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Blood and tears (1)
I paid money to rent a workshop in a steel room for half a day.
It was an occasional occurrence for Kang Ho-in to rent an iron room. Unusually for people with swords, they were polite and did not deduct even a penny of the money they asked for, so the owner gave them the best workshop.
The space, which was about three to four pyeong in size, was equipped with a furnace, bellows, anvil, hammer, chisel, tongs, etc. I asked the owner to bring me all the materials to make the sword used here.
I am a person who has lived with a sword my whole life. I had seen several times how the swordsmith of the Murim League made swords and how they repaired them.
Of course, since I have never struck a sword myself, no matter how well I imitate it, I will not be able to demonstrate skills as sophisticated as the craftsmen.
I pulled out the Cheonjo Sword with a somewhat nervous mind.
The sharpest blade. Ultimately, what I need is this blade.
Actually, the overly flashy scabbard of this Cheonjo Sword is not my taste at all. However, I couldn’t walk around without a scabbard, and it wasn’t easy to find another scabbard that fit perfectly.
So, I worked on the scabbard first.
First, I removed the jewels embedded in the scabbard. Because they were very small jewels, the moment they fell from the sheath, they became meaningless lumps of stone.
After removing the jewel, the surface of the scabbard was scraped using a cloth sword. Because the blade was so sharp, the surface of the sheath was cut extremely straight.
Everything from the traces of jewels to the patterns engraved on the sword sheath were erased very cleanly. It looked like a scabbard that had nothing in it to begin with.
I didn’t stop there.
The scabbard was painted a new color. It was black, the most common color seen in rivers and lakes. When the color was repainted, it looked like a completely different scabbard.
Isn’t it a waste to damage the scabbard?
at all.
Rather, I felt a strange sense of pleasure. As I said before, I didn’t like this kind of fancy decoration. The reason I didn’t use the Cheonjo Sword for a long time was because it was too flashy.
The Suramyeong Sword that I mainly used was a very ordinary sword on the outside.
“That’s it.”
I smiled in satisfaction. It was my first time doing this, but I did it fairly well. It must have been due to his incredible dexterity with a sword.
Now, it was time to change the most important sword.
The problem was the handle of the sword. Not only was it a problem to have something as flashy as the scabbard, but the shape of the handle was unique.
Anyone who knew it could recognize it right away, but this was not a problem that could be solved by removing the gem and changing the color.
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to change the handle.
The moment you do this, the Cheonjo Sword will no longer be the Cheonjo Sword. The craftsman who made this sword took the length and weight of the handle into perfect consideration when making it.
I’m giving up that advantage and just getting this sharp edge.
I held the blade with one hand and the handle with the other. He then injected his internal force and pulled it to both sides. It was stuck in a way that would never fall out, but it couldn’t withstand the force of his inner strength.
Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
The sword came out of the handle.
“I’m sorry.”
Among the various sword handles produced in this iron room, a handle of an appropriate size was inserted. Materials and tools from here were used to fix it. Any skills that were lacking were replaced with internal strength.
What I learned from a swordsmith in the past was of great help. Of course, it would be rougher and more clunky than the one he made himself, but that actually made this special sword not stand out.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
I swung the sword a few times. not bad. Just think of it as this kind of sword from the beginning, and you will just have to adapt to it.
As a final step, I applied a chemical used in iron rooms to reduce the shine of the blade. Normally the goal is to look sharper, but I did the reverse. Of course, the blade had not actually become dull. It’s just a visual change.
I could have sworn. When you look at this sword, you will never be able to think of the Cheonjo Sword.
Even I would never realize that this sword was the Cheonjo Sword.
I swung my sword quickly again.
Shhh.
Compared to the sword I had, the feeling of cutting through the wind is different.
I was very satisfied when I saw the newly born Cheonjo Sword.
“Please take care of me until I get your brother back.”
Of course, that brother meant the Sura Myeongwanggeom.
Even cleaning up after work was done perfectly. Traces of the original handle and scabbard were placed in an oven and completely burned.
