Chapter 117 What is it

Chapter 117 What is it?

A red sword buried in the memories of a thousand years of Martial Spirit Sword, not in the memories of Chului Liuhui, the enemy disciple of the White Sword Gate.
It was about two hundred years ago.
The last time I saw that sword, with everything from the scabbard to the hilt being ornate…….
This was the so-called “Blood God Ruling Period,” a period in the history of the Ming Dynasty when the Blood Gods, the most powerful demons in the world, rose to prominence.
It was quite an interesting situation for the Iron Stream, or rather, for the Martial Sword.
Why.
This is because the owner of the Red Sword at the time is closely related to my former owner, the Blood God.
Fate is a strange thing.
The original founder of the Nangong Shanglin family, the Changgung Sword Emperor Nangong, also lived through the Blood God Reign.
I wonder if it was by the will of the unknown heavens that the three of them came face to face like this.
‘I haven’t seen it in a long time, and it finally has a new owner.’
He muttered to himself, then looked away.
Meanwhile.
Hae-yeon met her opponent’s gaze, which had just lingered briefly on her sword, and suddenly felt a strange sensation she couldn’t explain.
“What is it?
I don’t think I’m just looking at the sword because it’s interesting and unique.
Catching someone’s eye is nothing new.
The red sword is so distinctive that it’s almost second nature to be noticed.
Her natural beauty also played a part, and now when people looked at her, they could tell what she meant.
You’re looking at me because I’m pretty, or you’re looking at the knife because it’s beautiful.
By the way.
Chul Ryuhon’s eyes were different.
I had no idea what he meant by that.
He even went so far as to give the impression that he knew some secret, some fact, about his master’s relics.
Of course, it was just a vague thought, driven by intuition, but it was also a fleeting moment, and it’s very rare to feel that way about someone you’ve never met before.
Earlier, I heard Nan Gongsanglin refer to the stranger as Iron Wenzhou.
Iron gatekeepers, who are they?
When it came to Hae-yeon, no one immediately came to mind.
The closest thing I can think of is the White House checkpoint.
The news of the death of a famous swordsman from the Hunan region, the White Moon Swordsman, Sa Gongyun, had been reported earlier.
However, I hadn’t yet heard of a new head of state being selected to lead the White House security detail, and considered it highly unlikely.
It was a no-brainer.
He had heard rumors that the first of his enemies, Xiao Wenzhou, had been turned into an immortal plant man.
The White House security rumor mill, whose name escapes me.
It’s just that I didn’t have much interest in it.
In any case, the executive officer there, Gyomukgak, is a swordsman skilled enough to be called the Baekseom Swordmaster, so if he’s temporarily serving as the gatekeeper, I don’t know, but…… it’s entirely possible that the figure in front of me is the Baekseom Swordmaster.
The color scheme is proof of that.
The gatekeeper of the White Mountain Gate is said to wear a black robe embroidered with a white mountain symbol, but he wears a tattered plain robe.
You shouldn’t judge a person based on how they dress.
Given his young age, and the fact that he had taken up the position of gatekeeper, he didn’t seem like an unusual person.
He was a mysterious and inscrutable man.
I’ve never seen that in my life.
His face was so expressionless and his eyes so emotionless…… that I thought if there was ever a specimen of a person devoid of emotion, it would be him.
Well, there’s nothing wrong with that.
Rather, it’s a curiosity that’s only fueling the fire.
Nan Gongsanglin asked curiously.
“Lord of the Iron Gate, how far are you traveling?”
“Well, it’s a long way.”
With a grunt and a light gesture of his chin, Chulhyeon gestured to Haejayon, who stood beside him.
“Accompany?”
Namgung Sang-lin was about to say something, but Hae-yeon interrupted her.
“Yes, we happened to know each other, so I’m here with you. I’m Hae-yeon, and judging by the way you’re mowing the lawn, I’m guessing you have a high allotment…… Which wu-moon are you in?”
Chul Ryu Hyeon stares at her face, speechless.
‘Ugh. What, you don’t answer to people.’
Hae-yeon tried to break the awkward silence with a joke.
“Oh, I’m kind of pretty, but it’s embarrassing to stare at me like that. Ho-ho-ho.”
“I’ve seen thousands of them.”
Haeyeon’s eyes widened at Chulryuhyun’s words.
“What?”
“Women who look like you.”
“…….”
“Maybe even more.”
“…….”
Hae-yeon was incredulous.
‘What? Thousands……? Ha!’
You’re being a little harsh.
Ini, have beauties like me become so common?
At that moment, Chu Liuhui reined in his reins and strode toward Nan Gongsanglin in a nonchalant manner.
“Go to the main door and wait. I’ll be back in a few days.”
He glanced at Hae Yeon next to him.
“The flowers are blooming, but there are no butterflies. Are you wandering around looking for them?”
Haeyeon’s dark brown pupils fluttered transparently at the same time as the iron streak spoke.
‘……!’
I got goosebumps.
A shiver coursing through your body.
It was inevitable.
The words he had just blurted out, expressionlessly, were the exact same words his master had said in life.
“Well, how do you get that to……?”
Hae-yeon Hae-yeon’s hair stood on end and her voice stuttered slightly.
Push-!
Xinfeng snorted and breathed fog-like breath, then stomped across the ground.
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
A burst of electricity vibrated through the air as the figure of the rapidly receding Inhma raced away.
-If you’re interested in becoming a guest of honor, you’re welcome.
In the blink of an eye, the iron currents and new winds became a tiny speck on the other side of the road.
…… …… ……
A puff of dust scattered by the wind.
