Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 19

Episode 6: Filled with evil (2)

“What on earth have you done to my body?”

In response to his question Mok Kyung-un smiled and said.

“well. “What did they do?”

– Creepy!

The corners of his mouth were clearly smiling.

But the eyes don’t move like a dead person.

When Jo Il-sang saw this he felt scared for the first time in his life.

‘This guy…is he really Mok Gyeong-un?’

It was no exaggeration to say that the Mok Kyung-un he knew was the worst of the Mok family brothers.

But I didn’t expect this at all.

The atmosphere is completely different.

It feels like I am standing in front of someone who is different from an ordinary human being.

At that time Mok Kyung-un came in front of him and opened his mouth.

“You seem very nervous. Well…don’t worry. “If we had done it the original way we would have started by cutting it in one place but now we used mochwisan.”

“Mochwi Mountain?”

In response to Jo Il-sil’s question Mok Gyeong-un pointed his finger above him and said

“This is a really nice place.”

“what?”

“Before if you needed medicine you had to scour the mountains to find it but now that there are so many medicines you can combine them as needed.”

“Combining medicinal herbs? “What have you done to me?”

“It’s not a big deal but if you grind the medicinal herbs and the roots of Yeongmasan Yeongcho and mix them well you can paralyze everything except the area where the head is.”

‘!?’

Mok Gyeong-un speaks casually.

Jo Il-sang swallowed his saliva with trembling eyes at the sight of Mok Gyeong-un like that.

What on earth is this guy?

Since when did he have this knowledge of medicinal herbs?

A puzzled Mok Gyeong-un slightly bent his knees made eye contact with him grabbed his head and said

-closely!

“Actually this isn’t that important. What’s more important is why the second brother Mok Eun-pyeong sent you.”

Hearing Mok Gyeong-un’s words like this Jo Il-sil closed his mouth.

If he was going to say that he wouldn’t have worn the mask in the first place.

Seeing this Mok Kyung-un sighed and laughed.

“My mouth has become heavy. Of course he came wearing a mask so he doesn’t intend to talk nicely right? “What should I do?”

* * *

Just a little while ago.

[….This person is Jo Il-sang the bodyguard of the second Prince Mok Eun-pyeong. But Confucius what on earth can he do with this person?]

Go Chan was dumbfounded.

Jo Il-sang was a talented player who was on the verge of becoming a top player.

A man like that was subdued by Mok Gyeong-un who was unable to move properly after being pierced through his thigh?

How much is this guy hiding?

He just couldn’t understand.

[The second person is Confucius?]

[Yes.]

[Why did they send this person?]

[I don’t know either. Seeing as he came wearing a mask like this it doesn’t seem like a good reason.]

[I guess there’s nothing left to guess right?]

[Zhang Zhou has not yet passed away and even though he is the second Confucius there is no way he would have gone out of his way to attempt an assassination. But I really don’t know why I sent it.]

[Then I guess I’ll have to find out for myself.]

[yes? If you do it yourself are you saying you would at least torture me?]

[That might also be a good idea.]

[The late Confucius! It would be better to let them go.]

[Release me?]

Go Chan warned Mok Gyeong-un who was puzzled.

[Second Confucius has vassals who follow him and is building his own power. Second if you accidentally touched the person of Confucius by mistake…]

[Is there a possibility that there may be a sequel?]

[…yes. You may be angry but if you provoke it for no reason it could become dangerous.]

[Hmm.]

‘Hmm?’

Go Chan looked at Mo Gyeong-un as if he was anxious.

When you see his head turn he is so clever that it’s scary but you can’t guess where he’s going to go.

I was able to say one thing with certainty.

Even if the second Confucius had sent a masked night guest he could not have done anything in Mu Qingyun’s current situation.

Other than being patient.

[Let’s think about it.]

[…You really shouldn’t touch it.]

[yes. I understood very well what the Gochan escort was saying.]

okay.

