I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 25

Episode 25: High-altitude battle (2)

“Am I not a swindler either? Three percent? Does that make sense?! How dare you, a little bastard… … .”

Cheon Se-min, who was left in the reception room, ground his teeth.

“Your Majesty, please hold on tight.”

“Fixed? Do I look like I’m fixed right now? Which bastard dared to reach out first! Those bastards, the Princess Consort, have no morals!”

Even a perfect match is considered top-notch.

I was waiting for the leader of the sect so desperately, but I was upset that someone else had taken my leader away from me.

It felt dirty, like I had been pushed out of the deal.

“It might not be a secret palace.”

“what?”

Cheon Bi-rang spoke in a very calm tone, contrary to the content contained in it.

He was the one who knew better than anyone how to handle the people of Cheon Se-min.

“What are you talking about? Who would do something like that outside of a secret palace?”

“If it were the Central Plains, it wouldn’t be possible for someone in the Secret Palace or the Sae-oe to do something like this while avoiding our information. Furthermore, didn’t the Young Leader clearly refer to himself as ‘that’ person?”

Cheon Se-min nodded. It was as he said.

Compared to the Palace of Hwanhee, the only area where information is lacking is in the Central Plains.

If something happened in Cheonsan or Saewae, there was no place like Sangjaegung.

“So… … are you talking about what the Presbyterian Church did?”

“It is most likely possible.”

“Ugh… … .”

The Presbyterian Church. I’ve been wrong for a long time, but Cheon Se-min and Cheon Bi-rang were looking for answers in their own common sense.

A consensus on the incomprehensible actions of the little ghost, Ma Cheon So.

“In my opinion, it doesn’t seem like it would be a loss.”

Cheonbirang opened his mouth calmly.

“Why?”

“If we had left it like this, we would have had to follow the Bloodless Palace anyway. The tyranny of the Oirat is getting worse and the wealth they need from us is getting bigger. Recently, they have been imprisoning our envoys… … .”

“Didn’t that Yaluljin kid say he would take care of it? That’s why I just sent it.”

“If this happens again and again, the Blood Princess may demand even more from us than she does now. Furthermore, the Oirat have been expanding their influence to the Northern Yuan since they kidnapped him last year.”

“Ugh… … .”

Cheon Se-min finally let out a sigh.

Unfortunately, everything Cheonbirang said was true.

The relationship between the Blood Palace and the Shang Palace could not but be clearly divided into superior and inferior as long as the Oirat, the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty, existed above the Tian Shan Mountains.

This was because of the Silk Road, commonly called Sajujiro.

The road to the West.

The reason why Sangjaegung was able to amass this much wealth was because of its location in the West.

And the small nation that occupied that crossroads, Sajuji-ro, was the Oirat.

“The Salgungju would have joined hands with the Hwanhee Palace, and the Presbyterian Church would have taken the pretext of being a minor cult leader. This means that a greater war is imminent. Can’t we take advantage of the gap?”

“No matter what, I have lost too much. Didn’t I even give up the Holy Fire Sword without gaining anything?”

Cheon Se-min expressed his anger, which had subsided somewhat from before.

“It’s just the puppet leader’s trick. Of course, he has grown a lot compared to his previous appearance, but where has his nature gone? Just like before he came here, the leader of the cult touched Jiha Mi, who was so dear to Princess Hwanhee.”

“What?! Why are you telling me that now?!”

Cheon Se-min jumped up from his seat and raised his voice.

However, Cheon Bi-rang felt wronged. Cheon Se-min didn’t seem to be in the mood to listen to her and tell her everything.

“Tell me more. What did you touch and how did you touch it?”

The Princess Hwanhee that Cheon Se-min knew was truly a vicious, snake-like woman.

Especially, if you mess with his family, he will repay you several times over.

So no one treated the courtesans of the Palace of Hwanhee carelessly.

But Jihamirani. The successor of the secret palace, whom you would not mind putting in your eyes, was touched by the leader of the small cult.

