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Published at 8th of May 2023 03:19:51 PM


Chapter 241

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"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus

Chapter 241 - Is it my turn now?

 

 

 

 

 

 

After the conversation with Kunlun Samseon and Yeonjeokha, Sword King Namgung Byeok called Namgungyeon separately.

 

It was to finalize the future battle plan.

 

Although he did not have an official title, Jujakdae trusted Namgungyeon more than the musketeer.

 

So far, her daughter's predictions have never been wrong.

 

It is also thanks to her advice that she won a landslide victory in the battle that took place on the way from Nanjing to Chili Hachon.

 

As Namgung Yeon approached, Namgung Byeok glanced around her.

 

Those who have been accustomed to her father-daughter meetings in the meantime seem to think so.

 

“Have you seen the magicians of Jemadan? They said that Kunlun Samseon wouldn't be very helpful. This operation is to check Jemadan's ability, but I'm worried about what to do.”

 

Namgoongyeon, who had been listening quietly, opened her mouth.

 

“Chunjimaeng’s Jemadae is generally well-received. It's different from the main team's Jemadan. They picked out the controversial ones and sent them.”

 

“Is it like that?”

 

“Because there are many people who don’t want Namgoong Sega to return to her original place.”

 

“If not, the law we have… … .”

 

“Don't expect it. Unless it's a divination or exorcism ritual, it won't be very helpful on the battlefield.”

 

“Huh! I really want it.”

 

When Namgung Byeok heard such a story from her daughter, she was stunned.

 

“Since Jeokha also returned the dharma treasure, the only thing to trust is the Kunlun Three Lines.”

 

“It’s not necessarily like that.”

 

“Have you ever sought a Buddhist treasure from a shaman or a good family?”

 

In addition to the Namgung family, there are the Mudang faction and Seonwu family in the Jujakdae.

 

Namgung Byeok misunderstood that they secretly secured the Dharma.

 

"no. It's a story about loading.”

 

“Why is the yeon?”

 

“I've seen Waryonggeom up close, too. It was a sword made by a master of Luoyang. The swords specially made to order at Waryongjang have the word ‘Waryong’ engraved on the blade.”

 

“I know that, but wasn’t the war dragon sword of the enemy a little more special?”

 

It was known in the Cheonji League that the former owner of the waryong sword met Giyeon and became a Buddhist priest.

 

“I have heard rumors about the dragon sword. But that's just baseless nonsense. The former owner of the waryong sword was Yeonmu-do. He was an extremely ordinary master who went up and down with his students. I've never even talked about the Waryong Sword before I was alive.”

 

"Then your yeon jeok-ha swordsmanship is that good?"

 

Namgung Byeok tilted her head.

 

It is a monster that gave up even the top 10 masters of the world, the Merchant Mugeuk and the apprenticeship.

 

It was an excessive speculation that Yeon Jeok-ha killed it without the help of Beopbo.

 

"Father, you've never seen brother swordsmanship, have you?"

 

“I have heard the story a few times. Is there anything special about his swordplay?”

 

“In addition to the Gucheonsaebeop, he uses a sword technique called the Gucheongugeom.”

 

“Nine thousand nine swords?”

 

Namgung Byeok showed interest in the unusual name.

 

He knew Waryongjang's swordsmanship as clearly as if he were looking into the palm of his hand.

 

He kept the haze bag for ten years and looked at it tirelessly.

 

However, the Gucheongu sword is a sword technique that I have never heard of.

 

Yeon Moo-ryong, the swordsman of Chamwol, which is on the agenda, has never said anything about the Gucheongu sword.

 

“Yes, he said that Gucheonhyeonnyeo taught him.”

 

Saying that, Namgungyeon smiled unconsciously.

 

It reminded me of his face as he told a strange story seriously no matter who heard it.

 

“Hmm! so?"

 

“Even before, I thought it was a joke and threw it away. But seeing Jeokha return the Waryong Sword without any regrets made me think again.”

 

“Which part do you mean?”

 

“I don’t live my life looking at other people’s eyes. He does as his heart goes. He's purer than anyone else, but he's as selfish as that. He is like a child.”

 

At that part, Namgung Byeok nodded her head.

 

Certainly, he was as innocent as a child, but he was also extremely selfish. It can be seen from the fact that he shuts down his Samjang to get revenge.

 

“Without hesitation, he released the dragon sword right on the spot. Maybe his body knows. That the dragon sword is not special to you.”

