Episode 513
The blood horse said.
“To be honest, I don’t really like Cheonma.”
“okay?”
The blood horse shrugs.
“Of course, I can’t deny that the Cheonmagyo has ruled this land for over a thousand years. But.”
“however?”
“There is only one goal of the Cheonma Shingyo. That is the destruction of the existence called Ragnarok.”
That’s not wrong. Because it’s no different from what Vice-Chief Cheonwol told me. The only difference is the internal situation. The specific internal situation.
“Cheonwol, as you may have heard from that guy, the owner of this land has always been Cheonma, and the name of the land has always been Cheonma Shingyo. Their purpose was naturally instilled in the people living on this land. It wouldn’t be wrong to call it spoon-fed education. However, isn’t that their purpose and their circumstances?”
The atmosphere became cold. The blood demon looked like a heretic.
This place called Cheonmasingyo uses the word religion. It is a religion that worships Asura as a god and has a strong will to destroy Ragnarok, which killed Asura.
Because that religion rules the earth, its doctrines also rule the earth.
The problem is that the Blood Horse has no intention of following through.
“We are restricting ‘present freedom’ to prepare for a ‘future threat’ like Ragnarok or something? Why on earth would we have to do that?”
“hmm…….”
“People die regardless of age. An old man in the back room who seemed to be dying at any moment and was groaning might live for decades, and a three-year-old child with a bright future ahead of him might die at any moment.”
That’s the world. That’s not wrong either.
“Humans are animals. It’s the law of nature. In this short life, where we don’t know how we’ll die, shouldn’t we live freely? Doing what we want, meeting a good woman or a good man, having children, and living a happy life—isn’t that what it means to be human?”
“That’s not wrong, but does the Cheonma Shingyo even manage things like that?”
The blood horse makes a strange expression.
“Didn’t you know?”
“what?”
“Ha, that bastard Cheonwol is like that. He didn’t tell me any of the details.”
The doubts deepen. What is this?
“Listen carefully. In this Cheonma Shingyo, ‘marriage’ is strictly ‘restricted.’”
The eyebrows are furrowed.
Something felt familiar.
“limits?”
“You must know, since you’ve reached that level. A child’s talent is determined by the talent of his parents.”
“… … .”
“If one parent has a talent like Shin Hwa-kyung and the other is average, the child will acquire at least a super talent. Whether or not he or she can develop it is a personal matter. However, it is certain that he or she will acquire that talent.”
“Are you sure?”
Note the word: certain means not a guess. Why are you certain?
“There were many ‘samples’, so there is no need to doubt. Why would the Cheonma Sect have such a powerful force?”
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He quietly folded his arms and gestured to the Blood Demon. The Blood Demon nodded at his gesture telling him to continue.
“If both parents have the talent of Shinwha Kyung, or at least the talent of Saengsa Kyung, then the child will at least reach Saengsa Kyung. Of course, as I said before, it’s only talent. It may differ depending on the individual’s effort and will, but this is the established theory.”
The blood demon drank all the wine from the glass in front of him.
“Yes, as you may have guessed from my words, in this Cheonma Shingyo, if you become a master of the Life and Death Scripture or a master of the Myth Scripture, you are almost forced to marry. Of course, it is only a marriage in name. It is no different from a child-rearing relationship.”
“Seed carrier?”
“There’s one thing that’s really fu*king funny. It’s wife swapping. The people swapping wives with each other. This is what’s happening in this place called Cheonmasingyo. Is this where people live? Even animals don’t do this.”
I had this conversation with Ha Hu-yeong before.
The term ‘Goo-eum-jeol-maek’ is similar to ‘vascular fibrosis’, and what it means is simple. In this eastern continent, too, all sorts of ‘experiments’ are being carried out to create stronger unmanned beings, just like Arthur Gunnar did.
Where did Xiahou Ying and Xiahou Dun come from?
It just occurred to me.
You said you were from a place called Heukmamun. But looking at the circumstances surrounding your return, it seems that Heukmamun was actually a sect derived from this Cheonma Shingyo. I asked just in case.
“Do you know the Black Magic Gate?”
“Black Demon Clan? Ah, Black Demon Clan. The home of Black Demon Emperor Xiahou Dun. You know. You know everything about me. Why?”
“Why?”
“The leader of the Black Horse Clan was originally a warrior from the White Horse Clan.”
I just had a hunch, and it turned out to be true.
“When was it? About 500 years ago? It’s said that back then, Cheonma made some kind of deal with a man named Hahou Pae of the White Horse Clan. Actually, I don’t know what the deal was. The current Cheonma would probably know. The important thing is that the man named Hahou Pae went to the martial arts world and created a sect called the Black Horse Clan there. More importantly, it was destroyed by the current Black Horse Creator, Hahou Dun, 30 years ago, and that was the end of it. But why the Black Horse Clan all of a sudden?”
