The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 377

Episode 377

The war is over.

The front of Samdongcheon’s main building was filled with the bodies of those who had died, and the smell of blood lingered.

However, everyone was calmly recovering from the scars left by the war.

And after Hanseung’s death, Jinmu locked himself in his place and did not come out for a long time.

I couldn’t fall asleep even if I lay still to sleep.

One day passed and another two days passed.

More than the gruesome appearance of Han Seung as he died, the painful moans of people he had never seen lingered in his ears.

The fact that some of them had been abducted by Yu Yue-cheong made him even more painful.

It was the fault of Yu Wolcheong, who was instigated by them.

However, since it was she who raised him and it was she who handed him the fortune, she had no choice but to stay awake because of the guilt.

Wolcheong-ah, what should I do with you now?

too many died Too many deaths…

For the first time, Jinmu felt that he might have to reverse his decision.

I made up my mind to let him live, but the crime that the consequences revealed was too heavy…

Maybe I should order the death of the person who gave me a reprieve on the day of my return.

Jinmu stayed up all night and spent the day grunting like he was suffering from a fever.

And, excluding Cheongsang, Cheongwoo Daegung, and Gochung, who were outside the door, Hwangsin and the children had no choice but to walk in front of the door silently with worried faces while listening to the sound of pain leaking out of the room.

The puppet was wandering between death and death, and Il Hil and Neung Seo Hyun managed to come to their senses, but could not get up from their seats.

In the meantime, it was Jinmu who fought against that strong beast, so there was no way he would be unscathed.

When the fight was over, his skin was torn and his body was covered in blood.

It was a fierce battle to the extent that the inside of Samdongcheon turned into ruins, so it was possible that he suffered internal injuries.

Even so, with the door closed without a word and groaning alone, everyone was upset.

“Shall we prepare the executioner meat?”

“…”

“Can you pull some grass?”

“…”

At Chung-wu’s worried question, everyone, including Cheong-sang, said nothing and only frowned.

They are worried, but they are angry with themselves.

Cheongsang hated himself for not being able to help Jinmu with anything during the fight, and Hwangshin, So Dongbo, and Gakchul rebuked them for not being able to stay by his side despite claiming to be escorts. was choking

“Can you say something…”

The only person who was innocently worried about Jinmu without thinking was Chungwoo.

It was the fourth day that everyone had different thoughts and couldn’t sleep or even drink a sip of water.

jump.

visit was held.

Then Jinmu walked out.

“Sasook!”

Those who had been waiting for the cry of Cheongsang, who was sitting on the veranda, jumped up and looked at Jinmu.

“…”

Jinmu, who blinked his eyes at them, tilted his head.

As I looked, they all looked the same.

All of them had sunken eyes and sunken cheeks… He

had the appearance of a sick person, but it was clear at a glance that his haggard face and his sunken eyes were filled with worries about himself.

Siri makes the puppies touch people….

Suddenly, they start to cry.

However, no matter how you do it, you can’t show weakness to those below you.

Isn’t it the attitude of a superior to show a strong appearance at times like this?

“You guys…”

“…”

When Jinmu opened his mouth, everyone looked at him with sad eyes.

“Is it because I ate something wrong without my knowledge? Have you ever been caught in Gwakran as a group? Did you have diarrhea all day?”

“…yes?”

“No, how come you all can’t even eat grass porridge? And this smell again… Didn’t you wash it?”

Everyone’s expressions twisted along with Jinmu, who frowned naively.

Is that what a person who struggled for four days would do?

And both Sasuk and the Lord… Though the koraji are no different from us.

But there are words that should never be spoken out of mouth. Everyone just kept their mouths shut and shouted inwardly.

“Are you feeling well?”

Cheongsang asked.

“Wook!”

“Sasook!”

When Jinmu suddenly grabbed his stomach and knelt down, Cheongsang came up to him with a surprised expression and supported him, and the rest of them gathered in a huddled posture, unable to hide their surprised expressions.

growl

“…”

Silence ensued at the same time.

The source of the sound is obviously jinmu.

right! Follow me!

“Awesome!”

The shock that hit the head suddenly made the crowd, including Cheongsang, grab their heads and frown.

“what? what about those faces? Could it be that this body suffered internal injuries while dealing with such a bastard?”

“….”

“Can you check on me by handing me one by one from now on?”

“….”

“Don’t worry unnecessarily, bring some rice. hungry.”

“…”

“What are you doing? didn’t you hear?”

“No that…”

“No that… what?”

“….”

“These are just plain! Who cares about whom? don’t you move fast? Rice meat sake! hurry!”

“…”

Gakchul, who was pointed out with a finger, was rice, and Cheongwoo was meat, and Hwangshin was alcohol.

Sasuk…

Damn crazy… Gaecheonju.

There’s no way a monster like that hurts anywhere. I was worried for nothing.

But there are some words that should never be spoken.

* * *

After eating until his stomach was full, Jinmu led Cheongsang and others straight to the doctor’s office where Neungseohyun and others were lying.

They were all wrapped in bandages, so it looked like the injuries were serious.

It was worth it.

Although Jinmu dealt with beasts, they must have also fought with warriors of the level of the royal family.

He wouldn’t have been weak, and the fact that he hadn’t died was something to be considered fortunate.

Of course, it was a shame to miss him. I had a few questions to ask him.

“Oh no, Federation Lord.”

