The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 170

He, who looked as if he would start a fight with Samaeus at any moment, paused briefly.

Samaeus’s confident gaze bothered him for some reason.

There was no reason not to be intimidated unless he had something he firmly believed in.

Even Gra, who feared nothing in the world, found it burdensome to turn both Blood Demon Lord and Mangsang Choja into enemies at once.

The existence of Bingok Seonja, who was only rumored to exist, was the same.

“Hmph!”

Ko Wi-gwang snorted coldly and warned in a chilling voice.

“Still, I will let you off the hook just this once, especially since you have contributed to providing us with a place to stay in Muwi. But there will be no second time. If you dare to spout nonsense in front of me again, that day will be your death anniversary.”

Ko Wi-gwang turned and strode away.

Several members of the Demonic Sect, who had been watching for cues, hurriedly followed Ko Wi-gwang.

Samaeus frowned at the sight.

“The situation is turning for the worse.”

Forces had already begun to form around several masters.

“Brother! Are you alright?”

Neng So-mil, who had rushed over after hearing the news, looked around.

He had dropped everything and ran upon hearing the report that Georyeong No-gun [Venerable Old Monster], known for his cruelty, and Samaeus might be about to fight.

He was ready to lend a hand if necessary.

Samaeus smiled and nodded.

“Even the great Georyeong No-gun seems to have been burdened by their presence.”

Neng So-mil breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he suddenly read the fighting spirit raging in Samaeus’s eyes and frowned.

“Were you really thinking of fighting that old devil?”

“Don’t worry. Gongcheong Sogyu [a fictional martial art technique, likely a joke] flows through my body.”

Neng So-mil couldn’t laugh at Samaeus’s joke.

“Even so, what good is it if you die? Besides, what if those despicable guys attack you together…?”

No matter how much stronger Samaeus’s martial arts had become compared to the past, it was impossible for him to handle so many people alone.

Then, Samaeus suddenly cast a suspicious glance towards Sojeoksan.

Sojeoksan had been taking out a ledger and writing something diligently since earlier.

“What is that?”

Sojeoksan held up the ledger he was writing in front of Samaeus.

—Dokannyong Yu Gwi [Poisonous Dragon Yu Gwi], murder and property damage at the inn.

—Imaesu Yeom Dang [Demon Hand Yeom Dang], seven instances of freeloading and threatening Mr. Jang.

—Georyeong No-gun Ko Wi-gwang [Venerable Old Monster Ko Wi-gwang], ignored warnings and insulted the Chief Manager. Spouted nonsense about not caring about Senior Blood Demon Lord and Senior Mangsang Choja.

Samaeus couldn’t help but chuckle at the meticulously written content, as if recording history.

Ko Wi-gwang had said he didn’t fear the two, but he had never said he didn’t care about them.

Neng So-mil, who had also glanced at the ledger, chuckled.

“You must have a deep-seated grudge, huh?”

Sojeoksan sighed.

“This is already the fourth ledger I’ve compiled like this.”

Samaeus and Neng So-mil’s expressions darkened at those words.

“They need to come back quickly…”

Samaeus’s gaze, filled with the sight of the shrunken villagers, sank heavily.

* * *

Dan-ak Seon was in a good mood.

The closer he got to Muwi, the lighter his steps became, and his movement technique became faster.

The three people running alongside Dan-ak Seon smiled contentedly at the sight of him humming a tune even while using his lightness skill [a martial art technique to move swiftly].

They wondered if going home could be that good.

However, Dan-ak Seon couldn’t help but feel puzzled when he actually arrived in Muwi.

The usually vibrant and lively place was deserted.

Not only that.

Aside from the frozen atmosphere, he noticed people leaving the village.

Wagons loaded with household goods.

Shoulders slumped and faces gloomy, they all looked exhausted.

Moreover, it wasn’t just one or two people.

There were more than ten people just within sight.

As he passed them, voices filled with regret leaked out from everywhere.

“To have to leave the hometown where we’ve lived for generations…”

“But the living must live on. If we keep holding out like this, we’ll end up dying. Either killed by a stray sword, or dying of frustration.”

“What crazy bastard brought those devilish bastards here?”

“I heard that this place was recently declared a forbidden zone for the Orthodox Sect. That’s why the Demonic Sect guys are flocking here.”

Someone sighed as if the ground was sinking.

“To have to abandon my beloved hometown because of some crazy bastard called the Divine Doctor of Primacy…”

Dan-ak Seon was startled and stopped in his tracks.

