The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 290

The Divine Doctor of the Demonic Realm (290)

Byuk Dae-kyung was momentarily flustered and couldn’t speak.

But before he could question the true meaning of those words, Bum Gye-wi brought up an unexpected story.

“And it seems the wedding ceremony will have to be postponed a bit.”

Byuk Hwa-ryung was surprised by the sudden remark and asked back.

“Gaga [father-in-law], what do you mean?”

“I can’t put my family in danger.”

Bum Gye-wi opened his mouth with a serious look.

“It seems I’ll have to fight the Demonic Sect.”

Byuk Dae-kyung couldn’t hide his surprise at Bum Gye-wi’s explanation that followed.

He had expected it to some extent, but hearing those words from Bum Gye-wi made the seriousness of the situation a reality before his eyes.

“So, I’ll postpone taking Hwa-ryung with me for a while.”

Byuk Dae-kyung stared at Bum Gye-wi with a stern expression.

The Demonic Sect’s dark claws had already reached everywhere.

The Hainan Sword Sect had also suffered a bout of measles because of the Demonic martial arts manuals released by the Demonic Sect.

However, an all-out war with the Demonic Sect was another story.

How long had it been?

“You underestimate us too much.”

Byuk Dae-kyung, who suddenly opened his mouth, filled his glass with alcohol.

“As you said, we are already one family. The Hainan Sword Sect is not so cowardly as to ignore the difficulties of the family.”

Byuk Dae-kyung emptied the drink in front of him in one gulp.

“If it’s a fight with the Demonic Sect, we’ll be even more necessary. The wedding ceremony will proceed as planned. This is what I’m saying as Hwa-ryung’s father. If you say anything different, I’ll call off this wedding.”

Bum Gye-wi muttered to himself at the firm will emanating from Byuk Dae-kyung’s eyes and voice.

“Is the burden increasing…?”

“Huh? What did you just say?”

Byuk Hwa-ryung poked Bum Gye-wi’s side and answered instead.

“He said he likes it too.”

Bum Gye-wi sighed softly.

“Well, it can’t be helped.”

Bum Gye-wi stared at Byuk Hwa-ryung with passionate eyes.

“If my woman wants it.”

“Bum Gaga…”

Byuk Dae-kyung was inwardly dumbfounded by the heat of the two people who seemed like they were about to set up a bridal chamber right in front of him.

What on earth were they doing in front of a father who had been widowed for a long time?

“Ahem. Did I drink too much? I need to get some fresh air for a while.”

Byuk Dae-kyung, who had been shedding embarrassed glances, left the seat with an awkward expression.

Sending off an old daughter to marriage is such a difficult thing.

* * *

Sichuan Chengdu.

Tents temporarily set up to accommodate patients were located everywhere.

Simply setting up pillars and raising the roof with oiled cloth could barely block rain and dew, but no one complained.

Before long, the night deepened, and bonfires rose in various places to ward off the cold.

“The number of patients has decreased quite a bit.”

Dan Ahk-seon nodded with a smile at Hong Jeok-mun’s words, who was counting the number of bonfires around while sitting across the table.

“We were able to reduce the damage because of the quick initial response. It’s all thanks to the heroes of the Beggars’ Sect for helping us.”

“What did we do?”

Hong Jeok-mun, who had been modest, erased his smile and revealed a serious look.

“Now that we seem to have recovered from the damage to some extent, I think we should start looking for future countermeasures.”

Hong Jeok-mun cautiously revealed his thoughts.

“First of all, I’m thinking of starting an investigation centered on the survivors of the Sichuan Tang Family.”

“Will they open their mouths?”

Hong Jeok-mun also sighed with a troubled expression at Dan Ahk-seon’s concern.

“That’s the only way to find a clue about that Subo [hidden master] for now.”

Still, the fact that they had weeded out the threat that might have become an internal enemy in advance was hopeful.

“Now that the Tang Family has collapsed and it has been revealed that the two former family heads were in collusion with the Demonic Sect, they will not be able to remain silent until the end.”

In fact, a considerable number of Tang Family members did not know the details of what the former family heads had done.

Moreover, most of them still regarded the Demonic Sect as an irreconcilable enemy.

Not cooperating with the Beggars’ Sect in the current situation meant betraying the orthodox Murim [martial arts world] and self-inflicting it.

