Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 9



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 9

Psychopath

After teaching me the inner strength method, the master left without looking back, saying that there was still work to be done.

I, who was left behind in the garden, ate the dinner Jin Ha-yeon prepared for me and then started my evening routine.

In fact, the schedule for the time of the dog (戌時, 7 PM to 9 PM) was quite flexible. After dinner, it was time to fill in what I had lacked that day.

If the morning religious studies were insufficient, it was a time to listen to the parts that were not covered, and to practice martial arts that were lacking in the afternoon martial arts training.

That’s why I decided to focus on martial arts today first.

Anyway, I decided that the non-competition part was more urgent than the interview part in terms of the remaining progress. Since I only had to memorize about 500 pages for the interview, it didn’t seem like it would be a big problem.

Of course, the more you learn the Talhonmujeonggeom, the faster the side effects will come… .

‘First, I have to somehow improve my skills to a level where I can enter the Magic Hall.’

Because there was no choice left to not learn it.

After swinging the sword for about half an hour and proceeding with the morning ritual, Jin Ha-yeon approached and opened her mouth.

“Your Majesty. Today, you have been practicing martial arts and your muscles and blood vessels must be tired. So, before you take a bath and cleanse yourself, I will have the girl do the Chugunggwahyeol (推宮過穴) for you.”

Chugung and blood. If I had to compare it to modern times, it would be similar to a massage or acupressure. It wasn’t just done with the hands, but a massage that utilized internal energy.

I was already tired after working out for over two hours today, so I was very happy that he offered to give me a massage.

As I lay face down on the floor, she began to gently press the muscles and blood vessels in my body with her fingers.

And her energy flows through her fingers as they press on the muscles and blood vessels.

A sound escaped my mouth without me realizing it, as I felt a refreshing sensation.

“Ugh… .”

When muscles and fatigue are relieved. It wasn’t the coolness that adults usually feel when they go into a hot bath and say, “Oh, it’s so cool.”

It was really cold.

The energy flowing through her fingers was cold.

As I shivered, she briefly withdrew her hand and spoke while catching her breath. It seemed that she had not yet reached the level where she could use her inner energy and speak like a master.

“Since the martial arts that the girl has learned contain yin energy, you may feel a little cold. However, quickly cooling down your heated muscles with cold air will actually help your muscles recover, so please bear with it for a little longer, Your Majesty.”

After saying that, Jin Ha-yeon reached out her hands again and started pressing various parts of my body.

Every time her hand touched me, I felt goosebumps from the cold, and a natural curiosity arose.

“But what martial arts is Lady Jin learning?”

A martial art that manipulates yin energy, it doesn’t seem like an ordinary martial art.

In response to my question, she took her hand back, sighed faintly, and answered.

“This is Sosuma Gong, Your Majesty.”

“… Was Sosumagong a martial art that anyone could learn?”

It was a question that came to mind spontaneously.

I’m sure the master said that it was one of the best magical arts, aside from the Heavenly Demon Art.

“In the new religion, all magical arts, except for the Heavenly Demon Art, are revealed to those who enter the Magic Hall.”

“ah!”

Well, it was a very plausible story, considering that it was an institution that trained elites to lead the Cheonmasingyo.

‘Hmm. So that’s why the sibini Jin Ha-yeon was in charge of my education?’

An ordinary sage would be in charge of preparing for admission to the highest educational institution of the Demonic Cult. It was an absurd story.

Of course, the question remains as to why someone who graduated from the best educational institution in the Demonic Cult is causing trouble.

An even bigger question struck my head.

“Wait a minute, the side effects of the Soo-Ma-Gong are….”

I found myself interrupting without realizing it. Of course, that was the side effect.

Sexual desire becomes stronger….

I accidentally swallowed my saliva as I thought about it that far.

‘Sir, really, were you always so expressionless because you were trying to suppress your sexual desire?’

Jin Ha-yeon frowned slightly, perhaps misunderstanding my actions.

“I’m sorry, but the side effects of the Soo-Soo-Ma-Gong differ depending on the gender. Your Majesty.”

“Ahem. I see. Then, would you happen to know the side effects when a woman gets used to it?”

“If a woman or a man born with strong yin energy learns the art of sorcery, his reasoning will develop more than his emotions, and he will be able to think much more coolly.”

I tilted my head at her answer.

‘That’s a side effect? ​​It’s too weak compared to other magics?’

Something felt strange, so I asked again.

“Are there any other side effects?”

“… I’ve heard that it reduces your empathy and ability to understand the feelings of others, but since this is a martial art learned to deal with non-believers anyway, I don’t think it’s a side effect.”

“… .”

So, you’re saying that it’s a martial art that turns you into a psychopath?

While I was at a loss for words, I kept my mouth shut.

“From now on, please ask questions after the interrogation and bloodshed is over.”

Jin Ha-yeon, who had said that, reached out her hand again and began to ask for blood.

A situation where a psychopath aspirant is pressing all over my body with his fingers filled with internal energy.

Brrrrrr.

Goosebumps ran all over my body, and I found myself shivering without realizing it.

* * *

Early the next morning.

Whether it was thanks to the cold interrogation and bloodshed of the psychopath aspirant, or whether his body was truly a blessing from God, Ichimoku was able to wake up refreshed without any particular muscle pain.

Thanks to that, I was able to have a light breakfast early in the morning and start class.

When the class had progressed to some extent.

‘also.’

Jin Ha-yeon let out a faint exclamation of admiration to herself as she watched Ichimoku listening intently to her explanation.

