episode_0126

Time passed and the end of the year came.

People were busy all over the village preparing for the feast.

Tents are erected in a large open space in the center of Seomhwachon, and people who sell in the market also bring stalls and participate in the preparations for the feast.

As the scale has grown and the event is becoming more of a festival than a banquet, I have also decided to give up my guesthouse business today.

“Go and help.”

“Yes!”

Of course, the prefectural government is using soldiers to prepare, but since there is a lot of work to do, wouldn’t it be better to have plenty of hands?

As the Jeomsoi and servants were helping prepare for the banquet, Noya approached them with a smile.

“Hehe. This is true. As the village grows, so does this party.”

“How are you these days?”

“Good. Maybe it’s because I received the energy of the sacred mountain… I think I’ll be able to hear the sound of iron soon.”

A craftsman who hears the sound of iron can from then on make swords. If it’s just Noya, it will be possible, so let’s do our best to apply until then.

“The steel I sent you last time was of really good quality.”

“Is that so?”

“If the guest needs anything…”

“Is there anything you need? If you really want to do something, just make me some armor.”

“Haha. I understand.”

After giving me a cursory greeting, Noya heads towards the direction where the masters of the sword room are. As I was watching them, a disturbance was growing on one side.

“He is the Sword Saint…”

A swordsman, who has been appearing frequently in Seomhwachon recently, was walking.

When I saw her wearing a long Hongseongmun uniform with her navy blue hair flowing and a group of well-dressed Hongseongmun disciples approaching, I immediately approached her.

“Thank you for participating. But there is no need to come already…”

“Our Hong Seong-moon is also a member of Seomhwachon. I would like to help you prepare for the feast. Ryeon.”

“Yes!”

Hongryeon, Ryu Hyeon, and Hyeonhwi come forward. At Hongseongmun, people were amazed when three good cooks offered to help Yohwan cook for the banquet.

“No, Hong Seong-mun’s warriors…?”

“Let’s help you too.”

“Yes!”

In places where strength is required, martial artists who have learned internal skills are of great help. Therefore, Hong Seong-moon’s disciples were busy and deployed to places where they needed to use their strength.

Preparations were picking up speed.

“Hehe. It’s a sight that’s hard to see.”

The Hyeonryeong was impressed by the way the Murim people worked together with the people and worked hard to prepare for the feast. As he approached, he attacked the Sword Saint.

“I invited you to thank you for your help earlier…”

“Just doing what needs to be done. Then I will go help too.”

Even though Geomsung responded bluntly, the Hyeonryeong seemed satisfied.

So, Chae-jin and I also participated in the preparations, and when the preparations were completed around evening, the Hyeonryeong went up to the podium.

“A lot has happened in our Seomhwachon this year! But we got through it all, and we will grow again! ruler! Everyone, have a drink!”

At the shout of the wise man, the people in the wide open space and those gathered outside the open space raised their glasses.

“Now! Drink away all the difficult memories of this year in this glass! Let’s welcome the New Year happily!!”

“Wow!!”

The villagers’ cries of joy are heard. While listening to that, I sipped my drink.

“Are you drinking well?”

At that time, it was Chaejin who approached. When the woman who was helping Yohwan with the rest of the guests approached me, I smiled and offered her a glass.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“What do you think? Anyway, I feel sorry for Ryeon. I said I wanted to participate in the Seomhwachon Festival.”

“Well, it’s not something that can be called a festival.”

“If it’s like this, it’s a festival.”

It was a bright voice. After finishing cooking, Hongryeon sat down next to me, and I poured a drink into her glass.

“There has never been such a large party held in Seomhwachon.”

“Huh? Really?”

“Yes. It was just a simple celebration on the last day of the year. This year it’s a little bigger. Well, a lot of things happened one way or another.”

Hongryeon took a sip of the drink I poured for her and glanced at me. I looked into her dark eyes, and after making eye contact for a moment, she looked away.

“…Because a lot has happened.”

“That’s right. A lot happened.”

“What is it? Is it just the two of you talking?”

Chaejin, slightly puffing out her cheeks, spoke grumblingly. While we were eating, talking about various things, and sharing a drink, Yohwan shouted.

“If you’re not busy, please help me!! I need to cook some more!”

“Okay! I’m going! Hehehe. See you later then?”

“I’ll be there soon.”

Hongryun and Chaejin go to help Yohwan.

As I was watching, I saw Sayoon smiling brightly, carrying food with Hong Seong-moon’s disciples and receiving thanks from the village people.

She was quite happy.

“My teacher is.”

It’s a surprise.

I quickly turned my head. Before I knew it, Geomseong was standing next to me.

“Yes.”

“He wanted Seomhwachon to develop like this. He hoped that they would help Hong Seong-moon and that Hong Seong-moon would protect them, and that a good relationship would circulate.”

I poured her a drink as she fiddled with her empty glass.

The Sword Saint who inhaled it all at once was looking in the direction where Noya and Changju were.

Swordsmen, amulets, and other craftsmen and craftsmen are singing and drinking together.

Then, as Hong Seong-moon approaches, Chang-ju smiles and extends his hand, and Hong Seong-moon’s disciple, who was caught there, also sings a song and laughs and chats together.

“But I couldn’t do it.”

“You’re doing it now, right?”

I took a sip of my drink. And while watching people laughing and talking, I opened my mouth.

“Anyway, you did it in the end.”

“…I haven’t done much.”

“You did everything you could.”

phew. I hear a small sigh.

There was no more words. Geomseong just kept his mouth shut, and I didn’t say anything.

“Master!!”

Yoohee and Sayun come running. The plates in their hands contained sweets that Geomseong liked.

