Episode 412 Aspect of the Demon King (7)âWonju?!â
âThatâs it.â
A look of bewilderment appeared on Yinyamazonâs face.
âSo, are you saying that the reason you did that mess in Daejeon was to kill yourself?â
Gwangmazon looked at the window without answering.
I had already broken the gombangdae that I used to smoke. A body that has reached the ultimate demon level will not be harmed by smoking tobacco, but it is not very good for the body either.
âItâs an excuseâ¦â
I heard Yinyamazon say something in an embarrassed tone next to me. But Gwangmazon was in no mood to pay attention to what he said.
âWas I truly in a hurry to satisfy my base desires in the name of serving Protestantism?â
When I first came up with this plan, it was something I had never even thought about.
However, after hearing the heartbreaking words of the religious leader at the time, I thought deeply about it.
What was his real intention? I wondered if I had really built a splendid execution scaffold to give my cowardly rest as the religious leader said.
result?
ââ¦I canât say no.â
Yes.
Clearly he wanted a spectacular ending. Of course, the thought itself of dying for Protestantism was not a lie, but there was definitely a sense of frustration that I could not achieve anything by living longer.
He had been sitting in this position longer than any other mazon of his time. He even became a mazon before the previous religious leader even ascended to the rank of religious leader.
And thirty years have passed.
Although he practiced martial arts and read the worldâs circumstances, he remained confined to Protestantism for over 30 years.
It was definitely a happy life. Because I thought it was an honor just to live under the reign of the former religious leader. That thought wasnât a lie either.
However, I had no idea that the former leader would pass away like this.
Peace of mind is good, but he was a demon. I wanted to have at least one memorable fight.
Such desire and desire for victory could be said to be the fate of those who live with demons on their backs.
He was looking for a festival that would satisfy the life of a demon named Gwangmazon.
âHow did the religious leader look into my heart?â
He is a person who has mastered the reigning Demon Emperor to the extent of rising to the rank of Master.
Since you have learned the skills that stand at the top of all magic arts in the world, it would not be that difficult to look into the inner thoughts of someone who has learned lower magic arts.
However, the religious leader did not look into his own heart through magic. There was no such sign.
âWhether it was his natural eye or his skill that no one could notice, it is clear that he was truly an amazing person.â
It was bitter.
Even though he had lived for such a long time that it wouldnât be surprising if he died tomorrow, he was tormented by a sense of self-destruction that he couldnât control even the desire to die in a grand manner.
The fact that such anger was immediately revealed to the new religious leader also made him ashamed.
At the same time, a strange sense of vitality surged.
âYes, the leader is said to be the greatest genius in Protestant history.â
Even the strongest Heavenly Demon, the leader of the former school, said that he was the successor who would grow to be greater than himself.
Why did I forget that? It is clear that whether it is the previous religious leader or the current religious leader, they are difficult people for me to serve.
âNo, I didnât forget. I just didnât want to acknowledge the religious leader.â
Gwangmazon sighed.
âItâs disqualification as a horse.â
There is no such thing as disloyalty. Surprisingly, the religious leader readily forgave the old servant who had committed disloyalty worthy of death.
Now he has only one goal left in life.
âWhat if I could live a peaceful life again? As the religious leader said, it would be right to live a long life and do what I can.â
Gwangmazon looked at the broken bear stand next to him.
It was a tobacco that had been smoked for twenty years. The habit was more frightening than the irritating toxins that were present at the beginning of the year.
As soon as he returned home, he destroyed the gombangdae. This is because I thought that if I wanted to live a long life in accordance with the will of my religious leader, I had to change even the smallest things.
âLetâs start again from the beginning.â
It was then.
âAre you in Wonju?â
âIs it Goru?â
âexactly.â
âPlease come in.â
Gorumazon came in.
The look in Yinyamazonâs eyes when he looked at Gorumazon was reminiscent of a wildcat. He always felt inferior to Gorumazon, who was the most outstanding personality among the Majons.
Gwangmazon asked calmly.
âWhatâs going on?â
âDaehobeop wants to see Wonju.â
âGreat protection law?â
âThatâs right. Itâs not just Wonju. Iâve called all of our Magons.â
Gwangmazonâs eyes deepened.
âWhatâs going on?â
Half a day has passed since I was scolded by the leader. I was not the one to see it at this hour, when the sun had already begun to set.
âHas the leader changed his mind?â
Gwangmazon nodded inwardly.
Although I still didnât know the leaderâs feelings, I could understand him well. Even though he was executed in front of everyone, he wasnât unfair at all.
Gwangmazon shook off his clothes and stood up.
âLetâs go.â
However, the Gwangmazonâs thoughts went astray.
In fact, at the gathering of all the Nine Great Majons for the first time in a long time, Daehobeop delivered shocking information.
After listening to all the information, the Gwangmazon thought to himself. The cult leader is ten times more than he thought. He was an even scarier person.
At the very least, it was a moment of anticipation that I would not spend a boring old age, and at the same time, a promise to never do anything that would distort the judgment of the religious leader again.
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The dragonâs face became vicious. It was distorted.
The reason was not something else. It was because there was no one who was supposed to show up at the agreed upon place, and someone who should not show up was waiting.
ââ¦Senator?!â
âDo you know me?â
Gwangmazonâs face was very calm.
The dragon was silent. As one of the eight demons, he knew the personal details of all the demons of Shinjyo, but that was only a literal knowledge.
The demons he had actually met were counted on one hand.
Gwangmazone He smiled.
It was like the smile of an old man who had accomplished a lot in his youth and came down to the scenic town below to live a happy old age. It
felt calm and relaxed. At least that was how it seemed on the outside.
But the dragon was not fooled by that smile. .
