I’m an Unknown Actress, But Everyone Knows Me - Chapter 164
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Episode 164
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The Leader’s Son was trapped in prison, staring blankly at the fallen Mask. It had been in his father’s hands until just before death. He who laughed saying they should go out someday and have another joyful performance was a born entertainer.
But he left only the Mask behind and departed first. Never to return again.
‘I’ll probably die here soon too.’
The Troupe Member’s Son thought of the inevitable future. If that happens, I won’t be able to go with a smile like father did. I’ll possess that Mask, become a ghost, and torment them for generations. I’ll make them into beings who aren’t truly living even while alive…
“Ah…”
The Leader’s Son covered both ears and struggled to endure the pain. The sleepless nights were harder to bear than his empty stomach.
Rustle, rustle rustle. The sound of insects crawling made his skin crawl. That’s when it happened.
“I’m here!”
A child’s voice that shouldn’t be heard in prison rang out.
He opened his eyes wide. A child was gripping the bars with both hands, crying while looking at him.
“You…! This place is…”
His voice cracked from not being able to drink water properly. Crawling unsteadily to the door, he spoke to the child with resentment.
“Didn’t I tell you at the Marketplace? I said not to do Fortune Telling carelessly…!”
“I was wrong… It’s all my fault…”
His chapped lips moved and the corners of his mouth tore. Bleeding, he briefly resented the child before saying.
“Go quickly. You shouldn’t be here.”
He was human too. Having reached this state, how could he not resent the child.
But it was a child he’d raised like his own since very young.
He knew the real fault lay not with the child but with the officials who ordered the Death Curse to be cast.
“What are you saying when you’re dying…”
Clank. The sound of chains being unlocked was heard.
Someone walked in with heavy steps. The Troupe Member’s Son, startled by the unfamiliar voice, grabbed the child’s wrist. It was instinctive protection.
Creak-.
The door to his cell opened. At the same time, the Ritual Knife restraining his neck was removed. Seoryeong gestured with her chin.
“Stop that and come out.”
“Who, who are you…?”
“You don’t need to know.”
Seoryeong signaled to Myeongdo with her eyes. Myeongdo entered the cell, opened a Small Bottle, and handed him water.
Drinking the water with trembling hands, his eyes came back to life.
“Did you come to save us…?”
Seoryeong nodded briefly. The Troupe Member’s Son bowed deeply in gratitude. Even so, he asked with a trembling voice.
“I’m truly shameless to ask, but could you save the others too?”
“Aren’t you angry at this kid?”
Seoryeong asked the Leader’s Son. The child who had been sniffling beside him was startled by those words.
“…What fault could a young one have. He just wanted to help with our difficult household situation…”
The Leader’s Son protected the child to the end. Hearing that answer, Seoryeong turned away without hesitation.
Before she knew it, the blood-stained Mask that had been rolling around in the prison was in her hands.
“Come out.”
Clank, clank, clank.
Several doors opened in the dark prison. The Performance Troupe members trapped inside crawled out with bewildered faces. The guards who had been watching outside were all unconscious and collapsed.
“Hey! Chunsam!”
“Oh my, what’s happening. Owol…!”
When they found each other, they embraced and cried. Seoryeong took out a Talisman from her chest.
As she chanted some Incantation, the Talisman caught fire.
“Fire! Fire!”
“Quick, quick, put out the fire!”
Then screams were heard from far away. The agonized screams grew closer. Their figures could be seen through the small window in the prison.
“Oh, it’s hot! Oh, it’s hot!”
“What are you doing! Pour water on it! My clothes are all burned!”
The screen briefly captured their perspective. The whole world was ablaze with fire.
The rafters of the Government Office caught fire and collapsed, and fire caught the edges of the Silk Clothes they were wearing.
“Ah, hot! Ahhh! It’s hot! I’m dying!”
They flailed their bodies wildly to put out the fire on their clothes. The way they moved, fluttering their long Dopo sleeves, looked like they were dancing.
Like the entertainers of the Performance Troupe, it was quite ridiculous.
“I helped you this time, but I can’t help you next time. That’s how human greed works. Don’t do Fortune Telling anymore.”
But it was all a hallucination. There was no fire. They would now have to live their entire lives tormented by burning pain.
Flailing about like that, dancing and struggling.
“Wait…!”
The young child who had been hiding behind the Leader’s Son approached Seoryeong.
“Before we part, I’d like to read your fortune one last time.”
“Didn’t you hear me say not to do Fortune Telling?”
“I just want to repay your kindness even a little, so please don’t be too angry…”
“You said you can only see the trunk, right? Not the branches.”
“Because you saved us, the future has changed again. This time it’s a new branch.”
The child said hesitantly.
“Please tell me your birth year, month, day, and hour.”
“What. I’m an orphan. There’s no way I’d know that stuff.”
“Then please tell me his.”
The child looked at Myeongdo standing beside Seoryeong with bright eyes.
“Since you two are deeply connected, your fates must be intertwined too.”
