Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 351

“If you’re suspicious, then check it out.”

Lee San-hoo confidently puffed out his chest.

His actions were less of resignation and more of a desperate attempt to do everything he could.

“The position of Eunha’s strategist is precious to me. I’ll let you verify anything to keep it. Even if the price is…”

He grinned.

“My life.”

Yi Rown began to walk.

“My life was already miserable; I would have died in a gate without a purpose. But I’m satisfied just by having come this far…”

“Chatter, chatter.”

Yi Rown was already in front of Lee San-hoo.

“You talk too much.”

“Can’t you just think of it as a last will since I might die?”

“That mouth of yours will be the death of you someday.”

Yi Rown said.

“You’re definitely not lying.”

Yi Rown was sensing everything about Lee San-hoo.

His breathing, pulse, tremors.

The signs of falsehood.

Even his magic core and flow, and what preparations he was making.

“Are you finally believing me?”

“No, I believed you from the start.”

Lee San-hoo looked puzzled at Yi Rown’s words.

“Then why?”

“Because I noticed.”

“What?”

It was that moment.

“Kuh-ack!”

Lee San-hoo let out a scream of agony.

Yi Rown’s right hand was gripping Lee San-hoo’s neck, lifting him up.

Lee San-hoo struggled in pain.

“That you’re not the one deceiving me.”

Lee San-hoo looked down at Yi Rown, still lifted up, with a face of incomprehension.

“Then… why…”

Why are you doing this now?

“It’s not you.”

Flash.

Yi Rown’s eyes began to take on a red hue.

But Yi Rown’s pupils soon turned gold, and finally….

Ripple.

They were dyed a deep, pitch-black color.

The eyes, where the distinction between the white and black of the eye became blurred.

That was the demonic eye, a characteristic of the demon race.

“It’s the guy inside you.”

Whoosh!

The black energy that erupted from Yi Rown’s body.

The magic of the still-incomplete demon essence began to envelop Lee San-hoo.

Swoosh.

Only then did Yi Rown lower his hand and step back, returning his darkened eyes to their original state.

What Yi Rown had just used was the power of his third and last master, the Demon King.

The Demon King had countless abilities and powers, and the moment her power was completed, what Yi Rown had learned would finally be complete.

But for now.

“Summon.”

He had only drawn out a part of the Demon King’s power, the power to command souls.

Thud!

A shockwave was heard from within the black smoke that enveloped Lee San-hoo.

The next moment.

Poof!

The black smoke that Yi Rown had summoned scattered and disappeared completely.

Lee San-hoo, Yi Rown had suspected him of being an Unknown [a person with unknown origins or powers].

But they couldn’t find any evidence, and Lee San-hoo’s attitude was not that of a liar.

But now, they had found the answer.

“It’s you.”

Lee San-hoo stood before Yi Rown.

He….

“You also had the power to manipulate souls?”

He reached out into the air and grabbed something.

A goblin mask.

“I didn’t expect this.”

Lee San-hoo, wearing the mask.

He was a completely different being from the one Yi Rown knew.

* * *

Lee San-hoo, wearing the goblin mask.

He had become a completely different being.

Whoom.

The blue smoke that emanated from beneath his feet spread out, engulfing the surroundings.

“What’s going on…!”

The Eunha guild members, feeling the commotion, rushed over.

“What’s happening!”

Dang Hwa-young and the executives shouted in surprise.

They were about to rush towards Yi Rown and Lee San-hoo, who was wearing the goblin mask.

“Don’t come.”

With the energy that Yi Rown emitted, his voice reached them, stopping their movements.

“You certainly know about me, don’t you?”

Lee San-hoo, his voice changed, said.

“That this blue smoke is the mist of oblivion?”

If one were to fall into this smoke, they would fall asleep and never wake up.

This was the same even for masters who had reached the level of being immune to a hundred or a thousand poisons.

This poisonous smoke did not affect the human body.

“The soul.”

It was a dream mist that affected the soul.

It was then.

“This blue smoke….”

Dang Hwa-young, who couldn’t approach due to Yi Rown’s command and was standing guard.

She spoke with a clearly surprised look on her face.

“The Soul Spirit…”

Before she could finish her sentence.

Whoom!

The blue smoke that had spread in all directions became a wall, trapping Yi Rown and Lee San-hoo.

Although Dang Hwa-young’s words were cut off, Yi Rown heard what she was trying to say.

“I didn’t think that child would grow this much.”

Lee San-hoo spoke, strolling around with a completely different relaxed attitude than before.

“I thought I would be discovered someday, but I didn’t think it would be this soon.”

He was speaking.

“Since when?”

He asked.

“I’ve been suspicious for a while. But I didn’t know how, so I was observing.”

“I knew you were observing. But you couldn’t have been sure.”

He stopped and said.

“I gave you reasons to be suspicious, but I didn’t leave any evidence to be certain.”

He approached Yi Rown.

He seemed to be certain that Yi Rown couldn’t do anything to him.

“As expected….”

Lee San-hoo held the goblin mask up to Yi Rown.

“You too, have the power to affect the soul.”

The soul.

That was the answer.

Lee San-hoo hadn’t lied.

That was why it was impossible to get confirmation from Lee San-hoo.

But at the same time, Lee San-hoo was lying.

