Chapter 290

Episode 290: If the Demonic Cult were cooler than us.

There was a certain resonance deep in Jin Feicheon’s heart.

It was a feeling I had never felt before in my life. While living as a Murim lord, he met countless people and had all kinds of experiences.

And now, the emotions that have dried up like fossils only function out of habit. I habitually laugh, habitually get angry, and habitually feel sad.

But now this emotional resonance was real.

I lived my life trying to ignore that deeply scarred place. I wanted to cut out the wound, but the more I tried, the bigger the wound remained. So I covered it up and lived. I knew it was festering inside, but I pretended not to notice. I thought everyone had to live with that level of hurt anyway. Because I had a lot of work to do. Because he was the Murim lord.

And now, Jin Feicheon felt it. The pus from the wound was washed away and it began to heal.

I have said the same thing to myself dozens and hundreds of times.

I wouldn’t have done that.

But the wounds in my heart were not healed. But when someone else said that, I got emotional. I had a feeling that I could now escape that hurt.

I can’t believe I got this feeling from just a few words.

Originally, my pride would have been hurt. I would have tried to deny it.

However, as I watched the sword dance staring at me with clear and deep eyes, my pride, which was trying to wake up, quietly fell asleep again.

“Thank you for saying that.”

Geommugeuk smiled pleasantly. Maengju is a person who can say that at this moment. It is really important whether or not you can admit your hurt and say those words. Because the final treatment of the wound was always the responsibility of the person involved. Maengju has now wrapped the last bandage on his wound.

“Unlike the Lord, Baek Cheon-gyeong did not want to admit it until the very end.”

The sword dance naturally turned to the topic of conversation.

“I always thought that the person who exterminated them was the younger brother of Munju of the Mokcheon family. “He wasn’t there when he was destroyed that day, and his body was found a short time later after he had committed suicide.”

“In conclusion, the body was not him.”

Since it was related to the Muqian family, how much attention did Chen Peicheon put into investigating the matter at the time? However, I was deceived.

“Then who exterminated them?”

“There is someone who took advantage of Baek Cheon-gyeong’s desire for revenge. They helped fake his death and infiltrate the Murim Alliance with a new identity. I guess he probably destroyed the Mokcheon family.”

Jin Peicheon’s thoughts deepened. Manipulating corpses and infiltrating the Maeng. This is not simply personal hostility or malice. This was war.

The opponent is not someone who only uses schemes. He even proved his power by destroying the Mokcheon family.

“You must keep in mind that there is someone targeting the Murim Alliance.”

I added a word to avoid wasting unnecessary energy just in case he was a member of the Demonic Cult.

“This time, they tried to plan a war with our school by killing me as well. So he is also an enemy of our school.”

From the beginning, Geommugeuk did not say that it might have been his plot to kill the leader’s son and wife. Because it wasn’t clear yet.

“We will conduct a thorough investigation to find the person behind it.”

“I will find him too. If you ever need my help, please call me anytime. “I want to at least help catch the guy behind this.”

The sword dance was limited to himself instead of the help of the Heavenly Demon Church. He reduced the burden on the leader by saying that there was no need to join hands with the demonic cult and that he should join hands with himself.

Jin Feicheon readily accepted.

“Sure.”

“Then I’ll see you next time. I will only meet Confucius Jin and Xiaoze Jin and leave immediately.”

“for a moment.”

He called out Geommugeuk, who was about to turn around and leave, and Jin Feicheon slowly approached him.

As an expert like Jin Pae-cheon approached, the Sword Dance Geuk’s Cheonma Protector’s Gong was activated on its own. But at least for this moment today, the Heavenly Demon Guardian God’s efforts were in vain.

Jin Pae-cheon embraced the sword dance.

“I am really grateful to you, not as a Murim lord but as Haryeong’s grandfather.”

Geomgeuk also hugged him.

“Please take care until we see you again.”

Of course, I didn’t forget a single joke.

“If there is a Demonic Cult leader whom the Murim Lord embraced, ask him to come out!”

Jin Peicheon laughed heartily and then spoke honestly.

“I got over it with a hug. In my heart, I wanted to repay you something grandiose. “There are all kinds of elixirs and new weapons piled up in the main treasure trove.”

“Then give it to me. Please give it to me!”

When Geommugeuk spoke without hesitation, Jin Feicheon laughed.

“I’m sorry, but I have to decline. “I’m afraid that if they do that, they’ll attack us with even more force.”

“Aren’t you more afraid of leaving behind a debt in your heart?”

“!”

Geommugeuk said with a smile.

“So I decline any material compensation.”

Jin Feicheon looked at the back of the sword dance player who politely bowed and turned around to leave, thinking that it was such a waste.

What if it wasn’t for the Demonic Cult’s small sect?

It reminded me of a time when Jin Ha-ryeong brought Geommugeuk to marry his servant.

‘I’d rather be a servant.’

It was Jin Feicheon’s true feelings that he could not tell anyone.

* * *

Jin Ha-ryeong screamed and jumped up.

