Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 131



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 131

The bait is best when shaken (3)

Fortunately, my club activities came to an end before I was completely brainwashed.

“It’s a one-shot. There’s still time until bedtime, so let’s talk a little more…”

“I’m sorry.”

The officials who were arguing heatedly tried to stop me, but I left the palace without a moment’s hesitation.

While running hurriedly towards the Black Dragon Hall.

“Hahaha. I’m sure you’ll join the Doctrine Study Group!”

The voice of Instructor Jeong Gyu-seok, smiling in a friendly voice, pierced my ears.

* * *

After experiencing the drama club and the doctrine study club, my club experiences continued.

However, they were not particularly useful clubs.

It had nothing to do with my personality or interests. The problem with the other clubs was that the instructors in charge were all instructors from the previous class.

The first incident where I felt uneasy in the Magic Hall. In the incident where I flowed into Dohwaryeong, I escaped the formation of the examination hall while trying to avoid someone’s presence.

It could be a series of incredible coincidences, but given the circumstances, it seems likely that there is a subordinate among the instructors or assistants.

And at that time, the above rider was out on a training mission with the armed forces, so the only suspects were the instructors and assistants who managed our riders.

Of course, there was a possibility that there were servants hiding in the above-mentioned ranks, but it was reasonable to first focus on those with a high probability.

In that sense, there is now only one club left for me to join.

A place I didn’t want to go to because of psychological aversion. But it was a place where one of the main suspects was the instructor in charge.

That’s right, the body beauty club.

* * *

“Hahahaha! Welcome to Ichimoku Kwando!”

Instructor Cheokilso greets you with a hearty laugh.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Ichimoku Kwando!”

“I thought my neck was going to snap, junior! Hahaha. Why did you have to come to our bodybuilding club at the very end?”

“Hyung, of course! Of course, you chose the most interesting club last!”

“Hahahaha! Well, if you had come to our club from the beginning, other clubs would have been boring!”

Dokgo-pae and Makho-yeol chatting happily among themselves.

“ha.”

And even Gwak-sul sighed, acting as if they were strangers and taking a step back.

‘Why are you all naked…?’

The beads of sweat running down his muscles kept stimulating his obsession with hygiene, and Ichimoku felt like turning his back and leaving right away.

“Come on! You take off your top too!”

At Cheok Il-so’s instructions, Ilmok sighed and asked back.

“Why are you taking off your clothes?”

“Hahahaha. Of course, that’s to examine each other’s muscles in more detail. Only by observing the minute movements of the muscles and practicing them can one truly achieve effective training!”

It certainly made sense.

Even though Ichimoku was not a huge fan of exercise even in modern times, I had heard of it.

The story is that it is good to exercise wearing clothes that reveal your muscles or body lines.

People who enjoy working out or doing Pilates always wear tight clothes or sleeveless clothes that reveal a lot of skin.

However, I have already seen a sight that should not have been seen.

A hideous sight, with their upper bodies exposed and they touching each other’s muscles.

‘Oh.’

The moment someone touched my body with sweaty hands, I felt like I was going to swing my sword without realizing it.

“… There’s no need to take it off, right? You don’t take off your pants to train your lower body, right?”

Ilmok tried to pass it off as sophistry, but the answer he got was quite a sight.

“How did you know, Ichimoku junior?”

“Hahaha. It looks like the Ichimoku Kwando was watching us closely!”

“???”

What the hell were these crazy guys doing in the middle of the martial arts hall where everyone was?

Whether Ilmok was shocked or not, the instructor of the Cheokilso suddenly took off his pants as if he was proud.

‘crazy!?’

Ilmok, who did not want to see the horrible sight, quickly turned his head away, but the laughter of Instructor Cheokilso pierced his ears.

“Hahaha! Don’t worry! It’s not like I’m only wearing underwear though!”

When Ichimoku carefully turned his head to look at the voice, he saw that Instructor Chukilso was wearing rather short underwear that only reached about a third of his thighs.

“These are the training pants that the instructor himself made for training external skills! Hahahaha!”

