Chapter 68
Chapter 68
Ch. 68🔒 .｡.:✧ Blacksmith’s Shop ✧:.｡.
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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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At Hwa Seo-yeon’s shout, asking what I was doing here, I carelessly threw Zhongli Wen, whom I had been holding by the collar.
Degururu—
Zhongli Wen’s body slid across the floor.
“K-Keoheok…!”
At that moment when Zhongli Wen was groaning on the floor, I stared at Hwa Seo-yeon, who was standing at a slight distance.
At that, Hwa Seo-yeon, who was still staring at me with a look of anger, asked in a dumbfounded tone.
“You, what is your identity?”
“……”
“Do you think you can get away with touching the children of the Zhongli Clan and the Hwa Clan?”
“How about you watch the situation a little more before saying such things.”
At Hwa Seo-yeon’s words, I shook my head several times.
At that, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
As I was watching her, I opened my mouth with a sneer.
“…If you’re going to find a fiancé, I recommend you find a proper one.”
“What…”
“If you’re not blind, you know that this man is arrogant and a womanizer.”
“……”
As I said that, Hwa Seo-yeon, who had an inexplicable look in her eyes, smiled.
It was as if she had already anticipated this situation.
At that sight, I tilted my head.
‘What is it? Something feels off…’
At Hwa Seo-yeon’s appearance, which was maintaining a composure that made me wonder if I had missed something, I swallowed my saliva.
It was at that moment.
“Ugh… w-where…?”
“……”
It was the waiter, Dong-il, who had finally regained his senses and was getting up from his seat.
As I was looking down at him for a moment, I decided to leave this place.
‘In the first place, since he’s been marked by Zhongli Wen, it’s highly likely that Dong-il, who is just a waiter, will be beaten up. Since it’s already come to this, I’ll have to take Dong-il with me.’
The decision was immediately followed by action.
Paat—
As I stepped on the air a few times, I quickly reached the place where Dong-il had fallen.
I thought that there would be no one in this place who could catch up to this speed, let alone follow it with their eyes.
Teok—
I, who had grabbed Dong-il’s arm, used the rebound to fly up to the ceiling.
Taat!
At that, the gazes of the inn guests who were scattered around immediately poured towards me.
It was probably a mixture of curiosity and caution towards a being who was making a conspicuous move.
‘Hmm… first, I need to get out of the inn.’
Dong-il, who was in my grasp, glanced at me with a dazed look.
It seemed that he couldn’t believe this situation, where he had been disgraced and was lying on the floor, and was suddenly caught by a stranger and flew up into the air.
“U-Uh…?!“
[Stay still.]
“……!”
As I sent a telepathic message to Dong-il, who was turning his head here and there, he finally noticed that I was a martial arts master and his eyes widened like saucers.
“W-What…!”
“I told you to be quiet.”
Tatatat—
I ran quickly towards the outside of the inn.
Still, to pay for the drinks, I had left a silver coin on the table.
In the midst of my quick movements, someone’s voice suddenly entered my mind.
[Indeed, you are a master who can easily deal with a group of assassins.]
“……?!”
[Interesting, really…]
The voice of a woman in my head.
The owner of that voice was Hwa Seo-yeon, who was standing in a corner of the second floor with her arms crossed.
She was staring at me intently with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
At Hwa Seo-yeon’s appearance, I asked in a dumbfounded tone through telepathy.
[…Who are you? There are no one in the Hwa Clan among those I have a grudge against.]
[The ties of favor and resentment run deeper than you think. The martial world—Murim—is narrower yet wider than it seems. A contradiction, wouldn’t you say?]
“……”
I was silent for a moment.
My brow furrowed on its own.
I asked a question with a voice that was full of annoyance.
[…Who on earth are you?]
[Huhu, it’s no fun if I tell you that already… from our perspective, we want you to be in a more desperate situation.]
[A crazy bitch.]
[Hmm. We’ll see each other again soon. Just ignore this place and go. I’ll take care of the aftermath with a generous heart.]
“……”
It was Hwa Seo-yeon who spoke as if she was doing me a favor.
At her words, I was inwardly dumbfounded.
But retreating as it was was the best way for me.
But one thing I was sure of was that the woman named Hwa Seo-yeon was not a being who would be used by someone like Zhongli Wen.
