Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 121
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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 121
Reform (7)
The next morning.
The heavyweights of the Demonic Cult gathered at Cheonmajeon.
They were all heads of each organization, and there were also several middle-aged warriors who were in charge of the armed forces.
Cheonma, who had called them all to Cheonma Hall, opened his mouth with a solemn expression, different from his usual blank face like that of a country old man.
“I have called you all to begin work for the future of the Great Heavenly Demon Sect.”
Cheonma, who had opened his mouth like that, told them about the educational reform plan that Ilmok had planned and Wei Jinhak had put into practice.
Since the ban on magic for those under the age of sixteen had already been implemented, everyone gathered here was already aware of the general details.
However, the instructions Cheonma gave them today were beyond their understanding.
“In order for the elementary education of the believers to be fully established, each institution will elect instructors. Also, we plan to assign some of the armed forces to guard the children so that they can travel to their home villages during the holidays.”
At Cheonma’s explanation, Deng Fei, the elder brother of the elder brotherhood, took a step forward and prostrated himself.
“If the Lord of Manma gives the order, I am ready to throw myself into a pit of fire. Also, everyone understands that this is for the future of the school. However, I am concerned that if we invest too many people in education, we will not have enough manpower to watch out for external forces and govern internally.”
It seemed that it was not just the head of the household who had such an idea, as several warriors followed the lantern and bowed down to the Heavenly Horse.
Perhaps expecting this to happen to some extent, Cheonma showed no sign of panic at all.
Cheonma stroked his beard with a solemn face and glanced at the people who were bowing down, then opened his mouth again.
“The issue of having to look after external forces is something that even this old man knows well. However, internal affairs are a bit different. Our religion has already been established in Xinjiang for nearly two hundred years. Now, the only people who rebel against our religion in Xinjiang are vagrants who have flowed in from outside. If that is the case, it seems that it can be easily dealt with while escorting the children to and from school.”
There was talk of using the armed forces, which periodically patrolled the Xinjiang region and acted as a sort of surveillance unit, as escorts for the children attending the Chomagwan.
“Also, since the children only go to and from the village once every ten days, all you have to do is just walk around each village during your spare time and perform your watchdog duties. The only thing that’s added is the task of escorting the children once every ten days.”
Ilmok first thought of five days of training and two days off to revive modern memories, but this was rejected by Cheonma.
In a world where there was no concept of holidays, taking two days off out of seven seemed too lazy.
It was truly unfortunate for the children, but eventually the system of eight days of school and two days off was established.
On the eighth day, education would last until lunchtime, and in the afternoon, the children would return to their respective villages, rest for two days, and then return to the camp with their escorts on the last day of the holiday.
“And the same goes for the issue of foreign powers. The invasion of those who threaten our religion is a matter of concern, but I have no intention of attacking them first. At this time, when our capabilities are still lacking, attacking the outside world would only serve to harass the believers.”
“!!!”
“It’s our fault!”
“Please kill me!”
At Cheonma’s words, everyone who had gathered, without exception, began to prostrate themselves again and confess their sins.
In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Cheonma frowned and used his internal energy.
As the deep and heavy magical energy of the Heavenly Demon God’s power spread through his body and pressed down on all directions, those gathered in the Heavenly Demon Hall did not dare to open their mouths.
“Listen until the end.”
Cheonma, who had overwhelmed everyone gathered at Cheonmajeon in an instant, continued his explanation in a majestic voice.
“Why did you implement education not only for the children of the disciples who directly entered the school and learned magic, but also for the children of all the disciples living in Xinjiang?”
“… … .”
Cheonma looked at the elders who could not open their mouths, and answered his own question.
“We are reducing external surveillance now, but in ten years. Twenty years, twice as many talents will be produced than now. When that time comes, it will not be a dream for our school to return to the central plains. For now, it is just a time to crouch down for a while to grow our school’s size. Do you understand?”
Cheonma, who was actually saying those words, knew.
When that day comes, he will probably not be of this world. He will have less than ten years left to live.
But Cheonma didn’t bring it up or show it.
As the leader of the Cheonmasin Church, he prioritized the revival of the Cheonmasin Church over his own remaining lifespan.
The reason he insisted on trying to persuade the senior figures in this way was also the same.
He was a heavenly horse that the believers of the new religion worshipped as a god, so if he gave an order without thinking about the consequences, they had to follow it.
However, the reason he did things this way was to prepare for the case that his death would come sooner than expected.
With his own death, there was a danger that this reform would be halted midway.
I hope that, if possible, they will realize the importance of this reform, even if only a little.
“Punish us for our foolishness!”
“I will follow the will of the Most High!”
As the elders who had heard Cheonma’s explanation began to open their mouths one by one and answer, Cheonma nodded once and gave his final order.
“If you understand, then that’s enough. Then, from now on, you will elect those who will serve as instructors and escorts. Also, you will devise an effective plan to fill the vacancies that will be created because of them.”
“!?”
For a moment, everyone looked puzzled at Cheonma’s instructions.
“What are you guys doing? Why don’t you go back and start the meeting right away? Or have you already come up with a good idea?”
In response to Cheonma’s subsequent question, everyone gathered bowed and left Cheonma Hall.
And when they gathered again in a place where Cheonma was not present, they began a heated discussion.
“Even now, we don’t have enough manpower to dig up information about the Central Plains’ Gupaeilbang or the Murim Alliance, so do you think it makes sense to take more people here?”
At the words of the dark-eyed monk, the newly elected leader of the congregation frowned.
“Didn’t you hear what the Highest One said? Didn’t you say that you would curl up and grow bigger? If you can’t even hear the Highest One’s words, wouldn’t it be better to cut off your ears?”
