<-- Episode 108: Chapter 3 Acquaintances are reunited, and the wind of upheaval blows (2) -->
“This place?”
The eyes of the Yongmuseong and Iron Guard warriors wavered.
Inside the bend, where the fog had cleared, an incredibly beautiful landscape unfolded. A large waterfall was falling in a spectacular manner, and dozens of large and small pavilions were erected here and there like in the picture.
The picturesque landscape with all kinds of weeds in bloom contained the serenity of time, to the point where I began to wonder if this was truly a landscape of royalties.
Jin Mu-won frowned as he looked at the picturesque scene. It was definitely a beautiful scenery, but it felt somewhat shabby.
Jin Mu-won walked into the bend. The soldiers of Yongmuseong and Cheolgidang followed him carefully.
Yongmu-seong warned the Cheolgidang warriors.
“You never know what might happen, so everyone be alert and alert.”
“ancient!”
The Iron Guard warriors took out their weapons and guarded their surroundings.
Jin Mu-won felt that this place was somehow familiar. Even though it is definitely a place you come to for the first time and an unfamiliar landscape, you still feel a sense of déjà vu, as if you have seen it somewhere before.
‘why… … .’
Jin Mu-won looked around with a perplexed expression.
Appearances of popularity were felt everywhere in the palace. Jin Mu-won walked towards the pavilion where he could feel the most popularity.
It was dark inside the palace because there were no lights on. However, no one, including Jin Mu-won, was affected by the darkness.
“Hehe!”
At that moment, a strange groan came from the darkness.
Jin Mu-won was alert and walked towards the place where the moans were coming from. Jin Mu-won opened the door without hesitation. Then, I see a man crouching in one corner of the room.
‘madman?’
The man’s eyes were red and bloodshot, showing the typical appearance of a madman. However, unlike the madmen he saw in prison, he did not rush in blindly. It didn’t seem like the mania had fully set in yet.
Jin Mu-won left the madman behind and looked into the other rooms one by one. Then, people in a similar state to the madman I saw for the first time began to appear everywhere.
“What kind of goblin play is this?”
Yong Mu-seong, who was following Jin Mu-won, muttered. He didn’t say anything, but other Iron Wing warriors felt the same way.
The hall was full of madmen, with no one watching. The good news is that the madmen do not attack, so there is no need to kill.
We have not yet found a way to cure madmen. If madmen had attacked, they would have had to kill to protect themselves. Although they were relieved that the worst had been avoided, they remained vigilant.
Jin Mu-won continued his search with his omnidirectional senses heightened. He searched the largest pavilion, then the second pavilion, and then the next pavilion. As a result, I naturally separated from Yongmuseong and his party and searched the palace separately.
Jin Mu-won walked towards the smallest hall. It is the shabbiest of the many pavilions, yet it is located in a corner.
As I opened the door to the palace and entered, I felt a particularly cold atmosphere. Jin Mu-won walked along the hallway. His steps became faster without realizing it.
He stopped in front of a door located in the deepest part of the hallway. After taking a moment to catch his breath, he opened the door. Then I saw a man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room.
Although it was impossible to distinguish his facial features due to his shaggy hair and the beard covering his neck, Jin Mu-won recognized him right away.
“Hwangsuk!”
My heart was pounding so hard that it felt like it was going to jump out of my mouth.
His shabby clothes were the same as when he left the Bukcheonmun Gate, and silver chains were wrapped around his bony wrists and ankles. Although he looked incomparably shabbier than before, Jin Mu-won was certain that he was Hwang Cheol.
Hwangcheol muttered in Jinmuwon’s voice.
“her! “Seeing that I’m having auditory hallucinations again, it seems like I’m going crazy too.”
“Hwangsuk!”
Jin Mu-won called Hwang Cheol once again. Only then did Hwangcheol feel something strange and carefully opened his eyes.
For a moment, his eyes trembled.
“Seoul… … mind?”
“I am Muwon, Hwangsuk.”
“Are you really Confucius?”
Hwang Cheol’s voice came out trembling. Water naturally came to his eyes.
Jin Mu-won hugged Hwang Cheol warmly. The warmth he felt in his arms made Hwang Cheol realize that what he was seeing and feeling was not a hallucination.
“How did Confucius come here…” … ?”
“Of course I came to see Hwang Suk.”
Jin Mu-won’s eyes were already moist. Fortunately, unlike other madmen, Hwang Cheol did not seem to have an attack of mania.
“Please wait a moment.”
Jin Mu-won took out a snowflake and cut the chains that were restraining Hwang Cheol. Hwang Cheol, who finally found freedom, showed an expression of great emotion. I never dreamed that the chain, which wouldn’t budge no matter how much strength I increased, could be cut so easily.
“I never thought I would meet Confucius here. “It really feels like a dream.”
“Hwangsuk is missing, so how can I stay silent?”
“Confucius.”
Hwang Cheol seemed moved and had tears in his eyes. Jin Mu-won stole the corner of Hwang Cheol’s eyes.
“What happened, Hwangsuk? “Everyone has become a madman, but only Hwang-suk is sane.”
“I’m not sure about that either. “It’s probably because of the three-center trial method, but I’m not sure of the exact reason.”
Hwang Sook shook her head.
It was five months ago that I was transported here by the Red Ghost Army. At first, he too was trapped along with the staves of the White Dragon Sangdan. But as time went by, he started going crazy one by one.
