episode_0191

Wow! The sound of the wooden swords clashing was sharp, and soon the two halves separated and flew in the sky, spinning around.

Namgung Shinjae looked at the half-used wooden sword in despair and threw it to one side.

The wooden dagger was the fifth.

Cheong scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Is the wooden sword a bit weak?”

“It’s a wooden sword carved from ebony wood, hmm. This is going to be a problem. Swordsman, relying on strength does not increase your sword power.”

“What should I do if I’m strong? Should I at least pull out an iron sword for sparring?”

“They say they are using a wooden sword on purpose. Isn’t it because people are weak that tools are used? Of course, if it were a matter of life and death, I would have lost right away, but this isn’t just a sparring to decide the winner.”

Namgung Shinjae could, for example, be said to be the master of sword sparring.

In sparring, where all dexterity and skill are removed and only the sword is used, there is no one who can compete with him, so his understanding of the sword is superior.

According to the Sword King’s assessment, if you have the flexibility to use your hands and feet, you will reach the peak in no time.

Martial arts were arts that used the body, and swordsmanship that only dealt with swords was only a small part of it.

It was not an expression of praise as a son, but a very cold evaluation as a sword king among the ten greatest masters in the world.

However, he foolishly held on to only one sword and whined, which was also the reason why the Sword King’s wrinkles were increasing.

“By the way, Gongsun Sojeo also has a really sharp sword. Did you say Heonwonjegeom? It is indeed an art worthy of being called the sword of an emperor.”

“These are words of high praise. I also gained a lot of enlightenment after receiving Confucius’ sword. As expected, excellent sword power worthy of the reputation of the best swordsman in the world… … . But was the word “sword power” original?”

“What does the original meaning mean? Since it is a language that a swordsman can understand, it is sword language, the language of swordsmen.”

Cheong laughed and joked.

“Why, if I eat at all, I get black spots. If you rest, it’s called a blackout, and if you sleep, it’s called blackface, why?”

“Hmm? Since you don’t eat the sword, it’s not a sword, and since the sword doesn’t sleep, it would be a bit difficult to have a sword. hmm. Get a sword. If you take a break during sparring, you can call it a vacation. Geomwoo, is there more?”

“Hmm. Choryeo is said to have married Bangeom. So you’re telling me to cut it out?”

“Sword! Ugh, now, if I use Geomryeo, wouldn’t it be like plagiarism? Although I’m upset, I have to acknowledge Sister Fang’s victory! And as the body that inherits the family, I cannot abandon my duty.”

“What, were you thinking about getting married?”

“There is no truth. I wish I could devote my whole life to the sword, but as the eldest son of Namgung, I have to carry on the family lineage. I plan to go courting after I have achieved just the right amount of flowers.”

“There is one peak reviewer and one peak transcendental person here right now?”

“Haha, swordsmanship is long and enlightenment is quick. If you get caught up in the accomplishments of the present moment, you will only become impatient.”

Since it was coming from a guy who was obsessed with his sword, it wasn’t persuasive at all.

Still, I know one thing very well that there is no pressure at all to achieve, so I wonder where on earth that confidence and composure comes from.

Gongsun Yaoye was a master of the late peak period!

It is said that he picked up a sword at the age of five and only swung the sword after eating.

It was not an idiom for training hard.

In fact, I haven’t taken a single step outside the fence since I picked up a sword at the age of five.

The daily routine was training in the morning, training after breakfast, training after lunch, training after dinner, then waking up at two o’clock and repeating endlessly.

Everyone listening was breathless.

“Originally, the plan was to achieve the peak and go on a journey to become a nobleman to raise the name of the family. However, it happened that a seat in the teenage family was vacant, so thanks to you, you were able to meet Cheong like this, right?”

“Something, something, something.”

Cheong frowned over his cotton thread.

No matter how much restoration of the family name is a long-held wish of the family, does it have to take away all of a person’s most enjoyable time?

If Gongsun Yoye’s words had even a single trace of a complaint that he had a hard time mixed in, Cheongdo would have sympathized five hundred times and would have responded by saying that it was really too much.

However, what even I take for granted has been firmly engraved in my mind since childhood.

