Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 135



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 135

Unwanted ending (3)

Ilmok stood still as if his feet were nailed to the ground, his arms twitching.

The blood-red aura of Yeom Ga-hui and the pale, sullen aura of Yu Geuk clashed ceaselessly.

At first glance, it looked like a scene not much different from the beginning of the battle, but there was a big difference.

Before he knew it, cold sweat was running down Yu-geuk’s forehead, and blood was slowly seeping out of the corner of his mouth.

The ultimate goal of this task is to eventually find the main body at the headquarters.

Yu-geuk and Madou-yeong were not enemies to be killed, but targets to be captured and interrogated.

That’s why Yeom Ga-hwi wasn’t putting in his best effort. He had to prepare for the case where Ma Do-yeong committed suicide or ran away.

But now, with Ichimoku’s wit, Madouyoung has been subdued.

“Ugh!”

With no need to reserve any strength, Yeom Ga-hwi could literally run wild.

The moment when Yu-geuk’s path, which had failed to block all of Yan Ga-hui’s attacks due to his accumulated internal injuries, wavered slightly.

puck!!

In an instant, Yeom Ga-hui’s right fist struck Yu-geuk’s side.

At that blow, a handful of blood burst out from Yu-geuk’s mouth, which was already oozing blood.

But even in the midst of all this, Yu-geuk swung his sword without even groaning and aimed for Yeom Ga-hui’s neck.

At that sight, Yeom Ga-hui opened his mouth for the first time since the fight began.

“Excellent!”

The way Yu-geuk fought only to kill his opponent, without caring about minor injuries, was truly the attitude of a warrior of the Great Heavenly Demon Sect.

Of course, he wasn’t the kind of person who would give a thumbs up along with praise.

Hot.

As if he had anticipated that he would move, Yeom Ga-hui stretched out his left hand and grabbed Yu Geuk’s right hand, which was swinging the sword.

Yeom Ga-hui, who had subdued his opponent’s sword, swung his right arm again, which had struck his side.

Pavababak!

Immediately after spreading out his fist and quickly stabbing five acupoints in quick succession with his fingers.

Bam.

When Yeom Ga-hui released Yu-geuk’s right arm that he was holding onto, Yu-geuk’s body collapsed like a rotten bundle of straw.

‘Whew. I feel sorry for the master of Manma, but I guess moving things myself suits my personality.’

I thought I had adapted to the position of a government official to some extent, but when I actually fought in battles, I felt that this was more suited to my personality.

Yeom Ga-hui, with a somewhat relieved expression, lowered his head and looked at Yu-geuk, who had fallen to the floor.

‘How could such a man of such a level be acting like a servant?’

With that thought in his mind, Yeom Ga-hui stroked his beard with his bloody fist.

“Phew.”

Ichimoku was sighing deeply.

‘Well done, Ilmok!’

I didn’t want to skimp on praising myself.

He endured the feast of enlightenment and never drew his sword until the very end, so there could be nothing more admirable than this.

‘You piece of magician, trying to take over your master’s body!’

I wanted to raise my middle finger and tease my other self, who was grumbling in anger, to my heart’s content.

But now was not the time for that.

“Instructors, lead the officials and send them all back to the Black Dragon Hall!”

As Yeom Ga-hui, who had subdued Yu Geuk, shouted, the instructors came out and started to clean up the scene.

“Phew.”

Seo Wan-pyeong, who had entered the Unkiyosang at that time, also opened his eyes with a deep breath.

“Are you okay? Death penalty.”

“Don’t worry, the fire has been put out. The situation is urgent, so let’s finish sorting things out first and start proper treatment.”

Seo Wan-pyeong, as always, tried to look dignified and got up.

“I apologize for the late greeting, Your Majesty.”

As the chieftain approached carrying the unconscious Yu Geuk and Ma Do-yeong, Seo Wan-pyeong quickly grabbed the ticket and greeted them.

“Given the circumstances, it can’t be helped, right?”

The governor who answered like that turned his gaze and looked at Ilmok.

