I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 129

Episode 129 Another Beginning

I had a dream. It was a long, long dream.

The countless stories he told me while I was trapped in the black flames.

It may be a dreamer’s vanity, or a prophecy of the future to come.

But, actually, nothing matters.

* * *

Swish- A heavy rain suddenly sweeps away the fallen leaves. However, he stands in front of Gwangmyeong Palace with his head bowed, as if he has made up his mind.

Her wet shoulders slump, and her cloudy eyes are filled with disappointment.

This is Gwangmyeong Cheonma Daeju Eul Tae-sik who has resigned as of today.

I want to say my final goodbyes before he leaves.

“Are you just going to leave it like this?”

“… … I said I was going.”

“Reverend-!”

In Gwangmyeongjeon, opinions were divided even at this last moment regarding Eul Tae-sik’s resignation.

No, to be exact, it is the leader, Matthew Pyung, who is trying to accept it, and one person who is trying to stop him.

“Military. Don’t do anything useless and send him away. He’s already lost his mind.”

Tae Kang-jun, a military officer of Myunggyo. He is Ma Tae-pyeong’s long-time friend and confidant.

He was a man with a clean-cut appearance that seemed out of place here.

He clenched his fist as if he couldn’t let Eul Tae-sik go like this.

“He is the most loyal of all. Don’t you know that? It’s just that I can’t get over the shock right now… … .”

“So, that’s why I’m telling you to just send it.”

“Reverend… … .”

Matthew turned his head slowly. A hot aura like hellfire flickered in his eyes.

Anger, regret, longing, and foolishness.

Tae Kang-jun couldn’t bring himself to open his mouth. Just like Eul Tae-sik, Ma Tae-pyeong also experienced the sorrow of losing someone precious.

On the day Ma Cheon-so was born, his mother passed away, giving him new life.

Taekangjun, realizing that his mind had not changed, slowly turned around.

“It’s your last journey, so I’ll at least see you off. But aren’t we still called the Gwangmyeong Owi?”

“There is no need to be obsessed with empty names that believers joke about.”

“Even if it was just a false name, it was okay. We were able to protect Gwangmyeong Palace by being loyal to the leader and trusting and relying on each other. So don’t even think about stopping us.”

“Those who don’t listen to anything, loyalty… … get out.”

“Your name.”

Left alone, Matthew Ping swept his hair up. Then, a deep sigh rose from within.

“I’m sick of… … everything.”

*The Gwangmyeong Cheonma Daeju Surahyeolma Eul Taesik left Gwangmyeong Palace.

The news spread quickly throughout Cheonsan like migratory birds flying.

You might think that missing one major share isn’t a big deal, but the repercussions were bigger than expected.

There were even ominous rumors going around that Gwangmyeong Palace was creaking.

It was because the iron fortress of Gwangmyeong Owi was broken.

What is the reason why today’s famous schools can enjoy an era of peace?

The omnipotent realm of the religious leader, Mataiping, who can dare to be called the best in the world?

Of course that’s true. But his personality was too bizarre to believe that alone.

Once, he advanced all the way to Qinghai to subdue the Kunlun faction, but returned after destroying the Qinghai branch of the Sado League, which had been standing still, on the simple grounds that the mountains were too high.

Another time, he beheaded an envoy from the Northern Plains before he could even speak.

Let’s get angry and ask why Military Taekangjun is like that.

‘It’s fun.’

It was an open secret that Taekangjun lay in bed for several days as if he had aphasia because of the pure smile he showed while answering.

The pillar that caught this crazy cult leader was none other than Gwangmyeong Owi.

But since one of them, Eul Tae-sik, was missing, it was natural that there were worried words.

“… … That’s to say, the atmosphere these days is really tense. I can’t tell what’s going to happen in the future. But, even so, compared to this, it’s worse than shit on a dog’s butt. Shit that you can’t even remember after wiping it off!”

Im Song, a senior member of the religious order who came out of Gwangmyeong Palace, nodded his head repeatedly and shivered.

Whether it’s Gwangmyeong Owigo or Gyojugo, the believers’ excitement is because they haven’t seen the little devil living here. It must be so. No, it is. It’s certain.

“Anyway, if you want to live, remember this. First, get rid of all the sharp things. If you get caught in that person’s hands, you’ll have to dig a coffin that day. Second, never make eye contact. There’s no particular reason for someone to die here. Third… … Just live without even breathing!”

“You want me to be your escort, or you want me to die?”

“It’s like you’re there but not there. It’s like you’re living as if you’re dead. Because that’s the way you live.”

Im Song sighed and stopped walking. She had reached her destination.

The wall that I see before my eyes looks like a road to hell that separates this world and the next.

How many people die every day? This time, one of the bodyguards couldn’t last even ten days and died.

The reason was that the footsteps were loud.

So, it was the way to take a new warrior appointed by the military.

It’s so pitiful, so pitiful. He looked at the bodyguard with a pitiful gaze. He was a young man in his early thirties with a quiet expression and a lot of life left in him.

“Let me tell you one last thing. Don’t ever think lightly of him just because he’s young. He’s the devil, the devil.”

