Chronicles of the Reincarnated Demon God Chapter 22

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Episode 22

It’s really sinister

When I returned to Baeksangjeon, Dang Gyu-jin was walking around the yard for a while and then came running.

“Where the hell have you been!! Are you hurt? Are you okay?”

His eyes are truly filled with worry.

“I’m fine.”

“I knew what kind of trap he had set and I chased after it!”

“But still, didn’t you come back safely?”

“You’re saying that now-”

I was getting scolded by Dang Gyu-jin for a long time.

Keeeeek!

Suddenly, Gojo came between us and hugged me tightly.

“??”

I was just staring blankly, wondering why he was acting like this.

Keuk! Keuk! Keuk!

Gojo desperately appealed to me for something with his face filled with tears.

‘Hey, why are you doing this?’

The ghost fifteen was drenched in cold sweat.

“I’m not sure, but… it seems like he’s complaining.”

‘Who doesn’t know that?’

“Well, roughly speaking, that girl from Dangga is tormenting him so much that his life is being ruined-“

‘Huh?’

Looking back, he was pointing at Dang Gyu-jin with his half-cut wing. As if he was trying to tell him something.

Then, when Dang Gyu-jin glared at him with his sharp eyes, Gojo quickly lowered his eyes.

“Sister, by any chance-”

“Ahem! I tried to secretly cut off the root, but it was thicker than I thought, so it wasn’t cut well.”

“… … .”

“Euuuuuu!”

“Even though Gojo must have been a fairly high-level student, judging by the way he looked so scared… it seems like he didn’t just stab me once or twice.”

The ghosts were rubbing their necks with their hands, as if their balls were cold.

I looked at Gojo quietly, wondering what to do with this guy.

It was too big to just carry around, and its instincts were still strong, so you couldn’t tell where it would run. It would also be difficult to keep track of food.

But it would be a waste to just throw it away.

As the ghosts say, ranks are ranks, but from now on, whenever I meet the Black Bone Ghost guys, there’s nothing better than this to make my clothes turn inside out.

“It seems like the leader of the sect is being sinister again… Hmm! No, it seems like he’s trying to show off his strange skills.”

“You must be wondering how to dispose of Gojo. Actually, if you think about it, isn’t it a burden?”

… kekeke?

Gojo also sensed something unusual and took a step back.

Then suddenly, it flapped its remaining wings.

If he was going to run away, he would have hit the ball with his hand, but suddenly, Gojo’s new form was engulfed in a gray halo and transformed into something very small.

Kiyooooo!

A hawk appeared and circled around me.

“Oh, so you had the ability to transform?”

“Come to think of it, I was wondering how those Black Bone Ghosts always brought so many students with them. I knew they’d use such tricks!”

As I stretched my arm out to the side, the falcon landed quietly on top of it.

The way she rubbed her head against my cheek seemed to indicate that she was trying to win my favor in some way.

“Are you trying to keep him alive?”

“I’m begging you to do so. I think you might be able to give me a chance.”

It’s okay! It’s okay!

Gojo was so excited by my words that he started to babble wildly.

‘Don’t stick your toenails out. You’ll get stabbed.’

What a nice outfit!

It immediately became quiet.

After all, it’s best for pets to be well-behaved.

“That guy is a zombie! He was made by Sima Wei! And when will he come after you again-”

“Then, if you save me again then, won’t you?”

I smiled brightly, showing off my teeth.

“You really-”

Dang Gyu-jin sighed deeply before saying anything.

He realized that no matter how much he nagged at me here, it wouldn’t make any sense.

“Yeah. What else can I say here? More importantly, what about that guy?”

“I missed it. I almost caught it, but my partner was there.”

I didn’t necessarily tell the truth.

It wasn’t because I didn’t trust Dang Gyu-jin. It was because I wanted to draw a more certain picture.

“Is that so?”

A slightly bitter look appeared on Dang Gyu-jin’s face.

Then, as if he had made up his mind about something, he clenched his fist and nodded.

“Still, I’m glad you came back safely.”

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“Yes, you too, sister.”

“I’ll look into things related to this separately. I’ll also clean up after myself, so you get some rest.”

I nodded in gratitude.

But there seemed to be no need for Dang Gyu-jin to do anything separately.

