Damned 13th Regression – 178



<Regression number 13 is damn right, episode 178>

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A stone room made of stone.

The place that was originally the meeting hall of the ‘Knights Association’ was now difficult to find traces of.

The day the city fell.

The portrait of the knight commander and the round table were thrown away.

The meeting hall was refurbished in the manner of the beastman tribe.

Scrolls with the teachings of each tribe were hung on the walls and the floor showed signs of a power struggle between the chieftains.

Crack tap—

A large bonfire was burning in the meeting hall.

There were twelve cushions around it.

Tiger Rat Wolf Sheep Monkey Cow.

It was a place for the chiefs and shamans of six tribes.

“Kisoo-ah you are alone again this time.”

The tiger clan shaman asked waving her tail.

Ki Su-ah who was close to being the most senior and newcomer among the shamans bowed her head.

“It’s not enough but I serve as both the head and shaman.”

“Hurry up and prepare for the next shaman. “I won’t hand over my position as a shaman until I have a child.”

“…I will try my best.”

It was not uncommon for a woman to serve as head.

However serving as a shaman and head at the same time was proof that the tribe’s capabilities were low.

The rat-headed leader of the Xi tribe Sobaek sneered as he trimmed his beard.

“What is effort? “There are only six children so who has the time to make a shaman?”

“The name Twelve Red Characters is funny.”

The Western shaman agreed.

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Tiger-head Jian’s eyebrows twitched.

“stop.”

The eyes of the audience turned to him.

“This is not a place to gather to insult anyone. “I came here to talk about ‘ancestral succession.’”

The head of a tribe has ‘head’ in front of their name.

Titles such as tiger head and rat head are those.

And genealogical succession was a ritual to add ‘God’ to one’s title.

Only those who have been recognized by the twelve masters and have mastered the twelve skills can receive ancestral inheritance from the shaman.

The chieftain who has completed the ancestral succession becomes one level stronger than before.

Just as Yahuhan who was reborn as a ‘dragon god’ from the ‘dragon head’ on the 10th floor of Babel butchered the powerful Heavenly Knight.

“Take a picture.”

Rat-headed Sobaek briefly clicked his tongue.

“Isn’t that precisely why? The Dragon God declared. “Once the ancestral succession is over we will fight the great battle of the divine world.”

Sobaek’s disdainful gaze turned to Gisua.

“Isn’t there one thing over there that isn’t very helpful? “There is no head to receive the divine spirit so the shaman has to receive it and even that is half-hearted.”

As Sobaek continued to click his tongue Gisooah’s complexion turned red and his fur stood up.

Monkey-headed Ukou flicked the bamboo stick in his mouth.

“What a great personality. Is that his fault? “You know that the dog people took the bravest step during the hybrid rebellion.”

“The problem was then and now is the problem. “There is not enough ‘god’ to fight in the Great War.”

Sobaek shot back sharply.

New World War.

A battle in which the six gods of the Northern Dynasty and the six gods of the Southern Dynasty clash to determine the true leader of the beast people.

The faces of the leaders became confused.

The opponent is not good.

Yahuhan had already ascended to the position of Dragon God on his own a long time ago.

There is no one who can guarantee that they will defeat him.

Sobaek continued speaking after reading the reactions of those around him.

“I don’t like it. After all they are a canine race with only half of their skills left. If it cannot be inherited perfectly then it must be disbanded and the secrets of the Dog clan revealed to us and brought to a new level of martial arts…”

“Sobaek.”

Ki Soo-ah dug his nails into the floor and growled.

“Are you saying that now?”

“What if the words are harsh? “A puppy for one day.”

Sobaek brought out the memorization without any hesitation.

“Didn’t you know that talented warriors from the Dog tribe are already joining other tribes? Among them there are people who have achieved the status of twelve children from other tribes.”

Ki Su-ah clenched her teeth.

What Sobaek said was true.

One of the twelve sons of Sobaek who spoke was from the Dog tribe.

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The talent drain from the Gyeon tribe was serious.

The Gyeon people endured many hardships to restore the lost Confirmation Act.

During that period the power of the Dog tribe was reduced and they were unable to spread their spirit to other tribes.

‘It’s still the same now.’

Ki Soo-ah lowered his head.

power is weak

Therefore satisfactory results are not achieved.

Soldiers who feel ignored and frustrated move out to other factions.

power becomes weaker.

When you come to Babel you cannot collect enough ‘Naedan (coin)’ and ‘Noble item’ (item) to be satisfactory.

Skilled warriors are leaving to join other factions.

It was a series of vicious cycles.

Push!

Monkey-headed Ukou’s bamboo pole shattered the wood of the bonfire.

