CH 117

gokseong

Two days have passed.

Jang Soon-pil looked at the sparkling blade and shed tears.

Oh oh! It's truly a Thousand Swords Field."

"Awesome! Just watching the quenching of Cheongeom Yajang gave me a great realization."

The field managers of the Mun clan, who held their breath and claimed to be their assistants in case of any disturbance, exclaimed admiration.

They too had been up all night for two full nights, so their voices were relaxed, but their eyes were more severe than ever.

"Thank you guys."

no. It was my honor."

"It is truly a sword of thrift."

The field chiefs saw a well-forged sword.

It is a sword that is long to be called a dagger and only half of a sword to be called a long sword. About the size of a wooden sword for children's practice.

It was a crude sword without any decorations, but it was more beautiful than any other precious swords.

Attaching the handle and making the sheath was a breeze for Cheongeom Yajang.

Now that I put my heart into the sword, I have to give it to you.

Soonpil Jang left the workshop, and Suho was sitting in the yard.

"How did you know?"

"Oh, there wasn't much to do."

For some reason, the entire forge felt quiet and quiet, but Jang Soon-pil didn't care and raised his sword and sacrificed it.

"A sword of revenge?"

"Yes."

Suho drew his sword.

Sreung.

A blade that has been forged extremely sharply.

Jang Soon-pil's heart is conveyed.

"What is your name?"

"I named it curved."

Jang Soon-pil puts one heart into making a sword. If you have a lot of thoughts and your mind is dizzy, the famous sword will never come out.

thought of only one

'Chew.'

Thinking only of the child who would have died without a father, he beat the iron and wept.

I cried with my heart, I cried with regret, I cried with longing.

So it is 'curvy'.

"It's a curve."

surreung.

Suho touched the sword once and put it in its sheath.

Good. I will kill you with this."

"It's just going to go down."

Contrary to his clear eyes, his face had become quite emaciated for two days.

"Eat your meal and rest."

"Yes."

Jang Soon-pil did not hesitate, and the field managers who came together asked about Wang Il.

"Where have all the other apprentices gone, and are you alone?"

"These guys don't even shine their noses."

"Where did everyone get me?"

"That, that ."

Wang Il only looked at the guardian.

"By the way, who are you? Outsiders are not allowed in here."

It is a place where only the forgeman, apprentice, and servants who work at the blacksmith come and go. A place where generals and samurai sometimes come and go.

There were no faces like Suho, Dang Jin-cheol, or Park Geon-woo in their memories.

"Oh, I decided to borrow it for a while."

It was Jang Soon-pil who felt the strangeness first.

And he was the one who knew that this young guildmaster, who had become the new owner, was far from a kind explanation.

Jang Soon-pil, who approached Dang Jin-cheol, asked.

"What happened?"

"Ah, Master. Something bad happened."

"Tell me in detail."

"The King of the Moon family knew that Jang Gong was the Thousand Sword Yajang."

Jang Soon-pil's brow furrowed.

'I made a mistake.'

I was so focused on forging the sword with all my heart. Somehow, the field chiefs who had been clinging to each other in the past all flocked to see them, claiming to be assistants.

"It's my fault."

no. What did Jang Gong do wrong? ."

Dang Jin-cheol glanced at Suho.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Hmm, anyway, Daehyup threatened to rent a blacksmith shop for ten days by threatening the Mun family."

The Mun clan, who had been quietly listening to the story, asked Wang Il as the head of the field blinked his eyes.

Wang Il put his finger to his mouth and quietly pretended to scratch his neck.

'I may die. be quiet.'

Even though the field chiefs are engineers, it was a class where only samurai were treated. Since the situation was no different from that of a servant with slightly advanced technology, everyone quickly grasped the situation and kept their mouths shut.

"This is not the time. Let's leave as soon as possible."

done. Take a break and make some rain for the kids."

"Shouldn't bigger crashes be avoided?"

Are there already bigger conflicts?

The Moon clan came crushing Seju.

"Chang-gong, it's already late. And I am well aware of Daehyup's skills. Don't worry, he has the skills to get out of the Mamon village.

Even with Dang Jin-cheol's words, Jang Soon-pil could not shake off his worries.

"Isn't that a problem? If this story gets into their ears, they will most likely strengthen their defenses... ."

I know what you mean.

Dangjincheol was also concerned about it and told Suho, but he didn't listen.

"Do it."

" ."

Suho listened to the howl.

This is a sword of revenge, not an assassin's tool.

I thought you came here to do some assassination.

What revenge is to sneak in and kill and run away?

"Everyone should know. Namgung Jincheon was killed by Jang Soon-pil's sword."

will be widely publicized.

don't touch my minions

I will let Moorim know.

"Huh."

When the name of the Moorim Maengju came out, the field managers inhaled the astonished wind. Just being here with you makes my heart pound as if I was participating in a murder attempt.

'Are you talking about Namgung Jincheon, who is talking about Moorim?'

'surely.'

'Who else has the name Jincheon in Namgungga Castle, but now Moorim Maengju?'

There is not much that the field leaders know.

There are guests staying in the annex just to rescue the master, and among them there is the Cheongeom Yajang.

There is only one order from the Moon family.

'Helping the Master Cheongeom Yajang make the famous sword with all his heart.'

"Soonpil. Do you need them to make rain?"

"It would be nice to have a lot of hands It doesn't seem to help."

It was not likely that the shivering field managers would be of any help in the future.

"Ttt, everyone get out."

They watched and ran to the gate to get out of the sluggish forge.

profit.

Beyond the open gate, you can see a line of warriors standing on the road with spears.

Ugh! What really happened?"

"Come on!"

While the field chiefs were desperately on the run, Suho summoned Wang Il, who was about to accompany them.

