Episode 311
Twist (5)
“Whew.”
Stifling heat mixed with the lightly exhaled breath.
I didn’t try to extract the alcohol energy through internal energy. I also drank five bottles of strong liquor, so there was no way I wouldn’t get drunk.
At least considering how much I usually drink, it would have been normal for me to already be drunk and fall asleep.
“That’s an ambiguous amount.”
Moyong looked out the window.
The snowstorm was so strong last night. But tonight the sky was as clear as a lie. Not only the moonlight but also countless star lights were showing off their presence.
A faint smile appeared on Mo Yong-gun’s face.
“The weather is nice. “Is winter slowly going away now?”
Yesterday’s heavy snowfall will probably be the last heavy snowfall. Since it’s in the mountains, it’s inevitable that it’ll be cold for a while, but at least it won’t snow as much as before.
“Spring is coming… It feels so good when spring comes.”
Mo Yong’s smile became increasingly bitter.
“I never thought there would be such a difference between when I was steeped in expectations for the future and when I was immersed in reality.”
I was expecting it. No, he had already foreseen the current situation, having ascended to the position of family leader by eliminating his relatives in the family’s political strife.
However, what he did not expect was the existence of Yeon Ho-jeong.
‘No, that’s not all.’
Yeonhojeong is a huge enemy. He was a being who transcended all age, power, and experience.
Mr. Moyong honestly admitted. Yeon Ho-jeong is the nemesis of his life. I was confident that even if Yeon Ho-jeong was removed in the future, there would be no more political enemies.
But Yeonhojeong was not the only problem.
‘Most of the officials, including Yeonwi, are extraordinary.’
Things that were overlooked while fighting so fiercely with Yeon Ho-jeong.
It was the capabilities of the giants who obtained the same position and the same civil service position.
Among them, there were those who declared neutrality and did not step forward, there were those who openly revealed their greed, and there were also those who focused on peace and stability, like Yeon Wei and Zhuge Wenhu.
Not all of them were easy people. A representative example is Tang Gwan, and Prince Moyong believed that he could handle Tang Gwan until his death until he betrayed him.
‘It was arrogance.’
The party didn’t like him very much to begin with. But I didn’t completely believe it either.
From the beginning, they must have been looking for an opportunity to turn their backs. Yeon Ho-jeong’s persuasion was just a signal that brought that opportunity to the surface, and he was someone who would split up at any time.
Wasn’t it really arrogant to see a person like that and be confident that you could handle him until the end?
‘Was I such a narrow-minded person?’
Moyong closed his eyes.
‘It was probably from then on.’
After completing the deal with Yang Cheon and returning to the Murim Alliance.
He tried to forcefully oust public ambassadors for the sake of election.
To be exact, it was not an expulsion, but a secret plan to tarnish his reputation, but it was ultimately intended to prevent him from running in the leadership election, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was an expulsion.
But the plan failed before it even got started.
‘Even thinking about it now, my face feels hot.’
Both then and this time in the conversation with Yeon Ho-jeong.
He had to experience failure once again.
Although I have been pushed out of political battles, I have never felt so helpless.
I wouldn’t have felt unfair if I didn’t have the ability. Prince Moyong was a man who knew exactly what his strengths and weaknesses were and was confident that he could face them more calmly than anyone else.
But why did he keep showing his ugly side? Why did I realize I had made a mistake only after I had made it?
At least I wasn’t like this until last year.
‘….’
Prince Moyong opened his eyes.
His eyes, looking at the starry night sky, were colored with more dull darkness than ever.
‘The famous house was removed. Together with Namgung, he was competing for the throne of the Sixth Generation. I joined the Murim Alliance and created my own faction. Afterwards, we joined hands with Yang Cheon.’
A lot has happened in the meantime. And in the process, I experienced quite a few failures, but I managed to climb up and get to where I am now.
‘He was drunk. As I stepped up step by step to a position I had only dreamed of, I was unable to look at the situation calmly.’
Prince Moyong suddenly thought of Yeonhojeong.
He had never seen anyone as handsome as Yeon Ho-jeong. However, when I evaluated it calmly, there was not much difference between myself and Yeon Ho-jeong.
However, Yeon Ho-jeong did not make the same mistake as herself. Although I failed and was hit in the head, I always persevered and aimed for the next step.
Is it a difference in patience? Or is it a difference in youth?
Or does it mean that there really is that much of a gap between himself and Yeon Ho-jeong?
“I am not good at it.”
Prince Moyong sighed.
“You’re so excited that the future you’ve dreamed of is just around the corner that you’re skipping things. “The world’s King Moyong is finished.”
On the other hand, Yeon Ho-jeong did not try to sit at the top.
This fierce political struggle was just a process for him. I don’t know what Yeon Ho-jeong’s dream is, but at least I know that it is not to gain the greatest power in the martial arts world.
In other words, Yeon Ho-jeong does not need to be as patient as he is. That difference is what created the gap with him.
Moyong, who was sighing in a bitter mood, shook his head at a sudden thought.
“No. “I almost made another mistake.”
Moyong-gun smiled.
“Isn’t it my goal to take down that guy Yeonhojeong? “Even if that guy is better than me, I just want to achieve my goal, so why do I still care about him?”
It was worth paying attention to. It was the biggest obstacle on the road to my dream, so of course I had no choice but to pay attention.
But simply paying attention and being aware of him were two different things.
Mo Yong-gun’s eyes sparkled like starlight.
“Okay, now I know what I did wrong.”
Why are you here now? Creating your own faction? Joining hands with Yang Cheon?
