The vivid image of a man coughing up blood and collapsing replayed itself over and over in my mind.
Keuk
The mans wounds were fatal. The gaping hole in his chest ant that not even the gods could save him now, but nonetheless, the man struggled to rise to his feet using a broken dao as support.
It was Master Crazy Demon.
I wont let it end like this Keuk! he coughed, throwing up blood yet again.
Read this at , or else.
Seeing this, the Bandit King approached, shouting, Hold still, dumbass, Ill close that wound!
The Crazy Demon glanced down at the hole in his chest, and smiled bitterly. Dont, Im fine.
How the fuck are you okay?
Move out of the way, the Crazy Demon suddenly said, kneeling on the ground.
Startled, the Bandit King stepped aside.
Slowly, the Crazy Demon bowed his head, facing the direction of the Hyonwon Clan. Father. Mother. Hyung-nim. My siblings. My relatives In this life, I dont think I can repay the favor you have bestowed upon , he mumbled in a hoarse, cracked voice.
He then raised his head and gazed at the cloudy night sky, tears of blood streaming from his eyes. If I could be reborn I would repay the favor I couldnt repay in this life.
You son of a bitch! Dont leave a stupid will! Youre not dead yet!
Why arent you reading this at ?
Hey, bandit.
What, you crazy bladesman!
The Crazy Demons eyes shifted from the Bandit King to . Thank you for your help.
Youre so Hey, wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
The Crazy Demons eyes, which had gradually clouded over the past few minutes, beca completely lifeless, and his body fell helplessly to the side.
I shuddered.
AHHHHH! You fucking Blood Cult bastards, Ill kill you all! The Bandit Kings wails echoed across the battlefield.
Hyung-nim Hyung-nim?
I opened my eyes to find three concerned faces looking down at . The present felt unreal, like a blurry mix of past and present.
Ak Yeon-Ho studied my expression carefully and asked, Are you okay?
Im fine, I just got drunk faster than usual today.
That day, Master Crazy Demon, Master Maeng, Master Sword Saint, and Master Eun had all died right in front of my eyes. I was the only person in the world who knew their fate, their sacrifices, and the role they played in the Blood Cults downfall.
Im sorry, but I think Ive had enough partying for today. You guys continue without , I said, rising from my seat.
Ak Yeon-Ho nodded. Yeah, you should go inside and get so rest.
Y arent you reading this at ?
Its your first day on the job, so you must be exhausted, Myeong Il-Oh added.
As I walked out of the inn, Jaegal So-Yeong followed , a look of concern on her face. Did I say sothing unnecessary? she asked.
No, its not your fault. I just suddenly felt sick.
A-Are you really unwell? Do you want to escort you ho?
Her obliviousness is endearing, but if I want to get my ssage across, it seems that Ill have to speak bluntly. I smiled weakly at her and firmly said, Thank you, but no. I just need a minute to myself.
I-Im sorry, I didnt catch the hint again
No, Im the one who should be sorry for causing you distress. See you later. I waved Jaegal So-Yeong goodbye.
As I wandered alone through the night streets, I organized my jumbled thoughts.
The decades-old enmity between the Hyonwon Clan and Hebei Peng Clan which began with the Crazy Demon, and the fake Crazy Demon who single-handedly destroyed the Hyonwon Clan.
Even if by so miracle, Master Crazy Demon ca back from the dead, there is no way he would do such a thing. So who could it be? An impostor who resembles Master so much that the Hyonwon Clan Head mistook him for his own brother
It was probably easy to mimic Master Crazy Demons physical appearance using masks or bone manipulation, especially since he hadnt been seen for decades. No one would notice a small discrepancy, not even his closest welcos you.
The problem is his martial arts. The Crazy Demons martial arts are too powerful and unique to imitate. Not only would the imposter have to be a martial master, hed also have to be familiar with the martial arts of the Hyonwon Clan No, but even then, the Asura Blood Heaven Blade is
All of a sudden, the realization hit like a hamr blow.
No way
Theres only one organization in the world capable of such deception. The one that made Cheong Cheon learn the Blood Rain Demonic Art and gave Wiji Cheon the fake Unlimited Sword. The one that imprisoned Master Crazy Demon for over a decade and stole his martial arts!
The Blood Cult!
Had they been in hiding all these years, plotting their coback? If so, the annihilation of the Hyonwon Clan must have been payback for what we did to them that day.
If Im right, Master Crazy Demon wont be able to close his eyes in death.
Haa I sighed. Fate was a cruel mistress.
Maybe Im wrong. Maybe it was just soone with a personal grudge against the Hyonwon Clan. Regardless, it doesnt change how I feel.
I dont regret what I did, but if I could reincarnate I would return the favors I could not repay in this life.
Why arent you reading this at ?
By the standards of the orthodox sects, Master Crazy Demon, who had shed a lot of blood for no reason other than to perfect his martial arts, was clearly evil. Even so, that doesnt an he should be punished for sins he didnt commit.
Should he go down in history as one of the greatest evildoers of all ti? Isnt being locked up in a prison with no light and having nightmares for decades enough to make up for it?
Suddenly, I recalled my first eting with Hyonwon Kang. The mont I saw him, I thought that Master Crazy Demon had reincarnated. They were just so similar!
Hey! Did you just call the Crazy Demon?
He was a raw gemstone with imnse potential, yet unable to polish himself due to circumstance.
Get the fuck out and leave alone!
As I walked back to my new lodgings in the Azure Dragon Academy, my thoughts revolved around these the man and the boy from the Hyonwon Clan.
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