Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 195

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< Episode 56: Loyalty (1) >

A room with only one candle lit in a lamp.

A man of short stature who appeared to be in his early thirties was sitting in front of the bed with his legs crossed.

Lying on the bed was a tall-looking man with a bandage wrapped around his right eye and head and he was none other than Na Yu-ryang a great disciple of the Cheonjihoeju.

His left eye which had been closed as if he were dead opened.

-Sigh!

Na Yulyang opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the man sitting with his legs crossed.

The man who noticed this shook his head and opened his mouth.

“It doesn’t really look like it.”

“….”

Although he had a deep voice he strangely had a voice that sounded like that of a boy before his transformation.

Na Yulyang who was staring at this man opened his mouth.

“How long have I been like this?”

“It’s three days.”

“three days?”

At those words Yulryang snorted as if he was shocked.

Since he grew up he has never been particularly injured or fainted for this long.

-Wow!

Everything he had ever competed with flashed through his mind.

Everything including the last time I hugged myself.

-Thrill!

But why does my right eye hurt so much?

It wasn’t just there.

He also had pain in his right wrist and right ankle.

To Yulryang who was puzzled by this his man clicked his tongue and said

“His right eyeball was missing and bones in his right wrist and right ankle were crushed.”

“….”

Na Yulyang’s expression distorted at those words.

Hearing that his right eyeball was missing more than any other injured area made him feel as if his nerves were on edge from head to toe.

‘It’s a feeling I don’t really like.’

It’s a feeling I’ve felt for the first time.

Even when I was angry it always ended in discomfort but this lasted longer than that.

Is this a feeling of anger?

The man said to Na Yu-ryang who was showing his anger like that.

“I’m glad you’re awake. Even so I was quite tired trying to stop him from making a fuss because he said he was going to fight King Seomdok.”

“Island Poison King?”

“Why on earth did you fight with that dangerous old man? “Did you suddenly want to subdue King Wu or something by force?”

One of Nayuliang’s eyebrows rose at the man’s words.

Nevertheless the man spoke without the slightest fear.

“Did I say something wrong?”

“….”

If it were anyone else no one would have been able to say such a blunt statement to Grand Duke Na Yu-ryang.

However although Na Yu-ryang expressed his displeasure at the man’s words he did not get angry directly.

Is it because she trusts her man that much?

At that time Na Yul-ryang stared at her man and opened her mouth.

“Did everyone know that I became like this?”

“no. Is that possible? “It wasn’t a minor injury and I would have been quite shaken internally if it was known that I had suffered this much injury.”

They hid this from everyone by blocking the information.

Hearing the man’s words Na Yulyang let out a light sigh and said.

“So is it only you and the old man who know?”

“Yes he came to me so recklessly that I had no choice.”

Her man shrugged her shoulders with an expression of disgust.

Nayuliang asked this.

“Did I tell you not to do anything unnecessary?”

“If you think about the Archduke he asked you to bear with him until he wakes up.”

“…Well done.”

If his serious injury had been made public quite an awkward situation would have arisen.

Her man Ani Moyak was right.

This man called Mo Yak was the closest person among Na Yu-ryang’s confidants.

No he was the only one who lived without fault regardless of social status.

“What are you going to do?”

“huh?”

“I can’t help the eyes but the broken bones will take a month to recover even if we use regenerative techniques.”

“….”

“Can you hold on until you are completely healed?”

“Tolerate it? no.”

I couldn’t do that.

Aside from his own injuries there was a good chance that the bastard would become quite annoying if he didn’t deal with it now.

He saw enlightenment and overcome the wall right before his eyes.

He has a talent as monstrous as himself.

He may have the upper hand right now but if you leave him alone he will continue to grow.

‘I’d like to kill him myself.’

That’s inefficient right now.

There was no need to be emotional.

Anyway he also received help from the old man Baek Saha the island poison king so he will not be dissatisfied with the fact that he moved them.

“Give it to the old man.”

“You’re finally doing it.”

“I don’t have time to wait until everything gets better.”

Hearing his words Mo Yak shook his head as if he knew this would happen and said.

“Of course you would. But before that I think it would be a good idea to listen to this first.”

“From this? “If it’s not urgent…”

“I think you’re in a hurry.”

“What do you mean?”

“Anyway the movements of the second child Confucius Jang Neung-ak and the youngest Lady Wi So-yeon are unusual.”

Nayuliang snorted at those words.

“Leave it alone. Those guys don’t matter. Rather…”

“It looks like they’re trying to hold hands.”

“…what?”

Nayuliang frowned at those words.

What does this mean?

