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    ‘that’s interesting···.’

    A person’s eyes can move so dynamically.

    At that level, it was a performance worthy of being mentioned as ‘Oh my God, this is happening!’

    While I was thinking this to myself, Hee Ji-jae, who was rolling her eyes so violently that I thought she might get cramps around her eyes, thought about it over and over again, finally came up with an answer.

    “I can’t speak.”

    “Really?”

    “If you’re that curious, go to the Lord and ask him directly. No matter what happens, I can’t tell you.”

    “In that case, there is nothing we can do.”

    As he said that, he shook back the hand holding the note he was holding out towards Hee Ji-jae, and was it because he felt some regret? Hee Ji-jae’s eyes followed my hand, like a cat’s eyes chasing a toy shaking in front of it.

    Feeling the gaze dripping with such lingering regrets wrapping around my fingertips, I carefully unfolded the neatly folded note so as not to reveal what was written inside and placed it in front of Hee Ji-jae.

    “···?”

    What I got was a very suspicious look.

    “I haven’t checked it yet, so let’s check it together.”

    “···What are you thinking?”

    “Huh?”

    “I should have told you just now. I can never tell you.”

    “I know.”

    Did you feel something absurd about my answer? A gaze flew towards my face as if I was looking at something incomprehensible and incomprehensible with my own common sense.

    “But why…”

    Why?

    “That and this are separate issues?”

    I don’t know if this will be the case in the future, but currently, our Jojo army’s number one lieutenant was Hee Ji-jae.

    Of course, it was a bit ridiculous to call her the first strategist and all that when there was only one strategist, but that was the title that Jojo gave her.

    So, it could be said that making plans for the future was entirely up to her.

    But wouldn’t it be a dereliction of duty to hide even the information you have, even if you can’t even try to share the burden?

    I explained these points in a calm voice, but a sigh escaped Hee Ji-jae’s mouth as she listened to my explanation to the end.

    “Then, what about that just now?”

    “I did that out of pure curiosity.”

    Honestly, if you were in my position, don’t you think you would want to know?

    Could it be that I couldn’t find anything to refute my remarks that were made with such nuance? Hee Ji-jae replaced her answer by massaging her eyebrows.

    Then, as if he realized that further conversation on this topic would only result in his own loss, he naturally turned his eyes to the letter I had spread out in front of him.

    “Since you said so much, I will check it out first.”

    And how long has it been since I started reading the things written in the letter like that?

    Hee Ji-jae’s face gradually became more serious. It wasn’t much different just because it was me.

    It had no choice but to be like that.

    They both had no choice but to harden their expressions as if they had made a promise…

    “···It’s serious.”

    “That’s right. If you look at what is written here, Jinan is literally a hell of royalties?”

    Murder, arson, rape, collusion between politics and business, embezzlement…

    It was not an encyclopedia of crimes, but all the crimes that could be committed by being born as a human being were written down in the letter.

    I can assure you that Gotham, which is called a crime city, would be cleaner and safer than this.

    “At this level, it’s surprising that we weren’t attacked by the Yellow Turban Reds…”

    “The more sins people have committed, the more sensitive they are to their own safety. It must have been prevented somehow.”

    “Filth is filth, but they are capable filth, so this is it.”

    What can I say?

    The crimes listed in the letter I received through my family’s superiors were committed by those with vested interests in Jinan.

    In reality, it should be said that the nobles responsible for maintaining the region are the main players, forming a kind of cartel.

    “I thought there would be a problem as the times are the same, but…”

    Hee Ji-jae swallowed a laugh as if she didn’t know it would be this bad.

    No matter how resourceful she was, she would never have thought that there would be crazy people under heaven who would even touch officials appointed by the imperial family to protect their own interests.

    It was like that.

    The so-called Jinan Cartel, the vested interest class that currently holds most of the interests in Jinan State, is ‘imperial? It was a den of crazy people who were actually practicing the ‘Even the imperial family can’t move against us here in Jinan!’

    After all, what are the people who not only threaten but even attempt to assassinate officials appointed by the imperial family if they are not crazy?

    It’s a shame because the current emperor is an idiot. If someone in even the slightest sane condition was sitting on the emperor’s chair, not only the three generations, but even the nine families would not have had their necks attached to the body.

    “Committing such evil acts so casually…”

    “It probably means that there is someone behind who can handle that much.”

    “Is it 10 o’clock?”

