Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1517

“Can’t you do it right, you little punk?”

“Ugh… Ugh…”

“Oh, you’re falling behind? You little shit!”

Seong Ju-chan kicked Jeong Myeong-cheol’s butt. Jeong Myeong-cheol collapsed on the spot.

“Ha, this guy really wants to die…”

“N-No, I’m trying hard… Ugh, ugh, ugh!”

Jeong Myeong-cheol started throwing up, and Seong Ju-chan recoiled in horror.

“Hey, you little shit, are you spilling that crap in the sacred training grounds? You, you little punk. You wanna eat all that up, huh?”

“I-I’m sorry.”

“Sorry, my ass… Run, you little shit. You still have ten laps left. You better finish them all.”

“M-My legs…”

“Crawl if you have to! You’re in for it today. I knew this would happen, so I left the store to the manager. You’re gonna die with me today, or live with me today.”

“Ugh, I really can’t anymore…”

“You really wanna die?”

Seong Ju-chan struck Jeong Myeong-cheol with the bamboo sword he was holding. The bamboo sword, which had been loosened beforehand, made a tremendous sound, but the impact was surprisingly not that great.

However, Jeong Myeong-cheol trembled as if he couldn’t handle even that much impact.

“Get up, you little shit. Before I kill you.”

Jeong Myeong-cheol pushed himself up with trembling hands. Jeong Myeong-cheol, who had forced himself up, started running, staggering with a vacant look on his face.

Seong Ju-chan followed behind him with a devilish look on his face.

The store owners, who were watching the scene from afar, began to mutter to themselves.

But there was no sense of relief in their words.

“Ah, shit. I feel like I’m gonna throw up.”

“Which crazy bastard came up with this idea? Wow, I’m going crazy.”

“He’s gonna die. He’s really gonna die.” The store owners all turned their eyes away as if they had seen something they shouldn’t have.

It was inevitable.

Watching that scene was a traumatic experience.

“Which bastard said to make that guy do the Assembly initiation? Is he even human?”

“Satan would cry.”

“Wow, this is a bit much.”

Everyone here was from the Assembly, but they weren’t born into the Assembly.

The Assembly is basically a union of many martial arts sects. Until they reach a certain age and a certain level, they train within their master or sect, and then join the Assembly around the time they become adults.

Of course, naturally…

Young martial artists of that age have their pride piercing the sky, are fearless, and are usually arrogant, thinking that no one can stop them from doing whatever they want.

That’s why this initiation ceremony was created.

It’s a process of taking martial artists who have the physical strength to easily surpass most athletes, and literally putting them through hell, tormenting them, and beating them until they feel like they’d rather die, to turn them into sound and useful martial artists.

That’s the Assembly’s initiation ceremony.

In other words, it meant that Jeong Myeong-cheol was now going through the hellish process of reforming martial artists who had nothing to fear in the world.

“Ugh, I came to see a comedy movie, but it feels like I’m watching a horror movie.”

“Do I have to see this even after leaving the Assembly? I didn’t want to see the juniors go through this.”

This was almost like human remodeling.

In fact, what to do with Jeong Myeong-cheol was a big problem.

If they beat him up according to their temper, he wouldn’t last ten minutes and would die, but if they beat him up appropriately, they didn’t know what the appropriate level was.

There was an opinion to beat him up thoroughly without leaving any aftereffects, but everyone had to shut their mouths at the thought of what would happen if he went into shock and died.

“Shit, we can’t even teach him martial arts before beating him up.”

“Having to worry about the guy we’re beating up, that’s something that can’t happen in the Assembly.”

“Living as a normal person is really hard. Wow, are there so many problems with everything?”

Then the word ‘initiation ceremony’ came up.

At first, everyone was horrified, but soon they had no choice but to accept that it was the best way. From the beginning, the Assembly’s initiation ceremony was a process created for human remodeling, so it was the optimal process for reforming Jeong Myeong-cheol.

Of course, they couldn’t do it as it was, so they had to nerf it a bit.

Thud.

They saw Jeong Myeong-cheol, who had finished running around the training grounds, collapse on the floor.

“Wow, it’s starting.”

“Seong Ju-chan is in his element. That guy, is he gonna get rehired by the Assembly as an initiation ceremony specialist?”

“Who would hire him?”

“Look at what he’s doing. If it were me, I’d rehire him as a special recruit.”

Seong Ju-chan grabbed Jeong Myeong-cheol’s hair and started cursing into his ear.

“Get up, you maggot! I’ve taught countless people, but I’ve never seen such an incompetent piece of trash like you. A man collapsing after running a hundred laps around the training grounds? Even a cockroach has better stamina than you. Aren’t you getting up?”

Everyone turned their eyes away with horrified expressions. Those who haven’t experienced it wouldn’t know.

Basically, those who have completed excessive training usually have a sense of relief and a subtle sense of accomplishment that it’s over. However, the Assembly’s initiation ceremony is focused on shattering that sense of relief and accomplishment.

Of course.

From the beginning, this whole process is to make a rookie martial artist, who has rarely lost in life and is full of arrogance, realize how insignificant, weak, and trashy they are.

Just beating them up takes a long time.

The best results come when appropriate physical education (?) and mental education are combined.

“You’re gonna keep lying there? Fine, do as you please. From now on, it’s mealtime. Go over there and eat within 5 minutes. I’m telling you clearly. It’s exactly 5 minutes. If 5 minutes pass, there will be nothing for you to eat.”

Jeong Myeong-cheol trembled and got up.

