After returning from the demon world to the real world, Gung-gi followed his orders.

The great malice he held intoxicated Gung-gi, so it was worth following and serving.

However, Gung-gi encountered another malice.

The heavy, sweet, and distant malice that had no beginning or end made Gung-gi drunk.

Although he had only encountered it twice, Gung-gi became infinitely affectionate and went crazy just thinking about it.

The malice took the form of Seong Guk-eon at Seong Seong-woo’s funeral, and of Yong Je-geon on the day when Woong-nyeo and Jin Woong Pal-seon clashed.

Since it was common for malice to change its form and appearance and disguise itself as something else, Gung-gi accepted it naturally.

‘But it’s not Seong Guk-eon or Yong Je-geon. Ah, I want to know more about that malice.’

He didn’t know what gender or age it was, or if it was even something that could be judged by those standards in the first place.

All he could find out was that the leader of the clan was precious enough to sacrifice his own body and reveal the secret that the best warrior could fight outside of the realm of the gods.

What Gung-gi found amazing and surprising was that the clan treasured the malice but was not tainted by it.

The students of Eun Gwang High School under the clan’s influence were disgustingly good, and the clan did not show any sign of using their goodness to plot anything.

The fact that the clan treasured him so much but was not tainted by malice made Gung-gi even more excited.

‘I am the only one who can feel that sweet malice, so I should be the only one who can be tainted by that malice.’

Gung-gi had cherished, protected, and worshipped the malice since ancient times.

If the malice chose the clan, Gung-gi would have to follow suit.

However, Gung-gi could not suppress his desire to keep the malice close and serve it when he first encountered the malice that was out of the norm.

Gung-gi was no different from a hungry beast that had experienced the ultimate taste.

That is why, in preparation for this operation, Gung-gi volunteered for the chore of maintaining the evil darkness and tracked down the evil spirit in the form of Yongje-geon.

‘I can’t see the Hojok. He is moving alone.’

While observing the evil spirit in the form of Yongje-geon from a distance, Gung-gi was certain.

This time, there was no sign of the Hwangho clone that would fly to block Gung-gi’s feathers.

However, if Baekho suddenly appeared again using the power to go anywhere, it would be annoying, but it was welcome.

He also wanted to drag Baekho out of the sacred territory, and Gung-gi still cherished the evil spirit he harbored.

On the day Jinwoong Palseon woke up, he said this after receiving a report about Baekho.

[We must bring Baekho out of the sacred territory and let him use his power. The more times, the better.]

He did not say this because he was looking down on Baekho.

As evidence, whenever he did something inside the Silver Mine, he was just as wary of the White Tiger as he was of the Yellow Tiger.

He knew that if the White Tiger came out of the sacred territory and ran wild, most of the people would lose their power in front of the ignorant great sword.

Even so, he wanted the White Tiger to come out of the sacred territory.

It seemed as if he prioritized dragging the best martial artist of the clan out of the sacred territory over having his subordinates killed and the number destroyed by the White Tiger's great sword.

So, unless there was a move that Gung-gi had completely unexpected, there was no change in the fact that he could covet the evil intention.

The evil intention, which seemed to be moving along the feather of the red bird planted in the vein, landed on the foot of Hallasan Mountain in the form of Yongjegeon.

Gung-gi, who had been following behind him in a dark and sinister manner, finally spoke.

"It's been a long time. I missed you."

Gung-gi's cyan hair fluttered in the air at Gung-gi's greeting.

It seemed like he didn’t notice the presence of Gung-gi until he spoke to him.

Even though he had the face of Yong Je-geon, he seemed happy to see the shocked and bewildered look on his face, so he answered shamelessly, as if he was going to act.

“Really? It doesn’t seem like it’s been that long, right?”

“I felt like it’s been a while. Have you thought about my proposal?”

“You asked me to go with you? Actually, I’m a little curious about what you’ll do if you take me with you, so I want to go.”

The way his cyan eyes sparkled between his squinted eyes really looked like Yong Je-geon.

The last time I saw him, I felt that he was pretty good at imitating Seong Guk-eon and Yong Je-geon, but it seemed like he had polished his acting skills even more since he had figured it out.

“But even though I’m not a chaperone, I’m still a teacher at Eun Gwang High School. I can’t leave the kids behind. I’ll give you the same answer I heard back then. I don’t want to.”

Paaaaat!

As soon as he finished answering, the space around him expanded.

