A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 104



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Episode 104. The Legendary Warrior

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Bok-sil didn’t seem to know much about Vlad.

Well, it wasn’t strange since he didn’t seem to be interested in such things from the first time I saw him. He was a man who had completely ignored the dagger of Oposis.

I deliberately had him pick up the sword without any introduction to Vlad.

I somehow think that would be better.

I don’t know why. It’s just a feeling.

When Bok-sil grabbed the hilt of Vlad’s sword stuck in the ground, Vlad cried as if he had woken up from his sleep.

Kiiing!

Bok-sil opened her eyes wide and grabbed the sword with both hands.

That was the right decision.

Because, soon the ground began to shake violently.

Ddddddd-

It was a precursor to recklessness.

The Black Prince shouted.

“Everyone, hold your positions! It’s just getting started!”

Bok-sil held Vlad tightly with both hands and trembled as if her whole body was convulsing.

The veins in his neck stood out, and his face was distorted.

“Ugh… … !”

I quickly turned to Bok-sil and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Bok-sil, Kyung. I’m behind you. Don’t worry.”

Bok-sil shouted as if she was cursing.

“악마 이 개새끼야!”

“Oh, that’s good to hear.”

I spoke to Bok-sil, who was trembling.

“Be careful not to draw your sword. Hold on. With all your might. Vlad’s will to draw his sword will grow stronger and stronger. Fight against it somehow. Drive his will into the ground so that it cannot be released into the world.”

“How can I fight back!”

“How would I know that? I don’t even have it in my hands.”

“Fuck…Fuck!”

“Just figure it out and do whatever you want.”

Bok-sil asked urgently.

“If you pull it out! What happens if you pull it out!”

I replied with a grin.

“What do you think will happen? Don’t you have some idea?”

“Ugh… … !”

“Yeah, I’m dying.”

I continued speaking while placing my hand on Bok-sil’s shoulder.

As I placed my hand on Bok-sil’s shoulder, which was shaking without any hesitation, my words also began to tremble a little.

But it didn’t matter much because my ears were trembling while listening.

“To be exact, you will die by my hand. Because you will become a demon possessed by a sword. As a precaution, I will kill you before you transform into a full-fledged demon.”

“Huh!”

“Actually, this left arm wasn’t injured from fighting the cold. It got better a long time ago. This one was injured from fighting an evil spirit that had its body taken over by a sword.”

“… … !”

Actually, I won’t really kill you, but I added a cute lie that I will kill you to raise awareness. I hope this will help you a little.

I patted Bok-sil on the shoulder and smiled.

“So, try hard. Bok-sil.”

Bok-sil muttered in a low, boiling voice.

“If I become a demon, I will kill you first.”

“Ooh. That’s scary.”

I gave out carrots because life is tough when you only have the whip.

“Instead, if you overcome this ordeal, you will become much stronger. You will become Vlad’s swordsman and gain immense power.”

“Even if I become a swordsman, I will kill you first.”

“… … .”

It was a multiple choice question of death.

I tried to persuade him because I didn’t want to die.

“Bok-sil, Kyung. How about approaching it with a more positive mindset? Negative mindsets bring about negative things.”

“Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill.”

“… … .”

It seems that Bok-sil has made up her mind to overcome this ordeal with a negative attitude.

But whether it’s a positive or negative mind.

I was already convinced.

I don’t know how long it will take, but Bok-sil will become the ninth swordsman, Vlad the Swordsman.

[I guess it will work.]

Cheonma also nodded and admitted it.

Aren’t the cotyledons already different?

While others turned into devils with their eyes turning red the moment they held Vlad, Bok-sil remained conscious and kept squirming.

“I don’t have to be a fuck.”

“If you can gain strength by cursing at me, then do it as much as you want. I’ll sacrifice my own body.”

“I’m a psycho.”

“… … That’s a bit like that.”

Cheonma, who had been watching, gave advice.

[Please tell me some of the background. It seems like you can’t come to your senses because of the sword’s energy.]

I put my palm on Bok-sil’s back.

“Okay. Let me cheer you on.”

I gathered my inner strength and passed it on little by little through Bok-sil’s back.

Of course, I have no doubt that Bok-sil will defeat Vlad, but this was a means to shorten the time it would take to get there.

I whispered words of encouragement to Bok-sil while pouring my inner energy into Gyeong-ui’s back.

“Can a swordsman lose to a sword? Can’t he?”

“… … .”

“Becoming a knight and falling into the hands of the sword? If it were me, I would have been defeated and gone and been hunted. Does our Bok-sil intend to go to Gyeongdo and hunt her down? No, right?”

“Shut up!”

A dark night with no moonlight.

As the knights holding torches around him watched silently, one wandering knight was clutching his sword, which was glowing red and roaring.

The sight was like seeing a legendary hero from an old tale pulling out a legendary sword.

The only difference was that it was not a pure white and sacred sword like in the old tales, but a demonic sword that gave off a red, ominous aura, and that instead of pulling out the sword, Bok-sil was trying to throw it into the ground.

Anyway, to my eyes, he didn’t look much different from the legendary warrior.

Vlad’s will to be pulled out of the ground and Bok-sil’s will not to draw her sword were intertwined and engaged in a fierce tug-of-war.

So, time passed.

One hour, two hours, three hours.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

While Bok-sil was fighting Vlad, I was fighting sleepiness.

“Ouch, I’m so sleepy. What are you doing out in the middle of the night?”

“… … .”

“Bok-sil. What are you doing when you can’t even control a single sword? You pathetic bastard. You worthless bastard. That’s why you should just let me take your sword away from you.”

“… … .”

“Come to think of it, what have you been up to? Your new sword is really pretty. Where do you get such nice swords?”

“… … .”

To chase away sleepiness and cheer up Bok-sil.

