Weapon-Devouring Bastard – Episode 314
The Old Monster continued to speak.
Too heavy to dismiss.
His voice, like the darkness of night, quietly and heavily burrowed into my mind.
“Lee Tae-shin. The reason he didn’t embrace you… isn’t there only one?”
Questions held for too long.
Throb!
I felt a sudden headache at the Old Monster’s words.
“It’s because you are not Lee Tae-shin’s child.”
“……”
The Old Monster looked at Lee Cheol.
Lee Cheol tried to hide it, but the Old Monster clearly heard the short groan that escaped from between Lee Cheol’s teeth.
‘To end with just a groan, that’s quite impressive.’
Here, mental confusion or shock has a greater effect.
And what Lee Cheol heard now was a strike against one of the biggest pillars that made up Lee Cheol’s being.
Lee Cheol was enduring it with an iron-clad ego, even though that great pillar was cracked.
“……Cut the crap. Do you think the main family hasn’t done every test, including genetic, magical, and sorcerous?”
“Child. Don’t you know it too?”
The Old Monster paused for a moment before continuing.
“In this world, nothing is impossible.”
“……”
Lee Cheol didn’t refute. No, he couldn’t.
Because Lee Cheol also knew.
That he possessed more knowledge than anyone else in the world.
That knowledge didn’t distinguish between science, humanities, magic, martial arts, sorcery, orthodox, or unorthodox ways, so the formal evidence Lee Cheol mentioned was useless.
‘Yes, don’t believe it right away. Doubt it more. After all, despair and confusion come from doubting belief.’
The Old Monster clicked his tongue and laughed.
He wanted the foundation of Lee Cheol to collapse when the story from his mouth ended.
And the Old Monster had the ‘truth’ to do so.
“I assert. Child, you can be called Lee Tae-shin’s child, but you cannot be a life born normally from receiving his essence.”
“What…… does that mean?”
Finally.
Lee Cheol began to listen.
“The story will be long. Where should I start…… Yes, I should start there.”
The Old Monster clapped weakly and then shone his eyes.
“Do you know the identity of your maternal bloodline?”
In the millennia of human history, there was a miracle created by this world.
The bloodlines that purify the power of monsters, born on a small peninsula in the Far East.
The Soongjung Choi Family.
“No, you have to know. I felt Choi Yoo-woon’s energy in the power you wield… If you inherited the energy normally, you would have heard about the secret history.”
The Old Monster spoke the real name of Choi Yoo-woon, who was more often called Chief Choi in the Soongmoo Lee family.
“The last successor of the Soongjung Choi family, and the woman Lee Tae-shin had hidden away. There was a person named Choi Yoo-jung in this world.”
Words that seemed to announce the real beginning of the story.
Accordingly, the shape of something began to emerge before my eyes.
It was the figure of a beautiful woman.
A woman with glossy black hair with a brownish tint, somewhat sharp eyes, and a firm-looking mouth.
She looked more like a strong daughter of a martial family than a lady of a noble family.
‘……Mother.’
I couldn’t help but recognize her.
I couldn’t even doubt it.
Because that woman’s face was so much like mine.
-When I see you, Master, I am reminded of someone I know.
-There was someone special. A very beautiful and very strong person.
Those were the words Chief Choi had left for me long ago.
Like Chief Choi said, I really resembled my mother.
“That’s right. That woman was your mother, Choi Yoo-jung. And Lee Tae-shin was with her.”
Soon, the figure of a young man appeared next to my mother.
Father.
Lee Tae-shin, the head of the Soongmoo Lee family, when he was still young.
“Aren’t they a truly well-matched pair? It was inevitable that they would fall in love. No, they had fallen. Love. Isn’t that the most powerful curse that no one has ever avoided since ancient times!”
The Old Monster spoke in an exaggerated tone, like a play, and shouted.
Human tragedy always begins with that emotion that cannot be thrown away.
Even Lee Tae-shin could not escape from it.
“Why a curse? The reason is simple. Lee Tae-shin is a man who lives for the greater good. For that, he was willing to throw away anything, even his own life.”
Lee Tae-shin was such a man.
A man who realized the destiny given to him early on and devoted himself to it.
“Such Lee Tae-shin saw the future of destruction. What is most needed in the coming disaster? The answer was nearby. It was… the power of the Soongjung Choi family.”
A clear energy rippled in the form of Choi Yoo-jung.
The miracle only allowed to the Choi family.
The power of purification.
“On the other hand, it was the same for your mother. She wanted the power of the Choi family, which was running out, to be preserved.”
The Old Monster changed the image of the illusion.
Lee Tae-shin and Choi Yoo-jung in agony.
And between them, a black energy like a crack overflows.
“The problem arose there. They each wanted power and succession, but they fell in love with each other at the same time. At the same time, they became unable to achieve each other’s goals. Why is that?”
I knew the answer.
The blood of the Soongmoo Lee family….
“The blood of the Soongmoo Lee family never mixes with the blood of the Soongjung Choi family. A child is never born between the two bloodlines.”
