A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 252



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Episode 252. Welcome to the Snow Country

Day 6 of reconnaissance.

I came out of the barrier early, just as the sun was rising.

“Phew… … .”

The breath dispersed into a haze.

I took a deep breath of the cold air beyond the barrier and chased away the drowsiness.

I have now become accustomed to the chilly dawn air beyond the barrier.

I’ve become quite familiar with the bitter wind blowing from the white hell.

It must be because I traveled all over the white mountain ranges that can be vaguely seen in the distance.

Ironically, I found calm in the harshest and most bitter of cold winds.

There were times when I would just sit there and let the wind blow loudly, and silence would come over me.

At times like that, I was overcome by a strange sense of peace that I couldn’t explain.

I guess my understanding of wind is gradually deepening.

It’s a feeling that’s hard to describe in words.

The sound of the wind whistling in my ears and the collar of my clothes fluttering wildly.

I found peace in it.

It’s like a sailboat that’s been hit by a strong storm, tossed around violently, but with the confidence that it will never capsize.

Furthermore, it seemed as if he could control the waves that were rolling around as if they were going to swallow up the sailboat.

I took a light step forward with my eyes closed.

Hung-

The wind suddenly rose from my step, and my hair and collar, which had been fluttering wildly, settled down quietly.

The northern wind never stopped.

Yet not a single strand of my hair wavered.

It was as if an invisible wall surrounded me.

What is this?

Actually, it wasn’t that big of a deal.

I just understood the nature of the wind.

The mysterious sound of the rain flowing from the whole body mixed with the wind and harmonized with the bitter wind of the north.

The guys gently avoided me, gently coaxing me from the northern wind that was about to crash into me like a wave.

The harder you try to resist the wind, the stronger the force it blows.

It’s like fighting the wind while holding a large shield.

Rather, it will become a large sail and be pushed forward with greater force.

Straight lines are rigid, but they eventually break, while curves only bend gently.

A strong tree is uprooted by the storm, but a reed bends and dances this way and that.

Just dance, letting the wind take over.

You must throw away your shield and stand alone.

Don’t frown at the blowing wind, but accept it as it is.

It was persuasion, not resistance.

It was a mix, not a struggle.

Peace in the storm.

Silence in the crowd.

My mind became infinitely at ease.

… … .

In the midst of complete silence.

Suddenly, Cheonma’s low laughter was heard.

The wind seemed to howl gently.

[You are quite good, disciple.]

I quietly closed my eyes and enjoyed the praise from Cheonma, which I hadn’t heard in a long time.

Then I slowly opened my eyes and… … .

Among the soldiers busily moving about, the owner of the white cloak appeared.

Adrian, the great black magician who had received the support and expectations of our Sherwood, now even gained the support and expectations of the Duke.

In fact, the wave hasn’t ended yet, and it feels like Linda’s performance has been surpassed, so it’s still too early to say that she’s great.

That’s what I called it anyway.

If you ask why.

It’s my heart.

[… … .]

I stared at the billowing white cloak for a moment, then looked around.

Then his friends came into view.

… … They were all equally scary guys.

“Ah, Lord Ashvan!”

At that moment, Adrian turned around and pretended to know what the soldier had whispered.

I nodded and approached him.

While the soldiers moved and assembled the corpses of the demons according to Adrian’s instructions, I stood next to Adrian and admired the works he had created over the past few days.

“How are you?”

“… … I’m afraid I’ll see it in my dreams.”

“thank you.”

They were all made from the corpses of Grade A demons, which were of the highest quality.

They were all colorful, unique, and full of personality.

An unknown beast covered in fur dripping with blood.

A creature that looks like a spider, but instead of eight legs, it has long arms that act as legs.

A creature with a huge vertical mouth on its chest, and all kinds of sharp sternum bones that act as teeth.

A flying beast that resembles a bat with five horns.

A white-furred, eyeless beast that looks like a cross between a deer and a dog.

A guy with blue crystals growing out of his back like thorns.

A man with a beard that grew like tree roots and holding a club that somehow glowed red.

A long tail as sharp as a blade.

A creature with huge horns like a deer, standing on two legs like a werewolf, with one arm abnormally long and a large and scary grip on it… … .

“Are you saying that these guys are all equipped with Grade A magic stones?”

“yes.”

“It’s scary.”

The dual-core bone mask Bernheim army, which had two B-class magic stones embedded in it, also achieved the feat of breaking the head of a weakened A-class demon.

I wonder what kind of appearance these guys will show.

It seemed that the Duke had also generously provided support with the A-grade magic stones obtained from the second wave.

That’s the right decision.

First of all, we have to stop the third wave at all costs.

“hmm?”

While I was looking at the faces of the guys, I found a familiar guy.

It was a guy wearing a full body armor made of all kinds of unknown bones, and he had a bone mask from the Bernheim Army attached to his face.

“What about this guy?”

“You recognize me! This is Army Bernheim.”

I looked up at Bernheim, who had grown several times in size.

Not only did it grow in size, but it also appeared to be strengthened in many ways.

“The Bernheim Army? This guy?”

“Hahaha! Necromancy allows resurrection! That’s one of the reasons why necromancy is so appealing!”

“… … I see.”

I was killing time by talking to Adrian, and then I heard the voice of the Dauphin calling me and headed towards the passage in the barrier.

There were the scouts who had arrived at work on time, and the princess who had come out again today as a snowman.

