The Legend of the Northern Blade Chapter 95

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Jin Mu-won and Kwak Mun-jeong left the guest house early in the morning. A blue man was following them.

Jin Mu-won stopped in place and looked around the entire market. Although there were very few people walking down the street and it was a bit odd, there were still a few merchants out there doing business.

They had quite a few items spread out on the stall, but they were crying because there were hardly any people buying them.

In a way, this seems natural, as the Okgye economy has greatly declined due to the appearance of the madman. Nevertheless, Jin Mu-won felt a strong sense of discomfort.

Jin Mu-won frowned and walked away again.

‘shit! How did I, the dark moon’s heavenly moon, come to be… … .’

The blue man grumbled and followed Jin Muwon.

Not only was my surveillance mission discovered, but I also had to accompany him. If this fact was found out in Black Moon, there would be no such shameful person.

‘It’s all because of that strange sword. Even if I hadn’t been possessed by that sword… … .’

The blue man’s gaze was directed at the snow shoes strapped to Jin Muwon’s waist. Even now, when I think of the time when I was possessed by Seolhwa, I feel goosebumps running down my spine. I never dreamed that I would be possessed by just a sword.

Suddenly, one side of my face started to itch. Someone’s stinging gaze made it that way.

The blue man got angry.

“Am I a monkey trapped in a cage? “What are you looking at like that?”

Kwak Mun-jeong shrugged his shoulders at his shout.

“S-sorry. “I’m just curious.”

“what?”

“Is that face real?”

Kwak Mun-jeong was making a genuinely curious expression.

The blue man’s face now was different from when I saw him last night. Yesterday it was the face of a young Jeomsoy, but now it was the face of an old man in his early to mid fifties. Her height grew by one foot, and her physique also changed to look like a windy pig’s pee.

According to Kwak Mun-jeong’s common sense, this was something that could not possibly have happened. Even if the face is reversible, how can a person’s physique change so much in one night?

The blue man snorted.

“joy!”

In an instant, the blue man’s face changed again. This time it is the face of a sharp-faced man in his late thirties.

“omg!”

“Sometimes I can’t even remember my real face. So it would be better not to make guesses.”

Kwak Mun-jeong was so shocked that he couldn’t even respond and only blinked his big eyes.

It was not for nothing that his nickname was Sipbosipbyeon (十步十變). At Kwak Mun-jeong’s level, even if he died and woke up, his true colors could not be revealed.

‘The problem is that person… … .’

The blue man’s eyes turned to Jin Mu-won, who was walking next to him. I don’t know what happened, but Jin Mu-won immediately recognized the blue man’s appearance. The problem was that I had no idea how he recognized me.

‘shit! It’s very clear that you’ve been caught. ‘I came here to keep an eye on you. What kind of nonsense is this?’

Jin Mu-won did not even give Cheong-in a glance even though he was next to him. That sight made the blue person even more angry.

“joy! joy!”

He continued to snort.

Cheongin is also quite confident in his martial arts skills, but he lost his mind without knowing how he would be attacked. What’s even more upsetting is that Jin Mu-won didn’t even draw his sword and fought him with his bare hands.

The blue man’s eyes became somber.

‘As the branch manager guessed, he is by no means an ordinary warrior. Among the current young warriors, how many can compete with him? He will be few, except for Chilsocheon.’

Everything in Jinmuwon was shrouded in darkness. Origin, martial arts skills, and even purpose.

Jin Mu-won was an unexpected being who seemed to have fallen from the sky. But that was also the case when Black Moon did not recognize Jin Mu-won.

From now on, Black Moon will do its best to investigate everything about Jin Muyuan. By retracing Jin Mu-won’s movements, we will find out not only his birthplace, family, monks, and personality, but even trivial things that even he himself is not aware of. That was how the Black Moon worked.

Jin Mu-won chuckled. This is because it was somehow funny to see the blue man being self-conscious like a cat.

Suddenly the blue man asked.

“But what on earth are we doing this morning?”

The blue man had an expression that he could not understand at all.

That’s right, all they had been doing since morning was wandering around the market and the streets.

Jin Mu-won only looked at the items spread out at street stalls and stalls, but did not actually buy them. At first, I thought it was because he didn’t have anything he liked, but as I continued to look at it, it seemed like he had no intention of buying it at all.

Kwak Moon-jeong was equally puzzled. The Jin Mu-won he knew was a person far from luxury. And there was no need for anything urgent enough to hit the market like this before the ceremony. But he didn’t say anything, thinking there must be some reason.

The Jin Mu-won he knew was not a person who did things without reason. Whenever he moved, there was always a good reason for it.

Suddenly, Jin Mu-won’s steps stopped. His gaze was directed to a stall in the corner of the market. An old merchant was selling goods on a stall full of goods, and it seemed like there was literally nothing missing. There were many different types, and there were a few items that could only be found in Jungwon.

Jin Mu-won looked at the items piled up on the stall with a cautious expression. Then the stall owner smiled.

“Is there anything you like?”

“I like this.”

What Jin Mu-won picked up was an iron sword with an antique pattern engraved on it. It was so well made that it was hard to understand why it was on a market stall like this.

Jin Mu-won took the iron sword out of its scabbard and examined it closely. Despite its luxurious appearance, the blades were missing here and there, as if someone had already used it. Still, it was in good enough condition that it could be used for quite some time once repaired.

The stall owner grinned brightly, showing his yellow teeth.

“Hehe! I think you picked an amazing item. “Please give me three silver nyang.”

“It’s expensive.”

“It’s expensive, but if you don’t want to buy it, go somewhere else.”

