He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 6
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Chapter 6
Episode 6
Blood Cult.
The terror carved into that name still remained even now, 30 years after the Blood Cult’s destruction.
Still, this was the Namgung Family.
Soon suppressing their fear, they instinctively formed their battle formation.
Behind them were the goods they had to protect.
In their hearts was the name of the Namgung Family engraved.
However, even against the Blood Cult, they could not retreat.
“Kraaaah!”
Finally, several Blood Cult followers reached right before them.
A Blood Cult follower screamed and leaped up, bringing down his curved blade toward Namgung Cheonggi.
“Not a chance!”
Clang clang clang!!
Easily blocking the falling curved blade.
Slash!
He immediately unleashed the Heavenly Vault Sword Technique like lightning, cutting down the Blood Cult follower in one strike.
Two Blood Cult followers attacked simultaneously from left and right.
He blocked and cut them down.
‘This is manageable!’
Their strength was great, but enough to handle.
Clang clang clang!
Kraaaah!
The warriors who had deployed the Heavenly Vault Sword Formation were momentarily pushed back by the Blood Cult followers charging like monsters with screams, and the sword formation briefly wavered.
The first charge was evenly matched.
However, slowly.
Around the time Namgung Cheonggi felt it was ‘manageable.’
The momentum tilted toward the Namgung Family side as they recovered their sword formation.
As time passed, more Blood Cult followers fell to the ground.
“Retreat!!”
“Retreat!!”
A little over half an hour later.
For the first time, human voices were heard from the enemies.
Soon the Blood Cult followers scattered quickly like a receding tide.
While fleeing, if there were allies in the way, they would cut them down or leap over them, escaping so indiscriminately.
Yet they took their weapons with them.
The enemies disappeared in an instant.
“Don’t pursue! Immediately reorganize our formation and separate the wounded from the dead!”
Namgung Cheonggi shouted with his internal energy.
“Don’t pursue!”
“Don’t chase and preserve your strength!!”
The Vice Captain, Namgung Wu, and Namgung Kyung also ran around stabilizing the warriors.
Thanks to the three men’s efforts, the excited warriors regained their composure.
Then they helped the wounded.
There were no deaths, and no serious injuries either.
Only minor wounds from being pushed back in the first charge.
It was a great victory.
However, despite achieving a great victory, Namgung Cheonggi looked toward where the enemies had disappeared with a dark expression.
‘How has the Blood Cult, confirmed to have disappeared 30 years ago, appeared again?’
The reason was unknown.
Perhaps, he suddenly had an ominous feeling that the martial arts world might become a bit noisy.
* * *
Anhui Province of Anhui Huangshan.
The place where the Namgung Family was established.
It was also a place that boasted the finest scenery in the martial arts world.
So the number of people coming and going each year was in the hundreds of thousands.
Thus, there were countless inns for eating and sleeping.
Jingyuelou was one such inn.
Also, it was an inn that Namgung Cheon-gang frequently visited.
It had the same name as the Chinese restaurant he often ordered from in his previous life, so his feet naturally moved there…
“The egg fried rice here is killer, so I had no choice but to become a regular!”
The fluffy, well-fried rice was dressed with the savory flavor of eggs.
The saltiness became makeup, and the fire-flavored scallions became accessories draped over it.
When it proudly rode the spoon toward his mouth that had business today?
‘The tongue falls in love, the teeth send flirtatious glances, and then finding compatibility, they head toward the stomach via the throat’s path to do their thing!’
Chomp chomp!
Nom nom nom!
“Ah! This is healing!”
He wouldn’t miss a single grain of rice!
No dishwashing needed.
“One more bowl!”
Thunk!
Placing one cleanly emptied plate on the table, he ordered another bowl.
“Yes! I was already waiting for this!”
A young boy with a face full of smiles came running as if he had been waiting.
Namgung Cheon-gang looked at the boy and grinned.
“Aeso. You really know me too well!”
“Young master has come so many times, if I didn’t know, I’d have to quit being a server.”
“Perfect social skills! Here!”
Namgung Cheon-gang tossed 10 coins to server Aeso.
“Thank you, young master!”
Server Aeso caught the 10 coins flying through the air with a somersault in one go.
‘What, a server doing such a flashy somersault!?’
A martial arts world server hiding his skills!?
A web novel title that naturally came to mind.
It would probably be popular?
After enjoying Aeso’s cool somersault as eye candy, Namgung Cheon-gang deliciously ate his second egg fried rice.
Nom nom nom!
Chomp chomp!
“Gulp.”
“Just how delicious is it…”
When someone eats really deliciously, it makes the watchers salivate too.