Sparks from the bonfire flew up to the ceiling.

“Really leave it at that old man. “If I had a lieutenant I would have rushed in right away.”

Ukou warned showing his angry molars.

“These young people are already upset…”

Sobaek still clicked his tongue.

The next god of self-defense Tiger Claw Huguan.

The next Genshin Impact monkey-headed Ukou.

Both of them were Ki Soo-ah’s childhood friends.

Ukou who was in a grim mood winked at her invisibly.

‘don’t mind. ‘Because it’s your nonsense.’

‘Yes thank you.’

A short signal was exchanged between them.

The meeting resumed but Ki Su-ah said nothing and just looked down at the floor.

‘I want revenge on them too.’

Her resentment toward the Northern Dynasty was deeper than anyone else here.

Her father traveled to different tribes to restore the law of confirmation.

I knelt down and prayed to be able to meet the retired Twelve Jeoks who had recorded secret duties passed down from generation to generation of the tribe.

Fortunately Namjong’s tribe took pity on the Dog people and easily gave them up.

But the tribes of the Northern Dynasty were not like that.

They made a mockery of her father.

The one who defeated the hybrid was the Dragon God of the Northern Dynasty.

Namjong’s dogs who were the first to be defeated were seen as nothing more than a laughingstock.

The leaders of the Northern Dynasty made him their sparring partner instead of handing over his military record.

‘father······.’

What you have is not even half of what you have.

During my training there I devoted myself to restoring the Confirmation Act so there is no way I can be a match for the other chieftains.

Her father was beaten like a scarecrow by the leaders of the Northern Dynasty.

At the same time not a single method of confirmation was used.

In such a situation it was obvious that if the Confirmation Act was used it would be dissected one by one and ‘steal’ everything.

Upon returning my father suffered from the aftereffects of sparring and died.

What we managed to create was a ‘half-formed’ confirmation law.

It was a half piece that my father sacrificed his life to create.

However the canine family became a laughingstock of the world.

In the Northern Dynasty it seemed ridiculous and in the Southern Dynasty it was shameful that it had tarnished the name of the Southern Dynasty.

‘I need strength.’

A world where absurd death makes no sense.

I needed the power to break everything.

His father’s death and the downfall of his tribe were due to lack of strength.

‘I need strength!’

The power to prevent the downfall of the tribe.

The power to avenge my father.

The strength to not accept help from friends.

A strength that will not be ignored by anyone.

It takes strength.

‘If you want power call as much as you want.’

A devil’s face passed by.

Not long ago a three-headed dragon came from the 40th floor.

The dragon introduced himself as ‘Demon Dragon Archduke Ajidahaka’.

‘You are very good material.’

‘I don’t know how strong you will become if you receive strength from us.’

‘If you need strength call us from a place where no one is around.’

The three-headed dragon tempted me with a reptilian smile.

The Demon Dragon Grand Duke must have known.

Among the leaders of the beast people he was the one whose situation was the harshest and most vulnerable to temptation.

Therefore you should not fall for such tricks.

‘but······.’

It takes strength.

The power to overcome the harsh present.

She didn’t say a word until the meeting was over.

Let’s go!

An outdoor dungeon near the city.

It was the place she had recently used as her training ground.

Orbs fell from the smashed rock golem.

“Is it a green inner altar?”

She silently picked up the fallen inner bundles.

After entering Babel a new world opened up for the beastmen.

A parchment spread out before your eyes an infinitely wide bag and a variety of internal items and treasures dropped by monsters.

In particular Naedan completely changed the existing beastman training.

By eating Naedan and using fortune-telling techniques you could raise your abilities as you wanted.

As you increase your spirit and wisdom your understanding of martial arts increases and as you increase your strength and agility you can use theoretical techniques that you could not use before.

‘In the past the elders of the Twelve Characters said that one had to devote one’s whole life to learning one of the five principles.’

Ki Soo-ah made a bitter expression.

Now if you were at the level of a chieftain it was natural to learn all the twelve laws of the Twelve Gods.

‘Has my qualifications as a god fallen to the ground?’

In the past there might have been only one or two chieftains in an era who could hold the title of ‘Twelve Gods’.

However this was a time when all the chieftains ascended to the position of ‘gods’.

‘Let’s go back.’

Gisua who caught the Great Yokai headed for the exit.

But there was an unexpected presence at the exit.

She furrowed her eyebrows.

“Did we say we should meet here?”

“Twelve characters. Wolfbeard Haran. “Greetings.”

The other two including Haran took over.

“Twelve characters. Banjo.”

“Twelve characters. Wow. “Greetings.”

She looked at the three in silence.

