I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 260

Episode 260: Not Yet

'Who were you greeting just now? Would you have left me behind and greeted a lowly warrior?'

The shepherd's eyebrows twitched and the veins on his forehead rose.

I looked at him in bewilderment, but Ma Cheon-so only nodded once and turned his head away. He didn’t say anything. He just walked away.

"Haha… I guess it's your first time seeing Maeng… so you're a little shy?"

Although Umuja tried hard to recover, it was already too late.

"Wow… You've got an interesting person as your host, Jang Moon-in."

A very young cub is talking so arrogantly. You can hear what he's saying without even having to listen.

"Huh, Elder Mok. That's not it……"

"I'll go first."

The shepherd walked away without looking back, his heart full of complaints.

"This is really… This is becoming difficult. I just happened to meet a shepherd…"

Umuja stretched out her poor hand into the air and expressed her regret. Then Dang Joha looked up and down as if she felt sorry.

"What are you so worried about? That bastard, my shepherd, has been meddlesome to the poor by arguing about their family and clan ever since. I've been meaning to give him a beating. I feel so relieved."

"Elder. No matter what, there are rules for the political party……"

"Go! The distribution is the same, so what's the problem?"

"I'm worried that since everyone is so interested in you, there will be a lot of unnecessary gossip."

"This is why being young is good. Tsk tsk. I don't have to worry about petty gossip like Jang Moon-in and hide my face, right?"

"Your Majesty!"

Under the leading party, Umuja scratched his head. Baekryo nodded as if he understood.

Who doesn't know that the shepherd is always ignoring the innocent soldiers?

But if not just one but a majority of people do it, then it soon becomes a custom and the right thing to do.

This is especially true if it has been maintained for a long time.

"Jang Moon-in, please go quickly. To avoid a bigger disaster while you are here, shouldn't we stay by Hweju's side? Amitabha."

"Master… Am I shaking right now?"

"Please correct it."

"Let's go."

Two days before the opening of the martial arts competition.

Sacheonhoe has finally entered the Murim Alliance.

*

The Murim Alliance, which represents the degree, was different from others in its size.

There was even a joke that if you walked along the wall in the east with the sun to the right of your head, when you reached the west, the sun would be to the left of your head.

I don't know if that's true, but it was definitely bigger than most places.

At the northern end of the center was a pavilion called Yonggak where the leader stayed, and to the south, on the right was a rock pavilion where soldiers stayed, and on the left was a famous pavilion where guests stayed.

And going down again, the four dragons, Cheongryongdae, Pungryongdae, Hwaryongdae, and Biryongdae, which are called Saryongdae, are lined up in a row.

Even this was a huge scale, and with everything from guest houses for those coming and going, to a blacksmith shop, a doctor's office, and a prison, and even a large village to the south, it would not be strange to call it a castle.

"You punk, what do you know that makes you go alone?"

Ma Cheon-so, who was riding leisurely, glanced over his shoulder and saw Dang Jo-ha following behind him.

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you know how big the Murim Alliance is? Do you want to hear that the world's greatest Sacheonhoeju got lost and wandered around as soon as he arrived? Tsk tsk. The place you need to go right now is… "

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Go! It's a famous place! Yes, famous place… that bad guy."

Phew! As Ma Cheon-so burst into laughter, Dang Jo-ha spoke with a look of resentment on his face, matching his pace with his horse.

"Did you know that?"

"yes."

"You came all the way here with your brother?"

"No, I heard it."

"Hmm… Since my brother was a layman, he probably wouldn't have come to Myeonggak."

Ma Cheon-so shrugged his shoulders. In times like this, he pretends not to know.

He licked his lips again, paused for a moment, and then turned his gaze into the distance.

"You didn't come here to scold me. Go ahead. I'll take it."

"Huh, what did this guy think of private tutoring? Why am I scolding you?"

"Then why are you so fat? Does your stomach hurt?"

"Go! Just now… you did well!"

Ha, Ma Cheon-so opened his mouth in bewilderment.

"What did you do well?"

"I'm talking to the reporter. Those leaders of Jeongdo should know shame at their age. What are they going to do when they treat even the warriors who protect the kingdom with contempt? Tsk. Remember. We exist because of the people. They are the roots of Jeongdo."

"Isn't it usually the other way around?"

"Go! If that's the case, then you should know that. Where are you talking back to? If the same situation comes up, act like you did today."

"I don't think anything good will come out of it."

"This private tutor also suffered countless criticisms, but never once did he bow his head."

"Is that something you say to a bastard, telling him to just hang around?"

"That's what the guy who was giving me a hard time said."

"haha."

Ma Cheon-so laughed heartily.

It felt strange. Since ancient times, it has been said that the Tang family walks a strange tightrope between the government and the state.

It was because he treated others indiscriminately and was free-spirited.

Among them, I heard a lot of sarcastic remarks that I was a member of the Sapa faction.

In the past, it was acceptable, but now, the political parties that determine the ranking by distribution and treat each other differently based on background feel even more vulgar.

"But, did you leave all the losers behind?"

Tang Zhao's words woke me up and straightened my focus. Those losers. I'm talking about Haewoo-gak's family.

"I'll be staying nearby."

"Tsk tsk. Since you came all the way here, why don't you come with me? When will we get another chance to come here?"

Ma Cheon-so smiled bitterly. Hae Woo-gak is full of people who would be in trouble if their identities were discovered.

