A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 112



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Episode 112. The Blind Man Hides His Power

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“Hehehe.”

The blind man, whose identity was unknown and whose power was hidden, laughed.

Of course, that unidentified blind person was me.

The blind hide their power. Why hide it? I don’t know. Anyway, hide it.

“This guy and that guy… … .”

I muttered, holding the blade with my hand wrapped in internal energy.

“You’re ignoring the blind too much. They can’t see, but that doesn’t mean you can ignore them… … .”

There are two kinds of people in the world.

A person who tries to help the weak. And a person who tries to take advantage of the weak in any way possible.

I despise the latter.

Therefore, I plan to kill every single one of those guys.

Suddenly.

Strength entered the hand holding the blade.

As soon as I made up my mind, I nodded.

“Okay. As the representative of the blind association, I will show you the fear of the blind. I will make you wet your pants just by seeing a blind person passing by.”

“What, what are you saying?”

“This is the power of the blind. Every blind person hides this power. Never ignore a blind person again.”

Salsu said in a panicked voice.

“You… What is your identity?”

I chuckled, still holding the dagger.

“Do you know the legend of the real name saint?”

“… … .”

“If you don’t know, you should tell me.”

Kang!

The dagger’s blade shattered in the hands of the president of the blind association.

“… … !”

I turned around and slammed the sharp pieces of the shattered blade into the bastard’s face.

puck!

“Kwaaak!”

The vile assassin who was trying to harass the blind man screamed.

“Now you are blind too. Do you want to join the blind association?”

“Ahhhh! Where, my eyes!”

“Get out. I won’t accept trash like you.”

I grabbed the back of his head and slammed him into the wall.

bang!

The screaming stopped.

I looked at the trickling water dripping down the wall, painting it bright red, and muttered, shaking my hands.

“What, that’s sloppy? I was expecting you to talk more than the guy who threatened you at first.”

The dead speak not.

“Yeah. This guy wasn’t really the type to talk much either.”

I cleared my throat and looked around.

“… … .”

The fierce fighting had suddenly stopped.

They stopped fighting and all looked at me, their faces as if they were pressed against a wall.

“hmm.”

I kind of stood there and observed the assassins surrounding Sir Ashley.

I’ve been thinking about this for a while, but these guys seem to be used to attacking one at a time.

It was the same with using the Daguri tactic against Sir Ashley, and the fact that he kept charging forward without caring about them dying one by one.

Although not all of them are as good of assassins as Shushuruta’s disciples.

It seemed like a group of skilled assassins who had been trained for a long time to work together to deal with a single strong person.

So, from the group’s perspective, the lives of each of these individuals were not that important.

There was an atmosphere where failing the mission seemed like it would mean the death of the group.

They were the ones who used each person’s life as a consumable and killed their target by any means necessary.

So, while one guy is ready to die and aims for the target’s side, the other guy simultaneously aims for the target’s neck.

… … In a word, they were a bunch of messy guys.

But as I said before, it’s a concept that only works if the opponent is reasonably strong.

Not those who expose their weaknesses while dodging or blocking their attacks.

How do you deal with strong opponents who can dodge attacks coming from both sides at the same time, or who can cut down enemies at the same time without even needing to dodge?

It seemed natural to me that they would be torn apart without a chance to do anything against a strong man who was far beyond their expectations.

As the golden flash itself proved.

By the time we finished analyzing up to this point.

One of the assassins who surrounded Ashley looked at me and gave an order.

“Let’s deal with that guy first.”

Pavabat!

At the same time, the men who had been surrounding Sir Ashley changed their target and attacked me.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed in without a single moment of hesitation.

I thought as I watched them leap at me.

Even though the supposed leaders were killed one after another, it seems that the chain of command was well-established, as someone else always gave orders without hesitation and others followed them without hesitation.

“Where!”

Flash!

Sir Ashley stepped forward again and dealt with a few of the flying water projectiles that were flying towards me.

But even so, there were still a lot of them left.

… … Were there originally this many?

Is it just my mood that keeps adding more?

What do you know? The important thing is that there are a lot of guys to kill.

“Okay.”

I watched the sight of the black bat-like creatures flying towards me, then focused my internal energy on my feet.

He held the sword hilt wrapped around his waist with his right hand.

Even though I only had one arm, I had nothing to worry about.

This is me, who stabbed the sword into the cold chest with only one arm.

Sling-

I gently pushed the scabbard with my thumb, pulled out the blade slightly, and then drew my sword while stepping on the sword as they approached.

Phew!

Those in my path fell down, blood spraying everywhere.

Unable to overcome the speed at which he was running fiercely, he fell over with a thud and crashed to the ground.

Those who fell could not get up again.

A situation where you pass through them and come out on the other side.

I stumbled for a moment in the aftermath of the charge, but soon regained my balance and stood upright.

He muttered, wiping the blood off his sword.

“Hmm. It’s not going as I thought. The explosion just won’t happen. Why is my energy so gentle? Now that I look at it, it’s as peaceful as water.”

Cheonma admitted it.

[That’s right. If I had a bad temper, my ankle would have been blown off long ago.]

“No, not to that extent.”

I tried to imitate Ashley Sir’s technique, but it was no use.

Distance traveled, speed, power, fine details. They were all lacking.

Of course, there was no explosion, but I just charged forward, kicking the ground with all my might.

I could once again realize how difficult her secret was, and how much trial and error and painstaking effort it took.

But I can’t lose it if I put in a lot of effort.

I am the man who was called the monopoly in the Sherwood Mercenaries.

If once doesn’t work, twice. If twice doesn’t work, a hundred times. If a hundred times doesn’t work, ten thousand times.

“Come.”

Once again, I see those assassins rushing at me as if they don’t care about their lives.

I taunted, swinging my sword.