As if he was claiming to be the real Yongjegeon, a dark cyan space surrounded him.

It seemed that he had developed the space to prevent the evil darkness surrounding him from leaking out to the surroundings.

‘Considering the location here, they must be close to the students who are descending, thinking they are escaping. They must be trying to tie up the evil darkness in preparation for the students safely reaching this side.’

Gunggi smiled with his fangs exposed at the other person’s kind idea.

He wondered what kindness would take the form of true malice.

And he wanted to watch that change up close.

In order to do that, he had to break his will to protect someone, break his arm that was moving to fight, and break his leg that was running away.

The evil darkness-covered power wave swirled around Gunggi’s hand, and feathers rose.

“I really wanted to respect your will.”

“Respect? Have you forgotten human language because you have lived in the Demon Realm for so long?”

Instead of responding to the provocation, Gung-gi smiled and flapped his wings.

Each time his wings stretched out, more feathers filled with power rose around him.

Currently, the darkness of the evil spirit was scattered all over Hallasan Mountain, so the amount Gung-gi could use right now was limited.

So in order to use the power to pierce the dragon’s body, he had to use more of Gung-gi’s original power.

Even after seeing the increased number of feathers, his cyan eyes were still curved and curved.

Would it be because the real Yongjegeon would be so relaxed even in the face of a life-threatening crisis?

The opponent continued to provoke him without /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ stopping.

“I don’t want to go with you, but it wouldn’t be bad to improve my communication skills. Do you want to make a wish? I’ll pay you with the neck of the man you serve.”

“Ahaha, you, can you use the Gwangrim of the Yeouiboju?”

“My name is Yongjegeon.”

By the way, Yongjegeon liked my name quite a bit.

Gunggi decided to completely subdue his opponent and make it impossible for him to escape before asking for his real name.

As soon as Gunggi was sure that he had enough feathers to pierce through the spatial magic, he moved his feathers all at once without any warning.

Whaaaaaaaak!

The moment Gunggi’s feathers flew to cut through the wind and tear the space, his opponent moved.

He didn’t dodge the feathers or strengthen his spatial magic.

The opponent erased the external space he was deploying to block the spread of the evil darkness.

‘Are you planning to run away? No, if you were planning to run away, you would have done it a long time ago.’

Whaaaaaaa!

Gunggi’s doubts didn’t last long.

The feathers that had been shot at his opponent were engulfed in flames and turned into ash.

Gunggi’s feathers were clearly weak to fire, but even a moderate amount of fire couldn’t burn his feathers.

Among the dragon tribes currently on the Korean peninsula who could control fire, only the Blue Dragon and the Chok Dragon could burn his feathers.

However, the opponent was not even a dragon tribe.

‘The King of the Red Flame came to protect the fake Yongjegeon, not his son?’

The King of the Red Flame, Yeom Bang-yeol, stood in front of him, waving his cape with the Red Lion team logo on it.

The space technique of Yongjegeon that had been continuously unfolding seemed to be to hide the palace spirit from detecting Yeom Bang-yeol’s approach.

The sounds of people behind Yeom Bang-yeol were increasing one by one.

The opponent seemed to have set a trap by mobilizing the Red Lion.

He could not have imagined that the Red Lion would come to capture the palace spirit instead of protecting Yeom Jun-yeol, rescuing other students, participating in the conquest of the other world, or protecting civilians.

“Yongjegeon, stop laughing and prepare to fight.”

“Ahahahaha, just watch Bang-yeol fight. I’ll laugh a little.”

“Yongjegeon-nim......!”

In the meantime, Yongjegeon’s laughter could be heard continuously.

He could still feel the malice that Gung-gi had been desperately searching for from Yongjegeon.

As if to show off to Gung-gi, Yongjegeon took out a small box from his bosom that was not even a fingertip long.

It was a sturdy box that Yongjegeon had personally made using space magic by gathering nightmare dust.

Gung-gi felt the source of malice in the box.

“You wanted to see me, is it really me?”

Yongjegeon floated the small box in the air as if joking.

Then, the sweet malice he had felt from Yongjegeon disappeared.

There was no room for doubt.

Gung-gi was completely fooled by Yongjegeon and someone who had moved the red lion.

“You can’t tell the difference between fake and real, so who are you going to serve and seek? No one would want such fake respect, right?”

Yongjegeon's laughter and contempt itself made him feel no emotion.

However, Gunggi was deeply depressed as if he had fallen into the darkness at the fact that he had not recognized his true malice.

