Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 34
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Episode 34
The next morning.
I received an unexpected imprint, so I decided to stay at the Beast Palace for another day.
Nok Seung-seo and Bang Yak-ran, who came with us, are also leaving tomorrow, so they will probably accompany us to Chwihonru, where we first met.
Before leaving, I should take a look around the Beast Palace.
“There’s a black dragon, a black dragon.”
Hey, my name isn’t Black Dragon, it’s Damyeong.
The name of the Sodongju of Namcheon Damdong!
“I knew it the moment I saw him. Look at that sturdy physique and noble face. That is the look of the one who will be king.”
“Phew. Why would someone who knew that bet on the other side?”
“Let’s stop talking about money. I’m still feeling bad. Did you hear the story about the old man with only one arm? He said he came from Namcheon Damdong.”
These guys don’t know how great Nosa is.
Well, they are young warriors.
“Ah. I heard the gist of it. I heard you made quite a bit of money?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. You made twenty times what you bet. In one bet. Do you know how upset I was when I heard that?”
Ah… … . It wasn’t ten times, it was twenty times?
You’re even fooling me.
He is a great person in many ways.
Hot gazes pouring in wherever I go.
But, as Nosa said, perhaps because it is not a red dragon, their gazes are strange.
It’s natural that you don’t know what the Black Dragon’s Seal means.
Some people grumbled that the color black meant bad luck.
Or, some say that it means the north, and that one day it will return to the Central Plains following its own blood.
I went out of the Beast Palace to avoid the burdensome gaze and to organize my thoughts.
There were many places around the palace where you could take a quiet walk.
The main gate that I had broken a while ago was still under repair.
As I was walking around the Beast Palace, someone blocked my path.
“Dammyung Sodongju, I don’t know if you remember. I saw you at Cheonglim Pavilion.”
“Ah. You must be the late Lord of Cheonglim Pavilion. Hello.”
“I’m sorry, I’m out for a walk. Can you come out and go somewhere for a minute?”
“Where are you talking about?”
“There, there’s someone who wants to meet you… … Please follow me for now.”
The place we were guided to was a small forest located quite far from the palace.
Anonymous forest.
A sacred place where nameless warriors of the Beast Palace who fought and died for the sake of others are buried.
Maybe that’s why there are no people coming here.
Here and there among the thick trees, small mounds bearing traces of the passage of time could be seen.
There must be a reason why they didn’t cut down the tree and buried it next to it.
Go back to the land of Namman that you have protected.
Cheonglimgakju remained silent the whole time he walked ahead.
Just looking around and flustered.
It doesn’t feel very good.
“Ugh… … .”
I stopped for a moment, holding my heart.
This is already the third pain.
It was last night when the dragon’s imprint was placed.
It’s painful, like someone is squeezing the thing near my heart with their hand.
A feeling of something being blocked, as if it might explode.
The pain of trying to make one’s presence known.
“Are you okay?”
Cheongnim Gakju, who was walking ahead, stopped for a moment and asked.
The gaze still wandering around.
It’s the kind of look that shows someone trying to quickly get something done that they don’t want to do.
“I don’t know who wants to see me, but I don’t think it’s a good thing. Considering how they insisted on meeting me in such a remote place.”
“… … Well, if you want to talk, what could go wrong?”
I’m leaving the Beast Palace tomorrow.
If there’s a problem, you have to cut it out.
If you leave a wound as it is, it will fester.
Cheongnim Gakju stopped walking as he arrived at a small open space in the middle of the forest.
And he shouted towards the direction where the trees were densely packed.
“Dongju, I brought you here as promised, so I’ll be going now.”
Then he ran away without looking back.
Dongju?
It wasn’t that hard to guess which family’s ancestor it was.
I’m sure the reason you want to see me in a place like this isn’t to celebrate the Black Dragon’s imprint.
This was the first step taken by a man who had spent his entire life loitering within the walls of Namcheon Damdong, so he would never have been involved with any other families.
Except for one thing.
“You could have just met me at the palace, but you called me here anyway, Heavenly King Jindongju.”
“Haha. The rumors I heard were wrong. I didn’t know you were this quick-witted.”
Jin Cheol-seung, the Heavenly Jinju, appeared from behind a large tree.
* * *
Beast Palace Iron Bear Group.
A man was prostrating himself before the leader of the Iron Troops, Dammu-gun, while reporting the results of the Mansu ceremony.
“A Songgol was given to the eldest son of Biyeongnokdong, Nok Seungseo, and a Yunpyo was given to Bang Yakran of Gwisubangdong.”
