Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 48

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Episode 13 Attack (4)

Can this be expressed simply as something that has changed?

No matter how bad their relationship is, Mok Gyeong-woon casually suggests sacrificing Mrs. Seok, who is nominally like his mother.

At his words, Mokindan was so shocked that his whole body got goosebumps for a moment.

Beyond the changes, it seems like the people themselves have changed.

At that time, Mok Kyung-un whispered in a sweet voice.

“This is a woman who left Zhang Ju to die and gave everything to her son. Is it worth the hesitation?”

‘This guy…’

It didn’t matter if it was true or not.

Mok Gyeong-un was giving himself an emotional justification to make a cruel choice.

As a leader trying to save a group, it was a justification that could be tempting enough as a person.

however,

‘no.’

Mokindan bit his lip.

Then, he released his hand from Mok Gyeong-un’s wrist that he was holding and gently urged.

“I can’t trust what you say.”

“It’s the truth.”

“……Even if what you say is right, it cannot be said that it is right to sacrifice someone to save others. and……”

Jangju Mokindan saw the face of Mrs. Seok, who was taking a step back.

Her frightened eyes showed strong denial.

I knew it well because I was his wife.

If she does something, she doesn’t react in such a way as to act like a fool.

‘Not really.’

That means,

“If that’s what you did, I’ll tell you it was stupid.”

“Is this foolish?”

“okay. And now is not the time to do this with you.”

-Pot!

With those words, Mokindan tried to stop Myeongdo King Son Yun from approaching Lady Seok.

But before I could do that,

-Kwasik!

Son Yun, who was walking towards her as if he was going to do something, tightly grabbed the earrings in his hand.

Son Yoon said, dropping the broken earring on the floor.

“It looks like there is someone here who doesn’t like Lady Zhang.”

“Nenet?”

She, who was intimidated by Son Yun’s intense killing power, asked herself a question while drenched in cold sweat.

Then Son Yun snorted and said.

“I guess someone among the Yeonmok Prosecutor’s Office framed you or wanted to kill you.”

Road murder.

It literally meant borrowing someone else’s sword to kill someone.

She, who was frightened by Son Yun’s words, relaxed and fell to the floor, as if her legs were losing strength.

Son Yun exuded enthusiasm and said with sharp eyes at the people of the Yeonmok Swordsman.

“Do you think I’ll fall for this trick?”

At those words, Jangju Mokin-dan gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Gyeong-un.

‘Look.’

This was the foolish thing he said.

If you look at the forest instead of the trees, you will be able to see the situation to some extent.

What kind of criminal leaves his traces so openly?

Rather, it was like revealing something left behind by a political opponent.

‘We shook hands.’

No matter how clever he pretended to be, this was the limit of a plan that came from the mind of someone who was only seventeen at most.

Mokin-dan frowned at Mok-gyeong-un and whispered.

“Things got bigger. No more. “Give it to me.”

“That’s sad.”

“what?”

“I was hoping to get lucky.”

“That’s what you’re saying…”

It was that moment.

-Wow!

At that time, Myeongdo King Son Yun swung his attitude and cut off the head of one of the warriors in the Yeonmok Sword Master.

It happened so quickly that there was no time to stop it.

“King of Myeongdo!”

-visor!

Jangju Mokindan was furious and pulled out his sword and shouted.

Then Son Yun shrugged his shoulders and joked.

“You are the one who broke the agreement, so are you writing this because you are angry at me? “I tell this to the people at Yeonmok Geomjang.”

– Say it! I say it! I say it!

A voice full of energy spread loudly like an echo.

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People around me covered their ears and suffered from the ringing eardrums.

‘It wasn’t full power.’

Mokindan’s expression darkened.

The power was much more profound than I had guessed during the solar eclipse I shared earlier.

Even if he was healthy, he wasn’t an opponent he could beat.

Either way, Son Yun continued what he was saying.

“I’ll give you one last chance. If you want to live, give it up. Or tell me who will benefit the most when Madam Zhang dies.”

At his shout, the corner of Mrs. Seok’s mouth, who was kneeling on the floor and trying to catch her breath, trembled.

I had no idea that I would suffer this kind of humiliation because of that damn bastard Mok Gyeong-un.

Originally, I kept my mouth shut because I was afraid of Jangju’s feelings, but now that that guy was out there too, I was in no position to cover up.

Mrs. Seok parted her lips.

“Hands….”

