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The Drunken Demon was right.
There was no need for him to worry about his father’s hangover. Whether his father regretted it or not, if he took even those feelings into account, there was no way he could stop what was about to happen.
“I said it before, but the more I look at you, the smarter you seem. Among the Demon Supremes, you’re the smartest.”
Being called smart always felt good, so the Drunken Demon couldn’t hide the smile that naturally formed on his face.
“You’re not an ordinary drunk. You’re an extraordinary drunk.”
With a pleased expression, the Drunken Demon poured alcohol into the Ice Palace Chalice. As Geom Mugeuk drank, he returned the words the Drunken Demon had said to him.
Ẁ е̊ b̂ n̂ о ṽ еl Е n̂ûm̈ ӑ
“If it’s alcohol called Drunken Demon, then I’ll gladly stay drunk all night!”
While the two were drinking like that, someone caught a fish.
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Splash!
It was the Evil Smiling Demon. It was the first fish he had caught today.
In contrast to his indifferent reaction, a completely opposite reaction burst out.
“Soma!”
Е n ũ m̌ а̇. ĭd
Geom Mugeuk shouted toward the Evil Smiling Demon.
“Congratulations! Our Soma has finally caught his first fish! That fish is probably the most handsome one in this river!”
Watching Geom Mugeuk jump around in joy as if it were his own achievement, the Drunken Demon, standing beside him, showed his dissatisfaction.
“Isn’t the reaction way too different? You didn’t get this excited when I caught one.”
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“That’s because you’re not the Soma.”
“Don’t discriminate right in front of me. That’s the worst.”
Ĕ n û m̃ä . і̆d́_
“If you didn’t like it, you should’ve stepped in when I said, ‘Drunken Demon, please help!’”
“I was going to.”
Geom Mugeuk looked straight into the Drunken Demon’s eyes. Under that gaze, the Drunken Demon couldn’t bring himself to lie.
“No. I wouldn’t have been able to.”
Defying the Cult Leader’s order and stepping in? That was absolutely impossible for the Drunken Demon.
“You have to admit what needs to be admitted. The most I could’ve done was pour alcohol on your grave.”
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“That’s fine. If it’s alcohol you give me, it would’ve tasted good. I’ll pour you your favorite drink too.”
At that, the Drunken Demon said something unexpected.
“Don’t pour alcohol on my grave. I spent my whole life drinking—why would I need more after I’m dead? When I walk the path to the Netherworld, I’ll go sober.”
As if saying one should drink diligently while alive, the Drunken Demon drank again, then refilled the chalice and handed it to Geom Mugeuk. Looking down at the cup, Geom Mugeuk asked,
“What’s the drinking companion of your life?”
The Drunken Demon thought for a moment.
Ѐn um̂ a
“You. Watching you is fun and entertaining.”
“Besides me?”
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The Drunken Demon couldn’t answer easily.
“What about that martial artist?”
“Lyu Bin isn’t a drinking companion to me… she’s strong liquor.”
At the half-serious, half-joking remark, Geom Mugeuk laughed and asked back,
Ё n̄ û m̃ а̂
“Isn’t it about time you drank that liquor?”
The Drunken Demon looked at him with a doubtful expression.
“I’m saying you should marry her.”
“All of a sudden?”
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“You should think about her too.”
Her exact age was unknown, but since she had risen to the position of one of the third-generation drunken guests, she couldn’t be young.
E n̊um̂а .і d
The Drunken Demon drank.
Judging by the worry in his eyes, it didn’t seem like he was completely unwilling.
“What does she say? Doesn’t she suggest marriage?”
“She’s not the type to bring that up.”
“Who could easily bring that up when the other party is a Demon Supreme? You should say it first. Don’t you have some liquor you’ve been saving for when you marry? Take out something sweet and, on a nice day, ask her to marry you.”
The Drunken Demon silently emptied his cup.
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“Why? You don’t like her?”
“Of course I do. Where would you find another woman like her?”
“Then why?”
Looking down at the empty cup in his hand, the Drunken Demon let out a light sigh.
