Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 81

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< Episode 22: Dark Heaven (3) >

Did you say that when a person is extremely afraid their sphincter muscles and bladder become uncontrolled?

Miss Neunghwa fainted her eyes rolling and foaming at the mouth and she even ended up urinating.

-Rurg!

Seeing this Mok Kyung-un clicked his tongue.

“Hmm. “I guess not being able to feel pain and fear are two different things.”

As Mok Gyeong-un regained his appetite he heard Cheongryeong’s voice in his ears.

-I think I know your vocation.

“yes?”

-I think just being a torturer would be enough. If you scare someone like that there’s no way they wouldn’t fall for it. no. They might burn it all before they even torture it.

“Is that so?”

-He was very good at scaring people. Anyway things like this have gotten out of hand.

“I didn’t just mean to scare you.”

Mo Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders and spoke casually.

-……

what?

So were you really planning to show me how you peel off all the skin?

If that’s the case it’s really in bad taste.

At this Cheongnyeong clicked his tongue as if it was absurd.

-Anyway you are out of your mind.

Mok Kyung-un laughed at her reaction and said

“I’m kidding. joke.”

-Quite.

“no. “No matter how much I like seeing blood there’s no way I would do something so inefficient.”

-Inefficiency?

“yes. Should I say it’s a waste of time? It takes too long. And if it dies while peeling off its skin it loses its pulse.”

-……

What makes you feel like you would do something if you had the chance?

I have doubts.

In this guy’s eyes is there any difference between humans and animals and insects?

This guy’s concept of death was completely different from others.

While I was doing that Mok Gyeong-un said.

“Still I know one thing.”

-What do you mean?

“Even if there is no pain I guess I can’t handle the fear.”

I confidently said that there was no pain so I tested to see if there was any fear or panic.

If that were really possible it would be pretty fun.

However contrary to Mokgyeongun’s wishes Neunghwayang could not overcome her fear and fainted.

The young man said this.

-For living beings emotions are an area that cannot be controlled no matter how much one trains them.

“Maybe so.”

She couldn’t deny it.

Even if it’s not necessarily fear.

After her grandfather’s death the anger latent within her did not diminish at all as time passed but only grew.

It was like boiling lava.

At this rate she couldn’t predict when and what she would do.

“Ahh. “Anyway why did this person come to my room and try to do this?”

-what? Are you saying he was trying to procreate with you?

“….That’s a very direct and interesting expression.”

-Why are you acting so innocent again?

Mokgyeongun shrugged his shoulders at Cheongnyeong’s words.

She said sarcastically.

-Anyway if you’ve done a beauty pageant whether it’s breeding or something else it’s really been a waste of time.

The sentient being I had been watching was not a person for whom this would work.

He always doesn’t accept everything purely.

Even if it was a completely unselfish and good intention Mok Gyeong-un harbors deep doubts about this.

In a way it was a type of deception that was quite difficult in itself.

“Anyway I guess I’ll have to wake him up and ask him why he did this. “For some reason I don’t think he would just do something like this.”

-I agree with that.

Knowing the name and approaching him had a purpose.

The purpose was never a physical conversation.

-closely!

Mo Qingyun pressed his foot hard on the center of her chest.

“ruler. “It’s time to wake up.”

Then she fainted and soon woke up coughing.

“Cluck cluck!”

When she woke up she looked blankly ahead for a moment and then Mo Kyung-woon made eye contact with her but then she was startled and avoided her gaze.

Once she had this fear it seemed as if it was deeply embedded in her heart and did not go away in an instant.

She quickly touched her skin with her hands.

And she was relieved.

‘ha.’

If the skin on her entire body had been peeled off when she opened her eyes she wouldn’t have been able to bear it.

Luckily for her that wasn’t the case yet.

Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said looking down at her like this.

“Do you feel lucky?”

-Shudder!

“You have to be awake so I can see the look you make when the skin comes off.”

‘This is crazy…’

Mo Kyung-un’s words gave her goosebumps all over her body.

She thought her fears had disappeared since she became incapable of feeling pain.

But this guy really went beyond the normal range.

The accident is completely unique.

-thud! thud! thud!

Her heart was beating frantically again.

Then Mok Gyeong-un gasped and opened her mouth again.

“It would be difficult if I passed out again.”

