Episode 1: Opportunity (3)
Mok Gyeong-un died after breaking his neck.
A strange man who was dazed for a very brief moment.
But it didn’t last long.
“You bastard!”
-Pot!
The gunman furious reached for the boy grabbed his neck and pushed him against the wall.
-thud!
It was absurd.
Even though Mok Gyeong-un is only a third-rate martial arts expert he is an ordinary civilian.
Even though he was a death row inmate the difference between him and someone who had learned martial arts was stark.
But no matter how surprising it was does it make sense for Mok Gyeong-un to have his neck broken in an instant?
He was perplexed but the boy spoke to him with an expressionless face.
“…He shouldn’t make a fuss even if he did burn sleeping incense right?”
“what? “You’re like that now…!?”
The gunman frowned at him.
I grabbed his neck and he didn’t seem to be in pain at all.
He speaks rather calmly.
‘Now that I think about it why is this guy’s neck like this…?’
His neck muscles are quite developed like a person who has trained external energy.
At this level I think I can break it if I apply my strength properly.
‘Could it be that you have practiced external skills? no. If that’s the case there must be at least some skill.’
External work also needs to be based on my luck.
But this guy really has no skills.
It seems that he is not a simple guy.
It was a weird thing going on in his head but that wasn’t what mattered right now.
“Crazy guy. Master gave you a chance but you really turned around. “For someone who gave a chance to a mere death row inmate…”
“Am I misunderstanding the purpose of the stand-in?”
“what?”
“In the first place being a double is about taking risks on behalf of the real thing. Of course it is an opportunity for me to extend my life for about three more days but if I were to act as a stand-in while escaping a death row inmate doesn’t that mean I can kill him at any time?”
“…”
A boy who talks quietly.
The boy was momentarily speechless at the boy’s words.
This guy is smarter than you think.
If he were an ordinary civilian or an ordinary death row inmate he would have been busy overcoming the crisis of the moment.
‘How could something like this be done in the first place?’
However it wasn’t enough to have a fleeting insight into the situation; I was taking a risk.
He could die right now.
‘What kind of guy…’
Although it seemed absurd the boy opened his mouth.
“Can I ask you one thing?”
“This guy understands the current situation….”
“You said you were an escort but you are quite cold-hearted considering your master is dead.”
“This bastard…..”
“If you have this much reason left in a situation where you have to want to kill it doesn’t seem like you have much affection for your master do you?”
“under!”
The gunman was shocked by the boy’s words.
He was aware of his feelings to the point of feeling bad.
As the guy said the gangster didn’t have much affection for this master who was no different from an asshole.
I was just embarrassed and angry at this unexpected situation.
Of course that did not impair my judgment enough to kill this guy right then and there and escape from the golden palace of the government office.
‘It’s not even worth it.’
He is just being swayed by people like the boy on death row.
If things have gotten to this point like he said he should kill this guy.
However if this guy also loses in a situation where Master lost his life he will try to take responsibility for it with his own life at the Yeonmok Swordsman.
‘It’s so fucking screwed up.’
He somehow made the Three Dukes the head of the family became the commander-in-chief of the Lotus Swordsman and his plan to spend his old age leisurely came to nothing.
Because of this damned death row inmate all the investments made so far were in vain.
The boy said to the dejected man.
“If you don’t have any affection in particular how about changing carriages?”
“Change carriages?”
“Wouldn’t it be convenient to think that the guy lying on the floor right now is a prisoner who will be executed the day after tomorrow?”
A boy who speaks casually.
Looking at him the stranger was shocked and yet somehow got goosebumps.
Isn’t this damned death row inmate saying he’s going to become Mok Gyeong-un?
-closely!
The gunman applied more force to his grip on his neck.
“Tsk…..”
Only now did the boy let out a groan as if it was a little painful.
The stranger said glaring at him.
“Did this damned death row inmate kill you for that purpose?”
The boy sighed and smiled at his words.
“Is there any other reason?”
‘!?’
Hearing the boy’s words the gunman swallowed his saliva.
How on earth did he come to be?
The way he thinks seems to be completely different from that of ordinary people.
Cleverness is not common.
No he may be on death row because he was like that from the beginning.
‘This guy is dangerous.’
He felt that it might be better to kill him now regardless of whether the Yeonmok Prosecutor’s Office would hold him responsible or not.
His senses were speaking strongly.
Regardless of his martial arts skills or age there is nothing good about being associated with this guy.
-Wow!
“Oops!”
He gave his hand more strength.
It will be difficult for him to endure with all his strength.
“Don’t be funny. “It’s better for you to just die here.”
Let’s kill it.
Even if it means starting anew.
At that moment the boy suddenly grabbed his wrist.
-Park!
“It’s no use. “I don’t know if I killed you through luck but I am different.”
I try to hit it lightly with the other hand that is carrying the inner attack.
-Park!
‘This guy?’
I held on.
It felt like I hit an old tree trunk.
I felt elasticity in his wrists and his muscles were very strong.
Enough to withstand the power of internal energy.
At that moment the gunman tore off the boy’s sleeve with a quick move of his hand.
‘!?’
The monster’s eyes shook.
The shape of the dense muscles was clearly visible to the eye.
It was almost as if my developed muscles lost elasticity as if I had been training my external strength for ten years.
Now the secret has been revealed.
‘….You deserve what happened to you.’
It wasn’t just luck of surprise.
