Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 55

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Episode 15 Proposal (3)

-The weight is different.

“yes?”

-Becoming a disciple of the Lord means that all living beings must bear the karma of the month and carry out a bloody purge.

‘Bloody purge?’

The atmosphere of Cheongnyeong full of murderous intent was different from usual.

If you think about it she was a vengeful soul.

The resentment is so deep that it has existed in this world for over 100 years.

Her neck tilted and she opened her mouth meeting her eyes.

“As expected you are related to the Heaven and Earth Association.”

-…..I won’t deny that.

“But even though I became a disciple of the Blue Spirit why do people say that it is Yue’s work and a bloody purge?”

-It’s exactly as you heard. I want blood in return.

“To put it simply it’s revenge.”

At these words she took a long gulp of her gombangdae as if Cheongnyeong was offended and then she spit it out in Mokgyeongun’s face and said

-Whoa. The weight is different but if you put it in your own way it would be revenge.

At her words Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes lit up with a strange look.

It was because of the same feeling of revenge.

She is also wandering around like this to avenge her grandfather.

However she will resolve this resentment not by dying like her but by living.

she said

-What are you going to do? Would you like to become my disciple?

“Why shouldn’t she be told to some extent that she should be a disciple so she can decide whether to accept it or not?”

-that…

“that?”

-no. If she is not going to Cheonjihoe she should just forget what I said.

“….It seems like you have the ability to make luck cool down after it’s been made.”

-joy. I’m not saying this to pique your interest.

“…..”

Mo Kyung-un stared at Cheongryeong.

In fact it was Mok Gyeong-un who had no interest in other people’s situations or stories.

Even if she has a common sense of revenge.

He asked Cheongnyeong to tell her about her situation but it was just to convince her why he should become his disciple.

“Can I ask you one thing?”

-If the question is something you cannot hear avoid it from the beginning.

“That is the heart of a young spirit. “If he was a young spirit he would have been dead for a very long time. Wouldn’t time have already taken revenge?”

Cheongnyeong snorted at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.

And then she asked.

-Are you going to just let your enemies go because you think time will solve everything?

“no.”

-Why not? Didn’t you do that just a moment ago?

“…On the contrary I took a hit.”

Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders and continued his speech again.

“that’s right. If you’re going to take revenge you have to see it through to the end. “I can’t just leave everything related to him alone.”

Family friends and everything precious must be taken away.

If I was going to get revenge there was no reason to sleep on this and that.

At least that was what Mok Kyung-un thought of as revenge.

Cheongnyeong twitched her red lips and opened her mouth.

-That makes sense. The same goes for this seat. I cannot forgive the fact that the veins of that bastard are still breathing nor the fact that the truth is buried and insults to the body are unforgivable. In that case everything will be taken away by the authority itself. Even if it means staining everything with blood.

-Gooooooooo!

Mok Kyung-un looked around and pointed with his hand.

Perhaps because of her immense anger her surroundings were not in chaos as if a storm was brewing.

Even the surrounding area was dyed blood red.

“Please calm down.”

-……

She must have been aware of Mo Kyung-un’s words and calmed herself down.

Then the sudden changes around me stopped as if they had never happened before.

Seeing this Mo Gyeong-un clicked his tongue inwardly.

If the spirit is this level how dangerous and strong is a vengeful spirit with a higher rank than that?

I’m curious.

But this isn’t what’s important right now.

“Cheongnyeong.”

-Tell me.

“Even if you’re not a disciple if the circumstances are right wouldn’t it be possible to proceed with the Revenge of the Young Spirit?”

-no!

“yes?”

-It is meaningful only if you the sentient being carry on Wol’s karma.

“So what on earth is that month’s karma?”

-This is something you will naturally learn when you become a disciple of this place and go there.

“You are stubborn. “Then why don’t you just become a disciple?”

-what?

Wrinkles appeared between Cheongnyeong’s beautiful eyebrows.

She said her voice full of irritation.

-If you do that you won’t go to Cheonjihoe?

“no. I’m going. “I decided to go.”

-But why!

A loud cry rang in her ears and her neck frowned.

Cheongryeong wanted to force her to do as she wanted but she couldn’t because of the relationship between her food spirit and her master.

It’s a really annoying relationship.

Because of this I am tied down and cannot do anything.

At that time Mok Kyung-un spoke.

“I’m sorry but I don’t like being influenced by someone. That’s the same even if it’s a spirit that I currently trust.”

-……it’s annoying.

“Still it’s not that great…

-That’s annoying!

She screamed as the young woman trembled with her hands.

