"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 123 - Is getting old a senior citizen?
Shouting out loud, Lee Shin-woong, who stood up from his seat, hesitated for a moment.
The reaction of the restaurant guests is very cold.
Immediately, the three men and women in the front row glanced at each other and continued the conversation with a smile.
The two men and women sitting next to him didn't even look at each other.
Is it like the feeling of shouting alone in a deaf world?
The old and young people involved were added.
They didn't give a glance as if it had nothing to do with them.
There are some customers far away, but they just eat because the atmosphere of the restaurant is calm.
For a moment, Lee Shin-woong thought he was an idiot.
He seems to have reacted too sensitively to the word ‘human butcher’.
In a corner of my mind, the thought "Maybe they were really discussing bushido" crossed my mind.
That said, he couldn't sit back in this situation. Because that really makes you an idiot.
Lee Shin-woong strode to the seat of the old man and the young man.
“Let's hear it, they've been denigrating knights as human butchers since earlier... … .”
In an instant, Yeonjeokha cut off his words.
“Listen, since earlier, you have nothing to do with the elder, so why are you so excited? Are you a big deal? Are you sticking with it?”
“What, what?”
Lee Shin-woong was taken aback by the straightforward young man's words.
If he is a hundred absolute swords in Shandong, there is no one who does not know him. However, this guy was saying that he was neither a great fighter nor a master.
A fire soared inside, but Lee Shin-woong couldn't even open his mouth. Who in the world would go around saying “I’m Daehyeop” and “Gogo demand” with their mouths?
Lee Shin-woong, who thought it would be a loss to talk with a young guy, changed his opponent to an old man.
“Look. Who are you to call a knight a human butcher? Seeing that he is wearing a sword, he looks like a Moorim man. Let's listen to that handsome nickname.”
Gucheonno also muttered with a sad face.
“You old man with no manners. Isn’t it in order for him to reveal who he is?”
In an instant, Lee Shin-woong's eyes became sharp.
However, since the old man's point was not particularly wrong, he gritted his teeth and replied.
“Nobu says that he is Lee Shin-woong, the Baekjeolgeom of Baekgeommun. What is your last name?”
“You don’t have to know.”
“Kuh! How dare you make fun of me!”
Angry Lee Shin-woong burst into a roar.
A loud sound rang through the restaurant.
Some of the customers in the corner seats moved their hips with surprised faces. Looking at his anxious face, he seems to be contemplating whether he should avoid the seat or not.
As the atmosphere intensified, So Mu-jin of the white fire sword hurriedly got up from his seat and approached Shin-woong Lee.
“Priest, please be patient.”
So Mu-jin lightly pressed Shin-woong Lee on the shoulder to calm his excitement and then turned to the old man.
“Nohyeong, Nobu is Somujin, the White Swordsman of the White Swordsman. If he wasn't determined to fight, wouldn't he need to provoke his opponent to this extent?”
"joy! It was the old man who stimulated me, not me. You should be lucky to know that Confucius and I were safe even after arguing with you. How dare you use a butcher sword?”
In fact, Heartache has heard the nickname of Baekjeolgeom a long time ago. Baekjeolgeom is a provincial master, and this is why his name is known even in Henan.
‘Baekjeolgeom’ is a nickname given by members of the political faction and means ‘he killed as many Sapa masters’. For that reason, among the Sapa people, he was called the 'butcher sword'.
When they heard the word “butcher sword,” So Mu-jin and Lee Shin-woong’s faces hardened.
In particular, Somujin took a fresh look at the swords of the old man and the young man.
The Sapas are the only ones who call Baekjeolgeom as Butcher Sword. As Lee Shin-woong speculated, it could have been related to the thieves of Mt. Guseon.
It is time for So Mujin to reach out his hand for the sword handle.
Seol Cha-su, who was worse than that, got up from his seat and showed up to So Mu-jin and Lee Shin-woong.
"hello? linemen. I am the leader of the Jeongju branch of the Justice alliance.”
So Moo-jin stopped his movements and looked at Cha-soo Seol with puzzled eyes.
It's because I don't understand why the Justice League suddenly pops up here.
“Two people in my party also belong to the Jeongju branch of the Justice alliance.”
“Oh, is that so? Nice to meet you. Our White Gate is also a member of the Justice alliance. But what about?”
“We are carrying out some kind of mission with those two. So, how about doing something that didn’t exist at this point?”
