Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 105



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 105

Misunderstanding (5)

How long have I been in a state of ignorance?

“Phew.”

With a deep sigh, the waves that had been surging around Jeong-hyeon calmed down.

Pot.

Her eyes, which had been closed, opened and had a calm light like a lake.

But despite her calm gaze, she felt an unfamiliar sensation.

It was a completely different feeling from anything I had ever felt in my life. It felt like I was in a different world.

Even the wind blowing right behind you feels dull, and the view to either side feels extremely distant.

On the contrary, everything in front was covering her.

The pebbles that were a few chapters away seemed right in front of my nose, and the targets that were a few chapters away seemed within arm’s reach.

Far beyond the target. The pavilion in front. She seemed to know what was going on inside.

Because the subtle vibrations coming from there were carried by the wind, informing us of what was happening there.

In that strange feeling, Jeong-Hyeon let go of the bowstring he was holding along with the arrow.

Bang!

The bowstring, which had been pulled tightly, contracted and spat out the arrow.

Bang!

The arrow that had been pulled out and hung up flew out of her hand again.

The five arrows she shot in succession converged on the center of the target as if they had been one from the beginning.

Immediately after the first arrow hits the center of the target.

Pavababak!

The second arrow flew and pierced the first arrow, becoming lodged in its center, and the third arrow flew and pierced the previous arrow again.

Even though the arrows shot in succession each flew along different paths.

It was the result of putting more energy into the arrow shot late, and even more so, feeling the flow of the wind at every moment and slightly twisting the angle of the arrow.

“… … .”

Ichimoku looked half-astonished at the sight that could almost be called a miracle.

But that was only for a moment.

“Phew.”

As soon as Jeong-Hyeon, who had been showing off his skills, let out a deep sigh and put down the arm that was holding the bow, Ilmok suddenly got up.

“Congratulations, Jeong Gwan-do!”

Unlike before, he approached Jeong-Hyeon with sincere words of praise and congratulations.

Of course, the one-shot that was familiar to Jeong-hyeon did not cross the line. It was a one-shot that stopped at a distance of exactly one chapter.

Meanwhile, after extreme mental exhaustion, Jeong-Hyeon’s cognitive area was slowly returning to its original form.

Since it was a new realization, it was impossible to handle it freely.

Immediately after the area that had been extremely stretched in the front direction returned to its original spherical shape.

“!?”

Jeong-Hyeon flinched as if he was about to start a fight, then froze.

“Why are you like that?”

Ilmok asked Jeong-hyeon with a puzzled expression, but Jeong-hyeon, who had been looking ahead, slowly turned his body with awkward movements like a wooden doll, and just looked at Ilmok with a pale face.

The reason Jeong-Hyeon suffers from social phobia is because his senses have become extremely sensitive due to the effects of the Gwi-Ryeong-Jingung.

That’s why it was Jeong-Hyeon who would have a seizure if someone approached him within the most sensitive part of his body.

Knowing that, Ichimoku stopped at a distance of one meter, but there was one important issue that both Ichimoku and Jeonghyeon had completely forgotten.

The problem with the realization from a little while ago is that Jeong-Hyeon’s achievements have increased.

Only after the altered cognitive area returned to its original spherical shape did Jeong-Hyeon realize.

She felt keenly that her nest had grown a little bigger.

And at this very moment, the Ichimoku that had approached from a long distance had invaded that territory.

“Back, back, back… .”

For a very brief moment, he muttered softly with his face as pale as if he was out of breath.

It was Jeong-Hyeon who collapsed with his eyes turned white.

“Jeong Gwan-do!?”

The surprised Ichimoku flew as if he was flying, and was able to catch Jeong-Hyeon just in time before he hit the ground.

Looking down at Jeong-Hyeon, who was unconscious in his arms, Ilmok thought.

‘Is this the second time?’

For some reason, it was a scene that reminded me of our first meeting.

‘As expected, he’s light for a man.’

He was short for a man. Perhaps because he was always hunched over, his shoulders were also narrow for a man.

But in this world, she had short hair and a flat body, which were rare to see. And she was tall for a woman.

‘This time, I think it might be anemia.’

It was at this point that I began to wonder if maybe he had grown less tall because he simply couldn’t eat.

* * *

Ilmok went to find Instructor Eunryeo while still holding Jeonghyeon in his arms.

It was because I remembered what happened when we first met.

Now that Jeong-Hyeon was in the Gap class, it seemed right to look for Choo Il-Hwan, who was in charge of the Gap class, but for various reasons, I thought that Instructor Eun-Ryeo might be a better option.