The customers at Jingyuelou were mesmerized by Namgung Cheon-gang’s egg fried rice eating show.
“He’s eating with such genuine enjoyment.”
“O-owner! I’ll also order what that young man is eating!”
“Me too!”
“Give me two bowls!”
Soon everyone was ordering egg fried rice as if enchanted.
“Amazing!”
“So this is the taste!”
“This place was a fried rice restaurant!”
Munch munch.
Namgung Cheon-gang, who had already emptied even the refilled fried rice, picked his teeth with a handmade toothpick while surveying the interior of the establishment.
Exclamations of delight erupting here and there brought a satisfied expression to his face.
“As expected, there’s no food connoisseur like me.”
There’s nothing better than having others acknowledge my restaurant recommendations.
It’s like the feeling when warriors use weapons I’ve made and give me a thumbs up.
Since we’re at it, should I also recommend a nearby cafe?
And recommend coffee too.
What I mean is recommending tea from a nearby tea house.
‘Yeah, let’s do that. While we’re healing, it’d be nice if everyone heals together.’
Isn’t it good when everyone lives well together?
Was it the moment I thought that?
Crash bang clatter!
Kyaaaah!
The sound of something breaking came along with screams.
“Huh? What? Did a fight break out?”
As expected of the Martial Arts World!
Rather than everyone living well together, there are plenty of people who beat each other up!
“It’s still far from my birthday, but awesome!”
Watching a fight after a healing food show.
I can’t resist this!
Namgung Cheon-gang laughed excitedly like someone who received an early birthday present and jumped up, rushing out of Jingyuelou.
* * *
The door of ‘Cheongjeongru’, an inn right in front of Jingyuelou, was completely destroyed.
People were fleeing in terror from behind it.
“Aaaaah!”
“Someone save us!”
About one jang away from the broken door.
Someone covered entirely in stealth clothing had collapsed.
Covered in blood.
A scene that clearly showed a battle between warriors had taken place.
“Are you alive?”
A young man with refreshing features crouched in front of the collapsed person in stealth clothing and poked them with a tree branch.
It was Namgung Cheon-gang, who had rushed out of Jingyuelou to watch the fight.
Upon hearing the ‘crash’ of the door breaking and screams, he instinctively knew a fight had broken out, and immediately upon leaving Jingyuelou to watch, he encountered this unconscious person.
He picked up a tree branch, ran over, and checked if they were alive or dead – they were twitching.
“As long as you’re alive, that’s good. Now, if you have anything valuable, let’s share.”
Rummage rummage.
Namgung Cheon-gang looted a money pouch.
With such low wages, he needed these small earnings.
Should I call it ‘small but certain income’?
Looking at someone wearing stealth clothing in broad daylight, they’re probably not a good person anyway.
Well, no one would complain about emptying their pockets.
“Let’s see. No fatal wounds, and the vital points were properly targeted to prevent immediate movement. Wow, this is the work of someone skilled with a blade.”
He made that assessment looking at the torn stealth clothing and the wounds revealed beneath.
Though he didn’t live as a warrior, he had attended the Namgung Family’s Martial Arts Academy.
Plus, with his previous life’s experience as an S-rank Hunter, deducing the situation from just wounds was as easy as lying down and eating sweets.
Thud, crash bang!
Even while making his assessment, fighting sounds continued to flow melodiously from the inn.
“Ugh. The dust from the fight is flying all the way here.”
Namgung Cheon-gang brushed the dust off his pants and stood up to look at Cheongjeongru.
“How long has it been since such blade fighting happened in our front yard?”
Actually, thinking about it, has it ever happened?
This is Anhui Province of Huangshan where the Namgung Family resides.
Gourmet Street within it.
So there are many inns directly operated by the Namgung Family nearby.
This is a place where even Heterodox Faction warriors belonging to the Black Demon League bow their heads and pretend not to exist, yet blade fighting?
Thinking about it, it’s impossible.
Moreover, that place where the door is broken and crash, thud sounds keep coming.
Isn’t that one of the inns directly operated by our Namgung Family?
“Was life that hard? What a novel way to die.”
Soon the Namgung Family’s Martial Force Unit will come and arrest them all.
“Before that happens, let me see what kind of crazy bastards caused blade fighting in this place.”
Once arrested, they’ll be locked in the Namgung Family’s prison and hard to see.
If I want to check the faces of these people whose lives are miserable, it’s now or never.
Namgung Cheon-gang crept closer and peeked his head through the broken door.
Clang clang clang clang!
The metallic sounds of swords clashing with swords and various hidden weapons.
Sparks flying as metal struck metal.
Brilliant fireworks were exploding inside the completely ruined inn.
‘Let’s see…’
Twelve masked figures wielding daggers and throwing hidden weapons.
