The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 410

An uncomfortable seat led to awkwardness.

No matter what King Young asked, Cheol Ji-ryang only repeated yes or no, so the conversation couldn’t continue.

Alcohol was served to alleviate the awkwardness that seemed to last until the end of the table, and only after King Yeong made efforts to refill his glasses in turn did Cheolji-ryang speak a little bit.

“From what I heard, the government officials are making a remarkable contribution to maintaining public order in the region.”

“It doesn’t matter. We are just doing what we have to do, Your Highness.”

“Heh heh, what should I do? Aren’t Sapa and Demonic Cults completely uninterested in public order, even though they are all Murim people?”

“Yeah… It was, but it will change soon, so don’t worry.”

“Is it different?”

“yes. Now that the owner has changed, the atmosphere will also change.”

“Hmm, the owner has changed?”

The Young King, who had just taken a glass of wine, shone with curiosity.

“Are you referring to the Jinmu dojo called Mudangjigeom?”

“Ah, did you know?”

“Everyone knows. How could I not hear the name of the hero who made the midfield buzz now? Even though I am away from home, I can still hear it from time to time, mixed with the wind.”

As soon as the story of Jinmu came out, the atmosphere was surprisingly soft.

“I heard you got your hands on the Demonic Cult this time?”

“That’s right.”

The answer came from the firefighter Yang in the back.

“You look friendly. You didn’t say a word, and then you finally opened your mouth.”

“Ah, that’s… I’m sorry, Your Highness.”

When Yang Xiaobang, who had unknowingly stepped forward, scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed expression, King Yeong smiled broadly and waved his hand.

“Haha what do you mean? Let’s listen closely. I only heard my rumors, so I don’t know much. what kind of person is he? What kind of relationship do you two have?”

“That’s…”

Yang Xiaobang forgot the awkwardness and started talking excitedly, while Cheol Ji-ryang and Deung Yeopyeong listened with joyful expressions, like children listening to old stories.

“Was that Bukri Docheon really that great?”

“Oh yeah, yeah. There was no one to be defeated under the sky. Even if we fight in groups, he is a person we cannot win.”

“Even those who are called Heo Jeongmu-Chilseong are having a difficult time, so they are at the level of rookies.”

“What do you mean by beating such a Northern Lidocheon? It should have been right there. I missed an opportunity that will never come again.”

“Sorry. I heard that Mupunggae is full of friendly spirit.”

“Oh. If there’s one thing I like the most besides drinking, it’s going up against a master. Hot hot hot!”

King Yeong puts in a chu-im-sae, and so-bang Yang accepts it and chats excitedly.

Starting with the story of when he became a shaman, the fight with Cheol Ji-ryang, Cheonung-bang, Sapae-cheon, and then Makyo.

Because he had the most detailed understanding of Jinmu’s actions, he did not know that the story would end.

“This is burning my throat.”

“Eat, eat, hehe. It was so much fun that I didn’t even notice the time passing.”

Deung Yeopyung laughed and scolded Yang So-bang as he jumped out of the bottle.

“What kind of insolence is this in front of your brother, Your Highness the Young King?”

“What kind of ugliness is this man? You really like Jinmu’s story. Isn’t that right, Your Highness?”

“Ah, that’s right. Stories about Moorim heroes are fun even when you get older.”

“Look. Wait a minute. From the neck, which was once damp.”

“You were very excited. Excited.”

Deung Yeopyeong with both hands and feet shook her head at the free-spirited attitude of Yang So-bang.

Even after the entire bottle of alcohol was emptied, the story of Yang So-bang continued for a long time.

Jegal Hyupjin, who had been quietly listening to the conversation between the two in the back, looked at the king intently.

The Jegal family, a shaman family with a fairly good reputation in the Moorim world and one of the most prestigious families that had produced countless grand dignitaries earlier, had a closer relationship with the government than any other family.

Although he was a Jegal Hyeopjin who was concentrating on the work of Murim as a great military leader of the political affairs alliance, he was not completely ignorant of the circumstances of the government.

