Chapter 517 – King Yan’s Disciple 5 (10)

Seeing Sacheon Ilho’s decaying expression, I wondered if I had become much more comfortable.

Otherwise, he was stressed to the point where it was difficult to control his facial expression in the face of something that could take his life in an instant, but that was more likely.

“Isn’t it indirectly related to work?”

“We have nothing to do with it. We capture the Great Deer Demon alive and hand it over in exchange for money. There is no such thing as thinking about what an errand boy does.”

I don’t know exactly what organization it was, but whatever it was, it was right.

Performing a mission secretly and cleaning it up so cleanly that no one knows who performed it, completely eliminating any damage that may come to oneself.

That is the most necessary virtue for an errand boy of darkness, and the Four Thousand Ones, Twos, and Threes guarded it very well.

It seems like he has not said a single word about me to his superiors.

“No matter what advice I give, won’t it move in the direction that Black Spirit likes? You can use my opinion as a reference.”

And as Sacheon Ilho said, in the end, it was I who had to make up my mind and move.

Considering what happened not long ago, I tended not to leave witnesses alive if possible.

Even if a person seemed useful, if it was a mission, they would be cut down, and even if they seemed like they could be appeased, if they seemed like they could be a risk, they were dealt with.

But this time, it was Sichuan, which is the opposite side of Anhui where I live, and the direction of his revenge was a monster.

It is for the sake of the women who will be sacrificed for that purpose.

‘I think I would have done it that way originally.’

“Because I have become so powerful. I can achieve most of what I set my mind to. That’s why I’m not sure if I’m making the right decision.”

Sichuan Ilho’s expression changed subtly when he heard my words coming from his heart

And after thinking about the reason for a while, I found one thing that had changed in me.

After gaining enlightenment and reaching the 10th level of Yeonyeomshingung (連炎神功), I have more divinity that I can use.

Choyulja, a wandering god with no followers who has the power to pioneer the path of destiny.

I was very embarrassed to refer to myself like that, but I felt that if I were a god, I should not lightly intervene in the affairs of humans.

‘I think it’s more because I see people actively intervening.’

When I was possessed by Isian, I refused to become the Lord of Plague and the Twisted Death that devastated the world.

As part of that, I think that the reason I got involved in this matter was because I wanted to hear the opinions of other ordinary people more than my own judgment.

And the perfect person for me to have that conversation with was Sacheon Ilho.

Sacheon Il-ho, who could not hide his irritation at my sudden visit, seemed to be thinking seriously with his chin resting.

“If you need more time to think, how about eating? You saw me as soon as you woke up, so you couldn’t even eat.”

“I’ll think about it a little more. Afterward, it would be nice to have a leisurely meal.”

I leaned my back slightly against the wall and waited for Sichuan Ilho’s answer.

After a while, Sichuan Ilho raised his head, made eye contact with me, and said.

“Like Black Spirit said, it would be ideal to get permission and do the work of creating a half-youkai, but there is little chance that the women would agree, and if they ask for it and are rejected, the client, who is out of his mind, will kill the woman who refused to keep her quiet. There is a high possibility.”

I nodded at those words.

I am also aware that the proposal was made to Moonju considering the ideal situation.

And I know full well how effective it is to kill and silence someone.

“Then, we need to greatly shake the mind of that crazy man. Since you said he reacted sensitively to my wife’s story, what would happen if we treated his wife? I don’t know how the Black Spirit would treat my client’s wife who is out of her mind, but I can tell you that his crazy plan was wrong. “She is the only one who can make me realize it.”

“Our voices cannot reach Moonju.”

“That’s right. I don’t know what the outcome will be, but I think the only thing that can change the current situation is for the client to come to his senses and talk.”

I spoke with a light smile to Sichuan Ilho, who was looking straight at me.

“Sacheon No. 1, I’m a little curious about the organization you work for.”

“It’s too much attention. He’s a night errand boy who likes to rely on other people’s help to protect himself.”

I spoke to Wozniel through the sound of my soul.

(Is it possible to heal the spirit of a Wozniel person?)

(Yes, it is possible.)

(This is a person who lost his mind after experiencing something painful. Is it possible to strengthen his mental power at the same time as treatment?)

(It’s impossible for me, but I think it’s possible for you. If you adjust the strength of the force, you’ll get the results you want.)

I remembered the time when I was possessed by Cian Raven and transferred the object of faith to me.

At the time, it was a change that was close to decadence, but I thought I would get good results if I used it now.

‘I just need to come to my senses enough to change Moonju’s mind.’

I gave a slight kick to my body, lifted my back off the wall, and spoke to Sichuan Ilho.

“I won’t see you anymore unless you come to see me.”

“Yes. Are you going to take care of business and go to the temple?”

“Okay.”

After saying those words, I left the room covered in a thick shadow.

***

“I’m really dying…”

I sighed while admiring the martial arts skills of the black spirit who disappeared without a trace.

