Myst, Might, Mayhem (Novel)

Note: I really hope the original translator comes back... Editing this is too much... It took be 2 hours for this, even thought I somehow streamlined the process. Either than or I will have slowly earn a bachelors degree in the optimisation of editing out garbage...

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'This is crazy!' The guard, Go Chan, looked fed up.

It was absurd to see the severed arm flopping around like a fish, but the reckless behaviour of this fake Mok Gyeongwoon guy was almost too much to bear. No matter how dangerous Jangju's condition was, how could he mercilessly cut off the right arm of a warrior.

'What should I do about this? If Lady Seok, the great wife, or other young masters found out about this, we will be in serious trouble, not matter the reason!'

First, Go Chan tightly tied the arm above the cut section of the pole with a cloth made from his own clothes to stop the bleeding.

"Ha~" shaman Myoshin let out a deep sigh as he saw the condition of Jangju, whose complexion was changing. In fact, it could not be said that this method was completely wrong.

If the negative energy became unbearable, some parts of the body could be removed and amputated.

'It's ridiculous that a guy who knows nothing about curses or negative energy would make such a judgment. It's enough to make you stick your tongue out inf confusion. However, this method is literally the last resort. It is difficult to explain such extreme measures against such a large family or powerful people.'

"What a foolish thing to do," shaman Myoshin clicked his tongue and said, "I wanted to say more, but cleaning things up was the priority right now. Although it can be explained that the strange curse in Jangju's body was driven away by putting it in one of his severed arms, it has not yet been completely resolved!"

Shaman Myoshin took off the amulet written on Jangju's forehead and attached it to the severed arm. Then he made a hand sign and recited a spell.

"North Jesha Ojihwabuta dating Jangjang Reform Book Gamyubulbokja Abbupungdoseong Obey!"

*Bulge*

*Bulging*

The veins on the entire arm that were running wild turned black and sickly. Even the guard, Go Chan, turned his head to avoid looking at it, but Mok Gyeongwoon looked at the disfigured arm of Jangju with great interested.

*Chiiiiii*

The amulet trembled and the skin it was attached to turned red. As if influenced by this, the bulging areas around the skin where the amulet was attached began to subside.

'It's a shame,' Shaman Myoshin clicked his tongue inwardly.

Unlike typical monsters, there was flesh involved. Being alive in the flesh meant it was a kind of curse… it meant that it was not something you could catch by chance. This was intentional.

Normally, there would be a way to harm the culprit, or at least find them through the curse. But it was attached to a piece of dead flesh, which meant even if it was removed from the flesh now, it would be impossible to locate, let alone harm the one behind it.

'It's all ruined because of this guy,' that was why he sighed inwardly.

He felt like he needed to purify himself properly, to prove that it wasn't his fault, and get out of here quickly! Because the great lady Seok didn't get what she wanted. Jangju was not only alive, but he also failed to get the location of the documents and the stamp!

"Sigh"

A cold, sharp sensation in the right side of the neck. At this, Shaman Myoshin, who was reciting the incantation, stopped for a moment, "W- What are you doing?"

A razor-blue sword blade was touching his neck. The person holding the blade to his neck was none other than Mok Gyeongwoon.

"Young Master!" Guard Go Chan was also taken aback by Mok Gyeongwoon's sudden behaviour.

However, when Mok Gyeongwoon put his finger to his mouth and pretended to be quiet, he couldn't speak further, 'What on earth is this guy thinking?'

While he was confused, Mok Gyeongwoon parted his lips, "What was it called again? A curse? Does Lord Jangju's struggle between life and death have anything to do with it?"

"Look, can't you tell by looking at it? This house has been invaded by an evil spirit."

"What is a curse?"

Shaman Myoshin swallowed dry saliva in response to Mok Gyeongwoon's fundamental question, 'I have to hurry up and give answer, but I can't figure out why he is doing this?'

"Young Master…I will explain everything to you, so please put away your sword. If this is not thoroughly purified, Jangju's condition may worsen again."

"Are you sure?"

"What?"

"If it falls out of the body, can it get worse again?"

Shaman Myoshin's eyes shook at Mok Gyeongwoon's question. Usually, when something strange like this happens, we tend to trust the words of experts. But this young child was doubting him!

Shaman Myoshin answered calmly, "How could I lie to you when I practice shamanism for money from Great Lady Seok? The more time that passes, the more dangerous it will become for Jangju…"

"Sigh"

Before he could finish speaking, the blade of the sword slightly dug into his neck. Shaman Myoshin was taken aback by this.

"What are you doing? Are you really planning to ruin everything? I don't know who Young Master is, but if Jangju dies, it will all be Young Master's fault."

"If the master dies, it's your fault for failing to practice shamanism even after receiving money. How could it be my fault?"

'!?' Shaman Myoshin was momentarily speechless.

