Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 38

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Episode 10 Martial Arts (5)

Is this guy really the Mok Gyeong-un he knew?

Mo Yu-cheon who was glaring at Mo Gyeong-un with angry eyes opened his mouth in a similarly low voice.

“….Yes you are right. “If emergency services go to other brothers my situation is obvious even without looking at it.”

“Now that I understand the situation well…”

“By the way. Have you ever thought that if I beat you to death I could make you cry out loud?”

-closely!

With those words Mo Yu-cheon grabbed Mo Gyeong-un’s wrist which was on his shoulder.

And he gave strength by increasing his internal strength.

Perhaps because of this the veins on the back of Mo Kyung-un’s hand swelled as if they were about to burst.

Mo Yu-cheon said full of joy.

“With just a little bit of force I could cripple your wrist.”

-Aaaah!

Mok Yucheon tightened his hands even more.

I could hear something twisting in his hand and even if he held it just a little longer it was really dangerous.

‘Do you know that if things go wrong I can get away with it too…!?’

Mu Yuchun frowned.

I thought Mok Gyeong-un would be in pain and suffering at this level.

However there was no change in Mok Kyung-un’s expression.

Instead he was just staring.

‘this guy?’

Can you tolerate this?

The bone in your wrist is on the verge of breaking. Are you not anxious?

Mo Yu-cheon was dumbfounded for a moment.

This didn’t seem to be a question of patience.

“….What are you? Are you really Mo Gyeong-un?”

‘omg!’

At the words that came out of Mo Yu-cheon’s mouth the expression of the guard Gao-chan who was watching restlessly from behind hardened.

I felt anxious because the contact lasted too long.

Could it be that they got caught?

In that case it could be said that it was the worst situation.

But then Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and looked straight at Mok Yu-cheon and opened his mouth.

“Then what do you think?”

Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes narrowed at the sight of him not shaking in the slightest.

He was so different from the cowardly and cowardly man he knew that he even felt a sense of alienation.

Mok Gyeong-un said to him.

“You talk like you know me well but what do you mean you know?”

“I don’t know about you…”

“okay. What do you know? “Why are you asking me what you know other than that we are half-brothers and that an incident occurred two years ago?”

“…”

Mok Yu-cheon closed his mouth in response to the question in a confident voice.

It was so confident that I actually had nothing to say.

I was surprised at how much things had changed in the past two years but when asked the question in reverse I didn’t know what to say.

Even before I bumped into him two years ago I never had much conversation with him.

Because he was a half-brother and the offspring of a lowly gisaeng everyone ignored him and stayed away from him.

This guy was the same.

‘it’s annoying.’

But why is this guy being so arrogant?

When he asked what he knew about himself it was actually something he wanted to say to the people of this pastoral village.

-Wow!

Mok Yuchun who was biting his lip soon relaxed his grip.

And he let go of Mok Gyeong-un’s wrist and said

“Let me ask you just one question. “Why am I growing up?”

“Why you?”

“okay. None of you acknowledged me. If you do that you can make a deal with those famous bloodlines.”

Hearing those words Mok Gyeong-un said casually.

“I just thought you were better among your brothers.”

“…..”

At that moment Mok Yucheon closed his mouth.

Mu Yuqian looked intently into Mu Qingyun’s eyes.

He thought that just like he did Mok Gyeong-un also hated him because of the incident two years ago.

But it was really surprising to hear him say this.

Of course it wasn’t a problem that their relationship suddenly dissolved because of this.

‘…Maybe I thought of this guy too simply.’

That’s what I thought.

He wanted someone to know him but he never tried to know anyone either.

Perhaps tree cultivation has really changed in the past two years.

Mo Yu-cheon let go of his guard stood up straight and said.

“Phew….I understand. “Let’s do something.”

“good.”

“What do you want?”

Although he did not show it on the outside Mok Yu-cheon was secretly worried about what Mok Gyeong-un would ask.

Giving a non-level certificate which is said to be a martial arts title exclusively for Jangju was tantamount to making a huge concession.

Considering its value he would never have asked for something light.

He hoped it wouldn’t go beyond what he could handle.

Mok Gyeong-un held out three of his fingers and spoke to Mok Yu-cheon.

“I have three requests.”

“what?”

“I think it’s worth this amount.”

Mo Yu-cheon did not respond to Mo Kyung-un’s words.

Because he said no.

So it seemed like he would have to wait and see what he would ask for first.

“It’s still a lot. “What is it anyway?”

“It’s not such a difficult request for you.”

“…I get it. “Say it.”