Because someone has already started moving.

* * *

It was about half an hour after Dang Gyu-jin left Baeksikjeon that a new visitor appeared.

“Dang Yun-Hwi of Baekseokjeon meets the Lord of Bunga.”

Wheeee!

Beyond the wide open window stood a handsome middle-aged man, holding a backpack behind his back.

The sight of her hair fluttering in the wind was almost mystical.

Next to him, Mr. Danggon was lying prostrate with his military uniform tightly held.

“Hmm, I felt it during the day, but you’re quite the force? You’re definitely not inferior to any of the elders of the new religion, I think. Hmm! Of course, it’s nothing compared to what I was doing in my lifetime!”

“It’s not for nothing that the fame of the Gwangpungnanhyeop shook the western martial arts world. It seems like he hasn’t neglected his training during that time! But he seems to be much higher up than his younger brother, so what are you talking about?”

“No, this guy is real!”

Danghosan, the head of the Bunga family, narrowed his eyes.

“The Lord of the House? Even though there were a lot of people during the day, are you trying to keep your distance now that we’re alone? It’s almost as if you’re reprimanding me.”

“If that’s how you felt, I apologize. But.”

“but?”

“I believe that any father-son relationship begins with the father knowing how to care for and comfort his son’s pain.”

At that moment, Danggon, who had been lying down, suddenly raised his head.

“Hey, Mr. Lee! Are you crazy? Tell me right now that you made a slip of the tongue!”

In fact, I didn’t plan on doing this from the beginning.

But this guy shows up out of nowhere and starts irritating people. Do I get mad then? Or not?

“Huh, gasp! Those eyes! Those eyes again!”

“Let’s get out of here-“

When I reach 300, will the reactions of people around me be like that?

There was nothing else that made me angry at Danghosan.

That shamelessness.

I think I’ve had my fair share of laughs, but they’re nothing compared to that.

Isn’t it a bit shabby from the moment you arrive?

Why ‘after the fight’ with No. 15?

“Have you come to compliment me? Saying that I had a hard time dealing with intruders in the middle of the night.”

“Intruder? What do you mean? Are you saying that someone ambushed the scholar?”

Danggon seemed to know nothing.

But Danghosan was still as quiet as if he was wearing an iron mask. It meant that he knew.

also.

After I beat up the 15-year-old guy, the gaze I felt seemed to belong to Danghosan.

From beginning to end, Danghosan watched the intruders run wild.

How would Nana Dang Gyu-jin have reacted if she had been there?

“then?”

Still he was quiet.

“Then you must have known from the beginning that your mother was in collusion with external forces.”

“Was that all I knew? I also knew they were going to do something during the lord’s visit this time.”

“!”

“Wh, what?”

“This author is also a very cunning person! As expected, the poisonous people of the Tang family have always been extremely sinister.”

“You’re the one who’s not surprised. You already figured out where the intruder is coming from.”

Even Danghosan, who had always had a calm expression, had a surprised expression on his face here.

“Danggon, I think you’re wrong.”

He stroked his chin with his hand and then turned his gaze towards Danggon.

Dang-gon still couldn’t keep up with the conversation between us and came to his senses belatedly.

“What are you talking about-”

“Second, it wasn’t that the person had changed. He was just waiting for the right time.”

“… … .”

“You’ve been fooling me all this time… This kid is truly a man of the Tang clan, so sinister.”

Dangmun. It is not a word meaning family, but a word meaning a gate that gathers together people with similar interests.

The Tang people proudly called themselves that.

In the sense that he created a new vein in various fields such as reading, memorization, organization, and formation.

And there was something else in that vein.

Strategy.

The Tang people have always been known to keep their true colors to themselves and to plot and scheme to gain something greater.

Because of this, the people of the martial arts world sometimes point fingers at the Tang family and call them sinister, but the Tang family itself takes this as a source of pride.

The part where Danghosan praises me is because he considers me to be well-versed in this field.

Just as he waited a long time to find the mastermind behind the plot to take over the Kowloon branch, I too deceived everyone in order to dream of a day when I would rise above.

Even the branch owner himself.

You think it’s a compliment, but to me, who has lived my whole life with a good conscience, you say that such an insult is not something to be taken lightly?