“I just do my best in my duties.”

“Huh? Look at this guy. You think I’m funny, but if you want to live, don’t take my words lightly. This place is… … .”

Aaaah! Im Song-i tried to repeat her request with a desperate heart, but her whole body froze at the shrill screams heard from inside the wall.

“Hey, I’ll go in now. I hope we meet again alive.”

“… … .”

Im Song ran away to Gwangmyeong Palace in a panic. The warrior left alone absentmindedly looked at the signboard.

【Small Palace】

It is not widely known to the world, but it is said that the castle of the little devil is covered with a coffin lid every day.

It was Sangang’s first day of service as a bodyguard for the head of the small religious sect, Ma Cheon So.

*The sight of the inner quarters of Somyeonggung Palace was truly bizarre.

The few pieces of furniture were neatly arranged. However, as if mocking this, there was blood on the floor.

The maid ran over and brushed her teeth, and in front of her was an old man trembling with his finger cut off.

Whether it’s a cleaning maid or a wailing old woman, what they all have in common is that they are all kneeling, unable to straighten their backs.

Among these, only one stands upright, caressing the broken orchid.

There is only the head sect leader, Ma Cheon-so, who is smiling fragrantly.

He must be ten years old now. Judging from his appearance alone, he is small in stature but handsome enough to make anyone who sees him happy.

If it weren’t for the bloody dagger in his little hand.

“Are you upset?”

Words that did not suit the young man’s voice came out.

“It was a mistake. I really never imagined that you would break my heart. Oh, how dare I… … .”

“I know. Old Man Guan treated me well.”

“Yes, yes! Ugh… … . I’ve been serving you here for years… … .”

“Two years and eighty-nine days.”

“Ma, that’s right. Please forgive me. Hehehe… … . I haven’t made a single mistake in all this time… … .”

A dark shadow falls in front of the sobbing old man. He slowly raises his head and sees the head of the sect, Ma Cheon-so, sitting in front of him with a sly smile.

“You know what? A broken orchid never blooms again. Not again. That’s why you should have been careful. And not set up like an idiot.”

Phew! The old man’s Adam’s apple was pierced, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Haha! Ma Cheon-so burst out laughing, soaking his entire body.

“Oh, was that shallow? Haha! What if you grab my hand? You have to block the hole there. Yeah, right there.”

“Ugh… … . Ugh… … .”

I stare indifferently at the old man who is holding his neck and gasping for breath. Then I get up and look at the maid who is diligently cleaning the floor.

No one turned their head even though people were dying right before their eyes.

It wasn’t something I had gotten used to.

My pupils dilated and I was filled with fear. But it was my instinct that told me that this was the only way to survive.

Don’t make a sound. Don’t even look at me. That’s how you survive.

That is the only unwritten rule for the family working at Somyeong Palace.

“Are you fearless?”

Ma Cheon-so strode over and crouched down in front of the maid. Then he crossed his arms and looked at her with interest.

The maid rubbed the floor even more vigorously with her pupils growing bigger.

“Didn’t you hear? Why aren’t you looking? Do you think I’m funny?”

“Oh, no.”

“Then tell me. Old Man Guan, was it my fault for doing that?”

“Absolutely not… …!”

“Right? No? Haha!”

“Yes, yes… … .”

“Then it’s not wrong, so I can do more?”

“yes?”

The maid stopped mopping and met Ma Cheon So’s eyes.

You can do more. What? How?

As I ask the question, the corners of my cruel and decadent lips turn up even higher.

As he slowly lowered his head, he saw that the dagger that Ma Cheon-so was holding in his hand was pointed at him.

I fell flat on my butt, overcome with fear. As I slowly backed away, Ma Cheon-so followed me.

I’m dying. I’m thinking of killing.

The fear that filled my head stopped my thinking.

It was just then.

“Your Majesty, I am a Huns. May I come in?”

The solemn voice of an old man rang out from outside, and Ma Cheon-so, as if his interest had disappeared, let out a huff and got up.

The maid, desperate for her life, quickly backed away to the door.

If there was only one person in the Somyeong Palace who could stop Ma Cheon-so, it was the butler, Hun-nu.

From the day Ma Cheon-so was born, he managed the So-myeong Palace, and since no one knew that he was of Xiongnu descent, he was called Xiongnu.

“Come in.”

As Ma Cheon-so answered indifferently, the door opened with a creak, and the tall, tall physique of an old man came into view.

A sharp nose and shadowy eyes. A fierce expression that looks like it could shout at any moment.

He glances at the old man lying dying on the floor and then raises his head as if nothing happened.

“I am a newly hired bodyguard at Somyeong Palace. Please introduce yourself.”

As the Xiongnu took a step back, Shanggang put aside his greetings and took three steps forward to examine the old man.

A faint breathing sound is heard, as if the breath is still there.

The mountain river quietly covered his mouth and nose. One, two, three. Finally, his breath stopped and he stepped forward.

Ma Cheon-so tilted his head as if he found it interesting.

“You are good with a sword. But if you use such a large dagger, you might hurt your hand. From now on, use this.”

