“If you agree to join me, I shall grant you one of the legendary demon swords, the Evil-Slaying Sword.”
Murmur, murmur!
The hall stirred at the Dark Division Master's words.
“The Evil-Slaying Sword?”
“That's right. He said the demon sword, Evil-Slaying Sword.”
“He... he had it?”
“Good heavens...”
It wasn't just the red-belted guards of the Corpse Blood Valley who were astonished. Even the executives, who had their backs turned, stared at the Dark Division Master with surprised eyes.
Even the Underworld Blade King, Son Yun, who had been confident no matter what offer the Dark Division Master made, found his eyes wavering at the mention of the Evil-Slaying Sword. At this, Mok Gyeong-un scanned his surroundings, puzzled. Why are they reacting like this over a single sword? -Hah... the Evil-Slaying Sword.
Just then, Blue Spirit's voice reached Mok Gyeong-un's ears. She, too, sounded quite surprised, her voice excited. Curious about her reaction, Mok Gyeong-un concentrated on the wooden doll in his chest and tried to use sound transmission, just in case. -Do you know what the Evil-Slaying Sword is? -Huh?
He had sent the sound transmission half in doubt. But she replied in a surprised voice. -How in the world did you do that? -Ah. It's called sound transmission.
I tried it on a whim, and it seems you can hear me.