“How do I know if you guys really do these things?”
Lee Shin-woong, who was next to him, intervened.
“There's no way the Justice alliance is plotting something with Safar. Who are you to impersonate the Justice alliance!”
“Is that an impersonation? Really under the Lord's command... … .”
However, Shin-woong Lee did not want to listen to Cha-soo Seol.
"joy! It was said that it was a point-and-shoot, but now even the main lord is talking about it. How could the Lord of the Lords work with the Saffians! Even if such a thing were to happen, there was no way the kids would be put in the forefront like you. What the hell are you guys doing!”
Seol Cha-soo only blinked at Lee Shin-woong’s continued questioning.
At first, they said there was no way the Justice alliance could work with Sapa, but now they don't believe that they are young.
Yeonjeokha, who had been watching it, said to Simtong.
“It’s a mess. It's crazy. What is the rank of being old? I don't believe in being young. Old Sim don't live like that. Understand?"
“Heh, yes. It is the law that those who have no inherent ability put age first.”
The sarcastic conversation between the two finally made Somujin lose his temper.
"what! They are incompetent! You guys really want to die!”
When he showed hostility, his disciple Joo Yun-seong and Lee Shin-woong's disciple Won Ja-cheong came running.
At that time, Cheongun Sword Namgungcheon slowly rose from his seat.
“So Daehyeop, Lee Daehyeop, fix it.”
When another person intervened, Mujin So quickly calmed his anger.
Looking at it, he was outnumbered, so he wanted to distinguish between enemies and allies first.
“Who else are you?”
Mujin So was a little wary of his opponent, as he seemed to be in his thirties. In addition, even the prayers he emanated were unusual, so he was naturally cautious.
“My name is Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon.”
So Moo-jin and Lee Shin-woong's faces brightened a little at the word Cheongun Sword Namgungcheon.
It was because the Namgung family was a famous political faction, so they thought they would help them if necessary.
However, the expressions of So Moo-jin and Lee Shin-woong slightly distorted at the words that followed.
“Seol Sohyup and the members of the Justice alliance are right. And it's also true that those three are carrying out the work the Lord has specifically instructed. I can vouch for that. In fact, we are also in the same group.”
So Mujin carefully examined Namgungcheon.
Looking at his eyes full of luster and unusual manners, he is not below himself.
'Not good. not good.'
I quickly counted them with my eyes, and there were two Sapas and five Jeongpas, seven in all.
My stomach was boiling, but I tried to calm myself down.
Baekgeommun's enemies are not them, but the thieves of Mt. Guseon.
If I got hurt here, I might not be able to do what I was supposed to do.
"haha. I'll believe it because it's guaranteed by the Namgung family. I wish you good results.”
So Mu-jin even handed over a good word and turned around.
Lee Shin-woong, who had been fussing around, did not hold back as if he had grasped his mood.
That's when the four of you go back to your seats.
Yeon Jeok-ha said something as if he wanted to hear it.
“No, I didn’t believe it when someone said it was a child. How does Brother Cheon believe Namgungse is a human? There are no standards. It's completely up to you.”
“Hehe, Gongja-nim. Please do so. Originally, if you do not have strength, your eyes will increase.”
So Mujin clenched his fists, but he did not turn around.
Rather, he grabbed Lee Shin-woong's arm and returned to his seat.
They were people you would never see again if you avoided this place anyway.
He thought so.
***
close up close up
Four people are riding horses over the coffin road.
It is Somujin and his party who are going to help the Hahyeop Branch Village.
Lee Shin-woong, who was slightly behind, spurred on and approached So Moo-jin in the lead.
In line with that, Somujin's running speed slowed down a bit.
“Sahyung, the carriage is still following you. I don’t know their identity and intentions.”
The expression on Somujin's face as he glanced behind him darkened.
All the way from Jayojin's inn, a quadruped carriage was following them.
"It's just that they're going in the same direction."
Somujin hoped so.
If they had a relationship with the thieves of Mt. Guseon, nothing good would come of it.
“If not, what are you going to do?”
"well… … .”
Mujin So shrugged his shoulders.
Right now, I couldn't come up with a sharp number to adequately respond to.
“Huh! execution! Smoke! Suddenly smoke rises! There must be trouble in the village!”
At Lee Shin-woong’s words, So Moo-jin turned his gaze to the front.
Nothing had happened before, but black smoke was rising.
“It seems that the bandits are plundering the village again. Let's hurry!”
