I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 133

Episode 133: To the Poison Palace

“It might have been poisoned.”

Sangang pulled Ma Cheon-so close and rolled up his sleeves.

“Let go.”

“That can’t be. If the young cult leader dies here, I won’t be able to survive either.”

And I didn’t even get paid.

Sangang tried hard to suppress his agitated emotions and tore the hem of his clothes to bandage his wounded arm.

“Get out, I don’t need it.”

“Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to be poisonous… … . Please carry on.”

“Get out, you crazy bastard.”

“Excuse me.”

“What are you doing!”

In the first place, there is no intention of talking to each other.

Sangang hugged him and Macheonso pushed him away. However, Macheonso, who had no internal energy, was no match for him.

Sangang, who came out of the inner quarters through the hallway with one hand on her waist, performed lightness techniques.

Phew!

“I will go to the congressman.”

“Kill him.”

“Whether I die this way or that, I’m going to die anyway. I’m going to leave at least one person alive.”

“Kill me before that.”

“If you can, do it… … . Hah!”

Shhh! A sharp noise brushed against his chin. Before he could even get far from the Somyeong Palace, Sangang vomited out his flagship.

It was because Ma Cheon-so swung his dagger. And to be precise, it was at the neck.

Fortunately, he avoided serious injury, but a red mark was left on the edge of his neck.

“Are you crazy?!”

I was being honest. If a kid can do this much, he should know how to accept it.

He is a stubborn man who knows nothing about anyone else.

The Im Song sect member told me never to give up my life, but I almost died in a place I never expected. How could I have accepted such kindness?

Sangang was seething with anger inside him.

but.

“Don’t do something stupid. Isn’t this what you’re supposed to be doing?”

When he met Ma Cheon-so’s eyes, his burning anger froze.

Because of those deep eyes that seem to see through everything, like an old man who has lived for decades.

“… … What do you mean?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know? If you’re going to buy it, then act like one. Throw away all that cheap attention.”

watering.

The same word keeps lingering in Sangang’s head.

I knew it… …but how?

“As always, just pretend. Until the order comes and you hold a knife to my throat. Like that maid. Don’t try to become a disgusting member of the family. Isn’t that what you came here for? Haha!”

Mad laughter piled up like snowflakes on the dark blue night hills.

What on earth have they done to this child? The deep loneliness feels so cold.

“I can’t live.”

Sangang complained as if it was unfair. For Salsu, having his identity discovered would mean immediate death.

but.

“Stop talking nonsense. The blood demon that protected me has left. There’s no way he’d let this opportunity pass.”

“… … What do you mean?”

“The bastard who ordered you.”

“That is incomprehensible.”

“Why? You even tell me who you are? Don’t you say things like that? There’s nothing I can do. It’s an inevitable decision. It’s all for the sake of the Mingyo. Haha… … Haha! Hypocrisy, arrogance, and greed filled with lies!”

Sangang just showed an expression of resentment.

But I couldn’t hide it any longer from what he said next.

“Sergeant Taekangjun. You, that bastard sent you.”

f*ck… … .

That’s correct.

* * *

Taekang Jun set out early in the morning.

He must have been tired after staying up all night, but his eyes were clear and his breathing was calm.

And as we reached a remote hill far from Gwangmyeong Palace, he looked down at the misty peaks and asked softly.

“What happened?”

“It is said that the maid sent by Usah attempted to kill the young sect leader, but… … failed.”

It is an empty lot with nothing clearly visible, but a beautiful woman’s voice flows as the answer.

But the content was surprising.

This is a story about the attack on a cult leader that happened a little while ago.

“I told you not to do that… … .”

“What should we do?”

“She is just a maid who has not learned a single martial art. Let’s wrap it up by saying that she acted accidentally because she could not bear the evil deeds of the Young Master.”

“yes.”

Taekang Jun clicked his tongue and muttered to himself.

“Usagi. You have acted rashly. Didn’t I tell you? You have to find another way. Why don’t you know that?”

Taekang Jun sighed, covering his eyes with his palms.