No matter where he might end up I don’t think he will go out of his way to make enemies as long as he is aware of the current situation.

Unlike the Great Lady who is cautious in everything even though she is arrogant the second Confucius even though she is shrewd is still young and emotional.

* * *

Jo Il-sang who was nervous seemed to have calmed down a little took a breath and opened his mouth.

“What do you want to do and can you do?”

“What do you mean?”

“If you knew who I was it would have been better to let you go.”

“Do you think it would be better to let them go?”

“That’s right. “I’ve already done it but if you do more harm to me do you think the second Confucius will stay silent?”

Jo Il-sang deliberately mentioned his background.

I don’t know what he was thinking when he caught himself like this but this is the end.

What difference would it make if you knew his identity?

The reason I wore a mask was simply to get things done quietly.

The second Confucius Mok Eunpyeong has strong pride so he will never forgive anyone who touches his person.

Jo Il-sang said to Mok Gyeong-un who raised one eyebrow.

“Let’s make a deal because this is what happened.”

“transaction?”

“okay. If you release me and give me the secret certificate of Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol I will tell Confucius and tell him to leave you alone.”

“Leaving things alone means…..”

“It means that even if Confucius becomes Zhou he will be able to live safely.”

“The price is that it is a special document for Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol.”

“Yes.”

Although he was nervous because the situation was unfavorable Jo Il-sang came out strong.

Rather it was thought that the more this type of classification the more clearly the hierarchical relationship should be established.

He thought that if he went out weak he would come out strong.

‘In the end you will have no choice but to bend.’

For Mok Gyeong-un Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol was the pearl on the pig’s neck.

His maternal family is also ruined and none of the vassals support him.

Anyway if it’s too much for you it’s not a bad deal if you hand it over and use it to preserve your life…

-closely!

At that time Mok Gyeong-un pulled Jo Il-sang’s hair.

“Huh? you?”

“It’s fun. “In a situation where his body may not be healthy I trust his support and make a counter offer.”

“You…”

“I listened carefully to the story and from now on I will start with each finger.”

With those words Mok Gyeong-un took out a strange-looking blade.

‘!?’

“This is a tool called Hasak a blade used to trim herbs. “It is used to cut hard things so even fingers and toes can be easily cut.”

“what?”

“You can trust it because it has been verified.”

I’ve used it quite a bit.

Jo Il-sang who was embarrassed by this hurriedly said to Mok Gyeong-un.

“You…you! Did you not understand what I said? I came under orders from the second Confucius. “If I harm my body he…”

“yes. “There’s a lot to talk about so I’ll cut one and start.”

As Mok Gyeong-un said that he immediately grabbed one of Jo Il-sang’s paralyzed and limp wrists.

He then inserted the index finger of his right hand into Hasak’s hole.

Jo Il-sang’s face turned pale as he looked at this.

“Stop it. Are you really crazy? Like this…”

-Quad!

Then I heard the sound of something hard being cut.

Jo Il-sil with a hardened expression moved his head and looked at something that had fallen on the floor.

It was the two joints of his index finger.

“…”

Jo Il-sang didn’t say anything.

To begin with it didn’t hurt because he couldn’t feel anything except his head.

However when he saw his severed finger he was so shocked and dumbfounded that he was speechless.

Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said to him like this.

“You can’t really feel it because it doesn’t hurt right? So when using Hasak instead of paralyzing the body with mochwisan they just tie it up. That way you will feel some pain. But he had learned martial arts so there was nothing we could do.”

So Mu Qingyun had no choice but to use Moqi Mountain.

So just to give a visual effect I held it right in front of his eyes and cut off his finger.

“It’s been a long chat. From now on I’ll just cut them one by one until we talk.”

-widely!

With those words Mok Kyung-woon grabbed Jo Il-sang’s second finger.

It was the middle finger of his right hand.

Cho Il-sil who grabbed his middle hand was momentarily dazed and then spoke in embarrassment.

