He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 130

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Chapter 130

Episode 130

“There will be support, Younger Brother.”

The first night of camping on the road to Galbok, where joy and sorrow coexisted.

Namgung Cheonggi lay down next to Namgung Cheon-gang, who was about to go to sleep, and spoke these words.

What did he mean by this?

“Everyone knows that Younger Brother is going to Sammi Village near Hoda Mountain in Galbok to investigate traces of the blacksmith kidnapping incident.”

Since he wasn’t going as a secret inspector like a royal investigator, those who knew, knew.

Except for the part about repairing the divine weapon.

“Of course, you won’t just discover traces, but will also carry out rescues. As a person of Namgung, you couldn’t possibly ignore those in difficulty, and if you’re the younger brother I know, you would definitely help even if they weren’t from Namgung.”

Really, our elder brother seems restless because he can’t give his younger brother wings.

I feel embarrassed for no reason, and my nose tingles, Elder Brother.

Ahem, ahem.

“Therefore, several members of the Jeonggeom Dan will provide support.”

“Ah! I heard from the Master. He said there would be several people to help me. Now I finally know that those traveling with me are elder brothers and sisters from Namgung Jeonggeom Dan, so it must be some of those people?”

“That’s right. Since we moved immediately, I couldn’t introduce them right away, but I’ll introduce them tomorrow morning. However, the Jeonggeom Dan won’t be able to send many for support.”

Five people.

That was the number of personnel the Jeonggeom Dan would provide as support.

Namgung Jeonggeom Dan had been excellently operating Cheonpung Biaoju and occasionally eliminating bandits and thieves, so their reputation was rising vertically.

As a result, their size had grown, and it had been a long time since their total members increased from 100 to 300.

Currently, about half of them were going to Galbok, and only 5 out of these would provide support?

They said with words that they cherished Namgung Cheon-gang and that he was an outstanding young man, but how trivial was the actual help they were giving.

Of course, there was a good reason for this.

“I would like to send half of them if I could, but since the Vice-Captain of the Changcheon Sword Unit said he would accompany you, we had no choice but to select only 5 people.”

“Gasp! The Changcheon Sword Unit!?”

Namgung Cheon-gang’s eyes widened as he was trying to comfort Namgung Cheonggi, saying that even 5 people was fine and not to worry about it.

The Changcheon Sword Unit.

Who were they?

They were the direct guard unit of the Namgung Family’s head.

“Are you saying that the Vice-Captain of those who are entirely composed of transcendent masters and called the invincible sword unit will support me, Elder Brother!?”

“That’s right. His known level is currently high-grade transcendent master. I heard he’ll soon enter the Transformation realm, so others weren’t really needed.”

Of course, naturally.

If it’s a high-grade transcendent master who will soon enter the Transformation realm, they would surpass most martial groups by far.

And it wasn’t just martial groups.

Wasn’t this a force that would exceed the combined power of an entire medium-sized sect?

‘I was disappointed thinking America was sending one battleship for support, but it turns out an aircraft carrier is coming!’

Ah, ah.

Please forgive me for the word “disappointment” that was about to be engraved in my heart for just a moment regarding the Master’s modest support.

The Master’s grace was this sweet!

“This too is the Master’s grace.”

Namgung Cheon-gang stood up, knelt down, clasped his hands together and raised them toward the sky, speaking with a reverent expression and voice.

“….”

Namgung Cheonggi pretended to be asleep.

The next day came and the 5 members of Namgung Jeonggeom Dan who would accompany them were introduced.

The person from the Changcheon Sword Unit was not introduced, but Namgung Cheonggi said they would introduce themselves directly later.

So until the very end, without being introduced, they parted from Namgung Jeonggeom Dan and were heading to their destination, Sammi Village near Hoda Mountain.

“It’s me.”

“Pardon?”

“It’s me~”

Namgung Jia pointed to herself with a sensual smile.

What did she mean by “me”?

“The Vice-Captain of the Changcheon Sword Unit is me.”

Oh my goodness!

“Please forgive my sin of not recognizing you!”

Namgung Cheon-gang prostrated himself to apologize for not recognizing her.

“Hehehe! You’re really interesting!”

Namgung Jia laughed, saying he was interesting.

“….”

Namgung Sohye, who was watching, shook her head back and forth.