The face of So Mu-jin, who was running ahead, was distorted.
It's because the condition seems to be more serious than what Munju said.
He thought it lightly because he said, ‘Go and clean up the area around the Hahyeop village because there are bandits infested with it.
However, when I saw the dark acting, I didn't feel good for some reason.
This is because, in general, ordinary thieves do not commit arson like that.
Lee Shin-woong, who followed the brother-in-law, looked back at him with his worried eyes.
He felt uncomfortable as he ran to the bandits with unidentified Murim people attached to his back.
'It shouldn't be anything special.'
***
Lower Point Village.
In front of the diary of the remaining blood master standing in the center of the village, Zhangye dragged the village chief.
“Oops! Help me!”
Zhang Ye smiled and replied.
“You old man, who said he would kill you? Be good at answering the boss’s questions.”
“Yes, yes. Just speak.”
The chief bowed his head before a man in his fifties with a huge ax in his hand.
“A while ago, one of my subordinates said something. He said he saw a round, flat object made of stone here. Eight bells carved into it, do you have it?”
The village chief tilted his head with a puzzled face.
Then the song diary nodded.
At that moment, Zhang Ye brought a villager and brought him to the village chief.
blew his neck off
“Ugh! Why, why are you like this?”
The song diary asked again.
“If the answer I want doesn’t come out of your mouth right away, I will kill each person one by one. I'll ask again. Do you have a round object with eight bells carved on its eight sides?”
“What does the small man say at all… … .”
The village chief looked up at the thief with a frustrated face.
I wanted to give you everything you wanted. But you don't have to know what you want.
“Chief! Save me! please! Aww!”
In the meantime, another person's throat was cut.
Gok Diary glared at the village chief with lifelike eyes.
“You have a pretty heavy mouth. I'll raise the stakes and from now on, I'll do it with two people.”
A dozen thieves dragged out two women who appeared to be mother and daughter.
A woman hugged her little daughter and trembled.
The song diary said.
“Answer me. Where is the object with eight bells carved in all directions?”
“Soin is really… … . Huh!”
The village chief's eyes widened as he stopped talking.
It reminded me of seeing something similar at the Toji Shrine on the outskirts of town.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 123 - Is getting old a senior citizen?
Shouting out loud, Lee Shin-woong, who stood up from his seat, hesitated for a moment.
The reaction of the restaurant guests is very cold.
Immediately, the three men and women in the front row glanced at each other and continued the conversation with a smile.
The two men and women sitting next to him didn't even look at each other.
Is it like the feeling of shouting alone in a deaf world?
The old and young people involved were added.
They didn't give a glance as if it had nothing to do with them.
There are some customers far away, but they just eat because the atmosphere of the restaurant is calm.
For a moment, Lee Shin-woong thought he was an idiot.
He seems to have reacted too sensitively to the word ‘human butcher’.
In a corner of my mind, the thought "Maybe they were really discussing bushido" crossed my mind.
That said, he couldn't sit back in this situation. Because that really makes you an idiot.
Lee Shin-woong strode to the seat of the old man and the young man.
“Let's hear it, they've been denigrating knights as human butchers since earlier... … .”
In an instant, Yeonjeokha cut off his words.
“Listen, since earlier, you have nothing to do with the elder, so why are you so excited? Are you a big deal? Are you sticking with it?”
“What, what?”
Lee Shin-woong was taken aback by the straightforward young man's words.
If he is a hundred absolute swords in Shandong, there is no one who does not know him. However, this guy was saying that he was neither a great fighter nor a master.
A fire soared inside, but Lee Shin-woong couldn't even open his mouth. Who in the world would go around saying “I’m Daehyeop” and “Gogo demand” with their mouths?
Lee Shin-woong, who thought it would be a loss to talk with a young guy, changed his opponent to an old man.
“Look. Who are you to call a knight a human butcher? Seeing that he is wearing a sword, he looks like a Moorim man. Let's listen to that handsome nickname.”
Gucheonno also muttered with a sad face.
“You old man with no manners. Isn’t it in order for him to reveal who he is?”
In an instant, Lee Shin-woong's eyes became sharp.
However, since the old man's point was not particularly wrong, he gritted his teeth and replied.
“Nobu says that he is Lee Shin-woong, the Baekjeolgeom of Baekgeommun. What is your last name?”
“You don’t have to know.”
“Kuh! How dare you make fun of me!”
