The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 49

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 49

 

 

 

Yeom Hwa left the Warrior Corps after receiving extremely courteous treatment.

He arrived home with a bewildered expression, not understanding what had happened.

When he arrived home, Jeok Wigang was there.

 

“Young Master?”

“I heard you were imprisoned in the Warrior Corps jail? You’ve been through a lot.”

“Not at all.”

 

Yeom Hwa’s expression was dark.

 

“Why do you look so gloomy?”

“Because I feel wronged. I don’t understand why I have to live such a difficult life.”

“Why do you think it’s difficult?”

“…Because there’s no one around me. I have nowhere to lean on when times are hard, and no one to ask for help. In this world… I’m all alone.”

“Lean on me.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, Yeom Hwa looked up with a surprised expression.

 

“Young Master…”

“I’ll show you. What kind of person will become your reliable support.”

 

How would he show him?

Still, it felt good.

It was the first time.

The first person to say such words to him.

 

“Even if it’s just words, thank you. Young Master. You’re the only one who has ever said such things to me.”

“It’s not just words. I haven’t known you for long, but you’ve been living here being ignored all this time, haven’t you? You keep failing promotions because you have no connections.”

 

Yeom Hwa bit his lips tightly.

 

“I’ve seen your talent. You’re a man who will become the greatest Master Craftsman in the Central Plains.”

“Young Master…”

 

The greatest Master Craftsman in the Central Plains.

To think he believed in that.

Jeok Wigang’s eyes were filled with conviction.

From Yeom Hwa’s perspective, Jeok Wigang was a craftsman who had transcended human limits.

For such a craftsman to evaluate him like that.

Where else could he find a more joyful evaluation than this?

 

“So use that talent for me. In return! I will become your support.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, Yeom Hwa knelt before him.

 

“Sob! Young Master! I, I will… use my talent only for Young Master… no… only for my Lord!”

 

Yeom Cheol Seongun Yeom Hwa, the greatest blacksmith of all time.

Jeok Wigang had taken as his subordinate the legendary craftsman whom people would call by that name in the future.

 

 

 

That evening after taking Yeom Hwa as his subordinate.

Dong Gwang came bringing three Fair Officials including his younger brother Dong Pyeong.

 

“Older Brother! Why did you bring me here? Don’t tell me you want me to apologize to that bastard?”

 

Dong Gwang completely ignored his younger brother’s words and spoke to Jeok Wigang.

 

“I’ve brought them.”

“Leave them there and go.”

“I have urgent business to attend to, so please just educate them as you see fit.”

“Is that alright?”

“Of course.”

 

A young man speaking informally and the Heavenly Martial City Warrior Corps Captain accepting it as natural.

This situation was far too strange.

 

“Older Brother? That bastard is speaking informally to you. You should be angry. He’s disrespecting you!”

“So what?”

“But Older Brother, the thing you hate most in the world is being disrespected.”

 

Dong Gwang looked at Dong Pyeong for a moment, then ignored him again.

If he kept looking, he felt like he might hit him.

He couldn’t hit him now.

He had to endure it.

It was best to just leave the scene.

 

“I’m busy, so I’ll be going now.”

 

When Jeok Wigang nodded, Dong Gwang hurriedly left the place.

The Fair Officials watched Dong Gwang leave with bewildered expressions.

Then they heard Jeok Wigang’s muttering.

 

“Chaotic Night Long Sky, Nameless Sealed Binding, Ten Thousand Realms Silent”

 

It was an incantation to deploy the Void Sealing Formation using the Five Elements Incantation Method.

The Fair Officials, feeling something ominous, hurriedly tried to leave by opening the door, but it wouldn’t budge.

They tried pushing with their bodies and kicking with their feet, but it was useless.

 

“Stop that pointless behavior and come here.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, the three Fair Officials charged at him with furious expressions.

 

“You little brat!”

“Did you think we looked easy because we only handle paperwork! We’ll show you what we’re made of!”