“I only know how to get drunk. I don’t really know how to sober up.”
A life spent only drinking—he seemed to be worried about whether he could take responsibility for someone.
Е ñ ŭm̄а́
“Seriously, a monk can’t shave his own head. You give me all kinds of advice, but when it comes to your own life, you’re this bad at it.”
Filling the Drunken Demon’s empty cup, Geom Mugeuk said,
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“She won’t be any different.”
“What do you mean?”
“She’ll be worried too. If she’s reached the level of one of the third-generation drunken guests, then she’s lived a life of drinking too. Whether it’s because of martial arts or not. Do you think she wouldn’t worry? ‘Can someone like me really live well with the Drunken Demon?’”
The Drunken Demon emptied his cup without answering.
W̌е b̀n о̂ v̊.êl̆ Ёn um а
“She knows alcohol better than anyone, she’s known you longer than anyone, and she likes you more than anyone. So just think of it as having a lifelong drinking partner and marry her. Drink together at night, wake up in the morning and regret it together. Take turns quitting alcohol and live like that.”
The Drunken Demon smiled as he looked at Geom Mugeuk. Sometimes this young brat acted like someone who had already lived an entire lifetime.
“They say men who live alone die the fastest.”
“What’s the point of living long?”
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“You have to grow old with me and keep drinking and having fun. You need someone like her by your side to look after you. So catch her before she runs away.”
It would’ve been nice to keep talking about this and drinking all day, but there was something that had to be done. After emptying his final cup, Geom Mugeuk looked toward the Fist Demon King standing far away.
Е̄ n̂ ù m ä .і̆d̂
“You probably know my father best, Master, right?”
“Most likely.”
As Geom Mugeuk began walking over, he added,
“What kind of drinker worries about a hangover?”
As he walked toward the Fist Demon King, Geom Mugeuk briefly stopped. In the distance, he saw his father teaching his older brother how to fish.
For some reason, he suddenly thought that while teaching his eldest son, his father might be thinking of his own deceased older brother. He didn’t know why that thought came to him.
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Resuming his steps, Geom Mugeuk went and stood beside the Fist Demon King.
“Fishing isn’t fun, is it?”
The Fist Demon King gave no answer, but the silence itself was answer enough.
“With that scary expression, the fish are too afraid to come near.”
“Seeing how relaxed you are, it seems you didn’t write down your own name at least.”
“Who I wrote down is top secret.”
W е̌bn.о̇ v е l̇ Е n̄ ûm̄ а
Standing beside him, Geom Mugeuk looked out at the river.
“This is a fishing tournament, so why are you wandering around instead of fishing?”
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“I’m looking for something to go with the drinks.”
The Fist Demon King was about to ask what that meant but soon turned his head back toward the river. How could he possibly understand what Geom Mugeuk was doing?
Even what had just happened earlier was the same—he was the Young Cult Leader doing things that didn’t even exist in his mind.
“I thought carefully about what Father likes the most. Ah, excluding people. If I include people, wouldn’t it be me?”
Е.n̆ u ḿă . ì d
Watching Geom Mugeuk’s confident expression, the Fist Demon King looked unconvinced.
“There are things I learned after getting close to Father. He likes playing baduk, he likes cooking, he likes fishing. But those are all hobbies, aren’t they? It’s not like he enjoys working in the Cult Leader’s Hall.”
Letting out a light sigh, Geom Mugeuk said,
“I tried so hard to get close to Father, but I realized I don’t even know what he likes the most.”
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Thinking about it, was it only his father? He didn’t know what his older brother liked the most either. What did Lee Ahn like the most?
He didn’t even know what the Evil Smiling Demon—who had just been willing to give up his life—liked the most. What about the Drunken Demon, whom he had just been drinking with?
Е n̄ ů m̃ а̀ .і̊ d
The Fist Demon King looked at Geom Mugeuk.
“Did you come because you thought I would know?”
“You don’t know?”
He had thought that the Fist Demon King, who had been with him since his youth, might know.
