Absolute Regression Chapter 769

Are you ignoring me as the 769th non-commissioned officer?

To the point where I wonder why someone like the cult leader could be born.

“I gave you a sword, and you’re cursing me?”

The Sword King was slightly taken aback by his father’s words. “You’re all crazy! Even though I tried to be gentle with my words, did they reveal my true feelings?”

“Don’t misunderstand. I was saying that after meeting the leader, I understood how such a wonderful son could be born.”

The Sword King made his excuses seriously in front of his father, but Geommu-geuk knew. That his father had been joking. That his father had been joking with him.

You passed.

For my father, the Sword King was a perfect fit. After all, what parent could possibly dislike someone willing to sacrifice their life for their child?

“Of course it’s high praise, high praise. You’ve worked hard, Father. You’ve raised such a wonderful son.”

My father made a face that said, “How dare he say such things with his own mouth.” If the Sword King hadn’t been there, he would have undoubtedly said it out loud.

The Sword King bowed his head politely and expressed his gratitude.

“I will never forget the kindness you have shown me.”

It doesn’t matter how valuable this sword is to you. What matters is how valuable this Baekhwageom is to the Cheonma Shingyo. It is one of the four greatest treasures bestowed upon you.

The sword dance also said goodbye to his father.

“Father, I’ll come back later. I have so much to tell you this time.”

As always, when I returned from my exile, I told my father what had happened. I couldn’t help but mention the fascinating story of the Bloody Sword and the Ilhwa Sword.

“Let’s have dinner together.”

The father probably doesn’t know how thrilling it is for his son that those words come out so easily now.

The Sword King and the Sword Dancer left the Cheonma Hall.
As they walked down the long corridor in front of the Cheonma Hall, the Sword King paused. He
stood there for a moment, staring at the demon statues supporting the pillars lining the hall.

“What do you really want from me? Do you want me to fight for you? Or do you want me to be your subordinate?”

Their gazes met in the air.

“If I asked you to become my subordinate and fight for me, would you listen?”

The Sword King didn’t answer. It was a question that couldn’t be answered easily, yet it could also have been answered easily.

“Honestly, I’d beg for it. Once we’re tied together as master and servant, my brother will be with me for the rest of his life.”

After a moment, Geommugeuk said.

“But I prefer being friends with my evil brother. Even if he suddenly leaves and I end up wondering where he is and what he’s doing every year, I still prefer being friends with him. I hate seeing him subservient to someone else.”

The Sword King’s gaze deepened. That’s why. That’s why he could answer so easily. To be able to serve someone like him would be an opportunity that wouldn’t come without a stroke of luck.

“No matter what, this sword is too much of a gift.”

The sword dance drama relieved that burden in this way.

“That’s not a gift for you, Brother Evil.
It’s for me.” “For you?”
“Yes. For me. I want to live among wonderful and good people.”
“What does that have to do with this sword?”
“Because that sword will make Brother Evil stronger and a better person.”

The Sword King believed he would become truly cool and free when he abandoned his sword.
And now, the Sword Dance Theater is saying the opposite.

They say that if you wear a sword, you will become stronger, freer, and more cool.

“If I couldn’t be among such wonderful people, I would be living the same dream as my evil brother.”

The Sword King sighed lightly.

“That dream… is not a very good dream.”

Knowing that, why did you, Akhyun, try to leave like that? Wake up from that dream. And dream a new dream!

But he didn’t bring it up. He knew his own feelings well enough.
Geommu-geuk’s gaze turned to the sword box the Sword King was holding.

“Why don’t you draw your sword? You have to give me a chance to show off.”

The Sword King opened his sword case and took out the Baekhwageom. The Baekhwageom’s scabbard, revealed, was elegant and luxurious.

Slurp.

As I drew my sword, I felt the air around me shift in an instant.
It was a brilliant yet undazzling sword, a sword of graceful elegance and gentle grace.
The thought of the Sword King attacking with it filled me with dread.

“Of the four treasured swords of our school, this is the only one that does not contain any magic or ghost energy.”

As the Sword King injected his inner strength, the sword began to cry softly.

yes.

A single ray of energy flowed along the blade, mingling with the Sword King’s breath. He
briefly closed his eyes, feeling the sword, then opened them with a joyful expression.

“It’s a really good sword.”

Yes, how could it not be good? Especially since the sword’s personality fits well with that of the Sword King, it will feel even better.

The Sword King pulled out the iron sword he was originally carrying.

Clang.

I flicked it with my finger and it broke.

