Return of the Mad Demon Chapter 382

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Episode 382 A man without blood or tears.

I can’t sleep in this situation. The eldest brother was also resting on the bed, but he must have felt more uncomfortable than when Yunnan Chil-sal was alone.

I continued to watch the troops immersed in darkness.

This is because sentries originally stand like this. I heard my eldest brother’s voice from behind me.

“Come down when you’re sleepy. Let’s take turns.”

I just nodded.

I don’t know when I will get sleepy. That’s because I fell asleep as soon as I saw the medical history.

I heard Yunnan Seven Years old whispering.

“…Let’s take turns sleeping in two shifts.”

“Noisy. “Can you sleep?”

“I need to sleep.”

“Pathetic bastard.”

The silence continued, and while the clouds were gone for a moment, moonlight illuminated the troops. To my surprise, some had their eyes closed and some had their eyes open, all looking at me.

Closing one’s eyes is a form of relaxation, and it seemed like this was done alternately.

The eyes were once again immersed in darkness, as if a cloud had appeared.

I spoke to the troops.

“There is one night left.”

There would be no crazy person here to talk to me.

Does not matter.

Because I am a man who says what he wants to say.

“There are only me and the man called Former Master Sword Demon here, but if an all-out war breaks out tomorrow, most of you will die. That means this could be the last night of your life. Of course, if your religious leader comes, tonight may be my last night. Is it possible that someone will die tomorrow? doesn’t exist?”

“….”

“Probably not. I also have no intention of dying. Still, let’s admit to each other that it may be the last night of our lives. The cult leader is a scary man, so I tend to understand you. The undefeated man, the man with no opponents. Who became a religious here because they wanted to? Is there any? Have you been caught? Were you dragged in? Or was it originally from a family that was a religious believer? Did you go in for the money? Or was the family massacred and kidnapped? Whatever the story, death was imminent. Is there anyone who always respected the eldest brother? For reference, eldest brother means sword demon. doesn’t exist? Or maybe you can’t answer?”

“….”

“You don’t have to answer. Probably there is. There should be. Mr. Jeon is not a narrow-minded man. A long time ago, the ghost of the old headquarters that died told us this. I told my eldest brother that it was number 13. Have you heard of number 13? “Thirteenth hour.”

“….”

“Not number one, not number two, not number six hundred and eighty-three. No. 13. You probably know better what it means to be called by number in school. It means that I am a senior slave who was rolling around in school a long time before you. That’s why I understand you. A man like the eldest brother also survived the times when he was called the Thirteenth Tiger, survived, survived, and became a master, but one day he changed his mind and left the school. I was thinking about taking on the cult leader that most people fear. It’s an amazing choice. This is why I call him the eldest brother. Which of you can make this choice? doesn’t exist. “It is not easy.”

“….”

“It’s almost a miracle that the man who was called Thirteen became a left master. I can’t believe someone like Jwasa came out of the bridge. Will the new governor arrive here tomorrow? What kind of person is he? Am I as strong as the man I call eldest brother? “Is this a man you respect?”

Talking alone made me thirsty.

I turned my head and looked at Yunnan Seven Years Old.

“Bring me some alcohol.”

Manbakmagun was lying down, so Bigeomgwi brought him some alcohol and came up to the wall. I looked at the alcohol and spoke to the Bigeomgwi who brought it.

“drink.”

Bigeomgui took a sip of his drink and held it out to me. I took the drink and drank it down my throat.

Only then did someone’s voice come from the Demonic Church.

“You’re seven years old in Yunnan. Why are you still alive?”

Bigeomgwi stared into the darkness and answered.

“I’m alive because I’m still breathing. “What kind of bullshit question is that?”

As soon as Bigeomgwi spoke, he climbed down from the wall. Bigeomgwi muttered like this.

“Why aren’t you dead?”

I felt like they were going to argue, so I mediated in advance.

“Everyone shut up. I will explain why Yunnan Chilsal is alive. My eldest brother didn’t want to eat my food, so I tried to make him cook and clean, so I stopped killing him. What does that mean? It means that the eldest brother has quite sophisticated tastes. It’s definitely not because I can’t cook food. I’m from Jeomsoi, so there’s no way I can’t cook. “I am the master of gyedu noodles that two people would never know even if one of them dies while eating them.”

This is my first time seeing so many people not react at all.

I gave the order to Yunnan Chil-sal.

“Make the lights brighter.”

