Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 315

Murmuring, murmuring.

Noise began to rise in the place where silence and tension had been lingering.

“Really… is he showing himself?”

It was from the moment Dang Hwa-young stood below the platform, not above it.

There were a few who held the same position as Dang Hwa-young within the Silver Star.

Those who could stand on equal footing with Dang Hwa-young, even if they were guild members.

Or those outside the guild, like the Black King.

But now.

“……!”

All of them were waiting for someone below the platform.

There was a rumor.

-A special guild member of the Silver Star.

There was a rumor that the most special guild member in the Silver Star had been receiving special treatment since Kang Eun-ha was in charge, not the second guild leader, Dang Hwa-young.

He was just a regular guild member without any position or status, but he had the power to ignore even the guild leader, and in fact….

-The owner of the Silver Star.

The story that he was the true owner of the Silver Star.

However, those who had seen him directly kept their mouths shut, and the number of those who had seen him directly in the current Silver Star was extremely limited.

The stories of a few do not hold power.

Therefore, it was a story that was treated as just another rumor circulating within the Silver Star.

That kind of rumor.

Swoosh.

It takes on substance.

As Dang Hwa-young looked up at the platform from below, the hazy fog began to clear little by little.

Also, the story about that special guild member went into more depth.

-They say he’s the sect leader of the Mount Hua Sect.

-They say he’s the current sect leader of the Jeonjin Sect.

Stories about who the real owner of the Silver Star was, regarding his identity.

-They say the secret unit of the Assembly is the main character.

Such numerous rumors.

Saaa.

It was the moment when they finally began to take on more substance.

Thud.

Someone stomped their foot, making the ground tremble.

It could be ignored if it happened in the back.

Thud! Thud!

It was the sound made by the Silver Star’s raid team commanders right in front of the platform.

With three stomps, three times.

Swoosh.

Those including Dang Hwa-young began to bow their heads.

“……!”

The guild members were shocked by the sight.

The residents of Earth and the residents of Silver had already been living together, and they were somewhat familiar with each other’s cultures and traditions.

Especially in Asia, which was influenced by Silver, they were not ignorant of Silver’s traditions.

The martial artists of Silver take a fist salute, putting their hands together, when greeting or showing respect.

But now.

Swoosh.

Their heads were bowed as low as they could go.

“….!”

This kind of greeting was never used by martial artists.

Not to the sect leaders of the Nine Great Sects, not to the owners of the Assembly, not to anyone.

“W-what is it.”

What was even more surprising was happening in the back rows.

Not the executives of the Silver Star, including the raid team commanders and the guild leader, but the raid team members, team members, and the general guild members who made up the Silver Star.

Thud!

They were completely prostrating themselves, their foreheads touching the ground.

“Yoo Min-soo! What are you doing…?”

Not everyone was doing that, so the orderly ranks were like hollow holes, caved in.

One by one, those who prostrated themselves and bowed their heads.

The guild members who didn’t know anything were shocked by the sight of those guild members, and at the same time, they felt a kind of fear.

Gulp.

And they even felt awe.

The strange feeling felt in this place.

There were those who noticed it.

Holiness.

Reverence.

It was like something that could only be felt in a religious ceremony.

It was then.

Saaa.

Crimson mist flowed out from the platform and began to envelop everyone.

“……!”

When everyone raised their eyes at the enormous energy felt from the mist.

Step.

Finally, a person wearing a demon mask appeared.

* * *

Lee Rowan found all of this extremely uncomfortable.

-We pay our respects to the Blood Demon!

Lee Rowan, who was born on Earth and grew up as a resident of Earth.

He was also the guild leader of the small elite guild called Dank, but the guild had a horizontal structure.

So he was not used to this.

Bowing one’s head for someone, kneeling, and kissing the back of their feet.

All of it was just awkward.

-Don’t do it.

So he didn’t understand the etiquette of the Blood Cultists and was uncomfortable with it.

But there was something Dang Hwa-young had said.

-It’s necessary.

No, before that.

-It is necessary.

His masters had also told him such stories.

They were the kings of the world.

For them, all of this was natural.

But they thought of this as one of the necessary processes rather than natural.

-By seeing their etiquette, you are reminded of who you are.

If you treat a friend as a friend, they are just a friend.

But if you treat a friend as a superior, that friend becomes a superior.

Attitude and treatment.

And.

-Responsibility.

Responsibility.

People change when they experience such things.

-You can be arrogant and conceited. But that is not the original purpose.

By seeing how they think of you.

-You are reminded of who you are, and you become an example to them.

In Ainhardt, the etiquette towards the emperor and nobles is still important.

It was the same in the past on Earth.

Such things are not useless, nor are they tools to show off power.

To realize oneself and be responsible.

‘Who I am.’

The position where you have to embrace and take responsibility for who follows you, and how they see you.

Lee Rowan also realized that the reason he had been uncomfortable with all of this was because of the issue of responsibility.

The past when he thought that the Blood Cultists, nothing, was not his.

It was because their expectations and loyalty felt like a burden to Lee Rowan.

