Episode 249: What I have called you today is.
I entered Cheonmajeon with my brother.
My father was in Cheonmajeon with General Sima Ming.
The fact that you’re here during bedtime means that you’ve received a report that we’re fighting and heading towards Cheonmajeon.
I walked side by side with my brother through a place filled with strange tension.
My father looked down at us approaching in silence.
“father.”
My older brother, who always called my father ‘priest’, called me ‘father’. My older brother, who had a hard time looking at my father, looked straight at my father today.
And then the most difficult and difficult words of my brother’s life came out.
“I will withdraw from the successor race.”
My father was usually a man who did not show his emotions, but at this moment, he showed quiet passion. It was a mixture of joy and pity.
“Won’t you regret it?”
“Yes, I don’t regret it.”
“Once a decision is made, it cannot be undone.”
My brother looked at me and said.
“I want to see the Heavenly Demon Church led by my younger brother.”
Our gazes intertwined in the air. This moment will haunt my brother for a very long time. You will regret it again and again.
Thanks bro. Even though I can’t prevent that regret, I will make that regret the most valuable feeling in your life.
My older brother looked at my father again.
“This is my earnest request, father.”
I didn’t know my brother would be this active. He is not the same brother he was before his regression.
After I returned, my brother also changed as he went through various emotional changes. My brother has grown up. Now that I can look at my father like that, my relationship with my father will change.
I sent a message to my father.
―You brought your brother in really cool form, right?
-He was always a cool kid.
―Do you discriminate against me because I am the eldest son?
The corners of my father’s mouth curled up slightly as he looked at me. Father, I will laugh at you for the rest of my life. Please don’t let that smile fade!
My father’s gaze turned to my older brother again.
Your father will know. What a difficult decision my brother had to make.
And my father accepted his brother’s sincerity. And right now.
The father gave Sima Ming an order.
“Immediately activate the order to summon eight demons.”
Palma convocation order.
It was a supreme spirit that summoned not only the Palmazon but also all the demons they had.
“I will follow your orders.”
A truly unusual order was given late at night.
* * *
Hyeolcheondoma was teaching Seodaeryong late into the night.
Hyeolcheon Doma smiled with satisfaction at the herbivory displayed by Seo Dae-ryong.
“Good job!”
Seo Dae-ryong felt like he was going to fly at the teacher’s praise. The impression was even greater because the master was stingy with praise.
“thank you!”
When he was in the sword dance class, he was Seo Dae-ryong, who made all kinds of jokes, but when he was with his master, he showed all manners. In his heart, Master was more precious than the Heavenly Demon.
When I completed my training, Seo Dae-ryong presented me with a book.
“I obtained it by asking an investigator outside.”
Hyeolcheondoma was surprised when he saw the book. It was the book he wanted to read.
“It wouldn’t have been easy to get it, right?”
“I was lucky.”
“What money do you have?”
It is a rare book, so it would have cost quite a bit of money to obtain it.
“I am still single, so all I get is my monthly salary.”
“For the sin of revelry, I will be training in hell again starting tomorrow.”
“ah! Today was the last day of hell training.”
Although he was grumpy for no reason, Hyeolcheondoma was deeply moved.
It was right then.
Deeeeenn! Damn!
The bell rang.
“What kind of bell is ringing this night?”
It was no ordinary bell. It was a clear and deep bell sound that I had never heard before.
Hyeolcheondoma answered Seo Dae-ryong’s question.
“It is the sound of the bell announcing the summons to Palma.”
Seo Dae-ryong was surprised to hear those words and asked.
“What is happening this night?”
Hyeolcheondoma, who was looking towards Cheonmajeon in the distance, spoke softly.
“There was a war…”
Seo Dae-ryong became very nervous at the word war.
“It has finally come.”
Of course, it would be the latter since there would not have been a war.
“If that’s the case, you should practice martial arts harder. To continue to be your right hand man.”
When I heard the word “right arm,” I realized that it was related to sword dance. But Seo Dae-ryong had no idea what was going on.
“Open the closet at the end and take out the blood cloak!”
When Seo Dae-ryong entered the house and opened the closet at the end, there was a blood-red robe hanging inside.
* * *
At that time, Chu Ma was drinking with Ilhwa Geomjon in Chumongru.
Just as Yeo-bin, a third-generation drunkard, was about to put down her snacks and turn around, Ilhwa Geomzon spoke to her.
“Please take my drink.”
Yeobin politely accepted her drink and drank it.
And after pouring a drink for Geomjon Ilhwa, he retreated from there.
As she walked away, Ilhwa Geomzon said.
“Accept it when they say it’s good. “Don’t regret it later.”
I drank the alcohol that Chuma was holding.
“A woman suffers when she meets a man who likes to drink.”
“That kid is a third-generation drunkard, right?”
“therefore. “If we’re both drunks, should we make money and spend it all on drinks?”
