Absolute Regression Chapter 740

Episode 740: That name, three letters, is all he has.

“I don’t know.”

In response to Taesu’s answer, Geommugeuk asked again.

“You stole from someone you don’t know? You only steal from bad people, don’t you?”

Taesu lowered his head.

“This time I broke the rules.”

When rumors of Jang Bo-do’s appearance in the martial arts world spread, my father warned me not to interfere.
But I ended up saying something hurtful to him and jumping into the fray for Jang Bo-do.

“When I first set my sights on Jang Bo-do, it had already changed hands several times. There was chaos, people killing and being killed. I picked it up in the midst of that chaos, so I don’t even know who this Jang Bo-do actually belongs to.”

The sword dance nodded.

“You’ll find out who did it anyway. They’ll chase you to the end.”

Taesu felt a sense of eerieness in those words.

“If I torture him to find out the exact location of the rifle and kill him, I can avoid their pursuit.”

Geommugeuk was delighted by the casual remark.

“Is that a good idea?”

Yeah, I guess this is better than saying I’ll never kill you and then hitting you in the back of the head.

“So I’ll never reveal the exact location of the gun. You’ll have to guard me until I get there.”

The sword dance said to the blood demon.

“I have to take one of my bosses with me.”

Bloodthirsty Horse replied as if he was not interested.

“I have one or two bosses.”

In fact, it was said about the Sword Dance Theater, but Taesu misunderstood it as being said about Ilhwa Sword Master.

“I’m just looking forward to the five-spice pork you’ll be taking me to.”

At Ilhwageomjon’s words, a false hierarchy was established in Taesu’s mind.

‘The woman is first, then the old man, and then this man.’

* * *

Even as he rode in the carriage, Taesu’s delusion continued.

“I think I know what kind of family you are now.”
“Where are you from?”
“Pyo-guk?”

When Geommugeuk reacted with a gasp of surprise, Taesu was convinced that his prediction was correct.

“It’s one thing to drive a carriage so well, another to jump over obstacles with it, another to know the road so well.”

If they were just ordinary masters of the sects, they would have undoubtedly heard rumors about these three.
But what about masters of the Pyo-guk sect? Masters of the Pyo-guk or Sang-gye sects were generally less well-known than those of the martial arts sects.

“What is the name of the flag?”

The swordsman smiled and said to him.

“Have you heard of Cheonma Pyo-guk?”
“It’s the first time I’ve heard of it.”
“It’s a still unknown pyo-guk. Now it will become the best pyo-guk.”
“Why is it called Cheonma Pyo-guk?”

This was the name originally created to answer this question.

“There are a thousand horses.”
“A thousand each!”

Taesu’s eyes widened in surprise. Even so, there couldn’t possibly be a thousand horses! He’d assumed it was a boast, but he reacted with surprise.

“I will give you a chance to greet our Lord Pyo later when the opportunity arises.”
“You are the Lord of Cheonma.”
“Yes.”

Blood Heavenly Horse and Ilhwa Sword Lord, who were riding in the carriage, laughed at the same time.

-You suddenly became a celebrity.

Blood Heavenly Sword replied to the sound of Ilhwa Sword.

“Why do you like to play around like that?”
“That’s because you’re young.
” “Young, yes. You’re old.”

Ilhwageomjon smiled as if to say, “That’s true.” She recalled the past.

―Think back to when we were young. How much we wanted to have fun together.

Bloody Heavenly Sword nodded. The atmosphere then was completely different from now. The previous cult leaders and demon lords were even more terrifying than they are now.

But it was still a fun time. It was a time when I truly did things without a second thought. People-watching was fascinating and fun.
But at some point, meeting people became an incredibly tiring chore.

“If you think about it, these days, kids really have it easy.
” “Don’t tell your students that. They’ll call you old-fashioned.
” “Just do it.”

If it were normal, I would have just laughed it off. Ilhwageomjon added a word.

“Don’t do that anymore. The cult leader gave you a chance.”

It meant that the sword dance gave me the opportunity to live more vibrantly and healthier.

-Live young. Younger than young people.

The eyes of the Blood Demon looking out the carriage window deepened.

Drumroll.

How far did they run?
Ma Bu-seok’s governor cautiously asked Geommu-geuk.

“Now that I’ve seen your skills, I’ll bring in a stronger master.”
“I guess so?”
“Aren’t you scared of who they might bring?”

Geommugeuk answered with a smile.

“We found you in that complex Manhyeoldong and chased away the men who attacked the carriage. You, the one who burned Jang Bo-do, promised to tell us where you were. But in the process, you forgot something.”
“What is that?”
“While all this was going on…”

This is what Taesu was unaware of.

