Episode 97 Outlaws of Shinism (1)Three princes of Heavenly Demon Religion.
The impact of that name was truly extraordinary.
âWow!â
âFour Three Princes?!â
âThis is my first time seeing you in person!â
âindeedâ¦! âAs they say, you look so majestic!â
Seo-ryang stroked his face without realizing it.
Is this face majestic? Although he is quite handsome, isnât he just plain water?
On the other hand, the demons of the Demon Sword Family, including Jiwoonhoe, were shocked in a different way.
âThree Confucius? âThat young man?â
Ji Woon-hoe looked at Seo-ryangâs face once again.
âNow that I think about itâ¦â
Some time in the past, he had seen Seoliang.
It was around the time when the underside of my nose started to get dark, so it must have been a while after I was selected as a member of the Three Confucius.
But no matter how old I got, there was a huge difference between Seoryang then and Seoliang now. I never would have thought that the three princes would have changed so much.
Xu Liang grinned.
âwhy? âIs there something on my face?â
ââ¦.â
âBut what about greetings?â
Ji Woon-hoe, who was quietly looking at Seo-ryang, slowly took the gun.
âJiunhoe, the head of the Demon Sword House, meets the Three Dukes.â
It was a short and simple greeting. It wasnât a slight to the other person, but it was a subtle greeting that wasnât very polite.
At the same time, the two young men lined up behind him and the prosecutors of the Geomhyangdae also bowed their heads.
âMeet the Three Dukes.â
When he emits energy waves, it seems as if he could tear down Mount Tai, but his greeting is just quiet.
Ji Woonhoe said.
âI didnât know you were the Three Dukes.â
âIs that so?â
âEven if I didnât know, rudeness is rudeness, so I admit my mistake.
However, since you, as a candidate for the successor to Shinkyo, have shown words and actions that deviate from etiquette, how about we just ignore this incident?â
It was a neat job done. Although I was embarrassed, I quickly gathered myself and hurriedly resolved the situation.
He truly looked like the head of a family competing for magic supremacy.
Xu Liang said bluntly.
âThatâs right. âI didnât come here to start a fight.â
It wasnât a very trustworthy statement. Of course, there was no one here who could hold him accountable.
âThank you. Thenâ¦â
âBefore that.â
ââ¦?â
âThe matriarch didnât answer my question. âIâm asking because Iâm really curious, so please give me the answer and then go.â
ââ¦I would appreciate it if you could tell me again what the question is.â
âI can tell you anytime. I asked: âAs a father, how would you act if you witnessed your childâs shameless crime?â
Ji Woonhoeâs eyes deepened. It was impossible to guess what the other person intended by saying such a thing.
But everyone was watching. I didnât think anything good would come of talking for a long time with that high-status thunderbolt.
âOf course we have to deal with it according to the law.â
âWe will handle it according to the law?â
âexactly.â
âThat law is such an ambiguous word. Does this mean you will handle it according to the family laws?â
Ji Woon-hoeâs eyebrows twitched. What is the reason for asking such an obvious question?
But he couldnât say it was obvious. The face of Seo-ryang asking himself a question was much more serious than expected.
A moment of silence.
After that heavy silence, Ji Woonhoe answered.
âThe laws of my family are stricter than any other family. âIf such a moment ever comes, I will firmly hold the child accountable for the crime.â
âOn the contrary, can I understand this as meaning that since you are my child, I will hold you accountable even more resolutely?â
A subtle expanded interpretation.
But it was difficult to say no.
Arenât the demons from the side stories full of demons who came in from outside? Furthermore, some civil war experts were also probably watching the situation.
âexactly. âHow can someone who canât treat even one of his children properly lead a family as the head of the family?â
âRight.â
âBut I believe. âMy children, as well as any demons from my family, will never commit anything shameless.â
These were words that revealed his pride as the head of the Demon Sword family. At least Ji Woon-hoeâs sincerity was evident in these words.
Seo-ryang, who was looking at him quietly, lowered his head.
âIâm sorry for holding you back on your way. âWelcome to the Protestant Church.â
âIt was nothing.â
Seoyang stepped aside. Then Ma Dong-pil also took the sword and followed him.
The forces of the Demon Sword Family advance once again.
Seo Liang, who had stepped aside, looked at the two young men following Ji Yun Hui.
One was a young man who appeared to be about the same age as Seo-ryang. His complexion was a bit pale, but his fierce eyes and blade-like prayers all over his body were impressive.
The other was a young man who now appeared to be in his late teens. Although he had a handsome appearance and a soft appearance, he exuded an equally impressive spirit.
âYou are the eldest son and third son of the Demon Sword Family Lord.â
The eldest son, Ji Gang-hyeon (æ± é¼è³¢), and the third son, Ji Young-hyeon (æ± æ°¸è³¢).
Ma Dong-pilâs eyes sparkled.
âConfucius.â
âokay.â
âThis is a prayer that is much greater than you might think. The eldest son, Ji Kang-hyeon⦠is a person who should not be taken lightly.â
âright. Thatâs rightâ¦â
Seo-ryang frowned.
âwhat?â
A clear sense of death was felt in Ji Kang-hyunâs eyes, showing off his blade-like prayer.
However, that is the level that even powerful prosecutors often have. Prosecutors who have killed people are those who have felt the weight of murder. It was natural for life to be reflected in the eyes.
But Seoliang was able to read one more thing.
âHeâs the one who kills people once a day and at least once every two days. Otherwise, life couldnât be that vivid and there wouldnât be any overlap.â
He has explored the realm of death more deeply than anyone else. Just by looking at the flowing life, you could tell what kind of chaos the other person went through.
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Xiliangâs eyes deepened.