    “Maybe so?”

    Just as when something strange happens in world history and you choose Britain as the culprit, it is roughly correct, if something strange and scary happens in this era, you can say that they are the culprits.

    In that sense, those guys called the Jinan Cartel are probably connected to Sipsangsi by some kind of tie.

    “Maybe it’s a good thing.”

    “It would have been better?”

    “Yes, if it is true that there is some kind of connection between those currently in control of Jinan and the ten merchants of Luoyang, the news will spread that much faster.”

    hmm···?

    wait for a sec.

    For some reason, I can’t hear it as a sound like he’s going to make a fuss so openly that it’s bound to fall into the ears of those guys. Is it because of my mood?

    “Soon, appeals requesting the Duke of Zhou’s promotion will rain down on Luoyang. Cook… Cook… Cook…”

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    I don’t know whether difficult times call for heroes or heroes call for difficult times, but the Yellow Turban Rebellion, which rose with the intention of overturning the whole world, eventually came to an end.

    It was thanks to the exquisite combination of the activities of feudal lords and righteous armies from various regions and the death of the religious leader, Janggak.

    Although they are now called the Yellow Turbans, the Yellow Hoods were a religious group originally called the Taepyeongdo.

    It was also a religious organization created by people who were deceived by the leadership of the cult leader, Janggak, so their defeat was almost predicted when Janggak, who could be said to be their spiritual leader and focal point, became a handful of souls.

    And in the process, several people began to attract attention… Sun Jian, who served as a military horse under the commander of Wu Zhonglang, Zhu Jun, and performed outstandingly well, and Liu Bei and Guan Yu, who participated in the subjugation as a volunteer soldier but performed better than most generals. , the three sisters of Gigi were like that.

    In that way, what was our Cao Cao army doing while those who could be considered future competitors were making a name for themselves?

    He was busy managing the security of Jinan, where Cao Cao was appointed, and remodeling the entire land called Jinan.

    “If I just destroy this, will today’s quota be over?”

    “Yes!”

    “Then, let’s finish it quickly and have some boiled pork and a glass of rice wine.”

    “Oh… Is it true that the captain makes it himself?”

    “Ha, sir… once the cubs have advanced mouths…”

    “But unlike what the captain made the other day, the ones sold at a guest house near here have such a strong smell that I can’t eat them!”

    “That’s right! That’s right!”

    “Do you want to eat that much?”

    “”””Yes!””””

    “Okay, I will especially think about finishing this work in one hour.”

    Was he just waiting for those words?

    Among the soldiers moving along with me, the most senior ones looked back at the soldiers behind them and shouted.

    “You guys heard, right? Bring your tools! Done in half an hour, not just one hour! Do you understand?!”

    What’s so amazing about this place in Jinan is that the crime rate is as high as Gotham City, and everyone is sincere about the ancestral rites.

    How serious would they have been about ancestral rites to plaster shrines everywhere like this?

    What if the most visible thing you see when you climb up a tall building in Seoul and look around is a red cross?

    Here in Jinan, the thing you see the most is a wooden signboard symbolizing the shrine.

    To be a bit exaggerated, should I say that there is a shrine roughly every fifty paces?

    And as such, ancestral rites used to be held every day… but ancestral rites are something that feels cumbersome even if you only do them once in a while. Imagine having to do them every day.

    What if you don’t just get dragged and bowed, but also have to pay for the ancestral rites?

    Wouldn’t it be strange if I didn’t go crazy?

    As a result, Jojo believed that the cause of the crime rate in Gyeongcheon-dong area was the suspiciously large number of shrines and ancestral rites that were held every day, and began restructuring work.

    And thanks to Jojo’s bravery, the people of Jinan, where every day was Chuseok and Lunar New Year, were freed from the stress of pseudo-holidays for the first time in decades.

    ‘If you look at it this way, just because it’s a holiday doesn’t mean it’s necessarily fun and happy.’

    Why is there such a thing?

    The reason I find the nieces and nephews and cousins I see during the holidays particularly cute is because I only see them for a day at most.

    With that thought in mind, he must have been supervising his subordinates who began demolishing the gate step by step.

    Since my main job was to guard the gate of the government office where Jojo was staying, a soldier I had seen many times on my way around came running towards me, calling me in an urgent voice.

    “Soo, Suhyeon! Jojo! Jojo…!”

    With a pale face.

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