Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 59

The Three Kings’ Disciple (60)

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The blood trickled down Yoo Do-hyung’s cheek.

‘How?’

Yoo Do-hyung trembled.

Lee Ro-woon wasn’t moving.

Then, did he release his energy?

No, he didn’t even feel any energy.

‘What the hell…’

He couldn’t even understand how it was done.

“Nam Ho-jung’s head couldn’t have gotten bigger. That guy only thinks about his own safety, so he wouldn’t do anything unnecessary. Then, it’s clear your head has gotten bigger.”

Lee Ro-woon spoke cheerfully, as if he had guessed the correct answer.

“It’s understandable. Thanks to Eunha, you were recognized by the Beggar Union and became a Sixth Knot Beggar [a high-ranking member of the Beggar Union], and you must have solidified your position in the meantime.”

He must have used the opportunity he had seized.

Yoo Do-hyung could be said to have a position that was not inferior to other branch leaders in South Korea.

“So, you must have felt it was a waste.”

He was laughing.

That devil.

“The contract you made with me is practically a slave contract, so you wanted to use your current high position to re-establish a relationship with me.”

Trickle.

This time, cold sweat flowed from Yoo Do-hyung’s forehead.

Lee Ro-woon’s words were spot on.

The secret agreement he had with Lee Ro-woon was too disadvantageous for him.

It was practically like becoming his dog.

At the time, he thought he had no choice to survive, but now that he had found a way to live, he hid the existence of the Unranked to gain a favorable position to adjust the contract.

“Yes. You’re right!”

Lee Ro-woon stood up.

“Ah….”

“If your head has gotten bigger, you’ll have to make a deal that matches it.”

“Ah… no….”

Yoo Do-hyung sensed that something was wrong.

Thud!

He quickly knelt on both knees and bowed his head.

“No! You’re mistaken!”

He shouted.

He could instinctively feel that the new deal Lee Ro-woon was about to make was completely different from what he was thinking.

“How could I dare do that? I didn’t deliver, no, I didn’t report it to make sure….”

Yoo Do-hyung shut his mouth.

Lee Ro-woon’s shadow was visible under his bowed head.

Even though it was just a shadow, so his expression couldn’t be seen, Yoo Do-hyung somehow felt like the shadow was smiling.

“I don’t raise dogs that bite.”

“I was wrong!”

“But you’ve become quite a useful dog.”

Yoo Do-hyung’s head was grabbed by Lee Ro-woon’s hand.

Yoo Do-hyung’s body was lifted helplessly.

“……!”

He tried to resist the fear of death, but his whole body was as if bound by invisible chains and couldn’t move.

“I’ll give you a chance.”

Thank you.

Yoo Do-hyung tried hard to convey the meaning of those words, but his mouth wouldn’t open.

“I got something from my seclusion.”

“……!”

“I’m going to try it out, and I hope you survive.”

The face that had completely lost its smile and looked bored was there.

Yoo Do-hyung soon felt his mind fading and lost consciousness.

Whoosh!

His whole body was engulfed in black flames.

***

“Huff…. Huff. Huff!”

Yoo Do-hyung, who had collapsed, was breathing heavily.

“A-am I alive…?”

Coming to his senses, Yoo Do-hyung frantically groped his body.

His hands, feet, stomach, and face.

Nothing had changed.

“H-how…?”

The last thing he remembered was being engulfed in black flames.

Naturally, he thought he would have died from that.

“Is it a success?”

“Hh, huff.”

Yoo Do-hyung swallowed his breath at Lee Ro-woon’s voice from the front.

“You can’t lie to me.”

The voice was heard.

Yoo Do-hyung was about to nod when.

“Try lying.”

A completely contradictory command was given.

“……?”

Yoo Do-hyung’s face was blank, not knowing what to do.

He quickly opened his mouth when he saw Lee Ro-woon’s annoyed face.

“I, I have no intention of betraying the Beggar Union….”

That was the moment he said that.

