Episode 77
iron blood vessel
As the manor was huge, there were many people coming and going.
While government soldiers came out pulling horses and carts, Confucian students dressed in rich clothes were seen having fun holding fancy swords.
Baek Seung-moo quietly expressed his admiration.
“I heard that they are stubborn craftsmen. “Surprisingly, you know how to run a business.”
“It has to be that way. “There are a lot of things you need to make something right.”
Baek Seung-moo nodded at Jeong Gwang’s words.
We supply to the government and maintain good relationships.
Sell it to a wealthy person and leave a mark.
These two things were things that must be done to run a business.
“But the death penalty. Are you coming to the Iron Blood Field to get a sword?”
“huh.”
“I heard that their properly made weapons are very difficult to obtain… … .”
Baek Seung-moo’s complexion was very dark.
It was because he was afraid that his executioner would go on a rampage demanding that he hand over his sword.
“There is a way.”
Jeong Gwang walked toward the front door. Baek Seung-moo followed behind with an anxious face.
Among the guards standing at the main gate, a man with a sturdy build greeted me.
“Welcome to Iron Blood Field. “How did you come?”
“To get a sword.”
“Have you ever had any dealings with the principal?”
“no.”
The guard nodded as if he understood.
I thought he was an immature, rich boy who came to see me after hearing about Cheolhyeoljang’s reputation.
“Do you want a ready-made product or custom-made?”
“Made to order.”
The guard grinned.
This was because it was inevitably more expensive to make a new product upon order than to make it in a standardized shape in advance.
“Is there a night jacket you want?”
“yes.”
“If you tell me who it is, I will notify you and guide you.”
The guard, who was smiling, froze at Jeong Gwang’s words.
“Jangju.”
“… … yes?”
“Isn’t Jangju the best at making it?”
“… … “That’s true.”
“So he has to make it. “I’m going to use it.”
“… … !”
Before the guard could react properly, Baek Seung-mu intervened.
“execution! You must have felt a lot of pain! haha! “It was a lot of fun!”
“It’s not funny.”
“… … It’s a joke! Say yes!”
Jeong Gwang was dumbfounded.
Why would he do such a useless thing?
He turned his head and looked at the guard again and spoke clearly.
“Can you tell this to Lord Jang quickly?”
“… … Lord Jang is not someone who makes weapons for just anyone!”
“Of course, Lord Jang.”
The enraged guard looked puzzled when Jeong Gwang agreed.
“how… … .”
“Take this.”
Jeong Gwang took out a blue-green jade tablet from his pocket and presented it to the guard.
The guard who was staring at it, wondering what on earth he was doing, widened his eyes.
“Oh, Jade Kirin? Hu, Confucius Hu Weijin?”
“yes. “You know very well.”
When I received the jade tablet and looked at it closely, I was certain it was genuine.
Only then did the guard understand.
Jeong Gwang didn’t come here to start a fight, but he deserved it.
But there was another question.
“What is your relationship with him?”
Jeong Gwang remembered Hu Wei Jin’s unfortunate face.
‘I told you to talk to me because I’m a close friend.’
What kind of friend is that guy?
Still, I said that if I said that, I would be able to get a good weapon, so what can I do?
Jeong Gwang was a man who knew how to compromise with reality.
“He’s a close friend.”
“… … !”
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“Why do you look like that?”
The guard, who was looking at Jeong Gwang with a shocked face, suddenly answered.
“I-I can’t believe he has a friend…” … “Huh!”
I quickly covered my mouth, but the words had already flowed out.
Jeong Gwang had a rough idea.
‘I don’t think you think well of that guy… … .’
but.
Who would like a guy like that?
Jeong Gwang said what was on his mind.
Purified very, very much.
“That guy in the back. “You have a really annoying personality, right?”
“omg!”
“No. What’s wrong with my personality? It’s a disease, a disease. “It’s an incurable disease and I really don’t know what to do.”
The guard nodded his head absentmindedly, then was shocked.
Hu Wei-jin is the maternal grandson of the Iron Blood Lord.
How could a mere guard who eats rust in the iron blood vessel dare to curse?
No, I was worried that Jeong-gwang was testing me.
“Rice, it’s a disease. Confucius is a good person.”
“aha. I understand.”
“I’m serious!”
Jeong Gwang raised his hand and comforted the guard by patting his shoulder.
Kunlun’s sincere energy in his hands warmed the guard’s body.
Plus, the words were warm… … .
“I beat him up a bit to make him come to his senses, so he will gradually get better. cheer up.”
The guard’s evaluation of the concentrate changed ten minutes.
‘People say you have to experience it to know, but indeed!’
Jeong Gwang’s first impression was a bit bad.
With an innocent face, he said, ‘Zhangju must make the sword himself. why? How can it look good if you say, ‘Because I’m going to use it’?
‘Still, compared to Confucius Hu, he is a saint.’
Even though I only saw him twice, Hu Wei-jin was truly unlucky.
You even beat up a guy like that… … .
‘Thank you, even if it’s just for words.’
