I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 35

Episode 35: Shadow of Misfortune

“October.”

Oops. Siwol, who was lost in thought and couldn’t answer, hurriedly nodded and answered.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Are you scared?”

“……no.”

I’m scared. Princess Hwanhee is a woman who must return what she has received.

However, the target should not be the Somyeong Palace. It was obvious that the Gwangmyeong Palace would not leave it alone, and the Bi Palace and the Elders’ Council would rush in and say, ‘That’s right!’

I had to stop her. I had to stop her even if it meant cutting my throat.

one.

“If I were you, I would have done the same thing. Even if you live the life of a pros**tute, there are lines you must follow.”

“yes…….”

Shiwol couldn’t bring herself to stop him.

She is known to be the cruelest of all princesses, but she said that in order to survive as a woman, you must return what you have received. If I can’t, you. If you can’t, the daughter next to you.

Someone said that it is something that must be done so that everyone can survive.

‘I should have gone to Somyeong Palace… … .’

Siwol reproached herself.

I believed in Jiha-mi and I believed in Biryeong-dae. But who would have imagined that such a miserable thing would happen to me?

“What about the child?”

“Perhaps it’s because the shock was so great… … he still hasn’t come out.”

This is the story of Jiha-mi, the reason why Princess Hwanhee was so angry.

‘T, Master. The young cult leader and his bodyguards are… … black… … .’

Torn clothes. Wounds all over her body. Tears pouring out in sorrow. That day, the Palace of Hwanhee was turned upside down.

I sent him off with little care, but he came back with only wounds.

So today, as soon as news came that the Princess of Hwanhee had left the palace, she issued an order to kill her.

“Tell the child to come with you.”

“Your Majesty, are you speaking too?”

Shiwol, who usually doesn’t ask questions, couldn’t understand this time. In the first place, why would he send Hancheolsamgui, who was staying in the guest room, instead of sending Biryeongdae?

Isn’t it to avoid embarrassment if things get worse?

But why?

“If there’s a cliff just an inch ahead, what difference will it make if I stay there for the rest of my life?”

So, he wants me to repay my debt and die.

She is truly a poisonous and cruel woman.

That is why he is the head of the Palace of Hwanhee.

“……All right.”

“Yeah, that’s right. By the way, who are the kids that came in this time?”

“Thirty-two people.”

“It must have been hard to come a long way. Feed him well and put him to bed.”

“yes…….”

Siwol walked towards Jihami with heavy steps.

* * *

Meanwhile, Jiha-mi, contrary to the worries above, was lying askew on her bed, excitedly reading a folk tale called Seonggunjiro (The Road to a Good King).

“Haha, what, is it the size of a sack? Wow.”

There doesn’t seem to be any worry at all.

Rather, I felt very relaxed, like a person at ease in the world.

“I’m starting to get bored. Just tell me the truth? Oh, that’s fine. I didn’t say anything wrong… … . The cult leader and that unlucky kid deserve to suffer.”

Jiha-mi could vaguely feel that Princess Hwanhee was deeply misunderstanding.

At first, he was sincere. He was so upset that his high-minded pride was broken that he cried. Then he just said one word.

But they created their own nonsense by adding flesh to the surroundings.

That the little girl has done something truly unspeakable, that she is crazy about color.

Common sense tells you that if something happened in that short amount of time, it wouldn’t be a rabbit, but a baby rabbit.

But everyone pitied her because her opponent was that damn cult leader.

He never mentioned that he was the first to kill someone.

Now, I can’t go outside at all for fear that my true intentions will be revealed.

“I don’t know, whatever happens will happen.”

She fell back down again. She was truly helpless.

Just then, a noise was heard outside.

“October is coming.”

“… … Come in.”

Inside, the great leader of the Biryeongdae, Siwol, entered. Jiha-mi’s expression became gloomy and dark as if it had always been that way.

“Are you feeling a little better?”

“My legs still feel numb… … . Ha… … . The resentment in my heart won’t go away… … . Sigh.”

How dare she be so reckless that tears quickly well up in her eyes.

It is not strange that the first thing a gisaeng learns is joy and sorrow.

Shiwol nodded. Then, steeling herself, she spoke.

“The princess has ordered the guests in guest room number three to go out.”

“What? Hancheolsamgui? Ah, I don’t like it. It stinks and is dirty.”

Jiha Mi frowned. Then, as if she had thought, “Oh no,” she quickly changed her expression and spoke.

“You know I’m not in the mood right now… … .”

“He told me to go for a walk to Somyeonggung and see the tiger lilies.”

“what?!”

