Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 80

The Three Kings’ Disciple (81)

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-The Hao Clan is in danger.

“The Hao Clan?”

If it’s the Hao Clan, it’s the Black City.

-They are the ones who helped us, the betrayers, find a way to live.

The residents of the Ghostly Sound Valley didn’t seem bothered by having guests.

This vast world.

‘The Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley maintains the world, but…’

Other than that, things are lacking.

The Hao Clan.

Black City was helping them.

-The reason I tested you was partly to see if you were the Divine Demon.

The Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley said.

-But if you weren’t the Divine Demon, I had to see if you had the will to save the Hao Clan.

The Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley’s body slowly began to sink into the stone pillar.

He was clearly being sealed as the core of the world in exchange for maintaining this vast world.

-You saved the assassin who tried to kill you, and you also saved me, who drew a sword against you.

The Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley returned to his original form.

-You also have the power to enforce your own will.

“It seems like you went easy on me.”

At Ro-woon’s words, the bandages binding the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley’s mouth twitched.

It seemed like he was smiling.

-Even if we had clashed with all our might, it would have been difficult to see the end.

As Ro-woon said, the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley hadn’t shown his full power.

He wasn’t in perfect condition because he was maintaining the world.

His mind had been worn down by countless long years, preventing him from using his full power.

-I cannot leave the Ghostly Sound Valley.

It was said that the monsters of Eun were mostly like that.

They rarely left their world, whether by their own will or by others.

“What about the assassins of the Ghostly Sound Valley?”

-They…

The Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley said.

-They must protect me.

Protect the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley?

-There are times when madness surges. I forget everything and rampage. The assassins of the Ghostly Sound Valley must stop me.

The being that the assassins of the Ghostly Sound Valley had to kill was originally the Divine Demon, but now it seemed he was no longer the Divine Demon.

The Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley.

He was raising the assassins’ power to stop his rampage and protect the world.

-Please help me.

At the earnest request, Ro-woon said with languid eyes.

“I have no intention of granting your request.”

A firm statement.

-Indeed…

The Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley’s eyes seemed to close, but he didn’t seem greatly disappointed.

-That is understandable. I understand.

“Why should I accept someone else’s request when I have my own things to protect and find?”

-……!

“I am a disciple of the Divine Demon.”

A disciple of Master, Shin Yeo-wool.

“My master has bequeathed everything she had to me.”

-Such…

“Even if the Hao Clan are betrayers, they are mine. I will decide their fate.”

Ro-woon, himself.

“I will save the Hao Clan. I can’t stand to see them destroyed by someone else’s hands.”

-Thank you.

***

“What happened…”

Kang Eun-ha still had a dazed look on her face.

“I’m sorry!”

She immediately knelt before Ro-woon.

“This negligence! I’ll atone with one of my arms-!”

The sight of her quickly drawing a large sword and trying to chop off her left arm was a bizarre spectacle.

“Do you want to die?”

“If you say so!”

“Don’t do it!”

At Ro-woon’s annoyed shout, Kang Eun-ha finally put down her sword.

And…

Screech.

At the sound from the side, Ro-woon’s fist moved quickly.

Thwack!

With a loud bang, Jung Chi-soo’s face was buried in the ground.

“The sin of not protecting the Blood Demon… mmmph…”

The reason they were acting like this was simple.

They had followed the Blood Demon to the Ghostly Sound Valley to protect him, but they hadn’t been able to do anything.

They were asking to be punished for the sin of standing idly by when the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley had targeted Ro-woon.

“From the start, you guys weren’t at a level you could handle.”

Ro-woon said, thinking of the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley trapped in the barrier in the empty field.

‘The Realm of Life and Death.’

Indeed, the monsters of Eun had the skills to be called monsters.

They had surpassed the realm of the transcendent, the Hyeon Realm, and entered the realm of life and death.

They were also people who had spent over a thousand years training in martial arts.

‘Two gears.’

