A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 155



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Episode 155. Farewell

The Black Prince suddenly looked at me with an expression as if asking what nonsense I was talking about.

“……what?”

“Has your Majesty gone deaf? I told you that I will return home tomorrow using the teleportation magic circle.”

The Black Prince looked at me for a moment, then shook his head.

“Not yet.”

“What’s wrong? All the court magicians were already drafted.”

The Black Prince narrowed his eyes.

“… … Where did you hear that information?”

“I heard it somewhere good. Does it matter now?”

The Black Prince sighed.

“Do you think teleportation magic is some kind of village ritual? Teleportation magic is an incredibly complex and sophisticated magic. There are over twenty magicians involved, and the balance between them is also very important.”

“hmm.”

“We’re still trying to figure out the sum. Tomorrow is impossible.”

He was a black prince who spoke decisively and to the point.

I replied, recalling what I had heard from Saul.

“Ultimately, the more unstable it is, the greater the margin of error.”

“yes.”

“I will take responsibility.”

“……what?”

The Black Prince looked at me like I was crazy.

“I’ll take care of it. I won’t die from falling into a dangerous place. After all, there’s only a positional error. There won’t be any misfortunes like falling into another world or getting stuck in space and dying, right? That’s why the complicated magic circle exists.”

“… … .”

The Black Prince stared at me silently.

He had an expression on his face like he was wondering where the hell he had picked up this stuff.

I am also the secret disciple of the Red Witch. Although I cannot use magic, the knowledge I have gleaned from others’ shoulders is so useful.

The Black Prince glared at me as if he was going to kill me… … .

Eventually, I lost my temper and ruffled my hair roughly.

“What the heck… … . I was just trying to get some rest after a long time.”

“I’ll go and rest.”

The Black Prince muttered a curse, turned around, and left the banquet hall.

“… … That damn country bumpkin.”

So, the Black Prince left the banquet hall as soon as he entered it.

Sir Smith, who followed the Black Prince like a shadow, nodded briefly at me and immediately followed him out.

Bok-sil, who got a job as the Black Prince’s second shadow, briefly greeted the Black Prince after leaving him alone for a while.

“Then. Are you going tomorrow?”

“That’s what it is.”

“Your departure is as sudden as your arrival. It’s just like you.”

“Don’t worry. Are you worthy of being the Black Prince’s shadow?”

“It’s not easy, but it’s rewarding.”

“I see.”

“exactly.”

Bok-sil looked at me for a moment and then bowed her head.

“Thank you.”

“what?”

“Everything.”

“… … .”

“I’ll keep Vlad in my care for a while, so you can take him whenever you need him.”

I had no intention of taking it back, but I said it to remind you not to slack off in your training.

“Bok-sil is a gentleman.”

“I’m listening.”

“Train yourself to the point where you can defend your current position whenever you want. You are still significantly lacking compared to other members of the Royal Knights.”

Bok-sil nodded.

“I will keep this in mind.”

We exchanged glances for a moment.

“then.”

Bok-sil quickly followed her workaholic master out of the banquet hall.

The men’s farewell speeches were usually this indifferent and brief.

As I was looking at Bok-sil’s back for a moment, Hans came up to me and spoke to me.

It seems he was watching the conversation with the Black Prince.

“Are you leaving tomorrow?”

“Yes. It just so happened.”

“What a shame. Joey will be sad.”

Following Hans’ gaze, he soon found Joy playing with Shushuruta and Linda.

If those three had been together before, they might have decided to become assassins who dealt with poison instead of knights.

We watched them play in silence for a while.

“Let’s keep it a secret from Joy.”

“That sounds good.”

Hans looked at the sword hanging from my waist.

“Do you like black?”

“Yes, it was cool.”

I gently pulled out the sword on my waist with my thumb and checked its surface.

Sling-

The silvery surface of the sword reflected light like cold ice.

“But it’s so shiny. Is it made of silver?”

Hans chuckled.

