Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 262

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Haeyeong Yakseon (解營藥仙).

Along with Hoeta Myung (懷他鳴醫), he was called the best doctor of his time, and it was known that no one could surpass him in terms of his knowledge of pharmacy.

Haeyeong Yakseon saved countless people with his outstanding medical and medicinal skills.

There was an opportunity for him to become famous throughout the midfield.

That was about 30 years ago, when numerous casualties occurred during the Red-Taiwan War.

As a result, corpses piled up like mountains and rotted, causing a terrible, unknown plague to spread.

This plague spread quickly, covering the entire Shaanxi Province in just seven days, and everywhere was overflowing with chaos.

However, fortunately, the plague ended without leaving Shaanxi Province.

That was because Haeyoung Yakseon created a medicine for the plague.

With this opportunity, Haeyoung Yak-seon, who was originally an unknown person, was able to be reborn as the best lawmaker of the time along with Hoeta Myeong.

However, despite this reputation, not much was known about him.

Few people even knew where he lived or what his real name was.

“······If the Munno you are talking about is the name we know, it is the old name of Haeyoung Yakseon.”

‘!?’

Mok Gyeong-un frowned at Gyeom-chang’s words.

As expected, Munno was the name of none other than the grandfather who raised him.

Since his grandfather died at the hands of a ghost sword, he thought that these organizations might know about him, so he asked about it.

But then something completely unexpected came out.

“that is······. “What do you mean?”

“That’s literally it. “The only name I, or rather we know, is Munno is the name Haeyoung Yakseon used in the past.”

“Haeyoung Yakseon is the name used in the past?”

“······Are you sure?”

“Unless it’s someone with the same name, he’s the only Munno we know.”

Hearing his words, Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.

What does this mean?

I came out into the world to find the enemy who killed my grandfather and learned many things.

Among them, of course, was the reputation of Haeyeong Yakseon.

Mok Gyeong-un, who found out about his existence, just thought that he was a famous doctor who knew more about medicine than his grandfather.

In fact, I didn’t pay much attention to it, wondering if it had anything to do with revenge.

But this was completely unexpected information.

‘Grandpa is Haeyoung Yakseon?’

Mo Kyung-un’s mind became complicated.

Although they had something in common, including knowledge of medicinal herbs and good use of them, can we really say that Haeyoung Yakseon is the same person as his grandfather based on that alone?

Mok Gyeong-un said, pressing his knee on Gyeom-chang’s chest.

“Mr. Moon Noh has been secluded deep in the mountains for over seventeen years. “How can such a person call himself Haeyeong Yakseon…”

“Did you just say seventeen years?”

“yes.”

Those were the years I lived with my grandfather.

however,

“Seventeen years are even more certain.”

“yes?”

“Haeyoung Yakseon disappeared for almost eighteen years and her whereabouts are unknown. “If the person named Moon Noh you know has been secluded for such a long time, it must be Haeyoung Yakseon.”

“······.”

In fact, my mind became more twisted as I looked more confident.

‘Is Haeyoung Yakseon really your grandfather?’

I thought that my grandfather’s excellent pharmaceutical knowledge, where there was no medicine he didn’t know, was simply because my grandfather was a herbalist who had lived in the mountains for a long time.

But when I thought about it, there were few people out there who knew medicine as well as my grandfather.

‘under······.’

He had only ever thought about finding his enemy, but had never thought about finding out anything about his grandfather himself.

It was also because I had never seen anyone who knew the name Munno in the first place.

Gyeomchang inwardly whetted his appetite at the sight of Mok Gyeong-woon becoming speechless after discovering the truth he had not known before.

‘Munnorani······.’

They had been looking for the whereabouts of Haeyeong Yakseon for a long time.

However, in an unexpected situation, I met someone who knew the whereabouts of Haeyoung Yakseon, which was truly unfortunate.

‘It’s a shame.’

If not in this situation, it would have been a big mistake.

But now, all of this was meaningless.

‘Haeyeong Yakseon······.’

The conversation he had with Baek Sa-ha, the King of Island Poisons, flashed through Mo Gyeong-un’s mind.

[Then you really don’t know who the ghost sword is.]

[okay. What Nobu learned after competing with him…]

[He was seriously injured by a man named Haeyoung Yakseon, who was said to be the best pharmacist of his time. Are you saying that’s all you know?]

