Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 38

Episode 11: A Dangerous Visit (1)

Four days after that,

A lush forest not far from Yeonmokgeomjang’s manor.

A man wearing a bamboo hat and wearing a navy blue uniform with an onmyangdo pattern on his back, carrying an endorsement box loaded with old books and instruments, was walking somewhere, holding the seal of swordsmanship in one hand and an amulet with the word Chu (追) written on it in the other. was going

The man constantly recited spells.

“Cheonjeongjeong Ilwoljijeong Cheonjihapkijeong Sunwolhapgimyeong Shingwihapgihyeong Isimhapasim Asimhapisim Cheonsimmansim…..”

This is harmony wine.

They were searching the surrounding area for two or three days using the Chohwanhwahwahapbeop (招歡和合法), a type of magical technique that allows you to meet someone you have lost contact with.

Normally, I would find someone quickly using this technique.

one,

‘It was covered.’

A very strong and evil energy was covering it.

This was not a case of disappearance or ordinary death.

The power of ghosts or magic was involved.

‘Who on earth?’

Sak (朔) was Banggi (方技), who could be said to be the third most powerful person in Gwiyeonggak.

In addition, since he treats Imaemangryang Guyeo as a food spirit, he has the ability to control an imperial level spirit by himself.

But I don’t understand why I was treated like this.

[yes? Is that possible?]

[This is a letter sent by the great lady of Yeonmok Sword. Please read.]

There was a complaint written in the letter that was close to a threat.

It contained a message that if a penalty of 3,000 silver coins and sak was not paid, Gwiyeonggak would be annihilated.

If it goes as written, it’s not that I can’t understand why the dame was angry, but there was no way Sak would do something like this.

[There is definitely something. Find her and find out what’s going on.]

So I was like this day and night without being able to rest.

I had to hurry and find her before I moved from the Yeonmok Geomjang.

That was when I was concentrating on the technique again.

-Purrrrr!

The amulet of Chu held in my left hand shook violently.

‘It’s nearby.’

So the man held the Chu amulet in both hands and recited a spell.

“……Singu Hapdeok Sa Samancheon left wing Phil Unjae Unjaeun Suogusa Geumpyesa Yeonsingu salary rate ordinance!”

The order was almost over.

The writing on the amulet, which was shaking violently, became darker and suddenly floated in the air and flew off somewhere.

-Fly, flutter!

The man followed the flying amulet.

Eventually, the amulet bent downward from somewhere and went down.

It was hidden by thick bushes, but when I passed through it, I came across a fairly steep cliff.

It was a place where it was easy to fall to death if you lost your footing.

The man looked around, found a slope, and went down.

There, I found an amulet neatly placed on the floor.

however,

‘!?’

Something other than the amulet caught his eye.

All around him were unrecognizable human figures, with only fragments of flesh and traces of dried blood remaining here and there.

The moment the man saw this, he couldn’t help but frown.

‘How could this happen….’

This result was completely unexpected.

I thought she might have been harmed, but it was more serious than I thought.

The man swallowed dry saliva.

This was absolutely not something that could happen to the level of an emperor.

‘What on earth happened?’

There was nothing to be learned from this terrible scene.

At least if the body is safe, there may be a way to find out some details through demonic magic, but this lowers the probability.

There was nothing I could do.

The man placed his hands on the floor in the middle of the disaster and closed his eyes.

And then,

-Good! Good!

I made a hand sign with my left hand.

‘Dog(皆)! Fight! ‘Before!’

A stay-out worker, a stay-out worker, and then a foot soldier.

He was a prisoner of the old rehabilitation law.

“Three-person naming method. The Northern Emperor gave me authority. So reveal everything you have experienced. “Benefit rate ordinance.”

-Purrrrr!

The blood-stained things on the floor began to tremble slightly.

Cold sweat formed on the man’s forehead.

When a person is killed by a monster, the soul and even the remaining parts of the body are damaged, so it is difficult to extract traces of it through magic.

“Clear everything. Salary benefit rate…..gasp!”

The man’s head was thrown back.

Then, fleeting memories flashed into my mind like flashes of light.

-Sssshhhh!

[Myoshin……]

[Cluck, cluck, I caught back what was sent.]

[Are you a broadcaster?]

[Whoa. It’s quiet now.]

[How can I do this with my bare hands?]

[You said you could listen to anything, right?]

[…….For now, I’m leaving like this, but it won’t be long….]

– Creepy!

