The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 55
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Legend of the Evil Martial God
Chapter 55
Jeok Wigang felt pleased seeing Cheonjang Gong’s sincere repentance.
When Jeok Wigang smiled, Cheonjang Gong tilted his head curiously.
“But why are you so happy about it? You said you’re not even from Heavenly Martial City.”
“If Heavenly Martial City runs well, then the Martial World will be peaceful too. That’s why I feel good.”
“Strange fellow.”
Shaking his head, he drank the tea he had pushed away earlier, then spat it out again.
“Ptui! Damn it! It smells like grass! I thought it was alcohol.”
Cheonjang Gong’s irritated expression made him laugh.
“By the way, is that guy Yeom Hwa really that outstanding?”
“He’s a kid who made a superior sword from scrap metal.”
“What? Really?”
“Yes.”
“Huh… That’s truly amazing. Thanks to you, I’ve gained the best disciple. Thank you. You’ve only brought me grateful things. How can I repay this debt…”
“Please work hard for Heavenly Martial City as you are now. That’s enough for me.”
“Do you really have some connection with Heavenly Martial City?”
Jeok Wigang only smiled.
“Ah, frustrating. Don’t just smile, say something. My lips are heavy, you know? I’ll take it to my grave. Hm?”
Cheonjang Gong leaned forward, genuinely curious as he asked.
“I’ll tell you when the time comes later. What I can tell you now is… Yes, I do have a deep connection with Heavenly Martial City.”
“Right? Yeah. There’s no way you’d do all this otherwise. Good. You must tell me when we meet next time.”
“Yes.”
“I wanted to have a drink, but that’s really unfortunate.”
“There will be another opportunity next time.”
“Right. Then I’ll serve you real delicious alcohol instead of this tasteless tea.”
“I’ll look forward to it.”
“Where are you heading off to now?”
“No. I plan to stay on Heavenly Craft Road for a while.”
“Why?”
“I want to reforge the discarded weapons in the warehouse here and take some home.”
“Why discarded weapons of all things… No, wait. For you, those wouldn’t be discarded weapons.”
Jeok Wigang nodded.
“Right. Take everything that’s there. If you need better weapons, just say the word anytime.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you for what. I’m more grateful. Use my forge for a while too.”
“What about you, sir?”
“I’m going to rest for a while. While resting, I plan to integrate Heavenly Craft Road and the Main Workshop, and also look after my head disciple Yeom Hwa’s skills.”
“Still, you shouldn’t rest too much. You need to keep supplying good weapons to Heavenly Martial City.”
“Tell me honestly. What’s your relationship with the Castle Lord?”
“Pardon?”
“Going this far is impossible unless you have something with the Castle Lord, right? Are you perhaps a secret inspector sent down by the Castle Lord?”
Jeok Wigang smiled and shook his head.
“No.”
It was similar though.
Just that Grandfather hadn’t sent him directly.
Unlike his scattered bulk, he was surprisingly quick-witted.
“It seems right though. But seeing how good you are at reforging, it doesn’t seem right either. Agh! I don’t know! You must tell me later.”
The next day.
The leadership of Heavenly Martial City was gathering for the Cheonmu Council.
One seat was empty, but everyone seemed accustomed to it and was about to start the meeting casually.
Then the door opened and Cheonjang Gong appeared, causing everyone to look at him with surprised expressions.
“What? Why?”
“Ch-Cheonjang Gong, what brings you to attend the meeting?”
“I’m going to try attending from now on.”
Saying that, he went to the empty seat and sat down.
Everyone looked at Cheonjang Gong as if he were something amazing.
“Am I some kind of exotic animal? Why is everyone staring at me with those eyes?”
“It is amazing. You haven’t shown your nose for years, and suddenly what wind blew to make you attend?”
At the words of the Heavenly Martial Emperor, Jeok Mugun, who sat at the head seat, Cheonjang Gong pouted his lips and said.
“I’m also trying to fulfill my role as the head of Heavenly Craft Road now.”
