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The Great Sage Equal to Heaven. The Demon King. The Bull Demon King.

The eldest of the seven great demon kings, known as the Seven Great Sages.

Despite his overwhelming presence, the 3-meter-tall Cow King turned out to be surprisingly weak.

After even stealing… I mean, obtaining some food, I felt a bit giddy and moved on to the next target.

‘This so-called younger brother steals the banana fan from his elder brother, and the elder brother sells out the locations of his younger brothers. What great loyalty.’

Whether they’re a mess or a disaster, it’s good news for me.

I headed towards Mount Bong, where the Bong Demon King is said to reside.

What a name, Mount Bong.

I tried releasing my magic power around the area where Mount Bong is supposed to be, but it still didn’t trigger any magic detection. It’s clear that Son Goku has set up barriers all over the place.

I don’t know what kind of grudge he holds to torment me like this.

Thanks to that, I’ve grown strong enough not to fear Son Goku too much.

‘Just how old am I supposed to be?’

I’ve aged in both the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm.

In the Monster Realm, I aged four years at a time.

Now I’m over 20 years old.

My face, which has matured over time, resembles Jeong Ha-yul more and more.

But in the Middle Realm, I’m still 16-year-old Jeong Gyeoul.

It’s hard to say how many more years it will take to defeat all the great demon kings known as the Seven Great Sages and return to the Middle Realm to find Son Goku.

I might have to go around with the face of someone in their 30s, claiming to be 16.

I might even end up looking older than Jeong Ha-yul and still calling her ‘sister.’

‘Sigh… What’s the point of worrying about it now?’

That’s something to think about after I return.

Catching Son Goku is the priority.

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the Bong Demon King.

A demon in the form of a giant roc.

A braggart who claims to fly 90,000 li with a single flap of his wings, and a weakling who relies on the artifact known as the Yin-Yang Twin Vase, which can contain all existence.

He’s also a pitiful friend who got betrayed by the Bull Demon King.

How can he so easily reveal the locations and characteristics of his sworn brothers?

I’m confident that even if I were tortured all day, I wouldn’t reveal Jeong Ha-yul’s location.

This isn’t just some random boast because I’m sure I won’t be tortured.

Maybe…?

I moved quickly and soon arrived at Mount Bong.

Just like with the Bull Demon King, I could feel the barrier.

There was no sign of it being deployed until the very last moment.

If things continue like this, it seems like I’ll just end up getting beaten to death by Son Goku.

But I couldn’t just avoid it.

In the past four years, I’ve done everything there is to do in this wretched Monster Realm.

I searched for Dimensional Stones, squeezed out my spiritual power all day to try and jump dimensions on my own.

I even tried drawing the magic circles that the cult leader used to fly anywhere in the Demon Realm.

All attempts ended in failure.

The only hope I have is what Son Goku jokingly said: ‘Send me off with the banana fan!’

Hoping that Son Goku and the banana fan are here, I climbed towards the mountain peak.

I didn’t act as politely as I did with the Bull Demon King.

There was no gate to knock on, so I didn’t feel the need to be courteous.

Before I could even see the face of this so-called Bong Demon King.

Swish—

An attack came flying.

A dagger? Demons use their bodies as weapons; I’ve never seen cold weapons in the Monster Realm.

The Bong Demon King is a giant roc.

So then…

‘A feather?’

I tried to dodge it by tilting my head slightly, but the feather changed direction.

As a result, I got a light scratch on my cheek.

Somehow, I thought this guy would be stronger than the Bull Demon King.

But that was just my imagination.

Swish—

The guy cowardly just kept throwing feathers from a distance.

He didn’t even seem to want to show his face.

Feathers flew from between the trees.

They said he was a huge roc, but I didn’t even see a bird the size of a hawk or an eagle.

“Hey, you little sparrow-sized guy, come out already!”

Swishhhhh—

Feathers kept flying at me.

Even acrobatics have their limits; it would be better to block them with telekinesis.

It was clear that he was angry, but he still didn’t show himself.

As the last romanticist of this era who loves nature, I didn’t want to resort to this method.

“If you don’t come out in 3 seconds, I’ll burn down the whole mountain!”

“…You vile creature! What do you want!”

Unable to bear the threat of a forest fire, he finally walked out from behind a tree in the distance.

Wait, you’re supposed to be a giant roc… You were just throwing feathers earlier…

I expected a bird to come out, but instead, a demon in human form walked out.

“But why do all the Seven Great Sages look like this? The Bull Demon King got struck by lightning a few times and started whimpering, and the Bong Demon King cowardly hides and throws feathers.”

“…The injuries from the battle with Son Goku haven’t healed yet.”

“…?”

This guy.

He must have done something crazy, just like the crazy monkey he is.

No wonder, in my memory, Son Goku isn’t close to the Bull Demon King.

