Chapter 47
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: Seeking Guild Name Recommendations (2)
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“Kkuhngh... I’m sorryyy...”
Honestly, I couldn’t quite wrap my head around how she’d already broken the kukri after just getting it, but it wasn’t a huge loss anyway.
I’d been planning to make her an A-rank one once I had a stockpile going.
Still, repeats of this were off-limits.
Far in the future, sure, but the day would come when I’d hand Hyeji an S-rank piece.
I’d brought her into the guild with the intention of turning her into an S-rank Awakener from the start.
So if she went and shattered even that...
I wouldn’t take it as calmly as this time, that much was certain. Better to lay down the law now.
“...This is a problem. Let’s rethink that guild invite from last time.”
“Kkuhwaaang— I’m sorryyy!—”
“Hyeji, crying won’t fix this. Do you know who’s standing next to you right now? Kwon Yena, our nation’s third S-rank Awakener.”
“Kkuhngh... H-hello...”
“Ah... H-hello...”
“Hng... No room for a B-rank in a guild with an S-rank...”
“You’re C-rank now.”
“...Kkuhngh...”
“Just wait here a sec. I’ll talk it over with Yena and be right back. No more tears by then, got it?”
“Hng...”
No point talking until her sobbing stopped, so I stepped out for a bit.
Yena looked curious about Hyeji’s ability anyway—I could fill her in.
“What do you mean she dropped back to C-rank? And what’s this about a kukri?”
The second we hit the bedroom, Yena unleashed her questions.
I explained everything she’d asked about, plus whatever else she’d wonder.
“So if she breaks that C-rank dagger, she drops to D-rank?”
“Probably? First time I’ve seen gear breakage like this, so not totally sure.”
“That’s still an insane ability... Basically guarantees her S-rank status, right?”
“Yep.”
“Then why say it like that~? She won’t stop crying...”
“Preventive measure, in case she munches an S-rank later...”
“Ugh!”
Once Yena got the full rundown—my intentions included—she bolted from the bedroom straight to Hyeji.
I followed her to the living room, where Hyeji sat primly on the sofa like before.
“Hup!”
Our eyes met, and she froze, holding her breath.
She straightened up, desperately signaling that she’d stopped crying.
“Hyeji, I talked to Yena, and about our guild...”
“Kkuhngh...”
My words hit, and tears welled up instantly—she was priming for another wail.
That perfect reaction? Impossible not to tease.
“Yujun, enough!”
Yena rushed over, wiping Hyeji’s tears.
“It was all a joke from the start. You’re in the guild, so no more crying.”
Before long, Yena and Hyeji teamed up, glaring at me.
A fine guild vibe.
Even if it stemmed from having me as the common enemy.
Villains were familiar territory...
Snap!-
“Ouch... Hitting the Guild Master? Kim Hyeji, employee, you’re fired.”
“Eeeeek...!”
Snap!-
“Su, su... Not fired, supreme... I said supreme...”
Scratch that fine guild vibe.
I’d hoped Yena and Hyeji would bond fast on their first meeting, but this success was too much.
“Yena, can you let me go now...?”
I lounged comfy on the sofa chair.
But bound tight, it was pure discomfort—no movement allowed.
“Hyeji, is it okay?”
“...Not yet. Let’s keep it like this.”
“She says no, Yujun~?”
Trapped in Yena’s wind magic, taking knuckle flicks from Hyeji.
And apparently, Yena had her own grudge.
“Yujun, sorry~ not sorry~”
“Yena, why you...”
Her punishment finger rose to my forehead again.
“I really thought you were impotent~”
Snap!!-
“Ow... What’d you say...?”
She’d dissed my C-rank, but my stamina stat was E+.
This hurt like hell...
“...Not knowing why is the real crime, Yujun.”
Daring to treat the Guild Master—nay, the Godsmith—like this.
Unacceptable.
For now, I’d take the hits until they vented.
Then I’d restore guild discipline proper.
“Phew... Now, let’s have a real, constructive talk...”
Only after Yena and Hyeji’s emotions settled did our first guild meeting kick off.
Both looked refreshed—no more worries about them getting along.
I rubbed my throbbing forehead, forcing positivity.
“Yena’s thrown out ideas before. Hyeji, what name do you think fits our guild?”
“Hmm...”
“No rush—let’s brainstorm together. Yena, you too.”
“Got it~”
Not banking much on Yena, but group thinking should yield something solid.
While they pondered, I checked replies to my pre-sent notes.
I heard you succeeded in crafting A-rank gear recently. Congratulations!
The flames wielded by the Boastful Blacksmith who creates such miracles must surely be holy fire.
With that in mind, how about 'Holy Flame'?
Praying you find a great name.
Boastful Blacksmith guild, so how about Boastful Guild!? Or since we’re allied with Crimson Lotus Guild, Crimson Flame works too!
How about a forge blessed by the hand of god!!! Prepared a name that fully captures Shin Yujun’s great power!!!
Recommend Crimson Lotus 2.
Not the best ideas, honestly.
Holy Piss’s was thoughtful, but didn’t fit my guild.
No expectations from Eom Taesoo’s gallery nick, and he delivered exactly that.
Who came up with Twilight anyway?
Kim Hyuncheol proved his Crimson Lotus loyalty once more.
Chae Yeonhwa’s Boastful Guild was the lone salvageable one.
Not perfect, but candidate-worthy.
“Got ideas?”
“Yeah!”
No need to rush, but couldn’t drag forever.
Worst case, anything but Eom Taesoo-level would shine with guild prestige.
Aim to settle on one today.
“Yena?”
“Kwonshin Guild!”
“...Hyeji?”
“Supreme Guild!”
“Let’s take our time.”
These two weren’t helping with naming.
No sparks flying, so two more hours of solo brainstorming, then reconvene for final picks.
After adding and cutting, four candidates remained.
Final Candidates
Boastful
Forge
Item Carry
Yuna
Yuna was a forced add—Yena sulked that none of hers made the cut.
Effectively three to pick from.
“Vote on it?”
Democracy it was—majority rules.
Fair voting to name our guild.
Eight voters, me included.
All who’d suggested names.
Me, Yena, and Hyeji—as actual members—got double votes.
Open ballot, not secret.
Since others voted via notes anyway, full transparency on picks.
Counted live, no waiting.
“Drumroll!!! ... Forge!”
Votes nearly done.
Eom Taesoo’s last—only Holy Piss left.
“Close race.”
Boastful 3
Yuna 1
Item Carry 3
Forge 3
Boastful, Item Carry, Forge all tied at three.
Yuna’s lone vote out early.
Yena pouted hard; I held her hand to cheer her up, and she perked right away.
“Just waiting on Holy Piss now.”
No way she’d pick Yuna—her vote decides.
Two hours waiting on Holy Piss’s reply.
She always hit back in five minutes.
What was going on? No word.
Something happen?
Belatedly hit me—she wasn’t in a totally safe spot.
Maybe nothing.
Napping, or busy elsewhere.
Still, better check.
For her sake.
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