Wow! The sound of the wooden swords clashing was sharp, and soon the two halves separated and flew in the sky, spinning around.

Namgung Shinjae looked at the half-used wooden sword in despair and threw it to one side.

The wooden dagger was the fifth.

Cheong scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Is the wooden sword a bit weak?”

“It’s a wooden sword carved from ebony wood, hmm. This is going to be a problem. “Swordfighter, your sword power will not increase if you rely on strength.”

“What should I do if I’m strong? Should I at least pull out an iron sword for sparring?”

“They say they are using a wooden sword on purpose. Isn’t it because people are weak that they use tools? Of course, if it were a matter of life and death, I would have lost right away, but this isn’t just a sparring to decide the winner.”

Namgung Shinjae could, for example, be said to be the master of sword sparring.

In sparring, where all dexterity and skill are removed and only the sword is used, there is no one who can compete with him, so his understanding of the sword is superior.

According to the Sword King’s assessment, if you have the flexibility to use your hands and feet, you will reach the peak in no time.

Martial arts were arts that used the body, and swordsmanship that only dealt with swords was only a small part of it.

It was not an expression of praise as a son, but a very cold evaluation as a sword king among the ten greatest masters in the world.

However, he foolishly held on to only one sword and whined, which was also the cause of the Sword King’s wrinkles growing more and more.

“By the way, Gongsun Soju really has a sharp sword. Did you say Heonwonjegeom? “It is indeed an art worthy of being called the emperor’s sword.”

“That is an overstatement. I also gained a lot of enlightenment after receiving Confucius’ sword. As expected, excellent sword power worthy of the reputation of the best swordsman in the world… … . But was the term ‘sword power’ original?”

“What does that mean from the beginning? “It is a language that a swordsman can understand, so it is sword language, the language of swordsmen.”

Cheong laughed and joked.

“Why, if you eat at all, you’ll be black. “If you rest, it’s called ‘examination,’ and if you sleep, it’s called ‘examination,’ why?”

“hmm? Since you don’t eat the sword, it’s not a sword, and since the sword doesn’t sleep, it would be a bit difficult to have a sword. hmm. Get a sword. If you take a break during sparring, you can call it a vacation. Geomwoo, is there more?”

“hmm. Choryeo is said to have married Bangeom. So you’re telling me to go away?”

“You’re black! Ugh, now, if I use Geomryeo, wouldn’t it be like plagiarism? Although I’m upset, I have to acknowledge Sister Fang’s victory! And as the body that inherits the family, I cannot abandon my duty.”

“What, were you planning on getting married?”

“There is no truth. I wish I could devote my whole life to the sword, but as the eldest son of Namgung, I have to carry on the family lineage. “I plan to go on a courting spree after I have achieved just the right amount of peace.”

“Right now, there is one peak reviewer and one peak transcendental person here?”

“Haha, sword training is long and enlightenment is quick. “If you get caught up in the accomplishments of the moment, you will only become impatient.”

Since it was coming from a guy who was obsessed with his sword, it wasn’t persuasive at all.

Still, I know one thing very well that there is no pressure at all to achieve, so I wonder where on earth that confidence and composure comes from.

Gongsun Yaoye was a master of the late peak period!

It is said that he picked up a sword at the age of five and only swung the sword after eating.

It was not an idiom for training hard.

In fact, since I picked up a sword at the age of five, I have never taken a single step outside the fence.

The daily routine was training in the morning, training after breakfast, training after lunch, training after dinner, then waking up at two o’clock and repeating endlessly.

Everyone listening was breathless.

“Originally, I planned to achieve the peak and go on a journey to become a guild member to raise the family’s name. However, I heard that a seat in the teenage family was vacant, and thanks to that, I was able to meet Cheong like this, right?”

“Something, something, something.”

Cheong frowned over his cotton thread.

No matter how much restoration of the family name is a long-held wish of the family, does it have to take away all of a person’s most enjoyable time?

If Gongsun Yaoye’s words had contained even a single complaint of hardship, Cheongdo would have sympathized five hundred times and would have responded by saying that it was really too much.

However, what even I take for granted has been firmly engraved in my mind since childhood.