He let out a shallow sigh and took his hand away again.

But he is no longer the gentle man he used to be.

There is a bleak murderous look in his eyes.

And the target is… … .

“If you’re going to do it… … you have to kill him for sure.”

It was the small sect leader, Ma Cheon-so.

His voice, which drops suddenly, is filled with a deep murderous intent.

It was a life devoted to the teachings of a famous religion.

To break the fate of Cheonsan where blood calls for blood.

It was a rest that was found after cutting down and cutting down the masters of the past.

That’s why.

Because the ideal I dreamed of became reality.

I had to go further. I couldn’t stop here.

It’s been almost ten years.

It was to persuade Eul Tae-sik and push the cult leader into a pit in the hopes that Ma Tae-pyeong would cut ties with him.

Hana Eul Tae-sik left, but Ma Tae-pyeong couldn’t let go of his hand.

“Shall I tell the king to target the cult leader in the salgung?”

“No. I won’t accept it. Also, if someone who has mastered martial arts tries to kill someone, the Huns won’t stay still. And it won’t be a meaningless death either. Tell Heuk-o that I want to meet him.”

“He… … is dangerous!”

“Don’t worry. Everything will go according to plan.”

Little by little, the fog clears and the bright sunlight shines on the peaks.

‘You may resent me. But now I have to kill the little cult leader. Everything is for the sake of the leader and the sake of the Myunggyo. So please disappear. For the sake of everyone. I, Taekangjun, will send you.’

One who is willing to do anything to reveal the teachings.

The clutches of Taekangjun, the greatest brain in the world, were gradually drawing closer.

* * *

Sangang felt a stab in the stomach as if he had been stabbed in the back of an unexpected spot.

Military Taekangjun.

It was clearly a commission he had entrusted to me.

‘Please enter as a bodyguard of Somyeong Palace. Someone with proven skills. If possible, it would be good if it was someone who was in the tree outside.’

If you just look at the content, it’s about hiring a bodyguard, so there shouldn’t be a problem. However, if you know the organization you belong to, it’s a different story.

Kill (殺). House (宮).

Salgung.

Among them, the outer trees are those who stay in the central plains, not in the Mokbong where the salgung is located. In slang, it means Mok-oeja.

‘Did you really intend to eliminate the cult leader? But killing him will be recorded in the register. If you do that, the military won’t be safe either.’

Sometimes I wish the leader of the cult was the target of a secret order, but realistically, that is impossible.

If you send a nameless assassin, I don’t know.

“I have no idea what you are talking about.”

“Don’t even think about evading it. This dagger you gave me on the first day has a small sun and an eclipse pattern drawn on it. What do you think it means?”

“Isn’t that… … a blacksmith’s common seal?”

Although he didn’t show it on the outside, he swallowed his sighs dozens of times inside. The dagger that the leader took out from his bosom was definitely one that Taekangjun had given him.

Hand it over to the sect leader, and he will accept it as his bodyguard.

“Haha! You idiot. Should I tell you? The military must have told me to give this to you. Then I would have accepted it.”

Sangang couldn’t help but think that he was caught up in a large battlefield as he watched Ma Cheon So speaking calmly.

“What on earth… … happened.”

He seemed to have given up and acknowledged Ma Cheon-so’s words.

It can’t be hidden any longer.

No, there’s no point in hiding it.

The cult leader and the military have already had an implicit conversation with each other about themselves.

“Don’t try to figure it out. You’re just one of many pawns on the battlefield between him and me. The fight started a long time ago, and you just have to do your job.”

It was a complete disregard. Sangang was only now able to catch a glimpse of him.

Why was Ma Cheon-so’s personality only like this?

‘The decisive battle between the military and the religious cults is not something that happened just a day or two ago. Even before I was younger, there were swords everywhere. But why?’

My mind became clouded.

Salsu doesn’t listen to other people’s circumstances.

The sword of murder has no heart.

It’s the most basic of the basics.

But the instinct boiling inside me questioned the excessive persecution directed at a mere child.

Why on earth?

