A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 160



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Episode 160. Bright as a Child

Master, what the hell are you talking about?

The words rose to my throat and then went back down.

The ice is burning?

I have never heard such brilliant nonsense in my life.

What nonsense are you talking about?

Maybe you didn’t expect me to understand in the first place.

Cheonma continued speaking in a nonchalant tone.

[This is not an easy martial art. It is a martial art that can only be accepted by those with a yin-yang body.]

“Yin-Yang Disorder? What is that?”

Cheonma explained.

[It refers to a body in which the energies of yin and yang coexist and are balanced within the body, and which can learn ice and fire techniques.]

“Oh. Is that good?”

[Good beggar.]

I thought for a moment and then asked.

“Then how do I learn that? I’m not a yin-yang person.”

[Yin-Yang Disorder.]

“Yes. Yin-Yang delay.”

Cheonma looked at me silently.

“What are you looking at?”

Cheonma let out a short sigh.

[Your body is a yin-yang body.]

“Yes? Me?”

[Didn’t you know?]

“yes.”

Cheonma said calmly.

[So you could use moonlight. Technically, the Night Sky Moonlight is a martial art that corresponds to yin.]

I muttered, running my arms over my chest.

“It felt a bit chilly.”

[… … .]

Cheonma looked at me with pitiful eyes.

[Your body is a yin-yang body, but strictly speaking, it cannot be viewed as a yin-yang body.]

“Yes? Then what is it?”

[It’s the Heavenly Martial Arts Body.]

I muttered, my ears twitching.

“Cheonmujiche? What is that?”

[… … You can interpret it as meaning that you can learn martial arts harmoniously by having all the energies of extreme yin, extreme yang, three disasters, five elements, and Taegeuk.]

“Hmm. Is it good?”

[Not bad.]

I’m not sure, but I think it’s good.

No, I had such a great talent that I didn’t even know I had.

“Master. If I had been born in your world, would I have had the martial talent to command the world?”

Cheonma snorted.

[No, you are a talentless person. You would have been stabbed and died the moment you entered the world of martial arts. You have such a pitiful talent.]

“… … .”

[It’s a rare talent. If you were to rank them by talent, you’d be at the back. It’s unbelievable how someone so beggarly can exist.]

“stop.”

That means I wasn’t born with a celestial body.

“Master.”

[What is it?]

“Since when have I been a fool?”

[When you fell off the cliff, your body was reconstructed as the throne fell into your head.]

“aha.”

also.

If I think about it, it seems like it started around that time.

The sword and shield were clearly visible, and the body moved freely as it thought.

It can be said that Cheonma’s talent was Cheonmujiche.

“Somehow, it hurt so bad.”

I suddenly felt good and started dancing around like a crazy person, holding the moonlight sword.

Cheonma, who had been watching my sword dance, asked.

[… … Aren’t you going to listen to the explanation of martial arts?]

“ah.”

I knelt down again and asked politely.

“So, what martial arts will you teach to this incompetent disciple?”

Cheonma said with a calm smile.

[The name of the martial art that I will teach you is Seolji Cheongyeom Gong (雪枝靑炎功).]

* * *

The carriage ran like water flowing down the road and arrived at the village before the sun went down.

The security check went by without a hitch, and the two mercenaries, who had been hired, led us straight to an inn.

Daryl dropped us off at the door and headed to the stables attached to the inn to park the carriage, while Neiman guided us into the inn.

“Eat? Bath? Rest?”

“Let’s start by getting a room and doing it in order.”

“That sounds good. How about the room?”

“Just grab two. I’ll use that one. I’ll use this one.”

In the first place, when I was lying in the hospital room because I was injured, we all stayed together, but now it’s more awkward and annoying to have to sleep in separate rooms.

Anyway, I won’t be spending the night at the inn.

At my words, Neiman looked at me and the two guys with a strange look, then slowly nodded.

“Hmm… Okay, I see.”

I could clearly guess what he was thinking, so I shouted at him.

“Hey you! What kind of impure imagination are you having? These guys are my little sisters.”

