Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 304



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 304

Meadow (4)

She had been studying the terrain closely since she arrived here. No, she had been looking around with her senses sharpened throughout the entire journey.

A few days ago. It was because of what I heard from Ilmok.

‘I, this is the only thing I can do to help you, Confucius.’

If she were to enter the Ghost Shrine, she might become a peerless master, just like Ichimoku said.

But that was a story for the distant future. Right now, military force could offer little help.

So she decided to play to her strengths.

I have always been observing my surroundings, keeping in mind the sense that Ichimoku had praised.

Thanks to that, she did not miss the vague traces left near the river where the Jarchigod tribe was said to have existed.

The grass was out of proportion to the surrounding bushes, as if it had been bitten by livestock. There were very fine, crushed marks left on the soil and bushes near the stream.

They were not very noticeable traces, and if you looked at them individually, they were nothing special.

Based on all the traces, it was clear that some group had been stationed here until a few days ago.

“Maybe you can follow that trail?”

“Ha, let me give it a try.”

Jin Ha-yeon, who had been watching their conversation for a while, asked.

“Your Majesty, there is a danger that the path to Cheonmandaesan will become even more deviated.”

“If the trail is cut off or continues too far, I’ll give up. Since we’re the advance party anyway, there shouldn’t be any major problems if we move to a different direction for a few days with the idea of ​​exploring the surrounding area.”

It was not that Ichimoku thought of pursuing without thinking.

‘Even though they were nomads, they didn’t always wander the pastures.’

The climate has gotten so bad. The rivers have dried up. The grass in the pastures has almost all been eaten up.

For that reason, they just move to find new pastures every time. Their characteristic is to stay in one place for a long time.

And the fact that there were still traces of them here meant that not a long time had passed since they left.

The immediate conclusion was that there was a high possibility that they were living in another pasture nearby.

“Follow the trail, Lady Jeong.”

“Yes, I will do that.”

At Ichimoku’s direction, she stepped forward, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

“Ss …

It might have been burdensome to receive such anticipation, but thanks to my past experiences, I was able to overcome it somehow.

‘Yes. That’s why I went out to preach and to do informal military exercises. I guess Confucius sent me out because he believed I would overcome it.’

She steeled her resolve, opened her eyes wide, and used the Ghost Spirit Shrine to its limit.

The vast, unobstructed plains around her filled her vision, and a contradictory sensation came over her.

A contradictory feeling that the world was expanding and that the world was closing in on her.

In that strange sensation, she examined the traces she had discovered a moment ago.

And as she turned her gaze to look at the wide open plains, new traces were engraved in her eyes.

There were some random traces, but some of them continued on for a long time, forming a single outline.

“This way.”

She discovered a path that was invisible to others and began to lead the group.

It took a while for us to leave the pasture and move, following her lead.

As Jeong-Hyeon, who had reached his limit, was pressing his head, which was throbbing with a severe headache, Ilmok spoke.

“Just tell me the direction and let’s take a break. There’s no need to keep using magic like you’re doing now. From now on, just check the direction of the trail to the Ghostly Shrine once in a while.”

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”

“No. If it weren’t for Lady Jeong, I wouldn’t have been able to follow the trail like this.”

After that, the pursuit continued as instructed by Ichimoku.

After recovering, Jeong-Hyeon would occasionally check the trail to the Ghost Shrine and move in the direction she told him, while she would rest again.

The trail they followed continued longer than expected.

The only fortunate thing was that it did not lead to the east, which was completely separate from the road leading to the West.

We followed the trail towards the northwest for two days.

They arrived at new pastures and could see a village forming in the distance.

“Thank you for your hard work, Lady Jeong.”

It was a moment of praise for Jeong-Hyeon, but his expression did not look all that happy.

“I guess everyone will have to take off their masks.”

Because from the village in the distance, screams and the smell of blood were spreading in all directions.

* * *

Sensing signs of battle, Ichimoku and his party approached the village wearing angry masks of the Four Heavenly Kings.

And as I got closer to the village and was able to see the situation in more detail, I couldn’t help but laugh.

‘What is that?’

The nomads of the village were fighting. However, they were not fighting fellow humans.

“A mountain goat… is that it?”

It definitely looked like a mountain goat.

The problem was its size.

‘It’s not an elephant.’

It was a mountain goat boasting an absurdly large size that naturally brings to mind the expression, “as big as a house.”

“Your Majesty, it seems to be a spirit.”

“… There really are spirits.”

I had a rough idea of ​​the size when I saw it, but hearing it in person made it feel real.

It had been several years since I had fallen into this strange world, but this was my first time seeing a spirit.

At that moment, a sight caught my eye: a nomad was thrown back by the charge of the giant spirit goat, and he flew into the sky and fell down.

“Miss Jeong!”

As soon as the order was given, Jeong Hyeon, who had been drawing his bow and aiming an arrow while spreading his wings, let go of the bowstring.

Wedge!

Her arrow flew with a cool blast and aimed for the goat’s eye.

Whoosh!

Meanwhile, the goat turned its head to avoid being pierced in the eye, and the arrow she shot ended up lodged in the goat’s forehead.

no.

