Chapter 43
The Youngest Son of the Eunhae Trading Company Chapter 43
Chapter 43. The Jaegal Clan (5)
Someone was secretly wandering around the Jaegal Clan, which was shrouded in the darkness of night.
Soon, he arrived at a deserted place and opened the door.
Inside, a man was waiting for him.
He approached him and bowed his head slightly.
“You're late.”
“No, I just got here.”
When he raised his head again, he saw that it was Jaegal Yoo-ah.
And the man standing in front of her was Jaegal Yul, her father.
Even though it was a meeting between father and daughter, they had to avoid the attention of others.
That was because it was a situation where they couldn't trust anyone.
When he sensed the uneasy atmosphere within the clan, his daughter came to see him.
She had always been a bright child, but he was surprised that she had noticed.
It meant that she was much smarter than he had expected.
What surprised him even more was that she planned to act in order to lure them into a false sense of security.
Thus, the father and daughter were each trying to gather information about the dangerous forces around them.
Zhuge Yu looked at Zhuge Yao's left arm, which was wrapped in a splint and bandages, with a pitiful expression.
“I'm sorry. Because of your incompetent father, you had to break your arm on purpose...”
Zhuge Yao deliberately injured himself to avoid being watched.
If he was resting in his quarters, the eyes watching him would naturally be less intense.
“By the way, isn't that guy too much? Breaking his arm like that!”
Jaegal Yoo-ah smiled wryly.
“It's okay. It's not really broken. Mister Eun is a really nice person.”
“What? Then...”
Jaegal Yoo-ah asked with surprise.
“Are you saying that Mister Eun Seo-ho helped you?”
“Yes.”
“But there's no reason to apologize like that...”
“Mister Eun Seo-ho already knew. He knew that I was acting. And he knew why I was acting.”
“How did he find out? Even your father didn't realize you were acting...”
“I don't really know. I think it's because he's an outsider, but I have no idea what it is.”
Jaegal Yul thought for a moment and asked.
“He won't interfere with our work, will he?”
“He won't interfere. He noticed everything and helped me by apologizing.”
“But that means you want something in return...”
“That's what Mister Jaegal said. He said he didn't want any trouble.”
“You helped him for that simple reason?”
Jaegal Yul narrowed his eyes.
He couldn't understand it at all based on his common sense.
Today, a letter arrived from the Martial Alliance.
The contents of the letter were simple.
[We request that you follow the will of the Martial Alliance.
However, the underlying meaning was not simple at all.
Furthermore, the consequences of following the will of the Martial Alliance were also not simple.
“How can someone wearing the mask of a human being do such a thing?”
Therefore, like his father, who rejected the request, he, as the Clan Head, also rejected it.
Those who were currently lurking in the Sega were surely those who agreed with the will of the Martial Alliance.
The messenger who brought the letter was waiting for a reply.
He knew that his father had a guest, but he wanted to send the messenger away as soon as possible.
He didn't want the messenger to stay in the Sega for even a moment.
So he told his father about it, and his father gave off a killing intent.
The problem was that the guests were not martial artists.
He quickly spread his ki membrane to protect the man named Yoo So-ak, but he was a little too late to protect the young master named Eun Seo-ho.
However, the young master looked calm.
Even when faced with the killing intent of his father, a master of the highest order, he acted as if nothing had happened...
That is why Jaegal Yoo is curious about Eun Seo-ho's intentions.
“Anyway, Father. Based on what I've seen so far, I suspect my uncle Myeong.”
“Kyung, there were indeed suspicious circumstances.”
The two shared their opinions.
The truth about the black rat that was gradually becoming more active was taking shape.
“The problem is that we don't have any evidence.”
“That's the problem.”
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On her way home after a midnight stroll.
Jegal Yoo-ah sighed.
She realized that there was something suspicious going on within the Clan when she was nine years old.
What they wanted was probably the Clan itself.
To achieve this, it was essential to eliminate the bloodline of the Clan Head.
Honestly, she didn't care much about becoming the Young Master or the Clan Head.
However, she didn't want her father to be sacrificed in the process. She hated the idea of her family being destroyed by them even more.
She loved her family, the Jaegal Clan, so much.
She fell in love with the Jaegal Clan when she was five years old, listening to her grandfather recount the achievements of her ancestors while sitting in his arms.
That was why she couldn't just stand by and watch them destroy her family.
So she pretended to be a funny, brainless, crazy girl.
Her acting was perfect, and no one noticed.
But...
He noticed.
How embarrassed and surprised she was!
She didn't even realize that her true self had come out.
“He's a very strange Mister.”
Then,
“You came this way, as I thought.”
“Huh!”
She was startled by the sudden voice and jumped in fright.
“Don't be alarmed. It's Eun Seo-ho.”
Hearing his identity, she let out a sigh of relief.
“I have something important to tell you, but I didn't know where to find you.”
“What is it?”
Eun Seo-ho smiled and replied to her question.
“Please cause a ruckus at the proposal meeting.”
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Miss Je-ga Yu looked blank for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure and asked me.
“You want me to cause a ruckus at the proposal meeting? Why? I need to know the reason before I can do that.”