“Why is that bastard talking nonsense like calling the leader sinister and such!”

Oh, it’s been a while since these old farts said something I like.

“How can you compare me to the little cult leader! The little cult leader is the one with the head and tongue of a sinister snake who has gone beyond the new religion and is greedy for the Central Plains!”

“That’s right!! Also, the Young Leader is a strong person who never forgets anyone he has chosen, and sends them to hell for life! Just give me the order, Young Leader! I will throw that guy in the gutter right now!”

… Let’s just wait and see. Once I send this old man away, it’ll be your turn.

“Let me just say one thing first.”

The way Danghosan looked at me had changed for some reason.

“I will not interfere with whatever kind of underground war you fight with Sanyoung. According to the law of the strong, if you win, I will give you everything Sanyoung had as spoils of war.”

This makes it clear. The Kowloon branch was the real, real, real, real bean curd.

A wife who is after her husband’s position and a husband who is trying to eat his wife.

But for me, those were very kind words.

Since I have received tacit permission to start attacking Namgung Sanyoung in earnest from now on.

It has become even better to be active.

“But don’t get in my way.”

“Please set a range.”

“I’m telling you not to get in the way of those guys targeting the lord.”

For a moment, I quickly rolled my head.

Does this mean that Danghosan is trying to use a third party’s sword to strike the dark lord?

Or is he colluding with the Dark Lord to trap his enemies and waiting for Sangokchuje’s strategy?

But Danghosan still did not reveal his true feelings.

However, what he wanted to say was clear.

-Turn away your eyes from the dark zone. If you try to do anything, you will die.

I forced myself to hold back the corners of my lips from twisting on their own. Oh my, what should I do when I’m the type of person who just slams in when someone tells me not to?

“Yes. I will keep that in mind.”

“Okay. I came here to tell you this, so I’ll go now-”

“Shouldn’t you give him a reward before he leaves?”

“award?”

Danghosan stopped dead in his tracks as he tried to turn around.

I smiled kindly.

“But didn’t you defeat the enemy who dared to attack the Nine Dragons? So, if you do something to show your appreciation, I will feel strong and empowered.”

“That’s true too.”

Fit.

A faint smile appeared between Danghosan’s lips.

Danggon looked a little surprised.

“You are so sinister that you could deceive me, so nothing would catch your eye… What would be good?”

“Can I make a separate request?”

“what?”

“I want to go to Goirim (a strange forest).”

“Gwirim?”

Danghosan tilted his head as if it was unexpected.

“Yes. I heard that Goerim is home to many kinds of poisonous insects and monsters. After your visit, I would like to do some closed-door training there.”

Goerim was a forbidden and sacred place that created the Sacheon Dangga of today.

A magical realm so dangerous that even the most dangerous people would die there.

“Young Master, you’re trying to get ‘that’!”

Since I was reincarnated as a member of the Sacheondang family, there was something I absolutely had to gain.

If you have that, you will be able to quickly recover to the level of your previous life.

“Only the Lord has the authority to deal with the Goireum. I can make requests, but I cannot give you a definitive answer.”

Is that so? I licked my lips with regret. It seemed that I should wait until after the dark zone had visited.

“Instead, what I can give you as a reward right now is… Ah, this is what I happened to have.”

Danghosan took something out of his bosom and handed it to me.

A butterfly was sitting on his index finger.

The two pairs of wings fluttered beautifully like a real butterfly, as if they were made with great ingenuity.

“My lord, that is!”

However, Dang-gon’s reaction while watching from the side was not ordinary.

What is this?

“Would you like to have this?”

It didn’t seem like he had any intention of handing it over to me. It seemed like he was telling me to take it myself.

I racked my brain to figure out what it could be, but nothing came to mind.

I glanced at the elder ghosts and they shook their heads as if they had no idea what I was talking about. They weren’t helping.

‘hey.’

“Yes! Ghost Fifteen, take off!!”

Still, I thought there might be something, so I reached out my hand and planted a ghost secretly.

An iron butterfly flapped its wings vigorously and landed quietly on my index finger.

“Huh, huh!”

Dang-gon now looked like he was about to catch his breath.

“It was yours after all.”

Danghosan smiled brighter than ever and suddenly disappeared from the room.

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