How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 13
Chapter 4. The Boss’s Disease (2)
Despite his quick judgment, Im Jun-gyu discovered Jegal Hyeon-mong faster than him.
“Damn it! You came at the perfect time! You speak for me!”
‘fu*k.’
Jegal Hyunmong calmly corrected his steps as he was about to turn back and moved towards Im Jun-gyu.
“What’s going on? And that’s… … .”
Jegal Hyeonmong looked at the scepter that Im Jun-gyu was holding.
It looked just like the godfather that Margin Kwang had created.
Come to think of it, I remember telling you in passing that I should just make you an identical one when you were feeling sorry for your grandfather last time.
It was just a remark that didn’t mean much, but it really seemed to mean something.
“Are you the godfather from last time?”
“I asked you to make it just like you said. But no. This is not the godfather I want!”
“Why are you suddenly talking like some stubborn craftsman? It seems to me that they are the same.”
“You are not a human being, you are something like that. You won’t know until you hear it for yourself. That feeling, that exquisite weight… … that feeling of moving like limbs!”
“Yes, I don’t know because I’m not a drone. So?”
Since I wasn’t really unmanned, there was nothing to be particularly proud of.
But in response to that, something inside Lim Jun-gyu seemed to have slipped out.
Even clapping hands makes a sound.
“Phew, excuse me.”
After saying that, Lim Jun-gyu placed his godfather on his shoulder and disappeared somewhere.
The blacksmith sighed deeply when he saw that sight.
“Whew, thank you. You finally went.”
“I guess I bothered you.”
“Who said that? He came to me about a month ago and asked me to make him a great sword, making a lot of requests. He said the center of gravity should be like this, the sharpness of the blade should be like this, and it should be light when swung, but it should have a heavy feel that bounces elastically at the tip of the hand!”
“haha…….”
“He’s the son of the Great Dragon Lord, so I can’t say anything. Anyway, I made it for him, but he kept tilting his head after holding it once. I thought he was going crazy.”
The blacksmith shook his head.
Jegal Hyunmong clicked his tongue inwardly.
I’ve been thinking that Im Jun-gyu is strange lately, but I never thought it would be this serious.
“You must have had a really hard time.”
“Yes, thanks to you, it was resolved. You must be a… …manager who works at Daeryongpyo-guk, right? What brings you here?”
“Oh, I came here to ask for a favor.”
“Huh, what is it?”
Jegal Hyunmong handed the piece of parts wrapped in a bundle to the blacksmith.
“What is this? It looks like a piece of rusty iron.”
“Yes. It’s broken, but I want you to make one exactly like this. It should weigh exactly half a pound, and the bronze ratio should be at least six. The rest should be made with similar materials while adjusting the metal ratio. When it’s made, it should have a soft shine and a surface that’s smooth like a mirror. When you shape it, it should be exactly like the design I drew, and there shouldn’t be even an inch of error. And… … .”
“Guys! The guests are leaving!”
As soon as the blacksmith heard the story, he immediately called someone.
‘Did the Daeryongpyo people suddenly go crazy as a group?’
Just like Lim Jun-gyu before, Jegal Hyeon-mong was not a man of integrity, although he had a handsome face.
The madness in his eyes that was briefly revealed as he explained was so clear that it was scary.
“Ah, no. Sir. Why all of a sudden… … .”
“I am seriously considering cutting ties with my Great Dragon Kingdom.”
“Excuse me.”
Jegal Hyunmong tilted his head.
“Can’t you make this?”
Jegal Hyunmong’s innocent question was enough to wound the pride of the experienced blacksmith.
“Hey guys! Anyone, bring me a sharp knife!”
“… … Um. First, take this.”
Jegal Hyunmong first offered ten nyang of silver as a fee for the request.
“No matter how much money you give, it won’t work!”
“It’s a consulting fee.”
“… … Ahem, hum.”
Ten nyang of silver was quite a large sum of money, but right now, Zhuge Xuanmong was more interested in satisfying his curiosity than in money.
“Why not?”
“There are too many reasons why it can’t be done. Didn’t they say that the weight should be exactly the same, and that the shape should be made without any errors? And the material wasn’t even clearly specified, so no blacksmith would do something like this.”
“Is there really no one?”
“Well… … It might be possible if it’s the Sacheondangga Metallurgy Factory.”
“Are you talking about Sacheondangga?”
“It is known that the secret weapons they use are precise and without any error. Usually, not just anyone can make something like that. However, they only lift hammers for the people of Sacheondangga.”
Jegal Hyunmong nodded.
This is something I had somewhat expected when I heard the word Sacheondangga.
Even though he was not a martial artist, Jegal Hyunmong also knew that Sacheondangga was an exclusive place.
“Maybe I could make an ark of the iron smithy too.”
“… … It’s the ironworks shop.”
“Yes. It’s a door made by blacksmiths. Do you know about it?”
“I know a little.”
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The blacksmith nodded.
“The Iron Flower Shop is a school of blacksmiths who have mastered martial arts. The things they make may look crude on the outside, but they are said to be more delicate than anyone else’s and have unrivaled skills in terms of durability. However, you won’t be able to meet them now. The Iron Flower Shop’s current leader is in conflict with the Sima Family and lives in hiding in the mountains, doing things like theft.”
