The morning after the banquet.
The sun doesnât rise in the Dragon Palace, but with Hwangryongâs consideration, the shining clouds indicate the morning in time for sunrise.
Seeing the clouds rising, the Dragon Palace shamans woke up and gathered individually.
When the oldest of the shamans appeared, the shaman who had been on night watch duty quickly bowed down.
The oldest shaman narrowed her eyebrows at the restless shaman.
âYou didnât see Hwangryong.â
âIâm sorry. His whereabouts became unknown after he headed to the Black Dragon Palace.â
âHwangryong was missing all night? I donât think Yoohwang-nim will like this.â
âIâm so sorry!â
The oldest shaman seemed to speak mildly, but the shaman on night duty shook in fear.
She shuddered at the sight of the shaman who stood a few steps away from the crowd as if she were afraid of being ostracized.
The youngest shaman, currently the subject of bullying, felt the strange atmosphere among the shamans and snorted inwardly.
â Why wouldnât Shaman Yoohwang like that Hwangryong wasnât seen?
The ostracized shaman was the youngest who had just entered the Dragon Palace.
The youngest was selected as a candidate a few years ago when Shaman Hong suddenly announced that she would quit.
She was eliminated from the simple succession ceremony that occurred back then, but she chose to remain in the Dragon Palace.
It wasnât because of the desire to devote her life to the Dragon King.
Itâs just because she had nowhere to go.
She didnât hate the Dragon King or Hwangryong either.
âAre they trying to establish rankings on useless things like that? Phew, Iâm only holding it in because my food, clothes, and shelter are guaranteed here. Though they always fight while making the food bad.â
The youngest shaman did not mix well with the dark-hearted shamans.
At first, they took good care of her when she was a newbie, but at some point, their attitudes changed.
It started with a small question.
â Why did you choose to be a shaman in the Dragon Palace?
â Isnât there a lot more fun to have on land?
The youngest shaman heard the question and thought that the finely grown shamans didnât know the world.
There is no fun on earth.
Some children donât know if they will have food to eat, clothes to wear, or a roof to shelter them from the outside.
There was poverty, and even children who did not live poor often had parents who abused them.
The shaman was part of the latter, and after becoming an official player, she only heard threats from her parents, saying that theyâd kick her out if she didnât earn money by attacking otherworlds.
Fearful of targeting otherworlds because she wasnât born with such a strong talent, she spent her youth in fear that she might one day be kicked out.
For her, the Dragon Palace was like heaven where she didnât have to fear otherworlds, or worry about food, clothing, shelter, and threats from her parents.
â I like the Dragon Palace. I want to stay here.
â So you want to stay in the Dragon Palace!
The shamans exclaimed with joy at the youngestâs words.
They suddenly surrounded her and spoke with enthusiasm.
â Some of us have lived for over a hundred years. You know that people of royal lineage can live for thousands, right?
â Just like them, we can live forever in our youth.
â Itâll be fun to stay in the Dragon Palace forever.
The youngest shaman turned pale at their words.
A hundred years is a long time, but thousands?!
The youngest shaman didnât want to live that long.
â I want to be healthy, but I donât want to live that long. I want to die with my friends when they die.
The youngest shaman was in contact with a few friends through letters she sent with Hwangryongâs help.
The distance has grown, but she didnât intend to live for thousands of years even after all her friends and acquaintances died.
This answer was against the mood of the shamans, and after that, she was ostracized.
Being ignored did not cause any problems with food, clothes, and shelter, so the youngest shaman didnât think much about it.
The food that they made strangely lowered her appetite anyway, so she was rather relieved that she could make her own food without being wary.
Although she was often assigned troublesome tasks.
âWas her name Yoon Yeorang? Theyâll assign that candidate to me again.â
There was one particularly strong candidate.
The oldest shaman ordered the youngest shaman to guide her and report on what she did.
It was nothing but monitoring and protecting her from accidents.
If something happens to the candidate, itâs obvious that the youngest shaman will be held responsible.
Even the fair and just Hwangryong would think so.
âIâm not sure because Iâm too occupied chasing that candidate, but I think those guys are up to something.â
The youngest shaman carefully examined the situation behind the yellow cotton yarn.
When the Dragon Kingâs shamans were at the Yellow Dragon Palace, they would avoid the eyes and ears of the youngest Dragon Palace shaman.
She didnât really want to join, but it was a shame that she couldnât talk to Shaman Hong.
It was a short time, but they became acquainted during the succession ceremony.
