The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 46

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 46

 

 

 

When he touched it with his hand, his face was swollen and puffy.

One eye was so swollen it could barely open.

The back of his head hurt too.

It hurt so much that he wanted to go home and rest.

But he couldn’t do that.

Dragging his aching body, he barely made it to the forge, where Jeok Wigang was already outside looking around.

He seemed to be looking for the sword.

Jeok Wigang was startled when he spotted Yeom Hwa, then immediately approached him.

 

“Are you alright?”

“I’m sorry.”

“What?”

“You’re looking for the sword, aren’t you?”

“Yes. I left it here yesterday but it’s gone.”

“I took it home and it was stolen from me. I’m sorry.”

“What? You took it home?”

“When I saw the sword, it was so well-made that I thought there was a risk of theft if left here. You must have trusted me and left it here, so I’m sorry.”

 

Hearing Yeom Hwa’s words and looking at his face, he could guess what kind of situation it had been.

He felt unnecessarily sorry.

He had just left the sword there because it was bothersome to carry.

If someone took it, he could just make another one.

After all, the warehouse was full of failed swords anyway.

What he made yesterday wasn’t even meant as a gift.

They were just practice pieces before making the real one for Grandfather.

He had planned to start making the real one from today.

From the ones he would make starting today, he planned to choose the best one and create a divine sword with pattern formations engraved on it to give to Grandfather.

 

“It’s fine. Those were swords that didn’t matter if they were taken.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, Yeom Hwa was startled and said:

 

“Wh-what do you mean? The swords I saw yesterday were perfect. How can you say such swords don’t matter if they’re taken? I’m sorry!”

 

Yeom Hwa was moved, thinking that Jeok Wigang was saying this to cover for his mistake.

How petty had he acted toward such a great person?

Tears came to his eyes.

It seemed like the misunderstanding was growing, but seeing Yeom Hwa’s appearance, Jeok Wigang smiled.

He’s a good person.

Jeok Wigang muttered something under his breath and took Yeom Hwa’s hand.

 

Return Energy to Meridians, Calm Soul and Heal Wounds.

Stop Bleeding and Restore Form, Return to Origin and Restore Life.

 

Yeom Hwa tensed up slightly when his hand was suddenly grabbed.

Was he going to hit him? He squeezed his eyes shut.

But he felt a pleasant sensation rising from his hand as a refreshing energy enveloped his entire body.

The feeling was so refreshing that when he opened his eyes, his vision was crystal clear.

 

“Huh?”

 

Surely one eye had been swollen and barely visible.

How did this happen?

Yeom Hwa instantly realized that Jeok Wigang had done something to him.

 

“Wh-what did you do to me?”

 

“I know some magic arts. I used some healing arts. How is it? Are the painful areas okay now?”

“What? Yes. The painful areas… there aren’t any at all.”

“That’s a relief. And don’t worry about the sword. Those were things that could disappear anyway.”

“Really?”

“Yes. So you don’t need to feel sorry. It was my fault for leaving it behind, not yours, Yeom Hwa.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, tears flowed from Yeom Hwa’s eyes.

 

“I acted badly toward such a good person. I’m sorry.”

“What? When did you act badly? I don’t remember that?”

 

Yeom Hwa didn’t say more.

There was no point in saying more since he wouldn’t acknowledge it anyway.

From today on, he planned to do everything he could for Jeok Wigang’s convenience.

Jeok Wigang tilted his head while looking at Yeom Hwa’s determined expression.

 

 

 

That evening.

Yeom Hwa was shocked when he saw the sword that Jeok Wigang said he had properly made.

Even if Cheonjang Gong, said to be the best among the Three Great Smiths of Central Plains, had made it, he couldn’t have produced such a perfect sword – such a perfect sword was before his eyes.

Yeom Hwa looked at Jeok Wigang with an expression of awe.

But Jeok Wigang, who had actually reforged the sword, looked unsatisfied.

 

“This isn’t it.”

 

This isn’t it?

