Possessed in a Thousand Novels

3. Magic Merchant (6)

The next evening.

One by one, the warriors who had been lying face down like corpses regained their vitality.

The staff at the office were also busy. It was to hold a feast to commemorate their safe return from the journey. On the one hand, this was also a memorial service for those who passed away.

So the feast was held in an atmosphere that was neither too exciting nor too solemn. The ambassadors emptied their drinks one by one, reminisced about their journey, and shared memories of those who had left.

As one person said a word, the story continued to grow. Sometimes he would make jokes and giggle, telling stories to the point of absurdity, but sometimes he would drink in silence. The drink filled with bitter stories was bitter enough to make me grimace.

An event was also held where people shared their opinions and talked about what they did not like. At first, the third-rate dancers, who had been reluctantly asking why they had to do something that would only make each other uncomfortable, started laughing and criticized each other in a noisy atmosphere.

The vomiting process, leaning on alcohol, proceeded smoothly after the mediation of Yu-ran and Iryu-musa. I laughed off words that would normally have been painful, relying on my intoxication, and even said things that I normally would not have said out of my throat.

The highlight of this event was the sight of two large messengers who had been repeating what they wanted to say day and night, so overcome with emotion that they cried and hugged each other.

Siwoo thought Yuran had done a really good job of planning since it was all part of the process of fostering the bond between the ambassadors. In some ways, it’s like a cheap retreat, but when alcohol is involved and people with hard jobs like Pyo Sa do it, it’s comforting enough.

It was also explained at this time that Siwoo’s sword skills were a trick. Although the messengers were still very quiet, they listened to Si-woo’s request not to be difficult with them. One by one, starting with Hyeong-jin, who was the most hesitant at first, they started speaking informally again, and by the end of the meeting, most of the delegates treated Si-woo as before.

I couldn’t tell if it was really a friendly treatment or just a drunken exaggeration. But either way, it would be enough if I could say one thing to the mourners who woke up tomorrow, ‘You treated me comfortably last night, why are you acting like this?’

On this day, Siwoo also drank about two bottles of alcohol. As he would soon become an official member of the staff, he could not miss such an event, and it was also because he had become confident in his drinking after learning the art of detoxification from alcohol from Siwoo of the medical martial arts world. He learned martial arts by studying anatomy, which was not even included in the Eight Characters, so how could it not be effective?

As if such confidence was not in vain, by the time the event was over and his place was destroyed, Si-woo was one of the few survivors. The other governors had already collapsed and were moved to their dormitories a long time ago, and the only ones who remained until the end were Do-yeop, Si-woo, and Yu-ran.

Perhaps because he was drunk, Yu-ran, who was looking at Si-woo with his chin resting and thinking for a while, opened his mouth in a slightly distorted voice.

“I will take care of the elixir for you, so don’t worry.”

With her hands fluttering and her pronunciation slackening, she was clearly drunk. She was just pretty enough not to be ruined by this.

Seeing her, who seemed like she could break anything, so drunk, made Si-woo feel strange. Would you say I felt like a child watching a snowman melt?

She was about to drink enough to interfere with her work tomorrow. A drinking glass that gets empty as soon as it is filled. When Si-woo, who had been drinking continuously in front of her, thought it was time, she grabbed the bottle and put it away.

“Don’t worry too much about Pyohaeng’s matter and just go inside. “Isn’t there work tomorrow?”

“No…”

She said, ‘You’re cowardly for bringing up work…’ … ‘ She floundered as she spoke.

A scuffle continued between Si-woo, who was holding a bottle of alcohol, and Yu-ran, who was trying to somehow catch the bottle. There was quite a difference in her height, so when viewed from the side, it looked like a battle between a child and an adult.

After the fifth attempt, Yuran gave up and sat down again. Yuran lowered her head, looked at her floor, and spoke as if sighing.

“… “Is it because of me?”

Her suddenly lowered voice was filled with deep self-reproach.

In the heavy atmosphere, Siwoo answered immediately without any hesitation.

“No. If something is stolen, isn’t it the fault of the person who stole it, not the responsibility of the owner?”

“Yes. I know that. I know…”

Yuran washed her face dry.

“Isn’t that how you think about things? I wonder what would have happened if I had researched more thoroughly, what would have happened if I had taken a different route, and…”

She hesitated, unable to continue her words, then sighed.

“I also think that Haga Sangdan is not just doing well.”

“Is that so…”

Siwoo didn’t have anything to say, so he just nodded.

Yuran’s words continued as if he was complaining.

“For the benefit of our merchants, we had no choice but to oust local merchants. But couldn’t it have been made a little softer? Rather than only emphasizing meritocracy, if there is loyalty at the top, wouldn’t it have been better to keep one job for a long time instead of firing it? If that were the case, wouldn’t Ha Gapyo’s country have been less of an enemy than it is now? … “Siwoo, what do you think?”

Siwoo thought of modern companies.

Among the things they did, there was one most basic and certain way that could be done even in this era.

“Let people envy Hagapyoguk. Then it will be resolved naturally.”

“It’s not that I haven’t thought about it. But how can the top or the top country be envied?”

Ultimately, the problem was the physiocratism of this era. Public opinion was prevalent both above and below, saying that farmers who grow grains so that people can live are the best, and that merchants who are anxious to make money to satisfy their own greed are the worst. No matter how powerful the top, there will always be people looking down on them from behind. .

