Return of Mount Hua Sect

"I……."

Baek Cheon opened his mouth cautiously, sweating.

"He, to that extent...….”

"What?"

The artisan of the Dangga, blood in his eyes, looked back at him. Even the world's Baek Cheon flinched back at the insanity of his eyes.

"Oh, no. It's because I'm worried. You don't have to do this.….”

"What do you think the seal is?”

"What? It's him……. Sword……."

"One iron sword! One iron sword! It's a bloody iron sword!"

“…….”

"Now they're the world's finest swords that can't be made anywhere else! But you want me to make it roughly?

"Oh, no, it's not like that.….”

"Get out of my way! Now!"

Baek Cheon eventually gave up further dissuasion and backed down helplessly.

Then Hwasan's disciples, who were watching from the back, rushed in.

"What?"

"...get out of my way."

“…….”

Hwasan's disciples looked weakly into the workshop.

'No, but do you really need to do that?'’

If you're putting your soul into making a sword, you won't stop it. I'd rather have cheered.

But that's not what artisans are doing now.

"You son of a b*tc*! The petals are off!"

"Can't you see it sticking out here? Here!"

"Well, d*mn it. It's too hard."

Each person with a chisel and hammer was clinging to a sword and groaning. Almost 10 days after sleeping, the Japanese apricot was being carved into the sword with red eyes.

"……That's just a random sword."

"I know. Isn't that all you can do to be pretty?"

"It's nice to be pretty, but...… but is there a need to puke blood like that?”

It was beyond the comprehension of the Hwasan disciples' mindsets.

"Growl."

"Hey, you're bothering me. Why are you collapsing? Get him out of here right now!

"Yes!"

And that's where the body and soul are going...….

Baek Cheon looked at Dang-Soso and said, "I'm nervous.

"Soso, I don't think we're on the same page, so tell me something."

"What?"

"You don't have to do this.….”

"What?"

“…….”

But he soon had to shut up. Dang-Soso's eyes are double wicks.

It's the pride of a master craftsman! Bogeom is meaningful when you look like a Bogum, just like food that looks good is good to eat! Have you ever seen a rough sword?"

"…none."

"The death penalty and death penalty, whatever they look like, would be nice to me, but they have a different stance on making it! What's more, it's a sword made by Danga. Are you going to take responsibility for that if you make it awkward and the other bickering guys tell you that you're out of your league? What?"

“…….”

Tired of her energy, Baek Cheon cringed his neck.

'No, why is he getting worse day by day.’

"This is a matter of pride! Party pride and pride are second to none in the world!"

"……Yes, I understand."

Eventually, Hwasan's disciples gave up persuading artisans.

"But what is Chung-Myung doing? If this happened, I would have been the first one to get angry, saying, "If you make such a good sword, will the plum print work better?"

"There it is.”

"What?"

"Hey."

Baek Cheon pointed over there with his chin.

Chung-Myung was on the table in front of the pavilion. He sat upright, cross-legged, and pulled out the sword in his hand in reverential movements.

The most reverent and serious……."Hahaha."

“…….”

"Giggling, giggling."

Baek Cheon muttered unconsciously as he watched Chung-Myung, whose lips almost reached his ears.

"You look the best you've ever felt.….”

"It wasn't that bad when I found the group."

"From the professional point of view, that's about as good as finding a tower made of gold."

Baek Cheon is smacking his lips.

"…I don't blame you."

"…Yes."

to envy

I'm so jealous.

Just as a bad ball is greedy for a good instrument, a test is basically greedy for a good sword.

I've seen several good weapons while dealing with old file rooms, but no sword I've ever seen could compare to what Chung-Myung is holding now.

"No, why does the old man have to do with him!"

"I know!"

"The old man now sprained his eyes...….Soso! It's my fault. Put that, that fist down.”

Now Jo-Gol, who almost got hit by his brother-in-law as well as the death penalty, flinched back.

Hwasan's disciples crept up to Chung-Myung as if they had promised.

"……Chung-Myung아."

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung lifted his head slightly.

"…Can you touch it just once?"

"No."

"No, I'm not going to swing, I'm just going to touch it...….”

Slap!

Chung-Myung slams Baek Cheon on the back of his hand as he approaches.

