The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 450

Episode 450

Jinmu and the soldiers of the Silver Widan hide in Wi Jeong-pil’s manor under cover of darkness.

Killing the presence and moving, the outer eye in the lead suddenly stopped.

[Lord.]

“….”

[There are those who are hiding.] Jinmu

focused his mind on the urgent tone of the external eye and spread his senses in all directions.

Since the formation of Taegeuk, the flow of energy has been seen, and now the range has more than doubled.

familiar spirits.

It was clear that the seochang officials who had been feeling often lately.

what? is it a trap?

There is no way that Wi Jeong-pil prepared it when he said he would come.

The desperation in his eyes was not something that could be expressed through acting.

And the location of the unmanned soldiers was too sparse to be called a trap.

I mean, I didn’t camp out to catch anyone…

But there’s nothing wrong with being careful. The stone bridge must also be beaten.

Would you use it only after stepping on it thinking it was strong and becoming a drowning mouse?

[External Eye.]

[Yes, God.]

[Check to see if there are other people hiding besides those who are watching.]

[Okay.]

When the External Eye gave a short hand signal, the flow of energy around them changed.

The warriors of the Eunwidan moved to their respective positions.

After a short wait, the external eye returned.

[I’ve never been hiding separately.]

“…”

If that’s the case, that’s it.

His title as sub-master of the Silver Wei Dan is his ability. I would search and search again and again.

Therefore, there is no enemy that can pose a threat.

If that’s the case, it means that the alumni who are here right now aren’t doing traps, but purely monitoring missions

.

On the other hand, he couldn’t trust the person he brought in, so he sent his subordinates all the way to Saga to keep an eye on him.

Well, if the bitch who killed me was sloppy, that would hurt my pride as well.

Shouldn’t it taste good when cooking at this level?

A mischievous smile appeared on Jinmu’s lips.

[External eye.]

Realizing that it had a different meaning from the previous call, her eyes, which had only one external eye, shone fiercely.

[Deployment is over.]

[Clean up.]

[Yes.]

In response, he took out a small flute and put it in his mouth.

Silent sound specially designed to allow distant warriors of Eunwidan to communicate with each other.

The bulging cheeks of the outer eyes sank.

With no sound or movement, the scent of blood began to emanate from the manor.

Stone lanterns and pavilions in the garden.

From under the eaves to under the shadowed wall.

The bloody smell, which was slight at first, soon became strong enough to sting the nose, and the watchers who had stopped breathing all over the place slumped to the ground.

I felt the flow of qi, which had been calm throughout, change to chaos.

The situation will not be judged in an unexpected raid.

Isn’t it a redhead in the middle of the night that isn’t for them, like being struck by lightning in the dry sky?

But it’s already too late.

Don’t you think they are called Haomen’s best for nothing?

The Eunwidan has already bit your necks and wrapped them in a coil, so no one can escape.

How much more time has passed since then?

The flow of qi stabilized again.

“God, it is over.”

Omok put together a report on the mute sounds of the subordinates heard from all over the place.

Since everyone is dead, there is no need to write the whole tone.

“Okay, how about Jeongpil Wi?”

“It is the third hall on the left.”

“I will come to meet you.”

“I will make sure there is no fuss.”

The lowered head seeped into the darkness again, and soon a silence fell in the manor as if a slaughter had occurred.

Jinmu, who openly appeared in the middle of the manor, where only the scent of blood from the corpses remained thick, moved toward the dimly lit palace.

In front of the palace, two escorts were secretly sleeping.

This, too, was the work of the Eunwidan.

Before starting the slaughter, he pointed out blood transfusion to block all elements that could cause a disturbance.

Perhaps when they wake up, they won’t know what happened.

“Wi Jung-pil.”

The shadows in the room shook at Jinmu’s low voice calling from outside the door, and the door burst open.

“Udosa!”

Wi Jeong-pil, who came out with a happy face, soon found the corpses in the garden and his eyes widened.

“There were a lot of rats.”

“…!”

Surprisingly, Wi Jeong-pil, who regained his composure within a moment, sighed lightly.

“Come in.”

“…”

Seeing his expression calm down faster than expected, Jinmu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

You must have been aware of Seochang’s surveillance to some extent.

Well, if it’s a person like Wi Jeong-pil, that wouldn’t be a big deal.

Because he served three generations of emperors and reigned as the lord of the night.

Without hesitation, Jinmu entered the palace hall and sat down with Wi Jeong-pil.

“….”

“..”

Time passed as we stared at each other.

Jinmu was the first to speak in the tense silence.

In this yard, there was no need to keep each other in check and hide one another.

“I will omit the honorific.”

“I will not book.”

“From now on, your fate will be determined by your answers to my questions.”

Wi Jeong-pil’s face hardened at the cold words.

Jinmu was an unusual person.

It was rare that he had many different looks at the same time.

He had the appearance of a swindler who deceived the king and the queen at the same time, he had a bad figure like Parakho, and he had the figure of a merchant who took care of his own interests in any situation.

But now it was different again.

How could Wi Jeong-pil, who served the emperor all his life, not recognize it?

Not raising his voice and threatening with his eyes, but the dignity of a monarch naturally built into his body.

It was never something that could be had by decorating it that made the person facing it bow their head.

Is this the true face of Jinmu, who is said to be the strongest fighter in the midfield?

