Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 299



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 299

The Sect of Evil (4)

“It’s not certain, but given the circumstances, it seems likely.”

As Ilmok answered with a cold sweat running down his back, Cheonma quickly gathered his magic and let out a deep sigh.

“Ugh.”

The culprit who tried to kill Ilmok had already been executed long ago. By the hand of Cheonma himself.

Because the former head of the presbytery was the culprit.

And Cheonma had made a promise with the former head of the elders.

I will kill only the elders, and spare those who followed him.

But now things were different.

‘I just thought it was part of the preparations for the battle for the cult leader.’

Because of the doctrine of the new church that the strongest should be the leader, the plot to assassinate the former elder was not so unusual.

However, borrowing external power was a different case. In particular, borrowing the power of the Central Plains, which had driven out the new religion to Xinjiang.

‘… Could it be that this is why you said you would pay for all the sins yourself?’

I thought he was simply trying to take responsibility as the leader of a force, but now I see that it was definitely to hide evidence of collusion with some force in the Central Plains.

“Silver footnote.”

“Please give your order, Lord of Ten Thousand Horses.”

“Mobilize all of the power of the Silver Pavilion and from now on, track down those connected to the former Elder Lord. There is a risk that they will hide their tails, so deal with them as secretly as possible.”

“I will follow your orders.”

Eunwigakju, who bowed to Cheonma and showed his utmost respect, went out to Cheonmajeon to carry out the order.

Perhaps, for the first time in a long time, a wind of blood might blow within the Cheonmasingyo.

After the Eunwigakju left, Cheonma sighed again and looked at Ilmok, then a question came to mind.

“Come to think of it, when the incident involving the Blackhead Carriage broke out in the past, didn’t you say that you found out about the Blackhead Carriage thanks to the inn owner?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Hmm. Not only is it hard to obtain even in the West, but even in the Central Plains, not many people know about it, so I wonder how the innkeeper knew about it.”

“… … .”

It was Cheonma who asked the question as it came to mind, but Ilmok felt like a knife was pointed at his neck for a moment.

‘Up, it’s dangerous.’

It was a crisis where the lies that had been built up over time would be exposed.

Ilmok, who was trying to come up with some plausible excuse, decided to just pretend not to know.

“… I also had a question about that. Perhaps, before Taehyun started running a guest house, he worked for a merchant group traveling to the Western Regions.”

“Hmm. That might be why you were so knowledgeable. Didn’t you say that you learned about disinfectant alcohol thanks to the innkeeper?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Thinking back, it’s truly regrettable. If that bastard Biryonggakju hadn’t harmed the innkeeper, I could have brought you to our new religion.”

As Cheonma muttered with regret, Ilmok smiled bitterly and slightly lowered his head to look at the Sword of Ascension.

Thinking of the spirit of the Biryonggakju who was absorbed into the Ascension Sword after dying by his own hand.

Cheonma, who misunderstood Ilmok’s attitude, spoke with his usual easygoing expression.

“Hehehe. It seems like I brought up something useless.”

Seeing the bowed head of Il-mok, Cheon-ma mistook it for him missing the innkeeper.

“First of all, let’s discuss the issue of the black beard carriage again after the investigation results come out.”

“I will follow your will, Master.”

“Yes. I heard about a city called Samarkand. What happened after that?”

Cheonma changed the subject of conversation to suit Ilmok, and Ilmok continued the conversation with a much more relaxed mind.

The story continued with the agreement reached with Majid and the story of Merv, a large city in the Muslim territory.

“The night after we finished trading in Merv, there was an attack by Muslims.”

Zafir and the soldiers who came from Omar’s house.

The part where he explained what he had learned from his battle with them omitted the story about his identity as ‘Seo Ji-hoon’.

“While fighting the master named Zaphir, the topic my master had given me came to mind. And I realized how contradictory and weak I am.”

“Hahaha. Thanks to the greed of the Hui Muslims, you have attained enlightenment. The ways of the world are truly mysterious.”

When Cheonma heard the story of Ilmok gaining enlightenment, he burst into a pleasant laugh as if it was truly refreshing.