Looking at this guy’s muscle density it seemed like it would be difficult to hit him without some serious attack power.
His body alone was beyond what a third-rate warrior could handle.
‘If this guy learned martial arts properly…’
He might have become a considerable expert.
But if he wants to learn Neigong properly he should start at least 5 to 10 years old.
If it is too late impurities will accumulate in the meridians of the entire body slowing down the circulation of internal energy.
-Aaaah!
At that time the wrist that was holding his neck began to hurt.
The guy was trying to force his hand away.
‘What strength does this guy have?’
He was using a 7-star attack power and tried to shake it off with force.
It was no exaggeration to say that strength alone was a business.
I feel like if I let my guard down I’ll really let loose.
‘It won’t work.’
In response the gunman used Geumnasu’s method.
I let go of the hand that was holding his neck grabbed the guy’s wrist and bent the joint so that it went toward his back.
‘Huh?’
It happened so quickly that the boy was helpless and his wrist was broken.
‘How did they do it?’
Does this also mean martial arts?
If that’s the case it seems strange.
He used his own strength to break his wrist.
But thanks to this the hand that was clutching his throat was released and he could breathe easier and speak.
-Sreung!
The gunman was seen taking something out of his waistband.
It was a dagger.
It looked like he was trying to stab himself with it.
So the boy said:
“Is there any need to kill me?”
“what?”
“If there is no antidote my body will die so I have no choice but to listen to you don’t I?”
At those words the gunman stopped for a moment from stabbing him with a dagger.
This situation was so absurd that I forgot about it but the guy had eaten the poison he brought with him.
But thinking about this makes me even more absurd.
‘under!’
How could a man so dogmatically capable of doing such a crazy thing?
He was almost wondering why a bastard who couldn’t survive anyway would do this if he didn’t give him the antidote.
‘If the master dies there is no one else but himself is this it?’
The cleverness went too far.
Then the boy said.
“I am the Yeonmok Swordmaster and the Three Dukes and I am not interested.”
“Not interested? But now doing something like this…”
“There’s just a reason to live a little longer.”
“Live long?”
What on earth are you talking about?
While I was wondering the boy spoke in a meaningful voice.
“You are the one who has the antidote so you can manipulate me like a puppet as you wish.”
The kidnapper stopped at the boy’s words.
He just thought that his retirement plans were ruined.
This was because he wanted to achieve a peaceful life unlike in the past.
He also felt that he was tired of going somewhere and investing his time.
How much research and time did he spend to find his ideal location?
‘Treat it as you wish…..’
I was momentarily troubled.
It was tempting but he was not stupid.
He’s only experienced it briefly but this guy is extremely dangerous.
He is a clever guy and difficult to control.
However if he is a guy who is this obsessed with life he will not be able to defy himself for the time being even if it is because of his dogmatism.
‘…Should I use this as an opportunity to change rope?’
There was only one reason he wanted to hire a double in the first place.
It is to save the master’s life.
But the master was already dead.
In that case it was a good idea for him to use this guy to change the line.
If you become a powerful person and try to move this guy behind his back it will only cause more trouble for him.
‘okay. ‘Let’s use it and throw it away.’
The gunman thought for a moment and made a decision.
He decided to use him only until he could change lines.
The gunman warned.
“If you show even the slightest sign of foolishness you will be killed. “If you break my command you will die.”
“All right.”
The boy answered without the slightest hesitation.
“If you don’t take the poison neutralizer within twelve o’clock the poison will spread to your five organs and six parts so you must remember that.”
-Park!
Eventually the gunman let go of his arm.
And he spoke to the boy who stood up.
“As of this time you are… Mok Gyeong-un.”
“All right. “Can I call you Gam Howie?”
“okay.”
“You can speak less in front of others right?”
“….okay.”
I didn’t want to be treated poorly by this guy but there was no harm in making sure.
At that time the boy or rather Mok Gyeong-un approached the ‘real Mok Gyeong-un’ who was lying down.
Then he started taking off his clothes.
‘hmm.’
Howie Gam looked at him disapprovingly.
Seeing them try to change their clothes with the real thing even though they weren’t told to do so is truly cunning.
The only thing to be sad about was the dead ‘real Mok Gyeong-un’.
– Swoosh!
Mok Gyeong-un takes off his shroud.
‘…Look at this guy.’
His upper body had highly developed and dense muscles.
Even though there are red bandages wrapped around the chest and abdomen if the shape of the muscles is clearly visible you can guess the extent of the condition.
‘This is a body that has not trained external energy.’
It was like that before but seeing it now was even more surprising.
The eyes of Gam Howie who was staring at Mo Gyeong-un’s upper body narrowed.
‘But it looks like he was seriously injured to the point where the bandage looks like that. Why does he look fine on the outside?’
That was the question.
It may have been an old wound but it was a recent one.
However Mok Gyeong-un’s complexion and movements seemed to be normal.
‘What on earth?’
I was curious about what this guy was doing and was put on death row.
It seemed like I needed to meet Gwan’s acquaintance again.
At that time Mok Gyeong-un who had changed his clothes turned to him and said.
“Can I borrow your dagger?”
“Dagger… why is that?”
Mok Gyeong-un said casually pointing towards the head of the dead ‘real Mok Gyeong-un’.
“Young master’s body is weaker than mine so I think we’ll have to leave only his head and take his torso.”
“…..”
It certainly makes sense but this guy is also creepy.
It seemed to him that it would be best to change lines quickly.
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