At the child’s words, both people were silent for a moment. Eventually Myeongdo answered.
“Year of Gabin, month of Bingin, day of Sinsa, hour of Sul.”
Then the child pondered something deeply before speaking.
“…If you go the path you intend to take, your life will be in danger.”
At those words, Seoryeong stiffened. She was the one who had risked her life, so why was Myeongdo in danger? Seoryeong’s expression looked like she might cry.
“How do you know what path we’re taking to say such things.”
Myeongdo met the child’s gaze and replied. The child blinked and shook his head.
“I don’t know such things. But the sprouts of death are clearly budding. At the end of every branch…”
“You must feel that way because your worry for me is so great. You’re very caring.”
Myeongdo spoke as if comforting the child. Seoryeong was still frozen. Myeongdo asked again.
“Then can you read another person’s future? Year of Imjin, month of Giyou, day of Eulchuk, hour of In.”
Myeongdo asked about Yunhui’s Four Pillars. This time the child’s face brightened. It was a sign of good results.
“Thank you for telling me. I’ll trust only in that.”
The child gulped.
“Who is the person with the Four Pillars you just told me? I can tell they’re someone noble.”
“Why do you ask that?”
“Because that person’s fate is briefly intertwined with mine right now.”
Myeongdo and Seoryeong’s gazes met.
“You have something to tell that person, don’t you?”
So the Performance Troupe headed to Baek Yeongji, while Myeongdo and Seoryeong went toward their final destination, Jincheonji. There were no words between the two.
The joy of having gained just a little more time together showed in their much slower pace.
“…Something’s strange.”
The moment they nearly reached Jincheonji, a nauseating smell pierced their noses. Seoryeong covered her nose.
“What’s the matter?”
“You can’t sense this?”
Myeongdo wasn’t picking up on any signs at all.
So this was Magic Arts. Something that only worked on those with Divine Power.
Seoryeong pulled out a Talisman from her robes. She chanted Incantations over and over again.
Then fog thickened around the two of them. Myeongdo instinctively hid Seoryeong behind his back. He had an intuition that something was in front of her.
Zing—.
From somewhere came the sound of a Gong that seemed to shatter space and time. Wind blew fiercely. Myeongdo raised one arm, blocking the front with his sleeve.
When the wind finally died down, what appeared before their eyes were unfamiliar trees.
“…Now I understand why the Yeom Family couldn’t find me all this time.”
Thinking about it, it was simple. How could someone with that much Divine Power have left Seoryeong free for so long?
No matter how many Binding Accessories she wore, if they were determined to find her at all costs, it would have been impossible not to.
“I wasn’t the only one dividing my Divine Power for other uses.”
Bamboo Forest spread out on both sides of them like barriers. Red Cloth hung from each tree, fluttering in the wind.
On the tree in front of Seoryeong hung a completely rotted Sacred Rope. Like the entrance to a house of mourning.
From somewhere, a funeral dirge began to flow. Along with the distant sound of death,
Seoryeong pushed aside the Sacred Rope with one hand and walked forward.
Then a desolate Village that had been hidden beyond the Bamboo Forest was revealed.
A place that hadn’t existed until now.
“The Yeom Family was also dividing their Divine Power to hide this place… that’s why they couldn’t track me down….”
What the Yeom Family had been hiding wasn’t Jincheonji. It was a very small Village located nearby.
Reeking with the smell of rotting corpses.
And so episode 14 ended.
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“Finally got through this week….”
After episode 14 aired, the Drama Fans couldn’t live their daily lives with sound minds.
As is typical, dramas don’t provide Trailers as they approach the final episode.
Viewers had to spend a week relying only on speculation and Analysis without knowing next week’s content. As was the eternal habit of Drama Fans, rewatching the episode over and over was natural.
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[Myeongdo instinctively protecting Seoryeong #Gimyodam Episode 14 Ending Scene] 01:23
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-How do they create masterpiece scenes just by being together, it’s truly puzzling.. The two match so well, I hope it ends with the beautiful story of Seoryeong and Myeongdo..
-Damn if you cut it off here how are we supposed to live the week with sound minds
-Actually, in terms of divine power, Myeongdo is weak as hell, but I love how Seoryeong instinctively tries to protect him from evil things. The “protecting my woman” mindset seems so natural that it makes my heart flutter ahhh ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
Their hearts raced at the thought that the end was approaching, yet emptiness washed over them wishing it would never end.
After spending the remaining 5 days half out of their minds, finally today.
It was ‘s broadcast day.
Articles came out one after another. The main interest was whether it could surpass 20% viewership ratings.
[ one day before finale, will it write cable TV’s miracle… Can it break the 20% viewership Wall]
[Unprecedented popularity… ‘This is exactly what Luxury Brand quality looks like’ Perfect trio of Acting Ability, Direction, and captivating power, viewership trends]
Several Fire Boards crashed before it even started. Everyone’s excited hearts led to tireless waiting.
Finally episode 15 began.
Chapter 15
The Undead Ghost
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