"Where do you think you're going to get your hands on a precious thing? Why don't you go away?"

"Oh, let's just touch it! It doesn't wear out!"

"Get out of here!"

Chung-Myung defended the sword like a poisoned wildcat. As if he would never give it away.

Baek Cheon and other disciples grinded their teeth.

"You cheap bastard!"

"The greedy one!"

Even though it is dirty and cheap, it is greedy, but the sword was amazing enough to keep eye on it. Anyone who uses a sword can't help but be tempted.

The sword attracted heavy attention, and when the sword was pulled out, I felt ecstatic.

"That's why you call it Bogum."

"That's enough to wear even if it doesn't get any better."

"I'll steal it."

When everyone was drooling while looking at the sword.

"It's over!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It's done!"

Finally, the long-awaited cheers burst out. Everyone's eyes turned towards the workshop.

In just 10 days, artisans, who had been skinned, came out carrying dozens of Han Cheol-gum with energetic eyes that did not match the mole.

"Silk! Silk!"

"Yes!"

In front of the workshop, silk was laid down and Han Cheol-gum was placed in line with O.

"You're peeling all the silk to lay the sword."

'Oh, my God, there's a sword that's so delayed.’

The fact that they would use the retarded sword began to flood with excitement.

"Where……."

Dang Gunnak, who walked out of the workshop, picked up an iron sword on top of the silk and pulled it out lightly.

I love you!

The silver sword appeared with a clear sound that made the ears happy.

"That's great."

A smile forms around Dang Gunnak's mouth.

Seeing perfectly coordinated weapons was meant to give the same excitement as appreciating a piece of art.

"Bring the anvil!"

"Yes!"

At Dang Gunnak's command, artisans rushed inside and groaned and moved the anvil.

"Here you are, my lord!"

"Get back."

When the artisans stepped back around the anvil, Dang Gunnak swung lightly at the anvil in his hand.

Just.

There was no particular noise. A large iron anvil made of whole castings split in half and split in two."Huh?"

Even Dang Gunnak, who wielded the sword, looked at the sword in surprise.

"The iron won't be tofu."

This time, I tried to bring back history. Then, the sword is full of sharpness. It's this powerful even if he swings, not a prosecutor, but I couldn't imagine how powerful it would be if Hwasan's inspectors used this sword.

"Yes, I think they're giving me something better than I thought...….”

"Stir……."

"Huh?"

Dang Gunnak, muttering, flinched and looked back. Before he knew it, Hwasan's disciples were standing behind him, almost drooling.

"Ha, can I swing around just once?”

"…I do."

"Thank you. You're a good man."

“…….”

Is this the kind of thing you're gonna hear?

Hwasan's disciples, each of whom quickly grabbed a sword placed on the floor, began to draw it and look around.

"Yee, this is very light, Sasook!"

"How can such a light sword be swung so strongly? What the hell…."

"Wow. That's why you use a good sword and a good sword."

"All the swords I've used so far feel like trash."

"I mean!"

Dang Gunnak smiled delightedly at their reaction.

"The one you used to use was made by Dangga.’

Don't you have to think before you speak, you bastards!

Dang Gunnak smacked his lips bitterly. But that reaction wasn't incomprehensible either. It's surprising for him, but how dare they?

"Thank you. Thank you very much."

Baek Cheon and other disciples ran to the craftsmen and bent their backs as if their faces were touching the ground.

"Ha ha, don't do this."

"No! I didn't expect such a good sword to come out. Thank you very much."

"Thank you! I'll buy you a big drink!"

"Oh, my. I heard you're a member of the Dead Sea Merchants Association. Isn't this a big deal?"

"Of course! Then I'd rather take you to the upper house."

"Hahahaha. That's enough, boy."

The craftsmen laughed and laughed proudly.

'They're so weird.’

No matter how much they belong to the party, it's a blacksmith. They are not treated so highly in the world.

Some of the people who have been asked to give goods to the party have thanked their owners, but none have bowed their heads to them.

'Hwasan.'

What an interesting doorkeeper.

I could see why the Gaju wanted to have a connection with them.

"If you're done, load it now."

"Huh?"

Before I knew it, Chung-Myung was standing right next to me.