However, I took some small jewels that were embedded in the Cheonjo Sword as decorations. When I saw the jewel separated from the scabbard, I thought of something worth trying.
I even said hello to the owner and left the room.
Then he went to a place where no one was around, took off his bast mask, and burned it.
Now, the man who bought the elixir at Heuksi, visited the guest house, and rented the iron room has disappeared from this world forever.
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“I will rewrite the report and upload it.”
Jeongjeongak Military Yangpyeong was very cautious while returning the report.
“Okay, let’s rewrite it.”
This was because the person who immediately received the report was Gal Sa-ryang. The person you once treated as your general has now become your colleague. I ended up taking on the most work and having to rewrite reports over and over again.
Not only Yangpyeong but all Jeongjeongak soldiers knew that this was the narrow-minded revenge of Sima Qian, the new commander-in-chief.
But I couldn’t say a word of comfort. Because I saw Sima Qian’s perception, and Gal Si Liang’s perception as well.
“When it’s done, I’ll bring it to you.”
“I understand. “Let’s do that.”
“Okay, then I’ll just leave.”
Yangpyeong left Gal Sa-ryang’s office and sighed lightly.
‘I heard there were no red flowers for 10 days.’
It was a moment when I felt the heartlessness and futility of power.
I wanted to offer some comfort. I also wanted to help Galsaryang with his work.
But that wasn’t possible. If you step forward for no reason, you will be kicked out of Jeongjeongak and relegated to being the gatekeeper of a village branch.
Gal Si-liang rewrote the report and went to Sima Qian.
There was a guest in the room first.
The person you would not want to encounter in a place like this was none other than Gwangwoldanju Joo Cheol-ryong. Because he took the lead, Ma Bong-gi was able to become the leader. Currently, the person who is most annoying to Gal Sa-ryang is Joo Cheol-ryong.
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“I didn’t know there were guests. “I’ll come back later.”
Then Sima Qian pretended to sit down.
“Sit down. “Danju will wake up soon.”
“yes.”
Gal Sa-ryang sat next to Joo Cheol-ryong.
Sima Qian smiled evilly. I am enjoying this situation because I know the relationship between the two people well.
“It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, so why don’t we say hello?”
Gal Sa-ryang politely greeted Joo Cheol-yong.
“long time no see.”
Joo Cheol-ryong just nodded his head once. I couldn’t tell if he was sorry or if he just didn’t want to say hello to any soldier anymore.
Gal Sa-ryang did not show any regret or displeasure. He too was calm.
Sima Qian thoroughly enjoyed this awkward situation.
He was intentionally harassing Gal Sa-ryang. He was entrusted with much more work than other soldiers and sent back reports as they came in.
It was to subdue Galsaryang. To do that, we must first break his spirit.
Sima Qian believed. If people are tormented and tormented again, they will eventually break down. He firmly believed that the difference in time was only as much as willpower.
‘Indomitable will?’
Sima Qian snorted. I know one person who had it.
Cheon Ha-jin.
Yes, he was a man with an indomitable will, both in martial arts and in ruling a powerful nation. But now he was no longer in this world. His fortitude died with him.
Joo Cheol-ryong said goodbye.
“Then I’ll just go.”
“Thank you for coming despite your busy schedule.”
Even as he left, Joo Cheol-ryong did not pay attention to Gal Sa-ryang.
Gal Si-liang handed the report to Sima Qian.
“Here I am rewriting the report.”
“Put it over there.”
Gal Sa-ryang placed the report on the desk. There was a pile of reports he had uploaded next to him. A quick glance showed him that he had not opened them.
Gal Sa-ryang calmly posted the report he had brought.
“Then I’ll just leave.”
As he was about to leave, Sima Qian asked:
“Well, let me ask you one thing.”
“yes. “Please speak.”
“I checked and there wasn’t a single sword of the former leader?”
“Which sword are you talking about?”
“It’s the Sura Myeongwanggeom.”
“Wasn’t it in the Murim Alliance report?”
“There wasn’t any.”
“Then I don’t know. In his later years, the leader did not wield a sword. So, naturally, I thought it was stored in the Murim League report. If he wasn’t there, Lord Maeng would have disposed of him.”
