I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 68

Episode 68: Secret

At the age of fifteen, I brought Danyarang from Miinbong and left her in my care.

Why… … . Why?

His doubts deepened, but that was all he knew about the story.

“… … What kind of person did I appear to you, Lord Sword?”

He sat down on the floor and asked weakly. After stopping the bleeding, Geomma sat down again and spoke as if reminiscing.

“Contrary to popular belief… … he was a much more tyrannical person. His martial arts skills were humble, but his inner feelings were like those of a sea that knew no bounds.”

“This is a famous school. Why did you try to marry me, a powerless person, anyway?”

“… …because I saw the possibility. The belief that even if I wasn’t a sword myself, I would be able to handle it well.”

“What are the chances of someone who treats human life so carelessly?”

“In troubled times, evil is not necessarily bad. The greater the burden of responsibility, the greater the character. Whether evil or good.”

“That’s sophistry.”

“That may be true. But this is a famous school. What can we do when the world is pointing its sword at us?”

There was a heavy power in the words of the swordsman. He was a man who prioritized what he saw and decided for himself over the standards of good and evil.

But whatever he saw in me, it is something I cannot tolerate now.

“I won’t do anything evil anymore. So give up early and hand over the marriage. Don’t regret it later.”

“That can’t be.”

“Why?”

“How could I dare to throw away the opportunity to become a brother-in-law of Cheonma?”

It’s ridiculous. He looks so decent.

“I didn’t see it that way, but you’re quite a materialistic person.”

“All the swords displayed in this training hall were famous swords. But since you burned them all, shouldn’t you receive a price for them?”

“under…….”

I leaned back, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed.

Short story, short story, short story.

It feels like her name, which I have never seen before, is engraved on me.

Did Ma Cheon-so love her?

“Didn’t you say you had something to ask me?”

I lowered my head and asked the swordsman. My curiosity was over.

He is not Madu, but Muin. Now the only clue left is the salgung written on the rice paper.

“What I originally wanted to ask was… … whether the Young Leader really dragged the assassination squad into the fog zone… … . That has been answered.”

“Why, I guess you’re angry that I almost killed your only son.”

“That’s only natural for a father.”

I shrugged. Then he asked me what I saw at Miinbong. I told him everything, without hiding anything, except the words I had left behind.

He listened silently until the end and then slowly opened his mouth.

“What are you going to do now?”

“What can I do? I have to end it with a heart of atonement for the sins I committed in the past.”

“All right.”

“Is that all?”

“What more could we need? What the Soryu is doing is the will of the Ming Sect.”

“Wow… … It’s nice because it’s easy.”

“Hyunseo (賢壻) is leaving for the big road, and there is nothing we can do to stop him. Please go now.”

It’s another guest house. But it’s different than before.

Hyunseo. She even openly calls me son-in-law. I shook my head and got up.

Looking at his condition, he is destined to be bedridden for three days. He is a man who needs to be given some medicine if he is to get out of the way.

“Oh, please don’t blame Danjiho or the guys from Cheoksaljo.”

I stopped walking and spoke, because I was afraid that I would be scolded for hiding the truth.

At the moment when Geomma raised his eyebrows and showed signs of discomfort.

Kwaaaaang!

The door to the training ground opened wide and a large number of men in blue uniforms rushed in.

Danjiho, Dantaeyong, Danyeokman, Danbong, Danyarang… … . It’s a murder squad.

The guys immediately got down on their knees.

“The Young Leader is not guilty at all! If you want to criticize him, start by cutting off our heads!”

“Cut off his head!”

“Cut off his head!”

What are you doing now? I scratched my head in confusion. When I glanced at the swordsman, my raised eyebrows slowly lowered and the corners of my mouth drew a curve.

As if something he had wished for had come true.

“Weren’t you the ones who resented the cult leader the most?”

What kind of scheme is this? As if nothing had happened, Geomma wiped his smile away and pulled out his sword and shouted. Then Danjiho slowly got up and spoke.

