The World's Greatest is Dead

How did things end up like this?

Nothing much had really happened.

I had just killed some time and gone downstairs, only to find people already gathered there.

Not everyone. Poison Dragon and Peng Dojun were sitting around chatting.

Yu Yeon and Cloud Dragon were nowhere to be seen. Same for Sword Emperor and Freak Demon.

Freak Demon—

After we arrived at Demon Dragon Cave, he had hidden himself.

According to him, Sword Emperor was here too, and since this was Demon Dragon Cave, he needed to assess the situation inside the Demonic Cult.

That was what he said before disappearing, at least.

I let that slide. There was nothing to do today anyway.

As outsiders, wandering around Demon Dragon Cave seemed both difficult and pointless.

“What are you doing?”

I naturally walked over and sat down in a chair.

“We were discussing matters of tremendous importance, such as what comes next.”

“...Matters of tremendous importance. Just the two of you.”

The words were packed full of the meaning, you two aren’t even close.

At that, Peng Dojun picked his nose.

“Since when? We’re close enough to chat.”

Flick.

He flicked the booger away, and I narrowed my eyes.

Ugh. Disgusting.

“Does it look that way to you too?”

“...Yes. More or less?”

Oh, Poison Dragon did not say they were not close?

In the past, their relationship had basically looked like they wanted to kill each other.

The problem was that Poison Dragon had been the one getting beaten one-sidedly.

“So, what was this tremendous matter you were discussing?”

“How many people we’ll be able to beat up once we go to the Demonic Cult.”

“...For fuck’s sake.”

How was that a tremendous matter? How was that a forward-looking discussion?

What was I supposed to do with these insane battle maniacs?

As I stared at them in disbelief, Poison Dragon let out a hollow breath.

“I never said that.”

“Huh? What are you talking about? That was basically what we were discussing.”

“How does that qualify as basically...? I said I was curious what the Demonic Cult’s martial arts would be like.”

True.

That was completely different.

If this was about the Demonic Cult’s martial arts, why did that turn into what he had said?

Peng Dojun shrugged.

“Same thing.”

“...How is that the same thing?”

Being curious about martial arts and wondering how many people you could beat up were very different, you lunatic.

“No, if you’re curious and want to find out, you have to fight them, don’t you? That’s what I meant.”

“Is fighting all you think about when you go somewhere?”

Poison Dragon looked at Peng Dojun like he could not understand him.

“Tsk, tsk... You won’t get anywhere living so combatively all the time.”

“I can’t hear weaklings talking.”

“What did you say, you bastard...?”

“If you don’t like it, let’s go.”

Peng Dojun curled up the corner of his mouth as he spoke, and Poison Dragon ground his teeth.

Looks like he knows he can’t win.

That was funny.

For all his flaws, Peng Dojun had the Heavenly Martial Body and was a younger-generation prodigy in the upper ranks even among the Seven Prodigies.

No matter how much Poison Dragon had grown so far, there was no way he could win at this point just because he had learned Ten Thousand Flowers Rain.

“Why? Scared?”

“You son of a bitch...!”

He reacted to being provoked.

Poison Dragon shot to his feet.

“Why do you keep acting strong? You too...!”

He pointed at me.

What?

“You get stomped by Young Master Bang all the same!”

“...What did you say, you bastard?”

“Why am I suddenly involved...?”

Peng Dojun reacted too, and I, the person suddenly being singled out, stared blankly.

What kind of situation was this?

“What are you so proud of? You get beaten black and blue without even putting up a fight.”

“Why bring that up now? Do you think this bastard and I are the same?”

“What’s different?”

“Your conscience must be dead. You look like someone ground your face through a millstone, and did Ten Thousand Flowers Rain blow your conscience away too?”

“A millstone? You look like some three-hundred-year-old wild boar from the mountains, and you’re talking about my looks?”

“A boar!?”

“...”

I pressed my fingers to my forehead as the situation grew increasingly ugly.

What was this?

Their way of speaking made it sound like their mental ages had dropped by four or five years.

“Looks like I’ve let you run loose lately and your insolence has shot through the sky. I’ll have to flatten that nose of yours.”

“No, stop.”

“My nose has always been high. Don’t compare it to your low one.”

“My nose is high too, you bastard. What do you know?”

“...”

Mm.

Should I just go back upstairs?

That thought circled in my head.

Yes, that was the right choice.

If I stayed with these bastards, I felt like my own level would drop.

“I’m going first.”

“Look at that. Even Young Master Bang can’t endure your bullshit.”

“It’s yours he can’t endure, obviously. Your level is crawling on the floor. Just like your realm.”

“Hah! What are you so proud of when you can’t even brush the hem of Young Master Bang’s clothes?”

“You keep bringing up Bang Seongyeon. Do you have even one thing better than him?”

“Plenty!”

“Plenty?”

I shook my head.

It was getting so childish that I did not want to listen anymore.

I was just about to go upstairs.

“Of course I’m taller than him, and where do you think the Tang Family’s prestige went? Young Master Bang has a handsome face, but that’s it. As a man, I have far more charm.”

I stopped.

At Poison Dragon’s words, I glanced at him.

What was that bastard saying right now?

“And his teaching is godawful too. Have you ever taken a lesson from that man? If you haven’t, don’t talk. What kind of teacher shows you something once, tells you to try it, then goes, ‘Huh? You can’t? Why can’t you? Keep doing it until you can’? What kind of ragged-ass training method is that?”

“...”

“The fact that I’m still training under him is what’s amazing. My patience is just absurd, honestly.”

