A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 103



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Episode 103. How can I be a dog?

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Five days left until the final battle.

While I was having breakfast in the warm, sunny backyard, I received a visit from the Black Prince once again.

“Devil! A human has come!”

Linda’s words made me stop eating breakfast and open my eyes.

I looked to the side and saw the Black Prince and Smith appearing from behind the building and staring at me blankly.

Linda said, laughing like a child without even looking at him.

“Devil, devil. I did well, didn’t I?”

“okay.”

“Then can I bite your ear?”

“Bite gently.”

“yes!”

Linda nipped my ear.

Linda, who had been carefully gnawing on her ears here and there like a dog chewing on a bone or a gourmet tasting something, soon seemed satisfied and ran off somewhere with a cheerful smile.

“Hehehe!”

“… … .”

The Black Prince stared blankly at Linda and then looked at me with a trembling face.

“You have really unique tastes.”

I answered, wiping my drool-covered ears with my clothes.

“That’s right.”

In return for protecting the law, I was the one who was subjected to harassment, not molestation, such as having my ear bitten, my hair touched, and being hugged for a long time.

The Black Prince stared at me intently.

“You, sir.”

“me?”

“Yeah. To have crazy Linda as your lover. I think that’s amazing in a way.”

The sound of Cheonma’s giggling laughter could be faintly heard.

I frowned as if I was impressed.

“What the hell are you talking about, Prince? Do you want to lose?”

The Black Prince asked with a surprised face.

“Wasn’t it? I saw you two hugging each other last time.”

“It was the price I paid to protect the law. Am I crazy? To associate with such a lunatic.”

“ah…….”

The Black Prince muttered with a look of great regret on his face.

“I thought it suited you pretty well.”

“Take it easy. Why did you come?”

The Black Prince got straight to the point.

“Bok-sil, the dog-like wandering knight. Any news?”

“no.”

“… … .”

The Black Prince touched his temple.

“Devil. I heard that it took even you a week to pass the Demon Sword Test. There are now five days left until the final battle.”

“hmm.”

To be honest, the test of the sword was over in one second.

If you can call that a test.

Because the moment I touched the mouse, Vlad flashed like lightning for a moment and then immediately became quiet.

If you think about it, it was Cheonma who took the test of the sword, but even if it hadn’t been Cheonma, it wouldn’t have taken that long.

The rest of the time was spent talking to Oposis, and even that was because the flow of time in the room was strange.

But our cold-hearted prince, who only likes results and has no flexibility, could not possibly understand such circumstances.

I said this to reassure the Black Prince.

“Don’t worry. If you’re the last one standing, you win. You just have to beat them all up. In the worst case scenario, I’ll take care of Bok-sil’s share as well.”

The Black Prince sighed.

“Devil. I don’t doubt your skills, but this isn’t just a fair one-on-one fight.”

“Huh? What does that mean?”

“The final battle is the second battle, and the period leading up to the final battle is the first battle.”

When I asked for an explanation with a puzzled look on my face, the Black Prince slowly explained.

“In the first battle, we use all sorts of methods to weaken the opponent’s knights or exclude them from the final battle through unseen behind-the-scenes work.”

I couldn’t hide my bewilderment.

“Isn’t this an official battle for the throne? Are you saying that you would do such a mean thing?”

“They do such things because it is a battle for the throne. It is a place to decide the king of a country. Naturally, they will do anything to win.”

“hmm.”

Now that I hear it, that seems to be the case.

“This is the hotbed of all kinds of slander. There are various methods, such as poisoning food, bribing the enemy’s knights, or taking his family or friends hostage to threaten them. The point is, just don’t get caught.”

“… … .”

It feels like I’ve seen behind the scenes of a spectacular show.

It was so ugly.

“These are the basics, and we have to respond to dozens of other possible methods one by one. Of course, we have to counterattack as well.”

The Black Prince continued his explanation.

“So first, the ten knights must be made up of trustworthy people. Second, they must have no weaknesses. To be precise, we must go with the logic of eliminating weaknesses. Bring the families and relatives of the knights who are going to battle in advance to protect them. At the same time, they become hostages for us. This is the most basic response.”

“and…….”

So, in the name of protection, the contestants’ family and friends were brought in to protect them, but in the end, they naturally became hostages. The contestants’ family and friends were taken hostage, even though they were protected, so they couldn’t act recklessly. Of course, there was no room for threats or bribery.

As I looked at him with a speechless expression, the Black Prince said.

“Faith is living this way.”

“… … You’re great.”

I was convinced.

“You must be quite busy. There was a reason why the dark circles under your eyes were burning.”

