Chapter 594: Declaring War on the Demonic Cult
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 594: Declaring War on the Demonic Cult
"Alliance Leader! This is a monumental matter upon which the very fate of the Murim rests! How can such a grave decision be made solely by the leadership gathered in this room?"
Heo Sam-gwan protested, his face flushed with indignation. He was deeply dissatisfied with Lee Jae-won’s attempt to use something as arbitrary as a majority vote.
"Now look here, Hall Master of Palbok Hall. We are the executives standing here as representatives of our members. Are you saying we don't even have the authority to make such a decision?"
"We may represent the members, but we do not represent the entire Murim! If the Great War of Righteousness and Demons breaks out, a massive bloodbath will sweep through not just the Cheonmu Alliance, but the entire world of martial arts!"
Heo Sam-gwan screamed, the veins in his neck bulging.
"Everyone will be willing to endure it for the sake of peace."
"Alliance Leader! I cannot tolerate such a dogmatic judgment!"
"Dogmatic? Didn't I just say we should decide by a majority vote? How is that dogmatic? As the Alliance Leader, I intend to follow the will of the majority."
"The very act of deciding the fate of the Murim by a majority vote is what's dogmatic!"
"Someone has to make the decision."
"And why must it be us!?"
"The Cheonmu Alliance is the supreme martial power representing the Orthodox Faction. I believe we are more than qualified."
"That is arrogance! The Cheonmu Alliance is merely a group of chivalrous warriors gathered to revere and practice Chivalry! To think you represent the entire Murim is beyond insolent!"
Heo Sam-gwan countered, raising his voice. To him, the idea of the Cheonmu Alliance representing the Murim was utter nonsense. While the Cheonmu Alliance was indeed the most powerful force, it was not the only one. There were the Nine Sects, the Five Great Clans, and countless other prestigious families and sects spread across the land. In such a situation, claiming to represent the Murim was pure hubris.
"Hall Master, you really are impossible to talk to."
Lee Jae-won frowned slightly as he spoke. He felt a wave of frustration at the man's refusal to understand.
This is why they say there’s nothing scarier than an ignorant fool with convictions.
Recalling that old saying, Lee Jae-won shook his head slightly. He decided that further clashing of opinions was a waste of time. Conversation was only possible between people of similar levels. When the gap in perspective was this vast, dialogue itself became impossible.
Sigh, you uncivilized Chink... I should just stop talking.
Lee Jae-won lamented inwardly. Irritation flared within him at the thought of the time he had wasted.
"The one who is impossible to talk to is you, Alliance Leader! Why are you being so stubborn!?"
"You are the one being stubborn!"
"Stubborn!? I am merely stating the facts—"
"I've heard enough!"
Lee Jae-won finally roared, cutting him off.
"You are nothing but an idealist full of fantasies! Dreaming of ideals is a fine thing, but when taken to excess, it becomes a poison! I will no longer be swayed by your words!"
Lee Jae-won glared at Heo Sam-gwan with cold eyes.
"The decision on this agenda will be made by a majority vote! I will hear no further objections!"
"Alliance Leader, that is a dictatorship!"
"We cannot remain indecisive forever! Even if you curse me as a dictator, I will make this decision for the peace of the Murim!"
Lee Jae-won spoke with a heavy, significant expression.
"No... how could you..."
Seeing this, Heo Sam-gwan looked utterly dejected. He realized that no matter what he did, he could not break the Alliance Leader's stubbornness.
"What do the rest of you think!?"
Lee Jae-won addressed the leadership, scanning the room.
"I believe we must invade the Demonic Cult and bring this to a proper end! For the eternal peace of the Murim! If we remain bystanders like this, a second or third wave of victims will surely arise. Therefore, I believe we must tear them out by the roots this time! Even if we have to endure significant losses!"
Lee Jae-won began to deliver a passionate speech to the gathered leaders.
"Those who agree with my opinion, please raise your hands! I wish to know your thoughts!"
He looked around at them with a piercing, steady gaze.
"............"
The leaders began to glance at one another. They were at a loss as to what decision to make. How could such a monumental matter be decided so instantly?