“I see. “I understand, just go away.”
“yes.”
Gal Sa-ryang looked at his back, bowed his head, and left the room.
As he watched the sea lion go out with cynical eyes, he asked the empty space.
“Are you keeping an eye on his every move?”
Then a soft answer was heard from the ceiling.
“yes.”
“Just in case, find a place where he might have hidden the sword.”
“All right.”
After giving the command, Sima Qian leaned back and sank into the chair.
“If you didn’t know, where on earth did that sword go?”
* * *
“Here, give me a drink.”
A middle-aged Pyo-du and a young Pyo-sa were sitting on one side of the Pungju branch.
Baekpyo welcomed them warmly.
“It’s been a while since you came.”
They came to drink a couple of times with Pyodou and Pyosaro from nearby Pyoguk.
“I went all the way to Gansu this time.”
“I see. Thank you for your hard work. “We will prepare snacks that you always eat.”
After bringing the alcohol first, Baekpyo started cooking.
I heard a conversation between two people.
“What I felt this time was that there was a strange atmosphere in the upper world of Gansu.”
“What kind of air current is it?”
“I heard a rumor… … .”
Although there were no customers, Pyodu lowered his voice. That meant it was a cautionary tale.
“I heard a rumor that Ma Song-in (麻松寅) of Cheondo-mun (麻松寅) has taken over the top in Shaanxi.”
“If you are Ma Song-in, aren’t you one of the successors of Cheon Dao-mun?”
“right. This is the Masongin. “One of the six likely successors.”
“What on earth is going on?”
The man Pyo-du seemed to have an inkling of something, but he drank without saying any more.
Baekpyo pretended not to hear, but he often heard rumors about Cheondomun.
It wasn’t just Shaanxi. It was news that Cheondomun’s bloodline had advanced into other regions and was doing various things.
It was something unthinkable when serving the leader of a squadron. Cheon Ha-jin really disliked the way the Murim Alliance’s personnel influenced the local powerhouses. Although Cheon Ha-jin had no family, he would have cracked down even harder if he had.
The man named Pyo-du said while looking at Baek-pyo.
“But has that been around since long ago?”
What the man was looking up at was a wall. There was a wooden decoration attached above the entrance to the kitchen. It was decorated with a sword and sword attached to a round shield in the shape of an inclined criss-cross. Like a stuffed animal in a hunter’s house
It seemed.
“no. I created this when I took over this place. “Because the wall looks empty.”
“Are you saying you cut it yourself?”
“Yes, I made it to kill time.”
“You are very dexterous.”
“you’re welcome.”
Baekpyo followed the man and looked at the wooden decorations on the wall.
Naturally, something from the past came to mind.
Galsaryang, who had given an opening gift, came back secretly a few days later. At that time, it was before Ma Bong-gi or Sima Qian even took office.
Gal Sa-ryang held out a sword. Surprisingly, it was the Sura Myeongwanggeom, the unique weapon of the former leader.
“Please take charge of this sword.”
“It’s something I can’t handle.”
“You are the only person I trust and entrust with this sword. Later, when a new leader comes, I will be under surveillance. “I won’t even be able to visit you from now on.”
“Galgunsa.”
“Please take care of it yourself.”
“What do you plan to do with this sword?”
“I don’t know yet. But even if I give up everything else, I don’t want to hand this over to them.”
Baekpyo understood Galsaryang’s feelings in entrusting this to him. Like himself, he must have thought of Cheon Ha-jin when he saw the Sura Myeongwanggeom.
Baekpyo nodded.
“All right. “I will take care of it.”
“Thank you.”
Baekpyo was brought out of his recollection by the man Pyo’s request for more alcohol.
“You’re running today.”
“It’s been a while since I came back, so shouldn’t I drink until my nose is crooked?”
“Haha, I like it. “In order to please Mr. Pyodu, I will not accept money for this dish.”
“Good!” I heard that this is why I like Pungju branch. ha ha ha.”
Just like all the customers who asked about it, Pyodu didn’t care about the decorations on the wall anymore.
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