I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 282

Episode 282: Dark Dragon Lord

The Sword of the Flower Island, Yauljin.

As time passed, his appearance did not change.

Rather, even though I am at an age where I should be looking at my 40s, I feel like I have gotten younger.

"I heard you called."

Unlike Zhuge Liang, who expressed his delight, Yeolujin gave an extremely formal answer.

"You're still the same."

Jegalmun Deng erased his smile and returned to his original seat.

It wasn't an expression of regret. It was just that the excitement came and went quickly because the emotions were dull. It was the same as before.

"Do you know what's happening in the Central Plains right now?"

"……."

Without answering, Yuljin moved to sit in front of Jegalmun.

"It's reassuring to see that you don't know anything either."

"Is it long or short?"

“Isn’t everything originally meant to be good for some and bad for others?”

"……."

"Jongnam, Gongdong, and Hyeongsan. Three places were destroyed."

"……Is that so?"

Even at the news that the Daemun sect had been destroyed, Jegalmundeng glanced at him and nodded.

"One of them is definitely the work of the Apostles… but I can't guess the other one. Would you please find out?"

"I will do that."

"Find out before the martial arts competition ends. Be quiet."

"Quietly, please."

“You didn’t know that either. Let’s just let things happen naturally. Hehe.”

Yuljin had a gut feeling that something bad was going on at the hands of Zhuge Liang and others.

If it's Jongnam, Gongdong, or Hyeongsan, then they're probably like his family…

"You can't silence everyone."

"That's not your job. There are others who can silence you."

"What about the Western District?"

"That will be sorted out by the mother pigeon."

Gumo? Yaluljin narrowed his eyes at the unfamiliar word. It was clear that his head was saying it was impossible, but Jegalmundeng's eyes were filled with conviction.

"You must find out. If you don't give the answer to Myeongsuk when you get there, there will be chaos."

Confusion? The Three Gates have been destroyed. The calamity has already begun. They are simply committing the sin of hiding the secrets of the Central Plains in order to secure victory.

"Would that be okay?"

Hana Yuljin asked him back without hesitation, as if she was used to this kind of thing.

I thought that there were people everywhere who were causing chaos. Whether it was the Myunggyo or the Murim Alliance.

Jegalmun muttered with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"It's so easy to communicate with you. If everyone were like you, I might have been different too."

He handed me a letter from his bosom.

There are many sects and factions listed. There are some that are neutral, but most of them belong to the Murim Alliance or are close to the political factions.

Yaluljin took it, glanced at it once, and then burned it in one breath with Samadhi Jinhwa.

Okay then.

"Erase it."

Kung! Unbelievable words came out of Jegalmun.

Jiwoorani. The man who is the acting leader said to destroy the people of the same faction.

"Whether it's the Sadolyeon, the Manakmun, or the Demonic Cult. It doesn't matter where. Erase it like they did."

It was something I couldn't understand at all. Even though we joined forces, it wasn't enough, so we ended up harming our own people.

It was a trick to use the confusion to direct all the swords of anger the crowd would send in the direction I wanted.

It was obvious that the Murim Alliance, filled with resentment, would naturally do as he wished if he could just clearly present the target.

Of course, the sins he committed will be buried soon.

"All right."

But Yaluljin nodded without wondering or asking about it.

As expected, this means that it's not the first or second time that this has been done.

"Don't forget. The blood you shed will make the Central Plains stand upright."

"……I will go."

As soon as Yuljin disappeared into the path he had come from, the wall closed again.

* * *

Ma Cheon-so and Dang Jo-ha set off on their way. They were heading to the rock carvings at the call of Jegalmun and his men.

"Who else is coming?"

Dangjo glanced at the wandering Ma Cheon So and asked in passing.

"no."

"Is it because of Chun-gae and Hyeon-yang?"

Ma Cheon-so looked closely at Dang Jo-ha. Even though he didn’t say anything, he seemed to be very interested in who he was with.

"They're okay guys."

It wouldn't be common for Tang Zhao to be so critical. It seems like the two of them had good personalities.

하긴, 춘개가 지랄 맞은 개새끼이긴 해도 정도를 아는 자였고, 현양은 심성이 곧기로 정평이 자자했다.

Even from an objective standpoint, Ma Cheon-so wasn't all that bad.

"The two guys have opposite personalities, but they got along exceptionally well since they were young. They used to laugh at each other, saying, 'The begging Taoist and the giving beggar.'"

It seemed to be talking about the incident where Hyun-yang ran away from Mt. Mudang when he was ten years old.

Judging from the tone of his speech, he seemed to know a lot about Hyeonyang.

but.

