A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 124



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Episode 124. An Unexpected Invitation

“That’s what happened.”

Bok-sil, who unilaterally notified Kyung that it had happened like that.

To him, I had no choice but to say this.

“What the hell is going on? You crazy bastard.”

I would have liked to congratulate Bok-sil for developing the virtue of shamelessness, but the circumstances were not favorable.

Bok-sil said with a shameless face that didn’t change an inch.

“You didn’t tell me. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”

This guy has gotten to the point where he only listens to what he wants to hear.

“That was if you went berserk, Bok-sil. What would happen if you went berserk with that guy?”

Kkwarung!

“Kryaaaak!”

Bok-sil glanced behind her, where everything was flashing noisily, and shrugged her shoulders.

“I didn’t know it would happen like that.”

“… … .”

I also didn’t expect this situation, so I was hesitant to say anything to Bok-sil.

Who would have thought that that guy would suddenly snatch the demon sword and go berserk?

Even his master wouldn’t have known. Look at him. His eyes are wide open.

Apart from that, things weren’t going well.

I think it was Leonal. That knight was stronger, so he looked several times more powerful than when Wolfgang went berserk.

I looked around the stadium.

I could see the expressions of people who were very frightened. I could also hear them screaming.

There are a lot of people. If we leave it like this, a truly unprecedented disaster will occur.

As if he had noticed that the situation was serious, the royal knight Aaron, who was also the referee and host, approached.

“Sir Lionel, can you hear me? Please calm down… … .”

bang!

Aaron flew at full speed and crashed into the side of the stadium.

It was a blow from the sword wielded by Lionel, who was possessed by Vlad.

-Gyaaaah!

Surprised screams rose from all around.

“… … .”

It was a tremendous destructive force.

No, it looks like you just swung it roughly, but why is it so strong?

Even if we fought while I was still healthy, I didn’t think I would be able to win easily.

When Vlad joined in, what was this? There was no answer.

An ominous aura hung over the sky.

I lifted my blindfold and looked up at the sky, and before I knew it, the entire sky above the stadium was covered in dark clouds.

Kkwarung! Kkwarung!

Red lightning struck the magic sword like crazy.

“Khaaaaak!”

It was like watching a scene from a nightmare.

Disaster was coming.

“… … This is driving me crazy.”

Whatever.

Cheonma expressed his feelings in one word calmly.

[It’s noisy.]

The tone was completely devoid of any sense of seriousness.

[It is rare to find someone who is truly strong despite being noisy.]

“You look so strong?”

[You are weak.]

At this time, Leonel, who had blown away Aaron, lowered his sword halfway as if he had finished charging.

It was a sword covered in crackling red lightning.

But, that direction was where I was.

“… … Huh?”

Cheonma laughed quietly.

[I guess you like it.]

“No, that’s not it. It must have been Bok-sil who pointed out the point, not me.”

Just in case, I slowly moved to the side, leaving Bok-sil in the way.

The tip of his sword followed me straight ahead.

A sigh came out naturally.

“No, why am I… … .”

[Why? Are you seriously asking?]

“What did I do wrong?”

[Haven’t you been squeezing and beating him like a dog many times?]

“No, you’re so narrow-minded. With that as all you have?”

[… … .]

There was no room for further chatter.

“Khaak!”

The bastard ran straight towards me.

“My lord! Get out of here!”

These damn black knights were only busy taking care of their lord.

I want you to take care of me too, you heartless bastards.

When I saw Bok-sil mixed in with them, I couldn’t help but be amazed.

“Hey… that kid.”

Bok-sil’s eyes seemed to be telling me this.

‘What do you want me to do? I’m bare-handed right now.’

I shot a glare at the road.

‘Shut up, you son of a bitch.’

Oh, come to think of it, my eyes were covered.

Damn it. Nothing works. Are you saying you can’t even give me a proper swear word?

“Ashban-kong! Here you come!”

In the end, the only one who stayed by his side with his sword drawn was Sir Ashley.

“Kaaaah!”

He reached the end of the stage in the blink of an eye.

The moment he jumped up and was about to swing his sword down.

Zzz! Zzz!

A pillar of ice grew in an instant and swallowed the bastard.

Vlad, who had been running wild, was left frozen in midair.

“… … .”

A sudden silence.

In the midst of the chilly air, I suddenly noticed a man standing next to me.

“Phew… … .”

A man with gray hair exhaling smoke even though it wasn’t winter.

