A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 12



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Episode 12. I don’t like it

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“after…….”

I exhaled and took a deep breath.

The internal energy consumption was extreme.

But it had to be done.

All of the people gathered in the room were knights, and among them, Cale was the strongest.

Rather, if I had not actively used martial arts to save my internal energy, it would have been a much more difficult fight.

I feel it once again, the night sky and the moon are shining brightly.

This is a ghost that eats up internal energy. This dark fog-like night sky flows out from the entire sword.

All of this is the transformation of my internal energy that came from my danjeon.

I swung my sword, wiping away the blood that had accumulated on me, and then looked at Kale, who had fallen at my feet.

I thought he was a man without honor, but he was a man who pursued his own honor no matter what anyone said. He was definitely stronger than Gustave. Physically and mentally.

The Wild Heavenly Moon Dance that he learned from Cheonma was simply amazing.

If I hadn’t learned the Night Sky Moonlight Art, I would have had a hard time too.

I knelt down on one knee and closed Kale’s wide-open eyes.

“Sir Kale. I hope you meet a good lord next time.”

He also offered his condolences briefly to the rest of the soldiers.

Even though they were the ones who tried to kill me, the dead must go on a long journey anyway.

… … Of course, there were many who didn’t die.

Like a guy who passed out, or a guy who pretends to be dead among the corpses.

I couldn’t help but feel it through my senses.

But I pretended not to notice and passed by.

Because I was stuck in that gap at some point.

“Over there!”

“Hurry up!”

Even though we dealt with many of them, the enemies continued to come.

“Phew… … .”

I took a deep breath and examined the internal energy within my danjeon.

Because I used the Night Sky Moon Strike multiple times, I didn’t have much internal energy left.

If you use the Night Sky Moonlight Strike two or three times, it will be gone.

But there is no problem.

That’s not all for me.

The sound of urgent footsteps drew near, and knights and soldiers appeared from across the hallway.

“no!”

They looked at my fallen allies at my feet and breathed fire from their eyes.

“You dare to attack Lord Kale… …!”

I examined the sword of the man who appeared to be a knight.

I wasn’t an Auror user.

Not all knights are Auror users.

It was not for nothing that the Baron of Barranquilla gave Gustavne and his men the title of forester and put them on leashes.

That’s how valuable Auror users are.

While I was rambling on about such useless things, they came running at me, screaming.

“Eww! Lord Kale’s enemy!”

I stared blankly at the guys running towards me.

They were coming at me as if I were the greatest villain in the world, as if I were a righteous warrior destroying evil.

“… … This is so unfair. It’s not me who’s the villain, it’s them. They say the one who farts gets angry.”

“Dead!”

The sword of an unknown knight stabbed into me.

Even though he couldn’t use his aura, the sword strike he made looked quite heavy, as expected from a knight.

But something heavy is heavy when it hits, and to me it felt infinitely light.

I simply avoided his sword by placing my left foot behind my right, and then just swung my sword around smoothly.

Crunch!

The neck of the unknown knight fell off.

“… … What!”

The soldiers who had been running after the knight stopped for a moment.

The gap widened because of that.

I swung my sword at that gap.

Chomp!

Three more heads fell off.

I spoke to them as I sprinkled the blood on my sword on the floor as was my habit.

“If you want to die, come at me. Or, you can pretend to be dead like these guys, or run away without looking back to save your life.”

They stood still and were silent.

The gazes of those glaring at me were sharp, but I ignored them expressionlessly.

“Either you charge or you run away. Decide quickly. It would be better to run away if possible.”

“… … .”

“I am not merciful enough to spare those who point their swords at me. If you are going to attack me, then attack me with the determination to die.”

Then, one of the guys in front of me made a grim expression and ran towards me while screaming.

“Eww!”

Then the other guys started shouting and running towards me.

A smile spread across my lips without me realizing it.

“Right.”

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The Baron’s castle was soaked in blood.

Sometimes they charged, and sometimes they ran away.

I didn’t care either way.

Because both were good in their own way.

The former is good because you get to fight fiercely with bold guys, and the latter is good because you don’t have to kill unnecessarily.

I moved forward, defeating each of the guys who rushed at me in their own way.

“Where is Yeongju?”

I haven’t decided yet whether to kill the Baron or let him live.

He was definitely a piece of trash who despised the common people and the weak, but the circumstances weren’t ideal for killing him.

As Kale said, killing the Baron would lead to a grand appearance, but the problem is that it is too grand.

Come to think of it, it didn’t have to be that fancy.

It’s good to fight against all kinds of strong people who come to you even if you stay still.

If the entire Blake Kingdom were after me, that would be a different matter.

That too within the Blake Kingdom.

If that happens, the original plan to return to the Kingdom of Maia will be ruined.

