A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 162



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Episode 162. Night Prayer

I enjoyed listening to Linda’s story.

It was a terrible story.

When I heard it, it was stranger not to go crazy.

How did you hold out?

Linda said she got over it by thinking about the cake.

The cake she spoke of was not just a cake to me.

It felt like the emphasis was on the ‘friends’ who decided to eat the cake together rather than the cake itself.

I endured such a painful time thinking about my friend and the cake… … .

How empty would it be to be left alone, with no friends, no cake, and even no one to poison you?

I couldn’t even guess.

Listen… … .

It seems that the teacher was trying to create a medicine to save his daughter.

Maybe he has an incurable disease.

So, maybe they kidnapped orphans from the streets and forced experiments on them.

Linda was one of them.

But in the end, instead of medicine, he ended up creating a devil in the basement.

When he was kidnapped and taken to a dark underground room, he was a frail little boy.

When she came out, she was the master of poison, mad Linda.

This was the birth of the poisonous demon.

That’s how the poison was released into the world.

Linda’s coolly mumbling words lingered in my ears.

‘… … We’re too weak. We’ll all die. I’m left alone.’

So this guy was wandering around looking for a friend who wouldn’t die even if he drank poison.

So that you won’t be left alone in the world anymore.

Was that the tea party for?

Although I don’t think kidnapping a healthy person and feeding them poison is the right way to go.

It was her own struggle to somehow avoid being left alone.

I looked at Linda, who had been slapped in the face and had a bewildered look on her face.

“Linda. You wanted to save your dying friends, right?”

Linda nodded dumbly.

“huh.”

“Then that’s what we’ll do. This time, we’ll kill the teacher before our friends die.”

“ah?”

“Why didn’t you kill the teacher earlier…?”

Nod nod.

“Are you planning to repeat the same mistake?”

Dori dori.

“If not, then you should kill the other teachers now. Before they harass and kill your friends. Think about how you can save your friends.”

“hmm…….”

Linda rested her chin on her hand and thought seriously.

I watched her quietly and gave her some advice.

“First of all, think of the people you wish weren’t dead.”

Linda looked at me blankly, then raised her hand and pointed at me.

“devil.”

I took her fingers and folded them gently.

“Except for me. My survival is not your concern.”

Linda was convinced.

“Yeah… The devil is strong. So… … .”

Linda then pointed to Shushuruta, who had been quietly watching from the side.

“Huh… Are you talking about me?”

Nod nod.

“Me, why me.”

Linda answered simply.

“friend.”

“… … .”

Shushuruta opened his mouth as if he was at a loss for words, then looked at Linda with wide eyes.

Come to think of it, this guy was also a loner. An idiot who was happy to help his brother who had been tormenting him. An idiot who was obsessed with the word comrade.

Shushuruta looked at Linda and me with a puzzled face.

“Uh… ah… … .”

I wonder if Linda would be embarrassed to have been named as her friend.

Or maybe he would have been convinced that there was nothing to worry about, but then he’d have snapped at Linda for taking him lightly when she pointed at him without hesitation.

It seemed like it was hard to make a choice.

It wasn’t a very important choice, so I left it to her to think about it, then looked at Linda.

“It starts from there. How can I keep my friends from dying? How can I keep my friends from suffering? How can I keep my friends from being sad?”

I decided to help this guy draw his own line.

“Linda. Kill the teacher and save your friend. Simple, right?”

“Yeah… but what if you don’t know?”

“On hold for now.”

“hold?”

“Everyone has potential. They can be your teacher or your friend. You can hold off until you are sure whether they will be your teacher or your friend. If you are sure they will be your teacher, then it is not too late to kill them. On the contrary, if you kill them when you are not sure, you will lose a friend.”

“Umm… … .”

“Think about it. If you had killed Shushuruta as soon as you met him, you wouldn’t have become friends, right?”

Linda nodded.

“that’s right.”

Shushuruta snorted.

“The Shadowless Ghost Swordsman Shushuruta is not someone you can kill just because you say you will.”

Looks like you’ve chosen to get upset.