“So the point is, this kind of thing inevitably takes time. You, the devil, don’t have any weaknesses that can be caught, but Bok-sil Kyung is different. We can’t figure out who it is at the moment, so we don’t have enough time to investigate. That’s what I meant when I said we need time.”

“It’s so fucking complicated. Can’t we just fight it out and end it?”

“Will it work?”

“You all live so tiringly.”

I clicked my tongue.

“Tsk. That’s why they’re nobles.”

The Black Prince corrected himself.

“They are royalty.”

“Those royal bastards.”

“… … .”

“Anyway, I’ll take responsibility, so you do what you have to do. I’ll do what I have to do.”

The Black Prince gave me an unattractive look.

“I believe in Shushuruta. He will return soon with Bok-shil. Why don’t you have that belief too?”

The Black Prince sneered mockingly.

“The only person in this world I can completely trust is myself.”

“You did well, right?”

After finishing what he had to say, the Black Prince turned around and left, and Smith followed him with a blank expression.

I didn’t worry about when Shushuruta would return or whether he would be late.

Because worrying won’t change anything.

It’s a hundred times better to practice during that time.

I looked around for Linda and shouted.

“Linda! Where did that little shit go?”

There in the forest came Linda running out.

In his hand he held a handful of colorful mushrooms that looked dangerous at first glance.

Linda ran up to me and held out a mushroom, biting into her mouth.

“Devil. Do you want to eat it?”

“No. Just stand in the way.”

“Will you eat this if I write this?”

“……okay.”

“Hehehe. Got it.”

I sat cross-legged and closed my eyes.

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4 days left until the final battle.

The sun was setting and there was still no news.

I have had several visits from the Black Prince today.

Of course, the content was a little different, but it was generally similar. Bok-sil was urging Kyung-i to come back.

Every time, I had no choice but to answer honestly. I don’t know.

Every time, the Black Prince lost his temper and went back.

It was not until the evening, when the sun had set, that a welcome guest arrived.

The Black Prince ran out as soon as he received the report, and I followed him leisurely.

In the empty lot, black knights were already standing around, holding torches to brighten the darkness.

In the center of the circle made of torches.

He was waiting.

The noble knight-errant, Bok-sil Kyung.

The torches surrounding the vacant lot looked like romantic candlelight surrounding Bok-sil.

Bok-sil, dressed in shabby clothes, was looking around with her hand on the hilt of her sword, while Shu-shu-ru-ta was yawning happily with her mouth wide open next to her.

I shouted in joy.

“Bok-sil is a gentleman!”

Bok-sil heard my voice, found me, and narrowed her eyes.

“……devil?”

“Yes, it’s me! Bok-sil Kyung.”

I couldn’t hide my excitement and ran straight there.

“Hahahaha… … .”

The distance between me and Bok-sil is 10 meters, 5 meters, 3 meters, 1 meter… … .

Sling-

A pure white blade appeared, cutting through the darkness between me and Bok-sil.

Bok-sil glared at me while aiming her sword at me.

“Long time no see, devil.”

“Haha… … This greeting is intense.”

It was so intense that I almost got my throat pierced if I ran straight at it.

Come to think of it, how did we break up last time?

Did he kick his groin, beat him until he passed out, and then take his sword? Or not? I don’t know. It doesn’t matter.

“Nice to meet you too, Bok-sil.”

“Does this look welcome?”

“no?”

“no.”

“regret.”

Bok-sil had become more ferocious in the time I hadn’t seen her.

Shushuruta, who had been watching quietly from the side, expressed his dissatisfaction.

“Ashvan. Why don’t you welcome me? Do you know how much I’ve been running around without sleep to find Bok-sil?”

I said roughly.

“Yeah, our burglar cat also worked hard.”

Shushuruta glared at me, then turned around and ran off somewhere, making a loud noise.

“Hey, where are you going?”

“Huh! Wherever I go! You know what I’m talking about!”

Bok-sil looked at Shu-shu-ru-ta’s back blankly and asked me.

“… … The lady said something urgent so I came.”

“Did you just follow those words?”

“Actually, I followed you because I thought I might meet you, you devil.”

“You’re honest.”

“Where did my sword go? I came to get it back.”

“Oh, that. I ate it.”

“… … .”

Bok-sil closed her eyes tightly.

A ferocious murderous intent surged up.

“Even though I said so… … .”

I calmed him down for a moment because it seemed like he was going to swing his sword at any moment.

“Bok-sil, Kyung. Bok-sil, Kyung. I have something urgent to do, so let’s fight a little later.”

“What are you planning, you wicked demon? Are you trying to take my sword away again?”

“That’s not it.”

At that moment, the sound of footsteps and voices could be heard in the darkness.

