Episode 1077. Next time, it’s your neck. (2)
“… … Honestly, this is crossing the line.”
“What I’m saying is.”
A sigh of despair escaped Yun Jong’s mouth.
I fought dragons, and I fought packs of wolves. I endured all those fierce fights, and now I see tigers, wolves, and lynxes all working together to surround me.
There was no way to calculate or even think about it. In the first place, they were already in a situation where they were being pushed back even with their allies, Jang Il-so and Hong Gyeon. It was impossible for them to break through this place on their own, even if they were dead or alive.
“… … What should I do?”
“I… … .”
“Just think about something! It’s private!”
“Chae, I’m not the bookworm!”
At Baekcheon’s shout, everyone’s attention turned to Im So-byeong.
“Well, there is a way, right?”
Lim So-byeong smiled leisurely as he received those expectant gazes.
“What do you think of me? Of course I do.”
“oh?”
Hope filled everyone’s eyes. Lim So-byeong spoke firmly, receiving the gaze of faith.
“It would be painful to be caught and killed by those Sapha bastards, so it would be better to surrender cleanly here, both to preserve your honor and to protect your body… .”
“it’s crazy?”
“What the hell are you talking about!”
“This rotten bandit!”
“Monk, please calm down.”
“……no…….”
As the criticism poured in, Im So-byeong lamented with a face that looked as if he was dying from injustice.
“Even if Zhuge Liang returns alive, there’s no answer in this situation, so what do you want me to do?”
“Then you should have resolved it before it got to this point! Why were you helping that bastard Jang Il-so!”
“Or else we would have all died.”
“What’s different now?”
“Haha. Don’t you die a little late? That moment is important, that moment. At least you can prepare yourself mentally… … Um, but monk? Why are you clenching your fists?”
Namgung Do-wi, who couldn’t stand to watch, carefully grabbed Hye-yeon’s fist. He was afraid that if he continued like this, the golden light from his fist would hit Im So-byeong’s snout.
Baekcheon gritted his teeth as he watched those who were closing in on the volcano.
It was so frustrating to the point where my stomach was turning as I watched Hong Gyeon blend in with the Black Ghosts as if they were already on the same side, even though they had been fighting each other to the death for so long.
‘These little bastards have no backbone.’
In some ways, it could be said that Jang Il-so’s control was that outstanding, but Baek-cheon was not in a position to be able to simply and generously admire such a fact.
“But these kids!”
Jogeol breathed out his black aura threateningly towards the Black Ghost who was slowly closing in on him.
The elite of the approaching Black Ghost flinched and stepped back. However, they soon closed the distance again with meaningful smiles.
This was not the reaction he had seen before. Heukgwibo had completely regained his composure. The disciples of Hwasan swallowed dry saliva and sweated in tension.
That was when.
“Oh, oh, oh.”
A voice that was so clearly its own rang out. Then, the elite of the Black Demons who had been pressuring the volcano stopped walking as if it were a lie.
Jang Il-so, who had sealed the movements of everyone here with just a short elasticity, moved his feet leisurely alone in the frozen world. The elite of the Black Demons who had been blocking his way quickly retreated to the left and right to make way for him.
“I don’t know.”
As if enjoying the cold gazes of awe and fear pouring down, Jang Il-so walked leisurely and without hesitation like an emperor. He headed towards none other than the volcano.
“The heroes of the volcano, who were so proud… … .”
A voice that seems to be teasing. But a voice that spreads so that no one dares to object.
“Why are you all cowering like this?”
When the disciples of Hwasan heard those words, their faces distorted in an incredibly horrible way.
“You don’t think of this Jang Il-so… … as a wicked man who would betray his comrades who fought alongside him, do you?”
“… … .”
“If you thought so, isn’t it a little disappointing?”
Baekcheon bit his lips tightly.
I could completely understand how Man Geum Dae Bu must have felt just before he died. Is there anyone in the world as terrible to deal with as Jang Il So, who seized the initiative?
It was as if Jang Il-so had put his hand on Baek-cheon’s chest and was squeezing and releasing Baek-cheon’s beating heart at will.
“This… is quite awkward.”
Jang Il-so, who had finally reached the vicinity, chuckled.
“You still believe so strongly that I’m a wicked man… … Should I live up to your expectations… … or… … Should I just get away gracefully?”
Baekcheon said in a growling tone.
“Don’t talk nonsense when you never intended to send it to me in the first place.”
As the sharp words poured out, a strangely joyful expression crossed Jang Il-so’s face. He slowly stroked my face with his long fingers.
But before he could say anything, Hogamyeong, who was following behind, spoke a little more quickly, saying, “Lianju-nim.”
Then, Jang Il-so’s gaze, which had been looking at the volcano, shifted slightly to the back.
“I have to kill him.”
The name Hogamyeong was looking at the volcano, or to be exact, Cheongmyeong, who was closing her eyes at its center.
“It’s true that they have achieved great things, but they are too dangerous. Especially me… … .”
“Tsk tsk. Gamyeong.”
Jang Il-so, who had been listening, cut him off as if he was very displeased.
“If you say that, I’ll become such a useless person.”
“… … I’m sorry, Your Majesty, but this… … .”
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“Of course, there is nothing more foolish than hoping for God’s favor in Sapa. We know that, and even they know it. However… … .”
