Absolute Regression Chapter 505

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Demonic Forces were guarding a building within the Chongqing District.

They surrounded the building at a certain distance, and a security net was spread over its roof as well as the roofs of adjacent buildings.

Even if ordinary people were mobilized, it was said that it was as strong as iron, and each and every one of them was an elite demon soldier. It was a border that not even a single ant could enter.

At that moment, a man from the Central Intelligence Agency came there and bowed his head to the demons.

“Thank you for saving my life. Thank you.”

He was a warrior who survived a near-death experience with the help of the Demon King.

In this ambush, many Murim Alliance warriors were injured and killed, but it was impossible to imagine how much larger that number would have been if it weren’t for the demons.

The demons simply nodded their heads in greeting and said nothing.

Seo Dae-ryong was standing by the second-floor window and watching the scene. There was someone in this room that he had to greet. If it weren’t for Jang-ho sitting at his desk reading a report, he would have been dead too.

‘I almost died.’

But there was an emotion that preceded that fear.

The thrill of fighting like crazy. Seo Dae-ryong couldn’t forget that moment.

Now that I go back and practice, I think it will be different. I have gone to the threshold of the afterlife to see what I should practice for and when and how that practice will shine.

After looking out the window for a while, Seo Dae-ryong turned to Jang-ho.

“What on earth is going on over there?”

If someone else had asked, Jang-ho would not have answered. Even if he had, he would have said that he was only doing as he was ordered.

But since it was none other than Seo Dae-ryong, I offered words of comfort to him.

“Your Majesty will be safe.”

It was a blunt statement, but it was what Seo Dae-ryong wanted to hear the most right now.

“I believe you will too.”

Seo Dae-ryong tried to smile brightly, and Jang-ho smiled as well.

“By the way, is your drawing work going well?”

Jang-ho, who would not even blink an eye even if hundreds of enemies rushed at him, now opened his eyes wide and asked.

“How did you know?”

“I wonder how that tight-lipped person bragged about receiving a painting as a gift from the King. Not only I, but everyone who knows will know.”

Jangho couldn’t help but laugh. He had given Geommu-geuk a drawing of him before. He wanted to give him the first drawing he had ever given him.

Since then, I have drawn many pictures. I have drawn everything. I have drawn my subordinates, buildings, and the giant stone statues in the school. I have drawn fruits, swords, and swords. In fact, there was a picture of Seodae-ryong and Ian. I just couldn’t bring myself to give them as gifts.

At first, I thought drawing was a good hobby because it gave me time for myself.

I thought that I could forget all my worries while I was drawing.

But what he got was something completely different.

While drawing, I realized that there was a side to me that I had never thought of.

I wanted to show my paintings to others. I wanted to gather my well-drawn paintings and hold an exhibition. I wanted to be praised for being someone who could draw like this.

I never thought I would have such a desire. I lived my life knowing that I was not the type of person who wanted to show off and brag to others.

That’s why drawing was more fun and interesting. Even though I was drawing others, what I discovered was myself.

“You too, Sir, should find a hobby.”

“I don’t have time for that.”

Jang-ho was about to tell her to look for it even if it meant taking time out of her busy schedule, but she smiled and said.

“You are still young.”

I know it won’t be easy until the opportunity comes. I’ve been putting it off and putting it off again.

This was his trigger.

One day, when he said he wanted to paint, Geommugeuk ran to buy paints and brushes.

His motivation was to become close with the leader of the Demonic Cult.

To draw a picture, you must become friendly with the leader of the Demonic Cult.

Seo Dae-ryong was watching. Jang-ho’s face was smiling to himself, wondering what he was thinking. It was a sight he had never imagined before.

‘I have changed a lot, but Your Majesty has also changed a lot.’

It was then that the door opened and the catalyst for all these changes came in.

Seo Dae-ryong was startled when he saw the person who had entered, and then ran towards him.

“Your Majesty!”

Seodaeryong suddenly hugged him. Normally, he would have avoided him slightly and teased him, but today, Geommugeuk didn’t avoid him.

“I’m glad you’re safe.”

After hugging him tightly, Geommugeuk patted Seodaeryong on the shoulder.

