Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 39

The Three Kings’ Disciple (40)

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Saaaah.

The surrounding temperature plummeted instantly with the dense killing intent that rose up.

‘Now.’

Do Sang-mok, barely holding back, spat out the twisted words.

‘Are you talking to me?’

The gaze turned towards Lee Ro-woon.

‘Of course not.’

Lee Ro-woon calmly met the gaze and replied.

‘I’m not stupid enough to call a moron who can’t even understand words a moron.’

Chae-aeng!

Do Sang-mok drew his sword.

‘Draw your weapon.’

A chilling voice descended.

‘I was going to be lenient since you’re a guild member of the Eunha Guild, whom I thought could be my ally, but your recklessness has gone too far.’

Woo-oong!

The sword Do Sang-mok held began to be enveloped in sword energy.

‘He’s at the mid-stage of Hwagyung.’

Mid-stage of Hwagyung, about level 150 for a player.

‘I will educate you and establish the ways of the martial world.’

Sseueuk.

Lee Ro-woon seemed to listen to Do Sang-mok’s words and stood up from his seat.

‘Go ahead and try to establish it.’

Koo-ooo.

The overflowing internal energy from Do Sang-mok’s body rose like a heat haze and spread around him.

Cheo-eok.

The guards who were protecting Do Sang-mok moved aside and drew their weapons.

Kang Eun-ha was also about to draw her beloved sword, the Blood King Sword.

-Stay still.

However, at Lee Ro-woon’s telepathic message, Kang Eun-ha stopped abruptly.

‘I believe it was with the permission of my Lady Eunha.’

Do Sang-mok seemed to think that it was permission to oppress Lee Ro-woon.

‘Still, I am the Vice Guild Leader of the Docheon Guild and the Vice Leader of the Docheon Faction. It would be too harsh for you, a mere guild member of the Eunha Guild, so I’ll give you three moves…’

As he was about to speak, Do Sang-mok stared blankly at his stomach.

Belatedly.

Peo-eok!

The sound of leather bursting echoed.

‘Thank you.’

Lee Ro-woon’s fist was already twisted and embedded in Do Sang-mok’s stomach.

‘Keo-eok!’

Do Sang-mok screamed in unbearable pain.

‘There’s still one second left.’

Kwaaang!

Lee Ro-woon’s heel struck Do Sang-mok’s temple, causing an explosion.

Do Sang-mok’s body was instantly sent flying, crashing into the wall and raising dust.

‘Protect the Vice Guild Leader-!’

Only then did the guards realize the situation and tried to rush at Lee Ro-woon, but Lee Ro-woon was already gone.

‘There’s one last second left, you’ll die if you get hit by this.’

Lee Ro-woon, covered in blood, was holding Do Sang-mok’s neck while looking at the guards.

The guards trembled at the madness revealed in his bloodshot eyes.

It seemed like a threat that he would twist Do Sang-mok’s neck if they moved even slightly.

‘You! What is your identity!’

Lee Cheon-gil, the captain of Do Sang-mok’s guards, shouted as if wailing.

Although Do Sang-mok had a problematic personality, he was a master who had reached the mid-stage of Hwagyung [a cultivation stage].

Even if he was a fake martial artist lacking enlightenment, he was not someone who could be defeated by a mere guild member of the Eunha Guild.

‘This isn’t the time to be asking that.’

‘What…?’

It was the moment Lee Cheon-gil felt something uneasy and tried to shout.

Paat!

Lee Cheon-gil’s vision went dark as he felt something strike the back of his neck.

Thud, thud.

The guards fell one by one.

‘What…’

Before his vision turned completely black, Lee Cheon-gil saw men wearing dark crimson martial uniforms.

Assassins whose presence they hadn’t even sensed.

‘A trap…’

Lee Cheon-gil’s thoughts could not continue any further.

‘Take them to the Blood King Fortress.’

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, the Dark Blood Unit members picked up the guards one by one and said.

‘Understood.’

***

‘Keueuk, keueueuk.’

Do Sang-mok regained consciousness with suppressed groans.

