< Episode 56: Loyalty (5) >
“But the mission is to use Mok Gyeong-un, a pawn of the sect, if he contacts other sect members in the imperial palace or shows suspicious signs, right?”
For a moment, Meng Wuyak’s face hardened.
How does this guy know about the orders secretly given by his father, Vice Lord Mong Seo-cheon, before leaving on a confidential mission?
Naga masters use real energy to control the sound so that it does not spread everywhere when talking in secret.
So it was difficult to understand what was being said unless you looked closely at the shape of the mouth.
‘My father had his back and the distance was far away.’
But how do you know without making a single mistake?
It was so absurd that I was completely embarrassed.
Mok Kyung-un smiled and whispered to him who was speechless.
“It’s this secret name. “Even if there is no specific justification, doesn’t it depend on the will of the person doing it?”
“W-what are you saying…”
“It’s interesting that such an order was issued when the suspicious appearance was ultimately just a case of suspicion.”
“no. Not like that. “This is really just in case…”
“What if… That’s a really good thing. However, I am not a benevolent person enough to leave alone someone who tries to take my life based on arbitrary judgment.”
Hearing these words, Meng Wuyak felt like his heart was going to explode.
Although he had a haughty and arrogant personality, that did not mean he was bold in everything.
‘Are you sure you’re trying to kill me?’
If others were like this, they would have tried to escape the situation even by selling their father.
But strangely enough, the words didn’t come out.
That’s because if he had cared about that in the first place, he wouldn’t have been able to cut off his left arm.
‘This guy does it no matter what.’
Meng Wuyak, who was convinced that Mo Qingyun was going to kill him, soon gave in.
“Well, really not. Even if I received an order, it was really just in case. “I never intended to frame you.”
“well.”
“Really!”
“Hmm.”
Mo Gyeong-un stroked his chin as if he was worried.
Then Meng Wuyak became even more restless and almost begged Mo Qingyun.
“Trust me. “I had no intention of risking my family’s honor.”
“You bet on honor too easily.”
-Startle!
A sharp sense of anticipation was felt in Mo Kyung-un’s hands.
‘f*ck, damn it.’
Seeing Mo Qingyun not showing the slightest chance, Meng Wuyue became impatient.
It seemed like Mok Kyung-un was going to cut off his own head at any moment.
At that time, Seopchun’s voice came to his ears.
“If you really don’t feel that way, swear allegiance to your lord.”
“what?”
What have you just heard?
Pledge allegiance?
“What are you doing now…? My lord? “You’re my lord now?”
Meng Wuyak’s eyes widened.
Now that I think about it, although they were like enemies, he knew Seopchun well.
Nie Chun, the head of the third guard of the main building, had a different position from the executives and other members of the association, so he was not in a situation where he could openly support anyone.
Since he was in a position to directly protect the head of the company at the time, he had no choice.
But my lord?
“okay. “He said he was my lord.”
“you······.”
“I decided to serve Confucius Mokgyeongun as my lord.”
“under?”
Meng Wuyak was truly absurd.
Because he had not succeeded in his secret mission yet, he did not become the fourth disciple.
But the head guard of the main building, who is not in a position to support anyone, decided to serve this guy as his lord?
For what reason?
I couldn’t understand it at all.
-Sigh!
At that time, Seopchun apologized to Mok Gyeong-un, bowing with both hands together.
“I apologize, my lord. “It’s not my place to intervene, but since he is the son of a vice president, I think it would be better to have him as an ally rather than an enemy…”
With these words, Nie Chun glanced at Meng Wuyue.
‘This is the best consideration I can give.’
He had lost his left arm because of himself, and now his life was in danger because of that damn secret agent.
The only way he could survive was to swear loyalty to Mo Kyung-un.
Although we had been enemies, I hoped that they would make a wise choice.
‘No, please do so.’
If you die now, all the arrows of doubt will inevitably turn towards you.
In that case, the vice-president becomes an enemy.
At that time, Mok Kyung-un spoke.
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“It’s pointless.”
“yes?”
“No matter what, he is the vice president’s son in name and name.”
“That’s it…”
“Would the vice president’s son be oppressed by the power of others and be forced to be loyal to others? Oh, no. He probably had some pride, but he wanted to kill himself for his father’s sake. Even if he died, he wouldn’t do something like that. Right?”
“······.”
To Mu Qingyun’s words, Meng Wuyao had no answer.
If you answer yes here, you will not be able to escape and will be choosing death.