“As expected, you know. I heard that Maia carries a silver sword because she has many demons? I tried making it by mixing silver.”

“Oh.”

This sword was more expensive than I thought.

Only knights carried silver swords, while mercenary scoundrels like me would either use silver on the surface of the sword, or not even use it at all.

The reason for using a silver sword is simple.

I don’t know why, but it’s because demons are vulnerable to silver.

Anyway, I received a precious gift.

Click.

I put the sword back in its scabbard and said.

“I will use it well. I will be careful not to break it.”

Hans said in a nonchalant tone.

“Swords are bound to break if you use them. Don’t worry about it. If they break, I’ll make you a new one.”

“yes.”

“Are you coming back? Someday.”

I nodded.

“Yes. Someday.”

Hans smiled.

“Someday. Okay, that’s fine.”

We stood side by side and watched Joey and Linda chase each other.

* * *

Where did you hear that?

They say that the way to look at something in a new light is to look at it as if it were your last.

The place I am currently at is the upper floor balcony overlooking the entire banquet hall.

I’m looking around the banquet hall, leaning against the railing, sipping on some kind of tangy drink.

I looked around the banquet hall as if it were my last time… … .

Then, suddenly, I was the main character of this noisy banquet hall. All these people had gathered around me.

Maybe that’s why there were quite a few familiar faces.

Everywhere I looked, I saw faces I knew, drinking drinks and chatting with each other.

On one hand, unfamiliar faces were interacting with bright expressions.

What would have happened if I had lost the final battle?

I felt fortunate to have people like the Baron of Barranquilla braggarting and showing off instead of the people here.

“Ashban Gong.”

When I suddenly turned around to hear a voice calling me, there was a familiar face.

“Your Majesty.”

Count Hermann Stavanger looked at me with his characteristically kind smile.

“I feel better now.”

“Well, I am. I am very strong. Is your Count’s injury okay?”

The count laughed playfully.

“I guess it’s because I’m getting older. It still hurts a little.”

“Oh, like that.”

“Would you like some?”

I gladly accepted the glass the Count offered and tasted it.

“… … Knock, knock!”

It was a terrible solo.

The count laughed heartily.

“No, Count. Suddenly, an attempt at poisoning.”

“Your appetite is still young. Unlike your swordsmanship, which is sharp for your age.”

“I am still young, Count.”

Cheonma was picking on me.

[I guess he’s twenty-eight.]

The count said, lifting his glass slightly.

“Congratulations on becoming a knight, Lord Ashvan.”

“No problem.”

At that moment, there was a voice interrupted by the sound of footsteps.

“My lord, from now on you should call me Lord Ashvan, not Lord Ashvan.”

These were also welcoming faces.

From Lord Walpole to Lord Curtis and Lord Schneider.

They were walking side by side, wearing fancy clothes.

I greeted them warmly.

“Who is this? The Three Musketeers are all gathered.”

Curtis said with a laugh.

“Congratulations, Demon Knight Sir Ashvan.”

Schneider continued, his expression softening even more.

“I’ll give you a discount.”

“Three consecutive congratulations? This is it. I don’t know what to say.”

The Count and the Three Musketeers laughed.

I offered my glass to Lord Walpole, who was absent from the procession of congratulatory remarks because I had congratulated him in advance.

“Lord Walpole. Drink this.”

“What is it?”

“Our Count himself gave it to me. I thought it was an honor.”

“Oh. Thank you.”

We laughed as we watched Walpole snicker.

Walpole, who had been mumbling for a while, looked at me with resentful eyes.

“No, Lord Ashvan. Suddenly poisoning.”

Did this guy get dyed after being with me for so long?

It was Walpole who said the same thing as me.

The Count and I laughed again when we heard that.

I was chatting with the knights of our Starvanger family about this and that… … .

He revealed that he was leaving tomorrow.

Walpole’s eyes widened.

“Huh? Suddenly?”

