I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 54

Episode 54: Beauty Peak

The next day.

The journey to Miinbong was smooth.

I just walked and walked on the flat earthen hill made of yellow clay.

As the houses started to appear here and there, they soon disappeared and the mountain scenery became thicker.

A large outpost appeared on a quiet, secluded path.

“Stop.”

Men wearing military uniforms blocked the road as if they were inspecting the area.

Even though they must have known each other often since they were close-knit like Sega, they kept their faces set and drew a line.

“I am Dan Ji-ho, the leader of the assassination squad. I have been ordered to train by the princess.”

Danjiho also answered him with a familiar face. Then he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to him.

Jo Won, who had been observing this closely, finally relaxed his expression, took the lottery ticket, and greeted him.

“What is this all of a sudden? The fog has been thick lately and even the blue-winged birds haven’t come.”

“well.”

Danjiho answered as if he didn’t know anything, but he turned his gaze towards me.

He looked at me rudely, then quickly turned his head away and continued speaking.

“What have you prepared?”

“Here it is.”

The man hands me a bundle of ropes as thin as thread. It seemed like no ordinary rope, as it was sheened with a soft light.

“Entering Miinbong Peak.”

When Danjiho gave the order, the assassination squad answered vigorously and set out again.

The men at the outpost made their way to the left and right and took the tickets.

“I hope you are safe.”

As the man passing the rope added his greeting, the tension and excitement grew.

“Is it that hard?”

I found myself muttering to myself.

Those who have reached the peak of their careers from first class are so nervous.

On the one hand, it was also expected.

In the past, the training of the Murim Alliance’s Pungryongdae was defined in just one sentence.

More than real life.

For example, tying up your entire body and blocking your dantian and then pushing you into the water. Making you crawl out of a poisoned thornbush with your bare body. Making you go down the Kunlun School’s hundred-mile staircase while lying face down.

There were many more, but because of this, they developed deep friendships and later became one, regardless of gender or age, under the name of Pungryongdae.

“If you’re scared, then go back now. Don’t show me a bad side. Hehe.”

A voice suddenly came back to reality from my flashbacks.

When I turned my head slightly, Danshikang looked at me with a bitter smile. Thud! He didn’t forget to spit.

“I almost did that, but seeing the drooling patient leave, I guess it’s okay.”

“what……?”

Danshikang tried to squint his eyes and show off. When a commotion arose, Danjiho stopped walking and said.

“Short lecture. Be polite.”

I shrugged and snickered. I felt really bad for him, seeing him tremble. Anyway, he just doesn’t suit me.

Danshikang couldn’t control his temper and turned his arrows on Danyarang for no reason.

“Dan-ya-rang. You know this place well, so take good care of the little sect leader. If you get lost, you’ll never be able to come out. Don’t let people say it’s because of us.”

“yes…….”

What kind of man is that childish? It’s a threat that doesn’t even sound like a threat.

This is a typical example of a famous school.

“But, have you ever been here before? You said you’ve never been to training.”

I took my mind off Shigang and asked Yarang.

But he hesitated and avoided answering. Only the sound of Danshikang’s snickering could be heard.

“I raised a brat who had no family tree, so how could I not know? So please hold that lowly bastard’s hand and endure it.”

Shigang showed a rotten smile, as if he wanted me to look down on Yarang.

I ignored his expectations with a nonsensical remark and repeated to myself that Yarang lived here.

“It was a long time ago that I don’t even remember.”

Yarang bit her tender lips and lowered her head with a miserable expression. Seeing her dying voice, she seemed to feel ashamed.

It’s not funny to hear about genealogy within a famous school that rebels against the imperial family.

Moreover.

“Where is there a person in a famous church who doesn’t have a story?”

Moreover, I heard that all the assassins were orphans.

Besides, I have my own story.

“yes?”

I calmly tapped Danyarang on the shoulder. I ignored Danshikang, who was looking bewildered, and continued walking.

Before we knew it, the uphill climb had ended and a wide open, flat road appeared.

Behind, a huge yellow mountain peak stands tall and blocking the way. Thick fog covers the area, making it truly daunting.

And right in front of him were hundreds of swords stuck all over the place.

“Everyone, be polite.”

When Danjiho finished speaking, he closed his eyes tightly and lowered his head. The other assassins did the same. No one was an exception.

A moment of silence passed, and although no one spoke, the assassination squad sat down nearby and rested comfortably.

I approached Danjiho, who was sitting alone in a corner, and asked him.

“Not going up?”

“This is a place to stay for two days. Get organized and move back to the halfway point.”

“okay.”

Well, I didn’t do anything, but since I was taking a break, I sat down next to Danjiho.

But he sat twisted, as if he didn’t even want to make eye contact.

You must hate the sight of my sister, for treating her like that.

I said, looking at the inserted swords.

“Those swords… … are they tombs?”

“How did you know?”

When the body could not be found, there were cases where a sword was placed there and a funeral was held.

Especially on the battlefield, it was difficult to tell who was who, so they gathered them together and made up or comforted them by putting their swords, which were their keepsakes, in their caskets.

The tomb of the sword is located at the entrance of Miinbong. It is clearly there to commemorate those who did not return during training.

“Is that why you ignore Danya? Because she grew up in Miinbong Peak, where her family was taken away?”

I left Dan Ji-ho’s question aside and asked Dan Ya-rang, who was moving tirelessly behind the executioners from a distance.

“… … I just need someone to blame.”

“That is wrong.”

“I know. Everyone knows that, so they don’t kick you out even though they treat you so coldly.”

“That’s called a sinner’s self-pardon.”

“What do you know? Do you want to show off by hanging out with lowly people? Don’t forget. The young cult leader told my sister… … .”