He believed that they would cooperate more actively than anyone else in order to clear themselves of suspicion.

The problem was how much they knew.

“First of all, I’m thinking of focusing on questioning the elders. Also, it is said that the Tang Family martial artists scattered throughout the Central Plains are coming here one after another, so there may be something worth salvaging through them.”

It was a vague expectation, but there was no other way for now.

It was then that Hong Jeok-mun felt a strange feeling.

Dan Ahk-seon’s eyes, staring at the distant sky, were strangely fluctuating.

“What are you thinking so hard about?”

Dan Ahk-seon, who belatedly came to his senses, shook his head with an awkward smile.

“No, it’s nothing.”

“…?”

Dan Ahk-seon sighed softly at Hong Jeok-mun’s still questioning look.

“I think it’s strange anyway.”

“What is it?”

“I’m still concerned about the fact that someone who is the head of the Tang Family directly contacted a key figure in the Demonic Sect.”

“Isn’t that because of his own foolish worries and greed?”

“Or he knew Subo from the beginning.”

“Could it be?”

Hong Jeok-mun widened his eyes.

“Do you mean he might be from the orthodox faction?”

“It’s just one of several hypotheses.”

“Can I ask why you thought so?”

“His expression, eyes, and atmosphere when he mentioned Subo.”

None of them could be direct evidence.

However, the feeling at the time was too strange to dismiss the possibility rashly.

“Hmm.”

Hong Jeok-mun, who had been humming, opened his mouth with a serious expression.

“Then we should investigate that side with the possibility open as well.”

At this time, there was a figure rushing towards the two.

It was Lee Gyeol’s disciple from a nearby branch in charge of contacting the Shinma Merchant Group.

“A letter has arrived from the Hainan Sword Sect.”

“A letter?”

Dan Ahk-seon, who was tilting his head, took the letter handed over by Lee Gyeol’s disciple.

Dan Ahk-seon smiled brightly after confirming the contents.

“I heard that a wedding ceremony will be held at the Hainan Sword Sect in a month.”

“Wedding? Whose?”

“It’s Bum Uncle.”

“…!”

Hong Jeok-mun was startled.

“No, how did that happen?”

“Yes?”

Hong Jeok-mun, who was embarrassed, coughed lowly.

“Th-that’s good news.”

Dan Ahk-seon nodded with a smile.

“I know. That’s really good.”

Dan Ahk-seon got up from his seat and ran somewhere.

It was to deliver the news to Cho Ahk-ryang and Han Seol-hwa.

On the other hand, Hong Jeok-mun was still standing blankly as if he couldn’t believe it, and soon clicked his tongue briefly.

“Tsk tsk.”

Pity flashed in Hong Jeok-mun’s eyes.

Only he knew who that look was for.

A few days later.

Dan Ahk-seon, Cho Ahk-ryang, and Han Seol-hwa boarded a ship heading to Hainan Island.

It was to attend Bum Gye-wi’s wedding ceremony.

“Wow!”

Cho Ahk-ryang approached with a slight smile at Dan Ahk-seon’s appearance, standing at the bow and enjoying the sea breeze with his whole body.

“Come to think of it, this must be your first time on a ship that travels the sea.”

“Yes. I’m getting to ride this kind of ship thanks to Bum Uncle.”

Dan Ahk-seon couldn’t hide his happy expression, putting aside the complicated things for a while.

Han Seol-hwa also approached silently and gave a gentle smile at Dan Ahk-seon’s appearance.

How long had it been?

Dan Ahk-seon murmured quietly, watching the waves crashing against the bow.

“How nice would it be if every day was like today.”

Cho Ahk-ryang and Han Seol-hwa’s eyes met.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to protect Dan Ahk-seon’s wish.

But fate was always cruelly tormenting Dan Ahk-seon.

At this time, Dan Ahk-seon smiled and looked back.

“Let’s all sincerely congratulate them. I hope everyone will be happy at least on that day.”

Cho Ahk-ryang and Han Seol-hwa forced a smile and nodded at Dan Ahk-seon’s sincere words.

He didn’t really want to bless Bum Gye-wi, but if it was for Dan Ahk-seon, he could just close his eyes once.

* * *

A large training hall prepared inside the Hainan Sword Sect.

On top of it, martial artists who had become chojugeom [utterly exhausted] were lying in a mess.

Their appearance, covered in sweat and dust, was so pitiful that they couldn’t bear to look at it.

