I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 259

Episode 259: To the Murim Alliance

Central Plains, Southern Shaanxi Province

When the Sado-ryeon was heading to Jongnam Mountain.

A small inn located in a remote part of the south was suffering from unsuitable guests.

'It's heartbreaking to see someone who looks hurt yet affectionate… …

'Looking at her hair up, she seems to be a married woman… … Who on earth is this blessed person? Is she the one who saved the world?'

The glances here and there are unusual.

The place that caught the men's attention was definitely a woman.

At first glance, it looked a little out of place, but it exuded maturity and elegance.

She was wearing a jade hairpin on her head, and it looked like it had been quite a while since she had gotten married, as her hair was quite shiny.

If you look only at her up to this point, you might think she's a beautiful woman, but she has a strangely alluring charm.

This was unnatural.

His tired appearance made him feel like a wounded noble spirit, and his scarred hands continued to drink the strong liquor without stopping, even though he looked as if he would not be able to put a single sip of alcohol in his mouth.

Her every gesture was dignified, but her martial arts uniform was worn and shabby.

This unnatural appearance aroused the curiosity of the viewers and made their hearts beat faster.

But no one approached him.

The ignorant ones may not know her true colors, but they know that the thing propped up next to the table is a sword.

Even at first glance, it looked unusual, which made me keep my distance.

A strange scene unfolded in the inn, with a woman drinking alone while everyone was watching.

Squeak.

And then new guests came in.

"Hey, Haryeong. You were looking at that parasite bastard earlier."

"What are you talking about? Stop it. Someone, stop him."

"Should I dress up in tiger skin and dress up properly? Do you want to see a real parasite brother? You're dead, for real."

"He must be a very strong barbarian."

"Ah, let go! Look at that way of speaking? It's charming."

The five men and women who entered noisily attracted everyone's attention.

But it didn't last long, because he looked like just an ordinary young man.

In particular, the woman who came in first was not ordinary, but rather more like an ugly woman.

Her eyes were sunken, her lips were large, and her cheeks were pale, giving her the look of a gloomy and sullen woman.

There were quite a few who frowned, perhaps because they were so compared to the woman sitting alone in the middle.

Hana Chunyeo glanced around with indifferent eyes as if she had no interest in anything and sighed.

Why are there so many guests in this small inn? There are no seats.

"Let's go out."

"What? Go out? That's not it. I'm having a hard time. I can't go. I'm dying!"

"Even the incense burner dies!"

"These are……"

As the eavesdropper glared, the arrogant looking man and the plump woman both sat down on the floor.

"I told you not to follow me."

No matter how much she covered it, the fierce murderous intent radiated from the eavesdropper's eyes, as if it could not be hidden.

That's right.

It was a single-faced man and a Masadangpae with a face mask.

It was Yaryul-tak, Danya-rang, and Eulharyeong who hurriedly chased after Danye-hwa and Hyangmyo.

'If your Majesty is leaving, what good will it be if your most important subordinate does not go?'

'It must be a monkey you're raising.'

'Miss, there are no executioners, so I should stay by your side.'

'I'm going to protect you.'

'I'm sorry, Yehwa. But I can't just send you away. We're Masadangpae.'

'ha…….'

It had been less than half an hour since we joined.

It's a mess right now.

Dan Ye-hwa pressed her throbbing temples and let out a sigh.

Then, right behind him, a graceful tone rang out.

"If it's okay… sit down."

It was an unexpected proposal to join us. And the one who brought it up was a woman who was getting everyone's attention.

As Dan Yehwa turned her head to refuse, Yal Yutak and Hyang Myo had already taken their places.

"Oh, you're so beautiful even at heart! Can I fall in love with you?"

"Thank you, sis! I almost died from incense."

These… … . Have you forgotten what their identities were here? Dan Ye-hwa frowned, but perhaps because she was very tired, Eul Ha-ryeong and Dan Ya-rang also sat down.

"thank you."

"thank you."

In the end, Dan Ye-hwa let out a deep sigh and had no choice but to join them.

There were envious looks from those around.

"Drinking alone is no fun. Stop it!"

Before Dan Yehwa could even say hello, Yaryul Tak raised his hand and called Jeom So-yi.

Then, he continued talking nonstop, giving and receiving incense.

"One bowl of tangchori!"

"Five Uyukmyeon!"

"It's a shame to miss out on spring rolls."

"The dumplings at Kyungjangyuksa are delicious!"

"Get some broad-leaved wine and more yellow wine!"

I don't have money, I'll eat noodles. Dan Ye-hwa glared at the woman who was sitting there, then said awkwardly to her.

"If you feel uncomfortable, tell me. I will get up."

"not really."

The woman who invited me to join her smiled as if it didn't matter and handed me a glass of alcohol.

"Are you going to the martial arts competition?"

"How did you know?"

"hand."

