Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 133



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 133

Unwanted ending (1)

Around the afternoon of the next day.

The Magician’s Master, Yeom Ga-hui, was walking around the Magician’s Residence after leaving the Gwanjujeon.

Some officials were receiving training in doctrine in the main hall, while others were conducting training in external skills or martial arts in the training hall.

It was a heartwarming sight, but as expected, Yeom Ga-hui looked at the instructors teaching the disciples with a blunt face.

As he was making his way around the magic hall, someone walking across from him came into Yan Gahui’s sight.

“I meet you, Your Majesty.”

As if it was a time when there was no training, Madouyoung, who was walking somewhere, greeted him and took a lottery ticket.

“I guess you’re busy, Instructor Ma.”

“Hahaha. I’m thinking about preparing a little for tomorrow’s training.”

At his answer, Yeom Ga-hui nodded and said.

“It’s nice to see your sincere attitude. To be honest, I was a little worried at first.”

“…I apologize for showing you my ugly side.”

Madouyoung, his face slightly red, lowered his head and spoke. The memory of being manipulated by Ichimoku, a mere official, in the early days of his internment was a humiliating memory for him.

“I understand that being an instructor is not as easy as you might think. Other instructors were like that at first, too.”

“I will make sure that something like that never happens again.”

“I’ll believe it.”

After finishing the conversation with a blunt expression, Yeom Ga-hui nodded once and turned away coolly.

Madouyoung, who had been observing the back of the figure for a moment, started walking again.

As Madouyoung’s presence faded away, Yeom Ga-hui turned his head slightly and looked back.

‘Hmm. It’s been about a year since I escaped from the extreme evil thanks to the Ichimoku Kwando. It seems like I’ve accomplished quite a bit in that year.’

His gaze was directed to the path where Madouyoung had just disappeared. To be exact, someone who had passed by after Madouyoung had passed by, someone whose figure was not visible.

Even Yeom Ga-hwi, who had mastered the ultimate magical art called Sura Blood Fist to the point of being able to escape from a horse, could only sense its presence after it got close.

Even though the magic the author had mastered specialized in stealth and assassination, it seemed certain that even the instructors would not notice something like that.

Even if it’s former instructor Chu Il-hwan or the instructor of the next class, Cha Eun-young.

‘The vice-principal is the problem.’

Thinking so, Yeom Ga-hui stroked his beard with his calloused hands.

There was no suspicious circumstances surrounding the adjutant. He simply did not trust anyone in order to carry out Cheonma’s strict orders.

Secrets inevitably leak out when there are too many people who know about them. Only Yeom Ga-hwi, Ilmok, and Assemblyman Seo Jae-pil knew that the man was hiding.

‘I hope I can finish this before the adjutant notices.’

When that thought occurred to Yeom Ga-hui, he smiled faintly, which was unusual for him.

‘I’ve changed too.’

In the past, when he was the leader of a military unit, he was used to fighting directly on the front lines, as befitting his nickname, Kwon-ma. He didn’t like leaving work to someone else and just waiting for them to do it.

However, as I worked as the head of the Magic Academy and kept watch over the instructors while leaving the work to them, I became accustomed to leaving work to someone and waiting for them to be done.

‘This must also be the will of the Supreme Being.’

As expected, the great Heavenly Horse had a deep meaning that ordinary people could not have guessed. This was Yan Ga-Hui.

* * *

Early the next morning.

It was a time when everyone in the Magic Hall was preparing for the training that would begin in the morning. Rather, since everyone was busy, there was a quiet place.

“Hmm.”

Congressman Seo Jae-pil, who was making a strange nasal sound, suddenly spoke into the air.

“That’s an incredible stealth trick. Honestly, I don’t know if you’re even here right now.”

However, even after his monologue ended, nothing much changed in the infirmary.

“… … .”

Seo Jae-pil, who was embarrassed, scratched his head and immediately sat down in his seat.

The shadow that had formed in the corner of the infirmary expanded its territory and took on a human-like shape.

“I’m sorry. I was just looking around for a moment in case you got caught.”

“Ah. I guess I was too careless. I’ll be more careful next time. Hahaha.”

Rep. Seo Jae-pil, who smiled awkwardly, said as he placed something he had brought late on the table.

“I brought breakfast. Please share it.”

It was a single serving of food brought from a restaurant. And then, a black figure came up to the table and took a very small amount of food.

“Is that really okay?”

“If the amount of food increases, there is a risk of receiving a signal while stealthing.”

Seo Jae-pil looked at the shadow with a sad expression.

It’s already been three days since that man sneaked into the magic hall.

Of course, since he had sneaked in, there was no place in the Magic Hall that was allowed for him.

So, the man often ate or slept here with Seo Jae-pil.

“You only sleep for one to two hours a day at most, so it seems like there is no physical battle.”

He always woke up earlier than others in case he got caught, and only returned here to sleep after his target, Madouyoung, had fallen asleep.

“Thanks to my work as a member of the Dark Shadows, I’m used to it. To be honest, it’s actually comfortable to have a place to rest for an hour or two every day.”

Despite his calm answer, Seo Jae-pil did not feel particularly reassured.

Because I knew the side effects and symptoms of that man very well.

“Lack of sleep or malnutrition can be quite detrimental to your mental health. Do you ever have negative thoughts?”

As a member of the National Assembly, Seo Jae-pil asked a question, but the answer he received was unexpected.

