Shortly after entering the venue, Cheon Myeong realized that the atmosphere was strange.
For so reason, weren't the gazes of all the people in the venue directed at him?
Moreover, he felt that the gazes were a little different from the direction he had hoped for.
'Did I dress too flashily?'
Although it was true that he had deliberately worn flashy clothes to attract people's attention, he felt a little embarrassed to attract this much attention.
"Baekjo, you made a sound, so everyone is looking at with strange eyes."
"Peep-?"
"I told you to make a sound, but did I tell you to make it that loud?"
Baekjo was wronged.
It was that side that had ordered a bird that was just sitting still to make a sound.
"If you make a sound on your own from now on, there's no dinner for you today."
"..."
Although there were many unfair parts, since Cheon Myeong was threatening him with dinner, Baekjo could not say anything more.
After giving Baekjo a warning like that, Cheon Myeong turned his gaze to the front again and moved his steps.
Thump- thump-.
The surrounding gazes that followed every ti Cheon Myeong took a step.
Although more gazes were gathered than he had intended, it seed that he had succeeded in surely imprinting his existence on the people here.
'I heard that there is a separate seat for , so I just have to sit there.'
But in this atmosphere, it seed that he would not be able to go to his seat and sit down right away.
And on top of that, Cheon Jin was sitting right in front.
In the end, after stopping at a suitable position, Cheon Myeong made a fist salute to Cheon Jin and greeted him.
"I greet the Leader."
"..."
Although Cheon Myeong had greeted him like that, there was no answer.
At that mont, an unknown tension began to flow in the venue, and in the silence of the nurous people, Cheon Jin opened his mouth.
"What is that bird on your shoulder?"
As Cheon Jin asked, Cheon Myeong slowly raised his head. And he said, looking straight into Cheon Jin's eyes.
"It is sothing I am raising."
To say that so confidently at this point.
Did Cheon Jin really ask that because he was curious about that fact?
He would have asked with the aning of why he had brought a bird he was raising to the Heavenly Demon Festival.
'Young Master Cheon Myeong is a dead man now...'
Hearing Cheon Myeong's answer, everyone in this place thought so.
How many people had died after misspeaking in front of Cheon Jin until now?
Everyone in this place knew that Cheon Jin was a person who did not just let things go, even if it was his own blood.
Not only was he late for the Heavenly Demon Festival, but he had also brought a bird he was raising as if this place were his own room.
There were already one or two reasons why Cheon Myeong should die.
"..."
Cheon Jin began to look at Cheon Myeong in silence again.
And at that mont.
Heh-.
A light laugh that ca out of Cheon Jin's mouth.
Although it was not loud enough to be heard by the people far away, at least the people sitting in the VIP seats could hear that sound.
'H-he laughed?'
Su Yijeong thought that he had misheard.
However, after confirming that the corners of Cheon Jin's mouth were slightly curled up, he could be sure that the sound he had just heard was really Cheon Jin's laughter.
"A white bird... interesting."
"..."
"But I cannot tolerate the bird crying as it did before while the morial service is in progress."
"I've given it a warning, so it won't cry on its own now."
"Can you be responsible for that?"
"Yes, if the morial service is affected because of that, I, the owner, will take responsibility."
"...Good."
At the sa ti as those words, Cheon Jin's face returned to an expressionless face as usual.
"You may go to your seat."
As Cheon Jin said that, Cheon Myeong lightly bowed his head and turned his head to the side where Cheon Seong was sitting.
Then, he could confirm that the seat next to Cheon Seong was empty, and Cheon Myeong walked there and stood in front of the seat like the other people.
"..."
Cheon Seong glanced at Cheon Myeong, who was standing next to him.
Although there were many things he wanted to ask, since he could not chat in front of Cheon Jin, he had no choice but to just glance here and there.
'What kind of magic did hyung-nim cast?'
That situation just now was a situation where it would not be strange even if his head were to fly off right away.
