Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 440 (Part 2)



440 (Part 2)

Even if he had reached his peak he would have been surprised but being a prodigy he must be even more astonished.

‘It’s just a matter of perspective and since I can’t use flames it’s only half of what it could be.’

It would be correct to say that he has become weaker as he is already in an incomplete state and cannot use the Nine Flame Wheel Technique.

“…A prodigy at twenty-two.”

Mukgwon seems quite surprised. If I had heard it I would have been utterly shocked as well.

So he must be on guard against me.

And this also meant another issue.

“How could a martial artist like you not have any rumors about you? That’s a mystery.”

He should have been rumored to be among the top prodigies of the time.

How could he just appear out of nowhere like this?

It was a situation that was enough to raise questions not only for Mukgwon but for others as well.

This was something I was also worried about.

“In the past I gathered some information about you.”

The Demonic Cult was relatively quick and accurate when it came to information.

“Paljelyeop… There’s not even information about where you lived let alone any specific family…”

A chilling aura surrounded Mukgwon’s body and gaze as he spoke.

Guguguguk.

I felt a significant pressure on my shoulders.

“What on earth is your true identity?”

“…”

Killing intent spread around me. What should I do about this?

“It seems your name is a pseudonym. Is your face the Infiniteman?”

Mukgwon reached out his hand just before his fingertips brushed against my face.

Tight.

“…!”

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I grabbed Mukgwon’s hand.

“Why are you doing this?”

Just before Mukgwon could react I smiled slightly at him.

Seeing my expression Mukgwon hesitated.

“Everyone has one or two secrets don’t they?”

“Ha do you think it makes sense that there are secrets under the name of Our Cult? Do you know who is above you?”

“At least it wouldn’t be my senior or the Captain.”

Kugugugung-!

Mukgwon tried to express his strength at my arrogant tone but after hearing what I said next he couldn’t bring himself to do so.

“In Our Cult only the Cult Leader is heaven.”

He hesitated.

When the name of the Heavenly Demon came up Mukgwon’s actions paused once more.

“The Cult Leader already knows about my secret. Moreover he sent me here knowing that.”

When such a situation arose how would I decide to resolve it?

It wasn’t difficult.

Just as I did with the Demon Sword Master I would embed the Heavenly Demon in every word.

These cultists cannot go against that being called heaven.

And in their eyes I would be the same.

“…Can you take responsibility for that statement?”

That the Heavenly Demon knows everything and even so secretly sent me to the Black Flame Road.

Can I take responsibility for that?

“Yes. I stake my words on the Cult Leader; they are all true.”

I answered with a bright smile.

Responsibility? Why should I take that?

“There is not a shred of falsehood. I am the faithful servant of the Cult Leader.”

As I said this firmly Mukgwon’s aura slightly diminished.

There can be no lies in the words spoken by a demonic practitioner who embodies the Heavenly Demon.

At least this part was a relief. For me who could sell out the Heavenly Demon a hundred times over.

This meant that there was at least one way to use this to my advantage.

“My secret is a secret but I won’t do anything that would harm the main base. This too in the name of the Cult Leader…”

Bang-! Kwangagagak-!

Just as I was about to speak Mukgwon’s fist brushed past me.

Immediately after a tremendous sound erupted behind me exploding over a wide area.

I hadn’t noticed Mukgwon extending his fist. These crazy people are incredibly strong.

Wondering what kind of ambush this was I looked at Mukgwon.

“I understand your words but do not carelessly mention the Cult Leader. There is no one in Our Cult who can call him so easily.”

“…Ah yes. I’m sorry.”

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What a remarkable sense of loyalty.

Seeing that made me smile.

The Captain of your group probably doesn’t even care about such things.

‘Let alone.’

This time the hunt for the No-Gye was the same.

The purpose of the Heavenly Lord.

The appearance of the Demon Lord was something he must have known well in advance.

Knowing that he was still planning to proceed with the operation even meeting the Demon Lord openly.

‘In the first place…’

Is it because of the loyalty to the Heavenly Demon that he goes into a fight he cannot win?

‘That can’t be.’

I had no loyalty to the Demonic Cult. Yet the reason I would go through such futile actions was none other than this.

At that time my goal was.

To reduce the power of the Demonic Cult.

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Kwadududuk-!

As dawn broke the training ground was still noisy.

In the air golden sword qi moved incessantly as if to replace the sun.

Below a woman with her hair tightly tied was sweating as she moved her body.

Shiiik-!

Unlike the smoothly moving sword the result shown by the tip of the sword was sharp.

The sword wind emitted from the blade continued to cut through the air.

Shiiik-! Shweesh-!

The sword that rose into the air moved simultaneously with her righteous movements.

It seemed to be the Sword of Righteousness but it was slightly different.

Thud.

After a while of movement a droplet of sweat fell from the woman’s chin. The sword that had been slicing through the air was soon embedded in the ground.

Bang-! The ground shattered as the sword struck.

And then.

Paaang-!

The sword embedded in the ground shone and then exploded.

As a result the once clean ground became a mess.

Leaving traces behind qi still spread widely in the air.

Only after confirming this could the woman finally exhale the breath she had been holding.

“…Hah…”

Just as she was about to wipe her sweat with her sleeve.

Someone approached the woman and handed her a towel.

“Thank you for your hard work Sogeomseong.”

At the call the woman turned her head to look at the man.

“…You must be quite busy so why have you come?”

The man’s disheveled appearance could have made anyone frown but the woman’s expression remained calm without a hint of that.

The woman called out to the man.

“Geolwang.”

At the woman’s call Geolwang smiled bitterly.

There was a clear sense of guilt in his eyes.

“…Miss there is something you need to step up for.”

The guilt in Geolwang’s voice was evident.

He struggled to speak calmly but ultimately could not.

Asking this delicate woman for a sacrifice was still something Geolwang could not bring himself to do.

Knowing this the woman simply nodded at Geolwang without saying a word.

“Let’s go.”

The woman spoke briefly and walked past Geolwang.

Her golden hair fluttered in the breeze.

The season was gradually getting colder.

The woman’s eyes remained as cold as ever.