The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 113

Episode 113 Who is interfering with my water sujebi?

It’s the first drinking party in 50 days.

Since I was practicing Wolyeong Martial Arts, I had no time, space, or even thought to drink. I came down from Oksu Mountain Lodge and was walking along the road. As soon as I saw a quiet inn, I went in. This place was full of shabby stores without signs.

Since mountain climbers secretly like to drink, our group drank together with ordinary people.

However, the people in the guest room looked at us from time to time and when they realized it was Kang Ho-in, they cleared their throats and left one by one.

I didn’t mean to kick the customer out, but that’s what ended up happening.

First of all, the atmosphere of Geomma would have been too daunting and impressive even to the eyes of ordinary people.

Even though the Sword Demon looked quite decent, I couldn’t help it.

Master Zuo, who saw this, said while drinking.

“I think everyone is avoiding the place because Lee Ja-ha’s impression is so cruel.”

“… … .”

I ignored Zuo-sa’s words and drank, and whenever a question came to mind, I asked Sword Demon.

“Senior, is it because of your religion that you are staying at Baek Eungji?”

The Sword Demon answered.

“Not really. No matter where you are, if you try to kill me, I’ll send someone. “It’s just that there aren’t enough people to send.”

“Why is that so?”

The Sword Demon smiled slightly.

“You will have to prepare for quite a bit of damage.”

Now that I think about it, he is a man who killed the cultists and escaped the demonic cult. This time the master asked a question.

“Master, you have competed with the leader and the leader of the cult. Can you judge the superiority or inferiority of the two?”

The question is who is stronger.

The Sword Demon was lost in thought.

“Monarch and cult leader.”

Honestly, I’m curious about this too. This is because even during my Gwangma days, the leaders and leaders did not clash individually.

“Each of you has a lot of subordinates, so I wonder if the two of you will ever have to deal with each other. Judging from my perspective, it seems like the cult leader’s inner work is deeper. “If it goes on as a non-dance, the sect leader will win.”

Zuosha asked with a somewhat surprised expression.

“What if it’s not Bimu?”

The Sword Demon smiled and answered.

“The leader will risk his life and choose Donggwijin with the religious leader. Even the leader of the cult will not be able to easily shake off the aggressive attacks unleashed by a man of the leader’s level. It will be difficult for both of them to live in perfect condition. Even if you win, you don’t win because you would have lost at least an arm or a leg. My guess is that the two will have a vague understanding of each other’s levels and will continue to train while splitting their time. Thanks to this, the reason Kangho is relatively quiet is probably because the two are roughly balanced. Not only in terms of power, but also in personal power.”

Clearly, this is a time when both sides are conserving their strength.

It is also the time given to me.

I asked what I was curious about.

“Have you also learned magic skills?”

The Sword Demon nodded.

“Those who have learned martial arts from a young age start out as magic arts. “The basic principles of Baekdo and Ungi Josik are different.”

Since I am also learning Wolyeong Mujeonggong, I was curious about what was different.

“In what way is it different?”

“There are many cases where shortcuts are chosen during the construction process. “After about 123 years of practice, the demonic power of magic comes naturally, and there is no way to avoid it because it is the aftereffect of abusing the shortcut.”

Jwasa asked.

“Isn’t twelve-three years too short?”

The Sword Demon nodded.

“That’s why religions often cause conflicts in such a cycle. Ordinary believers die fighting on missions or in conflict before any physical problems arise. “The average lifespan is short.”

This was an internal situation of the church that I was not aware of.

Sword Demon said.

“The thoughts of those in power are heartless to the point of vain. To begin with, they don’t have much interest in the lives of low-level believers. It’s a consumable. You can replace it when you die. Among these, there are some smart people who overcome the danger of being cursed, survive the danger of death, and naturally move up as they grow older. I also received recognition from the school. Benefits, money, women, and luxurious surroundings deepen loyalty. In that way, they become consumables that are somewhat useful and appreciated.”

I poured myself a glass of wine and laughed.

Surprisingly, the Sword Demon and I had similar thoughts about religion.

The religious leader does not see people as people.

The Sword Demon knew that well.

The Sword Demon saw my expression and asked vaguely.

“Why are you laughing?”

“I just laughed because it was similar to my usual thoughts. “Then is Meng different?”

The Sword Demon nodded.

“Anyway, an organization follows the leader’s thoughts. A blind can easily become like a Gyo. The school can become like it is now. This is a problem for those who lead, not a problem for the organization. “If the current leader was like a sect leader, and if someone like Lim So-baek had been sitting as the sect leader, I wouldn’t have left the sect.”

I nodded and then asked the Sword Demon.

“Did you have a hard time dealing with the religious leader?”

“My only true defeat is death. “Even the cult leader can’t kill me easily.”

After listening to the Sword Demon’s words, I wondered if my guess was correct, and then I learned some truth from what he just said.

‘Is he really a man who can’t hit the sword like the rumors I heard before?’

This time the Sword Demon asked me.

“Anyway, Munju’s mood has changed a bit. Have you learned a new martial art?”

“Sir, how on earth do you know such things? “I don’t feel like anything has changed.”

The Sword Demon laughed.

“This is quite subtle.”

“Please explain.”

The Sword Demon said as he raised his glass.

“Assume that this drinking glass was made by the craftsman who makes the most beautiful drinking glasses in the world.”

I nodded.

“On the other hand, let’s assume that the disciple’s drinking glass is a replica similar to the craftsman’s. It would be difficult for the average drinker to distinguish between the real thing and an imitation. Because the shape is the same. However, the craftsman who made the drinking glass will be able to see the difference between the imitation and the real thing. “Why is that?”

