Chapter 43 – Sword Dragon Namgungjeon (01)
The place where the servants of the Murim League guided me was to a place called Yongbonggak, which was specially built to hold the Yongbong branch.
The room was spacious and the environment was cozy, and the bedding was silk so it was soft and comfortable, which was nice, but I was bored because there was no one else and no one I could talk to.
“Kyoung!”
So, while I was rolling around on the bed and playing with Seol-ah, a person from the Murim League came into the room.
When I heard that the Yongbong branch would be held this evening and that a meeting would be held every evening for the next four days, I realized that it was not a one-day gathering.
‘If you start fighting on the first day, you will fight for four days.’
Looking at it, participation was voluntary for today and tomorrow, and mandatory participation for the 3rd and 4th days.
Anyway, Yakgok had already arrived and the news had been relayed to the Kunlun faction through a Buddhist monk, so I took my time playing with Seol-ah and waiting for the Yongbong branch meeting to be held that evening.
‘They said the first day was voluntary participation…’
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As soon as Seon-ji and Zhuge Yeon-ji appeared in this place, they would immediately ask questions about the samae, throw Jeonryong’s letter to the Murim Alliance, and immediately leave to find her samae, so they planned to participate together every day.
“But… I’m the only one.”
I wondered if I had come to the wrong place, but there were two wide, circular dining tables set up, with five chairs on one side and seven chairs on the other, and the five chairs were decorated with carved figures of dragons. , Seven of which were carved with images of phoenixes soaring in the sky.
Fuuuk-
The chair that craftsmen worked hard to create using leather, cotton, and wood allowed me to lean back comfortably, not unlike the expensive modern chairs, but I was the only person sitting in this chair.
Even now, food was being set on the table non-stop, and among them, specialties and foods from all over the region were deliciously tempting me, but as I had already given up on eating to some extent, I brought a plate of fresh raw meat with me. The end was feeding Seol-ah meat.
How about some dumplings that can easily fill your stomach?
Chaeok.
As I was eating a dumpling in half and eating it slowly, I saw a familiar sight approaching from a distance.
“I’m your older brother~!”
I lifted my body from the chair, hearing the sound of waddling footsteps that seemed unfamiliar, different from my usual light footsteps.
‘Hmm? Who is it?’
It was definitely a familiar feeling and voice.
A top-notch expert, with a similar level of prowess as a teacher, and a voice that sticks to the ear in a friendly way while slightly extending the tail of the speech.
Everything about her made me feel familiar, but her appearance made me feel foreign.
“Write…?”
Instead of the old but easy-to-move men’s clothes she usually wore, she was wrapped in colorful silk clothes. A glamorous woman came waddling towards her, as if her skirt kept getting caught around her ankles.
She used to tie her long hair roughly and let it stick out and become scattered or not, but now, with the help of the Murim League’s maids, she has tidied it up and tied it up with a string, and the faint scent of flowers is emanating from her body, so she doesn’t look like anything at all. He seemed like a different person.
Furthermore, her body, which normally looked fat because she was dressed as a man, is now participating in Chilbong as a woman, so she took off the men’s clothing and wore ordinary women’s clothes, but her voluptuous body stood out and she looked different from usual…
Munch.
…He was rushing towards the food and stuffing it into his mouth with both hands.
“It’s a meal bong.”
“Yes brother!”
Yes, even if you decorate it, a meal is a meal bag.
With her dressed up so well, she picked up a lot of her food with both hands and stuffed it into her mouth. Her maids who were assisting her were angry as they grabbed her backside, but what could they do?
An ordinary maid cannot nag Sikbong, one of the seven peaks, in front of me, who participated on behalf of Jeonryong, that is, on behalf of Ohryong.
Drur.
When I offered Oh-ryong a seat next to me with my foot, Sik-bong naturally came over and sat down next to me.
‘Originally, I think Chilbong should sit at the table over there… But no one is coming anyway, so what does it matter?’
Furthermore, Chilbong’s table was mostly filled with fresh and neat vegetable salads and assorted fruits, and Ohryong’s table was filled with fatty meat, so Shikbong, who has a strong appetite, wouldn’t move even if I told him to go.
