Black Corporation: Joseon - Chapter 451

Episode 451: Prophecy. (2)

Henrik answered the question about the scent right away.

“They are staying in an empty house now.”

“Are they a party?”

To Hyang’s question, Henrik answered firmly without any hesitation.

“no. “We accompanied each other, but we were not part of the same group.”

“Is that so? Do you know why you came to Joseon?”

“I heard they are monks who study science.”

“Oh really? thank you.”

After getting roughly the information he wanted, Hyang lightly expressed his gratitude and stepped back.

Henrik’s eyes lit up when he saw that scent.

‘They say it’s not normal, but it’s true. He is so fluent in Latin that he does not even need an interpreter, and he is absolutely incomprehensible. And…’

Henrik glanced at Sejong, who was sitting on the temple. While Hyang was talking with Henrik, Sejong was just listening to the conversation in silence.

I was just listening without any interpretation.

Henrik swallowed dryly.

‘I swear to God! You can’t just sit still because you never know! I clearly understood everything! Both the rich and the rich are dangerous opponents. If you let your nerves down even a little, you will be eaten!’

While competing with prominent players in Europe and the Middle East, Henrik learned one thing.

‘Foreigners who can communicate comfortably are more dangerous than those who cannot!’

If the two sides don’t understand what you’re saying and you hire an interpreter, you have a chance to find out what the other person is hiding or trying to hide.

This was due to the gap that occurred when a third party conveyed the thoughts rather than speaking directly.

However, if the foreigner you are dealing with is fluent in Portuguese or Latin, there is a high possibility that he will not only hide his weaknesses but also lead the conversation in the wrong direction and lead you into a trap.

When Henrik realized the situation, a shiver ran down his spine.

‘There were monsters living in this east!’

Anyway, the conversation between King Sejong and Henry ended with the conversation with Hyang.

“It was truly meaningful to meet the prince of a foreign country. “I hope that our two countries will continue to have good relations in the future.”

After hearing King Sejong’s words through an interpreter, Henrik politely bowed and responded.

“I feel the same way.”

“I tell you to prepare a working meeting on trade as soon as possible.”

“thank you.”

The moment the meeting ended and he left Gyeongbokgung Palace, Henri took a long, deep breath.

“Whoa~! “He was a more dangerous opponent than anyone else.”

Henrik lightly shook his head and looked back at his associates, including Pedro.

“When I get back to the guest house, I have to prepare for the meeting right away. “He is a formidable opponent.”

“I understand, prince.”

Seeing Prince Henry looking very nervous, his associates also nodded with a serious look on their faces.

That evening, an official sent from the palace visited the empty coffin.

“What’s going on?”

“This is a message to the monks.”

“is it? “Please wait a moment.”

After a while, monks appeared, following the soldiers who had received Henry’s orders.

Looking at the monks who were very nervous, the official delivered the command.

“Please come to the palace tomorrow morning.”

“All right.”

* * *

The next morning, the monks visited Gyeongbokgung Palace. The monks, surrounded by soldiers in a manner more like a siege than a guard, walked around with frightened faces.

The monks, who were moving ambiguously as to whether they were walking or being dragged, stopped in the front yard of Geunjeongjeon.

On the stairs leading up to Geunjeongjeon, King Sejong was sitting on a chair looking at them, and Hyang was standing next to him, looking at them.

“Your Majesty the King of this country. “Take courtesy!”

The monks quickly bowed to the interpreter’s words.

King Sejong returned the favor by lightly raising his hand and looked back.

“You step forward.”

“Yes Abama.”

Hyang said lightly and stepped forward, looking at the monks and opening his mouth.

“Where do you guys come from?”

“My name is Giovanni, a member of the Franciscan Order, and these people are with me.”

In response to Giovanni’s answer, the perfume’s eyes lit up and it asked again.

“Giovanni, a Franciscan? Do you know a monk named Angelo?”

“My alumni are here.”

“Hoo….”

Hyang let out a light exclamation and asked the question again.

“okay. Friar Giovanni. “Why did you come to Joseon?”

“Angelo’s letter said it was the best place to study and pursue knowledge.”

“Is that really all?”

“Well…”

“Answer in the name of your god. Of course, when the author, who was said to be the first disciple chosen by the ancestors, was in danger, he immediately denied the ancestors and even cursed them, so I don’t really believe it.”

When the incense mentioned an anecdote about what Peter did on the day Jesus was taken away, Giovanni closed his mouth with a slightly red face.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“To be honest, missionary work is a priest’s mission.”

“Angelo said the same thing. So, there is a question I asked you to convey to the Pope. Did you bring the answer?”

Giovanni answered the question about the fragrance right away.

“The Holy Father has said that offering ancestral rites to ancestors is not heresy.”

“Can you swear to the truth in the name of the God you believe in?”

“I can swear.”

“If so, please submit a document that officially records it.”

Giovanni responded to the perfume’s command with a perplexed face.

“I don’t have any documents.”

“why?”

“….”

Giovanni had no choice but to keep his mouth shut when asked about the scent. This was because the situation in the Vatican was a mess.

* * *

The question posed by the fragrance through Angelo was still shaking the European religious and academic world even as time passed.

‘Pope first VS. ‘Council first’ ‘Separation of church and state VS. ‘Orthodox unity’.