No, I knew it more closely than anyone else present.

Yeongwang Joo Gyeon-rin. The younger brother of the current emperor and the eldest adult in the imperial family.

He was the only person who remonstrated to the emperor, who neglected state affairs while wrapped in a woman’s skirt.

According to the prevailing opinion, without him, the current emperor would have been dethroned a long time ago.

A man more like an emperor than an emperor.

Why did he come to the Jeongmu-maeng?

He couldn’t have come just to hear about Jinmu’s heroic story.

With the restriction that no one should tell anyone about just that matter, he was not the person to contact when we met secretly by letter.

In the meantime, the warriors wearing the black lip are the elite masters of the Imperial Palace belonging to the alumni and also under the admiral of the alumni.

For what?

What is your intention?

Jegal Hyeopjin made numerous hypotheses in his head while King Yeong laughed and chatted with Yang Xiaobang.

What is certain is that he is interested in Jinmu.

If you listen to the contents of the occasional chuimsae to the yangsobang, it is too detailed to say that I have been able to take a look at the heart of the unmanned.

It was clear that he was aiming for something related to Jinmu.

“…Do you know what this guy did after defeating North Lidocheon?”

“What did you do?”

“Well, after this guy passed the bridge back to Bukri Docheon…”

The moment Yang Sobang was about to talk about what happened after Cheonsan, Jegal Hyeopjin noticed a small desire in the King Yeong’s eyes.

That’s it.

Regarding the Battle of Cheonsan, it is a fact that anyone can know if they put in a little effort and gather rumors.

His whereabouts after that were erased at the request of Jinmu.

Sakwolcheon Haomun opened.

By as many as three intelligence organizations.

However, Jeongmu-maeng knew exactly where Jinmu was.

It is because the extrusion, which was the aftermath of the opening, is with him.

What if the Young King reached out to him and missed it from there?

The current conversation may have been to find out his whereabouts.

I don’t know why he showed interest in Jinmu, but Jegal Hyeopjin instinctively realized that it would play a very important role in the negotiations.

And that you should never say anything until you see the opponent’s hand.

“So, where did you go after that? Are you still in the Demonic Cult?”

“Oh, that’s…”

Yang So-bang, who was talking about this and that well, hesitated for a moment, unable to continue talking behind his back.

Yang So-bang is the one who oversees the intelligence organization of the Jeongmu-maeng. No matter how excited he was, he was not a great person who would easily reveal a fact that he had to hide.

Moreover, is it not someone else’s, but a matter of truth that he cherishes deeply?

But the core was already elsewhere.

“Tell me. I want to hear more about him…”

“That is it.”

Yang Xiaobang was slightly reminded and hesitated at the subdued tone.

Isn’t the opponent a young king?

It was a natural reaction since a person who could not help answering without knowing if he hadn’t spoken in the first place asked something that he shouldn’t have answered.

The King is more meticulous than I thought.

Could it be that the conversation started aiming for all of these things?

Well, it might be natural. Isn’t he the one who has been constantly fighting in the gap of power since he was born.

It was unreasonable for both firefighters.

From now on, I had to step in.

“Haha, Your Highness the Young King. It looks like he’s drunk a lot. I drank enough to make my face red, so I don’t know if I’m making a mistake.”

Jegal Hyeopjin grabbed Yang Xiaobang as if to support it and trembled.

When he came out, Yang So-bang, noticing something was strange, kept his mouth shut, and the rest, including Cheol Ji-ryang, politely stepped back and sat down.

Jegal Hyeopjin was next to Maengju in terms of status, but he was the youngest among the people in this place.

The fact that he, who had been withdrawn from the drinking party all of a sudden now, must have acted according to his position as a great military commander, so he thought that he must be thinking about something.

As if he had read the situation, regret flashed in the young king’s eyes for a moment. However, the seasoned man soon replied with a bright expression.

“Hehe, how could the Grand Army not say anything? So, are you interested in talking to me now?”