Even though it must have been quite troublesome and tiring to wake up so early in the morning and come all the way here in this chilly weather, Princess Lilia came out to see me off like this every single day without fail.

When he said that there was no need for that, the princess replied like this.

“Nothing. It’s nothing compared to those of you who go out to scout out in the cold wind blowing in the early morning. And I haven’t forgotten my mission.”

“What is the mission?”

“Boost morale!”

Princess Lilia sent us off again today, giving us a smile on her face.

“Take care on your way!”

The scouts went out on a scouting mission, greeted by the snowman princess.

To find traces of a S-class demon.

* * *

Before I knew it, I had become accustomed to scouting.

It’s been going on for 6 days, so I guess my body has gotten used to it.

Now, naturally, fighting is avoided as much as possible.

The most important thing right now is the discovery of the S-class special entity.

Anyway, I left the rest of the demons alone because they were the ones who would rush to the castle walls and lay siege.

The reconnaissance team has a reconnaissance mission.

But even so, he could not show mercy to the winged demons that flew through the sky.

Because these guys were a headache for both the scouts and the soldiers at the barrier.

It’s like being able to gather demons by spotting us from above, and being able to fly and get over barriers.

The height of the wall is not much of an obstacle to them.

That’s why he’s one of the most difficult guys for soldiers.

They killed everyone they saw.

-Keeeek!

One of the demons whose body was pierced by the night spear I threw screamed and fell down.

The only silver lining is that flying demons are extremely rare.

Today’s reconnaissance reached the eighth mountain range.

As expected, no traces of the S-class demon could be found.

“Lord Ashvan.”

The voice of Lord Monde, who was following behind, was heard.

“Did you call?”

“Are we going further today?”

“……well.”

Wheeeeew-

I stared into the white hell with the blizzard swirling around.

Even after crossing eight ridges, countless mountain ranges still stretched out before our eyes.

… … Is it worth going any further from here?

The sighs dispersed in a hazy manner.

“Let’s stop here for today. Let’s rest a bit and then go back.”

Knock knock.

We took a short break in a cave we discovered at the bottom of the frozen valley.

I was lost in thought while roughly roasting some jerky over a campfire.

‘The king of demons.’

Could such a thing really exist?

It was a moment when I was daydreaming like that.

Ouch!

I quickly turned my head at the strange gaze I felt from afar.

Mond, who was roasting jerky over a blue campfire, looked at me.

“what’s the matter?”

“There is something.”

I just came out of the cave.

“Hey.”

Mond followed behind, grumbling.

I hurried my steps in the direction where I felt the gaze.

It was inside the valley. Deeper.

As we got closer, the snowstorm grew stronger, until it became so bad that we couldn’t see clearly.

“Lord Ashvan!”

Monde’s voice seemed to be calling from far away.

The direction was not clearly discernible.

Only advancement and retreat were distinguished.

The howling wind drowned out everything.

I thought I had become quite familiar with the unruly winter winds, but it was not under my control.

It feels like I’m taking orders from another being.

“Stay there! I’ll just check and come back!”

But we can’t go back like this.

I pushed forward, cutting through the blizzard with my sword.

Because I had to check.

Why did I suffer for 6 days?

WHEEWOOOOONG!

And finally.

In the middle of a fierce snowstorm.

I had to see it.

Something pure white.

The moment my eyes met with his, I realized.

That he was the owner of the gaze he had felt just a moment ago.

The moment I saw him, he saw me too.

A breathtaking, gigantic presence dominated the snowfield.

I realized.

The king of demons is here.

A S-class special entity has appeared.

[Finally, it’s him.]

Cheonma smiled deeply.

It was a tone that seemed like he had found the treasure he had been searching for.

As soon as I heard Cheonma’s low, satisfied voice, I came to my senses.

The six-day reconnaissance mission bore fruit.

The result was something everyone was wary of but never hoped for.

Mission accomplished.

The reconnaissance is over.

Now all that remains is to return.

‘I have to get out.’

We must find Mond Kyung and escape immediately.

The moment I made eye contact with him and then turned around.

Wheezing!

A blizzard of enormous force blew straight ahead.

He swung his sword vertically and cut it apart.

It was a clear expression of intent.

I will never let you go easily.

“Lord Monde! Where are you!”

WHEEWOOOOONG!

“Mond sir!”

Phew!

“You son of a bitch! Answer me!”

There was no answer, only the ever-increasing snowstorm pulling me towards it.

I closed my eyes and tried to open my eyes, but the blizzard didn’t even allow that.

The unfolded feeling was scattered by the bastard’s blizzard.

That means this isn’t an ordinary snowstorm.

This valley has been under his control from the beginning.

Did I realize it too late?

“… … This kid.”

I looked back at him, gripping the hilt of the knife tightly.

The guy looked at me silently and opened his mouth.

【You who came from a country in trouble… … .】

I opened my eyes wide.

The bastard’s voice could be faintly heard mixed in with the snowstorm.

A demon that speaks human language.

【Welcome to the snow country… 】

He chuckled.

A welcoming greeting from the king of demons.

Should I call it an honor?

I had a feeling that it would be a truly unforgettable welcome.

【Do flowers bloom there…?】

“……flower?”

A moment of hesitation at the unexpected words.

Taaak!

There was a snap of fingers, and the heavy snowstorm that had been blowing so hard that it was almost impossible to see ahead stopped.

The snowy field suddenly became calm as if the snow storm from just a moment ago was a lie.

A woman with blazing red hair stood there.

The Thousand Horses Are Stuffed in My Head Episode 253