Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 263

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Haeyeong Yakseon (解營藥仙).

He is said to be the best doctor of his time along with Doctor Hoeta (懷他鳴醫) and is known to have no one second to him in terms of his knowledge of pharmacy.

Haeyeong Yakseon saved countless people with his outstanding medical and medicinal skills.

There was an opportunity for him to become famous throughout the midfield.

That was about 30 years ago when a large number of casualties occurred during the Red-Taiwan War.

As a result corpses piled up like mountains and rotted causing an unknown and terrible plague to spread.

This plague spread quickly and covered the entire Shaanxi Province in just seven days causing chaos everywhere.

However fortunately the plague ended without leaving Shaanxi Province.

That was because Haeyoung Yakseon created a medicine for the plague.

With this opportunity Haeyoung Yak-seon who was originally an unknown person was able to be reborn as the best lawmaker of the time along with Hoeta Myeong.

However despite this reputation not much was known about him.

Few people even knew where he lived or what his real name was.

“…If the Munno you are talking about is the name we know it is the old name of Haeyeong Yakseon.”

‘!?’

Mok Gyeong-un frowned at Gyeom-chang’s words.

As expected Munno was the name of none other than the grandfather who raised him.

Because his grandfather had died at the hands of a ghost sword he thought that these organizations might know about him so he asked about it.

But then something completely unexpected came out.

“What… do you mean?”

“That’s literally it. “The only name I or we know Munno is the name Haeyoung Yakseon used in the past.”

“Haeyoung Yakseon is the name used in the past?”

“…Are you sure?”

“Unless it’s someone with the same name he’s the only Munno we know.”

Hearing his words Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.

What does this mean?

He came out into the world to find the enemy who killed his grandfather and learned many things.

Among them of course was the reputation of Haeyeong Yakseon.

Mok Gyeong-un who found out about his existence just thought that he was a famous doctor who knew more about medicinal herbs than his grandfather.

He didn’t really care what revenge had to do with it.

But this was completely unexpected information.

‘Grandpa is Haeyoung Yakseon?’

Mo Kyung-yun’s mind became confused.

He had something in common: knowledge of medicinal herbs and good use of them but based on that alone can we really say that Haeyoung Yakseon is the same person as his grandfather?

Mok Gyeong-un said pressing his knee on Gyeom-chang’s chest.

“Mr. Moon Noh has been secluded deep in the mountains for over seventeen years. How could someone like that be called Haeyeong Yakseon….”

“Did you just say seventeen years?”

“yes.”

Those were the years he lived with his grandfather.

however

“Seventeen years are even more certain.”

“yes?”

“Haeyoung Yakseon disappeared for almost eighteen years and his whereabouts are unknown. “If that man you know Noh Moon has been secluded for so long he must be Haeyoung Yakseon.”

“….”

In fact the more confident he looked the more his mind became twisted.

‘Is Haeyoung Yakseon really your grandfather?’

It was thought that his excellent pharmaceutical knowledge where there were no medicinal herbs he did not know was simply due to the fact that his grandfather was a herbalist who had lived in the mountains for a long time.

But when I thought about it there were few people out there who knew medicine as well as my grandfather.

‘under….’

He had only ever thought about finding his enemy and had never thought about finding out anything about his grandfather himself.

It was also because I had never seen anyone who knew the name Munno in the first place.

Gyeomchang relished in the sight of Mok Gyeong-woon becoming speechless after discovering the truth he had not known before.

‘Munnorani…’

They had been looking for the whereabouts of Haeyeong Yakseon for a long time.

However in an unexpected situation I met someone who knew the whereabouts of Haeyoung Yakseon which was truly unfortunate.

‘It’s a shame.’

If not in this situation it would have been a big mistake.

But now all of this was meaningless.

‘Haeyoung Yakseon…’

The conversation he had with Baek Sa-ha the King of Island Poisons flashed through Mo Gyeong-un’s mind.

[Then you really don’t know who the ghost sword is.]

[okay. What Nobu learned from competing with him…]

[He was seriously injured by a man named Haeyoung Yakseon who was said to be the best pharmacist of his time. Are you saying that’s all you know?]