“Eat this!”

“This is delicious too! oh! Guests, please enjoy it too!”

“Where did you get it?”

“They gave me this because they worked hard to help me!”

It was a middle-aged woman who sold sweets at the market. When she waved her hand, Sayun waved back and held out the plate again.

“…Thank you.”

“No! Then let’s go!”

A smile appears on Geomseong’s lips as he watches the two run away again. I sipped my drink, and Geomseong looked at the confectionery and took a bite.

“…Delicious…”

When I looked at her, she blushed slightly and muttered softly.

Her voice was trembling.

“…I have something to apologize to you. Actually, I wanted to say this a long time ago…”

She paused for a moment and turned to me. have good posture She gave me a polite look and began to vomit.

“Actually… I have had doubts about you. You once asked me to meet you alone. at that time. There are a few things I wanted to confirm with you. Because I had a lot of questions about you.”

Swordsman for me?

I looked at her and snapped my fingers.

“Is it because I support Hong Seong-moon?”

Nod, Geomsung nodded slightly. She was quite embarrassed and apologetic.

“You always had good intentions. But I was wondering if there was another intention behind those good intentions.”

“Is that so?”

“…I always wanted to apologize. You achieved what I couldn’t achieve. You are a good person, and your actions had nothing but good intentions…”

Geomsung spoke in a sullen tone and couldn’t even look at me.

That’s why I said.

“That could be true. I understand.”

It’s natural.

It’s not just anyone else, but Geomseong is Hong Seong-mun’s long-time master.

A person who lost people who were like his family.

So, in order to protect it, you had no choice but to have doubts.

“…Is that the end? If you want me to kneel, I will kneel, and if you want me to bow my head, I will bow. Pay any price if you want…”

“There was no actual damage, and wasn’t it because the Geomseong wanted to protect Hongseongmun? Did you think I wouldn’t even understand that? Also, you are receiving a lot of help from the Sword Saint.”

I smiled at the Sword Saint and held out the glass.

“If you feel uncomfortable, could you at least be my drinking partner until Hongryeon and Chaejin come? It feels a bit lonely to drink alone.”

The two of them have gone to help Yohwan for a while, so they will come in a little while, but if I ask for something to make the Sword Master easier, it would be better to ask for something like this.

He must have been a difficult person anyway.

Geomsung looked at me with wide eyes and then smiled.

“If that’s the case… I’ll do whatever I can.”

The feast continued until late at night. Everyone was eating and drinking to their fill, singing, and those who were confident in playing their instruments were playing and having fun.

People ate enough to eat and no longer had to cook. Therefore, Yohwan, who was in charge of cooking, headed toward the artisans, and Hongryeon and Chaejin also returned toward me.

When the other disciples of Hongseongmun finished helping and were enjoying the feast for a while.

“Huh?”

A murmur was heard. I turned my head when I heard people’s exclamations and questions, and found people walking from the outskirts.

They were nuns.

Nuns wearing gray robes. As the women, each carrying a sword at their waist, walked towards her, Hongryeon slowly stood up.

“What is it?”

Chaejin came towards me. I smiled and patted her shoulder as she naturally protected me.

“The monks of Amipa. It doesn’t seem to cause any particular problems, so don’t worry too much.”

“Still, they are strong.”

“I guess so.”

Amipa is a sect where nuns of the Buddhist order reside.

However, it seemed like Chaejin was trying to protect me just in case, as he had strong martial tendencies.

It may be even more so because in our guest room there is even a Yohwan who was exiled from Amipah.

But since I knew why they came, I wasn’t particularly worried.

As if to prove it, the young nun who was at the forefront of the three monks who approached bowed respectfully, putting her hands together.

“Tree Amitabha Buddha. This is ARMY’s Yujeong. Although I am embarrassed by my followers in the martial arts community, they call me by the nickname Pasagum.”

Pasagum oil well.

It’s a name I know too.

A female student who is the immediate disciple of the current Amifa Jang Mun-in and has been designated as the next Amipa Jang Mun-in.

He is one of the people in a rivalry with Yura, another main character in Heavenly Moon.

He is a person who has no special connection with Sayoon.

Hongryeon, who greeted her, also gave her a light hug.

“This is Nakilgeom Hongryeon, the great disciple of Hong Seongmun.”

A famous Nakil sword in the martial arts world.

Likewise, the famous Pasa Sword.

When the two prosecutors were facing each other, Yujeong was the first to speak.

“I heard that you found traces of Master Hyehwan.”

That’s it too.

I glanced towards Yohwan. She also looked shocked as if she had seen the nuns of Amipah, but other than that, there was no other special reaction.

“I don’t think it’s a story worth talking about here.”

A woman walked out quietly, revealing her enormous inner strength.

It was Na Ye-rin, a swordsman who was a long-time official of Hongseongmun.

“There is a festival in the village right now. Please don’t disturb it. Just because you guys showed up…”

Geomsung glanced back and looked at me.

“The villagers are on guard.”

I turned my eyes towards where the feast was taking place.

They seemed a little surprised to see that they were from Amifa, but everyone was just playing around without paying much attention.

Likewise, Yu-jeong, who saw the villagers’ indifference, was shocked, and I glared at them as if trying to help Geom-seong.

Only then did Yujeong nod his head, put his hands together, and took a step back.

“Then, we will step aside for a moment.”

Geomseong looked at her and me alternately and nodded slightly as if he was satisfied.

“Please do so. I will guide you straight to Hongseongmun Gate.”

As Yujeong and the monks retreated, Geomsung looked at me and smiled.

“Thank you.”

“It’s nothing special.”

It’s easy like this.