“Guh!”

Yoo Do-hyung closed his mouth at the burning pain he felt in his throat.

Not only his throat, but his heart and head all felt like they were burning.

Soon, his face was covered in saliva, tears, and sweat, and Yoo Do-hyung was rolling on the floor.

“Oh.”

“Huff…. Huff….”

“Congratulations.”

Lee Ro-woon’s voice was heard.

“It’s a success.”

“……!”

What was this?

Poison?

No, it wasn’t that.

‘A Geumje [a type of magical restriction]!’

But that was impossible.

Eun’s Geumje doesn’t work on players.

It was a Geumje that used bets, and because it was a Geumje that controlled blood points, its structure was not applicable to the residents of other Earths.

Therefore, in situations where the residents of Eun had to place a Geumje on a player, they usually used poison.

“It’s called Demonic Fire.”

“De…monic Fire?”

Demonic flames.

It was something Lee Ro-woon had devised while practicing the Heavenly Demon Divine Art during his six months of seclusion.

‘Players.’

They couldn’t have the power of a martial artist.

That’s why they couldn’t have perfect control like the Blood Cult.

They could place a Geumje on players with poison, but poison could be detoxified at any time, and it wasn’t something they could completely trust.

A complete leash.

‘I’m sick of being betrayed.’

That was Demonic Fire.

The Heavenly Demon Divine Art, which could observe the body and transform and strengthen all its structures.

And most importantly.

‘I am a resident of Earth.’

He was a player and a resident of Earth.

He wondered if it would be possible to place a Geumje on a player if he used those two things.

The result was Yoo Do-hyung in front of him.

Deep inside him, or rather, in the most important place for a player.

‘System Core.’

Lee Ro-woon had planted the flames of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art without destroying it.

If a player with the flames planted in them tried to do something Lee Ro-woon didn’t want.

“Haa…. Haa….”

That was what would happen.

Yoo Do-hyung’s face was covered in shock and fear.

“I’ll let you live as promised.”

“Th-thank… you….”

“You don’t have to make that face.”

Lee Ro-woon said with a soft smile.

“It won’t be all bad.”

“…….”

Yoo Do-hyung didn’t believe it, but Lee Ro-woon was different.

‘Demonic Fire.’

That could also be the key to freeing players from their restraints.

As expected.

‘If it goes as planned.’

Smirk.

“Please take care of me in the future, Test Subject Number One.”

Of course, that process would be a time that Yoo Do-hyung would have to endure, but if all of that succeeded, Yoo Do-hyung might be able to gain the power he so desired.

“I-it’s an honor….”

“Enough with the nonsense.”

Lee Ro-woon spoke again.

“Unranked. Where is he?”

The story had finally returned to the starting point.

Yoo Do-hyung erased all thoughts of making a deal with Lee Ro-woon and hurriedly spoke like a newly enlisted soldier.

“He’s in Baran! He’s in Baran.”

“…….”

Lee Ro-woon’s eyes sank.

* * *

The Unranked was in Baran.

That was the information given by Yoo Do-hyung, the branch leader of the Beggar Union.

Unranked.

Baran.

Separately, they might not be so critical.

But if you combine the two to complete the sentence.

‘The Unranked is in Baran.’

Something fatal could happen to Eunha, which was growing and establishing itself.

‘The Association probably doesn’t know that yet.’

That was a relief.

No matter how much Yoo Do-hyung had established his position in the Beggar Union, this was the reason why he could come out so confidently.

Yoo Do-hyung, who had learned of the Unranked’s existence, had deliberately leaked that information to the Association.

However, he had blocked the most important information that the Unranked was in Baran.

That’s why Lee Ro-woon moved directly.

A house in Uijeongbu.

He sat quietly on the unlit sofa, waiting for someone.

Soon, the sound of the front door lock was heard.

The person who entered through the opened door stopped, startled.

But soon, with a thud, the person who entered knelt down.

