Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 164

The Three Kings’ Disciple (165)

164

In a humble room, two men sat facing each other, with two teacups between them.

“……”

Lee Ro-woon of the Silver Star.

“……”

Mo-yong Hoo of the Mo-yong Clan.

The two were silently observing each other.

One notable difference was that Mo-yong Hoo’s eyes were sharper than before.

Even though no trace of internal energy could be felt from his body, his eyes held the intensity of a seasoned warrior, quite unlike what one would expect from someone his age.

‘The Mo-yong Clan has fallen.’

A widely known truth.

However.

“Mo-yong hasn’t lost all its power, has it?”

Lee Ro-woon finally spoke, his gaze fixed on Mo-yong Hoo.

“What makes you say that?”

Mo-yong Hoo’s lips curved into a smile, but his eyes remained cold.

He seemed to be testing him.

“Can you say that after seeing our current state?”

The head of the Mo-yong Clan, whose dantian [energy center] was crippled.

A crippled dantian was not something that could happen by accident.

Someone, or something, had deliberately crippled Mo-yong Hoo’s dantian.

And looking at the state of the Mo-yong Clan, one could easily deduce their downfall.

“Do you think I only have the Black Moon?”

Mo-yong Hoo.

He had pretended not to know anything earlier, but.

‘This guy already knows.’

Lee Ro-woon concluded that Mo-yong Hoo, unlike the others in the Mo-yong Clan, possessed some information.

The look in his eyes, his gestures, his behavior.

‘A martial artist.’

‘A knight.’

‘A strong person.’

He had learned from his masters.

‘You must pay attention to every little thing and be able to judge.’

The common thread in their teachings was insight.

In Lee Ro-woon’s view, Mo-yong Hoo seemed composed but was hiding something and lying.

“Well, even if that’s not the case…”

Lee Ro-woon muttered to himself, picking up a teacup.

‘Because I knew from the beginning and came looking for him.’

Lee Ro-woon already knew a lot and chose to come to Mo-yong.

“You’ve hidden it thoroughly, but the Beggars’ Sect caught your tail.”

“……!”

“There’s no need to be so surprised.”

Lee Ro-woon said.

“Fortunately, that information reached me first, and it was discarded before it went to the higher-ups of the Beggars’ Sect.”

Lee Ro-woon didn’t just have the Black Moon.

The Beggars’ Sect.

-Yoo Do-hyung.

He was the branch leader of the Beggars’ Sect in South Korea, and he had fallen into Lee Ro-woon’s grasp. Through the Gold Pig incident, he was summoned to the main branch of the Beggars’ Sect.

And there.

-I have become a Seven-Knot Beggar [a high-ranking member of the Beggars’ Sect].

He had succeeded in catching the eye of the Beggars’ Sect leader.

Now, he had completely taken over the Gold Pig’s business and was increasing his influence with the trust of the Beggars’ Sect leader.

-I have information about Mo-yong.

The information about Mo-yong was what he had sent.

“The True Demon, the Blood Demon, the Heavenly Demon.”

Mo-yong Hoo said.

“And even influence over the Beggars’ Sect.”

Mo-yong Hoo spoke in a subdued voice.

“Is it okay to talk about that to just anyone?”

“It’s not just anyone.”

Lee Ro-woon replied.

“You’re also hiding a secret of that magnitude.”

“……!”

Mo-yong Hoo, whose dantian was crippled.

Lee Ro-woon moved his hand and threw the teacup.

Clang!

With a sound like a cannon firing, the teacup was about to smash Mo-yong Hoo’s head in the blink of an eye.

Whoosh.

The teacup remained suspended in mid-air.

It was a feat that a martial artist of the Mystic Realm could achieve.

Lee Ro-woon had thrown the teacup using only his physical strength, not internal energy.

But the important thing was that Mo-yong Hoo, who had no internal energy due to his crippled dantian, had done this.

“Psychokinesis. It’s a 3rd circle magic.”

Magic.

What unfolded from Mo-yong Hoo was clearly magic.

***

“……”

Mo-yong Ha-jin couldn’t control his trembling heart.

