Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 120

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“Then there is nothing we can do. I say this in the interest of fairness. Please don’t be too angry. “I would like the executives to tell me one by one what will be beneficial if I go.”

‘!?’

At Mo Kyung-un’s words the six executives frowned in unison.

Isn’t this the same as saying that anyone who wants to take them should offer a reasonable ransom?

At this Bo Hyeok-so the great ruler of Yeomma Dan could not bear it and opened his mouth.

“You are truly bold. “If you think that the benefits of being a senior are some great right I will tell you that you are greatly mistaken.”

The rest of the executives nodded their heads in agreement to some extent.

It is said that everyone is coveting him as a disciple because of his natural talent but the people here are the executives who lead the Cheonjihoe.

What kind of boldness is this let alone an auction house against them?

Meanwhile Mok Gyeong-un politely bowed to Danju Bo Hyuk-so.

-Sigh!

‘It’s not like I can’t understand what you’re saying.’

At this Bohyeokso chuckled and was about to nod his head.

“yes. I will engrave your words deeply. “Then do the other executives have anything to say?”

“what?”

At that moment the impression of Yeomma Dan’s great care center was distorted.

He almost openly told his executives not to act boldly and to be polite but is this guy making fun of him now?

Bohyukso could not control his anger and tried to get up.

“How dare you…”

“iced coffee. Calm down. “Enma Great Lord.”

“Red Blood Great Lord?”

Daesoman the leader of the Red Blood Corps who was sitting next to him tried to dissuade him.

“Calm down now….”

“I’m a junior who hasn’t even completed my terms of service yet and I passed the gates of Sihyeolgok at the top of my class. Should we who are senior seniors reprimand me for showing that much courage? “It’s a good day so let’s show tolerance.”

‘This is definitely him.’

At his words the right eyebrow of Enma Danju Bohyukso rose.

I’m trying to dissuade him because he talks well but isn’t it just a ploy to make a good impression on that bold guy?

So what are you trying to say to him?

“You said you wanted to hear what the benefits are? Good. Let me talk first. If you follow me I will teach you the position of head of the Red Blood Corps and my German martial arts training method. “If he is as great a warrior as you he will be able to take over my position in the near future.”

At the words of Dae So-man the Great Red Blood Lord Bo Hyeok-so the Great Lord Yeomma clicked his tongue.

If this happens won’t this bold guy’s wishes go his way?

It’s really embarrassing.

I looked at the other executives with an expression asking if it would be okay for the reform center to be like this.

It’s useless to say anything about the Red Blood Daeju and Daesoman since they have the same position but in times like this if the higher-ups draw a strong line…

“I’m sure you can guess what benefits you will get if you become Gokju’s disciple so I’ll just say this. “The only person here who can teach you how to use a sword is Gokju.”

‘this!’

When Hang Yeo-liang the super-alcoholic drinker came forward Bo Hyuk-so the head of the Danma Yanma bit his lip.

He hoped that a line would be drawn but instead even an executive as high as Gokju stepped forward.

If this happens he will have no reason to say anything about the guy.

He said that if he said anything he would be blaming her because of her high rank.

‘shit.’

Maybe he should have just pretended that he couldn’t win.

However if he came out now he would only feel embarrassed because of what he said earlier.

Moreover they were at a disadvantage as they were at the level of a major stockholder who could actually be said to have the lowest position here.

‘But will the Lord of Amjong and the two kings really go to such lengths to take him away?’

There is such a thing as pride.

While I was doing that someone opened their mouth.

“Sword. “Is the path you want to take a sword?”

‘ah….’

The person who asked this question was none other than King Won Byeong-hak.

Seeing him step forward Yeomma Great Ju Bohyukso immediately pushed his butt into the chair he was sitting on.

Now that even the King of Violent Powers has stepped forward the idea of ​​taking this child away has already passed.

“If you have chosen the sword as your path of course you will give it up but if you are a natural martial artist you will be able to pursue your career with any martial arts even if it is not a sword.”

‘occupation?’

Master.

It means to become a master at something.

In the martial arts world adepts who have overcome the wall and reached the state of Hwagyeong are called Bongjong and seeing the King of Byeokryeokwon value Mokgyeongun so highly made everyone click their tongues.

