< Episode 98 Sword and Sword (1) >
“Because these swords contain human flesh, blood, and their grudges.”
“is that so?”
‘!?’
Hearing Zhou Gu Tianmu’s words, Mo Qingyun looked at the magic sword Akjie with interest.
I thought there must be some story to it because I could feel the strong nature of the sword, but it contained human flesh and blood.
Does that mean that one life was ultimately sacrificed to manufacture the sword?
‘······Is this all?’
Zhou Gu Tianmu frowned.
Contrary to the thought that he would be very surprised or skeptical when I told him what was in the magic sword, I actually stuck out my tongue at the sight of him showing interest.
I thought I was different from the criminals, but this went beyond the level of boldness.
Or is the accident itself different?
Then Mok Gyeong-un looked at the sword and asked.
“Is there some special reason for doing that with not one but five swords?”
‘······.’
different.
It’s also very different.
Gu Cheon-mu, who was clicking his tongue inwardly, soon answered.
“I don’t know exactly why. “The only thing that remains in the family record is that five magical swords were created at someone’s request.”
“You made five sacks at the same time at someone’s request?”
“That’s right.”
“Hmm. What a unique person. “I can’t believe you asked me to make five such unique swords, which are not ordinary swords.”
“······Because of that, our ancestors considered it a shame to create the sword.”
“Is it because it’s a sword made with someone’s life?”
“It is exactly as you said.”
“Then shouldn’t I just refuse?”
“If I had refused, the family line would have been cut off.”
“Ahhh.”
Mo Kyung-un nodded.
In the end, it seems to have been created through threats, not someone’s request.
Zhou Gu Tianmu said with a sigh.
“It is truly extraordinary. Even though I didn’t completely master the sword spirit, I never thought it would come to this chapter on the day I completed the sword.”
“What do you mean?”
“Because today my family’s long-cherished wish has come true.”
“Family’s long-cherished wish?”
“Yes, the sword made of Gwanya black iron was created by Sokha’s hands.”
Mok Gyeong-un was puzzled by the subtle excitement contained in his trembling voice, and asked while nodding at the magic sword.
“Now that I think about it, didn’t you say that the Akgeuk was also made of Gwanya black iron?”
“you’re right.”
“But why is it so elaborate? “Is there a reason you’re talking about it as if it’s something special?”
To this question, Gu Cheon-mu, the chief lord, answered while looking at the sword body of the demon sword.
“Gwanya black iron is not an iron that can be handled using simple methods.”
“The fact that it cannot be dealt with in a simple way… no way?”
[This is because these swords contain human flesh, blood, and their grudges.]
At that moment, Mu Qingyun remembered what Zhang Zhou Gu Tianmu had said earlier.
He also nodded and said as if he agreed with this.
“you’re right. “It is not done to make a magic sword, but strangely enough, this special iron called Gwanya Black Iron cannot be melted and given shape without human flesh and blood entering it.”
“What a strange season.”
“Beyond being bizarre, this iron is truly a monster.”
The fact that only by sacrificing one’s life could one melt and create a form was beyond bizarre, it was truly bizarre.
Therefore, among the blacksmiths who had been in the business for a long time, none of them who knew even a little bit about this black iron had the thought of handling it.
To them, this iron was cursed before it was the best iron.
‘iced coffee. Was it something like that?’
Now Mok Gyeong-un seemed to understand why he couldn’t hide his excitement when he said he had made a sword out of Gwanya black iron.
I asked about this.
“I see. “Is it because you succeeded in making a sword without using human flesh and blood, which you said was your family’s long-cherished wish?”
At that question, Zhou Gu Tianmu smiled and nodded.
Gu Yaja, who was called the best craftsman, felt self-reproach and regret while making this sword using someone else’s life.
But what upset him more than that was his shame as a craftsman.
Due to this dark iron of the government that could not be dealt with without sacrificing someone’s life, Guyaja suffered until the moment of his death.
This was because the craftsman could not handle iron and succumbed to it.
Thus, this became the legacy and long-cherished wish of the Gu family.
“As Duke Zhou said, our Gu family has worked hard for generations to wash away the shame of our Gu Yaja ancestors, and today we have completed it.”
This was the reason why he stayed away from home for a while and concentrated on his work.
