The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 20

This must be what he really wanted to ask. Mok Wigun answered immediately. There was nothing to think about. Because he knew very clearly what he was trying to do now.

"I'm trying to put things that have been twisted back in their place. Because that's the natural thing to do."

"It is a natural thing. But do you think it's possible?"

Mok Wigun looked down at Dan Bulseok from the stone steps and asked.

"This isn't like you, Captain Dan. What do you want to say?"

"I came to answer."

"Answer?"

"That's right. I came to answer the question from 5 years ago."

5 years ago was when he had last seen the Light Wind Unit. What happened then? As he thought about it, the memory came back immediately.

'They came and talked to me. To get my act together. Is this the time for this? That I shouldn't be doing this, for the sake of the deceased madam.'

At that time, he was drunk every day and couldn't get his act together. Hearing those words, Mok Wigun flared up in anger.

'You're the ones who couldn't protect my mother and let her die! What right do you have to nag me? Do you have the right to say such things?'

Dan Bulseok and the warriors closed their mouths. They looked very angry, and at the same time, sad. Mok Wigun drove a dagger into them.

'If it were me, I would have died on the spot. Why are you guys alive? Why are you the only ones alive!'

He spat out harsh words, like telling them to go die, that they weren't worthy of living. But the Light Wind Unit couldn't say anything. They left quietly, and that was the last time.

Dan Bulseok, who had come to see Mok Wigun again, quietly opened his mouth.

"If I had been alone, I would have died that day. And I really wanted to that day."

As if remembering that time, Dan Bulseok let out a deep sigh.

"But there was a reason why I had to live, even if it was a wretched life."

He had to take care of his surviving comrades and their families. And something more important than that! Dan Bulseok's tone became increasingly resolute.

"Revenge!"

From his tone, Mok Wigun could feel how determined he was.

"I will find those bastards who brutally killed the madam and my comrades and take revenge. I have lived with that one thought."

As he said that, Dan Bulseok looked Mok Wigun straight in the eye. A hot emotion was blazing in his eyes.

That's why he must have so desperately wished for Mok Wigun to come to his senses. But Mok Wigun had acted contrary to their thoughts. And so, their relationship had been severed and had met a catastrophic end.

Mok Wigun asked.

"So, was there any progress? Did you find out who those bastards are?"

Dan Bulseok hesitated for a moment and then answered.

"It's not certain yet. We've found a few clues, but..."

It was a vague statement. He had been searching for 10 years, but only a few uncertain clues. To be honest, it felt not much different from knowing nothing at all.

"So you're saying you've done nothing all this time."

At those words, the warriors flared up in anger.

"What? Done nothing?"

"Do you know how we've lived?"

Dan Bulseok raised his hand and calmed the warriors. And then he asked.

"So when I heard the news about you, Young Master, I wanted to confirm if you had really changed."

"If I have changed, what are you going to do?"

"Revenge! I have lived for that until now. I will re-establish the Light Wind Unit and find those bastards!"

Mok Wigun came down from the stone steps and asked.

"Revenge. Good. But do you have the skills for that?"

Anger, disbelief, curiosity. Various emotions flowed from the warriors.

"What?"

"It seems he can't see anything after beating the Second Young Master."

Mok Wigun gestured with his hand.

"Then anyone, come out. Ah. My physical condition is not so good, so let's spar without using internal energy. Is that okay?"

"Kehehe. I don't need anything like internal energy. I'll crush your bones to pieces."

The warrior with the largest and most muscular body came forward. Mok Wigun remembered his name. Dae Seokpyeong. A warrior famous for his monstrous strength even in the Light Wind Unit.

"Ughhhh!!"

He rushed in with a rough momentum and swung his arm. His huge body moved like the wind.

"Don't be too harsh!"

Dan Bulseok shouted in surprise. But the thing he was worried about didn't happen.

Mok Wigun easily dodged or deflected the attacks. He lightly pushed to change the direction of the attack, and also pulled his arm while stepping back. He also got in close to cut off the attack in advance, spun him around, and tripped him. All sorts of techniques were rampant.

"What? Seokpyeong is being pushed back?"

"More than that, what kind of fist technique is that?"

They couldn't possibly know. Because he had created it himself by referencing various martial arts. It was a martial art that was particularly useful when using it against an opponent with strong power.

It was also the first martial art he had created in that other world. Because there were really a lot of monsters in the Demon King's army. In that respect, Dae Seokpyeong had picked the wrong opponent.

"Ugh!"

He spun around and was thrown out. It was because Mok Wigun had used the force of his incoming attack to push him away.

"Are you talking about revenge with this level of skill? Is this your resolve and determination?"

Mok Wigun glared at the warriors and shouted. Anger boiled on the faces of the Light Wind Unit warriors.

Dae Seokpyeong, who got up shaking his head, breathed heavily and tried to fight again. But Captain Dan Bulseok stopped him.

"Stop it."

It was obvious that he would only be humiliated if he continued. The difference was that great. It was to the point where you could see him being played with.

"May I use a sword? Of course, I will use a wooden sword."

"As you wish. Then it would be better to go to the training ground."

The annex also had a training ground. Although it hadn't been used for a long time.

The training ground was neatly organized. It seemed the steward had been managing it continuously. Dan Bulseok went to where the wooden swords were, grabbed several, and swung them around.

Having found a sword that suited him, he stood in the center of the training ground with the wooden sword, and Mok Wigun also chose a sword and came over.

