I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 295

Episode 295 That kid is a fox

"The world… ten days?"

Yeomno asked in a dull tone. As far as he knew, there was no one else in the Central Plains with this much power.

"I don't think you're that old yet."

"no?"

"I am Namgung Yena, the Lord of the Wind Dragons."

Yeomno shook his head. A woman like that is just a daeju. Is this the power of the Central Plains?

"That girl behind me is my older sister. Who is she?"

"Sister……"

"……You're not really So-hye. Why did you come after us?"

Yeom-no scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment. Judging from the situation, the two seemed to be quite close. In other words, Yang So-hye was not in danger.

But I couldn't just go back. Every incident happens once in a while.

Phew. Yeomno let out a sigh and turned his gaze to Yang Sohye behind him.

"I think I need to explain a little bit."

Yang So-hye looked at the two blankly and answered softly.

"Why me?"

what?

『We just met today, and all I know is that you are a yamnogo and that you get serious when you say banya. Can I tell you that?』

Damn it. Yeomno frowned. That kid is a fox. A fox with a hundred tails.

"Hey, do you know what will happen if I mix knives with that woman?"

"Someone's going to die. It could be me."

"This whole hill could disappear."

"It's a shame. But once you enter the world of martial arts, there comes a time when you have to fight even though you know you'll lose."

『Who would say something like that… … .』

"This is my older brother."

Damn it. What could I have learned from the leader of the Demonic Cult? Yeomno opened his eyes slightly and looked at Namgung Yena again.

It was a distinct feeling. Like a swarm of spiders moving while releasing thread, a sharp, intangible energy was slowly approaching him.

"Tell me. Why did you come to me? Who is this master?"

Yeomno kept his mouth shut and held the godfather tightly. It was a silent act of not saying anything.

His stubbornness is also unusual. How much more so for the loser of the Northern Yuan.

Namgung Yena must have sensed this as well, as she changed her posture. She was in an attacking stance, ready to launch at any time.

"Are we done talking? So. What's the answer?"

Namgung Ye-na asked. Are they enemies or allies? She wanted to know the results.

Yang So-hye looked at Yeom-no absentmindedly, sighed, and opened her mouth again.

"That guy is stubborn, but I don't think he's here to harm me."

"Are you sure?"

"Maybe not. I'm sure."

Namgung Yena exhaled, turned the sword around, and stuck it into her waist. Then, as if nothing had happened, the tension in the surroundings suddenly disappeared.

Then, Yeom No-do took his hat in and looked at Yang So-hye with complicated feelings.

"I can't tell you everything. But the master told me to protect you."

『… … .』

"That's it."

Yeomno turned around. He didn't want to go far, but he thought that it wouldn't be good if they met face to face. He understood. Who would think well of someone who came to him with such an ugly appearance?

But.

"There is a separate building. I will be staying there from now on."

"……why?"

"You said you'd protect me. Are you going to stay outside the wall? You don't seem to be very good at hiding."

"That's that woman… … . "

"It's right next to me. You heard it before. My house isn't safe either."

She is a woman you can't possibly know. Her face and tone are as gentle and calm as a noblewoman, but when you look at her words, it's like looking at a bold warrior.

'So it's a fox.'

Yeomno shook his head and disappeared into the bushes.

"I thought you were alone, but there are two men following you… You're all grown up."

When Namgung Ye-na returned to her seat next to her and snickered and joked, Yang So-hye was startled and waved her hand.

"You too, Sister……"

"If you want, just tell me. I'll clean it up for you both."

"Should I kill you?"

"no."

"Then how?"

"I have to bury it. Without anyone knowing. That guy from earlier must have dug a lot."

Foot. That's it. As Yang So-hye smiled shyly, Namgung Ye-na patted her head.

I haven't been able to visit you often because I've been busy, but it seems like a lot has happened in the meantime.

Now that I look at it, it seems like I've gotten even more emaciated. I said it with a smile, but inside I feel sorry.

Of course, Yang So-hye knew that too.

"You don't have to worry."

"I won't do it. What kind of blood are you? Let's go back."

"huh."

The two men faced each other and smiled as they walked down the hill.

*

Shanxi Martial Arts Alliance Grand Hall

Day two of the main competition. The heat of the competition was even hotter than yesterday.

Perhaps because of the unusual incident where Hyunmongso fell in the first round and Seo Ho-pil was beaten to a pulp, the noise in the unpredictable situation continued.

In particular, these were the ones who garnered the most attention at today's competition.

"It's a showdown between the Ok-an Dragon and the Ugly Flower Princess… "

Ok-an-gong-ryong Seo Ho-pil. And the woman who was known as Chu-hwa from yesterday, Dan Ye-hwa.

Compared to the skills she displayed, her nickname was nothing more than a joke.

Ugly flower. Ugly flower.

She has no family background, no name, and on top of that, she is a woman, and her appearance is also unsightly, so this is how things ended up like this.

In particular, those who usually favored Habukpangga openly showed their anger.

"How can such a reckless woman display such sophisticated swordsmanship? It's all the work of those who look down on Pengga."

From conspiracy theories that belittle his abilities.

"Did you see that yesterday? It's such a shame. Was it really necessary to insult me like that? It's obvious from your usual behavior that you're the same on the outside and inside."

Those who even attack humanity.

"If Ok An Gongryong Seo Ho-pil So-hyeop hadn't been disqualified, wouldn't he have been able to make it? This tournament stinks."

There was also a water ghost that bit and hung on to Seo Ho-pil, who had been beaten for no reason.

But what was important was not such trivial details, but rather their victory or defeat.

"Chu-hwa and Ok-an-gong-ryong. Who do you think will win?"

"Of course it's Seo Ho-pil's small business. Is that what you call it?"

