Absolute Regression Chapter 731

Episode 731: Heaven Gives Everything to the Sword Master

“Why is that person here?”

When Blood Heavenly Sword Master was surprised to see Ilhwa Sword Master, his reaction was returned as it was.

“That seems like the question I should be asking.”

She also said that she didn’t know that she would meet Blood Heavenly Sword here, so Blood Heavenly Sword’s gaze naturally turned towards Geommu-geuk.

“I am planning to leave the school with the Master, and I would like to take you with me.”

Bloody Heavenly Doma was flustered. He hadn’t expected to be called in this situation.

“Well, you should’ve told me in advance.”
“I was worried you wouldn’t come. And it could be dangerous if the two of us went out alone, right?”

Bloodthirsty Demon asked back as if he was dumbfounded.

“Who is in danger? The martial arts world? This martial arts world?”

Then, Bloody Heavenly Sword Master glanced at Ilhwa Sword Master. Ilhwa Sword Master simply stood there, saying nothing. With that kind of reaction, how could he possibly ask her to come with him?

“I don’t like it!”

Bloodthirsty Demon refused and turned away.

“Oh, then I guess we’ll have to go by ourselves.”

At Geommu-geuk’s regretful words, the back of the Bloody Heavenly Swordsman flinched.
How could Geommu-geuk not understand his feelings? He felt like he was going to follow him, pretending he couldn’t win, so hurry and catch him.

If he truly hated this situation, Blood Heavenly Sword would have simply flown away and disappeared. Knowing better than anyone that he wanted to go with him, he didn’t tell Ilhwa Sword Master in advance and instead resorted to this nonsense.

It was at that moment that the sword dance was about to call him.

“Let’s go together.”

The one who spoke was surprisingly Ilhwa Geomjon.
Blood Heavenly Demon turned around with a surprised expression. Geommu-geuk also looked at Ilhwa Geomjon in surprise. I thought he’d be angry for calling Blood Heavenly Demon without saying a word.

“no, I do not want?”

Blood Heavenly Sword Master flinched and answered Ilhwa Sword Master’s question.

“It’s not that I hate it.”

As if he had nothing more to say, Ilhwageomjon turned and walked toward the carriage.
Geommugeuk knew the two had been getting along well recently. The fact that the Hyeoncheondoma garden was still well-kept was proof of that. That’s why he had suggested they go together.

Bloody Heavenly Sword asked Geommu-geuk.

“Where are you going?”
“Have you heard of the Sword and Sword?”
“It’s been noisy lately. Why is it there?”

As expected, Blood Heavenly Sword Master wasn’t just reading books. He was well-versed in the affairs of the martial arts world.
Just then, Ilhwa Sword Master, who had boarded the carriage first, called out to the two men.

“Aren’t you going?”

The two men hurried onto the carriage.
Geommu-geuk loaded the luggage onto the carriage and sat down on the driver’s seat. Awkward or not, he wanted to drive the carriage himself, ensuring they had as much time alone as possible.

“Okay, let’s go!”

It was the first time that three people left the church together.

* * *

That evening, after resting his horses, Geomwugeuk prepared for camp.
He lit a bonfire and made a place for the two demon lords to rest.
Geomwugeuk’s massive leather bag contained everything. The largest item was a fur pelt, perfect for the two demon lords to sleep comfortably in. Geomwugeuk had specially acquired it for this journey, a soft and fluffy hide of the highest quality.

On the first day, we ate dinner with food Geommu-geuk had prepared in advance.
After dinner, Geommu-geuk looked at the Heavenly Destruction Road and spoke.

“The old man’s talent was so striking.”

Geommugeuk took out a piece of cloth from the Hyuknang.

“How about wrapping it up with this?”

I prepared some extremely worn-out fabric to make it look shabby.

“I can’t wrap such a cloth around my waist!”
“So I’ll wrap it myself.”