“Little Man Danjiho. This is the first time I ask you, Father. Do not raise your sword against the Little Leader. If you do, you will have to cut down all of us.”

“What should I do when you ask me for something?”

As the swordsman spoke in a stern tone, the assassin stood up with murderous eyes.

And then, the leader, Danjiho, said.

“All members of the assassination squad… …draw your swords!”

Ssrung-! Ssrung!

The assassin drew his sword and took a stance. From a distance, you could tell that both sides were attacking me.

“Little Master. From now on, we will serve you.”

Don’t take me. Just go. Take your father, the Poison Palace. Don’t you see the bloodstains on the floor?

Before I could even say a word, the assassins formed a circle around me.

“As expected… … What I saw was not wrong.”

The swordsman let out a sigh of satisfaction, as if he was overcome with admiration for himself.

But you were wrong. Your eyes are like rotten carp eyes, Geomma. You shouldn’t have caught Ma Cheon So.

“You bastards of the Chusaljo are prohibited from using your internal energy from today. You must touch the acupoints on your own and train for a month. Those who fall behind… … will be expelled from the Sword Dance Palace.”

“If you do that… … Are you saying that you will no longer draw your sword, Lord?”

“… … The Heaven of the Demon belongs only to the Sogyoju. From today on, Geomdan Palace will follow the will of Somyung Palace.”

A torrent of shocking remarks poured out.

It was an official declaration of support from the Sword King. I had expected it to some extent when I first heard the son-in-law’s complaint. But this was a story on a completely different level than I had expected.

As we looked around at the impromptu and absurd development, their mouths lit up with laughter and they answered vigorously with their mouths wide open.

“yes-!”

“yes-!”

Everyone looks at me and smiles.

“Surely right now… … Am I supposed to be so moved?”

“No need to be embarrassed. Haha!”

“f*ck, anyway, please take good care of the young lady now.”

“Great! Our young lady has many shortcomings, but if we live together, it will be okay.”

“… … I can’t help but admit it.”

“Kihyo-o-ot!”

“Little Master, please visit Geomdan Palace often.”

They took turns greeting each other. When I looked over my head and saw the swordsman in the distance, I could see a warm smile on his face.

And… … slowly the eyelids begin to droop.

thud!

“Your Majesty-!”

He just fainted.

The training ground was turned into a place of chaos.

I took a shallow breath and went out in confusion.

The bright sunlight hits my whole body.

“Next… is it… Salgung?”

The long, long stay at Geomdan Palace ended like this.

There were twists and turns, but… … I took over the Geomdan Palace.

* * *

Myeonggyo Tobong Miinbong

The mist over Mt. Miinbong regained its stability and stood still as if it would never change.

The abandoned village was deserted after the guests left, and filled with silence. Ashes of the fallen iron gate to the north were piled up.

The collapsed old tomb was covered in fog, leaving no space to enter.

It was so quiet that it seemed like it would never change.

Buzz, buzz.

But at some point the silence was broken and an unpleasant noise began to scatter.

The buried tone gradually began to approach the outside world.

Buzz, buzz. Crash!

Finally, as if a volcano had erupted, the stone tomb collapsed and a red hand suddenly appeared.

“Kiaaaaak-!”

A great roar that shook the world echoed through the quiet Miinbong Peak.

* * *

Bohu County, Xinjiang

If you come down southeast from Cheonsan, you will come across a small village.

In Myeonggyo, he was called Park Ho-hyeon.

A huge lake town.

It was named after the 140-ri-wide freshwater lake called Eohae (鱼海) located immediately to the right.

At first glance, it looked like an insignificant rural area where people just hunted meat and made a living, but the geographical value of this place was enormous.

To the north is Tianshan, where Mingjiao resides, and to the east is Yuhai, which is under the jurisdiction of the Ming Dynasty. However, if you go west, you will come across the Tianshan Northern and Southern Routes, which diverge into the Taklamagan Desert of the Oirat, so it was a truly strategic location.

