He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 148

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Chapter 148

Episode 148

Our allies have arrived.

‘My brothers and sisters are here, you bastards!’

I feel relieved.

I turned around in joy.

Namgung Sohye and Namgung Cheonggi.

Five brothers and sisters from the Namgung Jeonggeom Dan.

Our eyes met.

I was smiling with joy.

“Master Namgung Cheon-gang!!!”

Namgung Sohye screamed as if shrieking.

Why.

At the same time as my confusion.

Left side, my ribs.

A terribly strong force pierced through my body.

Master—

Hosiu moves across in front at lightning speed, extending his hand.

Time seems to have stopped.

No, is it going slowly?

The blade.

Piercing through Hosiu’s outstretched hand.

It looks like it will pierce my flesh.

Very slowly.

Is this a life flashing before my eyes?

Damn, am I dying like this?

I was on guard with my insight ability.

It must have appeared from a blind spot.

Puuuuung!

Finally, it seems to have pierced the flesh.

Ah.

Namgung Cheon-gang.

19 years of life.

Pierced in the ribs, ending my martial arts life.

But…

‘Why doesn’t it hurt?’

Is it because I was stabbed properly?

So I died instantly?

And does flesh being pierced originally sound like that?

‘Isn’t it supposed to be puuuk?’

Puuung, really.

What kind of sound is that, like a blade entering elastic rubber.

Since I’m dying anyway, let me at least check what happened.

With that thought, I looked to the side.

I saw Baekseol.

Above Hosiu’s hand, spreading her wings to block.

The center of those wings is bulging out.

That must be it.

The cause of the puung sound.

“…”

“…”

Me, Hosiu, the unknown assailant who appeared from the blind spot of my insight, and Baekseol.

Looking at the dagger blocked by the black wings.

We all just blinked our eyes.

We were probably all confused.

Not expecting it to be blocked like this.

The first to come to his senses was me.

“You scared the hell out of me, you bastard!”

Crack!!

The Cheonryeo Paseong Soo came down on the unknown enemy’s forehead.

* * *

Relief at being alive.

Fear of nearly dying.

And, the enemy.

“You scared the hell out of me, you bastard!”

Namgung Cheon-gang swung the Cheonryeo Paseong Soo with a curse.

“Hiiiik!”

Hosiu, feeling the power of the massive weapon bearing down, grabs Baekseol and leaps upward.

The massive weapon that had aimed for the enemy’s forehead hit its target.

Kwajuk.

The enemy who seemed to have appeared by piercing space flies sideways like a stone hit by a club.

The forehead is intact.

A person remained unharmed even after being hit by a massive weapon.

The overlapped arms holding the dagger tell the story.

That the defense was successful.

Of course, where he landed wasn’t safe.

The Namgung Warriors fly over like arrows and thrust down their swords.

An attack without hesitation, thinking of him as an enemy.

Kwajuk.

This time too, the enemy was unharmed.

The Namgung martial arts only dug up innocent ground.

Like the flying dirt and stones, the enemy was suddenly in the sky above.

His blood-red eyes flash.

Arms covering his mouth and extending to both sides of his head.

The blood-red gaze creates afterimages.

He falls to the ground.

At the same time, he swings his crossed arms.

Red sword energy heads toward the Namgung Warriors who are just now withdrawing their weapons.

Namgung was slow.

The enemy was fast.

To the extent that the difference in skill level was clearly felt.

Swish!

At least, there’s someone from Namgung who reacts.

Namgung Jia.

Vice-leader of the Cheoncheon Sword Division.

A supreme master.

Her sword heads toward the red sword energy that reached just short of the Namgung Warriors’ heads.

Changung Muae Sword Technique.

A technique containing the power of speed, strength, and weight.

It became blue sword energy and clashed with the red sword energy.

Kwaaang!!

An explosion of flames and smoke mixed with red and blue.

The Namgung warriors are blown away by the collision of forces that erupted at close range.

Piercing through the smoke, Namgung Jia swings her sword again toward the falling enemy.

The Changung Muae Sword Technique containing the power of pleasure and strength.

Blue lightning surging up from the ground.

The enemy falling from the air turns his body.

He compresses red energy into the short sword in his right hand to block the tip of the lightning.

After blocking the path of lightning and deflecting it.

Following the path that surged upward, he aims for Namgung Jia’s head with the short sword in his left hand.

The ascending lightning bends to the side.

At the same time, Namgung Jia’s body spins once.

Drawing a blue crescent moon, Namgung Jia’s leg blocks the consecutive attacks of the twin short swords.

Kaang!!!

Red and blue smoke appears once more, devouring the sky.

The side of that smoke is pierced as the enemy lightly lands on the ground.

As the smoke disperses, Namgung Jia lands lightly where she had leaped up.

Namgung Jia, having landed on the ground, points her sword forward.

Drip.

A trickle of blood flows from her mouth.