Isn't that the case even with Ma Cheon So? Even if no one here has seen him in person, his status is that of a demonic cult leader.

Of course, even if it was revealed, I was confident.

What was unfortunate was Mo Yong-hui.

'How about we go together?'

'No, this time, let's go alone.'

'Why? You can't go far anyway. Have you forgotten? You can't escape from me.'

'That's a bit strange. Anyway, I'll stay near you. I'll be there when you call. But I won't go inside the Murim Alliance.'

'So why?'

‘… … I hope it remains as a memory.’

'Whew.'

'Just until you make a decision. Do it that way.'

Mo Yong-hui lost many emotions after becoming the Heavenly Demon.

However, there was still a lot of attachment to the political party. It was inevitable.

It wasn't like Ma Cheon So had forgotten everything either.

My father, Yang Tae-hong. My sister, Yang So-hye. Dang Jo-ha, who is with me now, and other close friends.

and…….

"grandfather?"

The wind was blowing gently and a beautiful voice was strangely lingering in my ears.

Ma Cheon-so's pupils dilated and he slowly lowered his head.

It felt like time had stopped.

A worn-out uniform with hair tied up. Still beautiful despite the passage of time.

My mouth fell open and my mind became hazy.

How. You are here.

Distant memories suddenly come flooding back and swirling around in my head.

'It's Yena. Namgung Yena.'

Sarang. The wind was blowing on the day I first met her at Pungryongdae.

The scorching sun that makes you thirsty, the musty smell of smoke in the smokehouse, the heavy panting of your breath.

Everything was the same. The moment I saw her, the sound of a refreshing breeze lingered in my ears, and the scent of flowers outside the window permeated my nose.

'Quantum angle.'

When I said my name and extended my rough hand, that was how their relationship began.

*

She was a monopoly.

He endured the harsh training with a smile, and on the day of the match, he did not tolerate defeat.

She was always angry.

'Why, did I lose again?'

'I know.'

'I'll win next time.'

'I've never lost before?'

'I was like that too. Until I came here.'

'I've never lost here either.'

'Next time… …let's meet again.'

Every time I turned around, it felt like a cold wind was scratching my chest. I didn't know why I was angry.

On days when there was a rainstorm, we had to fight as if we were going to kill each other.

Then one day. There was a day when I lost for the first time by just one point.

'I lost.'

'I won.'

'It was really great.'

'Aren't you… angry?'

'Yeah, it's fun. Huh, should I be the one?'

'… … Let's do that, buddy.'

This time I didn't know why, but the cold wind didn't blow anymore.

I felt good.

That day.

We became friends while sharing a drink.

She hated going to Sega. She said it was because her father, the head of the household, demanded that she live a sacrificial life as a woman for the sake of the family.

He said that he applied to Pungryongdae because he thought he could travel far away here.

As time went by, little by little, they got to know each other, and then Murong Hui, Chun Gai, and Dang Pyeong San joined them.

The five always laughed together and hung out together.

Everything was good.

It was the happiest moment.

But this did not last long, as plunder and war began to rage in the Central Plains.

The Pungryong Unit, which has to take on all kinds of dangerous missions such as rescue, infiltration, supply, and annihilation, is increasingly falling into crisis.

As the number of returning members decreased, we also took away a little bit of each other's laughter.

Then one day, during a reconnaissance mission, she fell into a trap and the two of them were left in a desperate situation.

'If we survive this, when everything is over… … do you want to do it with me? Lover.'

Gently. The wind blew again.

The bleak tomorrow. The disgusting smell of blood has disappeared and the scent of flowers has returned.

It was only then that I realized that everything was the same, yet everything was different.

The moment I saw her, I saw her differently.

That's how we shared our love.

From friends to lovers.

But the spring wind did not blow again. The situation in the central plains worsened, and only the bloody wind blew fiercely among the dying members.

'I will forget you when I die. So don't love me too much. I will repay you.'

Even when sharing love, you have to think about the afterlife.

I hated it so much that one time I told myself to drop everything and leave.

'Don't give up. You… … are giving it to me.'

She laughed heartily and shook her head. That's how she continued her dangerous relationship between colleague and lover.

'Even if we die, we will only be sad for one day. Because the wind does not disappear even if it is cut.'

We thought that restraint was more considerate than expressive.

We did.

And I… …was poisoned.

'Namgung Yena… … How is she?'

'You died and went straight back to Sega. I heard you had a wedding.'

As time passed and he heard news of her from Murong Hui in Cheonsan, he felt relief rather than regret.

I hoped she would forget about Pungryongdae and live a little better.

Just an ordinary life in Sega, like any other woman.

So I forgot about her.

But why are you standing here?

Why are you acting like that… … .

*

"Aren't you Yena?"

"I hope you're well. I'm sorry I haven't been able to visit you often."

"That's it. We both know how hard it's been since he left."

As Dang Jo-ha and Namgung Ye-na were talking, Ma Cheon-so barely managed to pull himself together and press down on Heuk-rip.

Not yet.

"Oh, say hello. This child is……."

"I will go."

"Go! Where are you going… No, this guy?!"

Ma Cheon-so kept his mouth shut and pulled the reins.

I could hear muttering behind me, but it didn't even reach my ears.

Not yet.

Namgung Yena. Why is she here in the Murim Alliance? Why is the Wind Dragon Sect's badge attached to her sword?

I should have known.

His eyes turned cold.