“A glance at the map.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“You too, go back to the Black Dragon Hall and rest. We will conduct the interrogation.”

No matter what, it was the government that was responsible, and it was right for Yeom Ga-hwi to take care of the finishing touches.

Looking at that old-fashioned look, I had a gut feeling that persuasion wouldn’t work.

“I will trust and wait.”

The answer was, Yeom Ga-hui and Seo Wan-pyeong, who were taking care of the two servants and heading somewhere. Then, he looked at the back of Assemblyman Seo Jae-pil and thought.

‘Whew. Now that I’ve taken care of two, I’ll take care of the rest. I have that item too.’

Ilmok, who was shaking off his foolish thoughts and turning his back on the Black Dragon Pavilion, stopped.

‘I think I missed something?’

But that was only for a moment. Ichimoku sighed and started walking again.

‘If you worry about it for nothing, you’ll end up with side effects.’

Just a little while ago, the battle between the Demon Lord and the Vice Lord ended quickly, which was fortunate. It was almost on the verge of going berserk.

Thump, thump.

Heading towards the Black Dragon Pavilion, Ichimoku thought.

I just want to rest and not worry about anything for a while.

* * *

Yu-geuk opened his eyes with a terrible pain that felt like his whole body was being stabbed.

But even while suffering from such pain, he didn’t groan. He just frowned slightly.

And the first thing he realized when he came to his senses was that his blood vessels were under control.

Not a single bit of his internal energy moved as he wished, and his body was no different. He couldn’t move a single finger.

It’s as if I’m being held down by scissors, conscious but unable to move my body.

And the second thing I realized was that I was tied up.

Because he lowered his head halfway down, he could see the sight of iron chains binding his body.

‘Tsk.’

Only then did Yu-geuk remember that he had been subdued by the governor and he clicked his tongue inwardly.

“You seem to have come to your senses.”

At the same time, the voice of the man who had subdued her pierced her ears.

“I will try to relieve the bleeding.”

And then the voice of the three princes, who could be said to be the instigators of this situation, was heard, and someone’s hand lifted his chin.

Only then did Yu-geuk realize that the person holding his chin was the third prince.

The three princes carefully moved their hands to relieve Yu-geuk’s aching pain. However, they never let go of the hand that was holding his chin.

The moment he showed signs of wanting to commit suicide, he seemed ready to take action.

“Why on earth are you doing this, sir?”

It was the first word that Yu-geuk uttered after his blood pressure had been relieved. His pronunciation was slurred because his chin was caught by the three princes, but it was not difficult to understand.

“Are you going to pretend not to know until the end?”

“… Did you not like me that much?”

It was a play that seemed to be a political fight within the Magic Hall.

“I guess it was a good idea to bring that.”

As the magician shook his head and said that, Assemblyman Seo Jae-pil picked up something and approached Yu-geuk.

Seo Jae-pil stuffed a fine powder of medicinal herbs into Yu Geuk’s mouth, and Seo Wan-pyeong moved Yu Geuk’s jaw and throat, which he was holding, to force him to eat.

“I’ll watch to see if you still say the same thing after eating it.”

Yu-geuk, who was forced to eat something, looked at Guan-ju with eyes that were sparkling with murder.

“Are you trying to force a confession by feeding me poison?”

But the answer I got was unexpected.

“Even though what I fed you was poison, eating that much won’t kill you. You’ll probably be fine in an hour or two.”

“???”

While Yu-geuk was feeling uneasy at the words of the magician.

“???”

Yu-geuk could only belatedly notice that something was strange.

Slowly, his consciousness began to fade, and the images of Yeom Ga-hui, Seo Jae-pil, and Seo Wan-pyeong before his eyes began to appear strangely distorted.

The item that Ilmok requested from Cheonma through Seo Jae-pil.

In the past, Seo Jae-pil suggested using it as a treatment for mental illness, but it was abandoned due to strong opposition from Ilmok.

That’s right, it was drugs.

