It wasn’t cold. The ground soaked in blood and the surroundings were warm.

Chuma could tell that the sword dance was warming the surroundings with its warm rays.

The horse got up and screamed.

“Oh my! It hurts. It hurts so much.”

“Want some drinks?”

“Okay. My head feels like it’s going to burst.”

I drank so much alcohol during the fight that I had a terrible hangover.

“If I drink again… … .”

“That’s my brother!”

“Yeah, if I drink again, I’ll be your little brother. Oh, my head hurts so bad I feel like I’m going to explode.”

The horse that had been holding his head looked down at the ground without thinking.

“Eww! What is this blood? Is it that guy’s blood? Did you leave me lying here?”

“You don’t remember a single thing?”

“Ugh, the smell of blood is terrible.”

“You were lying there just now and you were smiling.”

“Are you drunk too?”

Then he looked at the soles of his feet and was shocked.

“My foot! Why is my foot like this?”

A broken bottle of liquor was stuck in the sole of my foot. I was so drunk that I fought without even realizing that my foot was torn.

The horse pulled out a piece of broken bottle stuck in the sole of his foot.

“Ugh, it hurts. When you’re drunk, take this off.”

“If that was the case, I would have taken the thing stuck in that shoulder first.”

Then, the surprised Chwima looked at his shoulder.

“Eww! What is this?”

Only then did I notice a sharp piece of sword embedded in my shoulder.

“When did this happen again?”

“There’s one on the other arm too.”

“Call the devil! Tell the devil to come quickly! The devil is sick!”

The horse shouted, joking.

How many hours would the swordsman have just left him lying there? He confirmed that the wounds did not reach the bones, and secretly injected his true energy to examine the inside of his body. Fortunately, he confirmed that he had no internal injuries, and let him sleep.

“To a warrior, wounds are a source of pride.”

“This wound is nothing to be proud of.”

Chwima looked down at the blood still pooling on the floor.

“He looked handsome and cool, but he was a total idiot on the inside. He himself had never learned how to self-destruct.”

Even Geommugeuk was surprised by that fact.

I don’t know much about the Blood King before his return. I only know of the atrocities committed by his subordinates.

“If he wasn’t such a worthless guy, he wouldn’t have planned his own destruction on his subordinates in the first place.”

Chwima nodded as if he sympathized.

Snow began to fall more and more heavily. The two looked up at the snow falling from the sky that was starting to darken for a moment.

“Now, Wonju can close his eyes in peace.”

What started as Wonju not sending alcohol has come to this point. It started with drunkenness and ended with drunkenness.

And at the center of that incident was the most important task that Geommu Theater had to solve.

Fate was thus intertwined with the people around us and flowed together.

“Let’s have a drink at the top of the mountain before we go back.”

At Chwima’s words, Geommugeuk smiled and said.

“Yeah, little brother.”

* * *

Chwima washed, ate, and went back to sleep.

The most skilled doctor from the North Sea Ice Palace came to examine Chuma and gave him some medicine to help him recover quickly.

While Chuma was resting like that, Geommugeuk was meeting with Binggungju.

“You’ve worked hard.”

“No, thank you very much for letting us handle it.”

I can only guess, but this is what Binggungju was curious about.

“Do you know what his purpose is?”

“I couldn’t hear it directly because the fight was so urgent, but I suspect they were trying to use the extreme delay to neutralize the princess’s martial arts.”

The sword dance added one more guess to that.

“He has been looking for the ultimate delay for a long time. If his only purpose was to harm the princess, he would have used the self-destruction attack more actively. I suspect there must have been another reason for the ultimate delay. Do you have any idea?”

The moment he heard that, Binggungju thought of one reason. However, he did not answer right away because it was not something that could be carelessly revealed to the outside world.

I would never have told anyone else, but I guess I have to make an exception for the Sword Dance Theater.

“It seems like you’re aiming for the Ice Palace report.”

Because the Ice Palace Report was a place that could only be entered by those who had learned the martial arts of the North Sea Ice Palace Princess or were extremely weak.

“An ordinary person could never endure the cold there.”

“Then it certainly seems like they were aiming for the Ice Palace report.”

As the specific purpose of the bastard was revealed, the Ice Palace Lord’s heart grew cold.

It was a shame that I couldn’t kill him myself.

At the same time, I had this thought.

What if Geommu-geuk and Chwi-ma hadn’t come to Bukhae? What if they hadn’t killed Elder Seo and taken away the extreme delay? What if they hadn’t discovered that Bukhaeolmun had joined hands with them?

Could their conspiracy have been withstood?

A confident answer that it could have been prevented did not come easily.

If they hadn’t stopped them, Hanseol and I would have died, and the Bukhae Ice Palace would have been taken away by them.

That’s why there was nothing to be sorry about for Geommugeuk.

“Is there anything you want? I’ll give you anything you want.”

After thinking for a moment, Geommugeuk said.

“There is one.”

“What?”

“Please let me choose one treasure from the Ice Palace Report and keep it.”

It was an unexpected request.

“What do you want? Tell me and I’ll give it to you. Whether it’s an elixir or a sword, tell me anything.”

“No. I want to go in and see for myself.”

It was because of the secret. I got the black essence from the Pungcheon Church, and the purity from the Sadomaeng. It was because I had the expectation that I might get something related here too. If not this time, it would be a difficult opportunity to get again.

“Didn’t I tell you earlier? You can’t go in unless you have extreme delay.”

Geommugeuk said with an incomprehensible smile.

“I am strong against the cold.”

Since he thought that Geommugeuk was not the type of person to joke around with something like this, the Ice Palace Master asked cautiously.

“Are you also extremely retarded?”

“no.”

“Then I can’t go there. Absolutely not.”

Although he added the word “absolute,” Geommugeuk spoke confidently.

“Trust me just once.”

Is there any magic that can block the cold? Even if it does, it probably can’t block the cold.

“I can even endure my father’s cold and aloof denial.”

“This is not the time to joke. You could die on the way there.”

The Ice Palace Lord was certain that Geommu-geuk would never be able to go there. Still, it was his request to save the Ice Palace. Also, he was curious as to why he insisted on going there. He also wanted to coldly break this childish stubbornness.

“Go. I will hear about your regrets and reflections when I bring you back to life.”

The sword dance followed and said.

“Hasn’t everyone had the experience of their heart freezing at least once when they came to the North Sea?”