Episode 23
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Danghosan laughed lightly as he swam under the moonlight with Danggon.
It was because Danggon seemed to have a lot to say.
Fit.
“If you have something to say, say it.”
“It’s been a while since you’ve felt…good.”
“Is that so?”
Danghosan touched his lips with his fingertips and nodded.
He himself couldn’t quite remember when the last time he had expressed his emotions so well was.
“Do you like the engineer?”
“Do you like it? Well. I don’t know if I’m the right father to say something like that. After neglecting you so indifferently all this time.”
If Yun-hui had misunderstood anything, it was that Dang-ho-san had not neglected Yun-hui because he was an illegitimate child.
I just wasn’t interested.
I didn’t care at all what he was going through or what he was thinking.
‘The problem is… it’s not just the second son. It’s the same for the first daughter, the third son, and even the grand lady.’
Danghosan’s interests were always in a completely different place.
The safety of the Kowloon branch.
“As you know, I have given my children whatever they wanted. When Jin-ah wanted to join Cheongseongpa, I let her go, and when Chang-ah wanted the dark spirit, I allowed her to look through the library.”
Danggon just sat there quietly listening to his lord’s words.
Could it be because summer is approaching? I could also hear the sound of crickets chirping from somewhere.
Stab, stab-
“It’s the same this time. I gave it to Hwi-ah because she wanted a reward for her achievements. If I could have allowed Go-i-rim to be in this position, I would have told her to do so.”
People with the surname Dang, regardless of whether they are direct or indirect, can only prove themselves through their own abilities.
So Danghosan gave his children everything they wanted.
After that, it was up to them to produce results.
Yun Hui and Dang Gyu-jin succeeded, while Dang Yu-chang failed. That was it.
“but-“
“Isn’t blood butterfly an exception?”
“Yes. Wasn’t that item originally something that your lord treasured very much?”
“That’s right.”
“You speak as if it is not the case now.”
“It’s already been over twenty years since I left active duty. So it’s only in the past tense.”
“… … .”
Danggon knew very well how heavy the blood bond was to Danghosan, so he couldn’t believe those words so easily.
“There are no exceptions for me. I will give it to you if necessary. Hwi-ah said she would take it as compensation, and I gave it to her. There is no other reason.”
Danghosan twisted one corner of his lips.
“You want to follow in Gwangpungdae’s footsteps, right? If so, I don’t think you need any other reason.”
‘I see. The real reason you took out the blood bond.’
Danggon was able to realize that this was the true meaning of Danghosan.
In the end, it seemed that the resentment towards Gwangpungdae still remained in the heart of this monstrous lord whose emotions had worn away.
The resentment of that day when two wind disasters had to give up their dreams.
“Jin-ah and Chang-ah also saw the bloodshed, but they didn’t find out any secrets. The same goes for you and the other members.”
Danggon pursed his lips.
“But Hwi-ah-man moved the moment he saw it. So, do you know? That kid-”
Danghosan raised his head slightly and muttered while looking at the bright, clear, shining crescent moon.
“You might be able to figure out the secret of blood bonds.”
In that case, the blood bond would eventually reach Un-Hwi. That too would have been achieved through Un-Hwi’s abilities.
Danggon looked up at the crescent moon along Dangho Mountain.
The crescent moon seemed to be casting a reddish halo somewhere.
‘… It’s difficult.’
It was a dawn day, less than a month before the visit to Amzon.
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“Blood bond… So, there was talk that the remains of the Gwangpungdae remained in this butterfly?”
“That’s right, Young Master!”
The swallow nodded vigorously as it circled my head.
Following the spider, this time he also planted ghosts in animals to monitor Danghosan and Danggon.
I tapped the butterfly still sitting on my index finger, fluttering its wings.
I expected that it would have an unusual history since it was a replacement for Goireum.
It certainly seemed like there was something there.
But just looking at this conversation, it seems like Danghosan didn’t figure out anything either, right?
Me too.
“Still nothing?”
I’ve been looking into it so far, but I haven’t found anything.
I don’t know what its history is, how to use it, or even if the memorization is correct.
“I’m sorry, your lord. If you could give me just one more moment, no, half an hour-”
“Okay. If you dig like that and nothing comes out, then it’s hopeless.”
“Ah, ah, no! Just a little bit! Just a little bit more time!”
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“Get that kid out.”
“Your name!”
