Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 339



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339. The Secret of the Dragon’s Sword (6)

The captain asked with narrowed eyes.

“What is that?”

“Don’t worry about this. It’s my daughter’s.”

As Mujin answered, the ship owner’s eyes narrowed even further.

“It doesn’t seem like an ordinary item… … .”

Mujin quickly waved his hand.

“It’s a worthless item.”

“You, aren’t you mistaken about something?”

“What do you mean, a mistake?”

As Mujin opened his eyes wide, an inexplicable smile appeared on the captain’s lips.

“I will judge the value of the object. I know for certain that it was not the object you had with you when you came aboard the ship.”

“… … .”

As Mujin looked at the ship owner without saying a word, the ship owner asked back.

“Am I wrong?”

“Absolutely not. This is ours.”

“It was originally yours… … Well, that’s for me to decide. For now, I’ll keep this item.”

The captain carefully held the half-broken sword.

But the captain holding the red sword suddenly screamed in a low voice.

“Ugh!”

Onlookers gathered at the sound.

Mujin quickly grabbed the red sword while the captain was flustered.

The mysterious energy I had felt before flowed down my arm.

However, this was an item that gave the infant a good night’s sleep.

Mujin gritted his teeth and held back the energy flowing from the red sword.

At that moment, the baby who was being carried on Mujin’s back woke up.

“What are you doing now?”

“Young-ah, hold on to this.”

“Oh, why is this… … . I guess I dropped it.”

“Yeah, it fell while you were sleeping.”

Mujin handed the red sword into Young-ah’s arms.

As Young-ah held the sword in her arms, Mu-jin spoke to Young-ah.

“Joe, be careful.”

“It’s okay, Father.”

The baby smiled brightly. In fact, the blunt blade without a blade was too dull to even cut off a chicken’s neck.

It was when Mujin was carrying the baby on his back and running about ten steps away from the ship owner.

The captain shouted.

“There’s a thief! There’s a thief over there!”

The captain’s shout caused a slight commotion in the surrounding area.

However, people turned their heads to check on Mujin and Yeong-a and then went back to what they were doing.

No matter what happened, no one had the leisure to worry about a mere thief.

Among them, there were people who made a living by working here at Naruto.

There was also someone from the martial arts group who was given the task of watching over this Naruto.

Moreover, merchants only cared about their own cargo and did not care what happened to others.

The moment he heard the shouts of “thief,” he just grabbed his luggage and started pulling it.

The captain quickly turned his head at that sight.

It was clearly an object.

Judging by the mysterious energy it gave off, its value might have been immeasurable.

If you asked who that thing belonged to, the ship owner could say without a moment’s hesitation that it was his.

Because Mujin failed to pay the fishing boat rental fee today.

When he thought of it as his own, desire burned in the captain’s eyes like embers from a brazier.

As the captain was about to run to catch Mujin, the red sword they had appeared in his mind.

What comes to mind when you think of the color red?

It’s blood.

There is one sect that comes to mind when you think of blood.

To be honest, I don’t really think it’s a sect.

It was the devil’s cult.

The plan was simple.

Drive him to the devil’s cult and take the items for yourself!

The captain quickly shouted.

“The demon cult is running away with the treasure!”

The ripple effect was greater than expected.

A sudden roar from the crowd.

Among them, the ones who most blatantly looked towards Mujin were the Murim people.

“The devil?”

“A cultist appeared here?”

“where?”

“That’s not the point. I just said it was a treasure. A treasure.”

When the two words, “demon cult” and “treasure,” came together in the ears of the martial artists, greed boiled in their eyes like a swaying mist in midsummer.

“Come to think of it, if you have a treasure… … .”

“Yes, the treasure stolen from the cult belongs to the one who picks it up.”

One by one, they drew their swords.

Slurp! Slurp!

The blade pulled out from its scabbard turned red as it was exposed to the red glow of the sunset.

Mujin watched those coming with swords.

In Mujin’s eyes, they looked like demons.

Can those who have a sword blade reflecting the red sunset and whose eyes hold the two letters “greed” be called normal martial artists?

Mujin had to make an important choice here.

For the half-broken red and black daughter.

But now, his daughter and himself were on the verge of death.

Mujin quickly looked at his daughter.

As our eyes met, the infant handed me a broken red sword as if he knew everything about the situation.

“Father, here.”

“thanks.”

As soon as Mujin received the red sword, he threw it at the captain.

The red sword spun around and around and then fell down in front of the captain.

Chaenggrang.

As the captain picked up the red sword, the young child carried on Mujin’s back screamed.

“Father, even if your throat is like a grapevine, you shouldn’t have accepted a request from a demonic cult!”

Mujin came to his senses with a start at the sound of the angry voice of the infant.

“You’re right. I shouldn’t have accepted that wicked cultist’s request. He’s such an evil guy. You asked for a favor and now you’re framing us!”

It was the moment when Mujin finished speaking.

Suddenly, most of the warriors approaching him turned around.

Then he changed direction and ran in a hurry.

Ta-da-dak.

The sound of the warriors’ footsteps echoed around the ferry, but the ship owner did not hear them.

A red sword that was emitting an energy that was difficult to handle with one’s hands was wrapped in a rope.

He was so focused that he didn’t see the warriors coming towards him.

I was just dreaming of taking this red sword to the bustling city of Sacheon and having it appraised by the largest battlefield in Sacheon, the Man-geum Battlefield.

He wonders how much it will be, a receipt dangles before his eyes.

As he thought about who he should hand this over to, several martial arts masters came to mind.

It was when the captain was looking at the red sword with greedy eyes.

