< Episode 36 Cancer (3) >
The name of the young man with a sharp impression was Hwan Yun-myeong.
Abandoned by his parents when he was young, he lived in a slum on the outskirts of Cheonjihoe. At the age of 10, he was accidentally taken in by the head of Amjong.
[Oh hoho. It’s pretty good. You are the first kid who tried to pickpocket me.]
The king of Amjong, who liked his courageous spirit, took him in and personally taught him writing and martial arts.
Although the opportunity was just a coincidence, Hwan Yun-myeong was more talented than expected.
That is why the head of the Amjong clan defeated him.
However, Hwan Yun-myeong could not become an official disciple.
The reason is that,
[Are you there?]
[okay. Only through castration can one learn the Guium technique of the text.]
[······Is it necessary to do this?]
The young Hwan Yun-myeong, who did not want to practice martial arts even by cutting off his genitals, showed strong resistance.
Accordingly, the head of the female clan did not force castration.
However, since he could not become a formal disciple, from then on he was referred to as a semi-disciple.
Although he could not become an official disciple because he was not castrated, the master of the female clan treated him just as well and taught him.
So there were no major complaints.
However, when Hwan Yun-myeong was sixteen, he came to regret his choice.
The reason was that I didn’t know it when I was young, but I knew that if I didn’t become a formal disciple, I couldn’t become the successor of the Amjongju and I couldn’t learn his proper martial arts skills.
[Please warn me in advance. There is a lot to lose when castration occurs. For example, he will no longer be a real man and will not be able to create a family.]
Hwan Yun-myeong, who was an orphan, had an affair since he was young.
Perhaps it was because he did not know his parents and was abandoned, but he wanted to have a family that carried his blood.
That is why castration was not chosen.
However, after learning that he could not become the successor to Amjongju, he regretted his childhood choices.
‘Damn it!’
It would have been better to castrate him when he was not sexually aroused.
If that were the case, he would have become the successor to Amjongju.
But it’s already too late.
It was difficult for him to throw away all the internal skills he had accumulated so far and learn the guieum skills after being castrated, and he had already awakened to his sexual desires.
Since he grew up wandering the back streets, he began wandering around brothels and red-light districts from the young age of 14.
‘no. can not.’
Maybe that’s why I couldn’t castrate him any further.
I had more to gain than I had to lose by castration, but I couldn’t bear it.
Even though it was such a simple principle, I couldn’t do it.
These worries caused him to wander for a while, and during those few years, two young priests came to him.
Myeong Tak and Yong Soo.
They too were orphans.
When I met them, I knew at a glance that they were just as talented as me.
However, to Hwan Yun-myeong, they were not lovable priests at all.
‘······I don’t know when these guys will attack me.’
Rather, they were competitors.
If they castrated him and became an official disciple of the female sect master, he might not even be treated properly anymore.
No, it was a fait accompli.
‘no. ‘You can’t do that.’
Hwan Yun-myeong, whose thoughts had reached this point, had many worries.
And after much thought, he came up with one number.
He treated the priests better than anyone else and paid more attention to them than even his teacher, Amjongju.
The priests also responded to this favor by denouncing him.
Hwan Yun-myeong, who thus won their favor, opened their eyes to sexual desire early on and awakened their fear of castration in a place where their teacher, Amjongju, could not reach.
His efforts soon blossomed.
When given the opportunity to choose,
[Castration… cannot be done.]
[Well, I can’t do it either.]
The priests even gave up on castration with tears in their eyes.
Because they were given a choice rather than force in the first place, the head of the Amjong respected their choice.
[If that is your choice, there is no choice.]
With these words, he looked at Huan Yunming with somewhat bitter eyes.
What on earth are those eyes?
Could it be that he knew that he had seduced them?
As soon as he made eye contact with the king of cancer, Hwan Yunming became extremely afraid that he might have noticed his moves.
‘You will be abandoned. You will be abandoned. You will be abandoned.’
However, contrary to these terrible concerns, the attitude of Amjongju did not change.
I still treated him like a student.
He even asked that, as his brother-in-law, he would take good care of the priests.
‘iced coffee. ‘It was a needless concern.’
It was fortunate.
However, this made Hwan Yunmyeong think of something he had never thought of before.
‘What if no one castrates?’
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So what happens?
At first, I just regretted not being able to castrate him.
But when I thought about it differently, the answer lay somewhere else.
