Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 111

“You… just who are you…?”

Awakened, Oh Jin-kyung looked at Lee Ro-woon with wavering eyes and asked.

Memories floated up like blurry afterimages.

Yet, one scene was crystal clear to him.

‘The back that protected me.’

Lee Ro-woon had protected him and had defeated Qing Renyu, who was emitting a demonic energy that could be called a great evil.

“Jeonjin…”

Barely half-risen, Oh Jin-kyung muttered to himself.

He knew the rumors about Eunha.

That they were one of the descendants of the legendary sect of the past, Jeonjin [a historical Taoist sect].

But he didn’t believe it, and even if he did, it didn’t matter.

He thought that the current Eunha had grown to an extent that could not be compared to the Eunha of the past.

“Did Jeonjin come to subdue the demonic energy?”

Oh Jin-kyung’s question.

Lee Ro-woon finally looked at him and approached.

‘They didn’t see it.’

Oh Jin-kyung and Hainan, they hadn’t seen the Blood Demon God of Domuseong.

Because their vision was blocked by the storm of black demonic energy and the barrier created by Lee Ro-woon.

So, what Oh Jin-kyung was asking about was the power that had defeated Hwasan.

“Jeonjin, is it.”

Lee Ro-woon approached him, looking down as he spoke.

Languid eyes.

“Is that important?”

Their owner speaks.

“What is it that you desire right now?”

They were still under the influence of the Blood Demon Labyrinth.

Oh Jin-kyung’s eyes, which had gradually become firm, became hazy again.

Oh Jin-kyung, who was even injured by Qing Renyu’s attack, could never overcome that power.

“Hwasan…”

Oh Jin-kyung said clearly within his hazy eyes.

“Revenge against Hwasan.”

The owner of the languid eyes smiles.

“Good.”

Lee Ro-woon reached out his hand towards him.

“I will help you with that revenge.”

“……!”

“Just remember that.”

Looking at Lee Ro-woon’s hand reaching out to him, Oh Jin-kyung moved cautiously.

“What will you give in return?”

Squeeze.

Finally, the two hands grasped each other.

“Hainan…”

Oh Jin-kyung regained a small amount of clarity in his hazy eyes.

“No. I will offer you Great Sword Oh Jin-kyung.”

Indeed, even at this moment, he did not abandon his loyalty to Hainan.

But that was why Lee Ro-woon liked him even more.

“Wait for the time of revenge and do what you have to do. Then you will be able to achieve what you want.”

At those words, Oh Jin-kyung nodded.

The other members of the Great Sword Corps.

They were no different.

Within the Blood Demon Labyrinth, they had seen it.

‘Power.’

A power like a god that they should worship.

They had seen the end of martial arts that they had so desperately desired, or at least a fragment of it.

What the Blood Demon Labyrinth had stimulated was.

“You will achieve what you desire.”

The desire of a martial artist.

And the gate was captured.

***

The capture of the S-class gate in Gyeonggi-do, which had caused a stir in the world.

They used the name of a joint capture, but few were unaware that the truth was a competitive capture.

And finally, after a long wait, the results came out.

Swoosh.

The first ones to come out through the opened gate.

They were the main characters of the capture.

The gate finally reopened.

Gulp.

Those who had been waiting, unable to hide their tension, simultaneously raised their cameras.

“Is it Hwasan…”

They all had similar expectations.

“Or Hainan.”

Hwasan and Hainan.

The expectation that the main character would be born from one of the two.

The situation was more likely to be Hwasan, Hwasan was the undeniable ruler of South Korea and the nobles of Eun.

The power they possessed was something that South Korea knew better than anyone else.

‘That day.’

The day when the nation of South Korea was occupied by Eun.

Those who had imprinted that immense power and indescribable fear on South Korea.

‘Twenty-four people.’

Only twenty-four martial artists had occupied South Korea.

They had neutralized all the player guilds that opposed Eun, occupied the military single-handedly, and one had gathered the national power holders and held a sword to them.

The fear of that day remained in the hearts of everyone in South Korea like a brand.

That was why they had no choice but to accept the existence of Hwasan.

“It must be Hwasan.”

They were the ones who had seen that power.

So, they thought that Hwasan would be unwavering.

If Hwasan had succeeded in the capture, it would prove that Hwasan had not changed and that they were the best.

“If it’s Hainan…”

Another expectation.

There were also those who expected and predicted that Hainan had succeeded in the capture.

“There will be a change.”

Hainan, who already held a third of South Korea as their power.

They were finally unleashing the power they had been holding back, aiming their blades at Hwasan.

The changes that would result from that would be countless.

“South Korea’s…”

Gulp.

“Ruling power could change.”

Even at this moment, South Korea was a democratic nation with a president and members of parliament who proposed bills, but everyone knew.

‘Eun.’

That they were ruling South Korea and influencing everything.

The fact that the main body of that ruling power was Eun remained unchanged, but whether it was Hwasan or Hainan had a high possibility of bringing a big change to the power structure.

Because Hainan’s policies and character would affect the entire South Korea.

In such a change, profits would arise, and vested interests would change.

“But…”

Then someone said, looking at the opened gate.

“What if it’s Eunha?”

What if the ones coming out of that gate were not Hwasan or Hainan, but Eunha?

“Puhahahaha!”

Laughter erupted from all around.

“That’s ridiculous.”

The heavy atmosphere of tension was relieved by the name of Eunha.

“Eunha’s growth rate is absurd, but in the end, they’re just a minor sect.”

Reality.

“A competitive capture with Hwasan and Hainan? Just by doing this, Eunha has done everything they can.”

It was a reality that everyone knew.

The Eunha faction had suddenly risen, but they could never surpass the impregnable fortresses of Hwasan and Hainan.

