Chapter 563
563fury. draw your sword
Cough! Kyaang!
The sound of metal striking resonated powerfully from early morning..
Even the cold wind of early winter could not penetrate the room. This was due to the enormous amount of fire leaking from the blacksmith shop..
It's been three days since reopening.
Wi Ji-yeol was hammering repeatedly with his whole body soaked in sweat. A brilliant light flashed in the eyes of the craftsman who was concentrating..
Wow!!
The flame in the furnace flickered fiercely. Every time the workers next to me worked the bellows, the fire grew stronger..
“This is not even possible! Did you not even eat breakfast properly?!”
As Wi Ji-yeol sternly urged, the expressions of the newly hired workers were astounding. They were young people who heard about Wijiyeol's reputation and came to learn work at Wijicheolbang..
Only after they had hammered the bellows with all their might did Wi Ji-yeol nod his head and start hammering again..
Cough! Kyaang!
On the anvil, the red-hot iron continued to scream..
Wi Ji-yeol thought of a warrior who was hammering as if possessed..
King Sima Liang.
An old man who turned himself into a flame and burned the end of his life.
As a martial artist, he has reached a level so high that no one can dare to compare him, but Wi Ji-yeol, who saw him at the end, was greatly inspired because he learned the martial arts of the same Geukyang..
It would have been nice to call it enlightenment. The master's intention was reflected in the Hwaryeong Shingong taught by Wi Ji-yeol. A reddish energy formed as the hammer continued to strike..
Wow-!
Wi Ji-yeol, who finished the final hammering, picked up the finished blade with tongs and placed it in the water..
Cheeeeeeeeeek-
The iron cools quickly and reveals its true color. Wi Ji-yeol, looking at his own face on the clear, silver blade, nodded..
“……Not bad.”
By his standards, it wasn't something that could be called a rookie recruit. Not only was it not easy to produce something like that once in a lifetime, but his body had not fully recovered yet..
Still, if it's like this, it won't break easily no matter where you go..
“I took a break, oh my.”
“yes! Yajang Elderly!”
Wi Ji-yeol came out and cooled his body in the cold wind..
Despite the hard work, a gentle smile appeared on his face..
Until recently, when I was at a religious school, I worked non-stop at night, but it wasn't because I wanted to..
Because he thought that the weapon he made could harm innocent people in the future, he did not do his best or sincerely at work..
So, as soon as his physical condition improved after returning, Wi Ji-yeol reopened the iron room. It was because I couldn't stand it because it was so sore. He was a natural field captain..
“Umm?”
As I was standing outside to rest for a moment, I saw a familiar young man walking toward the iron room..
You came at just the right time. Wi Ji-yeol smiled happily and welcomed the guests..
“Welcome. Teacher Yeonho.”
“Elderly. Aren’t you already overdoing it? There will still be internal damage..”
Yeonho looked worried as he saw Wi Ji-yeol drenched in sweat. However, Wi Ji-yeol showed off his massive forearms and laughed..
“You need to move this much to get better quickly. I'm still working only to lightly warm up, so you don't have to worry..”
It was a story that would have made the workers in the iron room blush if they had heard it..
“Come in. As it happens, the item to be given to you was completed a little while ago..”
“yes.”
The two walked side by side and exchanged stories as they entered the blacksmith shop..
“How is Cheongryong Academic Center these days??”
“Everyone is busy preparing for the Cheonmu Festival. Is this preparing to go to a festival or preparing to go out?…….”
Yeonho shook his head..
Recently, the morale of Cheongryong Academy students was high, like soldiers about to go on a mission. It was difficult to find an empty gymnasium day and night..
The student council, led by Dok Go-jun, was further encouraging the will of such students, and if they returned to the academy right away, they would shout, “Down with it!” A banner reading “Cheonmuhakgwan!” could be seen blowing in the wind..
“……I'm glad that my vitality has come back thanks to you..”
Students did not forget the deaths of instructors who did not return from Akga..
But rather than continue to mourn, we decided to change the way we honor those who have left..
Winning the Cheonmuje Championship is no longer just Baek Soo-ryong and some students, but has become the goal of all of Cheongryong Academy..
“What a relief..”
Wi Ji-yeol shook his head. He too was there. Even though I couldn't fight together, I watched from the sidelines how much pain those who were left behind suffered..
The two no longer talked about the same topic. Wi Ji-yeol told the workers to bring the weapons that had been completed a little while ago and then looked back at Yeon-ho..
“It looks like our Cheon is very busy too. I haven't had much time to see each other these past few days..”
“Cheon, well, he's a candidate to win Yongbongbimu. Even the elderly will go see it together.?”
“Of course. I must see my grandson in action at Yongbongbimu. I think I should call a painter and ask him to draw something... … . It's a secret from Cheon. I might not be able to show off my skills because I'm embarrassed..”
“……Anyway, if you just pick up the sword, it'll start flying around.?”
“but. My grandchild takes after me and has great concentration..”
Wi Ji-yeol chuckled at the story of his one and only grandson. Meanwhile, workers brought long spears wrapped in cloth..
“Now, check it out for yourself..”
Yeonho unwrapped the cloth covering the window with a nervous expression..
There was a black dragon engraved on the spear holder, which had a soft ink color. And at the end of it, a silver spear blade was emitting a fierce anticipation. At first glance, it was not an ordinary weapon..
“The spear pole was made a while ago, and the blade was only completed today. It hasn't even been an hour since it was put in..”
Yeon-ho looked at the window as if fascinated, and then belatedly spoke to Wi Ji-yeol with a puzzled expression..
“……Wouldn't this be too much of a weapon for me to use??”
“What does that mean??”
“I feel like he's a new recruit who will fit in with the older guys.…….”