At those words, the dark-eyed monk’s face turned red and he glared at the monk as if he was going to kill him.
“Isn’t that kind of guardian deity useless? As the Heavenly Demon said, since the subversive elements in Xinjiang have almost disappeared, there won’t be any big problems if we take people out of the guardian deity.”
The heads of each agency attacked each other with rage, trying not to lose even a single one of their subordinates.
“How about selecting all the instructors from the Bagua School? Since you’ve been bragging so much about how smart you are, why don’t you have the Bagua School handle all the training, except for martial arts?”
The head of the Elderly Circle, who was in charge of the Bagua Chapter, also made slanderous remarks about the Book of Changes and Magic.
“Aren’t those old people in the presbytery just eating rice anyway? They can just work as instructors for a while, and when they become senile, they can be sent to Dohwaryeong. Since Dohwaryeong has become better, there’s no need to worry, right? Hahaha.”
The Bagua Jeonju, whose forehead had a protruding tendon, was also teased by the elder monk.
A similar scene was being created in the place where the leaders of the armed forces and the guardians of the left and right gathered.
The only silver lining was that the guardian angels on the left and right, who were the superiors of the short-lived men, were somehow mediating.
At that time, the bomb that Cheonma dropped on the senior members of the Demonic Cult was so severe that the senior members were having meetings every day and were having a hard time.
“Heh heh heh.”
Cheonma, who was informed of the situation through the Eunwi Footnote, stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
It wasn’t just because his instructions were being processed quickly.
His precious youngest disciple, Ilmok, was the first to think of this incident.
I still don’t know who those guys were who were plotting such a dirty trick to get that shot.
“I’ve been so relaxed lately.”
It seemed that Cheonma had the luxury of time to spare and thus had the luxury of coming up with such schemes and plans.
“It might be better to keep working until Ilmok becomes great, so that he can’t think harshly. Hmm. I hope Ilmok comes up with some useful reform plan. Hehehe.”
Eunwigakju, who served Cheonma closest, maintained a blank expression on his face, but cold sweat was running down his back.
It wasn’t because he was afraid that too much work would be given to him.
“… as a counterproductive measure, there is a danger that the elders of the sect will join forces to assassinate Confucius.”
Eunwigakju, who had attended the meeting of the senior members, knew.
Those gathered there are gnashing their teeth at the cause of this reform.
Although there were pseudo-fanatics who followed the strict orders of Cheonma without question, Ilmok was out of the question.
* * *
I shivered from the sudden chills.
‘Are you weak from drinking too much? Why do I get chills so often these days?’
I thought it was a strange thing.
When I first came to my senses, I never felt chills even when I was tormented by the Master, the Magician, or the Great Master.
After my days as a knowledge-sharing tool for educational policy ended and the ambassador stopped coming, I started to feel a strange chill more often.
“Are you okay, Your Majesty?”
To Jin Ha-yeon’s question, I shrugged my shoulders and answered.
“I just had a little chill.”
“… It may be because the cold energy of the minority demon has accumulated in your body, so I will try to reduce the number of times you are asked to examine you.”
I nodded because it seemed like a plausible reason.
“I think that would be better.”
At my answer, Goo Yang-moon, who had been watching from the side, opened his mouth.
“Your Majesty, I will take care of the investigation on behalf of Ha-yeon. Ha-yeon must have had a hard time, so don’t you think she needs a little rest?”
As if trying to show that he was helping Ha-yeon, Gu Yang-moon winked at Jin Ha-yeon and sent a signal.
Of course, what returned to Gu Yang-moon was Jin Ha-yeon’s bug-like gaze.
‘It’s so annoying. I think I’ll give up at this point.’
As I shook my head at the pitiful unrequited love of Guyangmun, the three brothers who were next to me opened their mouths.
“Are you dizzy?”
I almost nodded without realizing it.
‘It’s a bit chaotic because of you guys.’
After the ambassador’s footsteps stopped, I dreamed of a comfortable rest, but that wish did not last long.
Gu Yang-moon, who is always treated like a bug, but still persistently flirts with Jin Ha-yeon.
“Since Master Sam and Master Ilmok are having a conversation, how about we leave together for a while?”
Whether it was to help Guyangmun’s love business or to follow along with the three brothers who kept telling gloomy stories.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t help you properly last time during Dohwaryeong. And now this time. That guy Sa-hyeong is so incompetent. He always disappoints me.”
Compared to those two, there is also the six-character Jong-Ri-Chu, who comes often and talks crazy, although less frequently.
“Priest Ilmok. Isn’t it hard to carry an old person on your back like that every time?”
In particular, although it was the least frequent, when Jongli Chu came, Ilmok felt the most dizzy.
‘Have you become more skilled at the Kwanghon Sword Technique in the past half year? I feel like I’m seeing more hallucinations?’
After I finished my training at the Magic Academy, I felt like I had to avoid that guy at all costs.
And for fuck’s sake, today of all days, all three of them came to visit me in the hospital.
I tried to hide my wish that they would all turn off, and gave the order to evacuate the guests.
“Thank you for coming to see me despite all the construction work you’ve been doing. Now that I’ve found some stability, you can all focus on your original work.”
“As expected, Confucius is truly kind.”
“Haha. Does Goyang think so too?”
“I think so too, Brother Sam. My friend who was listening next to me is nodding in agreement. It seems like he can’t speak because his tongue was cut off.”
“… … .”
They were a trio of fucking clueless people. Maybe four if you include the unknown friend of the sixth brother?
‘… Could it be that I’m getting chills because of my friends in the sixth death row?’
I’m starting to think that maybe the Magic Hall would be more comfortable.