 

“Are you saying that if the Waryongsword was the Beopbo, the brother would not have returned it?”

 

"yes. He's not stupid. Even if the world cursed him, he would not have returned it.”

 

“Hmm! An yeon jeok-ha swordsman could be just as lethal to monsters as the Dharma?”

 

“For now, entrust the monsters to Jemadan and the yeon jeok-ha. It is not too late to put Kunlun Samseon into service even after that.”

 

“As you know, Jemadan are people who are far from martial arts. Without an escort, it's like a candle in the wind. Do you have any precautions to protect them?”

 

“First, Father, please get the monster's attention. At that time, the magicians of Jemadan attack the monster from the rear. You'll know with just one chance. If they fail, just drop in your load. Jemadan should be evacuated to a safe place then. By that time, the monster's attention will be focused on my father and yeon .”

 

At her simple and clear explanation, Namgung Byeok nodded her head.

 

It was definitely the best way to check the abilities of the wizard and the enemy.

 

“Your eyes are the best, so you should take care of that.”

 

Not only did she have good eyesight, but she also excelled in martial arts, so there was no one more qualified than her.

 

 

 

The village chief came to the village synagogue with a box of apples.

 

It seems that he was sorry to receive money after renting a synagogue without anything.

 

Namgungse people carried boxes of apples and distributed them evenly.

 

Apples were a good gift for those who just ate dry food and had a dry mouth.

 

Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no-do also received apologies.

 

Yeon Jeok-ha roughly wiped the apple on his clothes and was about to eat it, but Namgung-yeon approached.

 

The couple that got up in a huddle came and went and disappeared with Namgung-yeon without a word.

 

She muttered as if she was envious of her old sim being left alone.

 

“It’s a good time. shit."

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

Southern directness.

 

Shinhyun Lee.

 

 

 

around noon.

 

One hundred and twenty-five Murim people entered the village.

 

It was Jujakdae who left Jeongju seven days ago.

 

There is no spot on this outskirt to accommodate one hundred and twenty-five people.

 

Namgung Byeok ordered Jujakdae to scatter for a meal and then gather again.

 

She and she went into a nearby spot with a small group of people.

 

Around the time the dish was served, the prefecture came with the officials after hearing rumors.

 

“It is an honor to meet you, Namgung Daehyeop. My name is Lee Sook-jae, the governor of Ri Shin-hyeon.”

 

“It’s the southern palace wall.”

 

Lee Sook-jae, with a sloppy face, complained as soon as the greeting was over.

 

“It is a river that is like the lifeline of Ri Shin-hyeon, who lives in Seobi. But now, no one can approach the river. A monster with horns on the top of its head goes back and forth in all directions, tearing and killing livestock and people at random... … . It's really about to die. In the country, they say, ‘This is what Cheonjimaeng did, so they will take care of it,’ is that correct?”

 

On behalf of Namgung Byeok, Merchant Yeonggyeol, a long-time shaman, answered.

 

"That's right. To be precise, it wasn't something that Cheonjimaeng did. Because famous schools are behind it. We are here to deal with the monsters created by the famous religion.”

 

" I see. Anyway, thank you for coming to deal with the monsters. Because of that monster, incidents and accidents are increasing, and I am very tired.”

 

“Do you have another business related to monsters?”

 

“Everyone has. It's a headache because of those who say to build a shrine to the demons and dedicate it.”

 

“Huh! A shrine to a demon?”

 

“Yes, there are quite a few people who want to build shrines and serve them. That's crazy. Demons are tearing people and livestock to pieces and killing them, what a sadang! I think the turmoil will subside if the warriors of Murim eradicate the monster as soon as possible.”

 

"haha. Just trust us and leave it to us. The fuss will be over tomorrow.”

 

The merchant Yeonggyeol believed in Jemadan and Kunlun Samseon and thumped loudly.

 

After that, Sukjae Lee asked for the treatment of the monster several times and went back.

 

Namgung Byeok hired a villager as a guide to guide the way to Seobiha.

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

Seo Biha.

 

 

 

Even in the middle of the day, it was difficult to find a single ant cub in the dock area.

 

Did you hear the sound of 120 people pretending to be there?

 

In the distance, a ‘Kreur’ sound was heard.

 

“Oops! It's a monster! Demons!”

 

The man who guided the way trembled with a white face.

 

Soon after, with the sound of ‘thump’ and shaking the earth, Ilgakma appeared.