“I almost lost my precious right arm. I almost died.”

“I wasn’t really worried.”

“Because the monarch is here?”

“no.”

Geommugeuk looked at Jangho and explained the reason.

“Because there is a strong person who can replace my right arm.”

Then, Seo Dae-ryong’s expression became proud.

“What should I do? The person who was supposed to replace him saved his right arm? It seems he has withdrawn from being a candidate for the right arm!”

Geommugeuk walked towards Jangho.

“You’ve worked hard.”

“I think it would have been more difficult to let us enter this central region than to find the footnotes.”

Jangho shared the credit for saving Seodaeryong with Geommugeuk. This meant that Geommugeuk had allowed him to come here, which was why he was able to save him.

“Don’t be ridiculous. I begged and begged Jin Dae-ju. I’ll grant you every request from now on, I won’t force you to dance, I won’t tease you and say it’s not fun. I made all kinds of promises like that before I could let you into Zidan.”

Seo Dae-ryong laughed heartily at the antics of the sword dance.

And he bowed his head formally to greet me.

“Thank you, Master.”

The sword dance delivered the news he had been eagerly waiting for.

“The old man is safe.”

Seo Dae-ryong asked in surprise.

“Have you met your master?”

Geommugeuk nodded. Not only Seo Daeryong, but also Jangho felt relieved.

“Why didn’t you come with me?”

Geommugeuk answered with a meaningful look in his eyes.

“We need to find out now. Why couldn’t we come together?”

* * *

Half an hour later, there was a quiet farewell at the back gate of Zidane.

First, the carriage carrying the demons departed.

Jidanju Jukwol expressed his gratitude to Jangho.

“Thank you. I will not forget this favor.”

Not only did he save his men, Jang-ho even saved his own life.

“If you need my help later, be sure to come see me.”

Compared to the passionate him, Jang-ho was calm.

“Thanks, take care. See you again.”

The large carriages carrying the demons quietly left the place. The demons will move according to the instructions of Tongcheon Pavilion, whether to return to the main unit or wait somewhere else.

There were also Geommugeuk, Seodaeryong, and Jin Hagun. Geommugeuk spoke to Jin Hagun about Seodaeryong.

“I will take this person.”

This was something that could not have been allowed originally. When the Bloodthirsty Demon appeared in the basement of the Hyangsu Mountain Villa, it was discovered that this incident was truly related to the Bloodthirsty Demon.

He still didn’t know about the exchange between Geommu-geuk and Hyeolcheon-doma. Geommu-geuk kept it a secret. Hyeolcheon-doma clearly had a reason to be on their side.

Nevertheless, Jin Ha-gun accepted it willingly.

“Do so.”

The king who had been listening stepped forward.

“No, there is still a possibility that the author is a criminal.”

He still had doubts that this incident was the work of the Mines.

The sword dance spoke to him.

“If the evil spirit is revealed to be this person, I will take responsibility and bring him before you. As the leader of the cult, I promise.”

Jin Ha-gun has already given permission and Geommu-geuk has said this, so how could he be stubborn?

“Please don’t forget that promise.”

As the king withdrew from there, Jin Ha-gun spoke to Geommu-geuk.

“Just let me know if you need any help.”

“It’s not me who needs help, it’s you.”

“I?”

“Isn’t that you they’re after?”

As the sword play says, they could continue to target him.

“So, how about staying at the Murim Alliance’s home for a while and observing the situation?”

Jin Ha-gun had no intention of staying at An Ga. He was planning to deal with the guys behind the scenes here at Jidan.

“Think of it as an ambush, not hiding. The less you reveal yourself, the harder it will be for the enemies. Think of it as eliminating one of their tricks.”

Indeed, Geommugeuk was pointing out a part that he had not thought of. Now, Geommugeuk is no longer jealous at moments like this. There is only quick acceptance.

“I guess so.”

If you think about it, it would only be more dangerous for the Zidane soldiers to stay with you, so going to the Destruction Corps and Anga might have been a better choice.

As he left, Geommugeuk said:

“If you destroy those guys, Sign will call you for a drink.”

Jin Ha-gun nodded once and then turned around and walked away. Judging by the fact that he was missing Bisain, whom he had never thought about before, it seemed like he really wanted to destroy the guys who planned this.

