Chronicles of the Demon Faction novel - chapter 17
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Ma Dong-pil bowed his head to Ki-yang.
“The chief was there too. long time no see.”
Giyang was unable to speak. It was the same with Lee.
Ma Dong-pil’s appearance after eight months.
The blunt expression was still the same, but there was a scar drawn in the form of a bell on the corner of the left eye.
It wasn’t a scar from a weapon. It was a deep cut by something sharp and blunt. Thankfully, my eyes weren’t hurt, but… … .
However, it wasn’t just the scars that surprised the two.
Squeak.
The air in the room cools rapidly.
The two were startled by the dangerous energy emanating from Ma Dong-pil’s body.
‘… … live?’
The flowing prayer was permeated with an unusual life.
It was such a vicious killing that the two strongest masters in the Ho Court, excluding Wonju, felt terrified.
Ma Dong-pil turned his head to Lee Gun-seong.
flinch.
Goonseong Lee felt moisture build up in his tightly clenched fists without even realizing it. Just looking at her made her nervous.
Ma Dong-pil’s face was filled with doubt.
“Are you feeling unwell?”
‘I do not know?’
Yes. In fact, Ma Dong-pil did not know how terrible the life he was exuding was.
“Three captains.”
“yes.”
“Hey, are you okay?”
“Yes, it is fine.”
“… … okay.”
Ma Dong-pil’s doubt at the hesitant Lee Gun-seong only deepened.
“… … .”
“… … .”
“… … .”
unknown silence.
Ma Dong-pil bowed his head respectfully.
“I think I picked the wrong time. I’ll just go away.”
Lee Gun-seong was startled and waved his hand.
“No. It’s been a while since I’ve seen it, so I’m going to use it. Sit here.”
“Are you okay?”
“Of course.”
“I’m sorry, but I have to go soon, so I won’t be able to chat for a long time. The reason I came to see the captain is to ask you a favor.”
“You mean a favor?”
“Do you have any tea leaves from Gulsongcha?”
Lee Jun-seong tilted his head.
Oyster Song Tea is made from dried tea leaves grown in Mt. Sipmandae, and the fragrance is too heavy, so few people enjoy it.
“I do have it.”
Lee Gun-seong was a person who belonged to that rare case.
“If I do, can I get some?”
“That’s not difficult, but where are you going to use it? Hey, don’t you like oyster truck?”
“Sam Gongja-nim needs it.”
“The Three Gongja?”
“yes.”
“… … okay Wait a minute. I’ll get it right away.”
When Lee Gun-seong, who tilted his head, disappeared, silence fell again in the office where only the two of them were left.
Giyang was awkward for nothing. Even though I was so happy to see my junior after a long time, it was hard to talk to him.
‘why?’
Because of this terrible living? no. A gruesome scar? In the Demonic Cult, scars like that were not even on the axis.
‘It’s not the trio I know. It’s fundamentally different.’
It was because Ma Dong-pil changed like a person living in another world.
Instead of being the head of the triumvirate of the Ho Court, he became a foreign person, as if he was in another world. And that in just eight months.
The bond between the leaders of the Ho Court, and the sympathy between the hot-headed senior and the heavy junior, has suddenly been severed. I felt like I was living in a different world from the beginning.
‘furthermore… … .’
Kiyang looked at Ma Dongpil’s hand.
There were a lot of small scars that I hadn’t seen during my days at Court Ho. Even at a glance, the palms of the hands were clearly marked with repeated bursts and healing.
‘What kind of life did he lead?’
He trained rigorously even outside of his duties. But even then, I’ve never had a wound like that before.
The more I looked at it, the more I wondered, regretted it, and also felt awkward.
At that time, Ma Dong-pil, who had been silent, opened his mouth.
“I will be very sorry.”
“Yes?”
“I heard that the assistant chief of this group is getting married.”
“ah!”
Kiyang shook his head.