And for some reason, when she saw Ilmok holding Jeong-hyeon, Instructor Eun-ryeo let out a faint sigh.

“Haa. Let’s hear what you did to Jeong Hyeon again.”

“… … .”

That suspicious look in his eyes was one that felt unfair.

Instructor Eun-ryeo took Jeong-hyeon from Il-mok as if snatching him away, laid him on the bed, and left the room together.

And as if explaining something, Ilmok told Instructor Eunryeo about what had happened that day.

Junghyun had an epiphany, and then suddenly fainted. Just before fainting, he muttered something to himself, like, “Back, back.”

After hearing the entire explanation, Instructor Eun-ryeo nodded and opened her mouth.

“I’m not sure, but I think it’s probably because of that realization. I think the level of the Jung Hyun Guan Dao has gotten higher, and the side effects have become more serious.”

At Instructor Eunryeo’s explanation, Ichimoku also let out a faint exclamation of admiration, his face showing that he understood.

“I think that reason is the most reasonable.”

Instructor Eun-ryeo looked at Il-mok with a complicated expression for a moment and then said.

“What is certain is that the instructor will speak with the Jeong-Hyeon officer, so you should go back now. And just in case, please keep a little more distance from me in the future.”

“I will be careful.”

After Ilmok took the ticket and left, Instructor Eunryeo turned around and headed to the room where Jeonghyeon was staying.

However, instructor Eun-ryeo, who was surprised by the awakened Jeong-hyeon, closed the door and stopped, keeping her distance from the bed.

Excluding Instructor Eun-ryeo herself, only the unconscious Jeong-hyeon remains in the room.

Instructor Eun-ryeo, who had lost her characteristically cold expression, looked at Jeong-hyeon with a face full of worry and concern.

‘Whew. I can’t tell if getting involved with the youngest prince is really a good thing for that child.’

After listening to the story, it turns out that the youngest Confucius played a big role in Jeong-Hyeon’s enlightenment this time.

As a ‘non-human’, he was an excellent colleague who could lead people to enlightenment.

but.

‘Being so weak, you’ll just continue to be manipulated by the youngest prince, who is a lecher.’

As a fellow woman, it was Instructor Eun-ryeo who was worried about Jeong-hyeon’s future.

* * *

Training time the next morning.

Fortunately, Jeong-Hyeon participated in the training in good health.

“I heard the story from Instructor Eunryeo. Just in case, you should step back a little and practice.”

“Thank you, instructor.”

At Chu Il-hwan’s instructions, Jeong-hyeon, who was already alone, distanced himself even further and began to teach.

Although it was a simple conversation, the person listening was able to get a rough idea of ​​the situation.

‘I guess the side effects got worse because of the enlightenment.’

And then the training time began.

As a result of swinging his sword roughly and glancing at Jeong-Hyeon’s training without hesitation today, Ilmok was able to realize something new.

‘Hmm? Are you feeling okay today?’

Jeong-Hyeon showed off his archery skills that were almost magical, just like he showed in the empty lot yesterday.

Despite the fact that there were about fifteen of my fellow practitioners practicing nearby.

But that was only for a moment.

After shooting a few arrows, Jeong-Hyeon sighed deeply and stretched out his arms.

“Eek.”

He looked startled and then looked around with an anxious expression.

Ilmok couldn’t understand why Jeong-hyeon was acting like that while shooting the arrow normally, but there was nothing he could do.

I had gained enlightenment, but I was still immature to handle it freely.

Every time I used my internal energy to distort the cognitive realm, a huge amount of psychic power was consumed.

In the end, he could only focus his cognitive area on one side and shoot arrows when his condition was good, and when his mental strength was low, he returned to his original state and showed an anxious appearance.

‘Hmm. I guess I’m not completely used to people’s gaze yet.’

After making his own judgment, Ichimoku took his gaze away from Jeong-hyeon and swung his sword appropriately.

* * *

That afternoon.

Ilmok headed to the empty lot with Ju Seo-yeon.

“Yesterday we only watched Jeong Gwan-do’s archery, so how about we do some martial arts today?”

It was a training session for Jeong-Hyeon, who still had difficulty dealing with people.

So, Jeong-Hyeon and Joo-Seo-Yeon sat down with about this distance between them.

It was clear that the Magic Hall prohibited private conversations between officials, but for some reason, all four of them here did not seem to care about that.

