The Regressed Young Master’s Guide to Living on Easy Mode

For three years, I contemplated the best choice to overcome this situation, and I found the answer.

It was for me to enter the Demonic Zenith.

Simply put, if I just entered the Demonic Zenith, everything would be resolved if I just defeated my junior sister in the Young Lord competition, regardless of the truth or anything else.

In the end, the Heavenly Demon Cult follows the law of the strong.

If there is no rising star stronger than me, what does it matter if my junior sister is the bloodline of the previous Heavenly Demon or not?

The same goes for me.

Because in the end, the only truth in the Heavenly Demon Cult is strength.

But I was still stuck at the Transcendent Peak, and today, my junior sister appeared.

"H-hello. I'm Yoo Su-a, a transfer student. Please take care of me!"

Is this a trick of fate?

My junior sister, who should have been working as a maid, appeared.

Before my regression, everything had started when my junior sister had appeared in the Little Demon Academy.

From then on, as if the protagonist of the world were my junior sister, all the surrounding situations revolved around her, and by the time I came to my senses, there was no one on my side.

Above all, the timing of my junior sister's transfer was truly ambiguous.

Currently, the Little Demon Academy was hardly holding any classes and was only continuing with training to gain practical experience.

And at such a time, my junior sister suddenly transferred?

Based on my experience before my regression, there was only one person in the Heavenly Demon Cult who could make such an arbitrary decision.

For some reason, my junior sister must have met the Heavenly Demon. And the Heavenly Demon, just like before my regression, must have recognized my junior sister's talent at a glance and had her transferred to the Little Demon Academy.

However, seeing that nothing else had happened, it seemed that he did not know that my junior sister was the bloodline of the previous Heavenly Demon.

The important thing was that the two had finally met.

"Hello!"

My junior sister, who was greeting those around her cheerfully, looked excited.

Since I had been talking about the Little Demon Academy whenever I had the chance for the past three years, it was as if my junior sister's dream had come true. It was natural for her to be happy.

For now, my junior sister and I had decided to pretend not to know each other outside. My junior sister was keeping her promise to me well.

"Hello!"

My junior sister greets me as if she were seeing me for the first time. I also accepted my junior sister's greeting.

"H-hello."

"Actually, I really wanted to attend the Little Demon Academy! But I didn't know it would come true! I'll work hard!"

"Y-yeah. Congratulations."

Letting my junior sister's words go in one ear and out the other, I focused on the instructor's words. The instructor was continuing to speak with a serious face.

"A few days ago, there were deserters among the students of the Little Demon Academy. A total of three deserters. They are currently on the run after stealing the secret manual for the manufacturing method of the Heaven-Shaking Thunder, a bomb with a power comparable to the Thunderclap Bomb. The Heavenly Demon Cult has decided to go all out on this matter. And the Little Demon Academy has also decided to actively cooperate in this matter."

As soon as the instructor's words ended, everyone tensed up in an instant. Not only because of the incident, but also because everyone was aware of who the three deserters were.

Of course. It would be strange if someone didn't know after spending several years together.

There were three people who were not here at the moment.

The three brothers of the Orthodox Faction.

And this was the second time this incident had happened to me. I had already experienced it once before my regression.

The instructor immediately divided us into groups and told us about the mission we had to carry out.

"There are a total of ten groups. One group will consist of one group leader and five group members. And this operation is a real situation where almost all the forces of the Heavenly Demon Cult have been mobilized, so the mission given to you, who are still apprentices, is tracking and reporting. It's not very dangerous, but it's not an unimportant mission either."

The group I belonged to was Group 1. I was the leader of Group 1, and the group members included my junior sister, the Sword Demoness, the Mad Demon, the Demonic Brain, and Gwang Se-hyeon.

The mission assigned to us was tracking and reporting in the capital.

It's a group composition as if someone had planned it.

My junior sister greets the group members first.

"Hello. I'm Yoo Su-a."

The Mad Demon was awkward, the Demonic Brain was still silent, and Gwang Se-hyeon was talkative as usual, saying things like, 'Don't be nervous,' and 'The adults will take care of everything.' And the Sword Demoness's reaction was unexpected.

For the past three years, the Sword Demoness's personality had strangely become blunt. Before, she would occasionally talk to me, but recently, she had never done so.

So everyone had a hard time approaching the Sword Demoness... As for me, since she resembled the Sword Demoness of the old days, I didn't have much of a problem and treated her as usual. But now, the Sword Demoness was approaching my junior sister first and talking to her.

"Come here. If you hang out with just anyone like that, you'll fall into a bad path."

"I'm not just anyone, am I?"

Gwang Se-hyeon tried to refute this, but when the Sword Demoness stared at him intently, he was simply suppressed.