âThatâs not the kind of life that can be achieved on a battlefield with flying swords.â
At first glance, it is similar to the life of any other prosecutor, but it is more cruel and vicious.
âThis is the life of a person who unilaterally murders someone.â
It was literally the look in the eyes of a murderer.
âThe eldest son, Ji Kang-hyeon, is the real culprit⦠If he really kills someone every two days, itâs outrageous.â
In a year, at least, there are about 180 people. At this level, it is enough to hear the sound of a magic head.
Seoryang also carried out three or four assassinations in one day, but all of those he assassinated were Murim people.
It was like a battle, so to speak, requiring fierce wit and extreme concentration.
Ji Kang-hyeon was different.
My guess is that the people he killed⦠were likely civilians who had not even learned martial arts.
âWell, since he is the eldest son of the Madou family, I wonder if he will like Madou when he hears it.â
Anyway, it was clear that he was a vicious guy.
âBesides, the Demon Sword matriarch seemed completely oblivious.â
He is meticulous enough not to be caught by his father, who even listens to the sound of the Sword King of Magic.
Moreover, as the eldest son of the family, he would have had to handle the duties assigned to him on a daily basis.
He is meticulous about his evil nature and even has the ability to manage himself to the point that everyone around him will not doubt it.
âHeâs not an easy guy.â
At that time, Ji Kang-hyeon slowly turned his head.
As soon as he met Seo-ryangâs eyes, his eyes narrowed. But he also turns his head again for a moment and looks ahead.
âAre you saying itâs hard to be liked in many ways?â
I think I will do the same.
Seo-ryang tapped Ma Dong-pil on the shoulder.
âDongpil, slowly turn aroundâ¦â
At that moment, Seoryang felt an ominous feeling creeping up his back.
A young man caught in his sight as he quickly turned his head.
âConfucius?â
ââ¦.â
âConfucius!â
âuh? âUh-huh.â
âJust leave.â
âOkay, letâs go. âWhere is the great master of Wei?â
âThe great master of Wei is hereâ¦â
At that time, as if lying, Wei Hongryun came up between the two of them.
âAre you looking for me?â
âItâs a surprise. âYou bitch, when did you learn the art of stealth?â
âRather, I am surprised. âIâve been calling for Confucius all along, but didnât you hear me?â
Ma Dong-pil also nodded.
âThatâs right.â
âWell, I was thinking about something, but I guess I didnât hear it. By the way, did you finish everything?â
âOh, kinda!â
âKill kill! I get it. Hey, Iâm almost done watching the side story, so letâs go to the inside story. âIâm bored. Letâs have a drink.â
âoh? Is that okay?â
âWhat canât be done? You canât just keep messing around in side stories when thereâs nothing to do. âJust looking at it, it looks like you guys arenât having fun either.â
âHehe, you knew.â
âI like you because youâre so honestâ¦â
So the three people started talking and headed towards civil war.
Seol-ryeong kept pace with the two men and chimed in, but his consciousness was focused on the young man he had seen a moment ago.
He was Ji Young-hyeon, the third son, not Ji Kang-hyeon.
âThat guyâ¦â
Seoryangâs eyes deepened.
âHeâs hiding ridiculous powers.â
A fragment of power so secret that it could not have been caught without the senses of Gu Yumagong, completed with the help of Lee Cheon-sang.
Ji Young-hyeon had at least as much skill as him or more.
ââ¦Itâs getting more and more exciting, isnât it?â
* * *
After one hour, Seo-ryang, who had knocked Wei Hong-ryeon unconscious with alcohol, left the residence. And Ma Dong-pil and Geumho followed behind him.
âArenât you drunk?â
âI lost my energy.â
âWhy did you waste your cycle? âIf thatâs the case, donât drink it.â
ââ¦.â
âYes, I did tell you to drink it.â
âI am Confuciusâ close escort. âI must protect Confucius at any time.â
Xu Liang chuckled.
At that time, Kumho came out! I made a noise and looked up at him. While keeping pace with a brisk walk, I raise my head and look at Seoryang.
âAre you following this bastard too?â
As soon as I didnât hold him in my arms, Geumho dug into his front teeth and settled down. I wanted to follow him, but walking seemed like a hassle.
âBut Confucius. âWhere are you going?â
âIâm going to Hwanhee Wonju.â
âI see.â
Xu Liang glanced at his waist.
âAnyway, didnât you think it was cool earlier? Strike the sword! I plugged it in and boom! âKneel down until you make a sound.â
âAhâ¦â
âLooking at things like that, you know how to read the mood. âGood job.â
Ma Dong-pil scratched his head as if he was embarrassed.
âI just couldnât stand by and watch the arrogance of the Demon Swordsman.â
âWhat is arrogance? âHe even gave me a refreshing look.â
ââ¦have you seen it?â
âI saw it.â
âsorry.â
Xu Liang chuckled.
âIâve never seen anyone say theyâre as sorry as you. He was just the worst criminal in the world. âWhy are you sorry about that?â
âItâs justâ¦â
âAnyway, itâs hard. Is that right, Geumho?â
âAh!â
âLook.â
Ma Dong-pilâs face became uncomfortable.
It doesnât matter what you hear from Confucius, but he wasnât that monster. I felt really bad because I felt like I had been looked down on by a fox that was only the size of my forearm.
Xiliang chuckled.
âYou should be nice to Geumho from now on, man. One day, when you make a mistake, the child will become a wonderful companion who will scold you for your mistakesâ¦â
At that moment, his eyes sparkled.
Ma Dong-pil pouted his lips in an uncharacteristic way.
âI will try my best not to make mistakesâ¦â
âBow!â
Paaaaaaaa!
A blade of grass crossed the air.
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