As the blabbering guys moved, Jaha Guesthouse became even brighter. I asked the troops.

“Who is in charge?”

“Why but?”

It was the voice of the man who had just been identified as the owner of Geumho. I asked what I was curious about.

“Is the religious leader coming too?”

“It is the religious leader.”

“So you’re coming? Why is there no answer? “For someone like you, Lord Geumho, after gaining enlightenment over time, he felt that the religion was not a normal place and left, and that person was the former master.”

Something flashed in the darkness, and a dagger flew in front of me. I held the ice ball with the hand that had been injected and then looked at the troops.

He raised his right hand and returned it exactly to where it came from.

As the dagger flew away with a sound, the sound of a sword being drawn was heard at the same time. As the half-drawn blade deflected the dagger, one of the guards fell down with a loud sound.

It felt even more pathetic that there wasn’t even a brief scream.

Despite this, the troops remained unmoved.

“It’s a bit unclear whether I killed him or the King of Geumho killed him.”

“….”

“Let’s just kill them together. At this point, we have no choice but to guess the cult leader’s intentions. In any case, unless the cult leader himself appears, he cannot kill my eldest brother and me or take the sword. It just means you all have to die. Having a lot of troops is useless. The same thing applies even if the new governor has a lot of money and hires a lot of assistants. In the first place, the eldest brother was superior to you, so he must have become the left master. Woosa, who had a similar level of inaction, has now left the church. We killed most of the ghosts that were variables. You are at a cliff. When the sun comes up, jump off and commit suicide. That’s what your religious leader wants. It seems like he hates all those who are skilled in martial arts. “They are setting the stage for both enemies and allies to die.”

The Great Lord of Geumho opened his mouth.

“Good weather.”

The sound of clothes rustling was heard, and dozens of people stood up at the same time.

An order was given by the Great Lord of Geumho.

“Tear Munju’s mouth open.”

Before the structure moved, it predicted the position of the necks of those standing and injected the flame energy at the same time as the sword was struck. As flames exploded, the sword energy extending from the blade of the pulled out wooden sword stretched out in a straight line.

Sigh!

The sound of blood exploding was accompanied by the dull sound of the throat falling.

In any case, most of the structure did not move. However, there must have been some who were still alive because the width of the left and right sides of the sword energy did not reach. As the moonlight became brighter, only those with necks could be seen standing stiffly.

I told Geumho Daeju.

“I expected that I would die countless times after coming here like this. If your skills are outstanding, it’s right for you to challenge me first. Isn’t that the leader’s duty, whether it’s a demonic cult, an army unit, or a pathetic bunch in the neighborhood? Do you really think your subordinate can rip my mouth open? “Master Geumho, don’t kill your subordinates because of your feelings.”

“….”

“This is something that the sect leader and I, the eldest brother, must resolve. Maybe it’s something that can be discussed to some extent with the new chairman who comes tomorrow. “Just shut up and spend the last night of your life quietly.”

The Great Lord of Geumho had no answer.

I suggested it to Geumho Daeju.

“Of course, you will not back down, but even if you do, I will not come after you. Because I know that you are not my opponent. “Has anyone here heard of my season?”

Again, I raised my hand alone.

“Nothing? Is it there or not? Anyway. “If you refuse my offer to spend a quiet night one more time, I will personally show you the rumored Sun and Moon Light Springs.”

I held up a finger.

“You may not even have time to use the Sun and Moon Light Spring when fighting the cult leader, but I guarantee that if you use it, your cult leader will avoid it for now. because? “That’s because it’s a sun and moon spring.”

The eldest brother intervened.

“Third.”

“why.”

“Rest.”

I looked at my eldest brother.

“why.”

The eldest brother said as he approached me.

“I thought I would use the sun and moon spring after talking to myself like that. “If it explodes, I’ll have to avoid it too, so it’s better for you to rest.”

“hmm.”

As soon as I thought that what my eldest brother said was right, I jumped up from the wall and landed on the floor in an instant. The eldest brother, who floated into the air as if doing a shift change, stood on the wall and crossed his legs.

Strangely enough, when the eldest brother appeared on the wall, the area became even quieter.

The former governor was looking at his former subordinates.

I lay at an angle on the bed and watched the Yunnan Chil-sal, and I also looked at the back of my eldest brother who was sitting cross-legged.

In the midst of silence, the eldest brother opened his mouth.

“Geumho Daeju.”

“Please speak.”