“We haven’t even drawn our swords yet.”

* * *

At the spot where the Geommu-geuk group had left, an old man was eating beef noodles.
Sitting across from him was the leader of the masked men who had been tracking Geommu-geuk.

His name was Jihan.

Jihan waited for the old man to finish his meal. He was impatient, but the old man was worth it.

“You eat it too, though.”
“It’s okay.”
“If it’s because of the mask, you can take it off for a moment. It’s not like we don’t know each other’s faces.”

Jihan always wore a mask when assigned a mission. He felt a strange sense of comfort when he wore it. The mask made him feel like he was someone else.

Only when the old man finished eating did Jihan finally hand over the envelope containing the receipt from his bosom.

“I need information about him.”

The old man didn’t even check the amount.

“I don’t know.”

At that moment, Jihan’s eyes shone sharply.

“You seem to be saying you don’t know.”

The old man was called Song No.
He was the most famous information merchant in the region. Coming from a family of information merchants with a history spanning generations, he knew everything.
Especially since the recent Jangbo War was taking place in his territory, he knew all the relevant information. He was likely making a fortune off of it.

Jihan had been dealing with Songno for quite some time. Songno always provided the answers he wanted. There was only one case where he couldn’t get the answers he wanted: he didn’t have enough money to buy the information.

Jihan took out another envelope.
Two envelopes were placed on the table.

Songno shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

Then another envelope appeared.
As expected from an information merchant, Songno knew exactly what it contained.

“I know your system. Up to two envelopes are the organization’s money, but the third is your personal money, right?”

Jihan did not deny that.

“Why do you want to buy their information so badly?”

Jihan recalled a scene:
the young man standing on top of a carriage, looking at him.

“Because I have a bad feeling about it.”

Songno stared at Jihan for a moment in silence. They had always met and parted ways through work, but today, the look in his eyes as he gazed at Jihan was filled with personal emotion.

“How many years have we known each other?”
“About nine years.”
“Has it been that long already?”

Then he told me his true feelings that he had never said before.

“Honestly, I liked you. You were more polite and respectful than all the other officers who came before you.”
Song No’s gaze deepened as he looked at Jihan.

“Get out of this.”
“!”

Jihan could tell that Songno knew about his opponent.

“Please tell me his name.”

Songno shook his head.

“That can’t be. Those three letters are all he has.”

It was the first time I’d ever known the information but not sold it.

Who the hell is that guy?

“Don’t you know I can’t let go?”
“When life is at stake, what can I not do? Just leave your organization. Go into hiding for a decade or so, then come out and start a new life. You’re better at hiding than anyone, aren’t you?”

Yes, you can hide without anyone finding you.

Jihan’s role within the organization was to track down someone. Using the eulogy and tracking it was the job of the organization he led.

Jihan, the leader of the soul-searching team.

This was his status within the organization.

Jihan hadn’t expected Songno to say something like this to him.
It clearly meant he was beyond his power. Songno was trying to save him.

When Jihan didn’t answer, Songno got up from his seat first.

“Today will be our last meeting. I’ll pay for the meal. Thank you for your time.”

Jihan’s trembling question flew towards Songno, who was about to leave.

“Do I have any other choice besides leaving?”
“If I can’t leave….”

Songno said something that I didn’t understand.

“Run towards death.”

* * *

A man stood on the cliff.
He was a massive figure, his prayers burning like fire.

The Fire Dragon Sect’s leader, Cheon Dae-ung.

Known for his irascible temper, he was the person in charge of the Jang Bo-do recovery effort.
Ji-han arrived behind him.

“Failed to retrieve the map.”

Cheon Dae-woong asked without looking back.

“You gave up on the chase? Even though there were only three casualties.”
“That’s right.”
“Why did you run away like a coward?”

I knew I shouldn’t answer like this, but I couldn’t help it. There was no more accurate answer.

“I had a bad feeling.”
“You had a bad feeling?”

Indeed, Cheon Dae-woong’s expression hardened as he followed those words.

“Since when have my orders been worse than your premonitions?”

Jihan couldn’t offer any excuses.
Cheon Daewoong turned his head, breathing out a prayer.

“Answer me!”

His whirling prayers sounded like a gust of wind, like the roar of a tiger.

“sorry.”

Jihan lowered his head.
Cheon Daewoong looked as if he was about to smash his head in, but thankfully he didn’t use his hand.

“The fragrance of autumn leaves saved you.”

Because the only ones who could pursue Chuhonhyang were the Chuhon squad.

Cheon Dae-woong spoke loudly.

“Blood Wind Four Swords!”