I took a quick look at it and it was a pretty shoddy item that I couldn’t even call homemade.

Because it wasn’t made by sewing or cutting fabric, it just looked like the bottom of the pants had been cut with something sharp.

In order to closely examine his muscles, it seemed as if he had cut his perfectly good trousers as short as possible.

“We were also impressed by the instructor’s pants, so we tried making them ourselves!”

As if impressed by the exposure of the instructor of the Cheokilso, Makhoyeol and Dokgopae also took off their pants one after another.

Then they too were seen wearing short pants that ended at about a third of the thigh.

‘It’s cut quite roughly.’

The thread was coming loose from the cut end. Perhaps it was because the muscle contraction and relaxation during the external training process had worn it out, and perhaps it had become looser after being worn out during the laundry process.

Ilmok thought. If he was unlucky, something unfortunate might happen where his pants would get completely ripped off.

Of course, those crazy guys would laugh at something like that.

‘I don’t want to see that! Such a hideous sight!’

Ichimoku shook his head sharply at the disgusting sight that suddenly came to mind.

“Hahaha. Today is your first day, so I was planning on training only your upper body muscles, but if you’re interested, I can make your bottoms like this too. Hahaha!”

As if responding to the cheerful laughter of the Chuckilso instructor, all the muscles in his body twitched.

Because she was wearing only something that was unclear whether it was underwear or pants, her movements were very obvious.

‘Ugh.’

Disgust came over me and I quickly turned my gaze away.

“Hahahaha!”

“Ahahahahahaha!”

All that was visible were the similarly-looking Mak Ho-yeol and Dok Go-pae.

Cut them all down!

It’s to cleanse that dirty, sweaty body!

At first glance, it felt like my hand was reaching for the sword without me knowing it.

* * *

That night.

After finishing the terrifying club experience, Ilmok went back to the infirmary after seven days and nights.

“Have you got any clues, Confucius?”

To Seo Jae-pil’s question, Ilmok let out a deep sigh and answered.

“Whew. First of all, it doesn’t seem like it’s Instructor Eunryeo.”

It wasn’t like they were particularly trying to get me into the theater club. It was more like they were accepting me out of necessity.

In addition to that.

‘In the first place, just because I was with you when Instructor Chu Il-hwan was running wild, the charges were practically non-existent.’

Rep. Seo Jae-pil also nodded, agreeing with Ilmok’s reasoning.

“I also had additional consultations with the instructors a couple of times over the past seven days and nights, and Instructor Eun-ryeo’s attitude was definitely consistent.”

Eun-ryeo consistently discussed her concerns about Jeong-hyeon. She did talk about Ilmok, but she consistently portrayed him as a troublemaker who harassed Jeong-hyeon.

“Hmm. I wonder what it was about.”

To Ilmok’s question, Rep. Seo Jae-pil answered with a smile.

“The details of the consultation with the patient cannot be disclosed. Your Majesty, you know that, don’t you?”

It was not hidden because it was gossip about Ilmok. As he said, it was the rule of the Jeongsimwon.

For the purpose of the members’ research, the contents of the consultations were made public among the members, but their names were also kept confidential.

However, since this was a special case, only the information necessary to deduce the servant was provided to Ichimoku in a limited manner.

Since I knew that fact at a glance, I shrugged my shoulders and accepted it easily.

“I can’t help it.”

Because it was he who first proposed and established this system.

“So, what about Instructor Madouyoung? I still suspect him the most.”

At Ilmok’s question, the smile disappeared from Seo Jae-pil’s face.

* * *

The adjutant general of the Magic Hall.

The Vice-Minister Yu Geuk and an instructor briefly exchanged official words related to the work of the Magic Academy.

“What do you think about Instructor Ma?”

In response to Yu-geuk’s question, the instructor hesitated for a moment and then carefully opened his mouth.

“So, that instructor was the reinforcement he sent?”

“That’s right.”

“… Haa. Honestly, I felt like it moved too noticeably.”

The instructor said with a deep sigh.