Yes. At the end of that process, I am where I am today. As a result, there could be Prince Moyong, one of the Twelve Masters of the Murim Alliance and aiming to become the next Murim Lord.
However, there was another reason why my perspective became narrow and my mind became anxious.
“I’m so used to fighting. “I did not live my life to win this mess, but rather than the greatest throne in the world, I tried to survive alone in the rotten pond beneath that throne.”
Moyong-gun burst into laughter.
“Hehehe, this makes me no different from countless small people who chased power and ended up losing.”
I once said this to a person in charge.
He said he was different. I will not follow in the footsteps of fools who chased power and were swallowed up by the monster called power. He said that until the moment he dies, he will become a person who knows how to treat those in power like obedient dogs.
But before he knew it, he too was captivated by the magic of power and was only looking ahead.
“It has to change.”
Moyong muttered as he immediately emptied the refilled glass.
“You must control power and not be possessed by it.”
Mo Yong put the empty glass aside.
“Isn’t that so?”
Grumble.
The door opened and Mo Yong-woo appeared.
“Did you know?”
“Of course.”
“I came here cautiously because it was late at night and I thought he might sleep, but I felt like he was popular.”
“Hehe, it’s not even midnight yet, so I can’t end the day.”
“You drank too much.”
“Shouldn’t there be times like this? “Well, from what I can tell, you drank a lot.”
Chi-ik!
A strong scent rose from Mo Yong’s body. The cycle was blown away all at once thanks to the novelty of Noejeonggong.
Mo Yong-gun looked at Mo Yong-woo with incredibly clear eyes.
“Okay, it’s not midnight, but it’s late. “What brought you all the way here at night?”
Clear and deep eyes looking at his younger brother.
Mo Yong-woo, who was quietly facing his brother, pointed to a chair.
“Can I sit down?”
“Of course. Hehe, why are you asking such a question between us? Would you like a drink?”
“Then I’ll take a drink.”
“Oh my! How serious is it that it’s so different from usual? “I’m already scared.”
Mo Yong-gun filled Mo Yong-woo’s cup.
Mo Yong-woo coolly emptied his glass and his eyes lit up.
“older brother.”
“okay.”
“….”
“It seems like it’s something difficult to talk about. It’s okay. I’m ready to accept anything. “Tell me without hesitation.”
Mo Yong-woo, who was looking at his older brother’s face, sighed slightly.
“It may sound a little arrogant, but….”
“…?”
“This race election. Are you willing to give up?”
It wasn’t a presumptuous statement, but it was a surprising statement.
Mo Yong-gun’s eyes suddenly changed.
“How can you do that?”
“Me too…”
Mo Yong-woo, who had been licking his lips for a moment, lowered his head.
“I don’t know either.”
Actually, I’ve wanted to say this for a long time. However, the Mo Yong he knew was a man who never gave up and he knew that these words would not work, so all he could do was tell him to fly high.
But now I had no choice but to confess my true feelings. Looking at this series of events, Mo Yong-woo also could not help feeling frustrated.
‘You are so broken.’
Mo Yong-woo was heartbroken.
It has been the same ever since he joined hands with Yeon Ho-jeong. In the meantime, Prince Moyong had made enough mistakes, and at a critical moment, he decided to take action and bring him down to the abyss.
However, the recent Moyong County is different from before.
Is it because of kinship? Mo Yong-woo hoped that Mo Yong-gun would step down from here. I wanted to quietly step down and return to the Moyong family to spend my last years.
Even though I knew that it would be tantamount to a death sentence for Mr. Moyong, I still wanted to do that. I was planning to have him step down from his position as head of the Moyong family anyway, but this wasn’t the case.
He hoped that Prince Moyong’s last days would not be glamorous, but would not be miserable.
At least that feeling was the same as it was before and now.
‘It’s frustrating.’
Perhaps this remark directed at Prince Moyong itself could have been a burden to Yeonhojeong.
But it was something I really wanted to say at least once. I also felt fortunate that I was able to say that today.
‘You’re telling me this even though I know you won’t do it in the end.’
Mo Yong-woo stood up and complained.
“sorry. I think I said something for no reason. “It’s just that my younger brother has a lot of unnecessary worries…”
“No.”
“…yes?”
“Your worries are never useless. “I truly think so.”
“older brother?”
Unexpectedly, Prince Moyong was smiling.
“Yes, I was drinking and reflecting on myself. And I realized that I am not the same person I used to be. On a day like that, my younger brother comes to visit me and even worries about me, which makes me feel warm, apart from feeling bitter.”
“….”
“I guess the only thing I can trust is my flesh and blood.”
Mo Yong-woo closed his eyes.
Mo Yong-gun’s words that the only thing you can trust are your blood relatives pierced my heart.
“That’s why.”
“…?”
“I need to call one more of my blood relatives.”
“…yes?”
Mo Yong-gun’s eyes changed once again.
At that moment, Mo Yong-woo felt his heart go cold. This is because Prince Moyong’s expression changed as his eyes looked like a devil who had realized the Way.
“There is one thing I haven’t told you yet.”
“What is that?”
“I joined hands with Yang Cheon and sent Yeonhwa there.”
“…!!”
“And Yeonhwa will soon come to the Murim Alliance.”
“Brother tongue!!”
Moyong-gun smiled.
It was a cruel smile that gave goosebumps to those who saw it.
“Thanks to you, I gained great insight. Yes, when will you get the position of leader? In the end, if it falls into my hands at some point, that’s it. Is that so?”
