Chronicles of the Demon Faction - Chapter 529

Episode 529 The aesthetics of demons (4)

“What about you, Master?”

“It’s closing.”

Hwanya frowned.

“You said you ate at a closed restaurant?”

“That’s right.”

Huang Kun’s expression was extremely calm.

However, Hwanya, who had seen Hwanggon for a long time, could tell. Hwang Gon is embarrassed.

The question was who was responsible for the embarrassment. In Hwanya’s opinion, at least it didn’t seem to be because of him or himself.

“Closing in these times? “Aren’t you the kind of person who would do that without even saying a word to me?”

In the past, he had seen Seoliang with the remittance bag and was in for a terrible shock at the time.

The Demonic Cult leader, who was much younger than him, was already a warrior worthy of discussing the world even then.

Of course, Hwanya was also an unparalleled genius who achieved the level of martial arts skills of an old school scholar in his thirties.

However, Seoryang had gone beyond that level and reached the extreme point that only those chosen by heaven could reach.

Although he did not tell his teacher, the shock Hwanya received at that time was very great. I had heard that he was the best late exponent of the Sapa and the next Lord of the Iron Blood Castle who would become the youngest person in history to ascend to the throne, but then I met a monster who could not even be compared to me.

Thanks to that, Hwanya lost his pride. It was a closing to completely abandon the pride, and once the pride was abandoned, a new world unfolded. Of course, he couldn’t break through the wall of fireworks, but he was able to acquire a much more mature martial arts skill than before the museum closed.

Now all that was left for him was to gain enlightenment. Physical training was no longer meaningful.

So I came to see Master with great determination, but he ended up staying at the closed hall?

“Since Lord Soseong closed his house, Lord Seong has taken care of countless matters.”

“I know that too.”

“In the meantime, you acquired an evil spirit. “I thought the spirit demons had been removed recently, but the remaining spirit demons were still tormenting the Lord of the castle.”

“Simma?”

There was surprise on Hwanya’s face.

“Master, you are the one who has reached the realm of peace. He has reached a state so profound that it can be said to be the best in the world. “What do you mean to someone like that?”

Huang Kun shook his head with a troubled face.

“I know that it makes no sense for an expert the size of the Lord of the Castle to be controlled by Simma. So it is even more dangerous. “Because something that didn’t make sense happened.”

“…!”

Hwanya realized that Hwanggon was not lying.

There was no reason to lie about something like this in the first place. Although he did not reveal most of the major events within the castle, Hwang Gon was never untruthful in what he said.

‘Simma… Master, do you mean Simma?’

Just in case, Hwanya asked again.

“Do you know why Master gained mental energy?”

Huang Kun sighed.

“sorry. I know for sure, but I don’t think I can tell it to Lord Soseong. Because it is for extremely personal reasons.”

Even though he was a priest who had nothing to hide, he was inferior to the other two in ambition, so he could not tell them that Simma had come. It was a matter of pride.

Hwanya openly frowned.

“Are you saying you can’t tell me even if you know?”

“That’s right.”

“Tsk. Do you know? I am the next Lord of the Iron Blood Castle. “If Master resigns from his position, I will become the lord of the castle.”

“Of course I know.”

“It seems like you don’t respect me very much because you know and won’t tell me.”

Hwang Gon looked at Hwan Ya with bewildered eyes.

hook.

The prayer emanating from Hwanya’s body was truly that of a great general. It was a prayer full of confidence that only someone who has perfected his or her martial arts skills can exude.

Normally, I would have been purely amazed, but I couldn’t do that now.

“sorry. “That’s all I have to say.”

A subtle anger rose on Hwanya’s face.

“You really say that? Could it be that your teacher even told you not to reveal your condition to your disciples?”

“….”

“No.”

Huang Kun bit his lip.

“It is said that subordinates must be able to understand the feelings of their superiors. Even though the Lord of the castle did not say that to me, even for the Lord of the castle…” “

In the name of serving the Master, can we ignore the disciple who will become the next Lord of the castle?”

“Lord Xiaoseong.”

Huang Kun was truly embarrassed.

The Hwanya he knew was not like this. Although he was a bit arrogant because he was praised so much by those around him, he was not a person whose behavior was rude or crossed the line.

But the current situation was different. He was clearly crossing a line.

“How can you be like this? “I am by no means ignoring Lord Xiaocheng.”

“Look at your actions. You are ignoring me now. “Well, it wasn’t just once or twice.”

“yes?”

Annoyance appeared on Hwanya’s face. At first glance, even a hint of hatred towards the other person could be seen.

“In order to receive the master’s favor, he not only handled the major and minor issues of his nature as he pleased, but also prevented the priests, who were supposed to be closest to him, from getting closer than necessary.”

“Lord Soso City!”

“Do you know this? “Do you think your actions now could be seen as treason?”

Hwang Gon’s eyes widened.

“Bar treason?!”

“What is it but treason? The teacher only told you and went to the closing room? That’s ridiculous. Rather than thinking that way, isn’t it more plausible that you are the one who caused Master’s mental turmoil and that you are reluctant to say anything?”

Huang Kun was truly embarrassed. And as much as I was embarrassed, I felt my anger rising.

“Why do you keep being so stubborn! The Lord of the Castle is currently fighting against himself! “In this situation, just running Iron Blood Castle is daunting…!”

Death appeared in Hwanya’s eyes.

“stubborn?”