He finally realized that something was seriously wrong.

Dan-ak Seon, realizing that the face of the man who had just cursed was familiar, immediately approached him.

“What happened?”

The man flinched and stepped back.

“Who are you?”

“Don’t you recognize me? I’ve seen you at the market a few times before…”

The man tilted his head, carefully examining Dan-ak Seon’s face.

Now that he looked closely, he remembered seeing his eyes and nose somewhere.

“Oh? Are you perhaps that kid who used to hang around the Im family’s herbal medicine shop?”

Dan-ak Seon nodded.

“That’s right. That was me.”

“But you were shorter back then?”

It was no wonder that he didn’t immediately recognize Dan-ak Seon.

Dan-ak Seon had grown significantly taller in the past two years.

Dan-ak Seon sighed and said honestly.

“I’m the Divine Doctor of Primacy that you were just talking about. That’s what I’ve been called in the Jianghu [martial arts world] recently.”

At those words, the expressions of the man and the villagers he was talking to noticeably hardened.

“You’re the culprit who brought about this disaster?”

The man retorted with an incredulous expression.

Even though he had grown taller, Dan-ak Seon was still not quite old enough to be considered a young man.

It was hard to believe that Dan-ak Seon, who was still so young, had that much influence in the Jianghu.

But then.

The man trembled.

He was suddenly overcome by an inexplicable chill.

“Culprit?”

The man, who belatedly discovered the three people standing behind Dan-ak Seon, collapsed to the ground.

He was overwhelmed by the chilling aura and the oppressive presence of the three people.

Especially the giant bald man who had just spoken; his face was one that he would be afraid to see in his dreams.

Dan-ak Seon shook his head at the three of them.

At his earnest gaze, the three people suppressed their surging anger and turned their gazes elsewhere.

As the suffocating aura disappeared, the man and the villagers finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Dan-ak Seon sincerely asked them.

“Please explain what happened.”

The man who had spoken first opened his mouth with a gloomy look.

“Recently, vicious bastards have been flocking to the village. When there were only a few of them at first, they seemed to be mindful of the Shinma Merchant Guild, but as their numbers gradually increased, they started causing all sorts of trouble and harassing the villagers. The Shinma Merchant Guild is trying its best, but it seems to be an unequal struggle.”

Most of the Demonic Sect figures who had entered Muwi were survivors of the Orthodox Sect’s pursuit.

As such, they had something to rely on.

With such a large number of masters pouring in, Samaeus, Neng So-mil, and the mediocre warriors of the Righteous Alliance were unable to cope with the situation.

Dan-ak Seon’s gaze sank gloomily.

He had not completed the petition hoping for this outcome.

But there was something he had to do before worrying about it.

Dan-ak Seon bowed his head to the villagers.

“I started this with good intentions, but I unintentionally made things difficult for you all. I’m really…”

Dan-ak Seon, who couldn’t speak for a moment and bit his lip, finally opened his mouth.

“…I’m sorry.”

The air around Cho-ak Ryang, Beom Gye-wi, and Han Seol-hwa began to fluctuate rapidly at the sight.

They were furious at the sight of Dan-ak Seon having to apologize even though he had done nothing wrong.

The villagers, glancing at them, reluctantly nodded.

“It’s okay. So raise your head now. It’s the people who are staying who will suffer, but we’re leaving anyway, so what…”

Dan-ak Seon raised his eyes at their regretful voices.

“Give me a chance.”

“Chance? What kind of chance are you talking about?”

Dan-ak Seon replied with a determined look to the people’s question.

“I’ll sort out the situation. I’ll put everything back to normal by today. So please postpone leaving your hometown just a little longer.”

“But…”

“I know. I know it wasn’t an easy decision. But please think about it one more time. Muwi is my hometown too. That’s why I’ve been fighting to protect this place until now. So please trust me.”

The villagers’ 고민 [worries] deepened as he continued his earnest persuasion, making eye contact with each of them.

They also didn’t want to leave the place where they had built their lives over a lifetime.

However, they were fed up with the bastards’ atrocities.

As they were unable to do either, at that time.

Cho-ak Ryang, unable to watch any longer, stepped forward.

“Please wait just one more day.”

Beom Gye-wi and Han Seol-hwa also added a word each.

“What do you mean a day? One hour… No, I’ll sort it out in half an hour.”

“I won’t just end it with sorting it out.”

