Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 111

Episode 111

Appear as the King of Fist and the King of Hell

Ha Jeong-hak was running through the darkness when, at some point, he felt his back lighten. He was standing alone in a space where nothing could be seen.

'uh?'

The only family I had left in the world was my younger brother, and I was so busy running that I didn't even know when or where my younger brother, who I was carrying, had fallen off. It was absurd and infuriating.

The things he had done up until now were things his brother had done to survive, and if his brother were no longer in this world, it would be difficult to become more miserable.

Ha Jeong-hak, who was a boy when he ran through the night, but has now become a middle-aged man, looked around and shouted.

'Hey, where are you!'

Why wasn't my voice coming out? As I was about to scream again, someone emerged from the darkness, grabbed me by the throat, and lifted me up with one hand. At that moment, the pitch-black darkness surrounding Ha Jeong-hak shattered, and light entered my eyes.

“Ugh······.”

Ha Jeong-hak looked at the King of Kwon, who was glaring at him while holding his neck, as the light poured in and his eyes widened.

Or maybe it's the Buddha of the Underworld.

Since the King of Hell originally used the word "Ming" (明), Ha Jeong-hak's delusion strangely aligned with reality. The King of Hell is a being that subdues all afflictions and demons. Therefore, Ha Jeong-hak, who was held captive by the King of Hell, was a collection of afflictions, a demon living a rough life in the dark realm.

'ah······.'

Is there such a dream in the world?

The first thing Ha Jeong-hak realized as he regained his sense of reality while being held captive by the King of Fist was that his younger brother, who had fallen from his back, was still alive, that Jipyameng was still alive, and that now that he was dead, Ha Min would have to lead Jipyameng. The thought that came to him later was that he had been brutally defeated by the overwhelming King of Fist.

Is this how I die?

In that short dream, I clearly realized what I had been missing in my life.

When you die, isn't everything meaningless?

But the king of power glared at Ha Jeong-hak and started swearing at him.

“This fucking black dog······.”

Ha Jeong-hak glared at the king.

“Why are you doing something like that with this level of skill?”

As soon as the King of Kwon released the hand that was strangling Ha Jeong-hak, he slapped him in the ear.

With a loud thud, Ha Jeong-hak rolled across the floor.

As Ha Jeong-hak's subordinates rushed forward, drawing their weapons, Ha Jeong-hak shouted.

“Stop! Don’t come here.”

The part where he said, "If you come, you will all die," was omitted, but fortunately, his subordinates seemed to understand Ha Jeong-hak's words and stopped in their tracks.

As the King of Fist approached, Ha Jeong-hak also rose from his seat. Ha Jeong-hak couldn't understand why the King of Fist was sparing him and humiliating him, but the reason flowed right out of the King's mouth.

Danwoo Sung said this while holding Ha Jeonghak's hair and lifting him up.

"Lord, I thought you'd bring the entire House Night Alliance with you, but you only brought this many. Do you think I'll just kill you and back off?"

If Ha Jeong-hak is killed and the House Night Alliance remains intact, then another Black Taoist will become the House Night Alliance leader again, and that's it.

There was no way Danwoo Sung could finish his work like this.

Ha Jeong-hak's pupils shook violently.

Didn't that mean he'd kill himself first and then leave the rest of the Housemaid forces alone? Only then did Ha Jeong-hak bring up the negotiation he'd previously suggested to General Ha Min.

“King of Fist, either kill us all… or gather us all and use us. I will accept whatever you choose.”

The king looked into Ha Jeong-hak's eyes and answered.

“I am not Jinsohan.”

Ha Jeong-hak nodded. His words were essentially saying he wasn't a blacksmith. Jin So-han was a blacksmith.

Ha Jeong-hak bravely responded as if he would emulate the man in black, something that was difficult to even put into words.

“I will live like Jinsohan.”

“You? You came now.”

Ha Jeong-hak made no excuses. It was right for the leader of the House Night Clan to shoulder the full burden of the atrocities committed by the House Night Clan. Even if Ha Jeong-hak wasn't the leader of the House Night Clan the entire time.

The King of Kwon said to Ha Jeong-hak and his subordinates.

"I came here to do something like a seven-way, seven-way attack, but it's going to be a problem if the Black Sword leader comes out like this. I'll attack the house night vision again in an hour. See you then."

