Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 659

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Side Story Episode 9. Flowering in the mud (4)

Lee Hong, who ran to the waiting room, frowned.

Four instructors were talking in front of the waiting room, and in the distance, at the end of the hallway, fighters were buzzing.

The smell of blood seeping through the crack in the door was very strong.

Lee Hong shouted.

“You bastards!”

Lee Hong’s booming voice made the instructors and martial artists look at him in surprise.

“What are the instructors doing! Where did you go to see? “Quickly put those bastards in the waiting room!”

“S-sorry!”

Two instructors ran to the demons and threatened them.

The two remaining instructors quickly lowered their heads.

Lee Hong gritted his teeth.

“Damn you guys. Can I only do things occasionally? “Why do I have to give you guys a monthly salary?”

“sorry!”

“noisy! What a brat with no control whatsoever! “You all know there is no monthly salary this month!”

He seemed unusually more energetic than usual.

The reason was simple. It was because of Do-heon and Hwang Moo-seok who followed him.

Even if they showed a neat appearance in front of the leaders of the elite unit, they looked like a ragtag group in a situation where it was not enough. I can’t help but feel angry.

“Move!”

Lee Hong roughly pushed the instructors away and entered the waiting room.

“… … ?!”

At that moment, Lee Hong flinched without realizing it.

‘what?’

The entire waiting room was a sea of ​​blood.

The floor, walls, ceiling, and everywhere else were full of blood stains. If a stranger saw it, they would have thought a massacre had occurred.

And in the middle of the waiting room.

Three Toumas were lying face down, and one Touma was gasping for breath against the wall.

Of course, both the dead and the living were covered in blood.

Lee Hong frowned.

‘That too is going to kill me.’

I was stabbed five times in the stomach. His right shoulder was torn and even his neck was injured. It looks like he managed to avoid hitting the artery, but there was too much blood before that.

Plus, some of the internal organs leaking out little by little.

The instructor standing in the corner asked.

“Lord Jang. how… … .”

Lee Hong raised his hand to cover his mouth and squatted down in front of the surviving Tuma.

Tuma’s face was filled with fear as he continued to gasp for breath. No one knew whether it was the fear of impending death, fear of Lee Hong, or fear of someone whose name he did not know.

Lee Hong asked.

“Did you kill those three?”

It seemed like he didn’t even have the strength to shake his head. Instead of answering, Tuma continued to breathe heavily.

Lee Hong’s face twisted.

“You are asking. “Did you kill those guys?”

“crane! crane!”

“When this bastard asks… … .”

For a moment, Lee Hong’s eyes sparkled.

Tuma’s neck gasping for air.

It looked like a light cut, but when I looked closely, it went all the way to my vocal cords. It’s a situation where you can’t speak.

At this level, it is a blessing in itself to be alive until now.

“… … Tsk.”

Lee Hong took a deep breath and slowly got up.

“There’s nothing to see. “You idiots, we threaten each other not to get in our way, but they end up causing accidents.”

Normally, I would have felt sorry for the Toumas’ lives, but now I was angry.

Lee Hong shouted.

“What are they doing! “Take all the bastards and burn them!”

“yes!”

It was then.

“Jangju.”

“Ah, Lord Dao.”

Lee Hong scratched his head as if embarrassed.

“This is shameless. You worked so hard to come here, but I really can’t show you… … .”

“That’s not it.”

“yes?”

Doheon pointed to one of the Tuma lying down with a strange look on his face.

“It looks like there are survivors.”

“Survivors?”

At that moment, Tuma’s arm flinched as he fell down.

Lee Hong’s eyes widened.

“Huh! Didn’t he die?”

“The wound looks pretty deep. However, it looks like he passed out during the fight, not dead. “I think I hit my head somewhere.”

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“Well, I see.”

Doheon turned Tuma over with his own hands.

For a moment, a subtle smile appeared in Doheon’s eyes.

“Jangju.”

“yes? Ah, yes. “Please speak.”

“This friend.”

Lee Hong looked down at Tuma.

It was my first time seeing this face. All the Tumas he could remember at all belonged to the Gapjo, and the Tumas below the Euljo had no idea who was who.

Lee Hong said to the instructor.

“Stay out.”

“yes.”

As the instructor closed the door and left, Lee Hong asked softly.

“Is this the guy the Great Lord was talking about?”

“A friend I had my eyes on once before. I thought she would have died, but luckily she survived. “In the fighting arena and in the waiting room.”

Lee Hong immediately understood what he was saying and raised his eyebrows slightly.

‘That’s right?’

The demons belonging to Tumajang were all rough and cruel lowlifes.

However, there were definitely some who had outstanding talents in their own way.

It was none of Lee Hong’s business, but some of the leaders of the combat units sometimes came to Tumajiang and secretly took away valuable coins in exchange for bribes.

Now that I see it, it looks like Grandmaster Gwangma has also come to ask for it.

‘But it’s surprising.’

So far, countless leaders of combat units have visited, but not a single one from my unit has come.

If it is natural, it is natural. Only carefully selected talents could enter the inner combat unit. In other words, it is a place that only the best and chosen ones can aim for.

Moreover, isn’t it Gwangmadae, which has a reputation for being strong even in the military? I couldn’t even imagine that Doheon would directly select talent from here.

‘Lord Gwangma… … Doheon… … .’

Lee Hong smiled inwardly.

‘Not bad.’

I don’t care who Tuma will take. In fact, it didn’t even seem like he would be used as a crew member. You can use it as a powerful worker, or you can send it to sleep with a noble lady who needs to look good.