I looked into Linda’s eyes and said.

“I won’t explain everything to you anymore. It’s time for you to make your own judgment.”

Linda also looked me in the eye.

I made eye contact with her for a long time and then said.

“I’m sure I can do better this time.”

“……huh!”

Because I ran away in the middle of the night, I didn’t have time to learn martial arts from Cheonma, and I was tired.

It wasn’t so bad, seeing Linda smile.

“Devil, can I bite your ear?”

“Why the ears.”

“just.”

“No. Get out.”

“Yeah.”

“Shushuruta, bite your ear.”

Shushuruta got angry.

“Why my ears.”

Linda looked at Shushuruta.

“Shushu, can I ask you a question?”

Shushuruta, who had been thinking for a moment, glanced at Linda and slowly nodded.

“… … Just a little bit.”

“yes!”

“Eww! Didn’t you say a little bit?”

“Hehehe.”

The two jumped out of the carriage and continued the chase into the forest.

As I gazed at the scenery with pleasure, the low laughter of the Heavenly Horse echoed softly.

* * *

While Linda was struggling with her own worries.

I went up to the roof, breathed in the cool night air, and watched the night sky getting darker and darker.

In front, Shushuruta, who had come up together, was sitting on the front edge of the roof and kicking his feet.

Shushuruta, who was grumbling and applying ointment to the ear that Linda had bitten, glanced at me.

“By the way. Are you okay after inhaling Linda’s poison?”

“It’s okay. It just stings a little.”

Shushuruta muttered in a discontented tone, touching his ear.

“How can it be just a stinging sensation? Even a brief bite can make it sting this much.”

I looked at Shushuruta and answered in a solemn tone.

“Do you know the state of being impervious to a hundred poisons?”

“I don’t know.”

“It’s okay if you don’t know.”

“……joy.”

Shushuruta turned his head sharply and looked ahead.

Various various – Charrrrrr –

The carriage ran without rest, relying on moonlight.

The wind blew and Shushuruta’s hair rippled like black waves.

The moonlight that settled on my head was like silver foam.

She smelled like grass.

As I admire the black waves rushing towards me and the sparkling foam between them… … .

The horse spoke to me.

[So what do you plan to do now?]

“What can I do? I can only pray that the guards don’t chase after me.”

[hmm.]

When I thought about who I should pray to, the only god I was close to was Ketel.

I put my hands together and prayed with a devout heart.

“Ketel, goddess of the cold night. I am your faithful follower, the real-name saint Ashvan.”

As I muttered my nightly prayer, Shushuruta looked back at me with a face that said, “What nonsense are you talking about again?”

“First of all, thank you for giving us a round moon like our goddess’ face. Thanks to you, I can run through the night without any problems.”

Shushuruta sighed and looked at the road ahead.

“Uh… and, it’s nothing else. Please watch over us so that we can arrive at Maia safely without any problems. Even if it’s difficult during the day, please help us at night. Our master is expecting a lot from us. He seems to want to see the ugly faces of the demons and the ugly faces of the mercenaries. Please help us with that.”

I was mumbling a prayer as best I could, when suddenly something came to mind.

“Are you close to the blacksmith god, Volund? I heard that hammerman was talking nonsense to the previous king of Blake. Can you give him a good whack on the head to stop talking nonsense?”

Shushuruta looked back at me with a dumbfounded expression.

“Oh, come to think of it, you must be close with Master Oposis. I heard you’ve talked to him from time to time. Please pretend you didn’t hear it.”

Shushuruta shook his head and turned his head.

“Our Lady Ketel. It’s late, but have you eaten? I know it’s an offering, but please eat this.”

I took a piece of jerky out of my bosom and threw it forward into the pitch-black night.

Then, for some reason, the jerky curved and fell on Shushuruta’s face.

“Ugh!”

Is this a miracle of God?

Even though the wind wasn’t that strong, the jerky was blown by the wind and hit Shushuruta’s face.

“No, why is that in my mouth?”

Shushuruta glared at me with the jerky that had fallen on my face, then threw the jerky at me.

“You eat it.”

