Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon

I paid for one day at the Iron Workshop.

Sometimes, Kang-ho borrows steel. The host gave me the best workshop because I didn't give away any money for being polite like the cutthroats.

There were anvils, buckets, tweezers, and tweezers all around the fireplace. I asked the owner to bring me all the ingredients for the swords used here.

I've lived with a sword all my life. I have seen many times how the swordsmen of the forest make swords, and also how to fix them.

Of course, no matter how well you imitate a sword, you will never be as sophisticated as the artisans.

I drew my sword with a somewhat tense mind.

No sharper blade. Ultimately, what I need is this sword.

In fact, this swanky sword is not my taste at all. However, I couldn't go without a sword, and finding another sword that fits me wasn't easy.

So I worked on the sword first.

I removed the jewels from the sword. It was a very small jewel, so as soon as it came out of the sword, it became meaningless stones.

After removing the jewels, you scrape the surface of the scabbard with a swan sword. The blade was so sharp that the surface of the blacksmith was cut more and more evenly.

From the imprints of jewelry to the symbols engraved on the sword, it has been wiped clean. It looks like there was nothing in the first place.

I didn't stop here.

I painted a new color on the sword. It was the black color most commonly seen in Kangho. When I repainted the color like that, it looked like a completely different sword.

Isn't it a pity you broke the sword?

Not at all.

On the contrary, I heard a strange pleasure. As I said before, I did not like this splendid decoration. It was too glamorous not to wear a swan sword for too long.

The Sura Myung Wang sword I used was also a very ordinary sword to look at.

“There you go.”

I made a satisfactory smile. It was the first time I did it, but I did it fairly well. I guess you have a knack for handling swords.

Now it was time to change the most important sword.

The problem was the handle of the sword. It was also a matter of being as glamorous as a blacksmith, but the shape of the handle was unique.

I could recognize it from someone I know at once, but it wasn't a matter of removing and changing colors.

After a moment of deliberation, I decided to change the handle.

By the time we do this, the swan sword will no longer be a swan sword. The craftsman who made this sword was made with perfect consideration of the length and weight of the handle.

I give up the advantage and get only this sharp day.

You grab the blade with one hand and the handle with the other. He then injects his strength and pulls it both ways. I was distracted and stuck, but I could not endure the strength of my inner aircraft.

Suwoowoowoowoowoowoo.

The sword climbs out of the handle.

“I'm sorry.”

Among the various sword handles crafted here, a moderately-sized handle has been inserted. I used the materials and tools here to secure it. Poor technology was replaced by internal air.

It was helpful to learn from a swordsman in the past. Of course, it would be rougher and more rugged than his own, but it kept this particular sword from splattering.

*, *, *.

I swung my sword a few times. Not bad. Just think of it as this sword from the beginning, and you'll get used to it.

As a final task, I applied the medicine used in the iron cage to reduce the glow of the blade. Usually I try to look sharper, but I reverse engineer. Of course, it wasn't actually dull. It's just a visual change.

I could have sworn. This sword will never remind me of a Celestial Sword.

Even I will never know that this sword was a swan sword.

You swing your sword fast again.

Shhh.

Compared to the sword you have, the feeling of slicing the wind itself is different.

I was very satisfied with my new sword.

“Until I get your brother back, I'm asking you nicely. ”

Of course, he meant the Sword of Nara Myung Wang.

I even cleaned up after work. The original handle and the carved blade are completely burned in the furnace.

However, I took some small jewels that were decorated on the saber separately. When I saw the jewels separated from the sword, I thought of one thing that was worth trying.

I even greeted the host and left the Iron Fist.

And then you go somewhere where no one else is and you take off the inlet and burn it.

Now, the man who bought the elixir in Black Shi and stopped by the guest glass and borrowed the iron bar disappeared forever from this world.

* * *

“I want you to rewrite the report. ”

Definitive military reviews were very discreet while returning reports.

“Okay, I'll rewrite it. ”

It was because the person receiving the report was the amount of seaweed. The man who had once served as a general soldier has now become a colleague. It became my job to do the most, and I owe it to Bunn to rewrite the report.

Not only was this a narrow vendetta in the new general military Samarchan, but all the righteous soldiers knew it.

But I couldn't say a word. I saw the sight of Samantha. I saw the sight of the amount of seaweed.

“Bring it yourself when you're done. ”

“I see. I'll do that. ”

And I said, "Okay, bye. ”

After leaving the burial chamber of the gall, Yang Pyeong sighed lightly.

‘I heard there are no red flowers for ten days. ’

It was a moment when I felt the uncertainty and emptiness of power.

I wanted to comfort her with something. I also wanted to help with the task of the amount of seaweed.

But I couldn't do it. If we leave here for nothing, we'll be thrown out of justice, and we'll be the leaders of the outback branch.

The seagulls rewritten the report and went to Samachun.

There was a guest in the room first.

The person I didn't want to see in this place was Ju Chul-ryong, the lunar runner. He was leading the way, and the Horseman was able to become a blind man. It was Chul-ryong who had the most awkward amount of seaweed today.

“I didn't know you had company. I'll come back later. ”

Then Samachun asked me to sit down.

“Sit down. The Lord will be up soon. ”

“Yes.”

The amount of ribs sits next to the main iron dragon.

Samachun smiles with a stinking smile. I enjoyed the situation because I knew the two of you well.