The reason many people refused to make swords was because they would soon be able to solve their karma.
However, the unfortunate thing is,
‘If only there had been more than half a dozen, no, just a corner…’
Not only did I fulfill my long-held wish, but I was also able to create the greatest masterpiece.
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But unfortunately it did not come true.
The outcome might have been different if Mok Gyeong-un, who became the thief and the mastermind, had not appeared, but it had already happened if we were to blame.
In the end, it was not destined to be a masterpiece.
‘I don’t know if that feeling will come back, but there’s still plenty of time left.’
The family’s long-cherished wish has been fulfilled in his generation, so now all he has to do is create the masterpiece of a lifetime.
If so, it seemed like there would be no time left in his life.
Then I saw Mok Gyeong-un staring somewhere.
“Joo Gong?”
“I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while now. Is the sword you completed there?”
Mok Kyung-un pointed to that place with his thumb.
Zhou Gu Tianmu couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
That was because there really was a sword where Mok Kyung-un pointed with his finger.
‘······How did you know?’
This sword did not properly establish its swordsmanship.
This was because my mind was distracted at a moment when I needed to concentrate, and my swordsmanship was distorted.
That’s why the sword didn’t show the spirit well.
Moreover, because the workshop was overflowing with unfinished swords, it was nearly impossible to find them using only the anticipation coming from the sword itself.
-Gooooooo!
However, unlike him, something different was reflected in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.
This was because the surrounding nature keepers could be seen slowly gathering somewhere hidden.
“Is it okay if I take a look?”
“That sword… no. it’s okay.”
If the sword is not properly completed, the craftsman destroys it without showing it to anyone.
That was his stubbornness and pride as a craftsman.
However, since it was the Duke of Zhou’s order, it was hard to refuse, and it was a waste to just destroy the sword that could have been a masterpiece for only one’s own sake.
“Please take a look.”
It was Mok Gyeong-un who had reached a higher level of swordsmanship than himself.
There was nothing wrong with hearing his opinion.
As Mok Gyeong-un walked towards the place where the most finishing work was being done in the workshop, he saw a dark-colored sword.
Because work was being done to establish swordsmanship, there were not even swordsmen.
however,
‘!?’
Mok Kyung-un’s eyes trembled as he looked at this.
Gu Tianmu, who was behind him, couldn’t see this, so he opened his mouth half excited and half concerned.
“The reason the sword body is particularly dark is because it is a mixture of many years and seasons. Although there are some disappointments due to the twisted sense of swordsmanship, it can be said that this itself is close to a masterpiece. In the eyes of the Duke of Zhou, there is nothing lacking…?”
Gu Tianmu walked up to the side without speaking.
It was because I felt something strange.
‘no?’
Gu Tianmu couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
That’s because Mok Gyeong-un was staring at the sword with blank eyes, as if he were in a trance, or a state of mental imagery.
‘Why?’
I know that the sword is so close to perfection that it can be called a masterpiece.
But is it possible to fall into an image just by looking at the shape of a sword?
Could it be that he saw something he couldn’t see?
* * *
In the image.
The place is very different from the places he knew.
He was swinging something in a strange place where even the color of the sky was different and the world seemed to be collapsing.
It was none other than a sword with a brilliant ink color.
That sword was very similar to the one made by Gu Tianmu Zhangzhu.
If there is anything else,
-Gooooooo!
The sword felt as if it had a will of its own and was extremely ferocious and ferocious.
And this ferocity seemed strangely familiar.
This was a roaring demonic nature itself.
In the image, he was not moving of his own will, and his movements with the sword were extremely rough and clunky.
However, the sword was taking everything he had and pushing it to its peak.
After swinging the sword like that for a while, he eventually stopped, and soon relaxed the force he was applying to the sword.
-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chach!
The ink-colored sword suddenly split, disintegrated, and took the form of a ring.
* * *
‘ah······.’
Mok Gyeong-un came out of his mental image and looked at the hilt of the sword without the sword soldier.
I don’t know when I fell in love with this, but this sword clearly looked exactly like the one I had seen in my mind.
Mo Qingyun asked Gu Tianmu, the chieftain next to him.
“This sword… “Is it true that you came up with it yourself?”
‘!?’
At that question, Gu Tianmu’s expression hardened for an instant.
