Episode 297 Why Me?
The enemy who lost an arm or leg did not mourn.
A dead person is a dead person. If he is like this even after losing his right arm, it is obvious how he thinks of himself.
“I have to hold him until I get back.”
Since he knew the nature of the enemy well, Joo-yang could tell that if he missed the sword dance, he would die. He was already on the brink of life and death.
The first thing you must do faithfully is to go and collect the interest.
The next day, the swordsman who went to collect the interest came back with a ruined hand.
The next day was the same. I had hoped that they would give me some leniency the second day, but the Geommugeuk didn’t show any mercy.
The knife handlers at the power plant were shaken when they returned with their hands damaged for two days in a row. Some suddenly fell ill and lay down, and some even disappeared, saying that something urgent had come up.
Among the swordsmen, the sword dance was criticized as being cruel, but Joo-yang thought the opposite. The opponent was showing mercy. If he had been cruel, no one would have survived in the Tongjeonso.
‘Why didn’t they just kill them all that day?’
When he closed the eyes of the person who had been tortured by the cruelty, Joo-yang despaired, thinking, ‘Ah, we will be annihilated now.’ However, Geommu-geuk did not do that. There must be a reason why they were kept alive.
Anyway, I had to go collect my interest today too.
“I’m going myself today.”
The expressions of the swordsmen who had been anxious about being caught by Joo-yang’s words brightened. As a manager, there was a limit to just sending out the swordsmen, so he took action himself.
I left the office feeling bitter, seeing that no one followed me as I promised to escort them. Yes, I understood. Even I wouldn’t have followed them.
Rather, Geommugeuk greeted him with a more welcoming face than his subordinates.
“Why did you come? Have all the men already left?”
“Everyone is afraid.”
“But you’re not the kind of person who worries about your subordinates, are you?”
“What do you know about me?”
The sword dance stared at him intently.
“You are so confident. Where did you go to call some great master?”
Although it hit the nail on the head, Joo-yang tried not to show his surprise.
‘How quick-witted he is.’
I was acting scared. How on earth did they notice?
“It wouldn’t be easy to find someone more skilled than the person who was sent to kill me back then.”
Joo-yang could tell that the person Geommu-geuk was talking about was the right-hand man of the enemy. That was right. That was why he went to the Demonic Cult to ask for help.
Instead of answering, Joo-yang changed the subject by asking a question.
“Why didn’t you ruin my hand?”
That’s the thing I’m most curious about. I didn’t do anything particularly good to him.
Geommugeuk took out two coins and placed them on the table as he spoke.
“I might need your hand.”
Joo-yang was puzzled by those unexpected words, but Geommu-geuk said nothing more and went up to his guest room.
Joo-yang picked up the coin lying on the table.
As I was about to leave, I suddenly looked down at my hands. Do I need these hands? Why on earth?
* * *
“It seems that Jidanju has started digging into the Lord’s back.”
At those words, a groan erupted from under the rock as big as a house.
Surprisingly, a person was carrying the large rock. Even if he used all his internal energy, it was a sight that made me wonder, “How could he carry such a large rock?”
thud.
The rock fell to the ground and a man appeared behind it and walked out.
He had a strong physique and a sharp impression, and if I had to compare him to an animal, I would say he was a tiger.
The leader of the Demon Sword Army, Jung-ak.
This is a man whose whole story can be explained in one line.
The Mageomdae was an elite military organization of the Cheonmasin Church, deployed to the Gangseo District, the front line, in preparation for war.
As the person in charge of leading an elite organization, Jung-ak is a master with powerful martial arts skills and a wealth of combat experience.
“While carrying this heavy thing, are you reporting like that with the intention of killing me?”
The person who reported was Cha Hoi, the leader of the Demon Sword Corps, a subordinate of the evil spirit.
“Shouldn’t I also try Daeju and retire?”
He was a very cold and firm character, so even the Demon Sword Masters were afraid of him, but the only person he could have a casual conversation with was Cha-Hwi. He was so loyal that they had no secrets between them.
“That guy is investigating me?”
“Yes, I secretly released the person.”
In terms of rank, the chieftain was higher than the chieftain. However, elite organizations such as the Magumdae had authority that transcended rank. So in such cases, they usually showed respect for each other.
But in Gangseo District, that wasn’t being properly observed.
“That guy really likes making enemies. We actually do all the fighting.”
