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The ripe Heavenly Dragon Festival was approaching its final event. The fire at the White Tiger Palace had been mostly extinguished, and the situation with the fourth consort scheming and using the ghost hands had been well managed, so there seemed to be no major obstacles to completing the festival. “When the Heavenly Dragon Festival is over, I will personally punish the fourth consort.” Emperor Woon Sung had briefly returned to the main palace to change into the Heavenly Dragon…- 2.5 M • Ongoing
- Woon Baek was defeated by him…? Ah, so that’s why I haven’t been able to reach Woon Baek for a while now…! Although Consort Ha Chae Rim looked utterly shocked, she managed to regain her composure. It’s said that as long as you keep your wits about you, you can survive even if you’re dragged into a tiger’s den. She had never anticipated that Seol Tae Pyeong would appear and retrieve the sachet, but stuttering in panic here would accomplish nothing. I must not panic…! She quickly…
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- The sight of the White Princess sitting with her arms restrained in the Emperor’s majestic tent which was more magnificent than any ordinary building was etched in the eyes of the high officials. The very White Princess who had always displayed her noble demeanor as the mistress of the White Tiger Palace was now a shocking sight. She was captured and restrained with her body covered in bruises. By now, the Emperor had already been briefed on the general situation. This was less an occasion to…
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- Crash! Whoosh! Thud! The ghost hand members who were aiming their bows outside the palace could only swallow dryly. This was because several members who had entered the burning White Tiger Palace were being thrown unconscious into the backyard. Their allies rolling helplessly on the dirt floor couldn’t even make a sound. They had all completely lost consciousness and had no will to resist. The sight of their unconscious allies being tossed one by one into the backyard seemed almost…
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- As thick smoke billowed out from the direction of the inner palace, murmurs began to spread among the attendees at the Heavenly Dragon Festival. Rumors of a fire inside the Cheongdo Palace had surfaced and soldiers from the Red Palace started rushing in to extinguish it. A sense of unease began to rise among the crowds gathered at the festival grounds. The warrior commander took the stage to inform the high officials that the fire in the inner palace would be handled by the soldiers of the Red Palace…
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- Creaaak! Crashh! The outer beam of the back kitchen was charred by fire and collapsed. As it rolled across the floor of the backyard, the area shook violently and the White Princess’s head began to throb. Her body which was already at its limit cried out in pain from even the smallest shock. Yet it was clear that if she merely sat there, she would meet a grim end. “Ho-How are you in the inner palace?” “The Vermilion Princess gave me the Vermilion Bird tablet. It is only…
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- – You are merely stepping back for a moment. This was a phrase often repeated by Ha Gang Seok, the head of the Inbong clan, almost like a habit. What it really meant was that you were being subtly asked to make a sacrifice. Ha Wol realized this truth when she was about seven years old. – You are merely stepping back for a moment. When the time comes, you will be able to return to the main palace. Ha Wol’s uncle Ha Jin Myeong stepped down from his official position and moved to the…
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- “…….” “…….” “…….” “…….” A dreadful silence enveloped the inside of the tent. It had been some time since I entered the tent after hearing that the Vermilion Princess had recovered. As I knelt on one knee with my head bowed, the Vermilion Princess who was seated on the bed seemed to struggle with what to say for a long time. “…To come back to the tent so soon… You are quite cruel in your own way…” “That… That is…” I found myself at…
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- “I wish to be carried on your back once more…” The Vermilion Princess spoke in a distant voice with her face close enough to mine. The Vermilion Princess had completely lost her self-control, and there was not even a trace of her usual spirited appearance. Looking at her flushed face, it was clear that she must have been affected by some drug or incense or something like that. “Will you grant my request?” “This…” With superhuman-like reflexes, I bellowed out loud for the…
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- (TN: The official under the gate will be changed to Under Councilor. Sorry for the mistakes.) “It appears that the preparations for the Heavenly Dragon Festival have been successfully completed under the leadership of the Inbong clan. However, the health of the Heavenly Maiden continues to deteriorate… I’m not sure if she will be able to stand on the festival stage.” The imperial council that was presided over directly by Emperor Woon Sung was the highest assembly within the…
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