Hae-yeon stared blankly in that direction and spoke in a low voice.
“diners…….”
At that moment, Namgung Sanglin sneaked a peek and asked in a low voice.
“Sozer, what’s going on, you just had a pretty big reaction to something you didn’t understand…….”
Hae-yeon replied with a hint of embarrassment.
“Confucius, who is he?”
“That’s where I need to go, and that’s where you are.”
“I already knew that.”
“Hahaha, you’ll see once you get there, have we already forgotten our mutual promise?”
“Ha, I’m dying to know.”
Hae-yeon put her hands at her sides and looked pouty, then shook her head.
“Yeah, well…… I can’t help it, no direct questions until we get to our destination…….”
“Are you pouting?”
“Yeah. Well, I suppose if we go to the village over there and buy them something good, it might ease the torah burden.”
Nangong Shanglin smiled wryly and inwardly stuck out her tongue.
It’s a girl, girl.
It was as if every change in facial expression and gesture was imbued with a lascivious charm.
“So, Sozer, what was that surprised reaction earlier, anyway?”
When Namgung Sanglin brought it up again, Hae-yeon stuck her tongue out and turned her head away.
“I’m not going to tell you either, so let’s go, because I can’t wait to see where it is with my own two eyes.”
“Haha. Yeah, I get it, but before you do, let me teach you one thing…….”
Namgung Sanglin patted the sheath of the sword at my waist.
“He’s the one who gave me this nice scabbard earlier.”
Hae-yeon looked surprised.
“Oh, really?”
“Yes. Though I can’t reveal any more details.”
“I didn’t realize it. I also…… thought it was a relic of the Namgungse family.”
“Anyone who doesn’t know the Hagiya situation might think that.”
“I was actually quite impressed when I first saw the scabbard, with its elaborate dragon engravings, but I never asked about its history, thinking it was a family heirloom. It seemed like an unnecessary reminder of past wounds.”
“You’re surprisingly thoughtful.”
Namgung Sang-lin’s frank praise made Hae-yeon’s jaw drop slightly.
“Hoot. How’s that for a face, and a heart.”
“…….”
“Don’t come back here and start falling for me now, you already have someone else, and I can’t use you.”
“…….”
“What, that look.”
“…….”
“Ho ho ho, ahhhhh, just kidding, just kidding. You’re not used to it yet?”
“I thought that was a joke…….”
“Oh, I’ve been caught.”
Hae-yeon speaks up, and one of her eyes narrowed.
“…….”
A quiet sigh escaped Nangong Shanglin’s lips.
Haha…… That woman, I don’t know who she’s going to end up with, but I have a feeling she’s going to be a pain in the ass.
* * *
Wuyang, Hunan Province.
After returning from a trip to the neighboring city of Nakju, home to the Honam Anchal North Office, Hyunseung Joo Yugang, accompanied by his bodyguard, Dammenggi, went straight to his office in the central hall of the palace grounds.
Next, open the door and step inside.
“Ah! Hyunseung, you’re here.”
Sitting at a table in the sunset-lit room, Sub-Director Ban Bubong jumped to his feet.
Joo Yoo-kang simply gestured for me to sit down and took the chair across from him, while Dam Meng-ki stood like a folding screen right behind him.
“How did things go?”
“Well, all is well. Now relax, for soon the Angel Room gang will receive the highest level of punishment appropriate to their sins.”
“After all…… but the mood at the Anchorage office is not the best right now.”
“No, it’s a shame, because the number of officials who have done dirty deeds because of their close ties to the angel room, including the Pingling Vice President, is more than two dozen.”
“Can you tell me about……?”
“He made it clear that this is an issue, and he’s going to see it through from beginning to end.”
Zhu Yugang then pulled out a blue scroll.
“Take it.”
Ban Bu Feng’s eyes widened.
“What? What is this?”
“It’s a prize for the official who’s done the most good.”
“That, that…… No, do you mean I’m the official? It’s a thousandfold. How can you say that about Hyunseung…….”
“No pressure. I’ve recommended it myself, and you’ve graciously agreed, so all you have to do is be happy to receive it.”
“……!”
Surprised by the unexpected words, Ban Bu Feng unraveled the thread of the book to see what it contained.
“Ahhh! I finally got the augmentation to…….”
No matter how many times I asked the command center for more staff, I was told to wait, and only then was the increase authorized.
In addition, the military budget, supplies, etc. were greatly increased, and there were separate personal rewards and new government buildings.
“You have lived up to my faith, and you certainly deserve it.”
“Hyunseung! Thank you!”
Zhu Yugang smiled wryly as Ban Bufeng bowed his head in pleasure.
“Hoo, that’s not a good thing, because it means you’re going to roll more than you get.”
“Yes, I’m all for it!”
To which Ban Bubong repeatedly replied with delight.
“You two, please finish.”
Suddenly, Damengi clasped his hands together, bowed politely, and strode toward the door.
“Uh, where are you going?”
When Zhu Yugang asks in confusion, Dameng Qi turns his head and says nonchalantly, “I’m not going to tell you.
“Yes? It’s time to leave.”
“…….”
“Every commute should be guarded with a knife.”
“Ah…… yes. You’re like a…… real knife.”
“Yes. It’s my life’s work. Oh, and of course, I’ll only stay if you pay me overtime again like you did yesterday, hahahahahaha.”
Damengi smiled brightly, and Zhu Yugang involuntarily clenched his fists.
That, that, that, flexibility is about as flexible as an ant’s antennae!
Phew…… looks like a real knife and I want to sharpen it like crazy on a whetstone.
It just wears away.
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 118 (118 of 552)