I won’t even be able to approach the teleportation magic circle, and even my survival will become unclear.

The entire kingdom is after me.

Even in the Kingdom of Maia, killing nobles was taboo, but not to this extent.

It was going to be a very tiring journey.

Even if you can’t sleep properly, you might get stabbed in the neck while you sleep.

‘Should I just be satisfied with slapping that toad-like bastard in the face a few times?’

I kept moving forward with that thought in mind.

It wasn’t difficult to find out where the Baron of Barranquilla was.

Are there more and more people trying to block us?

That’s the answer.

“If you want to die, come out. If you want to live, come at me.”

“… … ?”

I realized my mistake when I saw those who looked at me strangely.

“Oh, it’s the opposite. If you want to die, come at me. If you want to live, come out.”

When you repeat the same line over and over again, your speech becomes tangled.

“Stop him!”

“Don’t let me approach your lord!”

Some ran away, some rushed at me.

Is it because of the kale?

Despite not being a worthy monarch, a greater number of knights and soldiers blocked my path than I had expected.

I had no choice but to swing my sword, spraying blood everywhere.

“Eek!”

“Run away!”

Even those who had been rushing in with full confidence changed their minds and ran away when they saw the men in front of them dying.

I didn’t chase those guys on purpose.

All I could do was throw some words of encouragement behind the fleeing men.

“Okay, go. The one who survives is the winner. Run away, you little shits!”

The powerful ones had already been ordered to go to the Night Sky Castle in the room where I was sleeping, so the ones left were worthless.

There were no ones who could use auras, and no one who could use sophisticated sword techniques.

Despite my warnings, those who blocked my way simply stabbed and cut me to death without even using their internal energy.

The place we arrived at was a building that looked like a temple, but it seemed like it hadn’t been completed, as construction materials were scattered around.

“Don’t let him in! Stop him here!”

“Goddess Ketel is with us!”

“Wow!”

Chomp!

“Get out of the way, you holy bastards.”

“… … .”

As we cleared away the men blocking the door and entered the temple, a large statue of a goddess looking down benevolently came into view.

The Baron of Barranquilla was seen kneeling before her and praying pitifully.

Was that guy really that faithful?

“Ketel! You are a cursed black magic user! Please punish me!”

“… … I’m shivering with fear.”

I guess they thought I was a black magic user and ran away here.

Chaechang!

Some of the knights guarding the area saw me and drew their swords.

I raised my hand to calm them down.

“Friends, just wait a minute.”

I closed the temple door and dragged in a long chair used for worship to block the door.

“Hey! What are you doing!”

The warrior of justice, who did not want to just sit back and watch, rushed in shouting.

I avoided the sword by moving slightly to the side without even looking back.

Bam!

The guy who was aiming for my heart was pinned to the black chair, and I roundhouse kicked him and hit his jaw.

Bam!

“Crack… … .”

The bastard’s eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.

“Tsk. I told you to wait a moment.”

“… … .”

I clicked my tongue and moved the chair, grumbling.

“It’s almost done, so just wait a little bit. Don’t be so impatient, okay?”

“… … .”

I pushed three long chairs in to block the door, then turned around with a satisfied heart.

“Okay, that’s enough. Now let’s have some quality time together.”

I wiggled my hand.

“Come on, hurry up and jump in. Let’s let the goddess watch the fight.”

The guys exchanged glances, then all rushed at me.

One of them ran towards me with what looked like a water bottle and sprayed it at me.

Chomp!

“Taste the holy water, you devil!”

Thud.

I blinked after getting hit in the face with holy water.

“… … No, this kid?”

Then one of them muttered a prayer and swung his sword at me.

“Ketel, who destroys evil. A black magician who wields evil powers is before me. Please grant me the strength to defeat evil.”

It definitely worked.

I was so dumbfounded that I was momentarily dumbfounded.

“… … I’m the devil?”

visor!

I shouted, deflecting the sword.

“You idiots! It’s not black magic! It’s martial arts!”

“Shut up! You dirty devil follower!”

“Go lick the devil’s feet!”

I kicked away the Ketel follower who was rushing towards me and shouted.

“Oh, I’m so pissed. Since when have you been so faithful? You kept your mouth shut when the Baron killed me, but now that it looks like you’re going to die, you suddenly feel wronged? Do you have a conscience?”

“Shut up, you devil!”

“Ketel, do not let the words of that wicked devil deceive you.”

“Ha, really.”

A fire rose in my chest and I vented my anger on the statue of the goddess looking at me.

“Ketel! Shit, those bastards tried to kill me! Give me the courage to kill these shameless devils!”

I carried the protection of the goddess Ketel on my back and cut down the fake believers one by one, sprinkling holy water and muttering prayers.

After I had beaten them all to death, I raised my hand and shouted.

