Chapter 50: The Reappearance Of The Black-Haired Storyteller (3)

Chapter 50: The Reappearance Of The Black-Haired Storyteller (3)

Although Yoon Daehyeop accidentally gave silver coins, they werent enough to significantly alter my financial situation. They were too much to give to a storyteller, but not enough to argue about. Considering how much I had been beaten that day, the amount was insufficient to heal the wounds in my heart. I was still hungry for more.

Here is where my father was attacked by the stranger!

Prince Hamurin, having defeated the assassins and bandits sent by his uncle, finally arrived at the site of his fathers assassination.

Yoon Daehyeop, despite my aggressive attempts to collect money, remained engrossed in my story.

Now I just needed to find evidence of the uncles involvement in the assassination.

But today was different.

Ah! The evidence, the evidence is too faint! There must be evidence around here, but its too difficult for a young warrior like me to find!

I acted out Prince Hamurins frustration, beating his chest in despair for not being able to find proper evidence.

Why are you hesitating! Even if you find evidence now, its not enough!

Just grab any evidence and go!

Audience, please bear with me; this is an important buildup.

Ah! If only there was a renowned warrior here!!

I acted as Hamurin, pacing around in frustration. I sighed heavily and started looking at the audience below the stage.

No! Its that person!!!

I feigned shock, jumped down, and once again stood in front of Yoon Daehyeop.

I have no more money to give.

Yoon Daehyeop said with a resigned expression as I approached him.

I know. It was not just money I waned.

I want more.

The great warrior! Arent you Yoon Daehyeop of the renowned Changgeommun!

Uh? Yes, thats right.

Yoon Daehyeop, flustered by Prince Hamurin recognizing him, responded in surprise.

I am still inexperienced and lack insight in martial arts! Please help me!!

Come up on stage, you jerk! I grabbed Yoon Daehyeops arm, trying to pull him toward the stage.

Huh? Hes not moving.

No matter how much I pulled, Yoon something-or-other wouldnt budge.

Was this the thousand-pound lock? A technique to increase ones body weight with internal power. Although I had learned basic fighting techniques and had decent skills, he didnt move an inch.

Yoon Daehyeop looked at me coldly. His expression dared me to try and pull him again.

This was unexpected. What do I do now?

Thats when it happened.

Whoa! Whats that?!

Suddenly, someone wearing a hat appeared behind Yoon Daehyeop and lightly kicked his calf. With the balance of his thousand-pound lock broken, I easily pulled him along.

Thanks, Heavenly Death Star!

Perfect timing.

What, what kind of killing intent is this?

It seemed it wasnt just a simple kick from the Heavenly Death Star. Yoon Daehyeop glanced back in panic, but she had already vanished.

I took advantage of his shock from the killing intent and brought him up on stage.

What was that just now

How powerful was that killing intent that he couldnt regain his composure?

Thats why you cant afford to be at a low level. If you had used a ten-thousand-pound lock instead of the thousand-pound lock, you might have resisted the killing intent. Im not sure if such a thing exists, though.

Before Yoon Daehyeop could recover, I quickly moved on to the next act.

Yoon Daehyeop! Come here! Is this mark on the tree from the family heads sword technique?

I pointed at an imaginary tree with my fan and questioned Yoon Daehyeop.

No, how can I identify a sword technique Ive never seen before?

Is that sooooo?

Yes, it is! Now, Ill go down.

Yoon Daehyeop, seemingly annoyed, acknowledged the question casually and tried to leave the stage.

But it wasnt going to be that easy, buddy.

No! This! Its not a sword mark but a mark made by a bear!

I pretended to examine the imaginary tree closely and called out to Yoon Daehyeop as he was descending.

Ha! You cant even recognize a bears mark!

Hahaha. Yoon Daehyeop, the great warrior, isnt so great after all.

Cant Yoon Daehyeop even differentiate between claw and sword marks?

The crowd began mocking Yoon Daehyeop for his mistake of confusing a bears claw mark with that of a sword.

Eeeek!

Embarrassed to become the butt of the audiences jokes, Yoon Daehyeop quickly returned to the stage.

Buddy, youre already caught in the fishing net. Where do you think youre escaping to?

Yoon Daehyeops temples trembled with suppressed anger. However, he couldnt vent his fury at me or the audience, as he was a character in the story.

If he showed anger recklessly, it would ruin the mood of the story, and Yoon Daehyeop would become the topic of gossip for a long time.

Being the center of attention on stage was challenging for this reason.

Now, to get Yoon Daehyeop safely off the stage, he needed to redeem his honor. Yoon Daehyeop tried to calm his anger and then spoke.

Now that I look at it, it is indeed a bears mark.

