A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 175



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Episode 175. Follow me

The night was deep.

The story of the Blake Kingdom has come to a close, and the dinner has come to a close.

Linda had already fallen asleep with her head on the table, drooling, and Mary was nodding off next to her. Shushuruta was acting up, perhaps because he had been drinking.

“Ashvan. The world is spinning. Spinning… … Is the world you see constantly spinning like this? That’s why I wasn’t in my right mind. That’s how it was… … .”

“Be quiet.”

I put the guy to sleep by pressing the acupoint under his ear before he could babble any more.

“What the… … .”

Shushuruta collapsed onto the table with a thud.

Scarlett looked at me as if she found that strange.

“How did you do it?”

I’m passing! He explained in a solemn tone, raising his finger.

“It’s called a point acupuncture. I put my internal energy into my fingertips and then pressed the acupuncture point to put him to sleep.”

Scarlett’s head tilted to one side.

“Bloodlet? I’ve never heard of that kind of black magic.”

“I told you, it’s not black magic, it’s martial arts.”

“Shushuruta is said to be black magic.”

“Sister. Are you going to believe what this guy you just saw today says rather than what I say?”

Scarlett smiled.

“You’re so cute, I wanted to trust you. Cuteness is directly linked to trustworthiness.”

“… … Sister. Are you drunk?”

Scarlett laughed out loud.

I confirmed that the captain was looking at that sight with a slightly surprised expression.

It seems like he hasn’t laughed out loud in a while.

Scarlett looked at me with interest, smiling.

“Hmm… That’s strange. I still don’t feel any mana.”

Even though my sister heard my story, she didn’t seem to completely believe it.

That makes sense.

It is said that a beggar who could not sense mana at all suddenly gained special powers after experiencing a turbulent adventure at the bottom of a cliff.

It was natural that it was hard to believe.

My sister said, getting up from her seat.

“I’ll put these sleepyheads in their rooms and come back.”

“yes.”

As I stood up with her to help, my older sister waved her hand and told me to sit down.

“No, you just sit down. You can do it by yourself.”

With a few gestures, Scarlett floated the guys upstairs, along with the chairs they were sitting on.

It’s a wonderful sight no matter when you see it.

Even Cheonma, who had been quietly watching until now, could not hold back his admiration as he was amazed by the sight.

[oh…….]

“Isn’t it amazing?”

[Is that magic too?]

“That is the real exhaust magic.”

[Amazing. How is that possible? Is it some kind of a hollow object?]

“Well, I don’t know anything about magic or the void, so it’s hard for me to answer.”

The captain, who had been staring blankly at me while I was talking to Cheonma, said.

“Your condition has gotten worse since I last saw you. Are you talking to yourself now?”

I glared at the captain.

“How many times have I told you? I have a heavenly master, Cheonma, stuffed in my head.”

“… … crazy guy.”

The captain muttered, downing his glass in one gulp.

“The atmosphere has changed quite a bit. The momentum is also quite sharp.”

“Is that so?”

“I’ll half believe you, you braggart.”

“Oh my.”

Although it was 100% true, this ugly devil seems to be making the mistake of trying to select the truth.

“Captain. You don’t trust me?”

“Do you believe me?”

The captain snorted.

“I can understand why you killed the Baron, considering your temper. You defeated two of Blake’s royal knights in the great battle to decide who would take the throne, and made the Black Prince king? That’s an exaggeration.”

“… … .”

“Furthermore, he defeated the Knight of the Cold… … .”

The captain said, pouring alcohol into an empty glass.

“I know who that guy is.”

“what?”

The captain looked at me, holding his glass.

There was a strange light flashing in his eyes.

“Do you think I don’t know the owner of the blue sword among the eight swords?”

“… … !”

“He is not the kind of person who would let his target live without any trouble.”

The captain said, emptying his glass in one gulp.

“When given an order, he is a cold-blooded man who carries it out no matter what. That is the Knight of the Cold. You defeated that man? The Cold just gave up on you and went back? Nonsense.”

I asked in a somewhat serious voice.

“Have you ever encountered extreme cold?”

“Once upon a time.”

The captain answered nonchalantly, filling his glass again.

“In the old days?”

The captain snorted.

“Do you think I only lived in the Kingdom of Maia? Before I founded the Sherwood Mercenaries, I was a wanderer. I traveled from place to place without any particular reason.”

This was another unexpected piece of news.

I couldn’t contain my curiosity.

“Who won?”

