Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 377

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< Episode 99: That Day (4) >

-The origin of Chinjiwolmaek can be said to be after the fall of Gumurim.

After the day of the great disaster, the number of extinct sects reached hundreds, and the number of dead Murim people was difficult to even count.

However, those who barely survived that day became the roots of the current martial arts group.

Originally, the Cheonmaek, Jimaek, and Wolmaek were derived from one.

Mugojigi lambs.

He was a man of outstanding martial arts who managed hidden martial arts, which was considered the most important thing in an organization that pursued pure martial arts.

The reason he was able to become the Mugokeeper there was because he had such power, but also because he was castrated and unable to have children, and because he lost his eyesight, he could not see.

As a hidden intelligence keeper of the armed group he was a member of, he lived and slept deep underground, coming out once every six days and resting for just one day.

“You practically lived there.”

-I guess so.

Yang Bi-ryu, who had maintained his innocence, went out for a day’s rest as usual, but he had to face a shocking fact.

The huge library, manor, and even castle that were supposed to be on top were all gone.

Unable to see, the only scent he could smell was thick blood, a foul smell he had never smelled before, and the smell of burnt ash.

– Unable to contain his shock, he wandered around for three days and nights looking for survivors, but eventually realized that he was the only survivor and left.

Although he was incapable of having children, and although he was born as a blind volunteer, he had sworn loyalty to this huge organization that took him in. It was a very shocking reality, but he could not continue to stay in a place where there was no one.

As he escapes from the ruins, after much trouble, he manages to bring back the one treasure he was protecting.

He could not bear to let this, the only trace of the group and an important secret, be lost, so he wandered the world for the rest of his life with the mission to hand over survivors if he found them.

However, even after ten years, no survivors emerged.

While searching for survivors, he happened to find three orphans in danger of starving to death in an impoverished village. After rescuing them, he took them under his wing.

“Could it be them?”

-okay. These are the three beginnings of Cheonjiwolmaek.

Coming from poor villages, they had only first names and no last names.

Yang Bi-ryu, who took them in, raised them like his own children out of loneliness, and even taught them his own martial arts skills so that they could protect themselves.

Despite teaching martial arts like this, Yang Bi-Ryu, who could not reveal his origins, did not tell them the name of martial arts.

-Even though he had children, he wandered for a long time, was unable to find any survivors, and eventually died in a small village due to old age and chronic illness.

Because he died suddenly and did not leave any will, the three brothers whom Yang Bi-ryu took in were in a lot of trouble.

Yang Bi-ryu, who had many secrets, did not tell them much, so they did not even know who he was looking for. After reaching an agreement, they decided to burn it.

Even their adoptive father, who took them in, never touched them, saying they were untouched hearts, so they tried to get rid of them to respect his will.

however,

-Their agreement did not go as planned.

“Is it also greed?”

-For those who learned martial arts, it was nothing short of a supreme treasure. They only saw the contents for the first time after Yang Bi-ryu died, and they could not overcome their greed.

“Is that why it was divided?”

-okay.

They took their last name from each letter of the Yangbiryu that gave them their name, and became the origins of the Cheonmaek, Jimaek, and Wolmaek, and for a long time they were in conflict to have the Bigeunseo.

They had been at odds for a long time, and as their size grew, external enemies also arose.

Because of this, they decided that it was meaningless for the three branches with the same roots to continue fighting in later generations, and concluded a treaty.

That was the dance of the Hapjong ceremony.

The three branches that were divided are to be united again into one association, and the person who leads the association will have this rank.

The scale was the Pasapal style.

* * *

Just like that, the final day of mourning for Hoeju has arrived.

The location of the dance was Wolmaek’s training ground.

For the head of the family, Liu Kang, this day had special emotions.

Just eight years ago, he had lost all motivation because he thought everything would be taken by heaven.

However, now everyone was seeing Wolmaek’s soju as a powerful raw liquor.

‘honey. Hoon. Sowol, that child grew up like this.’

It’s already been ten years since they passed away, so why do I miss them so much?

Accordingly, he went to the annex where their memorial tablets were placed.

He went to the annex and stopped in shock as he entered.

The reason was because there was someone in the annex.

[you?]

He was the Soju Biheon of Cheonmaek.

I thought he was preparing for the final meeting tomorrow, so why is he here?

While I was puzzled, I saw Bi-heon gritting his teeth while staring at something.

-Wow!

Then, Bi-heon came out and ran into him.

[house owner.]

[How come you are here?]

[······Hoon came to see his brother.]