“Stop it!”

“…..”

-Quad!

Despite being told to stop Mok Gyeong-woon cut off Jo Il-sang’s middle finger.

I could see my middle finger writhing on the floor.

Jo Dae-il having to stare at this felt like his head was going to turn over.

Then Mok Gyeong-un’s voice was heard in his ears.

“Shall we use your thumb this time?”

As soon as he finished speaking Mok Gyeong-un grabbed his thumb and inserted it right into the hole in Hasak.

Jo Il-sang who saw this could not hide his embarrassment.

He was his right-hand man.

If even your thumb is cut off you will no longer be able to do anything with your right hand.

“Stop that…”

There was no afterword.

No matter what you say this crazy guy will definitely cut you off.

-Hold on!

At that time Mok Gyeong-un’s hand holding Hasak started to lose strength.

At that moment a voice burst out of Jo Il-sang’s mouth.

“Prince Eunpyeong sent me to check whether it was true that I lost my military rank or not!”

At those words Mok Gyeong-un’s hand holding the lower body relaxed.

He slightly dug into the flesh of his thumb but fortunately it was not cut.

-thud! thud! thud! thud!

Although his body was paralyzed Jo Il-sil could feel his heart beating loudly.

He was strange.

He had been tortured in the past.

However Mo Kyung-un’s method pushed him to his death too quickly.

“Haa…haa…”

“You said to make sure I didn’t lose my martial arts skills?”

“That’s right.”

As his fear grew Jo Il-sil didn’t realize it but his tone of voice became considerably more polite.

Be that as it may Mok Gyeong-un did not hide his doubts.

He did not realize that it was a fake because he was suspicious that he had received such an order.

‘hmm.’

Here Mok Gyeong-un’s thoughts quickly approached the truth.

He said ‘He was not discovered but if he received such an order it means that he received that information from someone. But only two people know that I am fake.’

They were the Gochan escort and the Gam escort.

Among them the Gochan escort continued to stick around.

The corners of Mu Qingyun’s mouth rose.

‘They change quickly too.’

Mo Kyung-un was convinced that the epicenter of this information was Gam Howie.

His betrayal was predetermined from the beginning.

But I didn’t expect to change lines so quickly.

Thanks to you work became a hassle.

‘Still you got your head around it.’

They seemed to have changed the line and made it known that they had lost their martial arts skills so that they would not be found out that it was a fake in case they would be held accountable.

Mok Gyeong-un who was tired and laughing said to Jo Il-sang.

“Is it possible that the person who told you that was Gam Howie?”

Jo Il-sang’s eyes widened slightly.

Mok Gyeong-un still doesn’t know that Gam Howie swore allegiance to his lord. How did he get it all right at once?

‘Did you doubt it from the beginning?’

Jo Il-sang who was puzzled soon answered.

“…..That’s right.”

“As expected.”

It did not exceed expectations.

Mok Gyeong-un nodded his head and looked at Jo Il-sang.

“What should I do now?”

In response to Mok Gyeong-un’s words Jo Il-sang spoke in a pleading voice.

“Please please forgive me. I will definitely keep quiet about what happened today. “I will never tell this to Prince Eunpyeong…”

“Ah…what should I do about this?”

“yes?”

“I think it hurts too much for that.”

Jo Il-sang himself was not conscious of it but his face was almost completely ruined.

His nose bone was broken and crushed and the bones in his face were broken causing his forehead and under his eyes to protrude strangely.

Moreover two of his fingers were cut off.

One way or another Mok Eun-pyeong will find out and will be very angry.

“The late Prince… Even if I disappear Prince Eunpyeong will definitely seek revenge.”

“Well I guess so. But you don’t have to worry about that.”

“Why?”

“Everyone is very apprehensive about the special document called Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol but if we have to we negotiate with this. “Isn’t it okay?”

“…..”

Hearing Mok Gyeong-un’s words like this Jo Il-sang’s mind went blank.