Because Hu Wei-jin was a member of Sima Lian, he could not join the Nine Dragons Peak of the political faction, but his reputation was great.
It can be said that it has already far exceeded the level of the late-stage index.
The Mi-gongja in front of him is said to have been hit, but the rear-wizhen is not one to take the hit quietly.
It was clear that their words indirectly revealed their closeness.
“You seem to be on very good terms with Confucius. So much so that he gave me a jade tablet.”
“It’s not that good. “The personalities and values are so different.”
Jeong Gwang was just speaking honestly.
The guard came to complete belief.
‘okay. ‘Isn’t it true that men tend to become close even though they are completely different from each other?’
Of course, the longer such a relationship lasts, the more you live and die together, so you can say that you are truly close friends.
“I will deliver it to you shortly. Please wait a moment.”
The guard bowed politely and disappeared into the manor.
Baek Seung-mu was dumbfounded and then sent a message.
-Was Hu Weijin a close friend of the death penalty? Aren’t you Sima Lianzhu’s youngest disciple?
-Not a friend.
-It was clear earlier… … .
-That’s a lie.
-… … After all, you are the death penalty.
-Why are you saying something strange?
-… … But what kind of relationship is this? He even has his sacred items. How could the person who had lived in Kunlun all his life… … .
As Baek Seung-moo continued to blow his whistle, Jeong Gwang turned his head to another direction.
-execution. Why are you avoiding eye contact?
Jeong Gwang looked at one place without answering.
Baek Seung-moo’s gaze naturally turned towards that direction.
A young man was walking with several warriors, and his appearance was very unusual.
‘That’s an incredibly fancy outfit.’
I can’t believe there’s someone walking around dressed up so flashily.
Baek Seung-moo was born and lived in a decent family, but he couldn’t remember ever seeing someone like that, except for Cheonghae Castle.
Still, the Cheonghae Seongju had a face and figure that looked good in such ridiculous clothes… … .
‘… … ‘Is that a person or a pig?’
Not only the body shape but also the face.
As long as he placed both hands on the ground, it seemed like he wouldn’t feel uncomfortable even if he were immediately thrown into a pig pen.
While Baek Seung-mu was astonished, Jeong Gwang was becoming interested.
‘Look at this?’
It wasn’t because of looks or anything.
It was because the young man had a unique energy.
‘It’s quite a strange scam. It’s worse than the rearguard?’
Even if you just look at it, he’s not old enough to be a foreigner.
If you are that expert at that age… … .
‘I guess this will be the death penalty for Hu Wei-jin.’
No matter how big the faction was, young masters were not common.
Jeong Gwang’s thoughts were very reasonable.
‘But why here?’
The young man who was waddling at that time also looked at Jeong Gwang.
He looked very surprised as his eyes were wide open.
And that wasn’t the end.
‘Oh my. Raise your strength?’
A strange feeling rose from the young man’s body like a haze.
It was so secret that only Jeong Gwang could notice it.
‘Are you upset when you see my face?’
It was a reasonable suspicion, but I soon learned otherwise.
‘ah. I’m using it against myself. That’s probably not the reason.’
Even though he still has a good face, it cannot be compared to his real face.
‘Then it’s another reason… … if?’
No way, I did it.
A sound came to his ears.
It was thin and squishy, so it was definitely from a pig.
-A noble person from the Church of the Heavenly Demon has come.
-… … .
Jeong Gwang was quite surprised.
Because he was performing Cheonbyeon Manhwa Station Yongchukgol Magic Gong (千變萬化易容骨魔功), his demonic energy was exposed to some extent.
Although it is said to be close range, you would need to have a martial arts skill of the tenth zone to be able to detect it.
The level of the young man that Jeong Gwang understood was not that high.
Then there is only one answer.
‘He’s a guy with exceptionally sharp senses.’
Sometimes, people who are born with the qualities of a fighter are like that.
That guy must be just that type.
-Why is there no answer?
-I’m surprised.
– That’s exactly how I am. You were glaring at me earlier… … Did you come down from Mount Ten Thousand Great Mountains to attack me?
Jeong Gwang was sure.
That the young man was the death penalty of Later Wei Jin.
It was rare for such a severe illness to occur.
-no.
-… … Then why?
-I just came down to have fun.
-… … Do you mean to believe that?
-yes. And I came down from another mountain, not Mount Hapmandaesan.
The young man’s eyes sparkled magically before disappearing.
-I guess you were hurt because I didn’t reveal who I was.
-With something like that. You are Master Sima Lian’s disciple.
-… … !
-What brings you here? ah. You have prepared a weapon.
It was guessed because the warrior next to the young man was holding a long wooden box.
-how is it? Is this worth using?
-… … It’s not bad.
-okay. Then, have a good time at work.
-… … How on earth did you know my identity?
-Stop making noises. It’s already passing by me.
The young man walked past Jeonggwang and made a bewildered expression.
You can stop your steps, but what do you mean?
-It can’t go on like this. How did you know my identity, and… … .
As the young man fired sharply, the guard from earlier came from inside the manor and spoke.
“Small cooperative. Please go in. “The owner will meet you.”
