Chapter 77

Galmapyeong was not the only one who gave Sangnamjae something, all while crossing the manor. “Isn’t that the uncle of Salsoo?”

‘Yes. I am that common and common killer,’ Sang Nam-jae answered only to himself.

Sehwa gave Sangnamjae a dark chest. “My father told me to use it in case of an emergency, but now I am strong enough to not need to use it, so I will give it to you. As for how you use it….”

The arm cuffs worn on both wrists were devices that had fired memorization by moving his hands. It was due to memorization that could fire a total of fifteen shots, thirty at a time. Sehwa, who even helped practice across different angles, left behind the words, “Please come back alive.”

He couldn’t just let go of this stupidly this time. “Wait…”

“What? Why?”

“Why are you helping me like this, the first time I see you?”

“You are the guests of Sabaek-nim and Master-nim. Then it will be our family.” Sehwa, who answered as if she was asking a natural question, then walked away.

From the time he could remember, he had been educated to kill, and he lived half his life killing others. He believed that his family was only the late Shinji and the baby in his womb. However, the word ‘family’ that he had heard from Sehwa was not strangely unfamiliar.

“How… Why?”

He would not be in that family position. However, it was enough to feel that they were sincere. In other words, Koh Shinji built up the belief that she could live safely and warmly here at Oseonjangwon.

‘Nice to see you.’

It was the second good decision he made in his life after loving the late Shinji. In other words, it was the most peaceful day of Sangnamjae’s life. It had been a long time since he had no fear of killing anyone or being killed by Seobaeksalmun.

However, good times usually went by fast. The time suddenly turned to sunset, and Sangnamjae’s steps eventually headed towards the blacksmith’s.

“You came just in time.” Gong Seong-tak held out a sword.

His handle remained the same and his sword armor did not change. The weight was similar to the sword he was using. However, seeing the sword that came out of the armor, Sangnamjae spits out a sigh of relief.

He had seen many famous swords, and the sword he used for fifteen years was also a good sword. However, the sword Gong Seong-tak had given him now possessed anticipation and a certain hardness that he had never encountered in his life.

“The weight is almost the same, but you can get used to it by swinging it whenever you can. I don’t know much about swordsmanship, so I can only give you that much advice.”

“There must be an original owner, can I give it to you?”

Gong Seong-tak scratched the ball with his index finger. “There are people who originally wanted to give. But it turned out that his weapon was not a sword, but a sword.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t be too burdened with giving rather than throwing away.”

Sangnam-jae bowed his back toward Gong Seong-tak, who turned around. “Thank you.”

“Don’t create a child who’ll grow up without a father, and come back alive.”

“Yes, I’ll remember.”

It soon became a promise. Such was a promise that he made to himself, and it was also a promise he made to everyone at Oh Seon Manor who supported him. In the room, Koh Shinji, dressed in clean clothes, was sitting on a chair and waiting.

The individual tried to put on a calm expression, but the hand on the lap trembled faintly. Sangnamjae sat down on her knees in front of her. “I will definitely come back.”

That promise eventually made Koh Shinji stop trembling. He never promised to return. This was something Sangnamjae never said because there was little chance that the promise would be kept. Because of this, he couldn’t even ask Koh Shinji. But today, Sangnamjae promised her that he would come back.

Perhaps that was why tears flowed. Knowing Sangnamjae’s heart, the tears he had been holding back in order not to make his steps heavy finally wet her cheeks. “If you make my children, children without a father, I will die.”

“Even if I die, I will die for you.” Sangnamjae spoke solemnly.

“While father is away, don’t make it hard on your mother and stay calm.”

At this, she kissed her once on her stomach, and once on her lips.

“I will be back.”

While Sangnamjae and Koh Shinji had time to say goodbye, Samak Gang-seo was closing the time for twelve people.

Whoops! The masked man, whose neck was turned by Oh Tong-su’s hand, fell like a bale of straw.

