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Episode 1022. What did you just say? (7)
The man looked at the scene unfolding before his eyes with an emotionless face.
There are horrific corpses strewn all over the place. If we piled all the corpses in one place, it would literally create a mountain of corpses… … but there is no particular reason to do so.
The man’s gaze slowly descended.
Two torn corpses and the weapons they were holding are lying on the floor, their owners gone.
The ground was stained red with blood.
Despite all these sights, not even a passing emotion passed through the man’s eyes.
He slowly lifted my hand. He stared at the bloodless hand for a moment before turning his gaze back to the distant sky.
“Your Excellency.”
Then the messenger came and prostrated himself.
“All living things in this area have been erased.”
But no words came out of the bishop’s mouth. The clerk was lying prostrate on the cold floor, waiting for his mouth to open.
Finally the bishop opened his mouth.
“… … Isn’t it strange?”
“What are you talking about… … .”
The man who was once called Danjagang (段自强), but who has now lost that name, spoke with dark eyes downcast.
“It’s so easy.”
“… … .”
“For Kyo, the Central Plains was a place that had to be erased from the world at all times.”
“Yes.”
“But they are so weak.”
The bishop slowly nodded his head.
“Are they weak or are we strong?”
“I don’t know the answer.”
“Well, it’s the same either way.”
The bishop walked slowly, crossing the ground covered in blood and corpses with a sloshing sound.
“If it was so easy… … why did Kyo endure all that time in hunger and despair?”
“Because that is the mission of the church.”
“… … Yes. It’s a mission. It’s been given to us.”
Because it was His command.
The bishop’s eyes sank darkly.
‘I don’t know.’
Is it because he is not sincere? Or is the teaching of the religion wrong?
After witnessing the true nature of the Central Plains, which he had hated so much, the bishop was gripped by intense doubts.
“Why was the religion defeated?”
“… … The church was not defeated.”
“Then let’s change the subject. Why couldn’t the Central Plains be trampled by the Kyo and why did they have to seek out a barren place and hide themselves? Against such weak people.”
“……that…….”
The bailiff could not open his mouth. He was afraid that if he gave even the slightest discrepancy in his answer, his faith might be questioned.
Looking at him like that, the bishop smiled softly.
“You don’t have to answer.”
“… … .”
The reason is simple.
Has this place called Jungwon been peaceful for the past hundred years and completely lost its former power? … If not… … .
The bishop shook his head, as if to banish the blasphemous image that was coming into his head. It was an old habit of his to shake his head like this.
When I raised my head, it seemed like the same old words were ringing in my ears.
– Our mission is to wait for His second coming. Do not think. Do not doubt. The only thing that is allowed to His servants is sincere faith.
‘Old people… … .’
A hundred years had passed. For a long time, long enough for the mountains and rivers to change ten more times, they simply waited and waited.
I believe in that ‘second coming’, which may or may not come at any time.
Can you call that life?
Can we really call that life, if we just blindly follow without thinking or questioning?
He didn’t have this kind of mind from the beginning. To him, faith in the Heavenly Horse was so natural. He had served the Heavenly Horse since he could remember. He learned to wait for him with joy, and he learned to sacrifice his life for him with delight.
The first thing that made him question things, even though he had never doubted or thought about them, was a very small incident.
Someone’s death.
Likewise, he had never seen the face of the Heavenly Horse. He was born after the war and had simply learned and lived by his teachings. This was the first time he had seen someone fall ill and die.
Those who wait will witness the light of the Second Coming.
Okay, let’s say that’s not wrong.
Then? What about those who died without seeing the Second Coming?
What is given to someone who dies without ever confirming the existence of the Heavenly Horse?
What is left for those who endure hellish training and live a meaningless life just for that moment?
Why should the disciples endure such a painful life if nothing is given to them?
Why?
The bishop’s eyes were extremely gloomy.
No matter how many times I questioned him, there was no answer. All I got was a message to trust and wait.