“Is this a sword that breaks so easily?”
“Because I bought it for a penny at a market.”

The sword dance performance shouted in disbelief.

“And yet, you threw it away so cruelly? It must have been filled with all sorts of memories. My friend, this person abandoned you.”
“Where is that? If it’s broken or lost, you just have to buy it again.”

The Sword King put the Baekhwageom on his waist where he had been carrying the iron sword.

“It’s my sword now. Don’t ask for it back.”

Geommugeuk stood for a moment and watched the back of the Sword King as he strode away.

How could that old iron sword not hold memories? The sword’s breaking was the Sword King’s response to the gift of the Baekhwageom.

I’m really going to wear this sword.

It was his response to his favor.

“Well, now that we’ve met our ordinary, friendly father, let’s go meet the person who’s undoubtedly waiting for the evil brother! Jihan, you wait a moment. Let’s take care of the urgent ones first.”

* * *

In the training hall, swords simultaneously sliced ​​through the air.
Those training there were the Guiying Three Patriarchs, the assassins of the Gain Sect.

“Straighten your back!”

The woman who led them was Chai Lan.

Shhhhh!

Slashing, stabbing, blocking.
These were the basic movements of swordsmanship, but their swords were powerful, and their movements were flawless. They were building stamina and mastering the fundamentals of swordsmanship without using internal energy.

Having entered the ghost town, they were no longer viable.
If they had only conducted assassination-focused operations, it might have been possible, but in an all-out war, their assassination skills would have been at a significant disadvantage.

So, he needed to learn swordsmanship that could be used in an all-out war. The problem was that there wasn’t a suitable swordsmanship to learn. He had briefly mastered some techniques in his youth, but it wasn’t enough to pass on to his subordinates.

So, for now, I was just having him repeat basic swordsmanship training.

Aaaah!

Soft exclamations echoed from somewhere.
Dozens of demons watched them train.
Some were passing by, others came specifically to see them. Their beautiful training was truly the talk of the school.

Conversely, there was a woman spying on them.
She was none other than the Seventeenth Sect member, who was demonstrating her martial arts skills. She kept checking to see if there was a Crescent Moon Masked Guest among the onlookers.

Since we were both in the Cheonmasingyo, I thought I’d see the Crescent Moon’s Faceless Guest much more often.
But instead, I never had the chance to see him. They became members of the Ghost Corps, and he went into their abode, Akingok.

With our busy lives, we never had a chance to meet him. I took a stroll around campus and even went as far as Akingok, but I couldn’t find him.
And it wasn’t like I could go into Akingok to meet him.

“Stop looking, that person is gone.”

The one who whispered to her was Ohgyo, who was wielding a sword beside her. As the closest friend of Shichunjiao, she knew Shichunjiao had a crush on the unsuspecting guest.

“They say that the masked guests rarely appear in the songs of the villains.”

Maybe that’s why I’ve never encountered any faceless guests, no matter how often I’ve seen them.

“You could take off your mask and look at me.”

Could there be a Crescent Moon guest among those people?

“Wake up!”

Ogyo raised his voice without realizing it, and Chai Lan heard him.
Meeting Chai Lan’s eyes, Ogyo bowed his head in apology before immersing himself in his training.

The arduous training was over.
Some of the onlookers applauded, some even cheered. They
dared to do so because they still didn’t know much about them. Furthermore, having only trained in the basics of swordsmanship, they seemed easygoing.

Depending on how you look at it, it could have been offensive, but no one cared.
Rather, they enjoyed their gazes and reactions. They were the killers, capable of killing anyone if they so chose. Then, the one with the loudest applause would die first.

As they were about to disperse after catching their breath, Chai Ran called out to the Seventeenth Religion.

“Shall we talk?”
“Yes!”

The two men walked out of the training ground and talked.

“Have you seen that person again?”

Before coming to the Heavenly Demon Sect, during the World’s Best Beauty Tournament, Chai Lan sent him to meet the Faceless Guest. Of course, Geommu Geuk kept his promise to arrange the meeting, and Chai Lan simply sent him on his way.
It was then that Chai Lan learned of his connection to the Crescent Moon Faceless Guest.

“No, I haven’t met him yet.”

Seventeenth Religion said something he didn’t mean.

“I don’t think now is the time to think about men.”

How can Chai not know that the words of the Seventeen Teachings are not sincere?
As time passes, my heart will grow cold and drift away into mere memories, just like I think about the evil military school.

