As Prophet - Chapter 91



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Episode 91. It’s enough to have been hit once.

I circled around the large army. They said there were deadly traps, but they were ineffective against large-scale invasions. They stopped some from walking, but not all, and they were made to catch sneaking people, so they couldn’t do anything to those who confidently entered through the main gate.

Even without hearing it, the scene came back to life. I could tell what had happened by looking at the location of the fall and the wounds.

Dalcheon inspected the traps under the wall without a torch. He had built various facilities, but many of them still did not work. He looked up at the dark east. How much time would he have? How many of them would come at dawn? Perhaps sending three of them first was a tactic to draw him out. It was enough to have been hit once. Not twice.

Dalcheon took out a knife and cut the surrounding trees. He sharpened the tip and stuck it into the ground. He planted them densely where the guys who climbed over the wall would land. Then he tied the bottom with a rope to the stepping-point area and drove a wedge into the place where they would fall. He dug through the mine and drove the iron spikes into the trees attached to the wall and set up several wooden boards in the yard that were shaped like the Big Dipper. He dug roughly into the ground and drove them in with force, and the wooden boards went into the ground. The sides of the boards faced outward, but he couldn’t figure out what they were for. He changed the position of the traps set up under the wall, resembling the shape of a three-legged swarm. He reinstalled the traps that had already been triggered and tangled thin ropes here and there.

At a time when it was unknown how long it would take, the young men of the fortune teller who had finished urgent work came in. Dalcheon was delighted and mobilized them to finish the work. Although it was unknown what they were doing, they set traps here and there at Dalcheon’s instructions.

“What did people do?”

“We handed the intruders over to the authorities and handed over their bodies as well.”

“What did the person on duty say?”

“I haven’t even seen him. He said he would see me tomorrow morning, but it’s hard to believe since he’s a subordinate with no authority.”

“What about my family?”

“The dead have been placed on one side, and the living are receiving treatment. Two more doctors have arrived. They are all working.”

“Please, Miss Mihyang, come.”

“You, ma’am?”

“Hurry up.”

“All right.”

In the meantime, Mihyang, who was still dressed neatly, ran towards Sohyang. She was so flustered that she didn’t know where to look.

“Did you call?”

“It doesn’t seem like this is the end.”

“Again? You’re coming again?”

He shouts in fits and starts, as if he is blaming Dalcheon, because the object of his blaming is nowhere in sight.

“I wish I could evacuate my family. I worry about innocent people getting hurt.”

“Where are you going tonight?”

Should I even tell them where to take refuge? They are people who have no plan or arrangements. No, they are at a loss because they have never experienced something like this before.

Dalcheon looked around.

“Any house you know will do. You can even go to the mountains for a while, like you would to escape war. I don’t have time to tell you where that is. The main building of this house must be vacated within this area.”

“Heeeeee… … You’re coming again?”

It’s clearly a favor, but it’s sad to be told to leave.

“Yes, I think so.”

“What about your majesty the Grand Duke?”

“That’s their target. What are we going to do?”

“Wouldn’t it be better for the Grand Prince to avoid it?”

“It is my decision. Whether the Grand Princess stays or avoids, I want you to avoid. Please vacate the house.”

I thought he was just a clumsy boy who could use a knife, but when he stood there in the dark and spoke, I felt scared.

“What about the businessman?”

“I want to sweep them away.”

“You’re trying to turn this place into a battlefield.”

Dalcheon nodded slowly.

“Is there anything I can help you with?”

“doesn’t exist.”

Dalcheon didn’t look at Sohyang. The conversation from earlier lingered in his mind. It was a joke that a gisaeng would naturally do, but he thought it damaged the sincerity of the relationship.

“I’ll have to deal with the work later, so please leave someone to watch over you at a distance, and when you’re done, please call the workers. Also, the government doesn’t seem to be moving, so I think there was some collusion beforehand. I’ll ask you to speak clearly and not come out, so please tell me your name and position exactly.”

Mihyang stood up straight and bowed her head. There was an example of respect in the movement that seemed to stop for a long time, or rather, time itself.

“I wish you good luck.”

“Stay safe. Hurry up.”

Mihyang hurried out, gathering up her wide-spread skirt. This angle is not enough. An animal with legs can just go out, but an injured person cannot move on their own. That is also their job.

Dalcheon even sent out the young men who helped him with his work. He picked up several small pieces of ironware from the mine and took them with him. It would be good to have a knife, but you can’t expect that in this urgent situation.

I went to the empty main building and searched for anything useful, but there was almost nothing. There were only a lot of liquor bottles from the brewery.

Dalcheon, who had returned to the support, asked if there were any armors, and the general said there were two sets in the closet. He told him to put them on and went up to the roof. He sat on the ridge as if he was riding a horse and looked around. He took a deep breath and looked far away. It was a time when many people were asleep, but he felt that there were people who could not sleep.

Dalcheon, who had thought of a preemptive strike, checked the location of the men. It was in the yard of a house beyond the wall facing the entrance to the alley.

“Phew.”

Mukhyeong dragged one leg out into the yard and looked up at the roof.

“why?”

“I will help you.”

“Ahem. I guess I don’t need your help.”

“We will do it together.”

“Ugh.”

Is it something like the spirit of an unmanned being? Is it loyalty to the master? No, maybe I think of it as my job, my duty.

“There is no bow?”

“It’s in the closet.”

Dalcheon fell down from the roof.

“Hey, why do you keep that in the closet?”

“It’s private.”

“Oh, I see. Hehe.”

