Chapter 1 – Chapter 0-Wait a Minute, This Isn’t It

– Jerking away

‘Ha..’

I sighed inwardly as I looked at the ominous buildings in front of me.

I really didn’t want to come.

No matter how much I suffered as a fortuneteller who was treated as a sorcerer or a sorceress, I really did not want to come here.

I never thought I would live and come to the Demonic Cult.

‘I just wanted to live a quiet life…’

How did it happen?

I’ve read a few novels, but I’ve never sent a 4700-character note to the author, never fought in the comments, and there’s no novel with thousands of pages that I’ve read alone.

I didn’t even read martial arts novels. Chinese is difficult.

‘In the first place, I don’t know if it’s a world in a novel or not.’

It was just a small lamentation from the position of suddenly being possessed by the world of martial arts.

If you’re going to possess it, I’d love it if it was a modern fantasy munchkin.

I also wanted to eat me with the status window.

The body I possessed was not even a status window or a delay, rather it was in a state that was less than average.

He was small in size and weak in appearance, so he had nothing to add to his survival in Murim, where he was likely to be killed if he got into a fight in an inn.

Even in some kind of accident, the Danjeon is broken, so I can’t learn the common three-reckoning method.

I really came to the world of martial arts, but I was so sad that I couldn’t learn even one martial art.

If you ask me how I survived until now with this body that is weak and can’t master martial arts, Master’s virtue was great.

[Oh, that’s an interesting child. It is not an uninhabited island blocked by a wall after reaching the state, but the mind and body are distorted like this. Would you like to go with her?]

In the early days of Bing, who had nothing to own and sucked his fingers in the back alley. I met Master at the time when the only thing I could eat was a few bowls of somen noodles that I could eat with the money I earned from begging for my life.

[I can’t promise to take over the world or put the whole world under your feet, but at least you won’t go hungry.]

I accepted the proposal as soon as I received Master’s offer because it was a time when I was drying up day by day, rejecting the offer to sell my body at the brothel of the gangsters.

And after that…

‘There were so many things.’

There were so many things that I can’t explain now.

While I was immersed in reminiscence for a moment and had complex eyes, a man who seemed to be unmanned approached me.

“Are you that fortune teller?”

“If there was one fortuneteller called by the Protestant Church today, I would be right.”

It was a man I had never seen before, but the feelings she sent me were of a very familiar kind.

Contempt, disregard.

At first she hurt her a little bit, but now it’s okay.

‘Whether people despise me or not, I’ve survived this far with this ability.’

You can get on her knees.

You can beg servilely.

You can even lick her feet if you want. If only I could survive.

This is how I survived in this bloody world until now.

But I can’t reveal this thought.

For a juggler to reveal his true intentions is the same as giving up his life.

“Your appearance is familiar, so can I dare to ask for your name?”

“..I have no name to reveal to you.”

“Oops. Excuse me.”

I was ignored, but I’m not too curious about the name over there.

I didn’t even think that the man who came out to meet such a juggler in the Demonic Cult, which worships power anyway, would really make a name for himself in Moorim.

It’s important to just plant it like this.

I am a servile person.

I’m the one you don’t even care about

There are occasional variants, but most Moorim people put me out of sight when I do this.

The emotions felt by the man were also of that kind.

I really don’t like it, but I can’t help but feel that I’m doing this.

“Write this on your eyes before following me.”

Such a man handed me a cloth.

Aha. I’m not going to show you the structure inside the building. Is this?

I was curious about what the Demonic Cult looked like, but refusing it here is the same as offering my head, so I obediently closed the cloth over my eyes.

“I wrote it. Is this enough?”

“..It’s hard to see your face because it’s covered by the bloody clothes you’re wearing, so take a moment to look down.”

“I’m sorry to say that, but it seems a bit difficult. For a magician, the true form is the same as life.”

“Are you saying you’re going to enter the main school without covering your eyes, considering that you’re an outsider?”

-Sereung

The sound of pulling out a sword came from the man, saying that he had been rejected once as a Murim man.

The bloody wind covering my whole body even right now. That is to say, the man who is trying to rip off his cloak.

“I’ll bet on the swordmaster’s honor.”

“…”

“I think the swordswoman knows that I owe my life. In return, I was allowed to do so, so if it is discovered that I did not wrap the cloth around my eyes, you can cut me and ask the swordsman for the price. Isn’t that what happened?”

The aftermath of the volcanic wave.

From my point of view, it is the subject of both gratitude and difficulty.