Then, four unmanned soldiers appeared.
Cheon Dae-woong gave an order to Ji-han.

“Guide the Blood Wind Sword to them!”

Cheon Dae-woong turned back to the cliff and added:

“Let’s talk about that unpleasant feeling you have after I find the Jang Bo-do.”

* * *

Taesu tossed and turned in his sleep.
Ever since he heard that his hands were stained with the incense of a wedding, he’d been constantly on edge. Even when he closed his eyes to try to sleep, he couldn’t.

Meanwhile, the Cheonhataepyeong trio slept soundly. What if someone attacks them? Yeah, they have to protect themselves.

But what good is staying awake? You won’t notice until someone approaches.

Swish.

Before he knew it, a cold blade was pointed at his neck.
Taesu’s heart sank.

‘At what point?’

Taesu glanced over and glanced at the three. Even as they lay there, the warriors stood there, their swords aimed. They were none other than the Blood Wind Sword.
Despite their swords, the three remained soundly asleep.

‘They are better than us!’

Weren’t you worried? What if they brought other masters? You were acting so carefree and so self-possessed!

Even if it meant death, he had to scream. If even one of the three could dodge the sword aimed at him and counterattack? At least he could avoid a dog’s death.

But no screams came out while the sword was pointed at his neck.

‘Please! Please wake up!’

The Blood Wind Sword, aiming its sword at the neck of the Sword Dancer, spoke softly.

“You’re running away because you can’t kill these pathetic guys.”

They were originally the type to never let their guard down when facing an enemy. But if it didn’t wake up even when I was close enough to touch its throat with a sword, it was an opponent I could afford to
let down my guard against. Even now, if I thrust hard enough, it would be dead.

Then, another Blood Wind Sword sword next to Ilhwa Sword Lord opened its mouth.

“Aren’t they just dogs chasing scent?”
“Did they get poisoned or something? They still won’t wake up.”

We talked as we walked around, but everyone was in a deep sleep.

“What kind of weapon is it that you carry around wrapped up like this?”

The very moment one of them reached out to untie the knot of the Great Way of Destruction!

“If you let that go, you die.”

He was so startled that his heart leaped out of his mouth. He didn’t notice anyone approaching until someone spoke in his ear.

The next person to be surprised was the one who had been aiming his sword at Geommugeuk’s neck. Geommugeuk, who had been lying down, had vanished, standing next to his colleague who was trying to untie the knot.

“Kill them all!”

The Blood Wind Sword that was holding Taesu gave an order.

Flash!

Taesu saw the twins again. This time, they were quadruplets.
Simultaneously, the necks of the three Blood Wind Swords snapped.

Crunch.

Because they broke simultaneously, the sound was also the same. In Taesu’s eyes, three swordsmen appeared simultaneously, and they broke simultaneously.

As the martial arts of the Sword Masters rose further, the power of the Wind God Four Treasures reached its extreme.

Why quadruplets?

Geommu-geuk appeared next to Hyeolpungsa-geom, who had his sword pointed at Taesu’s neck. “Kill him first,” Geommu-geuk said, as if he had carried out the order.

“Yes, I killed him as ordered.”

The Blood Wind Sword’s trembling eyes turned to the swordsman standing beside him. He could never have imagined that there would be a master who could kill three of them so quickly. And now, the number was not three, but four.

“Oh, you told me to kill them all, right?”

A crushing sound .

Even though he saw it from right next to him, Taesu couldn’t see how the swordsmanship of the sword broke his neck. Even the last remaining Blood Wind Sword collapsed, becoming a corpse.

“Eww!”

Taesu belatedly screamed, then quickly covered his mouth.
Bloody Heavenly Swordmaster sat up, his expression irritated.

“How long are you going to keep talking? Go to sleep!”

Geommugeuk answered with a smile.

“Go to sleep. We’ll just clean up the body and then we can go to sleep.”

Bloody Heavenly Horse lay down again.
Taesu crept up to Geommugeuk and spoke softly.

“Sometimes there are treasures like that, things so precious they seem ordinary.”

Taesu’s gaze turned to the swordsman.
He’d dispatched them so quickly that killing them seemed like nothing. He’d find out how formidable those enemies were when daybreak.

At that moment, Geommugeuk looked into the darkness far away and waved his hand in that direction.

“The masked man who was chasing us watched from afar and then left.”

Taesu looked in that direction, but all he could see was darkness.

“If he was watching, shouldn’t he have hidden his skills? Now that he’s seen this, won’t someone truly scary come next?”

To Taesu’s worry, Geommugeuk said with an expression of “What should we do about this?”

“Ah, is this the most hidden skill you can get?”