Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 145



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 145

Heart Cutter (2)

Feeling a sense of discomfort, even the sight of a sword being drawn was the same.

‘But why are you taking off your clothes?’

Why would an assassin who came to kill you take off his outer clothes?

‘Could it be that he hid the secret in his underwear?’

With that suspicion in mind, let’s take a moment to carefully watch Sohong’s every move.

“… … .”

“… … .”

How long did they wait for each other to make the first move?

In the end, Ichimoku, who couldn’t hold it in any longer, spoke first.

“… Instructor So. Could you tell me why you came here?”

At Ilmok’s somewhat trembling tone of voice, Sohong opened her mouth after much thought.

“Well, don’t worry about it, you just came to the wrong room.”

Feeling that something was wrong, she made up some lame excuse and hurriedly picked up the clothes that had fallen to the floor.

Before she knew it, her face had turned a shade of red that she would never see again.

– Eat! There’s something left to eat!

– When times are tough, you have to eat something sweet!

Under severe psychological trauma, bulimia was screaming again.

* * *

The day began as usual, as if what happened last night was a dream.

However, it was not the case that there was no change at all.

Whenever she would come across Instructor Sohong while going to and from the Magic Academy, she would often turn around in a hurry and go somewhere else.

During the doctrinal education time that we inevitably have to attend.

Glance.

Whenever his eyes met mine, he would quickly turn his head away with his face and ears turning red.

‘ha.’

The reaction was so blatant that I couldn’t help but notice it.

The reason Instructor Sohong came last night was not because of the assassination.

‘Why did you pull out the black one…?’

I felt a strange sense of regret, but it already felt wrong.

He pulled out a knife and chased away a woman who came to him in the middle of the night, so I guess there is no hope now.

‘No, but rather, then everything I’ve done so far… .’

When I realized that it was an act of temptation, I naturally felt regret.

‘No. Something is strange.’

You didn’t do anything, and a woman you just met suddenly barged in on you?

There has never been a life in history where the face was probable.

Naturally, doubts arose.

‘Even I’m only sixteen. Instructor So, judging from the fact that he’s an instructor, he must be over thirty. No way? Was that his preference from the beginning?’

I thought it was a good idea to draw my sword and chase him away.

Because I almost got caught by a pedophile.

Thanks to the change in thinking, I was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

This was the so-called new grape strategy.

* * *

After the training period is over, it’s time to move on to club activities.

Bang Mi-hwa and Ha-young were walking together with Joo Seo-yeon, who was in the same club.

“Mi-hwa. Isn’t Instructor So acting a little strange these days?”

As usual, Ha-young was telling her close friend, Bang Mi-hwa, stories that were no different from gossip.

“Isn’t it? From the moment you first came here, you felt a little strange? From the first day, you were giving me strange looks.”

“Il-mok-gong-ja is a man worthy of being my partner, so it wouldn’t be strange if Instructor So fell in love with him. Of course.”

“Isn’t that unpleasant? The person who made the beautification mark is the one who made the dot. It’s not right for an instructor to do that.”

“Ohhohoho. Rather than being unpleasant, I should say that I feel sorry for you. You’re in a one-sided love that’s bound to fail anyway. In the heart of Confucius, this very Bang Mihwa has already taken hold.”

When Bang Mi-hwa, whose confidence was sky-high, answered with her arrogant face up, Ha-young looked at her friend with an admiring face, saying, “As expected!”

Then, Ha-young’s eyes caught sight of Joo Seo-yeon, who was walking with him.

‘Come to think of it, didn’t the main character also seem to admire Confucius at first glance when he first entered the government?’

Ha-young, who was reminded of the past, approached Joo Seo-yeon and asked her.

“Major. What do you think about the minor instructor?”

Joo Seo-yeon, who had no interest in either Ha-young or So-hong, answered while looking elsewhere.

“Well, I don’t know because I don’t have any ideas.”

“Hmm? Wasn’t the main government interested in Confucius?”

“Am I the one talking?”

Joo Seo-yeon finally looked at Ha-young. With a puzzled look on her face.

At Joo Seo-yeon’s reaction, Ha-young also asked with a puzzled face.

“You always said that after I finish the training at the Magic Academy, I will enter the Silver Pavilion and become Prince Ichimoku’s attendant.”

