novelraw Chapter 79
Chapter 79
Chapter 79
“I have heard the words from the old senior. I heard that you have summoned the men of the Danmok Demonic Clan for this matter, and from now on, I will take charge, so the Young Family Head should lead the martial artists of the Danmok Clan and return first.”
Cheon Ha-seong had also already guessed what he was trying to do, so he could not say thank you. Danmok Muyeol was surprised by Cheon Ha-seong's spirit.
He had thought it was important to deal with Sa Un-ak, so he had intended to watch as his family's martial artist tried to deal with him. That was why he had been standing nearby and knew everything Cheon Ha-seong had done.
From his sudden appearance, to his catching the sword that was already falling on Sa Un-ak's head with his bare hands.
They were all things that were hard to believe even after seeing them with his own eyes. He felt he could probably imitate it to some extent, but it would have been impossible to appear so suddenly and block so accurately like Cheon Ha-seong.
And the fact that Cheon Ha-seong was calling his own ancestor 'old senior' also felt unusual.
“Do you know my ancestor?”
“Please hear it from him. I have to escort these people to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, so I do not have the leisure to be exchanging idle talk.”
Danmok Muyeol looked down on the followers as insignificant and ignored them endlessly, but Cheon Ha-seong spoke as if the followers were amazing people and, in turn, ignored Danmok Muyeol.
There was no way Danmok Muyeol would not know that fact.
“Cheon Ha-seong, you speak arrogantly. Do you think it is alright for a bastard like you to treat me in this manner?”
“Then what do you think, Young Family Head? Do you think it is alright for you to treat me this way? Have you forgotten that the Cult Leader has not forgiven you, but is merely postponing your punishment? Or did you not know from the beginning? If the person who is to succeed the position of the Danmok Demonic Clan's Family Head is so lacking in resourcefulness, then I am worried for the future of the clan. Ah. Could it be alright because the Danmok Demonic Clan may not even have a future to worry about?”
There was no hesitation in Cheon Ha-seong's words.
Sa Un-ak felt his heart pound and just darted his eyes here and there.
He had known before that Cheon Ha-seong was a lawless person at the Martial Arts Academy, but he had never thought that his venomous tongue would be unleashed on the Young Family Head of the Danmok Demonic Clan in the same way. It wasn't just the same; it seemed even worse.
“Young Family Head, please leave when I tell you to. I am saying this for your own good.”
At those words, Danmok Muyeol's body trembled. It was because it felt like he was being told he wouldn't be left alone if he didn't listen, and he absolutely could not bear it.
“You bastard! Do you think you've become the Young Cult Leader or something just because you got the Young Supreme One pregnant! What are you trusting in to act so audaciously! And do you think you can continue to stay alive after this!”
Danmok Muyeol was so unable to contain his anger that he drew his sword.
He was the Young Family Head of the Danmok Demonic Clan. And around him were martial artists who could be called the elite of the Danmok Clan. Therefore, it seemed it wouldn't be difficult to kill one Cheon Ha-seong if they all joined forces.
He even had the thought that perhaps here was better than the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Moreover, since this bastard, for some reason, seemed to want to look after these followers with the utmost devotion, it seemed even more advantageous for them.
“Cheon Ha-seong, it seems you and I cannot live under the same sky.”
“Is that how you think? That could be the case. I just want to ask that you do not drag this out for too long.”
When Danmok Muyeol came out like that, Cheon Ha-seong drew his sword as if to say that he would not avoid the fight either.
The situation as seen from the outside was absolutely disadvantageous for Cheon Ha-seong, but he showed no intention of bending in the slightest.
The followers were anxious, feeling as if this whole situation were their fault. This feeling was especially great for those who had been injured. They felt that if not for them, Cheon Ha-seong would not have needed to have a conflict with the Danmok Demonic Clan, and he could be in danger because of them.
With that thought, just as a few people were about to step forward, a person suddenly appeared from the sky.
Before the people could even fully realize that he had appeared, a massive explosion of sound occurred, and Danmok Muyeol was sent flying.
“…!”
At the sudden situation, everyone's eyes went wide, wondering what had just happened.
However, no one could have been as surprised as Danmok Muyeol.
“What is the meaning of this!”
Danmok Muyeol, wondering who had dared to slap him, raised his head, and upon seeing Danmok Yeon standing in front of him, he shouted, unable to contain his anger.
However, Danmok Yeon, as if he hadn't even started yet, pulled Danmok Muyeol up and slapped his cheek again. It wasn't just a pretense; he was striking him with anger.
It seemed he was barely holding back, squeezing out his last bit of patience, only to not imbue his hand with internal energy.
When the slaps continued for a fifth, then a sixth time, Danmok Muyeol could no longer say anything. It felt like he was going to die. He had never thought he would feel he could die just from being slapped. But the terror came so vividly.
He knelt and begged to be spared.
He had no time to think about the people watching from the side, or that his authority had been thrown to the ground. If he stayed like this, he felt he would die, so he had to live first.
“Please spare me. I was wrong. I will never do this again.”
