< Episode 38: Skills (3) >
When they all retreated Mo Kyung-un sent a message to Cheong-ryeong with a smiling face.
-I have to kill that blind man first.
-…I knew you would say that.
This was a young spirit who thought that this clever guy would naturally say that.
Cheongnyeong clicked her tongue and said.
-I managed to handle it pretty well but what are you going to do about that guy?
That guy.
It meant Gochan who is possessed by Ha Chae-rin.
Wasn’t the original purpose of coming out to retrieve him?
In response to that question Mok Gyeong-un sent a message.
-I already sent a message to the Gochan guard to keep an eye on them.
-surveillance? Whoa.
It seemed like a good decision.
Right now we’re three inches away but there’s no doubt that we’ll get back together in some way.
In this case if Gochan naturally takes on the role of watchdog it will be easier to deal with whatever happens later.
-He doesn’t seem to mind possessing a girl’s body so he’ll do well.
‘Is that so?’
Mok Kyung-un tilted his head.
I remember Gochan frowning the whole time and not even making eye contact with me.
In any case he said that he would soon change his body into a man so he thought he would fulfill his mission well.
Then the young man spoke.
-But contrary to my concerns I guess I figured it out well.
During the time they were together she often acted unexpectedly so she was worried that Mok Kyung-un might cause an accident without thinking about what happened next.
However contrary to these worries he seemed to have calmed down now.
But
-Because there are eyes that see.
-okay. There are some people that that eunuch sentient being has attached to them so you better be careful.
-That’s not necessarily the case.
-That’s not it?
-yes.
With those words Mok Kyung-un glanced somewhere.
Then he quickly chuckled and headed back to Amjong’s manor.
Just like that Mo Gyeong-un disappeared and two people appeared behind the fence about a dozen streets away.
One was a short man with a beard and the other was a woman wearing bamboo and cotton thread.
The short man said to her woman.
“miss. “It seems like there is a misunderstanding between the person named Mok Gyeong-un and the second Confucius so why are you just sending them away?”
A bamboo-covered woman whom a short man called “Missy.”
She was none other than Wei Shao-yeon Hui Zhou’s third disciple.
“well.”
“yes?”
She gave a vague answer to her man’s question.
She was caught up in a strange feeling when she learned from an informant just before the city that Mok Gyeong-un whom she had met at the city’s Hyeolgok Bogo was a hostage of the political faction and was a senior at the city’s Hyeolgok Gate.
‘Orthodox faction?’
Why did the talent he coveted come from a political faction?
If you think about it carefully there was no other shaman in the Jungwon martial arts family who unified the government and used the surname Mok (木) other than Yeonmokgeomjang.
‘Mokgyeongun…’
He was a talented person who was coveted enough to entrust him with his identity card but his identity was truly surprising.
Because of this she had quite a bit of regret after hearing this information.
‘Did I do something for nothing?’
At the time I gave her a plaque because I liked her but she said she was a hostage to a political faction so I thought it might hold her back.
But what can you do with something that has already been given to you?
So I thought I would meet Mok Gyeong-un once again and decide whether or not he would be of help to me.
Even though she was from a political faction’s hostage she was in a position that could not be missed because she passed the Si Hyeolgok Gate as the top student and became a disciple of Amjongju.
But coincidentally while on her way to visit Mok Gyeong-un she saw him meeting and talking with his second brother-in-law.
‘…You really seem like a scoundrel.’
That’s what he thought since he saw that he also coveted the second death sentence.
Gyeruk (鷄肋).
It refers to the part of the chicken ribs that has so little meat that it is difficult to eat or not to eat.
Mo Gyeong-un’s existence now was like that to Wi So-yeon.
Recruiting him right away put a lot of pressure on the person who was a hostage to a political faction and had to rally support.
However seeing that he had become a disciple of Amjongju who was in charge of information and ganja and was also targeting his second executioner Jangneungak it was a shame that he was taken away.
The short man looked at her and said something to her.
“That aside is what I said earlier true?”
“What?”
“Didn’t Prince Jang Neung-ak say that the hostage of that faction had gone beyond the peak?”
Wei So-yeon’s eyes narrowed at his words.
They could not see or hear properly as they were hiding at a wide distance and trying to kill any sign of the enemy as much as possible.
However she also heard Jang Neungak’s words.
[It’s very rare for someone who hasn’t even signed the contract to go beyond the realm of climax.]
‘It’s strange.’
This was questionable.
She had met Mo Qingyun and Sihyeolgok just two days ago at the report.
At that time she saw firsthand the inaction of tree cultivation and even tried her own hand to see what level it was at.
However Mokgyeongun’s inaction at that time was at the peak of maturity even if given highly.
‘He definitely wasn’t hiding his skills.’
But how did I hear that it reached its peak in just two days?
This aroused my doubts.
There was no way that her second brother Jang Neung-ak would have made up a story that was not true for someone he met for the first time.
“miss?”
Wei So-yeon quietly opened her mouth at the short man’s call.