“I called you.”

Two men approached with flickering torches.

It was Sir Smith and the Black Prince, carrying torches.

The Black Prince, who had come closer, looked at Bok-sil.

“Are you a dog- no, Bok-sil-kyung?”

Bok-sil looked at the black prince for a moment and then answered.

“I am not Bok-sil.”

The Black Prince opened his eyes wide.

“No?”

“no.”

“Then what.”

“It’s Roetgel.”

“… … ? They say Bok-sil is a miracle.”

Bok-sil looked at me with curiosity.

“That interest was added arbitrarily.”

I protested against the injustice.

“Why is this happening? Bok-sil Kyung. You agreed to this, didn’t you? Call me whatever you want.”

“Shut up. How can I be a dog?”

“Huh? Scrambled eggs?”

“… … .”

The Black Prince looked at Bok-sil and me alternately and then said.

“It seems like we’re not on good terms.”

Bok-sil glared at me and replied.

“Call that a word.”

The Black Prince nodded.

“It’s no surprise.”

The Black Prince introduced himself without any hesitation.

“Sir Roetgel. My name is Roanoke Vittorio Blake. I am the third prince of the Blake Kingdom, known as the Black Prince.”

I looked at the Black Prince with renewed eyes.

“Our prince. Was his name Roanoke? No, Vittorio? Blake? That’s three names. What should I call him?”

The Black Prince glared at me as if telling me to keep my mouth shut.

Then, Doro Bok-sil looked at Gyeong.

Bok-sil stared blankly at the Black Prince for a moment, then she was startled and put her sword back in its sheath before getting down on one knee.

“Meet the Black Prince.”

“Get up.”

The Black Prince, who had woken up Bok-sil, spoke calmly.

“There is much to talk about, but there are more pressing matters, so let’s put them off. Devil.”

I nodded, and the Black Prince stepped back.

Bok-sil looked at the retreating Black Prince and me with a bewildered face.

I asked Kyung-soo about that kind of luck.

“Bok-sil, Kyung. Do you want to fight me?”

“You call that talking?”

I said, lifting my left arm, which was wrapped tightly in bandages.

“Even though I’m injured?”

“This is a golden opportunity.”

Turning weakness into an opportunity. It was a great improvement compared to when I first saw Bok-sil.

Seeing Bok-sil grow up like this made me choke up with emotion.

I wonder if Cheonma felt this way too.

[no.]

No it wasn’t.

Bok-sil looked at my left arm and asked.

“I heard you fought against the cold. Is that when you were injured?”

“Do you know that I fought against the cold?”

“How could I not know? The rumor has spread like wildfire.”

“And you still want to fight?”

Bok-sil looked at me askance.

“Are there any complaints?”

“Hahaha!”

I burst out laughing.

My cheerful laughter echoed throughout the dark empty lot.

Look at this. You damn smart knights.

You were so scared that you avoided fighting me, but this shabby wandering knight, weaker than you, confronted me without hesitation.

Even though he knew he would lose, he threw his whole body at me with the sword of murderous intent.

Know shame.

This is a knight who is not afraid of defeat, and this is Bok-sil Kyung. Do you understand?

“What are you laughing at?”

Bok-sil picked a fight with me without even realizing that I was complimenting her.

I said with a grin.

“Okay, I’ll fight as much as I want. Just do this.”

Sling-

A red blade burst through the darkness.

It’s like looking at the thorns of a beautiful rose soaked in blood.

I immediately pinned Vlad to the floor and looked at Bok-sil.

“Bok-sil, Kyung. Do you know what this is?”

Bok-sil answered in a calm tone.

“The blade is red. It’s a unique sword.”

“It’s a great sword too.”

“It looks like that.”

“I will give it to you.”

Bok-sil looked at me blankly.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes. I’m serious. Didn’t I say that when we broke up last time? I’d pay you back later.”

“I’ve never heard of it.”

“Oh, you were passed out then? Of course not. It’s a little late, but it’s my thanks. Take it easy.”

“… … .”

Bok-sil looked at me with suspicious eyes.

“What is your plan? What is this sword? Why is the Black Prince with you?”

“It’s nothing. Actually, this sword is a bit tricky. I’m looking for its owner.”

“master?”

“Yes. If I do well, I will become the master of this famous sword.”

“… … .”

Bok-sil looked at Kyung-eun and Vlad alternately with unreadable expressions.

“Take it. If you can.”

“… … .”

I faced that kind of Bok-sil and smiled and provoked her.

“Or maybe you’re scared?”

Bok-sil followed me and smiled faintly.

“No way.”

His hand gripped Vlad tightly.