‘You… bastard…’

The humiliating moments came to mind as soon as he regained his senses.

And the one who had inflicted that humiliation was now sitting in front of him, leisurely drinking coffee.

‘You woke up awfully late.’

‘You… what… keuek!’

Do Sang-mok tried to speak but closed his mouth at the pain surging from his abdomen.

‘Eunha… Lady.’

Do Sang-mok realized that even his guards had disappeared and looked at Kang Eun-ha next to Lee Ro-woon.

‘What on earth is going on…! Immediately…’

‘Shut your mouth.’

Kang Eun-ha said to Do Sang-mok with eyes gleaming with killing intent.

‘This is just the price for touching someone you shouldn’t have dared to touch.’

‘Wh-wh…’

‘The only reason you’re still alive is because the Guild Member has given you a task, so be grateful to the Guild Member.’

What was this nonsense about a Guild Member again?

Only then could Do Sang-mok realize the reality.

He didn’t know how it happened, but that Guild Member was a big shot that even the Eunha Guild Leader couldn’t treat carelessly.

He had seen his skills himself.

Moreover, the guards who were supposed to protect him had also disappeared somewhere.

‘Do Sang-mok.’

‘…’

‘Answer me.’

‘Sp… speak.’

Seogeok!

Do Sang-mok’s eyes looked at his left arm in disbelief.

Pshoooook!

A fountain of blood gushed out.

‘K-kyaaaaak!’

It was because Kang Eun-ha’s sword had cut off Do Sang-mok’s left arm.

‘Answer with respect and reverence, you worm.’

‘C-crazy… these crazy people…!’

Do Sang-mok, the Vice Guild Leader of the Docheon Guild, one of the two pillars that dominated Gyeonggi Province.

He was born into nobility and had lived his life enjoying those rights as a matter of course.

When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Sseueuk.

However, seeing Kang Eun-ha’s sword move again, Do Sang-mok changed his mind.

‘I-I’m sorry…!’

He had to live.

Only then would he have a chance for revenge.

If he could only return alive from this place, the Docheon Guild, or rather the Iron Sword Alliance, would somehow help him.

Sseueuk.

Perhaps satisfied with the answer, Kang Eun-ha lowered her sword.

‘Do Sang-mok.’

‘Yes, yessir!’

‘Do you understand what’s going on?’

‘…’

‘I guess not.’

Lee Ro-woon chuckled and said.

‘If you understood, you wouldn’t have been called a moron.’

Do Sang-mok couldn’t say anything carelessly.

He could only.

‘I’ll kill them. I’ll kill them all.’

He could only dream of the revenge he would take after escaping this place.

‘You can’t even hide your killing intent, that’s why you’re called a moron.’

‘Th-that is…!’

Only then did Do Sang-mok realize his mistake, but it was too late.

Poo-ook!

Kang Eun-ha’s sword had pierced through Do Sang-mok’s stomach without mercy.

‘Keueok, keueok…’

‘A few years ago, the precious son of the Heavenly Gate’s leader was found dead.’

‘…!’

‘The Heavenly Gate’s leader was furious at the sudden death and put all his efforts into finding the culprit.’

The Heavenly Gate, also known as the Heavenly Gate Guild.

It was also a force of the Iron Sword Alliance that shared Gyeonggi Province with the Docheon Guild.

‘In the end, the culprit was revealed to be a player guild that had a grudge against martial artists, and that guild was annihilated as a blood price. Even their families.’

It was a famous incident not only in Gyeonggi Province but also in South Korea.

However, it was considered a rumor.

‘Do you remember a little?’

Shudder, shudder.

But it was the truth.

An incident that the Player Association, under pressure from the council, had stepped in to cover up.

‘Do you know who the culprit was?’

Do Sang-mok was trembling, not even feeling the pain in his abdomen.

‘Because it was you.’

Lee Ro-woon was smiling.

‘You must be wondering how I knew. All those who knew the truth were either killed or locked up in the Docheon Faction.’

‘N-no…’

‘The incident with the Il-Line Guild, and the incident with the Byeolnae Guild.’

