Episode 312 That door can never be opened.
In the garden yard, a sword dance called Hwanyeo.
“Is the owner here?”
Then, Hwan-yeo walked out from behind the flower garden.
“Welcome, Young Master.”
She greeted me warmly, returning to her original, kind flower garden owner status.
“The owner was here. I thought you ran away, so I was going to call a painter to draw your portrait.”
When Hwan-yeo showed a slightly frozen expression, Geommu-geuk added with a smile.
“I’m joking. How could our master run away when he’s innocent?”
Now, as if he was familiar with this place, Geommugeuk walked over to the flower pot in the corner.
“New flowers have arrived.”
“I just got in.”
Geommugeuk crouched down and looked at the flowers.
The third visit of the sect leader.
‘There is clearly some intention behind it.’
Was it because of the dream she had a while ago? Hwan-yeo felt even more anxious than during her previous visit.
The subordinate reported that the leader of the Fengchun sect had returned.
Perhaps the Demon Lord Seop-Hon-Ma-Jun realized that he had been affected by the Yin-Yang Reverse Soul Jutsu.
‘Then catch me and kill me. Why are you hesitating?’
The situation was such that the cult leader could surprise her at any moment. She was fully prepared to use illusion magic at any time.
Despite the tension in her heart, Geommugeuk was calm.
“I understand why that dead man keeps coming here. I feel strangely at peace when I come here.”
“Thank you so much for your kind words.”
“Do you know anything about that drone?”
“No. He was a man of few words.”
I didn’t know that I would be suspected this much when I used Saujong. Since I was in a romantic relationship with the Subhonmajon, I thought they would naturally focus on that.
‘Why did things get so messed up?’
The answer is sitting right in front of you.
“Do you find it strange that I come here so often?”
“No. I already knew that you were close to the Magachon people. You’re on special terms with the owner of the Pungryu tavern, right?”
A cold smile appeared on Geommu-geuk’s lips. There was a threat hidden in his words, as if it was nothing. I know someone you care about.
The swordsman stood up and turned to face her. The cold smile that had formed on his lips a moment ago was replaced by a pleasant smile.
“You know me well.”
“I know you don’t care about the status of others. Since you’re friendly with the tavern owner, you’d probably be friendly with the flower shop owner too, right?”
Their gazes met in midair. Their behavior toward each other was extremely natural.
“Do you have a family?”
I wish I could tell her that I have a twin sister, but she wasn’t such an easy target.
“No, there isn’t.”
“You must be lonely all by yourself.”
“I live with flowers and trees as if they were my family.”
During our conversation today, Geommu-geuk definitely felt that it would take a long time for the King of Huan to be mentioned from the mouth of this flawless woman.
It won’t be easy even when winter passes and spring flowers start to bloom. But this woman is too dangerous to put in the effort for a long time.
“I have news to tell you, sir.”
If it doesn’t work out in a calm environment, you’ll have to force her into a corner.
“What’s the news?”
“I have good news and bad news. Which one would you like to hear first?”
“Let me start with the bad news.”
“The leader of the Fengchun sect has returned to resolve this incident. Since it involves the Demon Lord, the leader of the Fengchun sect will personally investigate this incident. Soon, the leader of the Fengchun sect will personally lead the demon army and search the Hwawon area.”
Since Geommu-geuk did not hide the information but exposed it, Hwan-yeo was rather confused. If he had really doubted himself, he could have come with the leader of Pungcheon.
“The leader of the Pungcheon Church was confident. He was sure that if he came and investigated in person, he would definitely be able to find a clue.”
The flower garden had nothing to worry about. There was no evidence of any illusion or soul-binding in this garden. There was no evidence that could reveal his true identity.
The problem was himself.
What if the leader of the Pungcheon cult saw him in person? Then he could find out his true nature. He could hide it from the younger leader, but the leader of the Pungcheon cult has no confidence.
‘We must leave before we collide with the leader of the Pungcheon sect.’
The reason why he didn’t leave right away even after hearing his subordinate’s report that the leader of the Pungcheon sect had returned was because of this minor leader.
Couldn’t he reveal his true identity and prevent them from sending a pursuit party?
What if the reason you came here first and told me this story is because you really believe in yourself? I still doubt it, but what if it’s true?
“I still think you are innocent. There is no such thing as a bad person who likes flowers.”
Yeah, it’s worth it. I was confident I could escape from the cult leader anyway.
“What’s the good news?”
“Come eat with me. I’ll pay.”
Huan Yu was surprised by the unexpected suggestion. Why would he want to eat with her? To poison her food? There must be an easier way to subdue her.
