I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 12

Episode 12 Birugol (2)

I went out and looked around the village.

As Yul-tak said, the laypeople living here did not show any effort.

It seemed like they were living just to breathe.

When I approached, he would lie down flat on his stomach and tremble, and when I moved away, he would sit down in the same spot again and spend time blankly.

“Son of the little sect, are you going to keep going? It’s hot outside, so why don’t you just go find that guy, Eul Tae-sik? There’s nothing special about it.”

“You don’t feel anything even after seeing it?”

“Yes, I don’t have any. I don’t have any work. What do you have, Master?”

“Yes.”

“What is it?”

“There are significantly fewer people than there are houses lined up.”

“Well… … It wouldn’t be strange if someone died in Birugol… … .”

“Then why are there mostly young people there?”

“No, is it a problem even if you’re young? I guess that’s the average age of the Biru-gol people.”

Yul-tak was indifferent, as if it was no big deal. Yes, that could be the case.

but.

“So, what’s the weather like today?”

“Oh my, now the weather is even coming up? The sky is clear and it’s warm. Why, are you trying to kill me again because it’s hot… … Haha. The weather is really nice, Your Majesty.”

I have to have this kind of murderous intent to come to my senses, so I naturally nod my head.

“Yeah. It’s really hot today.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“That’s the problem.”

“Huh?”

I didn’t answer Yaryul-tak’s question and took a step closer to the young lady.

“Oh, I come to see the little sect leader!”

The woman lay down in surprise.

I asked the woman straight away.

“It’s so hot outside, but you’re wearing warm clothes.”

“Huh? I, I don’t know what you’re talking about… … .”

What is it that you want to hide so much?

Everyone is wearing thick clothes as if to hide their skin.

Everyone I met was like that.

Whoosh! I lowered my body in an instant and met the woman’s eyes.

I tried to lower my chin in shock, but my fingertips caught it.

“Don’t you know? You’re so sweaty. Isn’t it hot?”

He lightly brushed the woman’s forehead with the back of his hand. She was covered in sweat like someone suffering from hyperhidrosis.

“Why, why are you doing this?!”

“Why is this happening? You’ll know when you see it.”

He laid the woman down and quickly lifted up her skirt.

“Whoa!”

“Stay still.”

When I whispered to her, she trembled in fear.

I ignored her and examined her legs under her skirt.

It was covered in scars, as if bugs had crawled over it.

“Cow, little sect leader! What are you doing in broad daylight? Outside, at that! Are you more inclined toward that?”

Yul-tak, who had followed late, looked around and shouted softly.

After finishing the confirmation, I stood up from my seat indifferently.

The eyes of the nearby laypeople even showed murderous intent. However, no one opened their mouths.

“Let’s go back.”

A dreary wind blew. Red flower petals scattered.

Laypeople covered their bodies with clothes that seemed to hide their scars.

I picked up a petal that had fallen to the ground. It was smooth as if it was oily, and slightly curved as if wrapping around something.

‘This flower is definitely a daisy. It looks red and extremely beautiful, but… … and that woman’s legs… … .’

My head was filled with ominous thoughts.

Birugol.

What on earth is going on in here?

* * *

“Ha, kid. You want me to have it ready by next month? Easier said than done. You little shit! You’re going to switch to a minor cult leader now? Hehe.”

Jangchun kept grumbling as he walked up the hillside. He quickly looked around and reached a rough stone bridge over a flowing river. He jumped into the water as if he was going to wash.

Splash! The water wasn’t that deep, but he didn’t even raise his face above the water. He swam for a long time, as if he had no intention of getting out, and headed toward the passage hidden under the stone bridge.

“Phew, damn it. You should move somewhere or something. You’re not a drowning rat.”

Jangchun shook off the moisture from his clothes and walked out again.

After he had walked through the dark passage for a while, a surprisingly spacious underground space appeared.

“Oh, you’re here.”

The gatekeeper sat up from his hunched position and bowed. Judging from the badge-like marks on his face, he did not look like an ordinary layman.

Jangchun entered, hitting the back of his head.

“Are you really tired? You don’t even have to do any work.”

“Haha. You told me to stop for a moment… … But the casino kept on spinning.”

“You little brat, you’re only alive with your mouth shut.”

The sight that came into view upon entering Changchun was by no means the lifeless Birugol.

Green blankets were spread out here and there, and three or four people were sitting huddled together on them, passing the cards.

From coins to family notes, a large-scale gambling game was opened.

Jangchun smiled with satisfaction as he crossed the middle street.

Who would have imagined that there was such a facility underground in Birugol?

This was a place where Changchun had achieved great success over a long period of time.

“Stop moving! Are you changing it?”

A loud noise spread, as if a fight had broken out.

It was a common occurrence in casinos.

“What the heck! Do you have any proof?”

“I know who it is.”

“No way… … A male demon?”

“You damn fool. Proof? There is proof. You must have given me a hard time.”

When Jangchun glanced over, he saw a man with a sinister look on his face talking while revealing his opponent’s cards.

“You gave Hobong a poem, right? Then what is this? I’ll bet all my coins and my hand that this pack isn’t Jang-pal. What do you want to bet?”

Jangchun shook his head and strode towards him. Then he snatched the sword away from him and shouted at him.