'There's no way you didn't know that Jeon Dae Mu Dang Jeil Geom Wi Heo Do In and Wi So Cheong were brothers. You almost got caught in a place you didn't need.'

Ma Cheon-so asked without showing any emotion.

"Hyeonyang and Chun-gae. Were they close?"

"We were close. We got along well after we first met when I was ten. That kid, Hyeonyang, would often go to Beijing to get food. Later on, it seems like he didn't run away, but came out of his own accord."

I didn't know we were that close. Well, I first met Chun-gae after I enlisted in the Pungryongdae, so I don't know everything that happened before that.

"Hana Chun-gae must have become distant after entering Pungryongdae. He must have been secretly upset because the guy who always went to that place was no longer there."

He nodded. He probably thought it was nothing serious and couldn't bring it up easily. However, his heart was different, so he naturally grew distant.

Looking back, it seems like Hyun Yang-man drew a line with Chun-gae to some extent.

"If Hyunyang had not stayed in Samun and entered Pungryongdae, he would have gotten along well with that guy."

"I wonder."

"huh?"

Ma Cheon So stopped walking and glanced at the sky. Ppieaeaeaeae! The sound of hawks crying was heard unusually often.

"I have a place to go for a bit."

"What are you talking about all of a sudden? What about the rock carving?"

"It'll be done in no time."

"No, this guy…."

When Ma Cheon-so turned around and disappeared without even listening to the answer, Dang Jo-ha let out a sigh.

"Did you go see Hyeonyang and Chun-gae? You've grown attached to them. Well, you keep calling me your private tutor and being so entangled with me… Tsk."

*

Yaluljin walked ceaselessly through the underground passage, as if he was accustomed to the darkness without any light.

And at the end of it, a place filled with murky water appeared. A gourd was floating on a rope that had fallen from above in the puddle.

It was an abandoned well. The abandoned well was the entrance to the underground passage of the Murim Alliance.

Yaluljin looked up once and then jumped lightly.

Pot! Then, like a ray of light, it shot up and went out.

As its name suggests, it was a truly wondrous divine power.

Just looking at this, I could feel how big the gap is between the past and present.

Ppieaaaaaaak! As he came out of the well, Baek-eung roared happily and landed on his wrist.

Yaluljin stroked the beak and spoke softly.

"Taehwa."

Then, a woman with a pair of swords and a black mask appeared from the bushes outside the wall of the Murim Alliance, looking fierce as if she was about to go to war.

It was Taehwa, the great lord of Baekmu Chilgi-dae.

"I have to go to Jongnam."

He commanded.

"Order, follow."

In response to her answer, Yaluljin walked forward leisurely without even looking at her.

Taehwa roared with a sharp gaze.

"let's go!"

Yes-! Then, with a shout full of military discipline, dozens of warriors pour out from the two bushes at once.

Warriors in pure white uniforms.

They were the vassals of the Yelul family who were raised in Baekmu Chilgi-dae and Daeyo-mun.

Each and every one of them has an extraordinary spirit that is beyond compare.

I dare say that the aura of this was even higher than that of the Murim Alliance's Saryongdae. If the previously mentioned Dark Dragons were well-forged famous swords, then it would not be strange to call these divine swords.

It would not be an exaggeration to call him the sword of the military.

'Was there something in the Central Plains that the military could not have predicted?'

Yaluljin had doubts in his mind.

The matter was not much different from other times.

Zhuge Liang called him and gave an order.

But the tide has turned.

Up until now, everything had been planned by Jegalmun and others, but this time, it felt as if he had intervened and was forcing the plan.

Even though it may seem like nothing, Yaluljin didn't miss it.

'It's not like him to be drawn to a rigged board. He must have been aware of it, and did someone make him do it?'

Yeol-Jin was a man who had crossed over to the Central Plains and truly felt how narrow the Tian Shan was.

There were times when I felt my limitations among the many experts.

However, no matter how hard I tried, there was only one mountain that I felt I could not overcome. It was Jegalmun.

He who sits on the west mountain, moves the world.

This wasn't just a matter of martial arts or brains. His reputation, power, position, and connections. All of these had to come together for it to be possible.

But for the first time, he got involved in a game other than the one I had planned.

'Is it a coincidence? Or is it the appearance of a rival who can rival the greatest hero of all time?'

I swallowed a laugh. Well, what does that have to do with anything?

Since I had received the order, all I had to do was uncover the whole story of the strange incident occurring in the Central Plains.

While he was lost in his shallow worries, Yuljin Il-sun's eyebrows twitched.

Then, raise your clenched hands and then open them wide.

Papa Pot!

The Taehwa and Musas who had been following him scattered in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

"Just wait."

