Chapter 268 â The Fourth Office (4)âMmph.â
Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol groaned and tried to twist his body.
The moment that poisonous needle flickering in front of his eyes pierced his eyeball, he could even become mentally disabled, so he wanted to avoid it at all costs.
At that moment, Mok Gyeong-un chuckled and slightly pulled out one of the needles embedded in his spine.
As the needle was pulled out, Im Gyu-wolâs waist, which had been arched like a bow, straightened.
âGasp⦠gasp⦠Y- you bastard!â
âBastard? You better be careful with your attitude.â
-Grind!
At Mok Gyeong-unâs low warning, Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol gritted his teeth.
He wanted to subdue the guy and make him pull out the needles right away, but if he made a mistake and ended up paralyzed, his life in the Imperial Palace would be over.
ââ¦What the hell are you doing this for? Arenât you afraid of the consequences?â
âConsequences? Did you just say consequences?â
âNo, thatâs not what I meantâ¦â
âIâm curious about how youâll repay the consequences if you become mentally disabled.â
ââ¦â
Im Gyu-wol couldnât say anything to Mok Gyeong-unâs mocking words.
As the guy said, if he became unable to even recognize anything, he couldnât do anything about consequences or whatnot.
Im Gyu-wol glared at Mok Gyeong-un as if he was resentful and opened his mouth.
âWhat the hell do you want?â
âIâm glad youâre someone who can be reasoned with.â
ââ¦â
What did he mean by being reasoned with after sticking needles in his spine and holding a poisonous needle to his eye?
His insides were boiling, but Im Gyu-wol tried hard to suppress it.
If he could escape this crisis, there would always be an opportunity for revenge.
âBefore I tell you what I want, letâs hear what Thousand-men Commander Im was trying to do first.â
At that question, Im Gyu-wol flinched for a moment.
That was because, before coming here, he had plotted with the fake Prison Battlefield Maps to trap Mok Gyeong-un, who had Trainee Bae Ji-seokâs face, and Trainee Joo Woonhyang.
Naturally, he couldnât help but be perplexed when asked about it.
So he played dumb.
ââ¦What are you talking about?â
âYou surely know what Iâm talking about.â
âWhat do you mean? Iâm the examiner testing you apprentice trainees. Are you saying that I, as the examiner, was trying to do something to you guys?â
âHmm.â
âIf you think itâs because of what happened earlier, Iâve already forgotten about it. Soâ¦â
-Squeeze!
âUgh.â
Mok Gyeong-un grabbed his cheeks with his hand.
And he slowly applied force to his hand.
Thenâ¦
âUuugh!â
Due to the force applied to his cheeks, his cheekbones and teeth hurt as if they would break.
To the suffering Im Gyu-wol, Mok Gyeong-un whispered in his ear:
âFor someone who has forgotten, your eyes have been bad the whole time, so itâs been bothering me. Someone with such eyes wouldnât just let it go without doing anything.â
âNnoo⦠I⦠ddinât.â
âI canât trust you. It seems too much to make you paralyzed, so if I end it by making you mentally disabled, I wonât have to worry about the Thousand-men Commander either.â
-Shwip!
Mok Gyeong-un brought the poisonous needle to his eye.
Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol, who thought it was a threat to make him speak, vowed to endure it no matter what.
However, that didnât last long.
It was because of Mok Gyeong-unâs expression as he smiled at him.
He was smiling as if he was enjoying it, and that smile was filled with nothing but malice.
âHeâll do it. This bastard will definitely do it.â
Normally, one would think it was a simple threat.
Because anyone who wanted to become an Embroidered Uniform Guard would know that they shouldnât make enemies with the examiner testing them.
But this bastardâs expression and eyes showed that he didnât care about that at all.
So Im Gyu-wol hurriedly spoke:
âGi- gib me bonus⦠points⦠to fail⦠selectionâ¦â
âYou tried to give bonus points to fail us in the Embroidered Uniform Guard selection?â
âYe- yes.â
Im Gyu-wol lied as plausibly as possible.
If he told the truth according to his real plan, not only would this bastard not leave him alone, but his revenge for what he had done now would also fly away.
Still, he thought he had spoken plausibly, so he might be deceived, but he couldnât help but feel nervous.