“Where does a stinging baboon dare to snoop around the Wu-Seon Manor?” The twelve assassins of Seobaeksalmun, who followed Sangnamjae and Koh Shinji, quietly disappeared into the hands of Samak Gang-seo.

When they returned after cleaning up the bodies, Do Pyeong-su asked. “Did you get rid of all the miscellaneous living things?”

“Yes. For the time being, I’ll go the easy way. But, sir.”

“Why does the dog look like a poop?”

The old man said cautiously. “Can’t you help Sangnamjae? I’d be dead in all probability, I wouldn’t know if I didn’t know… Aren’t the late Sozer and the boy so pitiful?”

“These kendo twins who came last time. If you were stronger than you, would you have asked us to help you?”

Of course, he wouldn’t have asked for or asked for help. “Your past is the one you have to cut off.”

They did not even say hello to Sangnamjae, who was leaving Oseonjangwon.

Sangnamjae bowed deeply toward Ohseonjangwon without a target and went out the gate to seep into the darkness.

“The black society in Hangzhou has been completely cleared up. Even the Zhayongmen Gate, where I paid for protection while looking after the Black Society of Hangzhou so far, is not a big deal…”

After reporting for a while, Kwak Bong realized that the spirit of Geom Woo-bin was somewhere else in her. “Lord Zhang… Master!”

“Yes?”

“Are you listening to my report?”

“Ah, well, you know what. Wait a second.”

After leaving the room, Geom Woo-bin took a quick step toward her patronage. “What’s going on?”

As soon as the question was finished, a crying voice was heard from somewhere. “Born!”

“Hey! Aye!”

Kwak Bong, who had heard the baby cry, nodded. “A few days ago, a full-term woman came to her manor as a new member of her family, and she gave birth to a child. Seeing the loud cry, it seems like a general was born.”

One of the midwives coming out with the washbasin saw Geom Woo-bin and she said: “She is a very pretty daughter!”

“Are you the general?”

“Well, one day there will be a female general. Hahaha!”

Blood Lions and anti-juxir incidents also gathered around one after another. “I never thought you would hear babies cry in our manor!”

Kwak Bong walked up to Sehwa and said, “Even if we were in a bit of a hurry, we would be faster than him…. Ouch!”

“A child’s cry is so loud.” Seo Seok-san, who muttered, asked the midwife who entered the room again.

“Are both mother and child healthy?”

“Yes, sir. Even though I was first born, I gave birth well.”

“Good luck. You shouldn’t be disturbed by the cries of a child.”

“Is there any way to make my baby cry? For a child, no matter how high the martial arts are, it is of no use.”

“Kids have too many hands. How are you going to raise them?”

Everyone said one word at a time, and the Blood Lions then dispersed as if they were not interested. “Sajil, Sehwa, when can I see you?”

At this, Sehwa put on a puzzled expression on Geom Woo-bin’s question. “I haven’t had a baby yet, so….”

“So, you and I…. Ouch!”

Sehwa, who had blown up Kwak Bong so far, asked Geom Woo-bin. “I haven’t seen Samak Gangseo since this morning, so where did you go?”

“Did you say that you have work to solve in Jiangxi Province because of work from ten years ago? He went out in the morning.”

“Alright… Ah! Come to think of it, there is no sound of quenching today. There are times when the Lord Jincheon Il-Manmun closes the forge door.” “

He said that he had to get some special iron and went out one hour before.”

“The four of us are just empty, but somehow the manor is empty.”

“Perhaps the empty one is Sehwa’s sojourner’s mind. This fills my heart so much….!”

When he woke up in the morning, he thought the Black Society of Hangzhou was the biggest problem. However, as they passed around lunchtime, he realized that his worries about Jaryongmun Munju Bae Doyang Eun Hangju were nothing to worry about.

“Does that mean that the Iron Blood Ark has come?”

