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Qin Shi Huang, Yongzheng (嬴政).

The ruler of the world riding on a huge onryanggeo (轀輬車).

He was now drowning in terrible laziness.

‘It’s boring.’

The emperor closed his eyes to forget his thoughts.

But his worries did not ease one bit.

This pain, which had accumulated like a terrible suppuration, could not be washed away by anything.

Emperor Shi Huangdi realized that his body was falling apart.

Intelligence and reason had lost their luster, energy was diminishing day by day, and even the desire for power that seemed to burn forever was withering.

But it was not this terrible old age that bothered him.

It was the terrible loneliness that tormented him like a thorn stuck in his heart.

‘It’s meaningless.’

The portrait reflected on the past.

King Jangyang, Jin’s illegitimate son and hostage.

Born as his son who was pushed out of the hierarchy of power, he became a merchant who controlled the world, and suffered until he became a prince due to Yeobulwi.

The army of his father, King Jangyang, was advancing rapidly, conquering a period of chaos when numerous countries were at war.

Father’s sudden death and succession to the throne.

And the removal of Yeobulwi, a merchant who deals with the world.

Eventually, he completed his father’s great work and became the only master of the world and the first emperor of the Central Plains.

There was not a single peaceful day.

There wasn’t a single day that wasn’t intense.

A person who burns everything and eventually gets what he wanted.

The absolute one that everyone looks up to.

However, Yongjeong felt that everything was in vain.

He once dreamed of eternal life.

I was obsessed with ‘eternity’, thinking that if I gained eternal life, I would be able to escape this terrible futility and loneliness.

Drinking mercury, meeting a Taoist monk, and practicing all kinds of magic, he ran toward eternal life.

And with only one step left until eternal life, the emperor even forgot about his interest in eternity.

-Why, Your Majesty!

The image of Seobok crying out to the emperor still lingered before my eyes.

-The emperor can become a god! You can become the master of the world forever! Why… why are you giving up eternity!

Seo-bok disappeared with his younger siblings with the promise of meeting a hermit in the East Sea and bringing back the herb of immortality.

Seobok, whom everyone had pointed out was a fraud, returned in search of the herb of elixir.

However, Qin Shi Huang did not eat the elixir of immortality.

It was simply placed in the heart of the royal tomb where he would sleep.

-Go back. I will give you a reward commensurate with your hard work.

Qin Shi Huang spoke calmly.

-your majesty!

-Go back.

Qin Shi Huang said so and sent Seo Bok away.

Seobok, who risked his life to visit the herb of immortality solely out of loyalty to Qin Shi Huang, cried and cried again.

-…

Qin Shi Huang was tired of life.

-Whether or not.

Having given up on eternal life, he quietly muttered the name of his archenemy.

-Jungbu (仲father).

The word king’s father, central.

Qin Shi Huang stared into space with blank eyes as he spoke the words he hated.

-I wish you were alive.

If you, who competed with me in wisdom and ran to win the position of the absolute, were here now.

This awful futility will disappear.

‘…I hope that someone who will make me forget my boredom will appear on this trip.’

The emperor knew that he did not have much life left.

That’s why he concentrated on touring the country even more.

Hoping that in this vast world, a rival who will make his heart beat again will appear.

Hoping that there would be a fighter who would give him the cruelest death.

However, his wish was not fulfilled despite numerous trips.

Even though they suffered from Jin’s harsh laws, the people did not dare raise their swords against the emperor.

They just bowed their heads and obeyed like livestock that had forgotten to resist.

I’m sick of it.

Everything was boring.

Qin Shi Huang polished his treasured sword with blank eyes.

If I end my life with this, wouldn’t new entertainment come to me?

Wouldn’t it be possible to forget this terrible loneliness?

Yeongjeong aimed his sword at my head.

“Your Majesty!”

But a shout was heard that stopped his hand.

“…what is it.”

The emperor said, removing Wen Liang Ge’s feet.

“It’s an assassin!”

the protesters shouted.

“Assassins are running towards here!”

“…”

The emperor clenched his fists.

My heart started pounding.

‘Come, assassin.’

The emperor shouted inwardly.

‘Give me sweet death, assassin!’

*****

“…How did this happen…!”

Zhang Liang was astonished.

It couldn’t be like this.

This can’t be happening!

“…”

Even Changhae, a man of few words, groaned and looked at Qin Shi Huang’s procession.