[······I didn’t believe it that much at first. Until now, no one knew that Haeyoung Yakseon had learned martial arts. He was a pharmacist.]

[That could have been hidden.]

[okay. Maybe so. One thing is certain: if Haeyoung Yakseon is really the one who seriously injured Ghost Sword, his poisonous attack far exceeds that of Nobu.]

Remembering this, Mok Gyeong-un organized his thoughts step by step.

I don’t think I really knew anything about my grandfather until now.

Even so, I felt so foolish for just clinging to a sign that I would only seek revenge.

‘Fame······. Martial arts…’

Why did my grandfather hide all these things?

The grandfather he knew was a person who was aloof from such things.

But was there any reason to hide it even from oneself?

No, there was a high probability that he hid all of this because he knew something like this would happen.

‘······Strange.’

However, if my grandfather was right about Haeyoung Yakseon, there was something that seemed incoherent.

‘Master Baek Sa-ha said that the ghost sword was definitely defeated by Haeyoung Yakseon.’

This means that my grandfather’s martial arts skills were stronger than those of the Eight Stars, who were said to be the best martial artists of the time.

Could such a grandfather be easily killed by a ghost sword?

No, of course this is not completely impossible.

This is because the ghost sword may have been constantly training for 17 years and his martial arts skills may have advanced further, surpassing his grandfather.

‘This may also be a possibility.’

Although we lived together for 17 years, I have never seen my grandfather practicing martial arts.

Of course, for masters who have reached a high level, training through meditation or imagery may be more effective, but I have never seen them do it that way.

It was possible if one side was trained and the other side remained the same or regressed.

However, there was one more thing to check here.

‘It is certain that the battle between the ghost sword and the grandfather left a scar on the grandfather. However, this person clearly said that the ghost sword does not leave a mark on those it kills.’

Several guesses are possible here.

One is that Lee Ja lied and that the Ghost Sword killed his grandfather and left a scar.

However, if you have to leave a mark on the dead, it becomes a trace.

So this was probably not the case.

Another speculation is that because my grandfather was old, he exhausted his energy while competing with a ghost sword and lost his life.

But could a master of the level of a noble sword make such a mistake?

This too is somewhat unlikely.

if,

‘······Another third party appeared and killed my grandfather, who was weakened after competing with a ghost sword.’

-closely!

Mok Kyung-un’s fist gained strength.

It was most likely.

That way, it makes sense that the traces left by the ghost sword on my grandfather would still remain even after death.

After clearing his head up to this point, Mok Gyeong-un looked at Gyeom-chang and asked.

“What is the relationship between that organization and Munno, or rather, Haeyoung Yakseon?”

“······What is that…”

“Just be moderate in your flirtatious behavior. “I know Haeyoung Yakseon’s real name, which is not known to the public, and Haeyeong Yakseon died at the hands of a ghost sword.”

“what?”

“They say Haeyeong Yakseon died at the hands of a ghost sword.”

“That can’t be possible.”

“What makes that impossible? “There was a mark of that organization left behind by the ghost sword.”

Gyeomchang frowned at these words and said.

“Didn’t I tell you? Why would a ghost sword leave such a mark? Moreover, Haeyeong Yakseon must be captured by the organization…”

For a moment, Gyeomchang closed his mouth.

I planned to give him the information he wanted, but to cut out as much information related to the organization as possible.

But I made a mistake.

“Captured alive… “As expected, there was a third party.”

“what?”

Gyeomchang questioned Mok Gyeong-un’s unknown words.

What do you mean there was a third party?

Mok Gyeong-un said to him who was puzzled.

“You don’t know that, why are you trying to capture Haeyoung Yakseon alive?”

Gyeomchang answered that question right away without even thinking about it.

“I do not know.”

“······No good will come from not answering.”

“I really don’t know. “I was simply told to secure his safety.”

“Do you know that?”

“what······?”

-Dudeuk!

“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

The sound of a collarbone being broken was heard and Gyeomchang screamed.

Any broken bone was bound to hurt, but I had no idea that my collarbone would hurt this much.

Mok Gyeong-un spoke in his ear as he was suffering.

“Now we can tell whether they are hiding something or not. “I don’t want you to feel like asking me to kill you makes you want to do it 10 times.”

“Off.”