“You can’t ignore the injustice you see just because they did something bad to your sister.”

Danjiho turns to me. A vertical line is drawn between his eyebrows, and one corner of his mouth rises with a hollow smile.

“Ha, I heard you closed down in Cheonma-dong. Have you been repenting for the past? Wow, that’s amazing.”

“Everyone changes. It’s good if you look at it differently.”

Danjiho shook his head and looked away again as if he was tired.

“… … Please wait quietly here for now. I will keep quiet for you, Your Majesty.”

“Well, I’m curious because it’s disgusting.”

“This is not an easy place. We don’t know what they might do to the young cult leader.”

“Thank you for your concern.”

“This is a warning.”

“If there is no heart, there is no warning.”

“… … Don’t regret it.”

I shrugged and laughed. Danjiho sat up as if he had given up and shouted to everyone.

“Slaughter team. Begin training!”

* * *

Myunggyo Subong Sangjaegung

“Why aren’t you coming? Damn it… … Damn it!”

In the messy living room with books scattered on the floor, Cheon Se-min’s sighs flowed without stopping.

It seemed difficult for him to sit still, so he paced from side to side and fidgeted.

The reason was the Secret Palace Conference that was to be held four days later.

When I first heard the absurd rumor that a mysterious black star had appeared from nowhere and defeated the wild beasts, I burst out laughing.

When the Oirats united the Northern Yuan and drew a line with the Bloodless Palace, they even held a grand feast.

‘You only trusted those barbarians and talked big, but you really are a bad person!’

Even though the journey to Sajujiro was difficult, there was no end to the laughter. Opportunities always come around.

Although the relationship between the Northern Yuan and the Ming dynasty had become estranged, as long as they had a common enemy called the Great Ming, the path would surely open again.

Of course, the damage would be severe, but the one who was most anxious was Hyulmu Palace, not Sangjae Palace.

‘I ignored you as a mere merchant, so let’s see what you come up with this time. I’ll have to come and beg, beg, and explain the situation. Hahahahaha!’

Although I waited so confidently and leisurely, the only answer I got was a letter asking me to attend the secret meeting.

It was also a ploy to attack the night market and place the blame for cutting off relations entirely on Sangjae Palace.

“Yal Yu-cheon, you idiot with a naked face. You’re trying to force me into a pit and then pretend to save me by offering a hand! You son of a bitch. Ugh… … My eldest son is away in the Central Plains, and even Birang is not here. What on earth am I supposed to do about this?”

Even if everyone put their heads together and worked together, it would not be enough, so Sangjae Palace was an empty palace.

So, I called Cheon Ah-mu because I was so frustrated.

‘Isn’t it a simple matter?’

‘What kind of trick is this?’

‘All we have to do is find that Black Star guy.’

‘Who is that?’

‘That’s… I don’t know.’

‘Hey, you little shit! Get out!’

It was only an hour ago that I was so angry that I threw things here and there.

“This dirty, petty kid. If he goes to the Secret Palace Conference, he’ll get completely stripped of his clothes… … .”

Not attending at all might be a good idea, but that would be like trying to avoid the rain only to get hit by hail.

The Secret Palace Council could be called by each princess once a year, and if they were unable to attend for unavoidable reasons, they had to accept any request made by the palace that called the meeting.

I thought about asking the Little Leader for help, but only the princesses of the Seven Grand Palaces and their escort warriors can attend the Secret Palace Conference.

So, the minor cult leader who was believed to have joined hands with the Presbyterian Church was of no help at all.

“Rather… … stick to the palace?”

In Cheon Se-min’s mind, an image of Gu Yang-ryong smiling while holding a dagger appeared.

‘Cheon Se-min. Is your neck thick? Is this sword longer? Aren’t you curious? Hehe.’

This f*cking son of a bitch!

He quickly shook his head and erased it in one breath.

“Absolutely not. That bastard will demand my life in exchange. That bastard Hanso will be laughing and egging me on. Ugh… … . Am I supposed to play into that bastard Yaluchun’s hands again?”

The 108 troubles flashed through Cheon Se-min’s eyes. In the past, he had at least had the benefit of being a fortune teller, but now it was obvious that he would only demand money without giving anything in return.

While I was groaning and groaning like that, a ray of hope came into my ear from outside.

“Your Majesty-!”

“Rain, rain! Rain! Is it you?!”

Cheon Se-min’s eyes turned red as he heard the voice from outside, as if his son had left to see the past and was returning home.

Then he ran out the door with both arms raised like a zombie.

The door opened wide, and the long-awaited appearance of Cheonbirang was revealed.

Unlike when he left, he came out looking more solid and sturdy.

“I’m back, Your Majesty.”

“Birangi… … You punk! Why did you come only now! What’s the situation right now… … .”

The moment Cheon Se-min was about to throw a warning, Cheon Bi-rang responded with a confident smile.

“I know. You must be worried about the Secret Palace Council. But, Your Highness, don’t worry anymore. I have a solution for you.”

“What… …?! Is that true?”

“yes-!”

They say no news is good news. It was like a swallow flying in the sky and returning with a bundle in its beak.

“As expected… … When everyone else said you were worthless, I believed you. Close my eyes! You… … You bastard-!”

Cheon Se-min hugged Birang tightly.

They trusted him and trusted him again. When they brought silk from the West and exchanged it for a small piece of Tokyo, everyone ignored him.

One, what was the result?

He made enough profit to steal even the gold rings that women kept hidden away.

Now I can finally let out all my frustration.

It was truly a moving scene.

but…….

Shh. Cheonbi-rang turned his head while hugging him. In his eyes, he saw a man standing tall like a god of death.

A shabby smile formed.

Like a frog before a snake.