Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 230



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 230

Rehabilitation (5)

“May I ask what that is?”

The eyes of Representative Seo Jae-pil sparkled as he asked that question.

I felt like I was being tested on something, but I decided to answer honestly because I felt like this was a pretty serious problem.

“Even if I kill people, I don’t feel any emotion. Of course, I didn’t kill innocent people. I just killed the fanatics of the heretics who attacked us in the Magic Hall. Or the evil men who tormented the living beings here in Gansu Province.”

Those weren’t words I uttered to make excuses for my murder.

To begin with, this era, unlike modern times, was a world where violence was not uncommon.

only.

“Surely, killing those fanatics was my first murder in my life. Of course, I may have been out of my mind at the time because my life was in danger. But, it wasn’t like that here. Even though they were evil people, I honestly didn’t feel like I was in danger while fighting them. Even so, I killed them without any hesitation.”

It was because of the inexplicable sense of disconnect I’ve been feeling lately.

Because I was concerned about this disconnect, I tried not to kill anyone unless they were truly evil.

This was also the reason why Haomen was given a chance and why the opening was not touched.

“So I would like to ask my lord, are all magicians like this? Or am I something special?”

That was the reason why I opened up honestly to Assemblyman Seo.

I wanted to know if it was just me or if everyone who learned magic was like this.

In response to my question, Rep. Seo Jae-pil looked thoughtful as if he was looking back on all he had seen, experienced, and studied.

And after a while, Representative Seo Jae-pil, who had gathered his thoughts, opened his mouth.

“First of all, there has never been a single person in our church who has ever said that they had a hard time because of murder. However, it is ambiguous to say that learning magic alone will make you lose your aversion to killing.”

Rep. Seo Jae-pil continued speaking after rolling his tongue for a moment as if he was contemplating how to express it accurately.

“As Confucius knows, according to the doctrine of our religion, punishing evildoers is a very natural thing to do. Therefore, even if there were those who felt aversion to murder, they would not have been able to easily bring up such a topic.”

“That’s true.”

“Up to this point, I have objectively told you what I have seen, heard, and learned. To be honest, I think Confucius may have been a special case.”

“…Why do you think so?”

“It was because of what happened at the Magic Hall. After being attacked by fanatics of a cult. There was a time when the officials were suffering from mental scars, wasn’t there? That’s when I realized. They were just overcoming it for the sake of the doctrine. There were definitely people who were having a hard time.”

“Hmm. Well then, the Talhonmujeonggeom might be something special.”

“Whether it is the Talhonmujeonggeom that is the problem, or whether Confucius has a unique constitution, it seems that more research is needed… I think it would be possible to compare if there were someone else who has mastered the Talhonmujeonggeom.”

With a look of interest on his face, Assemblyman Seo Jae-pil muttered, “Who else has mastered the Talhonmujeonggeom?”

“There is one person. The Lord of Dohwa.”

“ah!”

Seo Jae-pil exclaimed in admiration as if he had just remembered.

“If so, how about we spend some time together at Dohwaryeong later? It seems like a great research topic.”

I’m sorry to say this, but I didn’t want to live there, even if I could do volunteer work there occasionally.

“… Ahem. I’m busy with work, so it might be hard for me to stay there.”

“Okay, after looking into the details, Confucius, I will go there later. Hahaha.”

For research, I will go to a place where elderly people with dementia live. Even, a place where elderly people with dementia who have reached a level beyond the extreme live together.

As expected, Seo Jae-pil was a great lawmaker in many ways.

* * *

Two days later.

Those who had been waiting came to Nanju. Several members of the Jeongsimwon who had set out from the headquarters and one unmanned person.

“Official Guan Muin. Long time no see.”

In response to Ilmok’s greeting, Gwanmuyeol bowed his head and showed his respect.

“It is an honor to meet you again, Your Majesty the Eight.”

A warrior who briefly served as Ilmok’s escort when he first entered the Cheonmasingyo sect, and who later left for Jeongsimwon after it was discovered that he was overcoming the side effects of mushrooms.

