Chapter 532 – The Curse of the Dragon’s Blood.
Blood horse is a disaster.
He had the power to use the subordinate spirits freely.
It meant that even if you put your energy into making a ghost your own, it would be meaningless in front of the blood demon.
If the Blood Horse said so, I didn’t think it was particularly strange.
Because it’s a disaster.
Since he is an extra-human being, I don’t think it would be too strange if he had such powers.
The problem was that I could do the same thing.
It has the power of a disaster. This alone makes me think of many things.
“under….”
A gasp escaped me.
“The blood horse was like that too.”
[… okay.]
Just as I used the spirit and brain, the blood horse did the same.
then.
“Why are you telling me this now?”
[…]
“I think this is information you already knew… right?”
[… That’s also true.]
If Shin Noya knew that Guijeong had come to me and changed into this appearance.
You could have said it a long time ago.
Noya was just now telling me this information.
So what is the reason?
Even Namgung Myung stopped him the moment he was about to speak. That’s why I’m telling you this separately.
[that….]
“You don’t trust me?”
[…!]
“So that’s why you didn’t tell me?”
I swallowed my surprise at the dull voice.
If Noya hadn’t said anything, I thought it would be for that reason alone.
Because you don’t trust me.
I didn’t think it was because I was really a disaster that I would have problems.
That’s all.
“Are you afraid I won’t be able to overcome it?”
[…]
Hearing that, I was afraid I would get swept away by the information.
It must have been Noya’s silence that made me think that I wouldn’t be able to overcome it.
[… My dear…]
“I understand what you mean, Noya.”
I wonder why that foul-tempered old man acted so thoughtfully.
Damn it, that just made it harder for me.
“I won’t break down over something like this.”
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This is something I’ve been thinking about for a while now.
Aside from being sensitive and thinking it’s bullshit, I was saying that it’s not something that will fall apart over something like this.
We’ve come too far to just let this crumble away.
There’s so much to protect, and there’s still a long way to go.
It couldn’t just collapse here.
“… Even if I am a disaster, I have no intention of collapsing here.”
From the changes in my body, even if I could do what the Blood Demon did.
Even if I were a disaster, as that bastard Yeon-ga said.
“…it won’t collapse.”
It wasn’t something he said to Noya, but something he repeated to himself.
I’m saying that it can’t collapse here.
I had no intention of stopping.
Honey, I thought that worrying about Noya was a meaningless act, even if it was pleasant.
It’s more comfortable to just listen.
I had to listen to it to be able to deal with it.
[…The reason I didn’t tell you wasn’t because I didn’t trust you.]
Then Noya began to give a belated explanation.
[How can I tell this to someone who is busy with work piling up and trying to recover his body and energy?]
If you hear the reason, I understand.
But if it had anything to do with the Blood Demon, then you should have done it. The explanation you’re giving now seems like nothing more than an excuse to me.
“Then why are you coming now to do it?”
[… I was going to tell you a little later, but that damn guy brought it up without any clue, so I couldn’t help it.]
This is what he said because Namgung Myung suddenly started talking about the blood horse.
Noya was saying that.
“Whatever it is, you’re saying that Noya sees it as a connection?”
[…]
Noya did not deny this at all.
It seems that way to me, but it seems even more so to Noya.
How could I say no?
‘Is this a problem caused by absorbing blood?’
At first I thought so, but now I’m thinking that maybe not.
When I consumed so much energy that the bowl was about to break.
I thought this change was caused by fighting and absorbing the blood in my body.
For that reason.
‘Father’s words caught my eye.’
What my father said stuck with me.
My father, who was reminded of my mother when he saw my changed appearance.
‘… So is mother.’
At a time when I couldn’t properly define my body.
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If my mother had a similar appearance to me.
My current appearance is more like the appearance I got after rebuilding the vessel and absorbing the blood of the Blood Demon.
Could it be that this change was caused by the mother’s bloodline?
‘Because even my mother said it was a disaster.’
What about the Gu Ryeong Hwa then?
‘Can that child become like this too?’
I think of my little sister rolling around in the volcano.
