The Heavenly Demon Who Reigns

Phew-.

With a sigh, Cheon Seong sheathed the sword he was holding.

After sending Su Yeongseong back, Cheon Seong continued to train alone, but he could not concentrate fully on his training because his mind was disturbed.

So in the end, he finished his training earlier than planned today as well. However, that also made Cheon Seong's mind uncomfortable.

'Is it okay to end my training so half-heartedly today as well?'

He hadn't been able to train to his satisfaction yesterday either, and it was the same today.

If he continued to go through it carelessly like this, wouldn't there be no more progress in his skills?

Since he was in a situation where he couldn't even get Su Yeongseong's help from now on, Cheon Seong couldn't help but feel more impatient.

"..."

But still, it seemed that he could no longer swing his sword today.

Yes, from tomorrow, let's really train to a satisfactory level as before.

Cheon Seong thought so and was about to leave the training ground.

"Are you finished?"

At that moment, Hwang Dongyeong, who had approached Cheon Seong's side at some point, asked.

"Yes."

"You finished early today as well."

"So you're complaining? Didn't you usually nag me for training for a long time?"

"Complain? That's not it."

Saying that, Hwang Dongyeong held out something to Cheon Seong.

What was in Hwang Dongyeong's hand was a clean towel.

Cheon Seong looked at the towel and Hwang Dongyeong's face alternately and said as if he were surprised.

"What's this all of a sudden?"

Could it be that he was telling him to wipe his sweat with this?

Since this had never happened before, Cheon Seong had no choice but to ask with a puzzled look.

"Aren't you going to use it?"

"..."

Since he was giving it to him, there was no reason not to use it.

Although he would wash his body first when he returned, he had the thought that he wanted to wipe off the sweat flowing on his face to some extent before that.

Thump-.

Cheon Seong, who took the towel that Hwang Dongyeong had held out with his hand, and he stood in his spot and wiped the sweat flowing on his face.

"Why did you say that to Su Yeongseong today?"

As Hwang Dongyeong suddenly asked, Cheon Seong's hand, which was wiping his sweat, stopped. And moving his hand again, Cheon Seong said.

"Why are you suddenly asking that?"

"I thought that he was a person you got along with quite well on a regular basis."

"..."

"There's no need to draw a line like that, is there?"

"...You know too."

Muttering lowly, Cheon Seong took the towel from his face.

"I can never get along with a person of the Five Great Demonic Families."

"..."

"And... I refused my brother's help in that way, so how can I with Su Yeongseong..."

"Did something happen with Young Master Cheon Myeong?"

As Hwang Dongyeong asked, Cheon Seong momentarily realized that he had misspoken.

He had made a promise with Cheon Myeong.

No matter how much it was Hwang Dongyeong, who had been by his side for several years, he could not talk about Cheon Myeong.

"...It's nothing."

Saying that, Cheon Seong passed by Hwang Dongyeong's side with a rather hurried step.

And a feeling that arose in one side of his chest. What if he were to grab the hand that Cheon Myeong had held out to him then, even now?

Since he had said that to Su Yeongseong today, he was now completely alone as he had been then.

Whether he could endure that loneliness again, Cheon Seong was honestly not confident.

Thump-.

Cheon Seong left the training ground. And Hwang Dongyeong, who was still remaining in the training ground.

Hwang Dongyeong's gaze was directed at the door where Cheon Seong had left.

"...Yes, let's do that."

As if he had organized his thoughts, Hwang Dongyeong muttered to himself.

* * *

Whoosh-.

A suspicious shadow came out from inside the Little Heaven Pavilion.

A step that moved a few steps along the wall after passing through the door.

Only after moving with such a careful gait did Soyeon Sang stop in his spot.

"..."

Soyeon Sang's right hand cautiously went into his bosom.

And a medicine container that revealed its appearance from inside. It was what Cheon Myeong had recently given to Soyeon Sang.

'What on earth was Young Master Cheon Myeong thinking, giving me something like this?'

So this was... the Night King Pill, was it?

Although he had received it because Cheon Myeong had said it was a gift for him, he was only able to hear what kind of efficacy it had after receiving it.

So in a word, the medicine in here was an aphrodisiac.

And that too, if one were to only listen to Cheon Myeong's words, it was said that its efficacy was better than a hundred eels and snakes combined... but.

What was puzzling to Soyeon Sang was why on earth Cheon Myeong had given him something like this as a gift.

'Do I... look that weak?'

Thinking so, although he had received a gift, he felt that his mood was rather getting worse.

Or did Cheon Myeong give him this to mess with him like this from the beginning?

Perhaps he was releasing his anger in this way because he still had a grudge about that incident then.

'But still, since it's a gift from the Young Master, I can't just throw this away...'

As he had said repeatedly, he was healthy enough to not need something like this. So the Night King Pill that Cheon Myeong had given him was not particularly necessary for him.

But that didn't mean that just throwing away a gift from Cheon Myeong would be a polite act.

Regardless of what intention Cheon Myeong had given this to him, he couldn't just throw it away.

'It's also a bit much to sell it... yes, it would be okay to give it to someone who needs it.'

Then there would be no problem.

If his gift was used by someone who really needed it, Cheon Myeong's mood would not be so bad.

To say it again, he had no problem in that area.

'Who would be good to give it to?'

As he made that decision, Soyeon Sang began to search for a person among the people around him who would really need this Night King Pill.