Surprised, Yeom Hwa asked:

 

“Surely you don’t mean this sword doesn’t satisfy you?”

“That’s right.”

 

Jeok Wigang decided to speak casually with Yeom Hwa, who was younger than him.

 

“What? Th-this sword doesn’t satisfy you?”

“Why? Do you like that sword?”

 

Is that what you call a question right now?

There wouldn’t be anyone anywhere in the Central Plains who wouldn’t covet this sword.

Even Monk Hyegwang of Shaolin, who supposedly has no material desires, would open his eyes wide and rush over upon seeing this sword.

Such a perfect sword, yet you say it doesn’t please you?

Are you thinking of making some divine sword from legends?

Are you perhaps mocking me?

I looked at him with such thoughts, but that didn’t seem to be the case.

If what he just said was sincere, I was curious.

What would a sword more perfect than this even look like?

 

“If you like it, take it. It’s a gift.”

 

Yeom Hwa, who had been thinking about something else for a moment, wondered if he had misheard and asked again.

 

“What? What did you just say?”

“I said take that sword as a gift.”

 

For a moment, he stared at Jeok Wigang with a dazed expression.

 

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah.”

 

I can make as many swords like that as I want.

If I put my mind to it, I could make hundreds of such ordinary swords.

Ah, I should make a bunch here and distribute them to the martial artists of Jin Mu Sect.

If blacksmith Yeom Hwa is this impressed, the martial artists would be incredibly pleased too, right?

I’ve found a suitable gift to send to Jin Mu Sect.

 

“Can I really take this?”

 

Jeok Wigang nodded his head.

 

“The sword handle is destroyed and the scabbard won’t fit, so make those yourself. You can do that, right?”

“What? Yes! Of course! Th-thank you!”

 

Yeom Hwa kept looking at the sword with admiration.

To think such a wonderful sword was his.

And he made a resolution.

He would definitely become a craftsman who makes swords like this.

And become a wonderful person like Jeok Wigang.

 

 

 

The apprentice blacksmiths who stole the sword from Yeom Hwa made a beautiful sword handle and scabbard for it and presented it to someone.

 

Swoosh-.

 

“Oh! What a magnificent sword this is.”

“Haha. Can we really receive such a wonderful sword?”

 

Three people who spoke like that but couldn’t take their eyes off the sword.

These were the work officials of the Main Workshop that handled the practical affairs of Heavenly Craft Road in Cheonmu Castle.

Originally, the craftsmen of Heavenly Craft Road should have been in charge of practical affairs.

And their leader should rightfully be Cheonjang Gong, the head blacksmith of Heavenly Craft Road.

However, Cheonjang Gong and the craftsmen of Heavenly Craft Road had no interest in practical affairs.

Their only interest was iron and the forge.

They didn’t care how anything else turned out.

Because of this, Heavenly Craft Road always had many problems, and Cheonmu Castle, thinking this couldn’t continue, created a higher department to manage Heavenly Craft Road.

That was the Main Workshop.

The staff of the Main Workshop consisted of those who had once worked as blacksmiths.

They needed to know blacksmith work to handle affairs properly, didn’t they?

Thanks to this, Heavenly Craft Road began to function properly.

The people of Heavenly Craft Road were extremely pleased since they didn’t have to worry about other matters.

Most people in the Main Workshop did their jobs properly, but not everyone was like that.

Among them, the corruption of the work officials, who should be the most fair, was severe.

They accepted bribes and promoted the ranks of craftsmen.

This included apprentice blacksmiths as well.

Apprentice blacksmiths who wanted to become full craftsmen but lacked the skill would bribe them to become full craftsmen.

The type of bribe didn’t matter.

They just needed to fulfill what these officials wanted.

 

“Haha. I happened to need a sword, so this worked out well. I’ll put this to good use.”

“I’ll put it to good use as well.”

“Look forward to the next examination.”

 

At the words to look forward to it, the apprentice blacksmiths’ expressions brightened.

They had attacked Yeom Hwa because they found him disgusting, but that turned out to be a blessing instead.