Cheon Seong was just amazed at the sight of Cheon Myeong standing next to him perfectly fine like this.
And that was the sa for most of the other people, but there were also people who took the sa situation differently.
"..."
For example, Su Yijeong was a representative figure.
'It seems that even the Leader can't help his own child.'
If another person had taken the sa action as Cheon Myeong, would Cheon Jin have just let it go?
No, he would have surely given so kind of punishnt on the spot.
But to just let it go without any punishnt because he was his own blood.
It would not be just him who was thinking so.
'Leader, you have just made a big mistake.'
No matter how much he was the leader, he should not reveal his personal feelings in an official place like this.
As much as he was in a position of the top, in order to maintain his authority, he had to move under a thoroughly equal standard.
From the mont he broke that, the order would be disturbed, and that would soon lead to a blow to his authority.
Although it seed that Cheon Jin had kept that rule well until now, he had made a huge mistake on a day when he should never have.
'I might be able to get an unexpected harvest.'
Until now, there had been a problem that was not implicitly revealed in the Demonic Cult.
And that was that the young leader had not yet been decided for sure.
Usually, the bloodline of the leader who had been taught the Heavenly Demon Divine Art would beco the young leader, but that was not all.
The Demonic Cult was, after all, a place where the law of the jungle applied. So usually, the bloodline who had been taught the Heavenly Demon Divine Art would beco the young leader.
But if that being was infinitely weak even after being taught the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, that person could not beco the young leader.
"..."
Although it seed that he had endured without designating a young leader until now, in this place today, people would be able to know for sure.
The fact that the bloodline that would no longer inherit the lineage of the Heavenly Demon was not Cheon Jin, but the Jeonsu Family, his own bloodline.
They would realize that the reason why Cheon Jin had not decided on a young leader until now was not because he had followed the laws of the Demonic Cult, but purely because of his own self-interest.
'Your era is over now.'
To think that a person who had not easily shown a weakness until now would show a weakness in this way.
In the end, he was just a father.
Because he had revealed a weakness while trying to cover up the mistake that his foolish son had made.
'Su Yeongseong, you show them.'
Who is the one who is worthy of the leader's bloodline.
Today, in a place where hundreds of people were watching, that fact would be clearly revealed.
***
The Heavenly Demon Festival was proceeding in a solemn atmosphere.
This was actually the first ti Cheon Myeong had attended the Heavenly Demon Festival.
Because in the era when Cheon Myeong was the leader, there was no such thing as the Heavenly Demon Festival.
Although it was not in Cheon Myeong's generation, at so point, the Three Sacred Treasures had disappeared from the secret vault of the Demonic Cult.
So Cheon Myeong knew that the Heavenly Demon Festival had naturally disappeared, but since he had heard so stories about the Three Sacred Treasures, Cheon Myeong also knew about their existence.
'Are those the Three Sacred Treasures?'
The Heavenly Demon Sword, the Heavenly Demon Mirror, and the Heavenly Demon Ring.
To be honest, just by looking at them from a distance, they looked like a simple sword, a mirror, and a necklace.
Since the first Heavenly Demon had possessed them, the value of the items had just risen, but if one were to look at them closely, there would be no difference from other items.
But it was an undeniable fact that those were the sacred treasures that symbolized the Demonic Cult.
'When I beca the leader, even that symbol had been stolen by soone.'
A symbol plays a role in raising the leader's authority when it exists, but on the contrary, if it disappears, the leader's authority falls that much.
In other words, it ant that from the mont the Three Sacred Treasures were lost, the Demonic Cult had started to walk the path of ruin.
Although this was his own speculation, he thought that perhaps the ti when the Three Sacred Treasures were lost was also in Cheon Jin's generation.
'I won't let it beco such a future this ti.'
The Heavenly Demon Festival ca to Cheon Myeong with that aning.
And today would be an important point where it would be decided whether the future of the Demonic Cult could be changed or not.
Although Cheon Myeong was performing the morial service, he was quietly burning with fighting spirit inside.
