Absolute Regression Chapter 605

Episode 605 What awaits us

“Are you the one who can change the fate of the martial arts world?”

It would have been nice if there had been talk that their relationship might change, but the Sword King was cold and resolute.

“Even so, our relationship will not change.”

Even though Geommu-geuk’s face was filled with earnestness, his answer did not change.
In fact, Geommu-geuk had expected him to answer like this. Up until now, they had formed a special bond, but it was not enough to hold hands.

The opponent was none other than the Sword King, who had become the first king among the twelve zodiac kings. How could one easily change the mind of such a person?
No, even if changing the mind was secondary, there was still a possibility that he would die. After all, they had decided to fight offstage.

Geommugeuk walked towards Bi-Gwi and hugged her.

“I’ve been abandoned. Send me back three hundred years.”

The Sword King watched the fussing and snickered. It seemed that he definitely wanted to see that sight again.

The swordsman who had been caressing the mirror like that suddenly asked.

“Is it because of debt?”

We had a conversation before. When asked why he joined hands with them, the Sword King answered like this. He said he owed them a debt.

Geommugeuk turned to Geomwang and spoke seriously.

“If it’s because of a debt, then bring this and pay it all off. I’ll give you this holy water!”

Then the Sword King leaned his face close to the Sword Dancer and asked.

“Why are you making a fuss about it being mine?”

The sword dance was not stopped and asked back.

“Why is this yours, teacher? It’s mine.”
“Yours?”
“You said you’d give me what’s in this room!”

-Please give me everything in this room.

These were the words spoken by Geommugeuk just before entering this room, the final gate.

“I never said I would do that.”

Of course, it was Geommu-geuk’s stubbornness. He had gone through all the trouble to dismantle the machinery in the basement of the Hwangryong Martial Arts Academy in order to obtain this secret weapon. There was no way he would give it up so easily.

“Didn’t you see that earlier? I came out of this water. I’m not an ordinary person.”

The Sword King could not refute that statement.

What if this really is the thing that will change the fate of the martial arts world? And what if this divine being is the one chosen by the Sogyoju? Isn’t the Sogyoju the one who will change the fate of the martial arts world, and at the same time, the owner of this divine being?

The sight of him not being able to say anything actually made Geommugeuk feel embarrassed.

“If you do this, I won’t be able to cry till the end.”

The Sword King approached the Bigwi behind the Sword Dance Theater. He reached out and touched it. As it had been for the past few days, the coldness was all the Bigwi allowed him.
The Sword King took his hand off the Bigwi and said.

“If you kill me, you can have it.”

The sword dance was silent.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”
“I’m thinking about it. I want it so badly that I’d kill the teacher to get it.”

You looked so worried.

“I don’t think it’s to that extent.”

The Sword King stared at the sword dance. The problem was that these words sounded sincere.

“This might be necessary to change the fate of the martial arts world.”
“It doesn’t matter. You are more important to me than this secret weapon.”

The Sword King looked at the Sword Dance with suspicious eyes.

“no way?”

When the sword dance came back, the eyes became deeper and the vitality became more vibrant.

“You went in and got something, so now you don’t need it? It’s empty. So you’re giving it to me?”

The sword dance did not deceive him.

“You really are quick-witted.”

Actually, that was half the truth. Geommugeuk said, looking at the mirror.

“It’s true that we gained something, but it’s not like we’re left with nothing but an empty shell.”

It was definitely a guy connected to the small crater. I didn’t know when or how he would surprise me again.

“But why do you want to give up?”

If there really is such a thing as destiny, I had faith that no matter where it was, it would connect with me again.
That was why I was able to focus on my relationship with him.

“I told you, you are more important than the teacher.”
“What do you know about me?”
“Isn’t it better when we don’t know each other well?”

The words of the sword master continued to the sword king who was startled for a moment.

“As we get to know more, we may be disappointed by the unknown aspects of ourselves, and we may feel bored. But not now. What is inside this person? What is it that makes people so attracted to him? What is it that he believes in and is persuading someone who could kill him?”
“Stop!”

At the same time as the Sword King shouted, a shoe flew in.
Geommugeuk caught the flying shoe with his hand.

“If you had thrown this shoe as a surprise attack, I would have died. You threw it as a joke before, so I let my guard down and caught it. But why didn’t you surprise me? Why did you kill me and go back to get the holy water and avenge my dead comrades! Why didn’t you take credit for it?”

The Sword King looked down at the shoes remaining on his waist.

“There’s still one left. So stop talking nonsense. You could really die.”