As Mok Gyeong-un said if he bargained with Yeon Mok-seong Geom-gyeol a sword technique exclusive to Jangju there seemed to be a high probability that he would give in no matter how much Mok Eun-pyeong cared about his subordinates.

Jo Il-sang who was dazed and embarrassed quickly spoke in a hurry.

“Confucius… I had no idea that Confucius was so smart and outstanding. So like Gam Howie I would like to pledge allegiance to Confucius.”

“To me?”

“That’s right. Please give me a chance. “I will sacrifice my life for Confucius.”

All sorts of things were said.

It was to save his life.

“You’re willing to sacrifice your life?”

“That’s right. So please…”

“Hmm. That’s right.”

Seeing Jo’s daily life like this Mok Gyeong-un slightly tilted his head and went somewhere.

“Confucius? Confucius?”

Jo Il-sang became anxious about this and called Mok Gyeong-un.

It didn’t take long.

Mok Gyeong-un appeared shortly afterwards holding a wooden box in his hand that had traces of something unusual attached to it.

Mok Gyeong-un placed his wooden box under Jo Il-sil’s head which was hanging upside down.

“This?”

As Mok Gyeong-un looked puzzled he immediately opened the lid of the wooden box.

When I opened the lid I saw what looked like a book tied to an old prayer string.

Why are you showing this to me? Jo Il-sang’s eyes which seemed to have no idea what was going on soon wavered.

‘no way?’

This was because I realized that books were not made of paper.

Mok Gyeong-un said to him who was confused.

“I was trying to read this book before I woke up but the strange thing was that the part tied with the beads was fixed and wouldn’t come off no matter how much I tried.”

“How…..how can you do that…..”

“I looked at it in the Book of Yin-Yang and it said that there is something full of energy that protects the unclean things. “I think this prayer beads is one of them.”

“That Confucius?”

Mo Kyung-un ignored his words and continued his words.

“But it is said that if there is something unclean in something that is meant to be sealed its power will be weakened.”

“What on earth are you trying to do?”

“Like this.”

-Wow!

“Oops!”

As soon as he finished speaking Mok Gyeong-un cut Jo Il-sang’s neck with something sharp.

The deathly scream was the last voice that Jo Il-sang uttered.

As if his uvula had been cut only a squeak could be heard from Jo Il-sil’s mouth.

Mok Kyung-un said with a grin.

“You said you could sacrifice your life right?”

‘This bastard…’

Who said they would offer it in this way?

Jo Il-sang glared at Mok Gyeong-un with eyes full of resentment.

It was such a shame to lose my life like this.

-Chrrrrrr!

Red blood flowing from Jo Il-sang’s cut neck.

The blood poured onto a book made of human skin tied to beads in a wooden box.

Then he soaked the prayer beads and the book.

The blood of the dying.

Blood full of resentment.

As it soaked the book a strange phenomenon occurred.

– Excited! Exciting!

Even though I wasn’t even touching the book the throbbing sound got louder.

Blood veins sprouted from the book’s surface as if it had a heart.

‘Hoo.’

-thud! thud! thud! thud!

Soon the throbbing sound became louder and faster.

-Giggles!

The prayer beads that held the books together began to crack.

Then

– Quad deud deuk!

The prayer beads which were trembling as if in pain were soon compressed as if something had grabbed them and they were torn apart.

The broken pieces were sucked into the blood pooled in the wooden box.

At the same time something strange happened in the cave.

-Gurgling!

Blood began to fall like a waterfall from the ceiling and all over the walls of the cavity.

It was a sight that made you doubt your eyes.

Looking at this Mo Kyung-un’s mouth twitched.

[Fifth Blue Spirit…..Extremely dangerous. A minimum of ten people are required for the command. An old vengeful spirit that has existed for over a hundred years. It can have a significant impact in a given radius and even cause auditory hallucinations causing pain.]

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