Descent Of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1374

Han Eun-sol took a deep breath.

‘Who is that?’

Choi Yeon-ha had seen him once before, but this was Han Eun-sol’s first time seeing Hong Wang.

The moment Han Eun-sol faced Hong Wang, he felt immediately overwhelmed. It felt like he should drop to his knees and slam his head on the floor right away.

For Han Eun-sol, who lived in modern times, this was an extremely unfamiliar sensation that dominated his entire body.

“Ah…”

It was Choi Yeon-ha’s calm voice that eased Han Eun-sol’s tension.

Choi Yeon-ha bowed her head towards Hong Wang.

“I almost left without properly greeting the landlord. Please understand.”

“Do not worry about it.”

Hong Wang smiled gently.

“Rather, it was an honor to have you stay here. I didn’t want to burden you, so I didn’t even visit you once. I hope you understand.”

“Thank you for your consideration. I was able to rest comfortably thanks to you.”

Choi Yeon-ha also responded to Hong Wang’s smile with a soft smile of her own.

Han Eun-sol swallowed hard.

‘Who the heck is this guy…’

He clearly heard the word ‘landlord.’ If so, this man is the owner of this huge mansion…

‘His presence is definitely no joke.’

Han Eun-sol had met many people so far, but this was the first time he had felt so overwhelmed by someone. Even Kang Jin-ho hadn’t given Han Eun-sol this kind of feeling.

If Kang Jin-ho was the type to subtly draw people in and suppress them, this man had a force that made you feel breathless just by looking at him.

‘But how can this noona [older sister or close female friend] be so confident?’

It was something Han Eun-sol couldn’t understand at all.

It’s not like she leaves her guts in a safe when she goes out…

Whether she knew Han Eun-sol’s thoughts or not, Choi Yeon-ha spoke to Hong Wang with a calm face.

“Should I pay you rent before I leave?”

“Haha, how could that be? The Demon Lord’s…”

“Ah, please don’t use that ‘lover’ or whatever word. It gives me goosebumps.”

“Then what should I say?”

“I’m not that person’s girlfriend, I’m Choi Yeon-ha. Just call me Choi Yeon-ha.”

“Hmm, that’s right. You too are an entity with your own dignity.”

Choi Yeon-ha put her hand to her forehead and shook her head.

This guy is too much like an old man.

“Alright then, Ms. Choi Yeon-ha. If I were to accept money from you, the Demon Lord would probably come running to cut off my head. I don’t have the confidence to handle that.”

“I think you’d be more than capable of handling it.”

“Haha, you shouldn’t deal with a man who wants to show off to a woman.”

Hong Wang waved his hand and stared at Choi Yeon-ha.

“I hope you had a good time.”

“Thanks to you, I rested really well. Thank you for taking us in when we had nowhere to go.”

Noona, you said we were going to a hotel.

Looking at her, that noona is really good at social life.

“We’re going back to Korea now, but if I can visit again next time, I’ll buy you a gift.”

“Hmm, I’ll look forward to it.”

Hong Wang smiled gently and saw them off.

“Then, I hope to see you again.”

“Yes. Goodbye.”

Hong Wang turned around without any regrets.

Choi Yeon-ha, who had been quietly watching Hong Wang’s confident back, sighed softly.

“That was close.”

“Huh? You looked very natural.”

“Dude, I thought I was going to die of nervousness.”

“You were also intimidated by that guy, right? I thought I was going to suffocate.”

“No, it’s not that…”

“Yes?”

Choi Yeon-ha fanned herself with her hand and sighed.

“Doesn’t that guy look like a king?”

“…In what sense?”

“The way he lives in that huge mansion, the way he has so many people under him, the way he looks like someone you can’t mess with… doesn’t he look like a Middle Eastern royal?”

“Now that you mention it…”

He does kind of have that vibe.

No, if he wasn’t wearing Chinese clothing and had a beard and a turban, I would have thought so for sure.

“But why is that?”

“You know how when you meet Middle Eastern royals, they tell you to come in as their thirteenth wife or something?”

“I was worried he was going to propose to you out of the blue.”

Han Eun-sol smiled faintly.

It was something he had realized countless times, but today he realized it again for sure.

This woman is hopeless.

“Get a grip. Does that guy not have eyes?”

“I was worried because he has eyes, you idiot! Would I have worried if he didn’t have eyes?”

Ah, that’s right. I misspoke.

“What’s the point of being pretty if your personality is trash!”

“What’s with you! Back in my day, I used to get twelve confessions a day!”

“Do you think those guys who confessed to you could last three days dating you? You should be bowing to Kang Jin-ho twelve times a day, not getting twelve confessions!”

“What, you little…”

“I’m just saying, from what I see, he seems to have a lot of money and power, and he seems to have everything. Why would someone like that be interested in you? Does he have a death wish!”

“You little brat?”

Choi Yeon-ha grabbed Han Eun-sol’s ear and pulled it.

“Ouch! My ear! Ouch! Ouch!”

“It’s not him who’s going to have a death wish, it’s me who’s going to have a death wish because of you! Come here, you little brat! Let’s have a little showdown today!”

“Ouch, ouch! Noona! The plane, the plane! The plane time!”

“I haven’t even checked in yet! What are you trying to pull!”

Choi Yeon-ha, who had been pulling Han Eun-sol’s ear, chuckled. If Kang Jin-ho hadn’t called, they wouldn’t have been able to joke around like this.