Just in case, they were operating in a sort of tactical organization.

The instructor had not heard that Madouyoung was a colleague, and Madouyoung knew that he had another colleague, but he did not know who it was.

They just take turns meeting with their superiors and giving orders.

Even the instructor was someone who was drawn in by Yu-geuk, or if we had to be strict, someone who followed Yu-geuk. Unlike Yu-geuk, he didn’t know exactly who ‘that person’ was.

Even Ma Do-young couldn’t tell if that was the case or not.

“It seems that ‘he’ took the work of the Magic Academy too lightly.”

“…I guess he just thought it was a job teaching kids.”

Those who had not worked as an instructor at the Magic Academy would not understand.

What’s so difficult about teaching martial arts and other knowledge to children?

However, the real problem was not how good the instructor was. Dealing with young children was a separate issue. Even young children who suffered from the side effects of magic.

‘Whew. If it had been the old Magic Hall, it would have been easy.’

Unlike Chu Il-hwan or the instructor in front of him, Yu-geuk was a graduate of the Magic Academy in the past, just like the Magic Academy Master.

That hellish training course where half of the officials come out dead.

If the mission to kill the youngest prince had been given at that time, it would have been done without difficulty.

Because it could have been passed over as someone accidentally dying during a slightly difficult mission or training session.

But not now.

Even in the current Magic Hall, there are often missing or seriously injured people, but there are only a few deaths every few years.

Although it still happens occasionally, there was a risk of being tracked down if the circumstances were suspicious.

While Yu-geuk was briefly missing the lively atmosphere of the magic hall he had experienced as a child, the instructor in front of him cautiously opened his mouth.

“You told me about Instructor Ma, so have you made a decision?”

Yu-geuk, who had come out of his flashback, nodded with his characteristically cold face.

“It seems that the Confucius and the Supreme Being are still suspicious of each other, as the Jeongsimwon member suddenly resides in the Magic Hall and the Ilmok Gongja often visits the infirmary under the pretext of consulting.”

“I felt the same way. After receiving counseling several times, I felt a strange sense of unease, although it wasn’t explicit. Your Majesty.”

“So, I think it’s only a matter of time before Instructor Ma gets caught.”

Judging from the fact that they hadn’t caught Madouyoung yet, it seemed like they hadn’t completely noticed. However, in Yu-geuk’s eyes, it didn’t seem like that would last long.

“If so, do you have something in mind?”

To the instructor’s question, Yu-geuk nodded and answered.

“We plan to handle it together. With the youngest prince.”

“!!!”

Yu-geuk continued his explanation to the instructor who looked surprised.

“I plan to set up a fairly shabby trap and give false instructions to Instructor Ma. And right after Instructor Ma kills the youngest Confucius. You and I will step forward and deal with Instructor Ma.”

The instructor asked with a tense expression at Yu-geuk’s rather drastic decision.

“Wouldn’t this make people more suspicious of us?”

“If you make excuses like the resistance was too strong during the suppression process, that’s all. In any case, we dealt with the murderer, not the youngest prince. Also, since Instructor Ma is already under suspicion, we need to deal with him.”

Even after Yoo Geuk’s explanation, the instructor’s worries still hadn’t completely gone away.

“I wonder if the ‘person’ that the Adjutant General follows will be convincing.”

“Don’t worry. When Instructor Ma came here, ‘he’ didn’t directly intervene. Besides, don’t they say that the dead don’t speak? The moment Madouyoung dies, his tail will also disappear.”

After finishing his explanation, Yu-geuk’s cold expression became strangely distorted.

“And that instructor, he told me an interesting story.”

“Is that a funny story?”

The corner of his mouth went up in a sarcastic manner, creating a sneer as he looked at him with a cold gaze.

“In an emergency situation, it is said that reporting after taking action is the basic rule. So, for now, shouldn’t we kill Instructor Ma and report to him later?”

At Yu-geuk’s words, the corners of the instructor’s lips, who had been with him, also twisted strangely.

“As the Adjutant General said, the dead cannot speak.”