Chapter 51

"You idiot!"

Jeong Charyeon shouted at Jeok Leegeon.

Jeok Leegeon was squatting by the stream. He carefully brushed off the mold on his gloves and began to wash them clean in the flowing water. Charyeon's nagging continued.

"How could you spend fifteen thousand nyang on a single dagger? You're either crazy or stupid, one of the two. No, you're a crazy idiot."

Charyeon was a little agitated. In fact, fifteen thousand nyang was an unimaginable sum for her. The monthly salary of the Righteous Sword Sect's elite warriors was around fifteen nyang. Even Im Muyeol, the oldest and most skilled among them, barely exceeded twenty nyang.

But fifteen thousand nyang?

Earlier, when they were calculating the money to build a house, she thought Jeok Leegeon was handling this matter at someone's request.

So she wasn't that surprised.

But this case was different.

"How on earth do you have so much money? Did you steal it, or are you, a son of a rich family? No. Didn't you say you run a fruit store? Was that all a lie?"

"Ugh, so noisy. You're noisier than me."

Charyeon's cheeks flushed slightly. Come to think of it, she had been talking too much by herself.

"...So you do know you're noisy."

"Give me that."

Charyeon handed over the Ice Jade Dagger. She felt a little disappointed, realizing she had secretly hoped he would give it to her as a gift.

Even if he did give it to her, it would be too great a gift to accept, but refusing a gift was another matter entirely.

"It'll be good for slicing meat, keeping it fresh."

"Why buy something like that? What a waste."

At her sulky words, Jeok Leegeon stared at her face.

"Did you perhaps want to receive it as a gift?"

"Absolutely not!"

Her voice trembled. She really couldn't lie.

Jeok Leegeon casually stuck it in his waistband and said,

"It's not a useful item for you anyway. It'll only attract flies. I'll give it to you later when your martial arts have improved a bit."

"Who said anything?"

"Instead, hold out your hand."

"Why?"

Charyeon stepped back in alarm.

"If you're going to give me that dirty thing, no way."

Contrary to her words, the gloves, now free of mold and dust, were very unique and impressive. She thought they were black, but the gloves were transparent.

Jeok Leegeon's expression turned a little serious.

"Wearing this will help improve your martial arts a bit. You're stuck at the Seven Stars, right?"

At those words, Charyeon was startled.

"Huh? How did you know?"

Her eyes widened.

"Is there anything I don't know? Come here."

The words that it would help her martial arts shook her heart. She had lived only for martial arts.

"You're right-handed, right?"

"Yeah. It really helps, right? If you're just teasing me..."

Then Jeok Leegeon grabbed her arm and said seriously,

"Even the most insignificant object has its own unique energy. Wear it with a reverent heart, feeling this guy."

She felt sincerity in his grip.

"...Okay."

Jeok Leegeon slowly put the right glove on her.

The elastic material clung perfectly to Charyeon's hand. It stuck completely to her hand.

The moment she completely put on the glove,

Whoooom!

She felt the glove vibrate as it completely adhered to her hand. An indescribable energy spread from both hands throughout her body. It was electrifying.

Jeok Leegeon grinned at the sight.

"Good. Not bad."

After taking a long, deep breath, Charyeon asked,

"What was that just now?"

It was truly an electrifying feeling in a word.

"It's a sign that this guy is accepting you."

"What?"

"Indeed, my eyes weren't wrong. You're talented enough."

Charyeon looked down at her hands. Because it was a transparent light, it was difficult to tell whether she was wearing gloves or not. Only then did she realize that the gloves were no ordinary divine object. She instinctively clenched her right hand.

"Huh? There's a letter engraved on it. Wind?The character wind was written very small in cursive on her palm. Just by looking at it, it looked like a tattoo on her palm.

Jeok Leegeon put the left glove on his own hand.

The character 'God' was written in cursive on his palm.

Jeok Leegeon raised his left hand and said,

"Say hello. It's the Wind God."

"Wind God?"

"Wearing one each like this, we can check where each other is even if we're apart. You can't do it yet because you lack internal energy, but I can."

"No way!"

"Yes, way. The material isn't ordinary. And the previous owner was such a great person, it's a treasure among treasures in a word."

She could feel it without being told. The gloves were saying it with feeling. There's nothing more precious than me in the world.

"You can even block Sword Qi with your hands. Of course, your internal energy is still weak, so if you touch it, you'll be seriously injured. But even so, your hand won't be cut off. When your martial arts improve, it won't be cut by Sword Aura either. It's a treasure that can't even be compared to this dagger. Know that and use it."

There was a question that preceded her curiosity about how Jeok Leegeon knew this glove was a treasure.

"...Why are you being so good to me?"

When she raised her head, Jeok Leegeon was walking far away.

His face, glancing back and gesturing for her to come quickly, was dazzling in the sunlight and she couldn't see it clearly.