The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 128

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Episode 128 That is not Simma.

I suddenly closed my mouth and looked at Mo Yongbaek’s office.

Even I felt strange thinking that the reincarnated poison demon and the sword demon were talking in there.

To be honest, Geomma’s condition is complicated and difficult.

How difficult is it?

It is a difficult problem that a man of sword magic level cannot solve.

It will be a difficult problem for Mo Yong-baek as well.

But I placed meaning in arranging this meeting itself.

I don’t know why.

Because there are always many things I don’t know.

I know one thing for sure.

This problem cannot be solved by Mo Yongbai, it cannot be solved by the Sword Demon, and it is a problem that I cannot do anything about.

But three would be better than one.

* * *

As soon as Mo Yongbaek saw the sword demon sitting across from him, he swallowed his saliva without realizing it. I kept thinking that Hao Wen-ju had no idea where he was bringing such a monster-like man.

Not only did he have martial arts skills, but he also seemed to have a strong mental world, so he was speechless.

Geomma opened his mouth when he saw that the young councilor was nervous.

“There’s nothing to be nervous about.”

“yes. “What should I call you?”

“me? well. “That’s ambiguous.”

Mo Yongbaek asked with a smile.

“Since you are the elder, shall I call you brother?”

The Sword Demon shook his head and responded.

“No one has ever called me by that title. “I thought he was a member of the council, but since you are also trained in martial arts, call me senior like Hao Wenju.”

Mo Yongbaek responded.

“Would you like to be a senior?”

When the Sword Demon nodded, Mo Yongbaek spoke with a blunt expression.

“Then I will call you brother.”

“… … .”

“Shall I call you a patient?”

As the Sword Demon blinked and looked at him, Mo Yongbaek slightly lowered his head.

“It’s a joke.”

The Sword Demon spoke in a calm tone.

“I’m not Hao Wen-ju’s sworn brother for nothing. “They said they were meeting each other.”

“I will take it as a compliment.”

“It is the freedom of the listener.”

The Sword Demon sighed and looked around the study.

“You read a lot.”

“yes. There are also martial arts books. There are also medical books. There are also old books and old novels that are hard to find. “Do you like books too, senior?”

“I like it.”

“What did you mainly see?”

“It’s a martial arts book.”

“Anything else?”

“I looked at the Book of Laozi from time to time, and I also read this by substituting martial arts. “Did you see it too?”

“I saw it.”

“How was it?”

“There were a lot of things I couldn’t understand, so I quickly covered them up. Was it helpful to you?”

“There is none. “I thought it was unnecessary and forgot about it all.”

Mo Yongbaek applied saliva to his dry lips.

“You are merciless.”

“It’s kind of like that.”

“Why did Moonju call you a patient? There doesn’t seem to be any problem to me.”

The Sword Demon nodded, took out the Light Sword and placed it on the table.

“Do you want to pull it out?”

Mo Yongbaek responded with a nervous expression.

“I’m not going to die, right?”

The Sword Demon smiled.

“Surely I would treat Moon-joo’s acquaintance carelessly?”

“Yes, then let me give it a try.”

Mo Yongbai stretched out both hands and pulled out the Light Sword, then quickly put it away as soon as he heard the ear-piercing cry.

Mo Yongbaek said.

“The sword is screaming. “Where does it hurt?”

The Sword Demon laughed out loud and responded, which is rare.

“You see everyone as a patient.”

“It is an occupational disease.”

“There are very rare swords that emit sword power on their own. “It’s not a normal sword.”

“This is the magic sword. “Did your senior make it?”

“No way. “It’s a sword that was forced upon me when I was young.”

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“By family?”

The Sword Demon nodded.

Mo Yongbai cleared his throat, then took out a white handkerchief from the drawer and wiped his forehead.

“Is there a way to cancel that binding?”

“It may be, but I have not learned it.”

“Would you unbind if you knew how?”

“I can’t do that now.”

“Why?”

“Because it would mean that I should die.”

Mo Yongbaek nodded.