Though she appears fine on the outside.

There are internal injuries from forcibly twisting the path of techniques containing strong energy.

There are also internal injuries from defending against the enemy’s attacks.

The fact that she suffered internal injuries despite merely defending.

Means the enemy’s level is one step above Namgung Jia’s.

As if to prove this.

The enemy was unharmed.

A contrast to Namgung Jia with blood lingering at the corner of her mouth.

Knowing this.

The enemy curved the eyes that were the only thing visible in his blood-red stealth outfit.

A sneer born from knowing that his opponent is not very threatening to him.

Namgung Jia calmly accepts that sneer.

Simply as a member of Namgung, to do what she must do.

She raises the power of the Cheonloe Jaewang Singong she has learned.

Tseuk.

Lightning fire erupts.

Her legs, stopped and stuck like an old tree, move one inch forward.

As if drawn, when she extends forward.

The enemy was half a step in front of the sword Namgung Jia had extended.

A speed difficult for even her eyes to follow.

Like drawing a bow, she pulls her sword back, then forward again.

She thrusts.

In front of the sword that reached half a step ahead.

To block the enemy thrusting down with the sword in his left hand.

All of this happened in an instant.

It occurred in the blink of an eye.

Kwaaang!

The appearance of another ally was also instantaneous.

“Is it because you’re a rat that finally showed itself?”

Between the ongoing clash of sword and short sword.

A silver-tinted sword is inserted.

A sword that entered naturally as if it had been there from the beginning, melting in seamlessly.

The owner of the hand gently gripping the sword hilt was a man wearing spotless white martial robes.

A face with dignity, nobility, and gentleness.

Strong eyes overflowing with power and vitality.

The head of the Muyong Family.

One of the Ten Martial Arts Sages.

“Your actions are quite disgusting to watch.”

Muyong Wu.

His sword.

“Disgusting rats must be caught.”

Like water, gently pushes away the enemy’s sword.

Like a meteor, it swings toward the enemy’s neck.

Swoosh!

* * *

“…”

“Oh my? Not even a word of greeting to a friend you haven’t seen in a long time.”

“You and I are not hap—”

“I guess it’s because we’re not the type to exchange happy greetings.”

“Even knowing that, you—”

“Even knowing that, I wonder why I greeted you happily~ Because I wanted to tease you?”

Hoyeol smiled seductively.

The brow of the man with snow-white hair furrowed.

The nine cores forming the Gumihyeonhokjin were broken.

Both inside and outside.

Due to this, the real entrance to Hyeolyogyo that had been hidden was revealed.

The warriors of Namgung and Muyong came rushing in.

It was the path leading ‘to the surface’ from the shrine where rituals were held to resolve matters.

On that ascending path, the sound of footsteps coming down could be heard.

The person they encountered was a beauty overflowing with sensual charm.

Hoyeol.

An unwelcome guest for the man.

“You always—”

“Were like that? You were going to say that, right?”

“…”

Damn bitch.

Always like that.

She says first what he wants to say.

Moreover, she does first what he wants to do.

Always one step ahead, always going further.

As if trying to steal what’s his.

That bitch did just that.

“Hmm. Didn’t I tell you? You show everything on your face.”

And then she says it’s because of him.

“So I can figure it out too easily.”

And then she says it’s not her fault.

“Still, I thought you at least acted like a human being.”

And now, she doesn’t even treat him like a human.

Hahaha.

“Fucking bitch.”

“I’m the one who wants to curse.”

“You pathetic bastard who believes in that measly power just because you received some love from Master.”

“I never believed in it. You’re just blinded by jealousy.”

“If I had gotten the power that went to you, I could have become much stronger!”

“How foolish. Master gave the same power to both you and me. I just made the power I received completely my own.”

“Don’t make me laugh! Did you think I’d fall for that! You seduced Master with that body of yours, so you received stronger power than me! That should be mine!”

The man charged at Hoyeol.

Bursting with red energy.

Becoming a fox with three tails.

Hoyeol’s eyes sharpened vertically.

Who that man was.

There was no need to reveal it.

What had happened between them.

There was no need to think about it either.

It was common anyway.

A ‘master’ had two disciples.

One of them was jealous of the other’s talent.

Envied, hated, and wanted to possess it.

‘Isn’t it a common story.’

And falling into corruption through Sima Waidao was also.

‘Really.’

A common story.

Crash!

His face was caught in the man’s hand.

He was slammed into the wall.

The grip of the hand clutching his face grew stronger.

It was full of killing intent to crush him.

But it wasn’t enough.

“Because it’s such a common story.”

Click.

To crush himself.

Hoyeol grabbed the wrist of the man clutching his face with one hand.

Crack.

“It’s really embarrassing to reveal to others.”

The man’s wrist bone broke.

“Gah—”

Before a scream filled with pain could burst from the man.

