"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 2 - Good things don't come alone
Jang Ha-eun shook her head.
The amount of devotion the head of the Seonwu family puts into the Namgung family is hard to fathom.
However, Namgung Byeok, her husband, maintained a certain distance from Seonwoo Sega despite being from the same Murim Sega.
One day, it was so strange that I asked why, and the answer was spectacular. Do you think it's because if you get closer, the Seonwu family will bring up the topic of marriage?
At her wife's point, Namgung Byeok said confidently.
She said, "I can't live with his will just because he doesn't like it?"
“Ah, yes. Let's find out. But I'm curious about the reason why they became sworn brothers in seven days.”
“Heh heh heh.”
At his wife's words, Namgung Byeok just laughed.
She couldn't stand it, so she joined Namgungcheon.
“Father, I am also very curious. In the world, my father's brother-in-law is only Uncle Yeon. How did you become a sworn brother?”
“Okay. It's not like there's anything mysterious or complicated about it. To be honest, we saved each other's life once. In the process, we became able to trust each other, and we were able to come together.”
“Wow! Uncle Yeon saved my father?”
Namgungcheon looked at her father with her surprised eyes.
I can't believe that my father, who is called the Sword King, got help from someone else.
Is Uncle Yeon's martial arts so outstanding?
“There are rumors in Gangho that my father defeated the famous school together with Uncle Yeon... … . I didn't know there was such a story."
“Didn’t they originally tell you to believe only half of the rumors?”
“Yes? Was it really that much?”
Namgungcheon has a rather surprised face.
Namgung Byeok looked at her son intently and said,
“The famous cult was not an ordinary cult as people knew. they… … It had unimaginable power. At that time, it was really our luck that we were able to defeat them together with Uncle Yeon.”
Namgung Byeok shook her head excitedly, as if the thought of it was terrifying.
“Is Uncle Yeon’s true moon sword technique that good?”
“Chamwol sword method? Tsk! Where's the name! Uncle Yeon’s sword practice is not the same as the true moon sword method.”
"yes? then? something?”
In front of her curious family, Namgung Byeok recalled the incident from six years ago.
The Yeonhwan attack from the five elders of the famous church was at a climax level that made me shudder even thinking about it again.
It's been a long time since I've been in the middle of a long time since I've been in the middle of a long time. If he did not do his best, the crisis of desperation, in which he could die first, continued to come.
Then, the moment he was prepared to die due to exhaustion of physical strength, a miracle happened.
Yeonmu-ryong jumped in like a tiger.
Behind the road on which he ran, the famous religious warriors of the famous school collapsed like bales of rice.
I found out later Just as he easily saw famous religious churches, they also did not prepare for the unknown Yeonmu-ryong.
As a result, life and death were divided on both sides.
The Yeon Hwan attack, which was meticulously engaged with Yeonmuryong's performance, was disrupted.
When the elders of Yumyeonggyo were hesitant, Yeonmu-ryong took advantage of the momentum and killed one of the elders.
Even now, I can't forget that scene.
Apparently, nine strands of black air fell from the blue sky.
Eight of them fortified the eight directions, and the other one was pierced into the body of a famous religious elder. No one could avoid it, it was indeed a swordsman of the heavenly martial arts.
In that brief moment when the other four elders were startled by his sword skills, he poured out the king's sword skills that he himself had been saving until the end.
The famous church, which lost five elders on the spot, was in disarray.
Wolhaseonja, the head of the family, ran away after being hit by Yeonmuryong's sword skill.
Although he lost Dangju during the marriage, Gangnam's famed bridge disappeared from the world after that day.
After the fight with Yumyeong-gyo, Yeonmu-ryong was called the true moon swordsman.
It contains the wish of people who hope that the moonlighter will not appear again.
On the day he burned the signboard of the famous church, I asked him what swordsmith he had seen the day before.
“It is called the Nine Heavenly Sword. It is a swordsmith that has been passed down in the Yeon family.”
Even now, when he thinks of that day, his heart flutters.
“The swordsmith that younger brother Yeon learned was Gucheon Sword. It can be said that it is comparable to the home appliance season of our Namgung family.”
"omg! Are you that good?”
At his father's words, Namgungcheon's mouth fell open.
“The swordsmith I saw that day was like that.”
“Then, why is Uncle Yeon’s school suspension not known to the world?”
Namgungcheon tilted her head as if she couldn't understand.
In an instant, a faint smile appeared on Namgung Byeok's face.
It was the same question he threw to Yeonmu-ryong in front of the temple of the famous religion.