* * *

Did the atmosphere change because the identity of the Changcheon Sword Unit was revealed?

No.

Even before departure, the atmosphere was already gentle with the joining of the second and third daughters of the Namgung Family.

If it was going to change, it would have changed from that time.

“Chirp chirp chirp!”

Therefore, Namgung Cheon-gang’s party headed toward their destination vigorously and brightly.

“Chirp chirp!”

“Oh my, how cute.”

“I heard the North Sea Hermit was cute, but Baekseol seems even cuter.”

“Ah, I feel like I’m going to melt.”

“Younger Brother, can’t you give me Baekseol?”

“No.”

“….”

With cute Baekseol in the lead, Namgung Cheon-gang, Namgung Jia, Namgung Sohye, the 5 Jeonggeom Dan members, and hidden Cheonying walked side by side.

Three days later.

They arrived at their destination, Sammi Village.

‘We finally came.’

He had to go to Galbok to repair the Namgung divine weapon.

Because the essential materials for repairing the Namgung divine weapon were at Cheongeumjeong’s Anga there.

Of course, was Namgung Cheon-gang only going to Anga?

No.

To solve Master Mak Noya’s request and mission, he also had to investigate the circumstances of the ‘blacksmith’ kidnapping incident.

Although he said he came for both purposes, since he had already taken on the task, he should do his best.

‘Let me see. Master said this was the place where the blacksmith last disappeared, right?’

The place where the blacksmith who had sent a letter asking for help had been.

Also, the place where a blacksmith had most recently disappeared.

‘Although it was revealed through Muyong that there’s a connection to Hyeorin-gak and Hoyogyo, we still don’t know how they made them disappear.’

If this was the most recent place, the traces would remain clearly.

It would be good to find those and rescue them if possible.

What should he do to confirm the traces?

He should go around the village and make inquiries.

He should do that, but….

“Why is the village atmosphere like this?”

“It’s really quite dark.”

“It’s gloomy too.”

On the way here, they had seen clear and clean mountains, streams, and vegetation like cute Baekseol.

But seeing the dark and gloomy energy felt from the village entrance, the past journey seemed like a lie.

The deeper they went into the village center, the more the dark and gloomy atmosphere intensified.

There were people.

They were walking around here and there, and doing business too.

Like an ordinary village, there were people going about their daily lives here and there.

“But everyone seems to have no energy.”

“Everyone looks like they have no motivation either.”

“Hmm.”

People were alive, but that was exactly why it felt like a ghost town.

“….”

“….”

Faces full of worry and concern, shoulders drooping without any energy, and backs bent forward.

They were alive, but it didn’t feel like they were living.

“It’s not an epidemic, is it?”

“That shouldn’t be the case, Lady Namgung Sohye. If it were an epidemic, there would have been a strong smell of burning bodies from the village entrance.”

In the martial arts world, when people die from epidemics, their corpses are taken to the village entrance and immediately cremated.

‘Since this world has weak knowledge about epidemic prevention, burning is the best measure.’

However, there was no smell of burning at the village entrance, and there was no place for burning either, so it wasn’t an epidemic.

“Then why is the village so lifeless?”

“Perhaps that person will tell us.”

Namgung Jia pointed in one direction.

The group turned their heads toward where Namgung Jia was pointing.

There, an old man was approaching while leaning on a walking stick.

Namgung Cheon-gang quickly ran toward him as he approached with a swaying body and supported him.

“Elder, are you alright?”

“…Th, thank you, young master. I am Samgo, the village chief of this Sammi Village. May I carefully ask why such distinguished people have come to our village?”

“Ah, so you’re the village chief. Of course I should tell you. I am Namgung Cheon-gang from the Namgung Family. I came here at the request of Master Mak Noya to help the blacksmith who was staying in this place.”

“Oh my! The Namgung Family! Benefactor Mak Noya! Oh dear, such discourtesy!”

Samgo was greatly surprised by the higher status than expected and tried to bow deeply, but Namgung Cheon-gang stopped him.

“Oh no, please don’t do that. It would be terrible if this young fellow received a bow from an elder.”

“How could I dare when you’re from the Namgung Family and a disciple of benefactor Mak Noya—”

“Not at all. It’s natural for a young person to respect elders, so please don’t mind it. Rather, I’m worried that excessive courtesy might harm your health, so please don’t overdo it.”