Neiman looked at me and Shushuruta blankly, then pointed at Linda.

“What about this guy?”

Shushuruta and I have the same hair color, but Linda’s was a striking bright green.

I dealt with it appropriately by improvising.

“Oh, I picked that guy up.”

“I see.”

Neiman, who was more or less convinced, asked after finding a room.

“What about food?”

“Just do it as you wish.”

Judging from the fact that he headed straight to this inn without hesitation, I could guess that he had stayed here before and that his experience had been quite good.

So I left the meal preparation up to him, thinking he would know best what kind of food was delicious.

Neiman nodded and called over a waiter to order his meal.

After waiting like that, the food started to come out one by one, so Daryl, who had parked the carriage, joined us, and we all started eating together.

“……hmm.”

“how is it?”

I nodded and said.

“It’s okay.”

“yes?”

Neiman smiled proudly.

“The owner here is good at cooking.”

Fortunately, Shushuruta and Linda, who had only eaten beef jerky and dried fruit all day, also ate well.

Linda occasionally added something oddly colored to her food.

As I was picking up my food and eating, I suddenly looked at Daryl, who was eating quietly across from me.

He hasn’t spoken since he got hit by me.

Was he originally a man of few words?

Still, I liked him quite a bit because he wasn’t the type of idiot who couldn’t tell the difference between himself and his opponent even after getting hit.

“Take me.”

Daryl, who was eating soup, looked at me.

I said, pointing to Linda.

“Can you teach this guy how to drive a carriage?”

Daryl looked at Linda, who was happily eating her soup.

Her soup had a different, ominous purple hue than his.

“……now?”

“No. After eating.”

Daryl looked back and forth between me and Linda and asked.

“Are you planning to entrust this guy with the carriage?”

“That’s right. You guys aren’t going to go with me to Maia either.”

Of course, I also know how to drive a carriage and take care of horses.

I am a busy person.

I’m already so busy preparing breakfast that I’m dying, so when will I have time to prepare the horse’s feed and drive the carriage?

Moreover, if you learn a new martial art this time, there is a high possibility that you will focus solely on that and neglect other things.

In that case, it would be better to leave it to someone else.

Of course, Shushuruta would be better, but Linda is worried about leaving it alone, so I think I have to make her do something so that she doesn’t get into trouble.

“hmm.”

Daryl said after thinking for a moment.

“Then I’ll just teach you how to put on and take off the harness now. I’ll teach you how to drive the carriage tomorrow. I’ll teach you other things as we go. What do you think?”

“Good. Let’s proceed.”

I looked at Linda, who was munching on something with her mouth full of food.

“Linda.”

“huh?”

“I’m going to give you a very, very important role.”

“Tasty!”

“… … Swallow it all and tell me.”

Linda swallowed the food in her mouth and answered.

“Leave it to me!”

“Now you’re in charge of the horses and carriage. So learn well from Daryl.”

Linda asked with a puzzled look on her face.

“Who is Daryl?”

“The big guy sitting next to you.”

“Aha! Are you the devil friend?”

“Yeah. You can’t kill them.”

“Yeah, I understand!”

Daryl looked at me and Linda with a dumbfounded expression, but I ignored it because it wasn’t important.

I guess this won’t be a problem for a while.

But I still try to do what I’m told.

“But may I ask why you are going to Maia?”

Neiman said, tearing at the chicken.

“I’ve seen people coming from Maia to here, but I’ve never seen anyone going from here to Maia.”

I answered nonchalantly.

“Is there a reason to return home?”

“Ah, hometown.”

Neiman nodded as if he understood.

“Where have you been and come back from?”

“I went to Blake’s for a bit.”

“… … Blake?”

Daryl, who was concentrating on his meal, looked at me.

“There are rumors that the ninth sword of Ophiuchus has been released into the world through Blake. Is that true?”

They say a horse without legs can travel a thousand miles. It seems like the news has already reached here.

I nodded.

Neiman sighed.

“Huh… … Then it’s not the Eight Swordsman anymore, it’s the Nine Swordsman.”