“Of course.”

Jin Mu-won put down his iron sword and stood up. Then the stall owner was rather embarrassed.

“Boshu Lee, what if you just leave?”

“You said go if it’s expensive?”

“damn! Two silver coins. “I can’t give you any more than that.”

“If you answer my question, I will give you three silver nyang.”

“What is that?”

The stall owner listened with an interested expression.

“Where did you get this sword?”

“Is that important?”

“I’m just curious.”

“that is… … .”

For some reason, the stall owner hesitated to answer. Then Jin Mu-won took out a silver coin from his pocket.

“If you answer, I will give you three more silver nyang.”

Six silver coins is twice the price the merchant originally wanted to sell it for. Cheongin and Kwak Mun-jeong couldn’t figure out why Jin Mu-won was doing this, so they just looked at him.

The merchant, who looked at the silver coin in Jin Mu-won’s hand with a greedy gaze for a moment, finally opened his mouth.

“Not long ago, the black market opened and many products poured into the market. “I also bought that iron sword on the black market.”

“Black market?”

“It opens occasionally, but these days, good quality products are pouring out. “It can be said that more than half of the people doing business here in Okgye buy their products from the black market.”

“Can you tell me when the black market opens?”

“I can’t guarantee that. It could be tonight or it could be in a few months.”

“Then please at least tell me where it will be held.”

Jin Mu-won waved the silver coin in front of the stall owner. Then a look of greed appeared on the stall owner’s face.

“If you go north from here, you will come across a road called Hyeonmu-ro (玄武路), and there is a large vacant lot on one side of it. There will be a black market there.”

“Thank you.”

Jin Mu-won threw six silver coins to the street vendor owner and then stood up. In his hand was a courtesy iron sword.

“Brother, why would you pay six nyang for an iron sword like that?”

Kwak Mun-jeong asked with an expression of not understanding. On the other hand, the blue man was looking at the iron sword in Jin Mu-won’s hand with a cautious expression, as if he had noticed something.

“Maybe that sword… … ?”

“This is a style that is hard to find in Yunnan.”

Weapons are also influenced by region and climate. In densely forested areas like Yunnan, the sword was preferred to the sword. In particular, the Tao that had a thick and heavy back was welcomed. This is because it is easier to cut down thick tree branches.

It was the same with the sword. The main weapon of the Jeomchang school, a representative school in Yunnan, was the sword. The swords they used were heavier than the swords used in the central plains, and their center of gravity was formed closer to the point of the sword. Therefore, it was better suited for cutting rather than stabbing, which was the sword’s original purpose.

The sword that Jin Mu-won was holding did not fit Yunnan’s personality. Cheongin took the sword from Jin Muwon and examined it closely.

“It’s definitely not a sword made in Yunnan. “Yunnan swords are heavier but shorter.”

“It was created in the midfield. “And at least in the north of Hunan Province.”

Jin Mu-won was an excellent craftsman. He could tell the material of the sword just by flicking it with his fingers.

Each province had a different method of smelting iron, so there were subtle differences. Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to tell the difference even if they died or woken up, but a craftsman who had reached the level like Jin Mu-won could tell right away.

“When I took a look around the market, I saw a large amount of items that can only be found in Jungwon. “It was strange that so many items were released even though foreign merchants were reluctant to enter Yunnan.”

That was the true nature of the sense of discomfort that Jin Mu-won felt.

“It’s amazing.”

The blue man let out an exclamation without realizing it. He clearly saw the same sight and walked down the same street, but Jin Mu-won was seeing things from a completely different perspective than he did.

Only Kwak Mun-jeong, who did not know what was happening, blinked his eyes and looked at the two people in turn. Because I had no idea what he was talking about.

“Can’t I speak so I can understand?”

Cheong-in clicked his tongue at Kwak Mun-jeong’s scolding.

“Is that head an ornament? Turn your head. Items that did not fit Yunnan were released into the market in large quantities. “What does that mean?”

“The goods must have flowed in from somewhere, right?”

“So, where did it come from? “You idiot, think about it and live.”

“then?”

Kwak Mun-jeong’s expression hardened. Only then did he get the sense.

“Yes, those who kidnapped the merchants sold their goods on the black market. “It is clear that this sword was used by the kidnapped warriors.”

Many merchants have been kidnapped so far. Many people have tried to find them, but no clue has been found so far.

Black Moon also recently took an interest in this incident and collected information, but it was blocked and no progress was made. However, a clue to advance the case was obtained from an unexpected person in a completely unexpected place.

The blue man looked at Jin Mu-won with a new expression.

‘Not only is he strong in martial arts, but he also has terrifying intuition.’

While most people simply focused on the missing merchants, Jin Mu-won looked at the case from a completely different perspective and tracked it down. And I got a clue from an unexpected place.

The ability to achieve the desired results in situations that seemed completely unsuitable was not something that could be achieved through hard work. That kind of intuition was something you had to be born with.

He realized that Jin Mu-won was a much more difficult person to deal with than he thought.

Burrr!

A chill of unknown origin suddenly ran down my spine. He thought this feeling would last quite a while.

Jin Mu-won looked at Cheong-in. Cheongin immediately recognized the meaning in Jin Muwon’s gaze.

“I’ll take charge from now on. “You learn everything about the black market in one hour.”

Finding a breakthrough in a tight situation is difficult, but once a clue is obtained, obtaining information is not that difficult. Especially if you use Black Moon’s organizational power.

Jin Mu-won’s gaze turned north to Hyeonmu-ro.

‘Now we’re one step closer.’

The wind was blowing.

martial arts,