“Suddenly? I’ve waited long enough. It’s just time now.”

“ah…….”

Curtis said with regret, looking at the sullen Lord Walpole.

“I would like to follow you, but… … .”

“Don’t say things you don’t mean. And this isn’t sad news, it’s good news. If things hadn’t gone well, I wouldn’t have been able to use the teleportation magic circle, and I wouldn’t have been able to chat here safely.”

Schneider nodded.

“That’s right.”

The count said to me.

“We will be happy to welcome you back to our Starvanger House anytime. Do you still have the token that Sir Curtis gave you?”

“Oh, there it was.”

I took out a coin slightly larger than a silver coin from my pocket.

I tried to return it, but it seemed like he wouldn’t accept it, so I put it back in my arms.

“Yes. I’ll make sure to use it next time. I’ll have to ask for a lot of expensive alcohol.”

The knights laughed heartily at my words.

After chatting with the knights of the Starvanger family, the royal knights came to visit.

Sir Ashley, who I had been wondering where he had gone, was among this group.

I received a brief congratulations from them and then asked Sir Ashley.

“Are you a royal knight now?”

Sir Ashley answered me, shaking off Luthier’s arm that kept trying to sneakily wrap its arm around his shoulder.

“No. I haven’t taken the test yet.”

“Oh. So you decided to take the test?”

“yes.”

I clapped my hands.

“Congratulations.”

“Huh? I haven’t even taken the test yet.”

“I should congratulate you in advance. You’re going to pass anyway, right? Besides, I won’t be here by then.”

“You say there isn’t any?”

I casually told him that I was leaving tomorrow.

“You, isn’t this too sudden?”

Only Sir Ashley was taken aback, while the rest of the royal knights seemed unfazed.

Lutie said.

“I knew you would leave soon, but I didn’t know it was the day after the inauguration ceremony. Your Majesty was about to come in earlier, but after talking to Lord Ashvan, you lost your temper and went out. Is that why?”

“Yeah. I’m a bit of an impulsive guy.”

“aha.”

Van Dyke suddenly held out his hand.

I looked at his outstretched hand, took it, and shook it slowly.

“Goodbye.”

“Have a nice trip.”

Now I see that both my severed arms are moving just fine.

As I stared at his arm, Van Dyke said:

“It’s still too early to make any strenuous movements.”

“I see.”

Another arm suddenly popped in.

It was a silent Victor.

I shook hands with him too.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Since we didn’t really have anything to say, we just shook hands, and he waved back without saying anything.

So the two men said their goodbyes and disappeared.

Originally, men’s greetings were short and succinct like this.

While Sir Ashley looked at the backs of the two with bewildered eyes, Ruthie also reached out to me.

“Thanks, it was fun. I’ll come again.”

“Look.”

Then he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled it tightly, then whispered in my ear.

“Next time I won’t let you go so easily.”

“… … .”

I looked at Ruthie, who was smiling brightly.

Her strangely twisted blue eyes were also delicious in a way.

[It suits you.]

‘I said no.’

I let go of her hand, feeling goosebumps run down my arms.

Ruthie waved her hand at me and walked away.

Now all that’s left is Sir Ashley, with his head bowed and hesitantly fiddling with his hands.

“Sir Ashley.”

“……yes?”

She looked up slightly and looked at me.

“The next time I see you, you will be a royal knight, right?”

“No… that’s… … .”

Ashley’s head dropped again.

“Let’s say that. Because I decided so.”

“That kind of stubbornness… … .”

“Here it is.”

“Here it is.”

Only then did I say this as I looked at Ashley, who was smiling faintly.

“Come to think of it, we didn’t get to practice. We were supposed to start from the Starvanger territory.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Let’s do it next time.”

As I held out my hand, Ashley nodded vigorously and took my hand.

“yes!”

I said with a grin.

“The chicken skewers I ate over time were really delicious.”

Ashley also laughed bashfully.

“me too.”

We shook our joined hands slowly.