If the master of the hermitage did not force castration on the disciples who accepted until the end, it seemed possible to make everyone reject it like the two priests did.
‘If that happens…’
Maybe the opportunity will come to you too?
Amjongju, whom I had watched for a long time, was not a person who would go back on his own words.
Then I didn’t know it was possible.
If he didn’t find a formal disciple until the end, he could become the next leader of the hermitage.
As he became more ambitious, Hwan Yun-myeong gained new motivation.
I worked harder than before and excelled in martial arts.
And a few years later,
[Are you attending the closing ceremony of Sihyeolgok?]
[okay. It just so happened that I had to go to Sihyeolgok, and I heard there was a good girl there, so I’d like to see it.]
[Girl… Are you talking?]
What does this mean?
Are they really going to give up castration and accept girls with genitalia as disciples from the beginning?
Hwan Yun-myeong felt uneasy for the first time in a long time after hearing these words from Am Jong-ju.
He had not accepted a disciple for a long time and was confident that he would be his successor.
So I waited with an anxious heart.
and,
“Has Master returned?”
“ah. Archduke. “The sect arrived a little while ago.”
“Right. By any chance… did he come with the girl from that mock-up room?”
“Mohwa’s room? “That doesn’t seem to be the case.”
“No?”
“yes. “I think they brought a male cadet.”
At those words, Hwan Yun-myeong’s anxiety seemed to have disappeared.
He was anxious because he thought his position might be shaken if the girl from the mother-in-law room came in, but it seemed like things worked out well.
however,
“But there seems to be a bit of a problem.”
“Is this a problem?”
“It seems that the cadet brought here is a hostage to the political faction.”
Are you a hostage to political factions?
What does this mean again?
Sihyeolgok is a testing place that only talented people under Cheonjihoe can enter.
How could a political faction’s hostage enter a place like that?
Cho Yeom-hoon, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, told the puzzled man.
“Only the Grand Duke knows. From what I heard, it seems that Lord Hoe personally sent two hostages taken from the political faction to Sihyeolgok.”
“Hoeju?”
If that was the case, it would have been difficult for anyone to file a complaint directly.
But how could the Lord of Hoe send a hostage of a political faction to such a place?
No, this didn’t matter.
Why did Master bring such a problem?
Do you like it enough to take that much of a risk?
‘Political faction…’
Among the members of the Cheonjihoe, there was no one who liked the political factions.
No, everyone hates it just by hearing it.
Hwan Yun-myeong was the same way.
‘This is not it.’
I felt like I should tell my teacher and tell him that I should reconsider accepting a hostage of a political faction as a disciple.
No matter how much I thought about it, the risk was too great.
So he asked the internal affairs officer and learned that the leader of the Am clan and the hostage of the newly accepted political faction had gone to the indoor training room exclusively for the clan.
So I headed there.
But when he got to the front, he saw that the priests had arrived before him.
“Nonsense!”
“How can that be?”
However, they were getting angry at the warriors guarding the front of the indoor training room.
What on earth are you doing this for?
As he approached,
“Great ambassador! “It’s a big deal.”
“Is it a big deal?”
Yongsu, the youngest priest with a prominent chin, answered that question with a puzzled expression.
“Master accepted the guy he brought from Sihyeolgok as his official disciple.”
‘!?’
At those words, Hwan Yunmyeong’s expression hardened.
What is this sound?
Are you an official disciple? no way?
“You said he was going to castrate you?”
In response to Hwan Yun-myeong’s question, the second priest, Myeong Tak, shook his head and expressed his anger.
“That’s not it. “She said she wouldn’t castrate, but since her vag!na was an innate constitution, she said she would accept me as an official disciple.”
“Is the vag!na a natural constitution?”
At those words, a sigh flowed from Hwan Yunmyeong’s mouth.
What on earth is this?
He was relieved to hear that he had not brought a girl.
Moreover, since he was said to be a hostage to the political faction, I was going to tell my master how about telling him well and sending him away.
But you accepted such a troublesome person as your official disciple?
‘How…’
But this wasn’t the end.
The news that shocked him even more than this was,
“How can Master do this? “It is said that he was not castrated, and as if receiving him as an official disciple was not enough, he also gifted me the evil sword that my brother-in-law risked his life to save.”
-Wow!
The moment he heard those words, Hwan Yunmyeong’s face distorted like a demon.
Normally, I would keep my physicality in front of priests, but I just couldn’t stand it.
Hwan Yun-myeong went into the training room exclusively for Amjongju, despite the warriors’ dissuasion.
