Episode 15 Proposal (2)
“You…be my disciple.”
‘!?’
Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes sharpened at these words from the assistant manager.
Even so he was in a state of considerable discomfort due to being swayed by the magic method.
‘Did I do something useless?’
Mok Kyung-un turned his eyes and looked around.
First of all no one was seen and there was no sign of anything special.
Did he use magic to lure himself here because he was confident that he could handle it on his own?
‘Ten paces.’
At this distance it seemed like he could be easily overpowered.
He learned the Gyeongsin method and became faster than before.
And compared to the martial arts people the physical abilities of the warriors were significantly lower.
‘If I kill him before he uses his magic…’
“If you think you can do anything to me because there’s no one around I’ll tell you you’re mistaken.”
“…..”
He was not as tactless as I thought.
However there is clearly no sign of it.
And he didn’t have any amulets or anything with him.
There’s nothing wrong with trying it once…
-Shudder!
Mo Gyeong-un paused.
The moment I left my footprints on the floor I felt the energy around me distort.
That alien energy when you take your hand off the carriage.
It was similar to that but this one was sharp as if swinging a weapon.
“You’re quite sensitive.”
A strange look appeared in Mr. Cho’s eyes.
Of course being a smart guy he expected that he would get out of line one way or another.
That’s why he took action in advance.
“To live in a harsh world you must be thoroughly prepared. “That is the first lesson I will give you.”
“…..”
Hearing his words Mok Gyeong-un looked around.
There was no talisman or anything like that.
But why did I feel such an ominous feeling the moment I was about to take my steps?
The more I dug into Bangsul the deeper it became.
Mok Gyeong-un looked at Cho Bang-sang and opened his mouth.
“…I never said anything about becoming a disciple.”
“Do you think you have a choice?”
“I know you seem very interested in me but I also have my own position.”
“position? under.”
Joe Bangsa sneered.
Then he took out something from his waistband.
It was a wooden doll with an amulet written on it.
Bangsa Jo threw it and caught it and said.
“You don’t want this back?”
Mok Gyeong-un saw this and tilted his head slightly.
Then out of curiosity he sent death energy into his eyes and looked at the wooden doll and he seemed to see something inside.
However the energy was barely visible so it was difficult to tell without concentrating.
“You were trying to protect me but have you already forgotten?”
“That can’t be right…”
“okay. That’s it. “Did you really think I would have left this dangerous thing there?”
“…..”
“He’s an interesting guy. “Even the best swordsmen rarely have vengeful spirits as food spirits.”
It was only after sealing the demonic horse in a wooden doll that I learned about it.
Not only did he learn martial arts on his own he placed a vengeful spirit as a food spirit which was difficult for even the best swordsmen to do.
He was a talented person who could not help but be desired as a disciple.
“I don’t know how you did it but if you willingly agree to become my disciple I can return this to you.”
I thought it was a pretty good suggestion.
He must have done considerable research of his own to use vengeful spirits as food spirits.
So I thought he wouldn’t want to lose his food spirit easily.
But
“You don’t have to give it back.”
“what?”
“It’s already out of my hands so what can I do?”
“….under?”
Look at this guy.
You must have gone through a lot of trouble to turn the Vengeful Spirit into a food spirit but did you give it up so easily?
Are you coming out strong on purpose?
“Does that mean it’s okay to get rid of this vengeful spirit?”
“Do whatever you want.”
It was almost absurd that there was no sign of regret.
The thinking is different from other radiologists.
No is it because he came from a military background in the first place?
“Hmm.”
If you get rid of this vengeful spirit like this guy said you will look small.
After all a teacher’s vessel must look big.
Bangsa Cho threw a wooden doll at Mokgyeongun.
“Take it.”
-widely!
“…Why are you giving it to me?”
“Do you think my vessel is small enough to covet what belongs to the person who will become my disciple?”
Mo Kyung-un laughed inwardly at his words.
He really wants to accept himself as a disciple.
What should I do?
First of all there were three options.
I don’t know what kind of trap it is but do you take some risk to kill Mr. Cho and escape?
Or will he handle it and escape under the pretense of offering to become his disciple?
The last one
‘….It’s dangerous but I became that person’s disciple and infiltrated the Heaven and Earth Association.’
It was the most dangerous than the previous two.
If he had come across the person who had noticed his pursuit at that time he could have been killed before he could take revenge.
‘Is the second better after all?’
This is my favorite method.
This is also the method I used to enjoy the most.
