I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 300

Episode 300 Crisis (2)

It's leather made from dried sheep skin. It's an item that is mainly used in the Western Region, and I see it not once but twice a day.

Jegalmun tilted his head and opened the parchment.

【Sichuan? If you want to eat it, eat it. Instead, we'll take the Gansu.】

My eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. What is this vulgar phrase?

"I found something left behind by the Apostle in the community. It seems that… there is someone who has formed an alliance."

"Are you sure?"

"yes."

Yaluljin bowed his head as he answered.

However, he could not bring himself to tell them that the target of the alliance was the Demonic Cult he belonged to.

"Hoo hoo… hahaha!"

Jegalmun deung burst the flames. Now all the pieces fit together.

The reason why the Sacheonhoeju knows the situation in the Central Plains that was hidden.

The reason why you want to ruin yourself.

And the reason why the Sadolian army, which withdrew from Guizhou, was able to appear in Shaanxi, the northern region.

Everything has been resolved.

“That’s what happened. Before you joined hands with me, you had already joined hands with the Apostle.”

"Agency……"

"Was he just a snake who had forgotten his proper position because he was so consumed by greed? What a pitiful child."

Contrary to his words, his eyes radiated deep anger along with a bitter smile.

"You dare to try to trick me, you little punk who has thrown away your senses?"

Boom! The teacup rattles on the table where it was hit.

Had he ever shown his anger so directly? It was like seeing an angry dragon with its scales ripped out.

"What are you going to do?"

"Tomorrow is the last day of the martial arts competition. As befitting the status of the Hoeju, we must end it with great fanfare."

"……."

"Hweju… I will follow through on the plan you laid out so carefully."

Jegalmundeng continued to talk to himself with blurry eyes, as if the situation that would occur in the future was clearly pictured in his mind.

"The group of evildoers who have joined hands with the Sadolyeon will disguise themselves as the treasure of the Manwol Sangdan and invade Umuja and Heukcheonghyeon tomorrow. They are aiming for the moment when attention is focused on the competition."

Yaluljin listened to his words with a hardened expression.

"When I entered the Black Layer and felt like everything was a success, I was caught on the spot by the Biryongdae and Sabo who followed me. I was accused of trying to erase Jeonseo-gu in order to hide the evil deeds I committed in the Central Plains in collaboration with the Sadoryeon."

Jegalmun Deng stroked his beard with a confident face.

"I'm looking forward to seeing the face of the person who will be brought to the stadium. What will the crowd be like when they see the true face of Sacheonhoe? Hehe……"

The plan was to take advantage of the opponent's plan.

And now that we know the true colors of our opponents, there can be no failure.

This is because the person with absolute power who can even create non-existent crimes is none other than Jegalmun.

"……I will stay here."

"No, you should go to Heukseong-hyeon too. If there's a master that the enemy leader can't even look at, then it's not ordinary. Whoever it is… you must catch him and drag him to the competition hall."

Yaluljin hesitated for a while, then finally bowed his head and stood up from his seat.

As he passed the rain and went outside, the eerie laughter of Jegalmun continued to flow behind him.

The thought that tomorrow might be the last day of the cult sank into my heart like a knife.

'Little Leader… … What should I do? Do you know the answer?'

* * *

Around the time when guests visited the rock carving three times.

A large number of guests were entering the garden of Macheonso.

There were only four of them, but their names carried as much weight as tens of thousands of soldiers.

Umuja, the eldest son of Cheongseong.

Baekryo, the leader of Ami's room.

Tang Zhaoha, the head of the Tang family.

Chun-gae, the firefighter of openness.

It was they. They had gathered secretly at Ma Cheon So's residence at his call.

"What did you call me out here to talk about?"

Dang Jo-ha sat down on a round chair and blurted out. Even though he didn’t say anything, it seemed like he was still very upset about the conversation they had at the memorial a few days ago.

"The competition is almost over and I don't think we'll have another chance to talk, so I asked you to come."

"Ahem… What opportunity?"

"As you know, I plan to take charge of the Pungryongdae and remain in the Murim Alliance for the time being."

As Ma Cheon-so spoke calmly, Baek-ryo and Umu-ja nodded and answered.

"That was the condition of the ambassador… Amitabha."

"We'll take good care of Sacheon so that Your Majesty doesn't have to worry, haha. But it can't be too late."

Sigh. Ma Cheon-so smiled deeply at the affectionate answer.

"If I could go quickly. But probably no one can get out right away."

"hmm?"

He can't go back. The people gathered look at him suspiciously.

"The Apostles have moved again."

Knock! A dark shadow fell over their faces. A large number of warriors gathered here at the Martial Arts Alliance for the Martial Arts Competition.

"You brazen things. How long has it been since you started doing business in Guizhou? So, where are you now?"

Dang Jo-ha stomped his feet with a bang. Of course, there was no need to worry too much.

If the Sadoyeon in Yunnan wanted to move without passing through Guizhou and Sichuan, it would have to go through the West and take a long detour.

If that had been the case, rumors would have spread and the herons would have surely flown in here.

But.

"Qinghai, Gansu, Shaanxi. I don't know where they are now. Maybe Sichuan."

"Gaaaaal-!"

"Amitabha……"

My heart suddenly dropped. Does this make sense?

Even if Cheonghae is adjacent to Seojang, Seomseo is adjacent to Shanxi where the Murim Alliance is located.

But it's surprising that so many people in the Murim Alliance don't know any of this.

"It's not that I don't trust Huizhou… but is it certain? In Shaanxi, there are Huashan and Zhongnan, and in Gansu, there is the Gongdongpa. But how can they…?"

"It doesn't matter how you got here, it's that you got here that matters. And it's not just the northwest that's been affected."