“Oh. They are all good marks. I can look forward to their future activities. What happened to the Sodongju of Changcheonjindong?”
The only grandson of Jin Jung-ak, the Beast King.
Everyone was excited that he would receive the Red Dragon’s Seal, but the way he looked to Dammugun was not up to expectations.
‘It wasn’t a vessel fit to contain the dragon’s spirit. Rather, Ming was that guy… … .’
Dammu-gun recalled his meeting with Dammyeong.
A cheeky guy… … .
You’re going to break fate.
Is the bowl big or is it just an empty boast?
The report continued.
“To Jin Ja-hong, the master of the Changcheonjindong… … a red dragon was bestowed.”
“This dragon? This dragon… … Tsk tsk. The disappointment of the Heavenly Treasure Lord must have been great.”
This dragon is a beast commonly called an imugi.
Sleeping in deep water without being able to become a dragon.
No one knows whether he is just waiting for the right time to fill his vessel, or whether he has already lost his chance to become a dragon.
You’ll have to prove to yourself which one it is.
“Lastly, the owner of Namcheon Damdong, Dammyeong… … .”
I didn’t have any expectations, but this was the guy I was most curious about.
Did you get an imprint?
“Dammyung Sodongju received the Black Dragon’s Seal. The entire Beast Palace is in an uproar because of this.”
“Black Dragon? Black Dragon? Is that guy your name?”
The dragon’s imprint.
Dammu-gun clenched both his fists tightly.
As if trying to hide the tremors all over his body.
This is the first dragon seal given to Beast King Jin Jung-ak after he received the Red Dragon Seal.
About seventy years.
‘That guy, Myung-i, deserves that fate… … .’
Even though it’s been a long time since I left my family, why wouldn’t I have a wish in my heart for the family to do well?
I never once looked into it while growing up, but blood relatives are blood relatives.
‘This is truly a great blessing for Namcheon Damdong. Furthermore, it is a great celebration for the Beast Palace, and even for the entire Namman.’
My heart started pounding with excitement after a long time.
‘… … If it’s black, it means the north. This means the central plains. That guy will eventually go to the central plains too. Just like my father.’
Dam Mu-heun, who had left for Jungwon, failed to achieve his goal.
Instead, he got a woman from the Central Plains.
My guess is this guy will be different.
Because you have the fate of a dragon.
The next morning I set out to find Dammyeong.
I felt like I had to say something before I left.
There’s nothing in my head yet.
He went out for a walk for a while, but the child was nowhere to be seen inside the palace.
As I looked around, I saw an unexpected person in the distance walking briskly back to the palace.
Looking around as if he was up to something fishy.
‘Why is Cheonglimgakju coming from that direction at this time… … .’
I looked in the direction he had come from as if he was running away.
West of the palace.
Over there, in the distance, there’s a forest of nameless trees.
Something doesn’t feel right.
Kuung.
Dammu-gun jumped down from a wall that was about ten jang high.
Right in front of Cheonglim Pavilion, which was walking as if running.
“Where are you going in such a hurry? Cheongnimgakju.”
“Ah, no, how did the Lord Danju come here… … .”
Despite the cool weather, large beads of sweat ran down Cheongnimgakju Go Gyeomchu’s forehead.
* * *
Anonymous.
The Heavenly Pearl, which appeared behind the tree, opened its mouth.
“I have something to talk about quietly.”
“Oh, if you want to talk, you can do it at the palace. And the person who wants to talk quietly brought twenty subordinates?”
Ouch.
Jin Dong-ju’s expression hardened for a moment, then he spoke again.
“Haha. This is amazing. Even though they were brought here for training, they are still warriors of the Heavenly Tremors. They are worthy of receiving the Black Dragon’s Seal. Anyway, let me get to the point. Give me back the Red Cloud Armor.”
Oh, was that why?
“I don’t like it.”
“You may not know this, but the Red Cloud Armor was left to the family by my father, the Beast King. If you return it quietly like this, I promise nothing will happen.”
I didn’t bring the sword, but I have the red cloud armor in my arms.
But I have no intention of giving it back.
“How is Jin Ja-hong’s condition? She didn’t look well yesterday.”
“… … That child went straight back to the family. He is not a child who should receive such a ridiculous imprint. I will erase it even if it means cutting off his skin.”
You want to cut off my skin?
That’s not fighting fate.
On the contrary, he is being dragged around.
Jin Cheol-seung continued speaking.