“Now what? I just love to listen. However, since His Highness, the King of Young, seems to have many questions to ask us, how can we answer them with just one or two words? I cannot keep my mouth shut.”

King Yeong, who was staring at Zhuge Hyeopjin, who politely embraced him with a smooth smile, let out a small sigh and laughed.

Judging from the situation, it seemed that Jegal Hyeopjin had revealed his true intentions.

It was my mistake. I thought I could easily get what I wanted, and I was too hasty because things seemed to work out as I thought.

“Yes, Grand Master, what answer do you want to give to my question?”

“well? I don’t know what kind of answer can put your Highness’s heart at ease.”

“It seems there are many things.”

“yes. There are many things that might interest you. If I had to bring one out, would it be the whereabouts of the shaman’s sword?”

“hmm.”

At the reply of Jegal Hyeopjin, who hit the point, King Yeong took a small deep breath.

“Sorry if I was rude.”

“no. Rather, it was my fault for coming to you and secretly trying to steal it.”

“I apologize.”

“Hehe anyway, it’s really worth calling it Zhuge.”

“you’re welcome. I usually adored the name of the high, but seeing it in person, rumors weren’t everything. Indeed, the King of Kings delivers.”

“If I do, will you give me the answer I want?”

“…”

Jegal Hyeopjin was silent for a while as if he was thinking about it, then smiled.

They are laughing at each other, but they hold the upper hand in negotiations.

“If so, shall I become a merchant?”

“Do you want to start with the price?”

“Your Highness is in a hurry, so there is no need for me to hand over the goods first, right?”

“Am I in a hurry? Ha ha ha!”

At the words of Jegal Hyeopjin, King Yeong burst out laughing for a long time.

People believe that the emperor is descended from the sky, so they call him the Son of Heaven, and the imperial family is the place where those who inherited the blood gather.

Is it a person who exists above people?

Most of them were afraid of them and it was normal to be afraid of them, and they always tried to be polite and not make mistakes.

That’s why people in the imperial family can’t open up and make friends.

But these are different.

Above all, it is free.

Although he has manners, he knows how to express his thoughts as they are, and he knows how to share a drink with someone he likes without hesitation.

The King suddenly felt envy towards them.

“grounding.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The young king, who stopped laughing, called the leader of the alumni warriors who guarded the inner room.

“Let everyone out.”

“yes? How can you leave Your Highness alone in the midst of those who are no different from gangsters?”

“Hey, man. don’t you already know? I don’t mean to disparage you guys, but they are the seven stars of government. If you’re mean, you won’t be an opponent, no matter how elite your alumni are.”

“…”

The young king’s words narrowed his forehead as if his pride had been hurt, but he couldn’t refute it.

Didn’t he know the inaction of Chilsung Jeongmu better than anyone else?

More than anything, it seemed that the Young King did not want the words from now on to go into the ears of others.

He may not know himself who brought him from the closest place to the king, but not others.

Also, letting herself go would mean protecting this place so that no one wanders around.

“If you do, I will leave for a while.”

“hmm.”

King Yeong nodded, and the warriors of the stranding and alumni fired at Cheol Ji-ryang once and then left the inner room one by one.

“Is it okay for all of us to hear?”

For some reason, Jegal Hyupjin, who thought that a serious conversation would come and go, asked, and the king nodded heavily.

The wine glass was emptied, and soon the young king’s mouth opened.

“What I want to say from now on is the shame of the current imperial family. Listen to it, but you must never say it.”

“…”

The King, who spoke as if he had made a promise, took a moment’s pause before opening his mouth again.

“Have you ever heard of overkill?”

“…?”

While everyone was puzzled, only Jegal Hyeopjin hardened his face.

How can you not know?

The secret story of the current imperial family, which could be accused of treason and killed just by talking about it.

“Your Majesty, how could you do that…”

Zhuge Hyeopjin tried to stop him, but the King raised his hand to stop him.

“Everybody who knows anything about it knows it.”

“…”

Jegal Hyeopjin now began to feel uneasy.

All in all, it’s an overcompensation.

I felt like I was caught up in something too big.