“I don’t.”
It wasn’t an answer given out of reluctance to tell him. The Fist Demon King truly didn’t know.
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“Even if you asked me that question, I’d have to think for a long time before answering. And even then, the answer might change tomorrow.”
Looking at Geom Mugeuk, the Fist Demon King asked,
“What about you? What is it that you like the most?”
Geom Mugeuk could not answer right away.
Indeed, if a person did not even know what they themselves liked most, how could they hope to understand another’s heart?
Thus, the two silently stared at the river. If there was a comfort in the chatter when he was with the Drunken Demon, then there was a comfort in this silence when he was with the Fist Demon King.
Eṅu m̈ а
How much time had passed? The Fist Demon King suddenly spoke.
“I haven’t forgotten that promise.”
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Geom Mugeuk understood.
Long ago, he had made a promise with the Fist Demon King. If his father ever decided to start a war, he would inform the Fist Demon King first.
At that time, he had asked to be told in advance. The Fist Demon King had willingly accepted that difficult promise.
“I hope I never have to keep that promise.”
Е̂nû m̀ а ._і̆ d̊
It was the first time the Fist Demon King had revealed his true feelings about it. Geom Mugeuk bowed his head politely in gratitude.
“Thank you, Master.”
Right at that moment,
“A big catch!”
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The one who caught the first big catch was one of the Loud Trio, the Blood Heaven Blade Demon. It was twice the size of any fish caught so far.
Geom Mugeuk, who had been incomparably quiet beside the Fist Demon King, suddenly changed.
W̆еb̄n̄ о̇_vе l È n̈ u m̄а̀
“The current first-place fish has appeared!”
As he ran toward the Blood Heaven Blade Demon, Geom Mugeuk spoke the words the man himself wanted to say.
“As expected! Amazing! Your skill as Father’s fishing teacher hasn’t dulled at all! At this rate, won’t you be the one to win, Elder?”
“If you wanted to win the bet, you should’ve picked me.”
The Blood Heaven Blade Demon became extremely proud.
“You told us not to pick you?”
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“You have to overcome hardships to achieve victory.”
The Blood Heaven Blade Demon held up the large fish toward the One-Slash Sword Supreme. It looked as though he were suggesting they take the Millennium Snow Ginseng together after winning.
Just as his father had done for the Poison King, this time Geom Mugeuk made a small pool.
The Blood Heaven Blade Demon placed the fish into the pool.
Squatting in front of it and staring at the fish, Geom Mugeuk suddenly spoke.
“You were quite startled earlier, weren’t you?”
Ėňům а̀..і̀ḋ
The Blood Heaven Blade Demon’s hands, which had been putting a new worm on the hook, paused briefly before moving again.
“When have you not startled me?”
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“I’m sorry.”
“So? How are you planning to persuade the Cult Leader?”
“I’m trying to find out what Father likes the most.”
At that, the Blood Heaven Blade Demon said something unexpected.
Е̌ n u̇ m̈ӓ . i d
“What are you going to do after finding that out? Butter him up with it? As if the Cult Leader would be pleased.”
At that moment, Geom Mugeuk’s eyes widened in realization.
It was true. His entire approach had been misguided from the very beginning. Trying to learn what his father liked most in order to win his favor or improve his mood had never been the answer.
“Then what should I do?”
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When it came to his father, the Blood Heaven Blade Demon was second only to the Fist Demon King.
“You should find out what he hates the most.”
Еn̄ ū m̄ ä
“!”
“You can easily fake what you like, but what you hate is harder to fake. If you want to truly understand someone, it’s better to know what they hate than what they like.”
Geom Mugeuk exclaimed in admiration.
“As expected! You are the smartest, Elder! Even among all past Demon Supremes, you must be the smartest!”
He shouted loudly enough for everyone to hear.
Immediately, someone reacted.
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“I’m pretty sure I just heard that I was the smartest.”
Instead of resolving the Drunken Demon’s grievance, Geom Mugeuk added another.
