The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Chapter 496

Episode 496

“Is your body okay?”

“yes.”

“....”

Myeonghyeon and the shaman’s elders looked at Cheongsang with pitying eyes.

His upper body wrapped in bandages.

Cheongsang protected Myeonghyeon from a fireball that exploded behind his back even though he suffered serious internal injuries from the attack of Daegungju.

Flesh fell off in the flames, leaving ugly scars on his back.

He passed out as soon as he arrived at the defense line, was immediately treated by lawmakers, and woke up in half a day.

“What was the war like?”

“....”

Even if you start with my body, it won’t be enough.

However, it was rather like Cheongsang, so Myeonghyeon smiled and replied.

“The imperial troops are blocking it.”

“Imperial soldiers?”

“okay.”

“What about the lord of the palace?”

“He didn’t come out.”

“yes?”

“Probably because I was hurt by you.”

“Ah....”

It seemed that he was healing the abdomen and thighs pierced by a broken sword.

No matter how great a master was, he would not be able to continue to attack after suffering such a wound.

it saved power.

Above all, he had the goal of the Forbidden City.

“Thanks to the enemy Musketeers of Sapaecheon sending 10,000 imperial troops who were blocking the northern part here, I was relieved.”

“I see. Fortunately, the.”

Cheongsang nodded at the word that the troops had been increased.

“I heard that the armed forces of the Jeongmu-maeng, Sacheon, bypassed them and arrived soon.”

“...!”

Cheongsang’s face brightened at the news that followed.

At last, the battlefield, which had been suffocated, began to breathe.

“And another guest is waiting.”

“A guest...?”

Myeong-hyeon nodded at Cheong-sang’s question.

If a person with a great reputation is worthy of respect... Who the hell?

“It’s been a while, Cheongsang dojang.”

“...?”

Before the Qingsang’s question went away, a figure appeared with armed men in armor.

Kwak Jong-san, the leader of the left army, and a familiar face full of dignity who looked like he was about 15 next to him.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince?”

Cheongsang, who recognized him at once, hurriedly stood up.

Myeonghyeon and the shaman’s elders were already bowing their heads.

“Ugh.”

Cheongsang also tried to follow them, but his physical condition was not good because he had not fully recovered.

The Crown Prince stopped him in a soft voice as he groaned and collapsed on his feet.

“It’s okay. Just lie down.”

“Oh no.”

“Uh huh, it’s okay.”

In an intentionally scolding tone, the Qingsang stared at the crown prince with a half-sitting body.

Why did the crown prince appear on this dangerous battlefield?

As if reading his question, the prince suddenly lowered his head.

“Thank you.”

“...”

“This country, not the imperial family, owes a lot to you and the warriors of the Central Plains.”

“Ah, no, to a mere shaman like us...” Not only

the cheong-sang but also the shaman’s guru who were with him were at a loss for his apology and sincere thanks, who had the highest status.

“Now leave it to our imperial army.”

“Are you planning on having a family affair?”

The royal king directly goes to the battlefield and conquers the enemy.

However, the prince shook his head at the question.

“I can’t call you my parents because I haven’t ascended the throne yet.”

“...”

It’s nonsense.

The Qingsang knew better than anyone else in this room that the current emperor’s authority had faded into oblivion.

At the prince’s words, a murmur suddenly arose among the Red Turbans.

“I heard that you have been persecuted for a long time because of the wrong choices and twisted loyalties of your ancestors. I also know that they lost their hometowns and were driven out, living in silence in a distant frozen land.”

“...”

“But you guys have made a lot of mistakes by coming here. They slaughtered the innocent and robbed the powerless. This is an unforgivable sin, but if you lay down your sword even now and return to my people, I will put everything into disrepute.”

“...!”

“Also, I acknowledge and apologize for my past mistakes and try to accept you. I will give you land and houses to settle in. I will make amends for the past, and I myself will grant immunity to you and your descendants. So now stop pointing your sword at each other’s chest and surrender.”