Raise.
At that moment, Lee Dae-gon, the Hwalbindang Master, was the first to thrust his hand into the air. His eyes were filled with a burning desire for revenge.
Raise.
Following him, another Hall Master belonging to the pro-Alliance faction raised his hand. He felt it was necessary to line up on the winning side.
Raise.
Raise.
Soon after, the leaders whose families or sects had been massacred by the cult raised their hands in unison. Like Lee Dae-gon, their eyes were consumed by vengeance.
Raise.
Raise.
Then, the leaders who had been hesitating also began to raise their hands. They judged that the tide had already turned. Before long, everyone except Heo Sam-gwan had their hands raised. They had all agreed—that this was the chance to finish the Demonic Cult once and for all.
"H-how..."
Heo Sam-gwan’s face turned a dark, sickly shade. He had never expected that every single person besides himself would raise their hand.
"It seems no one agrees with your opinion, Hall Master Heo?"
Lee Jae-won spoke with a playful smirk.
"............"
Heo Sam-gwan could say nothing. He realized that no one would listen to him anymore.
Hehehe... you pathetic bastard... nobody's on your side, kid.
Lee Jae-won laughed inwardly, hurling insults at Heo Sam-gwan. Seeing the man who had been so defiantly resisting finally cower gave him a tremendous sense of pleasure.
Tang Jin-seol... she really is a hell of a woman.
He marveled at Tang Jin-seol, who had predicted this entire situation and written the script. She had foreseen everything—from Heo Sam-gwan’s protest to the fact that the leadership would eventually fall in line.
She had told him that if he dropped hints about starting the Great War of Righteousness and Demons, Heo Sam-gwan would pounce on it immediately. She had told him to declare a majority vote, even if he had to force it. She said everyone would take his side.
Her prediction was perfect. The vengeful ones like Lee Dae-gon became his loyal supporters, and the others followed suit after gauging the atmosphere. Everyone was now on his side.
This is it.
Lee Jae-won’s eyes sparkled. Everything was unfolding exactly as planned.
"Earlier, I clearly declared that I would make the decision by reflecting everyone's opinion."
Lee Jae-won continued with a calm expression.
"And now, I intend to announce the result, which reflects the vast majority of those opinions."
He looked around at everyone in the hall.
"It is war."
He spoke, his eyes shining with an intense, burning light.
"The time has come to bring an end to the conflict that has been deferred for over twenty years!"
Lee Jae-won raised his voice as if making a grand proclamation.
"For the peace and well-being of the Murim, we shall all engage in a glorious war!"
Lee Jae-won’s eyes began to glint with a fanatical conviction.
Clap clap clap clap clap
Clap clap clap clap clap
As soon as he finished speaking, the majority of those in the hall stood up and began to applaud. It was as if they had been infected by his madness.
They’ve all gone mad.
Heo Sam-gwan watched the scene with a grim expression. He felt that every leader siding with Lee Jae-won had lost their mind.
Clap clap clap clap clap
Clap clap clap clap clap
The meeting room was soon filled with the thunderous sound of applause. Lee Jae-won watched them with a satisfied look. He felt as though he had finally found his true place.
*
"Everyone, get on your hands and knees."
Sun-woo spoke as he looked toward the bed.
"""Yes, sir~"""
The three middle-aged beauties answered in unison. They leaned forward, presenting their large backsides toward Sun-woo. It was a magnificent sight. Three massive, wide-hipped rears filled his vision.
Gulp.
Sun-woo swallowed hard. He couldn't decide who to fuck first.
"Who should I start with..." Sun-woo mused with a serious expression.
"Sun-woo-ni-i-im~~ Me first! Me first! Please fuck me! This lowly sow has been waiting and longing for the day she’d be impaled by your magnificent dick~~♡"
Joo So-yang blurted out urgently. Her desire to be fucked was unmistakable.
"Sun-woo-ni-i-im... I... I want to be fucked too... by that massive... cock... I want to be bred by the... superior... male... Please... fuck me... I’ll be so sad if you don't..."
Next was Hwangbo Yu-yeon. She spoke with a deeply flushed face. It seemed she still lacked the resistance to speak such lewd words easily.
