He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 96

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Chapter 96

Episode 96

“Br, brothers!! The formation, activate the formation! Aaahhh! Gyarong is going to die!!!”

Gyarong burst out from the wooden forest covering the area filled with blood soil, his face pale as he urgently shouted.

Behind him, Namgung Cheon-gang appeared, cutting through the trees.

Wielding the Thunder Breaking Star Hammer.

“Don’t come! Don’t come! Aaahhh! Don’t burrow into my ears!”

Thud thud thud thud!

With just one swing, dozens of giant Namman Gwadaemun burst and exploded.

Sticky green bodily fluid spread in all directions.

“Euhieek!”

Namgung Cheon-gang let out a strange cry as he excessively deployed the Drunken Eight Immortals Steps.

Dazzling footwork, dazzling body movements.

His mollusk-like movements avoided all the bursting green bodily fluid.

Meanwhile.

With a ‘thud’, a sound that shook the earth echoed throughout.

The forest momentarily trembled, and mist arose.

The formation had been activated.

The buzzing, buzzing sounds that had been audible disappeared.

Only then did Namgung Cheon-gang sit down on the ground and breathe heavily.

“Huff, huff!”

I, I survived.

(×): Squeak, squeak.

Baekseol was also breathing heavily.

It seemed she had tensed up trying not to fall off his neck.

“Are you alright, Younger Brother!?”

Gyarong hurriedly approached and checked on Namgung Cheon-gang’s well-being.

“Yes, yes, I’m fine. Phew… My heart was pounding so much. The fear and irritation of giant mosquitoes trying to burrow into my ears in summer suddenly came rushing back, and I panicked, Brother.”

“…I, Gyarong, sometimes don’t understand Younger Brother’s words, just like your strange actions.”

“I’m just saying it’s fortunate we survived the attack of the Namman Gwadaemun. Ugh.”

Namgung Cheon-gang grasped Gyarong’s outstretched hand asking about his well-being and stood up, then looked back at the place he had escaped from.

‘I really almost died.’

An attack by 2,000 Namman Gwadaemun.

Hearing the sound of flapping wings and seeing long snouts poking into the side of his face made his heart drop.

‘I’d rather face the Blood Cult!’

Ugh, I don’t want to see that again.

‘By the way, so this is a formation.’

Thick mist had spread throughout the entire forest, and the entrance he had escaped from disappeared in an instant.

This was my first time seeing one.

The previous life of the Cheongeumjeong blacksmith had been one of peace and tranquility, living in contentment.

Living peacefully in that tranquility, only striking ingots with a hammer, when would there have been an occasion to see a formation being activated?

Though I had heard about them.

‘Still, thanks to my previous life, I do know what this formation thing is…’

A place that artificially creates a maze to trap people.

That’s the common knowledge about formations.

‘…Come to think of it, gates could also be considered a type of formation, couldn’t they?’

Whether mazes or gates.

This too follows the same principle, so it can’t be denied.

‘Anyway, this is amazing. Covering this entire huge forest so that 2,000 Namman Gwadaemun can’t escape.’

At a glance, it looked like a village that could house thousands of people.

The technology of Namman that turned the entire forest into a formation.

This is no joke!

“Phew, what a relief. We survived thanks to the formation created by Younger Brother’s master, the venerable Mak Noya.”

Gyarong’s words as he caught his breath.

Huh? Not Namman’s technology but our Master’s power?

When I roughly asked about it, Gyarong nodded.

“That’s right. Originally, there was no such forest here. I, Gyarong, heard from Suwang. He planted giant trees with formation incantations carved into the Four Gates and created this using the surrounding terrain.”

“Wow…”

Our Master.

You’re like an onion.

No matter how much I peel, how much I peel, things just keep coming out.

‘Master is truly the peace dove of the martial arts world, a UNICEF!’

Really, it’s daunting to follow as the next-generation successor of Cheongeumjeong, Master.

“Thinking about it again, Younger Brother’s master is truly remarkable.”

“I think so too. But this will be okay, right?”

“Hmm.”

Brother Gyarong is full of worry.

It seems he doesn’t know whether it’s okay or not okay.

Well, with 2,000 Namman Gwadaemun, it would be strange to think the formation is completely fine.

‘Honestly, if anyone saw a swarm of kitten-sized mosquitoes, they’d think the same as me.’

It wouldn’t be strange if it caused a gate break, right?