To be precise, they used to be close, but Son Goku messed it up.

He threw his son, Red Boy, to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

He even tried to beat up his wife, Princess Iron Fan.

And then he stole the banana fan.

This gullible Bull Demon King forgave him.

But this cowardly and shameless monkey responded to the act of forgiveness with a sexual remark about Princess Iron Fan.

From that point on, their relationship was pretty much over.

I thought maybe they had reconciled in some way I didn’t know about, since Son Goku claimed to be close to the Bull Demon King.

But no…

He probably just beat him up with brute force.

No wonder it seemed too easy.

The barrier must have been set up not only to hide the Bull Demon King from me but also to prevent him from leaving the castle.

These poor guys… In the end, the great demons of the Monster Realm, except for Son Goku, were all victims of Son Goku.

“But how did you throw the feathers? You’re in human form; you don’t have any feathers to pluck.”

As soon as I finished speaking, he transformed into a giant roc.

“Ooooh…”

His body was even larger than the transformed Bull Demon King.

He couldn’t possibly be trying to say he was hiding behind a tree with this size, right?

I wanted to learn that technique because it would be nice to have a few feathers I could throw.

I hope he tells me the truth.

I had no choice but to beat the Bull Demon King into a patty-like shape.

But I didn’t want to turn the Bong Demon King into chicken nuggets.

As a pacifist who dislikes violence, I only wanted to resolve things through conversation.

But he chose a surprising method.

The claim that he could move 90,000 li with a single flap of his wings wasn’t a lie.

He flew up in an instant.

And disappeared at a speed that seemed impossible to catch.

1 li is 400 meters.

10,000 li would be 4,000,000 meters, which is 4,000 km.

So 90,000 li would be 36,000 km.

The Earth’s circumference is roughly 40,000 km.

‘So he’s basically saying he can circle the Earth.’

I think I should give up on catching this crazy guy.

Anyway, it seems like Son Goku and the banana fan are somewhere else.

I’ll just abandon this guy.

Thanks to me breaking the barrier, he can escape.

Let’s consider it a lesson learned.

Failure is the mother of success.

I’ll definitely catch the next one.

But…

Where is the next great demon?

Thanks to the Bull Demon King, I found Mount Bong and met the Bong Demon King.

But the Bong Demon King disappeared without saying a word.

“…That chicken-headed bastard.”

I should have turned him into chicken nuggets as soon as I saw him.

And so, another four years passed.

After the Bong Demon King, I went after the Horse Demon King, the Satan King, the Hundred Ghosts King, and the Wu Yong King.

I found all the great demons and had a friendly conversation with them, as befits a pacifist.

After persuading… I mean, convincing the Wu Yong King, a golden-furred monkey, I found out that Son Goku had holed up in his hometown, the Flower-Fruit Mountain.

If I had come to this golden-furred monkey first, I could have saved at least four years.

What a shame.

Now I don’t even know how old I am.

Roughly in my mid-20s.

In the process of finding and defeating the great demons, I’ve grown strong enough not to fear Son Goku anymore.

At this level of combat ability, I could probably crush Satan with a finger.

If I return to the Middle Realm.

Someday, I’ll go to the Immortal Realm and flip over the Queen Mother of the West’s Peach Garden.

If even a monkey could do it, why can’t I?

I clearly remember Eun-chae and Kang-woo wanting to eat peaches.

I planned to steal at least 10 and run.

With the peaches from the Peach Garden, even if they don’t gain spiritual power, they should at least awaken, right?

I need to make sure they can at least protect themselves.

“Talking about peaches makes me hungry…”

In the eight years I’ve been rotting in the Monster Realm.

I’ve learned to endure hunger.

Enduring hunger is like quantum mechanics.

Both are things I absolutely didn’t want to learn.

I’ve started talking to myself more often, with thoughts occasionally slipping out as words.

It seems like I’ve gained some mental illness in exchange for becoming stronger in the Monster Realm.

“It’s almost time!”

Once I defeat the monkey holed up in the Flower-Fruit Mountain.

I can finally return to the Middle Realm.

I stood at the entrance to the cave on the Flower-Fruit Mountain where Son Goku is said to live.

As a polite guest.

“Here comes the guest! You bastard!”

Instead of ringing the doorbell, I announced my presence and walked in.

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Son Goku, was surprisingly.

Stretched out comfortably, taking a nap.

Ping, ping, ping—

I gathered magic power at my fingertips and fired it off.

Creating a noisy wake-up call.

“Yaaawn— I think I slept for about six years, why did you come so late!”

Six years?

The last time I heard the monkey’s cackling was four years ago…

I guess I really have gone crazy.

‘Ugh, gives me the creeps.’

I need to quickly cure this illness by squishing Hayan’s soft cheeks.

 

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