Childhood Friend of the Zenith Chapter 745

Swish.

I opened my eyes.

The light suddenly came in and dazzled my eyes.

Maybe it was because I was in a dark space, but it felt so real.

“Old Prince…!”

I heard a sound.

The body immediately becomes aware of the situation.

I was holding the wrist of the guy who was flying in front of me.

Yeongpung was looking at me with trembling eyes.

“…”

What was the situation just before?

I thought about it for a moment and then remembered it before it was too late. I looked at my remaining hand and saw that it was holding a holy spear.

Yes, that’s right.

With this, I was threatening Yeongpung… no, I was threatening the old man inside Yeongpung.

My head is spinning.

It was nice to come back to the real world, but my body felt a bit stiff as if I was having a reaction.

Hwaruk-!

He quickly returned the bet to his body while retrieving the Holy Spear.

It was to determine the status.

‘hmm.’

After a couple of short laps, the feeling of money gathering in your heart and your physical condition is immediately confirmed.

‘… As expected.’

As expected.

The physical body was in the same state as before it went to the mental space.

The damage done there didn’t reach here.

If it was fortunate, it was fortunate, and if it was expected, it was expected.

“after.”

Exhale evenly.

I didn’t have the energy to look around any further. My complicated head was just heavy.

“…what.”

When the Holy Spear is suddenly retrieved, Youngpung shows a strange reaction.

Shhh-!

Bam-!

“Break…?”

Before he could continue his reaction, he swung his hand and struck Youngpung in the jaw.

Yeongpung, whose chin was slightly turned, sat down with a thud.

sudden-!!

The plum leaves that had been spread out in the air burst apart in an instant.

It must be because the caster lost consciousness.

Saaaaah–.

Slowly the energy subsides.

I roughly supported Youngpung, who had collapsed.

‘… I feel a little sorry about this.’

Yeongpung collapsed without any strength.

I laughed bitterly when I saw that.

Originally, I was thinking of making it a little more suitable.

It could have been finished in one blow. But it was also a measure for the changed Yeongpung.

Knowing that the bastard’s target was me, I felt a sense of responsibility for his actions, although it wasn’t the kind of sympathy one would feel for a genius.

So let’s give him a little bit.

It was clearly intended to be that way.

‘Things are starting to get annoying.’

The situation has become untenable.

The moment I was watching the fallen Yeongpung.

“Yes, Sanseo-gu wins Guyangcheon!”

The referee then announced that the match was over.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!!

Immediately a cheer erupted.

The sound of screaming continues.

Even as I heard that, my expression wasn’t very good.

It was a cheer I had vaguely hoped for, but my circumstances were not always conducive to fully enjoying it.

It was the same this time too.

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Immediately after a short yet long conversation with the old man.

Looking at him, I had a choice.

That is to absorb him.

Although it is a spirit, the old man is part of Yeongpung’s possession, so it was expected that it would be possible to absorb it using the Magic Heaven Absorption Technique.

It’s probably no different than when I absorbed the divine sword.

If that happens, the pottery will increase, so it would be a win-win for me.

Also, since he is a character with a strong presence, if he remains as a spirit, he might be as helpful as the Shin Noya I knew… .

I didn’t necessarily do that.

This is also because there is no need for more pottery.

It was also a feeling of regret towards Shin Noya, who was originally with me.

The most fundamental reason is that I had doubts.

‘If the old man really existed before Yeonilcheon returned.’

The very fact that he came to the world I am in now is absurd.

This was clearly someone’s intention and necessity.

Only then would it be possible to explain why there are two Guijeongs and two Shin Noyas.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The number of times you tap your knee with your fingers increases.

‘Who could it be?’

Who on earth created this situation?

A being that can intervene in a world that may have long since disappeared and create such a phenomenon.

At least I don’t think it’s human… .

I think of all kinds of people, but none of them are right.

If so, what is the intention, apart from existence?

‘It’s too much to dismiss it as just a coincidence.’

If it were just a miracle or a coincidence, I would feel better, but I had to assume and calculate that it wasn’t.

Kuk.

He stops tapping his fingers and examines his left arm.

It was the arm that had Guijeong tied up.

So what happens to this return?

Suddenly, that problem came to mind.

Let’s say there are two ghosts.

‘… Is this really Noya’s hometown?’

If this thing is from another world… this one is real and the other one is… .

“Ugh, shit… .”

After thinking about it for a while, I ended up cursing.

Because it was something that would happen over and over again.

anyway.

The reason why we don’t absorb the elderly is because of these things.

Causes and reasons are unclear.

Bringing the old man was problematic, as it was something that the Blood Demon might have intervened in.

also.

‘… I should discuss this with Noya.’

I thought this was something I should ask Shin Noya.

If it were normal, I would have ignored the old man’s opinion and just done it…

So this time, it seemed like it wouldn’t work.

‘The problem is how to get to see that old man… .’

It’s tingling.

