He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 111

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Chapter 111

Episode 111

About one month in Jamsaul.

About three months in Namman.

About two months traveling back and forth.

Returning to Anhui Province after nearly half a year.

Looking at the Anhui Province city gate that came into view.

“Ah! My beloved home!”

Namgung Cheon-gang’s eyes moisten with tears.

Possessing the spirit of a sports athlete from his previous life, he swept across the sandy ground expressing joy with his whole body.

“Ouch, it stings!”

He clutches his knee in pain and rolls around.

“….”

“….”

The Namman delegation just accepted it by now.

“Cool. Gyarong will do it next time.”

Someone was envious.

If you’ve returned to your homeland?

What should you do?

Exciting restaurant tours, savoring nostalgic egg fried rice!

Of course—

‘That was just wishful thinking.’

Sob sob.

What can you do.

There are important matters.

What is that important matter?

It’s the wedding ceremony of Yahwel and Namgung Yeong.

On a grand scale, it’s a blood alliance formed through the blood of Namman and Namgung.

The matter of Jamsaul, the matter of Namman.

It’s undeniable that all events were resolved and the current situation was created because of Namgung Cheon-gang’s presence.

“Even aside from Namman’s affairs, Younger Brother made the greatest contribution in bringing about the meeting with Yeong. If Younger Brother hadn’t been there, I might have missed my lifelong connection and regretted it. Therefore, Younger Brother must absolutely attend.”

“That’s right. By resolving what happened in Jamsaul, you created the current connection and made it possible for us to form a married couple’s bond, so Younger Brother must absolutely attend.”

Including Yahwel and Namgung Yeong.

“It’s undeniable that without you, there would have been no blood alliance formed between Namman and Namgung through blood. Therefore, for the long existence of the blood alliance and the hundred-year bond of these two people, you must participate in all matters.”

The master of Namgung also desired Namgung Cheon-gang’s unconditional participation.

How could he refuse this.

He had no choice but to participate.

“Even if heaven and earth were to split apart, I will attend! Moreover, these are the first among my sworn brothers and sisters to form a hundred-year bond, so I will take full responsibility and help until the very end!”

Therefore, as soon as the blood alliance treaty formed through the marriage contract was smoothly completed, he had to help prepare for the wedding ceremony of the two that would begin immediately…

How could there be time for restaurant tours in this situation.

If the marriage contract had been made in Anhui Province, it would be one thing, but the wedding location happened to be not Anhui Province but Cheonjaeum.

It had to be that way.

Cheonjaeum is where the two people’s meeting and history took place, and it’s the midpoint between Namgung and Namman.

A place full of memories, and the perfect location for distant relatives, acquaintances, family, and friends from both groups to come—where could there be a better place for a wedding.

Therefore, to prepare for the wedding ceremony, they had to move immediately, so how could he eat egg fried rice again.

‘All I did was briefly see my family’s faces…’

Sigh.

How is it that I’m busier after coming to my homeland.

What can you do.

‘Since I boldly declared that I would personally step forward and help with this great matter of human relationships and foundation of family business, not just as a guest, I must keep that promise to be a man of Namgung.’

…My mouth runs too much!

Ugh!

‘Well, it’s still good loose talk though.’

It’s loose talk about helping prepare my brother and sister’s wedding until the end, so how could that be bad.

Thus, Jamsaul, which would host the wedding of two people belonging to two massive groups, was once again in a festive atmosphere.

“Congratulations!”

“Congratulations!”

“Wooooooo!!”

Hundreds of people attended Cheonjaeum to celebrate the wedding ceremony of Namman’s successor and Namgung’s direct descendant.

The gifts alone were so vast that the congratulatory money alone would be enough to expand Cheonjaeum and still have plenty left over.

After decorating the wedding venue as a blacksmith, Namgung Cheon-gang soon,

“Younger Brother Cheongang! How have you been!”

“Oh my, Lord Mimir of the Deer Tribe! Welcome! My, how long has it been!”

Greeted people as the host receiving congratulatory money.

“It’s been over a month. Hahaha! Come to Namman quickly and let’s farm together!”

“Of course, of course! I’m always waiting. For your amazing liquor… slurp.”

“As expected of Younger Brother. I’ll brew delicious liquors and wait eagerly. Oh right, here’s the congratulatory money.”

“Oh my, thank you. Brother Mimir… congratulatory money jade… oh, such high quality! Thank you for gracing the occasion! Here, please take this meal ticket.”

“What’s this?”

“How can a ceremony just end like that? We need to eat and celebrate. Moreover, it would be disappointing to just end Namman and Namgung’s wedding ceremony with a bowl of galbi soup. So, I’ve arranged food throughout the entire village so you can eat to your heart’s content!”