Seeing that this bastard himself didn't waver even when he said this, it seemed like he had no interest in Jangju's life or death.

'Could it be that, like the great lady, the young master does not really want Jangju to live, but rather is waiting for him to die?'

That possibility could not be ruled out. He experienced this countless times while practicing magic. A power struggle taking place within the family.

'If that's the case…'

"I hope you answer the question without me having to kill you~"

*Poof*

The blade dug deeper into the shaman's neck. Shaman Myoshin was flustered and spoke hurriedly, fearing that his head could be cut off at any moment.

"Ho, if Young Master also wishes for Jangju to die, I will do as he wishes, so please spare his life…."

"Young Master as well?"

"Yes?"

"Who wanted Jangju to die?"

Shaman Myoshin's expression hardened at Mok Gyeongwoon's question.

'I took a gamble out of fear that my throat would be cut, but it seems I was wrong.'

"Well, that's…"

"Who is it?"

"I didn't mean it that way, Young Master…"

"Was it the Great Lady?"

"…" Shaman Myoshin was speechless.

'I have to come up with an excuse, I can't come up with an answer in an instant. Damnit!'

Guard Go Chan couldn't help but be surprised at the sight.

'I thought he might have gone crazy to suddenly point his sword at the Shaman's neck, but could he have caused this situation?'

*Gurgling*

At that time, Shaman Myoshin broke into a cold sweat and opened his mouth, "Young Master…the great lady is just…."

"I think it would be best not to look around for hope. In situations like now, honesty may be the way to survive."

"Y- Young Master…"

"It looks like your family will have to carry your headless corpse back…"

"The Great Lady! The Great Lady Seok asked me to find out where an important letter and the Lord's official seal are because she doesn't need to save the Lord Jangju!"

In the end, Shaman Myoshin revealed what he knew. He also had a lot of cunning, having gone through many hardships. But this guy really looked like he was going to cut off his own head right here.

"Did not need to save Jangju?"

Mok Gyeongwoon questioned and looked at his guard, Gao Chan.

As a result, Guard Go Chan became at a loss as to what to do.

'Damn it. I never thought the great lady would do such a bold thing.'

The person they were trying to change lines to was not the Great Lady and the first Young Master, but the second Young Master. However, if Mok Gyeongwoon had not come here, the first Young Master would have inherited the position of Jangju before they could even do anything.

"Go Chan."

"Yes?"

"The Shaman said Lady Seok ordered it, what should I do?"

"Yes?" Guard Go Chan could not hide his embarrassment.

'What are you going to do alone? Even if we found out that the great lady did something like that, there is nothing we can do about it right now. On the contrary, by interfering with it, it would only incur the great lady's anger and restraint,' Go Chan's head was spinning in a hurry.

The situation happened anyway, and since they knew the great lady's secret, there was only one way to improve the situation and survive.

'Damn it! I never thought I would say these words with my own mouth.'

"Young Master… We must save Lord Jangju. Otherwise, the Great Lady will target Young Master."

"Because I was in the way."

"That's right."

Shaman Myoshin hurriedly intervened in response to this high praise.

"Yes! Young Master, we can save Lord Jangju. Since the curse has been separated from the body, you will be fine as long as you cleanse the severed arm. I will save you no matter what, so please…"

"You mean you can save him?"

"That's right! I'm doing it-"

"I have more questions that need answering though…"

"What do you mean? I'll tell you everything I know!"

"You said that a curse was threatening Jangju's life. How did you try to find out from Jangju what the great lady ordered?"

Shaman Myoshin was once again speechless at that question, 'I didn't know that he would suddenly ask me how I was trying to figure it out. I can tell you the story, but you have to listen to me…'

At that time, Mok Gyeongwoon grabbed Shaman Myoshin's neck.

Then he pressed his neck hard and said, "A- Ah~ don't think about it and that when I ask you, you answer right away without a moment's delay. I don't think there's any need to save people who don't deserve it, right Guard Go Chan?"

"…"

"There's no answer again~"

"I tried to control the evil spirit or curse and make Lord Jangju speak directly!" the frightened Shaman Myoshin answered immediately.

Mok Kyung-un smiled at him and said, "Why were you so stubborn when you could just answer so easily?"

"Please, save me. I would never have done such a thing if the Great Lady Seok had not ordered me to. I will purify the monster right away, so please…"

"No."

"???"

Mok Gyeongwoon pointed to the arm and said to Shaman Myoshin, who was puzzled.

"Do what I tell you to do…"

"W-What are you doing now…"

Mok Kyung-un raised the corner of his mouth and said to him who was embarrassed.

"You said you could control the curse and get what you originally wanted from Jangju's mouth."

'!?'

The expressions of everyone present, including Shaman Myoshin and Guard Go Chan, hardened at Mok Gyeongwoon's unexpected request.