Return of the Mad Demon Chapter 421

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“Tomorrow I have to give the cult leader the gift of a lifetime. From what I’ve seen so far, I think fighting against the strong is the only comfort in life, regardless of whether you win or lose. That would be a gift.”

The white-robed student who listened to my words to the end nodded his head several times even while lying down.

“Once I got involved, I understood. “It definitely felt that way.”

I asked the white-robed student looking at the night sky.

“Is it full of stars?”

“It’s full.”

I also lay down nearby and looked up at the night sky. As Baekui Seo-saeng said, the night sky was full of stars.

Cheonak asked me.

“As expected of you, you don’t have a plan on how to fight, do you?”

“How did you know? It’s not like I have a clever idea. I can only do my best. That’s not true. “Senior coachman?”

The coachman who was asked the question looked embarrassed and answered while clearing his throat.

“I guess so.”

“You have a hard time serving the religious leader.”

The coachman smiled slightly at these words.

“Do you really think so?”

“Didn’t you have a hard time?”

“What would be difficult in following the mightiest person in the world? The road has never been blocked. There is no place that is not open. The place you wanted to stay was your accommodation. All I did was follow along. Even if I made a mistake and took a wrong turn, when I reported it to him, he just said ‘so’ and told me to change direction. There is such a big difference between what you see on the outside and what you feel on the inside.”

I was taken aback by the coachman’s speech and thought that this man was the best coachman in the world.

Mo Yongbaek told me.

“Lord Mun, I don’t think it would be good for Emperor Wu to wake up right away. I’ll start a bonfire here, so go in first and get some sleep. “You never know when the religious leader will ask us to fight tomorrow, right?”

The eldest brother said as he approached with the horse.

“It’s a bonfire… let’s do it that way. “Monrang.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Because it is a manor, firewood would have already been stored up. “It’s so noisy that even the saviors won’t be able to sleep, so ask and bring it.”

“All right.”

As the eldest brother flopped down nearby, Gongsunshim also came and sat nearby. When I looked around, it seemed like all these people were going to give up their manor to the religious leader and camp out. Of course, there are multiple rooms, so there would be no problem with everyone sleeping in them, but this was a kind of consideration.

I got up, sat down, and looked around at the people.

“If it weren’t for Mo Yongbaek in this meeting, we would have been in big trouble.”

Everyone looked around at each other.

“That’s right.”

I also advised the driver to take a break.

“Senior, please go into the manor and get some sleep. “We will protect the carriage and weapons.”

“I am okay.”

The coachman went to the coach seat, cleared the seat, and lay down there. I don’t know if he was trying to sleep or just closed his eyes, but the coachman didn’t open his mouth.

Before I knew it, the horse came carrying a lot of firewood, put it down on the ground, and quickly made a bonfire with Moyongbaek and lit it.

We sat around and looked at the bonfire, and Mo Yongbaek took out miscellaneous tools and medicine from his luggage and wiped away the blood that was all over Baek’s student’s body. Mo Yongbaek’s hand movements when treating people were as natural and fast as when we perform martial arts.

As Baek-ui Seo-saeng lay down and received treatment from Mo Yong-baek, the blood that had stuck to his body gradually disappeared and his appearance returned to that of a human being.

Since there was no one making noise, it was generally a quiet night, as if there had been a fight.

When the primary treatment was temporarily completed, Baekui Seo-saeng spoke to Mo Yong-baek in a subdued tone.

“Thank you.”

Mo Yongbaek answered.

“Excuse me, but hasn’t it been a long time since you said thank you?”

“How did you know?”

“It’s because the tone is so awkward.”

“You know everything. How far have you mastered this flower grafting technique?”

“Recently, I am practicing the three levels.”

The white-robed student smiled slightly.

“is it? “If you learn just that much, you won’t be defeated by most people.”

“I’m curious too, but actually, I’ve never fought before.”

Everyone looked at Mo Yongbaek after hearing his words.

Cheonak also asked this question, wondering if it seemed absurd.

“You learned a martial art called Shingong, but you’ve never fought?”

“Yes, all the people I meet are patients, so who am I going to fight with? Moreover, in the area where my congressman is located, no one has had an accident thanks to Mr. Moon. Roughly speaking, the only people who mentioned the name of Lord Moon were people whose complexions turned pale. “There must have been one or two people who were beaten to death while laughing.”

Everyone looked at the bonfire and started giggling.

The eldest brother also smiled and said.

“In general, the third child is scary for strong people.”

I didn’t spare any nagging from Mo Yongbaek.

“Still, keep practicing. “This is a world where you can’t survive with medical skills alone.”

“All right.”

I looked at the flickering flames and muttered.

“Today the bonfire looks strangely like a holy fire.”

I sat around with the wild beasts and shared the warmth of the torch. Moyong Baekdo sat comfortably nearby and looked at me.

“As far as I know, I guessed that the flames are psychologically connected to Master Moon’s madness. Are you okay with seeing the flames now?”

“How on earth do you know that?”

Mo Yongbaek laughed.

“That’s right. This is not something I learned because it was written in a book. As you study, you will infer things you didn’t know before. “Mania has a tendency to start with the event that caused the greatest hurt, so this is something that can be easily expected.”

“Right.”

I said while looking at the flickering flames.

“It’s okay now.”

Gongsunshim said.

“It’s such a strange thing. The dance was done according to Moonju’s thoughts, but in the end, it seems that it turned out as the religious leader had hoped. Anyway, I don’t think the cult leader will lose to Munju, but it’s a one-on-one match.”

I took over.

“Strangely, I have no worries or nervousness about winning or losing. We just ended up fighting in a volcano. “That’s all that remains.”

My eldest brother told me.

“Are you going to sleep? Are you going to have a lucky breakfast? “No matter what we do, we will protect the law.”