Those who control the upper echelons of the church are those who have experienced the last war in one way or another. These immortal demons are so obsessed with the Heavenly Demon that they do not allow any doubt.
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What kind of conversation can one have with those who would consider it an honor to take off their own skin and use it as foot covering for the Heavenly Horse?
So Danjagang waited. He waited silently for those long years. He tried to shake off his doubts and fill himself with faith.
But once a suspicion has sprouted, it never goes away. It has eaten away at him like a demon.
What if Cheonma never returns again? No, what if he returns only after he dies?
Then, what on earth could we say that Danzagang’s life existed for?
No matter how great a sword is, it is meaningless if it is not taken out of its scabbard and swung. Who would want a sword that was born as a famous sword but never swung, only to rust and turn into scrap metal?
“Your Excellency… … .”
A subtle sense of uneasiness passed through the voice of the prostrated lawgiver.
“You can still turn back, Bishop. Even now… … .”
“stop.”
Danzagang shook his head firmly this time too.
“Your Excellency.”
The bailiff bit his lip.
“I do not care about my life at all. I fully understand that what you are trying to do is another way to prove your faith in Him.”
“But?”
“But they won’t think so. They won’t tolerate doubt. If you go further than that… … .”
“Why? Are you worried that I’ll be torn to pieces by those old men?”
“… … Your Excellency.”
“It’s a useless worry.”
Danzagang’s gaze turned to a distant place.
“Wait for the second coming without setting foot in the Central Plains.”
“Yes. That is our mission.”
“Those who disobey the orders of the Heavenly Demon will only be punished with death.”
“That too… … .”
The bailiff kept his mouth shut. He understood Danzagang’s intentions.
Those two things are absolute propositions that any disciple must keep in mind. But… … .
“The moment they set foot in the Central Plains to catch me, the old men will also be betraying their mission. They will never set foot here.”
Danzagang laughed bitterly.
‘It’s full of contradictions.’
The teachings of Cheonma do not match each other. He also came to realize this only after becoming a bishop. The teachings of Cheonma that they had believed in were nothing more than a jumble of short phrases that he had uttered.
“There is no need to doubt.”
Danzagang said in a heavy voice.
“If He truly cares for us, watches over us, and guides us, He will surely respond to our earnest desires. I simply want to be a servant who conveys His message to the believers.”
“… … .”
When there was no answer, he glanced down at the bailiff.
“Speak.”
“… … How dare you… … .”
“Speak.”
The bailiff, unable to resist the urging, bit his lip slightly and opened his mouth.
“If I may ask… … if… … by one in a thousand, by one in ten thousand chance, He does not hear our cries… … if He does not return immediately, what will You do?”
Danzagang answered with indifferent eyes.
“That can’t be true.”
“Your Excellency.”
“He will surely answer.”
He turned away from the bailiff.
But deep in his eyes, which were pretending to be indifferent, something small was sparkling.
‘What if you don’t answer?’
I’ve asked that question countless times before. But no matter how many times I ask it, the answer never comes.
‘We’ll find out when we get there.’
Danjagang’s eyes, which had been suppressing the gloom blooming in his heart, suddenly became slightly dim.
“You have a guest.”
Upon hearing those words, the lawgiver suddenly sat up from his seat. Then, he stared ahead with his sharp gaze.
“They seem a little different.”
A faint smile appeared on Danjagang’s lips.
Perhaps they would let him experience the true power of the Central Plains that he had never felt before.
“I will handle it.”
“No. Leave it alone. Just listen first.”
Danzagang slowly stepped forward. The opponent must have noticed Danzagang as well, as he ran straight towards him.
Soon, warriors who were so aroused that their skin felt hot lined up on the other side of the Danza River. There were over a hundred of them.
“hmm.”
Before Danjagang could even open his mouth, a person walked out from among them.