It was before I even spoke.

Then someone raised their hand and shouted.

“I know who did this!”

The person who shouted was none other than Hoheng.

Seeing her like that, Mrs. Seok thought it was right and kept her mouth shut.

It was better for Hoang, the guard warrior, to tell the truth out of loyalty rather than the picture he was talking about.

“You know who it is?”

“yes.”

In response, Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, wiped away the blood from Taoist and spoke in a murderous voice.

“If it’s a lie, you’ll have to sacrifice your life.”

“If something goes wrong with Madam, the Grand Duchess, the position of the Grand Duchess of this chapter will also be in trouble. Therefore, there are people who have an advantage in finding a successor.”

I didn’t mean to say those words, but naturally the gaze of the warriors at Yeonmok Swordsman split on the two people.

They were none other than the second-born Mok Eun-pyeong and the youngest Mok Yu-cheon.

Since I was a human being, I couldn’t help but look at the momentary gaze.

Mok Eun-pyeong shouted in embarrassment.

“What nonsense are you talking about now?”

The same was true for Mok Yu-cheon.

“That’s rude. Howie. “Why would I do such a thing?”

The two people responded that it was unfair.

Of course it had to be that way.

It’s not like they did it themselves.

However, what was unfortunate was that no one looked at Mok Gyeong-un after hearing Hoang’s words.

‘this……’

Jangju Mokindan frowned.

Looking at Mok Gyeong-un trying to bargain with him, it was clear that this kid was up to something.

However, since he was said to be the one with the advantage in finding a successor, none of the Yeonmok Swordmasters looked at Mok Gyeong-un.

That was because he had the most power and no possibility.

At that time, Myeongdo King Son Yun opened his mouth, looking alternately at the second child, Mok Eun-pyeong, and the youngest, Mok Yu-cheon.

“It seems so, but how can you believe it?”

“There is something that can be assumed to be evidence.”

“evidence? Hoo. Talk to me. girl.”

‘evidence?’

Mrs. Seok frowned at these words of guard Hoang.

Was there anything that could be called evidence?

While I was wondering, Hoang said.

“In the basement of the medicine hall, in addition to the items that Son Daehyup was looking for, there were also secret books that only the master of Yeonmokgeomjang could learn. “Whoever had it would have done something like this!”

‘!!!!!!’

The two people could not hide their embarrassment at Hoin’s words.

Although it was only the cover and two pages, it was the youngest Mok Yu-cheon and Madam Seok who had the original non-class books, Yeonmokhwasimbeop and Yeonmokseonggeomgyeol.

They were embarrassed and shouted at the same time.

“no!”

“Hoang you!”

They shouted at the same time, and as all the attention was focused on them, they were embarrassed and didn’t know what to do.

I shouldn’t have reacted to Hoang’s words like this.

If they did this, it was obvious that they would search their place.

‘under!’

Seeing them like this, Jangju Mokin-dan looked at Mo Gyeong-un.

Mokindan’s eyes trembled at the sight of him looking at him as if it were something fun to watch.

[If you’re lucky and can save everyone with that one woman’s sacrifice, wouldn’t that be a good thing in itself?]

[That’s sad. I was hoping to get lucky.]

The words Mok Kyung-un said passed through my mind.

The luck this guy spoke of did not mean what he had accepted.

“you…….”

Mo Kyung-un whispered with a smile on his lips.

“This is such a big deal. “If all the tasks that need to be completed are tied together like this, that scary person will go on a rampage saying he will kill them all, no matter how important it is.”

* * *

[what? Put these earrings in that wooden box?]

[yes.]

[Are you an idiot?]

[What?]

[But if you put that in there, who would believe that it’s an old sentient woman? Rather, I suspect that it was the work of someone targeting that woman, Mrs. Seok or something.]

[yes. That’s what I’m saying.]

[what?]

[Why did you bother to give them a secret certificate that was almost like a shell?]

[You… really?]

[Just in case, I would say it is a small preparation for when Jangju wakes up. Well, it’s just a light joke.]

[A light joke? Anyway, you’re doing well with one little thing.]

* * *

Originally, it was a preparation for Jangju waking up and checking the secret location.

Although it was different from the intention, it only added to the confusion.

Mok Kyung-un said, raising the corner of his mouth slyly.

“Wouldn’t it be better to talk about the hurt now rather than regretting it after losing them one by one?”

-closely!

Jangju Mokindan gritted his teeth.