“Is it delicious?”
“Yes!”
“If I eat food that’s too fatty, I’ll get sick… No. Who am I worrying about?”
Munch.
Even though he eats like that, he constantly evaluates the taste of this dish, what kind of ingredients it comes from, and what ingredients are used. It can be said that he is a natural mukbang powerhouse.
Still, since she came dressed up neater than usual, she must have been able to attract the attention of many men, but her behavior was such that I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
‘If Master had seen this, he wouldn’t have made such an absurd misunderstanding.’
Furthermore, it’s amazing to see that they insist on it like this and don’t even pretend to do it.
“Brother, don’t you eat?”
“I’m eating. So, leave a decent amount.”
“Yes!”
Unlike me, who only ordered one or two dishes and some noodles, here, new dishes appeared as much as Sikbong ate, so for Sikbong, there was literally no other paradise in the world.
The first day of the Yongbong branch meeting ended with only Sikbong happy, having devoured the food to the point that the maids carrying the food were exhausted.
On the second day, Sikbong must have been bored, so he ignored the maids and came to visit me. As he didn’t know anyone in the Murim Alliance and was going to visit his teacher, the Murim Lord told him to wait near Yongbonggak during the Yongbong branch meeting, so he couldn’t leave easily.
If I were alone, I would ignore it and leave, but I might cause trouble to my teacher who is a member of the Murim Alliance.
Thanks to you, I was polishing the Okmyeoncheongeom sword, and Sikbong was sitting in front of me, talking about various rumors to himself.
“Brother. Did you hear what I said this time?”
“What story?”
“It is said that Shin Seong and Ban Gyu-seong, who are famous in the central region, may participate in the Yongbong branch this time!”
‘My rival… You mean him?’
“Really? Was he staying in the Murim Alliance?”
“Oh… Bro. Do you know about Young master Ban Gyu-seong?”
“Probably no one in this world knows more about Ban Gyu-seong than I do.”
Of course, it may be a lot different now than the original, but what will happen to him in the future and the fact that he is half-detained by the Murim Alliance will remain the same.
Originally, this is where he became friends with Cheonbong and Zhuge Yanji, and their affection blossomed, but now… I guess things have progressed similarly?
“Hey… The person with the most reputation in the central plains these days is Ban Young master.”
Because he was a hero created to cover up the miserable reality of the Sichuan Blood Temple, his reputation was bound to rise.
“Rather than that, it’s a sikbong.”
“Yes?”
“Don’t spread your legs too wide. You can see all of your skin.”
Sik-bong spread his legs defenselessly, probably because he was used to dressing as a man, but his skirt was wide open, exposing his thighs.
At least, it is better if you close your legs in a calm posture instead of saying, ‘How do you feel, brother?’ And spreading them wider like usual.
‘Perhaps the Five Dragons and Chilbongs will not attend the Yongbong branch this evening either.’
They said participation was voluntary, but if they weren’t forced to participate, everyone seemed to be thinking, ‘Why should I go to such a place?’
Of course, I had no need to be in this room and it was obvious that Sikbong would be there to eat delicious food, so I thought I would just go and chat and spend some time.
‘As a result, it won’t be until tomorrow before I can properly see the face of Five Dragons and Seven Peaks.’
I know about Tianfeng and Zhuge Yanji, so I will be able to see the faces of the other 7 people.
“It’s time, but aren’t you going to the Yongbong branch?”
“……I plan to participate, but is there a need to go early?”
“You have to eat early. Can’t you eat for an hour and a half (3 hours)?”
Sikbong has a completely different way of thinking than I do.
I thought I could only participate for about 30 minutes because I couldn’t eat for 3 hours, but I really planned to eat for 3 hours.
“Okay. Let’s go.”
There was no need to stay in the room anyway, so I just quietly took Seol-ah and followed Sik-bong to the banquet hall where the Yong-bong branch was being held.