“The owner? “Jangju’s son?”
“That’s right. Since the owner was away, I spoke to the director.”
They say there is nothing. What can I do?
Jeong Gwang decided to go in first.
“Thanks for your efforts. “Let’s go.”
Jeong Gwang followed the guard along with Baek Seung-mu.
The young man who was standing blankly looking back gritted his teeth.
When would a man of noble status ever experience such humiliation?
‘I tried to talk to him first because I thought it might be a variable in the cause. No matter how much you belong to the Heavenly Demon Church, how dare you show disrespect to me like this!’
The young man sent a warning message to one of the warriors.
-He is a seed of the Demonic Cult. Find out why he came to the midfield.
The warrior, who had been startled by the word ‘demon religion’, answered with a determined face.
-yes! soju!
-Everything, leaving nothing behind!
-All right!
The life in the young man’s eyes sank.
But the life in my heart was growing bigger.
‘Next time we meet, I’ll show you hell.’
He was Sang So-un, the second disciple of Sima Lianju and infamous for his nickname ‘Ak Sang.’
* * *
The director of Cheolhyeoljang was short and muscular.
He looked to be over 50 years old, and his hands and even his face were covered in burn marks.
His voice was very low and deep to match his enormous body.
“He’s Wijin’s close friend. Nice to meet you.”
“hello.”
“Who are you?”
Jeong Gwang was about to answer when the owner held out his hand.
“No, that’s enough. “What can I do?”
“… … ?”
“You need a sword? “Is that the sword your father made himself?”
Jeong Gwang felt that the owner was not pleased with Hu Wei Jin.
‘It’s worth it.’
A nephew should be cute and cute, but who would like such a sick and mean-spirited guy?
“yes.”
“I’m sorry, but your father is away. “I will do it for you.”
“uh? “I can’t do it.”
“… … “What does it mean?”
“Jangju makes it the best.”
“… … “My skills aren’t bad either.”
“hmm. “It’s still difficult.”
As Jeong Gwang muttered, the owner was moved to tears.
“This Confucius from Sima Lian came a while ago. He also went away satisfied with my work. Moreover, it was a ready-made product. “What’s the problem if I make it just the way you want it?”
“Then can I see a sample?”
“… … “Are you saying you want to test my skills now?”
As Jeong-gwang opened his mouth, Baek Seung-mu shouted desperately.
“Sahyeong’s words mean that it would be an honor if you were given the opportunity to view the owner’s work! “I don’t really have much to say, so please understand!”
“Priests. I… … .”
“yes! That’s right! “Even your brother approves it!”
The owner sighed as he looked at Jeong Gwang’s bewildered appearance.
Seeing the priest putting in so much effort gave me an idea of Jeong Gwang’s usual behavior.
“You two weren’t close friends for nothing.”
“yes?”
“No. “Follow me.”
The director took his brother-in-law and entered the small hall.
There were weapons hanging all over the walls, and each one was emitting an unusual energy.
The director picked up one of the long swords and held it out to Jeong Gwang.
“Out of all the things I made this year, it came out pretty good. Let’s see.”
Jeong Gwang grabbed the sword and held it in front of him.
It wasn’t an ordinary sword that felt frost-like cold.
‘That sounds plausible.’
Ting- Ting- Tiding-
When I flicked the black surface with my finger, the blade bent and made a clear sound.
Hwiing- Hung-
I swung and stabbed it, and even the center of gravity was excellent.
“It’s okay.”
“… … What if I said it was okay and you also said that? “Isn’t it at a level that cannot be surpassed by any of the powerful swords?”
“It looks like it, but… … .”
“… … however?”
“Can I test your strength?”
A vein appeared on the owner’s temple.
‘It’s a work I created, but you want to see it robbed?’
I wanted to issue an order to congratulate guests right away, but is that possible?
If you hold back for a moment and hand over the sword, wouldn’t you be able to retrieve Hu Weijin’s sacred item?
“… … Whoa. “Do whatever you want.”
“yes.”
Jeong Gwang held the sword with his right hand and raised it high.
Then he stretched out his left arm forward, and it looked very elegant.
The director looked at the figure with suspicious eyes.
‘Looking at the way you tested the sword earlier, you must know a lot about swords. ‘What on earth is this doing?’
The owner soon found out.
Jeong Gwang struck the sword he had raised high on his left arm!
Nettle liquid-
“100 million!”
“execution!”
Sojangju and Baek Seungmu were shocked, but the sword had already reached Jeong Gwang’s left arm.
Whoops!
And it just broke.
“no way. “You’re too weak.”
“… … .”
“… … .”
“Director. I’ll just wait, Lord Jang. “Are you okay?”
Baek Seung-moo was mesmerized.
However, the director was staring intently at Jeong Gwang’s left arm.
“This is!”
What looked like yellow scales could be seen between Jeong Gwang’s torn clothes.
It was an undergarment made from the scales of a lizard that used to be a two-legged snake and then became a legless snake, or, as Jeong Gwang-sik puts it, it was an undergarment made from the scales of a lizard.
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