After that, Ilmok discussed things related to future plans, such as the slaves purchased from Merv and the tribe of Ohallak.

After hearing the whole story, Cheonma nodded and said.

“I think it would be better to gather the parties who will be in charge of the work and discuss the matter again. You must have been tired from the long journey, so you should go back and rest for today.”

“I will follow your orders, Master.”

After reporting his return, Ilmok left Cheonmajeon, and Cheonma looked at his back with a warm expression.

‘Hehehe. It’s a blessing in old age. Even after this old man leaves, if we have that child, the future of our religion will be bright.’

Cheonma felt as if all the worries he had when he heard the story about the black-headed carriage a little while ago had been washed away.

* * *

When we reached the headquarters after climbing Cheonmandae Mountain.

James, the English slave, found it difficult to hide his shock.

I never would have imagined that there would be a temple like this somewhere in the middle of a huge mountain range.

‘This is definitely a cult of devil worshippers!’

Who would have thought that the devil worshippers’ cult that we only heard of in legends, that existed long ago during the witch hunts, actually existed?

And that too, at the foot of a mountain far to the East, not in Europe.

A terrified James followed the Black Tigers’ instructions to survive.

Twenty days with them.

James, who already had a talent for learning languages, tried his best to learn their language.

Thanks to that, he has reached a level where he can have a basic conversation, including using gestures.

Moreover, since slaves of various nationalities gathered together, he naturally began to be treated as a representative of the slaves.

“I’ll rest here today.”

If one of the Black Tigers said something to James, James would explain it to those who had been sold back into slavery.

The next day after a day of rest like that.

“Just follow me.”

Suddenly, a man with a difficult-to-pronounce name called Gu Yang-hyeok called out to him alone, and James followed him, feeling an ominous feeling for some reason.

They soon arrived in front of a large pavilion, and before it stood a young man with a familiar face.

‘Demon, Demon King.’

It was a glance.

“Come inside.”

James entered Cheonma Hall with Ilmok and Gu Yanghyeok, and in the center of the huge room was the Taesa Temple. There, an old man with an ordinary appearance was sitting.

While feeling uneasy at the sight of the kind old man who doesn’t fit into the evil sect.

James was soon to witness a horrifying sight.

“Black Tiger Leader Gu Yang-hyeok, meet the King of Ten Thousand Horses.”

“The eighth disciple sees the master.”

He saw Gu Yang-hyeok and the Demon King, who had brought him here, simultaneously showing extreme respect to the old man.

‘There is someone higher than me!?’

And that wasn’t the end of it.

“I meet the Lord Kyomagakju.”

“I meet the Ambassador.”

The Demon King and Gu Yang-hyeok then also paid respect to the middle-aged man.

While James was frozen in awe at the bizarre sight, Ichimoku approached him and handed him a piece of paper.

– My master and my brother.

To avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, the English was written as concisely as possible.

At Ichimoku’s brief introduction, James froze.

‘Damn, the Demon King’s master… Are you saying that he’s, like, Satan?’

It was James who realized just how terrifying that kind-looking old man was.

James, terrified, remembered what he had seen and heard, and trembled as he bowed deeply to the Heavenly Horse.

“It’s really great! It’s really great!”

At James’ strange pronunciation, Cheonma burst into laughter.

“Hahaha. It’s a new experience to receive a bow from a person of color.”

After Cheonma finished speaking, Wei Jin-hak took the lottery ticket and asked Cheonma.

“Master, but why did you call that man with the colored hair from the Black Tiger Clan here?”

He had only come here at the call of the Heavenly Horse. He had not yet heard the specifics.

Cheonma looked at Ilmok in response to Wei Jinhak’s question, and Ilmok took a step forward and opened his mouth.

“Let me explain briefly. Ambassador, first of all, this person is a slave I bought on my trip to the Western Regions.”

“slave?”

Wi Jin-hak showed a subtle reaction.

Originally, the Cheonmasingyo did not like the concept of slaves. Unlike the fanatics who treated their followers like slaves.