The phrase "Seven Zongs and Seven Jin" comes from the story of Zhuge Liang releasing Meng Huo seven times and capturing him seven times.

Ha Jeong-hak nodded and answered.

“Then, I’ll wait at the night watchman’s house.”

As the defeated leader of the house disappeared with his subordinates, people gathered around Dan Woo-seong, who was holding his arms together.

Ho Tae-jun, the head of the Mukryongdang, asked.

“What are you going to do if I run away?”

To these words, Do Jin-gwang, the head of the Cheongui Party, responded.

"He's not the kind of man to run away. Why would a man of his caliber run away?"

Ho Tae-jun tilted his head.

“I see.”

Baekyakdo, who had been watching from the rooftop wearing a mask, jumped down and approached Danwooseong, who spoke.

“Why is the black sword so bland?”

Ho Tae-jun, the head of the Mukryong clan, swallowed the words he was about to say with a very surprised expression.

"No, how can you say that after slapping the head of the house?"

Ho Tae-jun, Do Jin-kwang, and Jeon Bi-rang were all shocked by this fight. The leader of the clan was far more powerful than they were, and they had been defeated so brutally that they had no recourse.

Of course, Baekyak was equally surprised. When Danwoo-seong expressed his bewilderment, Baekyak said this.

“That’s because my brother is strong. To the point where he defied the expectations of the House Night Lord.”

This fight was beyond Baekyak's expectations.

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Exactly one hour later.

Guided by Jeon Bi-rang, Dan Woo-seong performed a light-hearted maneuver and arrived at Jipyameng in an instant. Since he didn't care what happened to Jipyameng, he visited alone with Jeon Bi-rang.

The main gate of the house, which had always been tightly shut, was wide open.

As soon as he entered the main gate, Danwoo Seong saw the weapons neatly lined up on the floor.

Jeonbirang sighed.

“I think it’s surrender.”

As Danwoo Seong and Jeonbi Rang silently walked down the path made of military equipment, they saw the entire force of the Jipya Alliance waiting in the largest assembly hall of the Jipya Alliance.

Either kill them all or collect them all and use them.

Ha Jeong-hak's decision was the latter.

Danwoo Sung was astonished. In his previous life, he had beaten Black Sword to death. Now, they were kneeling on their own accord.

Danwoo Seong has not changed.

The only difference between my past life and this life was that I was stronger than in my past life.

I was experiencing firsthand that having overwhelming power increases your options.

Still, it was bitter.

How do you deal with all this trash?

I don't know what Ha Jeong-hak was talking about, but as Dan Woo-seong approached, they all shouted in unison.

“I meet the King of Hell.”

Jeon Bi-rang rubbed his arm, feeling goosebumps for a moment. What kind of flattery was this, so uncharacteristic of a black man? However, Ha Jeong-hak had his own reasons, and he gave Dan Woo-seong the nickname "Myeongwang."

The symbolic nickname of Baekdo is Kwonwang. It would be unwise for such a Kwonwang to become the hidden leader of Heukdo.

Therefore, Ha Jeong-hak didn't tell his subordinates or his younger brother that he had been defeated by the King of Kwon. He simply told them that there was a master named Mingwang at Mukryongdang, and that he had returned after being defeated.

When Danwoo Seong and Jeon Birang came up to the stage······.

Ha Jeong-hak and Ha Min welcomed the two people.

Danwoo-seong briefly glanced at Ha Min, then immediately recognized him as Ha Jeong-hak's younger brother. Aside from his inferior physical strength, he was no different from Ha Jeong-hak, albeit slightly smaller.

Danwoo Seong said to Ha Jeonghak.

“Lord, are you surrendering?”

Danwoo Sung's words sounded like he was asking for people not to surrender.

Ha Jeong-hak responded with a blank expression, as if he couldn't bring himself to kneel.

"I will serve as your sword to the King of Hell, the entire House of Night Alliance. I do not expect to be treated as a general, nor as a subordinate. Do you intend to use the House of Night Alliance as your sword?"