It is not necessary to receive their excessive loyalty at all times.

Thud!

But he now knows that he must also consider their feelings to a certain extent.

“……….”

Lee Rowan stood in his place.

Numerous people below the platform were looking at him, and Lee Rowan was also looking at them.

He had never stood in front of so many people before.

“…….”

Also, the emotions contained in their eyes were different.

Lee Rowan, who had experienced many things and even chaos.

He thought that nothing could move him anymore.

But it wasn’t.

“…….”

In this place, Lee Rowan was feeling something.

-Is that him….

-Is he the one?

-…….

Numerous voices.

No one stopped them.

Since they belonged to the Silver Star, they were qualified to be curious.

Lee Rowan.

Swoosh.

He raised his hand.

And then, he used it to grab the demon mask he was wearing on his face.

“I am….”

Lee Rowan’s voice echoed with internal energy.

“The special guild member of the Silver Star you were curious about.”

Slowly.

“Also.”

Slowly, the demon mask that had been covering Lee Rowan’s face was removed.

“The owner of the Silver Star.”

Those who were murmuring but trying not to lose sight of Lee Rowan.

It was the moment when Lee Rowan’s demon mask was completely removed.

“I am.”

His voice echoed.

“The Blood Demon.”

* * *

“Blood Demon, long live! Long, long live!”

A thunderous sound.

“We pay our respects to the Blood Demon-!”

The voice that Lee Rowan hated and was so uncomfortable with burst out from right below the platform.

“We pay our respects to the Blood Demon-!”

It was also spreading like a wave towards the back rows.

“We pay our respects to the Blood Demon!”

It was the same now.

All of this was uncomfortable and awkward, and he even had the urge to grab one of them and tear their mouth apart.

But now he knew.

‘I have to accept it.’

If he was going to accept them and consider them his people, he had to accept this as well.

The Blood Cult.

They were not a single sect or manor, nor were they a typical power.

-Cult.

Those who have a doctrine and follow its meaning.

“We pay our respects to the Bloooood Demon-!”

He had to bear what he was to them and what expectations they had of him.

Thud!

Those who had been bowing their heads slammed their heads on the ground once more.

Thud!

Those who had been bowing their heads stomped their feet, creating a huge reverberation once more.

“……!”

The general guild members who were watching all of this were trembling, their eyes wide open, as if they were suffocating.

The unity, the faith, it gave a deep resonance to the human psyche.

And it was also.

“B-Blood Cult?”

It could be felt as madness, or as fear.

The truth.

The moment it was finally revealed, chaos would descend.

But.

Squeeze.

Lee Rowan reached out and added power to the crimson mist.

Silence and stillness enveloped everything.

At this moment, they would feel as if time had stopped and would only focus on him.

“When the story is all over.”

Lee Rowan said.

“Those who want to leave may leave.”

There was nothing to hide anymore.

Time.

There was a time for everything, and now was that time.

“As I said, I am the Blood Demon.”

Lee Rowan said, looking around the crowd.

“The Silver Star is the Blood Cult.”

“……!”

“We will no longer hide it, and we will reveal it.”

A calm and languid voice echoed in everyone’s heads.

“The righteous martial artists say. That the Blood Cult is a group of evil, the minions of demons, and evil spirits who want to wash the world with blood.”

That was the legend that had been passed down in Silver.

“They are the seeds of evil that must be trampled, and the poison that must be washed away.”

That was what Silver thought of the Blood Cult.

“But, what is different?”

Lee Rowan said.

“Those who wash the world with blood, harbor evil hearts, and rule this land, what is different about them?”

The Assembly, they had shown their true colors while ruling Asia.

Discrimination, beyond that, persecution.

They treated the residents of Earth, who could be called natives, like slaves, and while they claimed to live with them, they ignored and oppressed them.

“What is justice, and what is the Blood Cult?”

What Lee Rowan had seen, heard, and felt.

“There will be those who feel resistance to the name of the cult.”

In this era, religion has many meanings.

The emotions they feel just from the name of the cult will be complex.

A group of fanatics.

Heretics.

Whatever it is, the beginning will be negative.

And Lee Rowan was the same.

“The Blood Cult is a cult, but it is not a cult.”

Lee Rowan’s thoughts, he speaks of Lee Rowan’s Blood Cult.

“Believe what you want to believe. Believe in the god you believed in. The Blood Cult will not interfere.”

Mixing.

“Only one thing.”

And the value that should not be mixed.

“The Blood Demon of the Blood Cult is just a messenger of the cult.”

One who conveys the meaning.

“One who returns what was lost to those who have lost it, one who prevents them from losing it, one who brings down the hammer of judgment on those who are covered in blood, one who gives a sword to those who sharpen the blade of revenge.”

Lee Rowan said.

“Just do as you please.”

The beginning was said to be in an indescribable weight, but the end was Lee Rowan’s tone and Lee Rowan.

He who was born on Earth and grew up as a resident of Earth.

“I will do that.”

It was just his heart, spoken calmly.

“Those who want to leave, leave. Those who want to stay, stay.”

With those words, Lee Rowan turned around.