When the woman glanced at her hand, Dan Ye-hwa nodded. She wasn’t holding a sword, but it seemed that she couldn’t erase the traces of her training.

Besides, it was quite understandable that this martial arts competition was designed for the later ranks of Yi Rip and below.

Dan Ye-hwa put away the glass that was handed to her and poured the entire bottle down without hesitation.

Ugh. Is this what you were eating? The alcohol was stronger than I thought, and my eyes slightly flinched.

"Whew, that doesn't seem to be a martial arts competition."

"Why? Are you listening?"

"No. Because you look strong."

Foot. The woman covered her mouth slightly and burst into laughter.

Dan Ye-hwa thought deeply. She was truly a strange woman. How could she live with such tired eyes?

A woman who, at first glance, seemed to have grown up in a noble family.

It felt like I was living, breathing, without any attachment to the world.

What worries me more is…

'Strong. Really.'

As a fellow woman, she had a strong scent of mastery that made me feel like I could never catch up with her in my entire life.

That's why the woman's lower body also looked natural.

"Why do you want to go to the martial arts competition?"

"To join the alliance. It's obvious. It's a good opportunity for those who don't have a family or a clan."

"Why do you want to come to the Murim Alliance?"

"Are you asking questions?"

Foot. The woman burst into laughter again. But her empty eyes remained the same. It seemed like it had been a long time since she had laughed like that.

A woman who looks terribly lonely.

Dan Ye-hwa added, her gaze uncharacteristic of her.

"I'm just… curious. How is the Murim Alliance doing? Are they living as well as I've heard? Are they really happy there? That's just it. There are people I have to find."

"My lord?"

When Dan Ye-hwa nodded as if he had nothing to hide, the woman took the bottle of alcohol in front of her and poured it into her mouth.

Ugh. It's poisonous just by looking at it. Dan Ye-hwa shook her head.

"Even if you join the league, don't apply to the Pungryongdae."

"why?"

The woman smiled self-deprecatingly at Dan Ye-hwa's question.

What is it? I wonder. While Dan Yehwa makes a pained expression.

Creak. A new customer came in. The woman stood up, holding a sword.

And then he said softly.

"You'll be disappointed."

Crunch!

"Take it!"

A cruel noise echoed through the guest room, and with a thud, the man who had just entered fell to the floor, clutching at my neck.

It was not even visible when the sword was drawn. It just flashed.

Ohhhhh! While those around her belatedly saw this and groaned in frustration, the woman grabbed the corpse's head and muttered in a tired tone.

"Cha Il-gon, the color horse of Hyangju. You are hereby executed immediately by the authority of the Murim Alliance. If you have been wronged… you should not have committed a crime."

What the hell are you, you? Dan Ye-hwa looked at the woman with a blank expression.

"Awesome… I fell in love with Hyangmyo!"

"Wow, that's hot?"

While Hyang-myo and Yal-tak were arguing without any notice, the woman went out of the inn.

Dan Ye-hwa followed her as if possessed. Then she called out to her urgently.

"hey."

The woman turns around. Her hair flutters in the wind. Her eyes are still empty.

"That guy. I hope you find him."

Why? I don't know why, but those words felt particularly sad. I suppressed my pent-up emotions and asked.

"what's your name?"

The woman smiled and then suddenly left.

Dan Ye-hwa stayed there for a long time, her last words playing over and over in her head.

'Namgung Yena.'

The grand princess of the Namgung family, considered the greatest of the five great families of the Central Plains, and a woman known as Geomhwa.

And… …she was one of the Five Stars of the Wind Dragon and the fiancée of Yang Jagak.

It was Namgung Ye-na and Dan Ye-hwa's first meeting.

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Central Plains Shanxi Martial Arts Alliance

The martial arts world was turned upside down. No, Shanxi was in an uproar.

It was because a meeting between the affiliated sects was held ahead of the martial arts competition.

It was the first time since the leader left the alliance to recuperate.

There were usually a lot of people coming and going, but now there was no room to set foot.

It was on a completely different level from the upper level general meeting.

"This is the information I barely managed to obtain, but I heard that Shaolin is also participating this time."

"Huh! I heard it comes from a shaman too. I wonder who will win."

There was already debate over who would win the upcoming competition, and it was not uncommon to see stakes up for grabs.

There was one more reason why interest was particularly hotter than usual.

"I heard that the Lord of Sacheon will personally be watching the martial arts competition this time."

"Ohh… Aren't you the hero who drove out the Apostles!"

Sacheonhoe was formed by the union of Cheongseongpa, Amipa, and Tangmun.

Rumors of their arrival have already spread to every corner of the alley.

It was easy to guess that the area in front of the Murim Alliance was full of hair for three days and nights, as people gathered to see each other's faces at least once.

Waaaaah-!

And then the long-awaited Sacheonhoe appeared.

"Whaaaaaah-! It's a hundred-year-old Amihoryang incident!"

