Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 148



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 148

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An Jeok-un, realizing that he was unable to have a conversation with someone, shook his head for a moment.

A glimpse of the scene was captured in his eyes.

And Ilmok, whose eyes met An Jeok-un’s, opened his mouth first right before his own mouth opened.

Because I had a gut feeling from long experience.

The fact that the author is now trying to take a chance on himself.

“Since the relationship between the Kwak-Sul Guan-Do and the Dok-Go Guan-Do is so close, it would be a good idea to instruct the Kwak-Sul Guan-Do to teach the Dok-Go Guan-Do!”

At Ichimoku’s shout that he had read his intentions first, An Jeok-un turned his head and looked at Gwak-sul with inward admiration.

Excluding the eight Confuciuses, Gwak Sul was the one who followed the training of the military doctrines the best, so it seemed like he could be trusted with that job.

“If you do that, then from now on, Gwak-sul Guan-do will be in charge of helping Dok-go Guan-do.”

The words, “Why are you quitting again?” were on the tip of Gwak-sul’s lips, but he couldn’t bring himself to say them.

“…I will do so.”

He approached Dokgo-pae with a languid gait like an ox being dragged to the slaughterhouse and continued to talk about this and that.

I explained the formations to him and tried to coax and comfort him to understand why he needed to learn them.

Meanwhile, An Jeok-un, who had restored the dream world he had ruined, turned his head again and looked at the sight of Gwak-sul and Dok-go-pae hanging out together.

‘Just from what he says, he seems like a pretty intelligent guy, but I can’t understand why he hangs out with such an idiot.’

An Jeok-un, who had been living an ordinary youth, could never have known this.

What does it feel like to suffer from hostage syndrome after being held captive for a long time?

* * *

A few days after I first started receiving training in the formation.

Little by little, all the officials began to adapt to the formation.

Even Dokgo-pae, who was the least educated, was always like a mother to him. Thanks to Gwak-sul’s care, he was able to keep up with his education.

Except for the occasional case where a Dokgo gang loses their wits and tries to solve the problem with force, disrupting education or destroying the formation.

But there was another entity that was at greatest risk of causing trouble, even though it was not apparent on the outside.

– Tch.

Ichimoku gritted his teeth at the sound of clicking his tongue that came to his mind again.

‘This wicked bastard is really looking for an opportunity without fail.’

Could it be because of the unusual situation of being trapped in a formation?

In situations like seeing a welcome or being trapped in a maze, side effects kept tempting Ichimoku.

Since he had reached a level that was different from that of other officials, if he went wild, a situation that was incomparable to that of Dokgo-pae running wild would unfold.

“Phew.”

Right after Ilmok escaped the joint attack of Jinbeop and Talhonmujeonggeom without fail today, he let out a deep sigh.

“A glance at the map.”

Suddenly, An Jeok-un called his name.

“After the training is over, come to the office of the head of the ark.”

“???”

An Jeok-un couldn’t understand why he was suddenly called out to him separately, but he omitted a detailed explanation.

After all the training time had ended amidst such doubts, Ilmok headed to the office to find An Jeok-un.

“Welcome.”

An Jeok-un, who greeted Il-mok with a peculiar, unreadable expression, pointed to an empty chair.

“Please sit comfortably.”

As Ilmok sat down in the seat he had pointed to, An Jeok-un also sat across from him and opened his mouth.

“I think it’s a waste of time to beat around the bush, so I’ll get straight to the point. What do you think about coming to Bagua Hall after completing the Magic Academy?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint noise was felt from outside the office.

Naturally, An Jeok-un and Ilmok’s gaze turned towards that direction, but as soon as the sound disappeared, the two lost interest.

And the person who caused the noise. So-hong was leaning against the wall, hastily covering her mouth with both hands.

‘I can’t believe it! I thought he was aiming for the Eight Princes in the Bagua Chronicle!’

It was a completely unexpected development.

‘Why did the Eight Trigrams, which is in charge of formations and magic, include the Eight Confuciuses who never learned magic?’

No matter how much the eight Confuciuses were known as geniuses, they had nothing to do with the Bagua Chronicles.

But, regardless of the thought that there was no connection, my anxiety continued to grow.

‘… If I were to take the eight Confucius characters from the Bagua Tao, what would become of me?’

It was a situation that could not be helped but be like a sack of barley borrowed from a sack.

Perhaps because ominous thoughts kept coming into my head, my stomach started to growl, and the saliva leaking out of my mouth soaked the hand covering my mouth.

Meanwhile, a voice was heard from inside.

“I have never learned anything about sorcery, Master Jinson Bangju. This is also the first time I have learned the true method from Master Bangju.”

Sohong’s hunger was somewhat relieved by the gentle expression of rejection, but An Jeok-un’s voice was heard again.

“I know that. It’s just that your talent seems extraordinary, so I thought that even if you started now, you would be able to do the job of a single person. I can guarantee this on my family name.”

The An clan, one of the five great magic families, is the only family that mainly practices sorcery and formations rather than magic, and it is said that the family name is on it.

Once again, Sohong’s stomach and mouth began to scream violently.

* * *

Between So-hong’s mouth and stomach, saliva and gastric juice were secreted and stopped repeatedly.

‘Hmm.’

Ilmok was interested in An Jeok-un’s words.

“It seems like it’s going to be a difficult decision to make, so can I ask you a few questions?”

“Feel free to ask.”

“Doesn’t the sorcery learned in the new religion have side effects, just like magic?”

At Ichimoku’s question, An Jeok-un shook his head.

“There are problems such as trying to use sorcery excessively and not controlling the flow of energy properly, causing internal injuries, or creating a formation you don’t understand and getting trapped, but there are no side effects like with magic.”