Jwasa answered.

“Isn’t it because you can see the difference in perfection?”

The Sword Demon put down his drink.

“The same goes for uninhabited people. The three of us are not complete warriors. If the counterfeit is headed towards the real thing… … The difference becomes visible little by little. If you feel a difference from last time, Moonju will be moving forward in the right direction. On the other hand, our busy disciple… … .”

Jwasa answered with a red face from earlier.

“Master.”

The Sword Demon nodded.

“It’s nice that it’s consistent.”

“yes.”

“But the day will come when you too will come to your senses.”

It was unclear whether he was teasing or being serious, so I asked.

“Why is that so?”

The Sword Demon answered.

“You are the disciple I am teaching, so it should be like that.”

While the left monk looked a little touched, the Sword Demon’s sincerity continued.

“Even if the leader dies, the religion does not disappear easily. This is because there are a lot of old families attached. So, we need to establish the right religious leader. Even if it means killing all the current leaders. Whether the disciple later becomes the leader or someone else does, there is no other way. “Anyway, the cult leader must die now.”

This was something that Master Zuo had heard several times, and a sharp answer came out right away.

“Master, I don’t want to be the leader of a cult.”

“why?”

Jwasa answered.

“They just seem like crazy people. The very fact that the logic of the world is contained in doctrine. “Even though I am a crazy person who is very abusive to women, it is difficult for me to accept such a doctrine.”

As the Sword Demon laughed, the left monk asked.

“Why are you smiling?”

The Sword Demon answered.

“That is the magic religion. They are not persuasive people. They are the ones who rule and subdue by force. Fanatics are people who should be killed and eliminated, not suppressed through reasoning. “It may be sooner or later, but the day to compete between the s*xes is coming.”

The Sword Demon looked at me.

“Please keep Moonju in mind too. Some parts of the world have already gone crazy. From the past.”

For a conversation that took place in a shabby guesthouse, it was very earthly. I don’t know if there is a saying that it is invincible or not, but for now it is none of my business.

Anyway, the drinking party was good.

I learned a little more about what Geomma thinks and lives.

My thoughts on pooping are also slightly different than before.

I mainly chatted with Geomma about various things, and at the end of the drinking session, I made a request to him.

“Sir, I have a favor to ask you.”

“Say it.”

“I don’t know who you think your next dance partner will be, but please call me then too.”

“I think the training will take a long time, so let’s do it.”

I stared at the Sword Demon’s face for a moment. Perhaps because I am a person who always lives with the risk of death, when I look at my physiognomy, I do not get the feeling that my life is long. He may have been secretly attacked by the masters sent by the religious leader, or he may have been unlucky and destroyed by Samjae.

However, now that we are in a relationship, I don’t want to see the Sword Demon go somewhere and die in vain. I was planning to check for myself what the shadow of death was that was clinging to the Sword Demon.

This thought suddenly occurred to me.

‘Couldn’t it be Gwangseung?’

The timing of Gwangseung’s appearance is a bit vague, so I don’t know. There was a time when Gwangseung appeared and gained notoriety through incidents, accidents, and outbursts, and the time he dragged me around was after that, so I’m a bit confused.

In any case, it is not easy to kill a man with an impregnable sword.

There was also a possibility that the religious leader had dealt with them directly.

After drinking a bit with the two of us, I stood up. They had to return to Baekeungji and I to Heukmyobang, so we exchanged a few calm words in front of the guest house before saying goodbye.

As soon as I walked down the street alone, I picked out a black cat.

I couldn’t help it because I kept thinking about the Lord’s six battle swords.

When a man who had been drinking walked while brandishing a knife, the peddlers he occasionally met kicked their butts or ran away in horror as soon as they saw me.

It’s none of my business either.

When I unfolded it myself, I realized that the Yukjeon Daegeom was an incredibly difficult sword technique. It was not a swordsmanship that could be imitated just by observing others.

However, I just found it interesting that the color of the blade changed from time to time, so I kept slashing it on a quiet road.

Also, a woman walking down the street screamed and ran away.

“ah… … .”

Is this a world where you can’t even practice as you please?

Was it a bit far-fetched?

I thought the situation was enough to scare people, so I had no choice but to put the knife back.

Then I practiced with my bare hands.

As I walked, repeatedly striking my hand blades, the people I occasionally met on the street stopped screaming. I was a little scared, but it was just the expression and eyes of a crazy person.

I guess this is why crazy people are comfortable.

Suddenly, I wrapped a flame in my left hand and an ice ball in my right, and struck down the blades with both hands.

After trying it a few times… … .

This scared me even when I saw it, so I restrained myself.

A man who doesn’t cross the line, that’s me.

I returned by walking on mountain paths, busy streets, and quiet roads. Then, I took a moment to look at an unknown lake that I had seen on my way to Myogaesan Mountain.

“Peace like a lake to me.”

While carefully looking for a flat, shallow rock to bounce on the water, I saw wild geese flocking towards me, so I took a moment to watch them.

“… … .”

However, a flock of geese that had been looking for food in my direction suddenly turned and ran away from the water. As the flock of geese moved away, various humans who were not particularly afraid of me gathered and took their places behind me.

I crossed my arms without bothering to turn around.

“Who dares disturb my Water Sujebi?”

“… … .”

They seem to be fierce enough to chase away a flock of geese. What is the reason for not attacking immediately after surrounding?

I turned around because I was curious about it.

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