A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 150



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Episode 150. Blue Ice Flower Covered in Moonlight

I closed my eyes for a moment and then opened them.

Still, the scenery before my eyes remained the same.

I look at the bitter cold with eyes that have sunken more calmly than ever before… … .

I gave him an apple.

“I’m sorry.”

“… … .”

The cold weather was so severe that I turned my back and stared blankly at the tragedy that had occurred in my garden.

I spoke to the unresponsive back of his head.

“I know I decided not to use my internal energy- no, mana. I had an epiphany while clashing swords, and before I knew it, I just… … .”

“… … .”

A long sword mark, following the bitter cold, ran diagonally across the garden.

It was a smooth, sharp scar, as if a giant had swung a sharp sword.

I don’t know if it’s just that.

It didn’t stop there, but dazzlingly beautiful ice flowers bloomed from the wounds carved into the ground, freezing the surrounding area.

Even it was in progress.

Card grab.

The flowers made of ice grew well, feeding on the moonlight.

The flowers that were blooming in various colors in the garden were all frozen blue, their vitality drained by the nutrients from the ice flowers.

In short, a giant ice flower was engulfing the frigid garden.

I guessed that perhaps the bitter cold had tried to block my full moon by hastily drawing up my mana, and that was when the disaster occurred.

It looks like ice and full moon go together quite well.

Even though I withdrew my strength, it clung to me and grew so fast.

I chose my words awkwardly.

“That’s… cool and nice. It’s also cool.”

“… … .”

“A flower made of ice. How wonderful. It can’t even be compared to snow flowers. Now it’s like a garden in the middle of winter. Haha… … .”

“… … .”

“It was a bit boring because it was made up of only flowers. It would have been nice to have an ice sculpture too.”

The bitter cold was silent.

Just standing there blankly.

Now that I look at it, the shoulder part was completely torn.

One end of the thong was cut, and the area around it was stained red.

“… … .”

I felt embarrassed for no reason, so I muttered nonsense to the back of his head.

“Hey, it’s growing taller. Will it reach the sky? Haha… … .”

While I was talking, my legs gave out and I collapsed to the ground.

“Oh my.”

That was because more than half of my internal energy was lost with just one sword strike.

I felt weak all over and a little dizzy.

“You devil!”

I looked in the direction where the sound had come from and, sure enough, Linda was running towards me.

It’s hard to control your body because it’s just after the full moon has bloomed.

I held out my palm and warned with a serious expression.

“Stop.”

Linda, who took my warning as a joke, ran over and threw a body punch at me.

“You devil!”

puck!

“100 million.”

Linda trampled me down and asked how I was doing.

“Devil, are you okay?”

“……no.”

I was lying sprawled out on Linda… … .

Then Walpole, Ashley, and Boksil approached.

“Excuse me, are you okay?”

I said, pointing to Linda, who was biting my ear.

“… …Take this guy away from me.”

“Oh, yes.”

Why is this little shit biting my ear while asking if I’m okay?

Only after Walpole came over and scooped Linda up in a hug did I take Ashley’s hand and get up from my seat.

Bok-sil came and asked.

“Are you okay?”

I replied curtly.

“Does this look okay?”

Bok-sil glanced at me and replied.

“Your side seems okay. I don’t know about that side.”

As I followed Bok-sil’s gaze and saw the endlessly growing, blue ice flowers, my heart became complicated.

As I stumbled slightly, Ashley quickly helped me up.

I muttered as I was supported by Ashley.

“Fuck. What the hell is that… … .”

Cheonma said with a low smile.

[The two of you created a new season.]

“Master. Why does it keep growing? What’s the principle?”

[The moonlight of the full moon that you made spread across the ground, and on top of that, that guy’s ice flower seems to have been planted.]

“… … My moonlight became fertilizer?”

It was somehow dazzlingly beautiful.

It was by absorbing the moonlight of the full moon that it showed off such an elegant appearance.