“First if you become the leader I don’t know about the other brothers but don’t touch me.”

At those words Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes lit up with a strange look.

It certainly wasn’t a very difficult request.

Or perhaps it was a natural request from Mok Gyeong-un’s point of view.

If he were to receive the support of his vassals and become a lord he would naturally go to war with his other half-brothers.

‘Even if I don’t like this guy it’s not a bad request from my perspective.’

Even just one person can reduce the number of enemies.

To this he answered willingly.

“i get it. That much is acceptable. What’s next?”

“If he becomes the leader he wants continued financial support.”

“Financially?”

“okay.”

“……good.”

This wasn’t a particularly difficult request either.

From what I heard it sounded like he was asking for continued responsibility as a member of Yeonmok Sword rather than asking for a lot of money.

Mo Yu-cheon thought it was not a bad thing so he accepted it.

Surprisingly I thought it was fortunate that there were not as big a demand as I had feared.

He couldn’t let down his guard.

The last request could have been big.

“What’s the last one?”

“This isn’t a big deal either. “I want to learn about the basic skills of Yeonmok Geomjang and how to practice martial arts.”

“what?”

Mo Yu-cheon frowned at the unexpected request.

Seeing him like this Go Chan felt uneasy inside.

Somehow he was lucky enough to get over the identity issue but if he was asked this he couldn’t help but have doubts again.

‘Will it work?’

I was anxious but Mok Kyung-un spoke casually.

“You heard. “I want to learn about the basic techniques of Yeonmokgeomjang and how to learn martial arts.”

Mo Yu-cheon said that he did not understand these words.

“You know that right?”

“I know.”

“But why are you asking for that? “There’s no need to…”

“I’ll be honest. “There is actually no need for the third request.”

‘Huh?’

Go Chan looked at the back of Mo Gyeong-un’s head wondering what this was.

No what is this?

You don’t need it?

Just like this kind of high praise Mo Yu-cheon was also puzzled and asked a question.

“No need?”

“okay. Because the first two are what I really want. “But the third and final request is simply because I have something to personally confirm.”

Mo Yu-cheon frowned at those words.

Then he tilted his head and said.

“What are you checking?”

“It’s nothing special. “I’m just trying to make sure what I know is correct.”

“You want to check if what you know is correct?”

“okay. “There is no other reason.”

Hearing Mo Kyung-un’s words Mo Yu-cheon let out a faint laugh.

Gochan was puzzled by that appearance.

I didn’t understand why Mo Yu-cheon looked like that rather than being suspicious of Mo Kyung-un’s ambiguous words.

However I could tell from what Mok Yu-cheon said next.

“Are you really doubting your father?”

‘!?’

“Do you think my father would have taught me differently?”

‘no?’

Gochan’s eyes widened at those words.

No this was a completely unexpected method.

It’s not that Mo Yu-cheon was suspicious but I didn’t expect him to make a guess on his own like that.

In line with this Mo Kyung-un spoke casually.

“I just want to check.”

“It’s no different.”

“You can tell by listening to what you say.”

Mo Yu-cheon snorted at those words.

Then he shook his head and said:

“There’s no point in checking but you’re doing it for no reason.”

“If nothing else just let me know. “I can tell right away whether it’s different or not just by listening to what you say.”

“You’re asking for something so ridiculous.”

“There’s nothing to lose anyway.”

“…Well that’s the way it should be.”

“Then you can tell me the basic ball structure right here. “I’ll let you know right after you tell me.”

“what? “Here?”

Mo Yu-cheon glanced around frowned and asked a question.

Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders and said.

“why? Are you doing this because you’re afraid someone will overhear? Or is it that you don’t have the confidence to memorize it if it is told to you orally?”

Mo Yu-cheon said these words in an irritated voice.

“You are just confirming what you already know and I have to memorize the first verse of the Ascension Martial Arts that I learned but it’s different!”

“Ah…I see. “Then would it be better to write it down and send it to me?”

Mo Yu-cheon paused for a moment at these words.

It may have been easier to write it down and send it to me but when I thought about it it didn’t seem right.

‘I should listen here.’

It was something you never knew.

Even though he checked the secret certificate Mok Gyeong-un could have given the wrong information.

In that case it would have been better to hear it orally here.

That way you will be able to tell if something is wrong when you order it multiple times.

Mo Yu-cheon thought it was a good idea and said.

“No let’s do it here. Instead keep singing until I memorize all the verses.”

“Well it’s not that difficult.”

That’s how the deal between the two was concluded.

* * *

Even after two inspections about two hours had passed.

On the way back to the pharmacy.