He couldn’t help but be amazed at the sight of Ichimoku, whom he had met again after a long time of over two years.

‘I knew it by hearsay, but I didn’t know it would be this bad.’

At his level, it was impossible to fathom the realm of Ichimoku.

No, it wasn’t just Ichimoku’s problem.

Jin Ha-yeon, who was clearly two levels below Ichimoku’s bodyguard.

Her level of skill had also reached the same level as his.

However, it is not the case that Guan Muyeol was just resting while he was in Jeongsimwon. After he was cured of his addiction to mushrooms and was able to manage the side effects, he devoted himself to training again.

Thanks to that, I managed to get over a wall, but I was still caught by Jin Ha-yeon.

The youngest Confucius’s development speed was not at a level that could be considered common sense in the first place, so it was impossible to even think of comparing him to Jin Ha-yeon, who was two steps behind him, but it was a bitter experience in many ways to be caught up to him.

However, Gwanmuyeol soon shook off such distracting thoughts.

‘Yes. Everyone has their own pace. I just have to go my own way, and that’s enough.’

After two and a half years of treatment at Jeongsimwon, his mind had become quite strong.

Enough to resist the temptation of hallucinogenic mushrooms.

one side.

After exchanging greetings with Gwanmuyeol, Ilmok briefly exchanged greetings with the other members of Jeongsimwon.

“Two of you will stay here and take care of the patients in Nanju with the medical women. The others will go with me to Pyeongryang County.”

At the direction of Ilmok, the members of the National Assembly selected those who would remain in Nanju.

Ilmok, who was watching the scene, spoke to Seo Jae-pil and Dam-bin.

“Please select some of the prostitutes and kisaengs from the red-light district. They will be the ones to take care of the severe addicts in Pyeongnyang County.”

“Would it be okay if we could find people who can read and write?”

“I don’t think it’s necessary. Rather than prescribing medicine or giving acupuncture, my main job is basically ‘care.’ Oh, and if you say you’ll teach me letters in my spare time, I think I’ll be somewhat interested.”

Naturally, the task of teaching the letters was left to the members of parliament.

Dam-bin, who had been thinking for a moment at Ichimoku’s instructions, answered.

“There is one problem, Your Majesty. According to the stories of several Luzhu, including Jin Hong Luzhu, there is a shortage of workers in the red-light district.”

Since there were many people who were selected through the medical and ceremonial skills, it was perhaps natural.

In particular, it was important to bring Baekcheon and the orchestra to Pyeongnyang-hyeon and select additional yegi because there was a shortage of people to play hymns here in Nanju.

After pondering the matter for a moment, Ichimoku shrugged his shoulders and answered.

“Anyway, the black market in Gansu Province has been cleared out, so if we look for people from other counties who want to come to Nanju and bring them here, wouldn’t that fill in the gap to some extent?”

To be honest, I wanted to get rid of the red-light district itself, but I couldn’t just get rid of it without providing a way for the people working there to make a living. They’d all end up as beggars.

Also, since giraffes and changguans were quite common during this era, it would be difficult to simply eliminate them from a modern perspective.

That is why we plan to gradually eliminate it through education and job creation, just like we are doing now.

In the end, if there were people who volunteered to do that work, there was no reason or justification to stop them from Ichimoku’s perspective.

“Ah. And if there are any gisaengs in other counties who know how to read and write, select them as medical women and bring them here. Some of the medical women who learned from Seo here will head to Pyeongnyang County together. Even though it is just care, there will be a need for seniors to manage the newly selected ones.”

So, following the instructions of Ichimoku, new members were selected and existing members prepared to head to Pyeongnyang-hyeon.

And the next morning.

A group of carriages headed for Pyeongnyang-hyeon set off.

Several members of the National Assembly came from the headquarters, including Assemblyman Seo Jae-pil. And there was even Gwan Mu-yeol.

A few female doctors who worked at the Mireukmyeonggyo temple and a few people who were selected from the red-light district to take care of the care work.

