Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 156



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 156

Salvation (1)

“shut up!”

After thinking about it for a short moment, Ichimoku shouted into the air like a madman and flew towards them.

“As expected, they were the devil’s cult guys!!”

“You should shut up, you crazy bastard!”

At that moment, two bandits took turns swinging their swords, each standing on the left and right.

Instead of stepping back to avoid the curve, Ichimoku boldly took a step forward.

But for some reason there was no sword in his hand.

‘If you don’t want to draw your sword, then just don’t draw it!’

In an instant, Ichimoku put his sword back in its scabbard, and various martial arts techniques he had seen so far flashed through his mind.

The Sura Blood Fist of the recently encountered Maga-gwanju Yeom Ga-hwi, or the Black Thunder Horse Fist of Chu Il-hwan that I directly encountered.

From Jin Ha-yeon’s Sosu Demonic Works, which he had fought hundreds of times before entering the Magic Hall, to Hyukryun Seon-ah’s Blood Tiger Red Cliff Works.

The martial arts that Ilmok chose after thinking of the various martial arts that could be performed with the enemy’s public power was the Sosu Demonic Art.

However, it was not possible to perfectly imitate the Soo-Ma-Gong. Since Ichimoku did not handle yin energy in the first place, it was nearly impossible to perfectly imitate it.

‘I have gained the depth of swordsmanship from martial arts, so I think I can do the reverse as well!’

Ilmok imitated the martial arts form displayed by Jin Ha-yeon, but the meaning contained within it was his own deep understanding.

In an instant, Ichimoku’s two hands dug between the two bandits, targeting their opening and poking in.

puck!

After subduing two demon bloods with the Golden Nail Technique in a single stroke, Ichimoku looked around and saw that the battle was going quite well for him.

Since the number of people was more than double, each of them was fighting two or three enemies, but the difference in skill was quite significant.

Even though the bandits were learning martial arts, they were no match for the magic arts.

The only people who were still low-level and lacked practical experience were struggling a little.

Crunch!

Along with an eerie noise, a man with something cut off lets out a terrible scream.

“Kkaaaak!”

Instructor Sohong looked down at the man with a mocking expression.

“It’s not that exciting.”

As I was looking around without thinking much, Ichimoku felt his lower body shrinking without him realizing it.

‘Did I almost end up like that that night?’

In the past, he recalled So-hong coming to him in the middle of the night, and a cold sweat ran down his face.

Could it be that the man’s violent screams after his vital organs were cut off were the trigger?

“Run away!”

Only after more than half of their men were annihilated in a short period of time did the bandits realize the reality and choose to flee.

Ilmok, who had been crouching down, let out a faint sigh at the sight of the bandits starting to run away.

“ha.”

It wasn’t because the sight of running away from the enemy was pitiful.

‘I don’t want to bother chasing after them.’

Ichimoku, who didn’t want to sweat and show off his lightness, quickly took the jockey’s seat.

The ceremony of receiving the Surahyeolkwon, previously performed by the late Gwanju Yeom Ga-hwi.

There, Ilmok, who had learned the secrets of pleasure through the Talhonmujeonggeom, swung his left and right fists alternately at an incredible speed, and a series of fist winds came out.

Pavababak!

With the sound of a blow that followed, some of the bandits who had attempted to escape rolled around in the sand.

But those who were immediately struck down were the Yangban.

As the Counts swung their weapons into the air, various auras began to decorate the air, cutting off the legs and necks of those who ran away.

“Phew.”

As Ichimoku breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he had not missed a single person.

“Hahaha! That’s really great!”

The Count, who had cut off the head of the bandit leader, approached Ilmok while bursting into hearty laughter.

He asked Ilmok with a face full of curiosity.

“But didn’t you learn swordsmanship? Why did you insist on using martial arts?”

At that question, Ichimoku pondered for a moment.

‘If I answer like that, ‘To avoid enlightenment,’ I’ll be treated like a crazy person, right?’

For those who have mastered martial arts, what could be more precious than enlightenment?

‘I was treated like a crazy person several times at the Magic Hall.’

Even Ichimoku himself now knew how stupid that was.

So, after a brief moment of thought, Ichimoku came up with a very useful answer.

“Because they are not even worth drawing your sword.”

Arrogant nonsense that would be acceptable to the madmen of the Demonic Cult.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Immediately after Ichimoku’s arrogant answer, silence fell over the area for a moment.

The one who broke the awkward silence was the Count who had asked Ichimoku a question.

“Hahaha. If my other officials had said that, I would have been in big trouble, but since it was you who said it, I’ll let it slide this time.”

It wasn’t because Ilmok was a disciple of Cheonma.

He turned his gaze and glanced at the bandits strewn across the floor.

“You have defeated so many enemies without even using a sword.”

There was no reason to nag at someone who had proven his arrogance with his own abilities.

Instead of nagging, he suddenly burst into a smile with a relieved look on his face.

“Hahaha. I was actually a little worried. I was wondering if the reason you used the power was because you were afraid of killing.”

Danju, who had been looking at all the bandits lying on the floor and making noises, turned his head and looked at Ilmok with a smiling face.

“They are evil people who kill powerless beings and steal precious things. If we are afraid of killing such people, how can we properly carry out the will of our new religion? Hahaha. However, it seems that my worries were needless, so it is truly fortunate.”

The Count was still smiling, but Ichimoku felt an eerie feeling for some reason.

‘This was a test, wasn’t it?’

It felt dangerous.

To be honest, one of the reasons I didn’t draw my sword was to avoid murder.

Since being brought to the Master, he had indirectly participated in murders and seen people die, but he had never killed anyone with his own hands.

While Ilmok was breathing a sigh of relief inwardly.

In the distance, a cloud of sand was blowing and a group of people could be seen running towards them.