Could Gureonghwa also look like this?
I hoped that wasn’t the case, and I also thought that wasn’t the case.
This appearance was ultimately a problem that arose from eating too much in this life.
Unless you accumulate a lot of energy, the bowl won’t break.
The problem was caused by this crazy body eating up various energies. However, there was one question.
‘I thought that the reason I could eat various energies was because of the power of the Magic Heavenly Absorber.’
Lately, I’ve often wondered if maybe it wasn’t like that in the first place.
Of course, I thought it was the power of the Magic Heavenly Absorption. How could I think of anything else?
But.
What if my body was capable of doing that from the beginning?
I thought maybe I had been thinking wrong from the beginning.
‘…Because I never thought of eating other people’s energy in my past life.’
What crazy person would ever think of harboring another spirit?
It wouldn’t have been something to do unless you were thinking of committing suicide.
The different cavities do not recognize each other, so if they enter one body, they will collide and burst.
It is said that the body will burst and die due to the backlash of energy.
That was the reason why they said that magic was an incredible ability.
Any kind of deep breathing can be absorbed into the body.
The power bestowed by the Heavenly Horse was also great, and the value of the power called Magi was also simply amazing.
So, those who were crazy about power would directly join the Demonic Cult.
‘If this is not the power of authority.’
That I could contain many energies.
What if it wasn’t the power of magic, but the body was like that from the beginning?
‘…’
If it was possible because I was my mother’s child, not because of my power… .
‘It might be possible to change the language.’
That kid might be able to do it too.
If that’s true, then that’s really fucked up.
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If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be as if all the processes were speaking to me?
‘I’m the one who should have been a disaster from the start. That’s what it feels like.’
There were many ways to check this.
Finding a guling flower and planting different energies to check if they are maintained in the body at the same time.
That’s the quickest way, though.
‘What are you going to do about that piece of shit?’
If that doesn’t work, Gu Ryeong-hwa’s body may explode.
I couldn’t do that to the kid just to check this out.
‘I’d rather judge myself as a disaster.’
That’s actually a better story. Now that I think about it.
-The world doesn’t make the same mistakes twice.
Suddenly, the story that Yeonilcheon told me flashed through my mind.
At the point when the master of this world disappeared, what he had tried to do with the blood horse ended in failure.
So first of all, I blocked the possibility of the unmanned forces opposing me and lowered their power.
In the meantime, the world tried to end things by sending mothers, but in the end, that too failed.
That’s what I was thinking.
‘perhaps.’
Maybe it wasn’t like that in the first place.
If the world moves toward one possibility by opening countless other worlds.
I wondered if maybe he wanted something else.
So what are you hoping for?
‘Do I really want to become a disaster?’
As far as I can see, that’s the most likely scenario. Regardless of how I wish for it to be a disaster.
I had now left my human status and become something else. The directions that all the arrows were pointing to were becoming one.
The world wants me to be a disaster.
At that moment, I thought that was the most correct story.
‘Then what is Cheonma?’
Contradictions arose together.
So then what is Cheonma?
Why did Cheonma make me regress?
What on earth is she?
also.
‘How could the world not have taken away all possibilities?’
According to the information that Dangjemun gave to Noya, the unmanned limit has been lowered.
Why didn’t they just take ‘everything’ and lower it?
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No matter how much I thought about it, this was something I couldn’t figure out.
‘What are you thinking?’
The road ahead is filled with countless paths.
Whether I will it or not.
It is a very long road, and one with no end in sight.
For some reason, I had the feeling that all those roads were leading to one destination.
‘The problem is that it’s unclear what the destination is.’
Rotten… .
Ultimately, the first thing I had to do to find out was:
‘I have to meet my mother.’
Meeting my mother, who is said to be somewhere in the Demon Realm.
I thought that was the only way I could understand the truth of what I was going through right now.
Just as I was barely able to organize my thoughts.
[Aesong-ah.]
“… yes.”
[You will not be a disaster.]
“haha.”
Shin Noya burst into dry laughter at his unexpected words.
