Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 181
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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 181
Career path (6)
Wi Jin-hak, who was watching the conversation between Baek Woon-hak and Ilmok, suddenly burst into flames.
“Hahahaha. It looks like the youngest priest has done something big again without me knowing. Hahaha.”
Wei Jin-hak was very pleased as if he had accomplished something great.
“I will be honest. I have heard countless rumors about Prince Pal, but I thought they were exaggerated to some extent. However, thanks to this incident, I have come to realize that Prince Pal is truly a genius.”
“Hahaha. Our priest is truly an outstanding guy. How could I not be greedy?”
Suddenly, Baek Woon-hak and Wi Jin-hak began to praise Ilmok, and the guardian deity looked at Ilmok with eyes dripping with greed, as if he had not yet let go of his obsession.
In that warm atmosphere, Hyukryunhwan, who had been keeping his mouth shut until now, opened his mouth.
“Prince Eight. I have something to ask you.”
“Please speak, Lord Hyukryun Soga.”
“What do you think about our Seon-ah?”
“… … .”
Ilmok, without realizing it, almost looked at Hyukryunhwan as if he were a crazy person.
* * *
Hyukryunhwan. He was out of his mind for a while.
After witnessing his daughter running towards Ilmok, abandoning him as her father.
By the time he came to his senses, several conversations were already in progress.
So, Hyukryunhwan was watching the conversation to find out just how much of a piece of trash the lecher who dared to target his daughter was.
And Hyukryunhwan realized it too late.
‘That lecher, was he really this talented?’
Of course, I had heard the story of Ilmok through my wife. In addition, I often remember hearing stories of my daughter praising Ilmok.
However, blinded by jealousy, the more his daughter praised him, the more negative preconceptions he had about Ilmok grew.
Until he came to see Ilmok today, the image of Ilmok that Hyukryeonhwan had in his head was that of a debauched and despicable back-alley thug with yellow hair and tanned skin.
But what the heck.
Even within the Cheonmasingyo, these two people were among the best in the world, and they were spewing out all sorts of compliments in an attempt to lure in the eight Confuciuses.
Even the head of the Baek family was paying his respects to Prince Pal, who was much younger than him, and expressing his gratitude.
At this point, there was no doubt about the abilities of the eight princes.
The arm-lengthening wasn’t satisfactory to that extent.
‘Yes. I will acknowledge the abilities of Prince Pal. However, I cannot hand over my daughter to a lecher who is only talented!’
In order for a daughter to live a peaceful life as a married woman, the ability of the man who will become her husband is important, but his character is also important.
“What do you think about our Seon-ah?”
He asked Ilmok with a serious expression on his face, as if he was testing a prospective son-in-law who was visiting his in-laws for the first time.
Of course, from Ichimoku’s perspective, it was just absurd.
Even though Seon-ah had grown up so much in the past two years, she was only fifteen years old. In modern times, which Ilmok was familiar with, she would be around the age of a third year of middle school or a first year of high school at most.
‘Who needs to be put in handcuffs?’
What do you think about someone who hears the sound of clanking noises?
“I think of him as a cute little brother.”
“Sister? Are you saying that you don’t think of me as a woman?”
When Hyukryunhwan asked again, Ilmok decided to drive the nail in firmly.
“I don’t consider a woman who has not reached the age of puberty as a woman. Your Majesty, Hyukryun Sogaju.”
Years old.
Just as a boy is called a young man when he turns twenty, a phrase that describes a woman’s twenty years of age and the most beautiful age, a spark rose in Hyukryunhwan’s eyes at the phrase.
‘You thief! I can’t give my daughter away until she’s thirty, and you’re planning on leaving her at just twenty!’
Because it was too early for Palbulchul to be born.
Also, Hyukryunhwan wasn’t the only one who lit a fire in his eyes.
‘What an idiot! You failed by attaching Xiaohong to a Confucius who likes women of the old age!’
The guardian deity, who still couldn’t let go of his obsession with Ilmok, quickly racked his brain and began to recall whether there was a woman in her prime among the children of his subordinates or acquaintances.