Then, what should I do?

As a younger brother, as Master’s sole disciple, as the successor of the Cheongeumjeong sect, I should ease that worry.

“Don’t worry, Brother. I’m here, aren’t I?”

“Younger Brother? How?”

“If our Master created this formation thinking of this day, as his disciple, I can’t just stand by and watch! I must catch all the Namman Gwadaemun.”

“Oh. As expected, Younger Brother is loyal! But how? Should we go in and catch them one by one, this Gyarong and you?”

“Oh my. If we get bitten doing that, it would be terrible. Actually, there’s a better method than beating them to death.”

“Huh?”

“First, I’m curious – how have you been catching those Namman Gwadaemun so far?”

Did you pour water on them?

“No, we didn’t catch them.”

Gyarong shook his head back and forth.

What did you say!?

You’ve been living without catching those giant mosquitoes!?

‘Wow… Living under the same roof with those giant mosquitoes that fly around making drone sounds…’

I thought our Namman Brothers had great guts, but this is beyond what I could even dare to follow.

How did you endure living with that drone sound?

“Namman Gwadaemun play an important role in Namman. So there’s no reason to catch them carelessly.”

“An important role??”

I wondered what he meant, but listening to his following words, I understood completely.

“The Namman Gwadaemun that consume fruit pulp carry the pollen of those fruit flowers throughout all of Namman. Also, originally they rarely show aggression.”

“They seemed fierce though, Brother?”

“Except during spawning season, they’re not very dangerous. It’s probably because of the blood soil.”

“Because of the blood soil?”

“Do you remember what Gyarong said about how originally the reservoir and land were together, Younger Brother?”

“I remember.”

“Until now, the Southern Barbarian Beast Palace purified the blood soil with the water from the reservoir where Namman Gwadaemun larvae grow and the venerable Mak Noya’s farming tools.”

The reason for this was that the water where these Namman Gwadaemun larvae grew was quite clean purification water.

“So the larvae of Namman Gwadaemun are called Purification Larvae. There have been several times when the dam broke and covered the reservoir. But nothing like this ever happened.”

Well, it’s been 30 years since the Blood Cult attacked the entire Martial Arts World and disappeared, hasn’t it?

During all those years, it’s not like the blood soil covering the reservoir has never happened before.

Something like today could definitely occur.

‘But looking at Brother Gyarong’s behavior, it seems like an attack from Namman Gwadaemun grown this large is a first.’

In other words.

“The evil energy contained in this blood soil, the blood qi, has become stronger than before. That’s why Brother Yahwel said there was a problem with the land.”

“Exactly, Younger Brother. Your eyes are indeed sharp. The purification water from the purification larvae can also be used as drinking water. It eats all the harmful insects in the water. Nature’s guardian, nature’s farmer.”

“Purifying blood soil, helping create drinking water, and the role of moving flower seeds for pollination… This alone shows how incredibly important they are.”

“Exactly. That’s why Namman Gwadaemun is also called Mun Milbong (Mosquito-Honeybees).”

“They just don’t have beehives…”

“They do.”

“They do!?”

When spawning, they build honey nests underwater.

Hence, they’re called Suhamilgo (Underwater Honey Hive).

A name given for honey nests under the water.

“Because they’re densely packed to prevent scattering, it’s very concentrated honey. The larvae that are born get their nutrition from this and can later become tyrants of the underwater world.”

“My goodness…”

Such magnificent mosquitoes.

No wonder.

I said they looked plump for mosquitoes.

That wasn’t a body fattened from eating lots of fruit juices…

‘Come to think of it, they’re cute like honeybees…’

…Actually, no.

Plump mosquitoes the size of kittens would be terrifying to see in dreams no matter how I think about it.

‘Right, originally they were supposed to be the size of wasps, not kittens.’

Still terrible, but better than kitten-sized.

“Our Deer Tribe belonging to Nanman Beast Palace separately raises these through Munyang (Mosquito Raising). They’re extremely excellent for cultivating Agamcho.”

“They must like Agamcho.”

“It’s their favorite flower. Best for cultivation.”

Whether they look disgusting or not, anyway.

Namman Gwadaemun, the Mun Milbong, were definitely important beings in Nanman Beast Palace.

To think such beings have now been corrupted by blood soil and become harmful insects attacking people…

“It must be heartbreaking.”

