Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 36

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Episode 10: Martial Arts (4)

Mok Yu-cheon, the youngest Confucius of Yeonmok Geomjang.

He had no choice but to grow up earlier than his peers.

Mo Yu-cheon realized the reality at a young age when he learned that his mother was nothing more than a gisaeng.

At first I was desperate.

No one recognized him as the Confucius of Yeonmok Geomjang.

He was simply an illegitimate child born of lowly blood.

It was misfortune itself.

There was only one breakthrough for Mok Yu-cheon, who spent his childhood in such despair.

‘…Become stronger.’

The world was fair.

His blood may have been low, but his martial arts skills were extraordinary.

No, I was born with it.

The only way for him to stand out, despite his lack of skill, was through martial arts.

He thought that if he became strong enough that no one could ignore him, everyone would have no choice but to acknowledge him.

‘I will be recognized.’

And it actually came true.

Zhuang Zhou, who had been uninterested in his outstanding military talent and thought he was an illegitimate child, gradually began to favor him, and even his vassals acknowledged him.

His brothers, who had despised his mother and him, could no longer treat him carelessly.

‘perhaps…..’

He had no idea that he, who had been ridiculed for being so humble, might become a leader.

Little by little, I was filled with hope.

However, that expectation has recently turned into anxiety.

‘What happens when the owner dies?’

Zhuang Zhou did not name anyone as his successor.

If things continued like this, the idiot-like grand duke or the treacherous second son, Mok Eun-pyeong, could have become the main lord.

In that case, the great lady might try to kill herself, whom she regarded as a thorn in her eye.

‘Ahhh……’

It got complicated again.

I hoped that I could change everything with effort.

I felt like I was blocked by a wall again.

However, there was nothing he could do.

Like other half-brothers, he did not have the energy or financial resources to mope around or increase his power.

There was only one thing he could do right now.

Continuing to practice martial arts.

So today, I was concentrating on training to empty my mind of distracting thoughts.

However, the face I wanted to see the most, or rather the face I hated the most, appeared in the hall.

‘Thorough cultivation.’

Why on earth did this guy show up here?

Aside from being a criminal, he has no interest in practicing martial arts.

When I looked at him, my head, which had barely been sweating, started to feel uncomfortable.

“Get out of the training ground.”

I have a record of being beaten to death once, so if I had an ear for words, I would have understood.

But then something unexpected came out of his mouth.

“Do you also want to become a leader?”

“what?”

It was absurd for a moment.

“What are you talking about now?”

“It’s just as I heard. “I asked if you wanted to become a leader too.”

At those words, Mok Yu-cheon raised his voice and spoke.

“I don’t know what kind of trick you’ve appeared in front of me to pull, but stop talking nonsense and get the hell out of there. “Unless you want to crawl like last time…”

“well. “I think you’ll want this.”

With those words, Mok Kyung-un took something out of his arms.

Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes widened when he saw this.

“You…how did you do that?”

“I want to have?”

Mok Gyeong-un waved the secret letter and asked Mo Yu-cheon.

Softwood hwasimbeop (然木化心法).

It is a tonap method and a naegong luck technique that only the leader of Yeonmokgeomjang can learn.

There was no way Mok Yu-cheon, who inherited the blood of the Mok family, did not know this secret book.

‘What about that guy?’

Mo Yu-cheon did not understand this situation.

Zhuang Zhou is lying in a hospital bed and hasn’t woken up yet, so how does that guy, Mu Qingyun, have the secret book of the Lotus Tree Flower Mind Method?

Then, for a moment, my mind became complicated.

‘no way?’

Did your father give this guy a special certificate for the Lotus Flower Heart Method?

no.

That couldn’t have been possible.

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Regardless of their birth, the two children that their father viewed as most pitiful were Mok Yeong-ho, the eldest, and Mok Gyeong-un, the third.

The reason was that both of them did not put in any effort even though they were both poor.

Didn’t you say it out loud to yourself?

[I wish your older brothers were at least half as similar to you.]

These words did not come out for nothing.

Mu Yuqian said, glaring sharply at Mu Qingyun.

“Where did you get that? Could it be that you stole it without your father’s knowledge?”

At those words, Mok Gyeong-un sighed and smiled.

“I guess that’s not important.”

“It’s not important? “There is no way my father would have given a letter of absence to someone like you.”

“Isn’t that what you don’t know? “I could have given it to Lord Jang if he was interested.”

“gibberish!”

Mo Yu-cheon raised his voice.

‘Hmph.’

At that moment, Gochan’s expression distorted as his eardrums rang loudly behind him.

I guess they really hate tree farming.

I was dizzy from the amount of energy I put into my voice.

Mo Kyung-un, on the other hand, did not show much of a reaction other than slightly frowning.

Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes sparkled at this sight.

‘No reaction?’

If you were a regular tree farmer, you would have been in trouble for a long time.

But I endured this.

Did he continuously learn martial arts while not being able to see him?

Given that, why do I feel like I have less energy than before?

