As Prophet - Chapter 67
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Episode 67. Blow it all!
Dalcheon, who had been organizing the situation, looked to the side and saw four people adjusting their distances to the left and right and rushing at him. It was no use. Every time Dalcheon’s palm slipped out of his sleeve, it burst with a thud, and he and his colleagues behind him collapsed in a heap.
In just three minutes, the banquet hall became a mess. People fell, tables were overturned, and food was all messed up. Food that was neatly placed on the plate on the table was clean, but food that fell to the floor was already unclean. It clung to their bodies, so they didn’t look like people.
Lee Ki-jeong woke up trembling. He stretched out his arms, pointed forward, and shouted.
“Hit him! Kill him! Take him under control!”
It’s the same thing. You must have seen the development of the situation, but you still say the same thing. If you don’t have the ability, do it with quantity. He encouraged those around him and sent them forward. Lee Ki-jeong’s left and right guards rushed in like the wind and tripped on the floor. He hit the backs of the guys who had hit their heads with the water pipe, and they trembled.
Lee Ki-jeong pushed the two men behind him away, and they reluctantly came out. Dal-cheon quickly dealt with them all as he advanced. Lee Ki-jeong stepped back and ran into the room connected to the end of the veranda.
“Hoo hoo, run away!”
Dalcheon followed leisurely. Two men hid behind the sliding door and swung their swords. Dalcheon slightly changed the direction of the two men’s swords. The swords that were swung pierced the chest of the other man on the opposite side. The eyes of the two men, surprised by the attack being missed, showed regret and sorrow. The sword of the other man was stuck in the stomach. When the two were entangled and fell down helplessly, Dalcheon entered the room.
Lee Ki-jeong stepped back and his back touched the wall. There was nowhere else to go. A bright red flame appeared in his fearful eyes that were looking at Dal-cheon. He swung his sword in a fit of a fit. Did he think that he could absolutely not dodge because of the close range? Lee Ki-jeong’s sword stabbed the air in vain.
Dalcheon stepped aside slightly and tripped the guy’s foot, and he elbowed the guy’s back as he fell forward. He fell to the floor with his arms stretched out, feeling the pain of a hole in his back. He added strength to his body as he fell to the floor, and it felt like the ondol floor had come flying and hit him all over. He couldn’t breathe, and pain engulfed his entire body.
“Ugh.”
Blood burst out of my mouth. I wondered if I had chewed flesh or if my teeth had fallen out, but excruciating pain raced through my mind. As I tried to roll my fallen body, this bad guy kicked my waist with his toe.
Creak!
I heard the sound of my ribs breaking. Excruciating pain shot up my lower back. I couldn’t even breathe.
“Haaak, haaak.”
I couldn’t even turn over and was struggling when my jaw flew off. I hit my face with my fist and the jawbone was separated. No, my head might have been separated from my body. That’s what it felt like.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
As he screamed, twisting his body in pain from all over his body, Dalcheon’s fist struck Lee Gijeong.
“Agagagagagak!”
He was already in a lot of pain, but he screamed in new pain. He covered his mouth with both hands. His mouth was full of blood. He was a cruel man.
“I was wrong.”
In the midst of all this, words came out. If I hadn’t said those words, I felt like I would die soon. I could bear the pain. I could shake off the fear. However, Lee Ki-jeong collapsed under the repeated new blows that didn’t know how long they would last.
“I was wrong.”
If someone were to ask if what you said was true, I don’t think it could have been truer than this time. I said I was wrong several times and cried. Tears came out first in pain, and then screams turned into sobs.
It seemed like it would end like that, but the kid asked quietly.
“I’ll have to cut your tendons so you can never hold a sword again. You’re right-handed, right?”
The bastard’s face was right up close. Despite the unbearable pain, the bastard’s calm expression was disgusting. Wasn’t it said that evil had such an ordinary face?
“Oh, no.”
Lee Ki-jeong, who cannot turn over because of his broken ribs, puts his hand under the ribs.
“Huh? That centipede is making a fuss.”
“I was wrong. Please save me.”
“Don’t kill me.”
“I was wrong.”
“It makes being alive more painful!”
“I was wrong. I will live a good life.”
He just keeps repeating the same thing. What kind of conversation is possible with someone who has already lost his reason and will to fight? Dalcheon grabbed him by the collar and got him up.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
Even the act of sitting up felt like my limbs were being torn apart. A scream escaped through my clenched teeth.
“Sit down!”
“yes.”
“Blow it all up!”
“What?”
“Be specific about what you did wrong.”
“ah.”
Lee Ki-jeong thought quickly. What had he done wrong recently? He remembered that he had broken up the Chilpae melee for no reason. Starting the next day, he could receive a package full of coins just by passing by.
When Lee Gi-jeong picked out the most important things that had happened so far and told them, Dal-cheon shook his head with half-open eyes.
“also.”
This time, he remembered the Namsadangpae and reported it. But that wasn’t it either.
“also.”
I said a few more things, but he looked unimpressed.
“What about the assassination?”
A chill ran down Lee Ki-jung’s spine. He had a guess. Yes, he wasn’t supposed to take on the political affairs. They’d pay him a lot of money, but in the end, he’d be caught and killed by a stronger man.
“I was wrong.”
“Blow.”
Lee Ki-jeong was lost in thought. How much should I say? How much should I say to get away from both sides? Between each breath, his side felt like it was being torn apart. Is this what it feels like when a rib is pierced into a lung? It felt like the blade of the grim reaper was shattering bone to bone. Cold sweat flowed down.
“It was a long time ago. I was asked to kill the great general who came out of Saga.”
“Hmm, from who?”
“I can’t reveal it. Then I’ll die.”