Bloody Heavenly Swordmaster couldn’t persist in his stubbornness. As Geommu-geuk had said, the report was so extraordinary that there might be someone who recognized the Great Way of Destruction. Unable to cause trouble with such a thing, he finally gave in to his stubbornness.

The sword dance began to wrap around the heavenly path of destruction.

“Even if it’s frustrating, just endure it for a little longer.”

Ilhwa Geomjon intervened in Geommu-geuk’s words and said:

“You’re very patient, but that’s because you’re impatient.”

The swordsman said with a smile.

“You’re certainly a fiery old man.”
“You’re just as bad-tempered now as you were then. How can you never change?”

When Ilhwageomjon saw the scar, Hyeolcheondoma spoke bluntly.

“Who is going to say that to whom? If it’s a temper….”

Bloody Heavenly Swordsman was about to say that she too had a similar personality, but stopped short. She had already drawn her sword with a single glance.

“Eventually, you’ll lose your temper and draw your sword first.”
“Me? That’s ridiculous!”
“I’ll bet.”
“Let’s bet.”

The two people stared at each other and then looked back at the sword dance.

“Yes, I will be a witness to this bet.”

Since the Sword Dance Theater preferred to handle things quietly, it would be best if the two of them could tolerate it as much as possible.

“You always have to stake something to make a bet. What will you bet on?”

Since the two of them couldn’t suddenly come up with something like that, Geommugeuk decided on it.

“How about giving each other what we want?”

It was easy to think, “Do you know what I want?” But
the two Amazons nodded without question.

After making that bet, Blood Heavenly Sword asked Geommu Geuk.

“Do you think they are involved in this recent investigation?”

Ilhwageomjon also waited for Geommugeuk’s answer.
He suspected that was why Geommugeuk had asked to go with him. There must have been a reason for him to leave the sect so soon after descending from Daecheonsan.
And indeed, it was as he had expected.

“I think it’s worth taking a look.”

Bloody Heavenly Sword and Ilhwa Sword Lord exchanged glances. There must be a reason why the Young Leader is acting this way. Therefore, this incident was no longer Ilhwa Sword Lord’s personal affair.

“It’s true that we asked you to protect us, Elder.”
“What power does an old man have?”
“Of course. Of all the demons, you are the most vigorous. I think you are the youngest among them. And you think the most youthful, too.”

Blood Heavenly Swordsman spoke to Ilhwa Swordsman on his behalf. He intends to continue to speak these words throughout this journey. That’s why he’s going with me. His goal is to have Blood Heavenly Swordsman return with confidence.

“Okay, that’s all.”

The sword dance returned the sword that had been wrapped in cloth. After wrapping the cloth, the Heaven-destroying Sword became an ordinary sword.

“There should be no need to unravel that cloth.”

The bloodthirsty demon who had received the Tao said as he lay down.

“Who would dare to bring such a bloody wind to such a place? How could it be as one wishes?”

* * *

The carriage continued its journey the next day.
The destination kept changing.
Even now, the battle for the market stalls was still raging, and the owners of the stalls were constantly changing.

Geommu-geuk didn’t rush. He believed that if he continued to follow the information coming in through Eunwol and Tongcheon-gak, he would eventually encounter the final master. This would be even more so if they were behind it. It would be a conspiracy designed to lure him out.

And today, Ilhwageomjon said something unexpected.

“I’ll make dinner tonight.”

Geommugeuk asked with a surprised face.

“Your Majesty the Sword Master said you would do it?”
“Why? Don’t you find it appealing?”
“No. What greater honor could there be? I’ll brag about it to everyone I meet!”

Geommu-geuk looked at Hyeoncheon Doma. He seemed ready to say something, but his expression was delicate.

Ilhwageomjon also hunted herself. She flew away and caught two rabbits herself.

“I’ll make you some rabbit porridge.”
“Oh, I can’t wait! This is my first time eating it.”

