Absolute Regression Chapter 725

Episode 725: Eat Well, Live Well

Seo Dae-ryong said nothing.
He simply stared silently at Blood Heavenly Sword. The sight of Blood Heavenly Sword’s bright smile was deeply etched into his mind.

“Seo footnote.”

At Ilhwageomjon’s call, Seodaeryong suddenly came to his senses and looked at her.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“I must greet the guests.”

While I was looking at the blood clot, several unmanned people were waiting in line.

“Oh, yes.”

As Ilhwageomjon turned and walked away, Seodaeryong spoke to her.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

If she hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have noticed Master’s expression as I was busy receiving congratulations from the guests.

Ilhwa Geomjon nodded silently and walked away.
She headed towards Geommu-geuk. Geommu-geuk was standing a short distance away, conversing with Chwima.

“Since my brother isn’t upset, I’m the one who’s upset.”

Even though the returning Geommu-geuk didn’t show up, Chwima seemed completely unconcerned. He should have been grumbling and complaining.

“You must have been busy.”
“I wasn’t busy. I had time to visit you.”
“You must have been busy.”

The sword dance stared at the horse.

“Did something happen in the meantime? Are you sick? Is it incurable?”
“Once it’s over, it’s all meaningless. When I die, will I regret not coming to see you?”

At that time, Ilhwageomjon approached the two people and said.

“You’ve changed the way you express your disappointment. It’s a change of strategy, so don’t be fooled.”

The startled Chuma chuckled and looked up at the sky.
Leaving him behind, Geommu-geuk bowed politely to Ilhwa Geomjon.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t come to see you right after returning home.”
“I heard you were practicing martial arts.”

Ilhwageomjon, who had been quietly observing the sword dance, shook his head.

“Because you’re like this, I don’t have time to rest.”

It was said that she showed growth every time she saw her, and it also meant that she was still trying.

“Can I come visit you as a friend sometime soon?”

Ilhwageomjon smiled and nodded.

“Come anytime.”

Just then, a new demon arrived.
She was none other than the Sub-Hon Demon Lord. As a guest, she had kept her ghostly presence to a minimum, but even so, Geommu-geuk could recognize her immediately. She had grown considerably since the last time she had seen her. She, too, was growing steadily with each passing glance.

The Sub-Hon Demon Lord congratulated Seo Dae-ryong. She, too, had come not so much because of her friendship with Seo Dae-ryong as because of her relationship with the Blood Heavenly Demon.

After offering her congratulations, she came to Geommu-geuk to greet him. No matter what anyone said, the person she cared most about was Geommu-geuk. After all,
the person she most wanted to show her growth was the Sogyoju.

“This wait is so exciting and enjoyable.”

It meant he was waiting for the day she would grow up and become his own demon lord.
The Demon Lord smiled happily. These words were a reward for his past efforts and were enough to motivate him for his future endeavors.

The next guest to arrive, Mazon, had the most fearsome face of all.
Everyone held their breath at Kwonma’s appearance. His large back cut through the guests.
Kwonma went to Blood Heavenly Demon first, not Seodaeryong, to offer his congratulations.

“Congratulations.”
“Thank you for coming.”

The sword dance drama watched the two men converse.
They were the two closest to my father. So, they had a bond that only they had with him. And they also had a bond with me.

As the two people looked at each other and talked about something, Geommugeuk smiled and said.

“You’re not talking bad about me, are you?”

The two people continued their conversation without responding.

“You are too much!”

Chae-ran, watching from the sidelines, could sense the depth of their relationship with the cult leader from the way they remained silent and engaged in their own conversation.
Had she not experienced Geommu-geuk, she would have had to make all sorts of assumptions based on his actions.

At that moment, Geommugeuk saw someone and ran over to greet them happily.

“Master.”

Jo Chun-bae, well-dressed, stood in the far corner. Naturally, he was invited to this wedding.

“Your Majesty.”
“Welcome. Now, let’s go.”

Geommugeuk took his hand and led him to Seodaeryong.

“Actually, our master, aren’t you familiar with all the demons here? Would you mind going around and greeting them all?”
“Oh, please, don’t even joke around like that.”

Chai-ran watched silently as Geommu-geuk took Jo Chun-bae and introduced him to Seo Dae-ryong. The young sect leader welcomed him even more warmly than the demon lords. Had he not experienced Geommu-geuk beforehand, he would have pondered the true identity of the tavern owner.

“There is no need to doubt.”

The person who came next to her and spoke was Ian.

“I have no doubts.”

Now, I no longer thought that the sword dance was a trick. It was just something new and surprising every time I saw it.

“I just thought… it would be really hard to become that cult leader’s shadow.”

Then Ian smiled in an inexplicable way.

“No, it’s not hard, we’ll have a hard time.”

Chai-ran seemed to have a rough idea of what Ian meant.

At that moment, Geommu-geuk brought Jo Chun-bae to where they were.
Ian greeted Jo Chun-bae warmly.