The will to take him really seemed very strong.

“Is the sword the path you have chosen?”

In response to Won Byeong-hak’s question everyone looked at Mo Gyeong-un.

Eventually Mok Gyeong-un opened his mouth.

“It doesn’t matter if it’s not a sword. “The goal is to become stronger no matter what path it takes.”

‘!?’

Hearing these words the eyes of Choyingokju Hang Yeoliang became harsh.

He said he would teach me how to use a sword but saying that was no different from saying he was going to draw a clear line.

I want it but it’s a kid who really gets offended easily.

At that time Won Byeong-hak burst into laughter at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.

“Hahahahaha! “As expected we have a good understanding of each other just like Mujae.”

He was very satisfied with the way Mok Kyung-un answered his question.

If he had no mind and was going to choose Cho-eum Gok-ju and Hang-yeo-ryang he would have clearly drawn a line on this question.

However Mok Gyeong-un did not do that.

That probably means that he has feelings for himself who holds the title of king.

Won Byeong-hak looked at Myeongdo King Son Yun next to him and said triumphantly.

“Brother Son also wanted this but now he has to take it himself.”

Son Yun snorted at those words.

Either way Won Byeong-hak must have been sure that Mok Gyeong-un would come to him so he stood up and spoke to drive a wedge.

“If you become my disciple I will teach you martial arts for the rest of your life not to mention my successor. “If you complete the power fist of the true origin of the text no one will be able to match you with the power of the enemy.”

A promise that may sound arrogant depending on how you listen to it.

Since a line was drawn in front of Hana that it was limited to enemy public power no one said much.

I heard that they desperately want tree cultivation.

‘Come. ‘To be my disciple.’

Won Byeong-hak stretched out his hand towards Mok Gyeong-un.

It was right then.

“It’s truly amazing. A pastoral child.”

‘also….’

Son Yun the King of Myeongdo who was next to Won Byeong-hak the King of Violence eventually stepped forward.

Won Byeong-hak shook his head in disapproval.

Son Yun King of Myeongdo seemed to not mind this at all and said to Mok Gyeong-un.

“The connection between you and the King of Bon is truly deep.”

‘tie?’

At those words everyone including Won Byeong-hak looked at Myeongdo King Son Yun with a puzzled expression.

What does it mean to have a deep relationship?

Could it be that we already knew each other?

As he was doing so Mok Gyeong-un opened his mouth making a gesture with both hands.

“Thanks to the elder King Myeongdo he came here but I never thought I would see him again in this place.”

‘this….’

Won Byeong-hak frowned at those words.

Did you really know each other?

But why didn’t you show anything just a little while ago?

‘Did you do that on purpose?’

To have false expectations and then feel deprived?

If he said something like that he couldn’t help but feel quite displeased.

Then Son Yun the King of Myeongdo continued speaking again.

“That’s amazing. “Even back then I thought I was very talented but I never thought I would survive here.”

“I guess I should say that I had a good experience thanks to you.”

At those words a strange look appeared in Son Yun’s eyes.

I thought he might blame himself for having to endure hardships in the valley but he spoke so calmly which was surprising.

In reality there was no particular look of resentment at all.

‘It’s okay.’

I thought he was just clever but I like how he shows such a calm demeanor.

So he wanted to check just one thing.

“There is something I want to ask you.”

“What do you want to ask?”

“okay.”

“You can say as much as you want.”

“If you get the chance would you like to go back?”

Everyone could not hide their wonder at that question.

What does this mean?

It was difficult to understand what this question meant.

However not everyone was like that.

‘Is that so? Oh hoho.’

Amjongju who knew that Mok Gyeong-un was a hostage to Yeon Mok-geomjang of the Jeong faction nodded his head because he understood the gist of the question.

Clearly this was an important question.

He also wanted to cultivate trees but since his roots were in righteousness he wanted to confirm this.

If Mok Gyeong-un was interested in a political faction it would have been useless to accept him as a disciple.

At that time Mok Gyeong-un opened his mouth.

“I don’t particularly attach any meaning to going back. So I came here on my own.”

As soon as those words were finished the corners of King Son Yun’s mouth rose.

He heard the answer he most wanted to hear.

At this Son Yun stood up and said.