I spewed out words without thinking.

Of course, it wasn’t simply because he was bored, and it could be said that he kept talking to Bok-sil to keep her consciousness from being swallowed by Vlad.

In my opinion, it was a sincere encouragement.

“What does the king say when he doesn’t want to go home?”

“… … .”

“Grumble, groan.”

“What the hell.”

While doing so, I continued to pass on my inner strength little by little through my back without forgetting, but even if it was just little by little, I felt like I would get tired if the time passed too long.

This is how clothes get wet in a drizzle.

After sending support in so many ways, when I couldn’t hear Bok-sil’s answer, I checked to see if she was okay once in a while.

“Bok-sil, are you alive and well?”

“… … .”

“Ah. This isn’t going to work. It looks like it’s been eaten by the sword. I have to kill it right now.”

Sling-

Then, when he pulled out his sword, Bok-sil finally answered.

“… … It didn’t work.”

“Oh, really? Phew, thank goodness. I thought it worked. When people talk, answer them and stuff.”

“… … Could you please keep your mouth shut? I think my ears are bleeding.”

“That can’t be. Now that I think about it, it reminds me of the old days. It was when I was working as a mercenary and beating up those bastards… … .”

Time passed.

The moon was waning and darkness was deepening, but soon the sun rose slowly and daylight came.

Meanwhile, the vibrations that were shaking the ground were slowly, very slowly, subsiding.

At first, it was a vibration that made me stagger, but now it was cute.

Vlad, who has been rebelling for such a long time, and Boksil, who opposes him, are both like that.

I thought they were both pretty good guys.

“Haam… … .”

I yawned and then suddenly turned my head to look to the side.

From a distance, the Black Prince was looking at me with darker shadows in his eyes.

It was as if he hadn’t blinked an eye all night.

As if to prove it, his eyes were bloodshot.

I had given him a good night’s sleep, giving him the courage to be hated to his heart’s content, but seeing him darken again made me feel uneasy.

And so time passed again.

At that point, I took my hands off Bok-sil’s back.

Because my internal energy was hitting rock bottom.

I’m also exhausted now.

Suddenly, I looked at a nearby tree and saw Shushuruta and Linda sleeping soundly on it.

Bok-sil looked around, her body, which was heavy from cheering on Kyung without stopping, moving here and there.

Before we knew it, the number of people surrounding the empty lot had increased.

When I looked closely, I saw Count Stavanger. I could also see the faces of Lord Walpole, Lord Curtis, and Lord Schneider. Oh, and there’s the blond knight commander.

I took five steps back from Bok-sil and sat down.

I felt the vibrations become more subtle than before as I placed one hand on the floor.

Now, the vibrations have become so small that you can’t even notice them unless you’re conscious of them.

What does that mean? It means that Vlad has become very quiet.

On the contrary, a red haze was rising around the sword-wielding Bok-sil.

It wasn’t visible when I was close by, but when I moved away a little, it became visible.

Feeling that she no longer needed my help, I kept my mouth shut and looked at Bok-sil’s back.

More time passed like that.

When the sun was high in the sky.

The vibration had completely disappeared, and the red haze rising from the ceiling had become even darker.

And finally, Bok-sil pulled out the Kyung-i sword.

“… … !”

I jumped up from my seat.

There were also some disturbing sounds from the surroundings, such as people adjusting their postures.

Everyone simultaneously stared at Bok-sil.

“… … .”

Bok-sil slowly turned around with her eyes closed.

He called me in a tone as calm as a lake.

“devil.”

“Here it is.”

“The scabbard. Do you have it?”

I took off the scabbard on my waist and threw it to him.

Bok-sil closed her eyes, grabbed the scabbard, and slowly put Vlad inside.

widely.

Bok-sil, who had put the sword all the way into its scabbard, asked me with her eyes still closed.

“devil.”

“okay.”

“This sword, Vlad. It was the ninth sword of Ophiuchus?”

“right.”

“… … .”

Bok-sil looked at Gyeong-eun as if she was at a loss for words and then asked.

“Why are you doing this to me… … .”

I answered simply.

“It’s my heart.”

Bok-sil nodded her head.

“… … I see.”

I said with a faint smile.

“I told you I’d pay you back later. If that’s the case, should I just pretend the sword I stole never happened?”

Bok-sil opened her eyes with a faint smile.

“Enough.”

Red eyes like Vlad’s sword met mine.

3 days left until the final battle.

Bok-sil became the owner of the Gyeong-i Magic Sword.

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I don’t remember much about what happened after that.

Because I lay down on the bed and fell asleep while enjoying the warm sunlight shining down on my head.

I kept waking up from time to time, and each time it felt like someone was carrying me like a piece of luggage, but I didn’t give in and didn’t come out of the swamp of sleep.

Staying up all night, using up all my energy until it was depleted.

These two causes created a synergy that was like a perfect match, causing me tremendous fatigue.

I slept like I was almost dead.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in a moving carriage.

As I was looking up at the ceiling of the unfamiliar carriage, listening to the rattling noise of the carriage and feeling the soft touch on the back of my head, a face suddenly came into view.

“Are you awake?”

Another face suddenly appeared.

“Oh, devil! Are you awake? Do you want some mushrooms?”

I blinked, pushed my two faces away, and sat up.

An unfamiliar landscape was passing by outside the window.

I muttered with bleary eyes.

“… … Where is this place?”

A reply came from the other side.

“This is Valeria, the capital of the Blake Kingdom.”

I stared blankly at Lord Walpole sitting opposite me.

It still felt like a dream.

“already?”

Walpole answered in a calm tone.

“Two days have passed.”

“Two days?”

“Yes. Two days.”

“… … .”

1 day left until the final battle.

Arrived in Valeria, the capital of the Blake Kingdom.