Mo Yu-cheon, who was puzzled, opened his mouth again.

“Is there any proof that it’s real?”

“evidence?”

Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and then casually handed out the secret book of the Lotus Tree Flower Heart Method.

Mo Yu-cheon frowned at this.

What kind of trick is this?

Mok Yu-cheon, who hesitated for a moment, soon received the non-emergency letter.

It wasn’t because of greed, but because I was curious about whether it was really an emergency book.

‘huh?’

However, the thickness of the secret book is thin.

I wanted to know something, so I opened the emergency document and found that there were only two sheets inside the cover.

The story of Simbeop may be short, but it couldn’t have been only two chapters.

Is it also fake?

So I read the preceding verses.

But the moment he read it, Mok Yu-cheon was convinced.

‘……..It’s real.’

It was possible to distinguish them because they had mastered the basics perfectly.

Naturally, I flipped to the back page and looked at the remaining pieces, and when I saw the traces of Mok Yu-cheon being torn along the way, I unconsciously swallowed my saliva with regret.

‘ah…….’

I was caught up in the thirst of the moment.

As a martial artist, I had no choice but to aspire to higher levels of martial arts.

Jangju’s exclusive use of martial arts techniques such as Yeonmokhwasimbeop and Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol were the secret to rising martial arts.

If I learned this, I might reach the perfect peak and further advance to a higher level of martial arts based on that.

“Why is there no content behind this?”

Mok Kyung-un smiled at that question and tapped his head with his finger.

Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes narrowed as he understood the meaning.

‘This guy……’

Was Mo Gyeong-un originally this weak?

The fact that he had memorized about 90% of the original and showed this, which only had traces of being authentic, was to solidify the fact that there was no way to obtain the same quality as him.

It seemed like he was preparing for a situation where his special salary could be taken away.

‘Is this guy’s idea really true?’

I glanced at the Gochan escort behind me.

However, it didn’t seem like it was the case as he was looking at me with a lot of attention.

If you say it, it means it’s true.

‘……It’s changed.’

What happened in two years?

After the incident that day, we haven’t had any direct encounters or conversations.

This was because Mok Gyeong-un was scared and avoided him the whole time.

However, when I saw Mok Gyeong-un after two years, he was very different from then.

“What on earth are you?”

“What?”

“Regardless of how we got this, what kind of trick are we doing now?”

“Does it seem like a trick?”

-Park!

Mo Yu-cheon threw the secret letter on the floor and stood right in front of Mo Kyung-un and said.

“Do you think it’s normal for a guy who’s been running away from me and my brothers for two years to come back with this and talk about Jangju?”

“hmm. “I thought you would want to become a chieftain, didn’t you?”

“what?”

“If you don’t want to become a leader, this offer is completely meaningless.”

Mo Yu-cheon was dumbfounded by Mo Gyeong-un’s words.

proposal?

What on earth are you talking about?

While I was puzzled, Mok Gyeong-un picked up the emergency book that had fallen on the floor and shook it off.

“If you don’t want to become a leader, you don’t really need this, right?”

“…………”

Mo Yu-cheon could not answer those words.

Even though he did not want to become a general, Mo Yu-cheon wanted to learn the martial arts of the Yeonmok swordsman.

It was natural for an unmanned person.

However, the reason I hesitated like this was because I couldn’t understand Mo Kyung-un’s true intentions.

This was clearly bait.

“…….What kind of trick are you doing?”

“If it’s a trick and you’re not interested, I’ll just go for now.”

With those words, Mok Gyeong-un put the emergency document in his chest and tried to leave without hesitation.

In response, Mo Yu-cheon called Mo Gyeong-un, who could only walk a few steps, and stopped him.

“stop!”

At those words, one corner of Mo Kyung-un’s mouth went up.

It also caught me.

Although I only had a conversation with this guy recently, I felt like I had a general idea of ​​what kind of person he was.

He was quite a stickler and followed his beliefs.

These types just don’t take the bait.

You have to lay the plate appropriately like this.

Mo Qingyun spoke casually without turning his head.

“You said you’re not really interested?”

“……..It’s not interest, but what kind of trick is this?”

“It’s a series of the same questions.”

“shut up. Just answer the questions I ask. “What is your intention in asking such a question as to whether you want to continue to be the leader?”

“Intent?”

“If that’s the case, all you have to do is quietly and secretly learn it and then aim for the position of leader. But what is the purpose of bringing this to me and asking me if I want to become a leader?”

Mok Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders at that question.

Then he turned his body slightly and said.

“I don’t know if you believe it, but I’m not particularly interested in the position of leader.”

“what?”

At those words, Mo Yu-cheon glared at Mo Kyung-un with suspicion.

You’re not interested in the position of chief executive?

Are you asking me to believe this now?

“under…….”

Mo Yu-cheon burst out laughing.

okay.

It was ridiculous.

He obtained that secret letter, but coming to me and saying things like this is a trap in itself.

I don’t know what his intentions were, but he was definitely planning something sinister.

