The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 340

“There! Load it quickly!”

“yes!”

“Oh hey guys, I’ll do it then!”

An old man with a white beard, showing off his big muscles, strode up a bale and loaded it onto the wagon.

“Ah, Acting Chief. How do you carry things yourself? Then you get hurt.”

“Don’t worry, Lord. Not even my cancer. Rather, the wind is cold, but I am worried that Sang Sangju will come out and go through hardships. Also, if you want to go a long way, you will have to rest well…”

“You said that I had a hard time since I was young. it’s okay. Now, since you seem to have loaded all your luggage, why not have a hot drink.”

When Yuzhang, a merchant of silk ginseng, held out a gourd full of alcohol, the old man emptied it at once, wiping away the thick drops of sweat with his other hand.

“You must have worked hard all night, but leave the finish to the young people and take a break.”

“Are you tired?”

“….”

“What are you sad about? I have never felt so full of energy in my life.”

“Is that so?”

“Oh. Everyone is of one mind. Children and grandchildren, how can they be tired now that they can feed their stomachs and keep their backs warm?”

Yu-jang smiles at the old man’s words.

He was a merchant named Na Hong-jin who had lived in Napo-bak for a long time.

However, there was nothing to do other than trade with other regions that sprouted like beans during a drought.

The more he worked, the more he lost, so he couldn’t pass it on to his son, and he had no choice but to let go and watch the company go bankrupt. Today was the best day ever.

I thought that as long as it was like these days, there would be no regrets even if I died.

Wouldn’t that mind be the same for everyone?

The trade between Ludongcheon and Shanseo Trading Company began in earnest.

Old and broken wagons had to be repaired, and ropes to secure the luggage had to be twisted non-stop.

Is that all? As the number of customers increased, the sound of cooking knives constantly echoed in the inn where flies were chased away.

Merchants who had been sleeping for a long time were active, and the inn and bar were crowded with drunken people, creating a nightlife.

As money circulated and people overflowed, the streets of Napo Park, which had been dying without power, began to overflow with liveliness.

As more and more people have already migrated outside Saturn, the sound of hammers from carpenters building houses can be heard.

Na Hong-jin and Yu-jang were in the middle of a chat while drinking alcohol.

“Ah!”

One of the children who was running around the upper carriage with sweets in her hand tripped on a rock and fell.

“…Ahh!”

When the knee of the tattered silk dress is slashed and blood is overflowing, I wonder if nothing is wrong, but as soon as I see the soil-stained sweets, I burst into tears.

It seemed more sad than the wound on his knee that he couldn’t eat the sweets he had been begging his father for.

“Oh, you bastard!”

Seeing the child brushing off the dirt from the sweets, Na Hong-jin hurriedly ran away after dropping the gourd.

“Throw it away. If you get sick, what are you going to do with it?”

“No! It’s a waste.”

“…”

Well, when was the last time children ran around with sweets in their hands?

My memory was fuzzy now.

Na Hong-jin shook his head at the sight of the child hugging him tightly in his arms as if trying to defend the sweets, and took out the bag from inside his bosom.

“It’s warm.”

“….”

An iron coin in Na Hong-jin’s hand with his hand wide open.

“Throw it away and buy a new one with this money.”

“…yes?”

The child blinked her cute eyes and looked at Na Hong-jin.

“You guys, come here too.”

At Na Hong-jin’s cry, the children who had been running around like their own house gathered.

“Now, don’t fight, take one at a time. Whether you buy sweets or something else, you decide.”

“yes! Grandpa!”

In case they changed their minds, the children took the iron coins from Na Hong-jin’s hands and ran.

“With the original guys. Would that be good?”

Na Hong-jin, who was even more excited by the innocent smiles of the children, returned to Yu-jang’s side.

“Are these kids you know?”

“How can you not know? All of them must be children living in Napobak.”

“…?”

“Huh-huh, how are you? Just a month ago, I had no money in my pocket. Now, even if I buy sweets for the children, how can I not cheer up when my stomach is full?”

At Na Hong-jin’s words, Yoo-jang nodded with a satisfied expression.

How to be generous in the barn. Even if you wanted to give, you couldn’t do it because you couldn’t afford it, but now that you can afford it, you feel the joy of sharing.

people of the magic cult.

