episode_0027

[At around midnight, in front of the Mo Yong-se Medical Center. An empty space at the entrance to the Medical Center area.]

Unlike sects that have hundreds or thousands of disciples, ‘Sega’ cannot help but move within the bloodline within the family.

At this time, collateral lineages other than the head of the family are mainly in other sects and play roles such as elders or disciples.

That’s why most of the warriors who protect the family are of the ‘Moryong clan’.

And even if it is not necessarily the Murong clan, there are cases where a woman from the Murong clan has a child with another military man and the child is in the Murong clan.

Here, a young man with a white uniform and stars embroidered on it, symbolizing the warrior class of Mo Yong-se-

“Look here, Mo Tae-bok.”

This is also the case with those called Motaebok.

“Aren’t you anxious?”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s gotten to the point where you can create a sect outside, but you’re just acting as the family’s bodyguard.”

“Are you provoking me?”

Mo Tae-bok gritted his teeth at his adjutant, Murong Ak, who was approaching him.

“People outside are already talking nonsense about Mo Yong-se, so you’re saying that too?”

“You’re saying that you’re too kind to be a problem. This place called Mo Yong-se.”

Murong Ak pointed to the blue star embroidered on his uniform.

“The best in the world. The hero of the martial arts world. A small elite of the martial arts world. He only walked the right path to build up his martial arts skills.”

“So what are you trying to say?”

“I wonder if this is right.”

Murong Yue took out a piece of paper from his bosom.

And when Mo Tae-bok saw the paper, he was startled and looked around.

“Oh, burn it quickly…! Didn’t the lord tell you to burn it as soon as he saw it!”

“I just wanted to say something. You don’t have to burn it.”

Mo Yong-ak put the thin paper into his mouth and swallowed it.

“Inside, the events and situations that will occur in the future are written. To be exact…the true nature of the Demonic Cult…heh, heh heh.”

“Don’t laugh and keep talking.”

“Ah, yes. The ugliness and fear of the Demonic Cult, a very deep-rooted plan that would make even those who tremble at the thought of the Demonic Cult jump out of their sleep.”

“Are you being sarcastic?”

“Well. First of all, wouldn’t the legendary great thief, who inherited his peerless secret from someone like Biyeongshintu (飛影神偸), a kidnapper, shed tears of blood in his grave? The successor who inherited my vision is like this! While saying that.”

“It’s not just the Biyeongshinto, but the Demonic Cult itself….”

Whew.

A single flame rose toward the sky.

As something like a fire arrow signaling a signal flashed across the night sky, the two men looked around with hardened expressions.

“Are you really doing it?”

“Oh my goodness. This is the first time I feel sorry for a group called the Demonic Cult.”

The two men tried hard to suppress their feelings of emptiness, sadness, and embarrassment.

“…As expected of a sword of recruitment.”

“According to the order of the additional charge.”

And then he hardened his expression and became an iron-blooded swordsman whose expression never changed.

“…Phew.”

But I can’t seem to shake off the trembling emotions that have been coming to my mind over and over again since I ‘accepted’ being mobilized for the mission.

“How the world is going to turn.”

“He’s going crazy. It’s clear that he’s been stabbed in the head by the lord and can’t make a decision.”

“Pfft. Stop. They’re coming.”

The two men gulped and glared at the door leading into the tightly closed medical office area.

Boom, bang, bang!

There was an urgent knock on the door from outside.

“What’s going on?”

Mo Tae-bok approached first and asked through the door.

“Please, save me…!”

A woman’s, a young woman’s, a sigh that felt as if her body was on fire came from beyond the door.

At this time, what should the swordsman of the Murong family do?

Mo Tae-bok held back a sigh that was about to burst out at the sight of Murong-ak covering his face with his hands from behind, and then immediately opened the door that had been tightly shut.

“What-”

“Great hero!!”

Touched.

A woman who had come into Mo Yong-se’s house to take care of Yu Gi-yeon, the daughter of the doctor who had been in the medical office, attacked Mo Tae-bok.

“Wh, what the…?!”

“Someone, someone…give us an aphrodisiac…!”

The woman was not normal.

His face turned bright red, his whole body felt hot, and he seemed to be shaking wildly, unable to straighten his posture.

“Great, great sword…!”

“This, this is….”

Is this really the work of the Demonic Cult?

Forcibly intoxicating a woman with aphrodisiac, using it to distract the guards and committing a crime in the meantime.

-Everyone knows this, but if you feel like someone is going to get hurt or if someone is using poison, it’s okay to respond right away.

The stock price has already been threatened.

Mo Tae-bok was a man of common sense, so he wished that this woman would secretly stab him in the heart with a poisoned dagger.

That was the evil of the ‘Ilwol Shinkyo’, the predecessor of the ‘Demonic Cult’ that his parents had worried about countless times.

however.

“Great hero!”

The moment when another woman jumped out and hugged Mo Tae-bok from behind.

Touched.

Mo Tae-bok almost lost consciousness due to the strong presence that could be felt even through the cloth, wrapping around him from the front and back and clinging to his body.

-Well, if those women really do throw their bodies at me like that… Ha. Well, I won’t hold you responsible, so just go with it.

The words of the additional caution came to mind.

-I wonder what the devil’s cult thinks of the Jeongpa people. All the women who came in this time have no experience with men. The demon’s disciples spread throughout the Central Plains… They said they weren’t ‘virgin hunters’, so they only call in the pure to do that.

at that time.

Mo Tae-bok asked.

-Why do those women go to such lengths for the devil? …One of the shadows of our generation.

The surrogate sighed deeply and answered with an expression of understanding.

