Chapter 529. Demonic aesthetics (4)
“What about Master?”
“They are closing.”
Hwanya frowned.
“Did you eat in the closing house?”
“That’s right.”
Hwang Gon’s expression was extremely calm.
However, Hwan-ya, who had seen Hwang-gon for a long time, knew. That Hwang Gon is flustered.
The question was, who was responsible for the embarrassment? From Hwanya’s point of view, at least he didn’t seem to be because of himself or himself.
“Closing in this city? Aren’t you the kind of person who would do that without saying a word to me?”
In the past, he was terribly shocked when he saw Seo Liang with the money bag.
Even then, the young master of the Demonic Cult was already a warrior worthy of discussing the world.
Of course, Hwan-ya was also a genius who had attained martial arts at the level of an old school master in his thirties.
However, Xi Liang went far beyond that, and reached the extreme end that only those who were chosen by the heavens could reach.
Although he did not tell his master, the shock that Huan Ya received at that time was very great. He had heard that he was Sapa’s best late exponent and the youngest iron-blooded castle lord to rise to the throne in history, but he met a monster that could not even be compared to himself.
Thanks to that, Hwanya abandoned his pride. It was a closing to completely abandon the pride, and a new world opened up when the pride was abandoned. Of course, he couldn’t break through the wall of Hwagyeong, but he was a much more mature martial artist than before the closing.
Now, all that was left for him was to attain enlightenment. Physical training was no longer meaningful.
So, I came to see Master with a big heart, but ended up in a closed building?
“Since Lord So Seong passed away, Lord Seong took care of countless things.”
“I know that too.”
“In the midst of that, you acquired a wicked heart. I thought you removed the Simma recently, but the remaining Simma was still harassing the Lord.”
“Shimma?”
A look of surprise appeared on Hwanya’s face.
“Master is the one who ascended to the hwagyeong. He also achieved a level deep enough to discuss the best in the world. Do you think you’re bored with someone like that?”
Hwang Gon shook his head with a troubled face.
“I know that it makes no sense for a master like Seongju to be controlled by Shimma. So it’s even more dangerous. Because that’s what happened.”
“… … !”
Hwanya realized that Huanggon was not lying.
There was no reason to lie about this in the first place. Although the great affairs in the castle did not tell him about it, he was an emperor who never lied in his words.
‘Simma… … Master is Shimma?’
Just in case, Hwanya asked again.
“By any chance, do you know why Master acquired Shimma?”
Hwang Gon sighed.
“sorry. I know for sure, but I don’t think I can tell that to Soseongju. Because it is a very personal reason.”
Even between the teachers and students, who had nothing to hide, they couldn’t tell the story that Simma had come because they were behind the other two in ambition. It was a matter of pride.
Hwanya openly frowned.
“You mean you can’t tell me even if you know?”
“That’s right.”
“Tsk. Hey, do you know? I am the next lord of the Iron Blood Castle. If Master steps down, I will become the lord of the castle.”
“Of course I know.”
“You don’t seem to respect me very much to say you won’t tell me even if you know.”
Hwang Gon looked at Hwan Ya with bewildered eyes.
hook.
The prayer that emanated from Hwanya’s body was that of one great master. It was a prayer overflowing with confidence that only those who have completed their martial arts can exude.
Normally, the emperor would admire it innocently, but he couldn’t possibly do that now.
“sorry. That is all I have to say.”
A hint of anger flared up on Hwanya’s face.
“Are you really like that? Could it be that the master even said not to inform the disciples of your condition?”
“… … .”
“No.”
Hwang Gon bit his lip.
“It was said that a subordinate should be able to understand the feelings of his superiors. Even though the lord didn’t say that to me, even for the sake of the lord… … .”
“In the name of being for Master, can we ignore the disciple who will be the next lord of the castle?”
“Lord Soseong.”
Huang Gon was genuinely perplexed.
The Hwanya he knew was not like this. Although he was a little arrogant because he was so uplifted by those around him, he wasn’t outrageous or overstepping the line.
However, the current Hwanya was different. He was clearly crossing the line.
“How are you doing this? I am by no means ignoring Lord Soseong.”
“Review your actions. you are ignoring me now Well, it wasn’t just once or twice.”
“yes?”
Hwanya’s face was irritated. At first glance, her dislike for her opponent was even glimpsed.
“It’s not enough that I handled the big and small things of my nature at will in order to receive Master’s favor, and I didn’t let the teacher and teacher get closer than necessary.”
“Cow, Lord Soseong!”
“You know this? Your actions now could be seen as treason?”
Hwang Gon’s eyes widened.
“Bah, treason?!”
“If not treason, what is it? Master told only you and passed away? It’s nonsense. Rather than thinking like that, isn’t it more plausible that you are reluctant to talk about it because you are the one who caused Master’s heartache?”
Huang Gon was genuinely perplexed. And he felt as angry as he was embarrassed.
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“Why do you keep insisting! The Holy Lord is currently fighting with himself! In this situation where just running the Iron Blood Castle is daunting… … !”
A life arose in Hwanya’s eyes.