“Ohhh!! Then, alcohol too?”

“Of course! All the famous liquors from Anhui Province are available. This meal ticket is the entrance pass to get in there. You can’t enter without it, so you must bring it with you.”

“I’ll guard it with my life!”

The wedding venue is a buffet.

Isn’t that common sense.

‘I absolutely cannot imagine a wedding venue without a buffet!’

Since he couldn’t say that this would be common sense in the distant future.

“When virtuous men and women belonging to two massive groups like Namman and Namgung form a hundred-year bond, should we just have a simple banquet table? The wealth coming and going alone would be enormous, right? We absolutely cannot do that!”

“Therefore, let’s turn the entire village into a restaurant, preparing hundreds of dishes that people can choose from and eat to their heart’s content!”

“Our wedding ceremony will show how we’re different from other places—an honor that only Namman and Namgung can achieve! The pride of great martial families and clans!”

“Of course, other places might imitate us similarly someday, but that ‘pride’ of having done it first will never disappear!”

Therefore, while decorating the wedding venue, Namgung Cheon-gang strongly advocated this with his eloquent words.

“Ho, what a wonderful idea!”

“As expected of a successor of Cheongeumjeong! Your thinking is extraordinary!”

“Right! Namgung and Namman should be the first!”

Namgung and Namman gladly accepted it.

“I offer my gratitude to the wise, strong, and wonderful elders of Namgung and Namman who accepted this young blacksmith’s opinion! You truly are enlightened intellectuals and enlightened warriors!”

“Hmm, hmm. Unlike today’s young people, very commendable indeed.”

“Namgung’s future is very bright.”

“But what is the name of this feast?”

“Since you can only encounter over a hundred delicious dishes at the occasion where two young people form a hundred-year bond, it’s called ‘Hundred-Year Bond Ceremony Full City Grand Feast.'”

“Ohhh!”

“What a magnificent name!”

Thus, the essence of modern wedding ceremonies—buffet culture—was born in the Martial Arts World.

Since Namgung Cheon-gang was doing it anyway, he did it quite thoroughly.

* * *

“…Thus, I, Namgung Cheon, head of the Namgung Family, declare that these two people have become husband and wife with the blessings of countless people!”

“…Thus, I, Yaggang, master of the Nanman Beast Palace, declare that these two people have become husband and wife with the blessings of countless people!”

The wedding officiation by the masters of two great families that would shake the Martial Arts World.

“Waaahhh!”

“Congratulations!”

Countless cheers and applause from the crowd.

Clap clap clap clap!

Byeoksa (: a ritual to drive away evil spirits).

Celebration and invocation of fortune (: sounds calling for blessings).

The resounding of red fireworks from two great families announcing that all of this could be achieved.

Everything became one and echoed through heaven and earth.

“Congratulations!!”

Namgung Cheon-gang, who participated among them, also offered his blessings.

“Big brother! Let’s also make a hundred-year vow someday!”

Yamimi, who had been helping with the reception, suddenly said something terrible and rushed toward him.

Namgung Cheon-gang was startled and quickly dodged.

“Hey! How dare you!”

And he scolded her severely.

Very sternly!

“You’re my younger sister, and I’m your big brother!”

Who is Yamimi!

Isn’t she Yahwel’s younger sister?

They had practically sworn brotherhood, so where was she trying to mess up the family tree!

‘Besides, she’s only 16 years old!’

Who wants to end up in shackles!

Of course, considering martial arts world culture, she was already old enough to marry and have plenty of time left.

But wasn’t Namgung Cheon-gang a man from his previous life in South Korea?

He absolutely could not accept this.

Complete blockade, containment, iron wall defense!

“You’re still wet behind the ears! Kyaaaa!!! Gaaaah!”

“Tsk!”

Dallanglang, Yamimi’s mother who was watching from afar, sighed.

‘This will be difficult.’

Looking at Namgung Cheon-gang’s expression, he didn’t seem like someone who would give in easily.

But what could she do.

Love is something you fight for.

Hang in there, my child!

And so the joyful and exciting wedding ceremony of the handsome man and beautiful woman came to an end.

* * *

After the joyful wedding came beautiful farewells.

First was Namgung Yeong.

Since it was customary to follow one’s husband after marriage, parting was naturally predetermined.

Namgung Yeong was the only person who could handle the Baeknyeon Jamsagi Gijo in Cheonjaeum, so her absence would inevitably create a big void.

Fortunately, since the Baeknyeon Jamsagi Gijo would move to Namman together with her, her absence was essentially meaningless.

