The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 434

The King Young, looking at Jinmu, was silent for a while.

I didn’t like the unlucky attitude of standing people upright and sipping tea while looking straight ahead, and the glossy face that seemed to look down on the whole world.

Is it because I was born in Sapa and raised as a Sapa?

Being uncomfortable with coffins was the same as the habit of Sapa people who live outside the legal framework.

It had nothing to do with the martial arts he possessed.

Even if he was a half-man, half-seon, Jinmu, who almost escaped the secular world and rose to the ranks of immortals, it was not easy to shake off the instinctive habit.

Not much more, isn’t he the head of the coffin, the imperial family?

Something very uncomfortable and reluctant…

But why, that unblinking eye and a strange smile hanging around the mouth?

Are we going to have a snowball fight now?

Even though he could break his neck right away, Jinmu’s eyes were bloodshot as he didn’t like that he was unknowingly shrinking.

Whatever happens, win and see.

Under the raised eyebrows, the eyes widened even more, and the chin was slightly raised, threatening the king.

The ridicule full of arrogance was a bonus.

Those born of noble blood naturally share the high and low of people.

It was an endemic characteristic of those who had been treated since birth.

Also, those guys tend to treat people below them as insignificant, so they often react easily to small provocations.

If that were true of high-ranking officials, there is no need to mention the bloodline of the imperial family.

That’s right. That makes sense.

King Yeong did not respond to Jinmu’s provocation.

Gwak Jong-san and the generals of the left army, who were seated together in Jinmu’s spoiled appearance, were at a loss.

It was none other than King Yeong, the most influential person among the royal family’s close relatives.

Regardless of position or age, he was a person of high status who had to be respected unconditionally.

However, it was not enough for a mediocre Moorim man to sit face to face with him and chat in casual language, such a provocative look and attitude.

I was so exhausted that I couldn’t even speak.

“Didn’t the cartoon say that he was a righteous and full of sense of justice?”

“That’s… I’m sure I saw

that…” Gwak Jong-san glared at Bang Man-pyeong while whispering in a small voice with his teeth clenched.

I’m persuading the young king because I have to hold his hand, but what should I do if he comes out that way?

It was embarrassing, but it was the same with Bang Man-pyeong. I knew that he had an unstoppable personality, but I didn’t expect him to be so rude that he couldn’t even tell that he had been

practicing his sword for a long time…

I learned my self-defense skills, but my martial arts skills are low, so it’s hard to get those eyes.”

“…”

The Young King calmly trembled and looked down.

Damn what’s so cool about it?

Even though my opponent admitted defeat, I felt like I lost somehow.

Damn royal family member.

Did you at least train in a mountain hermitage when you were young? Why are you so patient?

For some reason, as if someone had opened the lid of the boiling pot and threw it away, the steam that had leaked out let out a dejected sigh.

I rushed to fight, but if the opponent bowed his head, there was no way.

You can’t catch a dog on the street and fight, isn’t it like you’re beating yourself up against a powerless person like this?

Jinmu laughed bitterly and emptied the cup at once, and King Yeong smiled gently and filled the cup.

“By the way, you are great. The soldiers of Chamjangyeong of the Left Army are no different from the elite of Army O.”

“…”

“Your strength has been sufficiently proven, so tell me why you came to see me.”

In response to the calm King’s question, Jinmu straightened his posture and answered bluntly.

“Because you wanted to see me.”

“Hmm, it was.”

“…”

No, you said it was?

“It is unfortunate. I no longer want to see you.”

“What is that…?”

Jinmu frowned at the sight of the young king shaking his head.

what do you mean now?

You said that Jegal Hyeopjin and Cheol Ji-ryang were the keys to solving the worsening situation.

I said that I would be happy if I went to visit him myself.

The look on his face doesn’t seem like he’s lying.

“I have heard rumors about you through Jwado-dok. I heard that with your dedication, corruption that was rampant in the military and local officials could be eliminated.”

“…”

“I heard of your distinguished reputation and asked to see you, but now that I have seen you, it has been done. Have a cup of tea and leave.”

“…”

An unexpected celebration.

It was a story that if you didn’t hear it wrong, you should stop because you saw your face.

no so really that’s it?

You said you were looking for a prince? You say you have to block the archery too?

Jinmu, whose heart became urgent, blinked his eyes quickly.

This is difficult.

No matter how much Jinmu had the best martial arts in the world, there were things he could do with his strength and things he couldn’t do.

The Young King was needed to stop the gold army from moving.

What’s wrong with that person?

Are you mad at me for being so rude? Did you really think I was going to have a snowball fight?

you can apologize

Why are you so calmly angry?

Jinmu is about to apologize for the first time with a puzzled expression on his face…

“Your Highness, Queen Yeo. Please think again.”

“…”

Kwak Jong-san, who was glaring at Jinmu, asked the king with a puzzled expression.

Why is this man suddenly stepping out?

Wasn’t he the one who didn’t say anything even while Jinmu was provoking him?

and saw clearly Embarrassment brushed across the young king’s thick face.

why?

I pricked my ears at the words of Kwak Jong-san in order to grasp the circumstances of Jinmu, who had a questionable thought.

“Left-wing. I have made up my mind; say no more.”

Didn’t I expect Kwak Jong-san to intervene?

Unlike before, when he was relaxed, King Young became impatient and tried to block Kwak Jong-san’s mouth.

Jinmu’s eyes were already wide open as he sensed something.

“Stop reading leftists.”

King Yeong tried to block it again, but the old general, who had lived on the battlefield all his life, was loyal and discerning.

“Even though he is said to be an ordinary man of Murim who does not know the manners, he is the center of Murim and his ability to break through the elite of the Left Army is real. We, who cannot move the gold army due to the obstruction of the royal family, need the power of the author who represents Moorim. It won’t work if you throw him away now.”