When I turned my head, it was a medical room.

“are you okay?”

It was Jinha who came running in in surprise.

“I dreamed of dying.”

It was Cho Rim’s dream in which the Magons arrived after his death.

I thought that even if it wasn’t a loud wail, he would shed a single tear, but Ian didn’t even care that he was dead because he was busy talking to the mazons. That was more of a nightmare than being dead.

This is only the third time I’ve seen it properly, so why am I upset?

Jinha smiled slightly, thinking that this was a sword dance-like answer.

“Then see you next time.”

Geommugeuk also said goodbye to Jin Ha-ryeong.

Jin Ha-ryeong said with a smile.

“We’re still friends, right?”

Geommugeuk nodded at Jin Ha-ryeong’s words.

“There is a bar near the main campus of our school with good drinks and a good owner. “I’ll invite you next time.”

Will that day ever come?

The moment Jin Ha-ryeong nodded, the sword dance kicked off the ground and flew up, momentarily disappearing from sight.

“Brother, I think we need to cheer up. “Can’t the Demonic Cult be cooler than us?”

Jinha walked away without answering.

I know my brother’s personality better than anyone else. We will not lose, my brother.

Jin Ha-ryeong, who was walking behind him, looked back toward the place where the sword dance had disappeared.

But soon she also started walking vigorously. Could it be that you are the only one who has attained enlightenment?

It was her first step toward becoming Hubuk’s No. 1 sword, not Hubuk’s No. 1 taste.

* * *

In the kitchen of the house, Ian was in the middle of cooking.

I don’t know why I suddenly had that thought, but it was because I wanted to cook for the two Majons myself.

There were three or four dishes I knew how to cook, and I was most confident in the dish.

“Then enjoy it.”

“Let’s eat together too.”

“I’m OK.”

Gwonma even gestured and encouraged Ian to eat together.

Eating in one place with Hyeolcheon Doma Gwonma?

Isn’t this a punishment no matter who sees it? I was very nervous, but Hyeolcheondoma said while eating food.

“It’s bland.”

The person who made the Hyeolcheon cutting board was considerate, so they said it was roughly delicious and there was nothing like that.

“ah! sorry. I weakened the liver a bit. “I will go and do it again.”

At that time, Gwonma grabbed the bowl that Ian was trying to take.

“They said you have to eat it fresh to be healthy.”

“who?”

“The doctor said that.”

Ian was deeply moved because he didn’t know Gwonma would say such a thing.

It occurred to me that the appearance of the Mazon on the outside is very different from what you see up close. Well, the way you look on the outside and your actual personality are completely different.

Hyeolcheon Doma asked as if he was curious.

“Why did you suddenly cook for me?”

Of course there was a reason.

It was because I was moved and respected by the two mazons I saw in battle. The strength and intensity they showed was a great inspiration to her, who had now begun her full-fledged career as a ghost master. So I wanted to cook it with care and serve it as a meal.

“It’s not an opportunity that comes around often.”

In addition, Seo Dae-ryong added what he always says when drinking.

“I plan to tell you later when I have children. “When this mother was young, she personally cooked meals for Lord Hyeolcheon and Lord Gwon.”

“Be sure to say it was bland.”

Ian smiled awkwardly at Hyeolcheon Doma’s words.

At that time, Gwonma suddenly spoke.

“It would be amazing if Mugeuk had a child who looked like you.”

Ian was surprised by those words. At first I thought I heard wrong. Embarrassed, she spoke quickly.

“How can I marry Lord Sogyo? Although he was said to have become a great lord, he was just a commoner.”

“Who cares? “I’m not a person who cares about cult leaders, martial arts, or anything like that.”

At Gwonma’s words, Hyeolcheondoma also nodded with an expression of agreement.

I was really grateful to Kwon Ma for saying this. But there was something that always bothered her. When you think of the word marriage, the first thought that comes to mind.

Normally I wouldn’t say it, but I somehow wanted to say it in front of these two scary people. No, the words came out naturally.

“I don’t even know who my parents are.”

Then, Hyeolcheondoma offered a word of consolation.

“Family is our enemy. you do not have to know.”

I was also grateful to Hyeolcheon Doma for saying this.

At that time, Gwonma said something unexpected.

“If that’s what you really like, I’ll be your father.”

Even Hyeolcheon Doma was surprised by those words. So how surprised was Ian, the person involved?

She was so surprised and embarrassed that she lost the chopsticks she was holding.

I have never had a personal conversation with Gwonma. But why? Did he feel good about himself at the late-night retreat meeting? Or is there another reason? Is this a joke? Did I hear it wrong this time?

As all kinds of thoughts came to her mind, she didn’t know what to say.

At that time, sword dance theater came into play.

“I’m home.”

Sword Dance immediately grasped the frozen atmosphere.

“Nothing happened during the battle between the Demon Cult leader and the leader of the Murim Alliance, so what on earth happened at the dinner table in the An family?”

It was Hyeolcheon Doma who broke the silence.

“It’s because the food is bland.”