The Swordmaster Wants To Live Peacefully [EN]: Chapter 301

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully – Episode 300

Swordmaster Wants to Live Peacefully Episode 300

The Holy Shrine (10)

The Korean Peninsula Holy Shrine, Jade Emperor Palace (玉皇宮).

In the main conference room there, the Holy God Palace (聖神宮), the top 10 deputy gods of the Jade Emperor Palace gathered for the first time in a while.

They were busy people who only gathered when there was a significant matter to decide the direction of the Holy Shrine.

This time, everyone gathered because it was a particularly important issue.

A valuable force that could instantly reverse the power structure with other Holy Shrines had been born in their land.

Yoo Seong-woo looked over the faces of the deputy gods seated.

The familiar faces were the Samsin Grandmother [the goddess of childbirth and nurturing in Korean mythology] and Dongmyeongseongwang Go Jumong, whom he had seen earlier.

The other eight faces were unfamiliar, but he had some expectations.

The number of gods who could become deputy gods in Korea was surprisingly limited.

As he was deducing who they were, Jumong’s voice entered his ear.

-Junior, I’ll tell you who they are.

Fortunately, without having to deduce, Jumong explained who the eight people seated were.

The old man at the head of the table was the founder of the Korean Peninsula myth and the progenitor of the Korean people (韓民族), Dangun Wanggeom (檀君王儉).

The old woman sitting on the right was Mago Halmi, the creation goddess of Korean mythology.

The young man sitting on the left was Jumong’s father and the founding king of Buyeo, Haemosu, called the son of the Heavenly Emperor (天帝).

And in order from the right, the three old men were Pungbaek (風伯) [the god of wind], Unsa (雲師) [the god of clouds], and Usa (雨師) [the god of rain], who served Hwanung.

The woman in colorful clothes next to them was Baridegi, the progenitor of all shamans and the guide of the dead.

Finally, the only Joseon [the last dynastic kingdom of Korea] person among them, and the maritime war god (海上戰神) Yi Sun-sin, still revered by many.

‘Yi Sun-sin?’

Yoo Seong-woo glanced at the general at the mention of Yi Sun-sin.

He didn’t recognize him because he wasn’t wearing armor, but upon closer inspection, he looked similar to the face on the 100 won coin.

Despite his angular face, he had an overwhelmingly masculine and cheerful face.

He wanted to take a picture and announce that this was the real face of Yi Sun-sin!

‘I’m actually meeting Yi Sun-sin…….’

Yi Sun-sin’s status is immense.

Koreans erected statues of Yi Sun-sin, engraved him on coins, and still praise his military achievements.

The story of blocking hundreds of enemy ships with twelve ships is not even a myth but an established theory (定說), and Japan, the losing side, deifies Yi Sun-sin.

They make mental victories by saying that they lost not because they were weak, but because Yi Sun-sin was too strong.

Those things combined are why Yi Sun-sin rose to the position of deputy god in the Korean Peninsula Holy Shrine.

You could say it’s the 정석 [the standard way] of becoming a god after death.

He bowed to Jumong, thanking him for letting him know, and Dangun Wanggeom at the head of the table opened his mouth.

“It seems the story is over. As you may have heard, I am Dangun. You’ve heard a lot about Dangun, haven’t you?”

“I’ve heard a lot.”

He couldn’t bring himself to speak informally to Dangun Harabeoji [a respectful term for grandfather], who had been scammed in real estate….

Dangun Wanggeom laughed at his words and continued.

“This meeting is to decide on the treatment of the newly born deputy god, Yoo Seong-woo. It’s been so long since a deputy god was newly born in this era; it’s quite moving.”

“That’s right. Isn’t it the first time since the maritime war god sitting over there?”

It’s amazing that so many deputy gods have been born in this small land.

“However, accordingly, other Holy Shrines are also eyeing him. In my opinion, recognizing him as a deputy god of the Korean Peninsula Holy Shrine seems to be the best option.”

“Haha! I agree! He was born and raised on the same Korean Peninsula, so he should become a deputy god of the Korean Peninsula Holy Shrine!”

“Hoho, this old man also agrees.”

The meeting went smoothly.

There seemed to be some gods who didn’t like Yoo Seong-woo, but most seemed to have decided to include Yoo Seong-woo in the Korean Peninsula Holy Shrine.

Perhaps the South Korean “ppalli-ppalli” (hurry hurry) culture comes from these people, as the meeting speed was also very fast.

Yoo Seong-woo, who had been listening quietly, opened his mouth as the meeting seemed to be coming to a conclusion with the decision to ‘include Yoo Seong-woo in the Korean Peninsula Holy Shrine.’

“Wait, I have a question.”

“What is it?”

“If I join the Korean Peninsula Holy Shrine, what benefits do I get?”

This is a very important matter.

Of course, he had no intention of joining the Korean Peninsula Holy Shrine, but he had to hear what he could get.

That way, he could weigh it against other Holy Shrines, and it would be easier to fleece them later if there was an opportunity.

However, the meeting room buzzed at Yoo Seong-woo’s words.

As if they had never even considered such a thing.

“What did you just say?”

“I asked what I could get by joining the Korean Peninsula Holy Shrine.”

“Heo, does he not know how great an honor it is to be recognized by entering the Holy Shrine in a human body?”

Unsa retorted as if it were absurd.

Yoo Seong-woo frowned and asked again.

“So, you’re saying that just because I was born and raised in the same land, you’re going to make me work for passion pay?”

“Passion pay?”

“These days, young people use strange words.”

Yoo Seong-woo frowned completely at the strange reactions of the deputy gods.

It seemed that there was no need to be polite anymore.

“It’s not like you don’t know how much I’m worth. Did you think I’d like it if you just casually incorporated me into the Holy Shrine like this? The Greek Holy Shrine promised to give me the transmission of the sword as a condition for joining.”