It was Ichimoku who suggested that it be used only as a painkiller because of its addictiveness and danger, but ironically, Ichimoku requested it for other purposes.

And another use for it was as a confessional.

Of course, it wasn’t a request made without reason. Using drugs as a confession agent was a very dangerous act.

Just because it was used as a confession drug, the side effects and addiction did not disappear.

If they used confessions from all suspects in order to catch one criminal, there was a risk that the entire cult would soon become a den of drug addicts.

In addition, half of what he said while under the influence of drugs was nonsense, like a patient under general anesthesia talking in his sleep.

But this time, the underlings they were trying to catch were definitely the culprits, and there were even several of them.

It was possible to cross-check the nonsense with the real confession, and since he was the real culprit, there was no risk of creating innocent drug addicts.

At the very least, Ilmok demanded that drugs be used as a confession agent only when there was a comparison group and the person was a ‘clear culprit’, and Cheonma also gave permission only under those conditions.

* * *

Ambitious vision.

While the interrogation of Yu-geuk and Madou-yeong was continuing.

“Drrrrrr. Cool.”

Ilmok, who had been snoring and dozing off, suddenly opened his eyes.

And what he saw in his eyes was something silvery, shining in the darkness.

“!!!”

Ichimoku, who woke up in response to the faint killing intent, flew away to avoid the blades slashing at his body.

Crunch.

The bed that Il-mok was lying on was pierced and an unpleasant cutting sound was heard.

“shit.”

As Ichimoku narrowly avoided the ambush, a curse came out of his mouth without him knowing it.

‘Thanks to the three death sentences, my body reacts very automatically to night raids.’

However, that does not mean that the one who carried out the night attack was Seo Wan-pyeong.

‘I forgot about that guy.’

He was Jeong Gyu-seok, the person in charge of doctrine education and the instructor in charge of the doctrine study club.

Come to think of it, the people I originally suspected as other servants were Jeong Gyu-seok and Cheok Il-so.

Unexpectedly, the bigger fish, Yu-geuk, was caught.

And the reason why he realized that the person who attacked him was Jeong Gyu-seok and not Cheok Il-so was simple.

The raiders were using swords, unlike the spear-wielding squires.

In addition, the body shape revealed through the black nightgown the assassin was wearing was a bit too thin to be considered a Cheok Il-so.

As expected of a bodybuilder’s club instructor, Chuck Il-so showed off his abs and muscles.

“Tsk.”

As Ilmok evaded his first ambush, the assassin clicked his tongue and quickly swung his sword.

As expected, he was a regular.

After the secret meeting between Yu Geuk and Ma Do-yeong was discovered by the third prince, Seo Wan-pyeong.

Jeong Gyu-seok felt like his blood was drying up at every moment.

In the meantime, Jeong Gyu-seok had this thought.

Anyway, as time passes, his true identity will eventually be revealed.

Well then, better.

‘I will end this by killing the youngest prince, the mastermind and enemy of all this.’

Instead of spending each day in hell waiting to be discovered and killed, wouldn’t it be better to kill the mastermind behind all this and then commit suicide?

Ilmok was furious as he watched Jeong Gyu-seok’s sword flying towards him, aiming for his neck.

‘Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!’

It wasn’t anger at himself for not being able to think about the problem of the remaining servants.

However, it wasn’t anger that I almost died because of the night raid.

That would be the case.

visor!

Because the sword that had been swung around without him noticing succeeded in narrowly blocking the assassin’s escape.

In the midst of flying away in the first surprise attack, he took the scabbard that was left next to the bed.

Still, the reason I am angry is.

‘I should have held out at least today!!!’

It was because of the very fact that I was wielding a sword.

The lump of enlightenment that I had barely managed to bury in one corner of my head and turn away from raised itself again.

no.

– Hehehe.

The damn side effect guy was dancing around with a lump of enlightenment in his hand, smiling with a look of ‘fuck you’ on his face.

It was the most unwanted ending, one that I had hoped would not happen again, as I had experienced it many times before.