‘What is this guy…’

The thought of him as his son no longer disappeared.

This was my first time seeing such a frighteningly clever person.

The sight of him trying to get what he wanted by taking the danger of Yeonmok Geomjang as a hostage was so absurd that I was completely shocked.

“What are you going to do?”

There was no more choice.

Mokindan said this.

“…….Bring the stipend and hand it over to that person. “I’ll let you know when I do.”

“That’s not what bargaining is about.”

“It’s you!”

“I don’t have much time.”

Mokin-dan, who was glaring at Mok Gyeong-un with a distorted face, trembled his cheeks and struggled to open his lips.

“It is a wound inflicted by a man called Ghost Sword in Yongmun, Guangdong Province, about seventeen years ago.”

“Demon sword?”

“You…….don’t you know the ghost sword?”

Al Li was at a loss.

There was no way Mok Gyeong-un, who had only recently learned martial arts, would have known about the ecology of the martial arts world.

“Who is the demon sword…..”

That was before the words were even finished.

-Tingle-tangle!

At that time, the sound of bells ringing was heard.

In an instant, everyone’s eyes turned to that place.

“Jo Bangsa.”

Son Yun, the King of Myeongdo, called out as he looked at someone coming in through the pavilion.

He was a middle-aged man wearing a snake-shaped eye patch and holding a cane.

However, there was something that made everyone more puzzled than the appearance of this man. There was a bell on the middle-aged man’s waist that was ringing alone, without even shaking it.

‘What is that?’

As I was doing so, a middle-aged man with an eye patch called Bangsa Cho opened his mouth.

“The monster is playing a prank.”

“Monster?”

“It looks like a monster is trying to steal a person’s skin.”

-Park!

At that moment, the middle-aged man waved his staff in the air, made a hand sign with his left hand, and recited a spell.

“Sinpilhwi-dong, heavy rain, hello, Hangma copy, Obongtaesangnogun’s salary regulations!”

-Taaaaaang!

As soon as the spell was over, the middle-aged man slammed his staff on the floor.

At the same time, an invisible wave occurred and a strong wind arose around the area for a moment.

-Paaaaang!

“Aaaahhh!”

Then, Lady Seok’s guard, Hoin, who was hit by the passing wind, suddenly grabbed his head and screamed like crazy.

Those around her could not hide their bewilderment for a moment.

Black veins were bulging around Hoang’s neck, and it was extremely bizarre.

“W-what is it?”

-Knock knock knock!

Hoang’s eyes rolled over and his whole body convulsed like crazy.

Everyone fell around her in shock.

-I’m crying!

Although it wasn’t as good as this, there was one person who felt sick, so it was a high praise.

The moment the wind passed by, I had an unpleasant feeling and felt like I was going to vomit.

However, as soon as I increased my internal strength and showed off my self-defense skills, things got better.

“Whoa…Whoa…”

Gochan looked at Hoang.

Gochan’s two ghost eyes saw a demonic demon suffering in Hoang’s body.

Maybe it was because his body was only second-rate and he had just been possessed, but he couldn’t stand it.

at last,

-Paaaaaaaaaaa!

I was thrown out of the possessed body.

Juan, who was suffering from convulsions, collapsed on the spot as if he had fainted.

-dump!

Seeing this, the corners of the mouth of a middle-aged man with an eye patch named Joe Bangsang went up.

“I will banish you.”

Then he took out the amulet of Chikbuju (勅符咒) from his belt, attached it to his staff, and shouted.

“Extermination of rare and evil spirits, Wu Feng Taisang, Lao military rule, new recruits, boots, and boots!”

He threw his staff with him.

-Shoot!

Surprisingly, the staff stretched out straight and flew like an arrow.

To everyone’s eyes, it looked like it was flying toward an empty space with no one around, but there was a demonic horse staggering there, not yet free from the pain.

However, this was before the staff imbued with mysterious power could reach the demonic monk.

-Park!

Someone caught the cane midway.

“You’re causing trouble.”

He was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.

At this sight, Jo Bangsa, a middle-aged man with an eye patch, was momentarily surprised.

‘no?’

Even if he was a samurai, he was not an ordinary person to catch the staff that contained the incantations and incantations with his bare hands.

But that wasn’t really surprising.

Zhao Bangsa frowned and glared at Mo Qingyun and said.

“You… can see the vengeful spirit.”

Those words caused a stir all around.

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