Absolute Regression Chapter 642

Episode 642 Who is coming to kill?

A dozen or so carriages ran in a line.
The dragons painted on the walls of the carriages looked as if they would ascend to heaven at any moment.
The passing warriors politely gave a round of applause to the carriages. Only one person in the infinite could drive a carriage with a dragon on it.
Indeed, the carriage in the lead had a flag symbolizing the leader of the martial arts world.

The carriage that ran stopped in front of Musojang.
The doors of the ten carriages lined up opened at the same time.
Jin Paecheon got off the seventh carriage. The guards got off the rest of the carriages.
In the official procession of the leader of the martial arts world, more than ten carriages of the same type moved together so that no one could tell which carriage they were riding in.

As the Jinpaecheon came down, the warlords guarding the Musojang all bowed down and gave a round of applause. The warlords had been guarding the place ever since the Cheon-ae Geosa was surprised.

“Meet the leader!”

Jinpaecheon entered the Musojang while being welcomed by the warriors. The warriors guarding the yard also greeted him respectfully.
At least the warriors who came here respected and followed Cheon-ae Geosa more than the leader of the martial arts world.

When Cheon-ae Geosa heard the news of the leader’s procession, he came out.

“Meet the leader.”

Although they were old friends, since they were together as warlords, Cheon-ae Geosa showed respectful courtesy to the leader.

“Are you feeling better?”
“Thank you for worrying about me. I’m feeling better. Now, please come inside.”

The two entered the building. Only after Cheon-ae Geosa cleared everyone around him did they start talking freely.

“I’m sorry, I should have come earlier.”
“No, I’m sorry. I appreciate you coming even though you’re busy.”

Hwa Ryul-cheong grabbed Jin Pae-cheon’s hand. Hwa Ryul-cheong’s hand was so dry that it felt like he was holding onto a dry tree branch.

Jinpaecheon handed over a small box he had prepared in his arms.

“What is this?”

When Hwa-Yul-Cheong opened the box, there was a small elixir inside.

“It’s a blood-replenishing elixir.”

Bo-hyeol-dan was a medicine taken when one had lost a lot of blood, and was the best medicine to replenish energy when injured.

“Why did you bring such a precious thing?”
“What is more precious to me than you?”
“Thank you. I will take it well.”
“Take it now. You will sell it later and use it to help people. Take it in front of me.”

The two people’s gazes met in the air. Jin Pae-cheon did not back down.

“Okay.”

Hwa Yul-cheong took the blood-saving pills on the spot and restored his vital energy.
There was no better medicine for his injuries, so Hwa Yul-cheong’s complexion immediately improved.

“Thank you.”
“Thank you.”
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you. Want to grab a drink?”

Jinpaecheon shook his head.

“What about drinking alcohol after taking medicine? It’s okay.”
“Then let’s have some tea. There’s some tea I made earlier.”

While Hwa-Yul-Cheong prepared tea, Jin-Pae-Cheon looked around the inside.
Nothing had changed since the last time he had been there. The furniture, the desk, everything was old and cheap. He was a man who used all his money to help the poor.
The guards who had come out of their own volition to protect him were telling him about his life.

I couldn’t believe that this kind of person was behind the conspiracy.

Hwaryul Cheong brought a teapot to the table.

There will come a time when you will have to wonder if your tea has been poisoned.

“How long has it been? Is this the first time you’ve seen me since the three-way meeting?”

Hwarulcheong remembered their last meeting clearly.

“You were pretty excited that day, weren’t you?”
“Me?”

I was excited? Jinpaecheon couldn’t quite remember whether he had been. On the other hand, Hwayulcheong remembered that day clearly.

“That day, you talked more about the minor cult leader than the demon cult leader or the apostle leader. You said that he would become scary when he grew up.”

I remember. I guess it sounded like he was excited. Maybe he was really excited. Hwa-Yul-Cheong was the only person I could honestly express my feelings to.

“That cult leader has come to Muhan.”

Hwa Yul-cheong’s hand, which was holding the teacup, stopped. A look of surprise crossed Hwa Yul-cheong’s expression above the teacup.

“Is that true?”

Jinpaecheon told the truth.

“There are those who forged and sold the secret weapon of the new religion. It’s the very secret weapon that attacked Janelle.”
“So the leader of the demonic cult came here himself for that?”

Hwaryulcheong made a face of incomprehension.

Jinpaecheon remembered what Geommugeuk had said.

Fight with sincerity, and you may be able to see something that only the Lord knows.

“It’s not just because of that.”

Jinpaecheon showed his cards first. He didn’t come here to fight.