“Ah! That’s right. I must become the concubine of the Ilmok Confucius!”

Ha-young nodded with a look of realization on her face as she saw him answer with a very determined attitude, unlike before.

‘As expected, it was because I lacked confidence that I was hiding my true feelings. I was satisfied with just being by Confucius’ side as a concubine.’

Ha-young, who had reached her own conclusion, turned her head again and looked at her close friend.

‘In contrast, how can Mi-hwa be so dignified?’

I felt so proud of my friend who was so confident.

While Ha-young is comparing Joo Seo-yeon and Bang Mi-hwa.

Joo Seo-yeon, who didn’t know what she thought of him, and didn’t even care in the first place, was making a promise.

‘I have to be second!! I have to be second no matter what!!’

Perhaps it was because she had worked towards that one goal for over half a year. Starting out as the weakest member of the Magic Hall, she was able to rise to the level where she could aim for the top rank.

If I continue to grow like this, becoming second place before graduating from the Magic Academy wouldn’t be a dream.

“Ehhhhhh.”

A sinister smile appeared on Joo Seo-yeon’s lips as she imagined what it would be like after she became a witness.

* * *

A few days later.

The Magic Academy instructor, Chu Il-hwan, was walking around the Magic Academy with a leisurely gait, as if he was on patrol.

‘Whew. Managing instructors isn’t an easy job.’

Originally, managing instructors was not the job of the instructors.

The instructor’s job is simply to coordinate and integrate the instructors’ opinions.

The main duty of the instructor was to report coordinated opinions to the commander or deputy commander, receive orders, and then report them to the instructors.

However, since the position of Vice-Minister of Defense was gone and the position of Vice-Minister of Defense was still vacant, the work that the Vice-Minister of Defense had been doing was divided between the Chief of Defense and the Inspector General.

The additional task that Chu Il-hwan was given was to manage the instructors who teach new officers.

For that reason, he had to call in Sohong to give him advice.

It couldn’t have been anything but crazy.

A man who has devoted his entire life to martial arts and work has to give relationship advice to a woman in her early thirties.

‘At that time, I really thought I was going crazy.’

The side effects of the magic power kept whispering to me that it would be better to just kill Sohong and Ilmok and eliminate the source of the problem.

Chu Il-hwan’s steps stopped as he recalled the events of a few days ago.

‘Still, I’m glad it’s been resolved now.’

His gaze was directed to the window of the pavilion where doctrinal education was in full swing.

Through the window, the voice of Instructor Sohong, who was diligently continuing the training, could be faintly heard.

‘You used to be so gaunt, but lately you’ve been feeling greasy. I’m glad you’re healthy.’

Chu Il-hwan nodded, thinking of Instructor So-hong, who was slowly regaining his original form.

‘It seems like I’ve succeeded in curing my love sickness.’

Chu Il-hwan let out a sigh of relief and turned around to walk around the magic hall.

“Instructor Chu Il-hwan!”

At that moment, someone came running and called him urgently.

“What’s going on?”

The middle-aged man who caught him was the head chef of the restaurant in the magic hall.

“Well, we have been running low on food supplies recently. So, I would like you to request additional supplies from the headquarters. Master Sugyo.”

“Food stuff? You sure you didn’t get it recently?”

When Chu Il-hwan asked with a look of incomprehension, Sook-soo smiled awkwardly and turned her head away.

Heading towards the main hall where Instructor Sohong was busy conducting doctrine training.

* * *

Several more days passed, and finally eight months had passed since Ichimoku and his colleagues entered the Magic Hall.

And as has been the case so far, the eighth test has come upon the officials.

“I will try to move while avoiding the Ichimoku Confucius as much as possible.”

The test was conducted in the same manner as the signing ceremony. When Choi Woong, who was in the upper class, said so, Seonghwan, who was his close friend and had also been kidnapped to the meditation club, nodded.

“With this level of composition, if we just avoid the Ichimoku Confucius until the end, we might have a chance.”

It was a strange thing to say. No matter how much you avoid it, in the end, only they and Ilmok will be left.

But they had no intention of winning against Ichimoku no Jo in the first place.

It had become an unwritten rule.

Since the top spot is already Confucius’s, he should aim for the second place.

All the officials were aware of it. Only one person. Except for Dokgo-pae.

And fortunately enough, their group did not include Dokgo-pae.