[That’s right. The amount of internal energy that went in was not small, so it will probably grow a lot more.]

“Crazy… … Then what is that flower?”

[It seems like that guy had his own secret weapon. He took it out in a hurry to block out your moonlight. It seems like that guy didn’t expect this situation.]

Is the bitter cold a beautiful ice flower?

At first glance, it seemed like it didn’t really fit his blunt personality, but when I thought about it, I realized that he was the owner of this garden filled with gorgeous flowers.

Even managing it directly.

When I thought about it that way, it wasn’t so strange after all.

So, those giant ice flowers were a collaboration between me and the cold.

But it would be a stretch to say that it was the cold’s fault.

Because I was the one who broke the promise and suddenly used my internal energy.

The bitter cold forced him to use mana to stop it.

“… … .”

The cold still stood there in a daze, looking at the garden being eaten by ice flowers.

It looks like the shock is quite big.

I looked at the back of his head and called out carefully.

“I, Sir Sulkov.”

“… … .”

“The Master said. This is a collaboration between me and you. Let’s make this a commemoration of the moment when our blades sparkled together. Haha… … .”

Only then did the bitter cold return.

“until when.”

“huh?”

“How long did you say it would grow?”

“Uh… I heard that the amount of internal energy invested – no, the amount of mana invested – is so large that it will grow even more in the future.”

“… … .”

The bitter cold squeezed my eyes shut.

“Phew… … .”

The cold, smoky breath came out with a sigh and dispersed into the air.

… … That guy is sighing too. It’s the first time I’ve seen him.

“This is difficult.”

I thought he would be angry, but his tone was surprisingly calm.

His expression was as expressionless as before, but his eyes looked quite sorrowful.

… … Maybe it’s my mood.

I assumed that his anger had subsided and asked him cautiously.

“I, Sir Sulkov.”

“what.”

“It’s a sword. Can I hold it?”

The cold eyes became as cold as a storm carrying a blizzard.

“Will it work?”

“Oh, no, that’s not it. Haha… … .”

Your guess was wrong.

It was right to be angry.

“… … .”

The bitter cold glared at me.

My mouth is completely dry.

Because the cold was holding a wooden sword that had suddenly turned cold and frozen.

It was not a wooden sword, but rather a single, sharp ice sword.

If we move one bit, we’ll all freeze to death here.

The cold stared at me silently for a long time, then blurted out a sharp, sharp word.

It was a word that seemed to have been barely pulled out from within.

“……why.”

My heart trembled at the murderous intent that flew like an arrow from the bitter cold.

This guy wasn’t the type to scatter his weapons indiscriminately, but to target one and slam them down like a harpoon.

But even though they weren’t directly hit by the bullet, the guys nearby felt the aftereffects and their bodies froze.

“Ugh… … .”

Linda hid behind me, shivering.

Lord Walpole muttered in a slightly trembling voice.

“Oh, are you planning to kill us?”

Bok-sil whispered something in my ear urgently.

“Try something!”

Sir Ashley, who would normally have stood up with his sword in hand, also gave his opinion urgently.

“If Lord Ashvan sincerely apologizes, won’t you accept it?”

I accepted that opinion and tried to make a poor excuse.

“That, Sir Sulkov. I didn’t know it would be like this.”

I was sincere.

Sometimes, enlightenment is something that comes quickly like spring rain that is not announced and comes without warning, like a thief that is not affected by the weather.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that.”

The bitter cold snow has softened slightly.

“But if you think about it, Kyung also has some responsibility… … .”

I corrected my words as I looked into his eyes, which were becoming frighteningly cold again.

“… … None. Haha, none. It’s all my fault. It’s my sole crime. I’m sorry.”

I said sorry twice in an instant.

Was I this good at apologizing?

I was no different from the cold, crushing death that was creeping upon me.

“… … .”

The cold sighed deeply once again and looked at me.

“Okay. Can you grant me one favor?”

It felt like they were going to kill me on the spot if I didn’t grant their request.