“Hahaha! It looks like our youngest priest has a firm taste!”
The Grand Duke, who burst into hearty laughter, was also thinking of women of that age in his head.
* * *
That night, what happened at Pungamjeon reached Cheonma’s ears.
“Hahaha. Are you saying that in addition to Jinhak, the head of the Hobeop family, the head of the Baek family, and the head of the Hyukryeon family all went to look for the youngest?”
“Yes, my lord.”
When Eunwigakju responded with a nod, Cheonma stroked his beard and said.
“Hmm. How about this instead? Let’s make the scale of the event called the Magic Academy Graduation Ceremony even bigger.”
“I’m sorry. I’m so dull and stupid that I can’t even guess what you’re talking about.”
“Hehehe. Now, at the graduation ceremony for the Magic Academy, the members of each club perform, right? Let’s make it bigger and increase the number of people who come to watch. Wouldn’t it be a hassle for those who graduate from the Magic Academy to visit various armed forces or organizations every time?”
Only then did Eunwigakju realize Cheonma’s intentions and spoke with an impressed expression.
“Are you saying that the heads of various organizations and armed forces should attend the graduation ceremony in person and directly recruit officials there?”
“That’s right. Furthermore, in a few years, the size of the Magic Academy will increase, and various educational institutions will be established. Wouldn’t it be possible to further motivate children who are about to enter the Magic Academy by having them attend the graduation ceremony?”
It’s hard to come up with something new, but it’s not that hard to gradually improve on something that already exists.
Thanks to the new educational system and foundation that Ilmok had created, Cheonma was bringing about additional changes every day.
Of course, because of that, cries of pain were heard throughout the headquarters of the Cheonma Sect and throughout Xinjiang, but Cheonma had no interest in it.
Because I was originally a person who believed that development requires suffering.
Cheonma, who had been thinking of various other inspirations, suddenly spoke with a pleased expression.
“By the way, did the youngest tell you a story about a woman?”
“Yes. He said that he was only interested in women who were over 60. Perhaps because of that story, the guardian deity and the grand duke seemed to be moving around very quickly.”
“Hehehe. I really wonder what kind of woman would suit the youngest.”
It was a Cheonma with an expression that seemed to be thinking of his grandchild who was old enough to get married.
He didn’t worry that his youngest disciple would become obsessed with women and neglect his training.
It was a world where it was taken for granted that a hero would have three concubines, and more than anything, for a genius who had just begun to shed his extreme powers at the young age of eighteen, it was close to a needless worry.
Even when he was in the Magic Hall, he was said to have been a womanizer, but even then, he never escaped from extreme evil.
“hmm?”
Cheonma, who had thought that far, immediately frowned and said.
“But, if you like a woman who is over 60 years old, how did the story about you showing off your womanhood at the Magic Hall come about?”
It was Cheonma who began to have doubts about the handling of affairs by the governor of Yeomga-hui.
* * *
Early the next morning.
Ichimoku woke up, unaware that rumors about his tastes were spreading throughout the Cheonmasin Church.
At the same time, Jin Ha-yeon’s voice, who couldn’t remember when she had slept, was heard through the door.
“I have prepared water for you to wash your face, Your Majesty.”
After washing my face with the water she prepared for me and eating the breakfast she had prepared while washing my face, Ichimoku was enjoying a bit of rest.
New guests have come to Pungamjeon.
The first person to greet me was someone I had never seen before.
“Eunwigak Iljojang Dambin meets Prince Pal.”
She looked to be in her late thirties and was neatly dressed in a dress similar to Jin Ha-yeon’s.
And following her, familiar faces came to greet Ichimoku.
“I meet Prince Pal.”
“I meet Prince Pal.”
A man and a woman who were greeting each other while taking a lottery ticket were the same person, but their eyes were fixed on someone else.
It was Guyangmun and Joo Seoyeon.
“Pa, Pal, I see you, I see you.”
In addition, there is Jeong-Hyeon, who is cowering and stuttering.
It couldn’t have been a more bizarre combination.