“…I need to check it out myself.”
There was nothing faster than experiencing it with her own eyes.
If he had truly surpassed the pinnacle in such a short period of time he would definitely be recruited regardless of his origins.
* * *
Seokjung the guard of Amjong guided Mok Gyeong-un to his lodgings in the manor.
Since he became an official disciple treatment in cancer was certain.
He was allowed to use an entire outbuilding with a garden all to himself and there were four warrior guards guarding the place as well as two servants.
But looking at them like this Mok Gyeong-un clicked his tongue inwardly.
‘It’s all surveillance.’
From beginning to end they were also learning martial arts.
Thanks to this Mok Gyeong-woon was clearly aware that all of these people were responsible for monitoring his every move.
-It must have been quite unpleasant.
Mok Gyeong-un chuckled at Cheongryeong’s words.
He was annoying but I understood.
Even if he said that he was the master of Amjong he would not easily give up his suspicions just because he was his disciple.
Surveillance was a natural procedure.
This will probably go on for some time before he can definitely put his doubts aside.
-What level is it?
-The two attendants are third-class and the four guards are all first-class warriors.
Their level was clearly visible to Mo Kyung-un who opened his ghost eyes.
It was not difficult to guess inaction just from the size of the energy.
-Even if your inaction is low it will be difficult to move carelessly because there are many guards.
-You shouldn’t do that.
-I won’t let it happen.
He also seems to have something in mind.
As they were looking at the outbuilding Seokjung put his hands together and wrapped his arms around Mok Gyeong-un and said
“My mission is over so I will step down.”
“ah. “Did you say you were a Seokjung escort?”
“yes.”
“I have something to ask you quietly. Can we talk for a moment?”
“yes?”
Guard Seokjung couldn’t hide his surprise at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.
However there were many guards watching around so it didn’t seem like there would be any particular problem if they talked about something inside.
Guard Seok-jung sent a light hand signal to the guards guarding the annex and followed Mok Gyeong-un into the annex room.
-Squeak! thud!
After closing the door Seok-jung the guard naturally asked Mok Gyeong-un who was sitting on a chair at the round table.
“What do you have to say?”
“Are you going to report on me?”
“…yes?”
Guard Seokjung was momentarily dazed by Mok Gyeong-un’s sudden question but belatedly asked back.
He asked me a question but I didn’t expect it to come out so openly and directly.
To this Seokjung responded by ignoring him.
“What do you mean by that?”
“It’s just the two of us so you can be honest. “You’re going to report it right?”
At Mok Gyeong-un’s question Guard Seok-jung’s expression hardened.
Could it be that he called this guy into a separate room to ask him not to report to him?
If that were the case it would be a huge mistake.
Seokjoong said in a serious voice.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about but I only follow the orders of the squire.”
“yes. I guess so. But don’t do that.”
“…What on earth are you talking about?”
“It’s just as you heard. “I don’t know if you will act as my watchdog in the future but please only report to Master to the extent that I have allowed.”
Seokjung’s eyes became sharp at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.
I now understand the order of the head of the clan who had ordered me to be closely monitored because I was a hostage to political factions.
What on earth is this guy doing?
If he receives orders from the head of the clan and knows that he is being watched isn’t it normal for him to be self-respecting or not treat others carelessly?
-widely!
Guard Seok-jung said to Mok Gyeong-un with both hands folded in a respectful manner.
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear what you just said. But if you keep forcing something like that on me I have no choice but to do it…”
“You will regret it.”
what? Do you regret it?
This guy was truly arrogant.
Although he was an official disciple he could be dismissed if Master Amjong changed his mind at any time.
But are you now trying to threaten yourself the watcher?
At this the guard Seok-joong seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and turned around and said.
“I can’t hear it anymore. “It belongs to me…”
-Sigh!
At that time Mok Gyeong-un held out his hand.
at that moment
-sudden!
“Huh?”
The body of the guard Seok-joong who was trying to go out was forcibly pulled by an invisible force.
He tried to hold on by raising his strength but it was no use.
-Park!
In an instant Seokjoong flew forward and fell to the floor.
-thud!
“Huh!”
Mok Gyeong-un stomped on Seok-joong’s back.
-closely!
“Tsk!”
Since he had seen Mok Gyeong-un compete with the subordinates of Hoe-ju’s second disciple earlier he knew that he was no match for him.
But what is this?
Could it be that he was just pulling himself in using the technique of emptiness?
‘That doesn’t make sense.’
To be able to attract people by offering something out of thin air wouldn’t it be possible if you were a master who had reached the pinnacle of perfection?
If it is a drama of extreme perfection it can be said that it is a super expert at the level of five kings.
Of course this wasn’t a proper air raid.
It was a ceremony of wearing clothes one of the Pasapal ceremonies.
“What the hell….”
“fizzle. Please be quiet. “If you talk too much people outside eavesdropping won’t be curious.”
“….”
Seokjung closed his mouth at Mok Gyeong-un’s words.
