The Heavenly Demon Who Reigns Chapter 130 : Sworn Enemy (1)

Thump-.

Mihwa placed a plate in front of Baekjo.

A at dish placed on the plate, emitting a brilliant appearance.

The mont Baekjo saw it, its eyes couldn't help but roll back.

"Peep-!"

How long has it been since it had at?

From the mont it left the main headquarters, all Baekjo had eaten was tasteless jerky.

Since there was nothing else to eat, it had eaten it out of necessity, but now that a real at dish was placed in front of it, the jerky it had eaten at that ti felt like nothing more than tree bark.

Drip-.

Just by slling it, he could guess how delicious that at dish would be.

No, from the mont Mihwa had cooked it, there was no way that dish could not be delicious.

Since Baekjo's favorite at dish was also made by Mihwa, saliva was already drooling from Baekjo's mouth.

"Baekjo, enjoy your al."

The mont Mihwa said that, the bird was no longer there.

All that was there was just a beast hungry for at.

Like a colt with its reins released, Baekjo flew onto the plate.

Flap, flap, flap-!

Baekjo, who was drilling a hole in the middle of the at at a speed that would put a mole to sha.

Baekjo began to inhale the at to the point where it was impossible to tell whether Baekjo was stuck in the at or the at was stuck in Baekjo.

After drilling a large hole in the middle of the at to so extent, Baekjo raised its head.

"Peep, peep, peep-!"

Yes, this is at.

After eating this dish, Baekjo thought that the jerky it had been eating until now was not at.

To eat at that could beco such a wonderful dish in such a tasteless way. That was the sa as insulting the at.

Of course, jerky was a wonderful dish that focused more on convenience than taste so that it could be eaten easily while on the move.

There was no way Baekjo would know that.

As long as it's delicious, that's all that matters. And the only thing that's delicious is at.

Baekjo's mind was made up of such a simple structure.

"Is it delicious?"

"Peep-!"

Baekjo flapped its wings and expressed its deliciousness with its whole body.

Seeing that, a pleased smile couldn't help but form on Mihwa's lips.

Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp-.

Baekjo, who started to focus on the at again.

Mihwa looked at him with a pleased expression, but soon the smile disappeared from her lips as if she had so worries.

'When is Young Master Cheon Myeong coming back?'

Mihwa also knew that Cheon Myeong was already at the main headquarters.

However, the only ones who had returned to the Little Heaven Pavilion first were Soyeon Sang and Baekjo.

Since she had heard that Cheon Myeong had headed for the leader's hall as soon as he arrived at the main headquarters, Mihwa was a little worried.

'He's a little late... I hope nothing has happened.'

Originally, she had planned to prepare a al when Cheon Myeong returned. However, since Cheon Myeong had not returned even when it was evening, she had prepared a al for Soyeon Sang and Baekjo first.

Especially Baekjo, if she had left it as it was for a little longer, it seed that sothing would happen, so she had given it at as a sedative.

Thanks to that, Baekjo seed to have cald down, unlike when it was running wild in the room, but as Cheon Myeong's absence grew longer, Mihwa's worries only grew bigger.

Creak-.

At that mont, the door opened.

As the sound of the door opening was heard, Mihwa moved her head to that side. And after discovering Cheon Myeong standing there, she greeted him with a brightened face.

"Young Master! You've returned."

"It's been a while."

It had been almost ten days since they had last seen each other.

Cheon Myeong also had a light smile on his lips, as if he were happy to see Mihwa's face after a long ti.

"I was really worried when I found the note you left, Young Master."

It was in the middle of the night when Cheon Myeong had been ordered on a mission by Cheon Jin.

At that ti, since he had to leave in a hurry, he had left without even having ti to tell Mihwa.

Instead, since he had left a note in the room, Mihwa could only know that Cheon Myeong had left the main headquarters in the morning.

"It's also sorry to wake you up in the middle of the night. That's why I left a note."

"From now on, you can wake up when sothing like that happens. Okay?"