[…I didn’t really believe it at first. Until now no one knew that Haeyoung Yakseon had learned martial arts. He was a pharmacist.]

[That could have been hidden.]

[okay. Maybe so. One thing is certain: if Haeyoung Yakseon is really the one who seriously injured Ghost Sword his poisonous attack far exceeds that of Nobu.]

Remembering this Mok Gyeong-un organized his thoughts step by step.

It seems he never really knew about his grandfather.

Even so I felt so foolish for just clinging to a sign that I would only seek revenge.

‘Fame…. Martial arts….’

Why did his grandfather hide all this?

He knew that the grandfather he knew was a man who was aloof from such things.

But did he really have a reason to hide it from himself?

No he knew this would happen so he most likely hid all of this.

‘…It’s strange.’

However if his grandfather was Haeyoung Yakseon there was something incongruous.

‘Master Baek Sa-ha said that the ghost sword was definitely defeated by Haeyoung Yakseon.’

This means that my grandfather’s martial arts skills were stronger than those of the Eight Stars who were said to be the best martial artists of the time.

Could such a grandfather be easily killed by a ghost sword?

No of course this is not completely impossible.

This is because the swordsman trained tirelessly for 17 years so his martial arts advanced and he may have surpassed his grandfather.

‘This may also be a possibility.’

Although he lived with him for 17 years he has never seen his grandfather practicing martial arts.

Of course for a master who has reached a high level training through meditation or imagery may be more effective but I have never seen him do that.

It was possible if one side was trained and the other side remained the same or regressed.

However there was one more thing to check here.

‘It is certain that the battle between the ghost sword and the grandfather left a scar on the grandfather. However this person clearly said that the ghost sword does not leave a mark on those it kills.’

Several guesses become possible here.

One is that Lee Ja lied and that the Ghost Sword killed his grandfather and left a scar.

However he has to leave a mark on the dead to become a trace.

So this was probably not the case.

Another speculation is that because his grandfather was old he exhausted his energy while competing with a ghost sword and lost his life.

But could a master of the level of a noble sword make such a mistake?

This too is somewhat unlikely.

underneath

‘…A third party appeared and killed my grandfather who was weakened after competing with a ghost sword.’

-closely!

Mok Kyung-un’s fist gained strength.

It was most likely.

That way it makes sense that the traces left by the ghost sword on my grandfather would still remain even after death.

When his head was cleared up to this point Mok Gyeong-un looked at Gyeom-chang and asked.

“What is the relationship between that organization and Munno or Haeyoung Yakseon?”

“…What is that….”

“Just be moderate in your flirtatious behavior. “I know Haeyoung Yakseon’s real name which is not known to the public and Haeyeong Yakseon died at the hands of a ghost sword.”

“what?”

“They say Haeyeong Yakseon died at the hands of a ghost sword.”

“That can’t be possible.”

“What makes that impossible? “There was a mark of that organization left behind by the ghost sword.”

Gyeomchang frowned at these words and said.

“Didn’t I tell you? Why would a ghost sword leave such a mark? Moreover Haeyeong Yakseon must be captured by the organization…”

For a moment Gyeomchang closed his mouth.

I planned to give him the information he wanted but to cut out as much information related to the organization as possible.

But he made a mistake.

“Captured alive… As expected there was a third party.”

“what?”

Gyeomchang questioned Mok Gyeong-un’s unknown words.

What do you mean there was a third party?

Mok Gyeong-un said to him who was puzzled.

“You don’t know that why are you trying to capture Haeyoung Yakseon alive?”

Gyeomchang answered that question right away without even thinking about it.

“I don’t know.”

“…No good will come from not answering.”

“I really don’t know. “I was simply told to secure his safety.”

“Do you know that?”

“what…?”

-Dudeuk!

“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

The sound of a collarbone being broken was heard and Gyeomchang screamed.

Any broken bone was bound to hurt but I had no idea that my collarbone would hurt this much.

As he was suffering Mok Kyung-un spoke into his ear.

“Now we can tell whether they are hiding something or not. “I hope he doesn’t make me want to kill him ten times over.”

“Off.”

“There is no answer. Should we try breaking his left collarbone this time? No that wouldn’t be enough. It might be a good idea to break it down into pieces. Let’s start from the right side…”

“Stop that!”

