Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 155



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 155

Practice (5)

After the Count’s explanation was finished.

They were divided into six groups, and first they split up into groups to find lodging and rest.

Since Toroban was a village formed by a huge green oasis, Ichimoku was able to enjoy a proper bath for the first time since coming to the internship.

And the next morning.

Ilmok, who became a member of the Iljo group, set out on a journey with his group members.

The group he belonged to was composed of the head of the Baekjak unit, four members, the instructor Sohong, an assistant instructor, and four officials including Ilmok.

Since the three who limited Ichimoku were all members of the Eulban government, they were people who had almost no connection with Ichimoku.

Of course, Ichimoku had no interest in who was in his group.

I just turned my head with a look of regret and watched the Toroban moving away.

‘Damn. If only I could just stay there and rest.’

While Ilmok was feeling regretful, recalling the refreshing bath he had had last night, the two Counts riding in the carriage with Ilmok looked at each other with shining eyes.

They were currently moving by carriage and horse, disguising themselves as nomadic traders.

In order to lure the target who was committing a robbery, it was necessary to avoid using light attacks.

And the two members who happened to ride in the carriage with Ilmok gained some confidence from seeing Ilmok looking back at the Toroban.

‘Even the famous Eight Princes can’t help but feel nervous.’

‘Well, it’s my first mission, so it’s natural to be nervous.’

The two members nodded while looking at each other, and opened their mouths to have a conversation with Ichimoku on this occasion.

“There’s no need to be so nervous. It’s a matter of perspective.”

“Those bandits will not be your enemies.”

At the words of the two members, Ilmok turned his head and looked at them and answered.

“I’m not particularly nervous, seniors.”

The two members, who thought Ilmok’s answer was a bluff, laughed heartily.

“Hahaha. I was like that at first too.”

“Of course. That’s how it is for everyone at first, so there’s no need to be embarrassed.”

“… … .”

What on earth are you ashamed of?

While Ichimoku, who was unable to figure out their intentions, kept his mouth shut, the Count’s members continued to chatter incessantly.

“No matter how much you’ve honed your skills at the Magic Academy, you probably don’t have much experience in actual combat.”

“Yes. Real combat and training are different. I know it in my head, but my body still trembles. Now that I think about it, I remember when I first graduated from the Magic Academy and joined the Count’s Corps.”

As if to give advice, he started to tell stories from when they were children, but Ilmok quickly opened his mouth.

“Excuse me, but can I get some sleep?”

It may seem like a rude request, but the Counts didn’t seem offended, and instead looked at each other as if they found it cute.

‘Hehehe. Are you pretending to sleep because you’re embarrassed?’

‘Well, at that age, you tend to want to hide your nervousness.’

Even the carriage they were riding in was making a serious rattling noise as it raced across the wasteland.

Even if they were not nervous, the conditions were too poor to sleep in. Even for those who had been members of the Counts for many years, the conditions were not conducive to napping.

“Let me go and sleep for a while.”

At the teasing words of the man on the right, Ichimoku closed his eyes and leaned his back against the carriage wall.

As they had expected, the carriage’s violent vibration was transmitted to their backs.

It wasn’t just my back. The shock was constantly being transmitted to the floor where my butt was resting.

“Drrrrr. Kwoooool.”

Ichimoku closed his eyes and within seconds, he started snoring.

The two men had similar thoughts at the sight of Ilmok’s loud snoring.

‘Hahaha. You’re just bluffing.’

But that was only for a moment.

“… Are you really sleeping?”

The two members couldn’t help but look at him with bewildered expressions at his steady snoring, as if he had been practicing some kind of magic.

“… After all, it seems like you’re really asleep?”

“I can’t tell if it’s being generous or being stupid.”

At his colleague’s words, the man on the left seemed to hesitate for a moment before opening his mouth.

“… I guess it’s a bit too generous?”

“Considering the way you’ve been acting since day one, it seems like you just don’t have any thoughts?”

“That is also included. Let me recall the anecdotes of the eight Confuciuses.”

Only then did the man on the right nod, understanding what his colleague meant.

“Now that I think about it, there’s no need for Prince Pal to be nervous about a mission of this level.”

“That’s what I’m saying. At the age of fifteen, you already had the experience of provoking and luring a wild prince.”

Unlike Ilmok, they were followers of the Cheonmasin religion from birth, and had seen and heard about Grand Duke Wei Jinhak since childhood.

The one whom the non-believers of the Central Plains called a ‘madman’ and trembled in fear was none other than the outrageous Archduke.

But, that mad horse was provoked and dragged around by a mere fifteen-year-old boy.

“And that’s not all? I heard you’ve been to Mangaryeong too.”

“… Now it has been changed to Dohwaryeong, but the thought of me going there is terrifying.”

Those who had thought that far felt that even the actions of the people they had seen over the past few days felt different.

Even though it was his first time as a practitioner of the Magic Hall, he was obsessed with bathing every night.

Now that I think about it, I wonder if I was being too easy with the mission.

And that guess, as we talked, became more and more certain. That’s understandable.

“Drrrrrr.”

Even while the two were chatting excitedly in front of each other, Prince Pal was still snoring loudly, not to mention waking up.

This could be considered the result of consistent nap training in a meditation club.

* * *

How much time would it have been like to spend leisurely time with pleasant dreams?

“shit.”

Before he knew it, Ilmok was riding on a horse instead of a carriage, his expression crumpled.

