< Episode 23: Sihyeolgokju (1) >
Mok Gyeong-un who heard about some of the memories read from Gyu So-ha who took over the body of Neunghwayang responded that it was interesting.
Although he was still not interested in how this martial arts world worked he was able to guess the relationship between the organization called Jeongjeongmaeng and the Cheonjihoe through the information Soha read.
‘Hostile relationship.’
What’s interesting here is why they fight.
They are hostile to each other because they have different beliefs and perspectives.
Mok Gyeong-un found this very old-fashioned.
What kind of emotion does the idea of risking one’s life for having different values rather than a simple benefactor relationship come from?
“It’s a mess…it’s so inefficient.”
-Inefficiency. Yes that is also true. However there is nothing as scary as values or beliefs.
“Why is that so?”
– Eun-won: He thinks it’s right to tire people out more than a relationship.
“Ahh. “I can relate to that.”
Cheongryeong is right.
Although he didn’t meet that many people the things that made Mok Gyeong-un feel the most tired were the people who believed that he was unconditionally right.
Most of those people thought everything but themselves was wrong.
Perhaps that was why Mok Gyeong-un hated such people the most.
“Just hearing the name of the organization makes me tired. Justice blind? Is it because they consider themselves to be just?”
“They are originally of that kind.”
“But the Justice League calls the Heaven and Earth Association the Apostles or the Four Schools?”
-gibberish!
Hearing Mok Gyeong-un’s words Cheongryeong raised his voice.
-They had dichotomous thinking. They are single-minded people who think that if they are white everything else is black.
“Is that so? “Then it seems that Cheonjihoe is not the sect that they think it is.”
-The Cheonjihoe we created was not such a simple organization.
‘We made it?’
Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.
Did she also contribute to creating this huge organization?
She asked questions about other things without showing anything in particular.
“It wasn’t just an organization?”
-okay. The framework that those disgusting hypocrites have overturned is the reverse belief that the Sapa Apostle is. However Cheonjihoe was established to deny that and create a true martial arts group.
“True Murim?”
-Since when did martial arts become an axis of justice and everything else is an axis of evil?
“I don’t know that either.”
-Ahh.
There was no way Mok Kyung-un knew this.
To begin with he had lived a life that had nothing to do with martial arts.
At this Cheongryeong clicked her tongue and said.
-What Cheonjihoe pursued was to return martial arts to its most original form.
“Primal? “What is that?”
-Survival of the fittest survival of the fittest respect for the strong. The essence of martial arts is ultimately to prove one’s own strength. In the beginning it was called martial arts because it was intertwined and tangled to hide its pure strength. However the current Moorim is just a war of rotten values.
“…..”
-Where is black and white in the world? White paper turns black when ink is poured on it and even a butcher turns into Buddha when he lets go of the knife. If you want to discuss the world in color shouldn’t it be gray?
Her voice was full of anger.
The anger felt like anger toward the world not something one-dimensional like Mok Gyeong-un himself.
Mok Gyeong-un asked as if he was curious.
“Does that mean that Heaven and Earth Association is gray?”
-……
At that question Cheongnyeong suddenly fell silent.
‘I see.’
With that alone I was able to know what she thought the current Cheonjihoe was like.
At least it won’t be the gray she’s talking about.
That’s probably why she feels sick of the current Cheonjihoe.
Mok Gyeong-un changed the topic.
“Well that aside thanks to you I learned some good information. “I am a fan of justice…”
When possessed part of the subject’s memories are read.
It’s not all but I got some useful information.
-As the size of an organization grows into the tens of thousands gaps naturally arise and sending messages between groups becomes more frequent. It’s a natural thing so it’s not really surprising. But you’re dumber than I thought.
“What?”
– These are the people called Amcheon.
“These ones?”
-okay. In the first place secrecy for intelligence is the lifeblood of Ganja. I can’t believe the people who were put in together are sharing information about each other to this extent. Tsk tsk.
Mok Gyeong-un also nodded his head in agreement with her words.
This was her first time seeing Ganja but considering that they were infiltrating the opposing organization as fake members she seemed to have made a very wrong strategic choice.
Like now when someone opens their mouth a series of people get exposed.
But what mattered now was not their foolishness.
-Anyway what are you going to do?
“well.”
-I think it’s too late to just leave it alone.
From the looks of it he was strongly disliked by the Ganja of Dark Heaven.
Of course I understand.
As the number of ganjas decreased because of him the probability of success in the mission also decreased significantly.
-It’s revenge for losing a comrade but they seem to think that killing four sentient beings will make it easier to pass through future gateways.
“If it’s the latter point of view it’s not really a wrong choice.”
-It’s not the right choice.
“Of course.”
If you succeed you will know. If you fail you will have to pay the corresponding price.