An Jeok-un, who had finished answering, felt an inexplicable sense of ominousness.

‘…Is it bad to not learn magic?’

Anshi Segawa and Palgwaejeon were quite unique places even within Cheonmasingyo.

This was because most of them did not learn magic, as they suffered from side effects and had difficulty handling sorcery or magic.

The problem was that the magic was no different from the origin of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

According to the doctrine, one must become strong as quickly as possible and punish the wicked, but sorcery and formations were disciplines that took a considerable amount of time to learn and properly implement.

That is why there were some among the people of Cheonmasingyo who despised the Ansise and the Baguajeon. It was just that they were able to show it to others because they were recognized to some extent for their authority and power.

So, An Jeok-un began to suspect that Ilmok was also that kind of person.

It was because of the emotions of anger and sadness contained in Ichimoku’s eyes.

Ichimoku was furious now.

‘I should have learned witchcraft from the beginning!!’

Why on earth should I learn magic!!

Just thinking about the damned Talhonmujeonggeom that kept trying to seduce me, like in the previous battle, made my teeth grind.

But the verification wasn’t over yet. Ichimoku asked with a hopeful mind.

“Really, are my qualities really that outstanding?”

“Hmm… I’m not sure if I can call you a ‘genius’. However, considering the speed at which you understand explanations during class and your outstanding ability to instantly find the basic patterns of a formation, I think you could be called a genius at least.”

As I was listening, I almost shed tears of blood without realizing it.

‘shit!!’

It goes without saying that it was all thanks to this body’s innate talent. As for the head, I don’t think I was a genius, but I had some knowledge about studying.

No, you don’t have to be a genius or a genius. At least if you have enough talent to learn, it would be better to learn sorcery than to learn magic.

At least I wouldn’t suffer from these side effects.

However, we cannot jump to a conclusion so hastily.

If you get scammed once or twice, you’ll feel bad for the person, but if it happens a third time, you’ll be called a retard.

In that sense, Ichimoku has already been caught up in job scams twice.

‘It was the same when I was a civil servant.’

After struggling for three years to pass the exam, I couldn’t bring myself to give it up, so I got stabbed and died and came over to this world.

‘It was the same when I was dragged into the Demonic Cult.’

Of course, being brought here was something I couldn’t choose. If I hadn’t come here, I would have been killed by my master or the Murim Alliance.

Anyway, Ichimoku knew very well from experience that if you choose the wrong job, your life will become tiring.

“How is the study of sorcery usually conducted in Bagua-jeon?”

“When do you wake up and start your research, and when do you usually get home?”

Work intensity, commuting time, and even company benefits.

As if he didn’t want to miss a single thing, Ichimoku asked questions in great detail.

And An Jeok-un, who was answering Ichimoku’s question, soon realized that he had misunderstood.

‘Hahaha. Judging from the way your eyes are sparkling, it seems you’re interested in the Bagua Tao.’

The eyes of the eight-year-old prince, which had initially been filled with anger, were now filled with curiosity and hope.

Of course, I wondered why he was angry in the first place, but I didn’t bother to ask him.

While you are working hard to recruit talented people, there is no need to make them uncomfortable.

How long did these two-person job fairs go on like that?

After hearing a general explanation of how the Bagua Dictionary worked, Ilmok opened his mouth to resolve a question that suddenly came to mind.

“Oh, by the way, are the talismans and the ink in the bottle that you use when making the formations also items made in the Bagua Dictionary?”

“Hahaha. It’s an item used in magic, so isn’t that obvious?”

“Paper and ink that hold energy, these are truly amazing things.”

“Hahaha. Since they are such things, they are naturally difficult to make. As for this talisman, it is made by boiling sulfur and melting various medicinal ingredients in it, then cooling it down and solidifying it. Grinding it into fine powder, and using it to make paper.”

“Oh, you mean boiling sulfur?”

“That’s right. And the ink in this bottle is a very special material that can be obtained by melting down a mineral called cinnabar, and various other ingredients are added to it to create a magical liquid.”

After that, I will briefly explain the process of making magical tools.

An Jeok-un was able to realize a little late that Ichimoku’s attitude had changed.

Ichimoku’s attitude, which had seemed full of dreams and hopes, had become cold somewhere.

“Is there a problem?”

“… I really appreciate your kind invitation to the Bagua Exhibition. I felt tempted as I listened to the story, but one important thing came to mind.”

“Important facts?”

When An Jeok-un asked again, Ilmok answered with a rather serious expression.

“I am a disciple of the Supreme Being. Of course, sorcery and formations are also important parts of the new religion, but as his disciple, I thought that I should devote myself to magic at least until I reach the state of de-magic.”

“Ugh… .”

An Jeok-un couldn’t say anything in response to Ilmok’s words expressing his respect for his teacher, Cheonma.

If I had spit on those words, I would have been in danger of speaking ill of Cheonma.

“… Even if you are obsessed with magic, you should learn some sorcery or formations from time to time. Even if it is just like now. If you do that, even after you get out of the demon world, you will have enough time to study formations and sorcery in earnest.”

“I will think about it.”

Ilmok answered in a serious tone, then finished greeting An Jeok-un and left the office.

“Phew.”

A sigh escaped me without me realizing it.

It wasn’t because I regretted not being able to go to Bagua Hall.

In the first place, the reason I sold the Master’s name was just to make an excuse.

‘There’s no such thing as a job that’s all that good. Damn it.’

The sigh that Ichimoku let out was a sigh of relief.

Ichimoku knew what injection was. More precisely, what came out when the mineral called injection was melted.

‘These crazy things are boiling sulfur and mercury. They must be going crazy because they want to die so badly.’

After hearing the full explanation from An Jeok-un, Ilmok realized.

The place called Bagua Hall is no different from a hazardous materials storage facility.