“It's been a long time, but why don't you say hello? ”

The amount of gallstone politely greeted Joo-cheol.

“It's been a long time. ”

Chul Chul Dragon nods only once. I didn't know if I was sorry or if I would no longer greet the military.

The amount of seaweed was neither frustrating nor offensive. He was also confident.

Samachun enjoyed this awkward position long enough.

He was deliberately harassing the gullet. I've left you with far more work than the rest of the military, and I've repeatedly sent back reports that are coming up.

It was to subdue the amount of gallstones. To do that, he wants to break his spirit first.

Samantha believed. Humans will eventually collapse if they harass and torture. He firmly believed that there was only a difference in time as much as will.

The will of immortality? ’

Samachun snorts. I know one person who had it.

Humble.

Yes, he was a man of indomitable will when it comes to ruling the rivers. But now he's not in this world. Along with him died the will of immortality.

Chul-ryong said goodbye.

“Farewell, then. ”

“You're busy. Thank you for coming. ”

Even after leaving, Chul-ryong didn't give his gaze to the gypsum.

The amount of seaweed gave the report to Samantha.

“I've rewritten the report here. ”

“Put it over there. ”

The amount of seaweed was reported on the desk. There was a stack of reports he posted next to it. At first glance, I could see that I hadn't opened them.

The amount of seaweed confidently posted a report on top of it.

“Then I'll be going, too. ”

He was on his way out, and Samantha asked.

“Well, let me ask you one question. ”

“Yes, go ahead. ”

“I checked, and I noticed you don't have a sword. ”

“Which sword are you referring to? ”

“The Sword of Nara Plum. ”

“Isn't he in the blind report? ”

“None.”

“Then I don't know. The last year's oath didn't wear a sword. So I thought, of course, it was in a blinded report. If he wasn't there, the Lord would have disposed of him. ”

“I see. I see. Now back off. ”

“Yes.”

The amount of gall glances at his back, bowing his head and leaving the room.

As he watches the amount of gallstones coming out of his cynical eyes, he asks in an empty void.

“You keep an eye on him, don't you? ”

Then I heard a reply from the ceiling.

“Yes.”

“Find out where he hid the sword, just in case." ”

“I understand.”

The Samaritan who gave the order leans back and buries himself in the chair.

“If you didn't know, where would the sword have gone? ”

* * *

“Here's a drink. ”

In one seat at the tavern, a middle-aged sign and a young pronunciation sat down.

The White White House welcomed them.

“It's been a long time. ”

They came to drink alcohol a few times as a sign and sign of the nearby plaque.

“I've come to my senses this time. ”

“I see. Well done. I will always prepare you something to eat. ”

White White White White White White White started cooking after bringing the liquor.

I heard two people talking.

“I felt this time that there was a strange stream of air behind the offset of the sensation. ”

“What kind of airflow? ”

“I heard a rumor.... ”

There were no guests, but he lowered his voice. It meant that it was a cautious story.

“I heard a rumor that the Maestro of the Celestial Gate acquired the Merchant Guild from the island. ”

“If you're a marshmallow, aren't you one of the descendants of the Celestial Gate? ”

“That's right. That's the Horseman. One of the six most prominent successors. ”

“What's going on? ”

The voodoo man seems to have a hunch, but he doesn't talk anymore and drinks.

I pretended not to hear the White Paper, but I often heard rumors about the Celestial Gate.

It wasn't just the island. I was told that the blood of the heavenly gateway was rushing in from other regions, causing many things to happen.

It was unthinkable when he took the oath of subordination. Low Jinn really hated how Muslim people affected the local river basin. Even though he didn't have a family, he would have cracked it down even if he did.

The voodoo man looked at the white paper and said,

“But has it always been there? ”

The man looked up at the wall. Above the entrance to the kitchen was a wooden ornament. It was a decoration attached to a round shield in the shape of a ten cross with a slanted blade and edge. Like stuffed animals in a hunter's house.

I saw it.

“No, I built it as an acquisition. The wall looks empty. ”

“You carved it yourself? ”

“Yes, I made it into a bottomless pit. ”

“You're very good with your hands. ”

“You're welcome.”

The whitewash follows the man and looks at the decoration on the wall.

It naturally reminded me of what happened before.

A few days later, the seagull, which had been given as a gift for the opening, came back secretly. It was before the inauguration of Mabong-gi or Samachun.

A gallstone holds out a sword. Surprisingly, it was the deadliest German weapon of all time.

“I want you to take over this sword. ”

“It's hard for me to handle. ”

“You're the only one I trust with this sword. When the new oath arrives, I'll be watched. I won't be able to come to you from now on. ”

“Manehair.”

“Please, you've got this. ”

“What are you going to do with this sword? ”

“I don't know yet. But I don't want to give them this much if you give me everything else. ”

White White White understood the mind of the amount of seaweed to leave this. He must have been devastated when he saw the Sword of Nara.

The white man nods.

“Very well. I'll take care of it." ”

“Thank you.”

White White White Paper escaped from recall because the man asked for more alcohol.

“You're running today. ”

“It's been a while since I've been back. Don't you think you should drink it with a crooked nose? ”

“Haha, that's me. In order to excite Pigdu, I will not accept money for this dish. ”

“Great! That's why I love liquor stores. Hahaha.”

Like all the customers who asked about it, the man on the tattoo no longer cared about the decoration on the wall.