I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 278

Episode 278: Jeong and Ma. And the latter index (1)

The day after the martial arts competition.

After the preliminaries were over, the names of those who advanced to the finals were posted on a large poster in the central square of the Murim Alliance.

A huge crowd flocked to see this.

Joy and sorrow erupted everywhere.

"As expected, it's the death penalty! The common future Seo- Hopil! Seo Hopil!"

"Noisy… sir. But please forgive me just this once."

Someone cheered.

"Ah… Another failure… The martial arts competition is finally over… "

Someone was discouraged.

Most of them were not even sure about winning, and most of them were aiming for the main tournament.

You might ask what's so great about being one of the thirty-two, but once you step outside of the Murim Alliance, your life changes.

'I would like to be quiet. Everyone, please leave the guest room.'

'Who are you to tell me to do this and that? You little green brat… … .'

'Me? Go Man-chun, 27th place in the martial arts competition. Enjoying contemplation.'

'Great, great swordsman-!'

Becoming a celebrity wherever you go was a given.

Another thing was that if you made it to the main tournament, you would be granted the right to enter as a warrior of the Murim Alliance's Saryangdae.

It doesn't matter if the direct descendants of the Daemunpa do it or not, but for those who live without it, there was no such opportunity.

because.

'Where is the temple?'

'Anaksu tree from Jilin Province.'

'What's wrong with that woman? She's suspicious, catch her!'

'The 27th Blue Dragon is waiting!'

'Senior!'

Because judging one's origins is an eternal law that has been in effect throughout history.

Anyway, from today, a day of mixed emotions, until the third day before the main event, each person was given time to themselves.

And on the day the announcement was made, there was a place where a large number of reviewers gathered as usual.

It was a guest house inside a building reminiscent of a skyscraper.

Why are we gathered here?

Those who fell wanted to clink their glasses to feel sympathy for their fellow sufferers.

Those who climbed up did so to see the depressed later indices.

Why? To brag.

"Haha, Death Penalty! I sincerely congratulate you on making it to the finals."

"What's the big deal? Look. After a week or so, the Brain Sword will be mine. Haha!"

"Seo- Hopil. Seo Hopil."

"Haha. Stop it, kid. Stop waving your hands while carrying the bag."

"Seo- Hopil, Seo Hopil! Seo- Hopil, Seo Hopil!"

"Stop it? Don't try to elicit a response."

"Seo- Hopil! Seo Hopil! Seo- Hopil! Seo Hopil! All together! Seo- Ho……"

"Stop it, stop it! What the hell is this kid doing together?"

Seo Ho-pil, who appeared with a bang, waved his hand and shouted slogans without any notice, and looked around the guest house twice.

Then, a smile spread across his lips as if to ask when he had ever been angry.

Those bloodshot eyes staring at him. The subordinates who were so angry that they felt like they were going to die, but couldn't even utter a single word about Seo Ho-pil's name.

Yes, this is the taste.

'Haha. That's the difference between you and me. Feel free to criticize and look at me. As time goes by, I'll be in a place where I can't even make eye contact.'

It was truly satisfying. Seo Ho-pil nodded and leisurely swept the area around him.

'Hmm? Those are… … ?'

When his gaze fell on a group of people, his head froze.

It was because I saw familiar faces.

A polka dot and a girl with polka dots. And a girl and a boy who look like polka dots.

It was a Masadangpae.

'Hehe, judging by the bags under his eyes, it looks like he failed the preliminary round.'

Seo Ho-pil approached with brisk strides, the corners of his mouth raised.

"Where the hell did he go? He really didn't say anything?"

"Yeah. I just said I was going out for a bit…"

Dan Ye-hwa sighed deeply at Eul Ha-ryeong's words, which she had heard dozens of times.

The incense burner has disappeared.

Since he was such an elusive child, I didn't think much of him, but when a day passed and there was no news, I began to feel anxious.

"Did you happen to smell something here?"

Danyarang spoke cautiously. It makes sense. The reason he came to the Murim Alliance in the first place was to find Macheonso.

But thinking about it that way only made me more anxious.

"I have to find it. Where is this place? How dare you go out alone. And this is not the kind of child who has no news."