The fact that they could now return to Korea and that Kang Jin-ho was safe made her playful again.

“Let’s stop joking around.”

“Huh? Was that a joke?”

Choi Yeon-ha glared at Han Eun-sol with a strange look. Han Eun-sol subtly turned his head away.

“W-well, the driver is waiting, let’s load the luggage quickly and go to the airport.”

“Don’t think I’ll let you off the hook just because there are a lot of eyes at the airport.”

“You’re like a ghost.”

Han Eun-sol grumbled and started loading the luggage into the car. Choi Yeon-ha still looked at the impressive Chinese-style mansion and pursed her lips.

It was hard to express, but she felt a mix of emotions.

‘I really have a bad relationship with China.’

It’s not like there’s a problem with this country. But whether it’s a bad match with Choi Yeon-ha, every time she comes here, something happens.

“Noona, I’ve loaded everything.”

“Okay. Let’s go.”

Choi Yeon-ha got into the car.

As soon as the door closed, the driver started driving towards the airport without saying a word.

Hong Wang watched the car driving away and smiled faintly.

‘That’s an interesting woman.’

It was the first time he had seen a woman so confident in front of him. At this point, it was questionable whether she was confident or just had a screw loose.

There were women who were arrogant in front of him, believing in their beauty, but most of them lowered their posture the moment they realized that Hong Wang wasn’t particularly interested in that beauty.

However, Choi Yeon-ha did not change her attitude even though she knew that Hong Wang was not charmed by her beauty.

Was it because she had the Demon Lord backing her?

Well, that wouldn’t be it.

If that were the case, she wouldn’t be able to be confident in front of Hong Wang in a place where the Demon Lord wasn’t present.

“They’re a well-matched pair.”

That much he had to admit.

Hong Wang smacked his lips.

Come to think of it, the Demon Lord, Kang Jin-ho, is also a very interesting person. Considering the life he has lived, and considering the legend of the Heavenly Demon Lord, his mind must have gone through a similar amount of time as Hong Wang, but the fact that he can still feel affection for someone is amazing.

Those who have experienced so much and been hurt by so much tend to have dulled emotions. They can get angry, rage, and hate, but it becomes difficult to cherish and love something.

However, Kang Jin-ho still gets angry, loves, grieves, and enjoys even though he has endured such a long life.

‘I envy him.’

That is the proof of being human.

Now, Hong Wang lives with only three things: his obsession with strength and harmony, and his belief in compromise. To him, Kang Jin-ho was an incomprehensible being.

‘Is it because his body is young?’

Or is it because Kang Jin-ho is unique?

One thing is certain.

Those who have transcended humanity and pursued the ultimate nothingness lose many things as a price.

Desire.

Emotion.

Humanity.

And many other things.

You cannot ascend without abandoning them. If you hold onto everything, your feet become too heavy.

Not only that, but the other three kings are the same.

Hok Wang and Chang Wang can hardly be called human anymore. No, if you only consider that, they are even worse than Hong Wang.

But the Demon Lord is not.

Kang Jin-ho walked into this realm while still being human. He did what no one had thought possible until now without any difficulty.

While still being human, without abandoning anything he should have as a human.

Of course, that standard is based on Hong Wang’s standards.

That’s why he can meet someone like that.

Hong Wang laughed softly.

‘Become stronger, Demon Lord.’

The long stagnation, the long confrontation.

With the appearance of the Demon Lord, the stagnation collapsed, and the confrontation began to crack.

The balance that had maintained the world began to shake, and those who had been watching each other for a long time began to polish their rusty weapons.

Soon, this world will be swept away by the waves of war.

Kang Jin-ho brought about all those changes.

Just like a pebble thrown into a perfectly balanced lake creates ripples that cover the entire lake, a small being called Kang Jin-ho is shaking the world.

Hong Wang sensed it.

The stronger Kang Jin-ho becomes, the stronger he will become as well.

Hong Wang let out a low laugh and turned around.

But then, with a strange look on his face, he turned his head and looked at the black van driving away.

“That’s a shame.”

If she wasn’t Kang Jin-ho’s girlfriend, he might have been a little more interested in her.

“How meddlesome.”

Hong Wang chuckled and slowly walked inside.

“…Ugh, man. I suddenly got chills.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know. I suddenly got a chill all over.”

Choi Yeon-ha rubbed her arms and turned her head back.

“Why are you looking behind you?”

“I don’t know either.”

“…Noona, you know you’re really weird sometimes, right?”

“Should I make you weird every day?”

“I’ll shut my mouth.”

“You should shut it beforehand, Eun-sol. The world would be so much easier if you shut it beforehand, but you make the world so hard to live in. Right?”

“Noona lives too easily… Ugh! Ugh!”

Choi Yeon-ha grabbed Han Eun-sol’s lips tightly and pulled them.

“Do you like ducks? When you do a duck cosplay for Halloween, I can make it so you don’t need a beak, you know?”

“I…apologize.”

“Tsk.”

Choi Yeon-ha, who had released Han Eun-sol’s mouth, crossed her arms and leaned back in her seat.

“Tell him to step on it. I feel strangely uneasy. I need to escape China quickly.”

“Yes.”

While Han Eun-sol was talking to the driver, Choi Yeon-ha subtly turned her head and looked out the car window.

‘I really don’t get along with China.’

That’s why people say ‘my country, my country.’

‘But I’m going back to Korea now.’