He had never said such words to anyone in his life, nor had he thought a day would come when he would say such a thing.
They were words he had never dared to imagine. But those words poured out without rest. The desire to live made them possible.
However, it was already a matter that Danmok Muyeol could not control.
Danmok Yeon could not bear the thought that a bastard so much younger than him had dared to smear mud on his face.
So what if he was the direct heir of the Family Head, so what if he was the Young Family Head; who was he to ruin another's work? Moreover, hadn't the current Family Head and the direct line made a mess of the family?
Hadn't they done something for which they would have nothing to say even if the Cult Leader decided to annihilate the clan or commanded them into seclusion at once?
But as if doing such a stupid thing wasn't enough, was he really going to ruin a mission that could have been the family's only chance to be revived?
It would be more beneficial for the family if a bastard like this did not exist.
Danmok Yeon was in no position to speak of the family's reputation. If one were to go by the history of the Danmok Demonic Clan, he would be the least qualified person. However, Danmok Yeon was also not a person who could reflect on his own faults.
Therefore, he did not think that his own attitude was wrong, or that he was treating Danmok Muyeol too harshly.
“Head Instructor, shouldn't you stop him?”
Sa Un-ak said to Cheon Ha-seong, thinking that at this rate, Danmok Muyeol was going to be beaten to death. However, Cheon Ha-seong did not think he needed to step in.
If another martial artist of the Danmok Clan were being beaten, he might have been able to step in and say something. But Danmok Muyeol was the Young Family Head. He was a person who held too much power, and the lives of countless people could be endangered by a single word from his mouth.
If he were to easily forgive such a person, hoping that he would change his ways, it seemed the lives of countless people would be placed in a critical situation like a lamp in the wind in the future.
Cheon Ha-seong just watched without stepping in.
“Head Instructor…”
“If the old senior or I hadn't shown up in time, many of the followers here would have died in this place.”
Cheon Ha-seong said quietly in a low voice.
“Yes… that would have been the case.”
Since he could not deny that, Sa Un-ak meekly agreed.
“Right. Are their lives any lowlier than the life of the Young Family Head of the Danmok Clan? I am asking if the Demonic God would think so.”
“I do not think that would be the case.”
“If so, wouldn't it be better to leave it to the old senior's disposal? I am hoping that the old senior will execute him in this very spot.”
“Yes, Head Instructor…”
Sa Un-ak bowed his head and stepped aside.
Danmok Yeon was punishing Danmok Muyeol as if he had lost his reason, but he had heard the words of Cheon Ha-seong and Sa Un-ak. And he had also thought that if Cheon Ha-seong were to say 'that's enough' now, he might stop, out of consideration for his face.
However, it seemed Cheon Ha-seong thought it was better for him to kill Danmok Muyeol.
Even if Danmok Muyeol had committed a wrong, it was a difficult thing to harbor such thoughts towards the Young Family Head of a prestigious Demonic Clan, but Cheon Ha-seong was without hesitation.
Danmok Muyeol also heard those words. And he also saw Danmok Yeon's expression become resolute in accordance with Cheon Ha-seong's words.
“Please don't. If you cannot trust me, I will never return to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains again. I will remain in the Central Plains. I will change while remaining in the Central Plains, I will prove it with my actions, so please give me just one chance. I do not want to die like this. I am afraid of dying!”
Danmok Muyeol's face was now a mess of tears and snot.
Danmok Yeon felt a sense of misery.
He felt a sense of shame that a bastard like this was the Young Family Head of the clan.
Not only the followers in that place, but also the martial artists of the Danmok Demonic Clan had all witnessed that sight, so he had no idea how it could be undone.
Just then, Cheon Ha-seong spoke.
“That seems like it would not be a bad idea. In any case, since the martial artists of the Danmok Demonic Clan who are in this place have all committed the same wrong, please protect the followers while traveling together. I will speak well to the Cult Leader about why you are not returning. If I hear that you are persecuting the followers again, I will be sure to find you and kill you then.”
Cheon Ha-seong looked at Danmok Muyeol and spoke each word gravely.
Danmok Muyeol, who had spoken without thinking ahead in his desire to save his own life, belatedly realized the reality of the situation.
The Young Family Head of a prestigious Demonic Clan.
A power that was all but grasped.
He had become the adopted son of a Marquis and had risen to a position where he could even aim for the role of Young Cult Leader. But he couldn't understand how the power he had all but held in his hands had slipped away like that.
“Please… please help me. Please help this descendant.”
Danmok Muyeol clung to Danmok Yeon with a pitiful face. Danmok Yeon was dumbfounded. The arrogant bastard was calling himself a descendant and begging for sympathy.
“I still think it would be better to beat you to death. And you're asking me for help?”
At that, Danmok Muyeol flinched.
“Now, if we do not wish to greet the night on the road, how about we depart? Everyone, please get in the carriages.”
Cheon Ha-seong spoke to the followers as if nothing had happened. Listening to his words, the followers once again realized that the truly frightening person was Cheon Ha-seong.