"That's because the Nine Heavenly Sword and the Hyeongyeong (玄女經) have not been completely transmitted."
"ah! Is that Uncle Yeon’s martial art?”
“Yes, it is said that those two festivals have been handed down from ancient times to the Yeon family… … . Unfortunately, it is said to have been gradually lost over the years.”
"iced coffee! what a waste!"
A sigh escaped Namgungcheon's mouth.
The Gucheon Sword and the Hyeongyeong.
Even hearing the name gives me a strange feeling.
Jang Ha-eun, who was quietly listening to her husband's story, murmured.
“Hearing the name of Jeolhak, it sounds like a Taoist family.”
“Maybe if you felt that way.”
Namgungcheon nodded her head.
Zhang Ha-eun said that she was the daughter of a shamanist elder. She grew up in a shamanist sect and she studied Taoism from an early age. That's what she said, so it's almost certain.
“Whoops! I guess it's because I've heard a lot of stories about Gucheonhyeonnyeo (九天玄女). Gutcheon Sword and Hyeonnyeokyung?”
“Listening to your story, it sounds like something similar.”
Young Namgung-yeon looked at Jang Ha-eun's face.
It seems that he was quite curious about who Gucheonhyeonnyeo was.
Jang Ha-eun stroked her daughter's hair.
“Do you want to know who Gucheonhyeonnyeo is?”
"yes."
“Gucheonhyeonnyeo is a fairy from the ancient age. When Emperor Huang (黃帝, Heon Yuan) fought Chi You (蚩尤), she gave him martial arts. After she saved Songgang, the hero of Liangshan Park, she even gave him three books of heaven.”
"and! Warfare and heavenly books?”
Namgungcheon's eyes widened.
“Yes, that’s why Taoists believe that the nine-thousand sages help emperors and heroes so that they can do great things for her.”
“Mother, if there is such a fairy, I would like to meet her.”
Jang Ha-eun let out a smile at Namgung-cheon's words.
“Good things never come alone.”
Jang Ha-eun's words had a strange aftertaste.
So, the family members of Namgung Sega who were riding in her carriage did not open their mouths any more.
***
Four children stood in front of Baek Mi-joo.
Baek Mi-joo carefully examined each of the children. I didn't miss a scratch on my skin or a wrinkle on my clothes.
The 14-year-old Yeonmubaek was impeccably prepared.
Baek Mi-joo looked at her haze bag with her meaningful eyes.
"Understand? You have to do your best today.”
"four."
A light of tension was evident on the face of Hyeonmubaek.
“Don’t be so rigid. And since you're the older brother among your peers, you should treat Namgoongyeon kindly. You know what I mean?”
"yes!"
"no. Girls don't like it if you're too rigid like you are now. Her words are always kind and gentle. Got it?”
“Mother, don’t worry too much.”
The smoke bag smiled awkwardly.
She had been listening to her ears for days.
Her mother told Namgoong-yeon that she must look good unconditionally. So, is it good for her to go to Namgung Sega and learn martial arts from her uncle?
She looks good for a young girl, I don't know what kind of relationship she has with learning martial arts at Namgung Sega, but she says she should, so she intends to work hard.
Baek Mi-joo turned her head only after confirming the determined look in her haze bag.
Eleven-year-old Yeon Seung-baek was also tolerable, except for a few scratches on his face from a tree branch.
“You should also treat your uncle's daughter well. Don't be kidding me, do whatever you ask me to do. Understand?"
"yes."
Baek Mi-joo did not know who Nam Gung-yeon might like, so she gave attention to her second son.
The next person to look at is now a nine-year-old speaker.
Seolju was a tomboy by nature and could not stand still even for a second.
Baek Mi-joo repeatedly cautioned such a speaker.
“Seolju, don’t disturb your clothes until Uncle’s family arrives.”
"huh."
“What is ‘yes’! Now that I'm grown up, I should answer 'yes'."
“Oh, okay.”
“Ugh! Again. Say, ‘Okay’.”
“Yes, I got it!”
“Where is this screaming? When uncle's family comes, act calmly. Understand?"
“Ah, yes.”
It was still dry, but white rice wine was not pointed out anymore for fear of adverse effects.
Finally, Baek Mi-joo glanced at Yeonjeok-ha.
Just looking at his tiny face makes his fist clenched.
The child of the housemaid who ate Yeon Mu-ryong's life and buried the future of Waryong-jang in the gutter stood with his shoulders shrunken in line with the theme.
Seeing that intimidated appearance makes me even more angry.
Baek Mi-joo, with a sudden 'crying heart', said as she pinched Yeon Jeok-ha's arm with all her might.