I took a sip of it and ate it.

The salty taste of the jerky was excellent.

“What do you mean, cheap jerky as an offering to a god? It’s only natural that Ketel would refuse it.”

“No, why is it so delicious?”

“You eat a lot.”

“Oh. You really are a picky eater.”

I looked at the night sky while chewing on the beef jerky.

We went into the forest around dawn, took a short nap, and then started driving the carriage again.

Anyway, it’s quite a distance to the next town, so we’ll have to stay overnight one day.

We talked as we walked… … .

Neiman expressed his opinion that the guards were unlikely to pursue.

Each person has a value for their life. For example, if a noble or priest is even slightly injured, the guards will investigate with their eyes wide open.

No one really cares about the pathetic life of someone rolling around in back alleys, so they just pretend to investigate and the investigation will end.

Daryl agreed with him, and since it made sense, I nodded too.

As he said, there were no unusual events along the way.

Occasionally, thieves would appear to target the carriage, but Shushuruta would kill them all before they could approach, so the carriage would only stop to rest.

As soon as Linda finished her worries, she switched places with Neiman and went to learn how to drive the carriage from Daryl.

Daryl seemed a bit embarrassed for a moment, but then showed no sign of it and taught me how to drive the carriage.

The carriage stumbled occasionally, but did not overturn.

Because Daryl snatched the reins back before the crisis of overturning came.

By then, Daryl had started glancing at me and Shushuruta in addition to Linda.

Even if Shushuruta defeated all the bandits before they could even reach the carriage, I wondered why he was looking at me like that.

Come to think of it, Daryl was there as a witness when the solo dance was blown away by the wind.

I had a suspicion that he might think of me as a wind magician.

We dined on beef jerky and dried fruit.

In between breaks, I soaked beef jerky and dried fruit in water and boiled them to eat.

It was a delicacy with a salty, sweet and sour taste.

Perhaps impressed by Neiman’s cooking skills, Shushuruta volunteered to be the chef at the next mealtime.

It was so tasteless that I ended up throwing it all away.

Even Linda, who used to enjoy everything she ate, said she couldn’t eat it because it was so tasteless. That says it all.

It seems like they thought it would be more delicious if they put in more, so they used the ingredients generously and threw them away.

I guess we’ll have to resupply food in the next village.

In the end, the guy ended up crying after getting hit with several rounds of chestnuts from me.

Tch. I knew it the moment I installed it.

For the time being, we decided to call it Food Wasting Shushuruta instead of Muyeonggoedo Shushuruta.

So in the evening we decided to find a suitable clearing in the forest and spend the night there.

Because people, of course, and horses need rest too.

Daryl and Linda were responsible for all matters relating to the horses and carriages, including parking the carriages and unharnessing them.

Linda became an enthusiastic student, always sticking with Daryl and learning a lot about horses and carriages.

In the meantime, I prepared well.

But the mercenaries insisted on standing guard, so I gave them a bloodbath.

I couldn’t help it because I had to sleep properly so that my body could rest, and I had to rest properly so that I could run excitedly again the next day.

I lay on the roof of the carriage with my arms crossed, looking up at the night sky filled with stars, then closed my eyes.

“… … .”

When I woke up from a short nap, Linda and Shushuruta were sleeping, each taking up one of my arms and legs.

“Ang Maya… … .”

I half-raised my body, then pushed Linda away from me, who was drooling and clinging to me, and rolled her over to one side.

“Ugh… … .”

Linda rolls sideways with a strange noise.

I quickly grabbed the back of Shushuruta’s neck, who was sleeping soundly with my legs crossed, and immediately performed lightness and got out of the carriage.

After running for a while through the forest with the cool night breeze blowing, I woke up and felt my body relax.

Just then, I discovered a vacant lot full of energy.

It was not far from the carriage.

I hung the sleeping Shushuruta on a tree and sat cross-legged underneath it.

After calming his breathing, he said.

“Master, I am ready.”

Cheonma asked naturally.

[What kind of preparations do you mean?]

I answered coolly.

“Ready to learn the second martial art.”