The emotions of despair, disappointment, and resignation that he had never felt before, combined with the evil darkness that Gunggi held, and he swept over him.

“Yongjegeon, stop provoking!”

“I should scratch it now so that I can measure my fighting power. In preparation for the next move.......”

Kwaaaaaaaah!

Before Yongjegeon could finish speaking, the entire area was swallowed up by the darkness that extended from Gunggi.

Thump, thump... ... .

Sleeping Sheep pressed down on the nape of his neck, but the bleeding did not stop because the cut was so deep.

As soon as he stepped outside the barrier, Sleeping Sheep was in danger of having his neck cut off.

Just like the neck of a scapegoat being cut off, Sleeping Sheep was almost slaughtered.

If he hadn't reflexively gathered the surrounding wool and wrapped it around his neck, the blade wouldn't have ended in a line.

"Haa, haa......."

The sheep in the water shivered.

He had experienced many scary things right after the other-world collision, but in Jeju Island, and lived as if dead, he had never been in danger of his life.

Of course, he desperately guarded against nightmares that might come at any time, but since he had set up a tight barrier and the nightmares were relatively quiet, he had no physical pain.

The sheep tribe, including the sheep tribe, planned to live peacefully in the future while listening to good songs.

However, the peace was broken when the noble tribe started to stir up Jeju Island a while ago.

“Chief! Hurry up and come back inside the barrier!”

“It’s too late, Chief, you’re slow, so you can’t avoid that!”

Swish!

Despite the words that he didn’t need to see him off, all the sheep who had been watching secretly hid and watched were startled by the sight of the bleeding sheep tribe and showed up.

The sheep tribe quickly gathered its wool to block the blade, but it was a sword that had a legend about cutting down and slaughtering sheep, so it easily cut through the tough wool.

Still, he bought time and rolled his body to avoid the blade, but his posture collapsed, and he kept bleeding and rolling on the stone floor, so he was in pain here and there.

‘I can’t see where the attacker is, so I can’t put him to sleep. What should I do?’

He must have used an invisibility item, because he couldn’t see his opponent.

If he concentrated and raised his senses, he could sense them, but the sheep of sleep didn’t have time for that.

“Chief! I’ll pick him up!”

“Don’t come, you idiot!”

When a sheep bravely came out of the barrier to bring the sheep of sleep, this time the attack was directed towards that sheep.

It seemed like he was trying to set an example to warn people not to protect the sheep of sleep.

The sheep of sleep knew it was a futile effort, but he squeezed his wool to protect his feet.

However, the wool scattered in an instant in front of the blade.

Kaang!

The blade was stopped by something.

When I looked closely, it was a sheep statue.

It seemed that another sheep had thrown the blade inside the barrier to block it.

Fortunately, the attack was blocked, but the problem was the sheep statue.

“I’m sorry, Chief. This is the strongest thing in our house.......”

“You’re even more stupid, that’s the catalyst for the barrier! If you keep doing that, the whole house will collapse!”

However, the struggle to protect their own clan did not stop.

The sheep clans took out all the precious things from their own territory to protect each other.

However, all they could do was buy time.

Every time the sleeping sheep tried to crawl into the barrier, they were attacked more fiercely.

‘No, no!’

He felt wronged, angry, and sad when he and his own clan suddenly died and the house was in danger of collapsing.

The opponent who had been swinging his sword like he was playing with the sheep clan now seemed to have achieved his goal, and his attacks became fiercer.

When the amount of sleep seemed to be the first to die, the two clans jumped out of the barrier at once.

“That guy is waiting for you all to come out, hide!”

The two clans were weak Jin clans, but they were well hidden within the barrier, and even if something was hanging around the barrier, the amount of sleep put all the enemies to sleep, so there was no problem.

However, when the amount of sleep came out of the barrier to save the students, and the opponent who was difficult to use his strength swung the blade that was slaughtering the two clans, there was no room for resistance.

When neither of them worked, the amount of sleep cried and scolded with all his might, but the two clans did not listen.

The blade swung to slaughter the two clans at once.

Kaaaang!

However, the blade did not reach the two clans.

The golden barrier surrounded the two clans.

“The only thing we have to keep to each other is the promise of inviolability. However, I cannot stand by and watch one axis of the 12 branches collapse like this.”

It was a voice that was very hateful and annoying to the amount of sleep, but at this moment, it was very welcome.

The yellow tiger with golden eyes and hair was in front of them, fully deploying his power.