I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 158

Episode 158: The Hunting Dog (2)

The madness that had been so apparent had faded away, and Bisaiq looked no different from an ordinary person.

Even though I had not learned any martial arts, I could feel it right away, perhaps because of the memories of the two sides.

That he had broken through the wall and taken his first step into new territory.

“You seem to have some talent. I can see that you have been living while learning the art of the Four Sages.”

When I asked him sarcastically while sitting in the study, Bisaiik knelt down, crawled over to me, and bowed with his forehead pressed against mine.

“… … I am deeply moved by the grace of the Little Master. I will serve you with all my heart and soul.”

It’s something I’ve already done, but unlike before, I feel a deep sense of loyalty. But it’s not something that will last long.

Now that you’ve found the lead hound, it’s time to get some arms and legs to move it.

I said without even looking at him.

“I will draft warriors from Cheonmadae, so select the ones who will obey your orders.”

Bisaiik answered immediately, his expression turning red.

“There is a child named Yogwiwon. He has ambition but doesn’t cross the line, so he is useful to have by your side… … .”

“Do I even need to know what pack of hounds a pack is driving?”

“… … I’m sorry.”

I picked up the celadon bottle first among the three bottles on the table and poured the clear liquid into a small teacup.

“What does this look like?”

Bisaiq raised his head slightly and cautiously examined the glass out of the corner of his eye.

“Isn’t it water? It has no color or scent… … .”

I picked up the glass and placed it down in front of him.

“Drink.”

“yes…….”

Bisaiq held it with both hands and put it in his mouth.

I said with a snicker.

“That was a revelation.”

The bastard’s brow furrowed and his eyes were filled with questions.

It can’t be helped.

Even though I said it was a sharp reading, I still wouldn’t feel anything in my body even if I practiced it.

Bisek asked.

“Isn’t this… just water?”

Without answering, I poured the liquid from the porcelain bottle into the empty glass.

Still colorless and odorless.

“Drink.”

“yes…….”

“This time, what you drank was poisonous.”

“Why… … . This is also water… … .”

I absentmindedly poured the last drop of liquid into the empty glass.

And when I tell Bisek to eat it, he puts it in his mouth without hesitation.

I asked.

“You drank three glasses of Jeolye-dok. I will ask you one last time. What did you drink?”

“This is… … .”

After thinking for a while, Bisaiq lowered his head without giving an answer.

And after a while.

“Phew!”

As I slowly looked at the guy, his face suddenly turned red and blood started foaming from his mouth.

He shows extreme pain on his face. His eyes are full of questions.

“Oh, how… … bend… … .”

“Let me ask you one last time. What did you drink?”

“I, Jeol-ye… … poison… … mouth… … . Kkeok… … sa… … save me… … .”

Bisek couldn’t even answer properly and just clutched his neck and groaned in pain.

I said, leisurely stroking the end of my glass.

“If you want to live, listen carefully. What you say is wrong and what I say is right. This is unchangeable. Do not form an opinion or act on it. Obedience is the only option you have.”

I took my hand off the glass, faced the guy, and whispered softly.

“So, never again… …do not doubt or disbelieve my words. I will not tolerate lies either. Just act like a hunting dog. Do you understand?”

“Ugh… … . My… … foot… … .”

At the sound of Bisaiks dying screams, I took out the prescription from my bosom and sprinkled the pure white powder into the glass.

“Eat.”

Bisek stretches out his trembling hand. And when his fingernail touches the end of the glass,

I pulled out the glass and poured it into my mouth.

“Ugh… … Ughhh… … .”

The boy’s bloodshot eyes are filled with despair as he longs for the empty glass.

I said with the corners of my lips raised brightly.

“How is it? You finally broke down the wall and crossed the limit, but now you’re dying like this? Tell me.”

“Turn it off… … Turn it off… … .”

Bisek screamed with his bloodshot eyes wide open.

I chuckled and took the prescriptions out of my bosom again, scattering them on the floor as if I was rubbing them.

And said.

“Like a hunting dog. Lick it all up. Haha!”

Bisek rushed at him like an animal and licked the floor.

And then, just like a dying candle coming back to life, I let out my barely held breath.