“You? Really?”
“Yes.”
“Huh… Hey, did the sun rise from the west today?”
“No. Today it definitely rose from the east.”
Jeok Mugun looked at Cheonjang Gong with an expression of disbelief.
“Stop staring.”
“I can’t remember when I last saw Younger Brother’s face. I’m trying to get a good look at Younger Brother’s face that I can’t remember. Why?”
“I’m sorry. I’ve been living selfishly all this time. From now on, I plan to live as a member of Heavenly Martial City.”
“Hwangryeok. Are you sick somewhere? Did you catch some incurable disease? Why are you suddenly like this? They say people die when they do things they’ve never done before.”
“It’s not like that. I’m also trying to come to my senses and live properly. Raising disciples and all.”
“You’re raising a disciple too? Didn’t you say you wouldn’t raise one because it’s bothersome?”
“I found someone with exceptional talent. There’s someone even more exceptional… Ah, whatever. That’s how it turned out.”
“Hehehe. Today is really interesting.”
Jeok Mugun laughed as if he truly found it amusing.
“The fact that you attended the meeting means you want something. What is it?”
“I’m thinking of integrating Cheongongro and the Main Workshop, and taking the position as their head.”
“Huh? But you said managing Cheongongro was bothersome, so I created it for you.”
“That’s correct. Now I think it’s time to integrate them.”
“Why?”
“The corruption is too severe.”
“What?”
“Older Brother, please look down below. Heavenly Martial City is rotting from the ground up.”
“Really?”
Jeok Mugun turned his head toward the Inspection Department.
“Hey. If someone who only knows iron is talking like this, isn’t it extremely serious? Don’t you know anything?”
“Th-that is…”
“You don’t know… You don’t. What exactly do you do for work?”
“I apologize.”
“From today, turn everything upside down. If there’s anyone who committed even the slightest corruption, punish them all severely.”
“Understood.”
Jeok Mugun pressed his forehead.
“I’m also at fault, at fault. How can I protect the peace of the Martial World and face the Four Heavenly Demon Gods like this?”
“It’s because peace has lasted for too long.”
The Heavenly Martial Emperor nodded at Cheonjang Gong’s words.
“You’re right. Peace has indeed lasted long. That’s why everyone became complacent.”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
“That’s correct.”
“Isn’t there some way?”
“How about holding a Martial World tournament and giving great rewards to the winner? Then they’ll develop their skills to compete against each other, and Heavenly Martial City will regain its vitality.”
“Oh. That’s a good idea. Proceed with it.”
“Yes!”
Jeok Mugun looked at Cheonjang Gong and said.
“What exactly happened? You, who usually wouldn’t even look outside Cheongongro, must have had some reason for suddenly becoming like this.”
“Actually, I met a benefactor.”
“A benefactor?”
“That’s right. There’s someone who made me realize my shortcomings. I came to my senses because of that person.”
“Oh. There’s such a person? Who is it?”
Cheonjang Gong told Jeok Mugun about Jeok Wigang.
“It’s fate. Hehehe. Right. What’s that guy’s name?”
“I don’t know.”
“What? You don’t even know his name?”
“That’s right. Even when I asked, he just smiled and wouldn’t say anything.”
“Hmm. Isn’t that somewhat suspicious?”
“No! He’s absolutely not suspicious, so please don’t misunderstand.”
When Cheonjang Gong waved his hands and defended him, Jeok Mugun chuckled.
“This is a first. You protecting someone other than me like that.”
Cheonjang Gong’s face turned red.
“Where is he now? If he’s a talent you acknowledge, I should personally step forward and recruit him.”
Cheonjang Gong’s expression brightened.
He clearly had affection for Heavenly Martial City and seemed to respect the Heavenly Martial Emperor.
If the person he respects personally offers recruitment, he would accept.
In fact, Cheonjang Gong had hoped for this too.
Because he didn’t want to let such talent slip away.
“He’s currently reforging a sword at Cheongongro.”