Gu Tianmu, who was frowning as if he was speechless for a moment, spoke in an expression that he could not understand.
“······Can I ask the Duke why you are asking that?”
“I’ve seen a sword before.”
“Are you saying you’ve seen this sword, or rather a sword in this shape?”
“yes.”
At those words, Gu Cheonmu’s eyes became even more suspicious.
Mok Gyeong-un, who was puzzled by his reaction, asked.
“If not, it doesn’t matter. “It’s just that I don’t think this is the end of the sword’s final form.”
“ah······.”
As soon as Mo Qingyun’s words left his mouth, a sigh flowed from the mouth of Zhou Gu Tianmu.
But then Gu Cheon-mu walked up to the ink-colored sword, grabbed the handle that had no handle, and lifted it up.
“There is no such thing as absolute in this world.”
“What do you mean?”
“I am truly ashamed.”
“······.”
“I thought that no one would know this since several generations have already passed, so I wanted to create this perfect form with the hands of a subordinate, but I did not know that the Duke of Zhou would know about it.”
“There was an original sword, right?”
“you’re right.”
-widely!
With his answer, Zhou Gu Tianmu put down his sword again and went somewhere.
I took out an old, worn-out book from a library bookshelf on one side of the workshop.
Jangju, who brought the book, looked through it, then opened one part and showed it to Mok Gyeong-un.
‘!?’
Mokgyeongun, who saw this, had a strange look in his eyes.
As expected, the book recorded the shape of the sword in detail and even explained that it could be disassembled to form a ring.
“this······. “What is it?”
“This is a record left by Sokha’s great-grandfather.”
“Records left by my great-grandfather? “Then did Zhang Zhou’s great-grandfather make this sword?”
At that question, Zhou Gu Tianmu hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
“no. In a situation like this, how could I not report the truth to the Duke of Zhou? This is a record of what Sokha’s great-grandfather saw more than a hundred years ago.”
A hundred years ago?
It’s been longer than I thought.
Mok Gyeong-un couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
What was that image just now?
Usually, when he sees an image, it can be said to be enlightenment or reading residual thoughts left behind.
However, when I saw the newly born sword, strangely enough, I saw a familiar sight even though it was my first time seeing it.
So does that mean he saw something from a hundred years ago?
Something was strange.
Meanwhile, Gu Tianmu, the chieftain, continued speaking,
“It was through a terrible tragedy that Sokha’s great-grandfather came across this sword.”
“A tragedy?”
“yes. As you know, our Kuga clan makes swords without a single day off, so we rarely leave Geomgok, but my great-grandfather decided to personally bring the completed sword to fulfill a request from an excellent female swordsman with whom he was acquainted. .”
“It seems like we were very close to the point where I personally brought it to you.”
“If you look at the records left behind by my great-grandfather, it seems like he was impressed by the female swordsman’s delicate and excellent swordsmanship skills and developed a relationship with her.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Yes, he even commented that the female swordsman’s sword was like looking at the beautiful moon.”
“······A beautiful moon?”
Mo Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.
It suddenly occurred to me that there was a sword technique reminiscent of the moon.
Among the sword techniques he knew, there were only two that reminded him of the moon.
It was the sword style of the Moonless Sword and the Moon of Cheongryeong.
Then he walked to one side of the workshop and took out one of the wooden boxes piled on top of a shelf.
It too was covered in dust, having been neglected for a long time.
-Tap!
After shaking off the dust with his hands, Gu Tianmu said as he came carrying a long wooden box.
“What is that?”
“It is a sword that lost its owner.”
– Sweet!
When Gu Cheon-mu opened the wooden box, a sword appeared, along with the scent of decayed wood, as if it had not been opened for a long time.
It was a pure white sword with a very white sword body.
A small exclamation flowed from Mok Gyeong-un’s mouth at the sight of it not losing its brilliance even after a hundred years had passed.
“ah······.”
At that time, the trembling voice of Cheongryeong was heard in his ears.
-Rebirth…
-Why are you doing that? ah······. Now that I think about it, a hundred years ago was the time when Cheongnyeong was alive and active, right?
In response to that question, completely unexpected words came out of Cheongnyeong’s mouth.
-This······. This is the main sword.
‘!?’
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