“Do you think the Nine Great Sects are the Nine Great Sects for nothing?”

Those who did not belong to the mainstream.

Just like the Iron Sword Alliance in the past, Eunha was ultimately just a supporting role.

So, Eunha could never succeed in a competitive capture.

They would be satisfied with having stood shoulder to shoulder with the two great mountains, Hainan and Hwasan.

“Still…”

A voice was heard again.

“Still, what if Eunha comes out?”

A hypothetical situation, something humans love the most.

“There will be a ripple.”

A ripple that could not be compared to a change.

And the reason was one.

“Because Eunha is different from Hwasan or Hainan.”

The fact that the actions Eunha had shown so far were different from Hwasan or Hainan, who were part of the Nine Great Sects.

The biggest thing was that.

“There will be the biggest change for the players.”

Hwasan, who used players.

Hainan, who ruled players.

But the actions Eunha had shown were freedom close to neglect.

Of course, Eunha existed above them…

“Look at Baran.”

The Baran Guild.

Until recently, it was just a small and medium-sized guild that no one knew the name of.

But Baran had become a completely different place as Eunha ruled Gyeonggi-do.

“There are no restrictions on their growth. They are growing the most freely.”

If such a policy of Eunha became the policy of South Korea.

Gulp.

That was an expectation.

A glimmer of hope that could be held in a reality where they had no choice but to accept a ruler.

At that moment when countless emotions of people were mixed.

“T-They’re coming out!”

The finally opened gate began to ripple.

And everyone froze, unable to even utter a word.

After a strange silence.

Flash!

A flash of light from somewhere.

Someone had barely regained their senses and pressed the shutter.

Chachachachachachacha!

Amidst the barrage of flashes, a shout close to shock erupted.

“It’s Eunha-!”

Eunha had won the competitive capture.

* * *

Seoul, the tallest building in South Korea.

Even without the plum blossom pattern embroidered on the top, there was no one who did not know who the owner of this building was.

‘Hwasan.’

Hwasan’s guild house.

“They were so cocky, they deserve it.”

A woman standing with her arms crossed against the wall.

She, who showed a dignity like a single flower, was one of Hwasan’s famous Plum Blossom Swordsmen.

“They thought the whole world was theirs, what’s with that pathetic look?”

A vulgar tone that did not match her dignity at all.

“Sajae [junior martial sister], please act your age.”

Qing Renyu smiled at her and said.

“Act my age, my ass.”

The woman blocked Qing Renyu’s path.

Myeong Seol-lin said with her eyebrows furrowed.

“Did you really lose to Hainan?”

Her voice was one of disbelief.

Qing Renyu, who had boldly embarked on a competitive capture.

But the result was terrible.

The winner was Eunha, and Hainan followed behind.

Hwasan was.

‘Annihilated.’

Only one, Qing Renyu, was able to return alive.

If it hadn’t been for the victory of the underdog, Eunha, the world would have been talking only about the annihilation of Hwasan.

No, even now, despite the huge issue of Eunha’s victory, the story of Hwasan continues to circulate.

“Say something.”

Myeong Seol-lin said as if frustrated.

Although she didn’t like Qing Renyu, she never questioned his skills.

The skills Qing Renyu possessed were real.

“There’s no way a Great Sword could have done anything to you. Really…”

Myeong Seol-lin’s slender eyes narrowed.

“Was it Eunha?”

“Sajae.”

Qing Renyu said to her with a pale face.

“Now that I see it, you should get some skin care. Your wrinkles are all over the place, your heart is clearly showing on your face.”

Kwaang!

Myeong Seol-lin’s fist stopped in front of Qing Renyu’s face with a sound of tearing through the air.

“Don’t be cocky. I keep hearing that you’re not the same as before.”

“……Ha.”

“You haven’t even solved the problem at the corpse disposal site, and you’ve failed to chase down the remnants of the Blood Cult, right?”

Qing Renyu’s eyes twitched.

Myeong Seol-lin, who had withdrawn her fist.

“Red Plum Blossom Qing Renyu. Do well. There are many who are after your head.”

Having said that, Myeong Seol-lin slowly began to walk past Qing Renyu.

Qing Renyu, who had stopped for a moment.

“Ah, damn it.”

He pressed his temple with a strange smile.

“Should I kill her, Sajae or whatever.”

The murderous intent that had briefly flashed in his eyes soon disappeared.

“No. She’s still my Sajae.”

Qing Renyu, who had returned to his original face.

He was able to reach the top floor of the building only after changing elevators several times.

Saaa.

Short, subtle presences were everywhere.

A number that would be enough to form a corps.

Their strength was also by no means lacking.

But no one was visible.

Thud.

Qing Renyu walking through that corridor.

Swoosh.

A shadow appeared and blocked Qing Renyu’s path.

“You cannot enter at this time.”

Black Plum, Hwasan’s assassins and secretaries given to corps commander-level personnel.

Those who existed above them, the Dark Plum, were their true identities.

“Move.”

When Qing Renyu tried to ignore him and move forward, five more shadows appeared and blocked his path.

“A guest is inside.”

“A guest?”

“……”

The Dark Plum showed a troubled expression.

“Don’t make me say it twice.”

The Dark Plum flinched at the murderous intent in Qing Renyu’s eyes, but he did not open his mouth.

Chaaaa!

Soon, blood splattered and stained the corridor.

The Dark Plum at the very front, who had blocked Qing Renyu, fell down.

“I can’t believe these pathetic things are acting up. I’m not in a good mood, so don’t make me say things twice.”

“…A guest from Hainan is here.”

“Hainan?”

Qing Renyu said, shaking off the blood from his fingers.

“The guild leader of Hainan is here.”

Qing Renyu’s eyebrows furrowed.