“Come here and stay with us.”
“No, I can stay back there.”
“Stay with me.”

Not far from them sat the bride, Dan-ah.
She was astonished by the sheer number of guests.
The leaders of the Cheonmasingyo sect, the Dan-ahs, and the demon lords were among the guests. Never in her life had she seen or heard of such a grand wedding.

He worried that such a grand wedding would be dull. What on earth was he thinking?
And then a thought occurred to him again.

‘He was truly an amazing person.’

I was so grateful that such a great person liked me.

Geommu-geuk looked around. He had found Jo Chun-bae, but there were still others to find.

“By the way, why can’t you see me? I’ll be back in a bit.”

The sword dance performance, bustling with countless guests, set out to find someone.
The person they were looking for was crouching under a tree in the corner of the training ground. He was none other than the Poison King. He had come here without even saying hello.

Geommugeuk sat down next to him and asked.

“What’s this guy’s name?”
“It’s Hongduui (紅頭蟻).”

Indeed, the heads of the ants crawling on the ground were red.

“If you ignore it because it’s small, you’ll suffer.”

It appeared to be a highly toxic ant.

“When did you come?”

The answer came from behind the king instead of the poison king.

“We just got here.”

When I turned around, Mabul was standing there. And a little further away, my brother Geommuyang was there too.

“What is this strange encounter?”

Actually, there was nothing suspicious. My brother was close to Mabul, and Mabul was close to the Poison King.

“I know the name of this group. The Flames of Rebellion!”

To the sword dance drama’s nagging, the sword dance girl responded bluntly.

“That flame went out a long time ago. Whoever put it out so carelessly?”

Mabul smiled faintly at Geommuyang’s words. Geommuyang had now relaxed enough to make such jokes with ease.

“Since everyone is here, we should congratulate them first.”
“Let’s do it later.”

Of course, it seemed like everyone was caught up in the poison king’s obsession with ants.

“I thought you would enter with a golden glow since it’s been a while since you’ve been here?”

Today, Mabul’s body seemed less luminous than usual. It seemed as if he had moderated his intensity because he was a guest.

“At my wedding, you must come in shining so brightly that it blinds the guests.”
“Are you planning to get married too?”

When Mabul asked in surprise, Geommugeuk answered as if it was natural.

“Of course, I should do it.”

He answered so readily that it was almost as if he didn’t believe him.

“Even if I did, there would be so many shining people at your wedding that my brilliance would be nothing compared to it.”

I really thought it would be a wedding where I couldn’t even imagine who would come.

Just then, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Everyone’s eyes turned to one spot. Their relaxed postures straightened.

Even the Poison King, who seemed like he would just crouch down even if a bloody battle broke out next to him, rose from his seat.

Geom Woo-jin was walking toward them.
When he appeared, no one even held their breath. Those who had been wondering if the cult leader would show up were even more surprised.

Among them, the most surprised were Seo Dae-ryong and Dan-ah. They never dreamed the cult leader would attend their wedding.

Chuck, chuck, chuck!

Everyone standing in the path of Geumwoojin bowed and saluted. Though he offered no prayers, his mere presence overwhelmed everyone present.

Geum Woo-jin, who had been walking slowly, surprisingly found himself in the bride’s direction. He spoke to Dan-ah with gentle eyes.

“Congratulations on your wedding.”

It was surprising that the Demon Lord had come, but he had come to congratulate her first.
Dan-ah’s mind went blank, not knowing what to do.

“How is it, Master?”

To her surprise, Geumwoojin spoke calmly.

“Don’t we have a connection in the Central Plains?”

It was a comment about the food they sent from the table next to them, which had come to Geom Woo-jin.
Of course, that wasn’t why Geom Woo-jin had come. Naturally, he had attended because of the Bloody Heavenly Chopping Board, but he had taken care of her first, as she had committed suicide with only her two younger siblings.

“Thank you very much, Master.”

She was about to bow down in her formal attire without even realizing it, but the gentle energy that Geom Woo-jin gave off stopped her.

Danbi and Danyeon watched in awe as the cult leader turned and walked away.
Danyeon, who had sent the food to Geumwoojin that day, truly wanted to shout:

‘The most handsome and cool person in the world is the leader!’

After taking care of the bride like that, Geum Woo-jin approached Seo Dae-ryong.

“Congratulations on your wedding, Seo Kuk-ju.”
“Thank you, Reverend.”

Seo Dae-ryong was deeply moved. He was truly grateful that she had taken care of him before himself.

As Geom Woojin sat in the center, Geom Mu-geuk and Geom Mu-yang sat on either side of him, and the demon lords lined up to his left and right. Naturally, the Poison King and Ma-bul, who had been in the corners of the training hall, also sat there.

The wedding proceeded according to ceremony, and soon it was Hyeolcheon Doma’s turn to deliver the wedding speech.
Hyeolcheon Doma, who had never been nervous in front of anyone, felt nervous now.