Sangang prostrated himself and took out a small dagger from his waistband and handed it to Ma Cheon So.

A smooth blade stands on a handle with a sun pattern on the outer rim, like an eclipse.

“haha!”

Ma Cheon-so accepted it with his pure white hands and burst into laughter. He then returned to his seat and looked at him earnestly and said.

“What is your name?”

“… … It’s a mountain river.”

“A mountain river… … A mountain river?”

The two people’s eyes meet.

Sangang, who was appointed as a bodyguard, and the crazy little devil Ma Cheonso.

It was the first meeting between the two.

“Huns.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Give him the annex and get out. I’m tired.”

“I will step aside.”

The Huns surrounded the old man and cautiously retreated outside.

Ma Cheon-so sat down and closed his eyes tightly.

It was a day without end for the blood of Somyeong Palace.

*Myeonggyo Ilbong Gwangmyeonggung

Military Taekangjun couldn’t leave his office even though it was very late. The documents were piled up and scattered. It seemed like the end would be visible only after the sun rose and reached the zenith.

“Don’t you ever get tired?”

“Oh, when did you come, Usagi?”

This is Jang Ho-gun from Gwangmyeong-u. I felt embarrassed when I saw him leaning against the wall and bursting into laughter.

Even though it was a lowly field, he was so immersed that he didn’t even notice anyone coming in. Taekangjun put down his brush in embarrassment.

“You don’t even know that people are here, and you’re so absorbed in your work. Even if you’re a soldier, you should at least train in martial arts. If you want, I’ll teach you. Haha.”

Jang Ho-gun glanced over the documents and patted him on the shoulder.

Taekang Jun got up with an awkward smile.

“The number of missing persons cases in Tobong is increasing day by day. I tried contacting Geomdan Palace, but… … It seems like nothing has come out yet.”

“That’s right. You should take care of your own affairs. Why did you bring it all the way to Gwangmyeong Palace? Humans should have some shame.”

“No matter how powerful the Sword King’s Palace is, they are inferior in numbers. If there is anything we can do to help, we should help.”

“Since you’re accepting everything, aren’t you whining even more? Since it’s something the leader should have done anyway, please just let it slide.”

“Haha… … . Is that possible? It’s a famous school.”

The two people looked at each other and smiled affectionately.

As Jang Ho-gun said, the petitions submitted to Gwangmyeong Palace have long been Tae Kang-jun’s responsibility.

It was natural, in a way, for Matthew Ping, who had no interest in anything, whether it was politics or power.

There was even a rumor going around that Tae Kang-jun was the hidden master of Myeonggyo.

“But what are you doing all of a sudden in the middle of the night?”

Jang Ho-gun looked around and sat down on the documents. Unlike the Left Officer Lee Soon or the Military Officer Tae Kang-jun, he was not interested in boring documents because he was determined by martial arts.

“I didn’t know that the Sura Blood Demon would go that far. I heard he was very heartbroken.”

“… … It’s okay. Since it’s your will, there’s nothing I can do about it, right?”

“That’s true. Well… … it’s not necessarily all bad. Didn’t you oppose his dethronement in every way?”

Taekangjun responded to Usa Janghogun’s words with a more serious expression on his face.

“Is this what the Master said?”

“What is the little cult leader… … . He is just a worthless rascal.”

“……umbrella!”

When Taekangjun showed his embarrassment, Janghogun sighed and got up.

“Yesterday, an old man was carried out from Somyeonggung Palace. He stabbed him in the exact spot. He only soaked half of his body, which made him groan in pain for a long time. How could that author, Sogyoju, treat his own family so cruelly?”

Taekangjun’s expression darkened at Janghogun’s words.

“You are still young… … .”

“What good will it do to protect an incompetent leader? If the leader can’t kick him out, we should step up. Isn’t that what the Gwangmyeong Five-Way should do?”

A deep sigh resonated. I leaned back and closed my eyes.

The leader of the small group, Ma Cheon So.

A child who is dull-witted, lacks talent in anything beyond what is worth discussing, and whose nature is worse than that of a thousand-year-old.

How did such a being come to be born as his son?

What a strange fate.

“It is not an easy task.”

“Sergeant, you are talking weakly. He is just a brat. It would not be so difficult to bring him down. I will make the request myself, so you just listen. The left-hander has agreed to it.”

“umbrella…….”

“This is a matter of the fate of the Myunggyo sect. We must dethrone the younger sect leader. Before the leader hands over the Bukmyeong Shingong to him.”

With those words, Jang Ho-gun disappeared into the darkness.

Then, Taekangjun’s gloomy expression hardens.

‘Everything Woo Sa said is correct. But there’s no way the cult leader would accept it. It would be pointless. Also… … The cult leader may be much more intelligent than we think, no, perhaps even more intelligent than anyone in the Central Plains.’

Taekangjun, a military officer of Myunggyo.

If there is one thing that can confuse him like this, it is known as the First Brain of the Demon Path.

This is the small sect leader, Ma Cheon So Da.

As the night deepened at Gwangmyeong Palace, his worries also deepened.