As guessed, the black spirit is young and inexperienced.

And he was not a perfect Sapa person.

A person from the Four Sects would have sent someone to check the practicality of the anti-youkai and completely absorb its production secret, but the black spirit chose to stop it with as little bloodshed as possible.

‘Because he has strong power, he is a person who tries to understand not only his own thoughts but also the thoughts of the weak.’

There was a story coming from the organization that a crazy new recruit from Hanam was working hard to build up results.

I heard that she was a crazy woman who would cut off her penis without hesitation as if she had a grudge against her pimp, but Sichuan Ilho thought for a moment that being under a dark spirit with a human-like scent was surprisingly not as bad as being in an organization full of such crazy people.

‘Done. ‘I will never meet that person again.’

Sacheon Ilho shook off her distracting thoughts and got up from the bed.

As soon as she opened her eyes in the morning, her body trembled with tension as the cilantro that could take her life was right in front of her.

‘It’s a shame that a martial arts person who is well-versed in martial arts is experiencing muscle pain due to tension.’

Thinking that she needed to practice a little harder, she came out of the room to meet Lee-ho and Sam-ho, who were waiting for her.

***

‘Ruler. What should I do?’

Unlike at night, there were quite a few people wandering around the clan.

It is also possible to buy time by attacking outright.

With Shadow Craft, you can completely surround the room and work inside.

‘Let’s just do it that way.’

With a dark shadow covering my body, I quickly moved to the place where Munju’s wife was sleeping yesterday.

There were a few servants wandering around outside the building, but they seemed to be trying to stay as far away from the room as possible.

“Our baby. Our baby.”

If the person you need to take care of is distracted when you get close, maintaining an appropriate distance is important.

Shadow Dive.

As a shadow, I was able to sneak into the room and come face to face with Moonju’s wife sitting on the floor and hugging her doll.

Shadow Craft.

A magic circle of silence was carved, covering the room with a layer of shadow.

“Baby, I think it’s time to sleep. Let’s sleep.”

As the room grew dark, Munju’s wife woke up, staggering, holding her doll.

I used divinity to summon Wozniel.

As light burst out of the darkened room, Munju’s wife turned her head and Wozniel, who had slightly flown into the sky, stretched out her hands to her head.

Warm light began to extend from Wozniel’s hands.

“Ah…! Ahh!!! Ah… Ah…”

Munju’s wife, who initially let out a painful voice, gradually calmed down and began to cry as she sat down on her knees with the doll in her arms.

“Ugh… I gave birth to a child mixed with monster… Blood. Am I going to hell?”

I was able to answer that question easily.

“No. You didn’t do anything wrong, so you don’t have to worry about that.”

As I spoke, Wozniel stepped back, and I placed my hand on Munju’s wife’s head.

He transferred a very small amount of divinity, similar to the transfer of heat to her head, and removed her hand.

Munju’s wife stopped crying and looked at me with her hazy eyes.

Although it only had an impact for a very short time, it seemed enough to shake off the burden on my mind.

(It seems like the owner was successful.)

(It seems so. I think it would be okay to use it to slightly increase mental strength.)

Wozniel, who had done all he had to do, was reverse-summoned by transferring his divinity to me, and I also retrieved the shadows scattered around me.

“This is all I can do.”

When the light came back on, I went outside before Moonju’s wife, who had reflexively closed her eyes, opened them again.

As I passed the servants who didn’t know what happened inside, I heard the door open.

“Ma’am?”

“I’m a little hungry. Can you prepare me a meal?”

“Yes. I will prepare it right away. Please come in.”

“Now… It’s okay. What happened to that kid? He didn’t… Kill himself…?”

Thinking that Munju’s wife might be able to change him, I moved toward her destination, Seongdo.

***

The man, whom she remembered as Munju, struck the slightly shorter man with his fist.

He used violence against a child who was less than a month old under the pretense of teaching him martial arts, and his physical growth was so rapid and outstanding that if he fought with his internal skills restricted, he had to be prepared to get hit or two.

“Now tie it up.”

“Yes, Lord Moon.”

Last night, the criminals captured the guy who tried to escape again.

The boy, who had lost all strength due to the training, gave up resisting and surrendered his body, dragging the boy with his entire body tied up and heading to the sect.

And Munju was very embarrassed when he saw someone who shouldn’t be there at the entrance of the clan.

“Did you hit that kid?”

After hearing what her wife said, Munju could only stand there blankly.

After her wife passed the gate, supported by her servant, she barely reached out her hand, trembling, to the guy whose green skin looked bluish because of the bruises all over her body.

“First time… It’s been a while…”

When her wife saw that she couldn’t continue her words and turned to take her away, her wife said as if she was squeezing her.

“I am your mother.”

With those words, her wife slowly hugged the half-youkai, and her half-youkai shed tears in her wife’s arms.

He thought he had to change his plan.