They were completely different from what the world imagined.

All the people in the middle plain know are the appearances of the warriors of the Demonic Cult.

Scary, cruel, and murderers who have lost even human emotions.

However, the appearance of the common people living in the territory of the Demonic Cult was no different from Jungwon.

“I don’t know how to thank my upper lord.”

“For me?”

“Oh. How can I not know? That Jungwon would have to risk his life to do business with us.”

“…”

“Thank you for your courage. Not only me, but all the people of Napobak will be of the same mind.”

At Na Hong-jin’s words, Yoo-jang smiled.

“Agent-nim. I am just a merchant.”

“…?”

“It was the newly appointed Dongcheon Lord who made the courageous decision.”

“Oh. How can I not know His grace?”

“…”

“He said that he would not accept the excessive taxes and forbade the usual exploitation. Now they say you only have to pay a fee from part of the money you earn. If he’s frozen and anyone insults him, he’ll probably be beaten to death in the street.”

Na Hong-jin screamed while pounding my chest.

“Ah, come to think of it, what kind of relationship does the Lord of the Sanghap have with him?”

“It’s meant to be…”

Yoojang laughed silently.

I thought it was really great.

After taking charge of the Shanseo Chamber of Commerce, I had a lot of worries about expanding the business area.

In the midst of that, who could have thought of an exclusive deal with the Demonic Cult?

When I first met Jinmu, I thought of him as just a young warrior with excellent martial arts skills.

It didn’t take long for time to pass, but he became a hero who made his name known throughout the Jeongmu-maeng, and he became a master of the sapae, and now he was extending his name to the Magyo.

It may not have been what he expected, but he is a person who is deeply trusted not only by soldiers but also by the grassroots.

Who else has made such an achievement in the history of Daegwan Jungwon Moorim?

He, who used to run a small troupe in Gansu Province, has now become the owner of a huge troupe in central plains called Sanseo Trading Company.

Ever since I met Jinmu, my life has changed.

Now, there is even an anticipation of how far he will go.

“Well, it seems that the things are roughly organized, so let’s have a drink with the workers with this.”

Yujang handed over the heavy bag from his bosom to Na Hong-jin.

“Oops! top lord. After paying all the bills already…”

“Don’t hesitate. It is a bribe to ask for your kindness in the future.”

“Uh heh heh, okay, okay. Thanks to my today, I’m going to pay for the name of the top manager.”

Seeing Na Hong-jin, who politely received the bag, gathered the people who had finished their work, Yoo-jang smiled happily.

* * *

Napobak Yukdongcheon’s Grand Pavilion.

The warriors of Maryeongdae stood guard, glaring at the surroundings with menacing eyes.

“Who are you!”

Chun-gil, the commander of the Maryeongdae, who was in charge of guarding the figure approaching with a lantern to light up the darkness, shouted fiercely and grabbed the handle of the sword.

“The head of the Shanxi Chamber of Commerce.”

“Ah, Lord of the upper ranks!”

When Yu-jang revealed his identity, Chun-gil was delighted and put down the knife.

Yukdongcheon’s perception of whey was not different from that of the soldiers of Yukdongcheon. Since his visit, the quality of meals and even weapons and uniforms have changed to a high quality, so what should I say?

Yujang was the most important guest in Yukdongcheon.

“What are you doing at this hour?”

“I have to leave tomorrow, so I have come to see the Lord.”

“I see. Hmm…”

Chun-gil made a puzzled face at Yu-jang’s words.

“why? What’s going on?”

“It’s not like that… Actually, Dongcheon Lord and the leaders are in the midst of an important meeting. Because he said don’t let anyone in.”

“I see. How is it? I had a few things to tell you…”

Yujang shook his head and tried to turn around, but Chungil hurriedly grabbed him.

“Supreme Lord. Then could you wait a moment?”

“…”

“I’ll go in and ask.”

“Would you please?”

“Oh. He is no one else, but the Lord of the top. Please wait here for a moment.”

“yes.”

Chun-gil stopped Yu-jang’s steps and jumped inward as if flying.

* * *

“Oh, Lord of the top. You don’t rest.”

“Ah, Chief Elder.”