“Let me just say it.”

“I understand that His Majesty has asked you for something.”

“right.”

The old king asked me to become the Black Prince’s knight.

A free article, not a subordinate article.

“Given Your Majesty’s personality, it probably wasn’t such an unreasonable request. Will you grant it?”

Since I was reviewing it positively anyway, I nodded quickly.

“I guess so.”

It is definitely not something that is done to avoid a crisis.

It is because I was moved by the old king’s sincere request. It is true.

“Your Majesty, there is not much time left. If possible, please do it as soon as possible.”

I looked at him with serious eyes.

“I will implement it as soon as I get back.”

Only then did Hokhan slowly nod his head as if he was satisfied.

The knights beside him breathed a sigh of relief.

Bok-sil patted my shoulder as if to say I did a good job.

I suddenly asked the knight in the cold with his sword hanging down something I was curious about.

“Lord Sulkov.”

“Something.”

“Now that the former king has stepped down from the throne, shouldn’t you go to the Black Prince?”

As far as I know, royal knights like Luthier of the Quick Sword, Victor of the Silent, and Vandyke of the Iron Cage are all members of the newly established Royal Knights of the Black Prince.

Why is Hakhan spending his time here alone and leisurely?

The knight of the cold answered in a quiet tone.

“You are the one who gave me, a worthless person, a chance. I will protect Your Majesty’s end.”

He declared in a solemn tone.

“This is my chivalry. It is the least courtesy I can show to my lord whom I have served my entire life.”

I looked at the knight of the cold who said he would watch over his lord’s deathbed.

He was a knight.

A knight who is very cold and hard like ice, but is equally upright.

A noble and spirited knight.

The moonlight-covered, blue ice flowers growing dazzlingly behind him seemed to represent his loyalty.

Yes. This was the true kingdom of knights, the Kingdom of Blake.

I nodded in respect to the honorable knight, the knight of the cold, who lived his life solely as himself.

“I see.”

The bitter cold looked at me.

“Is there anything left to do?”

He shook his head.

“Or else, just leave. I have to clean up after myself.”

“… … .”

The knight in the bitter cold, who was putting on the gloves he had taken off, was soon turning into a cold gardener.

The bitter cold was still staring at us, so we had no choice but to greet each other on the back of the head and then head to the carriage.

It was a carriage that left as if it was just escaping, but it made me think a lot.

I looked out the window and thought over and over again… … .

Fell asleep.

It was because I was extremely tired, perhaps because I had poured all my energy into it.

* * *

As soon as I returned, as promised to the Great Cold, I relayed the news to the Black Prince.

So, this sly guy immediately scheduled the knighthood ceremony for three days later to prevent him from gambling.

… … This annoying kid. Was he really this quick at getting things done?

He was a guy who was slow at preparing his teleportation magic circle, but was incredibly fast at this.

Aren’t you busy these days?

Until then, I had been busy practicing every day.

Although he had unexpectedly reached the realm of the full moon, it was still a bit lacking in terms of conquering it.

If you can conquer the realm of the full moon, you will finally be able to achieve great success in the Night Sky Seongwolgong… … .

I was finally able to learn new martial arts from Cheonma.

Thinking like that, I couldn’t help but become incredibly absorbed in my training.

Cheonma was clearly a martial art suitable for beginners, created by Yacheonseongwolgong when he was bored while looking at the night sky.

So what exactly is this new martial art? How wonderful and beautiful is it?

What great natural providence was captured and created?

How did he recreate it as a martial art with Cheonma’s unique perspective and genius sense?

Just thinking about it made my heart race.

[… … .]

As I was so absorbed in my training, the day before my knighthood was just around the corner.

“Ashvan.”

Before I knew it, I was visited by a stray cat that had been streaming in through the window like moonlight.

“Can you come with me?”

I asked back in a hazy voice as I was in the middle of eating breakfast.

“Where?”

Shushuruta answered.

“To the inspiration.”