The Heavenly Demon Who Reigns Chapter 79 : Be Cruel

"Ah... uh..."

Cheon Seong made a foolish expression as if he were a fool that could be found in any neighborhood, and he repeated those sounds from before.

What on earth should he say first?

Since there were so many things he wanted to ask Cheon Myeong, Cheon Seong was rather unable to say anything.

"A fly might get in."

"..."

"It seems like you're about to drool, so stop closing your mouth."

"...H-hyung-nim!"

At that mont, Cheon Seong barely managed to speak.

"Are you really my hyung-nim?"

"What? What kind of nonsense is that?"

"No... I was wondering if you were wearing a human-skin mask and were a completely different person inside..."

"..."

Did he really beco a fool because of the successive shocking events?

This is troubleso.

No matter how much he was his younger brother, he would refuse to join hands with a fool.

Stretch-.

At that mont, Cheon Myeong grabbed his own cheek with one hand and pulled it.

Cheon Myeong's cheek stretched like a rice cake. In that state, Cheon Myeong said to Cheon Seong.

"Now, are you satisfied?"

"I heard that human-skin masks these days are made so exquisitely that they can't be distinguished by that much..."

"You're a suspicious guy. Then you can touch it yourself."

"..."

As Cheon Myeong said that, Cheon Seong held out his two hands forward without a word.

Cheon Myeong, who was staring at him blankly. And soon, he said to Cheon Seong with a dumbfounded face.

"Are you really going to touch it?"

"Yes, you just told to."

...That's right. But he had not thought that he would really put his hands on his god-like brother's face.

Swoosh-.

In the end, Cheon Myeong stuck his head forward.

Then, Cheon Seong began to touch Cheon Myeong's face with both hands.

A grown man was fiddling with his face like this, so it felt quite strange.

"...How long are you going to keep touching it?"

In the end, Cheon Myeong couldn't stand it and said.

Then, Cheon Seong took his hands off Cheon Myeong's face with a dazed face, and muttered to himself as if he couldn't believe it.

"It's not a human-skin mask..."

"So it's , . Why are you doubting ?"

"There's no way the hyung-nim I know can perform a sword technique like that..."

"..."

In the end, was he doubting him because he had shown too outstanding of an appearance?

What kind of life on earth did this body live in the past that he was being doubted even when he showed it directly in front of his eyes?

Although there were parts where this was helpful, at tis like this, it was also extrely unfair.

'It's karma, karma.'

If he had a sin, it was that he was living a new life in this body.

Although he would have to get used to it gradually, Cheon Myeong was not yet used to the fact that he was being treated like this.

"Well, I understand why you're so suspicious."

"..."

"But the person in front of you now is undoubtedly Cheon Myeong. Your hyung-nim."

"...Yes, hyung-nim."

Although he answered, was he properly convinced?

Well, since this problem seed to be a problem that would be solved gradually over ti, he didn't want to worry about this anymore.

"Hold it out."

At that mont, Cheon Myeong said to Cheon Seong as he sat down on the spot.

Then, Cheon Seong tilted his head with a puzzled face.

Since he had told him to hold it out of the blue, he had not understood what Cheon Myeong was asking of him.

"Your leg, I an. You can't just leave it like that, can you?"

"Ah..."

As Cheon Myeong added, Cheon Seong now seed to understand.

"Kuh..."

As he tried to move his leg, which was bleeding profusely, the pain began to be felt belatedly.

It seed that he had not felt the pain until now because there had been so many surprising things.

Cheon Seong endured the pain of his flesh being torn and barely showed his leg to Cheon Myeong.

Rip-.

Cheon Myeong first tore the clothes around the place where the sword was embedded.

Then, the wound that had been covered by the clothes was clearly revealed, and Cheon Myeong took out sothing from his bosom.

"Hyung-nim... what is that?"

"It's a dicine that has an excellent effect on stopping bleeding."

"..."

"Co to think of it, you once threw it on the floor in the past."

Flinch-.

To think that Cheon Myeong would say such a thing in this situation.