“How did it come to that?”
“It was the greed of Sima Sega. While Sima Sega was coveting the Iron Flower Shop, he resorted to various means, and as a result, the Iron Flower Shop, which had been in a state of rage, was destroyed and he ran away to the mountains, saying he didn’t want to get involved with the martial arts world… … Tsk tsk. What a shame.”
“I heard you have a neutral personality. Is that true?”
“He tends to be a bit hasty and lacks words and thoughts, so he’s easy to misunderstand… … But if I had to say, it wouldn’t be Sapa. If there’s a problem, it’s probably because of Sima Se.”
Jegal Hyunmong nodded.
The Sima family is known to be one of the leading families of martial arts schools, as they have a lot of wealth and power.
If you have that kind of power, it would be nothing to create public opinion about the Iron Fist.
“And there’s nothing more?”
“None!”
After saying this, the blacksmith took out the silver and gave it back to Jegal Hyunmong.
“Come to think of it, I guess it wasn’t of much help. Take this back. It’ll be the same wherever you go, so don’t waste your time looking for it.”
“……thank you.”
Jegal Hyunmong whetted his appetite.
There was no reason for it to be a lie when he said things like that.
When Jegal Hyunmong returned home, he decided to postpone this matter.
‘There is no way.’
Even though magic can do many things, it cannot do things like become a blacksmith.
It might be possible later when the rings get higher, but not now.
Jegal Hyunmong decided to take his time and devote himself more to the magical research he had been unable to do because he was busy making incense burners.
There was one thing that came to my mind while going through the actual battle the other day.
‘We need to come up with a plan to support our household.’
In his dream, Rowlon used powerful attack magic to annihilate his enemies.
But that couldn’t be the case here. There was no need or reason to do something so conspicuous.
But you never know when or where something dangerous might happen, so you have to be prepared for it.
‘Should I go in the direction of strengthening my physical abilities, or in the direction of increasing the power of my magic…?’
“Hey, do you have a dream about Jegal Hyunmong?”
“… … .”
Jegal Hyunmong put down his brush and stood up.
There was a shadowy figure hesitating in the yard of his own house, holding a book.
As soon as Jegal Hyunmong opened the door, he opened his mouth.
“There is no way.”
“Really? No, you’re not even listening to my question… … .”
“It’s obvious. You’re probably asking if there’s any way to get that godfather back or something similar. There isn’t.”
“Well, then, wouldn’t there be a way for you?”
‘Didn’t you say earlier that there weren’t any?’
Jegal Hyunmong sighed softly and said.
“That great master is probably in the hands of the Iron Flower Master right now, so how can you get it? And that great master was made by the Iron Flower Master, but I heard recently that the only blacksmith who can compare to the Iron Flower Master is the one in Sacheondangga.”
At those words, Lim Jun-gyu eventually lowered his head and turned away.
‘I finally got back.’
Zhuge Xuanmong picked up his brush again and slowly tried to organize his thoughts.
“I guess the first thing I need to do is… … .”
“Hyunmong, are you there?”
“……yes.”
It was like that last time with Mansu, and it’s the same today. Uninvited guests come by too often.
Thinking that he should set up a pre-fab near his house soon, Jegal Hyeonmong put down his brush and went outside.
There stood Im Chung with a worried expression on his face.
“I’m sorry for making you rest. The reason I have taken the trouble to come here is because of my incompetent son. He hasn’t been feeling well since his last trip.”
“… … If it’s the great master, there’s no real answer. Is it really impossible for Master Im to become Majinkwang’s disciple?”
“That’s right.”
“Is it perhaps because of the nature of the middle-aged man?”
“That’s not a small amount. In any case, since there is a precedent of opposing and robbing a high-ranking person, if you become his disciple, it will greatly reduce the reputation of Daeryongpyo-guk. Furthermore, since you studied at Cheongseongpa, if you become his disciple, Cheongseongpa will not stay still either.”
“Then I guess I have no choice but to give up.”
“Isn’t there some way?”
“Without losing face?”
“… … Wouldn’t it be possible for you?”
“I am just a person born with the surname Zhuge. That’s all.”
Im Chung nodded at those words.
Certainly, even I thought it was too much to ask for.
“Okay, I understand. Sorry for bothering you while you’re resting.”
As Im Chung’s shoulders slumped, Jegal Hyunmong’s heart also weakened.
No matter what, there is no one who takes care of me as well as Im Chung.
“Whew. I’ll think about it too. But don’t expect too much.”
“Thank you.”
After Im Chung left, Jegal Hyeonmong returned to his room.
However, since my concentration was broken twice, it was not easy to concentrate again.
I was thinking about the task I had been asked to do without realizing it.
‘A way to get a loan without losing face.’
Actually, there is a way.
However, there were quite a few prerequisites for doing so.
Conditions that were nearly impossible to achieve in the first place.
However, they were also essential elements for realizing the method that Zhuge Xuanmong had in mind.
Jegal Hyunmong thought about that for a moment, shook his head, and went to bed.
And that night, Jegal Hyunmong had another dream after a long time.
It was Allen’s dream.