The prince’s voice, shouting with all his might, had an unbelievable resonance and heaviness for a fifteen-year-old boy.

descendant of the traitor.

His voice rippled through the hearts of the Red Turbans.

What he said was a promise.

It is not the vagueness that Han Moo-hwa, the great palace lord, has been telling them for a long time, but a promise that comes true.

“But if!”

The prince drew a longsword from his waist and aimed it straight at the Red Turbans.

And his eyes sunk deeply.

“Remember that if you draw your sword and go to the end, I, as the owner of this country and the protector of the people, will not spare a single life!”

“...”

A chilly silence fell over the battlefield.

The tension flowed to the point where you couldn’t even breathe, and the red guns glanced at each other from behind the archlord.

If someone put down the knife first, the atmosphere of surrendering in a chain spread in their swaying eyes.

“Kuk.”

What broke the silence was a sudden burst of laughter.

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

Han Moo-hwa tilted her head and burst into laughter.

Damn it.

In an instant, the flesh that erupted from his body froze the surroundings as cold as the frozen ground.

His eyes, his laughter gone, turned to the prince.

“Forgiveness... tolerance... caring.”

“...”

“That’s a good word.”

Han Moo-hwa’s voice was cold enough to give goose bumps.

“It’s just about the gore.”

“....”

“A guy who got into that position just because he was born is saying that he has a pierced mouth.”

The gaze of the crown prince and Han Moo-hwa intertwined in the air.

“Have you ever experienced frozen soil?”

“....”

“Have you ever eaten a corpse frozen in the cold because there was nothing to eat? Do you know how desperate it is to have no way to survive unless it is taken away?”

“....”

The grueling years they had to endure were conveyed through his melancholy voice.

“What is the blood of Mr. Joo, who knows nothing? Give me the land and the house? accepted as a people? Since when did this midfield belong to you? The midfield belonged to the usurper. Your ancestors were like that, and many countries have made history that way.”

As Han Moo-hwa stepped forward, soldiers including Yang So-bang stood in the way of the crown prince with nervous expressions, and the imperial palace demonstrators drew their swords in unison.

“It’s funny. You young bastard who hides in the cracks of those who are trying to protect you and spits out nonsense. I and the palace! will take away Even if you mobilize tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands to block my path, I will kill them all and take back what is mine.”

coo woo woo

The atmosphere was distorted.

The ground groaned and shook with every step he took.

All those who looked at the formidable power swallowed their saliva in unison.

“In the end... will you choose to fight?”

“It was fate that I had no choice but to fight from the beginning. Mr. Ju and Mr. Han.”

Han Moo-hwa coldly responded to the prince’s chanting and came closer and closer.

“Your Highness, please take care of yourself quickly. We will be the authors.”

Yang So-bang headed for Han Moo-hwa, and Deung Yeopyeong and Byeok Un-yeong guarded the left and right.

While everyone was watching, the battle between Jungwon and Moorim’s fate was about to begin.

Even Cheongsang, who was left alone next to the prince, raised his sword and aimed at it regardless of his injuries.

Han Moo-hwa, the lord of the palace.

I had to kill him here.

Because I know that the greed of the author’s ideology will drive the world to ruin.

And the gaze of the blue sky reached the black gun warriors following Han Moo-hwa, and then turned to the red gun soldiers who hesitated, not knowing what to do.

The poor people who were used by the grand palace master’s ambition, and the soldiers and soldiers of the central plains who came out to stop them.

In the end, everyone is powerless to become a victim of war... Huh?

Cheongsang’s eyes widened as he swept from the side of the red gun to the other side.

A man speeding toward the battlefield, raising a dusty wind, and those who follow him.

A blush appeared on Cheongsang’s face as he recognized the man leading the way.

The lips are parted and the corners of the mouth rise spontaneously.

Then he cried out in a loud voice.

“Sasook!”