Disciple of the Three Kings

Volume 1 Episode 25+

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Bang! bang! bang! bang!

The sound of a loud resounding song.

Arain was the biggest club in Gangnam and one of the top clubs in Asia.

“Noisy.”

Let’s say Lee Ro-Won is annoyed.

Soon came the silence.

But the others in the club were still dancing happily.

‘Awesome!’

Kim Eun-tae, the manager of a bar and Pier in Dongdaemun, one of the Seoul branches of Heuksi, broke into a cold sweat without realizing it.

Gimmak Qi膜.

This was a method by which the unmanned used the inner hole to block the noise.

It wasn’t that strange.

Of course, it is evaluated as a noble technique used by masters who have reached the hwagyeong, but if you consider yourself a martial artist, you are not a master of hwagyeong.

But I know it because I am a trader who deals with information.

‘Moving like this, people completely avoided it and put a shield on him.’

It was never something anyone could do to manage such strength.

It’s a club full of people, so passersby don’t feel any sense of alienation.

‘Is it really a blood horse?’

I still can’t believe the story.

It was just yesterday that he came to Black City and received a request, but this man who appeared again turned into a blood horse and was on his way to meet the Black Si king.

“Ha-am.”

Once again, Kim Eun-tae broke into a cold sweat.

‘Do you not know who you are going to meet?’

That tired face.

The figure I had seen in the previous pier was so large that the gap was unimaginable.

Moreover, now he was on his way to meet the Black Siwang, no one else.

He’s someone.

He is the king of the Black City, who rules the darkness of Asia and divides half of the underworld.

Those who have ever heard his voice are counted on one hand, and those who have seen his face are counted on the other hand.

Heukshi King is the one whom even the head of the branch in charge of one of the Heuksi’s branches has never seen before.

‘Aren’t you even nervous?’

Because he’s a blood horse?

Then he is making a big mistake.

The Seoul branch of Heuksi maintained a close relationship with the blood cult under the command of King Heuksi for a long time.

In Eun’s world, blood religion is a group of atrocities and is described as an evil force that cannot be ignored.

Of course, he knew about the blood horse.

‘The blood horse is clearly a strong force.’

But compared to the black king… .

‘An existence that is nothing.’

Kim Eun-tae couldn’t even imagine why the Black Shi King met this person in person.

There were people who stood in the way of Kim Eun-tae and Lee Run.

“You cannot go forward.”

Men in well-dressed suits.

The momentum felt from them was never under Kim Eun-tae.

“I think I have come this far.”

“Well, see you next time.”

Kim Eun-tae bowed deeply to Lee Rowoon.

“Follow me.”

The guards took Lee Rowoon and started heading upwards.

The glass stairs are dazzling with colorful lights and magical lights.

“You can go up.”

These guards were standing on either side of the stairs.

Each one of them radiates a powerful force that cannot be ignored.

Tak, tuck.

Lee Rowoon passed them and headed up the glass stairs without hesitation.

At that moment.

The loud sound of music outside the dungeon stopped.

“Welcome.”

The place has changed without going through the door.

There was a colorful sofa in front of the window with a direct view of the club.

In the center of that, a handsome man in a suit, which at a glance looked like a fair price, was sitting.

He is in his early twenties.

The tie inside the suit was messy, and her hair was wet.

“I am the black king.”

The man who would have made countless women cry just with his eyes was the Black Si King.

The black king.

He was the master of the black poetry that lurked in darkness across the Asian continent.

Rumors have been told that his wealth is unimaginable, and that his fortune is equal to the country’s budget for several years.

Thousands of wealthy and losers in Asia have long wished to meet him in person, but he said that he could only count on one finger who had truly met the Black Siwang.

The benefits of the past are never to be seen.

“It’s a pretty good drink, would you like some?”

He was handing a glass to Yi-Woon.

“Okay. Neither drink nor get drunk.”

“Ha ha. If so.”

Tat.

As his fingers snapped, the bottles and glasses that were full on the table disappeared.

He said, looking at Lee Rowoon with his soft eyes.

“The blood horse wants to see me.”

It was hard to believe that he was truly the ruler of the dark half of Asia.

“If it’s a blood horse’s request, I’ll gladly grant it.”

“You continued to help the blood cult, didn’t you?”

“It is nothing more than repaying the kindness of your predecessors. don’t you know What kind of place is the silver world.”

Silver warriors.

They value Eun Won.

Repay kindness, avenge revenge.

“That sounds funny.”

Lee Rowoon laughed as if it was fun.

“How many generations of people like you will repay your kindness?”

“Aren’t we human too?”

“It must be an advantage.”

The king of black eyes smiled without answering.

“It was a blood horse replacement, so it was quite useful information. There were still a lot of strange parts, but the puzzle was put together.”

The Black Sword King continued.

“Is Kang Han-cheol in charge of the blood school?”

“Are there any more rats left?”

The Black Sword King shook his head.

“I can’t. Oh, isn’t the elder dead?”

“That bastard was a rat.”

“Well, they say that they are close friends who exchange necessary information with each other.”

Once again, Lee Rowoon laughed as if it was funny.

“Kang Eun-ha is in the process of expanding her power by establishing the Galactic Guild in charge of extra-terrestrial power. It was an unconventional greeting to be given her full power to a young woman as her new daughter-in-law. Then what do you want… .”

The black king’s eyes deepened.

“Change.”

“People from the blood cult are hard-headed people who have been stagnant and rotten for a long time. They were just nerds who couldn’t even surrender themselves to the changing trends of the times.”