Seo Ho-pil, who was promoted due to Yaul-tak's disqualification, and Dan Ye-hwa, who was branded as a fool.

Other than these, there wasn't much to look forward to in the first place.

Moo-oh and Su-han-seong won without a hitch this time, and the rest was exactly as expected.

These were the only ones who could not be easily judged.

"One side's reputation has fallen sharply compared to usual because of yesterday's incident, and the other side showed their skills but is being bowed down because of their appearance. The psychology of the crowd is something you never know."

Mudangjeilgeom Hyeonyang shook his head as he listened to the sound of rain falling.

Just look at it as it is. Why do people give meaning to things so uselessly?

The other servants nodded their heads in agreement.

But.

"Because I want to."

Ma Cheon-so broke the silence and opened his mouth.

“Private, what do you mean…….”

"They only want heroes to cheer for and villains to scorn. The process is nothing more or less than a rumor that they reinterpret to suit their taste."

"First, isn't it true that a gentleman should understand his own nature and not make wrong judgments? But it is against the rules to speak so rashly…"

"I never said I was right. I just said it was the crowd."

If that's the crowd, then the process doesn't matter at all? At Ma Cheon-so's indifferent words, the faces of the nearby Sabos were filled with disappointment.

Excluding just one person, Zhuge Liang and others.

'If you look at the group as an individual, it's something that's hard to understand. However, if you look at the group separately, what Huizhou said was not wrong. They only see and hear what they want to see and hear… … Hehe, they are really smart. That's why they're also more dangerous.'

When I glanced at Ma Cheon-so, who was sitting next to me, he looked at me as well. Then he smiled faintly and continued speaking.

"That's why… sometimes, someone who has committed a grave sin becomes an unparalleled hero. That's because that's the crowd. Isn't that right, Your Majesty?"

Are you talking about me now? Jegalmundang's expression was filled with laughter and annoyance at the same time at the words that were neither a provocation nor a question.

"Haha, the ambassador has a special issue."

The place where the servants gathered became quiet as they were having a difficult time joining in on the conversation.

On the other hand, Jegalmun and Ma Cheon-so continued their conversation while staring at each other.

"For the crowd, the only choices are heroes and villains… That's an interesting story."

"Is that so? Then let me ask you something. How does your majesty view the guilty hero who deceived the crowd and rose to power?"

"People change, not positions. Of course, if there's a problem, it's okay to just shake it off and let someone else take over."

"Is that so?"

The corners of Ma Cheon-so's mouth turn up even more deeply.

"one."

Jegalmun Deng hardened his expression and continued speaking as he looked at the crowd.

"How could they so easily know the hero's will? Those who handle the jade and stone are the same, so yesterday was not the case, today is the case."

Zhuge Liang smiled as he finished speaking, and his disciples tilted their heads.

That's because I couldn't understand what he was saying for the time being.

On the other hand, Ma Cheon-so understood right away. That's why he couldn't laugh.

The world is a place where good jade and bad stones are mixed together, so it is difficult to deal with, and so the incomprehensible actions of a hero can be re-evaluated as chivalry tomorrow, even if they were considered sinful yesterday.

In short, it was a mental armament that all the dirty things I did were sacrifices for a greater cause.

"I get great enlightenment from the agent."

Ma Cheon-so took a deep breath and lowered his head.

"Haha. Is that so?"

Yes, that's right. Ma Cheon-so nodded sincerely. He had a great awakening.

'So that you will not be evaluated again after your downfall… …I will destroy everything connected to you.'

A faint smile was engraved on Ma Cheon-so's mind.

"Okan Gongryong, Seo Ho-pil, So-hyeop, and So-jeo Ye-hwa, please come upstairs!"

Waaaaah-! As I turned my head towards the stage at the roaring cheers, the final duel between the two, the second round of the main competition that the crowd had been waiting for, had finally begun.

Perhaps because of the shock from yesterday, the host of today's event was Na Dae-yong, the head of the Hyungsan faction.

Ma Cheon-so sent a message with an uncomfortable expression when he saw Dan Ye-hwa confidently standing on the stage.

[Can't you hear what I'm saying? I told you not to interrupt.]

[also.]

[also?]

[Don't open your eyes like that.]

Well then. Do you want me to look at you affectionately?

[If you want to be spoiled, go to Geomma… … .]

[I want it.]

What are you talking about? Looking at Dan Ye-hwa's smiling face, Ma Cheon-so felt an inexplicable sense of ominousness.

As Na Dae-yong's shout continued to signal the start of the fight, Seo Ho-pil took a stance and muttered.

"Woman, I didn't want to face you like this… Our fate is truly regrettable. However, it is fate that I have to receive the sins of that servant from you, my master. Don't blame me."

It was obvious that she had tried hard to erase the bruises on her swollen face with powder.

It was truly heartbreaking to see how much his pride as a warrior had been hurt. Dan Ye-hwa licked her lips and spoke to him in a soothing tone.

“I would rather die…….”

"Are you… comforting me? Even after seeing that miserable state… you, a woman, are really…."

Ok-an-gong-ryong Seo Ho-pil shed tears of repentance.

He himself had tried to ask Dan Ye-hwa about the crime in order to avenge his loss.

Seo Ho-pil lowered his head to the wooden sword he was holding in his hand. The feel of it in his hand was truly extraordinary. It was a weapon that Mok had prepared separately for today.

'Come up with this wooden sword. It is made from a thousand-year-old tree that will never break, so no one can be your opponent. You must… …restore the common honor with your own hands.'

'I will follow.'

But the world's most beautiful woman, Dan Ye-hwa, comforts her. How could her heart not ache?

"It was hard to get hit like that and come back up here again."

"Woman… sob…."

"So, take a rest now."

"huh?"

"I'll kill you."

"No, wait a minute."

This is not it.