“Why are you standing there like an idiot? If you see someone you don't know, you know who's bothering you. Can't you stand upright?"
“Ugh!”
A short scream escaped from his mouth.
Still, Baek Mi-joo grabbed Yeonjeok-ha's small shoulders and shook him fiercely.
“What is it that hurts? Tighten your back and stand upright! upright!"
The head of a six-year-old child who was swayed by the power of an adult was shaking like crazy.
While shaking violently, I bit my lips that were in love.
Belatedly, Baek Mi-joo, who discovered that Yeonjeok-ha's lips had burst, hit the child's head.
puck.
“Why are you biting your lip and making a fuss! Are you harassing yourself to see the guests? Will a young guy already become a person like that? If your mother couldn't play the role of a human being, shouldn't you do well too!”
"wrong… … I did it… … .”
As the stars flashed, Yeon jeokha's head shrank like a turtle.
“If people want to speak, they have to be clear! tell me how many times! Did I tell you to speak clearly so that others can understand? didn't you? huh? Answer me!"
white rice wine index fingerHe mercilessly stabbed Yeon jeokha's upper body with his rhythm. Every time that happened, Yeon jeokha's small body swayed like a tree hit by a typhoon.
“I did… … uh… … yo. this."
"What are you saying? I can't speak straight! Are you rebelling now?”
Excited, Baek Mi-joo grabbed the hair below the ears of Yeonjeok-ha and lifted it up with all her might.
Yeon jeokha's head, which had been tucked in like a turtle, rose into the sky this time.
He lifted his head while standing on tiptoe in response to the pain of his tender flesh being ripped off.
"ouch! ouch!"
“What is it that hurts? who hits you to answer! answer!”
The young man's face went white.
"I did it! I did it! sorry!"
Baek Mi-joo let go of her strength at the out-of-breath scream.
Then, Yeonjeokha's head was buried between her shoulders again like a turtle.
Baek Mi-joo brushed off the soft hair under Yeonjeok-jae that clung to her fingers.
Then, as she tied and touched the crumpled clothes under her skirt, she said calmly.
“If you’re a human kid too, don’t make trouble. If you do something wrong, people will curse at you. Got it?”
"yes… … .”
[T.L :- AgusTus]
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 2 - Good things don't come alone
Jang Ha-eun shook her head.
The amount of devotion the head of the Seonwu family puts into the Namgung family is hard to fathom.
However, Namgung Byeok, her husband, maintained a certain distance from Seonwoo Sega despite being from the same Murim Sega.
One day, it was so strange that I asked why, and the answer was spectacular. Do you think it's because if you get closer, the Seonwu family will bring up the topic of marriage?
At her wife's point, Namgung Byeok said confidently.
She said, "I can't live with his will just because he doesn't like it?"
“Ah, yes. Let's find out. But I'm curious about the reason why they became sworn brothers in seven days.”
“Heh heh heh.”
At his wife's words, Namgung Byeok just laughed.
She couldn't stand it, so she joined Namgungcheon.
“Father, I am also very curious. In the world, my father's brother-in-law is only Uncle Yeon. How did you become a sworn brother?”
“Okay. It's not like there's anything mysterious or complicated about it. To be honest, we saved each other's life once. In the process, we became able to trust each other, and we were able to come together.”
“Wow! Uncle Yeon saved my father?”
Namgungcheon looked at her father with her surprised eyes.
I can't believe that my father, who is called the Sword King, got help from someone else.
Is Uncle Yeon's martial arts so outstanding?
“There are rumors in Gangho that my father defeated the famous school together with Uncle Yeon... … . I didn't know there was such a story."
“Didn’t they originally tell you to believe only half of the rumors?”
“Yes? Was it really that much?”
Namgungcheon has a rather surprised face.
Namgung Byeok looked at her son intently and said,
“The famous cult was not an ordinary cult as people knew. they… … It had unimaginable power. At that time, it was really our luck that we were able to defeat them together with Uncle Yeon.”
Namgung Byeok shook her head excitedly, as if the thought of it was terrifying.
“Is Uncle Yeon’s true moon sword technique that good?”
“Chamwol sword method? Tsk! Where's the name! Uncle Yeon’s sword practice is not the same as the true moon sword method.”
"yes? then? something?”
In front of her curious family, Namgung Byeok recalled the incident from six years ago.
The Yeonhwan attack from the five elders of the famous church was at a climax level that made me shudder even thinking about it again.