“Johnmyung! Hehehe! Come out, Inma! It’s my place now!”
Pufferpuck!
“Little sect leader, woooooo!”
As if the ghosts had been waiting, they quickly clung to the butterfly and forcibly pulled out the fifteenth.
Fifteenth Ho held on pitifully, thinking that if he became useless, he would fall that farther down in the cycle of reincarnation, but it was no use.
There was no way other ghosts would miss this great opportunity to make a mark.
“Hey, Thirteen. This time, you go in.”
“I’ve been waiting for that order! I’ll prove to you that only this hundred-year-old can live up to the expectations of the Young Master!”
Another ghost that had been waiting suddenly entered, flapping its wings vigorously and flying into the air.
But it was still so slow, so slow that it made me yawn.
“Huh… Huh? This can’t be happening?”
“This kid is the same.”
“Now, please wait a moment, Young Master! I will be-“
“next.”
“Your name!”
“This is weird…! Please wait, Young Leader! Young Leaderuuuu! Aaaah!”
What was certain was that this wasn’t a memorization. It was so slow that it wouldn’t even hit anyone in the middle of a fight.
But that doesn’t mean it showed any special functions.
No matter how many times you change it with other ghosts, the results are the same.
“…What the heck happened?”
“Wow, it’s so heavy, like water-soaked cotton. What’s going on?”
Only after one full circle had been completed did the ghosts begin to notice something strange.
… I hope I didn’t get hit in the eye?
“What do you think is the reason?”
Fifteen, who had been gloomy until now, quickly stepped forward and answered. For some reason, the child looked tattered.
“It’s too heavy! Even if I just fly a little, it consumes a lot of spiritual power. If I keep flying, I feel like I’ll run out of spiritual power!”
“It consumes a lot of spiritual energy? Then it’s some kind of magical tool?”
“It seems so… but the problem is that the inside is so complicated that it’s hard to even figure out what kind of magic is hidden inside!”
Based on the information the guy gave me, I opened up the purple plan.
Hwaaaaak!
As the 15th issue said, despite its small size, the butterfly’s internal structure was very complex, like a maze.
“It certainly seems like it would be inefficient in terms of consuming spiritual power. Why on earth did you make it like this?”
No matter how much spiritual power you have, once you pass through such a narrow and complicated passage, there is nothing left to do but work.
In other words, its function as a magical tool is also a mess.
“In the end, it turns out that this was made with some other intention.”
I stared at the structure for a long time, and then something suddenly occurred to me, so I took out a pen and ink and started drawing along the structure diagram.
And then the result came down.
“No, this is!”
“Huh… How did you figure this out, Young Master?”
I’d have to break it down in more detail to be sure, but it was clear that this formation had some pretty strange characteristics.
A maze formed to hide something.
After filling dozens of sheets of paper with formulas in search of a solution, I was finally able to reach the innermost part of the maze.
but.
“No. I can’t solve this.”
In the end, I gave up and just threw the pen away.
-Incomprehensible.
This was a system of equations for which there was absolutely no solution.
“Oh my god! Is there a method that the Young Master can’t solve?”
“That’s ridiculous-“
“Nothing can be perfect, even for me. Since ancient times, if a person is impeccable, he or she has no humanity, no humanity.”
I was so upset that I couldn’t say anything, but inside I was quite shocked.
I have always prided myself on the fact that there is absolutely no magic or method that I cannot interpret, unless it is a legendary Dharma treasure of the immortals.
The shock I received was even greater because I had once awakened the relics of the first Heavenly Demon that were sealed in the Magic Dragon Sword that no one could break.
It’s hard to believe, but if we only consider the level of the formation, the creator of this small butterfly seemed to be more skilled than the first Heavenly Horse.
So I heard that.
Are the treasures of Sacheondangga of a higher level than the Great Heavenly Demon Sect?
How could that be?
“I think some other conditions are needed.”
If we continue to live together as a family, won’t we be able to find out more?
If it’s something like this, there must be a lot of secrets hidden inside.
Maybe I could get my hands on some of the Tang family’s hidden secrets or treasures.
I stared at the butterfly for a long time.
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Putting aside my research on butterflies for a moment, I went straight to dealing with Gojo and the Black Sword.
The first loot I got when I started this life.
Kiyooooo!
As if to prove its usefulness, Gojo flew powerfully over my head in the shape of a hawk.
“What if the hair flies? Do you want to get out?”
