The Heavenly Demon Who Reigns Chapter 103 : The Protagonist Always Appears Late (1)

People were already gathering one after another in the venue where the Heavenly Demon Festival was to be held.

Perhaps because it was one of the biggest events in the Demonic Cult, the size of the venue was quite large, and among them, the most eye-catching thing was the altar placed in the front.

The Heavenly Demon Sword, the Heavenly Demon Mirror, and the Heavenly Demon Ring.

These three items placed on the altar were the sacred treasures of the Demonic Cult.

Things that were called the Three Sacred Treasures in the world.

Since the Three Sacred Treasures were usually guarded under strict security in a secret vault, it was forbidden to take them outside unless it was the day of the Heavenly Demon Festival.

"..."

A few people standing in an unmoving posture near the altar.

They were the warriors who usually guarded the secret vault.

It was natural, but if the Three Sacred Treasures were to be taken outside, the security would beco that much weaker.

Of course, would there be a guy with enough guts to try to snatch the Three Sacred Treasures in this place where all the famous demons in the Demonic Cult were gathered?

In order to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances, the security around the altar was arranged more strictly than in other places.

Tap- tap-.

And in one of the VIP seats placed a little away from the altar, Cheon Seong had arrived early and was sitting.

However, Cheon Seong's index finger, which had been moving restlessly on the armrest since a while ago.

If that finger were a woodpecker's beak, the finger was moving so busily that the armrest would have already been deeply dented.

'Why hasn't hyung-nim co yet?'

The seat next to Cheon Seong was still empty.

Although that seat was originally where Cheon Myeong should have co and sat, for so reason, Cheon Myeong had not yet shown his face at the venue.

Instead, the other places except for Cheon Myeong's seat were gradually filling up as ti passed, and as that happened, Cheon Seong's heart only beca more anxious.

'How much ti has passed? Isn't the Leader coming soon?'

From the mont Cheon Jin showed his face at the venue, it was as if the Heavenly Demon Festival was starting.

And if there was a person who arrived at the venue later than Cheon Jin?

Since that could be not just a simple tardiness but a cri of disrespect towards the leader, most people had arrived at the venue earlier than the officially designated ti.

So Cheon Seong had also arrived at the venue an hour earlier than the original ti and was sitting, but for so reason, Cheon Myeong had not yet appeared at the venue.

'No... he'll co if I wait a little longer.'

The officially designated ti was when the hour of the Rabbit passed to the hour of the Dragon.

There was still about two hours of leeway.

Until then, no, as long as Cheon Myeong sat in the seat next to him before Cheon Jin entered the venue, there would be no problem.

"By the way, it seems that Young Master Cheon Myeong has not yet entered the venue."

"That's right. I was also looking for him, but it seems he hasn't co yet."

"There are only two hours left until the Heavenly Demon Festival begins, but for soone who is showing his face for the first ti in several years, he is quite relaxed."

The sound of soone talking like that was heard near Cheon Seong.

A middle-aged man who was smiling with narrow eyes. The person who was smiling similarly to Su Yeongseong was Su Yijeong, the head of the Jeonsu Family.

'Endure it, endure it...'

Although Su Yijeong was saying words that seed to mock Cheon Myeong from behind, Cheon Seong had no choice but to endure it inside.

Because it was true that Cheon Myeong had not yet shown his face.

Since the other candidates except for Cheon Myeong were already sitting in their seats, just with that, the fact that Cheon Myeong was not in this place now was enough to be a cause for criticism.

"Co to think of it, I heard that a Demonic Position Battle will be held after the Heavenly Demon Festival ends today."

"That's right. It's the Demonic Position Battle between my son and Young Master Cheon Myeong."

"A Demonic Position Battle... wouldn't the result already be decided?"

"I don't know about that."

"Haha, you're being humble. Anyone here would be expecting Young Master Su's victory. Young Master Cheon Myeong might have already run away after realizing that fact early on."

Thump-.

At that mont, the sound of soone slamming the armrest from the front was heard.

At that mont, Su Yijeong stopped his conversation and looked at the place where the sound was heard, and there, the figure of Cheon Seong, who was clutching the armrest, was visible.