‘Rather, it feels more plausible to think that Hwa Seo-yeon used Zhongli Wen to deliberately approach the Zhongli Clan.’
While feeling an inexplicable sense of unease, I, who was still glaring at Hwa Seo-yeon, shook my head.
‘If it’s soon… then it’s certain that we’ll see each other again as she said. It would be better to retreat from this place. The place is too bad. The inn itself is small and there are many eyes watching.’
Sseup!
I swallowed my saliva, and then I kicked the floor once and ran out of the inn.
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“I want to meet your father.”
“……Yes?”
I, who had already left the village and reached a deserted road, said to Dong-il, who was still struggling to regain his balance.
As I said that, Dong-il tilted his head.
Dong-il, who had opened his mouth for a moment, said.
“…What business do you have with my father?”
“I have some useful iron ingots, so I was looking for a skilled blacksmith to refine them.”
“So, you caused a commotion at the inn?”
“A commotion… it may look that way to you.”
As I continued to speak nonchalantly, Dong-il frowned slightly and said.
“…I’m going to lose my job because of you. And Chowha Inn was the best job I’ve ever had.”
“Hmm. Indeed. That may be so.”
“Huu.”
As I agreed with his words, Dong-il shook his head a few times as if he was heartbroken.
At Dong-il’s action, I, who understood his feelings to some extent, smiled and said.
“Since you’ve already been marked by Zhongli Wen, no, the Zhongli Clan, you won’t be able to set foot in Chowha Inn anymore. Are you still clinging to your job?”
“……!”
“Hmm. If you really need a job to make a living for the time being, and you can’t even buy a proper meal because you have no money… this should be enough.”
“…Yes?”
Hwik—
I threw the purse that was tied to my waist towards Dong-il.
At that, Dong-il, who was standing with a bewildered feeling, caught it while fumbling.
“T-This is…?”
“Look inside.”
“What are you talking about… heok?!”
Dong-il, who was making a faint expression as if he didn’t believe it, immediately untied the purse and checked the contents.
At that, Dong-il’s eyes widened and his lips trembled.
“H-How many silver coins are there in total…?!”
“There are 30 in total. With this much, I think you won’t have to worry about making a living for the time being.”
“……”
Before the joy of getting the silver coins could even reach the top of his head, he was wondering about the identity of me, who had thrown him a purse full of silver coins as if it were nothing.
Dong-il looked at me with a slightly wary look in his eyes.
And then he asked cautiously.
“…What on earth do you want with my father?”
“Didn’t I tell you earlier? I came to refine some special iron ingots.”
“Ugh… but even if you go to my father, it won’t be easy to solve that problem because he’s been lying in bed with a broken heart recently.”
“I will be the judge of that. For now, I would appreciate it if you could guide me.”
As I repeated my earlier words without paying any heed to Dong-il’s worried words, as if he felt that it was not an ordinary resolve, Dong-il reluctantly nodded his head.
He let out a short sigh and said to me,
“…Please follow me.”
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The blacksmith’s shop that Dong-il’s father ran was surprisingly located in a secluded corner.
It was on the outskirts, quite far from the village.
To me, who was looking around the inside of the blacksmith’s shop, where tools were scattered around, with an interested look, Dong-il said in a worried tone.
“…Perhaps, my father is still lying in bed.”
“Is it that way?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm, I have a question, may I ask?”
“Please speak.”
As Dong-il nodded his head, I asked a question.
“I heard that his skills and fame were great in the past, but what is the reason for his decline now?”
“Hmm, that’s… simple.”
Dong-il, who smiled bitterly, scratched his ponytail.
“…Because my mother passed away from a chronic illness, my father lived in a drunken stupor and eventually fell ill with a broken heart.”
“I see… now I understand to some extent.”
After listening to Dong-il’s explanation, I, who had a smile on my lips, opened the sliding door of the single room in the corner of the blacksmith’s shop.
Deureureuk—
At that, the figure of a middle-aged man who was snoring inside was revealed.
As I was watching the scene with a disdainful look, I said in a displeased tone.
“A guest has arrived, why don’t you get up?”
“U-Uh…?! W-Who is it!”
As I spoke with a slight bit of energy, the blacksmith, who was waving his hands in the air, finally sensed the presence of a stranger and immediately got up.
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