Seriously, this person is completely unknowable. Since there is no clear answer to this or that, I keep getting caught up in it.
“Isn’t that even worse news? I’ll be embarrassed if I eat with someone as precious as you, the So-Ryo-Ju.”
The sword dance laughed loudly.
“As expected. I had a feeling our owner would be a cheerful person.”
Even in the midst of the sword dance, Hwan-yeo was serious.
“The cult leader treats me comfortably, but it’s too hard for me. Just meeting the cult leader is hard enough, but if I meet someone like the leader of the Fengchun cult, I’ll collapse. If you really believe that I’m innocent, please close the flower shop for a while and allow me to go back to my hometown.”
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Even if the Yongmo Paji is revealed and the pursuit party is chasing him, how can he possibly be caught by them?
The problem is that the person who assigns this task will see himself as incompetent.
If her identity is revealed and she is chased by the Demonic Cult, her younger brother will take on the main role and she will be in a supporting role. That is not what she wants. She wanted to be the light, not the shadow.
“You said you trusted me?”
“Of course.”
“Then I beg you. Please let me go.”
“I will let you go once I meet the leader of the Pungcheon Church. Don’t worry, I will be by your side.”
Hwan-yeo stared intently at the sword dance. The look in her eyes changed.
“Your Majesty, you are saying two things with one mouth. You said you did not suspect me.”
“I have no doubt.”
Now the sword dance has taken the situation to the next level.
“Suspicion is something you do when you are in a state of uncertainty. Why would you be suspicious when you are a clear criminal?”
“!”
Hwan-yeo was shocked. She really never imagined that Geommu-geuk would say something like that.
“The person who likes flowers is a bad person.”
Coincidentally, Geommugeuk said something similar to what he had said in his dream.
Hwan-yeo could tell.
‘You were toying with me from the start!’
The only thing I was curious about was this.
“Since when did you know?”
Hwan-yeo’s prayer changed. She casted a spell on the Demon Lord and showed her true self, able to stand tall in front of the leader of the Demonic Cult.
“From the beginning.”
It means that I knew from the moment I came to buy flowers for the woman.
Hwan-yeo sighed.
“You were trying to figure out why I did this.”
I thought that would be the case, but Geommugeuk’s answer was unexpected.
“You don’t know why either?”
For a moment, Hwan-yeo’s expression hardened coldly.
“You’re doing this because someone ordered you to do it, right? You don’t know what his intentions are. Is he trying to kill me or my father? He wouldn’t have told you, a consumable.”
The prayer of Hwan-yeo became rough. The anger contained in the changed prayer acknowledged the words of Geommu-geuk.
“Until now, your status as a cult leader has been a shield that has protected your life. Will that shield work on me as well?”
“I don’t know that either. I don’t know what kind of window you’re holding.”
It was just then.
Beyond the flower garden fence, in the distance, a group of unmanned personnel were seen coming this way.
The one in front was the leader of the Pungcheon cult, and those following behind were the demons. Because of his large size, he was easily visible from afar.
“While we search the garden, let’s have a meal.”
Hwan-yeo accepted the offer coldly.
“I’ll buy that meal.”
The moment she claps her hands!
The surroundings have changed.
* * *
Space within illusion.
There was a place selling alcohol and food in front of my eyes.
Ghost Restaurant.
The appearance of the illusionist standing in front of the spot had changed. Her eyes were torn and her lips were bright red. Her appearance in the illusion and her normal appearance were polar opposites.
“If I had known you looked like this, I wouldn’t have asked you to eat with me.”
At my words, Hwan-yeo frowned and scoffed coldly.
As she walked in, the door to the ghost shop opened wide on its own.
I followed her inside.
The inside of the restaurant was bustling with customers. As I entered, the place where people were laughing and chatting suddenly became quiet, and everyone’s eyes turned to me.
Their empty, unfocused eyes held no soul. They were ghosts.
The place was filled with ghosts, and a powerful ghost energy filled the spot. The Heavenly Horse Guardian began to activate on its own and protect me.
I slowly walked to the seat where Hwan-yeo was sitting. Her eyes were relaxed. I could tell that at least here at Gwihonbanjeom, she felt absolutely safe.
An old man stood next to her.
“You are the owner of the ghost haunt.”
The sword dance could feel that this old man was also an absolute master of illusion.
If we recall the events before the return, King Huan and King Huan Yeo, like the other twelve kings of the Earthly Branches, had many subordinates. This old man named Gwisuk would have been one of them.