While Ilhwageomjon was grooming the rabbit, Geommu-geuk washed and prepared the vegetables and mushrooms Ilhwageomjon had requested.
Even though it was a dagger for cooking, Ilhwageomjon was a black sword, and he prepared the ingredients with truly expert skill.

“Do you have a pot and seasoning?”
“Of course. Everything is prepared here.”

Geommugeuk took out some seasoning from his pouch and gave it to her.

Step by step step by step!

The way he sprinkled the seasoning on the food seemed like a martial arts demonstration. The elegant display reached a peak of anticipation.
And so, the dinner prepared by Ilhwageomjon was completed.

“thank you for this food!”

The moment when the sword dance drama takes a bite.

“!”

Geommu-geuk’s eyes widened.
It was tasteless. What was this mysterious flavor? Was it because his expectations were high? No. It was objectively tasteless.

“How does it taste?”

In response to Ilhwageomjon’s expectant question, Geommugeuk forced a smile and said.

“It’s delicious! It’s the most unique dish I’ve ever had!”

“I couldn’t bring myself to say it was the most delicious,”
Ilhwageomjon said with a smile.

“I made this for our demon swordsmen before. They all said it was delicious and ate it well.”

That’s because they’re subordinates! There’s no subordinate so crazy as to say, “Your Majesty, it’s tasteless!” Even the Young Leader can’t do that.

Ilhwageomjon also ate the porridge he had made. He ate it with an expression that said it wasn’t that bad.

Ah! Heaven gave everything to the Sword Lord and took away his sense of taste!

Geommu-geuk glanced at Hyeolcheon Doma.
Hyeolcheon Doma picked up the bowl of porridge and drank from it.

“It tastes good.”

But I saw the sword dance. The porridge in the bowl of the bloody sword didn’t decrease at all.

‘I plan to secretly get rid of that dead body with my true power!’

Now I knew. The identity of that subtle expression he had on his face when he said he would cook.

‘The old man knew! What kind of dish would come out!’

Indeed, it was so.
Bloody Heavenly Sword recalled the past.

“Your skills are truly the same. Nothing has changed.”

At those words, Ilhwageomjon made a surprised expression.

“Do you still remember that?”

She, too, still remembered the day she cooked for Hyeoncheon Doma. That day when she was young.

“How could I forget that taste?”

I had eaten a meal she had prepared herself a long time ago, but only once.

“That was the first cooking I ever did in my life.”

As if he was learning this for the first time, Hyeoncheon Doma opened his eyes wide in surprise.

“Was that the first time?”

Ilhwageomjon nodded.

“I memorized it from a cookbook the night before.”

At those words, Blood Heavenly Sword’s eyes trembled slightly. The two met eyes for a moment, then looked away.
Geommu-geuk subtly expressed his envy.

“I hope so. Have you tried your first dish, Master Geomjon?”

Bloody Heavenly Swordsman slurped down the porridge he was holding. Of course, only Geommu-geuk, standing nearby, could see him frowning as if he were drinking the poison of the Poison King. Still, Bloody Heavenly Swordsman bravely ate it all.

Now, it was Geommu-geuk himself who had to dispose of the remaining porridge with his true power.
Of course, he couldn’t bring himself to do so, and Geommu-geuk emptied the remaining porridge. Bloody Heavenly Demon watched with satisfaction.

As the sword dance was about to end, Ilhwa Sword Master’s words came out like a bolt from the blue.

“I’ll cook tomorrow too. I’ll catch a duck and make duck soup for you!”

An earthquake struck Geommu-geuk and Hyeolcheon Doma simultaneously.
Geommu-geuk quickly stepped forward.

“No, I’ll take care of it from tomorrow onwards! It’s only worth enjoying a special dish occasionally.”
“Is that so?”
“Well, since you’ve eaten, how about a cup of tea?”

While the sword dance was being performed, Bloody Chopping Board washed the dishes. The two men, having overcome their crisis, looked at each other with a smile of relief.

After a while, Ilhwageomjon was impressed by the taste of the tea that Geommugeuk had brought.