Pot! In no time, Yuljin only said a short word and flew away like a ray of light.

It was because he felt a faint, provocative aura emanating from him.

'fast.'

He was a famous student and received martial arts training from his father, Yelütian. He was now at a level where he could conquer the world.

But the opponent kept moving away whenever he could get his tail tangled, and no matter how much he raised the stakes, the gap did not narrow easily.

After running for a long time, I finally met him at a remote mountainside with no people.

'Did you lure me?'

A man wearing black uniform turns around. He doesn't move any further even though there is clearly a path leading up.

Shhhhhh. A cold wind. A gloomy atmosphere. He, who is usually calm, became tense without realizing it.

Pfft …

Baek-eung, who followed behind, roared as if giving a warning.

He turned around leisurely.

"I saw that guy and thought it was impossible… but it was you."

Jiiing! A grinding sound like iron passed through Yaluljin’s head. The corners of his eyes twitched, and his lips were tightly shut.

How. The author is here… … .

How many times in my life have I been surprised like this?

I don't know for sure, but probably today, this moment, will be one of the five best moments of my life until I die.

A person who was thought to be dead… … came back alive.

"Little leader……"

Ma Cheon So. That was it.

"It's been a while."

In a completely unexpected place.

A being that is completely unimaginable.

Came to me.

"Why… here…."

“That’s what I wanted to ask. The eldest son of the Blood Palace goes in and out of the Murim Alliance without even a mask… How interesting.”

The surprise was short-lived. Yaluljin’s eyes calmed down. He was that cautious.

I controlled my emotions and observed Ma Cheon-so's expression.

'It's like… … I've gone back in time.'

The corners of the mouth are clearly smiling, but the eyes are empty and show no emotion.

A cold breath that seems like it could cut through anything.

He was different from the last time I remembered him, when he was nineteen.

'A place where we understand each other, feel sympathy for each other, and share romance in the short break called life. That's Jungwon.'

The one who appeared before me wearing a mask. Black Star.

When he heard that his true identity was that of a cult leader, Yaluljin could not believe his ears.

I barely nodded my head at the additional comment that I had lost my memory.

But the current appearance is… … .

'Have you regained all your memories?'

It was closer to my childhood when I was called the little devil.

No, it felt even more dangerous than that, like the source of a completed demon.

Ma Cheon-so said with a sly smile.

"How about coming out to the central plains? Did you find the answer you were looking for?"

The answer he wanted. Yaluljin remembers vividly what he meant by that.

'If you try to envy the Central Plains, you won't find the answer you want in the end. If you're curious, just go in and look. You just have to find a way to be together.'

'There's no way that's possible… … .'

'Wouldn't it be possible if it could change?'

It was a conversation I had with him on the way back from Oirat.

And the answer to that is… … .

"Looking for it."

Yaluljin drew a line and said.

He himself is no longer a famous person.

I was looking for it as he said.

Become the Dark Dragon Lord of the Murim Alliance.

So I gave up on the example. If I were told to return to Myeonggyo, I would be prepared to draw my sword right here and now.

But Ma Cheon-so didn't seem to care at all, just smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"Really? That's good."

"Is that… all?"

Did I see something wrong?

"What. Do you need more?"

"……."

"I just called you because I was happy to see you. It's not good for us to be noisy with each other. This isn't Cheonsan."

"……."

"Oh, and thank you for helping me back then."

"What are you talking about?"

"For allowing my father to enter Tian Shan from the Western Regions."

My eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. Judging from his aura, he must be a little devil, but from what he said, it didn't seem like that was the case.

"I only made a promise to you."

"You treated her? Her name was… Taehwa, I think? How is she? She seems to be interested in you."

"……."

"Well, we're not in a position to have that kind of conversation."

As Ma Cheon-so shrugged his shoulders, this time Yal-jin asked with hardened eyes.

"Tak. How is that kid…?"

Yul-tak. His eyes, calling my younger brother, were filled with longing for a moment.

Ma Cheon-so shook his head.

"Looking for it."

"I see……"

The two fell into silence without much conversation. Ma Cheon-so nodded briefly and continued walking.

"You're both busy, but the conversation has become so long. Well… take care."

Jeobok. Ma Cheon-so walked out, brushing past Yul-jin.

I didn't understand.

Why don't you catch it?

Could it be that he also abandoned Mingyo when he left Cheonsan?

"Little leader……"

Yaluljin muttered as he looked at the place where he had disappeared.

"Please don't see me again."

It's a relationship that has passed. I don't want to be entangled with it anymore.

The sky, covered with clouds, looks ominous for some reason.

Yaluljin steeled his resolve and disappeared.