"You stay."

"Heh heh, yes."

In the eyes of Wang Il, who was about to close the gate, he saw a figure walking leisurely among the fleeing field chiefs.

He was a man with white hair, but it wasn't because he was old, he had a young handsome face, as if it was his natural color.

"Who, who is coming?"

Huh?

They break their promise in two days.

There were no reports of dogs watching the leadership?

Suho walked out the door.

* The planet Gucheon is divided into the Mamon tribes and the Middle Men.

The people of Jungwon form a village based on a bloodline or a clan, and they belonged to a huge group.

Moorim League.

The Namgung family is the most powerful family that has produced the most powerful Moorim family and is currently the most prosperous.

The authority of the Moorim Maengju is very high as it is an official enough to engraved its name in history.

The village that produced the Moorim Maengju has always been recognized as the center of the midfield and has become the fiercest battlefield where battles with the Mamons take place.

It is a very big achievement for the Mamon people to kill the Moorim Maengju.

Although the Moorim Maeng has high authority, not all the Moorim people belong to the Meng faction, and they are called extraterrestrial forces.

Geographically, at the beginning of the snowy mountain, the Mun family claimed to be a village on the outskirts, but there was a place that formed a village in a more remote place.

Binggung is located in the deepest valley in the snowy mountains.

They often interacted with the village of the Mun family, and this time, they reached a kite and took on one request.

"The main seat is Seoljingung, Twelve Elders of Bukhaebinggung."

It feels like a chill is circling around the guy who is moving forward with momentum.

Even Suho's eyes could see the cold air following his breathing.

"He's a little boy."

"Pahahaha! stupid bastard."

Seol Jin-gung was in turmoil.

"Hey, you're from Earth, aren't you? young ah A person should not be judged by appearance alone."

One of the elders of the North Sea Ice Palace.

Are you young? His youthful appearance is because he is a supreme master of half-route hwandong.

A supreme master who is rare in the Moorimmeng.

It was not because he was greedy for money that he went down immediately after receiving Jeon Seo-gu.

'Is it because of the emergence of a master who does not belong to the Moorim League?'

Who among the Moorim does not have a sense of victory?

Foreign forces tend to avoid clashes with the samurai of the Meng, fearing that they may provide an excuse for the Moorim League.

How many enemies will there be for Seoljin-gung, who has become a master at the peak of his career? At least not in the Ice Palace.

At the moment when I felt bored and wanted to go hunting for the Mamon tribe, the appearance of a master from Earth, not belonging to Meng, was enough to move Seoljingung.

"Since the main branch has revealed your name, please introduce yourself."

Seol Jin-gung leaned back and looked at Suho.

Behind him, the samurai are watching with anticipation. Among them was Mt. Munju.

"Did you break your promise in two days?"

"Seol is not a member of the Moon family."

Suho laughed at Moon Ju-san's cry.

"Hey, that's a good excuse."

Well, that's right.

I touched the beehive and a wart came on.

Dang Jin-cheol approached and whispered.

"They are using this now. Daehyeop, please be careful. Seoljingung Palace is the highest demand in Ban-Rohwan-dong."

First-class masters are S-class, and peak masters are SS-class.

If it's a climax, would it be SSS level?

In terms of level, a master in the 80s.

"What is a half-hwandong?"

"It is a state in which the body is rejuvenated by reaching the supreme state. It is the stage of reconstructing the optimal body in the manifestation of nothingness by forming oneness of nothingness and God."

Suho's eyes twinkled.

"You are young again."

How interesting is this?

Maybe it's not that he's not getting old, he's just getting younger?

profit!

Seol Jin-gung was very angry when he saw Suho whispering to each other while talking with Mun Ju-san, completely ignoring his words.

"Insulting the main seat! come on jump I want to break my bone pain right away, but with the generosity of Moorim-senpai, don't give up 3 seconds."

It's actually meant to be played with.

Suho smiled and stepped forward.

He's a very interesting guy.

He was also good at crossing dimensions.

I couldn't find it on Earth, but when I came to the planet Gucheon, I was so excited to meet him.

"How old are you?"

"Hey, I forgot my age."

"Oh, just tell me. How old are you?

profit!

Seol Jin-gung's distorted expression softened in an instant.

He's a great guy with a great staging area.

I almost fell for his tricks.

"Heh heh, this seat has lived more than two times."

When Suho saw Dang Jin-cheol, he answered.

"I mean, it's over 120 years old."

"Wow, it's been a long time."

Doesn't the average person die when they live like that?

How is he alive?

It's interesting, it's interesting.

"The people of Earth are like beasts that don't know how."

What? Did you insult my friends?"

"Hey, come on! I will teach you the example of midfielder."

"Oh, go. end.

Suho walked away.

Seol Jin-gung made an impression as he was so defenseless.

'I heard that the housekeeper was hurt, so why are there so many gaps?'

I came to Jeonseo-gu with a light heart, but when I saw Mun Jong-gil wearing a large inner wound, I was excited.

How great is he?

Hearing the news that other masters are coming, I am in a hurry to come here.

"If you look closely, there are wrinkles."

Seol Jin-gung was startled by the upbringing.

'When did you get here?'

he's a crazy guy

"Then let's go!"

Whoops!

A fist that stretches out in a way that is too flimsy and honest!

He's a guy with little practical experience.

He blocked it by crossing his arms.

1 second concession with this.

wow!

" !"

What is this shock?

Is something wrong with this?

"Are there two left?"

uh? Come on, sleep... ."

He raised his arm to block the flying fist, but his strangely bent arm was clearly broken.

They intersected it with a ten (十) character to block it, but a fist that had rubbed the forearm that was opened in the eight (八) character touched his face.

wow!