The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Chapter 295

Jinmu and Jinmyeong face each other with the prison bars between them.

“I don’t understand what the death penalty is talking about.”

Jinmyung, who had been watching Jinmu’s shameless expression for a while, laughed without even realizing it.

“This is so… … .”

“…….”

“If my memory is not wrong, you said it clearly then in the Great Dragon Room. You are a former member of the Revolutionary Army. Are you wrong?”

oh shit I see.

This bastard has a good memory.

no. It’s been a while, so is it weird that I don’t remember?

“Am I? I’ve never been to a place called Daeryongbang, have I?”

“what?”

Jinmyeong frowned at Jinmu’s words.

“Hey, did you think I wouldn’t recognize you because you were wearing a mask?”

“Hmm, the death penalty is strange. The person the brother-in-law suspected was me was wearing a mask, so how can you be so confident?”

Jinmu did not change his expression and asked Jinmyeong again.

“conclusion? No way. You definitely enlightened me about the Taegeuk Hyesword back then. And what I unfolded when dealing with Na Han-jin was definitely the perfect Taegeukhye sword.”

You bastard, if you’d enlightened me, I’d just keep my mouth shut.

“That also doesn’t prove that I lied.”

“what?”

“Do you think it is difficult to realize the perfect Taiji Hyesword in my realm?”

“… … that.”

“And why are you asking now? You didn’t ask me when I saved the death penalty.”

“…….”

Jinmyeong glared at Jinmu fiercely at this confident answer and replied coldly.

“I never said you saved me.”

“… … Oh, did you?”

Holy shit.

A short laugh escaped Jinmu’s mouth at the unexpected mistake.

No matter how it is, the young guy catches the grown-up’s words.

What to do? Should I catch it just because I heard it from the people of Sapaecheon?

Wouldn’t that matter anyway? It’s not me, but I can’t figure out anything.

Damn, I was relieved that the fraud was successful at best… … . If this guy talks about it, he might say that he should start the investigation again from the beginning.

If you hold on to it and hold on, you will be able to convince them, but the remaining two days will definitely not be enough.

Since there is no one around, just kill it and leave the faction?

Should I kill this guy and just destroy North Jin at random?

Yes, the task of retrieving Sapaecheon is just around the corner, so what’s the big deal?

Kill everyone here, and the shaman… … shaman… … .

Damn, I don’t like it either.

After thinking hard for a while, Jinmu decided to listen to Jinmyeong.

“At that time, the warriors who came with you to the Daeryongbang treated you very politely, calling you God. Not to mention, now that Hyeokryeonmugang is dead, I don’t think two people who use his martial arts suddenly appear. Then that person must be you.”

“…….”

“But how could you not know that his martial arts belonged to the Revolutionary Army?”

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After a brief conclusion, Jinmu made eye contact with Jinmyeong and smiled smirkingly.

“Ha, so what do you want to say?”

Jinmu’s attitude changed all of a sudden.

Of course, he moved his seat and sat with his back against the prison wall, digging his ears.

“… … Huh, it’s just as I heard from the priests.”

“what?”

“When I went back to the shaman, everyone said the same thing about you. I’m still young, so I’m not cheap.”

“…….”

I can roughly guess who said it.

It must be the great disciples led by Jin-gung. Even if these bastards express people, it’s just like that.

“Master Myungjin treated you like a child. Proud of her as a child who is like an alter ego who carries on her dreams that she could not achieve.”

“…….”

Well, I miss Master a little bit.

“Jin Gung said that if you just change your tone, you will become a better master than anyone else. They say he’s a talented person who is much more suited to a person with a longer literary career than I am.”

“…….”

“Jinso thanked you for dispelling even the vengeance deep in Cheongsang’s heart and leading him to the right path, and Jinheo spoke of you as if you were the incarnation of Emperor Jinmu, who brought light to the shaman. He spit and praised that he would bring change to the stagnant shaman.”

Jinmu just listened in silence.

“Everyone had the same opinion about you. Not only the first disciples, but also the masters and second disciples all praised the work you contributed to the shaman and the work you did in Moorim.”

I bet it is. How much money have you made so far? The sword you are wearing was also prepared with the money I earned.