"..."

Su Yijeong, who was silently looking at Cheon Seong's back.

And with a aningful smile, he got up from his seat and slowly walked in front of Cheon Seong.

"I was wondering who it was, but it was Young Master Cheon Seong."

"..."

"I'm sorry. You've grown up so splendidly in the ti I haven't seen you that I didn't recognize you."

Su Yijeong said and smiled a good-natured smile.

Of course, those words were a blatant lie.

Since Cheon Seong also knew that, he also maintained his composure and made a fist salute in return to Su Yijeong, who was making a fist salute.

"It's okay."

"Is that so? I am grateful for your broad-mindedness, Young Master."

"..."

"By the way, do you know where Young Master Cheon Myeong is, Young Master Cheon Seong?"

"...Why are you asking that?"

"You two are brothers, aren't you? So I was wondering if Young Master Cheon Seong might know Young Master Cheon Myeong's whereabouts, so I asked."

That question is just to provoke him.

Although he had acted rashly before, unable to endure Su Yijeong's words, Cheon Seong maintained his composure, trying not to fall for Su Yijeong's trick, even if it was belatedly.

"I don't know either. Since there is still ti until the Heavenly Demon Festival begins, won't hyung-nim also arrive here if we wait?"

"Is that so? It seems that all the other candidates except for Young Master Cheon Myeong have arrived..."

"What do you want to say to , Head of the Family?"

"It's nothing much. It was just a word that ca out while we were talking, so I suddenly thought of it and was just trying to ask for Young Master Cheon Seong's opinion."

Su Yijeong said and smiled a smile that was close to a sneer.

"Could it be that Young Master Cheon Myeong has run away early because he is scared of the Demonic Position Battle with my son?"

"..."

"Since he would have to have a Demonic Position Battle without fail if he were to show his face at the venue, he is not coming from the beginning."

Squeeze-.

At that mont, Cheon Seong's hand clutched the armrest again.

Looking at him, Su Yijeong continued with a bitter smile.

"There was a rumor that the reason why Young Master Cheon Myeong had not shown his face in official places until now was because he had thrown away the position of the young leader candidate and had run away sowhere."

"..."

"Although I didn't believe that rumor to be true, seeing that Young Master Cheon Myeong has not appeared until now, I am starting to think that that rumor might be true."

Jump-.

In the end, Cheon Seong could not endure it anymore and got up from his seat.

As Cheon Seong suddenly got up from his seat, the gazes of the people around gathered there, but as if it didn't matter, Cheon Seong glared at Su Yijeong and said.

"Whether hyung-nim has run away or not will be known later."

"..."

"But I declare. My hyung-nim is not a person who runs away, no matter who the opponent is. Moreover, he is not a person who would run away from this duel today."

As Cheon Seong said that to him, Su Yijeong watched him with an expressionless face.

But soon, he said to Cheon Seong with a smile again.

"That's a relief. Since Young Master Cheon Seong says so, it seems that I will be able to see the Demonic Position Battle between my son and Young Master Cheon Myeong with my own two eyes later."

"..."

"I'll be looking forward to it."

With those words, Su Yijeong returned to his seat.

"..."

Cheon Seong, who was still standing in his spot with anger in his eyes.

As Cheon Seong soon sat down again, the gazes that had gathered from the surroundings seed to scatter again.

Squeeze-.

Cheon Seong, who was clutching the armrest as soon as he sat down.

From that, one could tell that his anger had not yet subsided.

'Hyung-nim, please appear soon and give that arrogant guy a good beating.'

He could not make Su Yijeong's face contort.

But if it were Cheon Myeong, it would be possible.

If it were Cheon Myeong, who had always shown a marvelous appearance... just as he had been surprised, he would be able to change the faces of all the people who were laughing at Cheon Myeong here.

But apart from that, it was a problem in many ways for Cheon Myeong to arrive at the venue later than Cheon Jin.

'What are you doing, hyung-nim? It's dangerous now!'

Cheon Seong had no choice but to sit in his seat and wait for Cheon Myeong with an anxious heart.

How much ti had passed like that?