Gwangmajon Senatorâs martial arts skills were the best among the Magons.
In todayâs Protestantism, which has just undergone a generational change, and is practically evaluated as second only to the religious leader, he was the owner of martial arts skills that would not be lacking in being called the best in the Protestant religions. No matter how much he was,
Yong was the most powerful of the secret palaces. I couldnât help but feel nervous.
âI donât feel very good. âI donât know the other person, but the other person knows me as soon as they see me?â
ââ¦â¦â
âAs an old man whose days of being gloating about his own fame were over decades ago, I donât really like this situation.â
The dragon was still silent. The uncomfortable expression also did not change.
The smile disappeared from Gwangmazonâs face.
âFrom what I heard, you are a dragon, a member of the Archbishopâs eight warriors, right?â S~eaÊá´h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
ââ¦â¦Thatâs right.â
âYou have quite good skills. Itâs not even half a penny worth of martial arts, but that mysterious prayer is definitely the skill of someone who has studied martial arts, right?â
ââ¦â¦â
âWhen you reach the stage of hunger, there is no difference between martial arts and techniques. âIt would be truly surprising if every single one of the eight attendants was like you.â
âI heard that the Great Protector will come to meet me.â
âIt did.â
âBut how can it be Wonju?â
âIf you know me well enough, you probably know about the Great Protection Act. Heâs always busy.
Itâs different from an old man like me. Wouldnât it be wrong to take up his time just to meet one person? Thatâs why I came myself.â
Although it was unavoidable, the dragon felt uncomfortable.
As busy as it was, it was the same with people greeting and greeting guests.
I came here in the spare time I had, so I have to listen to that kind of thing? If the opponent had not been a senator, he would have struck the king.
âwhy? Are you dissatisfied?â
ââ¦â¦..no.â
âGood. âIf you do that, letâs go.â
âCan I ask you one thing?â
âYou tell me.â
âHow much did the leader say?â
Flash!
At that moment, the dragon saw an illusion as if lightning had struck before his eyes.
He shivered.
Cold sweat ran down his spine.
The Gwangmazon was still looking at himself with a calm face. However, like an old man, A terrible demonic energy glowed in his incredibly clear and transparent eyes.
âAsk me again.â
ââ¦â¦â¦â
âagain.â
ââ¦Did the sect leader tell you everything?â
Only then did Gwangmazon smile with satisfaction.
âThatâs right. What kind of organization is the Secret Palace, what role did they play for a thousand years, and how useful are they now? âI heard it was gone.â
The dragonâs cheeks trembled.
âWeâ¦â
âWe wasted time for no reason. As you know, the leader is busy. Letâs go to the Demon Godâs Palace.â
There were a lot of questions, but it seemed difficult to continue the conversation. In the end, the dragon followed the Light Demon to the Demon Godâs Palace. The
Light Demon looked around.
âI didnât know there was a side road like this in the main school. Hehe, it was seventy years from the main school. Even though Iâve been living there for over a year.â
The dragon tensed at his words.
An inexplicable sense of intimidation was conveyed in his laughing voice. It seemed as if he was suppressing his anger on the verge of explosion with a smile.
âIt seems like a fighting method, but it doesnât seem like a simple fighting strategy⦠Did you add some magic?â
ââ¦â¦â
âItâs truly amazing. This is why the world is fun.
If I had thrown away my life needlessly, wouldnât I have known about this? âHow can I repay you for your generous kindness?â
Gwangmazon continued to mutter to himself. It didnât seem like he wanted to talk to the dragon.
It was the same for dragons.
âDo you really want to fight?â
Regardless of his discomfort, the dragon could not understand.
If you turn the Big Palace into an enemy, it is the religious leader who will suffer the most. The Magon, the Great Protector, and the Gungunsa can all be sane, but a religious leader can never be sane.
But how can we shake hands like this? Could it be that the religious leader of the time had gone crazy?
âIf you think about it, you canât even be called a cult leader yet.â
The appointment and appointment of a religious leader are entirely managed by the royal queen. A sect leader who has not been crowned under the royal family is not a sect leader.
An evil smile appeared on the dragonâs face.
âA half-hearted cult leader? And yet, you are so arrogant. Even the previous leader has no discernment.â
So the two arrived at the Demon Godâs Palace, lost in their own thoughts.
Black and White Twin Wei looked at Gwangmazon.
Gwangmazon nodded.
Kugugoogung!
The main gate of the Demon Godâs Palace was opened.
He was the one who entered the Demon Godâs Palace without permission. Moreover, the person brought in had his entire face covered with something similar to a black bandana.
If you are looking for a suspicious combination, there is no other combination like this one. Even if you have been informed in advance, it is natural for a water gate officer to be on guard.
However, not a single trace of anxiety was visible on the faces of the black and white twins.
âPlease eat.â
Gwangmazon and the dragon entered the demon palace.
After passing through several doors and several rooms, I finally found myself in front of Daejeon Gate.
Gwangmazon knelt in front of the door and said.
âThe new senator is calling. A person from the royal palace has arrived.â
Coo!
The gates of Daejeon were wide open.
The door just opened without saying a word. It was not touched by a light demon or a dragon, nor was it opened by a person from within.
Nevertheless, the dragon was inwardly surprised when the gate opened with a harsh sound reminiscent of thunder.
âAre you here?â
A cool and heavy voice tickled the dragonâs ears.
It was a voice full of majesty that anyone could not help but follow. It was clearly a young voice, but it had an age that was difficult to guess and a deep magical energy glowing within it.
Daejeon was dark, the voice was heavy, and the prayer that was coming out was so harsh and scary that it tore at the skin.
The dragon swallowed without realizing it.
Red and blue eyes kept flashing in the distance.
âfrom now on.â
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