Angry Lee Shin-woong burst into a roar.
A loud sound rang through the restaurant.
Some of the customers in the corner seats moved their hips with surprised faces. Looking at his anxious face, he seems to be contemplating whether he should avoid the seat or not.
As the atmosphere intensified, So Mu-jin of the white fire sword hurriedly got up from his seat and approached Shin-woong Lee.
“Priest, please be patient.”
So Mu-jin lightly pressed Shin-woong Lee on the shoulder to calm his excitement and then turned to the old man.
“Nohyeong, Nobu is Somujin, the White Swordsman of the White Swordsman. If he wasn't determined to fight, wouldn't he need to provoke his opponent to this extent?”
"joy! It was the old man who stimulated me, not me. You should be lucky to know that Confucius and I were safe even after arguing with you. How dare you use a butcher sword?”
In fact, Heartache has heard the nickname of Baekjeolgeom a long time ago. Baekjeolgeom is a provincial master, and this is why his name is known even in Henan.
‘Baekjeolgeom’ is a nickname given by members of the political faction and means ‘he killed as many Sapa masters’. For that reason, among the Sapa people, he was called the 'butcher sword'.
When they heard the word “butcher sword,” So Mu-jin and Lee Shin-woong’s faces hardened.
In particular, Somujin took a fresh look at the swords of the old man and the young man.
The Sapas are the only ones who call Baekjeolgeom as Butcher Sword. As Lee Shin-woong speculated, it could have been related to the thieves of Mt. Guseon.
It is time for So Mujin to reach out his hand for the sword handle.
Seol Cha-su, who was worse than that, got up from his seat and showed up to So Mu-jin and Lee Shin-woong.
"hello? linemen. I am the leader of the Jeongju branch of the Justice alliance.”
So Moo-jin stopped his movements and looked at Cha-soo Seol with puzzled eyes.
It's because I don't understand why the Justice League suddenly pops up here.
“Two people in my party also belong to the Jeongju branch of the Justice alliance.”
“Oh, is that so? Nice to meet you. Our White Gate is also a member of the Justice alliance. But what about?”
“We are carrying out some kind of mission with those two. So, how about doing something that didn’t exist at this point?”
“How do I know if you guys really do these things?”
Lee Shin-woong, who was next to him, intervened.
“There's no way the Justice alliance is plotting something with Safar. Who are you to impersonate the Justice alliance!”
“Is that an impersonation? Really under the Lord's command... … .”
However, Shin-woong Lee did not want to listen to Cha-soo Seol.
"joy! It was said that it was a point-and-shoot, but now even the main lord is talking about it. How could the Lord of the Lords work with the Saffians! Even if such a thing were to happen, there was no way the kids would be put in the forefront like you. What the hell are you guys doing!”
Seol Cha-soo only blinked at Lee Shin-woong’s continued questioning.
At first, they said there was no way the Justice alliance could work with Sapa, but now they don't believe that they are young.
Yeonjeokha, who had been watching it, said to Simtong.
“It’s a mess. It's crazy. What is the rank of being old? I don't believe in being young. Old Sim don't live like that. Understand?"
“Heh, yes. It is the law that those who have no inherent ability put age first.”
The sarcastic conversation between the two finally made Somujin lose his temper.
"what! They are incompetent! You guys really want to die!”
When he showed hostility, his disciple Joo Yun-seong and Lee Shin-woong's disciple Won Ja-cheong came running.
At that time, Cheongun Sword Namgungcheon slowly rose from his seat.
“So Daehyeop, Lee Daehyeop, fix it.”
When another person intervened, Mujin So quickly calmed his anger.
Looking at it, he was outnumbered, so he wanted to distinguish between enemies and allies first.
“Who else are you?”
Mujin So was a little wary of his opponent, as he seemed to be in his thirties. In addition, even the prayers he emanated were unusual, so he was naturally cautious.
“My name is Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon.”
So Moo-jin and Lee Shin-woong's faces brightened a little at the word Cheongun Sword Namgungcheon.
It was because the Namgung family was a famous political faction, so they thought they would help them if necessary.
However, the expressions of So Moo-jin and Lee Shin-woong slightly distorted at the words that followed.
“Seol Sohyup and the members of the Justice alliance are right. And it's also true that those three are carrying out the work the Lord has specifically instructed. I can vouch for that. In fact, we are also in the same group.”
So Mujin carefully examined Namgungcheon.
