Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 381

The Three Kings’ Disciple-382 (382/525)

Volume 16, Chapter 7

382

-You understand?

Blood Demon, Yi Rown.

And Yi Rown of Dank is the same person.

It was indeed curious how Yi Rown, who was a player, survived, became a Blood Demon, and became a martial artist.

But what was truly important to them was not that.

-This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Decades of time dominated by the invaded world.

Among that time, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had now arrived.

-…….

There was no need to write a novel.

This was a clear fact.

-What should we do?

They decided to accept the unbelievable reality.

They would bet everything on this one chance.

The starting point was.

-Let’s start with an interview.

It was Kim Tae-seok of Taeseok Daily.

A small media company, not a major one, but a media company with a solid subscriber base.

A media company that dealt with news and minor information about players.

But within that seemingly minor information, the liberation army, including the Qing Army, communicated through coded messages.

“…….”

After the prepared interview was over, Kim Tae-seok had a blank look on his face.

“Is it over?”

Kim Tae-seok couldn’t answer for a long time, even at Yi Rown’s words.

He quietly approached Yi Rown.

“You’ve worked hard.”

His voice seemed to contain many things.

“Really… you’ve worked so hard.”

The content of the interview with Kim Tae-seok was simple and calm.

Just the life that Yi Rown of Dank had lived.

-Saebom Orphanage.

From that fierce life, how he became the Blood Demon.

Of course, there was no mention of the Three Kings or the Chaos.

It was just a story that he thought he had really died at the Mount Hua corpse disposal site and had encountered a fortuitous encounter.

“Really….”

Even with just that, Kim Tae-seok was like this.

“Huu.”

Lee Shin-woo, who was with him, turned his head.

It must have been the first time he had heard Yi Rown’s story like this.

“You’ve worked hard.”

“You’ve worked hard.”

He looked like he was about to shed tears right away.

But Yi Rown was just calm.

It wasn’t that he was denying or ignoring the past, but it was a story that felt so far away now.

“There are quite a few blank spaces in the story.”

Kim Tae-seok said.

“But I’ll figure something out.”

An unavoidable blank space created because he couldn’t talk about the Three Kings or the Chaos.

“Then when should we publish it?”

He asked about the timing of the interview’s release.

“When the time is right.”

“I will keep that in mind. I will keep this story to myself until then.”

“For now.”

Yi Rown said.

“Let’s start by talking about Mount Hua.”

Many people were interested in Mount Hua.

They were the de facto rulers of South Korea.

But no one had ever said anything negative about Mount Hua anywhere.

The starting point.

Gulp.

It would be Taeseok Daily.

“There’s no need to start with a story from the distant past. Right now, the massacre that happened in Haenam was Mount Hua’s doing.”

“Is that, really true?”

At that moment, a shadow, Ha Se-min, who had approached unnoticed, handed over a bundle of documents.

Kim Tae-seok opened it.

“……!”

It was evidence and photos of the massacre that Mount Hua had committed.

“How….”

Since everything was under Mount Hua’s control, it was practically impossible to obtain such evidence.

“I never thought I’d get my hands on something like this.”

The clear evidence was something that Kim Tae-seok had obtained for the first time.

“It’s too early to be happy with just that.”

Yi Rown narrowed his languid eyes even more.

“There are countless more.”

“……!”

“I’ll keep delivering them to you when the time comes.”

Hard-to-obtain materials.

There was an endless pile of evidence that clearly revealed Mount Hua’s atrocities.

Therefore.

“…….”

Kim Tae-seok couldn’t open his mouth.

Because he knew that it was not something he could be purely happy about.

It was then.

Creak.

Through the opening door, people who looked extraordinary at a glance entered.

“It’s going to be dangerous from the moment you start talking about Mount Hua’s affairs.”

Yi Rown said as he put on his coat.

“The Red Demon Corps will protect you, so cooperate.”

Those who were raised in the Blood King’s Castle.

A new generation that had grown rapidly after Yi Rown became the Blood Demon and finally left the Blood King’s Castle.

“The new office and servers for Taeseok Daily are ready.”

Ha Se-min said, standing in front of Kim Tae-seok.

“We’ve also found houses for your family and employees, so you can head there.”

From now on, it was truly the beginning.

It was a point where they had to take care of the safety of those who were revealing themselves.

“Thank you.”

Kim Tae-seok bowed and left the room.

* * *

In the training ground, the Ghost Demon Corps and the players were sparring.

The Ghost Demon Corps, along with the Red Demon Corps, were also martial artists who had just left the Blood King’s Castle.

Their level was at the peak.

In the current era, martial artists at the peak are considered strong, but not considered masters.

An era where martial artists easily reach the Hwagyung realm [a high level of martial arts mastery] through the Ghost Soul Pill.

Tap!

But the new generation of the Blood Cult, including the Red Demon Corps and the Ghost Demon Corps, were different.

At the peak.

Taat!

They were not at the peak.

The ever-present restriction, the moment they released that restriction, their inner strength and physical abilities would be amplified several times.

Also, even without releasing the restriction.

Tap!

They could compete with ranker players at the Hwagyung level.

The true martial artists that only the Nine Great Sects and the Five Great Families possessed.

No, they were even more advanced martial artists than that.

“It’s an overestimation from the start.”

Yi Rown said.

The electronic cigarette in his hand.

-It will help you a little.