-bang!
A handsome boy was standing in the middle of the place, reading a scroll.
He appears to be around the same age as the priests.
However, neither his age nor his special appearance were noticeable.
Rather, my eyes went straight to the boy, or rather, to the evil sword worn on the waist of a political faction pawn named Mok Gyeong-un.
-Pud!
It was true.
I was hoping it was a lie, but I really gave that guy an evil sword.
He believed that since he had risked his life to save it, if only the yogi could be controlled, it would naturally be given to him as a great disciple.
A pawn of a damn political faction takes away his position and even his sword?
That was his.
‘I’ll kill you.’
Even if it means killing that guy, you have to get everything that belongs to you back…
“You are such an interesting person. “If you kill me, you can get what’s yours back…”
‘!?’
what?
Hwan Yun-myeong could not hide his embarrassment at the voice ringing in his ears.
Although he was angry, he did not show his true feelings outwardly in front of the priests.
But how did you read your own thoughts?
I’m wondering,
‘uh?’
Hwan Yunmyeong’s eyes wavered.
Before he knew it, the youngest priest, Yongsu, was holding his broken arm and suffering, and the second priest, Myeongtak, was looking at him with a bewildered look.
How on earth did this happen?
‘why?’
Why is Myeong Tak looking at him with eyes like that?
In that moment of puzzlement, forgotten memories quickly passed by in my mind.
-Sssshhhh!
[I just can’t stand it. I will take away the executioners right away!]
Yongsu, the youngest priest, cannot control his anger and runs towards the hostage of the political faction.
He was the weakest among them, but contrary to expectations that he would compete to some extent, he was quickly overpowered and his neck was grabbed.
[You risk your life at first sight.]
[Kek···Kek···.]
[Of course you were prepared, right?]
[what?]
-Wood clack!
The guy broke Yongsu’s right arm without even blinking.
[Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!]
‘Unbelievable?’
Looking at that, Hwan Yun-myeong decided that this guy was not an ordinary person.
Even he couldn’t defeat Yongsu, who was at the beginning of the climax, in just one move.
He became cautious and was wondering what to do about it.
[I haven’t been able to take my eyes off this sword since a while ago. Do you want this?]
[What are you saying now…]
[If you can have it, have it.]
‘!?’
-Poof!
With those words, Mok Gyeong-un pulled out the evil sword he was wearing and threw it.
‘What the hell is this guy?’
-widely!
I suddenly grabbed the sword soldier like I was snatching a tooth, but I don’t remember anything from that moment.
Hwan Yun-myeong held his forehead with his left hand and staggered and muttered.
“My, what on earth did I do?”
Mok Gyeong-un approached him and said.
“You spoke about your desires in detail with your own mouth.”
“What did I say?”
“You said that if none of the priests coming in were castrated, there would be no formal disciples, so you would be the successor? “What a cute idea.”
‘!!!!!!!!!!’
Hearing Mo Qingyun’s words, Hwan Yunmyeong’s eyes widened as if torn.
You said it with your own mouth?
To say it was a lie, he was concerned about the way Second Priest Myeong Tak looked at him.
That said,
-Tutuk!
“Tsk!”
At that moment, Huan Yunming looked at his right hand in sudden pain.
The veins on the back of the hand holding the evil sword were bulging and bursting, and black blood was flowing down.
Then it started to extend to the entire arm.
Embarrassed, Hwan Yun-myeong hurriedly tried to let go of the evil sword.
however,
“Ahhhh!”
It was as if the handle of the sword was connected to the palm and could not be separated.
In fact, it was even more painful.
“What the hell is this…”
Hwan Yun-myeong used his opposite hand to exert force and tried to somehow remove the evil sword.
But the more I did it, the more intense the pain became and I couldn’t bear it.
“Off.”
Mok Gyeong-un came up to him and said.
“Would you like me to remove the sword?”
Unable to bear the pain at those words, Hwan Yunmyeong nodded his head.
Then Mok Gyeong-un said something unexpected.
“He clearly asked me to take it off with his own mouth.”
“what?”
Why are you talking like this?
At that moment, Huan Yunming’s eyes saw Mo Qingyun’s smile filled with malice.
‘no way?’
He was embarrassed and said something hastily.
“Now, wait a minute…”
-Wow!
That was before the words were even finished.
A sharp sense of anticipation passed by Huan Yunming’s right wrist, where he was holding the sword.
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