Absolute Regression Chapter 779

Episode 779: Even if we just say one word, the sun will set?

“I’m about to give the first mission to the ghost squad.”

Ian couldn’t hide his excitement at the mention of the sword dance. He remembered the moment he first assumed the position of Guiyeongdaeju. It felt like only yesterday, when he’d teased them about how to dress up like this.

“All the members of the ghost squad are leaving.”

The crew members looked at each other. This was their first official mission since becoming a member of the Guiyeongdae. They had undergone numerous training sessions similar to real-world combat, but they were still just training.

The four leaders stood before them.
The eyes of the first leader, Cheongmyeon, behind his mask shone sharply, and the second leader, Seojin, grew even more dazzling. The third leader, Chae-ran, remained calm, and the fourth leader, Ji-han, stared at the sword dance with a stern expression.

Reactions varied, but everyone shared the same sentiment: we must do this mission well.

“What is your mission?”

Ian’s question received an unexpected answer.

“I don’t know either.”

As if he was not joking, Geommugeuk added with a serious expression.

“The mission will be decided as we go. You could go out on a grand mission, get some fresh air, and come back, or you could come back with most of the people here dead.”

Ian could tell that the swordsman was sincere. He rarely used the expression “you’ll come back after you die.”

The Sword Dance Theater would have liked to leave them behind. But skilled sailors don’t emerge from calm seas, and now it was time to ride the waves.

“I believe you guys can do it.”
“Leave it to me!”

The Gwiyeongdae’s unmanned personnel answered loudly. They couldn’t hide their excitement and thrill of their first mission.

“We’ll be leaving early tomorrow, so everyone get ready. All leaders, please stay behind and everyone else will disband.”

The Gwiyeongdae warriors disbanded, leaving Ian and the four captains behind.
Geommugeuk looked at each of the four captains one by one.

Cheongmyeon and Seojin, Chai Ran and Ji Han.

They were deeply connected by their respective fates. They could guess each other’s feelings just by looking at each other, so the sword dance drama didn’t last long.

“If you’re worried about an organization with leaders like you, you shouldn’t be leading it in the first place. Go and prepare to depart. I’ll leave this one behind.”

The leaders had also left, leaving Ian alone.
The seriousness of Geommu-geuk’s expression softened, as if he had deliberately created tension.

“I got confused because I was writing impressions.”

But Ian’s expression didn’t soften.

“Do you know what I was thinking just now?”
“What was I thinking?”
“I know this might sound like a bit of a stretch before the mission, but is that okay?”
“Of course.”

Ian honestly revealed his feelings.

“Oh, this job doesn’t suit me!”

She really thought that.

“The moment I heard that most of them could die, my heart sank and my eyes went blank.”

For her, who had lived a life protecting others, the thought of her subordinates dying was unbearable.
Even if she returned safely this time, what would happen next? Could she truly accept losing her subordinates one by one?
She’d pondered similar concerns before, but hearing those words before a real mission brought a whole new level of fear.

The sword dance told her.

“Do you know what I was thinking when I said that?”
“What were you thinking?”
“Oh, this job is not for me!”

Ian laughed when I said the same thing to him.

You know, I don’t know why. The young master would be happiest when he could freely roam the Central Plains, chastising villains and having fun with good people.

The same was true of the sword dance. How could he not understand Ian’s feelings?

“Ian.”
“Yes, Master.”
“I’m not telling you to live this life to the end. Instead, you have to live it, and then you’ll realize how precious it is when you live the life you want.”

Even now, it was a life so precious to Ian.
In a world filled with leaders who suffocate their followers, it was a life where he served a cult leader who opened a pore. That’s why he could hold his breath until his heart burst.

“I’ll do my best until I get there.”
“Get ready and see you tomorrow. Oh, there are other people going with us, too.”
“Who are you?”
“You’ll know when you see me tomorrow.”

The sword dance drama did not specifically say who it was.

“Is this necessary? Pack everything you think you need! You’ll regret it once you leave.”

So even Ian left, and Geommugeuk was left alone. No, to be exact, he wasn’t alone.

“Why don’t you ask me to go with you?”

The Sword King silently got down next to the Sword Dance Theater.

“Where are you taking the evil brother?”
“Why?”
“What if the Dark Princess appears? Can you kill her?”
“Yes.”

The Sword King revealed why he did not leave the organization.

“It wasn’t because of the Dark Princess that I didn’t leave the organization, it was because of you.”

He remained behind to protect the Sword Dance Theater, knowing of a plan to bring back the souls of the dead. Of course, the Dark Princess had intentionally revealed this plan to him, intending to lure him into it.

“You don’t have to do that. There’s no need to prove your feelings to me. I already know. My brother is more than worthy of my affections simply by existing.”

Who would dare say such a thing! How could I not be worried when Geommugeuk is this kind of person?

“The Dark Princess is strong. No, it’s even more frightening because we don’t know how strong she is.”