“Hahaha! Goddess Ketel is with me!”

Even though I had finished clearing out all the men, the Baron was busy praying to the statue of the goddess as if he couldn’t hear anything.

I kicked the sword that had fallen on my feet with my foot, then kicked the head.

Wedge! Bam!

The black, benevolent goddess statue that hit my foot and flew away was embedded in my chest.

“Eww!”

Only then did the Baron startle and fall asleep.

I walked up to the Baron and said:

“Baron. What are we going to do? Now it’s just the two of us.”

The Baron swung his fists and argued with the goddess.

“Ketel, why have you put me through such trials! Have you truly abandoned me?”

I kicked that baron in the face.

puck!

“Ugh!”

“This kid. How dare he disrespect our Lord Ketel.”

The Baron curled up like a bug.

I walked up to him, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up.

“Baron. I am not a trial sent by the Goddess, but a perfectly natural result of your greed. Do not blame our Goddess.”

“Hey, let go of this!”

“Do you still want this dagger?”

I took out my dagger and waved it before his eyes.

“… … !”

Even in this situation, his greedy eyes held onto the dagger and did not let go.

Those eyes looked like they were looking at an addict trapped in the swamp of gambling.

I was disgusted by his appearance so I slapped him in the face.

Crack!

“Ugh!”

I asked the Baron, who had been struck in the face and knocked out.

“Baron, let me ask you something. What do you plan to do with the legacy of Oposus?”

The Baron sat up abruptly and glared at me.

“Are you asking because you don’t know that now?”

“I don’t know, so I’m asking. How would I know what’s in your head?”

“You ignorant fool. You don’t seem to understand what it means to claim the legacy of Oposis. It means gaining immense power, the power to rule the world as you wish! No one will ever be able to ignore me again!”

I asked, picking my ears.

“What are you talking about? Aren’t you a noble? Who would ignore you?”

“Who are they? Those high-ranking nobles in the center. They don’t even treat barons from the outskirts of the provinces, whose names I don’t even know, like people. I’ll show them. I’ll make sure they never look down on me, Lucas Barranquilla, again!”

“… … .”

It was pathetic.

He himself looked down on the commoners and said they were lowly.

What to do with this mass of contradictions?

At that moment, a thumping sound came from the blocked door.

-Your Majesty! Are you inside?

A color appeared on the lord’s face.

“… … ! Yeah! Come in right now and kill this guy—”

He kicked the Baron in the stomach as he was trying to run towards the door.

“Cough!”

I approached the Baron, who was coughing and drooling, his sword drawn.

The bastard’s face was colored with fear.

“Sir, no way.”

“No way.”

“You want to kill me? A nobleman like me?”

“There’s no reason I can’t kill you.”

“What? Are you serious?”

I walked towards him without saying a word.

The Baron sat down and stepped back on his haunches.

“Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Are you planning to turn the entire Blake Kingdom into your enemy?”

“… … .”

“How dare a lowly commoner kill a noble. This is impossible. Don’t you know what happens when you kill a noble?”

“… … .”

“I will send a knight directly from the kingdom to take your life!”

I kicked the Baron in the chest, then raised my foot to keep him from getting up.

“Ugh! Stop! Stop it!”

The Baron was struggling on the ground.

I raised my sword without saying a word.

“Oh, no!”

The Baron shut his eyes tightly.

The black one fell down without any delay.

Kwak!

“… … .”

The Baron slowly opened his eyes.

“… … ?”

A sword was stuck next to his ear.

“baron.”

I looked into his eyes and said.

“Live a good life. Forget about daggers. Do you understand?”

“… … .”

“If you don’t like it, then don’t say anything.”

I grabbed the sword’s handle again.

“Oh, I get it! Don’t forget it! I won’t even think about it!”

“Right.”

I patted the Baron’s pudgy cheek, turned around, and walked toward the door.

No matter how I think about it, it’s a problem that doesn’t make sense.

This is fancy enough.

The rumor that a new dagger master has appeared will spread far and wide, and they will not pursue Hans.

I just need to aim my dagger, kill the guys who flock in, and find a way to return to the Kingdom of Maia.

That’s enough.

Turning a country into an enemy.

Oh my. Just thinking about it is terrifying.

-Your Majesty! Are you safe?

As I walked to the door that was thumping loudly, my eyes caught sight of a sword stuck in a long chair.

The sword that the guy who had surprised me while I was blocking the door earlier had stabbed into the chair instead of my heart.

“… … .”

I stared at the sword in silence for a moment… … .

He pulled out his sword and threw it at the Baron, who was raising his body.

Wedge!

The sword flew away and lodged itself in the Baron’s neck.

The Baron’s eyes widened.

“why…….”

dump.

I muttered while looking at the baron.

“No matter how much I think about it, I don’t like it.”