That was the situation now.
Kyu So-ha who took over Neunghwayang’s body spoke in a voice full of motivation.
“Master. Shall I go and deal with them one by one?”
They obtained the body of their colleague Neunghwayang.
Since they knew each other’s personal information they could easily catch them off guard and kill them or destroy Danjeon and turn them into rebels like they tried to do.
Mok Gyeong-un shook her head at this.
-What? Are you really doing this just to look at me?
“no. “It doesn’t seem like there’s any need for the hassle.”
-There’s no need for that? So what are you going to do?
“It might be better this way.”
The corners of Mo Kyung-un’s mouth turned up in a sly tone.
* * *
-Tap!
“Hahahahaha! “It’s all your credit to find Ganja!”
One of the red belt warriors patted Mok Gyeong-un on the back and praised him for his actions.
Mok Gyeong-un’s choice for Amcheon’s Ganja was simple.
He didn’t have to deal with it one by one.
It was to inform the warriors of the Red Belt who Ganja was.
‘Is it killing two birds with one stone?’
By dealing with them without having to get blood on his hands and making the presence of the Ganja known he was given the opportunity to credit the Cheonjihoe.
It was truly killing two birds with one stone.
Of course it was a regrettable situation that the green spirit Gyu So-ha had to throw away again after playing the role of confessing Ganja-im with the body he had obtained.
“uh? “That guy over there is in the dark just like me!”
Hana Gyu So-ha was faithful to his role.
The place Gyu Soha pointed with his finger was toward the stairs leading to the upper floor and a boy there was embarrassed and didn’t know what to do.
‘huh?’
Mok Kyung-un recognized who the boy was.
It was the boy who had passed the second hurdle in his group.
He remembered that he had tried to kill Mo Harang who had lost consciousness after being injured while grabbing Mok Yu-cheon.
Did he say he was a horseman?
It was then.
-Pot!
Ma Sang hurriedly launched the new weapon up the stairs.
“Get it!”
-Papa papap!
At this the red belt warriors shouted and chased after him.
If the information in the memory of a Ganja of Dark Heaven named Neunghwayang is correct he would be the last of the four Ganjas who barely survived.
He is such an unlucky guy that he came looking for him on his own.
But
‘Why are you glaring at me like that?’
Mo Kyung-un looked at Mo Yu-cheon who was glaring at him as if he were going to kill him.
The eyes are quite full of resentment.
Come to think of it he seemed to have come down the stairs side by side with Ma Sang the Ganja of Dark Heaven.
At this Mo Kyung-un’s eyes narrowed.
‘You seem to know something.’
Otherwise there was no way he could have glared at himself like that.
He’s such a simple guy.
If it were him if he had anything to do with or colluded with the gangsters he wouldn’t have shown his emotions like that.
However Mok Yu-cheon was very honest about his own feelings.
At this Mok Gyeong-un sighed and laughed.
‘It’s simple.’
Is it because I’m still young?
Wouldn’t it be better to just deal with that guy at this point by cornering him as a ganja along with the guy who is running away?
Mok Kyung-un who was thinking for a moment dismissed it in his heart.
‘Not yet.’
Of course it was fake but in Cheonjihoe he and Mok Yu-cheon were from the same Yeonmok Swordmaster.
It is related but if you give even the slightest reason to doubt there may be a problem in melting into the Heaven and Earth Council.
‘I guess I should leave it alone a little longer.’
There were plenty of opportunities to deal with it.
Mok Kyung-un waved his hand and smiled at Mok Yu-cheon.
Then Mo Yu-cheon seemed even more angry and stomped up the stairs with a red-faced face.
While I was doing that someone came up and spoke to me.
“Mokgyeongun.”
“ah. yes.”
He was a middle-aged man who appeared to be older than the other Red Belt warriors.
Did you say he was a senior warrior?
He said to Mo Kyung-un pointing downstairs.
“Gokju is calling.”
‘Gokju?’
Are you talking about that demon mask?
In response Mo Kyung-un followed his senior warrior downstairs.
* * *
The quarters on the first floor were occupied by the warriors of the Red Belt who guarded the gateway and the head of Sihyeolgok was using the room in the center which was attached to the office.
-dripping!
Someone knocked on the door and said.
-I brought Gokju.
At the sound of a voice coming from outside someone who was sitting on a chair in the office looking at Tokyo opened his mouth.
“Wait a moment.”
-yes.
Someone sitting on a chair pushed the longing aside.
A face with burns briefly passed by as the longing was pushed aside.
Soon someone put on the mask that was on the office desk.
It was a demon mask.
“Let them in.”
-yes.
At the command of the demon mask the door opened and a handsome boy came inside.
He was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.
Mok Kyung-un bowed lightly and said hello.
