He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 59

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Chapter 59

Episode 59

“Will you be alright, Young Master Namgung Cheon-gang?”

“Oh my, of course I’ll be fine. So please, don’t worry too much about it.”

“However…”

“When a warrior receives enlightenment, organizing that enlightenment is important, right? Then helping Samgong Nyeom is the right thing to do. So really, you don’t need to worry about it at all, Namgung Cheonggi.”

“…Thank you, Young Master Namgung Cheon-gang. You truly possess the bearing of a great hero.”

“Oh come on. I’m not quite at that level. Still, thank you for the praise. But you mustn’t forget what you promised me, right?”

“You mean the promise to wear the martial boots you’ll make, Young Master Namgung Cheon-gang?”

“Yes!”

“Of course. That’s certainly something I cannot forget. Rather, even without a promise, if they’re martial boots made by Young Master Namgung Cheon-gang, I’d want to try them no matter what. However, I had no idea you also had talent in tailoring.”

“Between blacksmith work and training in my spare time, doing this and that, it’s just a skill I happened to pick up. Hahaha…”

I don’t have such skills.

When I return to Anhui Province, I’ll learn through Gongmyeong.

Then how was I planning to make the mining boots?

I was going to repair what you already have with Seongcheol.

Same goes for the mining clothes.

“To possess such admirable blacksmith skills that I dare not evaluate, and while training your existing abilities with effort, you even dabble in other matters… truly remarkable.”

From the perspective of someone who doesn’t know about Gongmyeong, it really is remarkable.

“Seeing how you raised Namgung Naepo’s level with just one real sparring session, your martial talent is also outstanding. Looking at Young Master Namgung Cheon-gang, I feel like I’m truly understanding what the meaning of ‘all rivers flow to the sea’ is.”

And so, Namgung Cheonggi’s praise continues endlessly.

“Oh my, you’re praising me too much. At this rate, I might just float away. Still, it does feel good. Ahahaha… haha…”

Namgung Cheon-gang hid the truth and laughed awkwardly.

“However, it’s strange. You clearly have outstanding martial talent and your training level is also remarkable, yet I can’t understand why you can’t learn lightness skills.”

“…”

I’m sorry.

Even if you teach me the incantations, I can’t understand them.

Namgung Cheon-gang.

Realizes once again that he’s mediocre at martial arts.

‘I really am best off crafting and learning through Gongmyeong.’

It’s the wisest and fastest way.

I’d be a fool not to use such an ability.

‘It is strange that I somehow learned basic martial arts though. It must be because of my past life experience as an S-rank blacksmith, right?’

The experience of a past life S-rank blacksmith.

Raises martial arts basics to the level of understanding!

‘What is this, like some college entrance exam ad?’

Anyway.

That experience ends at basics.

Intermediate is impossible.

So yes, I’m mediocre at martial arts.

Blacksmith work, I can be a genius at.

‘Who can surpass awakening abilities, Gongmyeong, and past life experience?’

But I can’t exactly say “if you wear the shoes, you’ll learn everything.”

‘Those moved eyes. Now I’m afraid to see them filled with disappointment…’

So I have to let him believe as he does.

Until when?

Until the end!

What would happen if I accidentally got caught?

‘Just thinking about it is terrifying.’

Today’s events.

I’ll take them to my grave.

But I can’t just brush it off awkwardly.

“Th-that, ah, perhaps the mental shock from the Blood Cult was so strong that understanding the verses became difficult.”

“Ah. Of course! You still have trauma from that time. Damn those Blood Cult bastards!”

I survived by selling out the Blood Cult.

He understands immediately.

How well we connected.

Someone who hadn’t uttered a single curse word during the months we’d spent together actually cursed.

‘Sima Waidao is perfect to use as an excuse.’

I should use this excuse often.

“Well, regarding lightness skills, I’ll learn them again later when you make me shoes—I mean, martial boots. So for now, as I said earlier, please focus on Samgong Nyeom’s training. This is definitely for my sake too.”

“Understood. This Namgung Cheonggi has truly seen and learned much on this business trip to Dongling County. I’ve clearly realized what ‘when three people walk together, there must be a teacher among them’ means.”

“Oh really, goodness me…”

Was praise this scary?

It feels good, but the burden is a hundred times greater.

If I receive any more praise, my heart might hurt.

Let’s quickly move on to a different topic.

What would be good?

‘Ah! Right! There was that!’

A curiosity I thought of before suddenly comes to mind.

Namgung Cheon-gang immediately asked.

“Oh right. It’s a bit awkward to ask this now, but may I ask you one question?”

“You may ask me anything, Young Master Namgung Cheon-gang.”

“Um, by any chance, when the Namgung Jeonggeomdan was launched before, did you ever make and wear something like martial boots from the Baekryeon Jeonggang I made?”

Come on, no way.

Who would make shoes out of metal?

‘Even thinking about it now, it really was an absurd thought.’

But you did learn footwork through Gongmyeong, right?

There’s no other answer besides this.

I asked with uncertainty, but.

“Oh. How did you know?”

Namgung Cheonggi asks back in surprise.

Namgung Cheon-gang’s eyes widened.

“What? That, really, no, that’s actually true?”

“Yes. I requested 100 pairs of training iron boots from the former Cheongeumjeong Master Blacksmith.”

“No, why would you do such a terrible thing?”

“It’s a training method often used for footwork training. Moreover, I heard that the new Baekryeon Jeonggang made by Young Master Namgung Cheon-gang has excellent strength and is lighter than existing Baekryeon Jeonggang, so I thought it would be perfect for training iron boots, and it certainly showed great effects.”

“…”

Something I hoped would be false.