The incidents where the precious children of the player guilds were found brutally murdered.

‘It was all your doing.’

Do Sang-mok wanted to deny it, but he couldn’t.

Lee Ro-woon’s sleepy eyes seemed to see through everything.

If this fact became known, it would be a catastrophe.

His father only knew about a few of these incidents.

Above all, the incident with the Heavenly Gate should never be known.

With the war against Hainan imminent, the Iron Sword Alliance would surely try to cover up any internal strife.

‘S-save me…’

As a price, they would surely take his life.

He could no longer live, he could not survive.

‘Shall I tell you a way to live?’

‘…!’

It was a voice like the whisper of a devil.

Subtle and languid.

That’s why he couldn’t refuse.

Chae-aeng.

Kang Eun-ha pulled out the sword that was embedded in Do Sang-mok’s stomach and threw it.

‘Do you recognize it?’

‘Keuek.’

While groaning from the pain in his abdomen, Do Sang-mok looked at the thrown sword.

‘…!’

He knew what it was.

And he knew what the way to live he was talking about was.

‘Hainan’s… sword.’

It was a blue sword with the emblem of an elder on it.

A divine weapon that was difficult to take out of the sect, a genuine article.

‘You were attacked by a Hainan martial artist. The Eunha Guild will be your witness. Do you understand what I mean?’

Nod! Nod!

Do Sang-mok’s head began to shake like crazy.

This was definitely a way to live.

Moreover.

‘The war with Hainan is already becoming certain.’

The war with Hainan was an unstoppable trend.

If it was revealed that a Hainan martial artist had tried to assassinate the Vice Guild Leader of the Docheon Guild, they could even regain the justification they had lost.

There was also evidence.

The divine weapon possessed by the Eunha forces could not be used by those who had not mastered the corresponding martial art, and due to its value, there were many restrictions on taking it out of the sect.

But that was clearly a sword symbolizing a Hainan elder.

If it was this….

‘I-I will do it!’

Not only would he live, but he would also gain merit.

The disappeared guards were already out of his mind.

He didn’t even care who Lee Ro-woon was.

Whatever his purpose, it was helpful to him.

‘Revenge… later…!’

Lee Ro-woon was giving Do Sang-mok a cold smile.

‘Good. I’ll let you live.’

* * *

Lee Ro-woon had already received information about the Iron Sword Alliance from Heukshi.

‘Make sure you clearly understand what Heukshi’s investment means.’

‘I will keep that in mind.’

Heukshi’s investment was not just about money.

It also provided information that could grow the force.

Lee Ro-woon knew its value, but Kang Eun-ha did not know it properly.

What the value of Heukshi’s investment was, and how to use it.

Kang Eun-ha was clearly smart, but it was a problem caused by a lack of experience.

The information about Do Sang-mok, or rather, the advantage of knowing someone’s weakness.

‘When choices arise, there is no reason to choose only one of the two.’

Lee Ro-woon also said.

‘That’s just for the strong to choose the easy path.’

He knew better than anyone else because he had lived as a weak player.

Moving forward while being satisfied with the given choices may be stable, but it cannot bring about great change.

Rather, you will only be used.

‘Make choices that can shake the board, not just the choices given to you. Until you become strong.’

The Blood Cult’s power had increased a lot, but it was still weak.

The only things that could be obtained from the Iron Sword Alliance and the Hainan Guild were small things.

Also, what remained after that would be just a few straws.

‘Go to the Docheon Guild. Be a witness for Do Sang-mok, and support Do Sang-mok.’

Until his usefulness was exhausted.

After all, Do Sang-mok could not escape from what Lee Ro-woon was thinking.

His mind was already subdued by the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.

‘When the time comes…’

Lee Ro-woon said with a small smile.

‘We’ll need to tell the truth to the Heavenly Gate as well.’

That was all he had to say to Kang Eun-ha.

‘Understood.’

Kang Eun-ha answered with sincerity, her eyes deeper than before.

‘Soon, the war will begin.’

And at the end of that war.

Sseueuk.

The Eunha Guild would become a force that would replace the Iron Sword Alliance.