At these words she unconsciously said something she should not have said.

“Please!”

‘Huh?’

Now she’s like what did she say?

Was he really begging?

In the process of becoming an agent of Dark Heaven she received so much training.

If you are captured by enemies you must never open your mouth no matter how much you are tortured and in the worst case scenario you must commit suicide.

That was the basic guideline for Amcheon agents regardless of whether they were Gabul soldiers or not.

-closely!

Miss Neunghwa bit her lip.

She was ashamed.

After becoming a body that could not feel pain my emotions dried up and I filled it with joy through the pain or death of others.

Despite all this he believed that he was not afraid of pain or death.

But it seems that wasn’t the case.

It seems that the feeling of fear was hidden in a corner of his heart.

‘It was no different in the end.’

He was an ordinary human being with nothing special about himself.

She had a blank expression on her face but then she looked at her neck and spoke as if she had put her thoughts together.

“Just kill me.”

“I think that would be difficult. “The restriction of this gateway is that murder is prohibited.”

“…”

“In return I think I can make you a promise.”

“A promise?”

“If you just answer the question I’ll skip this fun process and just send it to you.”

A tone that seems patronizing.

It was a proposal that seemed tempting for a moment.

But Neunghwayang made no reply.

Seeing her attitude like that her neck was tired and she smiled and asked.

“The question is simple. Did you come voluntarily? Or did someone send you here?”

“…..”

“Your mouth suddenly became heavy.”

“….”

She has finally overcome her fear and made up her mind but it looks like she will open her mouth easily.

Dark Heaven’s agents do not reveal information even if it means death.

She spoke with her mouth filled with venom in her eyes.

“I’ll wait for you in hell.”

With that she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

And she tried to bite it.

however

-Chakang!

“up!”

Something hard curled between her teeth preventing her from biting her tongue.

‘What is it?’

I can’t see anything.

However the tooth held between the teeth was very hard.

What on earth?

While I was perplexed Mok Kyung-un said something whose meaning I couldn’t understand.

“Soha. “You said you wanted her body right?”

‘!?’

What are you talking about?

Is there anyone here other than themselves?

I don’t feel any sign of anything.

– Creepy!

As I was doing that I suddenly got chills.

It seemed like something cold and creepy was smoothing his hair and a match occurred.

At that moment Ms. Neunghwa could not believe her own eyes.

-Sneaking!

A blurry shape appeared upside down before her eyes.

It was a girl with grey-white hair and the white pupils of her eyes were so eerie.

She got closer and closer to the girl who was coming down upside down like this but no matter how she looked she didn’t feel like a human being.

‘Ears… ears…’

“Eup!”

Neung Hwayang twisted her body and tried to raise her up.

However Mo Kyung-un was stepping on something and his whole body was being restrained by something so he couldn’t move at all.

‘Don’t come! ‘Don’t come!’

The fear was so extreme that the blood vessels burst and the whites of the eyes turned red.

-Srurr!

Eventually for the first time in her life she was able to experience something of her own dwelling in her body.

It was on a different level from what she felt with her five senses.

“Ugh… Ugh.”

Before long the veins on her body were black and bulging and her whole body was convulsing violently.

* * *

There are two people walking fast.

They were Masang the ganja of Mok Yucheon and Jeongjeomaeng Amcheon.

The place they were heading to in such a hurry was none other than Mok Gyeong-un’s room.

“shit. “I shouldn’t be late.”

Ma Sang muttered in an annoyed tone.

Mo Yu-cheon did not respond to his words.

That was because he eventually confessed to Ma-sang that Mok-gyeong-un was his half-brother.

He felt like he didn’t want to talk about it.

However I couldn’t allow him to die without being able to do anything because his muscles and short circuits were destroyed.

So he bowed down to Ma-sang apologized and confessed the truth.

At first Ma Sang could not contain his anger.

[That crazy guy is the third of the Yeonmok Swordmasters?]

It was even absurd.

However he was barely able to suppress those feelings due to Mo Yu-cheon’s continued apologies.

Who would have known that the person who drove Dark Heaven’s agents to their deaths was a scion of a prestigious political faction?

Ma Sang spoke in a whispering voice.

“Mokyucheon. “Can you keep your word?”

“….I’ll try my best.”