"I'm going to pack it up and go back."

"Right away?"

"Not immediately, but tomorrow morning. You can roll it around with this...….”

"You're rolling this around? Are you crazy?"

"He values the sword better!"

"Let's treat Bogum like Bogum!"

Chung-Myung flinched slightly at the unexpected backlash from his disciples. Then the craftsmen said.

"I've got a neck orbit for the sword, so you can take it here."

"Oh!"

Baek Cheon nodded his head in a happy mood.

"Thank you."

"……That's just a lot of luggage and a lot heavier."

"You shut up, you!"

"Mouth!"

Chung-Myung groaned and shook his head.

You're going through a lot.’

They're going to have a hard time.….

"We can't go back yet."

"What?"

At Dang Gunnak's words, Chung-Myung turned his head. His gaze seemed somehow significant.

"Have you not solved the congregation yet?"

"Oh, yeah. That's why we have to leave tomorrow. I'm going to have a real drink tonight.""No, that's not what I'm saying."

"…what?"

Dang Gunnak grinned.

"I'll be satisfied with one day, but will he be satisfied with one day? I wouldn't be satisfied even if I poured alcohol for three days."

"He?”

Who are you talking about?.

It was then.

Crouch!

"Huh?"

As if there was an earthquake, the ground vibrated once.

"What is this……."

Rumbling!

Once again, I was very excited. Then it started to vibrate one after another.

"Is it an earthquake?"

"No, I don't think it's an earthquake."

"That way!"

Hwasan's disciples flung themselves toward the main gate of the party.

Dang Gunnak said to Chung-Myung, grinning in an unabashed way.

"Let's go, too.”

"What?"

"You have to greet the guest."

And Katabuta started to walk without saying a word. Chung-Myung tilted his head and followed him quietly for now.

"Oh, my God, what a bolt out of the blue!"

"What the hell is going on!"

The dangga's mealbrushes, which rushed out of surprise, were buzzing. Hwasan's disciples, along with Dang Gunnak, passed them to the gate and stood right in front of the gate.

"Open it!"

When Dang Gunnak shouted loudly, those who stood in front of him opened the big door wide from side to side.

"Whoa……."

"Wow……."

In time, the eyes of the Hwasan disciples grew to be the size of a lantern.

It is simply a spectacular sight.

Boooooooooooooooooooooo!

An animal the size of a house raised its long nose and threw up tears, and a tiger twice as big as most criminals roared.

On the left and right, white-haired white pyo showed his teeth, and a sharp horned animal was turing his nose.

Animal. Another animal again. And a beast.

Big beasts that I had never seen before were walking in line toward the Dangga.

"Oh, my God! What's all that!"

"Don't you have to stop it?"

"What's going on?"

And

Oh, my god!

Among the beast's flock, a white island war quickly dug into the dang-ga and fired at the disciples of the leading Hwasan.

"What, what!"

"Escape!"

Chin!

Baek Cheon, who leaned back for a moment, soon saw Chung-Myung standing in front of me with a questionable face.

To be exact, above Chung-Myung's hand.

"Giggles!"

Dambi, whose white fur is as white as snow, sat on Chung-Myung's hand and rubbed his face.

"Oh, aren't you Baek-ah?"

Baek?

Huh? Then?

"Hahahahahahaha!"

A loud laugh, which seemed to burst into ears, began to ring loudly in Dangga.

There are countless people in the world, but there can't be two people with such a big smile. Besides, who else can play these many predators?

"Hwasan the Dragon! Where is the Hwasan Divine Dragon? This body is here, can't you get out of here right now?"

"Well, where is it? I'm here!"

"Oh!"

A giant, like a steel tower, walked out of the beasts.

"Long time no see, Hwasan The Dragon!"

"Ha ha... I didn't expect to see you here, my lord, not Unnam."

Maeng So, the palace owner of Namman Beast Palace, laughed loudly and opened his arms to Chung-Myung.

"Good! Good! Let's have a drink today!"

"You've gotten better at drinking!"

"I've grown enough to beat you!"

"Ho? How dare you?"

His disciples sighed at the same time as they giggled and laughed face to face.

There's no day for the wind to sleep.

There's no day for the wind to sleep.