“You think it’s not a disaster after coming this far?”
I thought maybe he knew that it wasn’t Shin Noya.
Maybe you are regretting it, thinking, “What a disaster it was that you met that guy named Huin.”
‘Oh, I don’t think that’s true.’
Given Noya’s personality, I don’t think that’s the case.
I wonder if your head is as complicated as mine.
I try to smile while thinking that.
[Didn’t I tell you last time?]
Noya said.
[You just have to believe in yourself.]
“…!”
[Even if you, Aesong, are a disaster, if you think it is not true, then it is not true.]
“That just seems like ignoring reality.”
[So what? It’s not me. Then it’s okay.]
That was a really easy answer.
No matter what others say, if it’s not me, then it’s over.
It was a story that made me realize how Noya was able to live while keeping his beliefs.
Can I do that?
[Can be done.]
The answer is given firmly by Noya, as if he were speaking on my behalf.
[You can do it.]
Those words felt particularly heavy.
Is it because my faith is heavy? Or is it because I feel guilty for having seen even a little bit of Noya’s life?
“How can you be sure that I can do it?”
[Why don’t you know? That’s the kind of guy you are.]
“…”
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When someone else gives me the confidence that I cannot, I feel a variety of emotions.
From the beginning, Noya may not have known.
Noya may have already known that I might be a disaster.
‘But it didn’t matter, did it?’
It’s either me or not.
You’re the kind of guy who wouldn’t think so. Is that what you judged?
If that’s the case, then.
“You are truly lethal.”
That leaves no other option open to you.
Because there is nothing more disgusting than deceiving someone who trusts you.
As I spoke with a hollow smile, Noya began to speak bluntly.
[If you don’t like it, then make a disaster.]
“…What?”
[If you don’t like it, then what can you do?]
Noya always goes out well and then turns it on lightly.
There was never a time when it was heavy until the end.
I knew that this was Noya’s consideration.
I know very well that there is nothing I can do anymore.
“… I’ll try anything. Don’t trust it too much.”
[Don’t worry, I didn’t really trust you in the first place. Why would I trust you when there’s no one to trust?]
This old man…? He always does that when I talk to him.
“Really, you should be thankful that you’re a ghost… .”
[I have something to say. You punk. If we actually met, you wouldn’t be able to talk to me.]
I actually thought that might have been the case. But I decided not to care about that fact. What can I do? We can’t meet now.
Just in case.
‘Even if it’s a real disaster, what can I do? I just have to eat my fill.’
I never intended to get into that fucking situation.
No, it seems like it’s already been decided, but I’m confident that I can run away without doing the work I’m assigned.
Moreover, you are forcing me to do something I don’t like?
‘I have a bad temper, so if you act like that, I’ll bite you. Just know that.’
I muttered to myself, not knowing who I was talking to.
If you’re listening, I mean, fuck off.
My head feels tired.
After thinking about it, I wonder if my body and mind are reaching their limits.
“… I cut down on my sleep for a few days.”
If this much fatigue had accumulated in Hwagyeong’s body, it was a serious condition.
Okay, first of all, let’s get some sleep.
The bet was turned down.
I thought I could just sleep for an hour at most, so I tried to force myself to fall asleep.
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Then I closed my eyes and lost consciousness.
Exactly one hour had passed and I opened my eyes.
“Whoa! What the hell!”
I had to vomit out my pride at the sight I saw as soon as I opened my eyes.
It was a dark room, because there was someone else in there besides me.
I thought he was an assassin, and he was.
The person who came to me is an assassin.
He was also the most famous assassin in the Central Plains.
“…”
“… Hey, what are you doing there?”
I looked at him and asked what he said.
I couldn’t help but ask.
How could I not ask?
The assassin in the room is the leader of the Black Wild Assassin Squad, known as the best assassination squad in the Central Plains.
The King of the Night, who is said to be unkillable in the Central Plains.
The Dark King was kneeling before me.
“… hmm.”
In response to my question, the Dark King tilted his head for a moment and then said:
“I feel a little more comfortable now.”
“…?”
It was an unknown word.