Yoo Seong-woo is currently the only deputy god among the manifested deities in the human realm.

He is the only being who can freely wield his power without being bound by rules.

But they’re trying to take advantage of that… even those who are called deputy gods.

No is no.

As the behind-the-scenes power of the Hell Labor Revolution, he could not accept such treatment.

“What kind of place is this that you’re getting angry! Be quiet!”

Unsa shouted.

Yoo Seong-woo retorted without backing down.

“What kind of place is it? Isn’t it a place where old men gather to rip off children?”

“This guy!”

Except for Yoo Seong-woo, everyone else had lived on the Korean Peninsula for hundreds or thousands of years.

In other words, they were all old geezers.

“If that’s the case, I’ll have to look into other Holy Shrines. There are so many places calling me.”

As Yoo Seong-woo got up from his seat, the deputy gods’ gazes crossed around him.

Some were truly angry, and others were showing interest.

In particular, Jumong was even laughing as if it were amusing.

In the meantime, Yi Sun-sin, who had been sitting quietly, opened his mouth for the first time.

“…I think he’s right. Don’t you know that a general should be given proper compensation?”

Yi Sun-sin had seen all sorts of things while experiencing war.

How many officials had been stabbed for mixing sand in the rice given as salary?

Patriotism for the country and loyalty (忠義) to the lord are also important, but those who have taken on hard work must be given fair compensation.

‘As expected of General Yi Sun-sin.’

Yoo Seong-woo nodded, and this time Jumong shouted.

“Same thoughts! He’ll have a lot to do in the future, so he should be given fair compensation! That’s how he’ll be motivated!”

“That’s a valid point. Even leaking heavenly secrets requires a fortune-telling fee, who knows where that sword will be pointed if you use him without any compensation?”

Following Jumong, Baridegi also agreed with Yi Sun-sin’s opinion.

Is it because they have overlapping interests in many ways?

But still, some who didn’t understand such a concept were strongly opposed.

A pathetic debate for and against continues.

Yoo Seong-woo listened to their stories, then shook his head and said.

“I can’t listen anymore. If it continues like this, I’d better look into other Holy Shrines.”

It’s crazy to wait for them to finish arguing about whether to give compensation or not, not even fighting about what compensation to give.

Since he didn’t really intend to join in the first place, it seemed better to make an excuse and leave.

This time, he had only come to get acquainted with them and get information about the Holy Shrine.

“Do you think we’ll just let you go!”

As Yoo Seong-woo was about to leave the Holy God Palace, Unsa, who had been fiercely opposing until now, reached out and created clouds.

The clouds surrounding Yoo Seong-woo instantly tightened around him.

He tried to break free, but Unsa was also a deputy god, and the restraint was not easily released.

“What are you doing!”

Yi Sun-sin shouted and jumped up from his seat, and Jumong also jumped up from his seat and exuded a sharp aura.

Unsa shouted.

“Don’t you know what will happen if that guy goes to another Holy Shrine! In that case, rather!”

“Unsa, are you senile?”

“He’s definitely crazy from being too old!”

Baridegi and Jumong’s sharp words were directed at Unsa.

However, as if agreeing with Unsa’s words, some Pungbaek and Usa blocked Yi Sun-sin and Jumong, who were trying to save Yoo Seong-woo.

The intensity of the restraint increases. Yoo Seong-woo gritted his teeth and tried to escape, but it only got stronger.

‘He may be a geezer, but he’s still a deputy god, is that it?’

If he could wield his sword, he could cut it, but Unsa had cleverly tied up his body so that he couldn’t wield his sword.

It seemed that he wouldn’t be cut unless he directly held the sword and cut it, so as he was thinking about how to escape, he smiled.

“Did you think I came here without thinking about how to escape?”

You guys brought this on yourselves.

Yoo Seong-woo raised the pomegranate seed he had hidden in his mouth onto his tongue and showed it to them.

If it was them, they would recognize what this was at a glance.

“That, that’s!”

“It’s the fruit of the underworld!”

And, before they could take it away, he crushed the pomegranate seed with his teeth.

The pomegranate seed was what Persephone, the queen of the underworld, had given him.

She told him to use it if necessary, but he never thought he would use it like this.

As he crushed the pomegranate seed, the space around him began to distort.

An endless black hole was pierced behind his back, and two slender hands emerged from it.

“I didn’t expect you to call me so soon. And in a place like this.”

The hands that emerged belonged to Persephone, the queen of the underworld.

In other words, the hole pierced in the air behind Yoo Seong-woo was a passage connecting to the underworld.

Persephone covered one of Yoo Seong-woo’s eyes with both hands, and wrapped her other hand around his waist, continuing to speak.

“Master Yoo Seong-woo, will you choose our Olympus? If it’s you, I can promise you the best transmission about the sword. That’s what you want, isn’t it…….”

She whispers sweetly.

Join our Olympus.

As her touch passed through Unsa’s clouds, the clouds instantly scattered, freeing the body that had been restrained.

Seeing that, Unsa shouted.

“How dare a peasant (村婦) from the underworld!”

“Peasant? Is the cloud of a land that doesn’t even know where it’s attached saying such a thing to me, the queen of the underworld?”

Persephone’s divinity is released.

A terrifying divinity that is not inferior to the deputy gods of the Korean Peninsula.

The power of Hades, the king of the underworld (冥王), even flowed out from beyond the underworld, putting pressure on the deputy gods of the Holy God Palace.

“Haha! The king and queen of the underworld are traveling at the same time! Junior, you’re receiving a lot of love!”

Jumong laughs as if it’s amusing.

Yoo Seong-woo moved his stiff body here and there and replied.

“It’s an excessive love.”

And it’s a heavy love, too.