A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 169



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Episode 169. But That’s Life

Linda had a nightmare.

It was a dark room.

He was captured by his teacher, tied to a chair, and made to swallow poison and get injected, often losing consciousness.

Every time I came to my senses, my friends disappeared one by one.

Linda held on to the thought of cake. She held on to the thought of sitting around with her friends and eating cake together.

But in the end.

Friends are disappearing.

The teacher who gave poison also died.

A dark room.

Linda was left alone.

“Where did everyone go?”

Linda sobbed.

“I’m scared. Don’t leave me alone. It’s too dark here.”

When I’m curled up in the dark, hugging my knees and sobbing.

A warm light flowed in from somewhere.

Linda looked up.

The room is completely dark.

A hand approached me with a warm light.

“……uh?”

Linda reached out, as if possessed, to grab his hand.

slam.

“… … ?”

Linda immediately put her hand on the cheek where she had been slapped and looked at the person who had slapped her.

There was a man there with a devilishly eerie air.

Blood-red eyes.

A ferocious smile.

But Linda had the illusion that a radiance was shining behind him.

I felt warmth on the cheek where he had hit me.

Linda laughed heartily.

“You devil!”

He said.

“Follow me. If you don’t want to get left behind.”

“huh!”

Linda followed him out of the dark room, her cheeks still hot and cold.

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“… … Hehehe.”

Shushuruta said, looking at Linda who was sleeping in the corner of the carriage.

“That guy. Why is he doing that?”

I said it casually.

“Leave it alone. I hope you have nice dreams.”

Two days have passed since Camus joined us.

As he had boasted, he did not allow the demons to approach at all.

He sat on the horse’s back and shot arrows at any demons he saw to drive them away.

That level of accuracy on a moving carriage.

It was a great job.

Of course, thieves would sneak up on us from time to time, but at those times, Shushuruta and I would sneak up on us.

I didn’t mean to deceive Camus, I just did it.

Because he was a beast hunter, not a human hunter.

Fortunately, Camus did not doubt this.

We passed by, saying we were lucky since the thieves were nowhere to be seen.

And thanks to Camus taking care of the devil, I was able to focus more on the morning meal, and thanks to him, my understanding of Seolji Cheongyeom Gong deepened.

It has become more natural to strike a balance between extreme yang and extreme yin, and it has become possible to maintain Seolji Cheongyeom Gong while moving the body somewhat violently.

Naturally, the power of the salt and ice attacks that can be performed has also increased.

Cheonma called this realm Seolji Cheongyeom Gong Iseong (二成).

I raised the Seoljicheongyong and wrapped a blue flame in one hand.

Hwaruk-

Maybe it was because the flame was made by burning my energy, but it didn’t feel hot even when I wrapped it around my hand.

“oh…….”

Shushuruta opened her eyes wide in admiration.

As I waved the flame around, her bright eyes followed me.

Then, out of curiosity, I tried to touch it lightly, but I was startled and pulled my hand away.

“Hot, hot!”

“Then, if it’s fire, wouldn’t it be hot?”

The cat did something that was unique to it.

After collecting the blue flame, he then used his other hand to blast away the cold air.

Saaaa-

A white chill came out of my palm and dispersed in the wind.

“Oh.”

“Give me a water bottle.”

After receiving the water bottle from Shushuruta, I poured some cold air into it and the bottle became as cold as ice.

However, after receiving complaints that the water was completely frozen and undrinkable, it was returned to the market after being thawed in salt water.

[Haam… … When are you going to arrive at that place called Sirnberg?]

Since Camus joined, Cheonma has not had to face the devil anymore, so he expressed his boredom.

“I think we’re almost there.”

[Didn’t you say this was your hometown?]

“I spent my childhood there, but I haven’t really been there since then.”

I approached the stable and held out a pouch of beef jerky.

“biltong?”

Camus glanced at me, took out three or four pieces of jerky, and put one of them in my mouth.

He said, munching on the jerky.

“We will arrive in Schirnberg before the sun sets.”

“already?”

“I was a little hurried. Like I said, it was a dangerous place.”

“hmm.”

Somehow it seemed like the carriage was shaking more often.

I didn’t think much of it, but it seemed like this worried man was worried about us the whole time we were riding in the carriage.

I also put a piece of beef jerky in my mouth and chewed it, lost in thought.

