Chaotic Nights — Chapter 87. Tyrant

Translator: Atlas

Weekly Chapter 5/6

The attendant, who went out to sweep the yard, screamed. Then the Defense Minister woke up. Surprised people rushed to the attendant, who had collapsed with foam at the mouth as if he had seen a ghost.

The warriors, drenched in blood, lay heaped upon one another. Not only had they had their tongues gouged out, but their eyes as well. They were in a terrible state.

“Oh, my God.”

“What is this?”

The Defense Minister gritted his teeth when he arrived on the scene.

These were the warriors who received the orders to kidnap the woman named Eunha. They were very meticulous in their work.

“His eyes… it looks like he can see.”

It seemed that he had revealed it on purpose.

Yoon Jongshin felt humiliated. This seemed like a warning. But he didn’t know the Prince’s intentions. He wondered if Jihak had done it because they kidnapped the woman, or why they tried to hurt him through the woman.

“What shall we do?”

A warrior, who had lost his comrades, approached Yoon Jongshin. The Defense Minister glazed with detachment at the individuals desperately holding on to life.

“Find the person who piled up the corpses in my yard. You can burn the bodies and give 100 gold coins to their families.”

“But we are still alive.”

“I don’t see living people. Can you see them?”

When the attendant heard his shouts, they brought mats to wrap the bodies. They were afraid that he would kill them in case they did not.

Then an attendant found Chinese characters engraved on the warrior’s chest.

“Minister, I am an illiterate person, so I don’t know what these characters mean.”

[Drainage]

Although the wound was swollen, Jongshin immediately recognized the word.

It was a clear insult. It was a warning to prove his arrogance. Despite his best efforts, Jihak believed that he would never be able to surpass him.

The Defense Minister drew the sword from the person next to him and stabbed the chest of the warrior who had the words engraved on it. He felt his bones. The person who barely had life in his eyes gasped.

Everyone who watched was stunned.

“Young Master!”

An attendant saw Shihoon standing at the front door. Everyone rushed to cover the bodies with mats, because they did not want him to see the unpleasant scene.

Shihoon’s gaze shifted from the yard, now awash in blood, to his father, who had plunged a blade into the chest of a man resembling the dead.

“You’re just in time. Please come in.”

Then Shihoon walked past the bodies with a stern expression.

“What happened?”

“You mean that?”

The Defense Minister looked at the bodies on the ground.

“That is the nature of the Prince. That man was responsible for ending your sister’s existence. That monster who has fallen in Harye gave poisoned tea to your wife.”

“In case rumors spread…!”

“They died with honor. They fought against assassins that a madman hired. But who can accuse him?”

Shihoon instinctively knew. These lives were lost without purpose. He was worried because Eunha’s integrity also depended on the Prince. He didn’t like her being around a madman who looked like a tyrant.

“Sohyeon, who will be your wife, came to visit.”

When they entered the house, Shihoon sat across from the Defense Minister. Even while everyone was confused about what had happened in the morning, the Defense Minister’s room was as quiet as a secret room.

Shihoon unconsciously remembered his mother Simdeok’s residence. There were so many items so expensive that he couldn’t even put a price on them.

The Defense Minister mixed some op#um in tobacco. He suffered from a chronic illness while fighting some wars, so he started using opi#m.

Finally, he lit it.