Episode 97. Protestant Outlaw (1)
The Three Gongja of the Heavenly Demon Church.
The aftermath of the name was truly great.
“Whoa!”
“Sah, Sam Gongja-nim?!”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen you in real life!”
“indeed… … ! As rumored, he looks dignified!”
Xu Liang stroked his face involuntarily.
How majestic is this face? Even though he’s pretty handsome, isn’t he just a beast?
On the other hand, Ji Woon-hoe and other magicians of the Magic Sword family were astonished in a different way.
‘Three Gongja? That young man?’
Ji Yun-hoe looked at Xu Liang’s face once more.
‘Come to think of it… … .’
Sometime in the past, he had seen Xi Liang.
It was about the time when the bottom of his nose was getting dark, so it must have been a while since he was selected as a third party.
However, no matter how old you are, there is a huge difference between the Xiliang then and the Xiliang now. I can’t imagine that the Three Gongja would have changed this much.
Xu Liang smiled.
“why? Did you get anything on my face?”
“… … .”
“How about greetings?”
Ji Woon-hoe, who had been quietly looking at Seo-ryang, slowly took a fist.
“Jiunhoe, the head of the Demonic Sword, see the Three Gongja.”
It was a short and simple greeting. He wasn’t condescending, but he was a subtle greeting that wasn’t very polite.
At the same time, the two young men lined up behind him and the swordsmen of the Sword Corps bowed their heads.
“Meet the Three Gongja.”
When it emits energy, it seems that even a great mountain is about to collapse, but the greeting is quiet.
Jiwoonhoe said.
“I didn’t know you were the Three Gongs.”
“Really?”
“Even if I didn’t know, rudeness is rudeness, so I admit my mistake.
However, since you, as a candidate for the succession of Protestantism, have shown disrespectful words and actions, how about doing nothing this time?”
It was a neat job. I was taken aback, but I quickly made up my mind and hurriedly put an end to the situation.
Indeed, he looked like the head of a family competing for the throne.
Shiliang said bluntly.
“Okay. I didn’t come here to argue with you either.”
It wasn’t a very believable statement. Of course, no one could catch him in this place.
“Thank you. Enough… … .”
“Previously.”
“… … ?”
“The head of the household didn’t answer my question. I’m asking because I’m really curious, so please tell me the answer and go.”
“… … I would appreciate it if you could tell me again what the question is.”
“I can listen to you anytime. I asked. As a father, what would you do if you witnessed your child’s shameless crime?”
Jiwoonhoe’s eyes deepened. He couldn’t guess what the other person was saying.
But while everyone was watching. It seemed that there would be nothing good to talk about for a long time with that high-status Thunder Naked.
“Of course, we will have to deal with it according to the law.”
“Do you handle it according to the law?”
“exactly.”
“That law is such an ambiguous word. Does that mean we’ll deal with it according to the family’s rules?”
Jiwoonhoe’s eyebrows twitched. What is the reason for asking such an obvious question?
But he couldn’t say it was natural. Xu Liang’s face as he asked him a question was much more serious than he thought.
silence for a moment.
After that heavy silence, Ji Woon-hoe answered.
“My family’s laws are stricter than any other family. If such a moment ever comes, I will sternly ask for the guilt, even as a child.”
“On the contrary, since I am a child, can I understand this to mean that I will be more resolute in asking for my sins?”
A subdued expansive interpretation.
But it was hard to say no.
Isn’t it full of demons from outside wars as well as demons from outside? Furthermore, some of the veterans of the civil war would have been keeping an eye on the situation.
“exactly. How can a person who can’t handle even one of my children properly lead a family as the head of a household?”
“Right.”
“One I do believe. That my children, as well as any demons in the main house, would never do anything shameless.”
It was a word that revealed his pride as the head of the Demon Sword. At least in these words, Ji Woon-hoe’s sincerity was evident.
Xie Liang looked at him blankly and lowered his head.
“I’m sorry I kept you on your way. Welcome to the Protestant Church.”
“It was nothing.”
Seo Liang stepped aside. Then Ma Dong-pil also followed him, holding the sword of King Muk.
The Demonic Swordsman’s troops advancing once again.
Xi Liang stepped aside and looked at the two young men following Ji Yun Hui.
One was a young man who seemed to be about the same age as Seo Liang. His complexion was rather pale, but his sharp eyes and blade-like prayer all over his body were impressive.
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The other was a young man now in his late teens. He had a gentle appearance with a fine appearance, but he exuded an equally impressive anticipation.
‘The eldest son and third son of the head of the demonic sword.’
The eldest son Ji Kang-hyeon (池鋼賢), and the third son Ji Yeong-hyeon (池永賢).
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes flashed.
“Confucius.”
“okay.”
“It is a much greater prayer than I thought. The eldest son Ji Kang-hyun… … He is a person not to be taken lightly.”
“right. It should be right… … .”
Seo Liang frowned.
‘what?’
I felt a clear sense of life in Ji Kang-hyun’s eyes, who boasted a blade-like prayer.
However, that is the level that even strong swordsmen often have. Prosecutors who have killed people are those who have experienced the weight of murder. It was only natural that there was life in his eyes.
However, Xi Liang could read one more thing.
‘A guy who kills people once a day, at least once every two days. Otherwise, life cannot be so vivid, and it does not overlap.’
He has followed the realm of death more deeply than anyone else. Just by looking at the flowing life, you could tell what kind of mayhem the other person was going through.
‘Mayhem? No way.’
