The Regressed Young Master’s Guide to Living on Easy Mode

Chapter 30 : An Upset Always Happens in an Unknown Place (1)

After confirming each other, the conversation continued through telepathy.

If someone had seen the two of us, they would have just seen us as different parties.

"One bowl of noodles!"

Moreover, I did all the outward actions.

Slurp!

As I was eating the noodles that came out, a telepathic message came.

-I dislike jokes. And I don't have the luxury of being swayed by them.

The opponent is a master of the Profound Realm.

A being who could kill me in this place without anyone knowing if he put his mind to it. But the fact that he came out to this place to meet me in person probably means that he wants what he wants that much.

To summarize from the Orthodox Faction's point of view, it could be said that they had their national treasure stolen.

The reason the Divine Monk accepted the Heavenly Demon's proposal and came to this Divine Demon Tournament.

-Perhaps the Divine Monk planned to win the Divine Demon Tournament and then ask for the Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic as a condition.

-That's right.

As expected.

There are largely two reasons why an opponent with a secret comes to meet someone in person.

One is to share the secret.

The other is to keep the secret.

And the absolute value where these two converged was death.

For whatever reason, the Divine Monk had no intention of letting me live. That's also why the Divine Monk came out in person.

If I were in the same position as the Divine Monk, I would have also come out to kill the opponent who knew my secret myself. Because that's the cleanest way.

However, this situation was a trap I had set to catch the huge creature called the Divine Monk.

A trap that even the largest land animal, the elephant, could not help but fall into.

The Divine Monk must have reached a choice paralysis by now.

Whether I am the only one who knows his secret or not.

That is a secret that only I know until I open my mouth, and therefore, the absolute premise that the Divine Monk would not be able to kill me was laid in this meeting today.

By the way, apart from this meeting, this place is a famous restaurant. I could see why there were so many customers.

I should order one more.

"One more bowl of noodles!"

"Yes, sir!"

-I will tell you the location of the Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic.

-How can I believe you?

-Is there a need to believe an opponent you can't trust? Even if I told you the reason, the Divine Monk wouldn't believe me.

-You seem quite accustomed to this kind of thing.

-I believe it is the Divine Monk who is desperate, not me.

-I'll say your threat worked. But before that, let me ask you one thing. Are you a member of the suicide squad?

-The suicide squad?

-If not, then that's fine. So, where is the Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic?

When I heard 'suicide squad', a few guys came to mind. Before my regression, I called them the suicide special forces.

In short, the suicide squad.

When the suicide squad appeared, at least a thousand people would die.

'They were fearsome guys.'

Above all, the reason they were scary was not only because they didn't think about their own lives and the lives of those around them, but also because the individual strength they possessed was beyond imagination.

Each and every one of them was at least at the Peak Realm.

Transformation Realm masters also appeared from time to time.

In the Heavenly Demon Cult, they were also called cockroaches. The reason was simple. Because even if you killed them and burned them, they would come out again.

Thinking about it now, it was most plausible to think that such people were secretly raised by the Orthodox Faction.

At that time, the Orthodox Faction had sent a lot of official documents saying that they had nothing to do with them, even if they died and came back to life. Looking at the Divine Monk's demeanor, it didn't seem to be the case.

'Could it be that this old man is also one of those suicide squad members?'

If that's the case, I had to assume that there were hundreds of explosives planted under this inn.

This old man, I see, was a much scarier old man than I thought. I wanted to run away quickly before his eyes went crazy.

Let's make a deal quickly and leave.

-First, I will tell you the location when the finals are held.

-You use a childish trick, just like the demonic path. Then there must be a second one, right?

-If I tell you everything, my life will be in danger, so I have to make a living. Second, I would like you to grant one of my requests.

-Don't tell me there's a third one?

Of course there is. Because everything is traditionally done in threes.

-Shall we call the third one just advice?

-What is it?

-That child who came out in this Divine Demon Tournament, he won't be able to win. Apart from that, he will die in this duel. I'm sure he was raised with great care as something like a secret weapon by the Orthodox Faction, so I'm telling you to save him before he dies.

-A worthless piece of advice. That child is not weak.

I could feel the emotions of trust and anger in his last words.

In fact, as the Divine Monk said, the participant from the Orthodox Faction would be strong. It would be strange if he were weak, since he participated with the aim of winning.

And he actually made it to the finals.

-I know. But since you are the Divine Monk, you would know as soon as you see it. What the Sura Cult's Yang So-pyeong was born with.

-Are you talking about the Six Yang Divine Meridian?

-Yes. You know well.

In the finals before my regression, Yang So-pyeong and the participant from the Orthodox Faction had fought. As a result, the participant from the Orthodox Faction had died with his whole body on fire.

