299. East, Yue Kingdom (26)
When an accident occurs, the cause of the accident is important, but how the accident is resolved afterwards is also very important.
If water spills, the priority is to wipe the water away rather than just sitting there wondering how the water spilled.
Anyway, let’s set aside for a moment how Howell will correct the sins he committed later and take a look at Zeto for now.
Zeto was also handling the accident.
No, more accurately, it was in the process of being resolved.
He joined Keraf with Maduk and was able to obtain quite useful information.
Zeto gave one instruction to Slope, a young lycan who knew nothing but how to kill humans and the demons who had abandoned their homeland, and that was to gather information about the Wolyeonghoe.
However, Keraf’s trustworthy spirits were also blocked in front of the barrier of Doam Cave.
So, Keraf had no choice but to give up the investigation quite early.
But did he return empty-handed?
If that had been the case, he would not have been praised by Zeto for being competent.
Kheraf immediately traced the whereabouts of Seo Cho-ryang, the evil star, and Seo Yi-san, the moon of Wolguk.
The priority was Seochoryang.
Kheraf, who knew right away that he would be controlling the board, was able to find the building where Seo Cho-ryang was staying with the help of Volk’s excellent sense of smell.
Seochoryang was found on none other than the throne of Wolguk. This poisonous toad finally drove out Seo Yi-san.
Maduk, who was listening to the story, also said that this was a planned procedure and instilled confidence in Kerap’s information.
Seo Yi-san is imprisoned in the Yue Kingdom.
The charge was ‘undetermined’.
The fact that the crime was not determined was a choice of words befitting a maniac who had complete control over the palace interior.
Meanwhile, Jeto was curious as to why Seo Yi-san had so obediently entered prison.
Anyway, he was definitely the king of Wolguk, and there is no crime that could put a king in prison. Because the king’s word is the same as law.
Of course, the problem was that Seo Yi-san, unbecoming a king, did not have the power to enforce this, but was it still enough for him to just walk away with his own feet?
Zetto was very dissatisfied with his choice.
Even if Seo Yi-san is a king with only the crown of Amman, isn’t this situation too severe?
He was not fulfilling his duties and duties as the king of a country.
Zeto wanted to hear what he had to say, thinking it might mean something.
That’s how Zeto ended up in prison himself.
The method of entry itself was simple.
As I walked around the inside of the palace, I came across Seo Cho-ryang’s subordinates, and when they saw Jeto, they called him a ‘suspicious blind man’ and immediately threw him into prison.
Gradually. Gradually.
Every time Zeto takes a step, the shackles on his ankles hit the floor and echo.
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The closest prison was the royal prison, so Seo-i-san was also there.
ㅡKwak.
Soon, the door to the prison cell right next to Seo Yi-san opened.
“Go in.”
“……”
Jeto is pushed on his back and falls down.
ㅡQuang.
Seo Cho-ryang’s men hung shackles on the iron bars and closed the door to the prison cell.
Cheolkeong.
After checking to see if the door is securely locked, he leisurely leaves the prison.
“Hey, I got one performance. How much did you pay for both parties?”
“It was 100 nyang. That alone is more than half of my meager salary. Let’s go report right away.”
“……”
Then, when their distant voices could no longer be heard, Seo Yi-san spoke to Jeto, who was leaning against the iron bars.
“Wow, this is a nice face.”
“…Did I hear your voice wrong? I didn’t expect to see you here.”
Zetto tilted his head and asked back.
“Don’t be kidding. I knew right away that you were a brave blind person who could tell people apart even without hearing their voices.”
Seo Yi-san lets out a faint laugh.
It was Seoisan who had been collecting various trivial information about Jeto.
“It seems like quite a lot has happened in the time we haven’t seen each other for a while. The king is imprisoned in the royal prison. It’s a shame that I couldn’t see this rare sight with my own eyes.”
“Gosh, should I have at least washed my face?”