Cheon Seong was already in a rather uncomfortable state because he had been reminded of that incident.

"It's okay. Do you think I'm still holding a grudge about that incident?"

"..."

"We couldn't help it because we misunderstood each other then, right?"

"...I'm sorry about that ti."

"Don't worry about it."

But still, it's a relief.

Looking at Cheon Myeong's reaction, it seed that he was not holding a grudge about the mistake he had made then.

As he thought so, the mont Cheon Seong let out a sigh of relief inwardly.

Thump-.

Cheon Myeong held out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword that was stuck in Cheon Seong's leg.

Even at that mont, Cheon Seong had not expected what would happen to him, and soon, Cheon Seong's scream echoed in the training ground.

"Aaaargh-!"

Cheon Myeong, who pulled out the sword from Cheon Seong's leg as if he were pulling out a radish.

Although he had pulled it out cleanly in one go, the pain that the person felt because of that was beyond words.

"A man is making a fuss over just this."

Cheon Myeong said that and scooped up the dicine in the container with his finger and applied it thickly on the wound. And since there was no bandage, he tore his own clothes as a substitute for a bandage and wrapped it around the wound.

"Now, it's done."

Thump-.

"Aaaaargh-!"

Cheon Seong cried out in pain again.

If it was done, it was done, but why on earth did he hit his wound with his hand?

The fact that he had pulled out the sword without a word earlier, and the fact that he had hit the wound with his hand aninglessly now.

Cheon Seong felt that there was so malice in Cheon Myeong's actions.

"Now, the first aid is done..."

Muttering so, Cheon Myeong got up from his seat. And he turned his head with an indifferent gaze.

Then, there, a person who seed to need treatnt more urgently than Cheon Seong was lying down, bleeding.

"..."

Cheon Myeong silently approached Hwang Dongyeong. And he stood nearby and watched Hwang Dongyeong for a mont, then asked in an indifferent voice.

"You, can you speak?"

"..."

"Why did you try to kill Seong-i?"

Although Cheon Myeong asked Hwang Dongyeong, no answer ca.

Looking at him, Cheon Myeong sighed.

He should have controlled his strength moderately, but since he couldn't, it seed that the wound Hwang Dongyeong had received was deep.

It seed that he would have to receive so treatnt to be able to speak properly.

However, what Cheon Myeong could do was only first aid to the extent of stopping the bleeding.

If the wound was that deep, it seed that he would have to call Jong Seojun here, not him.

'Is it impossible to hear him talk?'

Anyway, he had been planning to kill Hwang Dongyeong.

Since he had shown his skills in front of Hwang Dongyeong, he couldn't let him live, right?

Before that, he had tried to talk to him to see if he could get anything, but it seed that it was his own greed to hope for that much.

Thump- thump-.

Cheon Myeong held his sword and walked to Hwang Dongyeong's head.

And in that position, Cheon Myeong raised his sword towards the lying Hwang Dongyeong.

He was planning to finish it by striking his chest as it was.

"Hyung-nim, wait a minute!"

At that mont, Cheon Seong called Cheon Myeong with an urgent voice.

Then, Cheon Myeong looked at Cheon Seong without a word, and Cheon Seong said to Cheon Myeong again with a careful voice.

"Are you... going to kill Hwang Dongyeong?"

"That's the plan."

"...Can't you let Hwang Dongyeong live?"

What kind of talk is that?

Cheon Myeong said to Cheon Seong with a face that could not be convinced at all.

"This guy tried to kill you."

"..."

"And anyway, since his wound is deep, he is destined to die if he is left as he is. It would rather be painful for this guy to be left until he dies."

"Can't you treat him, hyung-nim? Like you did for ..."

"..."

Is it because he is still young, or is his original nature soft?

Not only was he betrayed, but to ask to save the guy who had tried to kill him... this was a part that even Cheon Myeong had not expected.

Cheon Myeong let out a slight sigh and said to Cheon Seong.

"I can't do anything about a wound of this extent."

"..."

"And even if I could, I usually wouldn't save him."

"Then... at least don't kill him now."