To begin with, he also hates this guy because of an incident that happened two years ago, but this guy also fears and hates him very much.

At that time, Mok Gyeong-un approached him and said.

“I can’t believe it….”

That was before the words were even finished.

-puck!

Before he knew it, Mo Yu-cheon’s fist reached forward and landed precisely in Mo Gyeong-un’s face.

Mok Gyeong-un, hit by this, was pushed back and soon fell down.

-Gurgling!

Nosebleeds were flowing from my nose.

It was obvious that he was in pain, but the corners of Mok Gyeong-un’s mouth were trembling as he lay down.

‘It’s different.’

This was Mok Gyeong-un’s state of mind.

Putting the man with the black sword aside, he personally experienced the skills of Gochan Guard and Gam Guard.

Through that, I learned the difference between second-class and first-class.

And when I personally experienced the fists of the genius Mok Yu-cheon, who was said to have reached his peak at the age of only 16, I realized firsthand the difference in power.

I understand why Gochan was expressed as being several times stronger.

This was not a strength that could be achieved by chance.

‘My body can’t react.’

I saw it for a moment, but my body couldn’t follow it.

It was impossible to deal with anyone who did not come close to this strength to some extent.

‘……what?’

On the other hand, Mo Yu-cheon stretched out his fist and narrowed his eyes.

I threw my fist out to cover the guy’s mouth.

I knew of course that I wouldn’t be able to stop it, even though my skills were only third-rate.

But there was one thing that was different from the guy he usually knew.

‘I didn’t close my eyes.’

He was looking straight at his fist.

Normally, if it’s a fist that you can’t block, it’s normal to close your eyes and flinch out of fear.

But even the moment it hit, I kept looking at my fist.

‘You weren’t afraid?’

That tree tillage?

While I was wondering, Mok Kyung-un raised his upper body.

Then he wiped away the flowing nosebleed with the back of his hand and said.

“Your fist is strong.”

“Is it bitter?”

I snort.

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a proper hit.

He was convinced that they were planning a trick against him, so it was an attempt to scare him appropriately.

“It would be better if it didn’t happen. “If you wake up again, the intensity will increase to the point where you will think it was ridiculous.”

Mo Yu-cheon warned.

And he actually intended to do it.

But Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and said.

“I think it’s natural to have doubts.”

“It’s not doubt, it’s confidence. “I don’t believe anything you say.”

“okay?”

“So I’ll make you regret coming to pull such a trick on me.”

Mo Yu-cheon clenched his fists.

Now that this has happened, I need to do it more clearly than it did two years ago.

That way you won’t be able to do things like this.

While I was thinking about that, Mok Kyung-un smiled and said.

“If I do that, I have no choice but to give it to the godwife or Mok Eun-pyeong.”

“…….what?”

“It’s up to you to believe or not, but if you choose that way, I have no choice but to give a letter of absence to both parties to get what I want.”

Mo Yu-cheon paused at those words.

Because I knew what this meant.

Mo Kyung-un continued speaking.

“When the lord dies, the vassals will eventually nominate a pastoral lineage who has learned the Secret Book to be the lord. What will happen if Jangju emerges from Mok Yeong-ho or Mok Eun-pyeong?”

“……..”

“Do you really think they’ll leave you alone?”

Mok Yu-cheon was speechless at the words that hit the nail on the head.

He was frustrated because he couldn’t predict what would happen in the future.

That’s why I couldn’t help but fall in love with Mok Gyeong-un’s words.

In the meantime, Mok Gyeong-un stood up and continued what he was saying.

“I don’t know, but he was favored by the lord, and I don’t think he would just let go of an outstanding successor who stood out more than himself or his children.”

‘…….’

Guard Go Chan could not hide his inner embarrassment at Mo Kyung-un’s words.

‘Why should I provoke you further?’

This wasn’t persuasion, it was almost like semi-threatening.

If you provoke me like that, it’s almost like asking me to kill you even more. What are you thinking?

Sure enough, Mo Yu-cheon’s face turned bright red.

“……Are you threatening me now?”

“You’re not deaf, are you?”

“what?”

I think it will probably end with me getting beat up.

Mo Yu-cheon, filled with anger, tried to use his hands again.

At that time, Mok Kyung-un spoke in a cold voice.

“It’s a life-or-death issue, so don’t you think the threat doesn’t sound like a threat?”

-Stop!

Mo Yu-cheon stopped his fingertips at those words.

I was very angry, but I couldn’t ignore Mo Kyung-un’s words.

Since the head lord had not clearly decided on the succession, in the current situation, there was an extremely high chance that someone who had learned the Secret Book as Mok Gyeong-un said would become the lord.

And if it falls into the hands of someone other than yourself…

-closely!

The outcome I feared will happen.

Mok Kyung-un approached him with light steps, placed his hand lightly on his shoulder, and whispered in a low voice.

“I think I have some understanding of the situation now. “Who held the hilt of the sword?”

Mo Yu-cheon’s eyes trembled.

‘this guy…….’

Is it really the Mokgyeongun you knew?

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