Ilil and Neungseohyun, who had recovered a little from Jinmu’s visit, hurriedly tried to get up.

“it’s okay. lay down.”

“But…”

“Anyway, they’re like weaklings. Are you hurt and upset because you had a great fight?”

“…sorry.”

Although Jinmu grumbled to hide his worried expression, Neung Seo-hyeon and Il-lil apologized with serious expressions.

Damn, don’t make that face.

Siri weakens people’s hearts.

Anyone who sees it will know that I am the worst person.

Jinmu ignored Il Il and Neung Seo Hyun and approached the puppet with bandages all over his body.

The pest, looking exhausted, moved away.

Still, it seemed that the insect, which was said to be my father, was attached to him and took care of him.

As Jinmu approached and sat down, the puppet, who only stuck out his eyes, struggled to open his mouth.

“It’s good that you’re all right… I’m glad…”

“…”

Damn old man.

It’s something to worry about.

If it’s hard, don’t just say it and keep your mouth shut.

“Yeon… Lord… I have to… retire… now.”

“….”

“Now back… step back…”

“Whoever wants it?”

“…”

Jinmu replied coldly, looking at the puppet.

“Who wants to retire? Do you think I will just watch you play as an old man in the back room?”

“…Federation Lord.”

“If you’re going to talk nonsense, do your best to recover from injuries.”

“…”

“I told you. He promised to be by his side when he stood at the top of the heavenly mountain. There is no retirement until then.”

“….”

“Neungseohyun.”

Jinmu, who was looking at the puppet, called Neungseohyun without turning his head.

“yes?”

“Do you still have that from before?”

“which…?”

“That short-term medicine that they were talking about in reverse.”

“There should be…”

“Give me a puppet.”

“Yes… yes?”

“Give me a puppet. I have to go to Cheonsan soon, but I can’t take you with me lying down like this.”

Everyone’s eyes widened in surprise at Jinmu’s words.

The figures of the Demonic Cult were completely shocked and their mouths were wide open.

“What do you want to play? You were going to give it to me anyway.”

“No, that’s the case… however…”

“So it’s mine. It doesn’t matter how you use it.”

Of course it is.

Although Jinmu refused, he thought it was his property, so Neung Seohyeon did not take the medicine and kept it.

But anyway, it’s too much.

The Yeokcheon Demon Command was a demon with excellent efficacy to the extent that it was given to Jinmu, whom he regarded as his master.

To the Demonic Cultists, it’s like heavenly gold, but to the puppet…

“Why? Are you afraid that the puppet will take Madan and become stronger than you? Don’t you know very well that even if you take the medicine anyway, if you don’t have self-realization, you won’t rise to the realm?”

“No, that’s not it. It’s for the Alliance Lord.”

“it’s okay. Now everyone knows my true identity, so I, who has the history of the Taoist family, could benefit from eating Madan. just give me a puppet Even if you can’t raise the level, it will be of great help in recovering your body.”

At Jinmu’s words, Neung Seohyun’s face twisted. I would never have thought that the Yeokcheon Demon Corps would only be used to recover from injuries.

“It’s a spirit, a magic medicine, and it’s good for someone who needs it to have it. So don’t be sorry.”

“…All right. I will do as you command.”

The owner of Madan was determined by Neung Seo-hyeon’s answer, and the puppet’s presbyopia was watery.

Goechung couldn’t hide his emotion and fell flat on his face toward Jinmu.

“Allied Lord! I will never forget the kindness you gave me for my father and I will be faithful.”

His hot voice rang through the room.

Eun

-hye is a pestilence.

Listen carefully. This baby.

Jinmu waved his hands and turned around.

“Recover quickly. As soon as the puppet recovers, we will depart for Cheonsan.”

“yes! Alliance Lord!”

Everyone responded with lively expressions to Jinmu’s calm voice.

Now, it’s Heaven.

North Lidocheon wait.

There’s something I really want to ask you. If there had been such a bloody fight in Yeha Dongcheon, I would have known, but why did you leave that beast alone?

I must hear it from your mouth. You nasty old bastard.

* * *

While the injured gradually entered the recovery period, Samdongcheon also stabilized. People who had fled came back and vitality began to circulate little by little in Guando in front of the main castle.

As always, people cheered at the change that led to Jinmu’s order, and there were overflowing praises for bringing peace by killing the beast.

And guests came.

“What is that?”

The guard guarding the wide open gates of the main castle looked at the approaching procession in a puzzled way.

The shape of the wagon escorted by two lines of warriors was a bit unique.

A luxurious carriage pulled by four steeds and covered in white cloth.

And in front of him, a homeless-looking soldier was approaching with a solemn expression on his horse.

The face was powdered white on the colorfully embroidered clothes…

It was a very strange look.

And the fingers holding the reins were made of metal… Something like an animal’s claw…

not an accessory, but a weapon?

Who in the Demonic Cult uses such a weapon?

“omg!”

Realizing something, the guard suddenly fell down in front of him with a frightened expression.

Undoubtedly.

He is one of the six absolutes who ascended to the Heavens of the Demonic Cult.

“Maehyeon, a warrior from Samdongcheon, sees a noble person!”

“…open the way.”

“yes!”

Even though he was clearly a man, he felt bored in his thin voice, like that of a woman.

Maehyeon, the guard, crawled out of his seat while lying face down on the ground, and the guards at the castle gate all knelt down and bowed their heads.