But, since the youngest priest brought a colored person as a slave, it was questionable for Wei Jinhak.

He was just trying to hear more, thinking that there must be a reason, since he was the wise youngest. If someone else had said that he had bought a slave, Wei Jin-hak would have immediately started yelling at him.

“I did not buy them as slaves, nor did I intend to treat them as slaves. Since our religion does not yet have any influence in the Western Regions, I bought them because I could not easily kill all the slave traders and free the slaves.”

“So, are you saying that you brought that slave here to buy him and free him?”

When Wi Jin-hak answered as if he understood, Ilmok added.

“In addition to freeing you, it is to make up for our lack of manpower. And this is an idea that came to mind after seeing the ambassador.”

“???”

When Wi Jin-hak made a puzzled expression, Ilmok said with a smile.

“Before leaving for the Western Regions, I saw that Ambassador and Lieutenant Yuk were suffering from overwork, and I thought about how I could help them, even if it was just a little bit. That was the idea that came to mind.”

“Hahahaha. As expected, the only ones who think of me are my youngest and my teacher! Hahahahaha!!”

Wi Jin-hak burst into hearty laughter at Ilmok’s explanation.

“The number of slaves we have purchased this time is only forty, but if we continue to travel between the Western Regions and Gansu Province, we will be able to recruit more people. In addition, if we use the money we earn in the Western Regions to buy rice and food in the Central Plains, we will be able to feed the increased number of people.”

“What our church is most lacking right now is people and money, so this seems like the best solution.”

As Cheonma played the janggu, Ilmok continued explaining the large picture he had drawn.

“The problem is that they don’t know the language we use, but this can actually be helpful to Gyoma-gak. If we could teach them doctrine and language using teaching materials and prospective instructors made by Gyoma-gak before teaching the children, it would be a great help.”

“Hehe. That’s not a bad idea. Plus, if we assign them to carry things or letters, the time our main personnel wastes will probably be reduced.”

After that, Ilmok, Cheonma, and Wi Jinhak’s eyes lit up as they discussed how they could better manage the new believers who had joined the religion.

James swallowed without realizing it as he saw the trio looking at him with eyes that seemed to be enticing him.

‘Why are those demons here with me? Are they trying to offer me up as a sacrifice!?’

For some reason, to James’ eyes, they looked like conspiracy-plotting demons.

The three devils chattered happily for a while.

As always, Eunwigakju, who had been standing in the back with her mouth shut, opened her mouth first for some reason.

“Your Majesty, I have something to tell you.”

“Heh heh heh. Looks like you just had a great idea.”

At Cheonma’s gaze that seemed to be telling him to speak comfortably, Eunwigakju bowed his head once and answered.

“This was the content written in the report submitted by Jin Ha-yeon, who traveled to the Western Regions with Prince Eight, but for some reason Prince Eight did not speak first, so I would like to speak on his behalf.”

“???”

While the person concerned, Ilmok, made a puzzled expression, Eunwigakju continued speaking.

“Another reason why the Eight Princes bought the Saekmok people and nomadic slaves is because of the big picture that the Eight Princes are drawing. By learning various languages ​​from all over the world, the Eight Princes are aiming to spread the doctrines of our new religion throughout the world.”

When Eunwigakju looked at Ilmok with an expression of great admiration that was unusual for him and said that, silence fell over Cheonmajeon for a moment.

And then, right after, Cheonma and Wi Jin-hak’s eyes widened and they showered him with praise.

“Hahahahaha. You’re really great!”

“Hahahahaha. As expected of the youngest! This execution is something I never even imagined.”

“Jinhak’s words are right. This old man also couldn’t even imagine such a picture.”

In response to their shower of praise, Ilmok quickly bowed his head and showed his respect.

To hide the distorted expression.

Are you going to dye the whole world with the Cheonmasin religion?

The horrifying sight aside, the problem was Ichimoku’s own future.

Because he could clearly see how far he would have to go to achieve his outrageous goal.

Now that he has successfully escaped from the world of magic, his mental illness has disappeared. For Ichimoku, whose only goal is to have fun and eat, this is nothing short of a disaster.