Jung-ak took off his sweat-soaked clothes and washed his body in the running water. His entire body was covered in scars. It was a body that made you feel the kind of history that one must have to become the leader of the Demon Sword.
He continued speaking while washing his body.
“How nice it would be to live well, comfortably among people who are neither enemies nor friends.”
“I don’t know what the intention is behind pretending to be so upright.”
“No, that guy is just sick. He can’t stand it if you don’t act like you’re so smart.”
He washed up and put on the new clothes that had been prepared in advance.
“So? Is there a problem?”
“I’ve already ordered you to keep your mouth shut for now.”
Jung-ak was a corrupt and ruthless person, as suspected by Jidanju. He was secretly taking bribes from various sects within Gangseo.
On the other hand, the new manager who came in last year had a strict personality and absolutely did not allow bribes. As a result, more bribes were offered to Jung-ak. Jung-ak accepted everything that was given.
“I don’t understand why I have such a hard life when they are offering to give me so much money. I should just take the money those bastards give me and make my own decisions.”
In fact, he did that. He didn’t accept all the other person’s demands because he received a bribe. He ignored the things he thought were wrong, and did the things he thought were okay.
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The four letters that made it possible, the Magic Sword.
Of course, most of the bribes they paid were for things that had not yet happened.
“We’re fighting anxiety, right? How great is that?”
Cha-Hwi smiled faintly at Jung-Ak’s joke.
The problem was that this wasn’t something to just laugh off.
“As you know, I’m not usually a picky person, so if you start digging like this, you’ll eventually figure it out.”
The eyes of the evil spirit shone coldly. The fact that he had decided to investigate himself meant that he had risked everything. Their relationship was pretty good at first. Where on earth did it go wrong?
Jung-ak slowly walked to the rock and drew his sword.
I swung it lightly as if I was cutting a tree branch.
Oh my god.
The big rock split in half.
The next round was filled with respect for this amazing move.
“For the sake of peace in the martial arts world… … .”
Jung-ak added, caressing the smooth cross-section of the rock.
“Even if the leader changes, we should remain the same.”
And just then, as if by fate, a visitor arrived.
Another subordinate came and reported.
“A guest has arrived.”
* * *
The person waiting in the secret room was the enemy.
This was the place where the Jungak used to have secret meetings.
The enemy also wore bamboo hats and shabby long robes to hide their identities.
As soon as Jung-ak entered, the enemy suddenly stood up and greeted him politely.
“It’s been a while.”
“Didn’t I tell you not to come until I called?”
Jung-ak’s reaction was cold. Originally, he had openly ignored the enemy that ran the King of Hell.
‘Then you should have ignored my money too.’
The enemy hid his true feelings and prostrated himself.
“Why must you have been so desperate to come see me like this?”
“What’s going on?”
“A person impersonating Mine has intervened, and he is a master we cannot touch.”
I intentionally omitted the part where he pretends to be the leader of the Demonic Cult. If I did, he would have made excuses like, “Are you asking us to deal with such a crazy guy?” given his evil nature.
“Isn’t it a serious crime to impersonate our school? How great is the skill?”
“It’s so bad I have to run here. Please help me!”
In a situation where Zidane was doubting himself, he would have refused unconditionally. However, one thought crossed Zhongyue’s mind.
“Okay. I’ll take care of it.”
“thank you.”
The enemy was embarrassed because he gave his consent so readily.
“Instead, there is one thing I need you to do.”
“Please give your order.”
“Make sure that it gets to Zidan’s ears that there is someone impersonating Mine. I can’t handle this on my own.”
The enemy could tell.
‘Since the opponent is a master, I guess he’s not moving and is trying to use the Zidane to take him down. Anyway, the rest is in order.’
It didn’t matter anyway. All I had to do was get rid of the bastard.
“I will do as you command.”
In fact, Jung-ak was making a plan that was much more ruthless than Jeokpae had expected.
Going to catch the guy impersonating the Demonic Cult and the Gangseo Jidanju dies? Will the Demonic Swords take revenge?
Will that work? If I had lived a life of doubt, I would not have come to this point.
We really have to do this.
This was the life that Jung-ak lived.
* * *
The next day, Joo-yang came again.
“Our master, now you are able to come alone without fear.”
“At least you said you needed my hand, so can’t you protect my hand?”