By chance, she solved the problem that involved her life and erased the debt, but

Conversely, rumors about this spread throughout the midfield, and even the Demonic Cult became interested in me.

For me, who really just wanted to live a quiet life, it couldn’t be fatal.

That said, I didn’t know what would happen to me if I refused the invitation from the Demonic Cult.

“What would you like?”

“..Follow me.”

I didn’t say anything, but the man seemed to like what I said.

I heard the sound of her man walking.

No wait.

“I’m covering my eyes, so shouldn’t you hold and pull me? I’m not trained in martial arts, so I can’t walk if I can’t see.”

“…”

Her man sighed and grabbed my arm and started dragging me.

Still, since he was an unmanned soldier, he seemed to know the opponent’s body well, and even though he was blind, he was adjusting his balance properly so that he wouldn’t fall.

“By the way, may I ask who called me?”

“…”

And this also doesn’t answer

At least you should tell me who you came to see fortune-telling for.

“You’ll know it naturally when you go.”

“..All right.”

Isn’t that fucking obvious?

Of course you’ll know after you go, so why don’t you know?

I thought… But of course I couldn’t get it out of my mouth.

Walked for such a long time.

I couldn’t feel the sense of time because my eyes were covered, but it seems that I walked quite a bit because my feet hurt.

From my point of view, the more you walk, the more anxious you become

If you walk a lot, you are in the depths of the Demonic Bridge.

The deeper one is, the more likely it is to be a high-status and dangerous person.

After walking for a while, the man stopped walking.

“Since we have arrived, you may take off your cloth.”

I hurriedly took off the cloth at the man’s words.

I kept hearing it as I thought that maybe these crazy people were imprisoning me somewhere deep inside, but fortunately it wasn’t a prison.

Rather, it was a place with a fairly luxurious exterior.

I’ve been to all 50,000 places so far, but there are only a handful of places with as luxurious interiors as this one.

The residence of the swordsman was rather plain compared to its name, probably because it was a guru of the volcano faction.

“I’ll tell you beforehand, if you’re rude in front of him, my sword won’t forgive you.”

I don’t know if it was in the past, but now it was honestly a boring comment.

As soon as she gave her hand to know, her man stood in front of the door and opened her mouth.

“I’ve brought the fortune teller you said, sir.”

Oh, the person who called me is the teacher.

If you are a teacher of the Demonic Cult…

Uh fuck wait

“Come in.”

No fuck wait

Are you a real teacher?

If you are a teacher, isn’t it the Heavenly Demon?

No really wait a minute this isn’t it

At most, I thought of the elders, at the most, I thought of the elders. Why did the Heavenly Demon call me?

“…”

While my mind was complicated and my face was pale, the door opened and I could see the scene inside the room.

With her back turned to this side, I saw a woman in a black robe sitting cross-legged.

“Good work, Black Wind Daeju. It’s good to go now.”

“All right.”

The man who brought me here answered the woman’s words.

No, was this person a landlord? I thought she was terminal?

-Dreuk

The man pushed me into the room, closed the door, and disappeared.

Keep your mind straight, Dan Yooseong.

Even if you enter the tiger’s den, you will live as long as you wake up.

There is nothing different except that the opponent is an opponent who can catch 100 tigers with one finger.

“Are you nervous?”

While my body was stiff, the Heavenly Demon turned and spoke to me.

I had heard of her, but she was a very beautiful woman.

The prettiest women I’ve ever seen in this world were Master and Swordsman, but one more was added.

“..A lowly fortune teller meets the head of the Heavenly Demon Church.”

“Ah. It’s okay. I have no intention of forcing the title of head of the school to even those who are not members of the school.”

Should I say this is kind?

‘No, don’t be fooled.’

She is a monstrous woman who single-handedly grounded 3200 Blood Church members in the war against Blood Church 20 years ago.

It happened before I even possessed this world, but I don’t know how monstrous the achievement was.

Even if it happened 20 years ago, it must be much stronger now.

Is there any reason why I can’t subdue the Demonic Cult in the Murim Alliance all the time?

“Then… Can I call it the Protestant sky?”

Heaven of Protestantism.

It’s a title that I barely managed to squeeze out of my head.

Many candidates came and went in that short time, wondering what to do so as not to offend that woman, but among them, he was the last one left.

“It’s the sky of Protestantism…”

The Heavenly Demon tapped her arm with the tip of her hand.

-Gulp

I was nervous inside for fear of a bad reaction.

“It’s not a bad sound.”

‘Phew.’

When her mouth opened, she was relieved.