“Ugh… … Huh… … .”

After some time had passed, Bisaiks eyes became calm again, as if he had become stable.

“I’m going to Gwangmyeong Palace, so go back and get ready.”

“Joe… … John… … Myung… … .”

Bisaiq hit his forehead and staggered forward, opening the sliding door and going outside.

‘It doesn’t seem normal… … . Did you really intend to kill me?’

The ghost asked. I shrugged my shoulders and said nonchalantly.

‘Death. If you drink the water of Yongcheon with the leaves of the Chinese juniper, the Chinese juniper, and the Chinese juniper, you will feel a burning pain in your esophagus. You will suddenly not be able to breathe and your blood and energy will be blocked, so you will be confused. However, it is only a temporary phenomenon. If you come to your senses and practice a little, it will disappear as if washed away.’

‘… … Was it like that?’

‘That’s right. If it were that easy to obtain the Jeolye-dok, Dongbang would have become an unprecedented poison king.’

‘You’ve changed a lot… … .’

Who? Me? No. It’s not that I’ve changed, it’s that I’ve accepted it.

Because I have no intention of playing around with you and the nameless anymore.

I prepared to take the arsenic.

Now it’s time to go see my father.

*Myeonggyo Ilbong Gwangmyeonggung

Gwangmyeongjeon hadn’t changed at all even after five years.

The signboard with a cracked corner, the broken door frame, and even the straight, swinging tree were all the same.

But to my eyes, it all felt different.

How can this place, which was so fearful and desolate that I wanted to avoid, be so appealing and desirable?

“It’s been a while.”

As I entered the Gwangmyeongjeon Hall, a solemn tone flowed from the thick darkness.

Thud, thud.

As I approached, there was only one person sitting in the throne room.

My father is still young and healthy despite the passage of time.

I smiled as I realized that the eye level that I had been looking up at for a long time had now become narrower.

“It’s one year and one hundred and fifty-eight days.”

“I see.”

“Yes, father.”

“But I never told you to close the mortar.”

I was worried that you might regret it or feel helpless.

The laughter spreads wider.

“That’s fortunate.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re still the same. You’re still righteous, and you still suck.”

“You’re still the same, seeing as you keep talking without being able to choose what to say.”

“Is that so? Then I’ll say one more thing. You already knew that I came out, didn’t you? If you’re going to tell me to go back in now, just kill me.”

“… … Pathetic guy.”

“I guess that’s because he takes after his only father.”

The air felt heavy as if it was ten thousand pounds, and the momentum was squeezing my body to the point where it was hard to breathe.

Thud. I fell to my knees and my face twisted in pain. Instead of getting angry, I started to wonder.

“At this point, I’m curious. What on earth makes you so confident?”

It is natural for people to have at least a minimal level of moral sense.

But how can he be so confident after making things this bad?

Because he’s such a hateful bastard that I want to kill him?

“What can’t you do?”

At his calm answer, I shook off even the slightest trace of emotion and spoke coldly.

“The soldier I trusted so much tried to kill me for a long time, and the unknown person tried to make me an idiot. Are you going to make up some lame excuse that you didn’t know? Or are you going to turn away again, saying that it couldn’t be true?”

“Aren’t you still alive?”

“Is that all?”

“Did you hope that I would regret it? I thought I had grown up quite a bit, but I am still foolish and pathetic.”

“Is that something you say as a father?”

“Do you want to act like a spoiled brat? Do you think that Myunggyo can survive on someone’s back? As a father, what I can do is to return the favor to whoever killed you.”

“So you tried to kill me when I was born? Why, why didn’t you just kill me and then commit suicide? Haha!”

“Have you ever wanted to kill me?”

I was dumbfounded by his calm and composed words.

“You’re saying that now… … .”

“What difference does it make? You were born and my woman died. How many times have you seen me before I should value you more than her?”

“You are very good. Good. Then I will ask you again. As a leader, is it right to close your eyes and ears and let your subordinates do whatever they want?”

“It was just a nuisance.”

“What if things go wrong? Some things are irreversible.”

“Why is that a problem? If it can’t be undone, then it can be erased. What on earth can’t I erase?”