Still, I felt a little less wasteful that everyone was thinking that way.

“Of course there were other opinions. Jin-hye secretly confessed to you that you were the most malicious person in the world.”

“…….”

The kid knew it.

Fucking bastard, whether you understood it or not, I gave it to you at best and taught you something.

If we meet again later, we will definitely have to break the leg club.

Thinking that far, Jinmu smiles, and Jinmyeong looks at him with a puzzled expression.

“Tell me what you want to know. Don’t talk around.”

“What do you want to know?”

Jinmyeong stopped talking for a moment, unable to answer Jinmu’s question.

Who do you see as a careless kid?

If he had told everything he knew on the spot, people would have questioned whatever Jinmu said.

But he didn’t.

Even though he could have confessed right away, he had deliberately tried to have a conversation by taking time alone.

From Jinmoo’s point of view, Jinmyeong was feeling confused.

Jinmyeong looked at Jinmu in silence for a while, then opened his mouth.

“Are you a disciple of a shaman?”

“…….”

“…….”

Jinmu let out a weak laugh at the unexpectedly serious question.

“Hey, Nari, the next long sentence.”

“…….”

“I see you’re misunderstanding something, but is it that important? i am just me Someone from the political faction, not someone from Safa.”

“… … what?”

“As Hyejo said, the essence does not change. No matter who’s disciple or whoever’s master, I’ve never placed a meaning on anything like that. I just do my best with the things in my arms. Now, I am Jinmu, a disciple of a shaman, and a former person who inherited the martial arts of Hyeokryeon Mu Gang.”

“…….”

“It is other people’s views that judge me, not my intention.”

“… … hmm.”

“No matter how others see it, I am just running towards the end of Muhak. It just bumps into a lot of things that need to be done along the way.”

“…….”

“But one day Master said that. He told me not to forget the shaman wherever he was, and that if he was tired, he could come back and rest.”

“Sasook?”

“I think so. That’s what being a shaman means to me now.”

“hometown… … is that?”

okay. You could say that.

I don’t know why, as a revolutionary fighter, I think of shamans that way.

“The real question is, why did I lie and hide the truth? Actually, I didn’t have to. As you can see, I am stronger than anyone now. Northward? Jeongmu Chilseong? That doesn’t hinder me in any way. I could break it enough to break it.”

“… … Such madness.”

“Does it just sound like that?”

Jinmyeong couldn’t answer Jinmu’s shapely eyes filled with confidence.

“But I kept the shaman in my own way. As if you were protecting the shaman with your mouth shut.”

“…….”

Jinmyung opened his eyes wide.

“What are you kidding me about? That’s pretty obvious. If I hadn’t lied, if you’d told everything you knew, it wouldn’t have ended with me alone. Everyone must have wanted to hold the shaman accountable.”

That was right.

“But, couldn’t it have been possible not to use the Four Emperor’s martial arts?”

“Why should I?”

“… … what?”

“I don’t think so. Like I said, I’m just me. However, even if it is revealed that I am accompanying Sapaecheon in the future, I have made a small effort not to cause any damage to the shaman, the hometown I will return to someday.”

“… … hmm.”

It was not to deceive Jinmyeong, but Jinmu’s sincerity, and it was also the second purpose of fraudulently targeting Jeongmu-maeng.

Jinmyeong looks at Jinmu with a heavy moan at Jinmoo’s sincere words.

Regardless of the division of political affairs, they simply protect the shaman.

Also, even if he told a lie, he was both his priest and a disciple of the shaman, and if the lie contained good intentions to protect the shaman, he could have turned a blind eye to it.

Jin Myeong was not as naive as Jin Gong, nor passive like Jin Su, nor blindly followed like Jin Heo. Of course, she didn’t have the temperament of plotting or swearing behind her like Jinhye did.

Didn’t you already think it didn’t matter what he was?

As he said, Jinmu is just Jinmu. She saved her life in Daeryongbang and is raising the name of a shaman more than anyone else.

“Let me ask you one more question. What are you going to do after destroying Sapaecheon’s nature? Are you trying to unify the political affairs?”

I thought it might be possible if it was Jinmu.