Wi Jung-pil smiled lightly, feeling himself fascinated by Jinmu.

It became like this.

He will be able to fulfill his will in the face of threats from the queen and the king.

He made up his mind and slowly got up from his seat and bowed deeply to Jimmu to show his respect.

“I was already prepared to give up my life from the moment I visited you.”

“…”

Jinmu stared at Wi Jeong-pil, who suddenly changed his attitude.

Iza is not the only one who has corrected his posture.

The moment he lifted his bowed waist, the disposition in his voice changed, and even his expression and eyes changed.

There are few people who can change everything at once.

In particular, those who had been sitting in a high position for a long time had a hard time lowering themselves.

However, he humbled himself in an instant and made his opponent feel dignified, but he did not look servile.

That’s very important.

All people are not wary when dealing with those lower than themselves.

No, rather open your mind. Because they consider themselves superior.

Therefore, when building friendships, it is very important to lower oneself than the other person and to suit one’s taste.

“Awesome. After learning about you, they say that you are very self-righteous and like Sagar who does not tolerate even the slightest mistake?”

“Because it had to look that way.”

“It sounds like you were saying that you acted in order to catch the eyes of the princess.”

“….”

I glanced at him, but Wi Jeong-pil did not answer and just laughed quietly.

“Okay, I like it. So now tell me What is the reason you came to me and asked me such a question?”

“You are more direct than I thought. I thought you would look after me a little longer.”

“….”

Damn that direct speech… I was asking this outright on purpose, right?

Jinmu frowned slightly as if he didn’t like it.

When an unprepared question strikes, most of them get flustered, but there is no agitation at all.

“You don’t laugh like that.”

“…?”

“It makes me feel bad because I feel like I’m being found out somehow.”

“I will be careful.”

Jinmu, who was staring at Wi Jeong-pil, who calmly nodded, let out a short sigh.

“I don’t have much time.”

“They will come to check on the situation since the watchers at Seochang are dead and there won’t be reports every hour, right?”

“I know you well.”

“The king could not be as meticulous as the princess.”

“say it. The answer to my question.”

“I have to do it. But before that, I want to know the sincerity of Udosa or Jinmu Dojang.”

It was just a change of title, but there was a lot in it.

It is not the Udosa who belongs to the gap of power, but the question of Jinmu, the Murim.

“What do you mean?”

“The reason why I jumped into the fight between the queen and the king.”

“…”

“From my point of view, Master Jinmu didn’t take anyone’s side. The other day, I made them appear to be on the side of the nobles, but now I made them believe that they were on the side of the king.”

This child, the king and queen, sees what they cannot see.

It means that I knew it right away, but why didn’t I report it to the noblewoman?

As my doubts grew, a fact suddenly flashed through my mind.

what was considered a variable.

The eunuchs and concubines who should have seen them quietly shut their mouths when the Hwangshin took the throne.

Or is it Wi Jeong-pil?

Seeing Jinmu’s questionable eyes, Wi Jeong-pil continued to speak in a calm voice.

“They think for a moment that each other is a winner, but in reality both are losing money. The only thing that has benefited so far is Jinmu Dojo.”

“It’s quite right.”

“It is overrated. However, I couldn’t understand Jinmu’s intentions. What do the Murim people want to gain by reducing their taxes?”

“…”

This raw ginger was too ripe.

Doesn’t the damn old man know all of his goals?

But I can’t say that I intend to devour the

imperial palace.

“As expected, it’s overrated.”

“But you are misunderstanding something.”

“…?”

“I am a guru of a dead shaman, but I am a Sapa by birth.”

“What is it?”

“It means that you don’t even look at the opponent’s hand and take out your own hand.”

“…!”

“By the way, the current me is the beast that attacked you. No one knows that I came here, so I’m no different from a robber. It means that if you don’t like me, just kill them all.”

After changing his attitude, Wi Jeong-pil’s composure, which he had maintained, was broken.

Looking at his hardened face, Jinmu continued speaking calmly.

“And tomorrow morning, it will be known that Wi Jeong-pil, the head of the court case, was disastrously attacked by an unknown beast. Of course, now that the kingship is absent, I, the guard officer Udosa, will be doing the investigation.”

Wi Jeong-pil, who understood the meaning of Jinmu, fell into trouble.

Right now, Jinmu was saying that he would never reveal his true feelings until he heard his answer.

With threats to kill if wrong.

And the time was even tighter.

In the unlikely event that a recital intervenes, this hard-earned opportunity will be lost forever.

“Whew… I see. He is the first person in history to unify the Moorim.”

“It’s too much praise, and we haven’t unified yet.”

Jinmu imitated Wi Jeong-pil’s words and waved his hand.

“great. Then promise me one thing.”

“…?”

“From now on, I promise to keep quiet about everything I hear and see.”

At that, Jinmu laughed.

“As I said, I am a Sapain by birth. Would you believe me?”

“Yes, I believe.”

“….”

“The pride of being the strongest in the midfield.”

Jinmu shakes his head and sighs at Wi Jeong-pil’s firm gaze.

“Okay, I promise. However, the answer to be presented in the future should be of value enough to keep that promise.”

Wi Jeong-pil gathered his thoughts for a while at the promise accompanied by a calm life, then stood up and vigorously kicked the folding screen on one side of the wall.

what are you doing… huh?

What is that? A secret passage?