Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 383

Published at 11th of August 2023 03:49:16 PM

Episode 383. I am the hostess of Yeongamwan.

The fight between Waryong Swordsman Yeon Mu-baek and Death Sword Lee Cheol-won in the front yard of the anchae became increasingly fierce.

Both Yeon Mu-baek and Lee Cheol-won were not lacking in listening to the sound of drummers with abundant practical combat.

The movements of the two were different.

If Lee Cheol-won's swordsmanship, which had only been fighting all his life, was practical, Yeon Mu-baek was clever.

Chae Chaeng -.

Sparks once again flew between the two.

Lee Cheol-won pushed Yeon Mu-baek's sword away with his sword body and took a step back.

'shit! Where did this guy come from?'

Although he pretended to be calm on the outside, Lee Cheol-won's inside was burnt to black.

He was too strong even for a young guy.

He himself was out of breath, but the opponent was the same as the first time.

In terms of his swordsmanship as well as his air power, he was being pushed back.

'I'm going crazy. I should have brought the strangers with me!'

He said that not all the thirty people who came with him were iron-blooded.

The number of members belonging to the foreign party is only ten.

The rest are just scavengers raked from here and there.

It can be said that they are noisy but not helpful when a fight breaks out.

Hyeon Moo-baek said coldly to Lee Cheol-won, who was shaking his shoulder.

"why? Are you afraid now?”

“Crazy man! Guys! Hit!”

At the provocation of Yeonmubaek, Lee Cheol-san took a final gamble.

Hearing such a sound, I had no choice but to push on, whether it was porridge or rice.

“Wow!”

“Kill!”

About 30 warriors ran to the main house with various weapons in their hands.

that's when

Before Jeong Ji-jang's soldiers could react, the speaker jumped forward with his sword.

The speaker was not the immature young lady of the past.

She was like her blade, which had been well-honed during her life as a master of her haewon-sangbang.

In addition, she added the free mental method handed down by Yeonjeokha, so there is nothing harsh about her.

window -.

visor-.

On the other hand, even in the Iron Blood Room, the strength of each individual could not keep up with the Iron Blood Room's reputation.

“Ugh!”

“Keugh!”

At once, the two Sangvisites fell backwards.

Iron-blooded thugs are startled by the inaction of the speechist that goes beyond expectations.

The momentum that seemed to pierce the sky was broken.

Naturally, the movements of the Sangvis swordsmen also became passive.

Chchchchang-.

window -.

The sound of blades clashing resounded loudly.

However, the eight Sangvis warriors couldn't move forward at all.

Of course you could bypass her and run into her main house, but none of her took the lead.

It's because I'm afraid of the unmanned soldiers of Jeonggajang, who stand like iron towers on the main floor.

The 20-year-old bastards subtly turned to the wait-and-see attitude as the iron-blooded bandits were pushed back.

Such an atmosphere was conveyed to Lee Cheol-won.

Cheol-Won Lee's mind was disturbed as his subordinates were pushed away and the bad guys fled.

As his concentration wavered, his sharp swordsmanship became nothing more than his struggle.

Hyeonmubaek did not miss such a gap.

The Gucheonsei Law four-style wind and fire calamity was unfolded.

In front of the sword wind that came like a typhoon, Lee Cheol-won helplessly backtracked.

Chan-.

With a sharp sound, Lee Cheol-won's sword flew into the air.

Cheolwon Lee lost his sword as his grip was torn by Yeonmubaek's sword power.

Yeonmubaek placed the sword body on Lee Cheol-won's shoulder.

When Lee Cheol-won, the head of the foreign party, was defeated, the iron-blooded bandits quietly retreated.

“Would you like to do more?”

Instead of answering, Lee Cheol-won gnashed his teeth.

His face was burning because he couldn't be seen in front of his subordinates, but he had to step back now.

Yeon Moo-baek did not spray Lee Cheol-won.

It's true that his words and actions were filthy, but he couldn't kill the head of the Iron Blood Chamber for that reason.

Lee Cheol-won left without looking back.

Wounded Sangvis swordsmen hung down their shoulders and followed him.

After the Iron-blooded bandits left, Yi-Hwa Yang called the women from her hiding place and went to tidy up the yard.

When her broken table was cleared, there was not enough space to entertain her guests.

She hurriedly borrowed a table from her neighbour's house to make sure there were no empty seats for her.

The opening ceremony was held a little later than planned.

However, contrary to concerns, there were many guests who attended.

Even after the opening ceremony, villagers continued to flock to it.

It's all thanks to Iron Blood Room.

People wanted to see the young Gwanju who defeated Lee Cheol-won, the head of the Iron Blood Bang.

Yeongamugwan was almost like a banquet house.

Yang Yi-hwa and her women had no time to rest due to the constant flow of customers.

Yang Yi-hwa, in particular, kept going in and out of the yard and kitchen to make sure her table didn't run out of food.

Then, for a moment, she is taking a breather in the kitchen.

One of her admirers came in and she grunted.

“No, even if you look at it, only Mama (媽媽, smallpox) keeps asking why it’s not. stop eating and go I'm going to sit down until the end and pull out the mulberry. Are you a beggar bastard?”

Yang-hwa, who had been listening indifferently, asked.

"why? what happened?"

“Some stranger came and ruined the atmosphere.”

“Are you making a fuss?”

"no. He seems like someone who shouldn't be here, but he just sat there and talked about food.”

“Are you saying someone shouldn’t be here?”

“Looking at her face, it looked like she was possessed. So even though she pays attention, she is stubborn.”

“Mama? Isn't that contagious?"

“It's an epidemic. So I told him to go, but he didn't listen. Customers are going to leave because of him. What should I do? Would you like to go out, madam?”

“… … .”