Looking at his eyes full of luster and unusual manners, he is not below himself.
'Not good. not good.'
I quickly counted them with my eyes, and there were two Sapas and five Jeongpas, seven in all.
My stomach was boiling, but I tried to calm myself down.
Baekgeommun's enemies are not them, but the thieves of Mt. Guseon.
If I got hurt here, I might not be able to do what I was supposed to do.
"haha. I'll believe it because it's guaranteed by the Namgung family. I wish you good results.”
So Mu-jin even handed over a good word and turned around.
Lee Shin-woong, who had been fussing around, did not hold back as if he had grasped his mood.
That's when the four of you go back to your seats.
Yeon Jeok-ha said something as if he wanted to hear it.
“No, I didn’t believe it when someone said it was a child. How does Brother Cheon believe Namgungse is a human? There are no standards. It's completely up to you.”
“Hehe, Gongja-nim. Please do so. Originally, if you do not have strength, your eyes will increase.”
So Mujin clenched his fists, but he did not turn around.
Rather, he grabbed Lee Shin-woong's arm and returned to his seat.
They were people you would never see again if you avoided this place anyway.
He thought so.
***
close up close up
Four people are riding horses over the coffin road.
It is Somujin and his party who are going to help the Hahyeop Branch Village.
Lee Shin-woong, who was slightly behind, spurred on and approached So Moo-jin in the lead.
In line with that, Somujin's running speed slowed down a bit.
“Sahyung, the carriage is still following you. I don’t know their identity and intentions.”
The expression on Somujin's face as he glanced behind him darkened.
All the way from Jayojin's inn, a quadruped carriage was following them.
"It's just that they're going in the same direction."
Somujin hoped so.
If they had a relationship with the thieves of Mt. Guseon, nothing good would come of it.
“If not, what are you going to do?”
"well… … .”
Mujin So shrugged his shoulders.
Right now, I couldn't come up with a sharp number to adequately respond to.
“Huh! execution! Smoke! Suddenly smoke rises! There must be trouble in the village!”
At Lee Shin-woong’s words, So Moo-jin turned his gaze to the front.
Nothing had happened before, but black smoke was rising.
“It seems that the bandits are plundering the village again. Let's hurry!”
The face of So Mu-jin, who was running ahead, was distorted.
It's because the condition seems to be more serious than what Munju said.
He thought it lightly because he said, ‘Go and clean up the area around the Hahyeop village because there are bandits infested with it.
However, when I saw the dark acting, I didn't feel good for some reason.
This is because, in general, ordinary thieves do not commit arson like that.
Lee Shin-woong, who followed the brother-in-law, looked back at him with his worried eyes.
He felt uncomfortable as he ran to the bandits with unidentified Murim people attached to his back.
'It shouldn't be anything special.'
***
Lower Point Village.
In front of the diary of the remaining blood master standing in the center of the village, Zhangye dragged the village chief.
“Oops! Help me!”
Zhang Ye smiled and replied.
“You old man, who said he would kill you? Be good at answering the boss’s questions.”
“Yes, yes. Just speak.”
The chief bowed his head before a man in his fifties with a huge ax in his hand.
“A while ago, one of my subordinates said something. He said he saw a round, flat object made of stone here. Eight bells carved into it, do you have it?”
The village chief tilted his head with a puzzled face.
Then the song diary nodded.
At that moment, Zhang Ye brought a villager and brought him to the village chief.
blew his neck off
“Ugh! Why, why are you like this?”
The song diary asked again.
“If the answer I want doesn’t come out of your mouth right away, I will kill each person one by one. I'll ask again. Do you have a round object with eight bells carved on its eight sides?”
“What does the small man say at all… … .”
The village chief looked up at the thief with a frustrated face.
I wanted to give you everything you wanted. But you don't have to know what you want.
“Chief! Save me! please! Aww!”
In the meantime, another person's throat was cut.
Gok Diary glared at the village chief with lifelike eyes.
“You have a pretty heavy mouth. I'll raise the stakes and from now on, I'll do it with two people.”
A dozen thieves dragged out two women who appeared to be mother and daughter.
A woman hugged her little daughter and trembled.
The song diary said.
“Answer me. Where is the object with eight bells carved in all directions?”
“Soin is really… … . Huh!”
The village chief's eyes widened as he stopped talking.
It reminded me of seeing something similar at the Toji Shrine on the outskirts of town.