“Far from having negative thoughts, I feel very good.”

“???”

“I always felt sorry for receiving help from the youngest. I often thought of him as a worthless elder brother. Of course, the youngest priest always comforted me, but isn’t it a pitiful thing for an elder brother to receive comfort from a priest?”

As expected of a member of the National Assembly, Seo Jae-pil looked at the man with a calm expression and nodded without saying anything, and the man answered his own question.

“In that sense, this work is very rewarding. Although I hate to say it, it’s as rewarding as carrying out the orders of the stern Master.”

“You are truly trustworthy, Your Highness.”

“Hahaha. I haven’t even gotten the results yet, but I can’t believe it.”

A shadow with an expression of strange joy, contrary to words. Seo Wan-pyeong turned his head and looked somewhere.

Towards the training ground where the target of surveillance, Madouyoung, and his precious youngest disciple, Ilmok, were about to head.

“In order not to disappoint the youngest priest, I will definitely catch those who are after the youngest, even if it means staying up all night and starving.”

Seo Jae-pil nodded and thought to himself at the sight of that strong-willed man, who was unusual for a man suffering from delusions of persecution.

‘This is an opportunity to study the effects of malnutrition and sleep deprivation on delusions of persecution.’

Seo Jae-pil. He was crazy about medical research.

* * *

A few days later.

There has been a change in the Magic Academy. The second year’s trainees are leaving the Magic Academy once again for training.

With twenty of the forty officers absent and half of the instructors also gone, an empty atmosphere began to permeate the Magic Academy.

And the night after the two year old riders left.

“Meet the Vice-Minister.”

At the call of the Vice-Minister, Madouyoung came to find the Vice-Minister.

It was a natural calling.

Because it was a time when the instructors were going in and out of the adjutant’s quarters one by one in preparation for the seventh test that would be held in ten days.

“Did you hear that the exam that will be held in ten days is an individual competition?”

“Yes.”

Madouyoung thought as he answered the adjutant’s question.

This time, I wonder if he really called me as an ‘instructor’.

But at the words of the vice-minister that followed, Madouyoung almost flinched without realizing it.

“I plan to take advantage of this opportunity.”

Madou Young, who had already shown disappointment several times, pretended to maintain his composure with extreme patience and asked back.

“I feel like I’m moving too quickly.”

“Are you not confident?”

“…Killing is something that could have been done right away during the club time. Isn’t the most important thing to do to leave no evidence?”

“Don’t worry about that.”

At the sight of Yu-geuk speaking with his characteristically cold expression, Ma Do-yeong tried to ask in a calm manner.

“Do you have any plans?”

Of course, there was a plan. A plan to get rid of not only the youngest prince, but also the Ma Do-young right in front of him.

But it’s not possible to reveal everything.

It was Yoo-geuk who was trying to explain only how Ma Do-yeong would kill the youngest prince, while hiding the details of the plan.

“… … .”

But for some reason, Yu-geuk kept his mouth shut and frowned.

At the moment when Ma Do-young was about to say something, Yu-geuk suddenly shut his mouth while trying to explain the plan.

“aide….”

Whoosh!!

The suddenly drawn out sword cut through the air.

“!?”

The astonished Madouyoung moved belatedly to pull out the sword he had been carrying at his side, but it felt like he was a step too late.

The dark aura that emanated from the path of the extreme passed through the magician in an instant.

Crunch!

visor!

The sound of something being cut and the sound of metal creaking echoed in succession.

Madouyoung, who drew his sword late, felt a sense of discomfort and turned his head away.

And what you see there is the wall of the porcelain-pierced sub-temple.

“!!!”

There was a human-shaped shadow swaying between them.

Pot!

It was only then that Madouyoung realized that someone was eavesdropping on their conversation.

In an instant, Yu-geuk flew forward, slashing the wall of the auxiliary garrison with his sword towards its shadow.

Crunch!

thud!

The wall that was hit by the waves of the sea collapsed.

“Die.”

The path of Yoo-geuk, which had escaped the adjutant’s office in an instant, drew a pale trajectory.

‘Ugh.’

Seo Wan-pyeong, who had lost the initiative, began to be pushed back unilaterally.

No, it wasn’t just that he lost the initiative. From the beginning, Yu Geuk’s level was two or three levels higher than Seo Wan-pyeong’s.

Even though I had mastered the Muyeongsipsasu, which specialized in assassination and stealth, I was caught like this. And on top of that.

‘I should have eaten at least a little today.’

It has already been more than seven days and nights since Seo Wan-pyeong started chasing Ma Do-yeong.

Due to accumulated malnutrition and lack of sleep, he was unable to display his original abilities.

The cold air penetrated through the sword that clashed with the path of the pole, and the path that he could not block or dodge cut through his skin, widening the wound.

Because he was holding the cold air, no blood flowed out of the wound.

Instead, the cold was seeping into the wounded area, causing frostbite.

If you continue to get hurt like this, your body will become sluggish and it will become even harder to block or avoid it.

“I will join!”

In addition, Madouyoung, who had figured out the situation, was also rushing in through the hole in the wall that Yugeuk had created.

It could be said that it was a truly life-or-death crisis.

Hehe.

For some reason, a satisfied smile was hanging on the corner of Seo Wan-pyeong’s mouth.

‘I’m glad I can help the youngest this time.’