I watched his mouth, feeling my five senses heightened to extreme detail.

Of course, I had been watching the captain for a long time, but back then, I was in a time when I couldn’t feel mana.

How much can an ignorant person know by looking at it?

There are things that can only be seen when you reach a certain level.

I see the captain with the ability to use his current internal energy… … .

I couldn’t even begin to guess the realm.

I remember when I tried to glimpse the skills of the royal knights of the Blake Kingdom, it was like looking into a deep nail and not being able to see inside.

A creepy feeling, like looking into a deep abyss, with goosebumps running down your spine.

It’s a similar feeling to that time.

Either it is a realm that I cannot dare look into at the moment, or it is something that is good at hiding its energy.

It means that both are strong anyway.

If so, then it means that their skills are at least equal to those of the royal knights.

This is actually a given.

What’s important here is whether the inside is as deep and dark as the knight in the cold.

“Who won the fight against the cold?”

When I urged him, the captain frowned.

“Shut up. Is that important right now?”

I stared blankly at the captain.

“I lost.”

“what?”

“I lost, I lost. I can tell you lost because you can’t speak.”

The captain glared at me with menacing eyes.

The look in his eyes was still fierce.

“I didn’t lose.”

“So you won?”

“… … .”

“Look at this. I lost, I lost. I got completely beat up. I was just whining for nothing and got beaten to the point of death.”

“Shut up. I didn’t win, and I didn’t lose.”

“then?”

The captain avoided eye contact and muttered quietly.

“……draw.”

“draw?”

“It’s a draw, you punk.”

I blinked.

I thought he was a man who never knew defeat, but now I see that he didn’t win every fight.

“No, even the captain has lost before?”

“I told you I didn’t lose? It was a draw.”

“This is… shocking. I thought he was just born destroying everything because of his temper.”

“Who do you think is crazy?”

The captain responded as if he found it ridiculous.

“So you thought I was invincible? I’m human too, a human.”

“It seems closer to a demon than a human.”

“Arai.”

The captain threw the spoon down.

I instinctively caught the flying spoon.

And then, as if by magic, it was enveloped in blue flames.

The captain looked at me with a slightly surprised expression.

“… … This kid. He’s not completely bluffing, is he?”

I chuckled.

“Of course. The truth always wins.”

I took the blue flame and returned it with a spoonful of starlight.

Wedge!

The moment the starlight caught on the spoon and sparkled, it flew towards the captain at full speed.

Thud!

The captain lightly held the starlight spoon and looked at me with wide eyes.

“… … Mana?”

I smiled, showing my teeth.

“It’s called ‘Qi’, you ignorant bastard.”

Boom!

The captain suddenly rose from his seat.

“You crazy bastard. Finally!”

I too jumped up, regardless of whether the chair fell backwards or not.

“Hahahaha! What did I say? I said it!”

We laughed and patted each other’s shoulders and backs without mercy.

“You little punk. Take this glass! I thought I’d be living my whole life complaining, but I finally met my match!”

“Of course. Who am I? I am Ashvan of Sherwood. I can’t be the only one being sloppy.”

“Hahaha! Well said! Looks like you realized something after getting beaten up by that brat. Good job.”

“No, why are you suddenly bringing that up?”

“This is not the case. How can I enjoy this pleasure with such cheap alcohol? Bring me some Gillentine 30 Years Old.”

“What the hell! What are you doing? Why don’t you bring it right now!”

The two men, who had reunited after a long time, spent the night drinking alcohol.

* * *

“Ugh. This is killing the taste of alcohol.”

Before I knew it, I was running low on that precious bottle of Gillentine 30 Year Old Whiskey.

As the world spun around, I blew some of the alcohol out of my fingertips and looked at the drunken captain.

“… … But I don’t know if it’s that delicious? Why are you making such a fuss?”

The captain chuckled.

“This little brat. What did I feed to a guy who doesn’t even know the taste of alcohol? I’m starting to regret it.”

Meanwhile, a sharp conflict was underway within the mercenary group.

The captain tried to hide it somehow, and the others, including me, tried to steal it. It was this liquor that you couldn’t get even with money: Gillentine 30 Year Old.

But when I finally got to taste it, it didn’t have much of a response. It made me wonder why I made such a fuss about it.

“Ugh.”

A feeling of emptiness came over me.

Is this what life is like?

I looked at the captain who was giggling like a madman and said.

“I feel heavy-hearted because I’m eating alone. The alcohol would taste better if I drank it with the Gillentine suicide squad.”