"Hwa. What about the martial arts competition? We'll look for it."

"No, I'll find it. I'll do it. You came because of me."

"but……."

“Don’t worry. I’ll definitely find it…….”

The moment Dan Yehwa raises her body.

"Judging by your expression, it looks like you failed the finals. Haha, that's your limit."

Seo Ho-pil approached with a sinister smile.

"You… are a rat?"

"Shut up, Spotted. How dare you talk to a sinner like me?"

"What? But does this kid miss Yeomra's face? Do you want to go see him now?"

Stop. Dan Ye-hwa raised her hand with a frown. With the incense tomb already gone, making a fuss is taboo.

"Kuuuuu, I thought they really got along well. Were they a master and a servant? Then what are they? Are they little ones? Haha! They're all different kinds."

Seo Ho-pil gestured toward the empty chair next to him as he continued to babble.

Druk. Then the priests quickly dragged him and placed him behind them.

Chuck. He crossed his legs in an arrogant manner and joined us without permission.

People around them only frowned at this injustice, but no one stepped forward to stop it.

Seo Ho-pil was a different person from them from the beginning.

"Hey, girl. I heard you opened the half-door completely. I didn't see it. Show me here."

Dan Ye-hwa stared at him, spitting out empty air. Her expression seemed to say, “What kind of a brat is this?”

"Who are you? Do you know me?"

"Oh, that seems shallow. Isn't that the wrong question? I don't know you, but you should know me."

"Why me."

"Because I am Seo Ho-pil."

What can I do? This guy is crazy. Dan Ye-hwa was more annoyed by the fact that her time was being wasted by a worthless guy than by his unpleasant words and actions.

"……I'll go and come back."

Dan Ye-hwa ignored Seo Ho-pil and walked away. Then.

"Sit down. I'm not done talking."

Sssssss. The priests of the communal faction blocked the area.

Dan Ye-hwa brushed back her flowing hair and looked down at Seo Ho-pil absentmindedly.

"Those eyes. Familiar. Have you come to admire me too? Take heart. How dare you… Ugh!"

Ssaeaeak! Seo Ho-pil was shocked. The fist that suddenly flew in was so fast. It was like an arrow shot right in front of his nose.

Paaang! The volume stopped right in front of my nose with a noise of air bursting out.

Creak, thud!

Seo Ho-pil, who fell backwards on his chair due to the wind pressure, blinked a couple of times as if he still couldn't believe it.

"Death penalty!"

Cheering! The priests belatedly raised their chairs and drew their swords one by one.

"What are you doing?!"

"Do you know who this person is?"

Dan Ye-hwa spoke softly to the common, rude reaction.

"Show me. How did you open the door? Is that okay?"

"This impudent bitch! Death penalty! What should I do? Report to the police immediately and lock her up in the brain prison…."

Clap, clap, clap. Seo Ho-pil, who had been sitting blankly, suddenly burst into applause.

"Wow. You're a really great woman."

The priests trembled as he spoke without any hesitation, as if his soul had been cast off.

Here we go again.

That little shit's lid is open properly.

Drumroll. Seo Ho-pil stood up, pushing the chair with his buttocks, and smiled at Dan Ye-hwa. Then he said.

"From now on. You are the sinner."

"……sinner?"

"If it was an attempt to get attention, it was fine. But it was too much. Your one action will put your entire family on the street, and your handsome hands will be so crippled that you can't even make a fist."

"…You, are you trash?"

"Kuuu. Trash…? Haha! You're the first woman to say that to me. It's a bit disappointing. If you looked worth seeing, I would have considered you a concubine. What can I do? The world is meant to cater to those who have, so you're a sinner for attracting my attention when you have nothing."

What the hell is this. This kid… … Should I just kill him?

It was at that moment that Dan Ye-hwa fell into serious thought.

"Infinite Life Buddha. Please prepare a seat for me. I beg you."

“No, even if you say that to me, Your Majesty… please step away from me.”

"I will pray here, Binseung! I will pray and pray again!"

"Why are you suddenly kneeling…."

A young man with a handsome appearance and a prostrating appearance appeared in the guest house.