Qin Shi Huang’s journey was different from usual.

The huge cart he rides, ‘Onryanggeo’.

It was a very famous object among the people of Central Plains, symbolizing the dignity of the emperor.

But now, in that procession, as many as three generations of Onryanggeo, which should have been one, were moving.

“No way…! This is ridiculous!”

Zhang Liang shouted, biting his thumb until it bled.

“…”

History Changhae gritted his teeth and fiddled with his mace.

“What are you going to do?”

Haengjeok next to her opened his mouth.

“Select. Are you going to give up or go ahead?”

“…”

“Hesitating will not find a solution. An opportunity like this will never come again. Hurry up and make your choice…”

“Noisy!”

Zhang Liang shouted, forgetting even the old-fashioned way of speaking.

“Noisy! It’s noisy! Quiet! Be quiet!”

Zhang Liang shouted like a crazy person.

“…”

Haeng Jeok frowned.

I can’t believe I placed my hopes on someone so weak that he would collapse to this extent.

Wake couldn’t hide his disappointment.

“That’s ridiculous. This is ridiculous. It’s a dream. This must be a dream.”

Zhang Liang was half frantic and muttered.

Zhang Liang’s despair.

A sense of disappointment in Changhae’s history.

And the disappointment of the wake.

At that moment when all those emotions came together and continued to precipitate, Yugye opened his mouth.

“Is there something to worry about?”

“…What?”

Jang Liang looked at Yu Gye with embarrassed eyes at my words that were so easygoing.

“What is that… A fool who doesn’t know the gravity of this…!”

“Ah, that’s it.”

Yugye continued speaking while picking his ears.

“So, isn’t this the situation? A precious princess who believes that everything in the world revolves around her meets a small obstacle for the first time and goes crazy. Right?”

It was such a rude thing to say.

If it had been like the old days, Zhang Liang would have had his servants rip out Mangjong’s mouth right away.

But Zhang Liang couldn’t bear to do that.

An assassination prepared by investing all of one’s wealth.

And at this moment, the revenge he had risked everything for was about to end in vain.

There was nothing wrong with what that rude person said.

He was too weak.

I didn’t know it myself, but I was weak enough to break after just one adversity.

“Then…”

Therefore, Zhang Liang had no choice but to grit his teeth and ask.

“What should I do…”

Tears flowed in long, solid lines from the corners of Zhang Liang’s eyes.

“What should I do…”

“Simple.”

Yugye said.

“Scream.”

He laughed.

“If you are in a situation where you can’t put it on even if you take it out, put it on. You have to do something first to feel refreshed inside.”

There was no logic to his words.

Irresponsible advice that only a low-class person would give.

But Zhang Liang had nothing to rely on other than those words right now.

The only person he could trust and follow was that man.

Zhang Liang gritted his teeth.

“Please, Changhae history.”

Zhang Liang said.

“Show me the emperor’s death today.”

Changhae Station nodded.

“Not much time left, lady.”

History Changhae raised his mace and said.

“Please tell me which cart should be destroyed.”

Households crawling in rows.

The emperor will be riding in one of them.

Zhang Liang groaned.

Her entire body was covered in cold sweat, and her hands and feet were shaking lightly.

“…middle.”

Blood oozed from my clenched fist.

Zhang Liang has made his choice.

“Crush the onryanggeo in the middle.”

Changhae Station nodded.

She started running.

“Oooo!”

The cries of Changhae history shook the earth.

Kuung-! Kuung-! Kuung-!

Every time she ran, a thick layer of dust rose up.

“Um, what is that!”

“He’s an assassin! He’s an assassin!”

“Protect Your Majesty! Quickly, let His Majesty escape!”

The cries of Jin’s soldiers continued frantically.

However, Changhae’s incredible power created a miracle.

Before Jin’s soldiers could form a formation, she flew up high.

“Die, emperor!”

Changhae History shouted.

Boom-!

Her mace flew towards Onryangge.

Quaaaang!

The onryanggeo was destroyed.

The screams of Jin’s soldiers.

Dust rising thickly.

A trembling mace.

And the fluttering yukpyeon.

Changhae history laughed.

But her smile was soon cruelly shattered.

“That’s great.”

The emperor slowly stood up.

It was the third Onryanggeo that he came out.

A bitter smile appeared on Qin Shi Huang’s lips.

“Great, history.”

Qin Shi Huang applauded.