Like yesterday, Oryong’s table and Chilbong’s table were separated, but Sikbong and I naturally took our seats at Oryong’s table, which serves a lot of fatty food, and Sikbong pulled up his chair and came next to me, making a slurping sound.
“Ah…”
The maids were screaming silently as they watched Sikbong eating food with his bare hands again, but he could not bear to say anything to his youngest disciple whom he loved the most, and since the Five Dragons and Chilbongs were invited from the Murim Alliance, he could not carelessly criticize the guests. Since it was impossible to catch it, the maids were already busy filling it with food.
‘It feels like I’m eating more than 30 servings in one sitting…’
At least because I was careful about it, he picks up fatty foods with chopsticks and eats foods like dumplings with his hands, but dumplings are meant to be eaten with hands, so I decided to look after them.
Seol-ah was enjoying the meal with her head down when I held the plate for her, as if the raw meat she ate yesterday was delicious. I also got excited by watching Sik-bong’s appetite, so I was eating some familiar foods such as Dong-po-yuk and other foods. All.
Tong. Tongue. Tongue.
The sound of loud footsteps was echoing in Yongbonggak.
‘One of the Five Dragons and Seven Peaks’
Judging by the fact that the other servants did not try to stop him, it seemed that this man was also one of the five dragons.
“……Chuhm.”
As Sik-bong and I took our seats and were eating, a square-jawed man came up to us and cleared his throat, pretending to not like us, but Sik-bong was eating with a griddle placed in her face, and I had Seol-ah on her lap. I couldn’t easily move it out of the way because it was placed on top.
In the end, when I motioned to her to sit next to her with my chin, her man stuck his butt out on her chair.
Wow…
The chair is small.
Perhaps because the Chilbong seat was a women’s chair, the man’s big butt got caught in it. Perhaps because her posture was uncomfortable, the chair got stuck in the man’s butt as she lifted her body up.
“Hmm…”
The man, who was sitting in an awkward position and holding up his chopsticks, came here in a awkward posture with the chair stuck to his butt while looking at the vegetables and fruits laid out there and the food sticks excitedly tearing at the duck legs.
“Let’s eat together.”
“That’s right.”
Normally, she would have just gotten up and sat on the five dragon chair, but the Chilbong chair was already stuck in her butt, so the man moved one of the five dragon chairs aside and sat across from us, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.
“It’s been a while, Prince Nangung!”
Sik-bong greeted her by tearing off her duck leg and sucking the oil off her fingers, and both my man and I sighed at the superficiality of the gesture.
“Is it a meal bong?”
“Yes! Munch…”
Looking at Sikbong, who was absorbed in eating again, Geomryong shook his head and then turned his gaze to me.
“Sword Dragon Namgungjeon.”
“Yeoncheongha. There is no nickname.”
“I heard about you. I heard you had a blast at Yakgok.”
Namgoongjeon took out the liquor that Sikbong had pushed to the corner and checked the scent. He seemed to like it, so he raised the glass and offered it to me first.
“I don’t drink alcohol.”
“Looking at the head, it’s not Buddhist. Is it Taoist?”
“Because my constitution doesn’t accept it.”
Considering that I once drank a glass of bamboo leaf syrup and got sick, it is best not to drink alcohol.
Despite my refusal, Geomryong did not show any sign of displeasure and calmly poured alcohol into his own glass. Before he could reach the food bowl, he snatched the plate of five-spice soybean pork with his chopsticks and moved it in front of him.
“Ugh…!”
Sikbong was looking at me with eyes asking me what to do, so I turned his head to look at other food, and I put a piece of dongpo meat in his mouth to match his eating pace, but it was so tasty that I quietly swallowed it and melted it with my inner energy.
“I’m not applying for military service.”
“I’m eating.”
“Then, after eating.”
I looked back at Sikbong, wondering if I had done something wrong in response to the sudden request for help, and Sikbong answered me by chewing the fried fish bone in his mouth.
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“Prince Nangong is usually like that. It’s not that he has any malicious intent, but I guess it’s just a greeting in his own way.”
“A man must answer with his sword. And you look strong.”
“I really…”
It feels like a new experience, but why is everything like this? Are there any normal people?