To ensure a fair journey, those riding the carriage and those riding the horse took turns.

As I was galloping across the wasteland on horseback, sand and dust constantly beat against my face and clothes.

Ilmok, who had covered his mouth with cotton, sighed and muttered.

“Still, it’s better than the first time.”

Considering that they ran with light air, the horse and carriage were nobles.

‘If only I could just keep running like this and get to Hapmil, I’d be happy. The other groups can take care of the targets appropriately.’

Since the odds of winning were only one in six, I considered it a modest dream.

The dream of Ichimoku was shattered by the monologue of the Count’s leader riding his horse at the forefront.

“Coming.”

When I turned my head to the side, following Danju’s gaze, I saw a group of people running toward them, creating a strong sandstorm.

Looking at the sight, Ichimoku sighed deeply.

“Really, is there a devil in my life?”

As Ichimoku muttered to himself, he realized an important fact.

‘Come to think of it, it’s already been struck by a demon. And not just any demon, but a heavenly demon.’

From the moment he was first brought to the Cheonma Shingyo, his life was not just filled with demons, but was filled with demons all around.

While Ilmok was muttering to himself about his miserable life, the Countess quietly gave instructions.

“Don’t panic, just slow down a bit and keep moving forward. When they get close, follow my signal and target their horses first.”

Following the instructions of the sergeant, they continued to run forward.

But, a strange tension was flowing between them.

The veteran Counts were acting no different than usual, but among the officers who were experiencing something like this for the first time, an inevitable sense of tension was seeping out.

“Take a deep breath.”

While the Count’s members and Instructor Sohong were giving various advices to calm down the officials.

Heeeeeeeeeing!

The neighing of horses and the sound of hooves grew louder, and their outlines gradually came into view.

‘You look over twenty.’

The atmosphere of the Counts was relatively calm. And unlike the tense-looking officials, Ichimoku was looking over them with an expression that looked like he was dying of annoyance.

While the Count’s men, who had been relieving the tension of the officials, were glaring at Il-mok’s bold appearance, the bandits, who had already come within arm’s reach, spread out and began to surround them in a circle.

“Hahahahaha!”

“Hehehehe.”

They burst into laughter, each with their weapons drawn, as if trying to scare me.

“Wh, why are you blocking our way?”

The Count was a man who was quite adept at acting. He acted as if he was trembling with fear, like Jeong-hyeon.

“Hahahaha! You don’t know who we are! If you throw down your weapons, give us your horses and carriages, and leave, we will spare your lives! But! Leave the women behind.”

As the fierce-looking man who seemed to be the leader shouted, the men around him began to snicker again, glaring at him with sinister looks and spitting out foul language.

“Boss! Can I taste that bitch first?”

“Hehehe. Once you taste my lower body, you’ll never get off.”

Despite their explicit gaze and words, Instructor Sohong and the female warriors of the Baekjakdan skillfully portrayed a frightened expression.

On the other hand, the face of the female innkeeper belonging to Eulban turned red with anger.

“The more embarrassed you are, the more you want to play with it!”

“Hehehehe. There’s no need to be embarrassed. It’s something that will happen to you someday anyway. I’ll make sure that this old man experiences paradise.”

When the young innkeeper blushed, the bandits considered it shameful.

Meanwhile, the bandits surrounding the area were slowly approaching and putting pressure on them.

The Count trembled as if he was scared and pretended to put down his weapon, but then suddenly swung his weapon, and the demon cultists who had been waiting for his signal also swung their weapons all at once.

Crunch!!

Countless silver trails were drawn in the air, and most of the horses were struck down by the first surprise attack, but they could not all be killed.

This was because the number of demon cultists was small, and two of the officials failed to launch a surprise attack.

Heeeeeeeeeing!

The pitiful neighing of a horse that had been slaughtered echoed, and blood flowed from all directions.

Much of the blood that soaked the desert was horse blood, but there were also bandits who had their legs or bodies cut off when they were caught in the attacks aimed at the horses.

Meanwhile, green smoke began to pour out from the stick that the Count had taken out.

“Let’s see if that dirty lower body is still vigorous even after being cut off.”

Instructor Sohong, who had been wearing a frightened expression, was now swinging his sword at the bandit who had insulted him with a cold expression.

In addition, the innkeepers and the Counts who had been insulted all rushed at them with their eyes burning, and the rest of the cultists also calmly charged towards them.

In the meantime, the leader, who had quickly come to his senses, shouted, “I’m still the leader.”

“There are only eleven of them! Deal with them quickly. Then, take their horses and run away!”

While most of the horses were dead, the leader came up with a solution.

Anyway, if we each run away like this, we’ll end up getting caught.

“Hit it!!”

A melee broke out, accompanied by the bandit leader’s shouts.

Ilmok crumpled his expression as he looked at the ugly faces of the two bandits rushing at him.

It wasn’t just the stench of sweat and blood that came from their bodies.

‘Damn. If I swing it any further, it’ll be dangerous.’

It was because of the whispers of the side effect guy who started having seizures as the battle approached.

– Let’s draw the most beautiful sword in the world!

– Black brush, their bodies are paper!

– Hehehe. And if we use their blood to eat, it’ll be perfect!

– Horse fatigue is not enough! Let’s draw a picture with human fatigue!

Perhaps because it was a real fight and not a military one, it was the Talhonmujeonggeom that was particularly exciting.