I looked at the flickering flames and shook my head.

“Let’s talk. If you get sleepy after chatting all night, each of you goes to sleep. I’ve come this far, but since I’m running out of luck, I won’t be training for a while. “Tomorrow is important, but I am also important now.”

They are strong experts who came together through hard work.

We were sitting around looking at the campfire and mostly talking random nonsense, but I valued the time now as much as tomorrow. This is

because everyone here has outstanding capabilities… and

they are all masters who can raise at least one outstanding student.

Baekwi Seosaeng stood up with Mo Yongbaek’s support and looked around at us from a sitting position.

“…sometimes I imagined receiving a disciple who didn’t know my identity.”

“….”

“A disciple who doesn’t know my past. I guess I’ll have to pretend to be a Taoist. Like a person who knows everything about the world. Like a person who has no regrets about the world. Like a retired expert from the past. It’s like becoming a person in hiding. A disciple may not understand me deeply. Because you don’t know my past. Does not matter. At one point, I used to laugh when I imagined myself telling my student that he should learn martial arts and become a knight. Are there all these scammers? “A charlatan…”

Everyone laughed at the words of the white-robed scholar.

Cheonak muttered as if he thought it was funny.

“You’re a charlatan… you’re crazy.”

The white student said.

“Isn’t it enough as long as you don’t know the disciple? Our true identity. “Isn’t that so, Moonju?”

I nodded.

“right. There is no need for disciples to know our past.”

Saekma asked his eldest brother.

“Master, don’t you know that masters are basically evil people? “Because I’m quick-witted.”

The eldest brother answered.

“Yoran doesn’t care whether we are evil or not. “As long as we don’t run away suddenly.”

The eldest brother looked somewhat surprised at his words.

“Is that so.”

The demon looked around at us and said.

“I hope someday our seniors and our students will face each other in the volcano. It’s not a matter of life or death, it’s a fight. The best in the world are born, martial arts are exchanged, and if there is a major conflict between the forces of the powerful, the disciples can band together and crush them…”

Mo Yongbaek answered.

“It may be a long way away, but I hope my student is there too.”

In general, it seems that the flame I was looking at was the torch. We exchanged words that were no different from a pledge. This is because these were each person’s wishes and hopes, and their true feelings did not contain any uneasy emotions.

We talked until dawn, making small talk and making silly jokes. No one was thinking well. The paths we walked were different, but in the conversation we had while looking at the bonfire, all negative emotions such as hostility, hatred, and anger were engulfed in flames and flew away somewhere.

Surprisingly, as dawn dusk filled the sky…

I heard the leader’s voice.

“Munju.”

“Please speak.”

“let’s go. To the volcano.”

I tilted my head.

“Is it a walk?”

I got up, looked at the expressions on the faces of the men I had been talking with all night, and realized that this was not a walk. It doesn’t matter though. Anyway, we said our goodbyes briefly.

“I will be back. “It looks like he doesn’t want to show off his skills, so we have to respect him.”

The coachman stood up from his seat and asked me.

“Lord Moon, what is your life?”

“It’s okay.”

The eldest brother looked at me and said.

“Please come back.”

Everyone couldn’t say goodbye beyond telling me to go home. When I entered the manor, the religious leader was standing quietly near the table, as if he had stayed up all night.

I went next to the religious leader and spoke.

“let’s go.”

We headed to the volcano without saying anything. I never thought that I would go for a walk with the leader, but we are doing it now. After a while, the leader spoke.

“Let’s go to a quiet place.”

“The volcano is generally quiet. “There are few people.”

At some point, the religious leader started a light attack, so I had no choice but to follow him. It didn’t seem like I really knew the way. This is because the cliff went up without any problem. In fact, if I hadn’t learned the Jeun Buddhism, I would have been left behind by the religious leader and wouldn’t have been able to dance. Strangely enough, it seemed to me that Bimou’s prelude was a light attack, so we quickly climbed the volcano and continued looking for a quiet place.

I guessed that I wanted to find a spacious and quiet place with no people.

Since I don’t know everything about volcanoes, I had no choice but to follow them.

In the end, the place we found was somewhere on the side of the mountain, and it was shaped like a wide basin with a flat area slightly at the bottom, so it seemed like the most suitable place for rubbing.

I recommended it first.

“It would be nice here.”

The leader first sat cross-legged without saying anything. I sat a little away and looked at the leader. Of course I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

The leader asked me after a while.

“…Do you have a will?”

I scratched my forehead, thought for a bit, and then answered.

“Nothing in particular. “I lived after saying everything I had to say.”

Actually, I fully conveyed my intentions to my comrades last night.

The leader nodded and gently closed his eyes as if he was trying to rest. After I sat cross-legged, I asked the religious leader vaguely.

“If you have a will, please tell me.”

The religious leader answered.

“If I am defeated, I will appoint Geomma as my successor. “You deliver it.”

“The eldest brother will refuse?”

“It is my will regardless of rejection. If he refuses, tell the Sword Demon to appoint the next leader himself. “I guess that’s enough.”

“I understand.”

The religious leader told me.

“I’ll give you time to recover. Just tell me when you’re done.”

“Let’s do that.”

I started the fortune-telling breakfast with the leader in front of me.

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Return of the Mad Demon

Return of the Mad Demon

The Return of The Crazy Demon
Score 9.4
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2020 Native Language: Korean
Yi Zaha. The crazy demon crazy for martial arts. While he was running away after stealing the heavenly pearl of the Demon Cult Leader, he fell off a cliff. After thinking that everything was over, he opened his eyes to see that he had returned back to when he was a waiter… And he is being beat up for something that he didn’t do. The crazy demon who returned to the beginning of his days as a waiter! Will he go crazy again, or will he drive his enemies crazy?

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