-Revenge for parents. Those whose parents were murdered by Baekdo Murim are beggars who work for the Demonic Cult.

At least I could understand this one thing.

“Dae, Daehyeop…! Please, please do something to me…!”

“Haaak, how can we overcome this suffering we are experiencing now…!”

The desperation of those who, in order to avenge their parents, become addicted to elixirs themselves and try to tie up the feet of Baekdo Murim people.

-Since martial arts won’t work, I’m trying to target your sense of justice and good heart.

And the anger towards Cheonma, who only knows how to use the bodies and minds of these people and do such tricks.

“Young lady, calm down first…!”

“Daehyeop, us, that is…!”

Mo Tae-bok’s heart sank at the sight of the woman looking up at him in tears.

“I won’t ask you to take responsibility, so please save us…!”

Touched.

The moment the caregiver took Mo Tae-bok’s hand and placed it on her chest, Mo Tae-bok quickly looked somewhere.

Far away, on the roof of a fairly tall pavilion, a man is watching the situation – the head of the household.

He drew a large circle with his hand, and Mo Tae-bok tightly shut his eyes.

“Come this way, ladies.”

* * *

3rd floor of the medical building, office.

I lay in bed, covered myself with the blanket, closed my eyes, and listened to what was happening outside.

‘It’s scary, Demonic Cult.’

It’s not like I can read the energy through walls or floors like the ultimate experts.

However, I am also sensitive to the scent of ‘medicinal herbs’ that drifts through the air, and since I have placed such medicinal herb traps all over the pharmacy, I cannot help but be able to detect enemy intrusions to some extent.

Squeak.

If you press on a certain floor, the medicinal herbs placed under the flooring will soak the flooring.

Or the scent of a specific herb sprayed in a closed space with the door closed gradually approaches.

The scent of medicinal herbs flowing in through the open window becomes stronger and stronger.

That is, I also know that an unidentified person stepped on a certain floor, passed through a certain space, and climbed through the window on the third floor of this medical center and broke into my room.

‘Maybe he’s a sewer who can’t even smell the medicinal herbs, or maybe he’s so used to the medicinal smell that it’s stuck to his body like a perfume.’

There is something called ‘chwijonghyang’.

There is a scent that allows you to smell and track someone from thousands of miles away by applying a powder with a very special smell to their body or clothes.

For me, it is medicinal herbs and elixirs found in the mountains and fields.

So you can see-

“Giyeon-ah.”

“Yes, Father.”

shit.

The two intruders turned my reasoning into trash in an instant.

“Mo Yong-se-ga’s main building is strong in defense, but it seems that even Mo Yong-se-ga can’t do much when it comes to this.”

“Isn’t it because of the Biyoung Shinbo?”

“That’s right. Haha. When it comes to covert operations, ‘we’ can’t keep up. ”

Personally, I think the reason the Demonic Cult fell is because people like that kept talking nonsense.

‘At least the Archduchess doesn’t do that.’

The princess of the Demonic Cult didn’t even say where she was hurting.

He was a man who knew how important it was to conceal information.

If she becomes the supreme ruler of the Demonic Cult, and if the Sword Master dies and disappears, the Demonic Cult may truly rule the Central Plains-

‘At least they’ll all be purged.’

Should we allow the Archduke to go around accusing kidnappers and people like Yoo Ki-yeon of being members of the Demonic Cult?

at all.

“Giyeon-ah. Now this man is yours.”

“Thank you, Father. Ah, Congressman Seok….”

Or chatting in front of the person you want to kidnap.

“Now, take Assemblyman Seok and hide him, and then have him make a bunch of extreme Yangjihwan.”

“If we cure all the patients with pulse syndrome in the Demonic Cult, the future of the Demonic Cult will definitely be much brighter than the future of Baekdo. Then, our Jageommun…can return to Cheonsan.”

They talk about their desires so openly.

“Hoohoohoo…. The sight of women suffering from cerebral palsy begging me to please give them the Geukyangjihwan… Hehehe…!”

“It’s a panacea for a limited number of diseases, so it’s worth calling the Geukyangjihwan. We’re going to get rich!”

Or raising your voice.

No, it won’t work.

Have to endure it.

This is the devil’s ugly scheme.

It’s a trick to somehow make people burst out laughing, to make their emotions fluctuate and ruin their acting.

‘Calm down, my heart.’

The loneliness in my heart beats wildly as if my heart were my bed, as if my heart valves were my blanket.

‘They’ve already fallen into the trap.’

They are foolish people who don’t even know that the Duke of Buaga has already made a response plan based on their own plans, without even having to go to the Grand Duchess.

chamberlain.

“But Kiyeon-ah. Why are you trying to get drunk, Assemblyman Seok?”

“Because he’s too much of a man for that crazy bitch.”

They brag about how successful they really are, without even realizing that they are talking about death.

“To the most evil woman in the Central Plains, such a kind and good congressman is such a waste.”

“Aren’t you just trying to be satisfied with stealing a man from the best in the world?”

“Huh huhu, father…?”

“Nothing. Then hurry up and get drunk. Even if there is no response from Mo Yong-se, if it is too late, we have to move.”

“Yes. Hehehe, even your sleeping form is cute.”

Yoo Ki-yeon’s face gets closer.

Sararak, the sound of the street is definitely the sound of hair being pushed behind the ear.

“Then the body….”

The moment Yoo Ki-yeon quietly pulled the blanket down.

“Huh?”

Perhaps, she saw it.

Next to my waist.

The being that was hiding under the blanket, with its body tightly bent.

“Why are you here? ”

Crunch!

Mo Yongseol swung his sword directly at Yu Giyeon.