“Haa, left-handed dog….”

“….”

When Kwak Jong-san faithfully uttered his passionate speech, King Yeong let out a long sigh and wrinkled his face.

oh look at this

You say you can’t move the gold army? Is it because of the obstruction of the gwibi?

A sinister smile spread across Jinmu’s mouth as he looked at the young king’s reproachful eyes.

Haven’t you guys finished talking to each other yet? So my hands and feet don’t fit.

Or that Kwak Jong-san is more stupid than I thought.

Anyway, that’s why I was swayed by a bitch called Gwibi and reached a dangerous point.

Well, it’s really fortunate for me.

“Ah, you can’t move the gold army?”

“…”

After grasping the situation, Jinmu changed his face and smiled, and the young king’s serene eyes trembled slightly.

You know this baby now.

I was almost fooled by the seasoned politician’s calm expression and acting skills.

I’m really, really, really pathetic.

The fact that he was of the blood of the imperial family made him feel embarrassed and embarrassed for not being able to speak properly.

Aren’t human emotions really deceitful?

He is the same person, only with a different birth blood.

What was his background status, etc., that he shrank before he even started?

A young king known for not liking Murim very much.

No matter how much discipline you build, you cannot change your essence unless you become a middle school student.

The guy who has lived his life being treated and lived above others had no choice but to join hands with the government, but it must have been a shame to proudly demand immunity.

I wished it was good

It was because rumors about the crown prince, which had been carried out in top secret, were spreading, and it was possible to use the political affairs to the fullest.

Still, thanks to his refusal to interview, wasn’t the political affairs chief giving up immunity long ago and making all-out efforts by publicly distributing information related to securing the crown prince?

He probably thought that it was even better since I, who had been asking for it for a while, came to find him himself.

Since even Jegal Hyeopjin was concerned about the movement of the gold army, there was no way King Yeong was unaware of the fact, and he must have guessed the purpose of my coming.

In other words, he must have wanted to lead the conversation by standing on top from the beginning.

He must have thought that if he issued a congratulatory order and ignored it, Jinmu would run away on his own and have a gallbladder.

Such an extraordinary thief. Your loyalty determines the direction of the match.

What now?

It would be a pity if that was the strongest hand you had.

Do you dare to use this body to eat?

Let’s see whose liver and gallbladder are taken out.

“Then talk to the two of you.”

“…?”

King Yeong was taken aback when Jinmu suddenly jumped out of his seat and Kwak Jong-san grabbed him by the sleeve.

“Where are you going?”

“Where are you? The High One tells me to go back, so I have no choice but to go back. However, since the item I brought is quite expensive, I am thinking of bargaining elsewhere.”

“…”

Everyone did not understand and rolled their eyes at the words of Jinmu, who smiled and showed respect as if raising a medicine. Only King Young opened his eyes and shouted.

“You bastard! Could it be that you were going to bargain with the noblewoman!”

The King could no longer remain calm.

I can’t imagine he would try to bargain with the noblewoman over himself.

“As you heard from Comrade Dodok Manpyeong Bang, I am a merchant. It is also a rogue boat that has not learned manners. If the honey price is right, can’t you sell the goods anywhere?”

“How can you think of such a thing!”

“why? Can’t we?”

“what?”

“I am a Moorim. What does it matter who the master of the world is, Your Highness the King?”

“This…”

King Yeong couldn’t bear to say the next word at Jinmu’s words.

The strategy to use Jinmu with calmness turned into a counterattack and returned.

“I stopped by the King’s Office on my way home and picked up a strange guy. What is it?”

“…?”

“Well, why is this guy secretly watching over the Crown Prince? From what I’ve heard, it’s Lee Pyeong-se from Seochang or something. I’ll have to give him directions.”

At Jinmu’s words, King Yeong’s expression became extremely distorted, and only then did the left-handed leader Kwak Jong-san, who grasped the situation, drew his sword with a lethal breath.

“this guy! How can a guru who has realized justice say that he will collude with those who are disturbing the country!”

“…”

After Gwak Jong-san and Bang Man-pyeong each held their swords in front of them, Jinmu smiled and blew his spirits up.

Who are the crazy ones?

I am a righteous guru.

“Are you going to stop it? me? It’s good. In the current situation, if I pull out the heads of all the people here, the price of goods will rise even more.”

“This bastard…”

At Jinmu’s words, Kwak Jong-san stood in front of the king with trembling eyes.

As a seasoned military commander, he will not be unaware that he cannot be an opponent of Jinmu, which could not be stopped even with hundreds of soldiers and chamjangyeong.

But even so, his loyalty to protect the young king was indeed worthy of praise.

It was King Young who cut off the brief confrontation.

He realized that further bargaining was meaningless once the cards were caught.

“What do you want?”

“…”

Jimmoo grinned inwardly at the young king’s lack of energy.

Yes, that expression is just right.

But don’t think it will end like this.

“well. What should I want? Rather, I wonder if the Young King will be able to give me what I want.”

“…”

King Young looked at Jinmu intently.

At first it seemed small.

They thought that they were just Moorim people who had stronger power than others.

But at some point, his figure seemed so huge.

It was as if a huge mountain was standing in front of him.

“You are truly… mad.”

“….”

“But aren’t you overconfident in yourself? The strength we have is great, but at most it is only you.”

When King Young’s eyes brightened fiercely, Jinmu shook his head and smiled.

It seems that this is still misunderstood as a scissor.

Do you not have any experience of being abused? Now let me tell you. What is the real bullying?

“Young King still seems to be misunderstanding something.”

“what?”

Jinmu, who put his hands on the table and bent his back, looked at King Yeong.

You didn’t choose me. I came to choose you.

And…

“I am Moorim.”