"Well... okay."

Would there be that many tis when he would have to leave the main headquarters in the middle of the night again?

Cheon Myeong nodded his head at Mihwa's words for now.

"Still, I'm really glad that you seem to have returned safely."

"..."

"You must be hungry, right? Shall I prepare a al right now?"

"Would you?"

"Yes. Please wait a mont!"

Mihwa left the room with a sowhat excited look, as if she were happy to be able to prepare a al for Cheon Myeong after a long ti.

Swish-.

As Mihwa left the room, Cheon Myeong's gaze turned to Baekjo.

Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp-.

Whether Cheon Myeong entered the room or not, Baekjo was silently going its own way.

Seeing that, it seed that it was not ignoring Cheon Myeong, but was so focused on the at that it really didn't know that Cheon Myeong had entered.

'That guy is going to guide to the place where the real Three Sacred Treasures are?'

That pig bird... no, Baekjo?

Certainly, just by looking at its appearance, it could be said that the bird in the portrait and Baekjo's appearance were very similar.

But could there really be such a coincidence?

His eting with Baekjo was, by all ans, in the process of visiting a small gang using his future knowledge.

If Baekjo's parents and the Black Spot Great Python had not fought at that ti, if Baekjo's egg had not been left safely, if he had not tried to take the egg and hatch it.

The future where he and Baekjo were together like this would not have existed.

"..."

There is a saying that if coincidences overlap, it becos fate, but it seed that Cheon Myeong could not accept those words at face value.

'I'll just have to check.'

Cheon Myeong thought so and walked behind Baekjo.

Even though Cheon Myeong had walked right behind it, all of Baekjo's nerves were still focused on the at, and Cheon Myeong quietly stretched out his two hands towards Baekjo from behind.

Grasp-.

"...?"

Cheon Myeong grabbed Baekjo's two wings from behind. And as he lightly lifted it up, Baekjo could not resist at all and had no choice but to be held in Cheon Myeong's hand and float in the air.

"Peep-!"

What is this thunderbolt out of a clear sky, no, a thunderbolt in the middle of a al?

Since the at was gradually getting farther away from its eyes, Baekjo twisted its whole body and tried to resist the force that was lifting it.

However, no matter how much Baekjo tried to resist, it could not escape from Cheon Myeong's grasp.

As Cheon Myeong turned the lifted Baekjo to the other side, Baekjo could finally know that the person who had lifted it was Cheon Myeong.

"Peep?"

You, when did you co in?

Baekjo was now asking Cheon Myeong this.

At the sa ti, the movent of resistance to escape from the grasp had also beco quiet.

"..."

Cheon Myeong, who was looking at Baekjo without a word after lifting it to his face level.

As Cheon Myeong was staring at it so intently without a word, Baekjo beca a little embarrassed.

And for good reason, was he so kind of laundry that he was holding him by his two wings like this?

Since it wanted to go down and continue eating the at if he had nothing to say, Baekjo finally opened its mouth first.

"Peep, peep-!"

Baekjo strongly protested, saying that its wings were getting sore and to put it down.

Then, Cheon Myeong, who had been maintaining his silence until now, finally opened his mouth.

"Baekjo. Do you know what the Three Sacred Treasures are?"

"Peep?"

What's that, is it sothing to eat?

Hearing this answer from Baekjo, Cheon Myeong thought that there was no answer, but he decided to continue the question a little more.

"The Three Sacred Treasures, the sacred treasures of our cult."

"Peep."

"Actually, what we retrieved were fakes, and the real Three Sacred Treasures exist sowhere in this world."

In his promise with Cheon Jin, Cheon Myeong had promised not to tell this to anyone.

But isn't Baekjo a bird, not a person?

It would not be breaking his promise with Cheon Jin even if he said it.

"According to the leader, you can guide us to the place where the real Three Sacred Treasures are."

"Peep?"

"Don't you feel sothing? Like a strong energy being felt from sowhere, or wanting to go sowhere for no reason."