“Even if an accident happens where I see Your Majesty’s shabby face, I can forget about it with a glass of Ilsongju.”
Seo Yi-san opens his mouth wide and laughs heartily at Jeto’s joke again.
“hahahahaha, I really like your antics. You mean that Ilsongju (日送酒), which says that if you drink just one glass, you will be able to see tomorrow’s sun and see the moon again? I’d be willing to give it to you. .If it is still in the national treasury…”
“…I guess you knew to some extent.”
“Of course. Jim’s eyes and ears were wide open, and he must have been unaware of the obvious intention of suddenly calling in elite soldiers and having a drinking party with the cadets. Oh, I didn’t mean to belittle you. “
Seo Yi-san, who was patting the area around his eyes, put his white bandage on his eyes and waved his hand.
Zeto, who was not at all concerned about this, opened his mouth.
“Then you know why I came here.”
“Let’s see… He came here empty-handed and without a sword, so it doesn’t seem like he came to protect Hwasu… It seems he’s very dissatisfied with the way things are going.”
“Because I don’t understand.”
“You don’t know Jim’s situation.”
“I know to some extent. But that doesn’t mean I can say that the king who sits back and watches his country fall apart is not guilty.”
“……”
At Zeto’s next word, silence flows inside the cold royal prison.
Soon, Seo Yi-san stared at the prison ceiling and opened his mouth.
“Jim was not a king’s servant. He was nothing without a crown on his head. He was just a man who loved heroic stories and history.”
“He has a different impression than I expected.”
“Now that I think about it, I told you the story of Baek Tian-gyeol. Let me ask you a question. Do you think Baek Yu-rok was really helpful to the kings of Yue?”
“I don’t know because I’ve never read it and have no business reading it, but the king I met who was not good at speaking said it was helpful.”
“This is hitting a sore spot just because a crown is missing. It’s true that it was helpful. As far as the king of Wolguk is concerned, it’s a book no different from the Bible of the Holy Church. But…”
Seo Yi-san approached the prison cell where Jeto was held with shackles and grabbed hold of the iron bars.
“…It is an undeniable fact that it contains a terrible curse.”
“A curse? Are you saying that a diary is something like the Necronomicon?”
“Maybe it was the curse of Baek Yue-rok. No king who read Baek Yu-rok could surpass Baek Cheon-gyeol. It was only then that I realized. Why Baek Yu-rok was being treated as a banned book…”
Human beings live by comparing the size of their own rice cake with that of others.
Even if the rice cakes are the same size, someone else’s rice cake looks bigger, and it goes without saying if the rice cakes are of different sizes from the beginning.
There wasn’t much difference in Seoisan Mountain.
As he was reading Baekwolrok, at some point he began to feel infinite awe of Baek Cheon-gyeol and at the same time feel helpless.
The kings of Wolguk who read Baekwolrok all meet the same ending.
No one can become a king who surpasses Baekcheongyeol. So they had no choice but to cover the sky and the moon.
Even though hundreds of years had passed, Wolguk was still unable to escape from Baekcheongyeol’s shadow.
That was the conclusion Seo Yi-san reached.
It was difficult for Jeto, who had no memory of his previous life, to understand, but it was true from the perspective of the king who actually ruled the Yue Kingdom.
“… Let’s stop talking about the meaningless past at this point and get straight to the point. Your Majesty doesn’t seem to be expecting a civil war, so I’m curious what the reason is. In the outskirts, there is one of the five provinces of Yue State, Seo Chao-ryang. “Aren’t there three left that haven’t been touched? If you had chosen to escape rather than be captured, I think you could have joined them and planned for the future.”
“The reason is connected to the past.”
“What do you mean?”
Zeto stands up immediately.
“Since I am trusted by the generals, Seocho-ryang would not have been able to avoid difficulties if we only looked at the strength of the soldiers under his command. However, you also know that civil war itself is not a very good option for the country and the people. “You probably know this. There was a time when I lost track of his movements while I was fighting so hard.”