I entered the room with my shoes on and saw the general wearing his armor. I looked around the dark closet with the lantern in my hand. A bow and arrows wrapped in a cloth pouch caught my eye. I quickly picked it up and strung it.

I was satisfied after bouncing the empty bow. It had good elasticity. Perhaps because it was a rich man’s, it was made by the best craftsman with good materials, so it was closer to a work of art than a weapon. I hung the remaining bow on the back of the belt.

“Wouldn’t it be better for the main army to avoid it?”

“I thought about that too… … I can’t avoid it forever, right? You’ve been avoiding it for over ten years.”

“It’s been 15 years.”

“Whew… … Let’s catch them all here, throw them in the trash, and then go into the palace and tame them.”

“Joe? Who?”

“Who? The mastermind behind the mastermind behind the mastermind.”

“how?”

“I will make sure that the words Crown Prince and Crown Princess come out of their mouths.”

“Oh my!”

Dalcheon spread his bow and checked their location again, then climbed up onto the roof. He aimed his bow at the doorpost of the house behind the house that was within sight of the bow.

Pee-pee!

A short crack was heard, and the guy with the arrow in his forehead fell down without a scream. There was a loud crash, but no one came out to see what was going on. They had evacuated the houses nearby. I thought that they would have known about this from the main building, but I stopped because I thought it was too suspicious.

* * *

I caught four of the men who were confirmed as the perpetrators of the crime. I was looking at the four places: the Saekju house, the adjacent Saekju house, the ordinary houses behind it, the alleys, and the slightly larger road. I couldn’t avoid the arrows flying in the darkness. I died after being hit by the arrows without even knowing what was happening.

After a while, the other guys slowly approached, since there was no information from the watchman. They hit the ones who confirmed that the watchman was dead. Those who were hit by the bullets that flew in through the darkness died instantly.

The fence surrounding the backyard was obviously carefully constructed. Dalcheon, sitting in a place with a good view, thought of the fence surrounding the perimeter as a castle wall and killed the men he could see beyond one by one. Darkness could not be an obstacle to a master. He hit every shot.

I was lost in loneliness as I watched those who were dying so cruelly. I sighed at the vicious symbolism of those who sent people away like that.

Why don’t we realize that what we will gain by doing this is nothing but a movie on earth that is not worth watching?

In the darkest hour before dawn, they came from all directions. Everyone was dressed in black nightgowns. Dalcheon fired arrows without thinking. Not knowing where they came from, the fallen men used the time their comrades fell to advance. While waiting for the signal, they appeared behind the wall.

It was a house beyond the back wall. I could tell at a glance that he was the one commanding. He looked up at the sky, guessed the time, put a whistle in his mouth, and blew it. It was a whistle used in the military to control fire.

Beep! Beep!

At that signal, the men behind the wall all jumped over the wall at once. Dalcheon shot an arrow at the men, but they turned around behind a pillar and dodged, as if they had a different sense of agility.

Dozens of people climbed over the wall. As soon as they climbed over, they were caught in the traps set by Dalcheon and screamed. Dozens of screams tore through the dawn sky. Some grabbed their feet and jumped up, while others fell forward, hit their heads on the stakes, and died instantly. One who tried to move forward was stabbed in the chest by an invisible spear and died struggling, and another who jumped far from the top of the wall and rolled on the ground, grabbed his feet caught in the trap and cried.

However, there was one who passed through the trap. Dalcheon’s hand moved as fast as a ray of light. The thin iron objects flew silently and struck their vital points. The body that had been moving quickly suddenly stopped as if it was blocked by a wall and fell to the floor. The iron objects were thrown in all directions. Most of the men fell to the traps and iron objects.

The one who decides the battle with numbers is the scariest. No, should I say the dirtiest one? Since his own life is not important, he treats other people’s lives like straw. He sends them away even if they die, and advances toward a trap from which they cannot advance any further.

The whistle sounded again. The second wave came over the fence. They were almost as many as the first. They advanced past the fence, past the traps that had already been disarmed as people were injured. There were too many. The flying ironwork was running out.

“Oh my.”

Dalcheon jumped down from the roof. Mukhyeong was standing next to the prince, who was standing on the floor with his shoes on. It was pitiful to see him holding on to a pillar with one hand, as if he was having difficulty standing.

Dalcheon, who had come down to the yard, swung his sword at the men who were running towards him. More than three sword energies stretched out above the sword pole. The men who were cut by the sword energies flipped over and fell in an instant. With each swing, three or four men fell at once. If you blocked with a sword, you cut the sword, and if you blocked with a shield, you cut the shield and the man together.

As I dealt with the one who came to the front of the small group, they rushed at me from the left and right. I swung my sword while walking sideways. The desperate movements of those who fell without even being able to attack once were like moths rushing to a flame. There was a rustling sound, and countless enemies with silver sword energy were cut down.

The men who had come down to the backyard broke down the side door facing the back and came in. Before Mukhyeong could turn around, Dalcheon crossed the veranda and cut down the men as they came in. The men’s attack ended when the corpses piled up in front of the door and no one could come in.

Dalcheon went down to the veranda again. The groans of the dying could be heard pitifully among the piles of corpses scattered everywhere. Dalcheon went to the back without looking back, jumped over the wall, and rushed toward the man who was encouraging his men behind the veranda of the house behind.

“ha!”

I continued on with the new method of going a thousand miles in short breaths. A couple of guys blocked my way, but it was no use. Dalcheon had already passed. The guy with the dirty face who had written the story was holding a whistle.

‘It’s this guy!’

We have to kill the water monster first. We have to deal with the guy who’s leading the way first.