At that time Joe Bangsa spoke.
“I wouldn’t turn down the offer if I were you.”
“Why?”
“If you become my disciple you have a better chance of surviving so is there any reason to worry?”
“…..”
“Do you think there is a high probability that you will be able to go and live there since you have mastered the secrets of this meeting at will? Probably not. It is a place where life comes and goes just by the mood of the owner or executives. “If you become my disciple you can at least increase your chances.”
“…..”
Mok Gyeong-un whose expression does not change.
Seeing him like that Mr. Cho clicked his tongue inwardly.
Is this method meaningless for this guy?
Actually this is the guy who bargained with the King of Myeongdo by holding his sword to his own throat.
‘Do you have no regrets about life? Or is it completely calculated?’
If it’s the latter you need to change your method.
Joe Bangsa clicked his tongue and said.
“If he goes out strong he’ll just break down. good night. How about this? “You will learn it anyway when you become a disciple but I will teach you a magic technique that can contain food spirits into a medium.”
“…What do you mean?”
“It’s just as you heard. “Isn’t there a similar if slightly different example in your hands right now?”
At those words Mok Gyeong-un looked at the wooden doll he was holding in his hand.
No energy was felt in the wooden doll with the word “Bong” written on it.
Mok Kyung-un’s eyes twinkled as he stared at this.
“You seem to be interested in these things.”
Mr. Joe chuckled.
He figured the guy would definitely be interested.
‘If you want to take that vengeful spirit with you of course you’ll need it.’
Otherwise people who stand out will try to exterminate the radiants without even knowing that they are food spirits.
I thought this magic was what Mok Gyeong-un needed now.
And the prediction came true.
‘They say you can hide the energy of a food spirit…’
Even so it was Mok Gyeong-un who was looking for this method.
It was an offer he liked more than the one he had previously risked his life for.
If there were great masters such as outstanding Bangsa or King Myeongdo it was impossible to have Cheongryeong or Demon Monk close to them.
Master Cho said to Mok Gyeong-un who seemed so interested.
“How do you feel? Now do you want to become my disciple?”
“If I become a disciple will I be able to learn what I just talked about?”
“of course.”
Mok Gyeong-un said this.
“If you do please tell me the technique first. Then I will become your disciple.”
“Please tell me first? Hahahahaha. How difficult would it be to tell you? But if you want to know that you must first swear.”
There was no way it could have gone that easily.
Naturally he thought he wouldn’t go over so Mok Gyeong-un slightly ate it.
Then Jo Bangsa pulled out something else from his belt.
It was a small chain link.
“Take it.”
-Poof!
-Changerang!
Mok Gyeong-un received this and was puzzled.
Then he said:
“Wear it on your wrist and say this. “I Mok Gyeong-un will become Jo Eui-gong’s disciple and follow his wishes.”
“…..”
At those words doubt appeared in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.
“You mean wearing these chains?”
“okay.”
“….I don’t think you’re just asking me to do it.”
“Isn’t it obvious? “How could I trust this guy who tried to run away even though he was practically a pawn and just make me my disciple?”
“So what happens when you take that oath?”
To that question Bangsa Cho or rather Bangsa Jouigong answered with a smile.
“There are restrictions.”
“Restrictions?”
“Once you take that oath you will not be able to harm me in any way. It’s almost absolute.”
‘Of course you have no choice but to follow the orders I give you.’
When Bangsang Jo Ui-gong accepted someone he liked as his disciple he passed on this chain of incantations.
If you make an oath by putting yourself on the line through a chain of commands you will never be able to refuse your command.
However I didn’t say this because there was no way he would easily follow me if I told him this.
‘How will it come out?’
But he’s so suspicious that I don’t know if he’ll swear easily.
While doing so Mok Gyeong-un wearing chains opened his mouth.
“Please keep your promise. I Mok Gyeong-un will become the disciple of the Duke of Jo and he will obey his will.”
That was the moment the words ended.
The chains rattled subtly and trembled.
Seeing this Joe raised the corners of his mouth and was satisfied.
‘This is what I have.’
He was the type of person who had to have what he wanted unconditionally to relieve his anger.
Joe’s ball pulled out from his bosom something folded made of cowhide.
“Take it.”
-Poof! widely!
Mo Gyeong-un grabbed it with one hand.
It said this on it:
[Secretariat of Poetry]
“What is this?”
“It’s a magic trick created by Master Lee. “Memorize everything and return it while you return to Cheonjihoe.”
