Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 43. Face-to-face (1)

“Wow, it’s gorgeous.”

Those were Seoryang’s first words as he looked around the special room he was shown to.

“It’s plastered with gold. “Is this a lot of money?”

Wei Hongryun’s evaluation was not only harsh but also rude.

“….”

Ma Dong-pil closed his eyes in silence.

Unlike Seoliang’s residence, which was large but completely desolate, Hong Wimun’s residence was very luxurious.

Wei Honglian glanced at Xu Liang.

Seoliang kept looking around to see what was so strange. There were no feelings of resentment or jealousy on his face.

“Confucius.”

“uh? why?”

“How about decorating Confucius’ house in this way?”

Seo-ryang stuck out his tongue as if he was about to vomit.

“it’s crazy? I can’t live in a place like this even if my money is rotten. “I was just amazed and the food went down my throat because I was so uncomfortable?”

Wei Hongryun grinned.

“You think so too.”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

It’s not natural.

At least the politicians that Wei Hongryun had seen all enjoyed luxury. No, there were many people who did not know that luxury was luxury.

In that respect, Samgongja certainly has a unique side. He seemed to have a simple and comfortable personality.

Wei Hongryun frowned.

“Anyway, why isn’t the boatman coming?”

Less than half an hour had passed since I was ushered into the special room. Her impatience was truly sky-high.

Ma Dong-pil said with his eyes still closed.

“He will come when the time is right.”

“That’s something anyone can say. But the superiors are here, so you have to move quickly, right?”

“I advise you to be careful with your words. “There are many ears to listen.”

“At least no one catches my breath.”

Ma Dong-pil closed not only his eyes but also his mouth at the simplicity of interpreting the words to be careful in the future as referring to the immediate situation.

At that time, Seo-ryang said.

“He’s not coming anytime soon.”

“yes?”

“It won’t come anytime soon.”

Ma Dong-pil opened his eyes. Wei Hongryun also looked at him in surprise.

Xiliang scratched his head.

“I know this old man because I’ve seen him do so many things, but it’s rare for him to greet a guest who comes so unexpectedly like this.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“To put it simply, it’s a battle of spirit. Anyway, I’m not an invited guest and I came without any contact, so I’ll give myself time to prepare. So, even if it’s frustrating, bear with it yourself, something like that.”

Of course, the old man’s identity was Lord Uicheon. Lord Uicheon was always late to the meeting in order to take the lead in the conversation in public and to enjoy watching the other party suffer in private.

Wei Hongryun’s eyebrows furrowed as they were. Thanks to the diagonal scars, I could see that there were no violent criminals.

“How dare you say that when the Three Princes are here?”

“Aren’t you a disciple of the sect leader who speaks like a three-faced man? “At least he’s at the level of the Old Great Mazon, so there’s no need for him to consider our situation, right?”

Because you speak so calmly, it sounds even more casual. Wei Hongryun hesitated.

Ma Dong-pil said.

“What will you do, Confucius?”

“What should I do?”

“Calling someone and telling them to come quickly…”

“For what?”

“yes?”

Seoyang leaned back in his chair. It was so soft and fluffy that it felt like I was lying on a bed.

“Hey, when are we going to be able to live comfortably in a place like this? “It’s not a bad idea to enjoy accommodation and food in such a fancy place for a day.”

The term “room and board” is even mentioned. It seemed like he thought he might come really late.

“If you’re hungry, why don’t you call someone and order some food?”

Ma Dong-pil shook his head.

“I’m fine….”

Jing!

The person who pulled the rope that came down from the ceiling was none other than Wei Hongryeon. Ma Dong-pil looked at her intently.

Wei Honglian said shamelessly.

“Now that I think about it, Confucius is right. When will I ever have a meal at a place like this? “At this point, I’ll just have to eat and sleep and give it a try.”

“That’s true.”

After a while, a servant came in. It wasn’t exactly silk, but it was very luxurious for a servant’s attire.

“Did you call me?”

Wei Hongryeon suddenly recited the name of the food.

All foods with strong aromas are ordered in this room with one window. Ma Dong-pil said.

“Prince Confucius, you do not like food with strong aromas. If you don’t want to do that…”

Then, Seo-ryang raised his hand.

“Order what you want to eat. I do not care.”

Wei Hong-ryeon snorted while looking at Ma Dong-pil, as if asking him to see it. Ma Dong-pil sat back down as if there was nothing else to do.

Xiliang looked up at the ceiling.

His eyes sank deeply.

‘What would an old man do?’

He was such a terrible old man that I would never want to meet him even in my dreams, but surprisingly, there were things to learn from this situation.

After becoming the lord of Uicheon, his main job was to receive guests, but before he became the lord of Uicheon, the old man also wandered around a lot.

Countless people have been devastated by that old man who worked hard to gain power.

What if I was the Lord of Uicheon? What if the numerous enemies that the old man destroyed are now Hongwimun?

And what would happen if I changed the old man’s methods to my own?

“Great Lord.”

Wei Hongryun flinched. The Three Princes, who had been calling her “this bitch” and “that bitch”, finally called her officially.

Xu Liang grinned.

“How much food can I have?”

“yes?”

“Let’s order some cold drinks!”

Wei Hongryeon smiled a bright smile. It was a pretty amazing stunt.

“If Confucius wishes.”

* * *

“You ordered food and alcohol?”

“That’s right.”

“hmm.”