“It’s nice to meet you, Chief Dam-bin. Guyang So-hyeop, So-jo Joo, and So-jo Jeong, please come quickly. But what brings you here so early in the morning?”
I knew that Joo Seo-yeon and Jeong Hyeon had entered the Eunwi Pavilion. Not only Joo Seo-yeon, but Jeong Hyeon had also said several times that he would enter the Eunwi Pavilion at the end of the Magic Hall.
However, at first glance, I couldn’t figure out why the four of them came together.
At Ichimoku’s question, Dambin opened his mouth on behalf of everyone.
“The three of us have come to visit the prince together with Ha-yeon starting today.”
“Then how did Guyang Sohyeop come with you?”
“We just ran into each other at the entrance.”
“… … .”
Ilmok looked at Guyangmun with a speechless face.
‘It’s really gross.’
While Ilmok was laughing in vain, Dambin opened his mouth again.
“Jeong-Hyeon and Ju-Seo-Yeon are both children who have just entered the Eunwi Pavilion and need education, but they are here because of their connection with Confucius and the Magic Hall. Ha-Yeon and I will teach them with all our hearts so that they can serve Confucius without any problems.”
At Dam-bin’s extreme courtesy, Ilmok felt somewhat awkward.
‘Are you too tired of life in the Magic Academy?’
There, all officials were equal, and the instructors, who were of the same age as the sergeants, were superiors to Ilmok.
Even right after I graduated from the Magic Academy, I met people like my teacher, the guardian deity, the great elder brother, and the Baek family leaders one after another, so I felt unfamiliar with such extreme examples.
“Ahem. Please take good care of me.”
As soon as Ilmok gave permission, Dambin turned his head and spoke to Jeong-hyeon and Ju-seo-yeon, who were standing behind him.
“From now on, I am your senior who will teach you, so greet me politely.”
As he said that, the person Dam-bin was pointing to was Jin Ha-yeon.
Naturally, Joo Seo-yeon took the lottery ticket with a very happy face, and Jeong Hyeon showed his respect while stuttering his words.
“Hello, senior Jin Ha-yeon!”
“Ji, I see, I see, senior Jin Ha-yeon.”
To the two’s greeting, Jin Ha-yeon surprisingly responded with a slightly gentler tone than usual.
“I was busy taking care of Confucius last time, so I couldn’t properly greet you. I ask for your continued support in the future.”
This was the reason why Jin Ha-yeon, who had mastered the art of sorcery, had a slight favor for the two, and the reason why the two were able to be assigned as Ilmok’s concubines and bodyguards as soon as they entered the Eunwi Pavilion.
That’s because those two were the ones who contributed the most to Ichimoku’s survival from the fanatics’ attack.
“I owe you guys a debt of gratitude, so if there’s anything you need me to teach you, just tell me.”
At Jin Ha-yeon’s words, Joo Seo-yeon’s clear eyes sparkled.
Joo Seo-yeon had no intention of letting Jin Ha-yeon’s kindness end in mere words.
“I have a favor to ask, Senior Ha-yeon!”
“Tell me.”
“Can you hug me just once to say thank you for your hard work that day?”
“… … ?”
Jin Ha-yeon tilted her head at the unexpected wish, but without thinking much, she approached Joo Seo-yeon and opened her arms.
‘Oops.’
Ilmok tried to stop Jin Ha-yeon later, but it felt like it was too late.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Before she knew it, Jin Ha-yeon was hugging Joo Seo-yeon with her signature expressionless face.
“… … .”
Because Joo Seo-yeon had become a stone statue with a face that was in a state of ecstasy.
It was an expression that made you wonder if someone who had mastered the martial arts of Taoism could have fallen into such a state of ecstasy, even the Uhwadengseon.
‘I’m sorry, Miss Jin.’
While Ilmok was silently apologizing for not being able to reveal Joo Seo-yeon’s true identity, a dark shadow approached Ilmok.
“Your Majesty, Ilmok. I will also do my best to protect you. If you ever need to go somewhere dangerous in the future, just let me know.”
In the eyes of Guyangmun, who shouted confidently, a dark desire was wriggling.