On the other hand, the Flame Saber, Yang So-pyeong, had won.

-I have definitely given you advice. And my request is only one. Please use the spy in the military affairs department to set me up against the Flame Saber, Yang So-pyeong, as my next opponent.

-That request is strange. You just gave advice, and now you want me to set you up against Yang So-pyeong as your opponent?

-Come to think of it, it does turn out that way. Anyway, that's my condition.

-You're a strange guy. Alright. I will fulfill the promise. If you break the promise, I will kill you.

-Yes. I will also keep my promise. Because I don't want to ascend to heaven yet.

-Before you leave, let me ask you one last thing. Are you really not from the suicide squad?

-I'm not.

-Alright.

The stooped old man left. On the table he had left, there were two cleanly empty bowls of noodles.

'Even the Divine Monk can't resist noodles.'

I ordered one more bowl of noodles and ate it before leaving the inn, just in case our paths might cross.

If the plan goes as planned, I will be able to drop the Flame Saber, Yang So-pyeong, in the next duel.

"I have to at least make him a cripple."

Should I just cut off both his arms?

That would be good.

If I only cut off one arm, it would be a headache if he were to continue the duel.

* * *

An old man was walking down a dark alley.

The old man's stooped back gradually straightened as he walked. The same went for the wrinkles on his face.

Before long, the old man, who had transformed into a figure that was half middle-aged and half old, came out of the alley.

The old man, the Divine Monk, was recalling the meeting just now.

A man who had recognized his Bone Shrinking Art at a glance.

Then it was right to assume that the man was also using the Bone Shrinking Art.

And as a result of what he had heard from the three dreg brothers of the Orthodox Faction, he was said to be roaming freely in the Heavenly Demon Cult.

He was also attending the Little Demon Academy.

And he knows a secret that only the Orthodox Faction knows.

His current appearance must be a fake.

Also, a person who is hiding his true appearance in the Heavenly Demon Cult with a young appearance.

From the Divine Monk's perspective, there was only one place where such a being could be.

He had definitely said he wasn't, but he was definitely from the suicide squad.

Otherwise, he couldn't understand the last piece of advice.

'He said to save him.'

The old man headed to a barren mountain. And so, after confirming that there was no one around, the old man opens his mouth.

"Gye-10."

"Chung!"

One person reveals himself. He was the spy that the Orthodox Faction had planted in the Heavenly Demon Cult, whom he was supposed to meet today.

Those who had abandoned their names.

The Shadowless Brigade.

In the Orthodox Faction, they were also called those who had no shadow.

It was composed of a total of a hundred people, and currently, Gye-10 was the only survivor.

That's how difficult it was to plant a spy in the military affairs department, like plucking a star from the sky.

If this personnel had been deployed elsewhere, they would have brought several times the value of the investment to the Orthodox Faction.

"There is work to be done."

"Just give me any command."

"It seems we need to manipulate the tournament bracket. Is it possible?"

"There is nothing impossible for us."

The Divine Monk handed over a piece of paper.

Gye-10 confirmed it and immediately swallowed it.

The two went down the mountain in opposite directions.

And as Gye-10 was going down the mountain, his head was separated from his body.

A being wearing a night-traveling robe thoroughly searched Gye-10's mouth and then cut open his chest to look inside his stomach.

After finding a piece of paper that had not yet dissolved in his stomach, he immediately takes out the paper.

There was something written on the unfolded paper, but unfortunately, the letters were erased by the stomach acid, and it was smudged here and there, making it difficult to read.

The person wearing the night-traveling robe leaves the place. A moment later, what appeared was the top floor of the military affairs department.

He was prostrated before a person wearing a scholar's robe, the head of the military affairs department and the grand strategist of the demonic path.

"You found a suspicious movement from the spy, killed him, and cut open his stomach to find this?"

"Yes, that is correct."

"It's hard to read. Those guys won't open their mouths even if you bring them back alive, so it's a shame. He was the last rat. There's no choice. Let's end this matter here."

"Yes, I understand. And how should we deal with the black rat?"

"What are the subsequent trends?"

"There have been no other changes since the contact with the Second Elder. However, it has been confirmed that he is frequently loitering around the tournament bracket."

"Hmm... give me the tournament bracket."

The Heavenly Demon Brain, Noe In-mu, who had confirmed the tournament bracket, had an interested expression.

"It seems something interesting is happening."

There was nothing particularly strange about the other matchups, but only one matchup was unnatural, as if it had been manipulated.

And the moment he confirmed the name on it, Noe In-mu was certain.

"The Blood Twin Axes, Piram of the Green Forest, the Falling Shadow, Mu-hyu of the assassination guild, and next is the Divine Wind, Cheon-eung of the Underworld."

The matchups of the Divine Demon Tournament are made with some intervention.