Xi Liang’s eyes deepened.
‘That’s not something worth living for on a battlefield where swords fly.’
At first glance, it is similar to the murder of any other prosecutor, but it is more terrible and more corrupt.
‘This is the life of a person who unilaterally murdered someone.’
Literally, the eyes of a murderer, a murderer.
‘The eldest son Ji Kang-hyun is the real culprit… … It’s really amazing to kill someone once every two days.’
Even if you catch as few as a year, it is about 180 people. At this level, it is not enough to listen to the sound of a demon head.
Xi Liang also had three or four assassinations in one day, but those he assassinated were all Murim people.
It was like a battle, so to speak, where intense attention and extreme concentration were essential.
Ji Kang-hyun was different.
I’m guessing the people he killed… … It is highly likely that he is a good citizen who has not learned a handful of martial arts.
‘Well, since he’s the eldest son of the Madou family, he’d be happy to hear Madou’s voice.’
It was clear that he was a bad guy anyway.
‘Besides, the owner of the demonic sword didn’t notice at all.’
He is meticulous enough not to catch the eye of his father, who even listens to the sword king of magic.
In addition, as the eldest son of the family, he would have had to deal with the duties assigned to him day by day.
His viciousness, his meticulousness, and even his self-management ability that everyone around him would not suspect.
‘He’s a formidable guy.’
At that time, Ji Kang-hyun slightly turned his head.
As soon as their eyes met, his eyes narrowed. But for a moment, he turned his head again and looked ahead.
‘It’s hard to be favored in many ways, is this?’
My country will do the same.
Seo Liang patted Ma Dong-pil on the shoulder.
“Dongpil-ah, slowly turn around… … .”
For an instant, he felt an ominous feeling running down his back.
A young man caught in his sight as he quickly turned his head.
“Gongja?”
“… … .”
“Confucius!”
“uh? Uh uh.”
“Let’s go.”
“Okay, let’s go. Where is the Great Lord?”
“The Great Lord is here… … .”
Then, like a lie, Wi Hong-ryun squeezed between the two and jumped up.
“Did you find me?”
“It’s a surprise. Bitch, when did you learn stealth?”
“Am I rather surprised? I’ve been calling Confucius since the beginning of time, but didn’t you hear me?”
Ma Dong-pil also nodded.
“That’s right.”
“Oh, I had something to think about, but I guess I didn’t hear it. By the way, did you squeeze everything?”
“Oh, no!”
“Kill Kill! I get it. Hey, I’ve almost finished watching the outer war, but let’s go to the inner war. I’m bored, let’s have a drink.”
“oh? Can I?”
“What else can’t be done? There’s nothing to do, but you can’t keep killing yourself in a side fight. It just seems like you guys aren’t having fun either.”
“Hehe, you knew that.”
“I like that you are so honest… … .”
So, the three of them headed for civil war while talking about each other.
Seo Liang kept pace with the two of them, but his consciousness was focused on the young man he had just seen.
He was the third son, Ji Yeong-hyeon, not Ji Kang-hyeon.
‘He… … .’
Xi Liang’s eyes deepened.
‘He’s hiding an absurd power.’
A fragment of secret power that could not have been caught if it had not been for the senses of Kuyumagong, which was completed with the help of the Heavenly Heaven.
Ji Yeong-hyeon at least approached her own, or possessed more than that.
“… … It’s getting more and more exciting, right?”
* * *
Seo Liang, who had knocked out Wi Hong-ryun with alcohol in an instant, left the residence. And Ma Dong-pil and Keum-ho followed him.
“Are you not drunk?”
“I blew the alcohol.”
“Why did you give it away? If that’s the case, don’t drink.”
“… … .”
“Yes, although I told you to drink it.”
“I am the close escort of Confucius. We must protect Gongja at all times.”
Seo Liang smiled.
At that time, Kumho ang! I groaned and looked up at him. While keeping pace with his brisk steps, he raises his head to look at Seo Liang.
“You son of a bitch, are you following me too?”
As soon as he was in his arms, Geumho burrowed into the front seat and took his seat. I wanted to follow him, but walking seemed cumbersome.
“But Gongja-nim. Where are you going?”
“I’m going to the Wonju of Happiness.”
“I see.”
Xu Liang glanced at his waist.
“Anyway, was it cool? Squeeze the sword! I plugged it in and puck! Kneel down until you can hear it.”
“ah… … .”
“If you see something like that, you know how to read the atmosphere. Good job.”
Ma Dong-pil scratched his head as if embarrassed.
“I just couldn’t stand to see the arrogance of the demonic sword master.”
“What is arrogance? He even greeted me sweetly.”
“… … Did you see it?”
“I saw it.”
“sorry.”
Seo Liang smiled.
“I haven’t seen anyone who goes around saying sorry like you. You were just the greatest sinner in the world. Why are you sorry about that?”
“just… … .”
“Anyway, it’s hard. Right, Kumho?”
“yes!”
“Look.”
Ma Dong-pil’s face became uncomfortable.
I don’t care what Confucius said, but it wasn’t that monster. I felt bad for being looked down on by a fox that was only the size of my forearm.
Seo Liang giggled.
“You man, be nice to Kumho from now on. One day, when you make a mistake, a child who will be a great teacher who will scold you for your mistakes… … .”
In an instant, his eyes flashed.
Ma Dong-pil pouted his lips in an unresponsive manner.
“I will do my best not to make any mistakes… … .”
“Keep down!”
Aaaaaagh!
A blade of grass crossed the air.