Needless to say, it was a country where most third-rate warriors lived like mayflies. The actions of those who live only for today have already become infamous throughout the entire Central Plains. Even merchants look down on Pyo Sa, so what more can I say?

However, Siwoo, who lived in the modern capitalist world, had a different perspective. The world he lived in was a world of capitalists whose wealth could combine both force and power.

“Why is it impossible? If the times reject us, we must change the times. “Isn’t that right?”

“Ha, hahahaha!”

Yuran tilted his head and laughed loudly at the words, which were like a declaration of war on the world. It felt like a road that had been blocked until now had been cleared up.

Okay. Is there anything in the world that is impossible?

Bang Bang was an unemployed gangster when he was young, and Han Shin once crawled under someone’s crotch. But didn’t he end up playing a leading role in history?

“Ah… Yes, that’s right. “You are right.”

After that, Yuran was alone with his thoughts and grinning. She seemed to be thinking of ways to improve Pyo Guk’s perception.

It’s good to worry about the future of Pyo-guk, but it’s midnight (23:00 – 1:00) in a little while, so Si-woo said directly to Yu-ran.

“It’s late. “Please leave for today.”

Yu-ran, who raised his head at the sound of Si-woo’s voice, had a dazed expression, like someone who woke up from a dream. Her eyes were blinking because she was drunk.

As Siwoo helped her up, Yuran came to her senses and held out her hand.

“Oh, no support is needed. “I’m going to bed, so you can go in too.”

“Yes. “Sleep soundly.”

So Yu-ran left her position first, and only Do-yeop and Si-woo remained.

There was silence between the two. Si-woo waited for Do-yeop to speak, but Do-yeop could not find the courage to speak.

As the silence continued, the more their thoughts grew. Si-woo thought that I should speak up first, and Do-yeop saw Si-woo being silent and wondered if he should talk to him.

The two looked at the night sky and counted the stars. As if that would ease some of my worries. There were so many stars that you couldn’t count them even if you stayed up all night.

As they were conscious of each other, they both opened their mouths at the same time.

“Doyeop.” “Brother Siwoo.”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

“Why? Say it.”

“That… That’s it… If… “

“Have you realized that you are actually a woman?”

“Oh, that’s right. … “Uh, huh?”

Do-yeop, who belatedly noticed something strange, turned his head to Si-woo.

Siwoo laughed as if it was funny.

“I couldn’t help but notice. That crap… “Who would you fool with your clumsy cross-dressing skills?”

Siwoo was shocked and changed the word in the middle.

If I had made a mistake, I would have been offended by Cheon Ma Siu’s tone.

“So you knew from the beginning?”

“Not at all from the beginning. I felt more and more strange. “Usually, in this world, pretty men who have difficulty living in groups and change their clothes alone are cross-dressers.”

“I don’t think that would be called ‘normal’…”

Doyeop timidly countered, but the effect was minimal.

“Then do you know about all the other messengers?”

“It won’t be that much. You must have turned around so much. “You barely participated in the after-party today, right?”

“It couldn’t be helped…”

Doyeop’s voice gradually became quieter. It was noticeable that his confidence was plummeting.

Siwoo quickly changed the topic.

“Anyway, so you’re saying she’s a woman?”

“Okay… “Yes.”

In front of Do-yeop, who looked nervous, Si-woo immediately adjusted his posture. It was because there was something he really wanted to try.

Siwoo straightened his clothes, straightened his back, and smiled softly.

“Sozer. “What is Sozer’s name?”

Beyond the line he had desperately wanted to say in Moorim, the tone of voice he had desperately wanted to hear in Moorim returned.

“It is called peach blossom and saturation flower.”

Dohwa was asked a question in an awkward tone.

Siwoo’s mouth when he saw thatThe tail rose slightly.

“Chae Dohwa, it’s a pretty name.”

At that moment, Dohwa’s heart beat so loudly that it hit her throat. Her heart pounding with her two bats, she didn’t listen to her.

Dohwa’s eyes drew an arc. It felt like starlight was pouring through the space where the two were facing each other.

“Thank you. Siwoo… Brother.”

She shyly said that name.

Dohwa smiled brighter than her moonlight.

*

“Start growing your hair today.”

“Then how about cross-dressing…?” … “

“I have to give up. “Actually, it’s still almost like a single shot, isn’t it?”

“That’s because I haven’t had her hair done in two months.”

“It’s a good opportunity, so keep growing. “I think it would be prettier that way.”

“… “I will work hard to raise you.”

.

.

“I’m telling you this, but why did you want to ask me if I noticed that I was a woman?”

“That’s actually… “I thought she would have been caught when my brother rescued her girl.”

“… Why?”

“Then the brother’s hands touched her girl’s breasts, her waist, and her girl’s buttocks… “

“Now, just a moment. “Did you really do that?”

“I’m sure I’ll buy it.”

“I was out of my mind at the time, so I grabbed it anywhere…”

“You molested the girl’s body without hesitation.”

“No matter what, I don’t think it’s that neat…”

“I think it’s wrong to get married♡”

“… Uh? “Why are you laughing?”

“Oh. “It’s nothing.”

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