In the meantime, a person who was found by Soyeon Sang, it was the Head of the Guardian Hall, Bang Gitae.

'Yes, since he is of that age, the Head might also have some unknown worries in that area.'

Although Soyeon Sang did not know Bang Gitae's exact age, he knew to some extent that he was quite old.

At that age, wouldn't it be a time when one's virility was gradually declining?

If one had learned a specific martial art, it might be different, but if not, it was a natural phenomenon for one's virility to decline with age, regardless of one's skills.

'Since there was also a sorry incident, I should take this opportunity to apologize once more.'

In the process of bringing Cheon Myeong to the main headquarters, Soyeon Sang had been indebted to Bang Gitae.

Although Bang Gitae had said that it was okay after that, Soyeon Sang still had that incident in his heart.

So he had been planning to repay the debt he had owed to Bang Gitae someday, and since such an opportunity had arisen, he thought to himself that it was a good thing.

Swish-.

Soyeon Sang opened the container and took out the Night King Pill inside.

The Night King Pill, which was shining with a quite brilliant color between Soyeon Sang's fingers.

Even on the outside, a strong feeling that it would have an excellent efficacy was strongly felt.

"..."

Although he didn't need it, if Cheon Myeong's words were true, a medicine with this much efficacy would be traded at an enormous price even in the capital.

How on earth did Cheon Myeong get something like this?

And that too, whether he had gotten it purely for him, Soyeon Sang became a little curious about that.

'But still, since the Young Master prepared it for me, is it a bit much to give it all to the Head?'

If so, wouldn't it be okay to keep one for himself?

He was planning to keep it, considering Cheon Myeong's sincerity.

As he had said before, he was healthy enough to not have to rely on such a medicine...

"Soyeon Sang."

"..."

As a voice suddenly came from behind, Soyeon Sang, unlike his usual self, was startled and had a fit.

Accordingly, the medicine container that was in Soyeon Sang's hand flew out.

And Soyeon Sang felt a sense of desperation as he looked at the medicines that were scattering in the air in front of his eyes for a moment.

'The, the Night King Pill...'

As if fireflies were flying in the air, the unique color coming from the Night King Pill was shining beautifully in the moonlight.

If that were really fireflies decorating the night sky, he would watch that sight leisurely, but that sight was only momentary, a light that would be extinguished right away without even becoming a mayfly.

"..."

Thinking so, a superhuman movement that came out of Soyeon Sang's body.

With the technique of the Catching and Holding Hand, Soyeon Sang first snatched the medicine container. And he swept the scattering Night King Pills into his other hand.

"..."

Fortunately, he was able to recover all of them into the medicine container without dropping a single one.

Only after recognizing that fact did a sigh of relief come out of Soyeon Sang's mouth.

"Soyeon Sang."

"...?"

"Your hands seem to have become quicker while I wasn't looking. You must have had some enlightenment in the meantime, right?"

The person who was asking Soyeon Sang from behind was Hwang Dongyeong.

Seeing Hwang Dongyeong, who was asking him that nonchalantly, Soyeon Sang felt that he was about to get a little annoyed, but he did not show it on the outside and said in his usual voice.

"It was you."

"But what's that you're holding in your hand? It seemed like you were trying your best not to drop it on the ground earlier."

"...It's none of your business."

Saying that, Soyeon Sang quietly put the medicine container into his bosom. And only after confirming for sure that the Night King Pill was in his bosom did he look at Hwang Dongyeong and say.

"But what are you doing here?"

Looking around, it didn't seem that Cheon Seong had come.

That meant that Hwang Dongyeong had not come following Cheon Seong but had come here personally.

Although they were from the same Guardian Hall and knew each other, since they were not on good enough terms to be close on a regular basis, Soyeon Sang asked Hwang Dongyeong.

"Is Young Master Cheon Myeong inside?"

Hwang Dongyeong asked back to Soyeon Sang's question.

Then, a gleam appeared in Soyeon Sang's eyes.

Since Soyeon Sang was, after all, Cheon Myeong's escort, if someone were to ask about Cheon Myeong, he couldn't help but be wary. Even if it were a colleague from the same Guardian Hall.

"Why are you curious about that?"

Soyeon Sang asked, showing a sign of being very wary.

"You're scary. Do you think I'm going to do something to Young Master Cheon Myeong?"

"..."

"It's a joke. An escort should naturally be like that. In that sense, you seem to be doing a good job as Young Master Cheon Myeong's escort."

Hwang Dongyeong said with a low laugh.

Soyeon Sang, who was watching him silently.

And Hwang Dongyeong soon said to Soyeon Sang with a face that had lost its smile.

"It's not that I have business with Young Master Cheon Myeong."

"...?"

"I came to deliver Young Master Cheon Seong's words."

"Young Master Cheon Seong's...?"

Does that mean that Cheon Seong has something to say to Cheon Myeong?

Although he could not understand why Cheon Seong had sent Hwang Dongyeong instead of coming himself, Soyeon Sang knew that Cheon Seong had visited the Little Heaven Pavilion the day before yesterday.

There would be a sufficient possibility that something had happened then, so he had no choice but to deliver his words only through Hwang Dongyeong...

"...I understand."

"..."

"I will guide you to Young Master Cheon Myeong."

"...Thank you."

Hwang Dongyeong said with a low laugh.

(End of Chapter)