Ha. I feel dazed as if I’ve been hit in the back of the head with a sledgehammer.

Was this why? Was this the reason why my father was so confident up until now?

“If someone deceives me, I can erase him. If someone goes against me, I can erase him too. What could be easier than that?”

Now I feel like I know my father a little bit.

It was a mistake to expect normal thinking.

One who has everything since birth. An absolute being who can destroy and take whatever he wants.

That was my father.

The military’s strategies, the reality of the heavenly palace, and the deviations of the secret palace and the council of elders.

It just looked like a line of ants. It was something that made me trample on them with bitterness, looking at the swollen fingertips when I got bitten.

Laughter flowed.

I corrected my thoughts.

My father did not collude with the Heavenly Palace to hand me over. He simply sent me to them in the hopes that they might have a way to cure me.

The start was wrong, the approach was wrong.

A deep, heartfelt smile spread across his lips.

I said.

“I have a wish.”

The heavy air disappeared like dark clouds, and a smile appeared on my father’s face for the first time.

“Now you are finally speaking like a cult leader. What is it? It is your first wish. If you wish, I will give you the emperor’s head.”

This was Amazon’s apology and expression of affection.

I understand that you want to abandon your weakness and have it.

My father wanted me to ask for what I wanted, not to beat around the bush.

“Please give me the Bukmyeongsingong. All of them, without leaving a single one out.”

“Do you not care about your father’s life?”

“Isn’t it strange that in Mark, one rises up and eats one’s father?”

“haha!”

My father burst into laughter and started gossiping about all sorts of people, from rude kids to losers.

But he seemed happier than ever.

My father, who had been talking for a long time, spoke in a rather serious tone.

“It’s pointless. I already tried to do it. Your body just couldn’t accept it.”

“I asked just in case. I had no intention of just getting it for free.”

“… … If you want, I can leave with you somewhere else.”

“Go alone. That’s what Father wants, not me. I have to erase it and take it again.”

“You’ve changed.”

“I just accepted it.”

My father stared at me silently for a while. Then he nodded slightly and said.

“… … That wouldn’t be bad either. But it won’t be easy.”

I nodded, sitting up straight.

“First, I need to learn about the Heavenly Palace. I don’t want people who don’t know me to be parasites on the Heavenly Mountain that I will have.”

“Is there anything you want me to tell you?”

“Do you know?”

“… … If there is a place that can stop the Ming Sect, it is the Heavenly Palace.”

“And yet you just left it alone?”

“Since we cannot find the true identity, we cannot know the power, and since they use sorcery, we cannot estimate the damage. Rather than planning a two-way battle, we decided that it would be best to leave each other alone without aggression.”

“Who is it?”

“Taekangjun.”

You speak so confidently.

I said, squinting my eyes.

“I will find out their true identity. Then you can decide what to do.”

“Are you hoping for revenge after you die? Even the military couldn’t find it.”

That soldier died by my hand. And this time, my father must become my sword. Until he feels that I am no longer needed.

Until then, stay well where you are.

I said in a flat tone.

“I have two wishes.”

“Speak.”

“First, please give me the Gwangmyeongcheonmadae.”

My father rested his chin on his hand and stared blankly, then nodded.

“good night.”

“I don’t need all of them. I’ll just pick out the ones I want.”

“Or so.”

“And the authority the military had. I will take it.”

“You wouldn’t want to use your brain next to me… … . Is that what you want? Inspection.”

I had no intention of hiding it anyway. I nodded and answered.

“yes.”

“Are you trying to punish me?”

“I’m trying to tame it. I’m not the type of person who can be easily tamed like my father.”

“… … I do not allow it.”

This is enough. I immediately got up from my seat and turned around.

“Are you going?”

“We’re not in a position to have pointless conversations, are we?”

“That heartless bastard.”

“Who else would do that but my father?”

A strange sense of relief fills me.

As I stepped out with light steps and grabbed the doorknob, I heard my father’s voice behind me.

“You are my son.”

I think so.

“If you want to leave Cheonsan, just tell me anytime.”

I opened the main gate of Gwangmyeongjeon wide.