The Heavenly Demon Divine Art and the Blood Demon Divine Art.

They were at a similar level to his current self, who had reached the extreme of those two.

It was a natural thing.

They had survived for thousands of years, training only in martial arts.

‘What I learned was a martial art that was improved to polish the vessel.’

It was bound to be different from Shin Yeo-wool’s.

“The Lord of the Valley isn’t a bad person.”

Lee Yong-jin said, taking something out and putting it in his mouth.

“Even though he seems like that, he’s trying his best.”

His voice was filled with complex emotions.

“He’s like a parent and a teacher to us. Well, he’s a bit out of it.”

As Lee Yong-jin said that, he finished his preparations with a ‘heave-ho’ sound.

“What? Are you going too?”

Kang Eun-ha had heard from Ro-woon and knew what to do from now on.

She had been told that there would be support from the Ghostly Sound Valley, even if it wasn’t much.

“Yes? The Lord of the Valley told me to go and help.”

“Hmm.”

Lee Yong-jin was definitely a special-grade assassin.

But considering his somewhat absent-minded and clumsy appearance, it didn’t seem like he would be of much help.

“He will be of help.”

A man with a strange aura approached and said.

When Kang Eun-ha and Jung Chi-soo tilted their heads in confusion.

“Lord of the Valley.”

Ro-woon recognized him and said.

The aura of the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley.

Clearly, the Lord’s body was sealed inside, but he had appeared by borrowing the body of one of the residents through soul possession.

“That guy, despite his appearance, is the Vice Lord of the Valley.”

“V-Vice Lord? Of the Ghostly Sound Valley?”

Kang Eun-ha, who had seen the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley’s skills, seemed surprised at the news that Lee Yong-jin was the Vice Lord.

“The assassins of the Ghostly Sound Valley are extremely restrained in unleashing their power. Especially…”

Lee Yong-jin shrugged at the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley’s words.

“That guy’s Heavenly Blood Energy is greater than anyone else’s, so I personally placed a restriction on it.”

“What…”

“Can you do it?”

This time, the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley looked at Ro-woon and said.

“Back then, even my master thought it was nearly impossible to teach someone. But now it’s different.”

The incomplete energy, Heavenly Blood Energy.

“I’ve already done some work on it.”

Ro-woon could control that Heavenly Blood Energy.

To alleviate and reduce the side effects.

“If that guy can use his power, he will be no less than the Blood Cult’s Divine Maiden.”

At the Lord’s words, Kang Eun-ha’s eyes lit up.

It was also the competitive spirit of Kang Eun-ha, who was a martial artist before being a Divine Maiden.

“It is an unforgivable sin to have threatened the Blood Demon. But as a martial artist, Kang Eun-ha, I am grateful for the Lord’s grace.”

Kang Eun-ha said, clasping her hands in a respectful bow.

While Ro-woon and the Lord were fighting, Kang Eun-ha and Jung Chi-soo, who had been possessed, had a conversation with a part of the Lord’s spirit.

Through that conversation, Kang Eun-ha and Jung Chi-soo had gained enlightenment.

‘Heavenly Blood Energy.’

Because the Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley had mastered the combined martial art of Heavenly Demon Energy and Blood Demon Energy, which was directly taught by Master Shin Yeo-wool, he was able to convey meaningful enlightenment to Kang Eun-ha and Jung Chi-soo, who had just begun to handle Blood Demon Energy and Heavenly Demon Energy.

“I’m glad if it was helpful. And…”

The Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley looked at Ro-woon.

“It seems there is nothing I can do for you.”

The Lord of the Ghostly Sound Valley had lived for over a thousand years.

The martial arts he had honed would be helpful to anyone who had reached the same level.

But Ro-woon was different.

“You…”

Ro-woon.

-It seems you are in a place that cannot be compared to someone like me.

There was nothing he could do for him.

Ro-woon nodded and said.

“Let’s leave without wasting any time.”