In response the demon mask waved his hand and pointed to a chair for entertaining.
“Sit down.”
“yes.”
As Mok Kyung-un sat down in his chair the evil spirit mask also got up from his chair in the office and walked over to sit across from him.
The evil spirit mask stared at Mo Qingyun.
Mo Kyung-un also did not avoid his eyes and looked straight at him.
‘Look at this guy.’
It’s bold of you not to avoid your own eyes.
A strange look appeared in the eyes of the evil spirit mask seen through the cracks in the mask.
This was my first time seeing a guy like this since I took over as the singer of Sihyeolgok.
Of course there were some clever people who had outstanding military talent and passed through the gate in a short period of time or used unexpected methods but this guy was something different.
He said that you can tell from the cotyledons on which tree you want to become.
This guy seems like he has something that could elevate him above any guy he’s ever seen.
He wanted to make one thing clear.
“Mokgyeongun.”
“yes.”
“You’re from the Yeonmok Sword Master of the right faction right?”
“yes.”
“There is no need to give a short answer now.”
“….All right.”
“From what I heard from Gokju I understand that you and a guy named Mok Yucheon brought the Yeonmok swordsman as a hostage in exchange for leaving him alone in Bongmun Line. Is that right?”
Mok Gyeong-un was inwardly puzzled by the demon mask’s words.
Does he not know exactly why he came here?
I thought he knew that it was because he memorized and learned the secret books called the treasures of the Heaven and Earth Association but it was surprising.
‘then…..’
He didn’t think it was necessary to reveal this.
Mok Kyung-un simply nodded his head and answered.
“Yes.”
At this answer the eyes of the evil spirit mask visible through the cracks in the mask narrowed.
Then he opened his mouth in a somewhat heavy voice.
“But it’s strange.”
-Sreung!
As soon as he finished speaking the sword was already in contact with Mok Gyeong-un’s neck.
‘!?’
At this Mo Kyung-un’s eyes became sharp.
He clearly heard the sound of the sword being drawn and even saw his muscles moving.
But even though he didn’t close his eyes the sword was instantly touching his neck.
‘….It’s fast.’
It was a sword so fast that it was difficult to recognize.
I think I understand why Cheongryeong said that with his skills he still has a long way to go to do anything within the Cheonjihoe.
It was difficult to gauge how strong it was.
As I was doing that the demon mask continued speaking.
“It was not your intention and you were forcibly brought here so why did you tell me the kanji for the blindness of justice?”
This is what the demon mask wants to confirm.
This was it.
No matter how much I thought about it I couldn’t understand why Mok Kyung-un told me this.
“I was hoping to get a reward for telling you about ganja but I was surprised.”
“Before talking about the reward we need to convince Gokju of this.”
“Hmm. Is that so?”
One of the demon mask’s eyebrows rose.
The tip of the sword was touching his own neck and with just a little bit of force the sword would penetrate.
Even though he is in a situation where he is under suspicion he doesn’t seem to be shaken in the slightest.
At this the evil spirit mask said in an astonished tone.
“Are you aware that this is a situation that could raise suspicion?”
“There’s a sword at your throat how can you not know?”
“But is the liver just sticking out of the stomach? Or is there something that will make all doubts go away?”
“Let’s say it’s the latter.”
The evil spirit mask clicked his tongue as he heard these words from Mo Kyung-yun.
Then he warned in a low tone.
“Don’t tell me in advance. The right to life and death within Sihyeolgok is held by the owner of the song. “I could turn into a corpse right here and leave the office.”
-Chiiiiii!
As soon as those words were finished hot heat flowed out from the sword.
While I was wondering what this was in the heat of the sword I heard the voice of a young spirit in my ear.
-Someone said I guess I’m that guy’s blood descendant.
‘huh?’
What does this mean?
While I was wondering the young man spoke.
-Rebirth. Ask the guy in front of you.
At the same time Cheongryeong told Mok Gyeong-un something.
While doing so the demon mask brought the heated tip of the sword closer and said.
“This Gokju’s patience is not very long. Convince me quickly…”
“Is the Lee family now able to control the heat energy in the body?”
‘!?’
As soon as those words were finished the demon mask’s eyes began to tremble.
The only body part visible from the mask was his eyes but you could tell he was quite surprised.
As Mu Kyung-un expected the evil spirit mask was truly surprised.
How does this guy know this story?
Only a few people within the Cheonjihoe knew about the hot and positive energy.
-Park!
The evil spirit mask put away the sword and grabbed Mo Kyung-un by the collar with the other hand pulling him towards him and urging him in a whispering voice.
“What the hell are you? “How could you…”
Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said to him who was talking back.
“Do you know about the red flame sword method?”
‘!!!!!!!!!!’
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