That guy Jang Neung-ak and Wei So-yeon are trying to join hands?

“Is that possible?”

They were like dogs.

Both Jang Neung-ak and Wi So-yeon are anxious to become each other’s successor.

Why are they suddenly holding hands?

But it didn’t end here.

“I thought so too at first but the situation became more complicated while Confucius was lying down.”

“Is it getting complicated?”

“Yes last night all the executives who support the two priests gathered for a meeting. But they weren’t the only ones.”

“Are you saying that if it wasn’t just them there was someone else too?”

“Even the island poison king Amjongju gathered in one place.”

‘!?’

Nayuliang’s expression hardened at these words.

Not only did all the executives supporting the second Jang Neung-ak and the youngest Wi So-yeon meet in one place but even King Seomdog and Jongju Am joined there?

“…These guys.”

Each and every one of their supporters was at a level that was not worth keeping in check.

However if the three people of the five kings King Myeongdo King Pabu King Seomdog Samjongju two people Amjongju Sujongju and Sagokju two people Choeumgokju and Yangamgokju join forces the situation changes.

It was no exaggeration to say that these people alone had already gathered enough power to slightly exceed 50% of the meeting.

‘How can they?’

It was a situation I couldn’t understand.

Because they had different goals they were not the ones to join hands like two priests.

But they suddenly join hands?

This is…

“I think I decided to compete properly with Confucius.”

“…Can you compete with me properly?”

“yes. “Otherwise it would be impossible to take advantage of the situation in which Confucius was seriously injured in such a clever way.”

“….”

“Damn King Seomdog it doesn’t make sense that that old man would do something like this to prepare for what would happen when Confucius wakes up.”

‘!?’

The moment he heard those words something passed through Na Yulyang’s mind.

It was none other than Mok Gyeong-un’s face.

‘under?’

Come to think of it I became a disciple of Baek Sa-ha the King of Seomdog.

If he was a co-disciple of the Lord of the Dark Sect and the King of Summons he could move them both at the same time.

Now the picture is somewhat aligned.

I don’t know how they persuaded the oil and water priests but they weren’t the ones who created this version.

“Mokgyeongun.”

“yes?”

“That guy Mok Gyeong-un created this board.”

“…What are you talking about now? “If you are Mok Gyeong-un you are a disciple of the hostage of the political faction that the new head of the Am clan is said to have received.”

“Yes he did it.”

Mo Yak said in a tone that he couldn’t understand Na Yu-ryang’s confident words.

“Confucius… Anyway I think that’s gone too far. “What on earth can that kid do after only becoming a disciple of the female sect leader for a little over 15 days…?”

“That kid made me like this.”

“Confucius is such a brat…. Huh? “What did you just say?”

“He said he made me like this.”

‘!!!!!!!!’

Moyak was so surprised by those words that he looked at Nayuliang with wide eyes.

What does this mean?

This serious injury wasn’t inflicted by King Seomdog?

“…It doesn’t make sense. Even if he came out of the gate of Sihyeolgok at the top he would only be at the Danju level so what could such a brat do…”

“You climbed over the wall while fighting me.”

“wall?”

Moyak was dumbfounded.

He couldn’t believe his ears for a moment.

Isn’t the kid who was the hostage of that political faction only seventeen at most?

“A wall? Is that possible? He went over the wall…”

“We have reached the border.”

Hearing his words Moyak stared at Nayuliang intently.

It was never a joke.

No in the first place Nayulryang did not farm.

There was no way these words that came out of his mouth were lies.

Mo Yak shook his head and said as if he was tired of it.

“If that’s true the growth rate is so ridiculous. You said you climbed over a wall while fighting? This is really…”

I couldn’t bear to continue talking but what he was trying to say was clear.

monster.

It has surpassed the limits of ordinary humans.

The only such beings that Moyak thought about were his lord Grand Duke Lu Liang and that guy who was said to be the strongest in the Five Lakes.

But now another monster has appeared literally across the country.

Moyak who was dumbfounded finally opened his mouth and spoke.

“Are you really sure that that guy named Mok Gyeong-un started this?”

“….”

There was no answer but Nayuliang was confident.

He is of the same species as himself.

This wasn’t a move that could have come out of the head of a stubborn old man like the two priests or the Poison King.

He was capable of keeping himself in check and no opponent.

‘Do you who are not priests want to fight me properly?’

Isn’t this a guy with a lot of guts?

“Hot…”

“Confucius?”

“Ha…. Hahahahahahaha.”

Na Yu-ryang who was suddenly frowning burst into laughter like crazy.