"Why should I?"

"I have sothing I want to say to Hwang Dongyeong."

Sothing he wants to say, if that's the reason, it was sowhat understandable what Cheon Seong had said to him.

Since he had been betrayed by a person who had been with him for several years, he couldn't just let him die.

He would be able to relieve his resentnt to so extent only if he cursed at him.

"Do as you please."

Anyway, he was destined to die even if he was left alone.

If Cheon Seong's heart could be relieved even a little by that, there was no need to kill him now.

"Thank you."

Cheon Seong said that to Cheon Myeong and looked at Hwang Dongyeong.

Hwang Dongyeong, who was still lying on the floor and barely breathing like a fish that had co out of the water.

Cheon Seong said to Hwang Dongyeong.

"I'm sorry."

"..."

"If you hadn't beco my escort, you wouldn't have had to die like this..."

The words that ca out of Cheon Seong's mouth were completely different from what Cheon Myeong had expected.

Not cursing or blaming, but rather Cheon Seong apologizing.

Although he had thought that he was quite good at reading people, what he had been expecting about Cheon Seong had been wrong since a while ago.

"You've been by my side all this ti, but I've never said thank you to you."

"..."

"And to send you off like this... I'm sorry for everything."

"...Why are you sorry?"

Huh? Was that guy able to speak?

Although Cheon Myeong had thought that he had misheard sothing, the voice just now was definitely Hwang Dongyeong's.

"Hwang Dongyeong..."

"I was the one who betrayed you. So I should be the one to apologize."

"But still, I don't think you would have tried to kill without any reason."

"..."

"There must have been a reason for that... wasn't there?"

"...Young Master Cheon Seong hasn't changed at all."

Cough-.

Hwang Dongyeong coughed and vomited dark red blood.

Seeing this, Cheon Seong urgently approached Hwang Dongyeong's side, and as Cheon Seong approached, Hwang Dongyeong stopped coughing.

"Hwang Dongyeong!"

"..."

Hwang Dongyeong looked at Cheon Seong with a faint gaze.

"You are... a soft person, Young Master."

"..."

"Even if you pretend to be strong on the outside... you are a soft and affectionate person on the inside."

"Stop talking! If you talk more..."

"But if you do that, you won't be able to survive in the future."

Although Cheon Seong stopped him, Hwang Dongyeong continued to speak without caring.

As if he already knew that he was going to die, Hwang Dongyeong looked at Cheon Seong until the end and said.

"Be more cruel. That's how... you can survive."

"I get it. So now..."

"Young Master Cheon Myeong."

"...?"

"Please... take good care of Young Master Cheon Seong."

"I will, even if you don't say so."

As Cheon Myeong said that, Hwang Dongyeong smiled as if he were satisfied.

Cough-.

At the sa ti, the coughing that started again. A large amount of blood also ca out of his mouth.

"..."

Seeing this, Cheon Seong wanted to do sothing for Hwang Dongyeong.

However, since there was nothing he could do now, Cheon Seong had no choice but to watch Hwang Dongyeong with a pitiful face.

Swish-.

At that mont, a hand that was held out to Cheon Seong. It was Hwang Dongyeong's.

As Cheon Seong grabbed his hand, Hwang Dongyeong barely maintained his consciousness and said for the last ti.

"Su Yeongseong..."

"..."

"Be careful... of him."

With those words, Hwang Dongyeong's head dropped.

At the sa ti, no more strength was felt from the hand that Cheon Seong was holding, and Cheon Seong knew that Hwang Dongyeong had died, even if he disliked it.

"You, until the end, you..."

Hwang Dongyeong had tried to kill him. That was an undeniable fact.

However, it was also a fact that Hwang Dongyeong had died worrying about him until the end.

Cheon Seong engraved the last words that Hwang Dongyeong had said to him deep in his heart.

"...I'll be cruel."

"..."

"To the point where you don't have to worry anymore."

The beings that could truly be called his enemies.

To them, he would be more cruel than anyone else, Cheon Seong vowed.

(End of Chapter)