"then……?"

"From Honam, where the Hyeongsan faction is located, to Gangseo. The southeastern region was also affected."

It's a real surprise. From the northwest to the southeast? How could Sado-ryeon, who is not even a Khan of the northern plains, cross the central plains in such a short period of time?

"The martial arts competition was held, and half of the central plains' powers entered Shanxi. If the Four Kings were dispersed and moved, it wouldn't be difficult. The problem is."

Ma Cheon-so clenched his fist to focus the attention of the three people who were confused, and then continued speaking firmly.

"No one here is aware of this fact."

"How could this happen… If the Sado-ryeon was walking around the Central Plains, there would have been plenty of time for news to come in."

Baekryo shook his head as if he couldn't believe it.

"that's right."

Jegalmun Deng simply hid this. When Ma Cheon-so answered indifferently, Dang Jo-ha stood up from his seat.

"I will go to the rock carving. I will meet the agent and inform him of this fact and quickly prepare a defensive plan……"

"Nothing will change even if you go."

Ma Cheon-so said as he looked at Dang Jo-ha, who had taken two steps forward, with his fist resting on his chin.

"What does that mean?"

"Literally. The one who has been hiding the evil in the Central Plains all this time… is none other than Zhuge Liang."

"what……?"

Tang Zhao's legs are shaking. Are you telling me to believe this now? From start to finish, it's not something that can be easily accepted.

Why on earth is the acting leader of the party? No matter how wicked he may be in political strife, he is clearly the pillar of the party.

It is unbelievable, no matter how many times I think about it, that we are allowing this situation to continue, in which the Central Plains could collapse.

one.

"Do you trust him?"

The three people's heads dropped and their gaze became blurred.

Jegalmun and others. Who is he?

Is this person really trustworthy?

He tried to put the four thousand under his feet with wicked tricks, and although he didn't say anything, there must have been many political enemies who fell victim to his tricks.

he is…….

“I ask again. Do you… trust me?”

The three people's gazes fall on Ma Cheon-so. A strong demonic power is felt as if it will suck everything up.

It was like a torrential stream, one that once entered, there was no escape… … .

Ma Cheon-so spoke again.

"You only have one chance to set things right in the Central Plains. Will you help me?"

There's only one day left until the finals of the martial arts tournament.

Finally, Jegalmun and Ma Cheon-so began to run towards each other, baring their teeth.

There is only one path for survival.

* * *

The next day.

The curtain has finally risen on the finals of the martial arts competition.

The crowd was still excited by the third match yesterday, and their mouths were moving nonstop.

Among them, the most talked about one was the confrontation between Moo-oh and Su-han-seong.

The fight between the two was more intense than anything I had ever seen before, and it was admirable.

If Suhanseong's sword was like a sharp typhoon, Muoh's fist was a flood that swallowed everything up.

When Suhanseong stabbed his sword, dozens of sword winds poured down on Mu-o, and when Mu-o swung his sword, a heavy blade created waves and overwhelmed him.

The battle went on for almost half an hour without any hesitation, and in the end, Moo-oh won by a single point.

Everyone cheered loudly when he helped up the fallen Suhanseong.

Additionally, the two were recognized as the best reviewers of their time.

Although Umuja was the laughing stock of the servants as she wiped away tears while watching this, the fact that Suhanseong's position rose exponentially remained unchanged.

"Today is the last day of the competition."

Today, Hyun-yang approaches Sa-bo-seok, who is unusually quiet, and speaks to Ma-cheon-so in a friendly manner.

"Do you feel sorry?"

"Haha, it's hard to sit in a seat that doesn't fit for a long time. But where did everyone go?"

When Hyun Yang glanced around, there were more than ten empty Taesa Temples.

"well."

When Ma Cheon-so responded as if he wasn't particularly interested, Hyeon-yang let out a sigh.

"It's not just any other day, but the day the finals are being held, and the Sabos are not participating. Their spirits are so lax…"

"Have fun. It's a competition."

"haha……."

Ma Cheon-so chuckled and looked to the side.

Waaaaah-! A louder roar than usual is heard, and Jegalmun and the others, escorted by the Wind Dragon Corps, are seen entering.

The wide-open impression seemed quite pleasant.

Maybe that's why, instead of going straight to his seat, he heads towards the stage.

The crowd was in an uproar at his sudden actions.

As I slowly looked around with deep eyes, as if I had been told to, the auditorium quickly became quiet.

"I am……"

He spoke softly. It was as if I was hearing it up close, even though it wasn't even a battle between the six.

This may be due to his appeal that makes everyone around him focus on him.

"I feel really good. Today is the day when a new hero of the martial arts world is born. His new history will be written in the martial arts world, and Jeongdo's spirit will soar."

The crowd smiled happily as they pictured someone winning the upcoming final.

Jegalmun also nodded, raised the corners of his lips as if responding, and spoke softly again.

"One, the reason why these latecomers shine so brightly and their futures are so bright is because there are those who watch over them and praise them. It's you. You who have gathered here are the true heroes!"

Wow! The crowd's enthusiasm exploded at Zhuge Liang's humble speech.

When he bowed down and took the lottery ticket, there were many who were overcome with emotion and wept.

One had to admit, he was a natural speaker.

"I promise. If anyone tries to harm Jeongdo or causes evil, I will eradicate them completely, no matter who they are."

Amidst thunderous cheers, Jegalmun took the prize again and turned around.

Then he approaches Ma Cheon So. The sharp gazes of the two people are entangled in the air.

'I guess you're having a lot of fun?'

'Shouldn't there be this much response to the position you have laid?'

Although we didn't say anything to each other, we felt it clearly.

At the end of this final.

That each person's fate is determined by who makes their way through that vast crowd.