Hwang Gon thought, “Oh my gosh.” Even so, it could have been a somewhat harsh remark.

“Sosin’s words were somewhat harsh due to his sense of urgency. Apologize…”

Tteok!

Huang Kun’s eyes widened.

Before he knew it, Hwanya had grabbed him by the collar, and a terrible murderous intent glowed in his eyes.

“Do you really want to die?”

“Lord Soso City!”

“Do you feel like the world is yours without you, Master? Beat me to death!”

Huang Kun’s face became thoughtful.

Hwanya’s life pouring out right in front of him was truly terrible. Hwang Gon was also well-versed in martial arts, but he was nothing compared to Hwan Ya.

“Cough!”

His complexion seemed to become increasingly pale, and he began to vomit blood. With his strength, he was unable to stop Hwanya’s murderous attacks from pouring down on him.

Hwanya, who had been glaring at Hwanggon for a long time, threw him away.

Coo! Kwasik!

“Ugh!”

Hwang Gon hit the wall, trembled, and eventually lost consciousness and fell down. He lost consciousness and his right arm was bent in a bizarre direction.

Hwanya said in an eerie voice.

“I will not kill you because you are Master’s favorite subordinate. You will be the first and last person who dared to commit such an insult to Lord Xiao Cheng and still survive. “But if you insult me again after this, I will immediately behead you.”

It wasn’t something that needed to be said in front of someone who had lost his mind.

Tsutsutsutsu.

A strange, lifelike energy oozed from Hwanya’s body.

I can’t control my own life. As the overflowing murderous energy stimulated the Bloody Monster Dragongong, red-hot true energy rose like a flame and stimulated his upper body.

“Hehehe.”

A look of pleasure appeared on Hwanya’s face.

“Master must have entered the closed building, and Prince Hwang has also reached that point, so in the end, I must be the only one in charge of the main office?”

That could never have happened.

There are countless masters gathered in Sanghyeolseong Fortress. And among them, there were several masters who could be compared to Hwanya.

Even more so, what should the elders do and what should the other elders do?

The martial arts skills of the Iron Blooded Lord Song Zheng Baek were so overwhelming that they were wolves who were ready to bite their opponents whenever they saw a gap.

Hwanya didn’t know that either. Even though he knows, he confidently says such things.

It’s not normal.

Hwanya thought that he had abandoned his pride and had risen to the level of martial arts, but that was entirely his illusion.

Simma didn’t just approach Zheng Zhengbaek.

Before the remittance, Hwanya had a terrible feeling. He felt indescribable frustration and shame upon seeing the unrivaled genius named Seo-ryang.

I tried to control my mind by closing the pipe, but closing the pipe in such a dangerous situation can easily become a serious problem and damage a person’s character.

Just like Hwanya right now.

So to speak, this is also a coin purse. Becoming a disabled person and not being able to use martial arts is not the only way to achieve martial arts skills.

However, it may not be entirely Hwanya’s fault.

If only Song Zhengbaek had paid a little more attention to his disciple.

If you had comforted your disciple before entering the closing room, if you had managed your disciple’s character even though it was belatedly after leaving the closing room.

If that were the case, Hwanya would never have come to this point.

In the end, the current Hwanya was no different from a murderous ghost born due to Song Sang Baek’s neglect.

“Would you like to sit on the Iron Blood Throne, the most prestigious place in Sapa?”

After defeating Hwang Gon, he immediately entered Seongjujeon.

There was no one who could stop him. Hwanya’s presence and face alone were proof that could never be repeated.

As he entered Seongjujeon, he saw a splendid Taesa.

The huge and majestic throne of heaven covered in the precious white tiger skin.

Hwanya was crossing the center of Daejeon as if possessed.

Slurp.

At that moment, Hwanya’s steps stopped. Before he knew it, a masked prosecutor appeared in front of him, blocking his path.

“Go back, Lord Soseong.”

Hwanya’s eyes deepened.

“Hyeolwi (血衛).”

“Only those who have permission from the lord of the castle can set foot in front of this place. “No matter how small the lord is, he can’t just pass by here.”

It was a cold voice.

It is completely different from the time of the Yellow Emperor. Hyeolwi was the strongest warrior guarding the Seongjujeon Hall and was also one of Song Sang Baek’s close guards.

You can spit out abusive language to Huang Kun, but you cannot do that to Hyeolwi.

The experts in guard warfare under his command are the ones who will draw their swords without hesitation if anyone breaks the law.

Hwanya forced a smile.

“I just walked there for fun. “Don’t be too stiff.”

Hyeolwi looked at Hwanya in silence.

There was no emotion in those colorless, transparent eyes. Hwanya felt like she was crying for no reason.

‘What a dog! When I become the lord of the castle, I will kill you and Hwang Gon first!’

That was when Hwanya was grinding her teeth in her mind.

“Lord Seong! “It’s urgent!”

Shake!

The door to Daejeon opened and a member of the castle’s intelligence unit walked in three steps and knelt down.

Hwanya’s eyes sparkled.

“What’s going on?”

“…?!”

The intelligence officer tilted his head in confusion.

Hwanya shouted loudly.

“The Lord of Seong is at the closing ceremony! As the lord of the small castle, I will take your place for the time being, so let me do it after you report!”

“yes? Ah… yes!”

“So what’s going on?”

The intelligence officer swallowed.

“A letter has arrived from the Demon Clan Lord!”