[Ah, I guess so.]

Before Ryu So-wol, Soju was Ryu Hoon.

Therefore, it was Biheon who competed with him several times and developed a close relationship with him.

Knowing this, the head of the family, Liu Kang, nodded in understanding.

However, that is not where the memorial tablet is located in the annex, so why did Soju of Cheonmaek get angry when he saw the other direction?

[I’ll just go to the guesthouse.]

[Sure.]

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Liu Kang, the head of the family who had sent him away, went inside and let out a faint sigh.

[ah······.]

What Bi-heon was looking at was none other than Ryu So-wol and the portrait of the man she said she liked.

He had hung up portraits of his dead wife and children to show them to them.

I must have been quite heartbroken to see this.

Moreover, although it was not intentional, Ryu So-wol was wearing a bridal gown in the portrait, so it must have been even more so.

‘It’s a shame it’s like this.’

He also knew well that Bi-heon, the Soju of the Cheonmaek, liked Liu So-wol as a woman.

That is why the head of the Heavenly Vessel would have made such a suggestion.

One they are,

‘There is no kite.’

Even if Cheonmaek’s Soju Bi-heon wins the final battle, he will never win So-wol’s heart.

That’s how firm the child’s mind was.

* * *

[Aaaah!]

Liu Xiaoyue looked up at the sky and roared.

Everyone in Wolmaek on the western side cheered at her roar.

As expected, she ultimately won the final dance.

The final dance was very intense.

This was because Cheonmae’s Soju Biheon, like her, had easily overcome the wall in just one year.

If she hadn’t worked hard for a year, she might have been defeated.

However, she won after a fierce battle that lasted almost two hours.

‘I won… I won…’

Liu Xiaoyue was very happy.

The preparation made under the assumption that Cheonmae’s Soju Bi-heon would become as strong as himself turned out to be a good fit.

Since going over the wall is the realm of enlightenment, there were many who could not reach it even after practicing for decades, but she was confident that he would definitely reach the same realm as her.

[haha······.]

She roared in joy and looked at Cheonmae’s Soju Biheon sitting on the floor.

You will probably be very heartbroken.

This match was different from previous competitions.

It was a position to decide the head of the three Macs and the owner of the supreme secret pasapalsik.

and,

‘It was your last chance to have me.’

However, due to this defeat, all proposals made by the head of the Heavenly Vessel were invalidated.

Ryu So-yol, who was staring at Bi-heon, approached him.

Even though they didn’t like him as a man and they fought like this for each other’s families, he was also an old friend.

There will be no more fighting with him, so it’s time to embrace him.

She said, extending her hand towards the Cheonmae Soju Biheon.

[Hold my hand…]

-Startle!

At that moment, Liu Xiaoyue felt a shiver run down her spine.

This was because Bi-heon, who raised his head, was shedding tears and glaring at him as if he were going to kill him.

No matter how heartbroken you are from defeat, is it possible for it to get this bad?

Bi-heon opened his mouth to see her in confusion.

[Geeeeee······. you······. me······. finally······. You are driving it…]

[······Yongheon.]

[Do not call…]

[you······.]

-Park!

Bi-heon slapped away her outstretched hand.

Then, he stood up on his own, put his hands together, made a bow, and went down to the training ground.

Looking at his back, Liu Xiaoyue was caught by a strange ominous feeling.

Why doesn’t that look on his face feel like a simple heartache?

* * *

Three months have passed since then.

In the meantime, the ceremony for the union of the three vessels took place normally, and Ryu So-wol’s expression ahead of the Hoeju coronation ceremony was extremely dull.

The head of the guard, Hwa-yeon, looked at her with sad eyes.

[Whoa.]

Ryu So-wol was burning cigarette leaves, even holding a stick in his mouth, which he wasn’t even supposed to do.

The thick smoke around her spoke of her depressed mood.

After the final dance, she headed to that place to meet Jeong-in, but returned a few days later, deeply heartbroken.

Because he didn’t show up.

Feeling sad and heartbroken as if she had been abandoned, she stayed alone for nearly eight days and soon came out.

From then on, I continued to practice like that, holding the stick in my mouth and staring intently at the Pasapapal method with an emotionless face.

‘Ah, lady.’

That sight was truly pitiful.

I just hoped she would get over it.

By the way, since Pasa Palsik is the highest secret book, I thought she would naturally practice Chosik or something like that, but she was just reading it all the time.

I was curious as to what was written there, but I didn’t ask any questions because I wanted to practice martial arts and forget the pain of my heartache.