“How did you know it was my favorite tea?”
“Oh, really? I didn’t know that. I had this tea at my grandmother’s house a long time ago, and it was so delicious that I knew about it.”

Then Ilhwageomjon looked at Hyeoncheondoma.

“Do you remember this car?”

Then, Blood Heavenly Swordmaster nodded.
Geommu-geuk asked Ilhwa Geomjon.

“Is there any story?”

Ilhwageomjon simply smiled faintly. He could tell from their expressions that it was the tea that Blood Heavenly Demon had once given her as a gift.

Although they once hated each other so much, a few memories filled their lives.

“The tea tastes good, and the atmosphere is great. I’m glad I came.”

After finishing the tea, I prepared to go to bed.
Geommu-geuk took a thick book out of his pocket and gave it to Hyeolcheon Doma.

“You didn’t know you’d be coming this far, so you didn’t prepare anything, did you?”
“What’s this?”
“I prepared this for you to read if you’re bored.”

That book was Blood Heavenly Swordsman’s favorite. It was something he’d read whenever his mind was troubled. The book, as well as the cloth he’d prepared in advance to prepare for the Tao, seemed determined to take him with him.
Blood Heavenly Swordsman looked at him.

“You were sure I would go.”
“I tried to persuade you somehow.”

Bloodthirsty Demon, who had been wearing a look of disapproval, placed a book on the Extermination Sword and began to read slowly.
Geommu-geuk leaned back and looked up at the night sky.

“good night.”

Ilhwageomjon sat eating breakfast. His expression was gentle, as if he was thinking about something good.

At dawn, Geommu-geuk woke up from his slumber.
Beyond the extinguished campfire, he saw the backs of Hyeolcheon Doma and Ilhwa Geomjon sitting side by side, gazing up at the dawn sky.
The two remained silent, simply gazing at the stars. Though they remained silent, it felt as if countless conversations were taking place.

Geommu-geuk lay down and gazed up at the stars for a moment. Then he closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

* * *

The Geommu-geuk party arrived near Cheonjasan (天子山) in Honam.
Rumors that a man with the Jangbodo sword had been driven to Cheonjasan and was hiding there had drawn warlords to the area.
As they approached Cheonjasan, the number of warriors heading there increased.
From soloists to groups, the area was teeming with warriors of all stripes.

The Geommu-geuk left their carriage at a house at the foot of the mountain, packed their belongings, and headed up the mountain.
They weren’t in a hurry. Running ahead now would only lead to chaos.

Since Tongcheon-gak and Eunwol were already relaying the full situation, there was no rush.
As the three slowly walked up the mountain path, someone shouted from behind.

“Get out of the way!”
“Don’t bother me!”

Looking back, I saw two unmanned aerial vehicles charging towards me with a fierce aura. Their speed was unusual. They looked as if they would simply run past anyone who got in their way.

Those who speak carelessly are either confident in their skills, or they are inherently foul-tempered, or they think that the Geommugeuk group is not a master because they are carrying a lot of burden.

Bloody Heavenly Swordsman shifted his position toward the path they would pass, forcing Ilhwa Swordsman to stand inside.
Geommu-geuk laughed at the sight of Ilhwa Swordsman, who was worried about anyone but himself getting hurt. “No, even if a hundred of those guys rushed at you, do you think you’d get hurt?”

Even though Ilhwa Geomjon was embarrassed for no reason and looked dumbfounded while watching the sword dance, there was a faint smile on her lips.

One of the two passing drones shouted at the Bloodthirsty Horse as he passed by.

“Don’t block the road, old man! If I wasn’t busy, I would have been killed!”

A vein bulged on Bloodthirsty Swordmaster’s forehead.
Ilhwa Swordmaster whispered from beside him.

“No, you’re saying you’re going to look after those guys?”

At her provocation, Bloody Heavenly Swordsman’s expression softened. Immediately, words flowed from his lips, revealing his determination never to lose the bet.

“You’re busy, aren’t you?”