What kind of nonsense is this?

Birang glanced around, then lowered his voice and answered cautiously.

“I don’t know the exact details because it happened inside, but I suspect it was not harmful.”

“for?”

“yes.”

Cheon Se-min, who was very anxious, asked urgently.

“What is it? What harm have you done? Tell me quickly.”

“It may be dangerous to say this, but considering that the leader of the small group was usually called a little ghost… … Yes, it is definitely what you expected.”

Cheon Se-min sat down on his haunches, which he had lifted from Birang’s seat, and became lost in thought.

“Then… … Princess Hwanhee is definitely not one to just sit back and watch. Hehe… … Hehehe! You were going wild like that and you didn’t even realize it was a beehive before poking it!”

Princess Hwanhee Han Soso. She is one of the few masters of the Demonic Sect known in the Central Plains by the nickname Baek Sa-hwa (White Snake Flower).

Ma Cheon-so foolishly shouted that he would go and find such a being.

“Little cult leader. Didn’t you say that Sangjae Palace isn’t the only place where you have capital? But what can I do? It’s not a rope, it’s a poisonous snake. Go somewhere and see. If you grab my trouser leg and beg, I’ll spare your life. Haha! No. Just let me die?”

“That… doesn’t seem right. Rather than letting him die, you should at least bring him back alive at the right time.”

Cheonbirang speaks in an unusual tone.

“why?”

“That’s… … There’s no reason to break the board, right?”

“Couldn’t we frame the Hwanhee Palace for treason and get rid of it?”

“In my opinion, I don’t think that’s right.”

Cheon Se-min looks around suspiciously.

Hana Cheonbi-rang was so calm and confident.

So, as always, I trusted him.

“Yes. Then Birang. You will stay secretly near the Palace of Hwanhee. And bring him back when the time is right. Oh, and you must never kill him. The value of trade goods is higher when they are fresh.”

“yes.”

“But I still have to pay for the fare, so I’ll do my part. Hahahaha! Send the gold bars to Somyeong Palace without anyone knowing!”

“yes-!”

Cheonbirang answers powerfully.

Cheon Se-min laughed loudly.

You have to wait until the end to find out who is more stupid.

The high-altitude battle is just beginning.

* * *

Meanwhile, at that time.

Eul Tae-sik, or rather Hyeol-ra’s group, who had gone outside were spending their time busier than expected.

As I walked a few steps around the palace, the stories I heard were endless.

A large number of people who left the parade gather again at Sangjae Palace and share their experiences.

For those trapped in the mountains, there was no better place to hear about the outside world.

“Damn it. I went all the way to Liaodong to go to Mashi (馬市) and barely managed to survive.”

Masi. This refers to a regular trading post held in the Central Plains to obtain good horses from the Northern Yuan Dynasty, as there were no good horses in the Central Plains.

“Hehe, why? Did you meet some Shaolin monks?”

“Hmph! If those bastards had caught me, they would be chanting in front of Yeomra.”

“Who was it that begged for mercy from the Nokrim guys last time?”

“Ahem! That’s… … That’s because I don’t want people to find out I’m a member of the cult. Well, anyway! Do you know what I saw there?”

“Okay, tell me quickly.”

“Don’t be surprised. As I was walking along the road, the hills in the distance started to turn black. I thought my eyes were tired from my wife’s nagging, so I closed them and opened them again!”

The intonation of his speech, the way he made a gesture of flicking his fingers against his eyes. He was truly a man of great eloquence.

Before he knew it, Hyul-ra, Ya-yul-tak, and Eul-ha-ryeong were waiting for his words without saying anything.

“It’s up?”

“A hundred thousand strong army swarmed like a pack of dogs!”

“Wow! A hundred thousand troops, what the heck! Those open land bastards must have come here to find something to eat on Mo Yong Se’s feast day.”

It is entirely possible that this could have happened, since Tianjin, where there was an open faction, and Liaodong, where there was a Murong faction, were right next door.