“There is no answer. Should we try breaking the left collarbone this time? No, that wouldn’t be enough. It might be a good idea to break it down into pieces. Let’s start from the right…”

“S-Stop!”

“That’s not the answer you want.”

-Pud!

“Kwaaaah! “I heard that Haeyoung Yakseon is hiding something important.”

Finally, the words came out of Gyeomchang’s mouth.

“Something? what is that?”

“Kwaaah. I really don’t know that. “Except that he deceived him, stole it, and disappeared…”

“You stole it?”

Is this something important to this organization?

But did Grandpa have something important to hide?

I remembered everything about what was in the house, but there was nothing that seemed particularly important.

“You really don’t know?”

“It’s true. Please believe me.”

Gyeomchang sincerely pleaded.

“hmm. What is it that you don’t believe in? “I think it might come out if I squeeze it hard.”

Mok Kyung-un’s finger, which was digging into the flesh, tried to turn to the side.

Gyeomchang, embarrassed by this, spoke hurriedly.

“I, I am just a mid-level official in the other world. However, a high-ranking noble swordsman belonging to the first world might know.”

“Ilgye?”

For an instant, Gyeomchang’s expression went beyond stiff and became distorted.

‘Ahhh.’

In the end, even after talking about the organization’s position system, Gyeomchang became truly desperate.

Now that I have revealed up to this point, the information has been pruned and my report has become meaningless.

Mok Gyeong-un asked him.

“Is my job the highest position in your organization?”

“······Yes.”

“The organizational system is the first world, the second world, and the third world… I guess it goes down like this, right?”

“······Yes.”

“How many levels are there?”

“There are a total of five worlds.”

“Hoo.”

If you were a mid-level executive at the second level among the five levels, you were in a high position at the top.

In fact, there was no way a person with this level of inaction could have held a low position.

However, to the extent that not all information was shared, it seemed certain that this organization was truly run as a point organization.

“If you are a mid-level executive in this world, you will be quite high, but is information limited to that extent?”

“Haa…haa…there is nothing special about being a mid-level executive.”

“okay. “Then do high-ranking executives at the first level or higher know a lot?”

“At least you know more than me.”

“In the end, you should ask the higher-up executives.”

“······.”

“great. Then where can I meet that high-ranking executive? “I would be more grateful if you told me your identity.”

“I really don’t know that. Do you think that I, who is only from another world, would know what and where the revealed identities of the top executives of my world are?”

“I don’t understand. “Then who do you report to on missions?”

Gyeomchang was momentarily speechless at that question.

It seemed like I asked the right question.

No matter how branch an organization is, there are people to report to and must be connected in order to operate.

It didn’t make sense to say it didn’t exist.

“Tell me. Who do I report to? “Is this the one you mentioned earlier?”

“It’s all nonsense. There’s no way someone like me could report directly to him, right? “He is a noble person that even we in this other world cannot meet.”

“Noble one?”

Mok Gyeong-un, who was tilting his head, asked.

“What is the identity of that noble person? no. I don’t think he would know this if he didn’t even know his immediate superior, the Demon Sword. So what do you call this being? “You’re not going to just call him ‘He,’ are you?”

“that······.”

Gyeomchang hesitated for a moment.

Anyway, I told this guy pretty much everything.

Even if they said what they called him, this guy wouldn’t be able to find him.

Mok Gyeong-un said to him who hesitated.

“If you want to test my patience…”

“I was going to say something. We call Him this. “I don’t know exactly why it’s called that, but the third one… Wow!”

It was that moment.

Before he could even finish speaking, the veins on his neck and face swelled.

‘!?’

Mo Gyeong-un, who realized something was wrong, grabbed his head and face to calm his swollen blood vessels.

But,

‘what?’

I tried to control my energy, but something was strange.

It was different from the general case where energy flows backwards or rapidly swells, causing blood vessels to overflow.

This······.

-Pacak!

“······.”

In an instant, Gyeomchang’s head exploded.

There was no time to do anything.

Thanks to this, Mok Gyeong-un’s hands, face, and even clothes became covered in blood.

-Park! dump!

Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes became sharp as he pushed away the dead body of Gyeom-chang.

Dying while trying to say something meant being banned.

However, this was not a ban due to martial arts.

This unpleasant and sinister energy rising from the dead body of Gyeomchang was none other than the main force containing the curse spell.

What this means is simple.

‘Prohibition through martial arts.’

End

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