“Even though we look like this, we’ve learned martial arts! Haat! Dragon Claw Hand!”

 

Jeok Wigang chuckled as he watched the moths flying toward their flame.

 

Crack-.

 

In an instant, stars flashed and suddenly three people were lying on the ground.

They looked like they couldn’t even remember what had just happened.

 

“What? Why are we lying here?”

 

The three people looked at Jeok Wigang with bewildered expressions.

Then Dong Pyeong spoke while panting with frustration.

 

“You… D-do you know who our father is?”

 

Since older brother didn’t work, now father was coming out.

 

“Who is he?”

“The Grand Marshal of the Warrior Corps is our father!”

 

Now the mystery of why Dong Gwang became captain of the Warrior Corps with that level of skill was solved.

It seemed like the entire Dong Clan bloodline needed to be dealt with once.

 

“Who else is there? Tell me everything.”

 

Thinking that Jeok Wigang was intimidated, Dong Pyeong excitedly began telling everything.

Not knowing that he was pushing his parents and siblings into hell.

 

“How about it? This is the kind of family we are! It’s not too late even now. If you come and kneel down to beg, we’ll let it slide.”

 

Jeok Wigang asked with an incredulous expression.

 

“Why do you think your older brother brought you to me?”

“What?”

“Right? Why do you think he didn’t say anything to me when I was speaking informally to you?”

“Th-that’s…”

 

Come to think of it, it was strange.

 

“Didn’t you ever think that I might be someone even your older brother can’t handle?”

 

Dong Pyeong’s pupils were trembling violently.

 

“Let’s figure that out gradually later. You see my subordinate over there?”

 

Yeom Hwa was standing there.

 

“Apologize.”

 

Just an apology would end this matter.

Jeok Wigang was also thinking of giving them a moderate lesson and ending it if they apologized cleanly.

But their pride was stronger than expected.

 

“Th-that guy is under me! And way below at that! So what apology are you talking about?”

“Right. It wouldn’t be fun if you apologized easily.”

 

Jeok Wigang asked Yeom Hwa.

 

“So, what do you want to do? Want to try it yourself?”

 

Yeom Hwa asked back with an expression that showed he didn’t understand.

 

“What? What am I supposed to try…?”

“Educating these guys.”

 

Education?

Why was education suddenly coming up here?

Was he supposed to teach them blacksmithing or something?

 

“Ah, you won’t understand if I put it that way. Fine. I’ll show you a demonstration.”

 

He said he’d show a demonstration, so Yeom Hwa tried to focus.

 

Smack-.

 

Dong Pyeong’s face turned sharply.

 

Smack-.

 

It turned to the opposite side again.

 

Smack-.

 

To the opposite side once more.

Jeok Wigang continued alternating left and right, slapping his cheeks.

After a moment.

 

Thud-.

 

Lightly ignoring Dong Pyeong who had fainted while foaming at the mouth, he spoke to Yeom Hwa.

 

“You do it like this. How about it? Easy, right?”

“You’re telling me to hit them right now?”

“No, it’s not hitting, it’s education, I tell you.”

When Yeom Hwa hesitated, Jeok Wigang sighed and moved toward the next person.

 

“N-no! I don’t want to get hit!”

 

Jeok Wigang grabbed the Fair Official trying to flee and slapped him along with Dong Pyeong.

The Fair Official fainted again.

Now there was only one left.

 

“You try hitting that one.”

“I, I can’t do it.”

“Sigh. This is all part of learning too.”

“N-no. The only thing I can hit is iron.”

 

Jeok Wigang chuckled at Yeom Hwa who refused to the end.

How kind.

Seeing such a person made him feel good.

 

“Alright.”

 

Thwack-.

Thud-.

 

He knocked out the last remaining person in one blow.

Then Yeom Hwa carefully spoke up.

 

“Um, why did you knock that person out in one hit?”

“Huh?”

“Shouldn’t you treat him the same as the other guys to be fair?”