Days that were no different from any other.

No new wind blew into the fallen Mo-yong Clan.

‘Blood Demon… Heavenly Demon…’

But the people in front of him had brought a new wind to such a Mo-yong.

A blood storm that was hard to handle.

“Haa.”

What should he do?

The Mo-yong Clan was barely maintaining its existence, but now it seemed even more difficult.

The Mo-yong Clan was righteous.

They couldn’t just stand by after hearing the names Blood Demon and Heavenly Demon.

If that was the case.

‘What on earth are you thinking, Clan Head?’

The Clan Head had chosen to talk instead of driving them out or engaging in a desperate struggle.

“Haa…”

That made Mo-yong Ha-jin’s heart beat even faster.

More than fear.

‘What on earth is the Clan Head…’

Welcome.

The firm look and tone he had when he issued the order to leave.

It was exactly the image of the Clan Head that the Mo-yong Clan had been waiting for.

Why was it that the Clan Head’s eyes came to mind more than the blood storm that had blown in?

While lost in thought, Mo-yong Ha-jin heard a voice.

“The Dang Clan is finished now too.”

It was a martial artist of the Mo-yong Clan.

“To come to Mo-yong with the lackeys of the demonic path!”

A voice close to evil echoed in the room.

“Mo-yong will never join hands with the demonic path.”

It was a voice rebuking Dang Hwa-young.

The martial artist who shouted that raised his sword with a determined look.

“San!”

Ha-jin hurriedly tried to stop him.

He seemed to know well enough why he was doing that.

‘A pretext.’

He was going to become a pretext himself to avoid the disaster that the Mo-yong Clan would face because of their visit.

The trembling sword was not meant to kill them.

Rather, to die at their hands.

‘If things go wrong later…’

It was an attempt to create a pretext to say that Mo-yong had fought against them.

“Foolish…”

How could he do such a thing without any permission?

Mo-yong Ha-jin wanted to stop him, but he couldn’t.

The sword of Mo-yong San had already rushed in front of Kang Eun-ha.

Even if Mo-yong had fallen, the skills of its martial artists were genuine.

Even if she was the guild leader of the Silver Star, she couldn’t easily avoid a sword swung with the intention of mutual destruction.

“You’re doing a useless thing.”

“……!”

Both Mo-yong Ha-jin and Mo-yong San, who had swung the sword, widened their eyes.

Kang Eun-ha was blocking the sword, which was surrounded by a blue sword aura, by raising a finger.

The martial artists of Mo-yong were not fake creations.

They were genuine, created through long training.

“I will overlook it because I know it was an act born from the heart of thinking about Mo-yong.”

Kang Eun-ha, with her delicate and young body, had received such a sword with her finger.

An overwhelming difference in skill.

Whoosh.

The energy swirling from Kang Eun-ha’s body pressed down on the surroundings.

‘It’s enormous.’

In an instant, Kang Eun-ha looked so big.

“But it’s a useless act.”

Kang Eun-ha’s voice spread out.

The Mo-yong Clan was suppressed, and her group was calm.

“The moment that person came to find you, your fate was as good as decided.”

They couldn’t even speak.

“Whether it’s bad luck or good luck. Please accept it humbly.”

Thud.

Mo-yong San knelt down and dropped the sword he was holding.

“But I assure you.”

Kang Eun-ha’s gentle yet sharp voice continued.

“Mo-yong will have seized the good fortune to rise from its downfall.”

Both Mo-yong San and Mo-yong Ha-jin trembled.

It was then.

“Why are you bullying the poor kids?”

Lee Ro-woon’s voice was heard.

There, Lee Ro-woon and Mo-yong Hoo were standing together.

“I greet the Blood Demon!”

As if everything that had just happened was nothing, Kang Eun-ha shouted, looking at Lee Ro-woon like a happy puppy.

* * *

“The talk went well.”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, the reactions of the Mo-yong Clan and Eun-ha’s side were different.

Eun-ha’s side nodded as if they expected it.

“……”

The Mo-yong Clan looked at Mo-yong Hoo with uneasy eyes.