Still feeling somewhat sorry, the apprentice blacksmiths decided not to bully him anymore.

Since they had achieved their goal of becoming full craftsmen.

Thus, the sword stolen from Yeom Hwa ended up in the hands of the Main Workshop’s work officials.

 

 

 

On Yeom Hwa’s way back to his accommodation.

He stroked the sword in his hand while recalling the day’s events.

A sword so perfect, yet not perfect.

Perfect to him, but not perfect to Jeok Wigang.

As he stroked the sword and walked back to his accommodation, he saw work officials in the distance walking along, laughing and chatting excitedly.

Not wanting to encounter them, Yeom Hwa was about to turn around when he caught sight of them drawing swords and examining them from various angles.

Looking at the sword blade, it seemed familiar.

Yeom Hwa hurriedly approached the work officials.

The work officials, who had been enjoying themselves with their swords, were startled to see Yeom Hwa suddenly approach, then seemed embarrassed and cleared their throats.

 

“Ahem! What do you want?”

“That sword… where did you get it?”

“This sword?”

“What business is it of yours to know that?”

“It’s our sword. There’s no reason to tell you, so get lost.”

 

Their slightly flustered loud responses made it clear they had received it as a bribe from someone.

Yeom Hwa knew as well.

That the Work Officials received bribes from apprentice craftsmen and promoted them to full craftsmen.

Since he had never done such a thing, he still hadn’t been promoted.

His peers had already become full craftsmen and were working.

He could endure and overlook other things.

But not Jeok Wigang’s sword.

 

“This is the sword of a guest who came to Heavenly Martial City. Please return it.”

“You bastard? This sword is ours. You must be mistaking it for another sword.”

“There’s no way I’m mistaken! Just looking at this sword blade, it’s definitely that person’s sword! Even if you change the sword handle and scabbard, there’s no way I wouldn’t recognize it. Please return it. I must give it back to that person.”

 

Though Jeok Wigang said it was fine, Yeom Hwa was not fine with it at all.

 

“Please return it. If you don’t, I will formally protest to the higher-ups.”

“You bastard! Won’t you shut up! I’ve been watching and watching, but now you’re crossing the line!”

“Don’t you know that we can kick you out of Cheongongro tomorrow if we want? Back off! This is your last warning.”

 

Even after the warning, seeing that Yeom Hwa showed no signs of backing down, the Work Officials called for people.

 

“Hey there! This bastard is threatening us!”

 

The Work Officials requested help from Warrior Corps Members who happened to be passing by.

The Warrior Corps Members were those who maintained order and security within Heavenly Martial City.

 

“We are Work Officials from the Main Workshop, and this bastard is doing this because he holds a grudge against us! Hurry up and get rid of him.”

 

The Warrior Corps Members who confirmed the Work Officials’ status spoke to Yeom Hwa.

 

“Those people are scared, so step back.”

“It’s a misunderstanding! I just need to take the sword they’re holding.”

“You bastard! Why do you keep coveting our sword! If you want it so badly, you can make one yourself!”

“He’s definitely taking out his frustration from not becoming a full craftsman last time! Arrest this bastard right now.”

“If you don’t arrest him, I’ll formally protest. I’ll say that the Warrior Corps, who should be maintaining security, are instead protecting criminals!”

“Hyeonmu Captain of the Warrior Corps is my older brother! I’ll report today’s events to my older brother!”

 

Hyeonmu Captain was a middle-ranking officer who managed the Warrior Corps Members and the actual field commander of the unit.

Startled by the mention that Hyeonmu Captain was his older brother, the Warrior Corps Members looked at the Work Official’s name plaque they had just received.

A name plaque engraved with Dong Pyeong.

The Hyeonmu Captain’s name was Dong Gwang.

 

“Why are you looking at the name plaque? My older brother’s name is Dong Gwang. Your Warrior Corps captain.”

 

Confirming they shared the same surname, the Warrior Corps Members hurriedly restrained Yeom Hwa.

 

“Stay still!”

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