“Then should I wake him up so you can try?”

“N-no. It’s better to just leave him knocked out.”

 

Jeok Wigang shook his head.

 

“You’re right. The other guys got slapped multiple times before fainting, but this one fainted comfortably. Good point.”

 

Somehow he felt like he had said the wrong thing.

As Jeok Wigang muttered something, the last Fair Official who had fainted suddenly opened his eyes wide.

 

“Gasp!”

 

The Fair Official bolted upright in surprise.

 

Smack-.

 

And the slapping began.

Thus even the last Fair Official fainted with his face swollen up.

 

 

 

“We, we were wrong!”

“Please forgive us!”

“We’ll return the sword immediately!”

 

The three Fair Officials groveling before Jeok Wigang.

 

“I told you to apologize to Yeom Hwa, not me. Why can’t you understand what I’m saying? How annoying.”

 

When his expression hardened and he frowned, the Fair Officials were startled and quickly rushed over to prostrate themselves before Yeom Hwa.

 

“S-sorry!”

“We were wrong! Please forgive us!”

 

Yeom Hwa looked bewildered at the sight of the three Fair Officials begging for his forgiveness.

He had never once thought such a thing would happen in his life.

But today, that unbelievable thing had occurred.

 

“Hey.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s call, the movements of the three people begging for forgiveness stopped completely.

The three focused intently on Jeok Wigang’s words, fully tense.

 

“You left out what you did wrong. Won’t you do it properly? Do you want to be re-educated from the beginning?”

 

The three people prostrated themselves before Yeom Hwa again in terror.

And they began to confess all the wrongs they had committed.

The content was astounding.

His inability to get promoted all this time was indeed because these people had conspired to make him fail by taking bribes.

After hearing the three people’s full story, Jeok Wigang clicked his tongue and said.

“Tsk tsk. What fine behavior. The very people who should be most fair taking bribes and pulling such stunts. Can you still call yourselves members of Cheonmu Castle after doing that?”

Everyone hung their heads low.

To think it was rotten to this extent at the bottom.

Then how rotten must it be at the top?

Does Grandfather know about these facts?

He had come to see Grandfather’s face.

But there was no time to actually see his face.

How should he find the other corruptions?

Dong Pyeong came into Jeok Wigang’s view.

 

‘First, I’ll normalize the Main Workshop and Heavenly Fire Road, then the Warrior Corps.’

 

What kind of person was the Grand Marshal who headed the Warrior Corps?

Was he corrupt too?

Let’s solve the immediate problems first.

 

‘Grandfather. You’ll have to buy me something expensive and delicious.’

 

Jeok Wigang grinned.

To normalize Heavenly Fire Road, he first had to straighten out the Main Workshop.

The Main Workshop’s structure largely consisted of Fair Assessment Officials who handled craftsmen’s personnel matters, the Finance and Materials Department that handled materials and budgets, and the Quality Inspection Department that inspected products made on Heavenly Craft Road.

From what he heard, materials and budgets seemed more prone to embezzlement and breach of trust rather than bribery. Product inspection was related to promotions, so these people would be closely connected to bribes.

The root cause of all this trouble was Cheonjang Gong, the head of Heavenly Craft Road.

Wasn’t this mess created while he was indifferent to everything except iron?

What an irresponsible person.

If he wanted to only do what he liked, he should have gone into seclusion and done it alone.

Why establish himself in Heavenly Martial City and create such chaos?

If he had done his job properly, there would be no need for the Main Workshop.

The people of the Main Workshop think of the Cheongongro people as beneath them.

They don’t even seem to know why they exist.

The Main Workshop was created to assist Cheongongro.

So strictly speaking, the Main Workshop exists below Cheongongro.

The problem was that this nature had become corrupted over time.

What would need to be done to correct this?

Cheonjang Gong must be caught.

To do that, what he created is needed.

What a Master Craftsman hates most is when a masterwork he poured his heart and soul into is undervalued.

Cheonjang Gong would be even worse.

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