“You’re drunk, Drunken Demon. How could you be the smartest when the Blade Demon here reads so many books?”
The Drunken Demon stared at Geom Mugeuk in disbelief, then eventually shook his head and took a drink.
“Ah, I’m getting drunk.”
Even though he was being treated as though he were spouting drunken nonsense, the Drunken Demon felt pleased.
Ẅ е b̂ ǹо v ẽ l. Ё nu̇ḿ а
Moments like these, when they could exchange lighthearted banter, were enjoyable.
Geom Mugeuk turned his gaze toward his father.
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What was it that his father hated the most?
From what he knew so far, his father disliked poison arts and Soul Reaping Art. He also disliked assassins.
But those were just general things.
What did his father truly hate?
Е̂ nũ m̄а . і̄d̀
Perhaps the answer to this problem lay in something he had never seriously thought about until now.
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Whoooosh
Everyone stood under the tent, watching the sudden downpour.
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Just as the rain began pouring, the Heavenly Demon Pavilion guards had finished preparing lunch, so they had temporarily stopped fishing and gathered under the tent.
“Fishing in the rain is the best.”
Е̇ nǔ m̆а̀.іd̃
At the Blood Heaven Blade Demon’s words, those who had some experience with fishing all nodded in agreement.
Of course, the Fist Demon King, the One-Slash Sword Supreme, and the Evil Smiling Demon did not agree at all, while the Poison King and the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme, who had recently taken an interest in fishing, only wanted to hurry and finish eating so they could go back out, rain or not.
Currently, the Poison King was still in first place by number of fish caught, while the Blood Heaven Blade Demon was first in terms of size.
“This is the first time, isn’t it? All of us gathering like this and eating outdoors.”
At Geom Mugeuk’s words, everyone nodded. Truly, who would have thought a day would come when all the Demon Supremes would gather so pleasantly, eating together while watching the rain fall?
“Father, please have a drink from your son.”
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Geom Mugeuk poured a drink for Geom Woojin.
Receiving it, Geom Woojin poured drinks for his two sons.
The Demon Supremes shared drinks with those sitting beside them.
The Drunken Demon first poured a drink for the Fist Demon King beside him.
“It’s been a long time since we’ve drunk together like this.”
It had indeed been a long time since the Drunken Demon had shared a drinking table with the Fist Demon King.
Wе b n̄о v е l̄ E n̈û m å
With his large hand, the Fist Demon King filled the Drunken Demon’s cup.
“I drank the alcohol you sent through the Young Cult Leader well.”
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At those words, the Drunken Demon finally understood.
Geom Mugeuk had shared the liquor he had received from him with the Demon Supremes and had even made sure they knew who it came from.
How could he not be fond of him after that?
The Blood Heaven Blade Demon shared drinks with the One-Slash Sword Supreme.
Е̊ n̈u m̆ а
“Are you confident you’ll win?”
“It would be strange if I couldn’t in this situation.”
Now, the sight of the two together felt completely natural. They no longer bothered to hide that exchange of emotions. Their past journey had brought a great change to their relationship.
Receiving a drink from the Evil Smiling Demon, the Soul Reaper Demon Supreme felt good. It wasn’t exactly a rational feeling, but something closer to admiration.
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There was a certain aura unique to the Evil Smiling Demon that he couldn’t feel from the Cult Leader of the Heavenly Wind Cult or Geom Mugeuk. It was an aura that made one want to become someone like him.
The Poison King poured a drink for the Demonic Buddha.
Ӗ n ů mӑ_
“My thanks.”
The Poison King knew that earlier, when the Demonic Buddha had stepped forward and questioned why he had come out first, it had been for his sake.
“The Young Cult Leader is worried. He says we may need to look for poisonous fish instead of poisonous herbs now.”
The Poison King did not deny it and merely smiled faintly.
Then his eyes met Geom Woojin’s, and he inclined his head slightly. The gesture came far more naturally than before.
A small pond had brought about a great change.
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Whoooosh—
Looking at the falling rain, Geom Woojin spoke softly.
“This is nice.”
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