It's been a long time since I've been in the middle of a long time since I've been in the middle of a long time. If he did not do his best, the crisis of desperation, in which he could die first, continued to come.
Then, the moment he was prepared to die due to exhaustion of physical strength, a miracle happened.
Yeonmu-ryong jumped in like a tiger.
Behind the road on which he ran, the famous religious warriors of the famous school collapsed like bales of rice.
I found out later Just as he easily saw famous religious churches, they also did not prepare for the unknown Yeonmu-ryong.
As a result, life and death were divided on both sides.
The Yeon Hwan attack, which was meticulously engaged with Yeonmuryong's performance, was disrupted.
When the elders of Yumyeonggyo were hesitant, Yeonmu-ryong took advantage of the momentum and killed one of the elders.
Even now, I can't forget that scene.
Apparently, nine strands of black air fell from the blue sky.
Eight of them fortified the eight directions, and the other one was pierced into the body of a famous religious elder. No one could avoid it, it was indeed a swordsman of the heavenly martial arts.
In that brief moment when the other four elders were startled by his sword skills, he poured out the king's sword skills that he himself had been saving until the end.
The famous church, which lost five elders on the spot, was in disarray.
Wolhaseonja, the head of the family, ran away after being hit by Yeonmuryong's sword skill.
Although he lost Dangju during the marriage, Gangnam's famed bridge disappeared from the world after that day.
After the fight with Yumyeong-gyo, Yeonmu-ryong was called the true moon swordsman.
It contains the wish of people who hope that the moonlighter will not appear again.
On the day he burned the signboard of the famous church, I asked him what swordsmith he had seen the day before.
“It is called the Nine Heavenly Sword. It is a swordsmith that has been passed down in the Yeon family.”
Even now, when he thinks of that day, his heart flutters.
“The swordsmith that younger brother Yeon learned was Gucheon Sword. It can be said that it is comparable to the home appliance season of our Namgung family.”
"omg! Are you that good?”
At his father's words, Namgungcheon's mouth fell open.
“The swordsmith I saw that day was like that.”
“Then, why is Uncle Yeon’s school suspension not known to the world?”
Namgungcheon tilted her head as if she couldn't understand.
In an instant, a faint smile appeared on Namgung Byeok's face.
It was the same question he threw to Yeonmu-ryong in front of the temple of the famous religion.
"That's because the Nine Heavenly Sword and the Hyeongyeong (玄女經) have not been completely transmitted."
"ah! Is that Uncle Yeon’s martial art?”
“Yes, it is said that those two festivals have been handed down from ancient times to the Yeon family… … . Unfortunately, it is said to have been gradually lost over the years.”
"iced coffee! what a waste!"
A sigh escaped Namgungcheon's mouth.
The Gucheon Sword and the Hyeongyeong.
Even hearing the name gives me a strange feeling.
Jang Ha-eun, who was quietly listening to her husband's story, murmured.
“Hearing the name of Jeolhak, it sounds like a Taoist family.”
“Maybe if you felt that way.”
Namgungcheon nodded her head.
Zhang Ha-eun said that she was the daughter of a shamanist elder. She grew up in a shamanist sect and she studied Taoism from an early age. That's what she said, so it's almost certain.
“Whoops! I guess it's because I've heard a lot of stories about Gucheonhyeonnyeo (九天玄女). Gutcheon Sword and Hyeonnyeokyung?”
“Listening to your story, it sounds like something similar.”
Young Namgung-yeon looked at Jang Ha-eun's face.
It seems that he was quite curious about who Gucheonhyeonnyeo was.
Jang Ha-eun stroked her daughter's hair.
“Do you want to know who Gucheonhyeonnyeo is?”
"yes."
“Gucheonhyeonnyeo is a fairy from the ancient age. When Emperor Huang (黃帝, Heon Yuan) fought Chi You (蚩尤), she gave him martial arts. After she saved Songgang, the hero of Liangshan Park, she even gave him three books of heaven.”
"and! Warfare and heavenly books?”
Namgungcheon's eyes widened.
“Yes, that’s why Taoists believe that the nine-thousand sages help emperors and heroes so that they can do great things for her.”
“Mother, if there is such a fairy, I would like to meet her.”
Jang Ha-eun let out a smile at Namgung-cheon's words.
“Good things never come alone.”
Jang Ha-eun's words had a strange aftertaste.
So, the family members of Namgung Sega who were riding in her carriage did not open their mouths any more.
***
Four children stood in front of Baek Mi-joo.
Baek Mi-joo carefully examined each of the children. I didn't miss a scratch on my skin or a wrinkle on my clothes.