From the Old Monster’s mouth, a bloodless purple tongue moved.
“The reason is simple. The power of the Soongjung Choi family purifies the monster factor in the blood of the Soongmoo Lee family. In that case, the fetus is born without magic. There is no being without magic in the world, which means it becomes without magic.”
If that happens, the result was obvious.
Death.
The child cannot have life.
“Most of them don’t even implant. Even if the powers of the two families miraculously balance and succeed in implantation, they will soon miscarry or be stillborn.”
The Old Monster said that and looked at Lee Cheol.
Lee Cheol’s expression was distorted.
Lee Cheol was a smart man.
So smart that he could guess the story that would come out after this.
That’s why he’s making that expression.
The truth is always cruel.
“Lee Tae-shin and Choi Yoo-jung, because they loved each other, they became obstacles to each other.
If they hadn’t had affection for each other, Choi Yoo-jung could have met another man and had an heir, and Lee Tae-shin could have taken it and acquired the ‘power’ of the Choi family.”
The Old Monster remembers that time.
Choi Yoo-jung and Lee Tae-shin.
Because the two were connected, a situation arose where they had no choice but to harm each other’s purpose.
Ah, what a tragic fate?
“So, he chose.”
The Old Monster felt the pleasure rising from the depths and continued to speak.
“To give up the rest for the sake of the greater good.”
It was then.
Woo-woo-woo-woong!
I felt a headache and tinnitus.
I felt some memory digging into my head.
I was in some dark room.
The Old Monster was there. And my mother was there.
My mother was unconscious.
Someone was putting the unconscious mother in front of the Old Monster.
The face of the person handing her over was not clearly visible.
Again, a new memory flashed through my head.
I was wrapped in darkness.
The next moment, the world brightened.
No, the world didn’t brighten.
I, that is, the ‘me’ in the memory, had opened my closed eyes.
The place where I was placed was on an altar full of geometric figures.
Around it were tools of unknown purpose and instruments with magical meanings.
The air was full of the smell of blood, and I was crying.
An altar where I don’t know what purpose the ritual is for.
Now that I see it, I was still a newborn baby who couldn’t even turn my body over.
…This memory was from such a young age.
Then, something appeared in my eyes.
Eyes.
It was a person’s eyes.
The eyes looking at me.
The one who put me on this altar and was performing some kind of trick.
Those eyes.
‘It’s that guy’s.’
The one I saw when I was an impossibly young baby. It was none other than the Old Monster’s.
“Did you see something?”
The Old Monster’s smiling eyes pulled me from memory to reality.
“It should have been something from the distant past that you couldn’t see, is it the help of this space? Or is it the action of causality? It’s really amazing.”
Lee Cheol’s expression, distorted by the headache, no longer had composure or calmness.
And.
Step!
The Old Monster slowly began to move.
Towards Lee Cheol, who was collapsing.
He kept walking without stopping his mouth.
“Bull, shit……”
A curse was spat out from Lee Cheol’s tightly closed mouth.
The Old Monster smiled softly.
“I have only told you the truth since the first time we met. If there was a lie in my words, wouldn’t you have noticed it?”
The Old Monster continued to move.
The black world, which seemed solid, began to shake.
‘Finally, he showed an opening.’
This world is a world of mind.
In reality, nothing happens even if the mind shakes, but it is not here.
The collapse of the mind is revealed as a phenomenon, as a figure.
The Old Monster was watching.
The solid black energy that surrounded Lee Cheol was shaking.
The Old Monster was now convinced that there was not much left.
“Your father eventually chose power. And he wanted it. To have the power of the Soongjung Choi family dwell in that blessed body called the bloodline of the Soongmoo Lee family. That’s why he came to me.”
To the one who has learned the most knowledge and tricks under this sky, regardless of field.
“I took his blood from Lee Tae-shin. After a long failure, I was able to create a life based on that blood……”
The Old Monster stopped talking for a moment.
And staring at Lee Cheol, he said.
“That was you.”
Step!
The Old Monster’s step reached right in front of the shaking black world.
The Old Monster stopped for a moment at the black and white boundary.
“You are not Lee Tae-shin’s child. You are just a deformed something that he made by sacrificing his lover for the sake of the greater good.”
The Old Monster looked at Lee Cheol.
Lee Cheol was silent.
He didn’t use his power to attack himself, nor did he block his approach.
No, he couldn’t.
“I didn’t want to give you away. Because you were my greatest masterpiece. But Lee Tae-shin snatched you away. That’s how you became Lee Cheol of the ‘Soongmoo Lee family’.”
Lee Cheol’s trembling eyes.
His eyes were full of confusion.
Thud!
That confusion caused cracks in the black energy.
The world was shaking as if there was an earthquake.
“You will call me a wicked man of unorthodox ways. But I want to ask.”
The Old Monster’s eyes met Lee Cheol’s sunset-colored eyes.
“If so, aren’t you also such a thing, made by my hands?”
Thump!
At that sound, I felt my heart leap greatly.