‘T, this isn’t right… . Ugh, Instructor Eun-ryeo clearly said that we shouldn’t do this… .’

In fact, Jeong-Hyeon was concerned about that part, but he couldn’t bring himself to say anything.

And Baekcheon and Ju Seoyeon were not people who cared about rules.

‘Well, what does it matter as long as I don’t get caught?’

Ichimoku was a person who only looked for rules when he needed them.

Eventually, unable to resist the pressure of the three, the fight began.

“Hmm.”

Ilmok, who was watching the fight, snorted softly.

‘Still, I guess my skills have improved after focusing on martial arts for three months.’

Joo Seo-yeon’s movements were definitely faster and more concise compared to when they first became part of the same group.

However, the initiative in the battle was held by Jeong-Hyeon.

Joo Seo-yeon immediately used a fancy spear technique to strike back at arrows flying at considerable speed.

“Huh!?”

He let out a strange scream and fell down, rolling on the ground.

Among the arrows flying straight ahead, an arrow of unknown origin flew in from a curve and aimed for Ju Seo-yeon’s head.

Watching Joo Seo-yeon being unilaterally swayed, Ilmok was certain.

‘As expected, I couldn’t show off my skills at the last martial arts competition because there were too many people.’

No matter how much Jeong-Hyeon had gained enlightenment, the gap between his skills and what I had seen at the martial arts show that day was too big.

At that time, it was simply an open space where the swordsman started the fight at a distance of about this distance, so it was considered a pointless defeat as it was a disadvantageous situation for an archer.

But now that I look back, it seems like the presence of spectators watching the fight from the surrounding area was more of a problem.

Even as Ilmok was recalling the events of the Bimuhui, the Bimuhui continued.

Joo Seo-yeon focused on the magic of illusion and change, swinging her short spear in a flashy manner to knock away the arrows, and quickly moving her legs to close the distance.

visor!

As she swung her spear and flew her body, Jeong-Hyeon quickly shot an arrow and moved, further increasing the gap.

In the end, Joo Seo-yeon failed to close the distance and the situation unfolded in which she continued to shoot arrows.

puck!

The arrow, which had its tip blunted, ended with a sound of hitting Ju Seo-yeon’s side.

“Hahaha. That was a truly great fight.”

At the same time, Baekcheon, who had been given the role of teacher, sat up and spoke in an exaggerated tone.

Just like a teacher from some play.

“Jeong Gwan-do’s response was truly excellent. If he could only practice looking a little further ahead, it would be the icing on the cake. For example, instead of just dodging backwards like this, if he moved in a large circle…”

In addition to giving his best explanation, Baekcheon also demonstrated by performing light techniques and throwing hidden weapons.

And for some reason, Joo Seo-yeon was also nodding her head diligently while listening to the explanation.

It seemed that Baekcheon was trying to find a way to destroy himself through teaching Jeonghyeon.

Ilmok nodded with satisfaction at the sight of the three of them chatting and practicing so earnestly.

‘I don’t have to do anything anymore.’

Things were going smoothly, which was exactly what Ichimoku wanted.

For a long time, Ilmok was grinning while pondering the question, ‘What should I do from now on to waste time alone?’

“Phew.”

“I think it’s best to stop here for today. Hahaha.”

Jeong-hyeon’s deep sigh and Baek-cheon’s hearty laughter pierced Ilmok’s ears.

“Haaaam. Then I guess it’s best to go back now.”

As Ilmok said that, stretching his body that had become stiff from just sitting there blankly, Joo Seo-yeon, who was covered in sweat and dust from rolling around on the floor several times, laughed heartily.

“Good idea, Confucius!”

And Joo Seo-yeon smiled and said to Jeong-hyeon, who had made her roll over so many times.

“Since we’ve been together for a long time, how about taking a shower together? Jeong Gwan-do.”

At Joo Seo-yeon’s words, Ilmok’s expression changed strangely.

“What do you mean, Lord? Washing together?”

“??? I meant let’s take a bath together, Confucius. We’ve met in the bathhouse before.”

“Aren’t the bathrooms at the Black Dragon Hall separate for men and women?”

At Ichimoku’s question, the other three looked at him with expressions as if asking why he was asking such an obvious question.

In their gaze, Ichimoku’s mind was complicatedly mixed.

As Ilmok was recalling the events that had happened, he realized that he had been mistaken about something.

Ilmok asked Jeong-hyeon cautiously, with a strange expression on his face.

“Jeong Gwan-do… Were you, by any chance, a woman?”