At that moment, the man’s consciousness returned, along with an evil energy that sent shivers down his spine.

The man muttered with trembling eyes.

“W-what is it?”

At the end, the memory was cut off along with the tremendous fear that Sak felt.

It didn’t look like something had cut into that part.

If I had this level of fear and fear, I would have seen the last part at least, but there wasn’t even that.

‘weird.’

All beings fall into fear before death.

However, the fear I saw before this last interrupted memory was not the fear I felt before I died, but rather the feeling I felt while facing some great fear.

‘What on earth happened?’

I had even more doubts.

The memories were so fleeting and brief that I couldn’t tell what exactly happened.

There was only one thing I found out through some passing memories.

‘Mokgyeongun…’

He was at the center of this incident and the death of Sak.

It was only a short story, but it was one of the most memorable memories.

‘……..You’re going to catch Lee Ma-mang-ryang with your bare hands?’

Even for radiators, it was difficult work unless they met special conditions.

One of two things could be guessed here.

One is that this Confucius named Mok Gyeong-un wrote to the Emperor in advance as they had guessed, so this was possible.

Or maybe he was born with spiritual talent.

If it was the latter, it was a great talent.

‘…….Maybe it’s an innate radiation.’

Talent like this was not easy to find.

It is said that you have talent if you can even feel the slightest trace of spirituality with one of your five senses.

Touching Imaemangyang, which is a lump of yogi itself, without meeting the conditions was a completely different area.

The man shook his head.

‘This isn’t important.’

You will only be able to understand what is going on once you get in touch with a guy named Mok Gyeong-un.

The man glanced into space and muttered.

“bore. “For some reason, I feel like I shouldn’t relax.”

With those words, he motioned for me to follow him.

Then the eagle-shaped shadow reflected on the floor responded by flapping its wings.

What was strange was that the eagle in the shadow had a uniquely shaped horn on its head.

* * *

Yeongranru is located in a back alley at the southern end of Jeojat Street.

Yeongranru was overflowing with various low-quality parahos.

“Khahahaha.”

“Drink it. “I will calculate everything today.”

“Let’s die today!”

Because of these people, other guests did not even dare to enter.

‘Whoa.’

Watching them like that, Gochan, the guard standing at the entrance, sighed.

‘At least this is the only intelligence group around here.’

It was a place that was quite low grade.

If you were to measure it from top to bottom, it was barely in the lower class.

Just looking at the people crowded together, the standard has dropped significantly.

However, since there was a request from Mok Gyeong-un, I came here with the intention of requesting a request from a nearby place.

[Ask if you know this sign.]

[yes? How do I do this?]

[There is no need to know the details, you just need to submit a request to the Gochan escort agency or something like that.]

[All right.]

‘What is this?’

The sign Mok Kyung-un showed was quite simple.

However, I had never seen it myself.

It could be because it’s been quite a while since he retired, but it could also have been so trivial that even he himself, a former lifesaver, didn’t know.

‘Where is it anyway?’

There must be a leader here.

Because it was a low-level place, there were no special rules, and it was a place where people asked for information in proportion to the money they paid.

‘Oh, there it is.’

I met him a few times while settling here.

Gochan sighed once and called someone.

“Kwak Rouju.”

At his call, the intoxicated man sitting in the middle of the guest room slowly turned his head without even getting up.

Then, he blinked and then stood up with a bright smile, as if he recognized Go-chan.

“Hey. “You are not the Gochan escort of the Yeonmok Swordmaster.”

Although it had been a long time since I had seen him, he was still a person who was obsessed with the color of cinnabar.

Even now, I have a woman who looks like a courtesan next to me, and I don’t even like seeing her.

Gochan shook his head and said.

“I have a request for you.”

“request?”

“You will pay the right price.”

“I understand. “Please come up to the office on the second floor.”

I don’t like it, but even though it looks like that, I think I heard it was from Haomun Bangpa before.

So the information power was not that low.

Not long after I entered the room, I heard a pounding sound coming from the second floor hallway.

Because he is so big, he always makes noises.

‘It’s disqualifying as a sprinkler.’

The basis of spraying lies in secrecy and secrecy.

Of course, those with knowledge are rare.

At that time, the room door opened and Guo Luzhu came in.

“……What are you doing?”

Gochan asked, raising his eyebrows.

Guo Luzhu came in, kicking a woman to his side.

She appears to be a courtesan, as she wears her hair up, dark makeup, and flowing clothes that show her cleavage.