Jiha-mi asks again, startled. This time, she jumps up from her bed.

At this, Shiwol tilted her head in confusion. If it had been Princess Hwanhee, she would have questioned her already, but Shiwol was far from a rebel.

‘Hancheolsamgwi… … He’s stupid and dirty, but his martial arts skills are solid. First of all, he’s about to reach his peak, right? Then there won’t be any problems. Now, how about we get a little cult leader?’

Hehe. The corners of her lips twitched involuntarily. Without answering, Jiha-mi took off her clothes and prepared herself.

Then he turned around fiercely, holding the doorknob, and spoke to Siwol.

“Tell Master that he has not recovered yet.”

“……yes.”

The underground that comes out.

Shiwol sighed. How could she be so excited without even knowing that the end of this road was below a cliff?

Was the resentment that deep?

Without even knowing that, Jihami’s second visit to the palace of the underworld had already begun.

* * *

‘Hancheolsamgui? Jiha-mi?’

A middle-aged man wearing a martial arts uniform and a hat is lying on the roof of a house near Myeongharu.

If there is one characteristic that stands out is the extremely ordinary impression.

It was Cheon Bi-rang, the Great Master of the Golden Age, disguised as a human face mask.

He stood up in surprise when he saw four people disappearing through the window on the second floor of the building.

‘Where are you going, leaving the door open and going through the window… … . Could it be… … you’re going to Somyeong Palace?’

I nodded in agreement. I thought that if it was Princess Hwanhee, she would be more than capable of doing that.

Rather, it was brave to have waited this long.

Moreover, although I am not sure because I only saw it from a distance, it definitely looked like a Hancheolsamgui.

‘A fat guy, a skinny guy, a short guy. If there are three of them, there’s no one else but them.’

He was a talented person who was ranked in the top 20 in the royal palace, but he broke the rules and ran away. It seems that the place he hid was the Palace of Hwanhee.

‘The two palaces are like a crocodile and a crocodile bird… … Is it that the darkness is under the lamp?’

Birang sat cross-legged, deep in thought. They must have gone out to head towards Somyeong Palace.

Moreover, it will not be a peaceful cause.

‘You wouldn’t be touching the minor cult leader, would you?’

Birang shivered as if he was getting goosebumps.

It was because he remembered what he had written in front of the cult leader.

【I, the Golden Lord of Sangjae Palace, Cheonbirang, will definitely kill and eliminate Somyeong Palace.】

Why did he come here himself? It was to rescue the young leader at the right time.

In his judgment, the appearance of the Sogyoju was like a lifeline to the Sangjae Palace. Cheon Se-min showed an indecisive stance, but the Hyeolmu Palace Master he saw was by no means someone who would share power.

So I followed the sect’s ridiculous instructions.

‘What a disaster! I took the rascal’s moves too lightly. I should have kept a close eye on him, who might run off somewhere. If anyone finds that secret letter, they will definitely try to frame him. I must save Somyeonggung.’

Beep! Birang whistled with an urgent expression.

Then, some men who were walking around near Myeongharu stopped for a moment as if it was a lie.

Shhh! And as he unfolded his lightness and disappeared, they disappeared with him.

* * *

The very next day after returning to Somyeong Palace.

I packed my bags and set out early in the morning.

The destination is Gwangmyeong Library.

I also left a letter because I was afraid that people would say I disappeared again.

“Keke. You really have made a big deal out of this. You went to capture Princess Sangjae and then Oirat… …. You are truly an unpredictable person, Your Highness.”

As we entered the secret room of the west wing, the senior spoke with his usual sinister smile.

“The sarcasm is still there. It seems like you already know everything, so look at this.”

Whirik. I took out a gold plate from my bosom and threw it at him. It was a piece I had received from the Yasun Taesa.

Senior Zhuge Tong accepted this, looked around, and then showed an unusually surprised expression.

“Did you get this from Yasun?”

“Do you know him?”

“It would be quicker to ask who I don’t know.”

Oh, I guess so.

I know you’re a great senior, so please tell me more.

As I stared blankly, my senior rolled his wheel, took out a book, and continued speaking.

“The person the Young Master was dealing with was the leader of the Oirat and the Grand Historian of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.”

“i know.”

“One… … That was only a story from yesterday. He declared himself the Great Khan and became the ruler of the Northern Yuan.”

Ruler of the North!

Although they were driven north and their power weakened, their influence is still not negligible.

‘You didn’t bother to stir up a beehive, did you?’

I swallowed hard as I recalled my fight with him.

“Ji-ju-jin… … No, what happened to the Jeongtongje?”