It was certainly right to protect one’s pride, but death is the end of life.
I was so afraid that everything would end.
“Nothing to say? After all, you’re trying to protect your pride, right? look. He’s the vice-owner’s son. “Without wasting time, it’s better to just kill him right here.”
“Now, wait!”
“for a moment?”
“Loyalty… “I promise.”
“yes? I can’t hear very well. “What did you say?”
“Chu, I pledge my loyalty.”
-thud!
Meng Wuyak hurriedly lowered his flat head to the floor.
Although my pride was hurt, my priority was to survive.
When I thought about it, all I had to do was pretend to swear allegiance and go back to the Cheonjihoe and wait for an opportunity.
Anyway, his left arm was cut off, so he can no longer continue his mission.
‘okay. Humiliation lasts only a moment.’
The moment I leave this place and report to my father, this guy will be finished.
Meng Wuyak was determined to endure just this moment.
At that time, Mok Kyung-un lifted his head.
-Sigh!
Mok Gyeong-un was licking his appetite.
The moment I saw that face, my heart pounded like crazy as goosebumps ran down my spine.
What on earth is this kid?
The expression on his face is as if he is regretting not being able to kill himself.
Mok Gyeong-un said to him.
“Life is better than pride.”
“······.”
“There’s no answer?”
“Yes, that’s right! “That is correct.”
“But do you know what?”
“What is that?”
“It might be better to die.”
“yes?”
Mo Kyung-un smiled.
The laughter was so full of malice that Meng Wuyue felt sick to his stomach and felt like throwing up.
I was forcing myself to hold back, but this was the first time I was so afraid of people.
I couldn’t believe that this guy was from a political faction.
‘I want to get away quickly.’
I wanted to return to Cheonjihoe.
Then Mok Gyeong-un said.
“Well, anyway, since you said you would be mine, I guess I have to repay you for that.”
Hearing those words, Meng Wuyak waved his hand.
“Oh, no. “How could I expect anything in return?”
I just want them to send me back home.
Only then will I be able to tell my father and Hoeju about the true nature of this crazy evil spirit.
however,
-Sigh!
When Mok Kyung-un stretched out his hand, something flew into his grasp.
-Park!
It is none other than,
‘This, this…’
It was Meng Wuyak’s severed left arm.
“Wow.”
It was truly strange.
It was okay when I saw other people’s corpses, but when I saw my own severed arm, it was difficult to refrain from gagging.
‘It really stinks.’
Seeing this, Nie Chun clicked his tongue inwardly.
It would already be painful to have your arm cut off, so how much of a shock would it be if you gave that as compensation?
I don’t know why they’re doing this when the treatment they give them isn’t enough because they might be sent back because they can’t continue with their mission.
At that time, Mok Kyung-un spoke.
“I’ll give you your arm back.”
“······Wow······Thank you.”
I swallowed the vomiting that came up and tried to pick up my severed arm.
But Mok Kyung-un shook his head.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“yes? Then what?”
“Please extend your left arm.”
‘!?’
Meng Wuyue showed an expression that he couldn’t understand Mo Qingyun’s request.
Why are you asking me to extend my left arm?
Are you playing with yourself?
Then Mu Qingyun let out a light breath and immediately pulled Meng Wuyue’s severed left arm.
-closely!
“Ugh. “What is this…”
“I told you I would give you my arm back.”
“How dare you give it back…”
“This is how the blood vessels and nerves will be reconnected, so I ask for your understanding in advance.”
“sheep······.”
-Sigh!
“Turn it off.”
-Push!
At that moment, a sharp feeling of anticipation passed through me, and blood flowed from my left arm, which had been stopped.
The pain was less than when it was first cut, but because pain was unavoidable, Meng Wuluo’s face was distorted.
At that time, Mok Gyeong-un placed his severed arm on the cross section of the left arm where the blood was flowing out.
Everyone involved, from Meng Wuyak to Nie Chun, were dumbfounded.
Do you really think that if you attach the severed arm like this, it will be reconnected?
If that’s the case, you’re just a crazy person…
“Seopchun.”
“yes?”
“Hold on so it doesn’t fall.”
‘!?’
No, what on earth are you trying to do?
Nie Chun looked at him with an expression that he found difficult to understand.
Mok Gyeong-un gave him a small admonition.
“Don’t make me say it twice.”
“Yes, yes!”
Nie Chun, who understood Mo Gyeong-un’s personality, hurriedly carried out his command.