When he thought that the seats in the venue were full, a person appeared.

'...It's over.'

The person who had entered the venue was Cheon Jin.

Although it was a situation where it would not be enough even if he ca in at the sa ti as Cheon Jin now, Cheon Myeong's figure was still not visible, and because of that, a dark shadow had appeared on Cheon Seong's face.

Thump-.

As soon as Cheon Jin entered the venue, all the people in the venue got up from their seats at once.

And that was the sa for the people who were sitting in the VIP seats, including Cheon Seong.

Just with Cheon Jin's appearance, the atmosphere of the venue had changed completely.

"..."

Cheon Jin silently looked at the people who were getting up and bowing their heads to him.

Although the sight of hundreds of people bowing their heads to one person at once could be said to be a magnificent sight, as if he were used to that sight, Cheon Jin walked with an expressionless face.

Thump- thump-.

Cheon Jin, who was gradually walking towards the altar.

Until then, no one had raised their bowed heads.

'H-hyung-nim... can't you please co in now?'

If he were to quickly co in and sit down while Cheon Jin had his back turned, he could just pass it off as if nothing had happened... there was no way.

But at the mont Cheon Jin sat down in the seat placed in front of the altar, it was really the end.

So he had been hoping that Cheon Myeong would appear now, but unfortunately, even while Cheon Jin was passing in front of Cheon Seong's eyes, Cheon Myeong did not even show his face.

Thump-.

In the end, Cheon Jin, who was taking a seat in the seat placed in front of the altar.

And he said to the people with a solemn voice.

"Raise your heads."

As permission was given, the people finally raised their bowed heads.

"..."

Cheon Jin began to look at the audience in front of him without a word.

From the right to the left slowly.

As Cheon Jin's gaze gradually approached his side, Cheon Seong felt as if his heart was stopping.

And.

Cheon Jin's gaze stopped at the side where Cheon Seong was.

No, to be precise, it stopped at the empty seat placed next to Cheon Seong.

"Whose empty seat is that?"

Cheon Jin pointed it out and asked.

He had been hoping that he would not ask that question.

No, in the first place, that was an impossible wish.

Just as one's gaze would go to a missing tooth in a neatly arranged set of teeth, since people were standing in all the seats, but only Cheon Myeong's seat was empty, of course, one's gaze would go there.

And that too, since an empty seat was placed in the front row, it was impossible to hide it from the beginning.

'Hyung-nim... I don't know anymore.'

Cheon Seong thought so and sighed inside.

"I asked whose empty seat that is."

Cheon Jin asked again.

Then, a murmur arose from the audience.

To think that there was a person who ca later than the leader at the Heavenly Demon Festival, just by listening to the voice, it seed that Cheon Jin's mood was unpleasant, so no one could easily answer.

If one were to answer carelessly, wouldn't Cheon Jin's anger be directed at oneself?

In a situation like this, the best thing was to keep one's mouth shut, hoping that soone would speak up.

"Leader, the owner of that seat is Young Master Cheon Myeong."

At that mont, soone said to Cheon Jin.

The person who had answered was Su Yijeong.

As if he were enjoying the fact that Cheon Myeong was not in this place, Su Yijeong was smiling faintly.

"Cheon Myeong..."

Hearing the answer from Su Yijeong, Cheon Jin muttered in a low voice.

And at that mont.

Peep-!

The sharp cry of an animal echoed through the venue.

At that sound, the gazes of the people were all focused on one place, and there, a person was walking.

Flap-.

Cheon Myeong, who was walking confidently into the venue, flapping his splendidly embroidered clothes.

As Cheon Myeong, whom he had been waiting for so long, showed his face, a look of joy appeared on Cheon Seong's face for a mont, but his face color could not help but darken again.

'Hyung-nim... what are you going to do now?'

Excessively flashy clothes and a confident walk that did not seem like that of a latecor at all. And on top of that, even Baekjo on his shoulder.

What on earth was his hyung-nim thinking as he was walking towards him?

If he could, Cheon Seong wanted to look into Cheon Myeong's head once.

And that thought was a common thought of all those who were watching Cheon Myeong, not just Cheon Seong.