Yang-hwa, who hesitated for a moment, arose.

Her legs were heavy with fatigue, but she had to sort it out herself.

She went out into the yard and Yang Yi-hwa casually moved among her guests.

It wasn't difficult for her to find someone who had Mama.

She was eating alone as no one sat around him.

Although she is among people, she looks lonely for some reason, so she is not happy.

'Should I just pretend I don't know.'

Just in time, he, who was eating fish soup like a man possessed by her, lifted her head slightly.

The gazes of Yang Yi-hwa and Yeon Jeok-ha intertwined.

At that moment, her youthful gentle yet wounded eyes touched Yang Yi-hwa's heart.

As if she was wandering around Gangho, the faces of her family members overlapped.

She lowered her gaze in some sort of guilt.

The table at which he sat was soiled with spilled food.

There were only a few types of food.

It seems that it happened because Chan-mo and her wives, who were carrying the food, were avoiding it.

Yang Yi-Hwa hurried back to the kitchen and filled her colander with her new food.

Even when she sent, she wanted to treat her well.

Audience.

A sigh flowed from Jeong Ji-jang's mouth.

"ha! It's as if you've touched a beehive. The Iron Blooded Room won't sit still."

Hyeonmubaek said in a calm tone.

"I know. But he was the one who came to fight anyway.”

“Your brother is right. It was an unavoidable fight. By the way, isn't it crazy that the military officers of the political faction are attracting the Sapphire Iron Blood Room?”

The speaker was furious as if indignant.

Jeong Jeong-cheon looked around at the Yeons with perplexed eyes.

If Cheolhyeolbang took issue with today's work, would it be able to defeat Yeongamugwan?

'I can't do it by myself alone.'

However, the Yeons were not afraid because they had no sense of reality.

“Do you have any connections in Henan?”

"doesn't exist. Even if it’s Nam Ji-ryeseong, I don’t know.”

“Huh, that’s true. If I send someone to Namjikryeseong, it will take two months to come... … .”

Jeong Jeong-cheon was speechless.

Two months is no help.

Yeon Seung-baek said something to Yeon Mu-baek.

“Hyung-nim, now that this has happened, let’s gather people together and fight. Like the other bosses, we're hiring rongin.”

“A rongin?”

“Anyway, there is no ark in Iron Blood Room right now. I think you can just have Hyung-nim and Seol-ju deal with the bubang-ju and the heads of households, and ask the ronin to take care of the small fish.”

“I think that is a good idea. If you have to fight the Iron Bloods anyway, fight properly. I will also send a letter to the upper room saying that I will be a little late.”

To the words of his younger brothers, Hyeonmu Baek did not answer easily.

However, if he had to fight anyway, there was no other way than to save the ronin.

Jeong Jeong-cheon, who was listening, said a word.

“By the way, will the ronin come? The opponent is Iron Blooded.”

“… … .”

At his words, the Yeons fell silent.

Jeong Jeong-cheon, who watched the Yeons with pitying eyes, continued to speak.

“Of course I know there is no other way. There's no way to give it to a country military officer who has no achievements or reputation to speak of.”

When the story of Hocheonmaeng came out, a bitter smile appeared on Yeonmubaek's face.

Yeongamugwan and Hocheonmaeng today were no different.

“But don’t give up before you even start. If you're going to hire a rongin, I'll give you financial help.”

"thank you. If you do that, I will not forget your kindness.”

“What is grace? Rather, I’m sorry I couldn’t help more because I had no connections.”

"no. You are the benefactor of Yeongamugwan.”

“Hyung-nim, while you’re talking, how about talking to the guests? I want to spread rumors.”

“I just had the same thought as my second older brother. There were quite a few Moorim people among the guests. Start recruiting right now. do you know Is there anyone who wants to become a disciple of Yeongamugwan?”

At the urging of his younger siblings, Yeon Mu-baek rose from his seat.

If he decided to fight the Iron Blood Room anyway, the faster he moved, the better.

Yeonjeokha, who was in the middle of ravenously eating food, raised his head.

A woman in silk came over and was clearing the table.

Even with such a beautiful face, should I tap and poke him to stop?

like other girls?

When I was having such useless thoughts, she said the woman.

"sorry. It was late to clear the table because there was not enough hands. I will serve it again, so please enjoy it comfortably.”

“It’s okay… … .”

"no. You can't treat guests like this. If her own mother had seen it, she would have scolded me.”

“… … .”

I stopped eating for a while.

In the meantime, Yang Yi-hwa quickly finished cleaning her table and put new food on it.

As soon as the new food was served, he leaned his upper body forward again.

Then Yanghwa said.

“But the swelling on his face… … . Is it contagious?”

"no. wrong medicine It's because you eat it. They said it was because of the fire rushing to his face. It’s just a nasty boil.”

“As expected. Didn't the people who worked without knowing that sound harsh? Please understand."

"are you okay. By the way, do you live here?”

“Yes, I am the hostess of Yeongamugwan. Have a good time then.”

Yang Hwa smiled brightly and turned around.

At the right time, Yeonmubaek, Yeonseungbaek, and came out to the daecheongmaru.

At the appearance of the young gwanju, the people who ate the food became quiet for a moment.

“I am Yeonmu-baek, the head of Yeongamugwan.”

In a calm tone, Yeon Mu-baek revealed the problems Yeon Gmugwan was facing in front of the people.

“… … Our Yeongamugwan is not going to succumb to the tyranny of the Iron Blood Room. The knights of the opening ceremony decided to join us. But that's not enough. So, I would like to invite heroes to accompany our Yeongamugwan. Of course, the case will not disappoint you. If you wish, I will also teach you the martial arts of Yeongamugwan, which can be said to be one of the strongest.”

Chapter end