He had in advance used hand signals to tell the guards outside to stay close just in case.
That’s why all the guards and servants were currently stationed near the outbuilding.
Seokjoong said calmly.
“…If you know that why are you doing this to me?”
“Why are you doing this? “Are you asking because you don’t know?”
“Even if Confucius is a master whose subordinates can’t do anything I will only follow the orders of the Lord Empress….”
-Sreung!
At that time Mo Gyeong-un pulled out his sword from its leather sheath.
Seokjung must have been nervous at the bright and sharp force coming from the sword body so he swallowed dry saliva.
Is this person really blind to nothing?
He says there are guards outside but he’s really the one who drew his sword…
-Sigh!
At that time Mok Gyeong-un grabbed the blade of the sword and pointed it at the sword handle which was the handle of Seok-jung’s sword.
What on earth are you doing? The moment you do it
-Sheep!
‘!?’
Seokjoong blinked.
What the hell just happened?
I felt like I was in a daze and couldn’t remember what happened for a moment.
It felt like when I woke up from sleep.
Then I heard Mok Gyeong-un’s voice.
“I have a small desire. “I want to marry my lover who is also from the same guard build a manor in the outer castle and live happily.”
‘!?’
Seokjoong’s eyes widened.
what?
How on earth did this guy know that?
Mok Kyung-un pressed his foot on his back and said to him who was embarrassed.
“But if the lover dies that simple wish will come to naught.”
Hearing Mok Gyeong-un’s words Seok-jung was so moved that he pushed off the floor and tried to raise himself up.
however
“Off.”
There was no way that was possible since we were behind in aerodynamics to begin with.
Mok Kyung-un smiled and said to him.
“I hope you don’t lose your strength by doing something pointless.”
“You…you! “If you do something like that…”
“Wouldn’t it depend entirely on Seokjung’s escort’s efforts to make you not want to do such things?”
“….”
In response to Mok Gyeong-un’s threats Seok-jung the guard kept his mouth shut.
He had to endure it unconditionally for now.
This guy was someone the sect should never have as a disciple.
He decided to pretend to give in and then go straight to the lord and tell him.
however
-Poof!
There was a sound from the window.
It was a sound like a weather strip being pierced.
-widely!
Guard Seok-joong’s eyes were shaking like crazy at the butterfly-shaped ornament that fell in front of him.
It was an ornament that he had given as a gift to his lover.
“This…this….”
Mok Kyung-un bent down and whispered in his ear as he looked embarrassed.
“Next time you won’t see jewelry but your lover’s severed head. Do you understand?”
‘!!!!!!!’
For a moment Seokjung’s heart seemed to stop when he saw Mok Gyeong-un’s face.
He was smiling but the moment he met Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes which were all filled with malice a chill ran down his spine and he immediately wanted to vomit out what was inside him.
“You look like you’re going to cry at any moment. Did someone eat you? Go to sleep. Wake up.”
-Tap!
Mok Kyung-un lightly patted his back and immediately helped him up.
And then he spoke to Seok-joong who was astonished.
“Please just inform the teacher that Huizhou’s second disciple came to visit but I politely refused and they returned. Leave out the story about who I fought or anything like that. “Okay?”
“…Oh I understand.”
“yes. “Then go out.”
Hearing Mok Gyeong-un’s words Seok-jung hurriedly tried to go outside.
However my legs were shaking so it was difficult to walk properly.
He was only able to walk out of the door by circulating his entire body with internal energy.
As I went out I saw guard warriors and servants waiting right in front of the annex in case of an emergency.
Seokjoong asked them.
“Did Confucius come out while he was there?”
“What does that mean? “Weren’t we still talking inside?”
“exactly. “No one came out. Did something happen inside?”
‘!?’
Seokjung’s expression hardened at the words of the guards.
Looking at their reactions it seemed as if Mok Kyung-un had never come out.
But how on earth did they get this butterfly-shaped ornament?
He couldn’t understand anything at all.
– Creepy!
Seokjoong had goosebumps all over his body.
What kind of ghost is crying like this?
He didn’t even say what he was hoping for but wouldn’t you know it? He didn’t even go out and he brought back the jewelry he gave her?
It was hard to believe that all of this was real.
“Suk escort. “Is that because of what was discussed inside?”
“…There wasn’t much to talk about.”
“But how?”
“It’s because I’m a little unwell.”
Seokjoong couldn’t say anything.
It seemed to him that if he could sit still and do such strange and frightening things he could easily do as he was warned.
‘You can’t say it. nothing.’
All Seokjoong wanted to do was get out of here and catch his breath.
“…I’m done with my work so I’ll just go.”
With those words Seokjung hurriedly left the outbuilding.
Mok Gyeong-un came out of the annex and approached them as they looked at him like that and wondered what was going on.
Then he smiled and said.
“You put in a lot of hard work. Since you will be joining me from now on would you like to have a cup of warm tea together?”
< Episode 38: Skills (3) > end
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