“Right. My heart is torn. However, thinking of Nanman Beast Palace, the current Namman Gwadaemun must be dealt with. When we catch them, we do it thoroughly.”

Well, if he hesitated when catching them, he would have stopped me when I was beating them down too.

He clearly separates public and private matters.

“That’s right. Still, it’s fortunate that there’s only one place raising them here. If there were multiple places, oh my…”

“What are you talking about? Why would there be only one place raising them?”

Gyarong makes an expression asking what I’m talking about.

“Huh? Then there are more?”

“Right. Besides here, there are nine more places. Of course, this is the largest place.”

“N-no, wait, you mean there are more places with such blood soil besides here!?”

“Of course. What do you take Nanman Beast Palace territory for! It’s huge! There are many places that became blood soil! Also, if there was only one purification water source, the people of Nanman Beast Palace would be thirsty!”

Oh, my goodness.

Then those monster-like mosquitoes are bursting out from all directions!?

But why is this brother just feeling troubled about this?

He should immediately rush to the palace and alert them about the monster mosquito attack!

Ring bells, gather the warrior brothers, and warn every house to block their windows and gates!

“It’s fine. If the formation activated, the other places activated together too. I heard so from Suwang.”

“Ah.”

There was a reason for everything.

They blocked the attack of the enraged Mun Milbong.

“The problem is what comes after. If all the Mun Milbong reservoirs existing in places with blood soil are contaminated… this year’s Agamcho farming is ruined. Furthermore, many of Namman’s flowers will die, and drinking water will be insufficient too.”p>

Deep worry appeared on Gyarong’s face again.

‘Oh, our brother.’

I want to pat him comfortingly.

If we don’t catch them, the people of Nanman Beast Palace are in danger.

If we do catch them, this year’s farming and water supply procurement are completely ruined.

Moreover, is this just for this year?

If we don’t resolve the blood soil with strengthened blood qi, it’s a problem every year.

‘There’s a saying that if bees go extinct, humans go extinct too, right? Mun Milbong would probably be similar…’

Well, if they did beekeeping instead of Mun Milbong, it would be resolved.

But the time consumed for beekeeping to establish itself isn’t short either.

‘Besides, it’s not a business for honey or pollinating flower seeds, right? Just purifying blood soil and using it for drinking water is important.’

This can’t be done with beekeeping.

Therefore, as the saying goes, we really shouldn’t just catch them…

‘If possible, curing the Mun Milbong poisoned by blood qi would be best.’

Is it possible?

Namgung Cheon-gang looked at Baekseol.

Seeing Baekseol sitting on his neck, panting to catch her breath, he chuckled.

It seems possible.

As a blacksmith who even cured divine insects, what couldn’t be done?

“Brother Gyarong.”

“Mm?”

“Rather than catching those Namman Gwadaemun contaminated by blood soil, treating them would be better, right?”

“Right. Treating them is better than catching them. But it can’t be done. As Younger Brother said, we’ll have to catch them for now.”

“Well, it’s the best method, but if we need to treat them, treatment would be better. Please introduce me to a blacksmith’s forge. This younger brother will handle it in one go.”

“Younger Brother will?”

“Yes.”

“Treatment is possible?”

“Making tools that make the impossible possible. That’s me, disciple of Master Mak Noya and blacksmith of Cheongeumjeong, Brother Gyarong. Please trust me.”

The absurd blacksmith who creates items with ease and treats divine insects with a hammer.

Gyarong too had seen and experienced that with his own eyes and body.

Then?

“If it’s Younger Brother, I can definitely trust you!”

“Right? So please guide me to the blacksmith’s forge first. I’ll finish it in one go.”

I didn’t know I’d be treating insects rather than recovering intelligence first.

Well, whatever.

Since I came to Nanman Beast Palace, it would be good to score big points with the Namman brothers and sisters.

‘But why is the Blood Cult causing such chaos everywhere I go?’

What is this, did I unconsciously awaken detective boy manga protagonist abilities while awakening my past life abilities?

The kind where incidents happen everywhere I go…

I hope it’s not puzzles.

That’s exactly what I hate.

‘But isn’t a mission appearing?’

When it’s Blood Cult related, special missions used to appear.

Today it’s quite quiet?

Ding!

A message window appears as if it was waiting.

‘Well, there’s a bit of delay, isn’t there?’

It seems the transmission power is weak since it’s the Namman jungle.

Anyway, as long as the mission came through, that’s what matters.

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