A lonely expression crossed the captain’s face.

“… … That’s right.”

Suddenly it became quiet.

I silently stared at this heavy silence, then suddenly looked towards the stairs.

Scarlett never came down again.

Now that I think about it, it seems like he deliberately left the table so that I could vent my frustrations with the captain.

“colon.”

“What is it?”

“Where are all the others?”

“… … There’s one nearby.”

“who?”

“Who could it be? Who else but the fox?”

“ah.”

Come to think of it, that guy was the one who followed Scarlett around, so he was the kind of guy who would follow his sister around wherever she went.

“It wanders around the forest on its own, and comes back every now and then when it gets bored. I haven’t seen it for quite some time, so it might come back tomorrow.”

“What about the rest of them?”

“I don’t know. They scattered.”

“where?”

“What do you know? They’re not the kind of people who’d go and get beaten to death.”

“That’s true, though.”

I’m not sure who they beat to death, but they’re not the type of people who deserve to be beaten to death.

I said in a serious tone.

“colon.”

“What is it?”

“I heard the mercenary group was disbanded.”

The captain muttered in a bitter tone.

“… … That’s right.”

“Isn’t that so?”

I raised my eyebrows.

“So what you’re saying is that you let the mercenary group disband?”

“… … I won’t deny it.”

I barely resisted the urge to grab him by the collar.

It was unbearably annoying to see the captain so helpless.

“Why did it disband? Did it have something to do with me falling off the cliff?”

“Well.”

“say.”

The captain looked at me.

The yaksha that lived inside it had already disappeared.

I glared at those pitiful eyes.

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

“… … .”

The captain sighed and slowly explained.

“After you fell from the Foggy Cliff… After I cleaned up your belongings and buried them in the cemetery. The guys were strangely depressed. They were so gloomy. They didn’t even take on any requests and just sat around in their quarters, killing time.”

“however.”

“As you know, we’re all the same type of guys. We don’t go out anywhere and just stay in our dorms, on edge… How could we be quiet? Fights would break out all the time. We’d fight over trivial things that we would normally just let go of, and then those fights would spread, and then we’d fight like crazy, and Siri would cry and tell us not to fight… … It was chaos. There wasn’t a single day that we could just let it go quietly.”

“hmm.”

“I beat them up to calm them down a couple of times. But they kept fighting, so I couldn’t stand it anymore. Finally, I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I told them all to leave. I told them to get out before I killed them all. I thought another one would die if I kept doing that.”

“… … .”

“I didn’t like seeing them fight each other to the death over something so trivial. It seemed like they were looking for excuses to fight each other. It seemed like they wanted to beat themselves up but couldn’t, so they were borrowing someone else’s hand.”

“… … .”

“I didn’t want to see that sight any longer. I definitely didn’t create the mercenary group to see this sight.”

The captain sighed.

“Ashvan. Do you know why I created a mercenary group?”

“why?”

“I just wanted to live well with these worthless guys. That was it.”

“… … .”

Silence fell.

I fiddled with my glass for no reason, then downed the rest of my drink in one go and slammed it on the table.

“What’s the problem? We can just get back together. The pillar that supported the Sherwood Mercenaries’ great axis has returned, so we can just get back together.”

The captain looked at me blankly.

“Shall we get together again?”

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t it work?”

“how?”

“What can I do? I have to find them one by one and drag them in by the hair.”

“… … .”

“Why is there no answer?”

The captain emptied his glass again like a weak man and said:

“You do it.”

“what?”

“I will stay here.”

“… … .”

What did I just hear?

“Ashvan. Do you know what my dream was?”

“What is it?”

“The idea was to open a small restaurant. Like this one.”

Guston’s dream of being a restaurant owner?

Aren’t you going to defeat the Demon King of the West?

“Are you kidding me?”

“It didn’t go as planned, but it’s not bad at this point. The demons have already been exterminated, and people are gradually gathering. There will be more and more guests. I’m satisfied with my current life.”

I doubted my ears.

What the hell is this devil talking about?

content?

Did I hear that correctly?

The captain emptied his glass again.

Looking at it this way, it seemed like I was looking at a pitiful fallen noble who had been demoted from a high-ranking position and pushed out to the provinces.

I glared at the nonsensical captain with wide eyes and blurted out a word.

“Is it broken?”

“what?”

“Since when have you become such a weakling? Am I really the leader I know?”

Sling-

I drew my silver sword and aimed it at the captain.

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