Even if it wasn’t distrust towards the Clan Head, the feeling of suspicion was not good.

Swoosh.

As Mo-yong Hoo took a step forward, Lee Ro-woon and Eun-ha’s side shut their mouths.

“You must be suspicious.”

It wasn’t the usual Mo-yong Hoo.

“You must be curious about what I talked about.”

He, who had always treated his family warmly and respectfully, was showing his dignity.

“Do not doubt.”

It was a declaration.

“Why did Mo-yong fall?”

There was a story that only Mo-yong Hoo knew, but there was a story that they all knew.

“Mo-yong kept its righteousness and honor. And it received the price for it.”

“Clan Head…”

“It received that price through a miserable life and neglect.”

Those who had promised to be together under the name of the righteous path had all turned their backs.

They only maintained the name of Mo-yong and received support to maintain that world.

No one wanted Mo-yong to stand up again.

“Because we are righteous, must we eradicate the demonic path?”

That was what they had learned.

“Then.”

Mo-yong Hoo said.

“Why did the righteous path abandon us?”

Mo-yong Ha-jin felt as if his heart was breaking.

But even so, he couldn’t fully accept this situation.

Because the rejection of the demonic path in the long history of the righteous path was like brainwashing.

Mo-yong Hoo then smiled.

It was a cold sneer.

“I left Mo-yong too naive.”

They knew nothing.

“The righteous and demonic paths are no longer two.”

“……!”

“The Assembly has already deeply embraced the demonic path, and the righteous and demonic paths are one and the same.”

His eyes looked at Lee Ro-woon.

“Mo-yong will rise again. No matter what price it pays.”

It was an eye that felt a firm determination.

“……”

The Mo-yong Clan had not yet fully accepted Mo-yong Hoo’s words.

If a change could be made with just one speech, everything in the world would be easy.

Instead of persuading them, Mo-yong Hoo.

Step.

He began to walk forward.

Lee Ro-woon followed behind him.

Swoosh.

As if it was natural, Eun-ha followed.

“……”

Even so, the Mo-yong Clan couldn’t move easily.

Step.

Finally, there was someone who took a step, Mo-yong Ha-jin.

“It’s the Clan Head.”

Mo-yong Ha-jin said in a voice that had made a decision.

“Remember what the Clan Head is in the clan.”

The time of the Mo-yong Clan, which had been stopped until now.

“The Clan Head is the one who does anything for the clan, and we are the ones who do anything for such a Clan Head.”

That was how the clan was maintained.

Until now, Mo-yong Hoo had not done anything, but if he was going to move.

“I will follow the Clan Head. If the Clan Head is moving for his own personal gain and not for the sake of the clan, I will have to stop him.”

Yes.

‘Those eyes.’

Whether it was when he issued the order to leave them or when he met Lee Ro-woon and his eyes changed, they were as solid as a rock.

If so.

“I will follow.”

As Mo-yong Ha-jin stepped forward, the other members of the Mo-yong Clan also began to move.

The procession had become a large one, following Mo-yong Hoo as he left the guild house.

Thud.

Mo-yong Hoo stopped.

He scanned his surroundings.

It was the territory of the Mo-yong Clan, but they were hiding and stepping on this land so carelessly.

“I-!”

Mo-yong Hoo shouted as if he was roaring.

“I, Mo-yong Hoo, the Clan Head of the Mo-yong Clan, declare.”

Mo-yong Hoo’s voice spread out even though it was not imbued with internal energy.

“The time of the Mo-yong Clan, which had been frozen because of you, will flow again.”

He stretched out both hands.

Whoosh!

In response, energy rose.

The martial artists of the Mo-yong Clan were startled by the energy rising from Mo-yong Hoo’s body, whose dantian had been crippled.

“Do not dare to step on this land without permission. Now…”

With eyes that had turned cold, Mo-yong Hoo brought down the hand he had stretched out.

Kwaaaang!

Pillars of fire rose from all directions.

“I will not just stand by and watch.”

That day was recorded as the day the fallen Mo-yong Clan spread its wings of flight.