“Is that so?”
Jeok Mugun spoke to the people attending the meeting.
“Today’s meeting ends here. You heard, right? I’m going to recruit talent.”
Leaving those words behind, Jeok Mugun grabbed Cheonjang Gong’s hand and hurriedly left.
Clang- Clang-.
The sound of something being hammered echoed loudly from Cheonjang Gong’s forge.
“The sound is pleasant to hear.”
Jeok Mugun, who had arrived at Cheongongro, smiled.
What kind of talent would it be?
From what Cheonjang Gong said, he seemed to respect him and care for Heavenly Martial City.
Hadn’t he even asked if there was some connection with him?
If he was that infatuated with him, this was practically a foregone conclusion.
Excited at the thought of recruiting exceptional talent, Jeok Mugun entered Cheonjang Gong’s Personal Forge.
In the distance, someone was hammering a sword with their back turned, and their appearance was unusual.
Wasn’t he striking the sword with his fingers instead of a hammer?
It was so fascinating that he watched, but that back looked very familiar.
Where had he seen it?
At that moment when he tilted his head.
His face became slightly visible.
“Gasp!”
Jeok Mugun was startled in shock.
Cheonjang Gong asked him.
“Why, why are you like that? Do you know each other?”
“Wh-why is that bastard here?”
Cheonjang Gong was anxious.
Could it be that he and Jeok Mugun didn’t get along well?
Was that why he tried to hide?
As Cheonjang Gong tried to stop Jeok Mugun, Jeok Wigang turned his head at the commotion.
Jeok Wigang also had a surprised expression.
This was certain.
Cheonjang Gong regretted it.
It seemed he had put his benefactor in a difficult situation.
Since it had come to this, he thought he should throw himself forward to stop Jeok Mugun.
“Why are you here?”
“Huh? Grandfather, why are you here?”
For a moment, Cheonjang Gong doubted his own ears.
“Huh?”
He looked back and forth between Jeok Wigang and Jeok Mugun in surprise.
“You brat! When you come, you should visit your grandfather right away! What are you doing here!”
“Hehe. I was trying to make a sword to give to Grandfather before going.”
At Jeok Wigang’s words that he was trying to make a sword to give to him, the hurt feelings melted away like snow.
“Is that so? Hehehe. I was feeling hurt thinking you came all the way to Heavenly Martial City and were going to leave without seeing me.”
“Come on. How could I just leave like that? We promised that I’d learn the Way of Alcohol from Grandfather. That’s why no matter how much others offered me drinks, I didn’t accept. Ask Cheonjang Gong too.”
“Is what he said true?”
“That’s right. He said he had a prior engagement to drink with someone and wouldn’t even touch a drop.”
Jeok Mugun’s mouth widened so much it looked like it might tear.
“Kahahaha! Oh, what a precious boy!”
In an instant, Jeok Mugun rushed in front of Jeok Wigang and grabbed his cheeks, acting like he was dying of affection.
“Grandfather. People are watching.”
“So what if people are watching? I’m going to dote on my own grandson.”
Cheonjang Gong’s mouth fell wide open.
Jeok Mugun was famous for being strict even with his grandchildren.
How severe was it that some people even said being born as the Heavenly Martial Emperor’s grandson was unfortunate?
He was that famous for pushing his grandchildren to their limits, and the training they received was indescribably harsh.
As far as Cheonjang Gong knew, Jeok Mugun had never once shown a smile to his grandchildren.
But what was this current appearance?
He was no different from any other grandfather who was happy seeing his grandson.
“But when did you learn blacksmithing?”
“I learned it bit by bit whenever I had time.”
“This boy? You learned it bit by bit in your spare time and gave advice to Cheonjang Gong, who’s called the best among master craftsmen? Do you think that makes sense?”
“It wasn’t just giving advice – he’s better than me.”
“Did you hear that? The world’s greatest master craftsman acknowledged you. This boy is good at everything! Hahaha!”
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