At that moment, Mok Gyeong-un nodded and said:
âWell, you used your brain to some extent. Such a way of revengeâ¦â
-Shwip!
Mok Gyeong-un let go of the hand he was gripping.
âPhew⦠phewâ¦â
Then, Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol inwardly felt relieved.
He was worried that this bastard might not believe him and probe further, but fortunately, he seemed to have been deceived.
But at that very momentâ¦
-Flick!
Mok Gyeong-un was seen curling his middle finger towards his forehead and fixing it with his thumb. SÑarch* The novÑlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Seeing this, Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol furrowed his brows.
âA flick?â
-Smack!
The flicked middle finger struck his forehead with great force.
At the tremendous impact that seemed to pierce through his forehead and penetrate his brain, Im Gyu-wolâs eyes widened as if they would tear, and a scream was about to burst out of his mouth.
Of course, Mok Gyeong-un covered his mouth, so he couldnât scream.
âUuugh.â
To the suffering Im Gyu-wol, Mok Gyeong-un said with a smile:
âDid you think I would believe that? If you had planned to take revenge in such a childish way, you would have given me penalty points instead of bonus points earlier.â
âUuugh.â
âI canât believe it. Tell me what you originally had in mind, step by step. Iâll only let it slide once.â
With those words, Mok Gyeong-un held up the poisonous needle and waved it.
Im Gyu-wol, who had lost his senses from a single flick, drooled and blankly stared at it.
The force behind the flick was so strong that he even had the illusion that his forehead bone was cracked, no, shattered.
âYour answer is late.â
âUn- underground prison⦠give wrong Prison Battlefield Map⦠to get lost.â
âWrong Prison Battlefield Map?â
âYes.â
Come to think of it, he had heard that the underground prison was so vast that it was like a maze.
Without the Prison Battlefield Map, one could even lose their life by wandering and falling into the prisonâs mechanical trap.
At this, the corners of Mok Gyeong-unâs mouth slightly rose.
âNow it sounds more plausible.â
ââ¦â
âWhere is that wrong Prison Battlefield Map?â
âIn⦠Fourth Office⦠office.â
âIf itâs not there, I might as well stab this needle into your eyeball without wasting time. Itâs bothersome to talk more.â
âItâs not a lie. There are two maps marked with red thread, different from the other Prison Battlefield Maps. Those are the ones.â
At his words, Mok Gyeong-un was convinced that it was true this time.
Words alone certainly couldnât be trusted.
But if there was something prepared like this, it was definite.
Moreover, not one, but two maps.
The targets were also clear.
âMe and Joo Woonhyang.â
So Mok Gyeong-un placed his hand on Im Gyu-wolâs shoulder and said:
âIf you had told me this from the beginning, we wouldnât have had to go through this trouble.â
ââ¦I absolutely wonât do anything reckless. So please end it here. I wonât give you penalty points or do anything like that either.â
âOf course you shouldnât. But I havenât even gotten to the main point yet.â
âMain point?â
âYes. Actually, I have no interest in the Embroidered Uniform Guard selection or whatnot.â
âWhat?â
What the hell did this mean?
The Imperial Guard training was the Embroidered Uniform Guard selection process.
If he participated in it, what did he mean by having no interest?
To the puzzled Im Gyu-wol, Mok Gyeong-un nonchalantly said:
âRather than that, Iâd like to quietly take out the person I want from the underground prison. It would be much easier if Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol, the head of the Fourth Office who manages it, helped me.â
â!!!!!!!â
At Mok Gyeong-unâs completely unexpected words, Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wolâs eyes widened.
Wasnât this saying to help a convicted criminal imprisoned in the underground prison escape?
And he was asking him, the one who managed the prison, to help with that?
So Im Gyu-wol spoke in a flabbergasted tone:
âAre you crazy? Even though Iâm suffering like this because I made an enemy out of you, Iâm the head of the Fourth Office. Do you think I would help a prisoner escape from the underground prison?â
Im Gyu-wol showed his pride and spirit as an Embroidered Uniform Guard for the first time.
He even showed a strong determination, as if this was something he absolutely couldnât help with.