Hoyeol’s other hand, not holding the man’s wrist, grabbed his face.

Grabbed.

And lifted.

The man’s body being lifted from the ground.

With his face still caught in the man’s hand.

Hoyeol pulled his body out from the wall he was embedded in.

Slowly.

“In childhood, falling into Sima Waidao and leaving scars on the chest of the beloved master.”

Step by step.

“Appearing again, pretending to seek forgiveness. Buying the master’s heart. And ultimately, betraying the master once more.”

While lifting the man.

“It’s really embarrassing to reveal the story of fellow disciples—”

And then.

Crunch.

He applied force and crushed the face.

Blood dripped from the hand holding the face.

Brain matter flowed out.

Pieces of flesh that formed the face fell.

Slowly.

The hand that had been clutching Hoyeol’s face dropped with a thud.

And Hoyeol.

“I said it’s embarrassing.”

With calm, emotionless eyes.

Looked at the ‘corpse’ lump held in his hand.

Crunch.

Another crushing sound.

Red energy bursting from the dead man’s body.

Even until then.

Hoyeol stood there with emotionless eyes.

Like that, until the red energy devoured the space where Hoyeol stood.

Crash!!

* * *

There had been a near-death experience.

But a tremendous ally appeared and subdued the powerful enemy.

During that time, Namgung Cheon-gang hadn’t just watched in a daze.

The warriors of the Namgung Family were the same.

While the powerful ally dealt with the powerful enemy, they cleaned up the remaining enemies.

Namgung Cheon-gang ran to the blacksmith’s forge.

Because he was worried about the blacksmiths.

Fortunately, everyone was safe.

They had blocked the entrance to the forge with various weapons and objects and were holding out.

The hidden enemies and watchers had all been dealt with by Cheonying.

The Blood God Stone, the boxes full of Blood Demon Stones, and the Soul-Binding Confusion Chains were all destroyed.

“Phew…”

What a relief.

Only then did Namgung Cheon-gang let out a sigh of relief.

“Squeak.”

Baekseol beside him also sighed deeply.

“Somehow it got resolved, Master. Haha.”

Hosiu, who had run to the forge together.

Perhaps exhausted.

He sat down and let out a tired laugh.

“That’s right. Really, somehow it worked out.”

He answered like that.

But his voice wasn’t particularly refreshed.

How could Hosiu not notice.

“It seems like you’re feeling somewhat unsatisfied, Master.”

“I can’t say that’s not true.”

It felt like just yesterday that he was running around trying to rescue the kidnapped blacksmiths.

To think they’d come into the heart of enemy territory and wrapped things up in just two days.

It was refreshing yet somehow unsettling.

Moreover, he’d nearly died, but that too was resolved cleanly.

By similar, or even stronger allies appearing.

“So, I’m wondering if this should really be resolved this easily. It feels like there’s still one big thing left.”

“Now that you mention it, it does feel unsettling. But still, what’s good is good, right? If we think positively, it’s actually fortunate that it was resolved this easily.”

“That’s true, but still, something feels… how should I put it, like a romance novel author who thinks this story arc is getting too long so they’re rushing to wrap things up?”

“…It does feel rather hastily done.”

“Right? Well, if it’s a comedy genre, it can’t be helped, but even that genre usually has one big finale at the end, you know? And that would be—”

KWAAAAANG!

A tremendous explosion shook heaven and earth.

Sky and ground trembled.

All the water in the pond shot up.

What appeared behind the fountain of water that soared up drawing a rainbow was a massive blood-red fox.

And one severely wounded woman.

-KUOOOOOOO!!

The massive blood-red fox howled.

Namgung Cheon-gang rushed over and barely caught the wounded woman in his arms.

Hosiu, who had run over with him, looked at the giant fox and continued what Namgung Cheon-gang was about to say.

“—this kind of crazy shit, Master…?”

“…Yes.”

“I want to grab you by the collar and beat you up.”

“I agree.”

Namgung Cheon-gang and Hosiu’s friendship deepened.

Whether their friendship deepened or not.

For now, they had to dodge.

The giant fox’s front paw was falling toward Namgung Cheon-gang.

“Dodge—”

Just as he was about to shout at Hosiu to dodge.

Kek!

Namgung Cheon-gang felt a choking pain in his chest.

Pain caused by his internal energy being rapidly depleted.

He wondered what was happening.

“PIIIIIIIK!!”

Another tremendous roar was heard.

And what that was.

“Ah.”

It was Baekseol.

Growing rapidly.

Baekseol had become the same size as the giant fox.

She blocked the falling fox paw with her right wing.

Then swung her left wing.

PEOOOOOOOK!!

The giant fox’s head snapped to the side as if broken, and it toppled over sideways.

KUUUUUNG!!

“PIIIIIIIK!”

Baekseol let out a victorious roar.

“Wow.”

That was a perfect left straight, Baekseol-a.

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