“You have been reborn as not only a martial artist but also a talented person suitable for this association. good night. Then become a disciple of this king. If you do that this king will protect you until the end even if your origin becomes an issue in this council in the future. “You will know what this means.”

‘!?’

At these words the other executives murmured softly.

What do you mean by origin?

Now that I think about it these brothers were co-principals at this Sihyeolgok gateway so I was curious about what school they came from.

At this Hang Yeo-ryang the owner of Choeum Gok opened his mouth.

“What do you mean by origin?”

“It’s just as you heard.”

“like that? So the King of Myeongdo knows the child’s origins so what’s the problem with that?”

At this question Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom who was on the podium looked embarrassed.

Even though he was possessed that shell could be said to be the son of the Yeonmok Swordmaster of the political faction.

If its identity is revealed it will have quite a big impact.

‘Did you mean it?’

Lee Ji-yeom looked at Son Yun the king of brightness.

He cleverly created a sense of crisis without revealing Mok Gyeong-un’s identity.

He was not talking about the benefits but rather highlighting the losses and convincing them that only he could protect them.

‘If this happens I have no choice but to be dragged along.’

The lord’s position seemed to be in trouble.

Son Yun the king of Mingdo was an outspoken man and had many disciples under him so he did not particularly want to recommend him.

However if he came out like that the current lord had few allies and was in a position where he should not make enemies so he might have no choice but to take the hand of the King of Myeongdo.

‘You’re more of a strategist than you look. ‘King of Myeongdo.’

Amjongju covered his mouth with his hand and smiled.

At first glance it may sound like King Son Yun of Myeongdo would protect Mok Gyeong-un if he became his disciple but this was literally a warning.

Don’t forget your situation.

That proposal is a strategy to psychologically subdue the opponent.

From the moment his identity as a member of the political faction is revealed Mok Gyeong-un will be placed in an awkward situation.

‘I guess there’s nothing we can do.’

If he were Mo Qingyun he would have no choice but to choose Sun Yun the King of Ming Province.

Only then could a safe fence be obtained.

Son Yun the king of Mingdo was a man with clear opinions and stubbornness so he made sure to keep his word.

It was his best move to overcome the weakness of his origins.

At that time Mok Gyeong-un opened his mouth.

“Ahh. “That could be a problem.”

“okay.”

If you know that there is only one choice.

Even if it has been left unwritten and its true identity has not been revealed if it becomes known as a whim of Hoeju do you think it will become a fence to protect others like it did itself?

I’m not willing to take that kind of risk.

‘ruler. ‘Take my hand.’

however

“Hmm. In that case we can make it clear here.”

“Are you sure? “What is that…”

“If this is going to hold me back I think it would be better to tell you in advance.”

At those words King Son Yun’s eyes wavered.

What is this kid going to do now?

hereto

“Wait… stop….”

King Son Yun of Myeongdo tried to dissuade Mok Gyeong-un.

however

-Park!

Mok Gyeong-un put his hands together and made a sweeping gesture and spoke loudly.

“Greetings again. “I am Mok Gyeong-un the third son of the Yeonmok Sword Chief of the political faction.”

‘!!!!!!!!’

As soon as those words were spoken everyone including the executives the warriors of Sihyeolgok who did not know the truth and even the cadets became agitated.

This was something no one expected.

The final chief of Sihyeolgok Gwanmun which has produced the best late-stage experts in the Cheonjihoe for a long time is from Yeonmokgeomjang a prestigious shaman of the Jeongpa faction?

But how did he become involved in the Hyeolgok Gate here?

Then Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said.

“I would like to add one more thing: I was held hostage by the King of Myeongdo here.”

‘!?’

For a moment King Son Yun was dumbfounded.

Are you going to reveal with your own mouth everything that could be a fatal weakness and gossip?

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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Status: Completed
Jeong, the Slaughtering Scythe Demon, feels joy in killing others. He happens to look just like Mok Gyeongwoon, the third young master of the Mok Sword Manor... “If you pretend to be me and live my life. I will let you out of this prison.” “Will you really give me that chance?” Slash Kill the third young master and live his life pretending to be him. Will the fake Mok Gyeongwoon survive this life? The serial killer begins his new life as the third young master of the great Mok Sword Manor.

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