“They suspect you are behind it.”

Hwa-Yul-Cheong looked like he didn’t know how to take these words or how to react, and then he ended up just laughing in vain.

“Why does the Demonic Cult put such an absurd accusation on me?”

Hwa-Yul-Cheong didn’t even mention that you probably wouldn’t believe that. It seemed as if he assumed that Jin-Pae-Cheon would naturally not believe it.

“Then does that have something to do with my surprise attack?”
“It’s very likely.”
“It seems like they’re plotting something.”

The word conspiracy struck Jin Pae-cheon’s heart.

Whose conspiracy is this?

Is it a sword dance or a fire dance?

Jin Pae-cheon got up from his seat and walked to the window.
Hwa-yul-cheong sat down and watched his back.
There was silence for a moment. Jin Pae-cheon’s back, which was different from usual, forced a question.

“Are you doubting me?”

The answer came quickly, despite the difficult question.

“How could that be? I’ve been watching your life from the sidelines my whole life. But… why would such a smart person make such a ridiculous accusation like you said? I can’t stop thinking about that.”

But Hwa-Yul-Cheong was looking into his friend’s mind precisely.

“No, you’re shaking right now.”

Jin Pae-cheon did not deny it.
Not denying it at this time.
This was exactly what Geommu-geuk intended. He thought that if he held on to the truth and faced it, at least he would not be swayed.
Jin Pae-cheon honestly revealed his feelings.

“Yes, I admit it. The young cult leader is the one who gave me that much faith.”

If it weren’t for the Geommu Theater, I would have never suspected Hwa Yul-cheong. Even if clear evidence had come out, even if the joint judgment letter he wrote had come out, I would have trusted my friend.

Because of the sword dance, he was doing something to his friend that he would never do.

Because the trust that had been built up throughout one’s life was destroyed overnight.

“Do you remember the day we first met?”

Hwa-Yul-Cheong’s answer to Jin-Pae-Cheon’s question was heard.

“How could I forget?”

Hwarulcheong added with eyes full of regret for the past.

“My life changed when I met you that day.”

Jin Pae-cheon, who was looking out the window, slowly turned around and looked at Hwa-yul-cheong.
Was it because this situation was so heartbreaking? Hwa-yul-cheong said something to Jin Pae-cheon that she had never said before.

“Do you know why I have lived my life helping people like this?”

I wondered if there was any other reason besides his chivalrous personality.

“It was because of you.”
“It was because of me?”
“Before I met you, I wasn’t the kind of person who would sacrifice so much for others.”

However, the reason he lived this kind of life was something Jin Pae-cheon could not have imagined.

“I wanted to be a friend worthy of you.”
“!”

It was a fact that Jinpaecheon didn’t know. He had never said anything like that before.

“I’ve always been a magpie with a torn leg.”

Hwa-Yul-Cheong’s gaze was directed at Jin-Pae-Cheon’s teacup, from which he had not taken a single sip. His eyes seemed to be saying this.

I’ve lived this life because of you, and you doubt me just because of Mine’s words?

Because he didn’t ask any questions, his eyes looked even sadder.

Jinpaecheon said goodbye calmly. He realized that his emotions had become too intense and he could no longer look at him rationally.

“I hope the day comes when I can sincerely apologize. Then take care of yourself.”

As I walked slowly past him, Hwa-Yul-Cheong said.

“You can doubt me, but you can also doubt the cult leader. The cult leader is a scary person who can separate you and me to this extent.”

Hwarulcheong conveyed his sincere concern to his friend.

“I’m fine, please be careful.”

Jinpaecheon stood in the pavilion of Cheongunrim.
It was the pavilion in the bamboo forest where he had met Geommuyang earlier. Today, too, the place was covered in fog.

Geommu-geuk arrived there. The person who contacted him to meet him was Jin Pae-cheon. He thought that since he had met his friend, it was time to meet Geommu-geuk.

The sword dance went up to the pavilion and stood next to Jinpaecheon.

“Coming here, I kept thinking about what the wisest choice I could make was.”
“Have you found the answer?”
“Yes, I have.”

The two people who had been looking at the fog turned their gazes toward each other. Jinpaecheon’s eyes were still searching for the truth.

“It’s faith. No matter what the lord thinks of me, I must trust the lord. I must tell the lord everything. So that there will be no misunderstandings between the lord and me. That’s my conclusion.”

No matter how clear and deep the words were spoken with his eyes, it was not easy for Jin Pae-cheon to fully convey his feelings.

“Rather, it is because of beliefs that the truth is sometimes obscured.”

This was true for both Geommugeuk and Hwaryulcheong.