The villagers flinched at the frost that had already begun to spread around Han Seol-hwa.

“I can’t leave those bastards who made Dan Physician bow his head alone.”

Cho-ak Ryang and Beom Gye-wi nodded.

“You’re saying something I like for once.”

“Of course, we have to get it back several times over.”

It was the first time in a long time that the three of them were of the same mind.

Shortly after.

Dan-ak Seon, who had entered Muwi, frowned without realizing it at the grim atmosphere of the village.

Muwi was no longer the place Dan-ak Seon knew.

The market, which had been bustling with generous merchants, was now deserted.

Everywhere on the streets, which were filled with a heavy atmosphere of hostility, were littered with all sorts of garbage, including broken tiles.

Dan-ak Seon was at a loss for words at the desolate appearance of the village, which even felt desolate.

Someone approached Dan-ak Seon.

“Young Lord Gok?”

Sojeoksan, who had approached with a half-doubtful face, soon discovered the three people standing behind Dan-ak Seon and ran over with a bright smile.

“Have you been well?”

Dan-ak Seon, facing Sojeoksan, smiled bitterly.

“Well… If you had been well, the village wouldn’t have turned out like this.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“No. How is this Chief So’s fault?”

Sojeoksan lowered his head for a moment at Dan-ak Seon’s consolation. Then, he poked his eyes once and trembled.

‘Just you wait. You bastards.’

Sojeoksan, who had forcibly brought up the anger he had accumulated in the meantime, began to shed tears.

Sojeoksan, confirming the tears clearly flowing down his cheeks, suddenly burst into tears and raised his head.

“Young Lord Gok! Heo-heo-heong!”

Dan-ak Seon was flustered at Sojeoksan’s appearance.

“It seems like you’ve had a hard time.”

Sojeoksan nodded at Dan-ak Seon’s consolation, then took out the ledgers he had written by hand from his arms with trembling hands.

“What is this?”

Dan-ak Seon, who had taken the ledger in a daze, opened the ledger.

The gazes of the three people next to Dan-ak Seon were also fixed on the contents written in the ledger.

The atrocities of the Demonic Sect members were densely written inside.

Dan-ak Seon’s eyes turned cold at the content.

As if this was not enough, Sojeoksan wiped away his tears with his hand and showed the very back of the ledger, handing it over directly. Then, he pointed to one part and began to cry even more sadly.

At the moment when Dan-ak Seon confirmed that part with a puzzled expression.

Cho-ak Ryang’s eyebrows twitched.

Beom Gye-wi and Han Seol-hwa were the same.

In fact, the Demonic Sect members’ evil deeds themselves were not a big deal to them.

They had experienced countless worse evil deeds while living as martial artists.

However, they could not help but be angry about the contents written at the end of the ledger.

—Halsim Dokjo (Heart-Ripping Poison Claw) Yeom Gi. Evaluates Cho-ak Ryang as past his prime due to his injuries. Cheonggeum Gwisu (Clear Harp Ghost Hand) Lee Han-yeong and Dokreung San-eung (Poisonous Ridge Mountain Hawk) Jo Maeng-bang agree with that statement. They boast that they can try to fight him if the three of them join forces.

—Yang Ik-cheon, the Hyeoleum Nobong (Blood Sound Old Bee), blabbers that Beom Gye-wi’s head is so shiny that even flies will slip on it. Jo Yeong-gok, Lee Pil-su, and Jo Ja-reung laughed together.

—Jang Gok, the Guyueum Soso (Nine Underworld Singing and Whistling), says that Han Seol-hwa must be a legendary Jiangshi [Chinese hopping vampire], and Jo Gwi-yeong, the Saeksim Yeomsa (Lustful Flame Master), adds that she will become docile once he embraces her, just like darkness disappears before the sun.

Cho-ak Ryang, Beom Gye-wi, and even Han Seol-hwa.

All three of them laughed.

Anger had exceeded its limits, so they could only laugh.

‘It’s done.’

Sojeoksan, who had achieved what he wanted, slowly stopped crying and quietly stepped aside.

There was no need for him to stand in front and bear the brunt of their anger. Even in the midst of all this, Dan-ak Seon was patting Sojeoksan on the back.

“How should we deal with these bastards?”

Unlike Cho-ak Ryang, who was giving off a cold look, Beom Gye-wi was already unleashing a lion’s roar.

“Everyone gather! You sons of bitches!”

The roar that shook the heavens and the earth swallowed Muwi.