Of course, Dokgo-pae had shown some self-restraint since his time with Kwak-sul, but that perception still remained in their minds.

There is a perception that if you are paired with Dokgo-pae, your grades will fall to the bottom.

While Choi Woong and Seonghwan were encouraging each other to achieve their goals, Hayoung, who was grouped with them, let out a sigh of regret.

‘Recently, they haven’t been putting me in the same group as Mi-hwa. After this test, I’ll have to talk to Instructor Chu.’

In contrast, Joo Seo-yeon, who was also in the same group, had shining eyes.

“Good! I will definitely get good grades and surprise Confucius!”

Three in the lower-middle tier from the first class. And one in the top tier from the second class.

It seemed a bit unbalanced for a team that had been formed with only one sign, but that was inevitable.

Because of the existence of Ilmok.

“Ugh.”

Ichimoku glanced at the three people next to him and lightly licked his lips.

All three were people whose names and faces I vaguely knew.

‘I think I saw it at the doctrine study club last time… .’

On the other hand, these are people who have hardly ever been entangled with each other except then. Even in the second half, the three with the lowest grades were grouped together.

Because Ichimoku had grown out of proportion, a sort of burden was hung on him to balance him out.

Since the three lowest-ranking students from the second class were assigned to Ilmok, it was only natural that the other groups would also be formed into strange combinations.

This could be said to be a temporary measure that the instructors came up with after much thought, as it was no longer possible to form groups of two in class A and two in class B, as they had done in the early days of the military service.

Ichimoku looked at the three of them who were looking at him with resigned faces.

‘You look very obviously expecting it.’

It was written in his eyes. The feeling of joy that said, ‘With Confucius at my side, I’m sure I’ll get a high score on this test!’

‘shit.’

Ichimoku’s gaze, which had been cursing inwardly, soon turned to the sword hanging at his side.

‘You’ve been a bit more quiet lately, so you’ll be okay, right?’

If you fight for a long time or gain enlightenment, it may be dangerous, but won’t it be okay for a while?

Of course, he had no reason to fight for them. He had already gotten the top marks in most of the exams, so it didn’t really matter if he failed one or two exams.

But even so, Ichimoku had to draw his sword.

At least he had to clean up his own mess.

“You three, hide on your own. I have a separate team to handle, so I’ll move alone.”

At Ichimoku’s words, one of the three who had been looking forward to it spoke with a surprised expression.

“T-What do you mean? We, we will help you too, Ichimoku Kwando!”

“It will be too late if we move with you. You will probably be busy running away as soon as you see me, and while you are busy chasing me, you will not have the time to take care of me.”

Ichimoku, who had firmly driven a nail into the trio who were thinking of being carried away comfortably, unleashed a light attack and flew somewhere.

Ichimoku, who had disappeared from the sight of the trio in an instant, ran away, recalling the direction each group had moved in just before the test.

And at some point, he slowed down and started to trace the trace.

‘Found it.’

After catching the traces for a moment, Ilmok carefully followed the traces while minimizing the amount of noise, and was soon able to find the target.

visor.

In an instant, Ichimoku drew his sword and charged towards his target while maximizing his lightness.

‘I’m sorry! Your Majesty!’

There was only one target in sight. It was Joo Seo-yeon.

‘If you don’t want to get into trouble, this is the only way!’

Since he promised to bring in a sect if he graduated second, shouldn’t we prevent him from becoming second?

“Confucius!?”

Ju Seo-yeon was startled by the surprise attack and swung her spear while shouting.

visor!

The moment it made contact with Ju Seo-yeon’s short sword, it swept forward, drawing a strange path like a black snake.

Bam.

And then, the black sword that passed the single-edged sword instantly stabbed Ju Seo-yeon’s bloodline.

“One glance, Confucius!?”

Only then did Choi Woong, Seonghwan, and Hwayoung call Ilmok’s name with surprised faces.

“Phew.”

Ichimoku, worried that the side effects would run rampant if the battle dragged on, swung his sword again as if there was no need for conversation.

Looking at the beautiful silver trajectory created by the Ichimoku sword, Choi Woong, Seonghwan, and Hayoung thought.

‘Why only us again…?’

‘Why on earth are you doing this!!’

‘It should have been the same as Mi-hwa!!’

The three were subdued without even knowing why.