Swish-.
At that mont, Cheon Jin, who was slowly lowering the two hands he was holding.
That action ant that the Heavenly Demon Festival was over.
'Is it finally over?'
According to his past mories, the mont Cheon Jin lowered his arms in that state would an the end of the Heavenly Demon Festival.
A strange light appeared in Cheon Myeong's eyes.
"...Prepare for the Demonic Position Battle."
Cheon Jin said, standing facing the altar.
At that mont, people began to enter the venue from outside, and they imdiately began to create a space for the Demonic Position Battle in the center of the venue.
"...Baekjo, you go to Cheon Seong."
Cheon Myeong said, staring at the center of the venue.
Then, Baekjo, who flew from Cheon Myeong's shoulder and landed on Cheon Seong's head.
If it were the usual Cheon Seong, he would have extrely disliked Baekjo being on his head, but as if he had no ti to care about that, he was just silently looking at Cheon Myeong.
'Finally... it's starting.'
His hyung-nim would not lose.
Although Cheon Seong trusted Cheon Myeong that much, it was a separate matter from being worried.
"..."
At so point, a space had been created in the center of the venue.
Although it was not very wide, it was a sufficient size for two people to have a duel.
As the stage was prepared like that, Cheon Jin went to the seat placed in front of the altar and sat down.
"First in rank, Cheon Myeong."
"Yes."
"Fourth in rank, Su Yeongseong."
"Yes."
As Cheon Jin called out, Cheon Myeong and Su Yeongseong ca forward and answered.
"From now on, you will have a Demonic Position Battle with your rankings on the line."
"..."
"While the Demonic Position Battle is in progress, I will not interfere in any way. Also, if anyone interferes, I will not stand by and watch."
"..."
"The only cases where the Demonic Position Battle ends are surrender and death. Only those two."
The people in the venue were listening to Cheon Jin's words with bated breath.
An official duel between the young leader candidates.
Although the result was already expected, since they would be able to know Su Yeongseong's skills through this duel, the people were holding a considerable expectation just with that.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
Cheon Myeong and Su Yeongseong answered Cheon Jin's question at the sa ti.
"...Begin."
As Cheon Jin said that, Su Yeongseong's figure disappeared from that spot.
And the place where Su Yeongseong's figure appeared was the center of the venue.
A considerable murmur spread through the venue at that movent.
"That's a movent that can be called swift."
"As expected of the young master of the Jeonsu Family. I can already feel his level."
The people gathered here were all famous experts.
So just with Su Yeongseong's movent just now, it was possible to grasp what level of skill he had.
As expected of an expert who was worthy of becoming the leader's disciple.
Just with the movent he had shown for a mont, it seed that Su Yeongseong had captured the hearts of the public.
"When will Young Master Cheon Myeong co here?"
Su Yeongseong said to Cheon Myeong from the center of the venue.
A clear provocation.
As if that provocation were interesting, the gazes of the people turned from Su Yeongseong's side to Cheon Myeong again.
"..."
Cheon Myeong silently watched Su Yeongseong and then began to take off the clothes he was wearing.
Flap-.
As soon as he took off his clothes, Cheon Myeong, who was throwing them above his head.
Since such a flashy outfit was fluttering in the air like a butterfly, people's gazes naturally turned there, and when they ca to their senses, people's faces were colored with astonishnt.
"H-he disappeared!"
Cheon Myeong, who had thrown off his clothes, was not there.
Had he disappeared into the sky or had he sunk into the ground?
Since that was really not possible, people began to roll their eyeballs hard and look for Cheon Myeong.
"..."
And they were able to find him.
Cheon Myeong, who was standing opposite Su Yeongseong at so point.
Su Yeongseong's two eyes were also very wide, just like the other people who had discovered Cheon Myeong.
Grin-.
Cheon Myeong said with a cold smile.
"I'm here. What are you going to do now?"
"..."
"No. Just don't answer."
What do you an, what are you going to do?
Now you're going to get beaten.
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