Her face was so beautiful that it caught my eye, but this wasn’t the place.

“This is the new Ailao. “Aren’t you okay?”

“Didn’t you say you were making a request?”

“It doesn’t matter if you hear it because it’s our child, so don’t worry too much about it. If you have something to say, say it quickly. “I have to go down quickly.”

‘……Such a pathetic bastard.’

Gochan’s murderous intent rose within him.

No matter how low the class was, it was truly below standard.

If it continued like this, there seemed to be no need to request it.

“Send me out.”

“Uh huh. Go Howie. The man. Pungryu…..”

“If you keep coming out here, I’ll just leave.”

“…….”

It worked.

Guo Luzhu, who had become completely mute, spoke irritably to the courtesan.

“Go down and wait patiently for this gentleman. “Be prepared if you are hugged by another bastard.”

And I try to hit my butt with my palm,

-widely!

The courtesan grabbed Guo Ruju’s hand.

“Huh?”

“Whew. “I can’t do it.”

The courtesan muttered as if she were annoyed.

“You bitch!”

Guo Luzhu was taken aback by her attitude and tried to stab her in the face.

It was that moment.

-Poof!

The courtesan’s hand suddenly reached Guo Ruju’s ear.

Then, Guo Ruju stumbled like a doll whose strings had been cut.

“you!”

Surprised by this sight, Gochan hurriedly tried to pull out his dagger, but something flew out of the courtesan’s hand and pierced his acupuncture point.

-Pupupupup!

It was a very thin see-through.

As the reflection penetrated, Gochan could neither open his mouth nor move.

It was as if I had been poisoned.

-Drur!

The courtesan took the chair from the table and pushed it behind the staggering Guo Luzhu.

Then, Guo Ruju naturally sat down on a chair.

Of course, when viewed from the front, the condition of the eyes did not look that good as only the whites were visible.

‘This….this…..’

He could not hide his embarrassment when he saw the reflection stuck in Gochan’s chest.

There was no way he, a native of Bisalmun, would not know this.

‘Younginbichim?’

It was a memorization of the text by Bisalyeomgaek, the master of Bisalmun and one of the four major assassins in the central region.

* * *

It was impossible for a mere courtesan to wear the Yeonginbichim (瑛璘飛針), which can be said to be the symbol of the gate of Bisalmun.

At that time, Munju Bisalyeomgaek was a person with a tax base of sixty.

Although he is older than those in active duty, his skills are truly unmatched, and he has firmly maintained his position as one of the four major assassins for over twenty years.

But the fact that his German memorization is in the hands of this courtesan…

‘!!!’

Gochan couldn’t help but be surprised.

I think I finally know the identity of this courtesan.

‘Seo, really?’

The non-slayer had one granddaughter.

Her name is Ha Chae-rin.

He lost his entire family in an unexpected attack and was the only remaining blood relative.

The non-slayer poured everything he had into this remaining blood relative.

It was good up to this point.

Because it’s something that everyone can understand.

The problem was something else.

‘…Is Munju sane?’

All the rulers of Bisalmun believed that Bisalsagaek would never pass on his position as the gatekeeper to his only granddaughter.

Because she was not suitable as a assassin.

It was no exaggeration to say that the basis of assassination lies in cool-headed reason.

But the granddaughter had absolutely nothing to do with it.

She was a person with a personality breakdown.

The constant cursing that doesn’t seem to be fitting for such a pretty and young person, the stubbornness that causes an extreme dislike of dirty things, and anger management disorder…

Nothing matched the spray.

‘Even though everyone was against it.’

The last time I saw her was four years ago.

Even before her retirement, when the executives of Bisalmun and all the assassins protested, Bisalyeomgaek forced her to close down in Bisaldong, saying they would correct her.

‘It’s impossible.’

Everyone was convinced that it could never be fixed.

How do you control his fiery temperament and make him have the cool-headedness of Salsu?

That’s how I lived forgetting her.

Four years have passed since she retired, so she must now have the appearance of a mature woman at the age of nineteen.

‘It’s okay…’

You can tell just by looking at her great breasts that you can see her cleavage.

I grew up really well.

With such an alluring face, anyone would easily fall for it.

At that time, she stretched out her hand towards the wall of the guest room.

-Shoot!

The see-through needle stuck in the wall was pulled out and stuck to the blood ring on her wrist.

Looking at this, I could clearly see that it was Yeonginbichim, a memorization of German text by a non-salom customer.