Before I could finish speaking, the bastard’s short sword dug into my chest. It was where my heart was. Instead of simply aiming and threatening, it dug into my skin thinly. It slowly pushed forward, and even when I dodged back, it didn’t stop. Red blood flowed out from where the sword had pierced through.
“From who?”
“Please save me.”
“From who?”
If I go in a little more, it’s now the heart. The thought that I’d die if I went in more than the premonition of pain digging into my skin made everything dark. It felt like a thick dark curtain had been wrapped around me. What I was holding on to was leaking out weakly, and my lower body was soaking wet. If I keep doing this, I’ll die. Lee Gi-jeong confessed without realizing it.
“I am the Lord Left!”
“also?”
“That’s all for the request.”
“How many times?”
“I can’t count them. I failed every time, but I never got my money back.”
Dalcheon brought a pen and ink and had him write it down. Lee Gi-jeong wrote and wrote again, recalling his vague memories. It was a request that was made more than ten times. He failed every time, but he almost succeeded a few times. There was a time when he stabbed him in the stomach with a sword, and there was a time when a poisoned man rolled around in the side room for half a day and survived. He wrote and wrote again and finally collected more than ten sheets of paper.
“let’s go!”
“Where to?”
“Your Majesty the Left.”
“What should I do when I go?”
“Since the two of you conspired, you have to receive it again.”
“How much of a tyrant is that gentleman?”
“Let’s go!”
He is a man who cannot get up. Dalcheon clicked his tongue and put the man on his waist and headed east. He ran as if flying through the dark back streets of Chilpae Market and disappeared.
* * *
The king, who held all the real power, made his daughter the crown princess and now gave birth to a grandson. It was a power that was beyond the envy. It was the king’s will to hold a special ceremony for giving birth to a grandson.
As people came and went to ask for favors, the threshold of the house of the left-hand man was worn down. It was common for people to come with bundles containing valuables, and it was almost a daily occurrence to park a cart in front of the door and have people carry it inside. Because there was not enough storage space, the neighboring houses were purchased and the walls were torn down to connect the two houses.
With my ability, I controlled the court and even brought my son and nephew into each office. There was only one thing I was worried about. This crown prince was a little lacking. No, it wasn’t that he was lacking, but there were times when he seemed to be lacking in one area. People called it social intelligence, and some said it was an extremely closed personality. If there was a debate about whether he was qualified to be a king, I would be so anxious that I wouldn’t be able to tell. There was no set pattern, and from time to time, stupid things would pop up out of nowhere, making people dizzy, but the people around him handled it well and it went smoothly.
On the other hand, the second prince, Young, was very intelligent and had martial arts talent, so he was good at both civil and military affairs. If we compare them directly, the second prince, Young, had the talent of the king, and it cannot be said that the crown prince was better. I tried every trick I could to get rid of him, but he was lucky and escaped like a rat. There were many times when I almost succeeded, but I was so upset that I barely survived.
When everything was going well, when I came back and thought about it, it came to mind. It didn’t matter who became the king. After all, the ministers and officials were the ones doing the work, and the king was just giving his approval. I thought he should reign but not rule. Many officials thought so, and if a king had a good personality, it was actually a good time. After the founding of the country, peace lasted a long time, and through repeated reclamation of land, the number of lands increased every year. There was not a single person in the country who starved to death.
Slowly the door opens and closes, and a foot enters. A pair of thin leather shoes catches my eye. The seated man, who had been reading a book by the light of two lamps, raises his head absentmindedly.
‘It’s a night guest!’
I screamed in my chest, but no sound came out. My mouth should have moved, but it didn’t. The surrounding space was covered in silence like a night covered with snow, and it was so quiet that I could hear myself breathing. It was as if a thick curtain had surrounded me. What could the guards outside be doing? The sound of my startled heart beating was loud like the sound of a carriage wheel.
I asked with courage. Even if he is a guest, he will go back if you give him what he wants. I will give it to him. I do not intend to waste my precious life resisting this kind of guy. In this wonderful world, I can wield more power that has everything, so there is no need to act rashly here. My startled heart calmed down as I made up my mind.
“Who are you?”
“Dalcheon.”
The eyes of the left-handed man narrowed. The guest revealed himself. This was not good. It sounded like he was not okay with being known, but that he was not going to guarantee a time afterward.
“why?”
“I need to write a few words… … .”
“A letter? A letter? Is that what you want?”
“hmm.”
The rat-tailed eyes narrowed even further. The situation was not yet understood.
“What letter?”
“Well, a letter of confession of your crimes will suffice. One to the Ministry of Justice, and one to His Majesty. So, I will need to write two copies.”
“My sin? What sin?”
“Well, just write about the attempted assassination of the Grand Prince. There’s no need to write about the crime of meddling in state affairs… … .”
Ah, was that it? The guy who was escaping like a rat used a pretty strong move… … . The left-hander smiled faintly. I can’t write something like that as a threat. All the movies I’ve built up my whole life could be blown away.
“Do you think I would write something like that?”
“I don’t know. I guess different people value different things? But most people value their own lives more than anything else. The higher up they are, the more they value their lives… … . I guess it’s because they feel it’s a shame to leave this wonderful world behind!”
The left-handed man rubbed his cloudy eyes with his hand and then asked.
“Did the Grand Prince send it?”
“No, I came.”
“The Grand Prince didn’t order it? Heh heh, will my sins be reduced if I don’t reveal the mastermind behind it?”
“You’re not going to write it down, are you?”
“of course.”
“i get it.”
Dalcheon hit a few acupoints on the guy’s shoulder and face. His hands were moving so fast that it was almost invisible.
“Huh! What is it?”
“If you won’t do it, I’ll just die.”
“Oh, you’re going to kill me?”
“In a society where we live together, people who instigate assassinations or ask others to kill someone should die. They are useless.”