The 14-year-old Yeonmubaek was impeccably prepared.
Baek Mi-joo looked at her haze bag with her meaningful eyes.
"Understand? You have to do your best today.”
"four."
A light of tension was evident on the face of Hyeonmubaek.
“Don’t be so rigid. And since you're the older brother among your peers, you should treat Namgoongyeon kindly. You know what I mean?”
"yes!"
"no. Girls don't like it if you're too rigid like you are now. Her words are always kind and gentle. Got it?”
“Mother, don’t worry too much.”
The smoke bag smiled awkwardly.
She had been listening to her ears for days.
Her mother told Namgoong-yeon that she must look good unconditionally. So, is it good for her to go to Namgung Sega and learn martial arts from her uncle?
She looks good for a young girl, I don't know what kind of relationship she has with learning martial arts at Namgung Sega, but she says she should, so she intends to work hard.
Baek Mi-joo turned her head only after confirming the determined look in her haze bag.
Eleven-year-old Yeon Seung-baek was also tolerable, except for a few scratches on his face from a tree branch.
“You should also treat your uncle's daughter well. Don't be kidding me, do whatever you ask me to do. Understand?"
"yes."
Baek Mi-joo did not know who Nam Gung-yeon might like, so she gave attention to her second son.
The next person to look at is now a nine-year-old speaker.
Seolju was a tomboy by nature and could not stand still even for a second.
Baek Mi-joo repeatedly cautioned such a speaker.
“Seolju, don’t disturb your clothes until Uncle’s family arrives.”
"huh."
“What is ‘yes’! Now that I'm grown up, I should answer 'yes'."
“Oh, okay.”
“Ugh! Again. Say, ‘Okay’.”
“Yes, I got it!”
“Where is this screaming? When uncle's family comes, act calmly. Understand?"
“Ah, yes.”
It was still dry, but white rice wine was not pointed out anymore for fear of adverse effects.
Finally, Baek Mi-joo glanced at Yeonjeok-ha.
Just looking at his tiny face makes his fist clenched.
The child of the housemaid who ate Yeon Mu-ryong's life and buried the future of Waryong-jang in the gutter stood with his shoulders shrunken in line with the theme.
Seeing that intimidated appearance makes me even more angry.
Baek Mi-joo, with a sudden 'crying heart', said as she pinched Yeon Jeok-ha's arm with all her might.
“Why are you standing there like an idiot? If you see someone you don't know, you know who's bothering you. Can't you stand upright?"
“Ugh!”
A short scream escaped from his mouth.
Still, Baek Mi-joo grabbed Yeonjeok-ha's small shoulders and shook him fiercely.
“What is it that hurts? Tighten your back and stand upright! upright!"
The head of a six-year-old child who was swayed by the power of an adult was shaking like crazy.
While shaking violently, I bit my lips that were in love.
Belatedly, Baek Mi-joo, who discovered that Yeonjeok-ha's lips had burst, hit the child's head.
puck.
“Why are you biting your lip and making a fuss! Are you harassing yourself to see the guests? Will a young guy already become a person like that? If your mother couldn't play the role of a human being, shouldn't you do well too!”
"wrong… … I did it… … .”
As the stars flashed, Yeon jeokha's head shrank like a turtle.
“If people want to speak, they have to be clear! tell me how many times! Did I tell you to speak clearly so that others can understand? didn't you? huh? Answer me!"
white rice wine index fingerHe mercilessly stabbed Yeon jeokha's upper body with his rhythm. Every time that happened, Yeon jeokha's small body swayed like a tree hit by a typhoon.
“I did… … uh… … yo. this."
"What are you saying? I can't speak straight! Are you rebelling now?”
Excited, Baek Mi-joo grabbed the hair below the ears of Yeonjeok-ha and lifted it up with all her might.
Yeon jeokha's head, which had been tucked in like a turtle, rose into the sky this time.
He lifted his head while standing on tiptoe in response to the pain of his tender flesh being ripped off.
"ouch! ouch!"
“What is it that hurts? who hits you to answer! answer!”
The young man's face went white.
"I did it! I did it! sorry!"
Baek Mi-joo let go of her strength at the out-of-breath scream.
Then, Yeonjeokha's head was buried between her shoulders again like a turtle.
Baek Mi-joo brushed off the soft hair under Yeonjeok-jae that clung to her fingers.
Then, as she tied and touched the crumpled clothes under her skirt, she said calmly.
“If you’re a human kid too, don’t make trouble. If you do something wrong, people will curse at you. Got it?”
"yes… … .”
[T.L :- AgusTus]