“just.”
“Just… just… okay. Then can I finish speaking?”
“Do you have anything else to say?”
“Yes. There are a lot. What makes these guys called the Cheonma Sect so funny is that the restrictions on marriage do not apply to the leaders of any other religions besides the Cheonma Sect.”
Look at this.
“You must have figured it out by the look on your face. Yes, that’s right. It’s a trick to weaken the power of each religious leader. The emperor of the Cheonma Sect is Cheonma. For example, if the leader of the White Horse Sect has an affair with a female warrior of Shinhwa Kyung, Cheonma will force that female warrior to marry another warrior.”
The blood demon bursts into laughter as he speaks to himself, perhaps because he finds it funny.
“The funny thing is that they compensate for such irrational situations with loyalty. How vicious. This is the reason why Cheonma has been the supreme ruler of this land for over a thousand years. Of course, it’s not all of it, but at least 80% of it is because of this.”
The eyes of the blood demon shine.
“I don’t know what you heard from Cheonwol, but don’t think that everyone in this land of the Cheonma Sect thinks the same as Cheonma. I hate Cheonma so much. I even hate him. My regret is that I can’t make this Blood Demon Sect independent from the Cheonma Sect because I lack the strength. Ah, this is how the story is going. Do you know what my dream is?”
It’s a dream… … .
It’s been a long time since I’ve heard from you. This guy named Hyulma is more romantic than I thought.
I just couldn’t help but ask.
“What is it?”
“To make this Blood Demon Church independent. To give freedom to our Blood Demon Church’s instructors. That is my dream.”
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“That’s quite an ambitious dream, isn’t it?”
“Click, click. That’s right. That’s a big dream.”
The blood horse continued to drink. Then he stood up from his seat.
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“You’ve become emotional after coming back from the dead. I’ll go in first. You can rest and then go in.”
The blood horse turns around. It continues to laugh and cluck as it walks. It must have found it funny, even when it thought about it.
And so the blood demon disappeared.
In the tavern where only my teacher and I were left, I quietly poured alcohol into our glasses.
I laughed as I made the book. The open-air inn had more charm than I had expected.
It’s really new to me, but I’m not a child. I’ve lived for 34 years and regressed to being 14, but the first digit of the year has changed. I’m 35 now. I’m not young.
It would have been funnier if I had never tried alcohol.
I drank the alcohol straight down. I savored it. From the beginning to the end of my tongue, to the aftertaste. If I were to sum up the taste of this alcohol briefly, it was sweet.
It was just sweet.
This is very generous by my standards.
The trashy alcohol sold on the market is just bitter. Some people drink it because it tastes bitter, but I don’t. I look at what kind of taste is added to the bitterness. This alcohol was a good alcohol that would have been over 80 points if I were to rate it.
[You seem pretty used to pouring alcohol.]
“Do you see it?”
[You seem to have had a lot to drink. Who did you drink with?]
I ended up laughing. Who would I drink with?
“I drank with the Master. I learned from the Master.”
[……okay?]
“Yes. I learned everything from my Master. Even if the Master in my memory does not share the same memories as the Master in front of me now, to me, my Master is my Master.”
The teacher in front of me and the teacher in my memory are different. In a relationship between a man and a woman, it is a very bad habit for a man to habitually talk to a woman about his ex-girlfriend. But I can’t hide it.
Because our teacher really hates it when someone lies, I spoke to him slowly.
“I learned alcohol from my teacher, how to think, how to use mana, and women. I learned all of that from my teacher. And.”
[and?]
“Now I want to teach you, Master.”
An inexplicable smile appears on the teacher’s lips.
[me?]
“Yes. Don’t you know that blue water flows from the deep sea?”
[I know. I know, but I don’t know if there’s anything I can learn from it.]
I shook my head. There can’t be nothing to learn. Because it’s right in front of you.
“You should know about me.”
The teacher’s eyes widen.
[About you?]
“yes.”
[What do you mean by that?]
What does it mean?
“If you meet someone a few times, you can get a rough idea of what kind of person they are. However, to get to know someone you love, meeting them a few times is not enough. You have to see them for a longer period of time, continuously, and frequently. You fill in what each other lacks and adjust to what’s different.”
A soft smile appeared on the corner of the Master’s mouth. His eyes also slightly relaxed. It was strange to see such a reaction when he hadn’t even been drinking.
[You speak so humorously.]
This is what I’m saying, I really liked it.
I ended up laughing again.
I have never seen the Master as a Master. I have seen him as a woman. It is the same now. Valentine was smiling as a woman.
We exchanged glances without saying a word.
It stayed like that for a while. It probably could have lasted longer, but it didn’t.
The teacher and I both sighed at the same time.
Phew.
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I moved my gaze to a corner of the tavern, a very shady place.
“Stop staring and come out.”