No, I didn’t even have the right to ask in the first place.

However, because it was late at night and early in the morning, Hwa-yeon, the head of the guard, was cautious.

[Soju, no, hoju······. Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony, so why not get some sleep? I’m worried that I’m going to get sick because I’m tired.]

[Don’t worry, go in and sleep.]

[As an escort, how can I fall asleep first?]

[Then just leave it alone. After all, you don’t die just because you can’t sleep.]

[······.]

The voice was extremely cold.

Did deep heartache make her like that?

Hwa-yeon had to watch this sadly until late into the morning.

* * *

She looked toward Tokyo, complete with livery and crown prepared for the coronation ceremony.

In longing, she still didn’t feel well.

However, he tried to calm his expression.

This time, the man did not appear, and the longing grew even stronger, but this was the moment when I had to concentrate as the leader of the Wolmaek, or rather, the Cheonjiwolhoe.

It was impossible for the person who would become the owner of the company to remain gloomy and buried in emotions.

-widely!

She stood up, strained her neck and spoke.

[let’s go.]

[yes. Hoeju.]

Guard Hwa-yeon and the warriors assisting her at the enthronement ceremony followed.

Ryu So-wol’s steps along the passage toward Daejeon were extremely heavy.

She had been waiting for this day since the moment she became Soju.

Although he was depressed because Jeongin didn’t show up, he didn’t think he would break his promise so easily.

It will definitely appear someday.

Until then, all you have to do is fulfill your duty as the head of the congregation.

-Jump, jump, jump!

As she headed to Daejeon, her expression became subtle.

After stopping for a moment, Daeju Hwa-yeon looked puzzled and asked.

[Miss, why are you doing that?]

[······Strange.]

[yes?]

[No matter how reverently it is performed, this…]

Ryu So-wol, who felt something was strange, entered Daejeon without walking slowly and almost flying a new model.

At that moment, Liu Soyue’s expression hardened.

The inside of Daejeon was literally a place of chaos.

Numerous bodies were piled up, and everything that had been grandly decorated for the coronation ceremony was stained with blood.

[This, this…]

Hwa-yeon, the head of the guard, and the guards who followed her could not hide their embarrassment.

How on earth did this happen?

How did they not know about this?

[Hoeju······.]

As I was calling out to Ryu So-wol, I saw her staggering and walking towards something.

At that place,

[Ah…Father…]

The decapitated head of the head of the Wolmaek family, Liu Kang, was lying on the floor with his eyes wide open, and the bodies of the Wolmaek vassals and warriors were cut into pieces around him, looking miserable.

Ryu So-wol, who was walking unsteadily, collapsed on the floor in front of his father’s severed head.

-dump!

[Ahh…]

Her throat was so tight that she couldn’t say anything properly, so she grabbed her father’s head and hugged him.

Did you say that when a person’s emotions become too strong, he or she cannot control them?

Ryu So-wol couldn’t even make a sound or breathe properly as he hugged his father’s head.

why······. Why did my father become like this?

What on earth happened here?

That said,

[Are you here now?]

Someone’s voice was heard.

When I looked there, I saw a man slowly walking next to the throne.

The man with the blood-soaked sword on his shoulder was none other than Soju of Cheonmaek, or rather, Bi-heon, who would become the head of Cheonmaek.

Her eyes, unable to even breathe properly due to a mixture of sadness and anger, did not leave his.

But Biheon smiled and said.

[how is it? Do you like the coronation gift?]

[you······. you!]

Did you say this was a gift?

Bi-heon, have you really gone crazy?

All kinds of sounds came out inside her, but her breathing had not calmed down yet. She just let out a rough breath and glared at him.

But then Biheon said something I couldn’t understand.

[Did you see it? I told you that you can see the best face you’ve never seen before. Hehehe.]

[How dare you!]

At that moment, Hwa-yeon, the head of the guard, could not hold back her anger and threw a new weapon at Bi-heon.

[Oh, no!]

Embarrassed, Liu Xiaoyue stretched out his hand.

But Hwa-yeon had already reached him,

-Wow!

He could not swing his sword properly and his body was split in half on the spot.

Unable to even scream, her body was split in two and fell to the floor.

Her eyes turned red as if they were about to explode as she witnessed the death of Hwa-yeon, the head guard who had taken care of her and been her companion since she was a child, right in front of her.

[Off…]

Bi-heon, who was looking at her like this with a smile, soon sat down on the throne of the king.

Then he plunged the sword into the ground and said with a cold face.

-Poof!

[You brought all of this on yourself.]

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