Ting.

It hit my forehead and bounced off.

‘… It looks stupidly sturdy.’

Although everyone laughed in vain at the absurd sight, at least the minimum goal had been achieved.

The monstrous mountain goat let out a strange cry, then turned its head and began to glare at Ilmok and his party.

Phew.

The mountain goat, snorting loudly, swept the ground as if it was squealing, then charged towards Jeong-Hyeon, knocking away the surrounding nomads with its body.

Meanwhile, the nomads nearby tried to swing their spears or shoot arrows at the creature, but they were all bounced off.

Regardless of whether others attacked him or not, the mountain goat just kept running towards Jeong-Hyeon.

As he was observing the strange sight, Ichimoku pulled out his Sword of Ascension and stood in front of Jeong-Hyeon.

“Yeah. This thing won’t be affected by any attacks.”

In that case, all you have to do is use some extraordinary method.

Ilmok forcibly shook the energy of the Talhonmujeonggeom that had been flowing peacefully like the ocean.

As if a typhoon had struck, the magical energy flowing through the blood vessels began to violently surge and gather towards the Sword of Ascension.

Phage crackle!

The Ascension Sword was suddenly filled with lightning made of strong energy.

Pot!

As Ilmok formed a sword and charged towards the mountain goat, the mountain goat’s eyes changed.

As if he had noticed something was wrong, the charging man’s eyes turned and his gaze became calm.

The goat seemed to have selective intermittent explosive disorder, not genuine intermittent explosive disorder like Wi Jin-hak.

And just before the flying Ascension Sword and the mountain goat’s forehead collided.

thud!!

The goat kicked its legs wildly, narrowly avoiding the blow.

‘Is this what a spirit is?’

The mountain goat, who narrowly avoided the blow, charged forward and tried to attack Jeong-Hyeon.

Pot!!

Ilmok formed a platform of energy in the air. He stepped on it with all his might as if breaking the plate, and flew away to chase the mountain goat.

Heeeeeeling!!

The mountain goat, who realized the fact too late, screamed in surprise and tried to turn around again, but it was a step too late.

Kwajik!!

Because the Ascension Sword, which was covered in lightning, ended up piercing the head of the giant mountain goat.

Pot!

The blow that pierced the goat’s head flew straight out, snatched Jung-Hyeon, who had become the goat’s target, and flew to the side.

thud!!

Immediately after that, the corpse of a mountain goat that had already stopped moving, unable to overcome its inertia, flew over and rolled around where Jeong-hyeon was standing.

Looking at the corpse of a mountain goat that had fallen, leaving a huge scar on nature, Ilmok thought.

‘Should I say I was lucky?’

His gaze was directed straight at the goat’s horns.

At that moment, a trembling voice was heard right next to me.

“No, will you let me go? Go, Your Majesty.”

When Ilmok turned his head, Jeong-hyeon, who was in his arms, had a face that looked like he was about to have a seizure.

* * *

When Ilmok killed a huge mountain goat and this angle flowed, a place several tens of miles away from where they were.

“What!”

The Khagan of the Mango tribe was shouting with an angry expression.

“Those guys who escaped from the north caught the owner of Kangai Mountain? Do you really think that makes sense!”

The reason why the Khagan of Mangod was angry was simple.

The sacred mountain goat, known as the master of Mount Kangai, was the prey they had been hunting for several days.

Since ancient times, there has been only one way for humans to hunt animals stronger than themselves.

Endurance and tactics.

Repeatedly harassing, running away, and chasing the prey from a distance until it collapses from exhaustion.

They too took the same approach.

After climbing Mount Kangai and searching for the spirit, he repeatedly ran away and chased it, shooting arrows at it from afar and harassing it.

But, as a spirit is a spirit, it did not fall easily.

Meanwhile, the Khagan of Mangod came up with a plan.

The Zarchigod tribe, which recently settled nearby, came to mind.

They guided the escape route of the master of Kangai Mountain, leading him to the place where the Jarchigod tribe had established its base.

The Youngmul Mountain Goat and the Jarchigod Tribe clash, to finish off the Mountain Goat when he is tired.

Furthermore, it was calculated that if the warriors of the Jarchigod tribe were annihilated, the size of the tribe could be increased by absorbing the women and children there.

But when news came that his grand plan had been ruined, the Khagan of Mangod could no longer bear it.

At the murderous intent that surged through Khagan’s body, his subordinate quickly knelt down and shouted.

“It wasn’t the Jarchigod tribe that hunted! There was outside intervention!”

Mangod’s Khagan glared and looked in the direction of the Jarchigod tribe.

“How dare you take our prey away.”

Mangod’s Khagan, who had been glaring for a while, suddenly sat up and gave an order.

“Prepare for battle now! We must take the spirits from them before they absorb them!”

What he was after was the inner part of the mountain goat.

If you have the inner strength of that spirit called the messenger of the god Tengri, you will be able to overcome the wall blocking your path and reach the realm called ‘Batar’.

‘If I can just get over the wall, I’ll go back there.’

He gritted his teeth as he remembered the great tribe to the west that had driven the Mangod tribe here.