Chapter 201: Seems Like I Was Lacking.

Thinking about it while eating, I seemed to have enough sleep. This means that we will be able to fight nonstop for the next three days and nights.

The unpredictable nature of Kangho made me prepare for everything with a full stomach.

I work hard with Pervert Demon and Ghost Demon to eat the meat. Even though Sam Bok was eating meat like a beggar, he often took out one or two pieces and put them in a bowl to feed the young lord.

At the end of the long-awaited meat feast...

After finishing our breakfast at the guest house, the third young lord appears looking messed up.

"...."

I sit side by side in front of the guest house with Ghost Demon, Pervert Demon and gnawed at my teeth without saying anything. Sam Bok looks at him and asks,

"Young lord, are you fine?"

The guy sits down a little far from us with a sigh and says to Sam Bok.

"Sam Bok, did you bring me here on purpose?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I did it because I wanted to live. I apologize if this offended you. Did you drive out all the poison?"

"Poison is... well, I am not in a rush."

"Yes."

"I think I asked you several times. What were you thinking?"

I stop grinding my teeth and glare at the third young lord.

"Yah, third young lord."

"...."

"Shut your mouth and eat. I want you to stop nagging before I smash you to the floor. He was carrying this worthless bastard on his back all the way here, can you not shut up? Does this bastard need to have his mouth ripped to come to his senses? You want to cultivate again?"

"..."

And naturally the air turns cold, but I wasn't the only one in this mood.

Ghost Demon looks at third young lord and then opens his mouth with a subdued tone.

"Third young lord. Anyway, since you needed time to cultivate, the three of us were standing guard and eating meat."

"Hmm."

"If you bought time and got rid of the poison, wouldn't it be right to look at the situation first instead of scolding your subordinate? I don't know how you wanted to compete to be the sub cult leader with such thoughts."

I nod at Ghost Demon's words.

"Right."

Pervert Demon doesn't bother with that and speaks to Sam Bok in a sarcastic tone.

"Why did you carry this guy on your back? If you look closely, you aren't sane either. It is a waste of all the meat we gathered, just have it yourself."

Sam Bok respectfully puts his hands together and looks at us all. When young lord is unable to say anything, Sam Bok brings the meat he had set aside.

"Young lord, please have this meat. It is delicious."

What is this now?

I, Ghost Demon, and Pervert Demon all turn our heads ahead and blankly to the side.

The young lord takes the bowl of meat and put it aside like he didn't want to eat. After craving it for so long we were shoveling it in, but this meat wouldn't easily go down our throats.

With my consciousness alive, I turn to see young lord, but then Ghost Demon taps me on the knee.

He asks me to stay still, so I look ahead.

"..."

When the uncomfortable silence passes, the young lord speaks.

"Low-Down Sect Leader, young lord Mong and Master Yukhap. Thanks to you, I was able to buy time and take care of myself. Sam Bok."

"Yes."

"Thanks to you, I lived. I would have died if I had been in the safe house. Come to think of it, the harsh words you told me, were nothing. It is fine."

Sam Bok nods and says,

"Ah, yes. I was able to live because Low-Down Sect Leader let me into the guest house."

Pervert Demon tells Sam Bok.

"Pour the young lord a drink or two. It is so frustrating that the meat won't go down my throat."

"Ah, right. I understand.'

Pervert Demon says,

"Anyway, the fight between the young lord is quite bloody. One side hires the Butcher, and his sahyungs, and the other recruits the Heavenly Alliance.... I don't know what the intention of the Cult Leader is to do this with his sons when he can just gather them together and decide everything with a single fight. Who does such things?"

I answer without much thought.

"You must have fought so hard to get the position, is that inheritance?"

Ghost Demon answers,

"As far as I know, I heard that the situation of the Cult is a mess when the leaders fight for succession. It is said that all the factions within will divide up. Now, in a way, only the great young lords have things under control, so the Cult wouldn't be affected by much. Even if the great young lord's mother's powers are suppressed, one will have to obey the final words of the Cult Leader, so it is a pretty useless fight."

"Why?'

"Will the Cult Leader even step down? In terms of age and skill, he is reaching his prime age. And he even earned a title in the past, but his skills must have improved now."

Generally, strong people belonging to the warrior side enter their prime in their 40s and 50s. This is because they get a huge time to shine. However, contrary to such thoughts, warriors can appear in their 20s and sometimes be the best in the world in their 60s.

In any case, Kangho sees the Cult Leader to be reaching his prime.

Although I expected it, the overall level for people to develop had grown. Since one didn't know when things would change, even Im So-baek must be training hard. Only then did the third young drink the alcohol.

Actually, this guy had no place to turn to. Sam Bok, who was running around, was so tired that he too looked exhausted.

I look around outside the guest house with people who had nothing to do and laugh.

"... all the pathetic batch had gathered here. It isn't easy to meet like this."

Ghost Demon says,

"It isn't so bad."

I look at the sight ahead and say,

"The scenery of the guest house. Enjoy it. If we don't enjoy this movement, it will be gone forever. We cannot enjoy this forever, so let us enjoy this moment."

Pervert Demon nods,

"Such bullshit. Do you really think so?"

I shake my head.

"That is the duty of the eldest. The three of us are so far from that."

Ghost Demon asks me curiously,

"Does Sect Leader think that senior Sword Demon is the best?"

"Well, he is the best of us."

"In what way?"

In an instant, I turn my head. Everyone is waiting for my words. I explain my thoughts about Sword Demon.