The Hao Clan was in danger.

They might already be under attack.

“The Vice Lord will guide you.”

* * *

The place was shaped like the grand palace of the imperial palace.

“Tsk.”

A voice clicked its tongue.

“It’s too extravagant for lowly courtesans or servants to reside in.”

The fierce and sharp voice, filled with dissatisfaction, echoed through the grand palace.

“Isn’t that right?”

His question was conveyed to the person behind the drooping screen at the end of the grand palace.

Whoosh!

The flames that soared outside the open door briefly illuminated the scene.

“The reason we have left you alone all this time is because it was beneficial to us.”

The man said, looking around the grand palace.

“Even vermin have their roles. They can filter information that is bought and sold by anyone, or the rebel groups that have joined hands with you.”

“Rebels.”

A clear voice echoed from behind the screen.

“Since when was Eun an imperial palace?”

Smirk.

The man laughed at the voice, and the voice continued.

“Does the Guild Master think of himself as an emperor?”

“Eun is ruined.”

The man answered.

“There is no imperial palace. There are no common people. The only ones who survived the destruction are the martial artists.”

So.

“Is there a law that says I can’t become an emperor?”

“……”

“The people to rule are the martial artists, and isn’t this a world overflowing with vermin who must live for those martial artists?”

The number was incomparable to the people of Eun in the past.

Bugs that overflowed even when killed and killed.

The residents of Earth were so numerous.

“The Guild Master will become an emperor. Just like the demonic leaders of the Western Regions.”

“You’re crazy.”

“Why not?”

The man’s eyes gleamed eerily.

“In the past, wasn’t the Divine Demon also a king, even though he was a martial artist?”

“How dare you-!”

Anger was laced in the clear voice, shaking the grand palace.

“Kuh.”

A trickle of blood flowed from the man’s mouth.

He had suffered internal injuries from the rebuke.

“Do not utter that name with your filthy mouth!”

“Either way…”

The man said, wiping his mouth.

“Aren’t you also betrayers?”

At the cold voice, the screen shook again.

“Let’s stop this.”

A man in a well-tailored suit entered the grand palace with a tired face.

“If you provoke the Clan Leader any further…”

The man looked like a playboy, but also like an office worker.

“I won’t hold back anymore.”

“Black City King.”

It was Ha Se-min.

“Keep your promise.”

At Ha Se-min’s cold voice, the man nodded.

“Of course, whose word do you think it is?”

The man smiled and began to walk out.

“Remember that the fate of the Hao Clan rests on you, Black City King.”

After saying that, the man patted Ha Se-min’s shoulder as he passed by.

“Remember… that.”

Ha Se-min said, biting his lip as he looked at the man who had disappeared.

He slowly walked towards the swaying screen and knelt down.

“Clan Leader. My god.”

Ha Se-min, distorted with anger, said, burying his head on the floor.

“Do we have to do this?”

A question of whether he had to endure all this humiliation.

“……”

After a long silence, a voice came from behind the screen.

“The Divine Demon’s Token is absolute.”

“Just what-!”

Ha Se-min shouted.

“What is the Divine Demon that makes us do this!”

He couldn’t understand.

Ha Se-min was born in the Hao Clan and had risen to the position of Vice Clan Leader.

But the Clan Leader had not told him everything.

It wasn’t just him.

The entire Hao Clan did not know the truth.

This was the price.

“The truth that only the Clan Leader knows…”

The world of the Hao Clan was burning.

“Is leading us to hell.”

He had led them to the world of the Hao Clan.

All of this had happened because of one small token they had brought.

What they had built was collapsing and in danger of being taken away.

Even so…

“I will follow. If it is the path that the Clan Leader has decided.”

Ha Se-min had no choice but to follow.

When Ha Se-min left the grand palace.

“There’s no choice but to rely on him…”

The clear voice of the Hao Clan Leader, Ha Jin, echoed hollowly.

“I hope he is truly… the one we have been waiting for.”