Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 262



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 262

Kill each other (4)

‘It shouldn’t flow this way.’

The moment the name Dangga was mentioned, there was a danger that this incident would take a strange twist.

The Blood Cult was a tough bunch, but it might have seemed like the damage had been severe because of the Tang family.

Gongsun Hyun, who was rolling his head, frowned and asked again.

“The party even attempted to kill and exterminate them, so how did those later indexes find out about it and reveal it?”

It didn’t make sense that the Tang family was not a bunch of idiots, and that they couldn’t handle a few late-blood indices and got into trouble like this.

In response to his question, another unexpected name popped out.

“It is said that the masters of the Maitreya Buddhism saved those later disciples.”

“… Are you talking about the Maitreya teachings again?”

“???”

When Gongsun Hyun used the word ‘again’, the man who had come to deliver the new news made a puzzled expression.

But Gongsun Xuan had no intention of explaining the situation in detail.

The most urgent task now was to somehow blame this incident on the Blood Cult.

“I will report to the leader. You may go back now.”

Gongsun Xuan, who had taken his men, went out to fight and headed towards Mengzhou.

“Hahaha. Welcome. General Gongsun.”

The leader welcomed him warmly when he suddenly arrived.

“I heard that urgent news has arrived. Is it news about the Blood Cult?”

“Yes, my lord.”

“Hahaha. Things are going exactly as the General had planned. As expected, this is the General’s response.”

Under the leadership of the leader, Gongsun Xuan quickly bowed his head and answered.

“I’m sorry, my lord. There has been a slight disruption to the plan.”

“There’s a hitch… Let’s talk about it in more detail.”

In response to the leader’s question, Gongsun Xuan swallowed his saliva once, unlike usual, and continued his explanation with a nervous expression.

Immediately after Gongsun Hyun finished explaining, the leader of the martial arts world spoke with a kind smile.

“I see, that’s how it is. Hmm. Then how does the General Commander plan to solve this problem? If he’s the General Commander, wouldn’t he have thought of a solution and come here?”

In response to the leader’s question, Gongsun Xuan tried to keep a calm expression and answered.

“We need to form a joint investigation team and dispatch them to Cheonma-bi-dong. Until we can determine whether this was really the work of the Tang family or the Blood Cult, I would like you to send letters to each sect and clan so that no sect or clan can recklessly intervene.”

Gongsun Hyun thought.

Before attacking the Blood Cult, we must first prevent the factional forces from becoming divided.

* * *

When the commander of the Murim Alliance, Gongsun Xuan, was experiencing a severe headache.

Ichimoku was also suffering from a headache.

“Guyang Sohyeop.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

After arriving at Nanju, Ilmok called Guyangmun, the cause of his headache, into his room.

To prevent anyone from eavesdropping, the others were sent far away.

“What on earth are you thinking?”

“What are you thinking? What do you mean?”

“Just one. Just one.”

“???”

When Gu Yangmun made a face of incomprehension, Ilmok sighed.

“Do you want to take responsibility for the work with Team Leader Dam-bin?”

“What do you mean, Confucius? How could a man ignore such a thing?”

Gu Yangmun shouted confidently, as if asking people not to misunderstand his feelings.

“… But why do you often apologize to Lady Jin?”

That was the biggest reason I felt a headache.

During the five days from Geumcheonhyeon to Nanju, Guyangmun clung to Dambin persistently, just like he did to Jin Hayeon.

The problem was that he apologized to Jin Ha-yeon here and there during the process.

At first glance, I thought that guy might really be crazy.

“Shouldn’t a man have a sense of responsibility? I’ve been expressing my feelings to Ha-yeon for years, but now that you’ve changed partners, I think it’s right that I at least feel sorry, Your Majesty.”

“… … .”

The crazy guy was right.

‘I knew it, but.’

Ichimoku sighed deeply and asked again.

“Aside from your sense of responsibility, do you have any rational interest in Captain Dam-bin? Affection, that is.”

To that question, Goo Yang-moon asked with a face of incomprehension.