“Go find him.”
“Huh?”
“Go find him through the Evil Song. You’re part of the organization directly under the cult leader. They’re directly under the Demon Lord. We won’t have to bow down to them.”

Seventeen-year-old Cai looked at Chai-ran with a surprised expression. Had the people changed since their positions had been switched? He really hadn’t expected Chai-ran to offer such advice.

“Will you come with me?”
“No. I can go alone.”

Seventeen-year-olds found courage they never had before. Chai Lan personally gave them this advice, so they couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.

“I’ll go right now.”

Chai Ran stopped her from rushing.

“Go to my room and open my closet. There’s a blue coat. Put it on. It’ll look great on you.”
“How dare I?”
“Why? Come with me and put it on?”
“No!”
“Go ahead.”
“Okay.”

The 17th bridge, which had been greeting politely and running away, turned around again at a distance.

“thank you.”

Seventeen-year-old Kyo, who had bowed in greeting, ran back.
Even just looking at her, I could sense her excitement.

Yeah, that’s what it means to like someone. When you really like someone, it shows like that.

Chai Lan looked up at the sky.
A cloudless blue sky. “Would you like to have a drink with Ilgyo later?”

Then someone behind her spoke.

“It’s common for people who push other lovers to drink alone.”

I turned around in surprise, and saw Geommu-geuk standing there, smiling.
Seriously, no one could match this man’s ability to surprise people.

“You can’t even take care of yourself.”

Instead of greeting Chai Ran, who was provoked by the sword dance, recalled the past.

“Do you remember? That day, at the lakeside where that child and the masked guest met, the young cult leader said, ‘He will help that child escape in the middle of the night and find my love. Why won’t he find it? Please find my love.”

The sword dance drama could sense that she was comfortable enough to make such jokes. It also meant that she was adapting well to the Heavenly Demon Sect.

“What if I find you? You can’t even confess your love.”
“Why do you think I can’t? Our cult leader still doesn’t know me well.”

At her loud voice, Geommu-geuk smiled playfully yet meaningfully.
Then, Chai-ran tilted his head.

“But what about the skin?”

As she is a makeup genius, I immediately felt that the skin of the black belt had become clearer and cleaner.

“What did you put on? You smell good, too. And come to think of it, your shoulders seem a bit broader.”
“I’m sure our team leader will thrive in this organization.”

Although the sword dance was dismissed as mere flattery, Chai Ran felt that it was not so.

‘Something has changed about this person.’

The sword dance drama changed the topic.

“I heard you’re teaching swordsmanship to your subordinates these days.”
“For now, I’m just teaching the basics. But since swordsmanship isn’t my primary martial art, I’m worried about the future.”

Then, Geommugeuk said something unexpected.

“That’s a good thing. I know a good swordsman.”

At the end of the sword dance, Chai Lan looked at him with expectant eyes.

“He was a teacher who taught swordsmanship at the military academy. He produced some truly excellent students.”

Naturally, disappointment flashed across Chai’s face.

“Even if my main martial art isn’t swordsmanship, wouldn’t I be better than Master Mu-gwan?”
“Are you ignoring me just because I’m Master Mu-gwan?”

Chai Lan said with a smile.

“At that level, you can ignore it.”
“That’s too much. I’m sorry to hear that.”

The swordsman looked back and spoke as if there were people at the back of the building.

“The generous teacher is patient.”

Chae-ran naturally assumed that Geommu-geuk was joking. Knowing his own and his subordinates’ abilities, there was no way he’d bring in a martial arts teacher to teach them.

Chai Ran said, looking in the direction that Geommugeuk was looking at.

“Go back! You’re a woman who can’t handle you, sir. As you can see, you’re rude and uncouth.”
“Don’t be like that. It was so hard to serve you, sir.”

The swordsman walked towards it and looked at the back of the building.

“Don’t be too disappointed. It’s not been a day or two since students have ignored their teachers.”

Chai Ran also walked towards him. If it weren’t for the sword dance, he would never have accepted such a prank.

“Which military academy produced this person…….”

The moment she turned the corner and looked in the direction of the sword dance!
A single word of surprise burst from Chai Lan’s mouth. A truly groan escaped her lips.

There stood Akgunhak, hair tied back tightly and barefoot. It was Akgunhak. It was the very person I had longed to see.

“You taught at the Hwangryongmugwan. I learned from you, and so did your master, and even this leader. Aren’t we all excellent disciples?”

Chai Lan couldn’t even hear the words of the sword dance. Her heart pounded, and her cheeks and ears flushed red.

“……No, this, how, why?”