“It is not enough to say somehow. “If the circumstances were not like this I would have judged it to be an obstacle to the mission and excluded it regardless of your request.”

This was true.

Regardless of whether they were true farmers or not they suffered too much damage due to tree cultivation.

He was very dangerous and it was right to get rid of him for the future.

However there are only four remaining agents of Amcheon.

The probability of accomplishing the mission has become extremely low.

“Be sure to convince that guy Mok Gyeong-un. “At least to ensure that the deaths of those who died at the hands of this guy were not in vain.”

“okay.”

Mo Yu-cheon pledged with a firm voice.

There was only one thing the Ganja of Masang or Dark Heaven wanted.

It was not Mo Gyeong-un’s sincere apology but the brothers became temporary janitors of Amcheon together with them and completed their mission.

‘Can I convince you?’

To be honest he wasn’t half-confident and he wasn’t confident.

But he had to do it.

He didn’t think that even if the guy had changed from before his ability to make rational decisions would have been impaired.

If that were the case he wouldn’t have survived here.

‘Even though he has changed he is still a true person.’

I don’t think he even forgot his roots.

Mo Yu-cheon felt that he needed to emphasize this point and persuade him.

Maybe this was an opportunity.

If he helps Amcheon a member of the Justice League and plays an important role in the downfall of Cheonjihoe he will be able to remove the shame of being the head of the Yeonmok Sword.

‘okay. He’ll want that too.’

Mo Yu-cheon was organizing in his head how to proceed with the conversation.

Meanwhile he arrived in front of Mok Gyeong-un’s room.

however

‘huh?’

The two people standing in front of the door looked at each other in confusion.

There was no sign of anything in the room.

Mo Yu-cheon asked this.

“…Didn’t you say that one of the agents has already moved?”

“It moved. “Isn’t that why you were in a hurry?”

They came in a hurry because they were afraid that they would be too noticeable if they showed off in the hallway.

Those who were puzzled opened the door.

‘uh?’

As expected there was no one inside.

However the bed in the room was broken and it was quite a mess.

I knew right away that something had happened inside.

Mo Yu-cheon saw this and said with a dark face.

“Is it really too late?”

“…”

Masang looked around the room and answered that question.

“We don’t know for sure yet. “If that woman has completed her mission that bastard should be half sick on his bed.”

“But we don’t have both.”

“…..Maybe he could have been taken to the captain.”

“colon?”

“okay.”

Among the surviving Ganja of Amcheon there was a captain who commanded them.

It was he who gave the order to deal with Mokgyeongun.

Ma Sang said in a slightly sorry tone.

“You don’t know yet so just be patient. “Let’s go to the captain.”

“……i get it.”

They closed Mokgyeongun’s door and went downstairs.

The leader of the Amcheon gang who infiltrated this place said he was staying in the room at the far right of the second floor.

Where they were was on the 4th floor.

I’m going down like that

-Roaring!

There were a lot of boys gathered in the middle of the downstairs area and it was a bit chaotic.

While I was wondering what was going on the horseman stopped and looked embarrassed unable to come down.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Holy shit…”

“what?”

Warriors in red belts were dragging a boy covered in blood.

Moreover not only that but a boy with one leg cut off also had both arms held by warriors in red belts.

Ma Sang looked at them and didn’t know what to do.

Mo Yu-cheon whispered and asked.

“What on earth?”

At that question Masang gritted his teeth and whispered.

“…Both of them are our agents.”

‘!?’

Those two people were none other than agents of Dark Heaven.

What on earth is this?

I’m doing it

“Hahahahaha! “It’s all your credit to find Ganja!”

The warriors in red belts who captured them were seen smiling brightly and patting someone on the back.

He is right

‘Tree tillage?’

Mo Yu-cheon’s face hardened for a moment.

< Episode 22: Dark Heaven (3) > end

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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Jeong, the Slaughtering Scythe Demon, feels joy in killing others. He happens to look just like Mok Gyeongwoon, the third young master of the Mok Sword Manor... “If you pretend to be me and live my life. I will let you out of this prison.” “Will you really give me that chance?” Slash Kill the third young master and live his life pretending to be him. Will the fake Mok Gyeongwoon survive this life? The serial killer begins his new life as the third young master of the great Mok Sword Manor.

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