“Does the meaning of death mean that one dies as soon as the binding is released? Or does it mean that losing the magic sword will weaken your power and make you vulnerable to enemies?”

“It’s probably the latter.”

Mo Yongbaek nodded.

“In that case, we shouldn’t carelessly cancel the ownership.”

“yes.”

“Nevertheless, the reason Moonju brought you here is because there is a problem with just having a magic sword. “Please explain.”

“That’s the difficult part to explain.”

The Sword Demon stroked the Light Sword.

“Once I reached a certain level, the speed at which I became stronger became slower, and this thing became stronger as if there were no limits as it ate its enemies like a living creature. Because of this sword, I survived among the devils… … Now I feel humiliated that I am dependent on this. I guess it’s disillusionment. Do you know what it feels like? I’m wondering if I might be weaker than this magic sword. But I can’t throw it away easily. Anyway, rather than losing and dying… … .”

When the Sword Demon stopped talking, there was silence for a moment.

Mo Yongbaek asked.

“There was such a story. “What is your sword name?”

“It’s called Gwangmyeong (光明).”

“It’s an unsuitable name. “Let me touch the sword again.”

When the Sword Demon gave his permission, Mo Yongbaek drew the Light Sword again. Unlike the first time, the ear-waving continued quietly this time.

Mo Yongbaek swallowed his saliva once and then spoke.

“It’s different from the ear-voiced sound I heard earlier.”

“What makes the Sword of Light uneasy is that it is arbitrary. “I use it to survive, but because of its unpredictable nature, I often wonder if I will be eaten at some point.”

Mo Yongbaek put down his bright sword and crossed his arms.

“Should I say he’s an ordinary person? Or should I say that he is a commonly encountered strongman. If these people obtain the Sword of Light, they will continue to grow stronger by killing people. Kill, kill, and become stronger. You won’t regret it too much. First, take revenge, and if there is no need to take revenge, you will fight until you become the best in the world. Of course, if you meet a master who can’t be helped even with this magic sword before then, you will die. Kangho is like that. “This is because Gangho is a world where common sense and proper principles are treated with disdain, and where the power that oppresses everything is considered the truth.”

The Sword Demon looked at Mo Yongbaek.

“however?”

“Isn’t your senior from a magic family?”

“That’s right.”

“There must have been a time when you accepted what your family taught you. As you think about it for yourself, you may have come to a point that is different from what your family thought. For example, there is no need to become strong even through indiscriminate slaughter… … . They say they have no intention of absorbing even the weak. These are the thoughts. The family probably didn’t teach it. Moreover, if you have worked hard to train alone, you can feel quite humiliated. “I will not conclude that this means falling into a mental demon.”

“It’s not Simma?”

“yes.”

“Then what is it? This feeling of extreme humiliation and emptiness, these complex emotions that are difficult to put a name to… … .”

“It would be responsibility.”

“… … .”

Mo Yongbaek looked at the Sword Demon with his clasped fingers.

“I was born as a human and was influenced by the devil, but my last duty as a human being is the responsibility to live and protect. This is a high level of responsibility. Because the environment my senior was in must have been very harsh.”

“How do you know that?”

“You said it yourself. They say he survived among the devils. The higher the level of demons, the greater the mental pressure the senior had to endure. I just wanted to survive, but there must have been a lot of difficult things going on around me. If you were a weak-tempered or somewhat frivolous person, you would not feel this sense of responsibility. He would have just wielded a magic sword and met the fate he deserved. “Senior, would you be willing to hand over that sword to someone?”

The Sword Demon shook his head.

“It won’t be easy.”

“Who would live with this sword and exercise such difficult self-control? It’s not easy. Instead, use it and later, when difficult times come, pass it on to Lord Hao Wen.”

The Sword Demon responded with a surprised expression.

“To Moonju? Are you saying we should let Munju write it?”

Mo Yongbaek shook his head with a calm expression.

“no. “If Moonju’s personality is the same, he will immediately break this ominous sword.”

The Sword Demon responded with a somewhat shocked expression.

“Why this?”

To Mo Yongbaek, the words were heard as “Why this precious thing?”