Ilhwageomjon shook his head as he watched Chwima making ridiculous excuses.
“I’m just a friend, but you really understand….”
Daeeeeeng!
Chuma, who had been leaning at an angle, stood up at the sound of the ringing bell. Before I knew it, Ilhwa Geomzon was flying across the lake, waving his white military uniform.
Looking at her, Chu Ma this time shook his head.
“If you were the leader of the cult, you would rush to hell that quickly, right?”
Yeo Bin ran to Chumonglu.
Chu Ma put down the glass he was holding and said.
“Everyone, wake up!”
* * *
The Poison King was manufacturing poison.
It was a poison called Chilsaeng Geukrak (Seven Saeng Geukrak), the main ingredient of which was Chilsaengcho, which Mabul discovered in Cheondokrim. It was a mystical poison that caused those who were addicted to feel pleasure for seven days and then die on the last seven days, experiencing pain that was contrary to the pleasure they had experienced.
He was working while wearing the Pidokcheonjamsa gloves gifted by Geommugeuk.
Damn!
Whether the bell rang or not, the Dog King focused only on his work.
At that time, a merchant ship came in carrying clothes. The Poison King spoke without raising his head.
“Tell them I can’t go.”
“Will you be able to resist the summons to Palma and endure that poison?”
The merchant ship went to him and offered him some clothes.
The Dog King, who forcefully took the clothes, complained.
“Once you get there, it probably won’t be that important.”
“Hurry up and change your clothes first. “The only sons are getting ready.”
When the merchant ship brought back the poison pouch hanging on the wall, the poison king was mixing poison again. The merchantman forcibly dragged him and made him put on his clothes.
When the Poison King dressed up properly and even had twelve poison pouches on his waist, he became a truly tall and handsome martial prince.
The Poison King said as he left his residence.
“Now I’ve ordered Lee to do all the cleaning.”
He guessed exactly what today’s convocation was for. It was rewarding to play together.
* * *
The moment he heard the bell, Mabul’s hand that was spinning the prayer beads stopped.
It was clear that the Archduke had finally made a decision.
It was a moment I had been waiting for, but on the other hand, it was also a moment I hoped and hoped would never come.
‘…Archduke.’
A golden glow emanated from his body. The light was more intense than ever, as if showing his intense emotions.
Only after praying for the Grand Duke did Mabul stand up.
‘Let’s see where the Archduke’s fate leads us.’
* * *
Extreme Soma was eating his fortune.
I have now fully recovered from my injuries, and thanks to taking Permanent Ginseng, my internal energy has become more profound and solemn. He was itching to run out right away and fight with Geommugeuk.
At that time, Chen Hualouju, who was sitting next to him, spoke softly.
“I had a dream that my brother was going on a night out.”
She felt the winds of fate blowing over Shingyo.
Extreme Soma opened his eyes and stood up.
“If that’s your dream, you better get ready.”
Extreme Soma opened the closet hidden in the white wall.
Slurp.
There were about a dozen masks hanging there. Each mask had a different meaning.
“You choose.”
“It looks like it will be a celebration, so how about that mask?”
The colorful, colorful thing she was referring to was a ghostly mask worn during large events or banquets on campus.
Extreme Evil Soma did as she told him and took out the Joyful Demon Face.
Tianhuaruju did not turn around to see him changing his mask. She was on her way to the destiny of loving someone whose face she did not know.
When Extreme Soma changed his mask, only then did the bell begin to sound.
* * *
A bell rang during a late-night retreat meeting.
The horse that stopped training said to Ian.
“You’ll have to prepare a congratulatory gift.”
Since the Archduke had visited, Gwonma had an idea of what this nightly summons meant.
Ian, who is quick-witted, immediately understood what Gwonma meant.
“at las!”
Tears welled up in her eyes. Perhaps she had been waiting for this moment longer than the person involved.
“Today’s training ends here.”
And the order given to Sohee Cheon.
“You go first and prepare the Tekkens!”
An order was given to her for such a big matter. Cheon So-hee received the order with an emotional face.
“I will follow your orders.”
Cheon So-hee flew away first and disappeared.
Gwonma said something to Ian before leaving.
“Gongja Lee will want to see you. “Hurry up and get ready.”
“yes! thank you.”
Ian launched himself towards his residence. It’s a moment I’ve been waiting for for so long, but it can’t be late.
I took out the clothes I had saved, put them on, and put on makeup. At this important moment, the sword dance performance will be celebrated with the most beautiful and wonderful appearance.
* * *
Torches bloomed in all directions of the great banquet hall.
Geom Woojin was sitting on the central platform, and Geomgeuk was standing towards him.
Geomuyang stepped aside and stood next to Sima Ming.
The elite demons of the Heavenly Demon Church, including the demon army, surrounded the Great Yeonmujang like an iron bar.
Now, Palmazon and their subordinate demons began to come in.
The first person to arrive was Hyeolcheondoma, dressed in red.