The fact that even the Sword King could not fathom his depth showed the extent of his skill.

“I don’t even know how old that person is.”

That wasn’t all.

“Besides the people you’ve killed so far, there are many masters directly led by the Dark Princess.”

I think that’s natural. The Dark Palace was an organization that had been planning and preparing for three hundred years.

“Aren’t you worried?”
“You don’t have to worry.”
“Why?”

The gaze of the swordsman looked up at the sky. He now said to the Sword King what he had said to his father long ago.

“My magic is for this moment.”

The reason why Geommugeuk worked so hard to the point of death was to be able to say these words with confidence at this very moment.

“How terrifying would it be, an opponent that even the evil type would be nervous about? A monster whose lifespan is unknown, and whose strength is unknown. So, it would be an enemy no one would dare kill.”

The gaze of the swordsman who had been looking towards the sky turned back towards the sword king.

“My magic is the belief that I must strike down the absolute evil, the vicious and vicious evil that humans cannot bear.”

Looking at the Sword King who was silently staring at him, Geommu-geuk added calmly.

“If we can’t kill them, who will? Evil spirits must be devoured by even greater evil spirits.”

* * *

And the next morning,
the first to gather at the departure point were the Gwiyeongdae warriors. They wore black uniforms and masks, the word “Gwiyeong” embroidered in white on their black masks.

With everyone gathered in the uniforms of the royal guard, masks
on, there was nothing to fear. A sudden tension in my shoulders made me want to see if there was any yearning.

At that moment, the leader of the convoy came out in person.
The convoy’s unmanned personnel brought horses according to the number of the troops and distributed them.

“There are branches of the convoy camouflaged throughout the Central Plains. You can always remount your tired horse.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Ian politely thanked the convoy leader. This was his first time conducting such a large-scale operation, and he had never heard of such support from the convoy.

The Gwiyeongdae warriors were secretly delighted. They were leaving the school, and the escort leader wouldn’t come out in person. Of course, that was a fleeting feeling of happiness, and it was an illusion.

Another convoy of drones arrived, pulling carriages.
These were enormous transport wagons. Not one, but over a dozen. The convoy miners lined them up without a single error.

The Gwiyeongdae warriors were puzzled.

They were riding horses, so why did they bring such large carriages? Were they carrying luggage? Even if so, why such large carriages, and so many of them?

Just then, a group of unmanned soldiers arrived.
Even from a distance, their identity was immediately apparent. Their massive size made them the elite members of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Demon Army. Just looking at them evoked a terrifying aura of intimidation.

The warriors of the Guiyingdae opened their eyes wide at the appearance of the demons. They could tell what kind of carriage it was. It was the one the demons would ride in.

‘Could it be that this was an operation with the demons?’

Sizzle.

When I tore off the camouflage paper attached to the carriage wall, I found the names of the demons written on it along with their symbols.

Magic army.

Most of the demonic forces moved secretly, but this operation was official. Just the thought of these large carriages lined up was awe-inspiring.

Among the demon lords, the demon lord Jangho walked out.

“Your Majesty.”
“Your Majesty!”

Ian and Jangho greeted each other warmly.

“This is my first time going on a mission with you, Your Majesty.”
“It’s an honor, Your Majesty. I’m still inexperienced, so please take good care of me.”
“I know the Guiyeongdae are well-trained. Please take good care of us as well.”

Jangho answered humbly.

The Guiyeongdae were greatly surprised by the fact that this was a joint operation with the Demon Army, but their surprise was only just beginning.

That’s where the Demon Lord of the Underworld arrived.
As she walked in with a haughty expression, the air around me felt a shift. Even without a visible prayer, she exuded a chilling presence.

Everyone bowed respectfully to the Lord of the Underworld.

The Guiyingdae’s unmanned forces were even more tense, not knowing that this operation would involve the Demon Lord. Now they understood why the convoy leader had come out in person.

The escort team’s unmanned escort brought a carriage. It was the exclusive carriage of the Ma-Zone, the Ma-Zone of the Sub-Hon. The carriage’s walls were adorned with intricate, swirling patterns that made my head spin just looking at them. However, just looking at the patterns, I could tell that if I messed with the wrong one, my life would become complicated.

Then another demon walked over, yawning.

“Is it really necessary to leave so early in the morning?”

The man who appeared with a still-drunk face was Chwima.
Chwima’s appearance surprised the Guiyingdae warriors even more. It was a plan that involved not one, but two Mazons.

Not only are there demons, but two more demon lords are coming out? What kind of plan is this?

The escort team brought in a horse-drawn carriage. It was a modified carriage, much longer than the others.

“I’m going to rest for a bit because I have a hangover.”

We opened the carriage and entered, and there was a bed, and the walls were lined with bottles of liquor. Seeing such a carriage for the first time, everyone’s eyes widened.

Once again, a golden radiance emanated from the demon Buddha, who walked in.
The moment he saw him, the warriors of the Guiyingdae gasped.

Are you going all the way to Mabul?