Unlike the calm Ha Jeong-hak, Ha Min wore a bewildered expression. How strong must that man be for his brother to look so pathetic? Ha Min's martial prowess was inferior to Ha Jeong-hak's, making Dan Woo-seong, before him, look like an ordinary young man. In other words, from Ha Min's perspective, Dan Woo-seong was a master of the Banbakguijin (返撲歸眞) technique.

"older brother······."

Ha Jeong-hak grabbed Ha Min's arm as if telling him not to say anything.

Danwoo Seong said.

“Don’t accept it.”

As Ha Jeong-hak reached out to the assembled members, the entire Jipyemaeng, whose strength had been preserved thanks to his consideration, knelt. Then, even General Ha Min knelt.

Ha Jeong-hak looked at Dan Woo-seong's expression, then with bloodshot eyes, he pulled back the front of his black robe and knelt down.

Jeonbirang sighed again next to him.

If I hadn't escaped the night shift last night, I would have had to kneel with them.

Even for Dan Woo-seong, who had known nothing but smashing and destroying all his life, this was a unique experience and spectacle. Having lived alone, Dan Woo-seong had never before had so many subordinates under his command.

Danwoo Sung aroused the leader of the house night clan who was older than him.

Regardless of whether it was black or white, Ha Jeong-hak was so overly polite that it was uncomfortable to watch. Even considering that this was a desperate attempt to avoid death, and even considering the possibility of future betrayal, it didn't really matter.

Because Danwoo Sung himself has become too strong.

Danwoo Seong said.

"Jeon Bi-rang will still be a guest and auditor of the House Night Alliance. I will receive reports through Jeon Bi-rang."

Ha Jeong-hak nodded and now responded in a polite tone.

"All right."

Danwoo Seong asked Jeon Birang.

“Can you do it with Jeonbi?”

Jeon Bi-rang responded to Dan Woo-seong by taking the lottery ticket.

“What can’t a man with nowhere to go do?”

Come to think of it, except for Danwoo Seong, these were all men with nowhere to go.

Danwoo Seong made a request to Ha Jeonghak.

"All external and internal rules will be revised to conform to the Moorim Alliance. If you feel they're not being managed properly, I'll come back, or I'll come with Leader Yoo Jeong-hong."

Ha Jeong-hak answered obediently this time too.

“I will change it.”

Danwoo Seong looked at Ha Jeonghak.

“Ha, the leader.”

"yes."

"The senior disciple of the Imperial Council committed suicide while fighting the Demon Lord. He did so because he had mastered a magical technique that allowed him to absorb the opponent's internal energy. Whether you fight alongside me or alone, if the moment comes when you are defeated and killed by the Demon Lord, you must commit suicide first. This is also why I came down to the Southern Black Road."

It was only then that Ha Jeong-hak realized the reason why this man had waged war against him.

It seems that he was a man whose goal was not the black sword, but the magic sword.

Suddenly, Danwoo Sung looked down at the House Night Alliance troops kneeling with their mouths clenched. They were all men who feared Ha Jeong-hak. With even Ha Jeong-hak on his knees, he figured they had no choice but to follow his will.

Danwoo Sung realized anew that he and Jinso Han were on different paths.

Even though the number of subordinates increased, there was no feeling of joy.

It could only be seen that not committing massacre was a way of upholding human morality.

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As Danwoo-seong walked away, looking around the house as if he had something to talk to Jeonbi-rang for a moment······.

Only then did Ha Min look at his brother.

“Brother, what the heck is this······.”

I was about to ask, "Are you embarrassed?" but then I saw Ha Jeong-hak's expression and shut my mouth. He had a strange expression on his face, neither smiling nor crying.

I asked with difficulty, trying not to hurt Ha-min.

“Why are you so humble? Were you that strong?”

Ha Jeong-hak looked at his younger brother and spoke calmly.

“I just wanted to live a little longer.”

“Are you that afraid of dying?”

Ha Jeong-hak looked at his younger brother.

The words, “If I die, you will die easily to someone else,” lingered on his face along with a bitter smile.

Ha Jeong-hak nodded.

“I was actually scared when I was about to die. I’m sorry for showing you my ugly side.”

Ha Jeong-hak let out a long sigh. He glanced outside the darkened house, and somewhere in that darkness, he saw young Ha Jeong-hak, carrying his younger brother on his back, still running furiously.

It was also the reason why he lived a cowardly life.