The reason the Sword King was angry was because he realized that his heart was growing unwilling to kill the Young Leader.

“What if our relationship changes? Are you trying to reveal all the secrets of our organization with me as your guide? Are you trying to kill everyone with me as your leader? ”
“No.”
“Then? Are you asking me to be your subordinate?”
“No, that’s not it either.”
“Or!”

The sword dance gave an unexpected message.

“I know that you are not the kind of person who should be by my side, sir. I also know that you are the kind of person who would suddenly put on those shoes and run away one day.”
“But why? Why do you keep trying to shake me up?”

To the sword king who was shouting and asking questions, Geommugeuk spoke even louder.

“If you didn’t like that, you shouldn’t have shown up in front of me with your hair tied back, wearing a shabby military uniform, carrying an old iron sword that you could buy anywhere on the street, and barefoot. You shouldn’t have shown up in front of me, wearing a black magic sword, two or three layers of robes, and wrapped in the finest silk, while I try to survive!”
“!”
“I can’t kill someone like that. No, I won’t kill them. For my sake, I won’t do anything I’ll regret for a long time.”

The Sword King was speechless because he had not expected to hear such words.
The emotion he felt in his heart at that moment was joy. He felt good. He did not know why he felt good, but he felt really good. He wondered if he had ever felt this good.

Breaking the awkward silence, the Sword King spoke bluntly.

“Is it just because of my mood?”

Geommugeuk also answered bluntly.

“That’s all? That’s what I want, that’s the freedom I want.”
“That’s just nonsense. If only I had seemed free.”
“So come to me. Pay off your debt, shake off all the bonds that are holding you back, and come to me.”
“And then?”

Then, the most surprising words from the conversation so far came out of Geommugeuk’s mouth. It was a word that surprised the Sword King more than the words that he had been to the world three hundred years ago.

“Be my friend.”

The Sword King made the most absurd expression since they had met. You crazy bastard, shut up! Instead of saying this, the Sword King asked.

“Are you serious?”
“I am serious. Aren’t there friends in this world who transcend age?”
“Why friends among all the relationships?”
“My master is waiting for me from above. That’s why I don’t need a master. The person who came with me is the Sword Lord. Since the Sword Demon Lord is already here, I can’t serve him as the Sword Demon Lord. I like to travel alone, so I don’t need a signalman. As a junior cult leader, I have more than enough subordinates. So please be my friend. I hear a lot about that old man. That’s why we can be a good match.”

The Sword King could feel that the Sword Dancer was speaking sincerely.

“Be a friend who sees you when you want to see her, helps you when you need to help her, and sometimes even throws shoes at each other.”

Then he held out his shoe again.
The Sword King, who had been staring at the shoe for a moment, reached out his hand to take it, but then his expression hardened as he thought of something.

“Is Amazon waiting for me up there?”
“Yes. He will definitely be waiting for me.”

The Sword King sighed. It was the moment when he suddenly woke up from a pleasant dream.

“That’s why we can’t be friends.”
“What do you mean?”
“Because there are people up there waiting for me.”

In other words, it means that the demons must have died to him.

“If you climb up there, you will fall into deep sorrow. You will draw your sword and aim it at me in sorrow for losing your teacher and the Sword Lord. But I understand.”

Because I knew very well how skilled the King was. And there were also masters who came with him.

“Master and Sword Master would not have lost to anyone.”
“We know the strength of the Demon Lord. He is not someone that the two of them can handle.”

The Sword King couldn’t hide his sad eyes.

“All that awaits us is an empty, unarmed battle between you and me.”

On the other hand, Geommugeuk’s eyes were filled with faith.

“What if the two of you are standing safely on that stage?”

“Father, I will guard you, so go in and rest for a while.”

Kwon-ma shook his head at Ian’s words.

“It’s okay.”

Several days passed and the sword dance did not come up.
During that time, Kwon-ma did not leave the stage. He ate here and slept there instead of eating breakfast.

Ian realized this anew. He had vaguely thought of his father and the Geommu Theater as being nothing more than a teacher-student relationship, but his father cared much more about the Geommu Theater than he had thought.

“Don’t worry too much. The little sect leader will come up and make some silly jokes.”

Kwonma nodded silently while looking at Ian.
The reason he did not leave this place and stayed there was not just because he hoped that when the Sword Dance came up here, he would be the one waiting for him.

There was also a reason to want to respond as quickly as possible in case an urgent situation arose related to the Sword Dance Theater. I didn’t want my brief absence to become a regret for the rest of my life.