Well, this is total child abuse, no, Ye is a grown woman now, but still.

Even Namgung Shinjae looked fed up.

Namgung Shinjae was fascinated by the sword, and training itself was just fun as a job, specialty, and hobby, and he didn’t have any obligation to devote himself to it.

He was a leisurely and free-spirited person who, in addition to training, enjoyed playing around with his hands.

I thought, since there was a real Geomchi separately, I should give it up.

—-

Mo Yong-juhui’s heart was broken. No, it had already broken down on the seventh floor of Yongbong Branch.

“Aaaah! Aaaah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Shut up, ahhh, ahhh… … .”

This was not a cry, but a scream of anger.

It was the same scream that drunkards who are angry at the world after drinking make while injecting themselves.

Where in the world is there a person who screams like that out of sadness and just one letter?

Fortunately, since I buried my face in the pillow, there was less noise coming out.

However, the mouse listens to the night speech, the bird listens to the day speech, and Mo Yong-jun listens to the sound of Mo Yong’s song.

Mo Yong-jun, who heard his sister crying, opened the door to the guest room and rushed in.

“sister! what’s the matter? are you okay! why are you crying!?”

When I wanted to cry, I saw my younger brother running towards me with a look on his face full of worry, and I burst into tears. No, bam!

Mo Yong Joo-hee’s tears poured out.

“Junior, Jun! Okay, okay… … ”

It was Mo Yong Joo-hee who had once driven a nail into his heart with harsh words, but he knew that he had no malicious intent and forgave Mo Yong-jun because he also had no heart.

Of course, since he is a boy, he will not have breasts, but sometimes even men with breasts are not forgiven, which is why the viciousness of Mo Yong Ju-hui, the sword of the world, was widely spread among the late Jisoo.

“what’s the matter! Who bullied me!? “Someone is harassing my sister!”

“Ugh, Jun-ah…” … That bitch, ugh, at me, ugh… … !”

One of Mo Yong-jun’s strengths that Mo Yong-joo-hee points out is that he is the perfect size for hugging. The ugly older sister hugged her younger brother and cried loudly.

In response, Mo Yongjun gently stroked his sister’s back with his fern-like hand.

“Who bullied my sister? who is this! I’ll scold you. huh? “Sister, don’t cry.”

“Okay, okay. Our Jun-ah, after all, there is only Jun-ah. My kind little brother… … ”

“Are you okay? Why are you doing that? Isn’t it really who harassed your sister? tell me everything “I’m going to scold you.”

Mo Yong-Juhui’s face became angry again.

“Yeah, that bitch, no, that girl. You know, Jun. Do you know what humiliation this sister suffered today? Oh, do you know what her humiliation means?”

“hmm. I don’t know.”

“It’s incredibly sad, angry, embarrassing, and even unfair. If you put it all together, it’s an indignity. And what I suffered from that woman today is precisely that humiliation. “That bitch.”

“It’s not a bad thing to say… … ”

“You can say mean things to a bitch. And when you comfort a woman, you have to take her side unconditionally. So, if you want to comfort your sister, Jun-a should quickly follow suit. “Bad bitch, killer bitch.”

“Me, bitch. “Bitch to kill.”

Surprisingly, it was the faithful advice that an older sister should give to her younger brother.

When comforting a woman, it is the duty of a friendly man to take her side unconditionally, even if she is a martial arts enemy of the world’s evil sect.

A man who casually says things like, “You’re at fault too,” will usually end up single for the rest of his life.

However, you should stop at the line of empathizing, taking sides, and defending, and you should never believe what the woman says.

In times like this, nine times out of ten, what the woman said was close to fabrication, just for her own benefit.

Sometimes, if there is a prefix like, “I’m at fault, too, out of 10,” then you can understand that this woman did something truly degrading and is coming back to complain to me after getting beaten up, and then take her side.

“Yeah, that’s right, bitch. How could you do that to me? “Jun, you know, today, my older sister went to the Yongbong branch and suddenly some crazy woman started spewing mean things at me.”

“suddenly? “You didn’t do anything?”