“It could be a personal grudge. The maid had no internal energy. She only had a little bit of swordsmanship. If she had intended to harm the young sect leader, she would have hired someone stronger… … .”

“Do you think that’s possible in Somyeonggung? Besides… … If someone without martial arts skills were to pick up a sword, everyone would think like you. They’d probably have a grudge. Why? Because I’m the little cult leader Ma Cheon So, who everyone hates. Haha!”

“Then even more so! Shouldn’t the maid have been interrogated alive instead of killed? Why did she have to be… ?”

“It’s no use. No matter what I do, nothing changes. But this time… … it was a little dangerous. Hehe.”

Just by looking at the red-stained sleeve of the sect leader, one could guess how deep the wound was.

“I don’t understand… … . Why on earth would you do something like this… … .”

“You probably think you’ve isolated him. You’ve made him a retard who can’t even trust his own family, so you’re probably really high on that. But no way! I won’t play along with him. Absolutely not.”

Ma Cheon-so’s scream was close to a mad scream.

Is it a delusion or a will?

I don’t know. But if this is true… … it was so cruel.

If those who are with him suddenly draw their swords and attack him one day, who on earth should the cult leader trust and live by?

“Kuuuuuuuu… … . You’re stupid. You really are stupid. It’s fun to see you surprised at the subject of killing people.”

“Who wouldn’t be surprised after hearing such words?”

“I’m going to the Poison Palace. Prepare the carriage.”

Ma Cheon-so chuckled and turned around.

Sangang clenched his cold hands and shook his head.

I had a strong feeling that this request was a mistake.

I should have just spit it out and rejected it.

Of course… … That’s Guyangryong’s job, and I’m just a follower who follows Ming.

‘Now that everything has been discovered… … Should I get out now… …?’

He asked himself and then turned his gaze to Ma Cheon-so’s wrist, from which blood was dripping down.

‘Whew… … You probably don’t know that Salgung has intervened yet. Let’s go for now. To the Poison Palace.’

Gulp, gurgle. The mountain river was becoming more and more unpleasant.

*Myeonggyo Geumbong

Geumbong has many steep, oddly shaped rocks, many hollow caves, and the terrain is rugged.

It was so dangerous that there was a saying that “the sound of a person on Geumbong is like the sound of a crow.”

There are many people who die after climbing a cliff and screaming, “Aaah!”

Geumbong Peak is a spectacular sight that makes you drunk even without drinking water when viewed from afar, but once you start climbing, you start to regret it.

Still, there were many believers who came to visit.

There were three reasons.

First is the Presbyterian Church.

For believers who could not enter the secret palace, being recognized by the Presbyterian Church was the only path to success, so there were many who volunteered to work without receiving any salary.

Second, get rich quick.

Geumbong had a large temperature difference between yin and yang and many undeveloped mines, making it the optimal environment for extracting divine water.

And the last third was the Poison Palace.

The main temple that was supposed to treat the believers was located at the most dangerous Geumbong Peak, and at the very top.

You may wonder why this place is the place to do it, but since the Poison Palace is a place to study poisons as well as medicine, it was best to do it in a place with as few people as possible.

And today.

Unexpected guests came to visit this place.

*“Is it hard?”

A middle-aged man with a blunt tone, walking up the mountain path with his back straight, turned around and asked.

“huh.”

Then, a girl who was climbing the rock wall a few steps away with her long, plump hands answered vigorously.

It must be about six or seven now.

Dark, double eyelids, bright eyes, white skin, and a neat nose.

It is obvious to anyone that it will become the best in the world in the future.

“I’m tired. Carry me.”

One, either because he is still young or because he has a bad temper, but the sight of him struggling to climb up, crossing his arms, and hitting his lower body is somehow awkward.

“Cultivation is patience. If it doesn’t take effort, there’s no need to be patient.”

“It’s difficult.”

“Walk and walk.”

“huh.”

Even the middle-aged man felt uneasy for some reason. It was a conversation that made me seriously doubt the relationship between the two.