There was even a carpenter named Deokgwang who built a chapel at the Mireukmyeonggyo temple and laborers who came from beggars.

People in their 50s set out on a journey to save Pyeongnyang-hyeon.

* * *

Two days later.

Several carriages entered Pyeongryang County one after another.

The first place the carriages headed was a manor where hard-core addicts were gathered together.

“Ohhh!”

Seo Jae-pil got off the carriage and his eyes lit up when he saw the seriously ill patients.

Ilmok shook his head.

‘As expected. I’ve felt this way all along, but that guy is strange.’

The rest of the members of the National Assembly did not have the same burning passion for learning as Seo Jae-pil.

“From now on, continue to provide counseling and treatment to the residents of Pyeongryang-hyeon. Even if it is not severe, everyone has been exposed to Hojeopcho and has at least some symptoms of addiction.”

After saying that, Ilmok looked at Gwanmuyeol and added.

“The role of the government officials is especially important. Since they have had similar experiences, they should frequently talk to those who come here and encourage them to overcome their addictions.”

“I will do so. Arm… . Incarnation of Maitreya.”

Kwan Moo-yeol almost accidentally blurted out a familiar title.

In that situation, Ichimoku gave orders by voice instead of giving orders verbally.

– In addition, since the side effects of the martial arts learned by the official are similar to mine, please organize a system to care for the severe addicts here and write a plan. I believe that you will come up with a perfect plan without any loopholes.

“… … .”

Gwanmuyeol was speechless at Ilmok’s words that the side effects were similar to his own.

As Ichimoku said, the side effects were similar. But.

‘I couldn’t stand the side effects so I tried something weird…?’

Not everyone can come up with a flawless solution like Ilmok.

If that’s the case, there’s no reason to resort to hallucinogenic mushrooms when you’re defeated by their side effects!

‘Ugh. My head suddenly hurts.’

Gwanmuyeol’s symptoms, which had improved after receiving treatment at Jeongsimwon for two and a half years, seemed likely to return.

While Gwanmuyeol was suffering from a sudden headache.

“Hahaha. You finally came!”

Someone’s hearty laughter could be heard from behind.

When Ilmok turned his head, he saw beggars approaching him.

In the middle of it all stood the remains of the Gaeboongi that had left this place about a month ago.

“Did you have a nice trip to the Murim Alliance and Gaebeop Gunta?”

To Ilmok’s question, Sohogae nodded and answered.

“First of all, both the Murim Alliance and Gaebong have begun to search for traces of that blood cult. Based on rumors coming from all over the Central Plains.”

Because the land area was so vast, all sorts of ridiculous rumors were bound to circulate throughout the central plains.

So, in normal times, I tend not to pay much attention to it unless it is somewhat certain or several circumstances fall into place.

However, the current situation where the Blood Cult may have been revived is different.

“After comparing information, there are several places with rumors similar to Gwigoksan or Gongdongsan here. Therefore, our Gaebong beggars and the warriors of the Murim Alliance Biryonggak are heading to various parts of the Central Plains to check those places first.”

“How trustworthy.”

Ilmok smiled brightly.

There was no need to hold back laughter at the news that they were out looking for those blood cult trash.

In addition to that.

‘Since the eyes of the Murim Alliance and Gaebong are turned in different directions, I guess I’ll be able to move around comfortably for a while.’

Because I could laugh without having to force myself to hide my true feelings.

At the bright smile visible through the mask, Hougae also laughed heartily.

“It seems that the Maitreya Sect was also worried about the suffering of the sentient beings at the hands of the Blood Sect. I knew this would happen, so I waited here to reassure you. I think I should deliver this news myself.”

After saying that, the boy rummaged through his clothes as if he remembered something and said, “Oh, right!”

And then, belatedly, Hoogae took out a piece of paper from inside his clothes.

At that sight, which seemed to reek of sweat and exhaustion, Ichimoku frowned without realizing it.

“And if you happen to see someone like this in Gansu Province, please catch them.”

At Sohogae’s words, Ilmok frowned and looked at the man’s face.

Whoever it was, it was a damn handsome face.