Cute.
Sun-woo looked at her with a satisfied smile. She had a different charm compared to Joo So-yang.
".......I... don't mind... if you fuck the others... first... I am... the most lowly... slave, after all... Just... fuck me whenever you wish..."
Then Paeng Ga-ryeon spoke up slowly. Due to her attempted murder and insolence, she occupied the lowest rank among the slaves. Perhaps because of that, she looked visibly dejected. She had a different appeal from Joo So-yang and Hwangbo Yu-yeon, who were begging to be fucked.
She’s a turn-on too, huh?
It was quite a turn-on. She seemed so pitiful.
Haa... who do I fuck first...
Sun-woo fell into deep thought with a serious expression. Every one of them was an exquisite vessel with a fuckable charm. Choosing one was an incredibly difficult task.
I wish I had multiple bodies...
Sun-woo looked disappointed. If he had several bodies instead of just one, he wouldn't have to worry about this.
"Haa-ahhh... Hurry up..."
Squish, squelch, squish.
Suddenly, a lewd wet sound reached his ears. Sun-woo looked forward, startled. He saw Joo So-yang rubbing her undergarments with her fingers. It seemed she had grown impatient as his deliberation dragged on.
"Me... me too... please fuck me... Sun-woo-nim... Haa-ugh..."
Squish, squelch, squish, squelch.
Beside her, Hwangbo Yu-yeon also began to rub her pussy area. She seemed worried that Joo So-yang would take her turn. Paeng Ga-ryeon just stayed still, presenting her rear. It seemed she didn't intend to be greedy.
"Aren't you going to do it?" Sun-woo asked, looking at her.
"Pardon?"
"Why aren't you masturbating?"
"I... well... even if you do it later..."
"Everyone else is doing it, so how can you be the only one not? Hurry up and follow suit."
"....Yes..."
Rub, rub.
Upon hearing Sun-woo’s command, Paeng Ga-ryeon began to gently stroke her pussy.
"Haa-ah... H-nnng... Haa..."
It was a different vibe from the two women who were masturbating wildly.
Throb, throb.
"Oh, wow..."
Sun-woo felt his dick throbbing up and down. The highly provocative situation had him fully aroused.
I can't hold back.
Zip.
Sun-woo immediately stripped off his pants.
"Hehehe..."
With a lewd smile, he began to approach them. He intended to bury it deep, all the way to the root, in one go.
Step, step, step.
Sun-woo’s footsteps drew closer to the bed.
"Haa-ah-ah-ah-ahng!!"
"H-ah-ah-ah-ahng!!"
"H-nnng-gh-gh!!"
The three women’s moans grew even louder. The fact that Sun-woo was approaching seemed to have pushed their excitement to the limit. They waited. They waited for Sun-woo’s dick to enter their pussies... and soon, to fill their wombs.
They were waiting with such joyful hearts when—
Knock, knock, knock.
Suddenly, someone began to knock on the door.
Frown.
Hearing the knocking, all four of them frowned simultaneously. They felt interrupted right when things were heating up.
"Who is it?" Sun-woo asked, his face twisted in a scowl.
"It's me! Ye-seol!"
Lee Ye-seol’s voice came from outside.
"It's not your turn today, is it?" Sun-woo asked her, looking puzzled. Her turn was tomorrow. It was supposed to be the day for the special intercourse with half-sisters. Why was she intruding on the day reserved for the group violation of other men's wives? He couldn't understand it.
"Something terrible has happened! The Hall Master of Palbok Hall is here to see you!"
"The Hall Master of Palbok Hall!?" Sun-woo asked in confusion. Why would that old man suddenly come looking for him?
"I'm busy, so tell him to go away if it's not urgent," Sun-woo said with a cold, heartless voice. He had a task right in front of him that he absolutely could not postpone.
"........That... it seems to be extremely urgent," Lee Ye-seol stammered.
"What is it?"
"He says if things continue like this... the Great War of Righteousness and Demons will break out..."
"What!?"
Upon hearing her words, Sun-woo’s face was instantly washed with shock.