Rather, the Nanman Beast Palace could protect the Baeknyeon Jamsagi Gijo more safely, so this was also a good thing.

Of course, since this Baeknyeon Jamsagi Gijo had to move to Namman and establish itself with a place to operate it, technicians naturally had to be provided.

The one who created the Baeknyeon Jamsagi Gijo was Mak Noya.

Therefore, it couldn’t be just any ordinary person.

Even if not at Namgung Cheon-gang’s level, it had to be a blacksmith who had definitely mastered the techniques learned from Mak Noya.

So the Namgung Family sent along someone recommended by Mak Noya from among the craftsmen who previously belonged to Cheongeumjeong.

None other than Jin Hancheol.

Namgung Cheon-gang’s first master in martial arts blacksmithing.

The second farewell could definitely be called a farewell.

It was the parting between master and disciple.

“Master…”

His first master whom he was meeting after a long time.

His still strong muscles and bronze skin showed that he remained healthy.

Mixed in with the Namman Brothers, you couldn’t tell who was from Namman.

Still, seeing him after nearly a year brought special emotions.

But who would have thought they’d have to part right after meeting like this.

He couldn’t ask him not to go.

It was an order that had already been given, and he wasn’t in a position to make such a request.

So.

“Have you been in good health all this time?”

The best he could do was exchange deep greetings at their meeting, talk about things left unsaid, and give his master a gift.

“Ho ho ho. If it isn’t our Cheongang. Yes, yes. Thanks to you, I’m very healthy.”

“What have I ever done for you…”

“Just becoming the elder’s top disciple, and hearing about what you’ve accomplished in about a year, is like a miraculous medicine to me. You’re the perfect example of a student surpassing the master, so what more could I wish for.”

“It was all possible because you were there, Master.”

Before awakening and gaining abilities.

His first master who taught him wholeheartedly when he was acting up at age 12, wanting to become a blacksmith.

The master who taught him everything he had learned from Master Mak Noya without holding anything back.

Another family member who, along with his family, helped him adapt better to his martial arts world life.

“Therefore, I will never forget, Master. Once a master, always a master. When someone asks who my masters are, I will proudly say that Master Mak Noya and Master Jin Hancheol are my masters.”

“You, boy…”

Jin Hancheol felt his nose tingle.

The disciple he was seeing after a long time was deeply moving him.

To mention him together with Master Mak Noya.

As a blacksmith, as a master, what greater joy could there be than this.

But the joy didn’t end there.

The disciple who had moved him with words handed him something.

It was a blacksmith’s hammer and a set of work clothes.

Clearly extraordinary at first glance, obviously mystical objects that anyone could see.

“…What is this?”

Jin Hancheol knew but asked anyway.

“A blacksmith hammer and work clothes made only for Master, that only Master can use. This is a gift from your inadequate disciple.”

Namgung Cheon-gang answered because he knew.

“…”

Jin Hancheol carefully grasped the hammer his disciple had given him.

Lightning flashed through his mind.

Tremors flowed through his entire body.

From the handle to the weight.

Indeed, it was truly made just for him.

It felt as familiar as if he had held it for the first time since birth, as if he had been with it his entire life.

What had looked like a mystical object was, when held, a divine object beyond mystical.

It was too much.

Excessive.

He wondered if it was right to receive such a thing.

But when his disciple had made it for his master, how could he refuse as a master.

‘I was planning to spend the rest of my life in Namman…’

Namgung planned to transmit Central Plains techniques to further solidify the blood alliance with Namman.

Jin Hancheol and other master-level and expert-level blacksmiths going along, as well as other technicians, had received this mission.

Besides creating space for the Baeknyeon Jamsagi Gijo, there was much work to be done in Namman, so even dedicating the rest of his life wouldn’t be enough.

Therefore, once he went to Namman, there would be almost no chance to return to the Central Plains, making this the last time he would see his disciple’s face.

So, I was about to keep this guy in my heart and send him off now.

My disciple gives me warmth until the very end, telling me not to forget him.

How could I not.

“…Thank you.”

How could I ever forget you.

“I will remember you. And I will proudly tell everyone. That the greatest blacksmith in the Martial Arts World is my disciple.”

“Of course you should, Master. Make sure to boast. That you had the greatest blacksmith in the Martial Arts World as your disciple.”

“Hahaha, hahahaha! Yes! I definitely will! Euhahahaha!”

The old master and disciple who met again laughed like that and kept each other in their hearts.

After that second farewell.

The final third farewell came again.

None other than the farewell with the Vice Leader of the Namgung Iron Sword Sect, Namgung Ho, his uncle, his family.

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