For one thing, the Divine Demon Tournament itself is also a festival.

It's common sense that if the candidates for the winner fight from the beginning, the excitement will inevitably cool down later.

So, some of the strong players were arranged so that they would not meet before the round of 16.

But the intervention ended there. But the current tournament bracket was too blatant.

On the contrary, Noe In-mu thought about what kind of result it would bring when the child written on this tournament bracket overcame all these hardships and adversities.

"Leave it."

At the unexpected command, the person wearing the night-traveling robe couldn't help but let out a question.

"Yes?"

"We will do our best to monitor the movements of the distinguished guests as we are now. Tell the others to do the same."

"Chung!"

Noe In-mu stood up from his seat and immediately headed somewhere. It was the Lord's Hall.

Noe In-mu reported the information he had just found out.

Because no matter how trivial it was, Noe In-mu had the duty to inform the person in front of him.

"Ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years."

"It's dinner time, why did you call me?"

For some reason, the Heavenly Demon seemed very displeased. And usually, his reports were made in the evening. And Noe In-mu recalled the recent changes in the Heavenly Demon and realized his mistake.

'Even if there is a matter to report, how dare I disturb the Heavenly Demon's mealtime! I must avoid this from now on!'

For some time now, the Heavenly Demon had been leaving work early whenever it was dinner time.

But what's done is done!

"If it's a trivial matter, I will cut off your arm."

To cut off an arm just for disturbing a mealtime!

Some might take this as a joke, but Noe In-mu was certain that this was not a joke.

No! If that's the case, just tell me the reporting time separately!

But there was no way to express his dissatisfaction in front of the Heavenly Demon!

What are you going to do if you're frustrated! If you're so unhappy, you become the Heavenly Demon!

Gulp.

'Still, isn't this a bit much?'

A disrespectful thought about a god.

Noe In-mu, thinking that if he were to live as a one-armed man, it would be better for his left arm to be cut off, convinced himself and made his report.

"I have discovered a small intervention of corruption in the Divine Demon Tournament."

"That much has always been there. Is that all?"

"Someone has manipulated the tournament bracket. It's not a big deal, so the Heavenly Demon doesn't need to worry about it separately."

"In the end, the strong one wins. So, is the target the Young Lord? A moderate trial is necessary. No! It's rather good."

"No. It is a Little Demon Academy student named Yoo Jae-ha."

The Heavenly Demon said.

"Kill him."

"Yes?"

Noe In-mu could not understand the Heavenly Demon's command for a moment.

Didn't you say a moderate trial is necessary?

You said that to your son and Young Lord, and now you're telling me to kill him out of the blue for no reason.

"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Demon."

"Did you not understand my command?"

"Th-that's not it... The Second Elder is involved in this matter."

"The Fighting Demon, you mean?"

"Yes, that is correct."

Noe In-mu was slightly relieved to see the Heavenly Demon, who seemed to be in thought.

'Yes! The Heavenly Demon must have misspoken earlier. Since the Fighting Demon is involved, this cannot be handled so hastily.'

If it were the Heavenly Demon he knew, he would have held a council of elders, formally made the Fighting Demon's actions the main issue, and given him a proper punishment.

'Also, the Fighting Demon may be related to the black rats. Therefore, this matter must be handled even more carefully.'

The Heavenly Demon also knew this fact.

"He's been getting on my nerves for a while."

Why is the Heavenly Demon's words so strange?

"Th-that is true, but?"

"I will take care of this matter myself. The strategist may go back."

Could it be?

"Ch-chung?"

"What are you doing?"

"Am I really leaving?"

"Then shall I send you to where the former strategist is?"

"N-no. I will leave."

‘Eh! Surely, you're not really going to kill the Second Elder, are you?’

‘But I can't be sure, because when the Heavenly Demon ascended to the throne, he had killed five elders. It wouldn't be strange even if one more were to be added.’

'Haha! It's so absurd that I'm laughing out loud!'

Above all, the situation back then, when the position of the Lord was vacant, and now were clearly different.

The next day, a secret report came up only to the Heavenly Demon Brain, Noe In-mu.

The color of the report was red.

Reports are largely divided into three types according to their color.

White is general.

Blue is a warning.

Red is special-grade.

For reference, the number of red reports since Noe In-mu took charge of the military affairs department was only three in total.

Noe In-mu, who had taken a deep breath, unfolded the red report.

[Killed. Take care of the black rat yourself.]

Gulp.

The Fighting Demon was dead.

* * *

"Heehee! I want to quickly become the youngest unit commander and play around, doing all the things I couldn't do because I was self-conscious in the old days! Alright! First, I'll go to the brothel!"

If I go alone, it'll be lonely, so I should go with the Mad Demon

(End of Chapter)