“When it’s time to go, I’ll go. By the way, he must have been busy at Gojukrim, but where else did you hear that rumor?”
“I come into the civil war a couple of times a month to get supplies.”
“Is it?”
“yes.”
He said it as if his temper was savage.
“This man. If that’s the case, I’ll drop by right away and show my face. Are you coming now?”
“sorry.”
Ma Dong-pil scratches his head in embarrassment.
Giyang’s face relaxed at the impression of a more comfortable junior.
“How’s the trip, Sam Gongja-nim? Isn’t it hard?”
“The harder I am, the easier it will be for Gongja-nim. Of course it has to be hard.”
Giyang smiled a little.
‘okay.’
I thought that the unfamiliar appearance I had felt until now might be my own illusion.
His appearance changed and his temperament changed, but Ma Dong-pil was Ma Dong-pil.
“I am sorry that you are short of time. I’ll be sure to stop by sometime soon Have a drink and have a hoepo or puse.”
“All right. Please tell the vice-captain that I am sorry for not being able to attend the ceremony.”
“Don’t worry.”
After a while, Ma Dong-pil, who received the tea leaves brought by Lee Gun-seong, stood up without delay.
Looking at the back of Ma Dong-pil as he left, Ki-yang said.
“Did you feel it too?”
“I felt it.”
There was a look of worry on the ghost’s face.
“No matter how I think about it, my life is not normal. As if murder is a meal, such a life will not come out of a murderer.”
“… … .”
“Is there anything wrong with it?”
“It must mean that he is living a life so dangerous that he naturally exudes such a life.”
“Of course it is. I mean… … .”
“When the environment changes, people change too. The triad has changed to suit the environment. And he is still alive and well.”
“… … .”
“It’s a pity, but isn’t it fortunate that you look healthy?”
Ki-yang sighed.
A look of pity appeared on Lee’s face.
‘It has become stronger.’
The powerlessness of Ma Dong-pil, the leader of the three leaders, seen for the first time in eight months.
In less than a year, he has become unbelievably strong. No matter where he took the elixir, his internal energy increased remarkably, and he became more adept at capturing prayers as well.
‘That’s why I’m worried.’
Even though I’ve been praying, that kind of life flows out. I couldn’t even imagine how terrible the murderous spirit that Ma Dong-pil exudes when he decides to fight.
‘Because of what kind of life I’ve been living.’
Battles with ghosts would have been frequent. However, it was unknown which monsters he fought with.
Even the guards who had been managing Gojukrim for years had never entered the heart of Gojukrim. It was the same with Lee.
‘My job title is Sam Gongja’s personal escort. You will have no choice but to feel the burden. He must have crossed every line of death to protect Confucius.’
asked in low spirits.
“Are you going to do well in the future?”
“of course.”
Ichigo replied with a smile.
“I will come back stronger. I believe so.”
* * *
Squeak.
The entrance to the bamboo forest.
Ma Dong-pil checked his condition once more.
‘I’ve packed everything.’
I brought new weapons, got medicinal herbs from my brother-in-law, and got tea leaves from gullsongcha from Captain Il.
‘Shall we go?’
Grasp!
Ma Dong-pil’s body became a white line and was shot out.
It’s not like the new method was expanded to the polarity, but it seems to be twice as fast as eight months ago. His posture, which was full of moderation, became quite free-spirited, and his field of vision, which had only focused on the front, was wide open to the left and right.
The fact that you can afford to use martial arts is proof that you understand martial arts well. The terrible experience of the past eight months has further developed his martial arts.
Ma Dong-pil, who found his identity as a dignified military man rather than an escort warrior, was a master who was expected to grow in the future.
how long did it run
Aaaaa!
A beautiful woman’s voice came from somewhere in the forest.
Of course she’s not a real woman. It was the sound of one of the demons that had crawled out of the forest.
A beautiful voice that evokes strange horror.
‘It’s Zhu .’