No appetite because he was rolled around too much?

That’s nonsense.

His body was screaming in crisis. If he didn’t eat, he really wouldn’t be able to hold on. He wouldn’t die from being beaten, but from starvation.

He staggered and began to move with difficulty to the place Seong Ju-chan pointed to. Seong Ju-chan stuck close to his side and started cursing behind him.

“Run, you bug! Are your legs stuck to the ground? You dared to whine about being wronged with that kind of skill? Why don’t you whine one more time? Let’s see what goes into that mouth of yours!”

The store owners looked at Seong Ju-chan with subtle gazes.

“Isn’t his shift over? Why isn’t that guy changing?”

“He seems to be enjoying it now?”

“He found his calling. That crazy bastard. What’s he doing as a cafe owner?”

Deep sighs escaped from the store owners’ mouths.

Kang Jin-ho, who was watching what was happening in the training grounds through the window, turned to Lee Hyun-soo with a subtle gaze.

“That…”

“Yes.”

“Initiation ceremony?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever done anything like that?”

“You, the Assembly Head, doing an initiation ceremony?”

“Who would be the instructor? Is there any crazy bastard who would say it’s okay to have a shoe shoved in their mouth?”

“I don’t wear shoes often.”

“Then sneakers will be shoved in. Sounds delicious.”

Kang Jin-ho looked at the training grounds again with a fresh look.

‘It’s kind of like a military obstacle course…’

Increasing the intensity greatly, increasing the training time greatly, and then attaching an instructor that wouldn’t exist in the modern military… No, no. With these conditions, it can’t be called an obstacle course.

Anyway.

“Is that still going on?”

“Yes, it is.”

Kang Jin-ho frowned.

“It’s a bit old-fashioned…”

“It’s not only old-fashioned, but it’s also a violation of human rights, a bad habit, and a problem. It’s a terrible thing to do.”

Kang Jin-ho looked at Lee Hyun-soo with a questioning look.

If you know that, why don’t you get rid of it?

Lee Hyun-soo chuckled.

“It means that the martial artists are that rough. To be honest, these guys aren’t human. If those guys start acting up thinking they’re so great, someone will die.”

“Yo o.”

“M”.•

When the Assembly and the Yeongnam Association were first created, there were frequent deaths due to clashes between newcomers and existing members.

Even if it didn’t lead to death, it wasn’t even gossip when a newcomer was gang-raped and left on the verge of death.

It was through that experience that the evil practice of the initiation ceremony came about.

“This is nothing. What they do to real martial artists is much worse. And the old Yeongnam Association was much worse than the Assembly.”

Kang Jin-ho frowned slightly.

“Do they have to go that far to understand?”

“I’m thinking of trying to find another way. Honestly, it’s not a pretty sight.”

“u 으 ”

It didn’t matter that Jeong Myeong-cheol was suffering.

However, Kang Jin-ho felt uneasy at the thought of the newcomers who didn’t know anything going through that.

“Wouldn’t they understand if we talked to them?”

“…That’s because it’s you, Assembly Head. And what you say, is that just words?”

“Huh?”

“It’s like you’re omitting ‘If you don’t listen to what I say, think about where your head will be attached and answer.’ You can’t persuade anyone with that. Everyone does it.”

Kang Jin-ho couldn’t find a suitable excuse.

“Anyway, I’ll think about that part. So…”

Lee Hyun-soo smiled as he looked out the window.

“For now, let’s watch that guy become a human.”

“Hmm.”

Kang Jin-ho, who looked out the window, had a slightly disgusted look on his face.

Jeong Myeong-cheol, who had almost crawled to the shade, was shoveling food into his mouth with his hands, and three people were surrounding him and cursing at him.

‘It’s better to get beaten.’

Kang Jin-ho felt a chill down his spine as he imagined himself in that situation.

“What about Tae-kwang?”

“That guy doesn’t seem to be ordinary either. It’s been two days, and there’s no reaction. I heard that it’s nothing for him to sleep for three days.”

“That kind of guy is a president?”

“He’s a third-generation chaebol [a wealthy family heir]. The problem with gold spoons is that they think they’re great, but in reality, their subordinates do all the work and clean up the mess. Isn’t it the same now?”

Kang Jin-ho nodded.

“So, what I’m saying is…”

“Hmm?”

“Isn’t it better to help that guy who took the blame and got in, the manager or team leader?”

“Huh?”

Kang Jin-ho looked surprised.

“Ah, no, well, he’s innocent… I feel sorry for him.”

“Wow, you’re saying you feel sorry for someone.”

Lee Hyun-soo’s face contorted.

“Do you think I’m not human?”

“You’re close.”

“…I shouldn’t have said anything.”

Lee Hyun-soo sighed deeply.

“Anyway, I’ll do that.”

Kang Jin-ho nodded. There was no particular reason to take care of him, but if they left him alone, he would probably suffer and be abandoned.

It wouldn’t be bad to help him a little, thinking of it as helping a neighbor in need.

Kang Jin-ho glanced down.

He could see at a glance the overturned food tray and Jeong Myeong-cheol’s head buried in the floor.

“Did he go to the military?”

“Would he have?”

“…It’ll be harder for him.”

“It’s okay. There have been kids who died in accidents during obstacle courses, but there have never been kids who died from being tired. It’s almost like a free PD [personal development]. This kind of thing should originally cost money, but we’re feeding him and making him healthy. It’s volunteer work, volunteer work.”

Does Lee Hyun-soo really have a personality?

Kang Jin-ho was plagued by a new question.