The middle-aged man with a cold expression wearing a blue suit, Man-geum-dae-bu, finally faces Dan-ja-gang.
“Are you in charge?”
Danzagang did not answer.
But the great lord, as if he had already heard, sent a signal without waiting any longer.
Then, the people at the back came carrying a large box and placed it in front of Man Geum Dae Bu.
chin!
A dozen or so boxes the size of a human torso fell forward at the same time. The lids opened and all sorts of precious jewels and gold bars poured out. It looked like a sack of grain had burst open.
Danzagang glanced indifferently at the treasures that were so numerous that his eyes were spinning.
“What is this?”
“gift.”
“……gift?”
Man-geum-dae-bu nodded slowly.
“This is a place to welcome the world’s greatest demonic cult, so you can’t come without a gift. Think of this as the Black Demon’s sincerity.”
Danzagang’s lips formed a small smile.
“What do you want?”
“Conversation. And consultation.”
“Conversation… … .”
When Danjagang did not continue speaking, Man-geum-dae-bu spoke first.
“I want to know what you want.”
“Why?”
“If there is anything we can do, we may be able to cooperate.”
The eyes of the great master were so dark that it was difficult to guess his meaning. Danjagang muttered slowly.
“If it’s what you want… … .”
Thud. Thud.
He walked forward calmly, and picked up a handful of the treasure lying on the floor.
“How abundant.”
Urgh. Urgh.
The jewels he held in his hands were distorted and broken in an instant. The gold was torn and melted, and the jewels were turned to dust and scattered.
“… … This land is so rich. It’s so valuable that these useless, inedible things can be valuable.”
“If you want… … .”
But Man-geum-dae-bu wasn’t at all flustered.
“The price could be grain piled up like a mountain. Or it could be the land on which you live.”
“… … .”
“I can’t guarantee that I can give you everything there is to ask for in the world, but I can give you most things.”
“hmm.”
“Tell me. What do you want? It won’t be a losing deal. What we want to gain is too little compared to what we have to give.”
Danzagang curled his dark lips.
“We don’t need grain, land, or wealth.”
“then?”
The great tycoon was not shaken.
It was clear that they wanted something, so there was no reason to waver.
“But… … I think you have what I want.”
Danjagang stared straight at Mangeumdaebu.
“Tell me, you unbeliever.”
“… … .”
“Is your fame so great that it can shake this central plain?”
Man-geum-dae-bu nodded with an expressionless face.
“The reputation is not that low.”
“Okay. I see. Then that’s fine.”
Danzagang smiled whitely.
“Your death will surely be known to the world. So that everyone will know that we are here.”
The eyes of the Man Geum Dae Bu, who had been calm the whole time, suddenly twitched.
“What you want… … .”
“Now shut your filthy mouth, you filthy infidel. Just talking to me will rot your ears.”
Blood began to pour out of Danjagang’s two eyes.
“All I need is your last words. Shout. Shout until your throat bursts. Let your pitiful screams echo throughout the world.”
“crazy…….”
The expression on Man Geum Dae Bu’s face changed.
The madness that Danjagang was spewing out seemed to momentarily suffocate me.
“godfather!”
“Negotiations are broken. Strike the enemy head first!”
But the good news is that we’ve finally come face to face with the enemy leader. If only we could eliminate him, the remaining followers would be in shambles!
“Kill him!”
As soon as the order was given by the Great Master, the elite of the Black Demons charged towards the bishop, breathing out a murderous aura like blades.
But at that moment.
Kwaaaa …
A storm of magical energy raged around Danza River. Black magical energy soared endlessly into the sky like a giant dragon fist.
In front of that magnificent sight, the elite Black Demons who were rushing forward stopped in their tracks without realizing it.
“Uh… … uh… … .”
Is this really a man-made sight?
Blood light poured out from within the ominously dark and black vortex.
“Only death will make you worthy!”
The magic energy of the Danza River was sprayed out in all directions.