It was a last resort to overcome the increasing drowsiness since the Chaos had fully awakened.

A poison created by combining the poison of the Tang family and what he had learned.

“…….”

It was a deadly poison that, if anyone other than Yi Rown inhaled even a single puff, they would immediately turn into a puddle of blood and scatter.

“In the past, the true martial artists of Eun’s realm were not divided in this way.”

Yi Rown said.

“There are various criteria such as the amount of inner strength, the manifestation of strong energy, but it’s different from the martial artists of today.”

What Yi Rown knew was the era of the past Eun [a historical period or kingdom].

The era when the Martial King was alive, and Eun was at its most prosperous under the Martial King.

“In fact, it’s right to consider them one step, no, two steps below.”

Hwagyung is the peak.

Only when they reach the Hyunkyung level….

“They can be called true Hwagyung.”

Those who have reached harmony and can fully manifest their techniques.

Those who can manifest strong energy, not just barely producing it, and completely integrate it into their techniques.

That’s how it was in the past.

But in the secluded world, many sects had to establish their own standards.

“When the door opened and they revealed themselves, they couldn’t be made to kneel.”

When the doors of the world opened and they gathered again, their power could not be underestimated.

That’s why the standards collapsed.

“Those are the true peak martial artists.”

The Ghost Demon Corps, who were competing equally with the rankers and showing more than that.

They were the true masters who could be called the peak.

“Huu.”

They would not kneel before the Hwagyung masters of other sects, and in some ways, they would overwhelm them.

Even if they were called true martial artists, they could not easily predict victory against the Ghost Demon Corps.

And.

“They will become stronger over time.”

If they were given more time, those who had learned the truth and built upon it would become even stronger and more solid rocks.

That was the power that the current Blood Cult possessed.

“Why are you talking about that?”

Lee Shin-woo, who was sitting next to him, said, watching the fight between the players and the Ghost Demon Corps, which was already coming to an end.

“And that is….”

Yi Rown said again, exhaling smoke.

“It’s the same for the players.”

* * *

Mount Hua, a desperate revenge against them.

-Can’t you be a spark of hope?

A request from Lee Shin-woo, his only remaining blood relative.

For those things.

“Players.”

The key was the players.

It was a great thing for a martial artist to bring down Mount Hua.

But that alone was not enough.

‘Slaves.’

Mount Hua had to be brought down by the hands of the players, whom they considered slaves, less than the dogs they raised.

To do that.

“You know it too, right?”

The players were the most important.

“The Unknown, you saw them.”

The Unknowns, who had properly shown their faces for the first time in this Eunha War.

They were players, and it was said that only high rankers could face the masters of the Hyunkyung realm, but they were equal, no, they overwhelmed them.

There were masters of that level, but there had never been a player who had not made it onto the rankers list.

A world where one could barely become a ranker with all the help, time, support, and everything else.

Their existence was definitely heterogeneous.

“No.”

Yi Rown said.

“You’ve known it since before that.”

Players.

“It’s true that the level of martial artists is being overestimated.”

The martial artists of the current era, who are overestimating their realms and packaging themselves as great masters.

If they were placed in the era of the past Martial King, they would not survive for long.

“But what about the players?”

Yi Rown said.

“How is the level of players determined?”

At Yi Rown’s question, Lee Shin-woo said.

“Level.”

“That’s right.”

Players are different from martial artists.

There were absolute numerical values called levels, absolute numerical values called stats, and things that were clearly visible called skills.

With that, their strength and level could be determined.

Clarity.

“That’s an unchanging truth.”

The two brothers were inside the Blood King’s Castle.

The Blood King’s Castle, which was developing dazzlingly.

The world seemed to be growing and developing even more.

“Levels, stats, and skills tell the strength of players in visible numbers.”

The place they entered was the inner sanctum of the Blood King’s Castle.

It was the Blood Demon Hall, considered the most important place in the Blood King’s Castle.

“Have you arrived?”

Kang Han-cheol and others greeted them and stepped aside.

Kang Han-cheol, who had taken the position of the Blood Cult Lord in place of Yi Rown, who was away every day, was managing and cleaning the Blood Demon Hall.

“You can deceive the level or numbers on the surface, but you can’t deceive the truth.”

Yi Rown said.

“Level 1 to 30 is third-rate, 30 to 50 is second-rate….”

The standards that were divided by comparing players to martial artists.

“You already know that’s wrong, right?”

At Yi Rown’s words, Lee Shin-woo stopped and nodded.

They moved again and were heading down to the basement of the Blood Demon Hall.

“It’s common for a third-rate player to fight against third-rate martial artists. What about second-rate players?”

From that point on, the gap began to widen.

The players were at a disadvantage.

“Everyone says that the reason why players lose is because they lack the same experience, training, and practice time as martial artists. Well, that’s true.”

But.

“From the start, the realm of martial artists itself is wrong, so is it right to compare it?”

Yi Rown said.

“And….”

They had already entered the basement of the Blood Demon Hall, the Blood Demon Secret Cave.

“The rankers who are called strong players.”

At one time, Yi Rown was a ranker who dreamed of becoming a high ranker.

“Who decides the rankers?”

That was.

“The Association.”

The Player Association.

“And behind that is the Hui.”

In other words, what Yi Rown wanted to say was this.

“Are you saying that everything is wrong from the beginning?”

At Lee Shin-woo’s question.

“That’s right.”

Yi Rown answered without hesitation.

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