Mo Yongbaek responded in a calm tone.

“Senior is more important than the sword, so I will break the sword.”

“hmm.”

“Perhaps he will lose his temper and break it, then run to the iron room, throw it into the furnace, and watch it until it turns into molten iron. “Some people might even curse at me for being unlucky.”

“Right. “I think so.”

Mo Yongbaek nodded and stroked the light sword.

“That’s right. Although it is a rare sword, looking back, it is just a weapon. How dare I know when this will explode? The person who knows the most about this sword is my senior. And the person who can most powerfully restrain the sword will also be a senior. “This is not a suffering that comes from sima, but a suffering that comes from responsibility.”

“I have a question.”

“yes.”

“Why do you think I felt such responsibility for holding this? So, what I mean is, there was a time when I used to throw this around wildly. My words are confusing. Do you understand?”

“yes. If he was such a reckless person, Moonju wouldn’t have brought his senior here with that look on his face. He must have introduced me because he has self-control and is someone he can hold a conversation with. I am not a huge expert like my senior or Moonju. And after talking to him, I understand. “It’s just that the sword is ugly, and you are not a devil.”

The Sword Demon glared at Mo Yongbaek.

“My nickname is Sword Demon.”

“I know.”

“Did Moonju tell you?”

“no. I’ve only heard of Byeolho. Senior, I found out that the name of this ominous demonic sword is Gwangmyeong (光明), and that the man called the Sword Demon may not be a demon. It may be presumptuous to say this, but there is no other way than to use this sword to do what a person should do. If we do that, the name of the sword will remain bright, and people will remain human.”

Mo Yongbaek lifted the light sword with both hands and held it out to the Sword Demon.

“Is it a magic sword or a famous sword? “This matter is up to the swordsman.”

The Sword Demon made eye contact with Mo Yongbaek and then grabbed the Light Sword.

“It was up to the swordsman.”

“yes.”

“I will engrave it in my heart.”

“Don’t take it too deep.”

“why?”

“Wouldn’t that all hurt? Please take care of Munju, who often gets lost in the outdoors. Come visit often when you have free time. “There will be times when you will laugh if you talk back to the nonsense of a lost human being.”

“It was like that sometimes.”

“Laughing is also good because it is laughter.”

Only then did the Sword Demon relax his expression.

“That was a good one. It was nice to see you today. “Mr. Moyong.”

Mo Yongbaek was about to joke something, but held back and held out his hand.

“Let’s go out together.”

“Isn’t that what you were trying to say?”

“I’ll tell the joke next time.”

The two people left the office with awkward and awkward expressions.

* * *

As soon as I noticed Mo Yong Baek and Sword Demon’s presence in my sleep, I also realized that I was snoring.

“… … .”

The demon jumped up and said.

“Master, have you come out?”

I naturally got up and turned around with double eyelids.

“Are you out? It was good. “Let’s go get something to eat.”

My voice cracked because I was thirsty.

The Sword Demon looked at me and responded.

“Munju, did you sleep well?”

I responded by nodding my head.

“Being able to sleep anywhere is also a skill.”

“Right.”

I looked at the expressions on the faces of Sword Demon and Mo Yongbaek. Both seemed as usual, so I couldn’t figure out what was going on.

Anyway, I put my hand into my front bag.

“Teacher Mo Yong, see you again.”

Mo Yongbaek came over and grabbed my arm.

“Lord Moon, I will not accept it today.”

“why?”

“I didn’t even make medicine for Geomma senior. “Please buy us food later.”

“Is that so?”

“yes.”

I nodded and then pointed my finger at the slut.

“Be especially careful with this guy. If you come alone, don’t accept me as a patient. “Did you understand what I said?”

Mo Yongbaek nodded.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

I made eye contact with the horse and then struck the player.

“Shut up.”

“… … .”

The atmosphere was indeed strangely awkward, so I looked around at the people and spoke.

“Strange atmosphere? Am I the only one who finds this atmosphere awkward? “Am I the only one who finds it strange?”

There was no one to answer, so I gave up.

“… … let’s go.”

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