The World's Greatest is Dead

The Young Cult Leader was looking for me.

Hearing those words, I tilted my head.

It came out of nowhere. He had come all the way to my residence just to say that?

“That’s an amusing thing to say.”

At my words, I looked at the Eight Demons member. I could not tell which one it was, but it was certainly someone very impressive.

It was not Mi Yeonhwa. Naturally, it would not be Freak Demon.

Especially.

Is this a person specialized in infiltration?

The fact that this person had entered my residence so casually, when a unit leader should have been guarding it, meant they specialized in stealth and infiltration.

At the same time.

Are they trying to warn me?

The fact that they had appeared so boldly also seemed like a warning that they could kill me whenever they wanted.

How laughable.

I stared silently at the Demonic Cultist.

How should I deal with this? I thought about it for a moment.

By the time that thought ended.

Shrrrk.

My sword slid out of its scabbard.

[.......]

At my reaction, the Demonic Cultist also moved. I could feel caution from them. Their attitude said they were watching to see what I would do.

“Just how low do you take me for?”

The words that spilled from my mouth were sharp.

“Do I look like the kind of bastard who comes just because someone tells me to? There’s a limit to being rude.......”

[.......]

“How worthless must you think I am to come at me like this?”

[Moon Hero.]

Perhaps because my attitude was more aggressive than expected, the Demonic Cultist’s reaction turned strange. I could feel a hint of fluster as well.

That was what I had been aiming for.

I was no longer the kind of person who would just sit still and take it, either.

[......I merely came to deliver a message.]

“If you wanted to deliver a message, you should have chosen another method. Don’t you think?”

Shhhhh.

I neatly spread the Sword Aura flowing into my sword. Through the sharp edge of the sword strike, I spoke to the bastard.

“Tell your Young Cult Leader this. If he wants me, he can come himself. Who does he think he is, ordering me to come and go?”

[.......]

“And if he won’t do that, then he can have a little brawl with me right now.”

Srrk.

I aimed the tip of my sword at the bastard.

“What will you do?”

At my words, the Demonic Cultist silently stared at me. Their expression was hidden behind the mask, but before long, I saw the bastard move.

[......I will convey your opinion.]

The Demonic Cultist vanished like mist. It seemed they had taken a step back.

“Tch.”

At that sight, clack, I slid my sword back into my belt.

What a shame.

Absurdly enough, that thought crossed my mind.

I found this disappointing?

Had I wanted to fight that Demonic Cultist? It seemed I had, without realizing it.

No.

There was no need to pretend I had not known. I definitely must have wanted to.

Apparently, being so absorbed in training my sword had driven me to thoughts this insane.

“I’ve lost it.”

I had clearly gone out of my mind. Thinking that, I sat on the floorboards.

Probably.

A guest would arrive before long.

I might as well sit and rest.

Just as I was thinking that.

Shhhhh.

He’s here?

He really appeared like a ghost.

This time was different from earlier. A faint fighting spirit hovered around the residence. This meant I had to move.

I slowly rose and headed for the entrance.

Sure enough, the people guarding my surroundings were tense as they stared at someone.

“......What business do you have here?”

At the martial artist’s words, the young man standing in front, the Young Cult Leader, smiled and spoke.

“I came to see a friend.”

“What nonsense are you......!”

“I did receive permission, in my own way. I would appreciate it if you stepped aside.”

The Young Cult Leader said that while looking at the swords.

The closer he came, the higher the martial artists’ tension soared. The Young Cult Leader kept approaching as if he did not care at all.

Soon, just before the martial artist could even raise his inner qi.

“He’s right.”

I stepped forward.

“......Moon Hero?”

“I’m the one who called him here, so please calm down.”

“You personally called someone from the Demonic Cult......?”

“Yes. It seemed he had business with me. Ah, that said, we are not friends.”

“That wounds me.”

The Young Cult Leader spoke as if disappointed. That was ridiculous too. What nonsense was this from a bastard who was not wounded at all?

“Come in.”

I turned my back as I spoke.

The martial artists were still radiating hostility, but the Young Cult Leader paid them no mind and entered my residence.

The Demonic Cultists behind him tried to follow as well, but.

“Stay here.”

[......My Sky.]

“That is an order.”

The Young Cult Leader spat out the words with cold eyes, and two of the Eight Demons froze in place.

Mi Yeonhwa still was not among them.

And so the Young Cult Leader and I ended up speaking alone inside.

“Do you have tea?”

He asked for it as soon as he sat down. Was he insane?

“Just drink water.”

“Your treatment of a guest leaves much to be desired.”

“I would have given you something if I had anything. I really don’t.”

I did have the tea Thousand-Mile Divine Eye had given me as a gift.

But I did not want to give that to this bastard. Water was enough.

Moreover, even though it might have been poisoned, the Young Cult Leader simply gulped the water down.

“How refreshing.”

“It’s that kind of day.”

“So, I hear you refused my invitation?”

Straight to the point.

Invitation? At that worthless choice of words, I gave a short laugh.

“Can you even call that an invitation? I wasn’t taught to call that kind of thing an invitation.”

“I put a fair amount of sincerity into it. I did not expect to be refused like that.”

“Bullshit.”

At my curse, the Young Cult Leader looked at me with a strange expression.

“It seems we have not seen each other for a little under a few months, but something has changed in that time.”

“I’m still at an age where I’m growing.”

“Your frivolous jokes have increased too...... and your nerve seems to have grown. You can face me like this without even trembling.”

“Get it right.”