He broke through the northern camp alone, destroyed Arhanjin, and brought Changchun, one of the seven leaders in political affairs, to his knees. As he said, he proved that his own inaction is above the political affairs and chilsung.

However, at his question, Jinmu looks at Jinmyeong with a puzzled expression.

“Unify the government? Why bother doing that?”

“…….”

“Are you uniting people with different ideologies in the yard where even political factions are unable to achieve complete unification? Well, maybe for a while. But after that?”

“…….”

“It will split again. I will fight again for my benefit, and similar guys will band together again.”

right. Because the midfield Moorim has always been a world of amalgamations. What was originally one splits into three, and sometimes becomes two.

“Anyway, forces are moving for my own benefit. Also, the world will not develop if everyone has the same thoughts. Everyone has different thoughts, and we have to fight to make each other understand. so that it does not develop I have to win anyway.”

At Jinmoo’s words, Jinmyung shut his mouth for a moment and organized his thoughts.

The cause of the decline of the shaman.

Hyukryeonmugang’s attack accelerated its downfall, but the fundamental problem lay elsewhere.

Not being able to keep up with changes while sticking to one tradition.

To settle for the name of a shaman.

You have to live before you polish the way. It is necessary to maintain the spirit in order to carry on the meaning. In it, tradition and change should have continued to fight and develop. If it had been, it might not have collapsed so easily.

“And, I just want to be the strongest warrior.”

Unfortunately, corrupting the political faction and turning it into a faction has gone over the water in the past, man.

At Jinmu’s words, Jinmyeong nodded after thinking for a while. Her expression was clear, as if her confused mind had become much clearer.

“Whew, I understand what you mean. Don’t keep the fact that you’re a sapae lord. But you’d better be careful.”

“Even if you don’t, there will be people who work hard without others knowing.”

“… … Who would do that?”

Jinmu had always answered well, but he just laughed at that question.

Who are you? Of course it’s a sheep fire.

Even if Haowen worked so hard to stop it, it must have been because of his efforts that the faction that Mukryong’s predecessor had appeared in Sapaecheon was not known to the political faction.

Of course, he probably didn’t know that the martial arts that sucked his inner energy back then belonged to the emperor.

You’re probably regretting hitting the ground by now?

However, since he bet on his own name and the names of the elders of the Samantha, even the gods of heaven and earth, he would not be able to take it out or beat it.

Well, if it was judged that it was harmful to the political faction, it would have been rumored that Jinmu had learned the martial arts of the emperor and started investigating the shaman, but anyway, for now, it will be all to watch.

“Whoa, good. I will not speak of this again. However, bear in mind I will continue to watch that you are on the right path. If the way you are going harms the shaman, I will not hesitate to cut you.”

“…….”

Tsk, I don’t even have the skills. Where the hell does that kind of confidence come from?

“Well, do that. I will accept your challenge anytime.”

Seeing Jinmu smiling, Jinmyeong gets up with a relieved expression and turns around, then suddenly stops.

“Oh, one last thing.”

“……?”

“At that time, it seems that Daeryongbang said something sorry to me.”

When Jinmyeong tilted his head, Jinmu’s face turned slightly red.

“I? well? You must have heard it wrong.”

“… … is it? Hmm, well. stop resting There was a lot of trouble. Cheongsang and Chungwoo waited a long time. I’ll send you a drink sooner or later.”

“…….”

Jinmyeong slowly came out of the prison.

Looking at his back, Jinmu laughed bitterly.

If he couldn’t accept his will, Jinmu would have to lightly extend his hand.

The bars of the prison barring the two are no hindrance. No matter how good Jinmyeong was, it was enough to grab his neck and break it.

Then, I should meet the people gathered in North Jin one by one.

Among them, the shaman is the first.

“I’m glad. I understand… … .”

I was very fortunate.

Because I didn’t have to kill him.

Because I can protect my hometown that I can return to.

That night, the prison was emptied of alcohol for the second time in a row.

Shaman’s elders and disciples camped in other cities regretted not being able to come despite the news that Jinmu had arrived, and Cheongsang and Cheongwu of Gamuban, who were in Bukjin, stayed by Jinmu’s side all night.