âShe was a good kid. I hope she doesnât get corrupted.â
After thoughts of worry about Shaman Hong, the young shaman stopped thinking.
She had her own things to worry about.
She had no luxury of worrying about other people when she was being ostracized and had to be dragged around by Yoon Yeorang.
âMaknae-yah, are you listening? Please guide the candidate properly so she doesnât mess up the Dragon Palace. Guide her well so she doesnât do anything out of the blue.â
âYeeesâ¦â
âWe have other guests too, so we should be careful not to cause any inconvenience. Letâs say you are in learning age, yes, but you are still a shaman of the Dragon Palace.â
âYesâ¦â
âYour voice has no dignity. Did you not learn anything?â
The youngest shaman lets the nagging enter one ear and exits the other.
Even if every word was mixed with words that disparaged her, she didnât care much.
âIf they make any lingering harassment, Iâll collect evidence and tell Hwangryong-nim. If they cross the line, theyâll have it in front of Hwangryong-nim and the guests.â
Although there was a lot of power-tripping in the narrow society of the shamans, the jungle that is the world above water wasnât an easy place either, and that young shaman has experienced it all.
âYou are quite loud early in the morning.â
âHwangryong-nim!â
Hwangryong walked leisurely with clouds of yellow.
He wore the same clothes as he did during the banquet, indicating that he didnât stop by his room.
The oldest shaman stood at the front and bowed her head.
âWe were worried. You were away all night.â
âJegun and I had a lot to talk about. Jegun still seems to have a lot to say, so Iâll be away with him often while heâs here.â
Hwangryong was speaking softly, but he somehow looked tired.
His fatigue seemed to proliferate with every word he exchanged with the shamans.
ââ¦This is nothing. I just remembered what Jegun said yesterday.â
âPlease donât overexert yourself.â
Hwangryeong acted a little strange, but everyone seemed to have moved on because of the usually strange Yong Jegun.
This was especially true for the older shamans who knew Yong Jegun for a long time.
Only the youngest shamans took notice of Hwangryongâs strange attitude.
***
A few days after the banquet, at the White Dragon Palace.
Yoon Yeorang is planning to explore the White Dragon Palace today, so I decided to head there.
Jeokho, who found out the destination before leaving the Blue Dragon Palace, was disappointed.
âThe White Dragon Palace in the west? I guess I canât go with them then. The shamans are going to be away today, but the White Dragon Palace is where the palace shamans stay so you have to be careful.â
âAre you going to the White Dragon Palace? Okay, then Shinrok and I will go to the Yellow Dragon Palace.â
âWhy do you get to decide where Iâm going?â
âYouâre not coming?â
They left the Blue Dragon Palace after being seen off by Jeokho.
Yong Jegun and Kim Shinrok bickered for a while, but they eventually headed to the Yellow Dragon Palace while I went to the White Dragon Palace.
I judged that it would be alright to act separately now that we had ourselves familiarized with the palaceâs structure.
When I arrived at the gate, Yoon Yeorang, who started her expedition, arrived.â
âEuishin sunbae! Hello!â
Yoon Yeorang is already set on calling me sunbae instead of oppa.
The bright girl is used to greeting other people first.
âAre you stopping by the palace?â
âI wanted to come here and talk to you. Itâs been a while since I saw you, but we havenât even talked properly.â
âWow, really? Then letâs explore the palace together! I have a lot of questions about Eungwang High.â
Behind the constantly chattering Yoon Yeorang was a tired-looking Unryong and a Dragon Palace shaman.
Unryongâs clouds were drooping after suffering for several days, and the youngest shaman was a little staggered.
âThat youngest shaman took the exam with Shaman Hong. It hasnât been long since she stayed here.â
It was difficult to distinguish because they were all wearing cotton yarn, but I learned the rough profiles and how to distinguish them.
That youngest shaman doesnât mix well with the others, and sheâs being dragged by Yoon Yeorang these days.
When we entered the palaceâ¦
âI see we have guests.â
I came to my senses and saw someone who spoke to us at the door.
Yoohwang.
âI heard there is a very active child among the candidates to succeed me. I wanted to meet you.â
Arenât the shamans supposed to help prepare for the test at the Yellow Dragon Palace today?
Instead of helping prepare for the test, Yoohwang remained here.
While I was trying to figure out why Yoohwang suddenly changed plansâ¦
âYou and I must be thinking the same thing.â
Clouds rose from the floor along with a sweet voice.
âI wanted to talk to this candidate too.â
In the face of an expected encounter, Yoohwang and Hwangryong smiled softly at each other.
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