Mo Yak could not hide his surprise at that sight.

If what Nayuliang said was true this was a very serious matter.

But why is he smiling like this?

I’ve never smiled like this in the first place but it seems like it’s been a long time since I showed my teeth.

Na Yulyang who had been laughing for a while stopped.

Then

“Not bad.”

“…What is it?”

-Shhhh!

At that moment Na Yu-ryang’s entire body radiated a tremendous force and vitality.

“It would be worth killing.”

Finally someone worth hunting has appeared.

Na Yu-ryang truly developed a desire to win.

He had risked everything to defeat an enemy that had arisen within him.

It’s been a long time since that day when I felt this high.

Na Yu-liang said while looking at Mo Yak.

“From now on I will enter the Nine Palace Closed Room to recover and regain my senses.”

“yes? What about the old palace closing room?”

Mo Yak couldn’t help but be surprised.

Of course recovery was necessary but entering the Nine Palace’s closed room meant training in some way.

“It won’t take long. In the meantime you must appease all the remaining executives who claim to be neutral.”

Moyak’s eyes sparkled at those words.

Because he was seriously injured I was concerned that he might have lost his motivation.

But at this rate he didn’t seem to need to worry.

Rather it seems like the guy named Mok Gyeong-un made a mistake.

It was Na Yu-ryang the Grand Duke who did not increase his power or keep them in check because he already considered the priests to be no opponents.

The lord recognized Mok Gyeong-un as his prey and enemy.

This was nothing short of the worst tragedy for him.

* * *

Meanwhile at a similar time.

A deep forest near Shangning Hunan Province.

Mok Gyeong-un who had been traveling north without resting properly for three days in order to meet the gathering time at the gathering point and Mong Mu-yak the son of Lord Nyeopchun Vice President of the Third Guards of the Main Building decided to camp here for the first time and stock up on his physical strength.

After allocating their roles they separated from each other for a moment.

It must have been raining so the surroundings were wet so Mong Mu-yak went deeper into the mountains to get dry firewood Mo Gyeong-un hunted for food and Nyeop-chun organized the camp and prepared traps nearby in case of an emergency.

-Wow!

Mokgyeongun grabbed the neck of the rabbit he found and twisted it.

For Mok Gyeong-un who lived in the mountains for a long time hunting at night was not that difficult.

In his left hand he was already holding the two rabbits he had caught earlier.

-This should be enough right?

-okay. It’s rabbit meat… I want to try it after a long time.

In response to the young man’s words Mok Gyeong-un spoke.

-is it so? Then I’m going to knock someone out so would you like to possess them for a while and have a meal?

-Hoo. Is that so?

It was a frustrating car because it was so confined to the wooden doll.

For the first time in a while I wanted to possess someone and have a meal with them like when I was at Yeonmok Geomjang.

So Mok Gyeong-un returned to the designated camp.

Seopchun also seemed to have had this kind of experience and had organized his surroundings well.

-They haven’t arrived yet.

It seemed that Mongmuyak was still looking for firewood.

The tree is wet so finding dry branches may not be easy.

however

-…Why is he looking at me like that?

Mokgyeongun tilted his head at Cheongryeong’s words.

As expected as soon as Mok Gyeong-un appeared Seop-chun stared at him with a suspiciously anxious expression on his face.

-hmm.

It didn’t seem like he was hungry.

If you were hungry you had to hunt and catch a rabbit.

-Do you know that that sentient being has been glancing at you for three days straight?

-Well roughly.

It was strange not knowing when he was looking at me like that.

So I was on a certain level of caution wondering if I might have received a secret message from the head or assistant head of the house.

It was right then.

Nie Chun looked around then stood up and approached Mo Qingyun.

I don’t know what you’re doing

-Sigh!

Mok Gyeong-un put his index and middle fingers together and made a index finger.

If you’re going to do something unnecessary it’s better to deal with it in advance.

however

“Mokgyeongun.”

“Why are you doing that?”

In response to Mok Gyeong-un’s question Seop-chun came five steps in front of him and scratched his head as if he was embarrassed.

“It’s because I’m really shy about things like this…”

“face?”

“okay. “That’s why I’m talking like this first to a friend who’s younger than me.”

“…What do you want to say?”

“Oh my. Don’t fuss so much. “You said you were embarrassed.”

“….”

Why on earth is this happening?

Although Seop-chun was puzzled he cleared his throat and said to Mok-gyeong-un.

“Hmm. “If you become Lord Hoe’s disciple don’t you need a confidant who can be your right hand man?”

‘!?’

< Episode 56: Loyalty (1) > end

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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