It’s been two years since Shin Noya disappeared with Kkureungi. He said he would go soon, but he still hasn’t gone.

Yep. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have just sent it away.

“Phew… .”

A sigh comes out on its own.

Was it really right to send it as is?

No matter how I look at it, it doesn’t seem to be the case.

“… What’s the point of thinking no now?”

It’s a useless regret.

The waters have already been poured. If things have gotten this messed up, we should think about how to fix it first.

To do that.

‘First, what’s in front of you.’

It’s another world. It’s Noyago and Hyeolmago.

For that, it was right to finish the work in front of you first.

The moment you finish making that decision.

“… Are you done thinking about it?”

A tired voice was heard from ahead.

I looked up and saw Cheoljiseon looking at me with frowning eyes.

“What are those eyes? Our Ji-seon is quite fierce?”

“That’s not for you to say.”

“…What does that mean?”

When I clench my fist, Cheol Ji-seon pretends not to see me and sips his glass.

The iron line was very large.

Now you’re even taking it back?

I wanted to take a beating, but I held back because I thought it would be bad if I hit him wrong and he died.

After I showed that I was enduring, Cheoljiseon finally started talking to me again.

“… What happened to make you look like that?”

“Yes. Thoughts on parallel worlds and my f*cked up life.”

“… I can’t understand a single thing?”

“Then why didn’t you study a bit?”

“This has something to do with studying…? And. I studied a bit too.”

I snickered at Cheoljiseon’s outburst.

That’s right. Even during the Shinryongwan era, Cheoljiseon’s performance was quite good.

only.

“I’m the head. You’re not.”

“…”

I just did better.

When he brings up his past achievements, Cheoljiseon’s mouth closes tightly.

It seems like he has nothing to say.

I waved my hand slightly as his expression changed dramatically.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s just something that bothers me.”

“… If Yangcheon says something bothers you, it’s usually because it was a big deal.”

“… What did I do and when did I do that… .”

I start to speak but then stop.

It certainly seemed like that.

When I touched the Sacheon branch, the branch manager said that something strangely bothered him.

In reality, he was a guy who was doing backroom deals with Sapa, so at the time, we should have killed all the crazy guys called the Mukryongpa and eliminated the rumor.

When I said that something was bothering me in Gwangju, there were people who made a lot of explosives and committed massacres.

There have been a few major incidents and accidents over the years, proving that luck just doesn’t work out.

“…greatness.”

He clinks his glasses with an awkward smile.

It would only be a loss if we continued on like this.

Huruk.

Take a sip of tea and moisten your throat.

I drank barley tea and Cheoljiseon drank alcohol.

I found out recently that Cheol Ji-seon was more of an alcoholic than I thought.

“so.”

Just after sharing a few more drinks.

Cheol Ji-seon speaks with a slightly red face, as if he is drunk.

“What do you plan to do now?”

“Hmm… .”

This is also the reason why I met Cheoljiseon and his face separately today.

A quiet guest room.

The surroundings, which should be very noisy, are quiet.

It had to be that way.

I also rented this entire room through Mo Yong-hee, and had it set up separately.

Since I’ve been getting a lot of attention in the past few days, I had to prepare something like this.

“The Tang Confucius’s sermon is over… He must be being tortured by now. Did you hear the report?”

“I know. Because you guys already told me everything.”

“What on earth are you thinking?”

A drunken iron man.

Perhaps the reason he drank alcohol was to make his speech more fluent in front of me.

“Yangcheon-ah. Why on earth are you doing this?”

“what?”

“Why did you allow him to be tortured when you knew full well that he was being tortured?”

Dangdeok is currently being held captive in the underground of the Murim Alliance and is being tortured.

Is that something that bothers Cheoljiseon so much? I burst out laughing as I watched the guy’s reaction.

“You’re really angry. Our Cheoljiseon.”

“Why are you saying something like that now…?”

“No, then instead of laughing, should I get angry?”

I wonder if he sensed that I was feeling uncomfortable.

Cheoljiseon’s eyebrows twitch slightly.

“I told you before that it was all planned.”

“I just don’t understand the plan. Why on earth would you do something like this…?”

“You already know everything.”

“…”

When I mention this while cutting off his words, Cheol Ji-seon’s expression crumples.

This was not a reaction that was seen purely because the words were cut off.

I know, that’s annoying.

“If you already know everything, why do you keep asking?”

“you….”

“If you do, you tell me. Is there a better situation than this?”

Slurp.

I poured another cup of tea into the empty cup.

And yet he continues talking.

“The Hwangbo family will move soon.”

When I heard that Dangdeok had arrived.

“And I will go and tell the leader.”

It was something I had told Nahi, not anyone else.

-I heard some news from the information center.

-They say they’re going to attack the guild to steal the criminals they caught in the Demonic Cult.

As soon as possible, now.

Tomorrow at the latest.

That news will be spread throughout the Murim Alliance.