“That’s not the answer you want.”

-Pud!

“Kwaaaah! “I heard that Haeyoung Yakseon is hiding something important.”

Finally words came out of Gyeomchang’s mouth.

“What? “What is that?”

“Kwaaah. I really don’t know that. “Except that he deceived him stole it and disappeared…”

“You stole it?”

Is this something important to this organization?

But did his grandfather have anything important to hide?

I remembered everything about what was in the house but there was nothing that seemed particularly important.

“You really don’t know?”

“It’s true. Please believe me.”

Gyeomchang sincerely pleaded.

“hmm. What is it that you don’t believe in? “I think it might come out if I squeeze it hard.”

Mok Kyung-un’s finger which was digging into the flesh tried to turn to the side.

Gyeomchang embarrassed by this spoke hurriedly.

“I am just a mid-level official belonging to the second world. However a high-ranking noble swordsman belonging to the first world might know.”

“Ilgye?”

For an instant Gyeomchang’s expression went beyond stiff and became distorted.

‘Ahhhh.’

In the end even after talking about the organization’s position system Gyeomchang became truly desperate.

Now that I have revealed up to this point the information has been pruned and my report has become meaningless.

Mok Gyeong-un asked him.

“Is my job the highest position in your organization?”

“…That’s right.”

“The organizational system goes down to the First World the Second World and the Three Worlds… I guess it goes something like this?”

“…That’s right.”

“How many levels are there?”

“There are a total of five worlds.”

“Hoo.”

If you were a mid-level executive at the second level among the five levels you were in a high position at the top.

In fact there was no way a person with this level of inaction could have held a low position.

However to the extent that not all information was shared it seemed clear that this organization was truly run as a branch organization.

“If you are a mid-level executive in this world you will be quite high but is information limited to that extent?”

“Haha…haha…there’s nothing special about being a mid-level executive.”

“okay. “Then do high-ranking executives at the first level or higher know a lot?”

“At least you know more than me.”

“In the end you should ask the higher-up executives.”

“….”

“great. Then where can I meet that high-ranking executive? “I would be more grateful if you told me your identity.”

“I really don’t know that. Do you think that I who is only from another world would know what and where the revealed identities of the top executives of my world are?”

“I don’t understand. “Then who do you report to on missions?”

Gyeomchang was momentarily speechless at that question.

He seemed to have asked the right question.

No matter how branch an organization is there are targets to report to and must be connected in order to operate.

It didn’t make sense to say it didn’t exist.

“Tell me. Who do I report to? “Is this the one you mentioned earlier?”

“This is all nonsense. There’s no way someone like me could report directly to him right? “He is a noble person that even we in this other world cannot meet.”

“Noble one?”

asked Mok Gyeong-un who was tilting his head.

“What is the identity of that noble person? no. I don’t think he would know this if he didn’t even know his immediate superior the Demon Sword. So what do you call this being? “You’re not going to just call him ‘He’ are you?”

“that….”

Gyeomchang hesitated for a moment.

Anyway he told this guy pretty much everything.

Even if they said what they called him this guy wouldn’t be able to find him.

Mok Gyeong-un said to him who hesitated.

“If you want to test my patience…”

“I was going to say something. We call Him this. “I don’t know exactly why he calls me that but the third… oops!”

It was that moment.

Before he could finish speaking the veins on his neck and face swelled.

‘!?’

Mo Gyeong-un who realized something was wrong grabbed his head and face to calm his swollen blood vessels.

But

‘what?’

He was trying to control his energy but he felt something was off.

It was different from the normal flow of energy or rapid swelling that caused his blood vessels to overflow.

This is…

-Pacak!

“….”

In an instant Gyeomchang’s head exploded.

There was no time to do anything.

Thanks to this Mok Gyeong-un’s hands face and even his clothes became covered in blood.

-Park! dump!

Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes became sharp as he pushed away the dead body of Gyeom-chang.

He died trying to say something which meant he was banned.

However this was not a ban due to martial arts.

This unpleasant and sinister energy rising from the dead body of Gyeomchang was none other than the main force containing the curse spell.

What this means is simple.

‘Prohibition through martial arts.’

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