“...Hey.”

“And his temper? Filthy. I thought I was no pushover in that department, but that man may look delicate, yet his nature is no different from a brown bear’s. And is he hungry all the time or something? He’s ridiculously sensitive. Is he the only one sensitive? I got dragged out of my house by force and I’m being worked like a slave!”

“...Hey, Poison Dragon. Calm down a little...”

Peng Dojun quietly looked at me.

I had already turned around and was walking back down toward them.

“When you look at all that, I’m better. Much better. What do you even know when you run your mouth...! If you dig into that man, he isn’t actually that amaz—”

“Hey.”

“...”

I cut him off and stepped in.

I scratched my cheek and smiled.

At my voice, Poison Dragon froze in place.

“Ooh. He’s fucked.”

At Peng Dojun’s words, he subtly shifted away, and Poison Dragon’s head creaked as it turned toward me.

Looking at him, I smiled brightly and said,

“Get down.”

Poison Dragon’s hands quickly hit the floor.

*****

And that was how it had come to this.

“Why are you acting up? Have you lost your mind?”

“...That is... not... I was talking and the words just sort of slipped...”

“Slipped? Should I block your mouth so they don’t slip? Seeing how freely you’re using that tongue, I think you need training there too. Ah. Right.”

Come to think of it.

“Since my teaching is bad, this should be hard for you, right? You’re going to suffer a little.”

“Ugh...”

“...You do hold grudges.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

Peng Dojun quietly looked away.

That was fine. I was just about to torment Poison Dragon properly.

“Hey.”

“I’m a little busy right now.”

I still had things to do, so I tried to ignore Peng Dojun’s call.

“Looks like we have guests.”

“Hm?”

At his words, I lifted my head.

Someone really had come.

Who was that?

Who is he?

It was someone I was seeing for the first time.

He was staring at us in a daze, so he seemed surprised.

“Who are you?”

Judging by his reaction, they had come looking for us.

When I rose and asked, a guy with a rather insolent-looking face suddenly cleared his throat.

“Ahem... Hm. Are you the honored guests from the orthodox faction?”

“Yes. We came from the Murim Alliance. Who are you?”

“...I am Woo Young Jin of the Woo Young Family.”

“I see.”

Who was that?

No matter how much I searched my head, no one came to mind.

Woo Young Jin? The Woo Young Family—

For starters, it did not seem like somewhere I would know.

Seeing how confidently he’s acting...

That meant he had some reputation.

But since I did not know him—

“It seems there are families in the Demonic Cult too.”

That meant he was someone from the Demonic Cult.

“Hah. You say the obvious. Do you think the existence of families is exclusive to your Murim Alliance?”

“...Not really. I only said it because I didn’t know. If I hurt your feelings, I apologize.”

“Enough. I have heard plenty of the orthodox faction’s arrogance.”

“...”

What was wrong with that bastard?

Just as I was narrowing my eyes—

“What is that bastard?”

“What?”

Peng Dojun said it out loud.

Honestly, it was refreshing.

“Ah, damn. I meant to only think that.”

“You...”

“He’s a little unwell. Please let it pass.”

“What? What part of me is unwell—”

“In any case, what business brings Young Master Woo Young here?”

“...Grit.”

Perhaps he disliked our attitude, because Woo Young Jin ground his teeth.

At the same time, a shallow seriousness settled in the eyes with which he examined us.

“I personally came to welcome the Alliance’s honored guests... but you’re doing something interesting.”

“Ah, yes. We were just playing around.”

“...Since when was this playing argh!”

Poison Dragon tried to say nonsense, so I gently stepped on his palm.

“...Fine. It does not matter. Which one of you here is the one called Moon Hero?”

“...Pardon?”

He came looking for me?

Woo Young Jin’s eyes swept over us one by one.

“Blue eyes and a handsome face. That would be you.”

“...Yes. More or less.”

There was no way to hide it in this situation, so I agreed.

“Good. I hear you are the hope of the orthodox faction right now.”

“I would not go that far.”

“They say you are so impressive, so I came because I was curious. How about exchanging a few moves with me, Woo Young Jin of the Woo Young Family?”

“Hm?”

What?

I was wondering why he had come, and it turned out he just wanted to fight?

“Do not worry. I know you came as formal guests, so I will stay within proper limits. I merely wish to see how outstanding the Alliance’s hope really is.”

“...Mm. Are we allowed to just fight like this?”

“We are. I will take responsibility.”

He was confident.

I did not know how great his family was, but judging by his attitude, he seemed to be somebody.

...What a pain.

Still, this was annoying.

Was there any reason I had to fight him?

As I was thinking about it for a moment—

Ah.

A fun idea suddenly came to mind.

“What? What did you just say?”

I suddenly looked shocked and turned to Poison Dragon as I spoke.

“Pardon...?”

Poison Dragon, who had been rubbing the reddened back of his hand, looked at me in confusion.

I met his eyes and spoke.

“What do you mean, that wicked and insignificant thing is saying what? How could a descendant of the Tang Family use such rough language? Young Master Tang, that could get you in trouble!”

“...What... Why are you suddenly acting like...”

Poison Dragon stopped speaking mid-sentence.

Then he looked across from us.

Woo Young Jin was glaring at Poison Dragon with blazing eyes.

“...What did you just say? Wicked and insignificant?”

“...”

Poison Dragon turned his gaze back toward me.

His eyes had this written clearly in them.

...This bastard?

My answer to that was—

What, bastard?

What are you going to do about it?

You shouldn’t have acted up.

I simply smiled.

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