Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 960

Sam Murray stared at the plane taxiing onto the runway, his face grim.

‘Is that it?’

It probably was. He had already confirmed that it would be landing on that runway.

‘Night Wiggins.’

No, he wasn’t a Night anymore. [A ‘Night’ is a high-ranking member of the Round Table, a powerful organization.]

Then what should he call him? Mr. Wiggins?

Sam Murray gave a wry smile.

The title didn’t matter. It was awkward to call someone who had been called Night by a different name, but it wasn’t as awkward as the situation they were in now.

‘I have to work with Wiggins.’

How did things get to this point?

Wiggins was a traitor to the Round Table.

Normally, even contacting him would have been unthinkable.

The Round Table’s basic principle was that traitors were not tolerated.

Even though Sam Murray wasn’t officially a member of the Round Table, his code of conduct was based on theirs.

Yet, not only was he colluding with a traitor, but he also had to help him safely leave the airport. The irony was absurd.

But what could he do?

‘Damn Night Levo.’

If Night Levo hadn’t restrained the Master and staged a coup, he wouldn’t have even considered doing something this crazy.

No, it wasn’t even a coup. All the procedures were done legitimately.

Even if his intentions were impure, Night Levo had restrained the Master with the Round Table’s consent. It meant that the Round Table had decided to restrain the Master and take away his position.

Which meant…

‘I’m betraying the Round Table right now.’

Sam Murray bit his lip.

This was a dilemma.

Their principle was to follow the Master’s orders. Their top priority was to ensure the Master’s safety. What they had to do now was rescue the Master.

But the Master would clearly not welcome Sam coming to save him. Even a bad law was still a law. He would think that even if the Round Table was going to kill him, he had to accept it if it was the Round Table’s decision through a legitimate vote.

Then what should they do?

If the Master’s safety and his will conflicted, what choice should they make?

Sam Murray couldn’t escape this dilemma. He couldn’t make a decision, so he couldn’t move. It was Wiggins who reached out to Sam.

“You want to save the Master, don’t you?”

‘A viper.’

When Wiggins was a Night in the past, he had no idea that he had this side to him.

He thought he was brilliant, but he never imagined that his brilliance would be used to exploit people’s weaknesses like this.

It was an offer he couldn’t refuse.

It was impossible to rescue the Master, who was restrained by the Round Table, with their power alone. They hadn’t even figured out a direction, and even if they did, they didn’t have the ability to execute it.

‘And Night Wiggins is definitely capable.’

Wasn’t he the one the Master had chosen as his successor? To doubt Wiggins was to doubt the Master’s choice. For Sam, that was the ultimate blasphemy.

“Chief, the plane has landed.”

“Move it to the hangar before unloading.”

“Yes.”

As he slowly moved towards the hangar, Sam’s mind was a mess.

‘Is this really the right thing to do?’

He couldn’t help but worry.

Rescuing them while opposing the Round Table, even though the Master didn’t want it. It was something he shouldn’t do logically. But the reason Sam was worried was that this was the only chance to rescue the Master.

‘It’s impossible alone.’

If the Master remained restrained and Night Levo took the position of the new Master, Night Levo would surely remove the Master’s mana. [Mana is a form of magical energy.]

Then the Master would lose his power.

After that, he would have no choice but to live like a puppet under Night Levo’s watch for the rest of his life.

Even if that was the ending the Master wanted, Sam could never accept that ending. Even if it meant betraying both the Round Table and the Master.

‘I won’t hesitate anymore.’

Sam bit his lip.

The conclusion was made.

Now, he could only hope that Wiggins had prepared everything perfectly.

‘He’s capable of that.’

The Round Table was great.

But Night was also a great man.

Wiggins, who was the most outstanding Night, would also be great.

“Close the doors!”

“Yes!”

The hangar doors slowly closed.

Even though the Master was absent, he could still wield this much power. It would have been impossible if this wasn’t England, but England was the Master’s territory.

Even though a new Night had been elected, he hadn’t completely taken over England yet. That was how deep Night Wiggins’ shadow was, and how strong the Master’s influence was.

It would be difficult to get through airport security without any problems, but bringing a cargo plane into the hangar like this was nothing.

The plane entered the hangar, and the doors closed.

“Open it!”

The front of the plane slowly began to open.

Sam watched with tense eyes. Wiggins was inside. And there would be those that Wiggins had brought to overthrow the Round Table.

His lips were parched.

‘It’s no different from treason.’

Of course, the Round Table wasn’t an entity that deserved the same loyalty as a country, but it was impossible to completely remove even a shred of guilt.

And at that moment, a familiar figure jumped out of the plane through the open door.

‘Wiggins.’