As he entered the training hall with the gigantic Great Sword of Destruction at an angle on his back, the demons of the Namdo sect followed behind him.
Chuck, chuck, chuck!
They were famous for being fierce and rough, but at this moment, they entered in unison without any disruption.
The next person to enter was Ilhwa Geomzon, dressed in a pure white military uniform.
The demonic swords of the Northern Heavenly Sword Family followed behind her. Usually, when they meet demons, they give each other fierce looks and swear words, but today, no one paid any attention to the other. As if competing with the demons, they too lined up behind Ilhwa Geomzon without any disruption.
The next person to arrive was Gwonma.
Those who followed were the iron fists of the Dongkwon Gate who jumped into the martial arts world with only their bare fists. They came out in proper formal attire and wore protective gear on their wrists, which had the image of an evil spirit symbolizing the Heavenly Demon Church drawn on them. Even though they were bare-fisted, they were not defeated at all in the fight. Whenever they got together, their battle of spirit was more intense than that of the Mazons.
Next, the Soul Mazon entered.
Although she was still young and had relatively low martial arts skills, Seohwanjin’s magicians who followed her were no less powerful than any other demons. Even with the magic energy that filled the training hall, their ghostly spirit made it known who they were.
The procession continued.
The next mazone to enter was Chuma.
Chuma walked with a drunken yet sober step, followed by the guests. Although they were drunk, they too were completely undisturbed. So the intoxication they were emitting even intoxicated the demonic energy and ghost energy that were taking over the hall.
Next came Mabul.
Mabul looks calmer than ever.
But the monks who followed him were different. As they entered, wearing golden robes and chanting with crazy eyes, the hall was filled with another energy.
This time, the poison king entered.
The Poison Sons following the Poison King looked more confident than any of the demons here. They were full of arrogance beyond confidence. Their faces were full of confidence that if we decide to do so, you will all die.
The last mazon to enter was the evil Soma.
I could feel the heat from the eyes of the Extreme Evil Soma wearing the Haunted Ghost Mask.
Behind him came masked people wearing white masks. Each white mask had red lines that looked like they were covered in blood. They announced who they were with their eyes that were as cold as their eerieness.
As the elite demons of the Heavenly Demon Church gathered in one place, the place was engulfed in a fever that felt as if it would explode at any moment.
One person who can cool down that heat in an instant.
Geom Woojin, the Heavenly Demon, slowly got up from his seat and walked forward. Even among these numerous demons, he still revealed his unique presence.
The demons all bowed down and shouted.
“Heavenly Demon Supreme Lord Shingyo is invincible!”
It was truly a loud cry that shook the heavens and earth.
When the continuous shouting ended and the surroundings became quiet, Geom Woojin finally spoke.
“I have called you today to make an important announcement.”
His soft yet heavy voice flew into everyone’s ears.
There was tension and not a single sound of breathing could be heard there.
“Listen to the non-fiction.”
Geommugeuk showed courtesy and spoke loudly.
“I obey your solemn command.”
Geom Woojin declared in a louder and more powerful voice than ever before.
“From this time on, I will make Mugeuk the next leader of the Heavenly Demon Church.”
It was the moment when Geommugeuk officially became the successor.
Geommugeuk raised his head and looked at his father. There were so many things I wanted to say to my father, but now was the time to show courtesy and follow heaven’s orders.
“I will dedicate my body and soul to the future of the Protestant Church and will not tarnish its reputation.”
Geom Woo-jin patted Geom Mu-geuk on the shoulder. The encouragement in my father’s eyes and hands was sincere.
-Well done, son.
The moment I heard that one word, I felt like I was being compensated for all the difficult moments of the past.
-Thank you, father.
Geomgeuk slowly turned back towards the demons gathered there.
The eyes of the demons flew towards the sword dance.
The sword dance uttered a prayer. Instead of hiding it, he opened up all his prayers.
Both those who knew sword dance and those who did not were overwhelmed by his presence and powerful prayer. If my father was a dot as red as blood in a black and white painting, Geommugeuk was a dot as blue as the sky. If my father was a big point, sword dance was a small point.
The eight mazons bowed in unison to show respect.
“See you, Lord Xiao.”
Palma’s demons standing behind him and the demons surrounding him bowed their heads in unison.
“See you, Lord Xiao!”
A loud shout echoed throughout the hall.
Lee Gong-ja and So Gyo-ju, a class equal to the difference between heaven and earth, not only the demons of the main school, but also no one in the martial arts world could treat sword dance without care.
Waaaaaaa!
A shout that shook the heavens and earth followed.
The sword dance performance made my heart swell.
I have been running so far for this very moment. Now, it was a moment when a new history was unfolding not only for the individual sword dance players, but also for the Heavenly Demon God Church.
As the endless shouting died down and the surroundings became quiet, Geommugeuk slowly walked towards the Majons.
Toward your own mazons.
It was my first step as a small religious leader.