"When you're young, you should only see and hear good things. Do you understand?"

"Thank you! Can I call you unni?"

"Yes. It's okay."

"Yes! Unni!"

It's surprising. It was the first time I knew that the Sword Demoness was so good at talking.

She's quite skilled at handling young kids.

"The weather is cold. What about your outer garment?"

"I didn't wear one. But it's okay. Because I'm strong!"

"When you're young, you should always be warm and full."

The Sword Demoness takes off her outer garment and puts it on my junior sister. My junior sister brings the clothes to her nose.

"It smells good."

It's a new sight, but it's not a big deal.

For now, I did what I had to do as a group leader.

"Everyone, gather."

At my words, the kids who were doing their own things gather at once. The other groups had already left their assigned areas, and only we were left.

For now, I continued my explanation, focusing on my junior sister, who was a transfer student who had just come today.

"You must be confused to be assigned such a task on your first day, but since this is what the Little Demon Academy is like, you'll have to get used to it from now on. Your name?"

"Yes! I'll keep that in mind! Senior! My name is Su-a."

The Sword Demoness is 'unni', and I'm 'senior'. Although the title seemed to have a certain distance, this was just right for the relationship between me and my junior sister in the eyes of others.

"Alright. Since I'm older, I'll speak informally. Is that okay?"

"Yes!"

"The others have done missions several times, so they'll be used to it. But if you're careless, you don't know what might happen, so everyone, be on your guard."

Everyone nods their heads in unison.

It's a sight that makes me feel reassured just by looking at it.

The students here now could be said to be the best talents the Little Demon Academy had raised.

The final goal of the Little Demon Academy is to raise talents who can be immediately deployed in real combat.

Therefore, the final direction of the classes had no choice but to be the same as real combat.

And this was also the period when the most dropouts occurred. The name was practical classes, but in reality, it was real combat.

In fact, the number of students in the Little Demon Academy had been reduced by half compared to before.

Among them, there were those who had lost their lives during a mission, those who had suffered irreversible injuries and had been assigned to other places, and those who had judged that it was not for them and had left for other places on their own.

The people remaining in the Little Demon Academy now could be seen as an immediate force that could be deployed if the Orthodox Faction were to start a war.

At such a time, it really didn't make sense for my junior sister to transfer.

'For now, there is no lack of skill in all of them.'

The Sword Demoness and the Mad Demon were looking at the end of the Peak, and Gwang Se-hyeon and the Demonic Brain were at the middle of the Peak.

And my junior sister and I were at the Transcendent Peak.

At this point, it was a bit excessive to just call them students; they could be called a special operations team.

"I'll summarize for the last time. Listen carefully. There are a total of 3 deserters this time, and they are the second son of the Namgung family, Namgung Mu-jeon, who was formerly of the Little Demon Academy, the third son of the Tang family, Tang Mun Nok-yong, and the expelled disciple of the Wudang Sect, Dok An-tae."

Although it was the news of the sudden desertion of a Little Demon Academy student who had spent several years with them, the members of Group 1 did not show any disappointment in their trusted comrades.

"Can't we just catch them?"

Towards the excited Mad Demon with clear eyes, I said.

"No. The mission given to us is up to tracking and reporting. Capture and killing are the responsibility of the upper units."

"Tch!"

Looking at the disappointed Mad Demon, I looked at the kids one by one to see if there were any other questions. The Sword Demoness, whose eyes met mine, opened her mouth.

"What if an unavoidable situation arises?"

"What kind of situation are you talking about?"

"For example, if the other side uses a killing move first."

"Then we would have no choice but to respond, but it would be better to do it in a way that captures, not kills, right?"

"I understand."

If it were the Sword Demoness I knew, I had a strong feeling that she would kill first in a pre-emptive action and then report, and then say that the other side had used a killing move first.

Just a moment ago, I felt reassured, but now a sense of anxiety that I had gathered only troublemakers creeps in.

Just then, my junior sister raises her hand high.

"Is there something you're curious about?"

"Yes! How should we respond if there is external intervention?"

At those words, the Demonic Brain, who had been closing his eyes, stealthily opens his eyes. The others also focus on my junior sister.

I thought to myself, 'As expected.'

As I said again, this incident was an incident that had also happened before my regression.

The name was the Orthodox Faction Three Brothers Secret Manual Theft Incident.

The three, who had been abandoned by the Orthodox Faction and had come to the Heavenly Demon Cult, are given a mission by someone from the Orthodox Faction during the Divine Demon Tournament.

And that someone makes a condition that if they succeed in the mission, they will be accepted as members of the Orthodox Faction again.