But the narrator continued speaking with a look of resentment on his face.

“Oh, it’s true! That’s what it is. That’s right! Minister of War Woo Gyeom. He was blocking Masi and blocking the area around Beijing like an iron wall, right? Why? The emperor disappeared, so his younger brother sat there? Anyway, that’s it.”

“Okay, man!”

Their conversation ended with the other person standing up from his seat.

The group also walked away with a lukewarm response.

What the Demonic Cult fears the most is not the righteous faction or the evil faction, but the imperial family. That’s why they must have thought he was just talking nonsense.

“If the Emperor sits down, he is not the master. Really?”

Yaryutak sat down on the floor and grumbled.

I’ve heard many stories, but I don’t like them very much.

“By the way… … I think the Oirat are acting strange these days?”

Eulharyeong came over and spoke very seriously.

Hana Yul-tak snorted and said it was no big deal.

“Do you believe what those people say? What is it that the Oirats lack that they are touching the Myonggyo?”

“But more than eighty percent of people say they were attacked by the Oirats.”

Hyul-ra nodded. Most of the things he heard while walking around were nothing more than dirty jokes, but the targets of these jokes were more than eighty percent Oirat.

“It’s all nonsense. Those who go around threatening people as soon as they open their mouths.”

“but…….”

Eulharyeong looked around, his words trailing off.

“Ugh… … .”

Then, this time, my eyes were caught by the terrible scream of a burning fire.

Looking ahead, I saw an old man wearing a tan uniform, half-collapsed against a pillar, clutching his chest.

I looked around and saw a small clinic with a line of sick people standing in front of it.

Eulharyeong couldn’t stay still and stepped forward.

“Excuse me, excuse me. Are you okay?”

“Does this… look… okay? This is… s**t… . Ugh… .”

How can you say such nonsense to someone who cares? Hyul-ra showed a cold expression, but Eul-ha-ryeong fidgeted and showed a look of regret.

Perhaps because he lived only in Birugol, he had a good nature that did not suit his religious beliefs.

“You don’t need to worry about someone like that.”

Hyul-ra said firmly.

“One, Father!”

“Hey. Don’t you know that sympathy is a luxury in the prestigious school? And looking at that kid, he’s definitely a piece of trash from the Taboo era. He had nothing better to do, so he came out to vote and got screwed, got screwed.”

Yul-tak clicked his tongue and flicked the ballot up and down.

The other person glared and replied.

“Shut up! Kkeuk! If only it weren’t for those damn Oirat bastards… … .”

“Hey, No-ttang. Speak properly. Why is Oirat here again? What? If you keep talking nonsense, you’ll end up in trouble in an instant. I’ll cut off your throat.”

Even though Yul-tak was threatening, the opponent spat on the floor and turned his head away.

It seemed like he was that resentful.

“Oirat are the ones who block the way to the four corners of the temple and then start stabbing people with their knives if they don’t like it. In the past, these guys would have been arrogant and haughty just because their leader isn’t here… … What on earth is the Blood Palace doing… … Ugh… … .”

“what…?”

“Shall I say that again? That’s what I’m saying: Those Oirat bastards come at me with knives in their mouths. Ugh… … . Here, in this side… … . Those bastards stabbed me in because I was looking at them! Shit! If only it had gone a little deeper… … .”

“Why them!”

“I don’t know, you little punk!”

The man barely managed to get up from his aching body and disappeared into the alley.

“Huh, really! That’s strange.”

Yul-tak muttered to himself, still not feeling well.

Eulharyeong couldn’t take his eyes off the alley, perhaps because he was worried.

And right then.

“They were all here.”

“Your Majesty!”

A deep voice that touches the heartstrings. A beauty that even black lipstick cannot completely hide. Ma Cheon-so has appeared.

“I guess I have a general idea of the situation. Should we go in and talk?”

He smiled faintly as he looked at the guest house right in front of him.