HBWnovel Chapter 209 : Hero (2)
Chapter 209 : Hero (2)
Chapter 209: Hero (2)Late in the evening.
Wi Jin-hak left the Demon-Teaching Pavilion and headed toward the Heavenly Demon Palace to report on the progress of the educational reforms.
"I greet the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons."
As Wi Jin-hak paid his respects to his Master with utmost reverence, the Heavenly Demon nodded with a pleased smile spreading across his face.
"Hahaha. You may rise."hat they basically saw him through real-life rose-colored glasses.
And that's how a genius sparkle he never had got permanently carved onto his face in their minds.
On top of that, it is the nature of a rumor to double in size in proportion to the number of people it passes through.
Since there were so many stories about the amazing things he'd done, his legend was constantly being exaggerated and retold all over the province.
"He must be a heroic man."
At this point, the legend of Il-mok's face had gotten so out of control that a fortune teller would've taken one look, hit the floor, and started yelling, "All hail the future Emperor!"
"But seriously, can a person even look like this?"
Naturally, the spies were skeptical at first; the description was downright ridiculous.
"But everyone is telling the exact same story! It's not just one or two guys. The description is almost identical everywhere we go. So even if the sketch isn't perfect, the real deal must be pretty damn close."
Since the story was the same everywhere, the spies had to accept it as fact.
"Well. It's definitely a memorable face. The moment we encounter him, there's no way we won't recognize that face."
"I can't believe a piece of scum from the Demonic Cult looks like that."
Flames of jealousy and anger burned in the spies' eyes at this incredible face that would probably have women lining up just from walking down the street.
"A demonic cultist with a face like that must definitely be a womanizer!"
"We have to report this to the Pavilion Master before this scum hurts innocent women!"
"That's right! Once the Pavilion Master knows, he'll surely take some action!"
And so the spies felt a bizarre calling to save the world.
***
Several days later.
In a little manor somewhere in Lanzhou.
A man born with the face of a hero that would never exist again in this world woke from sleep.
"Huaaaam."
The hero who woke with a long yawn raised his upper body along with a stretch.
And then he just sat there, staring into space with his usual blank expression.
'Meh. Maybe I'll just go back to sleep.'
Il-mok fell into the kind of slacker-like contemplation that suited his gaze.
It had been just over twenty days since the gathering where he had exchanged questions and answers with the Beggars Gang’s branch leader.
Il-mok had nothing particular to do.
To be precise, there were many miscellaneous tasks, but others were handling those. There was simply nothing that required Il-mok's direct intervention.
A few days after giving the beggars work and wages, other beggars who had initially refused began joining the Maitreya Luminous Cult one by one.
And now, twenty days later, most of the beggars in Lanzhou were working construction at the old Heavenly Orchid Society's estate.
The only holdouts were the hardcore Beggars Gang loyalists and those who were too sick or disabled to do physical work.
In any case, thanks to the additional beggars joining, he'd heard a few days ago that construction speed had doubled.
With all the regular beggars who used to gather information while begging completely gone, it had become quite difficult for the Beggars Gang members to gather intelligence in Lanzhou.
On top of that, the Hao Clan seemed to have taken his warning to heart and was keeping its head down.
'Well, there's no way to stop rumors spreading among the people of Lanzhou, so I'll let that slide.'
Since they held gatherings once every ten days, it was inevitable that rumors would gradually spread.
And thanks to those rumors, the number of people attending each gathering kept increasing.
You'd think that would be a management nightmare, but Il-mok didn't seem to care.
‘The reinforcement should be here soon. I'll be busy when that time comes, so I should rest well today.'
Just as he finished rationalizing his nap and was about to lie back down, a voice came from outside.
"Are you awake, Young Master?"
"Young Master, people from the main headquarters have arrived."
Realizing that today was that day, Il-mok let out a deep sigh.
"There goes my good day."
With an extremely annoyed expression, Il-mok got out of bed and began organizing his thoughts while yawning again.
He was contemplating how to put the people from the main headquarters to work, though it wasn't a particularly deep contemplation.
He'd already worked out the general framework in his head.
The sooner he could dump the work on them, the sooner he could return to peace.
"Tell only the representatives to enter."
Shortly after Il-mok's order, the door opened and several people entered the hall.
Il-mok unconsciously sighed when he spotted a familiar face among them.
"I am pleased to see you again, Young Master!"
A man who entered the hall carrying ink, brush, and paper as if they were part of his body.
'Ugh. Why do the crazy bastards keep multiplying?'
It was none other than Physician Seo Jae-pil.