CLS-Chapter 276

Chapter 276

“I didn’t have any particular thoughts at the time.”

“I suppose that would be the case.”

“Well, it would be, since I was completely absorbed in just trying to somehow block that situation.”

It might be different now, but at that time, Guangqushen was far from being seasoned.

Compared to people of similar age, he was excessively cunning and shrewd, but that was just an advantage he had when compared to people of similar age. Compared to those who commanded that era, he was still just a wet-behind-the-ears youngster.

“I was quite young at the time.”

“Wei Yan-ho was already there at that time…”

“Don’t compare me to that guy.”

Guangqushen made a very displeased face and snapped irritably.

“At least compare me to a human being. How can you compare me to that guy?”

“Wei Yan-ho is also human.”

“That guy isn’t human.”

“Excuse me?”

“Really, that guy isn’t even human.”

Guangqushen grabbed his shoulders and shuddered as if the mere thought made his flesh crawl.

“No, lice are falling, so stop shaking your body like that…”

“If lice don’t fall from a beggar’s body, where else do lice live!”

“…If you cherish lice so much, don’t detach them from your body.”

“You, have you gotten a bit cheeky?”

“…I apologize.”

Listening to each anecdote made me keep forgetting who the person in front of me was.

The great martial artist Guangqushen, who left a legendary myth in the martial world, was nowhere to be found, and it felt like there was just one sucker sitting there who had only been thoroughly beaten by Wei Yan-ho.

“Anyway, so what happened?”

“What happened? What do you mean what happened? Isn’t this a story you’ve already heard enough? It’s famous in the martial world too. When the evil demonic cult members cowardly launched a surprise attack, the Radiant Martial Lord, overflowing with chivalrous spirit, resolutely drew his sword and rose up…”

“That’s a bit…”

The Historian said with a dubious face.

“If I hadn’t heard all the stories up to now, I might not know, but after hearing all the stories, I don’t think that incident would be true either.”

“At least you have some sense.”

“It’s different from the facts, isn’t it?”

“Of course it’s different. It has to be different.”

Guangqushen snorted and said.

“What kind of person is that guy? Chivalrous spirit? Chivalrous energy? What nonsense.”

“I thought so. But I don’t understand why the rumors spread like that. Was this also manipulated by later generations?”

“That’s not it.”

“What?”

Guangqushen made a very displeased expression.

“This is… how should I put it. It’s a bit complicated… No, it’s hard to call it complicated.”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

“So what I’m saying is this. What would you do if a fly was buzzing in front of your face?”

“I’d swat it.”

“Right. Whether you succeed or fail, you’d at least swing your hand. But from the perspective of people suffering because of that fly, either way, that person caught the fly for them.”

“So, the Demonic Cult is the fly?”

“…That’s right.”

The Historian looked at Guangqushen with a dumbfounded face.

“Well, the analogy is a bit crude, but it’s not exactly wrong either. From Wei Yan-ho’s perspective, he didn’t particularly want to fight and wanted to pass by quietly, but the Demonic Cult guys kept flocking to where he was, so he had no choice but to beat them up. From the perspective of those watching, Wei Yan-ho kept saying ‘annoying, annoying’ while constantly beating up Demonic Cult members, so they thought ‘Even though that guy talks like that, he’s deliberately choosing places where Demonic Cult members will come and fight the Demonic Cult.'”

When the Historian looked at him with a complicated face, Guangqushen chuckled.

“That’s why I told you, Wei Yan-ho brings misfortune around with him. If it just ended with Demonic Cult members attacking and him getting caught up in it, there’s no way that guy would be Wei Yan-ho. The Demonic Cult members attack, but they have to specifically target only the places where that guy is for him to be Wei Yan-ho.”

“Why is that person always like that?”

“…Well, I’ve thought about it many times, but I couldn’t really find a reason. However, if I think about one thing…”

“Yes.”

“That guy has either excessively good luck or excessively bad luck. While ordinary people pick up coins while walking, that guy picks up gold bars, and while ordinary people get splashed by falling water while walking, that guy gets rocks rolling down and falling on his head.”

“Ah…”

Guangqushen grinned.

“Isn’t it just like that? Since the range of his luck is extreme, when he gets hit, he gets hit big.”

The Historian unconsciously nodded his head.

***

Considering what happened later, we have to assume that the Demonic Cult members had already figured out the strength of those gathered at Mount Hua.

Well, there were people who informed them in detail about the people gathered there and those who would gather, so there’s no way they couldn’t properly assess the strength. Anyway, so the Demonic Cult calculated exactly the amount of troops needed to cleanly suppress those gathered inside and brought them along.

The more troops you dispatch into enemy territory, the higher the probability of being discovered.

Do you understand what I mean?

But that calculation went wrong.

Because of that guy.

Huh?

I know an absolute master is impressive, but does it make sense that the situation gets reversed because of just one person?

You, you don’t know anything.

You’re mistaken about two things.

First, Wei Yan-ho isn’t just a master.

He’s the Radiant Martial Lord, the Radiant Martial Lord.

His name is so brilliant that if you write his epithet on paper and keep looking at it, you might go blind—that’s how fearsome an epithet he earned. Do you think this brilliant and brilliant epithet was just given away?

From the stories, Wei Yan-ho seems like that, right?

A young guy who’s incredibly skilled.

That’s not it.