 

“Kra-ra-ra-ra-.”

 

When Irma saw a human, he started screaming with a characteristic scream.

 

Suzakudae, who had experience with monsters, was generally calm, but the sorcerers were not.

 

The faces of the sorcerers were distorted to the point of feeling sorry for them.

 

I heard about it in Chiliha Village, but seeing it in person, it seems that my hamstrings are numb.

 

Namgung Byeok ran forward without delay.

 

He didn't have to make any extra effort to get the attention of the narrator.

 

When Namgung Byeok stabbed the narrator once, the narrator relentlessly followed him.

 

Namgung Byeok retreated toward Jujakdae while maintaining an appropriate distance from Ilgakmain.

 

“Now! Move on!”

 

When the ilgaks clung to Namgung Byeok, Namgung Yeon encouraged the magicians to move forward.

 

The sorcerers followed her reluctantly, like cattle being led to the slaughterhouse.

 

All manner of spells and amulets soon followed.

 

“Hope! From the primeval chaos, energy sprouted and became a great foundation. This is divided into yin and yang [盤古渾淪, qi萌大朴. division]... … .”

 

“Daegu Cheondo Wang Shin Chik Ah… … .”

 

When someone recited the Cheong-O-Gyeong at the top of their voice, another memorized Taeeulju, not to be outdone by it.

 

There were also those who sprayed amulets in the air like crazy.

 

Witchcraft is what it is, and they did their job regardless of the consequences.

 

The problem is the people with the law.

 

Yang Guan-chul, Qing Liu-sin, and Bok-jae hurriedly flinched with bewildered faces as they were pushed forward.

 

Unlike sorcerers who cast spells or chant from a distance, they must hit the monster directly.

 

It means that you have to get close to that monster that is terrible just to look at.

 

To a monster taller than seven feet tall (approximately 2 meters 10 centimeters) with a single horn sprouting from the top of its head like a goblin.

 

Yang Guanchul, who had the Thunderbolt Sword, did not move like a stone statue.

 

I get goosebumps when I see the black nails of a narcissist sprouting like a knife at the tip of his finger.

 

Every time it collided with the Sword King's sword, there was a 'can-can' sound.

 

It rang.

 

It seemed that just brushing against those nails would turn them into black powder made of byeokjo wood.

 

But after coming this far, I can't just walk away.

 

Conflicted, he moved forward hesitantly, thinking, “It’s better to be beaten first.”

 

Namgungyeon stood close to him.

 

As the two approached, Namgung Byeok slipped back to the side of Ilgak Mine.

 

The narwhal twisted the model towards him.

 

For a moment, some demons looked at Yang Guanchul and Namgungyeon, but he didn't show the slightest interest.

 

Namgung-yeon gave a short shout as the back of the ilgak ma-in was exposed.

 

“Poke it!”

 

As if bewitched by her cry, Yang Guanchul held out the Thunder God Sword.

 

widely-.

 

The tip of the Thunder God Sword touched the body of the Ilgak Demon, but that was all.

 

Some demons waved their hands at Namgung Byeok, not knowing what had touched his body.

 

wheeing wheeing wheeing-.

 

The half-moon-shaped river qi flew toward the body of the Namgung Byeok.

 

Namgung Byeok put all his energy into his sword body and destroyed all the strength of the Ilgak Demon.

 

In the meantime, Namgungyeon grabbed Yang Gwanchul by the back and quickly retreated behind her.

 

Namgungyeon's gaze, which had put down Yang Gwanchul as if tossing it, turned to Bokjaeja this time.

 

His bulging should also touch the body of the monster, so he should do it like Yang Gwanchul.

 

Bokjaeja took a step with the buljin.

 

As if Namgoong-yeon was annoyed, she grabbed his hand and ran to the ilgakma with her ceremonial skills.

 

Still, the narrator didn't even look back.

 

The saboteur brushed off the buttocks of the narcissist, but nothing happened.

 

Namgung-yeon grabbed him by the back and went back to the sorcerers.

 

With my daughter, my daughter, my daughter...

 

The quick-witted god of the clear stream hurriedly shook Socheon Mu-ryeong among the sorcerers.

 

He is telling that he doesn't have to go to the ilgak devil.

 

Yeon Jeok-ha approached Namgung-yeon, who was standing with a disappointed face.

 

“Sister, is it my turn now?”

 

"Huh. Please."





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