Was it called the ‘dagger in the bag’?

It was only yesterday and today. It was a class that lasted only two days, but I could see the talent just by observing it for two days.

Even though it was clearly their first time encountering the doctrine, they understood it without any difficulty and often asked questions in return.

Most of the questions were not asked because they did not understand, but to check if their understanding was correct.

In addition to that, the physical talent and martial arts talent that were shown yesterday.

However, her admiration was not directed at Ichimoku.

‘As expected, the eyes of the Supreme Being are accurate.’

It was an admiration for Cheonma who recognized such qualities in Ilmok.

As she was internally encouraging her faith in the Heavenly Horse, Ilmok immediately raised his right hand.

“When do you plan to start studying the Torah and the historical books?”

Jin Ha-yeon swallowed a sigh at that question.

‘As expected from the Supreme Being, his talent is outstanding, but his laziness is the problem.’

Because of the fight with Ilmok on the first day, Jin Ha-yeon thought that Ilmok was lazy.

It was half right.

“Don’t worry. If you have Confucius’s five natures, you will be able to understand the books of law and history as easily as this book of doctrines.”

However, he was not lazy even when his life was at stake.

“It’s not a question of difficulty, it’s a question of when to start.”

At Ichimoku’s question, Jin Ha-yeon thought to herself that it was surprising, and then began to explain in detail.

“I plan to start those two after I finish reading Cheonmabirok. Since Cheonmabirok is the foundation of our new religion, the contents of the law and history books are also related to the doctrines written in Cheonmabirok. It will be easier to understand those two if you study them after understanding the doctrines.”

“I see.”

Ichimoku nodded, thinking that he had heard enough explanation, but for some reason, her explanation continued.

“Even after you finish studying the doctrine, if you come across a part you don’t understand while studying the law and history, it will be of great help to read this doctrine again. As I just said, all of our studies in Cheonmasingyo are based on this doctrine.”

As she looked at the catechism with a face full of confidence, Ichimoku’s curiosity rose.

“So, how much of this doctrine has Lady Jin read?”

“How can I count the number of times I read it? When I studied history books or the law, I read this doctrine countless times. Since then, whenever I had worries or doubts in my mind, I found peace by reading this doctrine.”

Why is that? Contrary to what you said about finding stability.

“Now, I can recite every single word, no matter which chapter it is on. Even now, I often enjoy reading it out loud rather than just recalling it in my head.”

As the praise for the catechism continued, the madness in her eyes grew darker.

‘… A psychopath and a fanatic, what kind of hybrid is this?’

Having witnessed something terrible born from the combination of a cult and magic, Ichimoku realized one important fact belatedly.

Ilmok swallowed dry saliva as he looked at the book of doctrines spread out before him, the Cheonma Birok.

This doctrine was a dangerous thing. It seemed to me that it would be better for my mental health if I avoided reading it if possible.

If there’s just a problem.

‘If you can’t memorize this, they say you’ll lose your balls in a year…’

Even if you couldn’t memorize all of this, you wouldn’t be able to even begin studying the other subjects, history and law.

It was a truly dilemma. It was inevitable that he would fall into Zhuge Liang’s trap.

As Ichimoku was frantically pondering how to overcome this situation, something suddenly popped into his head.

‘Yeah! I guess I can use that.’

It wasn’t perfect, but I came up with something useful. But there were still problems.

‘I can’t trust that psycho fanatic…’

In a way, that woman was both a concubine and a watcher, as she was not the person he was serving, but a woman crazy about the Cheonmasin religion.

Ilmok, who was wondering how to hide ‘that’ from Jin Ha-yeon, changed his mind.

“Excuse me, but could you bring me some ink, a brush, and a blank book with no writing on it? Oh, and the brush, if possible, a thin one.”

Instead of hiding, we deceive by showing.

Jin Ha-yeon accepted Ilmok’s order despite being puzzled by the sudden order. After all, she was Ilmok’s subordinate.

‘… He has great qualities, but I’m worried that he might be lazy.’

Jin Ha-yeon had an ominous feeling that he might be sending her out under the pretense of wanting to take a short break, but she quickly shook off the irreverent thought.

‘He is the one chosen by the Heavenly Demon. Doubt is forbidden.’

As she took the blank book, ink, and thin brush that she had been instructed to bring, trying to erase any ominous feelings, Ilmok opened the Cheonmabi-rok and began to write down lines on the blank book.

Jin Ha-yeon, who was looking down wondering what on earth he was doing, soon realized what Ilmok was doing.

‘You were trying to copy the contents of the scriptures.’

It seemed like a kind of review to make sure I didn’t forget what I had learned today.

However, it was subtly different from the review she had thought.

It was not just a simple and ignorant copying of the contents of the scriptures.

Using a thin brush, he was adding and editing the contents of the sutra.

He omitted phrases or redundant explanations to emphasize the content, and instead wrote by adding content that Jin Ha-yeon herself had explained in class.

She may not have understood, but Ichimoku was creating his own teaching materials to review.

I heard that the scriptures should never be damaged, so I made them anew.

If not, I might have just added her explanation to the doctrine she gave me.

At that time, Jin Ha-yeon, who was looking over the content that Ilmok was writing, tilted her head and opened her mouth.

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty. Could you please tell me what this means?”

“Oh, you mean this?”

Ichimoku smiled faintly at her question.

“It’s my own password. When you study, it becomes difficult to write long content multiple times, so I create and use a password that contains various meanings.”

What Ilmok is trying to show her.

That’s right, it was Hangul.