There were dozens or hundreds of large and small black swordsmen in Moorim. Among them, there was the old Daemun faction of the political faction, and the faction that was comparable to the five generations, and Cheolhyeolbang was one of them. Since they had existed for eighty years in Henan Province, where Shaolin Temple was located, with a black sword sign, one could easily guess their power.

Even if Jaryongmun became thirty times stronger than it was now, it would not be an opponent of the Iron Blood Chamber. The ark of such a great clan came to visit the mere little black sword clan of Anhui Fortress!

“Why? Why is the Iron Blood Ark coming here?”

That question was solved as soon as he met the ancient room, the Ark of the Iron Blood Room. “The Jaryongmun Gate is quite wide.”

It was said that the person he admired the most was Gwan Unjang, and the ancient harbored a rich beard growing up to his chest. “There are many lands that my father has inherited….”

“It’s the right size for our cheol-hyeol room to move in. There are many buildings.”

“Hey, are you moving? Here in Zhejiang?”

“Yes, here to Jaryongmun.”

He then spoke softly, but in the end, he originally meant to rob Jaryongmun. “Hey, it’s the same black sword, but it’s a bit….”

“Because it’s the same black sword, I’m speaking so politely. Ha Nam-seong is in a bad place because of his followers. What kind of business should I be able to do big?”

In the end, he could not overcome the power of Shaolin Temple, so he was kicked out of Henan Province and moved to Zhejiang Province. To say that it was the largest clan in Zhejiang Province, it is a place where the dynasty can be quite active.

“There is another land besides this one that my father gave me, so why not go there?”

“Is it really this big?”

“It is a little smaller than here.”

“Are there really that many buildings?”

“You have to build a new one.”

“Why am I going to such an uncomfortable place?”

‘That’s because this is my land! You fucking bastard!’ He wanted to shout. But at that moment, that big knife would cut his head off right away.

“I am willing to give you the land and the building, so I will give you a seat as head of the household.”

In that way, Bae Do-yang became the head of the Cheolhyeolbang at the gatehouse of Jaryongmun.

The last 60th memorization of the chimchimbap pierced the eyes of the person in front of him. Then, as he turned his body, the neck of a hundred and twenty-second stinger fell on the sword that was cut horizontally.

“Ugh! Ugh!” Sangnamjae, who breathed in his rough breath, supported his body that was about to crumble with his sword. He would never have killed so many enemies if he had fought head-on. He was the best striker in the last hundred years, and an attack in the dark made the seemingly impossible possible.

Of course, there were dozens of copies he wouldn’t have been able to hold on like this if it wasn’t for the famous sword Sehwa had given him. He couldn’t live to attack Sangnamjae anymore, but he knew it wasn’t over yet. The heart of his black Seobaeksalmun Moonju Naengseomok had not yet been cut.

“Your dog likes to bite its owner. What could be more painful than this?”

In the darkness, a cold Seo-mok appeared with a pale face.

Originally, Naeng Seo-mok was a person who would never appear in front of Sang Nam-jae. Naengseomok could then live up to the bone as the master of salmun. The greatest virtue of slaughter was that it moved in the dark, approached without knowing its purpose, and then killed itself at once.

Naengseomok had to kill Sangnamjae like that. However, he could not give such a comfortable death to Sangnamjae, who broke down the Seobaeksalmun that he had worked his whole life alone.

For the first time in his life, a person he wanted to kill with emotion appeared, and that was Sangnamjae. Sangnamjae then raised his sword and aimed at the cold-shoulder neck. The famous sword was shining yellow with the moonlight, not blood. The sword embracing the moonlight trembled.

“The sword is shaking. You’ve run out of energy.”

“I have the power to kill you.”

“Sixteen wounds. Among them, injuries to the side, back, and chest, if not treated immediately, will cost you your life within this angle. I just have to wait.”

“Then why don’t you wait?” At this, he narrowed the distance with Sangnamjae.

“I didn’t know… After all, I am a human too.”