“After that, I will give you a new imprint. The next time, I will definitely give you the imprint of the Red Dragon. All you need is a horn. Then, you can also draw out the power of the Red Cloud Armor. That child will become the Beast King.”
You will gain a new seal, take the Red Cloud Armor, and ascend to the throne of the Beast King.
The priestess’ last words to Jin Ja-hong were to give up her vain desires.
Put down those beads you have in your mouth.
“It turned out that you, the father, were the one who put the bead in his mouth. Not knowing that it would become a gag.”
“What are you talking about?”
“It means I can’t return the Jeokun Gap. For the sake of your brother-in-law.”
In that moment, Jin Cheol-seung’s eyes glowed red and a murderous aura rose from his entire body.
At the same time, those who had been hiding their presence began to reveal themselves one by one.
“I won’t kill you. Your original purpose was only the Red Cloud Armor. But I’m very angry. I’ll have to take the black dragon drawn on your shoulder as well.”
I didn’t know that one piece of armor could be this aggressive.
Doesn’t touching the Sodongju of Namcheon Damdong mean that you’re willing to risk war between families?
But Jin Dong-ju had already lost his mind.
At the funeral that he had been looking forward to his entire life, a red snake was drawn on his son’s shoulder.
I, who ignored the dirty blood, received the imprint of the black dragon.
Asking for the return of the red cloud armor may be nothing more than an excuse to vent one’s boiling anger.
Idiots who try to break the board if they don’t like the result.
It won’t be easy.
The Changcheonjindong is the family of the Beast King Jinjungak.
Among the eight movements, it is the best.
Of all people, I’m also bare-handed.
Although he did not inherit the Beast King’s talents, he is also a member of a family that rose to become a great warrior.
There’s no way I can deal with it now.
In addition, he brought twenty subordinates.
“Makgae, get the red cloud armor back from that kid.”
Before I knew it, a man who had been standing behind him was walking briskly toward me.
No one moved, as if one person called Makgae was enough.
“Hand it over.”
A person who is a head taller than me.
A large man whose torso circumference was similar to my height stood in front of me.
The exposed forearms are severely lumpy.
“I already said no.”
“Then I have no choice but to take it myself.”
The moment his hand reached out to my arms, I grabbed his wrist.
And then she looked straight at him and said.
“I clearly said that it was not possible. How dare you threaten the Sodongju of Namcheon Damdong?”
Sigh.
The bastard Makgae let out an arrogant laugh, perhaps believing in the power of the Heavenly Jindo Spirit behind him.
Then he pulled out the hand that was holding him and used force.
A snake-like vein twitches on his forearm.
A sudden power struggle between Makgae and me.
“Whoop.”
The moment when the curtain tries to give strength with a big breath.
Bam.
The pain in my chest is gone.
And then something snapped from what was coiled there.
At the same time, a new force spread throughout my body.
A power that comes from my heart, but is not mine.
“Hey, Makgae. What are you doing?”
The Heavenly Jin-dong-ju shouted as if he was frustrated.
But the expression on the face of the man whose wrist was being held was becoming increasingly distorted.
“Eww. Eww. Aaaah! My arm! My arm!”
I couldn’t hold back the scream that was about to burst open.
His legs began to bend little by little, and he eventually knelt down in front of me.
His wrist, which I caught, was bent in a strange direction.
“Hey. I’m Sodongju of Namcheon Damdong. Be polite.”
The gatekeeper nodded his head repeatedly.
Only then did I let go of his wrist did he turn around, dragging his butt.
Behind that figure, the astonished expression of the Heavenly Treasure Trooper was visible.
“Uh, uh… How does that kid have such strength… … .”
“I wish the same arm would stop here.”
But Changcheonjindongju’s thoughts were different from mine.
Swish.
At his signal, his subordinates took out their armours from their bosoms and put them on.
It means that since communication is not possible, they will suppress it with force.
Maybe it was meant to be this way from the beginning.
I also took out the handgun from my bosom.
The Beast King’s sacred item, the Red Cloud Armor.
Changcheonjin Dongju, who was watching the scene, clicked his tongue and said.
“Kk kk. This is a precious item that doesn’t suit you. How can you be so greedy without knowing that it has another owner?”
The words left behind by the Beast King.
When you meet a new owner, you will vomit out red energy yourself.
“This guy will find his master someday. But I don’t think it will be Changcheonjindong.”
He slowly put the red cloud armor he was holding on his hand.
The red cloud shell made of dark meteorite was shining red today.
As if it would spit out red fog at any moment.