"You can get hurt even with a wooden sword, so please be careful."

"I wish I had that level of skill."

No warrior would feel good at a remark that belittled their opponent. Dan Bulseok bit his lip slightly and moved his sword.

Clack! Clack-clack!

The sound of swords clashing echoed in the training ground.

"Hey. Doesn't it seem like the captain is being pushed back a bit?"

"I know, right? This is a bit strange."

They couldn't understand. Wasn't this the Mok Wigun who had spent his time in vain, doing troublemaking things? But how could he fight like this against warriors like Dae Seokpyeong or Captain Dan Bulseok?

"Oh. That's similar to before."

Gradually, the sound of swords clashing decreased. It was because Mok Wigun had changed his sword technique. Instead of clashing head-on, there were more times when he dodged or the swords stuck together and moved.

It was similar to the technique of deflecting or using the attack when he fought with Dae Seokpyeong.

"Strange. Why do I keep thinking of that time?"

"You too, right? Yungjung Mountain."

The warriors tilted their heads, saying it reminded them of the time they had met a reclusive master long ago. Because the technique that master had used was similar to Mok Wigun's technique now.

But they didn't know. What kind of situation Dan Bulseok was in right now. The warriors thought that Mok Wigun was moving defensively. But the feeling that Dan Bulseok, who was fighting directly, was receiving was completely different.

'Crazy. What kind of pressure is this.'

He felt like he was going to die. He was feeling a sense of crisis to the point where the fine hairs on his body were standing on end.

It felt like some huge force was gradually binding him. He even had the thought that he might die if this continued.

This kind of sensation was something that could only be felt from true masters, the martial artists at the very top of the martial world, called super-peak masters.

"Tahap!!"

But Dan Bulseok didn't just take it easily either. He let out a kiai, unleashed a slash and a thrust, and then pulled his body back.

'Oh ho. Not bad.'

Mok Wigun wanted to applaud this technique. It was a quite useful life-saving ultimate move. If he had been just a little later, he would have dropped his sword and been rolling on the floor, but he had escaped at a really good time.

Beads of sweat had formed on Dan Bulseok's forehead, and his lips were a little pale. His chest was rising and falling rapidly as he breathed. Even in a real life-or-death battle, it was rare to be in this state in such a short time.

But instead of catching his breath, Dan Bulseok chose to attack. It was because he felt that if he continued like this, he would surely be defeated.

A sharp and strange sword technique, different from before. It was a very practical and bizarre movement that was difficult to deal with.

"Oh. It seems like the captain is gaining the upper hand."

"As expected of Captain Dan!"

The warriors were full of expectation. But Dan Bulseok's momentum was short-lived. He was soon blocked by Mok Wigun. The sharpness faded, and the strangeness was blocked, so he couldn't continue his force.

Then Dan Bulseok changed his sword technique again. Just as the two were about to clash again.

"Young Master. I'm sorry, but you need to come."

The steward came in and delivered the news.

"The Family Head has come."

A sudden visit from the Mok Family Head. It was a very unusual event.

"Without any prior notice?"

"Yes. I was also surprised."

No. A person who didn't even come when his son was on the verge of death suddenly came to visit. Mok Wigun was really curious about what he was thinking. Besides, he was the highest authority in the Mok family. So he couldn't just continue sparring.

"A pity. We should have settled the match."

Captain Dan Bulseok of the Light Wind Unit nodded while taking a deep breath.

"I also find it very regrettable."

At that sight, Mok Wigun snickered. It seemed the saying that a martial artist is a corpse without pride was true.

"Come back tomorrow. We have to see the end, right?"

"That is what I wished for as well."

Dan Bulseok cupped his fists in a show of respect and went outside. The other Light Wind Unit members also showed their respect in the same way. It was a big change from their somewhat rude behavior when they first came.

As they went outside, they talked with serious expressions.

"Captain. I was surprised."

"But Captain. Isn't it a bit strange? Why, back then. At Yungjung Mountain."

Dan Bulseok said 'ah' and clenched his fist.

"That's right. I thought I had seen it somewhere. It was when we met Daoist Master Hyeonjin at Yungjung Mountain."

"Exactly. Isn't it quite similar?"

Dan Bulseok nodded. Mok Wigun's movements were certainly similar to Daoist Master Hyeonjin's martial arts.

Long ago, a misunderstanding had arisen at Yungjung Mountain, and a fight had broken out. They thought it would be over quickly because he was a frail-looking old man, but it was the opposite. The Light Wind Unit was defeated in an instant.

It turned out that he was Daoist Master Hyeonjin, a former master of Wudang. When they met, he was over a hundred years old, and his martial arts were very profound.

"Could there be some kind of relationship?"

"Of course not. Even Wudang gave up after searching for Daoist Master Hyeonjin for so long."

"That's true, but it seems we were completely mistaken."

Hwang Gyesu, who served as the strategist among the seven, said. He took out a fan from his bosom, tapped his palm with it, and said.

"If he were the troublemaker we know, would that skill be possible?"

"Of course not."

They were all people who had spent their entire lives learning martial arts. They knew all too well what process one had to go through to build up their skills. Without immense effort and time, one could never become a master.

The same goes for a genius. A genius doesn't suddenly become a master one day without any particular effort. It's just that the time they spend is a little shorter than others.

"So, Young Master Mok Wigun has been secretly training all this time."

Hwang Gyesu said confidently.

(End of Chapter)