“Ah. Thank you, thank you. How kind-hearted you are.”

“More than that, Elder, if it’s not rude, may I ask you one question?”

“I’ll answer anything this old man knows.”

“Well, it’s nothing else, but I was wondering why the village is so gloomy. It doesn’t seem like there’s an epidemic, so what happened?”

“Ah, so that was it.”

Samgo paused for a moment.

“If it’s a big secret, you don’t need to mention it.”

“…No. You’ll see it anyway as you walk around, so it’s not a secret. If it’s not rude, could you follow me for a moment?”

Namgung Cheon-gang looked back at his companions.

Namgung Sohye, along with Namgung Jia, the five members of Namgung Jeonggeomdan, and Baekseol all nodded.

It meant it was okay.

“Yes, Elder. I’ll support you, so please tell me where we should go.”

“Oh, no. How could I impose on guests who came to visit the village? And I’m not without strength, so it’s fine.”

Samgo said this and stepped away from Namgung Cheon-gang’s side for a moment.

Sway.

“Oh my, Elder.”

Namgung Cheon-gang quickly ran over and supported him again.

“I’m, I’m sorry. I’m not usually like this….”

Samgo’s face turned bright red.

“What on earth happened to make you so weak?”

Namgung Sohye also quickly approached to support him and asked carefully.

“…It’s because of the blood energy.”

“Pardon?”

“Blood energy?”

An unexpected story flowed from Samgo’s mouth.

* * *

Namgung Cheon-gang carried Samgo on his back.

Then he moved to the place Samgo had guided them to.

It wasn’t very far.

A hill on the opposite side of Sammi Village’s entrance.

Even walking slowly, it was a distance that could be reached within half an hour (15 minutes).

Samgo pointed downward when they arrived there.

“We lived by farming right down there.”

“…Was that land originally suitable for farming?”

“Yes. It was possible. Originally it wasn’t like that.”

Then Samgo stretched out his hand and pointed to one place.

“The land half a day’s walk from over there was like this. Of course, that land also gradually lightened its color, but from three months ago the color began to spread thickly, and a month ago it extended its color all the way to where you can see there.”

“Such a thing….”

“However, when Master Deoksu was here, he somehow managed to block it from reaching the farmable area. But about three weeks ago, after Master Deoksu disappeared, the farmable land was gradually consumed by that color.”

“Master Deoksu, you mean?”

“The only blacksmith in this Sammi Village who disappeared three weeks ago.”

“Ah.”

“If you’re a disciple of benefactor Mak Noya, you must be connected to Master Deoksu as well. Master Deoksu was learning blacksmithing from benefactor Mak Noya and helping our village.”

“Yes, I heard about it, Elder.”

Here in Galbok, there are many blacksmiths who received education from Mak Noya.

And they were treating the contaminated land with knowledge learned from Mak Noya, land wounded by the martial arts secret history from 30 years ago that was carved into this place.

By making farming tools to cultivate and purify the land.

Namgung Cheon-gang had heard this from Hosiu.

How was it possible to treat the wounds of land created by martial arts secret history?

‘Because making farming tools with Master’s teachings has such a function.’

Hadn’t he already seen that ability with Elder Yamu of the Nanman Beast Palace?

‘In other words, this Sammi Village was also of a similar nature.’

“Moreover, after Master Deoksu disappeared, all the farming tools were broken and destroyed, making farming impossible.”

What does it mean that farming became impossible?

Not only does it threaten their livelihood.

“So the land became like this.”

It also means they can no longer treat the wounds of the land carved by martial arts secret history.

What happened as a result.

“This is the result.”

“…Yes. If only Master Deoksu were here, or at least if we had farming tools, we could have bought time while looking for Master Deoksu… but we couldn’t.”

Samgo’s voice became wet with moisture.

It was moisture filled with resentment toward themselves for being unable to do anything even when the blacksmith who helped them cultivate their land disappeared, and for not even having time to search for that blacksmith.

Carrying the tears of the old village chief full of that moisture on his back, Namgung Cheon-gang looked forward again.

Down the hill, as far as the eye could see.

He saw land that had turned red-hot.

Very faint, but such land imbued with an aura that felt sinister.

The land filled with blood energy was touching the earth veins and gnawing away at the energy of life.

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