They were the demon cult members who came running after seeing the green smoke from the signal flare fired by the Count’s leader.

Among them, the one who showed the most noticeable reaction was Dokgo-pae.

“This can’t be happening!!”

He looked frustrated, as if the sky had fallen down.

“You motherfuckers, get back up! Give me a chance to fight!!”

It was a sight without a single crazy person.

Whether Dokgo-pae does something stupid or not.

“Where are you from?”

The Counts who had joined raised the fallen bandits and began interrogating them.

In some ways, it could be said that it was all thanks to Ilmok.

This was because he was able to subdue quite a few people without killing them, thanks to his fighting style that included only the use of the Golden Sword and the Boxing Techniques.

Immediately after that brief interrogation.

Crunch.

The Count’s men cut off the heads of the bandits who honestly revealed information.

It was a natural thing.

There was no reason to forgive the bandits who were tormenting the living. They were followers of the Heavenly Demon Sect, not Shaolin monks who sought immortality.

The Count, having finished interrogating and massacring, clicked his tongue lightly.

“Tsk. This time, they’re the ones who escaped from the Central Plains again.”

“I just feel sorry for the living beings in the Central Plains. Those who fought over territory with these guys couldn’t possibly be good people who care for living beings.”

In response to Bu-dan-ju’s answer, who had joined the group to lead the group, Dan-ju also nodded with a regretful expression.

“Our new religion must quickly return to the Central Plains and save the living beings.”

“Isn’t this all because of the evildoers of the Central Plains, Your Majesty?”

At the end of their conversation, everyone present looked toward the east with expressions of regret and anger.

The great Sega and sects of the Central Plains. And most of all, towards the Central Plains where the imperial family, who had driven them to treason, resided.

In that determined atmosphere, only Ichimoku was trying to control his expression.

‘Those crazy cult bastards.’

If his true intentions are revealed, he will have his balls cut off like those bandits.

* * *

Immediately after the battlefield was completely cleared.

‘But, is it all over now?’

Ilmok was suddenly wearing a cheerful expression.

It wasn’t just because he had overcome the crisis of having his true intentions exposed.

This was because, after only four days of training, the bandits who were the target of this expedition were dealt with.

Now that we’ve taken care of our objective, all we have to do is return to the Magic Hall.

The hopes of doing something were dashed without a trace.

“The mission ended sooner than expected, so I’ll spend the remaining time patrolling the surrounding area.”

Following the Count’s instructions, they cleared the battlefield and began moving again.

Facing south, not west where Cheonmandaesan is located.

But the atmosphere was completely different from before.

Since there were no urgent matters to attend to, they did not have to rush through the battlefield or ride their horses at full speed like before, which gave the Counts and the officials some more time to relax.

“Hahaha. So after you graduate from the Magic Academy, are you planning on joining the Armed Forces Corps?”

“Hmm. Then what about our Counts? There are still two vacant seats, so we need to fill them up.”

“It would be an infinite honor to be able to work with my seniors!”

Perhaps because they had more free time, they were chatting about various things while moving, unlike before.

The most common conversation I heard was about the tricks the members of the guild were using to persuade the officials to join the guild.

“I’ve been watching you for a few days now, but you still seem to be lacking in lightness. I haven’t mastered lightness like you, but let me give you some advice.”

In addition, there were some members who gave advice on martial arts or life in the Cheonmasingyo.

Of course, those who gave advice also said the same thing after giving advice.

“How about it? After you finish the training at the Magic Academy, come to our Count’s Group. I’ll give you some additional teachings. Hahaha.”

The atmosphere seemed friendly thanks to the conversations heard here and there, but there were also some who were ignored.

The Counts weren’t just talking to random officials without thinking.

Over the past few days, they have been talking to guys who seem to have decent skills and tenacity.

Because of that, most of the officials in the lower ranks in the second half were out of the public eye.

“I’ve heard your name often! I’ve always wanted to talk to you!”

Among them, there were some officials who went out of their way to speak to the Counts.

On the other hand, most of the officers of the upper ranks were targets of recruitment by the Counts, but the Counts were having difficulties in the recruitment process.

“Eek!!”

There are some officials who start a fight just by getting a little closer, let alone saying a word to them.

“What do you think about our Counts…?”

“I’m sorry, but I’ve already decided to bury my bones in the Eunwi Pavilion!”

“Huh. Even in the Magic Hall, you’re saying that you’re a Silver Wing with skills that would put you in the top tier? That seems like a bit too hasty of an idea.”

“I am not hasty! My heart is single-minded. I only wish to become Confucius’s disciple!”

There was also a strange official who, no matter what was said next to him, would only repeat that he would become a scapegoat.

“Ohhohohoho!”

“As expected, it’s a beauty!”

No matter what people around him say, he just brags about himself and his best friend, which is strange.

Even in the upper class, there was one officer who boasted excellent grades, but the other members did not dare approach him.

The problem was that even though I tried hard to ignore it, the authorities kept coming to me.

“Senior! The road is lonely, how about a drink?”

The Count’s members couldn’t help but sigh as they tried to avoid the culprit, but it kept sticking to them.

The eldest grandson of a noble family known for his self-righteous personality. He was a man who would cause trouble if brought into the Count’s group, so despite his outstanding skills, it was impossible to bring him on board.

While the Counts were spending their time hanging out with the Magic Hall officials, recruiting them, and avoiding them.

The gaze of the Counts was often directed somewhere.

Among the twenty or so Magic Hall officials, there was one who was the most important.

As if he had noticed the wishes of the Counts, the Count Master took action.

Towards the scene where Il-mok is snoring and dozing off on the horse.

And to the blatant movements of the Count’s party leader.

Gulp.

One female instructor’s stomach began to churn.