I took a quick look at them.

“Have you heard who the owner of the Demon Sword is?”

“I don’t know much about him. I only heard he was the Red-Eyed Swordsman.”

Daryl stared at me at Neiman’s words.

“……no way?”

I waved my hand.

“Where are the red eyes?”

Neiman also looked at me with a suspicious look.

“Not that much.”

I chuckled and dispelled their doubts.

“The master of the Demon Sword has already become a knight of the king. There is no way a knight of the king would be in a place like this.”

“……but.”

The two mercenaries looked away with suspicion and focused on their meal.

I started a fight because Shushuruta was staring at me.

“Little sister. What are you looking at? Is this your first time seeing your handsome brother?”

Shushuruta snorted, “Huh!” and resumed eating on the road.

* * *

After that, we talked about various small things and the dinner ended.

Daryl went to the stables with Linda, and I ordered a bath and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Shushuruta and Neiman… went to rest? I don’t know.

Well… I hope you all are spending your time well.

I left the village in the middle of the night and went to the forest full of energy to learn martial arts from Cheonma, so I went to the bath with a pious mind.

I washed my body carefully as if I was cleansing my mind.

I feel like my body and mind are purified.

It is clear that the body is being washed, but it seems that the mind is also being washed along with it.

Is this why priests wash their bodies before important rituals?

I felt like I finally understood how a priest feels when he prays.

“This is the bathing ritual.”

Cheonma clicked his tongue.

[You’re talking nonsense.]

“Master. Can this kind of bathing and purification also be considered part of cultivation?”

[I see. It’s a waste of time, so stop talking nonsense and just wash up quickly.]

“check.”

As I was putting away my bathing clothes and quickly washing my body, Cheonma suddenly asked me.

[Is it okay if I send Linda away like that?]

Chomp!

I answered, pouring bathwater over my head.

“Whatever. I’m going with Daryl.”

Daryl, the capable mercenary I hired, is quite large.

As expected of a mercenary, he looked quite rough and therefore unlikely to cause trouble.

I don’t think that’s likely, but if Daryl were to attack Linda, there’s no way crazy Linda would be defeated by a mere silver-tier mercenary.

[hmm…….]

Still, Cheonma made a displeased sound as if something was bothering him.

“There’s no way something like that could happen if you go to the stable right next door.”

After reassuring Cheonma, who kept on snoring, I quickly washed up and left the bathroom.

After putting on some clothes, I dried my hair with a towel… … .

The sound of a door opening from above was heard, followed by Shushuruta’s urgent voice.

“Ashvan!”

The bathroom is in the corner on the first floor connected to the restaurant, and the guest rooms are on the second floor.

I looked up and answered.

“why?”

Then Shushuruta immediately fell from the second floor railing like a leaf, looked at me and said.

“I hear screams outside!”

“What the heck? I guess I ran into a thug.”

Shushuruta said with a serious face.

“It’s not one or two people.”

“… … .”

“And it’s more like a howl than a scream.”

I asked in a calm voice.

“What about Linda?”

“He hasn’t come back yet.”

“Guide me.”

Tadah!

I kicked the door open and went out with a towel in my hand.

“Follow me.”

I ran through the night streets following Shushuruta.

After running for a while, I started to hear the strange screams that Shushuruta had mentioned.

It sounded like the cries of prisoners swimming in the fires of hell.

What was even more unsettling was that as we got closer, they became quieter one by one.

“There it is!”

I could tell without you saying anything.

Because ominous-looking green smoke was billowing throughout the alley.

At the entrance of the alley, Daryl was looking inside with a blank expression.

“Get back!”

I immediately ran into the alley, covering my nose and mouth with a towel.

The alley was filled with green mist.

At the foot of the stairs, those who had been the main characters of the scream were lying with their arms around my neck.

Without any movement.

“What the heck… … .”

I shouted into the alley.

“Linda!”

A gleaming light shone through the smoky fog.

“You devil!”

Linda ran toward me through the thick fog.

Her expression was as bright as a child’s.