He was listing bizarre information as if it were true.

“I never trembled even once. I kept my distance because you were unpleasant.”

“Ahaha.”

The Young Cult Leader laughed.

A very small emotion passed through his smiling eyes. It did not look like a pleasant one.

“......You truly have changed. What happened?”

“A lot happened.”

Things I particularly did not want to experience.

And things I did not want to get tangled up in, only to realize I was tangled up with them again.

That was probably the problem.

I’ve gotten a little impatient.

That was probably also why I was returning a little to my old temper.

“You didn’t come here to chat. What’s the point? If you even tried to scare me, then there must be some reason.”

“Scare you? When did I ever do such a thing?”

“Don’t fuck around.”

Had he forgotten the Demonic Cultist he had sent earlier?

“If you sent an invitation with a blade hidden inside it, what is that if not an attempt to scare someone?”

He had called it an invitation with his own mouth, but a sword had been hidden inside it.

Did he think I had not understood the intent?

I even clearly recognized that the other side had sent it while hoping I would understand.

“I let it slide once. I was ready to smash the blade you sent if it came down to it.”

“Ha.”

At my words, the Young Cult Leader let out a hollow laugh.

“Smash the blade? You? That is not right.”

A faint red light drifted through the black eyes set in his pupils.

“You are fortunate that friend let it pass for my sake. Do you truly judge that you could defeat him?”

“Want me to show you?”

I smiled. Since the bastard’s eyes turned red, I let my own eyes shine with Moon Eye.

“Don’t act arrogant. Even now, I can take your head.”

“.......”

“If you want to see it, draw your sword.”

I would face him as much as he wanted.

When I spoke with that intention, the smile disappeared from the Young Cult Leader’s face.

Cold killing intent flowed from where he sat.

Heaven-Slaying Star.

Killing intent rose in the red light of his eyes, and that energy gathered in the air, pressing down heavily.

It was certainly unpleasant.

Compared to the energy the Heavenly Demon released, this was far murkier and worse.

I had scraped at him this much, so how would he come out?

Would he really draw his sword?

Although.

He doesn’t have a sword.

The Young Cult Leader had not brought a sword.

So there seemed to be nothing for him to draw, but that was not something I could know.

A bastard like him seemed capable of it.

That was why I kept scraping at him. I wanted to see how far he could endure.

I wanted to know where that bastard’s limit was.

So I also asked the Heavenly Demon in passing.

Who do you think would win?

If the current me and that Young Cult Leader fought, who would win?

I could not tell.

I knew the Young Cult Leader was strong.

Judging from his spar with Yu Yeon, he possessed “eyes,” so he likely had something hidden.

How would it go?

To this, the Heavenly Demon answered.

[Who knows.]

He gave an ambiguous answer.

[Right now, you have the edge, but on a battlefield, that one would win.]

It meant the result would change depending on the situation.

......On a battlefield.

That bastard would win?

But right now, I would win?

Then.

Good enough.

If I could win right now, that was enough. My pride was not hurt by that kind of thing.

Would pride put food in my mouth?

If I could somehow make the situation favorable, that was the correct answer.

“Don’t want to?”

“Whew.”

At my words, the Young Cult Leader sighed. Then the energy flowing from him vanished as it was.

“I would like to play along, but unfortunately, that is not why I came today.”

He spoke with a smile.

The hostility had disappeared. Seeing that, I lowered the hand that had been about to grip my sword.

He can hold back well.

In the past, it felt like he would have simply charged in. Did that mean he was different from back then?

Something.

Just as I had, this bastard also felt as if he had undergone some kind of change. I could not clearly see what it was, though.

Enough that he could restrain himself from a fight.

Because this was the Murim Alliance? Because there were too many enemies here?

It was probably not simply for those reasons.

“Why were you looking for me?”

That must mean his main business was important.

Then what was it?

At that question, the Young Cult Leader looked at me.

“Bang Seongyeon.”

He called my name. Instead of answering, I tilted my head.

“I have one proposal for you.”

“A proposal?”

Shhhhh.

Along with his words, energy brushed through the space. I could not feel any particular fighting spirit, so I left it alone.

A membrane formed.

It was an energy membrane. It seemed to block sound from getting out.

“You intend to head to Xinjiang, don’t you?”

Not staying at the Assembly Hall, but going to Xinjiang.

He was right.

“So?”

I was not surprised. It was something anyone could infer.

But there had to be another reason he was saying this.

“If you do go, I want you to fulfill one request of mine.”

“That’s an amusing thing to say. Why should I do that?”

Not anything else, but fulfilling the Young Cult Leader’s request?

Why would I do that?

Just as I was about to refuse immediately because of how absurd it was.

“If you do it, I will give you the secret manual the Sword Saint left behind.”

“......What?”

At the Young Cult Leader’s words, I narrowed my eyes.

What kind of dogshit was this?

“A secret manual? What secret manual?”

“The secret manual left behind by the Sword Saint. If you are his inheritor, it should interest you, no?”

“You’re saying insane things. Why would you have that......?”

Even lies had to be told in moderation.

I did not believe him and was about to say something.

[Ah, is he talking about that?]

Huh?

The Heavenly Demon spoke.

What was with that reaction?

No way.

It’s real?

There really was a secret manual?

My eyes widened at the absurdity of it, and the Heavenly Demon continued.

[It does exist. I had forgotten about it...... Did he truly discover it?]

“.......”

I closed the mouth that had been about to refuse.

“Explain it first.”

Now I had a reason to listen.

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