To him, Mok Gyeong-un said with a smile:
âI told you there wouldnât be a second warning.â
âTh- this is something I canât do. Even if you threaten me.â
âOho. You want to show me your will? Then shall we change that method of threat a little?â
âWhat?â
âYouâve been embezzling funds all this time whenever you moved departments to help the Grand Preceptor Hang Yoonâs faction, right?â
â!?â
At those words, the eyes of Im Gyu-wol, who had shown his will, trembled.
He had been collecting funds by manipulating the ledgers as much as possible to avoid detection.
No one had noticed until now, so how did this bastard know?
âWh- what are you talking about?â
Im Gyu-wol strongly denied it.
Then, Mok Gyeong-un took out a book from his bosom.
Seeing this, Im Gyu-wolâs expression stiffened.
It was none other than the secret ledger he had hidden in his office.
âWh- why is that?â
In that bastardâs hand?
Of course, this wasâ¦
[This is a part of the secret ledgers hidden in a secret place in the Fourth Office. I took it because I thought it would be useful.]
It was something Mok Gyeong-unâs subordinate, Mong Mu-yak, had secretly entered the Fourth Officeâs office and took.
They thought the embezzlement ledger could be used to pressure him as the head of the Fourth Office.
And now it was being used usefully like this.
âIf the higher-ups of Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol find out about this, it doesnât seem like it would be good for you. If youâre unlucky, you might end up imprisoned in the Imperial Palaceâs prison. It would be interesting. The prison manager being imprisoned in the prison he managed.â
These words from Mok Gyeong-un eventually became the deciding factor.
Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol finally surrendered and lowered his head deeply.
After agreeing to everything Mok Gyeong-un wanted, he wrote a document and stamped it with the Fourth Officeâs official seal and his own seal.
Of course, Mok Gyeong-un didnât stop there and also made him addicted to poison, just like he had done to Associate Military Commissioner Sang Ik-seo.
At this level of thoroughness, Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol clicked his tongue.
As Mok Gyeong-un was about to leave his quarters, he asked out of curiosity:
âBut why are you targeting Trainee Joo Woonhyang?â
He was already curious about this.
He knew that Joo Woonhyang had quite a few enemies, but he suddenly wondered why he was targeting her.
At Mok Gyeong-unâs question, Im Gyu-wol didnât want to answer, but he had already been caught by his weakness, so he reluctantly replied:
ââ¦Because of Thousand-men Commander So Yerin.â
â!?â
Mok Gyeong-un tilted his head and asked again:
âThousand-men Commander So Yerin?â
âYes.â
âDid you have a problem with her?â
ââ¦I have no problem with her. I was just annoyed that Thousand-men Commander So Yerin, who is strict in public and private matters, was paying attention to that bastard Joo Woonhyang.â
âHa!â
Mok Gyeong-un burst into laughter at the unexpected answer, thinking there might be another reason.
The reason he had suddenly acted emotionally turned out to be stemming from emotions.
âJealousy.â
Humans seem inefficient because of their emotions.
Mok Gyeong-un shook his head and left his quarters.
***
Not long after Mok Gyeong-un left, Thousand-men Commander Im Gyu-wol, who judged that he had completely disappeared, couldnât contain his anger and vented his frustration by breaking everything in his quarters.
-Bang bang!
This was the first time in his life that he had experienced such humiliation.
Not only was he threatened and had his weakness caught, but he was even addicted to poison.
If he didnât vent this anger somewhere, he felt like he wouldnât be able to endure it.
-Bang!
He even smashed his own bed.
Only after breaking almost everything inside did he seem to calm down a bit. Im Gyu-wol, who sat on the floor, gritted his teeth and muttered in a small voice:
-Grind!
âDonât think this is over. I will definitely pay you back somehow.â
He made a vow for the future.
Even if it took ten years, it wasnât too late for a manâs revenge.
To the bastard who had given him such humiliation, he would definitely repay it equally, no, twice, three timesâ¦
âWhat will you repay?â
â!?â
At that moment, Im Gyu-wolâs expression stiffened at the voice coming from behind.
There was no presence felt behind him at all.
Had he heard an illusion?
As he turned his head with a tense expression, Mok Gyeong-un was standing at the door of his quarters, holding two scrolls of the fake Prison Battlefield Maps.
âAhâ¦â