It’s correct to see them as master and disciple, but it’s blunt to see them as family.

As the girl gasped for breath, the man stopped again and spoke.

“The mind is the root of ignorance. Your breathing is disturbed. I didn’t teach you that way.”

“Yeah. I’m tired. Carry me.”

“The road ahead for you will be more difficult.”

“how much?”

When the girl asked with a gloomy face, the crow on the old tree cried miserably because it was so hazy.

A middle-aged man, with an indifferent expression on his face, took out the sword from his waist and swung it with a swipe.

Gurrrrrr!

Then, with a tremendous amount of wind pressure, the floor crumbled. The girl lost her balance and rolled around.

The girl who had stopped after going down the path she had come up suddenly stood up. But instead of crying, she just frowned and glared at me venomously.

“it hurts.”

“They will hinder your path and harass you like this.”

“Dad?”

“… … It’s not me, it’s many others who will do the same. You must cut them down and make a path for yourself. As a child of Danjeonghak, diligently practice your training.”

“I hate Danjeonghak’s daughter. Do I have to do it?”

“Then you will live a more miserable life.”

“Then carry me. My legs hurt.”

“Hold on.”

It’s a conversation that makes it hard to believe that the two are father and daughter.

It was Princess Geomdan, the princess of Geomdan, and her daughter, Dan Yehwa.

At first glance, it might seem like child abuse, but Geumma was full of worries.

Even if you just put it on the street, you will often get dark looks in your eyes.

But what would happen when she grew older and became an adult? If she didn’t have the strength to protect herself in the martial arts world, it was obvious how difficult life would be for a woman.

‘I wish I could protect myself… … As expected, it’s not easy to do it alone. It would be nice if I could find a decent son-in-law.’

This is my sincere feeling as I watch Dan Ye-hwa climbing the mountain with great effort.

“let’s go.”

“huh.”

After climbing the mountain for a while, the sun began to set. And before they knew it, countless pavilions came into view.

【Poisonous Palace】

“Are they all here?”

“okay.”

Dan Ye-hwa, who was standing next to him and staring blankly up at Geomma, grabbed his finger tightly.

Then he smiled bashfully.

It is because the hand of the father, which can only be held after training is over, is so good. Although he has a quirky personality, he is still very much like a child.

“It’s been a while. I’ll take you inside. Please come in.”

A warrior from the Poison Palace wearing hemp clothing opened the door and welcomed the two people.

On the surface, he looks like an old warrior who is just a gatekeeper, but he is the second-in-command of the Poison Palace. He is the Iron Lord Dong Bang-gwang.

“smell.”

As soon as you step inside, every breath you take in is filled with the scent of various medicines.

As they went inside, the scent became stronger and Dan Ye-hwa couldn’t help but frown.

“I want to stay here. I hate the smell of grandpa.”

Dan Ye-hwa suddenly stopped walking and grabbed his arm.

Grandfather must be referring to the princess Dongbang, who lives in the innermost chamber.

“Hmm… … . Don’t swing your sword recklessly like last time. Just wait quietly.”

The black horse pretended to think about it, then nodded and let go of my hand.

It’s better than making a fuss in front of the East saying it smells.

“If it’s free, it’s okay to practice.”

“Dad, do it.”

“Cheoldokdaeju, please take care of my daughter.”

When he nodded, Daeju nodded and called the other warriors over.

Then, Dan Ye-hwa ran out alone as if something was so urgent.

“Just leave it. It’ll be fine.”

“Young lady, you are still in good health. I understand. I will tell you so.”

“Is the Poison Princess inside?”

“Yes. He’s waiting. He’s grumbling about why he needs so much of the Thousand Miles fragrance, and he’s making it. Hehe.”

“hmm.”

Although it was said as a joke, the black horse walked away without any particular response.

It’s because I’m originally blunt, but when I heard about Cheonrihyang, I was reminded of the recent incident in Tobong.

I’m guessing there are hundreds of victims.

Among them, there are dozens of people belonging to the Geomdan Palace.

It was the so-called Miinbong disappearance incident.