Kieek… … .
Gojo quickly sat down quietly at the table and banged his head.
Shiver shiver-
“Let’s do our best, okay?”
Nod nod!
I stroked Kojo’s head absentmindedly, but I was lost in thought, wondering what on earth to do.
It’s good that they listen well and try to look good to me, but isn’t it difficult to always have them around?
So I’m going to try my hand at it, but I’m not sure if it’ll work.
“I hope it goes well.”
Kieeek?
The old man looked at me as I slightly raised my head.
Then, when I brought a dagger and lightly cut the tip of his index finger, his face became startled.
Churp!
In that moment, drool flowed from Gojo’s beak.
His eyes sparkled as if he had discovered a thousand-year-old sewer.
Yes. Of course it would look like that. It’s a pure blood vessel filled with my internal energy and magical power.
Even just lightly tasting the essence containing the information of the Demon King can awaken tremendous potential abilities in those taking the class.
Is that something flowing out right before my eyes? Oh, my mouth is watering.
“I, I, that precious thing-“
“This is the first time I’ve ever envied a zombie so much… .”
“Everyone, come to your senses! Even if we’ve become ghosts, we must still maintain some dignity as human beings!”
“What’s the point of collecting that kind of stuff when everyone’s dead?”
The evidence of this was the elder ghosts who couldn’t even move their legs for the sake of saving face shaking their butts.
“Should I give it to you?”
Keeek! Keeek!
He nodded, flapping his wings wildly.
“If you give me? What can you give me?”
Keek? Keek!
It seems like a pledge to give all your loyalty, but that’s not even close.
“Is there a workshop for students to learn Chinese food run by Heukgolguigok nearby?”
Keeeeek? Keeeeek!
“Give me your location. Then I’ll give you this much of my blood every morning.”
Gojo looked somewhat embarrassed and conflicted at being told to sell out his colleagues.
I didn’t rush it, just smiled and watched quietly.
Because you were going to accept my proposal anyway.
Heukgolguigok secretly operated production facilities in various places in the Central Plains, including Saewe.
The practice of Kang Shi-sul was considered a confidential matter and was kept completely hidden from the sect and even from their own disciples.
But what if we just rob them one by one?
The shit line will burn out and you’ll feel like you’re dying.
I intended to completely destroy those bastards.
This was the method I thought I could use to take down Heukgolguigok and his masterminds one by one, without ignoring Danghosan’s warning not to interfere with the assassination of Amjon.
The loot here will also be a great help in increasing my power.
It was as if I had completely cleared the blockage I had been in after raiding their elixir warehouse.
“Ehhhhhh!”
“…There it is again, that smile!”
“You’re plotting something again!”
The ghosts trembled, their faces turning pale.
“Why are you worrying so much? If you raid the production sites, the students there will be yours.”
Keek? Keek!
At my last words, Gojo nodded his head strongly, saying that he would do so without further hesitation.
It seems that rather than feeling guilty about betraying me, he was worried that I would share my blood with the other prize winners as well.
Leaving it up to the production site means they can prey on the students.
It was a kind of monster when I took the class. Just by extracting the magical essence contained within, I could increase my magical power considerably.
Of course, your butt will be shaking as you want to run to the production site right away.
“Okay, then drink.”
Kiyooooo!
The goby put its beak against my index finger.
After a long time of greedily devouring blood, the guy fell back only when he was too full to drink any more.
and.
Crap!
The change has begun.
Since you have consumed a lot of the Demon King’s blood, the level of your magical power will increase.
The feathers fell out like corn. The body swelled up like a balloon and then deflated again, and all the bones were caught.
In human terms, it would be like undergoing a complete transformation.
Then, when all the changes were over, Gojo’s eyes glowed more intensely than ever.
It was much smaller than before, only about the size of a purple hawk, but the atmosphere it gave off was incomparable to before.
The scam is now starting to come to life little by little.
This guy was no longer Gojo.
Something higher than that.
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It is said that once a person starts crying, an evil spirit will appear in the place where he has settled. No, a beast.
Keeeeeeek!
However, in the Cheonmasingyo religion, this monster is called differently.
An auspicious bird that acts as a war drum to announce the advance of the mines!
Every time the stock price was raised, my danjeon resonated and made a tingling sound.
and.
“Ah, no, what is this!?”
The personality of the giant spider that the guy had eaten awakened.
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