“Did you have any communication with another country?”
“If it had been that way, I would have felt at ease. Seo Cho-ryang returned from an outing at some point and bought a large quantity of unidentified soil.”
“Mile of dirt…?”
Hearing a sudden sound, Zeto repeated the word out loud in a questioning voice.
“The problem is that the source of the soil… Was the land of goblins. I wondered if there was any reason to spend a lot of money to buy such a pile of soil from goblins, but by the time the royal seal of the King of Conqueror, which remained only as a relic, disappeared, “I realized it too late.”
Jeto’s expression hardens in an instant as Seo Yi-san continues his explanation.
“…Is the royal seal something special enough to be a catalyst for necromancy?”
Seo Yi-san closes his eyes tightly at the sound of his lowered voice.
Jeto, who was listening to the explanation, was able to naturally infer which people’s white bones might have been buried in the dirt and which people’s mana would have remained intact.
“If the target is the army of the conquering king who unified the East in the past… It could be more than a catalyst…”
An army of Baekcheon-seo, raised through necromancy.
That was the identity of the rat hole prepared by Seo Cho-ryang.
It is unreasonable for the living and the dead to fight, but if it were Baek Cheon-gyeol’s army, which enjoyed the heyday of the Yue Dynasty, the outcome was as obvious as it was obvious.
That’s why Seo-i-san also did not resist much.
From his perspective, having read Baekwolrok since he was young, he could guess how many soldiers and people would have lost their lives if Baekcheongyeol’s army had been buried in that mound of dirt.
“Then let me ask you one last question. Even if I cut off your uncle’s head right now, I won’t be captured for threatening the royal family of Yue, right?”
“He probably doesn’t want to cause conflict with the academy, so the safety of the cadets is guaranteed. This is Wolguk’s matter. There’s no reason for you to step forward. Besides, there’s still the 3rd division captain by his side. …”
Seo Yi-san tried to stop Jeto from taking the risk, but Jeto did not even listen to his voice and pulled the thread he was holding in his hand.
Crack. Widely.
His sword hits the floor from the other side and is dragged along the thread.
Teook.
Soon Zeto picked up his sword and opened his mouth.
“If I don’t step up, who else will?”
Those words had many meanings.
As a knight of a saint, it was necessary to eliminate the evildoer who wielded evil necromancy, and the quest of his companion, Sang Sang-chang, also pointed to Seo Cho-ryang.
Above all, even though he had no memory, as the reincarnation of the Conqueror, he could not allow his soldiers to suffer again.
“What the-!”
“The sword does what it wants…!”
Soon, Seo Cho-ryang’s men who ran after the sword found Jeto holding the sword.
“This bastard… How…!”
“Hey, I don’t know! Just stab me and see!”
Jeto, who had lost his smile, swung his sword at Seo Cho-ryang’s men who were trying to throw their spears.
ㅡQuwadeuk!! Quad Deuk!!!
Then, the limbs of Seo Cho-ryang’s men are cut off with iron bars.
Jeto then cuts off the shackles and easily escapes through the gently cut iron bars.
Trug. Trudging.
The screams of Seo Cho-ryang’s men seem to have been a signal, and the sound of someone coming down from the prison is heard again.
“…Yasui.”
Seo Yi-san, who saw the man coming down from the prison, quietly called his name.
It was Yasui, the captain of the 3rd Division of Oseong, who followed Seochoryang.
“Your Highness, you can punish me as severely as you want, but for now, I think you should trust him and follow me to a safe place.”
However, an unexpected answer comes out of the mouth of Yasui, who he thought was his enemy.
“……”
So, Seo Yi-san came out of the prison and looked at Zeto, who was stretching.
He was only able to realize it now.
That young blind swordsman stood at the center of this game.
Soon Zeto spoke to the king of Yue.
“I will bring back Wolguk for a bottle of Ilsongju. I will refuse to accept refusal.”