The sight of the staff he was closest to going crazy and convulsing was something he was afraid of seeing in his dreams. No one knew who would go crazy the next day. It could be someone else or it could be yourself.
“It was from then on. “There is a crazy obsession with the three-center trial law.”
Fortunately, there were no restrictions on internal power, so there was no problem in using internal power. Hwang Cheol really devoted himself wholeheartedly to the three-center method. He couldn’t bear to do otherwise.
As time passed and Hwang Cheol did not reach them, they seemed to feel suspicious as well, so they deliberately isolated him and restrained him with chains.
‘Samwonsimbeop is the mind method of King Hyeonmunjeongjong, which has anti-magic power. It seems that Hyeonmun’s inner strength protected Hwang Suk.’
Jin Mu-won also had not learned the Three-Way Mind Method, so he could only guess that way.
Jin Mu-won looked at Hwang Cheol closely. Then, I saw eyes that were deeper and more profound than before. I don’t know the details, but it was clear that he had overcome some wall that was blocking Hwang Cheol.
“Fortunately, the.”
Jin Mu-won muttered that without even realizing it.
“Confucius, it is not the time to be like this.”
“yes?”
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“There is something I really want to show you, Confucius.”
Hwangcheol walked with difficulty towards the back of the pavilion. Jin Mu-won followed suit, even though he had a puzzled expression on his face.
The place Hwang Cheol guided us to was Huwon. Unlike other places, the place looked very desolate without a single blade of grass growing there.
“Why here?”
“Confucius, here we are.”
Suddenly, Hwangcheol pointed to a spot on the floor and started digging. Then, a moment later, a black box buried on the floor appeared. An eerie, ominous energy and poisonous air was flowing out of the black box.
“What is this?”
“I don’t know either. But after they buried it here, people started going crazy one by one.”
Hwangcheol got fed up and fell out of the box.
Jin Mu-won used his inner strength to protect his heart veins and then opened the box. Then, a strong venom attacked Jin Mu-won. The miasma was strong enough to make me feel dizzy even though my whole body was protected by the condensation.
“This?”
What was inside the box was a gray ring. A suffocating poison was flowing out of the Danhwan, and it seemed like an ordinary person would be poisoned and die the moment they were exposed to the poison.
‘Is this the cause of mania? Then, were all the madmen who had seizures in the prison world exposed to poison here?’
Jin Mu-won took a small piece of the Danhwan and examined it closely. However, as he had no knowledge of medicine or poisons, there were limits to what he could detect with the naked eye.
Jin Mu-won searched the hall and found a small pouch made of deer skin. He put the piece of Danhwan in his pocket, sealed it well, and stored it separately.
It was fortunate that Hwang Cheol was saved, but the question was still unanswered.
‘Why did Geumdan-Yeop produce madmen with this? Even though the madmen are strong, they probably know that they cannot deal with warriors who have learned martial arts. ‘What on earth did he want to talk about?’
Jin Mu-won had a vague feeling that the appearance of this place was a message that Geum Dan-yeop wanted to convey to him. He wants to say something through the appearance of this place.
At that time, Hwang Cheol’s voice was heard.
“This place is very similar to Milya, which I only heard about in stories.”
“This place?”
“That’s right. You don’t know how surprised I was when I first got caught. “There was a person who was captured in Milya when Soin was young and escaped, and I still clearly remember that the hometown of Milya was described in this way by that person.”
Only then did Jin Mu-won figure out why this place was so familiar. He too had heard a similar story to Hwang Cheol when he was young.
‘Then is this place a miniature version of Milya?’
I felt like something came to mind, but I couldn’t picture it clearly. But it was clear that we were one step closer to the important truth.
It was then.
“It was here.”
Yongmuseong’s voice was heard.
When Jin Mu-won and Hwang Cheol looked back, warriors from Yongmuseong and Cheolgidang were approaching, capturing a strange man.
“Keuuu!”
Like other madmen, Hwang Cheol burst out in shock at the sight of the man with red bloodshot eyes and loss of sense.
“Confucius!”
The person who went mad and had a seizure was clearly Yoon Ja-myeong, the third prince of the White Dragon Sangdan.
This was Hwang Cheol’s first time seeing Yun Ja-myeong, as he had been completely isolated since he was captured here and had never met him.
“It seems that the third Confucius is indeed the right one. thank god. “Even though I’m crazy, I’m still alive.”
Yong Mu-seong wrinkled the tip of his nose.
I’m glad I found Yoon Ja-myeong, but I can’t help but feel uneasy. I felt dirty, as if I didn’t wipe after doing my errands.
Yong Mu-seong said to Jin Mu-won.
“Let’s get out of here first. For the rest, we send someone separately to bring them in. “I feel so shit that I can’t stay here anymore.”
“Of course.”
Jin Mu-won nodded. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t feel very refreshed being here either.
Jin Mu-won supported Hwang Cheol and walked out of Manjeol Valley. But before he got far, he had to stop.
“Hey, why?”
I was about to say something when I saw Jin Mu-won suddenly stop in his tracks, but his expression became stiff.
“what?”
As soon as they appeared, numerous warriors were blocking the entrance to Manjeolgok Valley. At the head of them was a man in his late thirties. A smile appeared on the lips of a man wearing a light blue jangsam, with his hair neatly tied up in a pure white braid.
martial arts,