Armed men came and went in droves, and sword fights became a daily occurrence. As a result, the people living in Park Ho-hyeon were so stubborn that they didn’t even blink at anything.

No wonder some people call this place a “demon village” or an extraterritorial area.

But today, for some reason, the once vibrant appearance was nowhere to be found, and only silence lingered.

Only one.

Only the red lights of Eohaeru (Fish Sea Tower) twinkled with a splendid light.

*Xinjiang Park Ho-hyeon Eohae-ru

“What about the Magic Village? I can’t even see the tip of the Demonic Cult’s nose.”

Do Chung-soo, the head of the Moorim Alliance’s Dogaogang, stuck out his thick lips.

I didn’t really like the mission I was given this time.

‘What’s wrong with a phoenix, it’s worse than an old chicken? How much have I received and eaten, and you’re sending me to a remote place like this? I’ll definitely show you how to succeed this time.’

Do Chung-soo bit his protruding lips while repeatedly cursing inwardly.

The result of giving everything I earned to the military so far was to find traces of the disappeared Wind Dragon Lord.

“Hey, Jeomsoi! Is there anyone here?”

He sat down in a corner of an empty room and banged on the table.

I was really annoyed because the guest came but I didn’t even see the waiter.

After a while, a boy of about fifteen years old, wearing black nightgown, appeared, tilting his head slightly.

She had a cute and charming impression with gently curved eyes.

“who is this?”

“You little brat, what are you talking about? What are you wearing? Are you pretending to be a martial artist in the countryside? Tsk tsk. Go and get me some Hwangju right now.”

Do-chung-soo clicked his tongue and turned his head away. That’s why he didn’t want to come all the way to the countryside. He said he would treat me badly the moment he saw me. He had no manners at all.

Oh yeah, yeah, this is definitely the son of Rouge who grew up here.

“… … We’re not open for business today. Do you want to come next time?”

“But this guy? When will I come here again? You green-eyed brat! Are you ignoring me too?”

“No.”

When the boy answered with a grin, Do Chung-soo suppressed his boiling anger and exhaled through his teeth.

“It seems like the barbarians from the countryside have made a reservation. Tell your father that a nobleman has come from far away.”

“Your Majesty? Where?”

“Don’t you have eyes? Aren’t I here?”

“Are you by any chance from the Murim Alliance?”

Do-chung-soo snorted as the boy reacted with great surprise.

Of course, he is a kid. He came under secret orders and didn’t even reveal his affiliation, but he’s running around like this on his own.

“Okay.”

Do Chung-soo snorted for no reason and confessed nonchalantly.

Then the corners of the boy’s eyes curved even deeper.

“Is the Murim Alliance that good?”

“huh.”

“Hey, you. Take one. It’s not a place that’s as good as you’d expect. Oh, come to think of it… … .”

As he was speaking, Do Chung-soo suddenly took out a painting of a prince from his bosom and showed it to him.

The sharp lines are vibrant. Even at a glance, you can tell who it is.

The Wind Dragon Lord, Mo Yong-hui.

He was drawn.

“Have you ever seen someone like this?”

“huh.”

“What, what?!”

Do Chung-soo jumped up from his seat in surprise. He searched the area thoroughly but couldn’t find even a trace of it, and yet his son was holding a juru!

“Where are you, where have you seen it!”

“curious?”

“Okay, then tell me quickly. I’ll give you what you want. What do you want? Would one of those be okay?”

At Do Chung-soo’s words, the boy smiled brightly, revealing his gums.

“That’s funny. But are all the people outside the same people who came with you?”

“Outside?”

Do Chung-soo looked out the door and tilted his head at the sudden question. It wasn’t wrong, since the Dogang family members would be searching the area thoroughly.

How could the boy know that each and every one of them was moving secretly while hiding their identities?

I looked at the boy again with doubt in my mind. This time, the boy waved his hand toward the door.

“Are you here?”