Guard Gochan looked at the light-stepping back of Mok Gyeong-un and stuck out his tongue.

‘It’s really amazing.’

I had no choice but to admit it this time.

He knew that Mok Kyung-un was smart because he had experienced it all along but he didn’t know it would be to this extent.

From the beginning Mok Gyeong-un’s only request was basic work.

However by making plausible demands in advance Mok Yu-cheon was able to reduce his suspicions.

In addition Gibongong also naturally created an atmosphere by asking to check if the composition was consistent with what he knew.

‘Ha…really…’

It was incredibly clever.

Actually there was some luck involved.

Thanks to Mo Yu-cheon’s guess and guesswork Mo Gyeong-un took advantage of the situation.

This was possible because he was incredibly quick.

‘It would be difficult to be more natural than this.’

He was a great guy.

But there was one thing I was curious about.

He seemed to have heard the basic technique of the ball from Mok Yu-cheon but for the purpose of confirmation he only heard it once.

Is it possible to memorize so many phrases after hearing them just once?

Gochan who was debating whether to ask or not finally asked.

“….Confucius. “But I think I only heard you once. Are you okay?”

“What is it?”

“There are too many verses to memorize at once…”

“What’s so difficult about that?”

“yes?”

“Wouldn’t you be able to memorize that much after hearing it just once?”

‘!?’

Gochan’s eyes widened at those words.

No you memorized so many basic exercises that are almost half an hour long after hearing them just once?

Basic training included everything from boxing and swordsmanship to basic fortune-telling techniques and gyeongshinbeop.

It was definitely not something that could be memorized after hearing it just once.

Even Mo Yu-cheon who was said to be a gifted martial artist could only memorize it after Mo Gyeong-un sang it to him orally eight or nine times.

“…Did you really memorize it all at once?”

“yes. “It’s not that difficult so what’s strange?”

“…..”

It’s not that difficult?

So does that mean you and Confucius Mu Yu-cheon are fools?

He thought it was amazing that he was able to memorize it in about two hours by just listening to it.

‘under.’

If this is true this guy’s brains could really be extraordinary.

Gochan who was shocked inside shook his head.

This guy couldn’t be judged using common sense.

So he thought it would be better for him to just do it himself.

“….no. I didn’t have the confidence to memorize it all at once so I asked. Anyway I’m glad the transaction was completed successfully. But are you okay?”

“What is it?”

“It was a transaction but is it okay if I obediently tell Prince Mo Yu-cheon the amount of money?”

Mo Yu-cheon’s personality was better than that of other Confucius.

Most likely unless something serious happens they will keep their agreement.

However I did not feel like something was a waste.

Still didn’t he give up the opportunity to receive the support of his vassals?

Mok Gyeong-un spoke to him casually.

“There is no problem in informing you if it is not the correct structure.”

“……yes?”

Gochan frowned.

What does this mean again?

“Confucius…what do you mean by that?”

“iced coffee. “Maybe it was just me who knew.”

“yes?”

Mok Gyeong-un put his arm around Go-chan’s shoulder as he questioned him and whispered in his ear with a grin.

“Because it’s a secret only Gochan Escort knows. In the nine lines of Yeonmokhwasimbeop and Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol I was told to reverse the letters or give them a different meaning once in every thirteen or fourteen characters. “I was nervous that I might get caught but somehow I got over it.”

‘!?’

When Go Chan heard those words he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

I thought it was strange that this guy was so obediently handing over the emergency documents.

However he did not teach the correct principles of mind and sword determination but changed them around at will?

If you learn something like that incorrectly you could suffer from a poisonous fire and end up incapacitated or even killed.

“Confucius then…”

“why?”

Mok Kyung-un asked with his signature cold smile.

‘!!!!!!’

Gochan got goosebumps all over his body.

This guy was not at all interested in whether the youngest Confucius Mu Yuqian was doing anything wrong.

‘…This guy is truly a devil.’

The atmosphere earlier was somewhat warm.

I thought it was a deal that would satisfy both parties but it wasn’t at all.

The winner of the deal was this devil.

-Whoa.

However there was another being who looked down at them from the air and clicked his tongue.

It was a young spirit.

Cheongryeong smoked a gombangdae and looked at Mok Gyeong-un.

‘Crazy sentient being.’

It was truly absurd.

That sentient being named Gochan was completely unaware of this.

The fact is that Mok Gyeong-un sang the same phrase to Mok Yu-cheon nine times without making a single mistake while improvising and improvising 80 characters in between.

It goes beyond the level of having extraordinary brains.

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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