‘Assassins.’
In the Martial Arts World, wearing masks and attacking people while throwing hidden weapons?
Nine times out of ten, assassins.
As expected, they’re bad guys.
‘The one woman and two men being attacked by the assassins clearly seem to be from our Orthodox Faction.’
The woman had an obviously virtuous appearance.
At first glance, she gave off a strong Orthodox Faction feeling.
‘Even aside from her face, looking at the swordsmanship she’s displaying – upright and balanced – she’s definitely Orthodox Faction.’
Now. Let me organize this.
So, assassins attacked a group of three Orthodox Faction men and women in broad daylight, right?
Including the collapsed one, there are thirteen black-clad assassins in total.
‘Wow…’
This is outrageous, absolutely outrageous.
It’s already amazing that blade fighting broke out in the Namgung Family’s front yard, but the ones who started it are assassins.
Isn’t this like giving the middle finger in front of a judge asking to be arrested?
‘Were the men getting rowdy, then saw men and women together and got jealous? What were they thinking, going crazy and rampaging here? Tsk tsk. Please live with your wits about you in the next life.’
Namgung Cheon-gang prayed for the souls of the pitiful assassins who would soon suffer various tortures in the Namgung Family’s prison and be forced to confess to crimes they didn’t commit.
But for now, they haven’t been caught yet, so the assassins are rampaging excitedly.
The martial arts of the three men and women weren’t bad, but they were outnumbered.
With such numerical disadvantage, they could just run away, but the pride of Orthodox Faction warriors wouldn’t allow that.
Of course, aside from pride, there was a reason they weren’t fleeing.
Behind the woman and two men fighting the assassins, there were still people in the inn who couldn’t escape.
‘I thought the face looked familiar, and it’s the innkeeper of Cheongjeongru.’
I could also see the face of Uso, the servant of Cheongjeongru.
There were also some customers.
All huddled together in a corner, trembling like rain-soaked puppies and kittens – it was pitiful.
‘They’ve set up tables as a barricade, but a few sword strikes from warriors would slice right through it, so it’s practically useless.’
Moreover, whenever there’s an opening, they throw hidden weapons at the hostages.
Since the Orthodox Faction warriors are blocking those, they’re at a disadvantage regardless of the numerical difference.
Oh my.
The Jeongpa Warrior Girl gets wounded.
“Kuk!”
‘Ugh. Those despicable bastards!’
Assassins indeed!
The ultimate kings of despicability!
‘And yet they managed to take down one of them in the midst of all this?’
Thinking about it this way, the martial arts of those three men and women from the Orthodox Faction seem quite exceptional.
‘Or perhaps…’
The girl’s martial arts are the most outstanding.
Among the three, her movements and swordsmanship were clearly superior at first glance.
The problem is that the situation isn’t unfolding according to her will.
Whether they know this.
Or whether they deliberately led it this way.
The eyes of those assassin bastards who maintain quiet silence while displaying their martial arts are curved in smiles.
As if asking, what can you possibly do about it?
Wow.
Look at that expression.
It’s infuriating.
‘If I’m feeling this way, how must that girl feel? As someone from the Namgung Family, she shouldn’t ignore such despicable bastards, but—’
Namgung Cheon-gang is a blacksmith.
If he charges in bravely, he’ll likely end up trembling together with the Cheongjeongru Innkeeper!
Cheongjeongru Innkeeper: (With a rescued expression) Ah! You came to save us!
Namgung Cheon-gang: (Smiling brightly) No, I got captured too.
But how can he ignore those assassins making such despicable smiling eyes!
‘A frontal assault would be difficult, but—’
A blacksmith has a blacksmith’s way of fighting.
Plus, he has the combat experience of an S-rank Hunter who went through countless dungeons in his previous life.
‘Though I don’t have the power I accumulated back then, with the martial arts I’ve learned and the increased internal energy, I should be able to somehow handle at least one guy.’
He quietly held his breath, turning his head left and right to pick out a suitable target.
The one intensively fighting the woman caught his eye the most.
‘The bastard with the most despicable smiling eyes!’
He decided to target that guy.
Holding his breath while concentrating.
A moment of time passed.
He caught sight of the guy’s small sword falling toward the woman with focused intent.
As the despicable smile grew thicker, a very small opening appeared.
It seems his guard dropped, thinking this would finish it.
For Namgung Cheon-gang, this was the perfect opportunity.
‘Now!’
Namgung Cheon-gang’s eyes flashed as he pulled out a nail he had been keeping in his chest and threw it with internal energy.
Swooooosh!
The nail flying through the air, cutting through the wind!
Huh?
An unexpected correction!?
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