Oh, was this the emotional control of a martial artist? Yoon Daehyeop quickly adopted a poker face, stroking his chin and pretending to examine the imaginary tree. Well, then I should play along.

Thats right. I also thought it was a sword mark for a moment. It must have been a shallow scratch, easy to mistake.

Even though Yoon Daehyeop was now a character in the story, continuously mocking him could provoke a disturbance. I decided to save his face.

I see. Its easy to make a mistake at first glance.

The audience, who had initially clapped to tease Yoon Daehyeop, now sincerely applauded in admiration.

No, well, haha.

Yoon Daehyeop, embarrassed by the adulation and applause of those who had mocked him, blushed.

Yoon Daehyeop! Thanks to you, I found evidence and enjoyed a splendid sword dance! Thank you!

I bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle to Yoon Daehyeop.

The audience applauded. I basked in their gratitude.

How does it feel? Pretty good, right?

Cough. I guess its all thanks to me. Then, Ill be off now

Yoon Daehyeop! Are you planning to abandon me now?

He wasnt finished yet, buddy.

Why are you doing this again! Why me!

He knew why.

Yoon Daehyeop! I have run out of travel funds! Would you not share some with me!!!

The gratitude had been just bait.

I signaled for more money.

Do you know how much Ive given you today! Its too much for a story!

Yoon Daehyeop lacked sense. That kind of talk took him out of character.

Asking for more money here would only spoil the mood of the stage, and he might even draw his sword against me.

Should I relent?

I couldnt do that!

Heavens!!!

Im leaving now.

Sensing my potential antics, Yoon Daehyeop turned to leave the stage.

I couldnt let him go that easily!

Here! If Yoon Daehyeop leaves, I must beg the heavens again! If Yoon Daehyeop helps me, I will not have to beg the heavens!!

I implied to the audience that this guy would pay so I wouldnt resort to the begging method.

I appealed to them for help.

If youre going to help, do it properly! How can you not give a penny for travel expenses!

Being so stingy isnt right!

Uuuuuh. Changgeommun knows only how to use swords! Dont you pity Prince Hamurin!

The audience started to pressure Yoon Daehyeop for not giving money.

What did they care? They werent the ones paying anyway.

This was how you verbally flogged someone.

No. Ive already given enough to this storyteller today.

Yoon Daehyeop of Changgeommun! If you help me today, I, Prince Hamurin, will never forget your kindness and will remember it forever!

I prostrated myself in front of Yoon Daehyeop. Yoon something-or-other. He had to sprinkle some money to pick me up.

Ugh! Alright! This is the last time!

With those words, Yoon Daehyeop pulled out money from his wallet and threw it before me.

I sneakily peeked to check the money thrown at my feet.

Geez, this guy was stingy. Why did his face look angry, but his hand wasso rational?

Yoon Daehyeop! I need your kindness to return to the family house!

Not this dark and rusty stuff, but the white ones.

Really! What on earth! Sigh!

Yoon Daehyeop sighed deeply and eventually took out a few white ones from his pocket and threw them at me.

Thank you!

Thank you, Yoon Daehyeop! I will engrave this kindness in my bones and record it in my heart to pass on to future generations!! Heavens! Please applaud for the generous and skilled warrior of Changgeommun, Yoon Daehyeop!!!

Wooooo!

The audience applauded for Yoon Daehyeop, whose soul seemed to have been threshed out.

I inwardly laughed as I watched Yoon Daehyeop, whose soul seemed to have been threshed out, trudge down from the stage. Though I said Id remember Yoon Daehyeops kindness forever, Prince Hamurin will not.

But I felt the heartache from that day being erased from my bones.

The tale of Prince Hamurin concluded successfully.

That was fun!

There was a reason you were invited to the Gapsu Trading Company!

Ill come again next time!

As I went down to perform the begging method towards the end of the story, Yoon Daehyeop was visibly on guard, but I ignored him and collected money from other people.

Since I mainly targeted Yoon Daehyeop during todays performance, in the end, people willingly threw money.

If I could earn this much every day, Id live without major financial worries.

After confirming that most of the audience had left, I too descended from the stage.

Where could the Heavenly Death Star be?

Todays story was especially entertaining; I should ask for her opinion. I hope she enjoyed it.

As I searched for the Heavenly Death Star among the few remaining audience members, someone grabbed my shoulder from behind.

Could it be the Heavenly Death Star?

Huh? Whats the matter?

Turning around, I didnt see the Heavenly Death Star; instead, Yoon Daehyeop stood there with a menacing look on his face.

This doesnt feel good.

In a low but firm tone, Yoon Daehyeop spoke to me.

Follow me quietly. If you make noise, it wont be fun.