He was holding a sword as blue as a glacier, and his pale face, as white as snow, was impressive.

Still, he looked more like a statue carved from ice than a living person.

“I froze it for now.”

The voice that flowed out along with the white breath was also extremely cold.

I looked back and forth between the knight with the twin swords trapped in the ice and the knight of the cold standing next to him and asked.

“… … Dead?”

“Not yet.”

The cold cold looked at the knight trapped in the ice and said.

“Is there a way to stop the rampage?”

“Yes.”

“Something.”

“Just kill him.”

“Not that one.”

“Just put down the sword.”

The bitter cold looked at me.

“Is that really okay?”

“Yes.”

“It’s simple.”

“It’s not simple.”

Hokhan immediately raised his sword diagonally towards the sky and drew it.

Kookung!

Then a corner of the ice fell off… … .

Ring!

Vlad fell.

The creature trembled, hissing indignantly among the broken pieces of ice.

I didn’t even want to deal with the guy, so I kicked the sword with my foot.

Of course, that direction was the direction where our brave black knights surrounded the Black Prince in several layers.

“Wh, what are you doing!”

“Get out of here!”

Bok-sil jumped out from among the terrified men and grabbed Vlad.

Then he immediately sealed it inside the scabbard.

The buzzing sound gradually died down.

The cold cold that confirmed it looked at me, as if to say, “Is it okay now?”

I nodded, and only then did Hokhan put the blue sword he was loosely holding back into its scabbard.

Jeez… … Jeez!

Then the ice shattered and Sir Leonil fell through it.

Hokhan, who was watching the scene, muttered softly.

“Aaron.”

Then Aaron appeared from somewhere and caught the falling knight.

He seemed to have been beaten by Vlad and thrown to the side of the stadium, but he was now in good health, holding Lord Leonil in his arms.

I muttered without realizing it.

“No, are you okay?”

Aaron looked at me, even though I didn’t mean for him to hear it.

“I was lucky.”

“… … I don’t think it’s just luck.”

The cold instructed Aaron.

“Give it back to the prince.”

“yes.”

Aaron immediately picked up Sir Lionel and walked to the other side of the stadium.

As I was watching that scene, I felt an intense gaze.

When I looked, the bitter cold was staring at me.

“… …What are you looking at?”

Then, Hokhan tilted his head slightly to one side and asked.

“Can you see me?”

“Can’t you see, then?”

“how?”

“In the mind’s eye.”

“… … I see.”

The cold, who had simply been convinced, suddenly said something unexpected.

“When this is over, would you like a cup of tea?”

It was such a sudden statement, so I looked at him for a moment before answering.

“where?”

“At my mansion.”

“… … .”

A sudden invitation?

This was a bit embarrassing even for me.

As I hesitated to answer, Hokhan asked.

“Does that mean it’s good?”

I answered in an absurd tone.

“You didn’t say anything?”

“Silence is usually interpreted as affirmation.”

“Is that so?”

“yes.”

“aha.”

“so?”

I remained silent.

“Does that mean it’s good?”

“maybe.”

After finally receiving the definitive answer, Hokhan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and created a faint smile.

“… … Don’t expect it.”

Then he turned around and started walking away somewhere.

I got goosebumps all over my body when I saw him laugh awkwardly.

It was as if the statue I was looking at suddenly looked at me and raised the corners of its mouth. It was creepy.

I said to Sir Ashley, who was standing next to me, as I ran my goosebumps down my arm.

“Hey man… did you see that guy laughing just now?”

“… … .”

Ashley was looking at me with wide eyes.

Looking around, not only the Black Prince but also the other knights could not help but look astonished.

“… … Ashvanduke.”

“hmm?”

“Did you just receive an invitation from the Knight of the Cold?”

I answered, scratching my cheek.

“I think so?”

“Uh… no… that… uh… that’s, well… … .”

Sir Ashley was gaping, unable to utter a single word.

Do you want to go together?

I tilted my head and looked at her, then asked.

“Would you like to go together?”

“Yes? Me, me? T, t, is that okay?”

“What can’t be done?”

“omg…….”

Sir Ashley covered my mouth with his hand.

“Don’t hate me.”

“Oh, no. Let’s go together.”

Bok-sil, who had come closer without me knowing, shamelessly intervened.

“me too.”

“What are you?”

“Please include me too.”

“What are you?”

Sir Ashley showed his determination to stay by their side until the end and fight together.