Joo-yang couldn’t sleep all night because he was curious.
“Why on earth do you need my hand?”
Then, the most surprising words in Juyang’s life came out of Geommugeuk’s mouth.
“I was thinking of making you the new head of the power plant.”
Joo-yang shouted without realizing it.
“That’s nonsense!”
On the other hand, the sword dance was calm.
“Why do you think it doesn’t make sense?”
“Well… … .”
There were many reasons, but they were reasons I had never thought about or spoken of.
“Weren’t you going to kill me?”
The swordplay that he felt was not one to leave the wicked alone.
“That’s right. I originally wanted to kill him, but I needed a villain.”
The sword master revealed his plan.
“If you are a necessary evil anyway, I intend to make you a proper necessary evil. From now on, the Central Plains’ Tongjeonso will lend money at a reasonable interest rate. Right now, it’s only the Tongjeonso, but one day, all the places where the Central Plains’ King of Hell are placed will be changed like that.”
Now I knew. Why he had kept me alive. Why he had left my hand intact. It was meant to be used to keep counting the numbers on the abacus.
The man in front of me was having a really ridiculous dream. The words just came out of my mouth.
“Who the hell are you?”
The same answer I’ve heard many times came back again.
“The leader of the Demonic Cult.”
“You are just crazy!”
He’s the one who made holes in people’s foreheads and broke the hands of the swordsmen, and he makes them scream like this. He makes them let their guard down.
“In the end, even the loan sharks will listen to you. If the devils had listened to you, they would have laughed it off. They’ll be out of their minds for a while, teasing me.”
Joo-yang shook his head. Either he was truly crazy… or he was just showing off his skills in front of the real leader of the Demonic Cult.
“Do you think that’s possible?”
“I don’t know. You have to take charge of it.”
How could this not be confusing?
“No matter how strong your martial arts are… …you’re going to die anyway.”
“Then you help me.”
“What kind of cult leader would ask for help from a loan shark?”
Joo-yang laughed to himself, thinking that the joke was funny, but quickly became serious. When you hang out with crazy people, you go crazy together.
“Okay, let’s say that’s true. Why me? Why not appoint someone who is more suitable for the job? Not someone like me, someone who isn’t greedy for money.”
Personally, this was the thing I was most curious about.
“Since this is a place that deals with such a large amount of money, that person will become corrupted by money. On the other hand, you will not become corrupted any more. If you break your promise to me and do something foolish, I can easily kill you without any remorse.”
I never thought it would be for this reason.
“You’re being too much in front of people.”
“If you think I’m going to spare your life, you’re mistaken. It won’t be easy for you. You’ll have to be very thorough in managing the organization, and you won’t be able to embezzle even a single penny.”
This was the punishment that the sword dance gave him.
“You will have to work yourself to death, just like those who paid you interest. You will have to live your whole life getting the interest you received wrongly.”
“What if I refuse?”
“I will die with you on the day the enemy dies.”
The swordsman took out two coins one by one and placed them on the table. His actions seemed to be like this: This coin is for the enemy, this is for you.
When he saw the coin, Joo-yang’s heart started beating like crazy again. If it were these days, he might die from a burst heart before the coin pierced his forehead.
Whether it’s because I’m afraid of death, or because of the vanity of possibly becoming the owner of a power plant, or because of the frustration of having to spend my whole life doing something boring, my heart keeps pounding like this whenever I’m with Iza.
Geommugeuk asked calmly, as if he was listening to Juyang’s heartbeat.
“Are you scared?”
“Then you won’t be afraid?”
“Even if you fall into the ocean, you can survive as long as you have enough space to stick your nose and mouth out. No matter how wide the ocean is, as long as you have just this much space.”
Geommugeuk rolled his hands into a cylinder in front of his face.
“Think carefully about whether this much breathing space is mine or yours. You have to decide quickly. A big wave will crash down on you soon.”
Joo-yang looked down at the coins on the table. These two coins were about to change his fate.
How do you feel? I wanted to live. If I had to live my whole life atoning for my sins, I would rather choose death. I don’t have the spirit or courage to do that.
Now, if the real devil comes out, I will be torn to pieces. Why do I keep wavering? Why do I want to say, “I will follow your will, so spare me!” even now? Why do I feel like I have to do that?
Joo-yang said as he took the coins.
“That wave is coming at you first. So, find your breathing hole.”