Cheon Myeong asked and then waited for Baekjo's answer with a rather nervous face.

Baekjo, who did not answer for a while as if it were lost in thought.

As Baekjo maintained its silence, Cheon Myeong's expectation, who was watching it, also seed to grow.

And at that mont, Baekjo finally broke its silence and opened its mouth.

"Peep."

"..."

To feel hungry.

Hearing that answer, a sigh ca out from Cheon Myeong's heart.

'I don't have to ask any more than this.'

Cheon Myeong made that judgnt and put the lifted Baekjo back in its original position.

Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp-.

Baekjo, who started to eat the at again as soon as Cheon Myeong put it on the floor. That movent was truly fierce and disciplined.

'Cheon Jin, your guess was wrong.'

As expected, this guy is just a pig bird.

Cheon Myeong thought as he looked at Baekjo, which had already opened a tunnel in the middle of the at.

***

The prison for locking up the criminals of the Demonic Cult. Heo Cham was locked up in one of them.

Clank-.

That sound was heard every ti Heo Cham moved.

The cause of the sound was the handcuffs on Heo Cham's two wrists. And the chain connected to the handcuffs.

After being moved to the prison, he had been able to get out of the binding rope that had been wrapped around his upper body, but as soon as he was freed from that, Heo Cham had to be put in handcuffs again.

'First the binding rope, and now handcuffs...'

For a while recently, he had been living in a state of being tied to sothing.

At first, he had thought that that state was quite uncomfortable, but as ti passed, he had beco quite used to it.

These handcuffs would also be a little uncomfortable now, but later they would beco as familiar as his own body.

Then, he would gradually beco a body that could not live without being tied to sothing...

'What nonsense is that!'

Before that really happened, he had to get out of this prison no matter what.

Of course, at that ti, he would be a free body with nothing tied to him.

'They say that even if you go into a tiger's den, you can live if you just keep your wits about you.'

Of course, this was not a tiger's den, but the Demonic Cult. And it was the prison of the main headquarters, which was said to be impossible to escape from unless one beca a corpse, so he didn't think he could really escape just by keeping his wits about him.

Therefore, Heo Cham thought that the only way he could walk out of this prison on his own was with Cheon Myeong's help.

'He said he would pardon my sins to so extent if I cooperated.'

And he had really cooperated with Cheon Myeong actively with all his sincerity.

Since Cheon Myeong also had his own position, he would not just ignore him.

No... would he ignore him?

Recalling the mory of how Cheon Myeong had treated him until now, Heo Cham suddenly began to feel anxious.

'No..., still, if he's a person, he would help a little.'

A person...?

Did Cheon Myeong, who had tied him with a binding rope and had run on a horse until he fainted, look like a person?

Heo Cham seed to have seen a demon for the first ti at that ti.

"..."

No matter how much he tried to think positively, only an anxious ending ca to mind.

"Ugh-! I don't want to die here!"

"Who shouted? Do you want to die!"

"..."

At the angry voice coming from the side, Heo Cham had no choice but to shut his mouth right away.

Phew-.

To have to continue living in a place where he couldn't even shout as he pleased.

No, before that, could he even continue to live in this place?

As those thoughts began to co to his mind, Heo Cham just felt helpless.

Thump- thump-.

At that mont, the sound of soone walking towards this side from outside the prison was heard.

"...!"

Could it be that Cheon Myeong had co?

There was no guarantee that the owner of the footsteps was Cheon Myeong just because footsteps were heard, but Heo Cham, with the feeling of wanting to grasp at straws, got up from his seat and approached the corridor as much as possible.

"Young Master Cheon..."

Heo Cham stopped his words in the middle.

Of course, the owner of the footsteps was not Cheon Myeong, but instead, it was a person Heo Cham knew.

Tremble-.

As soon as he saw the man who had stopped outside the prison, Heo Cham's left hand began to tremble.

(End of Chapter)