Hong Wi-moon, who gave a short answer, looked as if it was no big deal and lit a candle with red smoke coming out of it.

On the contrary, Shinhoe’s face hardened.

“What on earth are you thinking?”

“Xiliang?”

“…That’s right.”

“Well, that’s fine. I never thought it would hit me like this. He even took Gwangma Daeju with him.”

Even as he spoke, he seemed quite relaxed. He wasn’t pretending; he had a truly relaxed expression.

“I’m just a guest who came in during ‘business’ hours without notice. “Isn’t there a reason why I have to waste my time and rush to meet you?”

“Of course I do.”

“Do whatever you want. “If you want to drink, give me alcohol. If you want to eat, give me food.”

A faint purple glow appeared in Hong Wei-wen’s eyes and then disappeared.

“I’ll have to see what his current limitations are.”

* * *

“Kwaaeook! “It was a breeze.”

Wei Hongryun’s face turned red.

Ma Dong-pil clicked his tongue.

“I downed 11 bottles of liquor in one sitting, so it’s even weirder that I’m not drunk.”

No, it was amazing that I could drink that much before that.

There are as many alcoholic beverages as there are endless continents, but it’s so busy that you can down eleven liquor bottles that are longer and thicker than a man’s forearm.

“Whoop!” By the way, Confucius is truly amazing.”

Is it because there is a public enemy? From the moment they set their course here, Wei Hongryun behaved quite favorably toward Seoliang. And since he was drunk, he probably had no choice but to become more friendly.

Seoliang tilted his head and emptied his glass.

“what?”

“How can you eat the same food as me and still be so fine?”

“I know? “I’m amazed too, right?”

It’s so amazing that I’m so curious that I’m going to turn around. Even if you think about it, this amount of alcohol is not normal.

I vaguely thought it might be because of the spiritual energy of Gojuklim, but I wasn’t sure.

Wei Hongryeon, who was looking at Seoliang silently, smiled and said.

“Confucius, do you know how this scar appeared on my face?”

“I told you earlier. “It came about when I was attacking a passing evil enemy.”

“This wound is what happened when I encountered the cat spirit of Heavenly Mountain in the northwest, and it hit me hard with its front paw! It looks like it got hit…”

“Dongpil! Take care of him. “I guess the taste is slowly fading away.”

Ma Dong-pil quietly approached Wi Hong-ryeon.

“Supreme lord. “Let’s sleep now.”

“Oh go away! “I’m not drunk!”

“Anyone can see that he is extremely drunk.”

“Huh, this guy?”

Now he is acting like a male boss. Ma Dong-pil repeatedly engraved the symbol for patience on his chest.

“Confucius is watching.”

“Who doesn’t know that? “I’m talking to Confucius right now!”

“Come to your senses.”

“I heard you’re fine!”

This is typical drunken behavior. Seo-ryang smiled and poured her a drink.

“Okay, drink more. Just drink until you pass out.”

“uh? “Is that dangerous?”

“what?”

“Ordinary man… Ah, this is not what I am saying to you, Mr. Confucius.”

“Okay man. So what?”

“Usually, the reason guys try to get a woman to stop drinking is because they want to know what to do with a drunk woman…”

“Hey! “You don’t drink!”

“Hehe.”

“What on earth is this guy? Just do one thing, just one thing! Damn it’s so stuffy.”

Everyone’s drinking habits are different, but they are the same in that they are different from usual. Although her drinking capacity was extraordinary, Wei Hongryeon’s appearance when drunk did not seem to be any different from ordinary people.

How long did this lively and noisy drinking party last?

“Dongpil.”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“How long has it been since we came here?”

Ma Dong-pil looked at the window.

“Judging by the fact that the sun is slowly setting, it seems like half a day has passed.”

“yes?”

“Yes, Confucius.”

“Then we can get started now.”

“yes?”

Xu Liang calmly woke up.

Ma Dong-pil’s face darkened. For some reason, the atmosphere that Confucius gave off was unusual.

“What are you trying to do? “If you tell me, I…”

“No, I have to do it.”

“yes?”

“To remodel the crazy old man’s vicious attack in my own way. “It’s good if it goes well, but if it doesn’t end well, there’s nothing you can do.”

“I totally understand what you’re saying….”

Chaang!!

It was a sword that refreshed the ears of the listener.

The sound was so clear that Ma Dong-pil could not help but be impressed. Even Wei Hongryeon, who was drunk and making a fuss, opened her eyes.

Seolyang’s eyes grew colder as he looked down at the long, smooth blade.

He recalled the words of Lord Uicheon.

– Taking the lead is actually not that big of a deal. In general, people who care about their reputation tend to seem superior at first, but eventually they fall to the limits they have created. On the other hand, people who push forward honestly and honestly can move forward without limits, even if they are ridiculed. When fighting for leadership, it is best to be honest.

Instructions given to Grand Duke Uicheonmaeng. This is something Seo-ryang also heard while in hiding.

He was planning to try the method in his own way.

“After all, aren’t I notorious as a tyrant?”

“yes?”

“Then, like a foul-tempered tyrant, shouldn’t you make a mess of it?”

At that moment, Ma Dong-pil’s face turned pale and Wei Hong-ryeon’s face was filled with excitement.

Wooooow!

A fearsome magical power that is instantly concentrated into a blade.

Xu Liang laughed evilly.

“It’s been a while since I pulled out a knife.”

He swung his sword like that.

Flash!