Well, this is total child abuse, no, Ye is a grown woman now, but still.

Even Namgung Shinjae looked fed up.

Namgung Shinjae was fascinated by the sword, and training itself was just fun as a job, a specialty, and a hobby, and he didn’t have any obligation to devote himself to it.

He was a leisurely and free-spirited person who, in addition to training, enjoyed playing around with his hands.

Since there was a real Geomchi separately, I thought I should give it up.

—-

Mo Yong-juhui’s heart was broken. No, it had already broken down on the seventh floor of Yongbong Branch.

“Aaaah! Aaaah! Ahhh, Shut up, ahhh, ahhh… … .”

This was not a cry, but a scream of anger.

It was the same scream that drunkards who are angry at the world after drinking make while injecting themselves.

Where in the world is there a person who screams like that out of sadness and just one letter?

Fortunately, since I buried my face in the pillow, there was less noise coming out.

However, the mouse listens to the night speech, the bird listens to the day speech, and Mo Yong-jun listens to the sound of Mo Yong’s song.

Mo Yong-jun, who heard his sister crying, opened the door to the guest room and rushed in.

“Sister! what’s the matter? are you okay! Why are you crying!?”

When I wanted to cry, I saw my younger brother running towards me with a look on his face full of worry, and I burst into tears. No, bam!

Mo Yong Joo-hee’s tears poured out.

“Joo, Jun-ya! Okay, okay… … ”

It was Mo Yong Joo-hee who had once driven a nail into his heart with harsh words, but he knew that he had no malicious intent and forgave Mo Yong-jun because he also had no heart.

Of course, since he is a boy, he will not have breasts, but sometimes even men with breasts are not forgiven, which is why the viciousness of Mo Yong Ju-hui, the sword of the world, spread widely among the late Jisoo.

“Why are you like that! Who bullied me!? Someone is harassing my sister!”

“Ugh, Jun-yaaa… … That bitch, ugh, at me, ugh… … !”

One of Mo Yong-jun’s strengths that Mo Yong-joo-hee points out is that he is just the right size to hug. The ugly older sister hugged her younger brother and cried loudly.

In response, Mo Yongjun gently stroked his sister’s back with his fern-like hand.

“Who bullied my sister? who is this! I’ll scold you. huh? Sister, don’t cry.”

“Sigh, yes. Our Jun-ah, after all, there is only Jun-ah. My kind little brother… … ”

“Are you feeling better? Why are you doing that? Isn’t it really true that someone was harassing my sister? tell me everything I’m going to scold you.”

Mo Yong-juhui’s face became angry again.

“Yes, that bitch, no, that woman. You know, Jun. Do you know what humiliation this sister suffered today? Oh, do you know what humiliation means?”

“Hmm. I don’t know.”

“It’s incredibly sad, angry, embarrassing, and even unfair. If you put it all together, it’s called a humiliation. And what I suffered from that woman today is precisely that humiliation. That bad bitch.”

“It’s not a bad thing to say… … ”

“You can say bad things to a bad bitch. And when you comfort a woman, you have to take her side unconditionally. So, if you want to comfort your sister, Jun-a should quickly follow suit. Bad bitch, killer bitch.”

“Me, a bad bitch. A bitch to kill.”

Surprisingly, it was the faithful advice that an older sister should give to her younger brother.

When comforting a woman, it is the duty of a friendly man to take her side unconditionally, even if she is a martial arts enemy of the world’s evil sect.

A man who casually says things like, “You’re at fault too,” will usually end up single for the rest of his life.

However, you should stop at the line of empathizing, taking sides, and defending, and you should never believe what the woman says.

In times like this, nine times out of ten, what the woman said was close to fabrication, just for her own benefit.

Sometimes, if there is a prefix like, “I’m at fault, too, out of 10,” then you should take my side after understanding that this woman has done something truly degrading and is coming to complain to me after getting beaten up.

“Yeah, that’s right, bitch. How could you do that to me? Jun, you know, today my older sister went to the Yongbong branch and suddenly some crazy woman started spewing mean things at me.”

“Suddenly? I didn’t do anything?”