The fact that she wrote this meant that she had inherited the position of Moonju.

‘…So does that mean you succeeded at age 1100?’

There was a rite of passage to become the master of the Bisalmun, the sect of Salsu.

It was necessary to take a test called 101, 100 deaths.

The task of completing 100 designated requests is to complete them within 100 days. If this is achieved, it is called the Four Masters.

‘Nonsense.’

It’s almost questionable that she could have done this due to her nature.

Or did Moon-joo really succeed in raising her into a worthy assassin?

Maybe it could have been so.

If you think about it, it was surprising that she, who had severe myelophobia, was serving drinks as a reference among the Parakhos.

‘Was there room for rehabilitation?’

If that were the case, Jeondae Munju might be respected.

That person with a personality breakdown was raised to become one of the worst assassins.

Then a small voice sounded in his ear.

“oh. “f*ck.”

‘……!?’

Ha Chae-rin, dressed as a courtesan, was seen wiping away small drops of blood from her cheek.

He had a cold look in his eyes, as if he was displeased.

Seeing that image reminded me of her swearing as a child.

‘…….Is it really fixed?’

As I was starting to feel suspicious, she approached me.

She approached and pulled out one of the see-through needles stuck in her chest.

Then a cough came out of Gochan’s mouth.

“Cluck cluck.”

When the voice came out, it was as if the needle that was blocking the blood was pulled out.

Ha Chae-rin said, sitting with her buttocks on the table and her smooth exposed legs crossed.

“I never thought I would see a retired person like this. Uncle Gochan. Or should I call you former junior assassin No. 83?”

‘Damn it.’

It was definitely Ha Chae-rin.

I thought I had forgotten it because it was 4 years ago, but I only remembered seeing it a few times.

Gochan parted his lips in a nervous voice.

“……long time no see. miss.”

“Lord Moon.”

“yes?”

“Now you are Lord Moon.”

I was skeptical, but his guess was correct.

She became the current head of Bisalmun.

When this turned out to be true, Gochan became anxious.

The reason was simple.

This was because the only way for a retired assassin to meet a former assassin was in death.

While I was feeling anxious, Ha Chae-rin said.

“I guess it’s because he’s retired that he doesn’t look like Moonju.”

“Well, is that possible? “I congratulate you on becoming the new door owner.”

“f*ck. “You bow down and receive me.”

‘………’

Go-chan was speechless at the thick swearing that came out of her mouth.

No matter how I looked at it, it was the same as I knew before.

It was like this before, but it really didn’t suit me to say such an insult with such a pretty face.

Ha Chae-rin said, covering her lips with her hand.

“oh. Look at my mind. I guess I felt very comfortable meeting someone I knew for the first time in a long time. “I should have been a bit pretentious, but I ended up cursing without realizing it.”

“Fine, do whatever you feel comfortable with.”

“Is that possible? Her ladyship must be cultured.”

‘…….’

What kind of culture is this now?

He thought so in his heart, but Gochan kept his mouth shut.

Of course, I didn’t have the courage to say it out loud.

In fact, I became even more nervous.

Because I didn’t know what would come out of her mouth.

At that time, Ha Chae-rin opened her red lips.

“If anyone saw it, they would think it was here to eat it. Your grandfather must have thought so well of you both that he allowed you to retire with Uncle Gam. So relax.”

“…….Is that really true?”

Gochan asked with wide eyes.

Deep down, I was worried that she was coming to take my life.

But looking at it like this, it didn’t seem like it would be a big problem.

‘ha……’

I felt fortunate.

But suddenly he thought something was strange.

If it wasn’t for him, why did the new Moonju come all the way here and use the spirit’s secret spell on him?

I was puzzled, but Ha Chae-rin said with a smile.

“Good for you.”

“yes?”

What’s good?

“The eldest Confucius of the Mok family said he likes vermilion, so I was planning to go in and out of Yeonmok Geomjang through him. I guess I can go in with Gochan’s escort.”

‘!?’

Gochan frowned for a moment, wondering what was going on.

Why is she trying to enter Yeonmok Geomjang with him?

“Well, what do you mean by that? Why are you with me and the Yeonmok Swordmaster?”

In response to that question, Ha Chae-rin gently lifted Go Chan’s chin with her fingertips and spoke in a murderous voice.

“I’m thinking of taking the head of Yeonmokgeomjang’s third Confucius with me.”

‘!!!!!!’

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