“It is obvious that the Crown Prince will keep an eye on him endlessly, but the current Crown Prince is the eldest son of the legitimate Emperor. Therefore, he will not be able to kill him easily.”

My senior told me everything he knew about Joo Ki-jin.

I also heard that he would be locked up in Namgung Palace and the Empress he had been desperately searching for, and would end up living a life worse than that of a commoner.

But I wasn’t worried about him.

Because it was the path he chose, and it was what he wanted more than anyone else.

“But it’s really strange.”

The senior caressed the sculpture and expressed his doubts in an unusual way.

“What is it?”

“What is written here is not the Yuan script. It is the script used in the Western Regions. Moreover, although it appears to be broken, it appears to be intricately carved… … .”

“Not one?”

“Yes, it looks like that. The words written are Esen Taishi. It refers to Yasen Taesa.”

It’s something that even my senior doesn’t know about. Why on earth did he give this to me?

“Before the night messenger left, he told me to be careful of the Blood Princess. Do you have any idea?”

“He said that? Well… … . That’s an interesting story. The Blood Palace and the Oirat must be close friends, but he told us to be careful.”

When I look at his appearance, he has a puzzled expression on his face, as if he really doesn’t know anything.

“Please find out what this thing is and why he said that to me.”

“That’s right. But now he is the Great Khan of the Northern Yuan. So it won’t be easy.”

“I don’t expect much. I need more martial arts skills than that. The more the better. Can you get me some?”

There is no limit to the degree of the Heavenly Demonic Power. So, if I have to make a life-or-death decision like this, whether it be a mountain or a forest, one of them will be blown away.

“Kuuuuu. Martial arts… … Are you not satisfied with the Heavenly Demonic Arts?”

It’s a problem because it’s excessive.

“Enough with the nonsense, can you help me? I don’t need the regular one, just the magic one.”

“Hmm… … Is there really a need to look for it?”

But this senior… … . If you’re curious, show me now?

“You’re saying you can’t get it?”

He asked calmly. Then.

“Hehe. The Gwangmyeong Palace is overflowing with magical powers, so is there a need to go through me?”

Gwangmyeong Palace.

Why didn’t I think of that?

This is the headquarters of the Demon Sect, Myunggyo. Naturally, it would store a huge number of martial arts books.

A smile bloomed on his lips.

“Since you had to stop by here at least once anyway, please stop by the Cheonma Library when you go.”

Gwangmyeonggung Palace… … I guess I’ll have to stop by there soon.

I nodded and then told him what had happened with Princess Sangjae.

The conversation was halted for a moment as everyone burst into laughter at the request to send three-tenths of the Sangjaegung Palace’s assets.

After finishing the story, the senior said this in a confident tone.

“Princess Sangjae will have no choice but to join our hands.”

“That’s right. He’s a greedy person. A person like that would never just let the gold in front of him pass. From what I’ve seen, it looks like he’s already on bad terms with the Blood Palace… … .”

The senior nodded, walked over to one side, and pulled the long rope that had fallen down.

Then, a large piece of Tang paper falls down with a thud.

There was a drawing of the organization chart of the famous school.

“The Seven Great Palaces have formed a truly strange relationship.”

Senior Zhuge Tong started by saying those words and brought out the secret story of the Seven Great Palaces.

To Sangjae Palace, Sajujiro is like a lifeline of funds, and so he kept an eye on Hyulmu Palace, which has deep ties with the Oirat.

On the other hand, the Blood Palace had enormous military power but kept the Holy Palace in check, which had the legitimacy of the Ming religion, and the Hwanhee Palace cooperated with the Sal Palace and received protection from the Giru spread throughout the Central Plains.

Hyulmu Palace and Sal Palace tried to exclude Geomdan Palace, which consisted of a small number of elites, but Gwangmyeong Palace and Seonghwa Palace prevented them, and Sangjae Palace and Hwanhee Palace covetously tried to dominate each other.

Meanwhile, the Poison Palace maintained complete neutrality.

In this way, their relationship was intricately intertwined like a thread of cooperation, caution, and competition.

“How could I not be angry when Sangjae Palace has imprisoned the messengers despite the fact that they have paid a considerable amount of tribute to Hyulmugung Palace? He would never be able to ignore the petitions of the returning archers. However, since Yaseon has become the Great Khan of Bukwon, he cannot take up his sword alone. If Hyulmugung Palace did this to intimidate, I will not help him even more.”

Zhuge Tong drew a line with a brush between the Sangjae Palace and the Somyeong Palace on the ground.

“So, it is clear that he will want to invest in the meaningfulness of participating in a big business rather than the fare of the ship.”