His appearance had changed a bit, but it was definitely Wiggins. Sam swallowed hard and walked towards Wiggins.

Wiggins, who was looking around, spotted him and approached. Then, he smiled and extended his hand.

“Long time no see.”

“I’ll pass on the handshake.”

The extended hand awkwardly returned.

Wiggins clicked his tongue and opened his mouth.

“You’re quite cold.”

“Don’t forget, Night. No, Mr. Wiggins. We’re only helping you because we have the same goal. Don’t think that we’re emotionally on your side.”

“I know.”

Wiggins smiled gently.

In words, Sam was pushing Wiggins, but when Wiggins acted so smoothly, it felt like he was a child throwing a tantrum at an adult.

Slightly annoyed, Sam frowned and opened his mouth.

“I’ll pass on the reunion greetings. More importantly, how will the additional troops enter the country?”

“Additional troops?”

“Aren’t there additional troops?”

Wiggins smiled gently.

“You seem to be misunderstanding something, Murray. This is all the troops we have.”

“…Did I hear you wrong?”

“I’m sure you heard correctly. This is all the troops we have.”

Sam looked at the people getting off the plane with shaking eyes.

‘Isn’t that barely over a hundred people?’

With this many people, they were going to attack the Round Table?

“…It seems like there’s a new effective medicine in the East. It would be nice to share that.”

“Unfortunately, Korea is a clean zone when it comes to drugs. Unlike here.”

“So, someone who isn’t on drugs is saying that he’s going to attack the Round Table with only a hundred people? Mr. Wiggins, is the place I’m supposed to guide you to the Round Table? Not a good mental hospital?”

“Unfortunately, I’m completely sane right now.”

Sam bit his lip.

If someone who didn’t know what the Round Table was like said this, he would have laughed.

But Wiggins knew the Round Table better than anyone here.

He was a Night of the Round Table, wasn’t he?

He knew how much power the Round Table had and how perfect its system was. And yet, he was doing something so absurd?

How was he supposed to accept this fact?

“Mr. Wiggins, what on earth are you thinking?”

“It’s very simple. Rescue the Master. Cut off Night Levo’s head. Return the stabilized Round Table to the Master.”

“Are you serious?”

“It could be a lie. Since you wouldn’t believe me even if I was serious, why bother asking pointless questions?”

Wiggins smiled gently.

“You’re right. We’re people moving towards the same goal. That’s enough. If you just help us move to the Round Table without any problems, you’ll be able to see the results with your own eyes. You have nothing to lose anyway.”

That wasn’t wrong.

But there was still something bothering him.

“But unless I fully confirm your strength, I can’t guide you to the Round Table. If we carelessly provoke them, the Master could be in danger.”

“That won’t happen.”

Wiggins shook his head firmly.

“And you keep misunderstanding, but I came with enough power to sweep the Round Table.”

“Are you making fun of me?”

“Do I look like I’m joking?”

Sam closed his mouth at Wiggins’ calm voice. Wiggins still had the dignity he had when he was a Night. No, it was even more so than before…

“Sometimes, a perfect minority is better than a clumsy majority. You know that, don’t you?”

“Of course, but…”

“Ah, he’s coming out.”

Wiggins interrupted Sam and turned his head.

Wiggins’ gaze was directed at the plane. Naturally, Sam had no choice but to follow Wiggins’ gaze.

“Don’t forget this sight.”

“Yes?”

“There will definitely come a time when the fact that you faced him directly will be your pride. So, don’t miss any of his actions. If you just open your mouth at a pub for warriors, you’ll get free beer for life.”

What was he talking about?

At that moment, a man jumped out of the plane.

Sam’s gaze followed him.

And then he realized what Wiggins was talking about.

The reason the Master created them wasn’t just to use them as his personal guards. He wanted tools that could handle confidential matters that even the Round Table couldn’t do, and sometimes even things that went against ethics, decisively and cleanly.

Because of that, Sam had seen countless figures and powerful people.

That’s why he could tell.

That young man.

How dangerous that young man, who was walking slowly this way with an indifferent expression, was.

He was overwhelmed.

He felt like his soul was being overwhelmed just by looking at a small Asian man who wasn’t even emitting any aura.

“That…”

The slightly opened mouth closed again.

‘That person…’

He could guess who that person was.

He only knew the information and heard the rumors, but as far as he knew, there was only one person in the General Assembly who could exude this much presence.

“Let me introduce you. My Lord, the Chairman of the General Assembly.”

Kang Jin-ho.

The owner of that name, which had now become a legend in East Asia.

Sam looked at Kang Jin-ho with trembling eyes.

Maybe…

Maybe they really did come with enough power.

Just like Wiggins said.