Now, Sirnberg is really not far away.

The Kingdom of Maya has many cities as it is large in size.

Among them, Sirnberg is one of the largest cities in the Kingdom of Maia.

Without going far, the back alleys of Schirnberg are where I used to roll around as a child.

These large cities are surrounded by thick walls, so there is no need to worry about demons.

So, I guess people are trying their best to get into the city somehow.

But the population is saturated.

Therefore, unlike those who have settled in the city, the marginalized who are not provided with a place to live are naturally pushed out into the back alleys of the city.

It must have been the same for my parents, whose faces I didn’t even know.

So to speak, it is a place where black and white are distinct. There is a division between shady and sunny areas.

The back alleys are dirty and smelly, but the squares where the nobles and the wealthy live are bright and clean.

At night, the place where they live is bathed in warm light from magic lights, but the back alleys are dark because not even the stars shine in.

The same goes for the people who live there.

The back alleys are dirty, and the nobles are clean.

So they looked at us with contempt and even spat at us.

And, that’s where the guy finally passed away.

So that’s why you didn’t come on purpose…

“So, what brings you to Sirnberg?”

Camus’ question broke my thoughts.

Come to think of it, he never asked me why I was going to Schirnberg during the two days I was there.

I answered nonchalantly.

“It’s a big city. They say it’s safe.”

Camus clicked his tongue.

“It’s safe, though. From the demons.”

It sounded like it wasn’t safe from people.

“hmm.”

From the look on his face, he seemed worried that I would end up in an alley with my sisters.

Camus asked in a serious tone, chewing on the jerky.

“Do you have any money?”

“Not much.”

Camus shook his head.

“You can’t live in Schirnberg without money. Are you planning to sleep out with your sisters?”

“That’s not it.”

“Then how?”

I had intended to finish my business and leave right away, but since I was only going to accompany Camus to Schirnberg and then part ways, I gave him a vague answer.

“Well… … I guess it’ll work out somehow.”

Camus sighed.

“I’ve never seen someone as clueless as you. I wonder how you even made it this far safely. You were just lucky.”

“Maybe so.”

“I think you’re using black.”

“It’s not something to brag about.”

“Yeah. It’s not something to brag about.”

“… … .”

Even so, whenever he took a break, he would ask me to spar with him, saying he wanted to see what I could do.

While looking at my sword like that, he gave me all sorts of advice.

As I followed his advice, I soon found myself back in the position I was awkwardly swinging my sword in before I fell off the cliff.

Only then did Camus nod his head in satisfaction.

Judging from that, I could deduce that this man’s skills were similar to mine before he fell off the cliff.

So, he was a man who didn’t know how to use mana at all.

“Still, that’s good enough. You learn quickly. You have talent.”

“… … .”

“I know someone in Schirnberg. I’ll introduce you to someone and help you find a place to stay with your sister.”

“You said you needed a lot of money?”

Camus lost his temper.

“I’ll give you a little extra, so do as I say. You can pay it back later or not, it’s up to you.”

“… … .”

“Then join the mercenary guild and earn money by taking on commissions. I’ll take you with me for a while. Until you get used to the work.”

I looked at Camus in silence for a moment.

“Why are you doing that to me? We’re just meeting each other.”

Camus spoke nervously, roughly tearing at the jerky.

“Are you dissatisfied?”

“I have no complaints.”

“Fuck. It’s my heart. … Damn, why am I getting involved with such a piece of shit.”

“… … .”

I stared blankly at Camus, who was muttering something.

Cheonma chuckled.

[They look alike.]

“Where?”

[somewhere.]

“Hmm. I should probably grow a beard too.”

Camus suddenly looked at me.

“You. You need to stop talking to yourself.”

“why?”

“Because he seems crazy. Who would ask a crazy person for a job?”

That made sense.

He admitted it humbly.

“Please note.”

“Tsk.”

Suddenly, I became curious and asked a question.

“By the way, I heard that the Sherwood Mercenary Group was disbanded. Is that true?”

Camus nodded, chewing on the jerky.

“That’s true. Has it been half a year? One of the members went hunting for demons and never returned.”

I nodded with a serious expression.

“It’s a shame.”

“I don’t know the details, but I heard that they all went their separate ways after that incident.”

“where?”

“I don’t know.”

“hmm.”

I had a feeling it wouldn’t happen.