Baeksu-ryong or Namgung-su would be worthy of being such a new recruit, but for him, it seemed like too much of a treasure..
As I abandoned the Ak family name, I decided to throw away the spear I received from the Ak family. The spear I was originally using was damaged to the point where it was almost unusable in the fight with Yue Fei, so it was a few days ago that I asked Wi Ji-yeol if I could buy any spare spears..
However, Wi Ji-yeol, who was thinking about it carefully, told him to wait a few days and made Yeon-ho a much better recruit than he expected..
“Teacher Yeonho. My eyes are never wrong.”
Wi Ji-yeol continued speaking in a soft but firm tone..
“When I first saw Mr. Baek, I evaluated him as an ‘unfinished sword.’ But what about now? He was called the Ten Lords and became a warrior renowned throughout the world..”
The old man's eyes were full of confidence. Yajang's eyes, who made weapons for countless warriors throughout his life, knew how to recognize the owner suitable for a weapon..
“You will definitely become a warrior worthy of this spear. Later on, you might think that it's not enough. I'll make a new one then, so come back..”
“……We will work hard to live up to Wiji Noya’s reputation..”
Yeonho received the spear from Wi Jiyeol with a solemn expression..
The moment he held the spear, he knew he would never need another spear in his life..
Wi Ji-yeol looked at the scene happily and asked:.
“will you give me a name?”
“Blue Dragon Shinchang is a bit different.…….”
Yeonho smiled mischievously and said while stroking the dragon carved on the window sill..
“I'll call it Mukryong..”
“It's a fitting name. Please treat me well.”
After swinging the ink dragon lightly a few times, Yeonho looked extremely satisfied and placed it diagonally on his back..
Wi Ji-yeol, who saw Yeon-ho off outside the blacksmith shop, asked as if he had suddenly remembered something..
“By the way, have you decided on a new last name? I can't call Yeonho teacher forever..”
“that is…….”
It was no special secret that Yeonho decided to cut ties with Shandong music and abandon his family name..
Wi Ji-yeol asked in a coy tone..
“What would it be like to be my adopted son? Our Cheon also follows teacher Yeonho a lot..”
It was half joking, but it was also partly serious..
There were many times when I thought it would be nice for Wi Ji-cheon, who grew up alone, to have a bright-hearted brother like Yeon-ho..
Then Yeonho laughed..
“haha. Everyone is upset that they can't adopt me. Brother Su-ryong and Brother Namgung are the same. A few days ago, Soyoung even asked me if I wanted to become the adopted son of Jegal Sega.?”
When prominent competitors were mentioned, a slight wrinkle appeared between Wi Ji-yeol's eyebrows..
“this… … . Do I have to compete with the Five Great Families to adopt you? This isn't easy..”
“haha. I'm actually quite popular.”
“I'm going to choose one of them and go in.?”
Then Yeonho's expression, which had been smiling brightly, became a little more serious..
“There are so many people thinking about me that I don't know what to do. I am so thankful and thankful... … I made up my mind after receiving an ink dragon from an old man..”
Yeonho, who was silent for a moment, scratched the back of his head with a puzzled expression and continued speaking..
“If I'm going to start over, I'm going to try living with the first and last name I made up myself..”
“Huh!”
Wi Ji-yeol looked at Yeon-ho with an expression of admiration..
Because it meant giving up the opportunity to become a family of the Five Great Families and the Ten Lords of the Murim and trying to carve out a new life for oneself..
I couldn't even imagine how much thought and determination it took to make the decision..
“……That would be nice too. Well, have you decided on a last name??”
“yes. From now on, please call me Shin Yeon-ho (新連浩)..”
“That's a good name. Congratulations on a new beginning.”
“thank you.”
Shin Yeon-ho smiled with a relieved face and took the gun..
“Well then, let’s go..”
“Say hello to everyone.”
Shin Yeon-ho, who received the ink dragon, returned to the Cheongryong Academy. Wi Ji-yeol watched him until his back disappeared and prayed for him to have good luck in his future..
* * *
In preparation for the Cheonmu Festival, most of the buildings at Cheongryong Hall are lit late into the night..
Among them, the office where the lights were on the latest was always the same..
“I'm working overtime again today..”
“once again.”
Baek Soo-ryong and Nam Gung-su each processed a mountain of documents and had occasional casual conversations..
“You received a letter from Master Buljon, right? what are you going to do?”
“I plan to accept the invitation..”
“Then I have to leave a day earlier than the students..”
“It was judged that safety precautions were sufficient..”
“Hmm…….”
“Rather, it is said that the Murim lord also sent invitations to the major powers of Sapa. do you know anything?”
“how do i know that?”
“Take care of yourself.”
“……Did the brave shaman tell you something??”
“nonsense.”
Only after the sunset outside the window disappeared and the son-in-law was immersed in darkness, Namgungsu stopped his hands and raised his head..
He said to Baek Soo-ryong, who was still concentrating on his work..
“I'm off work now.”
“already? Go first. I need a little more…….”
“Get out of my office right now.”
“……a pathetic bastard.”
Baek Soo-ryong mumbled and packed up his luggage. As if he was planning to return to Baekryongjang and finish it, he had a bundle of documents with him..
The two people left the office and crossed the empty Cheongryong Academic Hall. There was no conversation back and forth. The cold early winter wind blew, only occasionally shaking my sleeves and hair..
At that time, Namgungsu suddenly stopped and said.
“White Water Dragon.”
“why?”
Baek Soo-ryong smiled and replied. As if he had anticipated what Namgungsu would say next..
“draw your sword.”
Namgungsu turned around for a moment, drew his sword and aimed it at Baeksuryong..
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