“okay. My sister just wanted to be friendly so I said hello to her, but she suddenly swore at me. And she asked me why she was pretending to be a woman when she didn’t have breasts, and told me to go away because she was neither a man nor a woman, she was a monster and she just hit me and poured water on me… … Ugh, ugh.”

If Cheong had been there, he would have witnessed the moment Mo Yong-Ju-hee’s good karma dropped by one point.

But I can’t see Mo Yongjun.

“Don’t cry, okay? “I will take revenge.”

“no. “It’s none of Juna’s business.”

“Why doesn’t it matter? My sister’s job is my job. Leave it to me. Very mean, shame? that’s right? huh! “I will humiliate you.”

“My sister is happy that Jun said that. But it’s okay. Because you have to solve your sister’s problems. Wow, when did our Jun-ah become so dependable and comfort her older sister? huh. “Okay, does she want to take a bath together for the first time in a while?”

This is what good family is all about.

Mo Yong Joo-hee, whose anger had already subsided, smiled at her pretty younger sister.

“I, too, am all grown up now.”

“Wow, this is very manly. “Then, shall I sleep with you?”

“Uh, is that okay? That kind of thing is only done with a married woman… … ”

“It’s okay with family. “It’s okay because a married woman is also family, right?”

“huh! Then let’s sleep together!”

“He’s my little brother, but he’s so cute.”

Mo Yong Ju-hee hugged his younger brother tightly.

Yes, because we haven’t been defeated yet.

It’s a judgment call, I’ll pay you back properly.

How about ruining your reputation?

This is what my loving family remains.

—-

Paengdaesan was sitting on an open wall and watching the sun set on the street.

In my view of Paengdaesan Mountain, there were always women climbing the walls, so it was fun to see the streets moving around without paying attention to me.

I wonder if everyone has seen something like this before.

Then, there was a woman wearing a cotton yarn over there.

It was a woman walking straight down the center of the street with long, manly strides.

Then, suddenly, it seemed like his head was turning in this direction, and he was showing his joy by raising his hand and waving it loudly.

Paengdaesan’s mouth became slack without me realizing it.

It was a smile so beautiful that a woman would faint if she saw it.

“Hmm, did you have fun?”

“then. Eat something delicious, eat something delicious, and more. hmm. It was delicious. Not going to the mountains? “It’s delicious.”

“I don’t know. You have to talk meaninglessly. Even if you call it a Yongbong branch, in the end, people who know each other come together.”

“joy. “That’s exactly what someone without friends would say.”

Cheong chuckled and sat down.

“Actually, I don’t know. Everyone is so busy teasing each other that they don’t really have anything interesting to say. Moreover, because of what the teacher said, I have to show off my pretense, so I feel very uncomfortable.”

“Is it pretentious?”

“Are you sneaky? Am I right? disguise? transform?”

“It’s almost like a transformation. But, aside from saying it wasn’t fun, didn’t you stay up late?”

“I was just sparring with Geomwoo and Ye. It’s been a while since I sparred, and it’s rewarding. “Nana said Danga had arrived, so I went to see his family on the way.”

“Hmm.”

“ah. right. Did you see Geumyang Sword Flower? By the way, didn’t you say that Paengga would come with Moyongga? “Then the Paengga has arrived too?”

“They said it arrived last night. I’m thinking of going to the guest house soon. “We have reserved plenty of rooms here, so use them however you feel comfortable.”

“What, can’t I come and see it too?”

Then Peng Daesan shook his head.

“Now that I think about it, Dannan, what she said wasn’t so wrong. Moreover, if she has been representing the priestess Moon, she will have to receive guests separately. “I will stop by tomorrow morning and go say hello to the leader together.”

“is it?”

And then Paeng Daesan stood up from his seat.

“Go already?”

“What’s the point of having it? ah. “If you’re hungry, I left Sorongpo and gyoza in the kitchen under your name, so you can find them and eat them.”

“Oh. mountain! Hiya, thank you, I’ll enjoy it.”

“It’s no big deal. Well then, see you tomorrow.”

And then he leaves without even looking back.

Cheong, who was left alone, leaned back on his chair and looked at the back for a moment, then as if he remembered something, he jumped up and shouted.

“Jumsoy! “Please serve the dish entrusted to me in Seomun-cheong’s name!”