“Affection? What does that have to do with something you have to take responsibility for?”

“… Trying to take responsibility without feeling like a woman is the path to mutual misfortune.”

It was a sight I had seen many times in my past life.

Among my high school classmates and acquaintances, there were often kids who had accidents when they were young.

There were some guys who got along well, but nine out of ten guys who got married solely out of a sense of ‘responsibility’ had daily fights between them, and it was common for this to eventually lead to divorce.

“But… .”

“The story isn’t over yet. Listen until the end.”

“Yes, Confucius. No, Master.”

When Ilmok spoke with an unusually serious expression, Guyangmun quickly shut his mouth.

“In the first place, Chief Dam-bin came forward and nailed down this incident as just a ‘therapeutic procedure.’ So, if only Guyang So-hyeop kept his mouth shut, this would just pass by.”

“But, Your Majesty. How could I ignore the woman I spent one night with…?”

“Yes. If that happens, Guyang Sohyeop will become an irresponsible man. But isn’t that just for Guyang Sohyeop? It’s an extremely selfish desire to become a responsible man.”

“!!!”

“You keep talking as if it’s for the sake of the Dambin faction, but this is purely for the sake of the Guyang Small Association itself. Not the Dambin faction.”

“… … .”

“Has Captain Dam-bin ever once asked you to take responsibility?”

“…no.”

Gu Yangmun shook his head with an unusually serious expression.

Ichimoku, who had been staring at his eyes for a long time, opened his mouth after a while.

“In the first place, this incident is not something that Guyang Sohyeop should take responsibility for or decide. Although Guyang Sohyeop’s obsession with money is the cause, it is not something that Guyang Sohyeop did to Chief Dambin. Isn’t it something that Chief Dambin did to Guyang Sohyeop?”

“What, what do you mean by that?”

When Goo Yang-moon asked with a look of incomprehension, Ilmok just swallowed a sigh inwardly.

‘These damn medieval times.’

It was a time when it was taken for granted that if a man and a woman had sex, the man would take responsibility.

It was a crazy time when if a man did not take responsibility, the woman would just get criticized for being frivolous.

The problem was that in this case, it was a woman, not a man, who was attacked. It would be inappropriate to say that it was attacked, since it was for medical treatment.

“So, this incident can be buried and passed over as a ‘therapeutic act’ if only the Guyang Small Group can let it go. However, that doesn’t mean that we should just bury it and let it go.”

“If I do that, what should I do?”

“Look back at yourself. Don’t worry about things like responsibility or what others think, and look back at your own feelings. Do you have feelings for Captain Dam-bin as a person of the opposite sex? And do you have the confidence to completely let go of your feelings for Lady Jin for her sake?”

“… … .”

“Think and think until you are sure of yourself. Until then, don’t talk to anyone, whether it’s Chief Dam-bin or Lady Jin. Do you understand?”

“… I understand, Your Majesty.”

Gu Yangmun answered with a complicated expression, showed his respect with a lottery ticket, and left the room.

Ilmok, who had been shaking his head from side to side due to the pain in his head, sighed and got up.

‘I’d rather swing a sword than anything else.’

Ichimoku, who had that thought, immediately chuckled.

‘I’ve become unmanned too.’

Thinking about swinging a sword when your head hurts?

As Il-mok left the room, he arrived at the training ground, where Dam-bin and several others were training.

“I come to see Confucius.”

Ichimoku, who had responded appropriately to their offer of lottery, looked around the training grounds and found a sword, which he picked up.

The reason I took up that sword instead of the Ascension Sword was simple.

Although I had managed to calm the spirits in the world of illusions last night, the Ascension Sword was still possessed by a ghostly aura.

Because of that, I didn’t really want to pick it unless it was for real.

After lightly swinging the sword in the training ground a few times to get a feel for it, Ichimoku began to freely perform the first form of the Talhonmujeonggeom without regard to the order.

And after lightly stretching his body, Ichimoku sat down in the center of the training ground and closed his eyes as he recalled the past.

A few days ago, I was thinking back on the things I realized at the end of the life-or-death battle with the Biryonggakju.

