Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 189

Clang.

Lee Ro-woon brought down the hammer.

A faint smile spread across his lips, as if satisfied.

‘This is fun.’

Hammering was more fun than he had thought.

Clang!

The hammer struck at the right timing, and a resonance seemed to respond to it.

Zzzzz.

It had been quite a while since he had felt this kind of feeling.

Lee Ro-woon put down the hammer for a moment.

“Hup.”

The artisans, realizing they had been staring blankly at Lee Ro-woon, swallowed their breaths and looked away.

The way he was hammering was like a work of art.

Rapid improvement?

That wasn’t enough to describe it.

“Is this really your first time?”

Lee Ro-woon nodded at the question.

“It’s no different from handling a sword.”

“……..”

Lee Ro-woon chuckled as if no further explanation was needed.

But it wasn’t wrong.

The teachings of his Sword King master were not limited to the weapon called a sword, but to all weapons.

The hammer was just one of them.

Also.

‘It’s also helpful.’

He was still in a situation where his body balance was not right due to the Emperor’s Ring.

Every time he swung his sword, his whole body creaked, and he barely maintained his balance.

Whoosh!

He was regaining his balance by swinging the hammer.

“It’s hard to believe, but I have no choice but to believe it.”

Dang Cha-gi said, wiping the sweat that was dripping down his face.

“Certainly, your hammer swinging is excellent, but there are many shortcomings in other aspects.”

“It’s my first time.”

Nod.

“It’s not just about swinging. You need to maintain balance with the right speed…”

After listening to the long explanation, Lee Ro-woon nodded and swung the hammer again.

Clang.

He still didn’t fully understand Dang Cha-gi’s explanation.

Certainly, smithing and swordsmanship were different.

However.

‘It’s no different.’

At some point, a strange feeling was felt through his fingertips.

Hitting something with a weapon.

Swinging it correctly and hitting it accurately.

Claaaaaang!

That they collide.

“M-My goodness.”

The artisans covered their mouths and shouted as they watched Lee Ro-woon, who was lost in a trance, swinging the hammer.

The way Lee Ro-woon swung the hammer was no different from art.

Even so, as Dang Cha-gi said, there were shortcomings.

“H-Elder… how did you do that?”

As soon as he heard Dang Cha-gi’s words, Lee Ro-woon’s hammering changed.

Claaang!

The shortcomings were disappearing.

Just like when he first grabbed the hammer and held it in various ways.

Claaang!

With each swing, he was growing, no, evolving.

“Me too…”

Dang Cha-gi also said, covering his mouth with a shocked face.

“I don’t know either.”

He didn’t understand what he had done.

***

Although Lee Ro-woon showed great talent in hammering, smithing was not something that could be done with just hammering.

There were many processes required for weapon forging.

But Lee Ro-woon wasn’t the only one here.

“Hurry! Move faster!”

“Quickly!”

“Damn it! I can’t keep up with the hammer speed!”

Now, none of the blacksmiths in the smithy were holding a hammer.

They left all the hammering to Lee Ro-woon.

Clang!

The rest were struggling just to assist Lee Ro-woon.

Claaang!

Lee Ro-woon was hammering continuously as if possessed.

Now, he was stepping into a new realm.

‘It’s no different from sparring.’

Fighting against this steel.

‘Then…’

Drip.

Before he knew it, drops of blood flowed down Lee Ro-woon’s arm and onto the hammer.

The tip of the hammer glowed reddish for a moment.

Crack!

A different sound spread, and the artisans stopped moving.

The power imbued in the hammer was so great that it not only hammered the steel but also broke it.

“Again.”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, the artisans moved again.

Crack! Crack! Bang!

Failure, failure, and failure again.

The artisans realized what Lee Ro-woon was doing.

Gulp.

They didn’t give any advice.

What Lee Ro-woon was trying to do now was something that none of them here could do.

“Here it is.”

Not even Dang Cha-gi could do it.

Crack!

Dang Cha-gi’s eyes burned as he watched the broken pieces of metal.

‘He’s trying to imbue it with inner energy [internal martial energy].’

It was something close to a feat that only the best artisans could do.

Imbuing inner energy, which was essential for creating an object that could be called a true masterpiece.

Craaaack!

Lee Ro-woon, who had only been holding a hammer for a few days, was trying to do it.

‘It’s impossible.’

But from perfectly gripping the hammer to swinging it.

Craaaaaack!

Lee Ro-woon did those impossible things as if to show off.

So.

“Here…”

He couldn’t take his eyes off Lee Ro-woon, with a sense of anticipation.

That’s when it happened.

Clang!

A clear metallic sound echoed all around.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

It was unbelievable.

The piece of metal that the hammer had struck was stretched out and glowing red.

It wasn’t melting from the heat.

Wooong.

Inner energy that resonated was imbued.

“I-Insane…”

He had done it.

Lee Ro-woon didn’t know what he had done, or perhaps he was in a trance, as he continued to hammer.

Claaang!

This time, flames ignited on the piece of metal.

The moment they merged into one.

“Stop!”

Dang Cha-gi shouted without realizing it.

Lee Ro-woon stopped abruptly.

“If you continue, our hearts will stop.”

A voice filled with sincerity.

But that wasn’t the only reason that stopped Lee Ro-woon.

“It seems that ordinary steel can’t handle any more inner energy.”

Lee Ro-woon looked at the metal.

“Indeed.”

There were cracks all over the piece of metal.

It was crumbling because it couldn’t handle the weak demonic and heavenly energy that Lee Ro-woon had imbued into the hammer.