I didn’t know why three tribal leaders would come visit me without warning.

However the atmosphere is strange.

To put it bluntly he is strangely arrogant.

‘I don’t want to be polite to this extent.’

She hesitated before opening her mouth.

“I think Haran’s greeting was a little wrong.”

“Oh my! Our attitude was annoying to Gisua the head of the dog tribe and a shaman. Hahahaha I apologize.”

Haran looked down at her stiffly.

No matter how you look at it it is not a courtesy to the highest leader of the tribe.

“What did you guys come for?”

Ki Su-ah’s words had sharp thorns.

He leisurely brushed the leather of his chin.

“The situation of the dog people these days is getting worse day by day. “I get hit here and there by the tribes and when I go on missions I’m only sent to very harsh places.”

“I’m sorry about that.”

Ki Soo-ah bowed her head.

“I am sorry for not being able to show that I am trustworthy as the representative of the clan. However as this is a difficult time I hope that all of you who believe in me will join forces.”

“Hmm so.”

Haran purred and looked somewhere else.

It’s as if my conscience is being pricked to look me in the eye and talk.

“We three legitimate children have decided to sacrifice ourselves to the Xu clan.”

“yes?”

Ki Su-ah did not understand the meaning of the words for a moment.

Haran cleared his throat and organized once more.

“Hmm so I decided to go under Master Sobaek.”

“Are you guys out of your mind?”

She screamed in bewilderment.

“You are the twelve children of our tribe. He is the legitimate son of Confirmation who inherited the Confirmation Act and is the eldest adult of the tribe! Does it make sense for a wolf who learned the method of confirmation to join another tribe?”

“….”

They were silent.

She and they both knew.

But I couldn’t help but scream because I couldn’t believe it.

Haran erased his smile and said.

“The momentum of the dog clan has already waned. I think it would be better to entrust the tribe to a powerful noble or western tribe. If so the number of unmanned workers will decrease and life will become more comfortable than it is now.”

“Did the old rat say that?”

He did not answer Gisua’s question.

“If the entire tribe falls under the Seo tribe we will recognize Gisua as the leader and maintain the current system of twelve tribes. But if not the law of Confirmation will be leaked to the Western people and the Twelve Characters will be broken.”

“Haha what are you saying? you.”

Ki Soo-ah stumbled.

‘I can’t believe the level of the dog race has fallen this far.’

The pride of having fought most bravely against hybrids and the great stoicism that was legendary have disappeared.

All that remains…

“They’re just bastards.”

Her eyes became as cold as frost.

Haran swallowed his saliva and spoke.

“Just one thing. “There is a way to avoid it.”

“Haran is this really what you said last time?”

She cleared her throat.

“Am I using my right to occupy Mr. Haran with the ‘wolf head’?”

“…That’s it.”

“Didn’t I tell you? There will be no recognition of the ‘wolf head’ unless the twelve five principles of the Confirmation Act are restored. And you…”

Ki Su-ah looked at them with pitiful eyes.

“Stop talking bullshit. “What kind of chief are you if you can’t even defeat me?”

“Hmm! that······.”

“You want me to dominate a weaker male than me with a wolf’s head? Does it make sense that the head of the dog tribe ‘Gyeonshin (犬神)’ can’t even defeat a shaman?”

If there had been a wolf stronger than her she would never have gone on to become a chieftain and shaman.

I was willing to make them wolf heads as long as they were at an equal level but unfortunately all of them were below the level.

Banjo and Giya who were behind Haran exchanged looks.

Clap-

Iron bars symbolizing the canine tribe were worn in both hands.

Haran sighed and frowned.

“As expected it comes out like this Gisoo.”

Haran was promised to become the chieftain of the Gyeon tribe if he came under the control of the Seo tribe.

Instead there was one condition.

‘Kisoo impregnate that bitch.’

Rat-headed Sobaek said as he straightened his crooked beard.

‘To carry on the ancestral succession wouldn’t there be a next shaman? If he is a son he will become a symbol to lead the Dog clan in the future.’

‘I’ll make Ki Soo-ah have a baby. That is the way to faith.’

Remembering Sobaek’s words Haran himself wore iron bars.

“That’s why I need you to be my wife Ki-soo.”

“It really fell all the way to the ground.”

Ki Su-ah was the greatest warrior of the Gyeon tribe.

A body that defeated five legitimate enemies and inherited the six principles of Confirmation Law.

‘But three people will be difficult.’

But you can’t lose.

The fact that the deficit comes from the tribe is a leak of the law of faith.

At a minimum the tongue must be pulled out and all the tendons in the limbs must be severed.

Crrrrrrr······.

The four fierce dogs let out harsh howls.