As if the meeting had just ended, Mok So-san, who was coming out, found Yujang and jumped to greet him with tabi.

“You said you came to see Dongcheon Lord?”

“yes.”

“If you do, come in with me. I will see you.”

“You must be tired from the meeting.”

“You are tired. Could it be? As you know, I am the person who is in charge of the trade with Shanxi Chamber of Commerce and Industry. Of course, I have to take it.”

“Ha ha, I see. Come in with me.”

The elders coming out of the Daejeon Pavilion toward Yujang, guided by Mt.

It’s something to live for a very long time.

Who would have known that the terrifying warriors of the Demonic Cult would treat them so friendly?

It was clear that even if I went back and told people, they would never believe me.

As I entered Daejeon Pavilion, I saw familiar faces.

Hwangshin and Sodongbo.

And the puppet who was a full-time Cheonju and became the manager of Jinmu, his son Goechung, and part of the Demonic Daeju.

Even Woo Yang-jin, who is said to have made him a disciple, and exposing an open beggar.

“Come on.”

“Meet the Lord.”

“Yeah, I had something to tell you, but you’re welcome.”

“You want me to tell you something?”

Jinmu nodded at Yujang’s question, and So Dongbo, who was quick-witted, hurriedly unfolded the folded map again.

“We’re thinking of hitting Sadongcheon now.”

“What about Sadongcheon?”

“If it were to be easier to go up, wouldn’t it be more convenient to go to Gansu rather than Cheonghae?”

“Hmm, yes, but.”

He glanced at the existing Demonic Cult warriors, whom he didn’t know much about except that Yujang was still familiar with them.

“why? What’s wrong?”

“…”

“It’s okay. They are no different from one family now, so don’t worry and tell me.”

“yes.”

As Jinmu reassured him, Yujang spoke out.

“Isn’t it too premature? I heard that even if the power of Childongcheon and Yukdongcheon were combined, it would not reach Sadongcheon.”

At Yu-jang’s words, the puppets and other Demonic Cult warriors make strange faces.

He had a questionable expression on how the merchant, who had only been there for a short time, knew such a thing.

But whey isn’t just a merchant.

Prior to Shanxi Sanghuiju, he belonged to the military department of Yingbodang under Jeoksaeng.

He is also a person with an outstanding ability to read and analyze the world.

Of course, there was no way the Demonic Cultists knew that fact, so it was a natural reaction.

“It is a fact that everyone knows that the Lord is strong, but the damage will not be negligible, right?”

“There will be no damage. The Sadong Heavenly Lord will take care of emptying the inside.”

“…?”

I didn’t understand.

Yujang had seen Jinmu fight several times.

He was never one to start a no-win fight.

Even if they fight, they fight in a way that minimizes damage. Whether it is a geographical advantage or a strategic advantage, a war begins after occupying a good position unconditionally.

But how?

Knowing that you are relatively inferior in order to penetrate the gateway to Gansuk… Wait a minute? What if Sadong Cheonju takes care of emptying itself?

Yujang widens his eyes, and Jinmu grins.

It seems that the quick-witted guy has already figured out the rough strategy.

“Now you know what to do when you go back?”

“Roughly… I understand.”

“Next time, we’ll have to build a bigger guild.”

“All right.”

Jinmu nodded at Yujang’s words.

But the rest of the people watching still didn’t understand and just blinked their eyes.

They talk about this and that among themselves and nod as if they understand…

“The chief elder must be quite busy.”

“yes? what is that?”

“You will soon have to oversee the transaction with the three Dongcheons.”

“…?”

three dongcheon?

Even at the meeting of the leadership, only the heads of the unmanned corps and the areas to be assigned to each were divided, but isn’t it like saying that the war has already been won? I think

I’m going to die of curiosity

.

I couldn’t say I didn’t understand what the merchant knew.

Above all, wouldn’t it be a big deal if you opened your mouth for nothing and Jinmu called out ‘Each out’?

At times like this, just…

“Ha ha ha ha!”

“Heh heh heh!”

“indeed!”

I have no choice but to laugh and pretend to know.

Jinmu stared blankly at Moksosan, a puppet.

Why are they laughing? Do they know what they are laughing at?