Swish, swish.

A grating sound rang in the captain’s ears.

To the ship owner who was familiar with Naruto, it was actually a familiar sound.

It was the sound of leather shoes scraping against wood.

The problem was the number of people making that sound.

It wasn’t just one or two people who were making annoying noises.

The ship owner listened to the introduction briefly. In that moment, the ship owner’s eyes widened immensely.

The martial artists who were supposed to be chasing after Mujin and Younga suddenly started to gather around him.

The captain took a step back and asked in a trembling voice.

“Why on earth are you doing that?”

Of course, I wasn’t talking about anyone specifically.

They also did not answer the captain’s questions.

One of them pointed to the captain and spoke in a low voice.

“There’s a demon cult over there.”

“What, what kind of cultist am I!”

“Isn’t that red sword you have a sign that you are a demonic cult member?”

“That, that’s to find my stuff… … .”

The captain, who had been making excuses, quickly covered his mouth.

At that sight, one of the warriors asked with a sneer on his lips.

“Oh, so you admit that it’s yours?”

“This is mine, since I received it in lieu of the author’s debt.”

The captain pointed at the Mujin woman with his finger.

At the captain’s words, the warrior at the very front gestured to the rear with his chin.

There was a woman named Mujin over there.

At the same time, several of the warriors ran towards Mujin’s wife.

Ta-da-dak.

A warrior blocking the path of Mujin and his wife and a warrior approaching the ship owner.

It is divided into two groups like this.

As it turned out, the ship owner and Mujin’s wife were both surrounded by warriors.

* * *

Hanbin was watching the chaos that suddenly unfold with his chin resting on his hand.

Seolhwa and Cheonghwa also stuck their heads out the window, their necks craning.

Seolhwa, who had been watching for a while, said.

“Tsk, I dug my own grave, I dug it.”

“Right, why are you wagging your tongue like that… … But if you keep doing that, someone is going to die.”

Cheonghwa also clicked her tongue and observed their situation.

The story refers to the patterns painted on the warriors’ uniforms.

“You’re supposedly the Justice League warriors. Would you just swing your swords around in a place where people are swarming around?”

“I guess so. By the way, is that woman okay?”

“If you look closely, it looks like if I just take that thing away, they’ll just go back.”

At that moment, Hanbin got up from his seat.

At that sight, Seolhwa asked urgently.

“Where are you going, Confucius?”

“To find my stuff.”

When Hanbin answered as if it was obvious, Seolhwa asked again.

“Your Majesty’s belongings? Have you lost something?”

“My dragon scale sword is screaming as if it has found its own bloodline.”

Hanbin pointed to the sword hilt that was quietly sleeping in the Hwa-ryong-pyeon scabbard.

This is half of the Yonglin Sword. By bloodline, I mean the other half that Hanbin lost.

Seolhwa tilted her head even further as she realized the meaning.

How can I find the other half of the Yonglin Sword that fell somewhere in Gwirakcheon?

Seol-hwa’s eyes, which had been tilting her head, grew wide to their limit.

The hilt of the Yongrin Sword was shaking slightly.

There, like a bird crying, the hilt of the Yongrin Sword was spitting out its name.

Ziying, ziying.

The surprised Sulwha asked.

“How did that happen?”

“I have to find out from now on.”

After Hanbin finished speaking, his new appearance disappeared from his seat.

Then Seolhwa shouted.

“Confucius, let’s go together!”

“I’ll go too.”

Cheonghwa also got up from her seat.

The place where they reappeared was right in front of the encirclement of the Justice Alliance warriors.

Sasa Sak.

Before the lingering sound of the grass rustling had even faded, Hanbin sat down in his seat.

Seolhwa asked at that sight.

“Your Majesty, you said you knew?”

“Let’s take a look first.”

“Then you can look at it from above.”

“My enlightenment is still too short to be comfortably viewed from above.”

Hanbin smiled brightly and drew a circle in the air.

Seolhwa narrowed her eyes at the sight.

If it were before, I wouldn’t have been able to understand what Hanbin was saying now.

But now, I think I can roughly understand what the circle Hanbin drew means.

It was a space that Hanbin could control.

Considering their level of martial arts, the border Hanbin drew was perfectly his space.

Whoever that red sword goes to.

Or fall into the river.

This meant that Hanbin could intervene in the situation at any time in the blink of an eye.

Along with their power over life and death.

Seolhwa quietly considered her own realm.

How much space can you really control?

Seol-hwa, who had been consulting, shook her head.

There was no space here that could be confidently seized.

“Hey, I still have a long way to go.”

“Sister, don’t be disappointed.”

“What do you mean, Cheonghwa?”

“But you’re pretty, sister.”

“What does that mean… … Hehe.”

Seolhwa waved her hand and laughed in vain.

At that sight, Hanbin nodded his head with a pleasant smile on his face.

It was a smile filled with many emotions.

I was grateful that I could watch the fight leisurely like this.

I was grateful for the reappearance of the other half of the Yonglim Sword.

Ziying. Ziying.

The sound of the Yonglin Sword grew a little louder.

That was when.

Hanbin tilted his head.

Gray-uniformed warriors appeared around the perimeter of the Justice Alliance.

They appeared to be trying to surround the Justice Alliance warriors who had formed a siege net.

The gray-robed warriors had a pattern representing the Gangnam Sadoyeon engraved on their chests.

Hanbin, who confirmed the pattern, slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Things were taking an interesting turn.

Well, it’s not that I didn’t understand.

In a way, the Mugajihoe was one of the few large-scale events in the martial arts world!