It looks like it really has disbanded.

‘Then… … I guess I should go see the captain first.’

There is a person in charge of everything.

The person responsible for this incident is, of course, the captain, Guston, the great swordsman.

We need to kick the person in charge’s ass for letting it fall apart.

I want to hear the whole story. I also want to ask about the other guys’ whereabouts.

Since it looks like Sister and the Captain will be together, I think we should start from there.

I began to think that his messy beard was more responsible for the disbandment of the mercenary group than my disappearance.

‘That’s why I told you to shave your beard a long time ago.’

I should take this opportunity to knock him out and shave off his beard.

“Okay.”

[… … How can the circuit of thought flow like that? It’s amazing.]

The moment I organize my thoughts like that.

-Ku …

A chilling roar rang out.

Woozikkun!

From a distance, a demon appeared, knocking down a tree.

[oh.]

The bastard was clearly running towards the carriage.

Camus dropped the jerky he was chewing.

“What the heck! What the heck!”

Camus hurried his words and picked up the pace.

I focused my eyes and then looked closely at the approaching demon.

“……hmm?”

Surprisingly, it looked exactly like the enemy who had pushed me off the cliff.

A huge tail. Fearsome teeth. And even hideous claws.

A half reptile, half dragon.

I would believe you even if you said you were twins with that guy.

… … Is this fate?

* * *

-Kuwaaaaang!!

The demon ran towards the carriage at high speed.

Camus stopped driving his carriage, took out his bow, and shot an arrow at the demon.

Ping! Ping!

But Masoo didn’t care and drooled while increasing his speed.

Camus shouted.

“It’s B-class!”

Then he hurried the horses by shaking the reins wildly.

“Run! Run, you fucking little shits!”

Camus urged his horse on, while shooting arrows wildly.

Nevertheless, the devil grew closer and closer.

The sound of people running towards us grew louder and louder.

Before I knew it, I was close enough to hear his heavy breathing.

Camus swore and then handed the reins over to the red-eyed man.

“Take it!”

Ashvan took it over in a panic.

“Don’t look back and keep running! If you just get to the castle gate, you’ll be safe.”

Doesn’t this son of a bitch know the gravity of the situation?

The red-eyed man looked at himself blankly.

Camus shouted at him.

“Go to the Mercenary Guild and find Tommy! Talk to him and he’ll take care of it.”

“you are?”

“Damn it. Someone has to stop him! Damn it.”

Then, before even hearing an answer, he jumped out of the carriage.

“Are you crazy?”

The bastard’s voice was heard a step late.

But it wasn’t a situation where I could answer.

“Huh!”

As soon as Camus jumped out of the carriage, he started moving his feet like crazy.

He managed to avoid falling and staggered across the ground, then took out his bow and fired wildly at the demon.

“This way! This way, you damn devil!”

Luckily, one of the arrows I fired randomly while running hit the bastard in the eye.

-Kwaaaaang!

Masu was in pain and immediately rushed to Camus.

I was planning on getting his attention and then running away to buy some time.

The bastard reached him in an instant, thumping.

Is this really a B-class?

It was by no means dull for its size.

A large shadow fell over the experienced hunter.

A kaleidoscope of images flashed before my eyes.

Camus recalled the first and last time he hunted a B-class demon.

A bloody rainbow sprinkled across the white snow field.

The hunter, wearing one eye patch, smiled faintly and muttered softly.

“… … I didn’t know it would end up like this.”

The answer came.

“It’s not easy to live the way you want in this world.”

When he looked down, he saw the crazy red-eyed man, Ashvan, standing in front of him.

‘……when?’

A moment of doubt crossed my mind, but it wasn’t the time.

The moment I was about to yell at him to ask what he was doing instead of running away.

-Kwaaaaang!!

The devil’s hideous claws struck down.

‘Oh, it’s late.’

Camus slowly saw the cruel claws of the descending devil.

It was falling right on Ashvan’s head.

But the back of the man who was actually being attacked looked calm at first glance.

Why is that?

The moment he thought that, Ashvan drew his sword.

Sling-

Just as I thought I saw his sword flash, the demon’s hand split in half.

Choaack!

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

‘……uh?’

A bright red rainbow unfolded before my eyes.

And then, the man with bloodshot eyes looked back at her with a grin.

“But that’s life, isn’t it?”