“Is that what Hwangbo Gaju was used for?”

Cheol Ji-seon asks with his eyes wide open.

I shook my head at that.

“No way. Would you use that precious card for something like that? I’m just trying to use it anyway.”

A phrase that refers to treating people like objects.

Perhaps because of that tone, Cheol Ji-seon’s face darkens a little.

It didn’t matter.

Because it was a deliberate way of speaking.

“I think this is enough for my expectations. You never know. From what Hwangbo Gaju says, I might just feel a sense of caution.”

Are you really going to attack me like that?

This is Hanam, not anywhere else.

A space where all of the political power is gathered.

Even the best masters who boasted about martial arts were all here.

Knowing that, would the Demonic Cult still attack?

It could be dismissed as nonsense.

Of course, honestly, the chances of this happening are slim.

Even so, this is something that the head of the Hwangbo family mentioned.

There is some weight to the name, so I guess the blind will move as I expect.

You never know.

So I’m going to use one more method.

“When Hwangbo Gaju delivers the news, one more person will go after some time.”

The eldest son of the Amipa moves.

It wasn’t originally planned, but since it came into my hands, I plan to use it as well.

“Then how will the leader move?”

A phrase mentioned simultaneously by Hwangbo Gaju and Amipa Jang Moon-in.

Even if they say they don’t know the information they are using, they have prepared evidence and justification for it.

“I don’t know, but the level of alert will go up.”

Wary of an unknown group called the Demonic Cult.

The fact that it will rise so high and may attack the Mang means two things.

One is that the demonic cult might have enough power to attack Hanam directly.

The second is that Dangdeok was a person that the Demonic Cult needed.

Cheol Ji-seon, who has heard this far, asks for advice.

“… If you say that you can attack like that, isn’t there a risk that the martial arts competition will be stopped?”

It is a valid argument.

The question was whether you had ever thought about him.

but.

“There’s no way I’ll stop. Why would I stop? How much money did I put into it?”

Given the significance of this martial arts competition, it could never be stopped.

The Shinryong Martial Arts Festival is a festival held to hide the dangers of the present age.

It was an effort to maintain the reputation of the Murim Alliance as a symbol of peace.

In such a situation, a crisis has arisen, so the martial arts system should be ended?

“Sword, that author would never do that.”

Even if it wasn’t a swordsmanship, it was an act that would have put my neck in danger with my own hands.

How could the followers of a political party that lives for fame and dies for honor do such a thing?

Even.

“There is no safer situation than a martial arts match. I will not stop.”

A time when masters from all over the Central Plains gather.

This means that Hanam is now like an iron fortress, made up of the best troops.

Just by looking at the information, it seemed that several teenage masters had gathered there.

When has Hanam ever been safer than now?

The leader must know that this is all thanks to the martial arts.

‘He’ll try to keep this going no matter what.’

For the sake of fame, for the sake of safety, and even for the sake of the eyes of the upper class, the martial arts had to continue.

So, what can the leader do now?

I only had information that the Demonic Cult might attack.

Hanam looks safe and I know why.

Then he will have only one choice.

‘Strengthen the security around the sinner.’

Alternatively, move the criminal to the safest location.

I’m sure there will be some sort of calculation involved.

‘It doesn’t matter which one it is.’

Anything was fine.

If you just take action, I’d be grateful.

“so….”

at that time.

This is how Cheol Ji-seon reacts after hearing this.

“… So… That’s why you had the Tang dynasty captured and tortured?”

“That’s right. He was the most suitable one.”

With a body that is close to indestructible, he is also strong against pain.

Its lack of toxicity is a problem, but its survivability is strong. It has been corrupted by magic, so it is tight-lipped.

Who could be more qualified than this?

‘I showed my face to the shaman on purpose for this. Of course I should use it.’

At this time, when attacking the shaman, they even exposed Dangdeok to the people.

It’s all for this moment.

Traps and bait.

The trap is spread with Dangdeok.

They spread information around stealthily as food.

A few days later, the political bastards started to gather one by one.

That was the starting point.

This was now only a few days away.

Even after hearing the explanation, Cheol Ji-seon’s expression still did not soften. But he didn’t care.

I guess there’s a moral component to it.

It doesn’t matter.

‘If you don’t refute, then that means you know it too.’

This may not be the best way to do things.

That’s the fastest way, correct?

And that the conclusion of that method is what you want.

It’s truly contradictory.

No, I should say it’s humane.

Although it is a pity that Dangdeok is being treated like this, I ultimately agree with the decision.

This could be because Cheoljiseon is scared of me, or it could be because he wants to get what he wants.

It was no different in that it was ultimately a contradiction.

only.

‘So, does that mean I hate the Cheolji Line? No, that’s not it.’

Whatever it was, it didn’t matter to me anymore.

The important thing is that things have gotten this far.

By the time this is over, will you be in the position you wanted to be in?

That was the only thing that mattered to me.