"It's the procession of the Cheongseongpa Jangmunin and Cheongseong Yukdo!"

"The Central Plains are blessed!"

The heat that had been quenched by the wait soon boiled over again.

And when the Tang Dynasty procession, with order blending into the chaos, appeared in the rear ranks, the dragon finally struck the mark.

"Do, Dokjeol… Dangjoha! Not the head of the household, but the head of the supreme household has arrived!"

"The tenth day of the world!"

"Then the one wearing the black hat is the Sacheonhoeju……!"

Wow! The loud cheers were so loud that even the sound of horse hooves was drowned out.

"What is there to see that makes you all gather here?"

The impression he was making suddenly became frowning. Ma Cheon-so responded with a sly smile.

“Are you uncomfortable? You didn’t have to walk.”

"Huh, but isn't this your first time stepping foot on the Murim Alliance? I can't let those rascals underestimate me. Why aren't you nervous?"

"Should I do it?"

"No, of course anyone… Okay. Hey, you heartless bastard."

On the outside, he's always grumbling, but he still cares about his people.

Ma Cheon-so let out a hollow laugh and turned his gaze to the sign hanging at the entrance beyond his pressed-up black lips.

【Jeongdo Murim Alliance】

After going around and around, I finally came back here.

It was a long time, and a long wind. But I was so emotional that I didn't feel any emotion.

Rather, his mind was calmer and his eyes were colder.

What was once my whole life now feels like a foreign thing.

I continued to ride amidst cheers and finally passed the signboard and entered the Murim Alliance.

Chuck! Then the warriors of Meng took the lottery and blocked the road.

"It is an honor to meet you, Your Majesty. May I ask for your honorable name?"

As Ma Cheon So glanced down, the warrior's intelligent eyes turned towards him.

This is a common ritual performed when an unidentified person first visits the Murim Alliance.

I looked around for Musa without answering. When I looked at the sword on his waist, there was a familiar badge hanging on the handle.

Wind Dragon Corps.

His head tilted. The Four Dragons, the core force of the Murim Alliance, were the gatekeepers. And the Four Dragons were the ones who only carried out dangerous missions at the front lines.

It was strange. At that time, I was lost in my doubts.

"That's why the likes of Pungryongdae shouldn't go out to the door. You have to ask while looking at the person you're talking to. Tsk tsk… It's been a while, old man. I'm Mokgija (木器子)."

A neutral tone came from behind. When I turned my horse's head, I saw a middle-aged Taoist with smooth skin and no beard.

As Ma Cheon-so stared blankly, Dang Jo-ha, who was standing next to him, stuck his head out and whispered as if telling everyone to listen.

"He's a guy with a big mouth and a shiny face, so don't worry about him."

"Haha, old man. You've bought not only your mouth but also your ears. You're still as interesting as ever. I see a new wild flower blooming among the familiar cotton, so I guess you're the head of the household. I'm Elder Mokgija of the Kongdongpa (崆峒派)."

Cotton, what? They're just old things.

Dang Jo-ha grumbled and turned his head away, and Mok-gi-ja took the lottery ticket from Ma Cheon-so.

It seemed that he was already well acquainted with the leaders of the Sacheonhoe.

Reporter.

Although his smiling face seemed to be full of shameless boasts, his name was not so light.

He was the eldest of the five elders, the Gongdong Five Elders, who had equal distribution and authority in the Gongdongpa.

What he was most widely known for was his nickname, “Death by the Mouth, Life by the Mouth.”

Kill with your mouth, live with your mouth.

The shepherd had a wide network of connections and his words were powerful. No wonder there was a saying that his words could travel a thousand miles.

But the shepherd took the lottery ticket first. It was a show of respect to the Sacheonhoeju.

This was also the reason why Umuja and Baekryo did not specifically point out the rudeness that they had intruded during the conversation between them and the warriors of Pungryongdae.

"Hey, my arm is about to fall off. Please be polite and greet me. Your Majesty."

When Ma Cheon-so responded with silence, Mok-gi-ja added his words wittily.

The Pungryongdae warrior who had been asked for his identity took a step back with a solemn expression on his face, as if he was used to this situation.

Although no one wrote it down separately, the sense of being chosen as a citizen through distribution has been naturally established over a long period of time.

Sigh. The corners of Ma Cheon-so's mouth went up.

'Since when did examples become their own?'

Things I had never felt before come to me anew.

Let's take a quick look around. There are many eyes telling us to hurry and respond to the reporter's greeting.

Because that's polite.

Because that's the law.

Because that's the political party.

I guess so.

"This is Mr. Ma from Haewoogak."

A friendly introduction flowed from Ma Cheon-so’s mouth.

But… … .

"Ah, yes… Thank you for confirming, Daehyeop… "

Ma Cheon-so's gaze was directed at the Pungryongdae warrior, not the woodcutter.

The first day I set foot in the Murim Alliance, troubles began to appear.