“I’m on my way back from meeting that friend.”

I already knew about the sword dance. I had an official procession.

“You told me everything honestly.”
“So what did you say?”

Geommugeuk was curious about Hwaryulcheong’s reaction.

“I thought you would be angry, but you didn’t.”

I thought that if Hwarulcheong had responded so calmly and composedly, nothing would have been discovered. But on the contrary, it was because of that that Jinpaecheon discovered something.

“Rather, looking at that friend who was worried about me, I realized one thing.”

Jinpaecheon’s gaze turned towards Geommugeuk.

“The fact that he never got angry at me even once.”

Jinpaecheon said it again, emphasizing it.

“We’ve been friends for decades, and he’s never been angry with me. I realized that today, surprisingly. Yes, that’s possible. He’s such a good-natured friend. Do you know what I was like?”

Geommugeuk said with a smile.

“The lord must have been very angry.”

Although he is now older and has better control over his emotions, he was originally a rough and violent person.

“No. I’ve never been angry at that person either.”

It was a surprising result for both the audience listening to the sword dance and Jin Pae-cheon, the person involved.

“Considering my personality when I was young, this was impossible. I thought about it on the way here. Why did I never get angry at that person?”

And Jinpaecheon found the answer.

“That guy always suited my mood.”

Jinpaecheon had never seriously thought about this part in his life. He was a good-natured friend, so it was comfortable to meet him.

“Even when he was the successor, and even when he became the leader, he always gave me everything. When I got angry, he got angry with me, and when I was happy, he was happy with me.”

In short, he was a really good friend.

“But come to think of it, that guy has never once shown me his feelings. Neither happiness nor sadness. He’s never even been annoyed.”

If he had that kind of personality originally, then it could be possible.

“He is a man who does not spare tears for the poor. He is a man who gets more angry than anyone else when he sees injustice. But he has never expressed his overflowing emotions to me.”

Jinpaecheon asked Geommugeuk with eyes demanding an answer.

“Because I’m the leader? Because I’m having a hard time?”

Jinpaecheon was excited, and it was the first time he had spoken so much to someone. He really didn’t know that it would be Geommu-geuk.

Finally, Geommugeuk, who had been listening, opened his mouth.

“Thanks to you, we were able to come this far?”
“!”
“There was nothing that could ruin our relationship, and we have been able to build a friendship steadily over the decades, haven’t we?”

How could he not feel uncomfortable with suspecting his old friend as the leader of the martial arts world? That was also a distortion of the relationship that he had discovered himself. Jin Pae-cheon’s suspicions turned to Geommu-geuk again.

“Aren’t you the same when it comes to treating people with kind words?”

The sword dance calmly persuaded him.

“If I were the real leader and not a temporary leader, you could suspect that the main church was behind this situation. I’m good at causing discord and being clever. But as long as my father is the leader, we won’t use this method. My father will just push through. He’ll say, “Try to stop me.”

I couldn’t deny that. The Geum Woo-jin I knew was that kind of man.

“Furthermore, you would not create this situation.”

Geommugeuk relayed the news to Jinpaecheon.

“The nomads who broke the Golden Horse Pass are coming here.”
“!”

Jinpaecheon knows better than anyone what the Golden Horse is. It was a Golden Horse that had been passed down to the Cheonmasin Sect for hundreds of years.
He judged that the reason they did not kill the masters of the Demonic Sect who had committed sins but instead let them live was to use them when a fight with the Murim Alliance broke out.

“Breaking the Golden Horse Command means disobeying the leader’s command. Are you using those people to plan things? If you think so, you are seriously mistaken about our father.”

It was a helpful moment for the Nomads to break the Golden Horse.
Jinpaecheon also sympathized with Geommugeuk’s words.

“Who is coming?”
“The Demon King and the White Bone Demon are coming.”

Jinpaecheon’s expression hardened. If he handled it wrong, he would cause a storm of blood.

“Why are they coming?”
“We didn’t send them, so how would we know? But killing people is what they do best, so they must have come to kill someone.”

A cold aura flowed out of Jinpaecheon’s body.
He had been maintaining his composure for the sake of Maeng and Jeongpa Murim, despite his anger that was on the verge of exploding. Now even the sinners of the Demonic Cult are coming?

Geommugeuk said something surprising to that cold anger.

“I believe the lord knows who is coming to kill.”
“Me?”

Geommugeuk asked Jinpaecheon, who was making an expression of bewilderment that went beyond surprise. If their goal is to divide the school and the Murim Alliance.

“Do you think you wouldn’t be able to stand it if they killed someone?”