What was important was the fact that someone as big as Do Heon asked him a favor directly.

‘It’s good to erase the debt.’

If even one of the noble people in your life is connected to you, it will be of great help to your success in the future.

Lee Hong nodded.

“I’ll assume this guy died here.”

“Thank you.”

“no. How can we not do this much to the person who works tirelessly day and night for Protestantism? ha ha ha!”

Doheon smiled.

But his eyes were not smiling.

“I guess I should at least give you a reward.”

Lee Hong waved his hand.

“Oh my! How can you say such a thing? Just take it easy.”

“I haven’t recovered the money I bet on Euljo. “I put in a lot of my own money, so please consider it blind money and use it for good purposes.”

Lee Hong was deeply moved.

Speaking of Gwangma Daeju Doheon, he was a man famous for being quite strict. But he was even showing his sincerity in this way.

Watching him handle the work, it seemed like he hadn’t done it once or twice. The fact that such a person even took care of money meant that he cared about you that much.

“It’s okay, but since the Lord has taken care of it, I will use the money well for our school.”

“Please do so.”

“ha ha ha.”

Lee Hong chuckles.

Doheon turned his head and looked down at Tuma.

Touma, Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes slowly opened.

The two people’s eyes met in midair.

Doheon said with a smile.

“Deputy Hwang. “Let’s take this friend out.”

* * *

The arena was big and wide.

Although it was as popular as its size, local executives did not come to see it. It’s about saving face in your own way.

For such people, several secret entrances were created in the fighting arena.

That was where Doheon headed.

“Then I’ll see you later.”

Lee Hong took the gun.

“Go in carefully. “I’ll go in first.”

“Good.”

When Lee Hong entered, Do-heon spoke to Hwang Moo-seok.

“Put him down… … .”

At that time, Lee Cheon-sang opened his eyes and came down from Hwang Moo-seok’s body.

Hwang Moo-seok looked at Lee Cheon-sang with uncomfortable eyes.

Lee Cheon-sang said, wiping the blood off his clothes.

“It’s been a while.”

For a moment, Hwang Moo-seok’s eyes widened. How could the humble Tuma be so insolent in front of the heavenly Lord?

“This guy… … !”

“stop.”

Doheon took a step forward.

“Yeah, it’s been a while.”

Lee Cheon-sang wordlessly tore his clothes and wrapped them around his forearms. That was where he got hurt.

Doheon shook his head and grabbed his wrist.

“Stay still.”

Do-heon, who threw away the tied cloth, tore his sleeve lengthwise and wrapped it around Lee Cheon-sang’s forearm.

“The magic power is considerable. Even if it’s a little dirty, there won’t be any major problems with treatment, but it’s still better to have a clean one.”

Lee Cheon-sang silently looks at his forearm.

Doheon asked as he tied up his wound.

“It was you, after all?”

“exactly.”

“Hehe, I was surprised. “I didn’t think you were dead, but I thought it would be difficult to get you out after the accident.”

The first to attack Lee Cheon-sang were Euljo’s Tuma three.

Lee Cheon-sang killed two of them and rendered one incapable of fighting. I even tore my vocal cords out of fear that the secret might leak out.

He then cut his body and pretended to faint. If you were lucky enough to survive, you could receive treatment and return to work.

“I didn’t know you were so meticulous.”

“If the peak master had come, he would have been caught.”

“Oh, do you know that much now?”

“You noticed right away.”

“ha ha ha!”

Hwang Moo-seok was deeply surprised when he saw Do-heon smiling brightly.

I’ve never seen Doheon smile like that in a while. Although she may have become softer than before, she never showed her emotions out loud.

‘Who the hell is this guy?’

Hwang Moo-seok’s consciousness naturally turned to Lee Cheon-sang.

Do Heon tapped Lee Cheon Sang on the arm.

“That’s it. “Let’s leave this for now and go back and get treatment first.”

Lee Cheon-sang, who was slowly turning his arm, opened his mouth.

“I guess I can’t go back to the fighting arena.”

Doheon tilted his head.

“Is there anything more to learn?”

“There was none.”

“If you do that, there won’t be any problem.”

“… … .”

“why? “Is there anything else that bothers you?”

“No.”

“Hmm.”

Doheon, who was looking at Lee Cheon-sang with thoughtful eyes, tilted his head.

“It certainly seems like life there was different. “It’s strangely different from when I first saw it.”

“Didn’t you say that struggle is the best way to learn about the world?”

“Huh, did you?”

“exactly.”

“So, do you think you’ve changed a lot yourself?”

“I don’t know if anything has changed.”

“If you have learned enough, you have changed. The face and atmosphere are the same as before, but the impression has definitely changed. “It probably means that your learning was deep.”

“… … .”

“You probably haven’t been able to rest properly for half a year. “Go back and rest for a few days.”

Lee Cheon-sang looked at Do-heon.

Doheon tilted his head.

“Why but?”

“I want to ask you something.”

There is something I want to ask.

I asked a question back then, but it didn’t feel as natural as it does now.

‘It’s definitely changed.’

Doheon nodded.

“What are you curious about? “Ask.”

“What do you think of Tumagang?”

“… … hmm?”

“… … .”

“What do you think of Toumajang?”

“exactly.”

Doheon’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“I don’t know why you’re suddenly asking such a question… … What and how can you be thinking? It never looks good on me. Honestly, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have gone near it.”

“Is that the end?”

“Did you get the answer you wanted?”

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes deepened.

“That place needs to disappear.”

Doheon’s eyes sparkled.

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