“stubborn?”
Hwang Gon felt sorry for him. Even so, it could have been a rather harsh statement.
“Due to my urgency, Sosin’s words were somewhat harsh. apologize… … .”
Tuuk!
Hwang Gon’s eyes widened.
Hwan-ya, who grabbed him by the collar, had a terrible intent to kill in his eyes.
“You bastard, do you really want to die?”
“Cow, Lord Soseong!”
“Do you think the world has become yours without Master? Beat me to death!”
Hwang Gon’s face became contemplative.
Hwanya’s killing spree pouring right in front of his nose was truly terrifying. Hwang Gon was also trained in martial arts, but it was nothing compared to Hwang Ya.
“Cool!”
He thought his complexion was getting paler, and then he coughed up blood. With his inner strength, he could not stop the death of the Hwanya from pouring out.
Hwanya, who had been glaring at Hwang Gon for a long time, threw him away.
cooong! Kwajik!
“Keugh!”
After hitting the wall, Hwang Gon trembled and eventually passed out. His unconscious right arm was bent in a bizarre way.
Hwanya said in an eerie voice.
“I won’t kill you, Master’s favorite subordinate. You will be the first and the last to survive such an insult to Soseongju. But if you insult me again after that, then I will kill you immediately.”
It was not something I had to say in front of someone who had lost his mind.
Tsutsutsutsu.
A strange feeling of life flowed from Hwanya’s body.
I can’t control my own life. As the flowing life stimulated Mukhyeol Gwongongong, red-hot energy rose like flames, stimulating his upper tier.
“Khehehe.”
There was a hint of pleasure on Hwanya’s face.
“Master must have entered the closing house, too, and General Hwang has also reached that point, so in the end I am the only one in charge of the original nature?”
It never could have been.
There are innumerable masters gathered in the Iron Blood Castle. And among them, there were several masters who could be compared to Hwanya.
What should the elders do, and what should the other elders do?
The iron-blooded castle remittance bag’s martial arts were so overwhelming that they were wolves ready to bite at any time when they saw an opponent’s gap.
Hwanya didn’t know that either. Even though he knows, he says that with confidence.
Not normal.
Hwanya thought that he had abandoned his conceit and had risen to the level of martial arts, but it was just his misunderstanding.
Shimma did not only approach the remittance bag.
Before the remittance bag, a terrible heart came to Hwan-ya. He felt indescribable frustration and shame when he saw Xu Liang, an unappreciated genius.
I tried to control my mind with the closing, but closing in such a dangerous state can become a serious problem and harm a person’s character.
Just like the present Hwanya.
In other words, this is also for each coin inlet. It is not just about becoming a disabled person and unable to use martial arts.
However, it may not be entirely Hwanya’s fault.
If the remittance bag paid a little more attention to the disciple.
If he had comforted his pupil before entering the closing hall, if he had belatedly managed the character of the disciple after leaving the closing hall.
If that were the case, Hwanya would never have come to this point.
In the end, Hwanya now was no different from a flesh demon born due to the abandonment of the remittance bag.
“Whoa, where would you like to sit on the throne of Iron Blood, which is said to be the most honorable in Sapa?”
After defeating Hwang Gon, he entered the Seongjujeon at once.
There was no one to stop him. The presence and face of Hwanya was proof that it would never happen again.
As he held the Seongjujeon, he saw the splendid Taesa.
The precious throne of Heaven, covered with the skin of a white tiger, was huge and full of dignity.
Hwanya crossed the center of Daejeon as if possessed.
Squeak.
For a moment, Hwanya’s footsteps stopped. Suddenly, a masked swordsman appeared in front of him and blocked his path.
“Go back, Soseongju.”
Hwanya’s eyes deepened.
“Blood stomach.”
“Only those who have received permission from the lord can set foot in front of this. Even the lord of Soseong cannot pass by here at will.”
It was a cold voice.
It’s completely different from the golden age. Hyulwi was the strongest warrior who guarded Seongjujeon, and was also one of the close escorts of Tongsongbaek.
You can spit abusive words at the emperor, but not at the blood level.
Blood rank, because the masters of escort warfare under his command would pull out their swords without hesitation if anyone broke the law.
Hwanya forced a smile.
“I was just joking around. Don’t be too rigid.”
Hyolwei looked at Hwanya without saying a word.
There was no emotion in those colorless eyes. Hwanya felt that he was crying for some reason.
‘Dog bastard! If I become the lord of the castle, I will kill you and the emperor first!’
It was when Hwanya was grinding his teeth in his heart.
“My lord! It’s urgent!”
rattle!
The gates of Daejeon opened, and an intelligence officer in the castle took three steps and knelt down.
Hwanya’s eyes flashed.
“What’s going on?”
“… … ?!”
The intelligence officer was confused and tilted his head.
Hwanya shouted out loud.
“The lord of the castle has passed away! As the lord of the small castle, I will act in place of the lord of the castle for the time being, so report back to me!”
“yes? ah… … yes!”
“Okay, what happened?”
The intelligence officer swallowed.
“A letter has come from the Demonic Cult Master!”