With his soul.

“Didn’t I say I would come?”

Lee San-hoo said.

“I am the Soul Spirit.”

* * *

The Soul Spirit.

A being like a divine immortal of the Dang family, comparable to the Sea God of Hainan [a reference to a Chinese deity].

Even the Dang family didn’t know his exact identity, and it was known that they could only communicate with him through the Dang family’s token.

Yi Rown, who had set out to find him because the newly created divine artifact, the Dang family’s token, indicated that he was in the Ainhardt camp.

However, he had only found traces of him in Ainhardt, and couldn’t find him exactly.

-There is someone who saved your life.

After the rampage in Ainhardt, when his brother, Lee Shin-woo, took him to the South Pole, a doctor came and helped Yi Rown recover.

There was nothing certain about his identity.

Yi Rown had somewhat realized it.

The identity of the doctor who had saved him was the one he was looking for.

“The Soul Spirit.”

That he was the Soul Spirit.

Also, the doctor had left a message.

-I will visit the patient myself to check on the progress later.

Where he would be, where he was.

He had left without asking who he was, what his name was.

“I told you I would come again.”

That Soul Spirit was.

“I am the Soul Spirit.”

The man standing in front of Yi Rown.

It was Lee San-hoo.

“I wanted to observe more without revealing my identity, but it couldn’t be helped.”

“Lee San-hoo….”

“Unfortunately, that is not my name. But also….”

The eye part of the goblin mask emitted light.

“That is also my name.”

An unknown sound.

“You must have a lot to say?”

Yi Rown looked at him with languid eyes.

It was as he said.

-Lee San-hoo.

-Unknown.

-Soul Spirit.

And….

-Kang Eunha.

Including her, the martial artists of the Dang family who had died.

The only possibility of reviving them was this man, the Soul Spirit.

“But let’s put those things aside and do what we need to do right now.”

Lee San-hoo distanced himself from Yi Rown.

Thud!

The blue wall of oblivion that had been erected was gradually closing in.

“That is to check on my patient.”

His eyes were shining heavily.

“I need to see how much progress has been made.”

Yi Rown knew what Lee San-hoo was trying to do.

“Can you handle it?”

Whether he had the confidence to handle it.

“I couldn’t face the reality back then. But now that you’ve awakened, it will be different.”

A feeling as if he had made a decision.

“I have to see it. I’ve never seen a soul as dark and intense as that, not in all my life.”

“What you saw was just a fragment.”

“Then I have to see it even more.”

As if that was the answer, Yi Rown nodded.

In an instant, the wall of oblivion closed in, trapping them in an even smaller space.

“Will you show me?”

Yi Rown’s eyes slowly closed.

“If you wish.”

The next moment, both of their eyes closed.

* * *

A pitch-black space.

A space where one couldn’t distinguish front from back, and where even the senses of the body were broken and couldn’t be felt.

“…….”

Yi Rown opened his eyes there.

When he first came here, he couldn’t do anything either.

He had just felt like a helpless human swallowed into the belly of a monster.

Thump.

With a tremor that felt like the beating of a heart, Yi Rown was slowly regaining his senses.

And with that regained vision.

The appearance of this place was different from before.

Before, this place was like a huge prison.

Iron bars and clanging sounds everywhere.

Like a prison to confine something ferocious and wicked.

But now this place was….

Koo-ooh!

It had the appearance of a large castle.

A pitch-black castle that could be seen in medieval Europe, in Ainhardt.

Yi Rown was standing at its entrance.

With his senses awakening, Yi Rown was feeling it.

“It’s become unbelievably strong.”

He could feel that the guy was changing every time he visited this place.

Before, he was like a dying beast, but now he was like a beast that had recovered and regained its strength.

Creak!

With a huge roar, the castle gate began to open.

All Yi Rown could do now was to follow the world that the guy had created.

Before regaining everything, he felt that he shouldn’t rashly break the rules.

Thud, thud.

He walked into the castle.

Inside the gate, there were numerous statues.

Monsters that seemed as if they would come to life at any moment.

Gargoyles and death knights, and other monsters that didn’t even have names.

And behind them.

Whoooom!

Two Balrogs [powerful demons], who seemed to be gatekeepers guarding the royal castle, could be seen.

They were just statues.

But just looking at them made him feel a crushing pressure that weighed down his entire body.

The moment Yi Rown crossed the second gate.

Squeak, squeak.

A noise that was unpleasant to hear, rather than music, was echoing.

Far away.

He could see the guy smiling.

“Welcome.”

Not the strange pronunciation or the noise in his head like before, but a clear voice.

A black-haired boy, who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen, was standing there, looking at Yi Rown.

“Why the face? Do you not like this form?”

Swoosh.

The appearance changed in an instant.

The boy soon turned into a young man.

“Is this not good either?”

And the young man soon turned into a beautiful woman.

But with a frustrated face, as if he had lost interest, he changed his appearance again.

A short-haired child, whether a boy or a girl, was unknown.

But what was inside was a darkness that was beyond imagination.

The guy.

“It’s been a while.”

Chaos said to Yi Rown with a welcoming tone.

But Yi Rown was not happy to see such Chaos.

He was just.

“Where is he?”

He was just looking for the Soul Spirit who had come here with him.