“Okay. My sister just wanted to be friendly so I said hello, but suddenly she started swearing at me. Then, he asked me why a woman without breasts was pretending to be a woman, and told me to get rid of the monster that was neither a man nor a woman, so he hit me and poured water on me… … Ugh, wow.”

If Cheong had been there, he would have witnessed the moment Mo Yong Ju-hee’s good karma dropped by one point.

But I can’t see Mo Yongjun.

“Don’t cry, okay? I, I will take revenge.”

“No. Because it doesn’t matter to Juna.”

“Why doesn’t it matter? My sister’s job is my job. Leave it to me. Very mean, shame? that’s right? huh! I will humiliate you.”

“My sister is happy just because Jun said that. But it’s okay. Because you have to solve your sister’s problems. Wow, when did our Jun-ah become so dependable and comfort her older sister? huh. Okay, shall we take a bath together after a long time?”

This is what good family is all about.

Mo Yong Joo-hee, whose anger had already subsided, smiled at her pretty younger sister.

“I, too, am all grown up now.”

“Wow, this is a very manly thing. Then, should I sleep with my sister?”

“Uh, is that okay? That kind of thing is only done with a married woman… … ”

“It’s okay with family. Married women are also family, so it’s okay, right?”

“Yes! Then let’s sleep together!”

“He’s my little brother, but he’s so cute.”

Mo Yong Ju-hee hugged his younger brother tightly.

Yes, because we haven’t been defeated yet.

It’s a judgment call, I’ll pay you back properly.

How about ruining your reputation?

This is what my loving family remains.

—-

Paengdaesan was sitting on an open wall and watching the sun set on the street.

In my view of Paengdaesan Mountain, there were always women climbing the walls, so it was fun to watch the streets moving around without paying attention to me.

I wonder if everyone has seen something like this before.

Then, there was a woman wearing a cotton yarn over there.

It was a woman walking straight down the center of the street with long, manly strides.

Then, suddenly, his head seemed to turn in this direction, but he raised his hand and waved it loudly to show his happiness.

Paengdaesan’s mouth became slack without me realizing it.

It was a smile so beautiful that a woman would faint if she saw it.

“Hmm, did you have fun?”

“Then. Eat something delicious, eat something delicious, and more. hmm. It was delicious. Not going to the mountains? It’s delicious.”

“I don’t know. You have to talk meaninglessly. Even if you call it a Yongbong branch, in the end, people who know each other come together.”

“Hmph. That’s exactly what someone without friends would say.”

Cheong chuckled and sat down.

“Actually, I don’t know. Everyone is so busy teasing each other that they don’t really have anything interesting to say. Moreover, because of what the teacher said, I have to show off my pretense, so I feel very uncomfortable.”

“Is it coy?”

“Sneaky? Am I right? disguise? Transformation?”

“It’s close to transformation. But, aside from saying it wasn’t fun, didn’t you stay up late?”

“I was just sparring with Geomwoo and Ye. It’s been a while since I sparred, and it’s rewarding. Nana went to see her family on the way because Danga had arrived.”

“Hmm.”

“Ah. right. Did you see Geumyang Sword Flower? By the way, didn’t you say that Paengga would come with Moyongga? Then, hasn’t Paengga arrived?”

“They said it arrived last night. I’m thinking of going to the guest house soon too. There are plenty of rooms here, so use them however you feel comfortable.”

“What, can’t I go see it too?”

Then Peng Daesan shook his head.

“ Now that I think about it, Tangnan, what she said wasn’t so wrong. Moreover, if you have been representing the female priesthood, you will have to receive a separate guest invitation. I’ll stop by tomorrow morning and go say hello to the leader together.”

“Is that so?”

And then Paeng Daesan got up from his seat.

“Going already?”

“What can I do if I stay? ah. If you’re hungry, I left Sorongpo and gyoza in the kitchen under your name, so you can find them and eat them.”

“Ool. mountain! Hiya, thank you, I will enjoy it.”

“It’s no big deal. Well then, see you tomorrow.”

And then he leaves without even looking back.

Cheong, who was left alone, leaned back on his chair and looked at the back for a moment, then as if he remembered something, he jumped up and shouted.

“Jumsoy! Please serve the dish entrusted to me in Seomun-cheong’s name!”