“Your Majesty, the person who has come with you today is a precious member of the Shingyo, so please take special care of him.”
Gwisuk glared at me coldly.
“There can’t be anyone of noble status in the Demonic Cult! They’re all worthless.”
There was a strong ghostly energy in his voice. If Hwan-yeo was skilled in the art of soul-binding among illusions, then the old man could feel that he specialized in ghostly magic.
He shouted at Gwisuk’s back as he walked briskly.
“Listen, Master. Our school has changed a lot, so get rid of your preconceptions!”
Hwan-yeo was amazed at how I showed no fear at all.
“I really have to admit it. At your age, it’s hard to even imitate this kind of prayer and leisure.”
“If you get entangled with our demons, you’ll realize that this is nothing. Man, no one knows what those people were like at first. Who knows my dark, burnt insides?”
The aura of seduction now flowed out from Hwan-yeo’s long, slitted eyes. She was trying to read my mind using the seduction technique. However, since the Cheonmahoshinkong was activated, her sorcery did not work.
“If you weren’t trying to figure out my intentions, why were you watching me?”
“Of course I’m curious. Who is behind this?”
“Why did you give up without finding out? If you hadn’t mobilized the Fengchun Cult Leader, you would have been able to know more about me.”
“You are not the type of person who will give an easy answer.”
She nodded with a look of approval.
“I decided that you weren’t worth my precious time.”
He said that he had given up, but I did not give up. If this last move does not work, I will take her hostage and bring in the King of Huan. I will find out even if I have to torture her. I will find out no matter what. This matter is related to the life and death of the leader of the Fengchun sect. If it does not work out, I will turn the target of revenge on myself and wait for the King of Huan.
This is my repayment to the leader of the Pungcheon sect who gave me everything without holding back.
At that time, Jeomsoi brought the alcohol first. Jeomsoi was also a ghost with empty eyes.
I smelled alcohol.
“Isn’t this the drink that only the dead drink?”
As soon as the dead man spoke, the noisy surroundings became quiet and everyone looked in this direction.
The ghost in those empty eyes. If it weren’t for the Cheonmahoshinkong, I would have been gripped by fear and trembled all over.
I made eye contact with the ghost sitting next to me. I felt a desire to rush at him right away. But I didn’t dare to rush at him.
Hwan-yeo knew exactly why.
“Little Leader, what you believe in is the Nine Fire Demonic Art. That’s right, you have learned the Nine Fire Demonic Art, so illusions can’t kill you.”
This is the majesty of the Nine-Hwa Magic. The majesty of absolute magic that no sorcery or illusions can work on.
“If you knew, why did you bring me here?”
“Even if we can’t kill them, we can confine them.”
I looked around with the Blood Anxiety Essence and the Divine Eye. The bluish light was nowhere to be found. Just like in the previous fight with the Demon Lord, it wouldn’t be easy to find a method of destruction.
“If I kill you, this place will disappear too.”
Even in the face of death, she was confident.
“I guarantee this. If you kill me here, you, the young cult leader, will never be able to leave this place. You will be trapped here with those ghosts forever. It will be the same even if I commit suicide. The moment I die, the destruction law itself will disappear.”
As if that were true, the ghosts all looked in this direction. Their empty eyes seemed to say, “Let’s stay with us for the rest of our lives.”
We looked at the door we came through. Hwan-yeo confidently said, looking at our eyes as if we could just go out through that door.
“That door can never be opened from the inside.”
“The leader of the Pungcheon Church will come to save me.”
“Don’t you know what’s going on outside that door?”
Hwan-yeo boasted while taking it easy.
“That door is not open by the leader of the Pungcheon cult. Even the grandfather of the leader of the Pungcheon cult cannot open it.”
That was the moment when those words ended.
Squeak.
The door began to open slowly, making a loud noise.
The startled Hwan-yeo jumped up from her seat. Not only her, but also the expression on Gwi-suk’s face, who was sticking her head out of the kitchen, was serious. The ghosts all looked at the door.
The door opened and a person came inside.
He was the leader of the Pungcheon cult. The ghost hanging on his shoulder fell to the floor with a thud. The ghost’s severed hand was still attached to his ankle.
“Who said that I can’t open it?”
Through the open door, I could see the outside. As expected, the scenery was different from when I came in. It was a hellish sight, with flames rising in the distance and blood raining down. There, the corpses of ghosts were endlessly spread out to the horizon.
The leader of the Pungcheon sect came looking for me, breaking through those ghosts.
“There’s a lot we owe back to our evil cult leader.”