Bloody Heavenly Horse, who had been clearing his throat for a moment, slowly opened his mouth.

“Today, in the presence of the stern leader, my disciple, Seo Dae-ryong, the Hwangcheon Gakju, and my beautiful bride, Dan-ah, have tied the knot as a heavenly bond.”

A smile appeared on Geommugeuk’s lips.

You guys, eat well and live well.

This was the bloody plan he’d been told to do. He must have really wanted to do it this way. He was giving his sermon, remembering exactly what he’d memorized.

“The groom, Seo Dae-ryong, once dedicated himself to the religion and walked the arduous path of magic…”

This wasn’t a place to indulge his own passions. This wasn’t a place to reveal his true character, but a precious place for Seo Dae-ryong and Dan-ah.

Everyone listened to the ceremonial address of the Bloody Sword Master. Some stuttered and others paused.

“……Life is a lonely road by nature, and finding a companion to walk that road with is perhaps the greatest blessing in life.”

Bloody Heavenly Doma’s words trailed off. He’d forgotten what he’d said next.
Embarrassed, Bloody Heavenly Doma closed his eyes, recalled his memories, and continued speaking. Given his pride, it was unthinkable, but he continued silently.

“…Don’t just focus on each other’s strengths, but soothe each other’s wounds. Lean back against each other and rest. Be together at all times. A couple is…”

Again, he forgot his next words, and Hyeolcheondoma continued his speech, recalling his memory. Embarrassed, he could have ended briefly.
But Hyeolcheondoma continued, word by word, to recite his prepared words.

Geom Woo-jin gazed deeply at the Blood Heavenly Sword Demon. Kwon Ma, Ilhwa Sword Master, Chwi Ma, and the other demon lords were no exception. Today, they were witnessing a new side of the Blood Heavenly Sword Demon for the first time in decades.

“……Let’s spend our last days together, looking at the stars in the field where we stopped after wandering the world of martial arts.”

That was the end of the sermon.
After the sermon, Hyeolcheon Doma looked at Seo Daeryong. Seo Daeryong was struggling to hold back tears, his eyes reddened.

Now, Bloody Heavenly Doma spoke his honest feelings. It wasn’t a pre-prepared speech, but something he wanted to say to his disciples and their wives at this very moment.

“I’ve never been married in my life. So I don’t know how to have a good married life.”

Seo Dae-ryong looked at his master with trembling eyes.

“I’ve never even been a good person. My life has been filled with nothing but misfortune.”

I almost shouted, “It’s not Seodaeryong, Master.”

“So I don’t really know what to say to you two.”

For a moment, Bloody Heavenly Swordmaster glanced at Geom Woojin, who was standing beyond the two men.
After exchanging glances with the cult leader, he slowly turned his head to look at Chwima, and then at Ilhwa Swordmaster.

“As I get older, I find myself regretting the past.”

Bloodthirsty Demon, who had gone outside for a moment, returned his gaze to Seodaeryong and Dan-ah.

“You are smart children, so don’t live a life of regret like this master.”

Seo Dae-ryong lowered his head. His shoulders shook slightly. The tears he had been holding back flowed. Dan-ah’s tears flowed from Seo Dae-ryong’s eyes as well. She knew exactly how Seo Dae-ryong felt about his master.

As the two shed tears, the bewildered Blood Heavenly Demon looked at Geommu-geuk.
Since a wedding was never supposed to be this solemn, Geommu-geuk smiled and stepped forward to the rescue.

“Our elders, how could you have held back from saying such things?”

Geommugeuk said, imitating the Bloody Sword Horse.

“You cultists, born and raised in darkness! Betrayal is death, so forge an eternal blood pact! Throw away your sword and embrace the Way!”

The demons laughed, and one corner of Geom Woo-jin’s mouth curled up. The tension on the Bloodthirsty Demon’s face eased, relieved that it was all over.

Since both of them had lost their parents, they skipped the formality of bowing to them.
Seo Dae-ryong and Dan-ah tried to bow to Hyeolcheon Doma. But Hyeolcheon Doma waved his hand and walked away.
Seo Dae-ryong and Dan-ah watched his back and bowed.

With that verse, the wedding ceremony of the two people came to an end.

As the two people bowed and stood up, a gust of wind blew.
Whoosh.
Then, a petal fell from the flower Dan-ah was holding.
It fluttered among the people and landed in Ilhwageomjon’s hand. A smile curled on her face, a flower-loving woman.

Geommu-geuk walked toward Seo Dae-ryong. He was smiling brightly. Seeing the expression on his face as he approached, Seo Dae-ryong thought, “Have I ever seen such a joyful face on the face of a young sect leader?”

Bang! Phuong! Bang!

Under the exploding fireworks, the sword dance performed on behalf of the Bloody Sword Demon, who had not yet been able to say the words.

“My right hand man, eat well and live well!”