Jang Il-so’s strange gaze turned towards Hwasan, and especially towards Baekcheon.
“Even if there is no god in Sapa, there is loyalty, right?”
“Your Majesty… … Even so, isn’t it wrong to sacrifice personal interests for the sake of loyalty?”
“Okay.”
Jang Il-so tapped his cheek as if he was really embarrassed. Then he looked at Baek-cheon with his eyes wide open.
“I see.”
“… … .”
“It may be unfortunate for you, but I am a more considerate superior than you think. When a subordinate earnestly pleads with you, isn’t it wrong for a superior to coldly reject him?”
“This kid… … .”
“So you’re really worried. What should I do about this? Hahahaha!”
The disciples of the volcano bit their lips.
It’s like a cat teasing a mouse. Isn’t it because they’ve already caught their prey that they plan on toying with it as much as they can before killing it?
Baekcheon glared at Jang Il-so with eyes that seemed to be killing him.
“You seem to be mistaken. If you think we are the same as the guys you’ve faced so far, you’re making a big mistake. We’d rather die than be played around.”
“… … Huh?”
“If you don’t know that, you might get your ass kicked, Jang Il-so.”
“Or else my head might explode and I’ll die.”
“A knife might get stuck in your stomach.”
Jang Il-so shook his head as if he couldn’t stop the disciples of the volcano who were all growling at him.
“For a cat like you, you know how to growl quite well.”
Jang Il-so’s eyes sank coldly.
“But… … The more I look at it, the more I wonder. Will it still be able to stand up like that when its neck is cut off?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand slightly.
“Ah. No, no. I shouldn’t say that to you. I should correct it.”
A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Jang Il-so’s mouth.
“Can you still brag after seeing your comrade’s head being cut off right next to you with your own eyes?”
“You… you little punk!”
Baekcheon gritted his teeth. His eyes began to turn bloodshot.
The subtle affection I had for Jang Il-so, which I had developed while fighting the Demonic Cult together and then the Black Ghost, was all gone. Blood rushed to my head. Baek-cheon stomped on the ground as if he was going to run forward at any moment.
At that moment, a cold voice from behind grabbed his ankle.
“Try it.”
Baekcheon instinctively turned his head back. It was impossible to dare turn his gaze away from Jang Il-so, but it was possible after hearing this familiar voice.
“Che… Cheongmyeong-ah!”
“Hey, Inma!”
“… … It’s so damn late. Seriously.”
Sighs of relief escaped from the mouths of those surrounding Qingming.
It was an absurd sight.
Only one more person has been added. They are still surrounded by Black Ghost and Red Dog, and are threatened by the world’s best Jang Il So and Cheon Myeon Soo Sa.
But the moment that one person opened their eyes, an indescribable sense of relief settled over the faces of the Hwasan disciples. As if all they had to do was open their eyes and they could solve this whole situation.
Cheongmyeong, who had been looking at those looking back at him, fixed his gaze on Jang Il-so. Jang Il-so was also looking at him with a strange smile.
“Who are you talking about cutting off?”
A voice that sounded like the cold wind of the north was blowing. Hong-Gyeon instinctively lowered his posture at that voice. So that he could jump in and protect Jang Il-So’s front line at any time.
“Just give it a try. See who gets their head cut off.”
“Hmm.”
Jang Il-so raised his hand and lightly touched my chin.
“… … This would certainly change the story a bit… … But no matter what, isn’t it too much? Isn’t this a situation where you can threaten others? Yes, Volcanic Sword Association?”
“So try it.”
Baekcheon blocked him with a worried expression, as if he still did not trust Cheongmyeong’s physical condition. However, Cheongmyeong lightly patted his shoulder and passed him by, stepping forward.
“There’s nothing you can’t do now, right?”
“… … What does that mean?”
“There’s no reason to keep a useless little bastard alive.”
At that moment, the disciples of the volcano clearly saw Jang Il-so’s face, which had been smiling eerily, suddenly harden.
But Jang Il-so’s hardened expression quickly disappeared as if it had never been there in the first place. Jang Il-so asked leisurely with his face softening.
“So… … it wasn’t me writing you, it was you writing me?”
“That would be an honor for three lives. You used that Sapha bastard, who would be best used as fertilizer, even like that. Ah, you don’t have to thank me. No one gets gratitude from a tool. Right?”
“Hahaha… … Volcanic Sword Association.”
Jang Il-so’s face is distorted.
“You still have a real knack for getting on people’s nerves, I have to admit. But… … I have to be careful. My patience might not be that great, you know?”
“You don’t seem to know anything, but there are things I’m good at.”
Cheongmyeong grabbed the sword hanging from his waist.
“How about cutting off that worthless Sapha bastard’s neck so that he can learn his place in the afterlife? Don’t you want to check it out?”
A bright blue light flowed from Jang Il-so’s eyes. Cheong-myeong, who received those eyes, also smiled with a murderous look.
Right and wrong.
Those representing the two forces were here and now, completely revealing their ill will toward each other without any hint of reservation.
The bond that was maintained by a thread because they had a common enemy, the Demonic Cult and the Black Demon. The moment that bond is broken, they will become nothing more or less than the most hated enemies.
The breathtaking murderous aura of the two people who returned to their original positions spread in all directions.