“Is your elbow completely healed? “I believe he recovered after being hit by a dagger.”

“It’s okay now.”

“More than before?”

“It’s bound to be more uncomfortable than before.”

“Has that guy from above become Master of the Left?”

“exactly.”

“Why didn’t you stop it?”

“It is not my area to interfere carelessly.”

“Do you understand why the cult leader keeps sending troops to me?”

“It’s just a matter of carrying out orders and there is no need to understand.”

The eldest brother asked again.

“Do you know why I left the school?”

“I don’t even want to know.”

“I don’t know this, I don’t know that. “Shouldn’t you know why you’re going to die?”

The Great Lord of Geumho answered.

“Isn’t that the teaching? “Just like you did before.”

“That is the teaching.”

I looked at Manbakmagun, who couldn’t get up, and asked Yuksal.

“…Is Manpaku-kun dead?”

“You’re still alive.”

“From what I saw, it looks like he’s sleeping soundly like that because he doesn’t want to shift guard duty. Listen to your breathing. “I’m not fainting, I’m sleeping.”

Yuksal looked at Manbak Demon Army.

“No way…”

I shook my head.

“This is definitely not the sound you make when you sleep.”

Manbakmagun frowned as he stood up and asked his younger brothers.

“…What’s going on?”

Bigeomgwi grabbed Manbakmagun’s shoulders and laid him down again.

“Just sleep.”

“I get it.”

Manpaku Demon let out a long sigh and closed his eyes again.

The eldest brother asked the King of Geumho.

“Has the successor Woosa been decided?”

“It has been decided.”

“Who are you?”

“There is a swordsman from the inner party and a steel-faced monk who represents the outer party.”

“Who died?”

“Thomas is dead.”

“Who is Detective Cheolmyeon?”

“The new master is a master who has guaranteed his status, so he seems like a gourmet from the Myeongcheonwi family or someone from there.”

The eldest brother snorted.

“Sikgaek took the position of Usa…”

“But Master Cheolmyeon also declined the position of Usa because he was seriously injured, losing one of his arms. “The war demon came out again from the inner party, and King Tap, who is said to be the executioner of monk Cheolmyeon, came from the outer party.”

“so.”

“Tapwang took the position of Usa.”

“Is Jeonma dead too?”

“If you challenge for the position of left or right lion and lose, you must die. “He was still alive, but he ended his life by hitting the Cheonnyeonggae himself.”

“Isn’t this saying that in the end, the Myeongcheonwi family occupied both the left and right lion positions?”

“exactly. Look. “Sword Demon.”

“But why?”

The Great Lord of Geumho said in an absurd tone.

“Do you still have any regrets about school?”

It was a pretty aggressive question, but the eldest brother answered calmly.

“Kumho Daeju Doma and Jeonma are men I used to know. “Regardless of whether I was in the church or not, it is natural for people I knew to feel bitter if they were treated by a master they had never heard of or had a special name for.”

“I’m sorry? “What a change.”

“….”

“Aren’t you a man who was a model of a man without blood or tears in the church? After hanging out with Hao Wen-ju, it seems like he gained recognition like a swordsman with a white sword. It seems like he wanted to pretend to be a human after all. The nickname “Sword Demon” (劍魔) has become a waste. I especially feel sorry for Thomas and Jeonma who died first. When the religious leader comes and dies, apologize to both of them in the afterlife. “He died because he behaved badly.”

I was listening to the conversation between the two people…

and when I thought about it, Daeju Geumho was the first man to say such harsh words to the eldest brother.

I looked at my eldest brother.

I couldn’t tell if he was silent because he was angry or if he just ignored it.

The eldest brother said to the King of Geumho.

“You should say hello first. I’ll go a little later. And, Lord Geumho, was I the man without blood or tears in the church?”

The Great Lord of Geumho answered.

“Are you saying it’s a question? Anyone could see that he was that kind of man. “You were the only man that Usa had a hard time with.”

I was looking at the side of my eldest brother’s face, and when he smiled, the corners of his mouth turned up.

The eldest brother spoke in a calm tone while keeping an eye on the Demon Cult’s forces.

“Actually, it still is. “I am still a man without blood or tears.”

“Oh my…”

I exclaimed without realizing it. The tone of his speech was so solemn that it felt strange, but when I thought about it, it was the Sword Demon’s joke. So, it was also a rare joke from the eldest brother that was quite difficult to hear.

Of course, I didn’t laugh because it wasn’t particularly funny.

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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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