This guy was a nasty guy who ran away without a moment’s hesitation.

Bok-sil Kyeong-eun closed her mouth for a moment at my question and searched for words.

“… … .”

This kid. Why is he so annoying?

It seemed like something had awakened since he became Vlad’s master.

Awakened Bok-sil? It’s too much to handle.

The annoying Bok-sil pointed to my waist and said.

“The last of the ninth and greatest swords of Oposis.”

“… … ?”

“I still have a lot to learn, so I would like to hear some advice from him. As a junior, from a senior.”

“… … .”

I looked at Bok-sil with displeasure… but since I didn’t know how to say no, I just stared at her quietly.

Bok-sil interpreted my silence.

“That must mean positive things.”

“… … .”

So I saved two comrades from storming into the freezing mansion.

* * *

But there was no time to talk about such good fortune.

Whether it’s an invitation or something else, it’s a story that can only be told if you win first.

Come to think of it, the cold weather has already passed away, saying such idle things, even though the game hasn’t even started halfway yet.

Are you that confident that the Black Prince will win?

Then why did you send three royal knights to the First Prince’s side?

Shit. I don’t know.

For now, I decided to focus on the game.

So somehow the third match ended.

Although Bok-sil surrendered, the other side also came down from the stage, so both were recorded as defeats.

A draw with no winners and only losers.

Let’s summarize the results of the game so far…

3 to 2.

Of course we were 2.

The remaining knights are eight against seven.

Of course, there were seven of us.

… … It wasn’t a favorable situation. But at the same time, it was still a situation worth trying.

After that, the game continued quickly.

This time, our brave Black Knights, who had been quietly burning with enthusiasm, stepped forward.

They did quite well, perhaps because they were impressed by the previous matches… … .

It was a process, and the results weren’t very good.

The five Black Knights went out and played a total of six matches, only earning two valuable wins.

The first two Black Knights were defeated, and Sir Smith went out to break the losing streak and barely managed to secure a victory.

In the process, he suffered a serious injury and lost the next match.

After losing another game in a row, Max went out for the final time and successfully took out one of his opponent’s knights with a donggui-ejin.

Of course, he couldn’t continue the game due to the injury he suffered during the process.

“Quickly to the waiting room!”

“yes!”

I stared blankly at Sir Max as he was carried out on a stretcher.

It wasn’t that the Black Knights were weak, but rather that the knights of the First Prince were too strong.

… … Where did they bring such monsters from?

The result was 8 to 4.

Rather than narrowing the gap from 3 to 2, it widened further.

The remaining knights are six against two.

A situation where Sir Ashley and I have to defeat six knights.

Even three of those six are royal knights.

I sighed involuntarily.

“… … This is too heavy on my shoulders.”

The area under the Black Prince’s eyes was rotting away and turning black.

I’m not sure if I’ll suddenly collapse like that.

I wonder if I can hold out until the end of the game.

He looked this way and said.

“Sir Ashley.”

“yes!”

She answered cheerfully and jumped up from her seat.

Then he spoke to me with a solemn face.

“Your Majesty Ashvan. Don’t worry. I will do my best. Even if it means dying.”

But I’m not a weak man enough to be comforted by her.

A loser who pretends to be strong even though he’s about to die. That’s me.

I tried to keep a relaxed attitude and answered like this.

“Sir Ashley, don’t worry and just go out and come back. I’ll take care of the rest.”

“… … .”

Ashley stood and looked at me for a moment, as if she was deeply impressed by what I said.

“Your voice is shaking a little.”

“It’s my imagination.”

“yes.”

Sir Ashley strode up to the Black Prince, made the same reassuring remarks he had made to me, and then quickly climbed up onto the platform.

While looking at her back as she advanced so bravely, Cheonma said something unexpected.

[Disciple.]

“Yes, Master.”

[Tell that blond guy something.]

“… … What? What?”

Cheonma continued speaking.

“… … ? Is that all?”

[okay.]

Even I found Cheonma’s advice strange to hear.

But I decided to tell you anyway.

“Sir Ashley.”

Sir Ashley, who had just stepped onto the stage, looked back at me.

I passed on Cheonma’s advice to her.

“Is the flash the only child of the explosion?”

Ashley looked at me with a face like, “What the hell are you talking about?”

But I said nothing more, and Ashley nodded and turned away.

I looked at Ashley’s back and her flowing golden hair heading towards the center of the stadium and thought about the sound of the Heavenly Horse’s bark.