“Phew.”

Ichimoku took a deep breath and thrust his sword forward, and the magical energy that started from his dantian rushed into the sword.

The magic that passed through his heart to the sword took the form of a sword for a very brief moment.

Wedge!

The black aura split into dozens of bundles and flew towards a corner of the smokescreen, dotting the area like a spider web.

‘Hmm. As expected, if I go off by even half a meter (1.5m), I can’t control it.’

As if trying something more experimental, Ichimoku pulled out several strands of thread made of black energy and scattered them into the air in various shapes.

Ichimoku, who had somehow gotten the hang of it, this time flew into the air and unleashed a considerable number of sword energy blasts toward the ground.

Crunch!

thud!

A bundle of black aura spread out like a fisherman’s net and swept across the training ground.

“Hmm. At this point, I think it would be okay to call it the Heavenly Net Sword.”

The name of this herbivore comes from the saying, “The net of heaven is wide, but it is not missed.” I don’t know if this can be called a herbivore.

Above all, I have not yet become accustomed to the art of handling the sword like a thread.

Once it leaves the range of the half-moon, it is uncontrollable. It just flies by inertia in the direction it was shot.

That’s why I just created dozens of sword energy bundles at the same time and threw them at various angles so that they would spread out and form a net shape.

To become a true herbivore worthy of the Cheonmanghoehoe Soibulsil, it must be controllable even after it has been shot.

‘If that happens, I think I’ll really be able to reach the point of being a total idiot.’

As Ichimoku gathered his thoughts to that point, a certain idea came to mind.

The last technique used in the bloody battle with the Biryonggakju.

The problem was that I was able to do it because my temper was running wild at the time.

‘I can’t even muster up the energy to do just that one thing.’

After thinking about it for a moment, a strange idea suddenly occurred to me.

‘Wait a minute. It’s all the same whether it’s blood or magic, right?’

A rather dangerous method came to mind; he aimed his sword at a place where there was no one, closed his eyes, and concentrated.

‘Since we won’t be fighting for a while anyway, it wouldn’t hurt to practice now.’

After finishing his thoughts, Ichimoku pulled up the remaining magical energy in his dantian.

And he shook the magic violently.

It was an intentional attempt to cause the magic to run wild. Just like the last time when the blood ran wild.

For a moment, the magic rushed passionately through the blood vessels in an unnatural flow. Then, the magic clashed with each other and began to run wild in anger.

And just before the rampant magic gets out of control.

With his eyes wide open, he focused all the magical energy that was running wild throughout his body towards the sword.

Phage crackle!

A strangely shaped energy formed around the sword he was holding.

Rather than a strong force, a force that looks like lightning.

But the formation of the black lightning was only for a moment.

Ding!!

As soon as the lightning formed, the sword that Ichimoku was holding shattered into pieces and scattered in all directions.

It wasn’t like when he killed Biryonggakju that Ilmok deliberately detonated the sword lightning.

The sword simply exploded on its own because it couldn’t withstand the power of the lightning.

bang!!!

A huge explosion erupted one after another, and everything in the direction where Ichimoku aimed his sword was shattered.

Whether it’s the floor of the training ground or the wall surrounding the training ground.

“… I almost died.”

Because of the unintentional explosion, Ichimoku himself was almost swept away by the storm of sword fragments.

‘I guess I’ll have to use this only with the Ascension Sword.’

Otherwise, it seemed like it would have to be spread out with a famous sword or divine sword of that level.

Otherwise, it seemed like it would be a suicide attack rather than a finishing move.

After thinking that far, Ichimoku suddenly coughed and vomited out a handful of blood.

It was a scene where he suffered internal injuries as a result of forcibly unleashing his magic.

‘…I guess I’ll just have to use this when I can’t think of any other solution.’

Although its power was certain, it was a dangerous method in many ways.

If you can wield it freely, it would be a definite weapon.

“I wonder if it’ll be possible if I get out of the car….”

Ichimoku, who had wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, muttered as he looked down at the sword, which had only the handle left.