The glances that had been passing by without thinking were gradually filled with shock.

"Shaolin Divine Fist…! Wu-o!"

He was the Shaolin monk Wuwu, known as the greatest scholar of his time.

"Muo Sohyeop knelt down?!"

At someone's shout, everyone's attention turned to the door.

Even Seo Ho-pil opened his mouth wide. No matter how I looked at it, it was a situation that I couldn't understand. And the person next to him was…

"Suhanseong?!"

"This is the Cheongseong Hyeoncheong Sword!"

It was Suhanseong, the great disciple of Cheongseong.

He too was flushed red and overcome with embarrassment.

'No, if you want to see the Lord, you can just go to Myunggak. Why me…?'

Seeing you with tears in your eyes, I wonder if you are really the person I know.

I've heard a lot about you, but it was our first meeting.

But why did you suddenly prostrate yourself?

"Huh? Young lady!"

Suhanseong, who had been feeling burdened by everyone's attention, waved happily when he saw Danyehwa.

For this moment only, she seemed like a savior.

"Su… Hanseong?"

"Haha, now you recognize me. It looks like you passed the finals. Congratulations."

"what?!"

Seo Ho-pil was shocked and excited again. Passing? This is so shallow… …?!

"Are you and your group here?"

"Not one, but the rest are correct."

You can tell who that one is just by looking at them.

Seo Ho-pil frowned when he saw Moo-oh following Dan Ye-hwa's passing news.

'This place is supposed to be for me today… … As you can see, you must have heard that I was here and rushed here. Why? Because you care about me that much.'

Yeah, no.

Just as the inn was bustling with noise, another typhoon struck.

Squeak.

"Sniff, sniff. Is this it? It stinks. I'm sleepy."

A Taoist monk walking towards you, nodding his head as if he were drunk.

"What, what the heck!"

The youngest priest of the Mudang Jeilgeom and another candidate for the championship. He was the Musimsu Hyeonmongso.

Following Seo Ho-pil, there are Su Han-seong and Moo-oh. And now there is Hyeon Mong-so. The most promising players of this martial arts competition have gathered in one place.

Step, step.

Even Hyunmongso was walking towards Danyehwa's seat.

"You were the one who tried to restrain me too?!"

Seo Ho-pil let out a sigh mixed with self-intoxication. Hana Hyeonmongso passed him by, and even Dan Ye-hwa passed by.

Then he stopped in an odd place and sniffed around.

"You. Stink."

Everyone's mouths opened.

The place he reached was… … .

"Huh? Me? Sniff sniff. I don't feel it."

A boy with innocent eyes burying his nose in my sleeve.

It was a short story.

"It's me. It smells like the dead."

"ha ha ha……."

Poke. Hyunmongso pressed his nose into Danya and Jeongsu-ri.

"What are you doing now?"

When Eulharyeong suddenly stood up and tried to push him away.

"It stinks. It stinks."

"don't do it!"

"The smell. The smell of a corpse."

"I said Bikira?"

Quickly dodge while keeping your nose pressed against the crown of your head.

It's truly amazing.

Dan Ye-hwa looked around the messy place and touched her forehead.

"Sohyeop. I really have to meet that person. I was so surprised yesterday that I couldn't even show my full potential. How shameful. Anyway, I've been longing to meet you since I heard about your bravery. So please… Immeasurable Life Buddha."

Mu-o continued to plead with Su-han-seong.

"My lady, have you eaten?"

Suhanseong smiled brightly and changed the subject.

"You guys passed. The state of the Murim Alliance is truly a sight to behold."

"Yeah, your mother's ten longevity."

"This little monkey?!"

"What the heck, you little rat."

Yul-tak and Seo-ho-pil exchanged pleasantries.

The later indices of the time are in one place but cannot be easily mixed up yet.

Their unexpected relationship was building up like that.

and…….

"Haha, all the most promising reviewers are gathered here."

The last man to appear was bursting into hearty laughter.

"Here, I'd like to treat you to a drink. Do you have some time?"

"you are……."

"Let me introduce myself to you. I am Yoon Jae-sang from Daesung Sangdan."

Genius Award joined.