Of course, the three of them accept the mission, and they escape with the secret manual containing the manufacturing method of the Heaven-Shaking Thunder, which has an explosive power comparable to the Thunderclap Bomb, which the Heavenly Demon Cult had been keeping, and are eventually caught.

In the process, the secret manual was never found, and since no one revealed the mastermind, the three were beheaded side by side, and the incident came to an end.

However, what was certain was that this incident was by no means possible with just the three of them.

The Heaven-Shaking Thunder is classified as a grade A security level in the Heavenly Demon Cult. All grade A documents are stored in the Nine Demon Treasury, which is protected by nine formations.

The nine formations spread out in the Nine Demon Treasury are a top-secret matter.

Except for a very small number of people in the Heavenly Demon Cult, no one knew the method of disarming them.

But it wasn't that it was impossible to break through the formations of the Nine Demon Treasury.

Because you could aim for the day when the formations spread out in the Nine Demon Treasury are collected for the maintenance of the formations once a year.

Of course, the date of the maintenance is top secret.

It seemed that that was a few days ago.

There was another problem. Even if they had found out the date of the maintenance of the formations, warriors of the 3rd rank or higher, selected from each unit, were guarding it throughout the maintenance, and they had to break through that, enter the Nine Demon Treasury, and bring out the manufacturing method of the Heaven-Shaking Thunder.

Considering those processes, it was by no means something that three first-rate masters could do.

There must have been an accomplice.

And I remembered where the three of them had been caught.

If I go and wait there in advance this time, I'll be able to catch them. If I'm lucky, I might even be able to find out the mastermind.

"I've heard from the instructor that all the gates leading out of the Heavenly Demon Cult are currently closed, so let's go to the capital, the place we're in charge of, first."

Arriving in the capital, I said to the group members.

"The road is divided into four directions: east, west, south, and north. Su-a, who is new today, will head north with Seryeong, the Mad Demon will go west, Gwang Se-hyeon will go south, and I will go east alone. And the Demonic Brain will observe the situation from here and provide support where it's needed. How about that?"

Everyone nodded their heads.

By now, the three thieves of the Orthodox Faction would be heading north.

To find out about the mastermind, it was more convenient to handle it alone than to handle it together.

"Alright. You all have the flutes you received from the Heavenly Demon Cult, right?"

I could see the silver flutes hanging around each of their necks.

"In an emergency, be sure to blow the flute, and if you hear the sound of the flute, let's all gather there."

Each of them nods their heads and their eyes shine. They look full of motivation.

"Alright. The mission begins."

At this time, I didn't know. That an unimaginable dark plot was hidden behind this mission, and where my fate would lead.

* * *

Namgung Mu-jeon, Tang Mun Nok-yong, and Dok An-tae were running forward without looking back.

The three of them stopped when they arrived at the meeting place at the same time.

"Is this the place?"

"Yeah. It's certain."

"We can finally escape from the Heavenly Demon Cult."

Even after waiting for a while, no one appeared, and Namgung Mu-jeon felt that something was strange.

"But why isn't anyone coming? Is the time wrong?"

"No! The hour of the dog. The alley at the northern end of the capital outside the Heavenly Demon Cult. It's correct."

At Tang Mun Nok-yong's words, Dok An-tae muttered with an anxious expression.

"Don't tell me we were used or something?"

Tang Mun Nok-yong insisted that there was no way that could be.

"Don't worry. If they were going to abandon us, they wouldn't have helped us in the Nine Demon Treasury."

Namgung Mu-jeon nods his head and adds.

"That's right. And we have the manufacturing method of the Heaven-Shaking Thunder."

The sun has completely set, and a single shadow stretches long into the alley where the three of them are.

The three confirm the masked person at the end of the shadow.

The masked person asked the three of them.

"The item?"

The three looked at each other and smiled brightly, and Tang Mun Nok-yong hands over the secret manual with the manufacturing method written on it.

"It's certain."

The masked person, who had briefly glanced at the secret manual, says.

The three looked at each other again and smiled brightly. Namgung Mu-jeon opened his mouth.

"Now, take us back to the Orthodox Faction."

"Of course. We will never forget your hard work."

As soon as the answer ended.

Slice.

Namgung Mu-jeon's head fell from his head. Tang Mun Nok-yong and Dok An-tae, who saw that, immediately drew their hidden weapons and swords.

"You bastard! You deceived us!"

Tang Mun Nok-yong scattered his hidden weapons, and Dok An-tae performed a sword technique. The attacks of the first-rate masters were sharp.

However, the masked person lightly parried the two's attacks and then cut off Dok An-tae's neck. Tang Mun Nok-yong, who saw this, grabbed a poison pouch in his hand.

"This kind of poison is no good. It's hard to dispose of."