“I hope you won't be surprised by what I'm about to say. So please cover your mouth with your hand. It will be troublesome if you scream in surprise.”
She looked puzzled at my words.
As I continued to stare at her, she finally covered her mouth with her hand.
“Actually, while I was spending time with the Clan Head, I discovered evidence that someone was trying to poison him.”
“Eh... Eeek!”
As I expected, she was shocked.
It was a good thing she covered her mouth with her hands. If she hadn't, she would have screamed.
She took a few deep breaths before carefully removing her hands and asking, “Please explain in detail.”
“Please explain in detail.”
“Sure.”
I explained to her what I knew about the quadruple poison.
After hearing my story, she asked me,
“But how do you know about that poison?”
It was the reaction I had expected.
“Running a trading company means you're likely to encounter people who will resort to dirty tricks. I learned that through experience, because I wanted to survive.”
I continued.
“I can't answer any more than that, so please don't ask. However...”
I smiled faintly.
“I couldn't just stand by and watch someone die in front of my eyes, so I asked Miss.”
“I've heard that merchants are people who act for profit. So what profit are you seeking?”
“The profit I seek is…”
A lot.
Probably a lot.
But I didn't want to think about that right now.
“It's just that it makes me feel better.”
“Is that really all?”
I didn't answer, and she sighed.
“All right. Tell me exactly what I need to do.”
I told her in detail what she needed to do.
She was only fourteen years old, and since she had seen what I had done, she trusted what I said about the quadruple poison.
But others would not.
That is why I needed someone to inform them about the quadruple poison and prove it on my behalf.
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The next day
Today, Chief Administrator Yu and I headed to the residence of the Grand Master and exchanged words.
Chief Administrator Yu was greatly disturbed by the Grand Master's killing intent yesterday, but he calmed down faster than expected.
After all, he had worked at the Trading Company and the royal court, so he had encountered martial artists before.
I recalled what Chief Administrator Yu had said that morning.
“I'm fine. It just reminded me that the Grand Master is also a martial artist. What happened yesterday was just a mistake.”
“I'm glad to hear that.”
“We should overlook minor mistakes between friends. Hahaha.”
You really have become friends.
In any case, the Clan Head and Chief Administrator Yu still looked very happy.
Even now, there must be piles of documents waiting for Chief Administrator Yu to handle at the Trading Company's finance office.
Seeing that he is not worried about it, he must be truly enjoying himself.
“To be honest, when your poetry collection was published, I thought it would be just another mediocre collection. However, collecting poetry is also my hobby, so I bought it and read it. I was pleasantly surprised.”
The Grand Elder looked at Chief Administrator Yoo and expressed his admiration repeatedly.
"I couldn't believe that someone could write such beautiful poetry. Actually, I have several younger brothers, but none of them have any talent for poetry. It's truly unfortunate.“
He continued.
”Therefore, if you would become my younger brother, it would make this old man very happy.“
”How could someone as inadequate as I dare to call you my older brother?“
”No! No! I definitely want you to be my younger brother!"
Looking into the eyes of the Clan Head, I smiled to myself.
He's completely fallen for it.
Chief Administrator Yu thought for a moment and nodded.
“It would be rude to refuse, so I will accept.”
“Yes, yes.”
The two agreed and became sworn brothers in no time.
At that moment, I thought this was my chance.
“I have one request.”
“A request? What is it?”
“This place is a source of great pride for our Trading Company. Therefore, I would like to have this place painted.”
I bowed my head.
“Please don't scold me for being greedy.”
“A painting... That's a good idea. I also want to commemorate this day when I gained a good younger brother.”
“So, may I recommend a suitable painter?”
“Who is that?”
“There is a man named Heo Cheong who lives near the Jaegal Clan. He is said to be a talented painter who can vividly capture life.”
“Ah, I've heard of him. He's quite skilled.”
I'm glad my memory served me right.
Soon, the Clan Head called for someone to bring him.
Please come.
Only he can reveal the truth about the poison we are drinking.
Just as they were about to continue their conversation after lunch, a servant announced,
“The painter you asked for, He Qing, has arrived.”
“Oh! Send him in.”
The door opened and a man entered.
He appeared to be in his late forties and, unusually, had white hair.
“I am a guest of the Jaegal Clan. I have come at your request.”
“Welcome. I would like to ask you to paint a picture of the three of us.”
“Please explain in detail.”
“Today, Chief Administrator Yoo and I became friends through poetry. To commemorate this joyous occasion, I would like you to paint three identical pictures.”
“I will do so.”
He raised his head and continued.
“There is no need to stand still. Just talk naturally, and I will draw you.”
“Then I leave it to you.”
He quickly arranged the tools he had brought with him, spread out some paper, and began to draw.
Now the stage was set.
I said to the Clan Head, "I enjoyed the tea I had yesterday.
“The tea we drank yesterday was very good. I even dreamed about it last night. Would it be possible to have some more today?”
“I am glad you liked it. What about Chief Administrator Yu?”
“I would like some as well.”
The maid brought tea in the same order as yesterday.