"At a time in the past, he was known as the best in the Demonic Cult. A man who doesn't take orders from anyone other than the Cult Leader. Isn't that the same position as the best?"

Sam Bok responds.

"Yes."

"Even though he isn't there now, they would be equals. It seems that the guy was in an honorary position. How many men in Kangho can throw away such a position in a strong Cult? This means that greed for power isn't the priority, it is said that the Sword Demon possessed the best strength and is one of the Four Great Sword's holder of the Demonic Cult. He put it down and practiced the wooden sword. This meant that he was wary of becoming stronger in the wrong way, even if it was the more difficult path to choose."

Everyone listens.

"But apart from these things, what is the true intention of senior? Cult Leader, the doctrine, and the swords, nothing could suppress his will. He thinks and acts alone, but he doesn't interact with the complicated things of life, so he is a great warrior in his own way. Even if he is defeated by the leader, or has just one disciple who doesn't listen, even if persecuted by many, Sword Demon is Sword Demon."

I look ahead.

"It isn't easy to go through with the thoughts of oneself without causing harm for others. Even so, the young lord fights and having such a senior is touching. How a man should live. It isn't just the thoughts of wanting to please or follow orders. It means that following the doctrine and bowing down to words isn't the Demonic way."

I glare at young lord from the corner of my eye and say,

"If you stop going insane you should be able to differentiate between what is slavery and the Demonic way. Stop doing these meaningless things. Killing your brothers with butchers. You cannot be the successor of the Cult. Do you think your father would pass it down to such an idiot?"

Third young lord is unable to open his mouth and Sam Bok asks cautiously,

"Then who should this be passed onto?"

"Not passed down, you bastard."

"Why?"

I speak with a grin.

"I am not the spokesperson for the Demonic Cult... speaking what I think, I will either kill the Cult Leader or pass it to someone capable. Isn't that the Demonic way? Why fight like that at all fucking bastard? Skills are fucked up things. A bastard who is being carried on the back of a weaker escort wants to be the sub-Cult Leader? Get yourself together. Eat the meat Sam Bok grilled. You must be hungry right?"

I chuckle and even the other two demons made faces.

Third young lord glares at me, and then stretches his hand out to feed himself.

For a moment, he takes the meat with his hand not saying anything and then pours the glass of alcohol with his oiled hands.

Pervert Demon asks me like he is curious about something.

"Third one."

"What?"

"Why are you this hard on people? Where did you even learn to talk? In the past, you fell off a cliff and did something bad. Who taught you how to make people cough up blood with words instead of martial arts?"

I point my finger at him.

"Well, this bastard is worse. You just need to stay still but see you doing all this. What does the second one think?"

Ghost Demon nods his head.

"Right. If I were third young lord, the meat would just be stuck in my throat listening to you two."

"...!"

Suddenly, I heard a squeak, so I turned to see Sam Bok patting the young lord.

"Young lord, please eat slowly. Eat with chopsticks."

The young lord hurriedly drinks alcohol.

I too don't understand people like me. Why did I have to be born like this? It wasn't my job to understand the world with all its twists and turns.

As everyone eagerly waits, third young lord sees the dark clouds hanging around the guest house.

It was the people in dark robes.

The guys sent to silence him, but stronger people than before were coming out.

In the meantime, the third young lord, who tries to gulp down a piece of meat stuck in his throat, continues to eat meat with his hand despite people coming for him.

And I could see many of them. The crowd was close to a siege and the people in the center split into left and right.

From there, a tall person in black robe came and said,

"Introduce who they are."

One guy of his said,

"From the right, Low-Down Sect Leader, Master Yukhap, Mong Rong of the Mong family and the last one seems to be the escort of the third young lord."

The man in the robe speaks with a bored tone.

"Why is this such a pathetic group?"

I answer,

"I was thinking the same thing."

The black robe one says,

"Low-Down Sect Leader. I am Won Ga-sung of the Primary Commanding Alliance."

I nod my head at his words.

"You look similar to a monkey. What is this?"

Won Ga-sung glares at me for a moment and then sighs,

"... I hope you decide to hand over the third young lord to someone else. There is no reason for you to protect him, just hand him to us. It isn't like I would kill him right after I catch him, I will just hand him over to the client. It isn't good to intervene in the affairs of the Cult and not wise to touch our alliance either. You belong to the Six Dragons and your name is just spreading. Can you make such a choice?"

Young lord continues to chew on the meat.

"Is it the great young lord or the second one? Start with that."

Won Ga-sung looks at the third young lord and says,

"You shut up. I am talking to Low-Down Sect Leader."

Won Ga-sung tells me,

"Low-Down Sect Leader, if it wasn't for this incident, our alliance would have invited you. From what I heard, there are a lot of unorthodox troops under his command. I think you are a better fit with us than with Leader Im."

Oh my, another one trying to recruit...

But not in such a time.

I look at the third young lord.

"Had your share?"

Young lord responds by tapping his chest with his hand.

"Wait."

I have no choice but to speak with Won Ga-sung first.

"Look here, Won Ga-sung. If this favor will continue... ah, wait. Is there anyone in Kangho who can tell me what to do? There is no one."

Won Ga-sung says,

"Tell me your decision."

I look at him.

"Not you. If your alliance wasn't blind, then information wouldn't be neglected. Didn't you hear how I worked with the alliance in the past?"

Won Ga-sung, looks at his subordinates around and says,

"... I heard that Im So-baek killed them all, didn't he?"

"Yes."

"I see. Then what about you?"

I sighed. It seems like I am still lacking in skills in Kangho.

Then, it is my fault.