I don’t know why I was acting like this, but I did as I was told and held on to my severed arms so they wouldn’t fall off.
Mok Gyeong-un then held the inspection paper with his right hand and placed it on one of the cut areas.
And then with your left hand,
-Good! Good! Good! Good! Good! Good!
‘Im (臨)! Fight! Before! Ash! Jin! Dog!’
An abbreviated seal of the old self-reliance law was signed.
When the hand sign was made like that, red heat flowed out from the end of the index finger of Mokyungun’s right hand.
Meng Muyak was startled by the heat.
What on earth are you trying to do?
While doing so, Mokgyeongun moved the inspection paper along the cut area.
In that state,
‘My ancestor, the Emperor of the Eastern Blue Kingdom, my ancestor, the Emperor of the Central Emperor, my ancestor, the Emperor of the Western Baekje, my ancestor, the Emperor of the Northern Black Empire, my ancestor, the Emperor of the Central Emperor.’
I recited a spell in my mind.
-Chiiiiiiig!
At the same time, a burning pain occurred in the cut area where the test paper passed.
The pain was worse than when my arm was cut off.
Of course, there was no choice but to scream.
“Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
“It’s noisy.”
“Kwaaaaaak!”
“Tsk tsk.”
-Sigh!
When Mo Qingyun waved his left hand, Meng Wuyue’s mouth closed due to the deep magical energy.
“Euuuuuup!”
Mok Gyeong-un, who looked at Dream Moo-yak with tears in his eyes and laughed, then continued to move the inspection paper along the cut area.
-Chiiiiiiig!
‘Uuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
“Off.”
Meng Wuyue twisted his body and tried to struggle in pain.
Of course, Nie Chun was holding both of his arms, and Mo Gyeong-un was also pressing down on his body, including his mouth, so he couldn’t move.
Soon, Mok-gyeong-un’s index finger completely circled the cut area.
-Chiiiiii!
When I removed the test paper, the cut area was red and hot.
Mo Gyeong-un looked at this and laughed.
Then Nie Chun asked.
“Do I have to keep holding on?”
“No, you can let go.”
‘If I let go, it will fall.’
I don’t know what I did, but it felt like I had hit the wound with something like a heat treatment tool.
But there’s no way a severed arm could be connected with something like that.
It will definitely fall.
Nie Chun was doubtful inwardly, but as instructed, he let go of the hand he was holding.
But,
‘Anit?’
Surprisingly, Meng Wuyak’s severed arm, which was thought to fall off, did not fall off.
What on earth have you done?
There was no way that the flesh would stick like that just by hitting it with a hot yangjingi.
“My lord. “What did you do?”
“This is what it is.”
As soon as he finished saying those words, Mo Qingyun lightly slapped the back of Meng Wuyak’s severed hand.
-slap!
-Finch!
Why are you doing this? I was wondering, but something even more surprising happened.
“This…this…. how······.”
Meng Wuyak, who was in so much pain that he even shed tears, was astonished when he looked at his left arm.
-Wiggle!
The fingers below the cut area were trembling and moving slightly.
Seeing this, Nie Chun’s eyes widened.
‘······Nonsense.’
I thought it was some kind of prank, but it really seemed like the severed arm was connected.
Seeing this, Mo Qingyun twitched the corner of his mouth.
‘It was successful.’
This was a magic technique called the Sammyobop (三妙法).
It was a healing art that was found in a secret book hidden by Jo Tae-cheong, the Three Eyes.
It was a magic technique so magical that even a severed arm could be connected as long as a few difficult conditions were met.
There were several conditions, such as the amputated body part not being allowed to last longer than one hour.
Among them, the biggest limitation is that it requires the subject’s vitality.
Naturally, the stronger the technique, the greater the conditions and restrictions, but it didn’t matter since it wasn’t consuming one’s own energy anyway.
“Ahhh!”
Moreover, there was no need to put a candle to it for the person involved to be so moved.
Mu Kyung-un said to Meng Wuyak.
“It will take some time for the cut veins or nerves to be completely reconnected, so wear a splint for about five days and be careful.”
“······.”
Hearing these words, Meng Wuyue looked at Mu Qingyun with trembling eyes.
What on earth is this guy?
How is something like this possible?
While I was thrilled, I was also somewhat afraid of this strange ability.
Mok Gyeong-un raised the corner of his mouth and said to him who was so speechless that he could not easily open his mouth.
“I don’t think there will be any problems if we continue the mission now.”
‘Huh?’
For a moment, Meng Muyak’s expression hardened.
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