The guys who were slightly flustered when I broke through their encirclement so easily changed direction and charged without any fear, as if they didn’t care whether their comrades were defeated or not.

The sight was like watching a moth throwing itself into a bonfire.

Failure is the mother of success.

I learned from my imperfect success earlier and have some room for improvement.

Come to think of it, Sir Ashley didn’t charge forward with his bow, but rather aimed at them like he was drawing a bowstring.

Also, there is no need to imitate an explosion. My internal energy is peaceful, unlike my master, so I don’t want an explosion.

In that case, we should just bring in an expert in this field.

I immediately put my realization into practice.

He grabbed the armrest that was around his neck, ripped it off, freed his left hand, and then held his tightly bandaged hand out in front of him.

He extended his left hand like that, and with his right hand he pulled the sword behind his shoulder like a bowstring.

The feet were wrapped in the wild wind of the flying fox.

Wheezing!

The fluttering of his trousers. And in the aftermath, his hair also felt slightly fluttering.

I smiled brightly, feeling better.

“Closer.”

I waited for them to get within my range… … .

After taking aim, he kicked the ground with his feet, which were wrapped in wind, and jumped up diagonally.

Phew!

I soared into the air, impaling them one after the other.

Before I could even celebrate my successful straight flight, the next moment a wall appeared before my eyes.

I didn’t panic and just put my foot against the wall.

Kkuk… … .

He kicked the wall like a water gun and ran to the opposite wall.

Chomp!

The limbs of those along the way were cut off.

When you reach the other side, kick the wall again and repeat.

After trying it a few times, I found that cutting suited me better than stabbing.

I took my own approach, a little different from Ashley’s, by kicking off the walls on both sides of the alley and clearing out the assassins.

It’s a bloody flash, that’s what I’m talking about.

Of course, Sir Ashley wasn’t just watching, so the flash of light was doubled.

In the dark alley, golden and bloody flashes of light mingled.

Around the time when the murals were painted with the blood of the assassins.

Wedge!

Something huge crashed down towards the ground with a tremendous crashing sound that tore through the air.

Boom!!

The fight was briefly interrupted by the appearance of an unexpected mediator.

We split up into camps based on where the unidentified object fell.

fault.

When I got down to the ground I saw that it was a huge window.

Soon, the owner of the spear jumped down from the roof and landed next to where the spear was stuck.

thud!

It was a huge giant.

He spoke in a deep voice, clutching the spear stuck in the ground.

“Up to there.”

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He was no ordinary man.

Of course, the person who threw the huge spear that was nearly 3 meters tall there couldn’t be ordinary.

At the same time, two more people appeared from either side of the alley.

There was one man and one woman.

They were all people with an extraordinary aura.

When I unfolded the scroll and examined it, it indeed was emitting an unusual wave of energy (wavelength of mana).

At that moment, the man holding the huge spear spoke.

“Golden flash. Put your sword away.”

The voice was as heavy as its appearance.

Ashley looked back and forth between the figures appearing on either side of the alleyway, her sword still unsheathed.

“Is the royal family intervening?”

The two seemed to know each other.

“The royal family is supposed to maintain absolute neutrality. Am I mistaken?”

The man holding the iron bars behind his back answered in a stern tone.

“His Majesty’s orders are to keep quiet during the decisive battle. Any further disturbance will be considered as disobedience.”

“… … .”

Ashley glared at him, then reluctantly put her sword away.

The man’s gaze turned to me.

“You too.”

I glanced at Ashley.

Ashley nodded slightly.

I had no choice but to put my sword away.

However, since it was covered in blood, I quickly shook it off and briefly summoned starlight to evaporate all the blood on the sword.

Chiiik-

I put the sword away only after checking that the scabbard was clean.

I felt them looking at me with slightly surprised eyes.

I asked Ashley, who was watching the surviving assassins and the three people who had suddenly appeared with wary eyes.

“Do you know him?”

“… … I am a royal knight.”

“And the two people blocking the road?”

“yes.”

I looked at them with renewed eyes.

“Can you tell me your name?”

Ashley explained in a calm tone.

“The knight holding the huge spear is Vandyke of the Iron Spear, the blonde knight is Luthier of the Quick Sword, and the man appearing from behind is the silent Victor.”

“Oh.”

As I was looking at the royal knights with interest, Ashley protested.

“These guys attacked first. We just fought back.”

“… … .”

Van Dyke glanced down the alley, which was littered with bloodstains and the bodies of the assassins, then looked at the remaining assassins.

Did he lose his fighting spirit at the appearance of the royal knights? He looked quite docile. He didn’t even run away.

Just a moment ago, they were like murderous demons attacking their comrades, regardless of whether they were dying or not, regardless of whether their limbs fell off or not… … .

I somehow found their docile appearance annoying.

It was even more so because he seemed to be waiting obediently for the rope.

Van Dyke said.

“Arrest him.”

“yes!”

A reply came from somewhere, and soldiers rushed into the alley and began to capture the assassins.

If we hadn’t been strong, we would have arrived only after we died.

I would have greeted them as a cold corpse.

I also didn’t like the fact that he seemed to be slow to respond after everything had already happened.

‘… …Why am I so annoyed?’

I felt annoyed at the emotion that I didn’t know the exact cause of.

While I was watching the soldiers arrest the assassins with my head tilted crookedly.

Thud. Thud.

The royal knight who appeared from behind slowly approached and stood in front of me.

He felt that the rest of the royal knights were looking at him with strange eyes, as if it was an impulsive action that had not been agreed upon among them.

I think he was called Silent Victor.

He was the only one wearing a helmet, so his face could not be seen.

He stared at me through the small eye holes in his helmet and asked,

“What is your name?”

Sir Ashley opened his eyes wide when he heard his voice.