Not two, but three?
The demon lords of the Guiyingdae exchanged bewildered glances, even as they politely greeted the demon lords who appeared.
Three demon lords, whom they had rarely seen in the Heavenly Demon Sect, had appeared.

The carriage the convoy brought was gilded with gold. It was a carriage that would summon all the thieves in the world.

Then, the fourth demon appeared.
The evil Soma and the Thousand-Haired One had arrived. The warriors of the Guiyingdae froze at the sight of their pure white masks.

I’m going to the ultimate evil soma!

It was truly beyond bewilderment and surprise, it was confusion itself.

The escort drone brought in the evil Soma’s carriage. It was a carriage made of pure white walls, with nothing painted on them.

The Gwiyeongdae warriors were all speechless. The leader of the Cheonma Sect, the four demon lords, and even the most elite demonic forces were going? Only one thought crossed their minds.

‘Is there a war?’

The Gwiyeongdae warriors were surprised, but Cheonhwaruju was also surprised. I’d heard that the Geommu Theater would be properly equipped, but I didn’t know it would be this well-equipped.

Actually, I thought about going to meet the princess alone.

But this incident, as judged by the Geommu Theater, was something that so many people had to do.

Then someone’s voice was heard.

“The young cult leader is coming out!”

The owner of the voice was Jeokyeon, the head of the escort.

Step step step step step step step step.

The cult leader’s bodyguard, clad in full uniform and masked, marched out and cleared the path. Dedicated to their training, the guards were unfazed by any of the warriors present. It made me think, “If they’re truly the cult leader’s bodyguards, they should be at least as good.”

A sword dance walked between them.

“Originally, the main character appears at the end.”

The window of the drunken horse’s carriage opened and the drunken horse was visible.

“Awesome! We…….”

Before the drunkard could inject himself, Geommu-geuk waved his hand gently.
He closed the carriage window with a squirt of water.

“You must have a bad hangover, so get some more sleep.”

Judging by the fact that he’s still drunk, he must have been practicing martial arts until morning.

After Geommu-geuk politely bowed to the demons, he looked around at his other subordinates. He raised his hand in particular to express his delight at Jang-ho. This sight further boosted the demons’ morale.

“There are so many people that even if we just say a word, the sun will set, right?”

If it were normal, then the saying “so be careful with your words!” would come out, but the sword dance drama was different.

“It’s okay if it happens, so say whatever you want to say.”

A smile formed on everyone’s face. Of course, no one spoke thoughtlessly in this situation.
Oh, there were some outsiders.

“Why are you leaving me out!”

The leader of the Pungcheon sect entered the place without knowing how.

“I’ll go too.”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“I’m uncomfortable, so I won’t be taking you, Master.”

It meant that if they went together, his disciple, the Demon Lord Seophon, would be uncomfortable. The fact that they could have this conversation with the Demon Lord Seophon was only possible because they were Geommu-geuk and the leader of the Pungcheon sect.

“You don’t know, but we’re very close as disciples. I’ll be comfortable there.”
“It’s Master’s idea to be close. It’s always comfortable up there. We’re not!”
“I’m sure he’s not your master, am I?”

Instead of answering that irrefutable statement, Geommugeuk praised the leader of the Pungcheon sect.

“It’s because the leader protects our church that I can leave with ease. It’s all thanks to the leader that we can take out the demons.”
“Is that so?”

Since it was a place where many people were watching, the leader of the Pungcheon sect shrugged his shoulders for no reason.

“Then, me!”

Looking back, I saw Seo Dae-ryong, the leader of the Hwangcheongakju, also out.
The warriors of the Guiyeongdae were once again astonished by this sight. The person who had even brought the head of that strict organization to ask for his help was none other than the Sogyoju.

“Are you afraid the sun will really set if I follow you? I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

I wanted to follow the sword dance in this operation. I wanted to go even if it meant beating up the Hwangcheonjoo.

“No, I can’t, I’ll be trampled by a newborn.”
“I’ll hold back.”
“Not you, but me. When I see you, I’ll keep thinking of the baby. You’re too pretty, I can’t.”

After refusing so cheerfully, Geommugeuk looked at those who would go with him.

“Okay, this time I plan to really show off, so please take care of me.”

The escort drones brought the chariot exclusively for the young sect leader.
The sturdy, sword-proof carriage’s walls were adorned with the symbol of the Heavenly Demon Spirit.

“Have a nice trip!”

Leaving Seo Dae-ryong’s regret behind, everyone boarded the carriage.
The Demon Lords’ carriage led the way, followed by the Sword Dance Theater’s carriage, surrounded by their escorting warriors on horseback.
The four Demon Lords’ carriages followed, and finally, the Guiyingdae followed on horseback.

The escort’s unmanned drivers, signaling to the coachmen and leading the carriages out in an orderly manner, all bowed their heads as the sword dance carriage passed. The carriages and horses lined up before them.

It was the first proper excommunication of a small religious leader.