It’s not a very dangerous creature. A person with weak internal energy would have a seizure when he heard that sound, but that was not the case for Dongpil Ma.
Ma Dong-pil got used to the sound.
Before adapting to the forest, I found it and caught it. Because I was afraid of the aftermath.
But not now. Neither Ma Dong-pil nor Seo Ryang were weak enough to be beaten by that ghost. There is no need to waste your stamina.
Faaaaang!
After driving further, I finally saw Seongjukwon, my residence.
Crack!
He stopped walking and his spirits rose.
Whoops!
Magi spreading. It was a period of quality improvement that was incomparable to the previous one.
Ma Dong-pil, who was looking around, tilted his head. Confucius’ presence was not felt.
“Did you go out for a drink?”
he let out a deep sigh.
“You moved alone again.”
You will not go to dangerous areas. We even promised that we would never do that unless we were together.
I can’t help but worry about that I wanted to know what to do if something happened.
“… … Hey, I’m not the kind of person who’s going to be beaten by ghosts anymore.”
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes shook.
What appeared on his blunt face was admiration that could not be hidden and respect beyond respect.
Ma Dong-pil became stronger. It was thanks to the lucky harvest of the young bamboos that they were refined into a high-quality elixir, and some of them ended up in Ma Dong-pil’s stomach.
The weak force was so great that it hadn’t melted even half of it yet. Nevertheless, the size of the danjeon is twice as large as before.
It is a well-known fact that martial arts will not become stronger as Danjeon grows, but it will be of great help to future development. That alone was a great fortune and a great growth.
In the meantime, Seo Liang has surpassed even that level.
‘No matter how enlightened he was.’
Ma Dong-pil shook his head.
Everything about Confucius is incomprehensible . It was full of things that ordinary people could not understand.
“I’ll have to clean it up until you get back.”
Ma Dong-pil, who entered Seongjukwon, listened to the saribi while arranging items.
Wow! Wow!
In one sweep, bamboo leaves flew away. It was an instant to clean the dirty yard.
After easily cleaning the yard, he tidied up Seo-ryang’s room, his own room, warehouse, and even the kitchen. How accustomed he was to the brushing and mopping, almost the artisan’s breath came out.
“This is enough.”
After finishing all the cleaning in less than half an hour, he glanced up at the sky.
“It’s time for the sun to set.”
Pussssss.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes deepened.
The bamboo trees swayed in the distance. Ghosts seemed to be eating bamboo.
‘It got closer.’
Seongjukwon is the safest place in Gojukrim.
But that was a thing of the past now. Present-day Seongjukwon was similar to the middle area of Gojukrim, and ghosts appeared frequently, and it was planned to become more frequent in the future.
‘It’s going to get more and more exhausting.’
It was then.
Aww!
Where the bamboos swayed, the screams of demons were heard.
Ma Dong-pil, who was looking at the place with a calm face, reached for the long sword of his belt. It was the momentum to pull it out.
how much time has passed
Pussuk. Pusssssuck.
An unknown existence slowly approaching.
Tension rose in Ma Dong-pil’s eyes. The aura of Gojokrim is like the aura of ghosts, so it was impossible to feel it unless it was narrowed down to a certain distance.
‘His gait is heavy and steady. It ‘s not sexuality … … But he’s dragging something?’
Woo woo woo.
A subtle demonic energy rose from Ma Dong-pil’s body.
Little by little, but surely an unknown existence.
back.
Strong power entered his hand holding the sword bottle .
After a while, the being appeared.
“what? have you been there already? I told you to come and relax with your colleagues.”
Ma Dong-pil, who relaxed at the familiar face, let out a sigh of relief.
“He came… … .”
For a moment he was speechless.
The body of the young man who appeared was stained with blood, and the body of the demon that the young man had dragged along was savagely ovulated.
“… … Green verdure ?! ”
“I got the gear. Sibal, it was very difficult.”
The young man, Xu Liang grinned.
“Put water in the pot. Let’s try horse meat.”