* * *

If one side succeeds, there must also be a failure.

The person sitting in front of the old fortune teller on the corner of a market street in Chongqing was Liu Beom.

“Judging by your appearance, you don’t seem to be in good shape.”

Yoo Beom’s face was swollen and had a red palm print. It was a mark from being hit by the Bloodthirsty Horse.

Yoo Beom bowed his head deeply.

He was nervous. His life could be at stake depending on how he received the report he was about to give.

While the old fortuneteller slowly shook the wooden barrel, a telephonic conversation took place between the two.

-I failed to kill the Demon Destructor.

The old man’s hand that was shaking the barrel stopped for a moment at the report that the mission had failed.

He gave a reason why Yoo Beom had no choice but to fail quickly.

– The leader of the Demonic Cult came there with him. Blood Heavenly Demon refused the order to stop the leader.

The old man slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with nothing but coldness.

Both the plan to kill Seo Dae-ryong and the plan to kill Jin Ha-gun failed.

-Please forgive me.

Fortunately, the old man’s anger did not develop into a neurotic murderous intent to hold someone accountable.

-That would have been the case if the cult leader had come.

He seemed to have a good understanding of the relationship between the Sword Dance Theater and the Bloodthirsty Demon.

Finally, the old man finished his conversation and shook the wooden barrel even more vigorously.

“If it doesn’t work after one try, you can try twice. If it doesn’t work after two tries… … you’ll have to look at the dots. Okay, let’s pull it out.”

The old man held out a can containing a bamboo stick.

As if prepared for anything, this time there was a stick sticking out slightly.

Yoo Beom pulled it out.

―The lack of anger will be filled with blood.

After checking the contents, Yoo Beom looked at the old man with a nervous face. He knew what it meant. It meant that they were going to carry out the third extermination.

Since this operation failed, this third extermination will be a major event that will turn the martial arts world upside down.

“Go and tell the fortune.”

* * *

I returned to Anga with Seo Dae-ryong.

I went straight to see my father and told him exactly what had happened.

I told him everything from beginning to end. The only time my father got angry was when the story about the Bloodthirsty Horse came up.

If you touched the devil by leaving a bloody letter before, it is now certain that you touched the devil.

Whoever it is, I hope it’s me and not my father, because he’s very angry.

“Do you have any idea what is going on with Elder Thomas?”

I had hoped that my father might know something, since he had known Doma since he was young.

But my father didn’t say anything. I couldn’t tell if he didn’t know or if he knew but wasn’t telling me.

“This time, something is different.”

I just told you what I felt so far.

“At first I thought it was the guys behind it. But then I started to think that might not be the case.”

“Why do you think so?”

“While we were cutting off their financial resources in Shaanxi, here in Chongqing, they were pulling in Elder Doma to do something. It was a separate matter.”

At least it wasn’t revenge for the Seomseo incident.

And if my father hadn’t turned the carriage, things might have turned out very differently.

“Not only that, their methods are different. Up until now, they have been hiding in secret to build up their strength and plan for the future.”

In our school, Hwan-yeo was hiding as the owner of the flower garden, in the Murim Alliance, she was Jin-ha-gun’s master, and in the Sadomaeng, she was an instructor. It was the same in the Pungcheon Church, Bukhae Ice Palace, and the Geumryong Sangdan.

They were plotting and growing in power. Of course, the Twelve Kings were not the perfect ones of the future.

“But this time it’s different. They boldly attacked the Murim Alliance’s Junggyeongjidan and tried to kill Seo Gakju. At the same time, they tried to eliminate the Demon Destruction Commander and the Demon Destruction Corps. You know what the result will be, Father, don’t you?”

Their intentions were clear.

“They are trying to start a war between our church and the Murim Alliance.”

My father’s eyes shone coldly. My father dreamed of unifying the martial arts world, but how could he possibly wish for a war that was being played around by others?

“It may be that they changed their strategy because they have suffered so much up until now, but something is subtly different.”

Because it was a feeling based on instinct, I couldn’t give a clear answer.

But I don’t know.

“I think my father knows the answer.”