There was also Yeonbaek-in at the corner of the stage.
He had cleaned up the corpses and broken pieces, but he had not left yet.
It was a voluntary decision. Kwon-ma and Il-hwa-geom-jon did not care whether he left or not.

Yeon Baek-in had not yet given up hope. He was only waiting for the Sword King to come up from the underground. Where would he go after abandoning this Yellow Dragon Martial Artist? He held on to the end, mistaking his resignation for determination.

Unlike Kwonma, Ilhwageomjeon was free to come and go. He trained in martial arts and slept comfortably.

I only said one thing to Ian about the sword dance.

“Who cares about whom?”

She said that, but as the sword dance performance didn’t come up for several days, she was worried inside.

‘Little Leader, I know you like to joke around, but don’t joke around like this.’

I decided that if the sword dance performance didn’t come up after today, I should consult with Kwon Ma about going down together.

It was just then.

Slurp.

The chair with the organ device lowered down.
Everyone there was startled. Ilhwageomjon flew up and landed behind Kwonma. Ian also stood behind his father and only looked at the place where the chair had been.

Slurp.

After a while, the chair was raised again.
The expressions of the three people watching hardened at the same time.
The person sitting on the chair was not Geommu-geuk, but Geomwang.
Kwon-ma looked at his opponent with cold eyes.

A barefoot man with his hair tied back and an iron sword hanging from his waist.

Even though he didn’t show any prayer, I could immediately feel that he was no ordinary master. Is it possible to have this much presence without showing any proper prayer?

Kwon-ma clenched his fist more forcefully than ever.

Meanwhile, the Sword King who came up to the ground was shocked by the unexpected sight. Instead of the people who should have been there, there were Demon Lords.
There were only traces of fierce battles around, and the King of Fist was nowhere to be found. Judging from the situation, it seemed that he, his disciples, and the masters who came with him were all dead.

Kwonma asked in a soft tone.

“Where is the young leader?”

The Sword King could feel it. The sword horse in front of him was stronger than he had expected. The same goes for the Ilhwa Sword Lord standing behind him. This was the reason why the Sword King was not here.

The gaze of Ilhwageomjon looking at the Sword King also became serious. He had a greater presence than any enemy he had ever seen before.

She also revealed her prayer and spoke in a cold tone.

“I asked where the young leader was.”

Saaaaaaaaaaah!

In an instant, their prayers clashed with each other.

The place where Kwonma, Ilhwageomjon, and Ian were standing, and the surrounding area was filled with sword blades. It felt like even a single step would cut through their flesh.

Among the countless blades, there is only one blade aimed at the Sword King.

A wind blew between the blades. It wasn’t a strong wind, but it was a wind that cooled the heart and soul.

As the prayers of these three people clashed, a tense situation unfolded where they seemed ready to attack each other at any moment.
The tension was so tight that it seemed as if it would snap if anyone took a deep breath.

That was it!

Slurp.

The chair began to descend again.
And then it rose again carrying the most welcome person.

“I knew this would happen.”

Geommugeuk said with a smile, feeling the eerie prayer unfolding around him.

“That’s why I said I’d go up first, right?”

At that sight, Kwon-ma, Il-hwa-geom-jon, and Ian were finally relieved. Geommu-geuk had returned in its original form.

Geommu-geuk met Kwon-ma’s eyes. He had a scary and blunt face, but just by looking at his eyes, he could tell what kind of feelings he had as he waited for him.

Ilhwageomjon finally returned, he smiled, and Ian, whose legs had relaxed as the tension eased, sat down on the floor and smiled brightly while watching the sword dance.

Geommu-geuk looked around. The fierce battle
must have been so intense that the surroundings were empty. And when he saw that only the chair leading to the underground remained, he was deeply moved inside. The moment he saw that, he felt that it was the heart of Kwon-ma for him.

Kwonma stood in the center, with Ilhwageomjon and Ian on the left and right.
The three of them respectfully greeted Geommugeuk while giving him a round of applause.

“I meet the young sect leader.”

Kwon Ma defeated Kwon Wang and guarded this place just to say this one word. Just for this moment.

The sword dance was performed politely and with courtesy.

“I believed you would wait.”

Kwonma’s words were enough. Living up to that belief was the mission and joy of the man named Kwonma, passed down from the time of the cult leader.

Geommu-geuk looked back at Geomwang. Geomwang was looking at him with a variety of emotions on his face.
He hoped that there would be relief among those complex emotions.

“Now, let’s continue with what we were talking about.”