I was so angry at the reality of being manipulated by this little kid.

What is this even though I barely escaped from the place where I was sealed and I am not a Jibakryeong but have the status of being able to move freely?

In my heart I want to take out my anger by killing this guy.

However if that happens the 100 years of holding on to resentment will be meaningless.

‘Damn stubborn sentient being!’

I am annoyed by a topic that has not even lived for half a hundred years.

After staring at her neck for a long time she opened her mouth.

-good. I’ll teach you this. I don’t know the current situation but originally Cheonjihoe was created by three branches.

“Three veins?”

-One of them is the moon vein.

“….And Cheongnyeong is the person from the Wolmaek?

Anyway he is quick to notice.

Cheongryeong did not deny this.

-This is all I can tell you right now. Anyway 100 years have passed so it is meaningless to find out what happened then. There is no way everything will remain the same as it was back then so all you have to do is carry on the karma of the month.

She looked intently into Mo Qingyun’s eyes.

I can tell what other humans are thinking just by looking at their eyes or facial expressions but I can’t tell what this sentient being is thinking.

I don’t know if emotions other than anger are real.

At that time Mok Gyeong-un spoke willingly.

“great.”

-Whoa. Anyway what is your stubbornness…?

“I will learn from the young spirit.”

-You’re going to become a disciple?

“yes. “There is one condition.”

-….What are the conditions?

“Let’s just omit the formal expressions such as master and disciple.”

-A cocky sentient being.

“Even though the spirit is a food spirit I don’t listen to the owner.”

-……

She clicked her tongue against his neck and then nodded her head.

Well it didn’t matter anyway.

Originally since he was in a position to learn martial arts it would be right to be sure of his relationship with the priest but he was dead anyway.

What meaning does etiquette have in this world?

-Tsk tsk.

Seeing her like this her neck tilted up and she smiled faintly.

In fact if she were to go to her Cheonjihoe anyway she would have to learn the rest of her swordsmanship and fortune-telling tips from her.

Rather it was himself who had to ask for it.

-Why are you splitting it up like that?

“It’s nothing. “I guess we should hurry.”

-What do you mean?

“It’s hard to stay here like this.”

Mok Gyeong-un opened the poetry secretary he was holding.

You must cancel the magic technique so that you can remove the sole of your foot within one hour and you must also learn the magic technique that can hide the energy of the spirit.

* * *

Half an hour before the hour mark.

The surroundings are cluttered.

The masked people who had been away were returning one by one.

‘Hmm.’

Bangsa Zhao Yi-gong looked at the northwest forest with slightly disappointed eyes.

It was taking more time than expected.

Actually I couldn’t say that one visit was that long.

Because even if it was a designated technique it was quite difficult to master it in just one session.

However if you were in a situation where you had to find out what kind of technique was used in the secretariat it was quite urgent.

‘I thought it might be possible.’

If he fails the given situation may have been more difficult than he expected.

Then he had no choice.

He had no choice but to go and cancel the spell himself.

It was then.

‘!?’

I saw a figure walking from the dark forest.

He was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.

“no?”

“How is this guy?”

The masked people who discovered Mok Gyeong-un were surprised to see him outside and not in the wagon and tried to subdue him again.

Bangsang Cho Uigong stopped that from happening.

“Stop.”

“Do you…”

“That child is now my student. “He only trained me for a while.”

“yes?”

The masked people looked at Mo Qingyun and Bangsa Zhao Yigong in turn with slightly surprised eyes.

It seemed like he really didn’t know that he would be accepted as a disciple.

However because they were superiors and could not complain they soon returned to their positions.

Jo Bangsa spoke to Mok Gyeong-un who was looking around him.

“It’s later than expected.”

No actually it exceeded expectations.

I really found the method and canceled it within one hour.

However since he had made him his disciple he intended to refrain from praising him as much as possible.

Mok Kyung-un bowed his head slightly and answered.

“I’m sorry if I’m late. “Master.”

“I have expectations from you so don’t disappoint.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Anyway it will take a lot of mental energy to cancel the spell so take a break for a while. “We will depart soon after King Myeongdo arrives.”

“All right.”

With those words Mok Kyung-un looked around.

But he was curious earlier.

A group of masked people brought boys who appeared to be between 15 and 18 years old.

They all had hoods over their faces so they couldn’t see.

Mokgyeongun asked in a low voice.

“What are they?”

To that question Bangsa Joui-gong answered with a sigh and a smile.

“These are new recruits from each faction.”

“Newcomer?”

“Since we’ve come this far you can think of it as both a business and a business.”

It was difficult to understand what was being said.