However, Byuk Hwa-ryung’s face, who was urging them, was full of dissatisfaction.

“What are these guys? How long has it been since we started, and you’re already making a fuss? How are you going to fight the Demonic Sect properly at this rate?”

“Vice Sect Leader.”

Jongli Chu, who barely stood up with trembling legs, looked at Byuk Hwa-ryung with a pitiful expression.

“The wedding is in fifteen days. This is not the time for you to be doing this.”

“That’s what I’m saying! Why are you holding me back like this?”

Byuk Hwa-ryung pointed to the martial artists who were lying down in exhaustion.

“How can I just sit back and watch that?”

About a dozen martial artists who pride themselves on being the elite of the Hainan Sect.

Among them were Byuk Hwa-ryung’s three older brothers.

She wanted to pass on the true meaning of the Thirty-Six Swords of the South Sea, which she had barely obtained, to them.

However, her enthusiasm was too harsh for them.

One of them, lying down, made a tearful face.

“Hwa-ryung. You have a lot to prepare. A bride who has to be careful even of falling leaves is wielding a sword among men before the wedding. How can this be?”

Byuk Pa-young, the eldest, couldn’t stand it and began to appease her.

However, Byuk Hwa-ryung was firm.

“Brother, keep in mind. If this training doesn’t end, I’m not going anywhere. I might even set up a house on this training hall.”

Byuk Hwa-ryung slowly approached and whispered to her brothers.

“Are you really okay with that?”

“…?”

“What if I stay here forever like this? What if I become the sect leader? Can you really handle me?”

“…!”

Byuk Hwa-ryung’s brothers trembled.

Byuk Hwa-ryung smiled brightly at the sight of her brothers getting up without anyone saying anything first.

Eventually, the others reluctantly staggered and raised their bodies.

Jongli Chu, who had a dying face, looked at Jang Cheol-woo, who was standing side by side.

“Hey.”

“…?”

“Do you still have the pokroe [explosive device] you secretly took out last time?”

Jang Cheol-woo frowned without realizing it.

“Crazy bastard. No matter how hard it is, how can you think of using that on the Vice Sect Leader?”

Jongli Chu made a dumbfounded expression.

“Who said I’m aiming for the Vice Sect Leader?”

“Then?”

“I’m going to blow up this training hall. Then we can buy about three days, right?”

“Hmm…”

Jang Cheol-woo was inwardly contemplating, thinking it was a reasonable idea.

“Don’t push my woman too hard like that. You’re sweating.”

“Gaga!”

Byuk Hwa-ryung ran and hugged Bum Gye-wi, who suddenly appeared.

It was an affectionate expression and gesture as if she had never radiated a fierce murderous intent.

“I want to give up everything and be with Gaga, too. But we have to fight the Demonic Sect, so I can’t.”

Jongli Chu and Jang Cheol-woo became serious at Byuk Hwa-ryung’s coquettish, nasal voice.

They had already witnessed quite a few of the two’s lovey-dovey acts because their martial arts skills followed her susin howi [personal guard duty].

Still, they couldn’t get used to it at all.

But as if that wasn’t enough, Bum Gye-wi turned their stomachs.

“But those dullards won’t be able to realize the oeui [ultimate meaning] overnight, will they?”

“Still, they are the best talents of the Hainan Sword Sect. Of course, they won’t be up to Gaga’s standards.”

“Of course not. I’m the one who taught Doctor Dan.”

Bum Gye-wi raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from Byuk Hwa-ryung’s face.

“Oh, Gaga. People are watching…”

“What about it? We’re going to get married soon.”

The two people didn’t care about them and didn’t hesitate to express all kinds of affection.

Byuk Hwa-ryung’s brothers, not to mention Jongli Chu and Jang Cheol-woo, including the martial artists of the Hainan Sect, frowned as if they had seen something they shouldn’t have.

It was better for Byuk Hwa-ryung to be nagging like a Rakshasa [female demon], but she was so unbearable to watch with her short tongue and twisting her whole body.

Jongli Chu sighed and asked Jang Cheol-woo.

“So where’s that pokroe?”

“Are you really going to blow up the training hall?”

“No.”

“…?”

“I’m just going to hold it and die.”

“It might be better to die than to see that alive…”

The two people who met each other’s eyes sighed as if the ground was sinking.