“Han-cheol [a special type of metal].”

Dang Cha-gi said with eyes burning with desire.

“I’ll bring Han-cheol.”

He wanted to see.

How far this man could go.

And what kind of weapon he would complete on his own later.

“Bring the Ten-Thousand-Year Han-cheol-!”

At Dang Cha-gi’s command, the artisans moved quickly.

* * *

About a month had passed.

‘I succeeded in imbuing demonic and heavenly energy.’

Han-cheol, especially the Ten-Thousand-Year Han-cheol, truly lived up to its name.

It accepted Lee Ro-woon’s inner energy to some extent.

But the problem was what came next.

‘The Emperor’s Ring.’

The metal imbued with inner energy could not contain mana.

The moment mana was injected.

Crack!

The strong Ten-Thousand-Year Han-cheol cracked and crumbled.

Han-cheol, which was said to be more expensive than gold of the same weight, was piled up in dust.

Even so, the Dang family’s artisans were helping Lee Ro-woon as if they were possessed.

‘Even if the Dang family goes bankrupt.’

It was a phenomenon that arose from the obsession to see what Lee Ro-woon would accomplish.

Dang Hwa-young also heard the news and told them not to spare any resources.

“Aren’t you going to pick up the hammer today?”

Dang Cha-gi said with a voice filled with subtle anticipation.

It was said that martial artists gained enlightenment just by watching the battles of high-level martial artists.

Their level would increase just by watching.

It was a part that the artisans didn’t understand well.

‘I think I know now.’

Dang Cha-gi, as well as the artisans of the Dang family, were realizing what that meant with their whole bodies.

Lee Ro-woon’s hammering.

The way he moved his inner energy.

As a result of watching all of that up close and even reducing their sleep, the artisans’ levels had increased.

Other artisans had increased by one or two levels.

Dang Cha-gi.

‘It feels like a wall is about to break.’

He felt like the wall he hadn’t been able to cross for decades was collapsing.

So, he couldn’t help but urge him.

“I’m thinking.”

“About what? Although we are lacking compared to you, Lord…”

The artisans of the Dang family already acknowledged that Lee Ro-woon was a better artisan than them.

“Still, we are the artisans of the Dang family. If we share our concerns, we might come up with a solution.”

“Hmm.”

What Lee Ro-woon wanted to do was.

“To contain inner energy and mana.”

For example.

“The Silver Divine Weapon.”

The Silver Divine Weapon was a special weapon of silver that reacted to the inner energy of martial artists.

“Einheart’s Relic.”

Einheart’s Relic was an object that reacted to mana, like the ones used by the Batella Knights of Phile.

“It’s like combining those two.”

“……”

Dang Cha-gi’s face was blank.

So was everyone else.

“That’s…”

It was a more serious problem than he thought.

It was close to impossible from the start.

Inner energy and mana do not mix.

It was something that many artisans had experimented with, and many martial artists had experimented with.

“I’m sorry.”

In the end, they couldn’t come up with an answer.

However, Dang Cha-gi just wanted to help in any way he could.

“Perhaps…”

There was one thing.

It felt like there might be a way.

“I think the uniqueness of the material might help with the solution.”

“Material?”

“You can use inner energy and mana, right, Lord?”

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed it.

When Lee Ro-woon was hammering, he could clearly feel Einheart’s mana.

Nod.

“Is that something anyone can do?”

Could anyone do it?

Lee Ro-woon shook his head.

Lee Ro-woon was the only one who had perfectly mixed the two forces.

It might be possible under Lee Ro-woon’s control, but it had never been discovered externally.

“I think that’s the problem.”

Material.

“Only a special material might be able to contain both forces…”

But the problem was what a special material was.

“Oh.”

Lee Ro-woon said as if he had realized something.

There was a reason why he started hammering in the first place.

A situation where he had to leave his position.

He thought he needed at least one proper weapon for the future.

‘Namgung Mu-hon [a legendary sword] would be perfect, but…’

Namgung family’s divine artifact, Namgung Mu-hon, had been the most suitable weapon so far.

-I’m sorry.

Namgung Cheon refused, asking what he was talking about.

He had thought about subjugating and taking the Namgung family’s world, but.

‘It doesn’t seem like he wants it.’

The will of the sword didn’t want it.

He didn’t want to go against the will of the sword, if it was a human, maybe, but not a sword.

That’s why.

“I have something good.”

To make a sword that he could use himself.

“Because those were the things I was going to use from the start.”

He just thought that now was the right time, with the right materials.

Materials that even the artisans of the Dang family couldn’t easily handle.

And the same for the players.

They had been hunted so far, but they hadn’t been able to properly utilize the materials.

“Balrog’s corpse.”

Balrog [a powerful demon].

And.

“There should be some remains of the Partizan [a legendary spear] left too.”

Even Dragon Bone.

“W-What…”

The artisans were gaping.

Seeing them unable to come to their senses, Lee Ro-woon spoke again.

“Bring them.”

Well, there were enough materials, so a few failures would be okay.

* * *

There was no noise in the Dang family.

Dang Hwa-young had ordered everyone except the artisans to leave the Dang family.

The Dang family’s smithy had a different appearance than before.

It was five times larger.

Black smoke was pouring out of the chimney, polluting the air of the Dang family.

Clang! Clang!

The only sound in the Dang family was the sound of metal echoing from within.

Clang.

But even that stopped.

Inside the smithy.

“It’s complete.”

Lee Ro-woon said, lifting a large two-handed sword.