It seemed like he was talking vaguely for that purpose in the first place.

“You will find out later so there is no need to worry about this now. “From now on we will travel together in my carriage so go ahead and rest.”

Where he pointed there was a neat-looking carriage that was not a cart.

Mok Gyeong-un seeing this shook his head and said.

“I’m sorry Master. “Would it be okay if I just stayed in the wagon for a while?”

“what?”

Bangsa Joui-gong looked puzzled but then said as if he understood.

“iced coffee. “Is it because of your brother?”

Of course not but Mok Gyeong-un nodded his head as if yes.

Jo Eui-gong clicked his tongue and spoke to him like this.

“You are putting yourself through unnecessary trouble. “If you change your mind change to my carriage.”

“All right.”

“ah. And I warn you this time I was able to get out because Master Lee intended it but don’t even dream of trying to get your brother to escape. “If you do something pointless you will see the Yeonmok Swordmaster disappear.”

“I will keep that in mind. Since I joined as a disciple that won’t happen.”

“Of course I should.”

Bangsa Joui-gong grinned and laughed.

He won’t be able to break his orders since he’s wearing the chain of advice anyway.

Mok Kyung-un said to the smiling man.

“Master with your authority could you please remove the person who was watching inside the wagon?”

“that…”

“It’s okay if you’re having a hard time even with Master’s authority. “I just asked this because I wanted to quietly memorize it while watching it in the carriage.”

Mok Gyeong-un said while holding up Secretary Simun.

Bangsangjo’s ball who was about to say no to his words soon nodded his head.

It was because what I said to the former was more offensive than the latter.

“Do you think I don’t have that much authority? I get it.”

“thank you.”

“But don’t do anything that might raise suspicion. Even if you become my disciple it won’t do you any good to provoke King Myeongdo.”

“All right.”

The corners of Mok Kyung-un’s mouth slowly turned up as he bowed his head in gratitude.

* * *

Mok Gyeong-un entered the wagon closed the door and took something out of his pocket.

It was a small human-shaped wooden doll the size of a finger with the word Tong (通) engraved on it.

Mok Kyung-un smiled and whispered softly.

“It’s a success.”

-….It’s a success and I’m going to sleep and die of frustration. I can’t believe I’m trapped inside a wooden doll like this.

The voice heard from the wooden doll was none other than the young spirit.

It was Mok Gyeong-un who successfully hid his energy.

If he had found out that he had managed to master this technique in one hour he would have been astonished.

He thought that Mok Kyung-un had managed to get rid of the magic trick and come out.

Mok Kyung-un said as he placed the wooden doll on his palm.

“Hang in there just a little while.”

If it comes out of this the unique energy of a vengeful soul is revealed.

There was nothing good for Bangsa Joui-gong to find out.

At that time the wooden doll trembled and moved alone in Mok Gyeong-un’s palm.

Then soon a grumbling voice came out.

-Now I can’t help but be possessed by a wooden doll like this. You living beings don’t know how difficult this is.

The method taught by Jo Eui-gong was none other than possessing an agent.

It was a technique almost similar to sealing.

Therefore the young spirit thought that he could not exert any power inside this wooden doll… but that was not the case.

It was impossible for her to do so but she was able to break her wooden doll of her own accord and get out.

It seemed to be due to the difference in rank.

“be careful. “It’s cracked again.”

-How much more careful do you mean we have to be here? Even a decent body can’t withstand this body.

“Sure.”

At least he was able to survive thanks to a technique that controlled his energy.

If it weren’t for that the wooden doll would have been broken long ago.

Cheongnyeong who had become a wooden doll sat on the palm of my hand and spoke.

-But if you use this technique well you will be able to survive even if you enter a weak body.

That was the only thing she found comforting.

“yes. So please be patient. “I’ll go there and get you into a suitable body.”

-i get it.

“Anyway we’ve secured a reasonable training area before we get there.

I didn’t have high expectations but securing the inside of the wagon was quite the achievement.

Otherwise it would have been difficult to do anything.

At least while moving there were conditions to quietly learn the sword technique from the young spirit and enjoy the fortune of retrograde.

-But what are you going to do with that guy?

-Geekie geek!

Cheongnyeong moved the wooden doll’s blocky hand and pointed at someone.

It was Mo Yu-cheon who was still unconscious.

Mok Gyeong-un approached her and tied the loose cloth to cover her eyes.

-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!

She again occupied Ahyeol (啞穴).

With this she was Mok Yu-cheon who returned to her original state.

“It will be quiet if we leave it like this right?”

-….You are quite worthy too.

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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