“….Are you not keeping the promise?”
“Is that possible? “It contains the magic you want.”
“thank you.”
“Call me Master.”
“thank you. “Master.”
Bangsa Joui-gong who looked satisfied at being called a master got down from the rock he was leaning on and walked somewhere with his cane.
Mok Kyung-un said this.
“Aren’t you going to release the spell that was in effect?”
If I didn’t cancel it I couldn’t walk even a single step.
In response to this question Bangsa Joui-gong smiled and said.
“I’ll give you about an hour’s worth.”
“yes?”
“There is a way to cancel the magic spell so look for it carefully. If you find it there and can’t come back something pretty embarrassing will happen. Hahahaha.”
With those words Bangsa Joui-gong entered the forest toward the southeast and disappeared.
At this Mo Kyung-un let out a light snort.
Are you already trying to teach yourself?
‘That’s fun.’
It didn’t matter what method it was.
All you have to do is skip as much as you can.
-Srurr!
As I was doing so not long after someone came down from the sky.
She was none other than Cheongnyeong.
-Now the radiation has left your side.
Mok Gyeong-un looked at her with eyes filled with suspicion.
“It’s not fake right?”
-FALSE? What nonsense are you talking about? Rather it was funny to see him running around in place alone after being caught in a magic trick. Shouldn’t you have done more?
“It’s true.”
-……On what basis are you sure it’s real?
“Well…there is something like that.”
Should I say it’s a feeling?
Cheongnyeong asked Mok Gyeong-un.
-But why did you do something so unbecoming of you?
“What are you doing?”
-It seems like the chain contains quite a strong force so I asked why you made that oath.
“I’m trying to get this.”
Mok Kyung-un waved her Simun secretary at her.
Then she snorted and said
-You did that to get something like that? Did you become stupid all of a sudden? Or is it because you have the confidence to break out of that trap?
“There is no need to go out and sleep.”
-what?
Mok Gyeong-un casually removed the chain from his arm.
she asked frowning at this.
-Do you really fall for it that easily?
“no. “In the first place an oath is an oath that must be made in one’s own name.”
-under!
At those words Cheongryeong finally realized why Mok Gyeong-un had made such an oath.
In the first place Mok Gyeong-un was not his real name.
Of course there was no way that a spell would be established and a spell would be caught.
‘Then yes.’
With this medicine there was no way he would do anything to lose money in order to learn magic.
-If you do that you got what you wanted. Are you going to try to run away again?
“….I was thinking about doing that but I’m worried.”
-Change?
“yes. “I wonder if it would be better to go under the lamp.”
Although it was a place with great risk it was in some ways the darkest place.
Cheongryeong gave a strange look to Mok Gyeong-un’s words.
Mok Gyeong-un asked this.
“It looks like you have something to say. Even if that wasn’t the case I also wanted to ask you something.”
-What kind of sophistry is it that you say you have something to say but then have something to ask?
“I want to ask you first.”
-What did you mean?
“Why do they think that the sword Chosik shown by Cheongryeong is real and not Pasapalsik?”
Even if it wasn’t I wanted to ask that.
Cheongryeong kept his mouth shut at Mo Gyeong-un’s words.
-……
“You don’t want me to know?”
-Whoa.
She sucked her dick in silence and exhaled smoke.
Usually when people react like this they don’t have the heart to tell you.
Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders.
“Well if that’s the case there’s nothing we can do.”
-……
“I need to take a look at this first. That way both the demonic monk and the young spirit will be by my side…”
-Are you really going to go there?
“yes?”
-Cheonjihoe.
Her somewhat serious question reminded Mok Kyung-un of the look in his eyes from the roof.
The blood-red eyes seemed as if everything would be stained with blood.
But even now a little bit of that anger is evident.
“Depending on the situation.”
-……It’s truly a coincidence.
“What?”
-It’s about the situation.
“Hmm. “What do you want to say?”
In response to Mok Gyeong-un’s question Cheongnyeong exhaled her smoke at length and held out her hand to Mok Gyeong-un and said
-If you are really going to go there become my disciple.
“…..hmm.”
Mo Kyung-yun scratched his head.
Today it seems like I hear people telling me to become a disciple everywhere.
Even the young man heard it.
“Uh… I don’t know why you’re saying that but we’re both disciples and all…”
-The weight is different.
“yes?”
-Becoming a disciple of the Lord means that all living beings must bear the karma of the month and carry out a bloody purge.
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