Wei Yan-ho is just skilled. It’s not a matter of being young or not. Even at that time when you could say he was still unripe, Wei Yan-ho was one of the top masters in the martial world.

Do you know how terrifying an absolute master is?

An absolute master is someone who can change the entire course of battle in an instant on a battlefield where countless people are fighting.

From the Demonic Cult members’ perspective, they ended up having their previous advantages completely taken away.

Wei Yan-ho?

Wei Yan-ho was, well, annoyed to death.

***

“No!”

Where in the world could there be such an unfair thing!

When I tried to hide toward the pavilion, they came charging in and destroyed the pavilion, and when I tried to hide toward where there were no people, they did rabbit drives, and when I hid where there were people, this time they came flocking here trying to slash with swords!

“Did you really have to take everything!”

“What’s that guy saying?”

“You guys, you shouldn’t have done that.”

Wei Yan-ho trembled and drew his sword.

“Your big brother, you see.”

“…Big brother?”

“If you leave him alone, he’s really a harmless person.”

Wei Yan-ho could really take pride in that one thing.

If no one bothers him first, he never harms others. How much harm could a person who stays holed up in a corner and doesn’t come out possibly cause?

But when someone bothers him, the story becomes different.

“But there are always people who bother me.”

Grinding his teeth, Wei Yan-ho pushed through the people and came forward.

“Do you know what happened to all the people who bothered me?”

The Demonic Cult members looked at Wei Yan-ho with bewildered eyes.

What the hell is that guy saying right now?

“Is he crazy?”

“He might have lost his reason for fear.”

“Whatever. Let’s finish this quickly and go. If the Bishop sees us hesitating like this, we’ll end up unable to even collect our bones.”

When the word Bishop was mentioned, the Demonic Cult members flinched.

Gwangmuryeon was usually a gentle person, but when he got angry, no one could stop him. He had even beaten a cult member to death with his fists for committing a crime.

“Then let’s deal with this gutless guy first.”

A Demonic Cult member lifted his curved sword and approached Wei Yan-ho.

“Young man, consider it an honor to die by the cult’s way…”

And that was the moment.

Wei Yan-ho suddenly rushed forward and kicked the talking Demonic Cult member right in the crotch.

“Gyaaaaaaaaaack!”

Those who witnessed that scene later recalled that the most heartbreaking scream a human could make was there.

“Hiiiiiiiick!”

“Wh-where did he just kick!”

“Demon! Devil!”

“Buddha! Please look down upon us.”

Seeing the Demonic Cult member kicked by Wei Yan-ho soar into the sky while clutching his crotch, all the men simultaneously covered their own parts with both hands and poured out words of condemnation.

That’s not something a human in human skin should do.

How pitiful must it have been that they felt sorry for the Demonic Cult member who had been targeting their lives? There are things a person born as a person can do, and things they shouldn’t do.

Wei Yan-ho’s attack right now was clearly beyond that limit.

The watery scream faintly heard from the sky was multiplying the horror.

“Th… This!”

Those who saw their comrade shoot up into the sky ground their teeth, but they couldn’t rashly charge at Wei Yan-ho.

Though it looked somewhat ridiculous, it was an undeniable fact that Wei Yan-ho had instantly closed the distance at a speed they couldn’t even react to and kicked up their comrade.

If instead of kicking, he had drawn the sword at his waist and cut him down, the current reaction would have exploded in a completely different way.

That very fact prevented them from acting rashly.

And their groins felt slightly numb too.

When Wei Yan-ho shook his head left and right, tuk-tuk sounds of bones hitting echoed.

“Geez.”

Wei Yan-ho looked at them as if they were pathetic and slowly drew his sword.

As the sword was drawn with a geuruk sound, the Demonic Cult members looked at Wei Yan-ho with extremely tense eyes.

“Who are you?”

“Me? I am…”

“Aaaaaaaaaaack!”

Thud!

“…am.”

“Huh?”

The shout of the Demonic Cult member who fell to the ground and the huge explosion sound from colliding with the ground drowned out Wei Yan-ho’s voice.

“Aw, even when falling, you have to fall at a time like this.”

Wei Yan-ho lightly kicked the Demonic Cult member who had fallen exactly in front of him to flip him over.

Seeing him collapse, foaming at the mouth, he felt a little sorry.

“That’s why you shouldn’t have come this way.”

The people watching the scene also started murmuring.

“Is that… urine?”

“Looks like blood?”

“If blood came out from being kicked there, isn’t it over?”

“…It’s over, yeah.”

“He looks young…”

Sadness that transcended ideology, camp, and left and right began to flow throughout the venue. All those with beards closed their eyes and paid their respects. At this rate, even passing cats would pay their respects.

“Well, anyway…”

Wei Yan-ho lightly swung the sword he had drawn and cracked his neck again tuk-tuk.

“Heave-ho!”

When he twisted his back greatly, a ppeok sound that made everyone listening flinch echoed loudly.

“It’s been a while since I used my body, so this is really…”

Realizing that the human body stiffens when not used, Wei Yan-ho pointed his sword at the Demonic Cult members and shouted loudly.

“Keep in mind that the price for waking a sleeping lion… no, a sleeping lazy bum is great!”

When the Demonic Cult members looked at him with dumbfounded faces, Wei Yan-ho smacked his lips.

“Aw, I guess I can’t intimidate people with words. Then… heave-ho!”

Wei Yan-ho’s sword began to emit a dazzling radiance.

***