“What are you doing?”

Ssuk! Jangchun took out a dagger from his bosom and cut off Agari’s hand without any mercy.

Then he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

“You’re a long-legged punk, and you’re a brat, so get out of here. The kid’s going to get hurt. Hey, get out of here.”

“yes!”

The mouth of the owl was dragged out like that.

As Jangchun went further inside, a triple-layered door appeared.

As the doors opened one by one, a place with three rows of tables appeared in the innermost area. It was so wide that I couldn’t see the end.

This was Changchun’s workshop.

Traces of him remained everywhere.

From discarded flower branches to fluttering dust and even burn marks.

“Hey, call all the kids back. Let’s get started.”

Jangchun gave instructions in an irritated tone, as if he was dying from embarrassment.

“Yes? Is it okay if there is a cult leader? If only he knew that the village was empty… .”

“You brat. If you want to brat, brat. Why would the cult leader come here? Huh? That brat is obvious. Tomorrow, I’ll make you drool, so don’t whine and bring me all of them without missing a single one. Even if I stay up all night until next month, it won’t be enough.”

“All right!”

When Walpae answered confidently, Jangchun nodded with satisfaction. Then, as if something had come to mind, he snapped his fingers and asked.

“Oh, and where is that bastard Eul Tae-sik now?”

“He’ll probably be with his daughter. Doesn’t that bastard always stick by her side except when he’s working?”

“Oh? That’s good. Bring them both. I’m going to take the daughter to the master’s bedroom, so bring her after she’s washed up.”

“Wow, you’re not even going to hug that girl yourself?”

Jangchun licked his lips with his tongue and answered his subordinate’s words.

“Ugh… … . It’s a shame, but isn’t sacrifice for a greater cause inevitable? Huh? How long are you going to live like a sea bream?”

“I see. Certainly, when you get older, your eyes will turn red. Hehe.”

The corners of Jangchun’s mouth curl up.

He was sure.

Now, tomorrow, the leader will look at him differently.

Since Nari has already said that, there shouldn’t be any variables.

* * *

“Father, you have to eat a lot.”

“huh…….”

The food served in the shabby thatched cottage was shabby. It wasn’t enough for one person, let alone two.

Nevertheless, out of admirable filial piety, he gave food to his father.

As well as having a kind heart, his appearance was also outstanding. Like a flower blooming in a gravel field, his halo shone even in a shabby place.

It was Eul Ha-ryeong, the only daughter of Eul Tae-sik.

“You too… … eat.”

“I’m already full. Eat more, Dad.”

“huh…….”

On the other hand, the appearance of Eul Tae-sik, who was the leader of Gwangmyeong Cheonma Daeju, was shabby and unsightly, like a faded memory.

His eyes were sunken and his eyes were dark. He looked dazed, as if he was out of focus. His hands were shaking, and it was hard for him to even hold the spoon, so Eul Ha-ryeong fed him instead.

The word ‘crazy’ was appropriate.

“I heard that high-ranking officials from Somyeonggung Palace came today. I guess that’s why everyone had a hard time.”

“Somyeonggung… … ?”

“Yes. Father, have you heard about it? Where the little cult leader is.”

“Young leader… … .”

Eul Tae-sik lowers his head and stops all actions.

Eulharyeong put down his spoon and waited silently, as if he was used to this sight.

He is lost in his own thoughts.

Sometimes, it was like that. Especially when the story of Lee Myeong-gung came up, I would giggle as if I was so happy about something.

‘Are you thinking about old times again? Just wait a moment. I’ll make sure to get you out of here.’

Eulharyeong suppressed his heavy heart.

I didn’t know what my father did in the past or what kind of person he was.

The first memory that came to mind was of his father sitting on the floor, crying. And when he could think, he was already a child.

Sometimes I would come to my senses when I took the medicine the village chief gave me, but it didn’t last long.

He said it was a chronic illness.

The village chief, Jang Chun, was extremely cruel to others, but he was always kind to the two women.

But she didn’t believe it.

As he got older, he became convinced that his father’s deteriorating health had something to do with it.

‘This isn’t a chronic illness. We need to get out of here as soon as possible. We need to escape while the cult leader is interested in us.’

Haryeong had been suspecting Birugol for a long time.

I absolutely had to get out.

Tonight will be the night of the final battle. She steeled herself again.

“hey!”

Just then, a rough voice was heard from outside. A shallow breath was exhaled.

It was a group of secret agents who came by every now and then to keep watch.

She opened the door with a forced smile.

“What’s going on?”

“The village chief is calling.”

“At this hour? Weren’t you with the young cult leader?”

“I don’t know about that, but get ready quickly. Bring your father with you too.”

“My father too?”

“You talk too much. Should I drag you out?”

“Oh, no. I’ll be out soon. Please wait a moment.”

“… … I’ll give you half an inch. Ah, come out after getting dressed up.”

Eulharyeong closed the door and calmed his startled heart.

It felt different than usual. They were usually blunt, but today they were particularly fierce and fierce. They were cold, as if their masks had been removed.

As I was thinking about how to escape, my anxiety grew even greater.

‘This is ominous. What’s going on?’

Nothing will change if you have doubts.

“Father, the village chief is calling. I think I should go now.”

“huh…….”

I woke up and got ready to go out.