‘Church Reform VS. Maintaining the current system VS. ‘Return to fundamentalism’.

There were endless disputes over many issues, and countless thinkers claimed that their opinions were the correct ones.

It was truly the European version of ‘the era of hundreds of families fighting.’

And the most useful means for these thinkers to assert the legitimacy of their ideas were the questions asked by Hyang.

“The question asked by that foreign prince is an obvious point! And the answer to that is my opinion!”

“What you said is bullshit! “What I said is right!”

Because this type of chaos – war of words, but also bloodshed – continued, Pope Eugenius IV was unable to provide an answer in an official document.

* * *

Because it was a situation like this, Giovanni had no choice but to keep his mouth shut when asked the reason for the scent.

Perfume, looking at Giovanni like that, came to a conclusion.

“Since there is no official document, missionary work cannot be permitted.”

“But the Holy Father has given us a clear answer.”

“Even if there are documents, it is not uncommon for everything to change overnight in politics. But can you trust what is said only orally?”

Giovanni closed his mouth again at the perfume’s point.

When she saw Giovanni like that, she continued speaking in a stern voice.

“To be honest, I am in a situation where I am worried about whether or not I should accept you even if I only study academics. This is because Joseon is already overflowing with knowledge and people. Even those who only focus on academic research have to consider whether or not to accept them. Do you think there is a need to accept those with different minds? So decide. If you only want to do academic research, I will allow you to stay in Joseon, but if not, leave Joseon when the Portuguese return! After this, we will be forcibly deported!”

Giovanni, who had been pondering the firm command for a while, opened his mouth with difficulty.

“I am offended, but would you mind if I make a decision after meeting my alumni?”

At Giovanni’s request, Hyang turned around and reported to King Sejong.

After a while, the fragrance that received the answer from Sejong answered Giovanni.

“I allow it. “I will attach soldiers immediately.”

“Thank you.”

* * *

“sibling! Brother Angelo!”

Angelo, who was wrestling with a formula in the lab’s office, jumped up from his seat when he heard a voice he never expected to hear here.

Angelo turned in the direction from which the voice was heard, and as soon as he saw Giovanni, he spread his arms wide in joy.

“Oh brother!”

The two people hugged with happy faces and immediately kissed each other lightly on the cheek.

“Please sit here.”

“Thank you.”

Angelo, who offered Giovanni a seat, immediately asked a question as soon as he sat down across from him.

“But what happened to this distant, foreign land?”

“That’s what you mean…”

* * *

“That’s right…”

Angelo, who heard the incense order from Giovanni, nodded lightly.

“Even though it is a foreign country and they believe in other religions, isn’t it too harsh?”

“There’s a reason for everything.”

In response to Giovanni’s complaint, Angelo explained the reason.

“It’s because the kingdom before this kingdom was founded declined because of religion. Of course, it wasn’t just because of religion, but it couldn’t be said to be innocent. So the king and nobles who currently rule this kingdom have no choice but to be sensitive to religion.”

“Is that so?”

Nodding slightly, Angelo continued his explanation.

“The nobles and intellectuals who lead this country now are essentially atheists. They see religion itself as deceiving the people and unfairly extorting them.”

“That’s extreme.”

“Well, because there is a precedent…. Especially since the king who is currently leading this country views religion negatively. “From what I heard, from the beginning of his reign, he abolished monasteries and temples and drastically reduced religious denominations.”

“Huh… Did the people stay still?”

When Giovanni gave an incredulous look, Angelo slightly shrugged his shoulders.

“For the people of this country, what the king does is sacrosanct and inviolable.”

“But…”

“I saw this myself. A few years ago, there was a cult that believed in a ghost called ‘Dubaksin’. At that time, the king not only sentenced all of the cultists to severe punishment, but also tried to clean up all existing temples and sects, as well as fortune tellers who worshiped ghosts. Of course, the ministers dissuaded him from doing so, saying it was too harsh, so it ended up being a failure. “The people in power in this country have a strong aversion to religion.”

* * *

As Angelo said, King Sejong’s response when the ‘head-skin incident’ occurred was stern.

Not only did they find and severely punish those who first spread the dubak spirit, but they even issued an order to arrest all shamans living in the capital.

The plan was to use the Dubaksin incident as an opportunity to eliminate all shamans who worshiped all gods, but they had no choice but to stop because it was judged that shamanism was a folk custom and could not be easily eradicated.

However, in the aftermath, many Buddhist events, including the Lotus Lantern Festival, and the Saboksi ancestral rites had to be stopped for a while.

* * *

“Huh… I’m embarrassed.”

Seeing Giovanni looking literally perplexed, Angelo made an expression saying there was nothing he could do.

“There is nothing we can do about the situation in this country. “You either bring the documents with you, or you just focus on academic research like me.”

“Right.”

Giovanni nodded, looked around, lowered his voice and called out to Angelo.

“Brother. “What is the situation in this country now?”

“What is the situation in Joseon? “What does it mean?”

“Have you ever thought about going west, to Europe?”

Angelo, realizing the meaning of Giovanni’s question, looked around with a serious look on his face and lowered his voice to ask.

“why? “What happened in the Vatican?”

“I’ll explain that later. So answer my question first.”