“I, I greet the Guild Member.”

His head slowly turned towards him.

“It’s been a while.”

It had been six months since he had last seen him before going into seclusion.

“Why are you kneeling?”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, the man carefully raised his body.

His identity, revealed in the light of the entrance, was Kang Cheol-woo, whom Lee Ro-woon had met in the Armo Dungeon when he saved Bondeno.

He was the guild leader of the Gyodong Guild, which was located near Ganghwa Island.

Now, he had changed his identity and belonged to Baran, a guild under the Blood Cult.

“I heard you became the raid leader.”

“I-it’s all thanks to the Guild Member.”

“Why is it thanks to me? It’s your ability.”

That was true.

Before going into seclusion, Lee Ro-woon had given Kang Eun-ha instructions on how to operate Baran.

Baran operated strictly based on ability, and if you didn’t have the ability, you wouldn’t be able to become a raid leader.

If you were the raid leader of Baran, which was rapidly growing with Eunha as its sponsor, you could hold your head high anywhere.

“Isn’t it all thanks to the Guild Member that I was able to survive and seize the opportunity….”

“Yes. That’s right.”

Lee Ro-woon slowly moved his hands and clasped them together.

Then, he said in a low voice.

“Why are you sweating so much?”

“…….”

“You look better, but your complexion is not good.”

Kang Cheol-woo lowered his head.

“Do you have something to hide?”

Lee Ro-woon recalled the time he had met Kang Cheol-woo in the past.

They were the ones who had been mobilized and dragged to Haenam.

And they were destined to be sacrificed by the sacrificial magic circle that Bondeno had created.

At that time, Lee Ro-woon had told him how to survive.

‘Choose who will go on the sacrificial magic circle.’

But he had chosen to save his colleagues instead of himself.

Until the very end, he had risked his life for his colleagues, not himself.

He didn’t dislike such a person.

Thud!

The noise echoed again.

“I told you not to keep kneeling.”

“I-I’m sorry.”

Kang Cheol-woo spoke with his head completely buried on the floor.

“I have a favor to ask.”

Kang Cheol-woo barely raised his head and spoke to Lee Ro-woon, who had no answer.

“I want to leave Baran.”

“…….”

It was an unexpected story.

“I couldn’t tell you without meeting the Guild Member in person… I am truly grateful for the grace the Guild Member has bestowed upon me.”

His voice was full of sincerity.

“But?”

“The reason is….”

Kang Cheol-woo thought.

Lee Ro-woon had come here himself.

Just by that, Lee Ro-woon probably knew the truth.

“There is someone I need to help. In Baran…, I don’t want to harm the Guild Member.”

Lee Ro-woon got up from the sofa, listening to Kang Cheol-woo’s voice.

“I’ll come back after that’s over. Then… I’ll offer my neck. So please… I beg you.”

Just like he had stood in front of Yoo Do-hyung, Lee Ro-woon stood in front of Kang Cheol-woo, who was kneeling.

In the extinguished light of the entrance, the light shining through the window was creating Lee Ro-woon’s shadow.

“What if you don’t come back?”

“That won’t happen! I’ll definitely come back!”

He was sincere.

“No. Your life is mine. Because I saved it. And you haven’t even learned the Blood Art, so why are you talking like a Blood Cultist?”

Kang Cheol-woo.

He was calling Lee Ro-woon a Guild Member in this house where only the two of them were supposed to be.

That meant that someone was in this house.

He already knew.

The moment he entered the house, he had felt a faint killing intent.

After that, there was someone who was quietly holding their breath and erasing their presence.

“Come out. Let’s hear the story directly.”

It was when Lee Ro-woon’s voice ended.

Creak.

A man with a pale complexion appeared from the bedroom door that had begun to open.

“H-he… is innocent.”

He was the Unranked who had hidden in Baran.

The one Kang Cheol-woo was protecting.

“I hope you will end it with my life. Oh, warrior of Eun.”

He was a righteous soldier.