“There’s no sound that you can’t do in front of a blood horse.”

“If you want change, Kang Kang-cheol, who has gained experience and insight outside of the world, is suitable for leading a blood cult. If he hadn’t been in charge of the blood school, Kang Eun-ha wouldn’t have been able to take charge of all extra-terrestrial affairs.”

Lee Rowoon looked at the Black Sword King.

“If so.”

The King’s eyes changed completely.

It seemed that a desire that had been well hidden until now had been shaken.

“Is it okay to think that a blood horse and a blood guru are compatible?”

It certainly wasn’t in vain.

The information about the blood religion he knew was deeper than he thought.

“You… .”

He seemed to be trembling.

“Are you a real blood horse?”

Really.

I realized he wasn’t referring to the position of the blood horse.

The existence that the blood cultists have been waiting for.

‘Blood Demon.’

The Black Sword King was asking about it.

“Well.”

Lee Rowoon looked at him and smiled.

“Information needs a price, isn’t it the principle of black poetry?”

The black king’s eyes were curved like a half moon.

“That’s right. I have a lot of questions about Mr. Lee Woon.”

This bastard.

Lee Rowoon saw the black king.

Now, I realized that the name he was talking about was not the name that Black Si sold to Kang Eun-ha.

‘I.’

I’m talking about Lee Rowoon, who was a player.

Due to the two metamorphosis of bones, little remains of Lee Rowoon’s former appearance.

No, the momentum and feeling have changed to such an extent that it is unrecognizable even if they remain.

But you know.

“Shinhong Kim, the engineering leader of the Volcano Guild, died at the monster corpse disposal site.”

“I had heard that the slave Lee Rowoon, whom he cared about, had died. Most of the slaves on the volcano were freed that day.”

The king’s voice rose as if it was funny.

“At the same time, there was a person who came to the branch of Heuksi and spoke the secret language five years ago and received a request. do you know that The secret word of Black Poetry is different for each of ten people, and we record who took the secret word.”

A satisfied smile spread across the black city king’s lips as if he had put Lee Rowoon in a corner.

“Is this all a coincidence? Beneficial Mr.”

“Well. What do you think?”

Lee Rowoon’s eyes looked at the Black Siege King.

“Better than I thought… .”

The King of Black Siege stretched out and said.

“You are more interesting.”

The Black Sword King was convinced.

“You spilled it on purpose.”

He said as if he was hiding something great.

“In order to meet the Black Shi King, I will have to draw some attention. For a while, even for me, the Black Shi King was a burdensome tycoon. It will be dangerous if you touch the Black Shih King with a silly thing.”

“For a while… .”

The king of black clap clap his hands and claps.

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

Laughter that could be called madness resounded throughout the room.

“Good! good! I think it will be a very good deal.”

The king of black eyes who changed his expression, he said, looking at Lee Rowoon with his eyes glistening with desire.

“What do you want?”

He was the world’s strongest man who ruled over half of Asia’s darkness.

We can’t meet even if we want to, and it’s hard for even the president to send a message to the Black Siwang.

There was such a being, bowing his head, prostrated just like the blood cultists do to Yi Rowoon.

If anyone saw this scene, they would be astonished.

Even if you dare to Hoeju, you cannot receive this kind of respect from the King of Heuksi.

“Give me whatever you want.”

It would be even more unbelievable to know that the target was a kid who was less than half of the Black Sword King.

“I will take your orders.”

“How was it?”

The little boy who didn’t know whether it was a man or a woman said to the Black Siwang.

“That man. blood.”

“I can clearly see why you were interested. He is an unusual human being. As a player, I couldn’t figure out how he had the power of a warrior or became a blood horse.”

The little boy quietly listened to the voice of the King of Blacks.

“Moreover, I couldn’t even read the history. Until it’s really the blood demon in that legend… .”

Who is the Black Sword King?

In Asia, he was one of the strongest people in his 30s.

But he couldn’t read Lee Rowoon’s history.

“I couldn’t tell what was in those eyes, and there was no awkwardness in their dignified attitude.”

The Black Sword King continued speaking without raising his head.

“Originally, Lee Run was not such a person. Five years of slavery, there are many things that are not enough to explain. I thought maybe it was a volcano, but… .”

The Black Siwang quietly raised his head.

“The volcano is not even aware of the existence of the beneficial, and it has not been able to create a danjeon for the player.”

The little boy shook his head.

To such a child, the Black Shi King said in a trembling voice.

“What did you see in your master?”

I know I shouldn’t dare say that.

But the King of Black Sea couldn’t contain his curiosity.

Why the hell doesn’t his master take interest in the ruined world?

Why the hell do you keep helping blood cults?

Why did you move directly to see the blood?

“Human?”

The Black Sword King said.

A blood horse is an unusual human being.

But the kid said.

“That’s a hand-made monster.”

Suppressing his trembling hands, the little boy quietly closed his eyes.

The black king who divides the darkness in Asia, and its owner.

‘Contemporary Haomunju 下汚門master, Hajin.’

That was her true identity.

The only ruler who truly rules black poetry.

What she saw in Lee Rowoon was a fear that was indescribably indescribable.

‘Finally… .’

She said without even paying attention to the Black Siwang.

“Is he here?”

The Black Siwang did not dare ask anything.

Because it didn’t seem like he would forgive the Black Shi King if he opened his mouth with an unknown energy that he felt from Hajin.

“I need to invest some money in the blood cult. You move yourself.”

“Name… .”

The King of Black Swords said in a trembling voice.

“I’ll take it.”