For a moment, Tang Mun Nok-yong saw his own wrist soaring into the air. Right after, the world tilted diagonally. That was the last sight Tang Mun Nok-yong saw in his life.

The masked person took out the Heaven-Shaking Thunder secret manual and put it in his bosom.

Just then.

"Stop right there."

The masked person turns his head and confirms the wall where the sound came from.

"Wow! You've made a hot mess."

The man who had lightly jumped down from the wall glanced at the dead Namgung Mu-jeon, Tang Mun Nok-yong, and Dok An-tae, and then stood in front of the masked person and said.

"Give that back."

The masked person confirmed the man's face and then opened his mouth.

"I didn't plan on meeting you so early, but I guess this is also fate?"

"I don't remember talking about fate with a man."

"As expected, that way of speaking is still frivolous."

"You're quite relaxed for a thief. You'll get caught if you do this."

"I see. I was excited to see you after a long time."

The masked person suddenly runs away. Well, this was normal. I immediately blew the flute. The bodies of the three who had already died would be taken care of by the group members.

I chased after the masked person alone. As expected, the masked person was fast. The masked person, who had been running away through the alleys, headed for the mountain.

'It's the end.'

A net had been spread around Heavenly Demon Mountain. The moment he entered the mountain, the masked person's fate was as good as set.

Thud.

The masked person stops.

"Did you give up?"

The masked person turns around and then takes off his mask.

"It's been a while, Yoo Jae-ha. No! Has it been three years?"

"Oh-ho! It's you!"

A rather welcome face was there.

"But what was your name?"

"Hehehe. As expected, you have a talent for pissing people off."

I'm sorry, but I had just sincerely asked for his name. You know, that thing where you remember the face but not the name.

"My name is Yang So-pyeong of the Sura Cult. If you still say you don't know, you're a son of a bitch."

"Ah! The kid who got beaten by me! I remember! Yes, yes! It was you!"

I have found out the mastermind of this incident.

"But is it okay for a kid who is the Young Lord of the Sura Cult to do something like this?"

"Because of you, I have lost everything. The position of Young Lord, and the role of a substitute."

I immediately understood why the guy had committed such an adventure. But it's a little surprising. I had never imagined that the mastermind of the Orthodox Faction Three Brothers was related to the Sura Cult.

So that's why they couldn't find out the mastermind of the incident even before my regression. Now I understand.

"Then I'm sorry."

"Hehehe. There's no need to apologize. The fact that you are also a fake is a great joy to me. Do you know? The fact that you were chosen as my next substitute."

"Huh?"

He's talking about real and fake, and has he finally gone crazy, lost in his own delusions?

"You're not moving, are you?"

The moment I heard those words, my blood ran cold.

"Everyone praises you, but you alone know. Who the real one is. Who the protagonist of this world is. Because he is closest to you."

I couldn't not know who the person Yang So-pyeong was referring to was.

"I, who am a fake, understand your feelings better than anyone else. Because I was also a fake. But now, it's different."

Yang So-pyeong reveals his energy. At the same time, a qi barrier spreads around him. And I could only stare blankly at Yang So-pyeong.

'The Demonic Zenith.'

Yang So-pyeong, who had appeared after three years, had become a master of the Demonic Zenith.

"Choose."

Yang So-pyeong takes out a red pill.

"Whether you will die to me here, or you will eat this."

"What is that?"

"It's a detonator. A divine pill that will bring out your potential all at once. It's also called the Liberation Pill. It's the only salvation that will liberate you from this tiresome situation."

The Liberation Pill.

I knew what that was. Not now, but in 5 years, it was a so-called suicide pill, called the Mutual Destruction Pill in the Heavenly Demon Cult, which the Orthodox Faction guys would use continuously.

The effect is that if you eat it, you can use all the true power in your body. The principle was not revealed, but it was presumed that it touched the innate qi.

What was certain was that there was not a single person who had survived after eating that.

"Why are you hesitating? Didn't you also want to become the real one? I'm disappointed."

The opponent is a master of the Demonic Zenith.

If we fight, it's a certain defeat.

I can see Yang So-pyeong raising his saber. I could instinctively tell that I could not dodge the blow that would follow.

Because there is a more severe difference between the Transcendent Peak and the Demonic Zenith than the difference that exists between the third-rate and the Transcendent Peak.

"It's a pity. I thought you were the same as me. It seems you're not desperate."

The saber comes flying. I said.

"Give it to me."

The saber stopped right at my neck.

"Heeheeheeheehee! I knew you would!"

Yang So-pyeong laughs and hands me the pill called the Liberation Pill, the Mutual Destruction Pill, the suicide pill.

I had thought I had done everything I could to reach the Demonic Zenith.

Come to think of it, there was a method I hadn't tried.

Gulp.

I ate the Liberation Pill.