Was confirmed to be true.

Ah.

Warriors.

These people crazy about training and discipline.

“…Do you happen to still have them? I want to at least train the footwork I’ve improved in level.”

“Of course I have them. I’ll lend you mine.”

“Thank you!”

Of course, Namgung Cheon-gang is no pushover either.

And so about a week passed.

“Anhui Province is in sight!”

From Dongling County to Anhui Province.

Namgung Cheon-gang returns after two months!

* * *

Cheonpung Biaoju, affiliated with the Namgung Family.

He had scheduled a trip to Dongling County to secure Seongcheol and also obtain mining rights for the mine.

Having splendidly completed that schedule, he returned.

Now, it was customary to meet the master of the Namgung Family and report his return.

“Master! This unworthy disciple has just returned after splendidly accomplishing the mission you bestowed upon me!”

However, Namgung Cheon-gang.

Postponing his meeting with the family head.

After seeing his mother.

He immediately rushed to his master, Mak Noya.

Had the discipline of Namgung collapsed?

No.

‘When you return to Namgung, don’t bother seeing me first – go see your parents right away, then go to Mak Noya. What’s the point of seeing my face twice?’

Words that Namgung Cheon had conveyed to Namgung Cheon-gang in Dongling County.

‘When the Master himself said this, how could I not listen as a member of the Namgung Family?’

Moreover, this was the first gift the Master had given him.

If he ignored it?

That would be even more disrespectful.

Namgung Cheon-gang had listened very well to the Master’s words.

“Heh heh. Yes. Welcome back. You’ve worked hard. You’re coming after seeing your mother, I suppose?”

“Of course. ‘When going out, one must inform; when returning, one must show one’s face.’ When leaving, I must always report, and when entering, I must always show my face and report!”

“Heh heh. Yes. Well done. Whenever and wherever you go, visit the family head and your parents first. This master can come after that.”

“‘Ruler, teacher, and father are one.’ Though I could not greet you first, my heart always greets you together with them, Master!”

“You rascal. Seeing you after so long, your mouth has become even more lively. Well, I heard the story. Those beggar-like things appeared and nearly caused a big accident. So your mouth has reason to be lively.”

“I am deeply afraid of how I appear before you, Master.”

“Even if the Yangtze River overflows, your mouth would still float.”

An answer without hesitation.

His mouth was about to run wild,

“Put that mouth away. Before the hammer goes in.”

At his master’s threat, he quickly shut it.

Ah.

Our master.

Even though I haven’t seen you for nearly two months, you’re still the ultimate tsundere of the martial arts world.

Your unchanged appearance is truly endearing.

“However, I know you’re not just someone with a loose tongue. I heard that you understand chivalry and righteousness, value people highly, and saved many lives. Well done. And you worked hard.”

Mak Noya praised Namgung Cheon-gang without reservation while patting his shoulder.

On the old master’s face was joy that couldn’t hide his pride in his disciple’s chivalrous righteousness.

Namgung Cheon-gang felt his nose tingle.

It wasn’t particularly something he did seeking praise.

But still, being praised like this felt very good.

Of course, he had been receiving praise all along.

But praise from his master was, how should he put it?

The meaning was vastly different?

Now he truly felt like a dancing whale.

“Ahem, ahem. Well, I, your disciple, originally can’t stand seeing injustice… ahem, ahem.”

“Yes. Yes. That’s how a person of Namgung should be, and that’s how the sole disciple of Cheongeumjeong should be. What’s so special about handling heavenly gold? Handling the hearts of all people is also heavenly gold.”

Handling people’s hearts is also heavenly gold?

Wow.

Our master sure speaks magnificently.

As expected of a master-level blacksmith, someone called the greatest blacksmith in the martial arts world.

Every single word is a work of art.

‘I should learn from this.’

He carved it deeply into his heart.

“And I’m glad you survived.”

The master who spoke words like gold also worried about his disciple.

His eyes also became moist.

He was truly worried.

Ah.

Though he’s a tsundere, his heart is tender – my master.

“Master…”

Namgung Cheon-gang, deeply feeling his master’s heart.

A choked voice.

Eyes growing moist.

The emotion he received deepened further—

“You had to stay alive so I could beat you.”

Huh?

I think I heard something wrong.

I thought he said something about beating.

Did he just come from hammering ingots?

“You said you could learn martial arts by watching them being used, and the condition for that is loving, cherishing, and using the weapons I made? Haha. Really.”

Master’s moist gaze.

It turned murderous.

“Of all the nonsense I’ve heard in my life, that was easily in the top three. So, I’ve been jolting awake from sleep for two months. And I’ve been eagerly waiting for when that villain-like disciple who dared give his heaven-like master insomnia would come.”

“…”

“Then the Blood Cult? Those Sima Waidao bastards just had to appear in Dongling County? So what about my disciple?”

Only I can crack the head of that disciple who gave me insomnia!

What if those guys crack it?

“So I was really worried. But fortunately, you came back safely like this. Catching Blood Cult followers and displaying chivalry too.”

“…”

“Now, let’s see whether my disciple’s words were hot air or the truth. If you can’t do it, say so now.”

Master’s caring hand that had been patting his shoulder.

Gripped his shoulder tightly, preventing escape.

Like meeting a friend who had run away after co-signing a loan after several years.

Ding!

A mission window appeared at just the right time.

‘Two days left.’

The Maginot Line of life.

“Ha, haha. Of, of course. Master. Naturally, I must show you. That what I said wasn’t a lie, clearly. I’ll naturally cure your insomnia too! Haha, hahaha…”

The reunion of master and disciple achieved after two months was truly tear-jerking.

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