A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 176



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Episode 176. Moonlight Sword

It was a moonless night.

Silent night, holy night.

I went deep into the forest behind the village with the captain.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that all the demons around had been exterminated, as not a single demon was visible.

The night road I was walking on now was the road leading to the foggy cliff.

It was a new experience to walk again along the path I had taken towards death.

I felt so excited and all that.

Just when I felt like I was a reasonable distance from the village, I was about to stop… … .

The captain’s voice was heard from behind.

“Let’s go. This is enough.”

“… … .”

Because I was a frog-like man, I walked a long way before I stopped.

The captain followed along, mumbling along.

I’ve come a long way.

At this rate, no matter how loud the fight is, the villagers won’t wake up.

Sling-

I turned around, drawing my sword.

The captain was looking at me with a black broadsword slung over his shoulder.

I looked at him calmly.

“Captain. Say it again. Did I hear you correctly? You said you were satisfied?”

The captain answered, scratching his neck.

“… … I think that’s what it was.”

I was furious at the captain for answering as if it was nothing.

“You damn devil. Don’t you remember what you said?”

“What did I say?”

“People are bound to stop, settle, and become satisfied at some point. And that’s where it ends.”

“… … .”

“But satisfied? Did you say satisfied? Did I hear that correctly?”

I was wondering who would defeat that monster.

It was himself who broke him.

Wasn’t it always said that your biggest enemy is yourself?

“You’ve become a pitiful man since I last saw you. Are you really the captain I knew? The monster I knew was a man who never compromised. That alone was admirable. But who are you? You’re not the captain. Where is that monster who used to sweep things away without mercy, and why is there a weak woman in front of you? Tell me. Where is the captain?”

The captain looked at me silently, then sighed deeply.

“I’m tired. The man was so tired that he went to sleep for a while.”

“You went to sleep?”

“No matter how strong I am, what use is it? My family is dead.”

“… … .”

“There was a time when I thought that if I became strong, everything would be solved. I believed that the problems that were happening now were because I wasn’t strong enough. But… you’re right. I was a pathetic guy who didn’t know anything. No matter how strong I was, I was helpless in the face of death. I was a weak guy who couldn’t do anything.”

I couldn’t hold it in any longer and shouted.

“colon!!!”

The forest rumbled.

“Look at me! Look at me! Do I look like a ghost to you? I’m not dead! What didn’t kill me made me stronger! So why are you weak?”

“… … .”

“That’s not how a captain speaks! He doesn’t make excuses like a man who lost without even fighting! Tell me! Where did the captain I knew go?”

The captain smiled weakly.

That sight made me unbearably angry.

I took a deep breath and then spoke in a subdued tone.

“Captain. Do you know what I was thinking as I navigated through that chaos?”

“well.”

“I came here through this fierce storm with the sole intention of kicking your ass. You are my ultimate target. Taking you down is my life’s wish. I overcame the brink of death with only your ass in mind.”

The captain muttered while caressing my buttocks.

“… … I feel strangely dirty.”

“But where did that guy go? You can’t be my ultimate target. The guy I’m going to take down in the end isn’t a weakling like this. What I had in mind wasn’t a wrinkled ass like this!”

“… … It’s even unpleasant.”

“Shall I tell you what is more unpleasant?”

“What is it?”

I aimed the silver sword that glowed faintly in the darkness at the captain.

“If you kneel before me, you will come to know naturally.”

The captain chuckled.

“I apologize in advance. That won’t happen. I’m sorry you had high expectations.”

thud!

The captain thrust the black greatsword he was holding into the ground.

I narrowed my eyebrows and glared at the captain.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

The captain replied, clenching his fist.

“I will fight you with my bare hands.”

“… … This kid.”

“I will admit it if you make me draw my sword.”

“What do you admit?”

“The story about you causing trouble in the Blake Kingdom. I admit it was true.”

I frowned.

“Why should I admit something like that? It’s the truth, so I don’t need your admission.”

“Really? Then forget it. You braggart.”

“… … .”

I had a staring contest with the captain for a while.

“… … If I win, kneel down and beg me, saying, ‘I’m sorry for not knowing, great enemy-eyed demon Ashvan.’”

“Then if you lose, you should work as a waiter at a restaurant for a few days. We’re short on manpower.”

I farted.

“What about the work? There aren’t any customers.”

“He doesn’t usually come out in the evening.”

“Excuses.”

“Just shut up and do what I tell you to do.”

“You should get ready to get on your knees, you phony.”

I slowly raised my spirits, and at the same time, the captain’s momentum changed.

There was no particular movement, but the air around them suddenly became heavy.

It was an oppressive feeling that seemed to crush the entire area.

A magnificent aura flowed out that was hard to believe came from one man.

It’s not for nothing that I call him a devil.

It’s like facing a wild, violent, and savage beast that defies common sense.

I quickly circulated the energy I had been warming up through my whole body.

Wheeeeew-

A strange sound of wind could be heard in my ears, and my clothes and hair began to flutter in the wind.

I overcame the oppressive momentum of the captain by tearing it away with the wind as if I was having a tantrum.

“… … !”

The captain looked at me with slightly surprised eyes.

“Captain. Can you hear this, you rascal? The ghosts are welcoming their friends.”

“… …Is that also a type of black magic?”

“I said it’s martial arts.”

While I was talking, I asked Cheonma for his opinion.

‘Master. What do you think?’

[Hmm. It’s hard to tell which is better.]

‘With who?’

[With the bitter cold.]

‘… … !’

[You’ll know the result if you try it yourself.]

I glared at the captain.

“Captain. Was it the Eight Swordsman? Were you hiding your identity?”

He smirked and pointed to the black greatsword he had placed next to him.

“Do you think this ignorant greatsword is the famous sword of Oposis?”

“hmm.”

Having seen the frost myself, it was hard for me to think that way.

Because it was just a stupidly large greatsword with absolutely no special features.

It definitely doesn’t look like a sword.

“Well, there’s no way a weakling like you could be the Eight Swordsman.”

“That’s bullshit. Do you fight with your mouth?”

“Words are part of the fight, you ignorant fool. Don’t you know psychological warfare?”

“If we keep going like this, it’ll be morning. Hurry up and rush in. You need to get some sleep.”

I took a deep breath and looked at the captain.

“Hoooo… … .”

Even though he was standing there arrogantly without any particular preparation, there was no sign of any weakness.

It was like watching a huge storm that was holding its breath.

It felt like I was confronting him with a branch in my hand.

I don’t know if it’s stronger than the cold.

To begin with, Hokhan didn’t show off all his skills.

Can I defeat that monster?

The cold weather was enough to treat me like I was at my level, but the captain was a ruthless man, so the possibility of that happening was low.

But so what?

The fight is all about momentum.

You won’t know until you try.

Aren’t you letting your guard down?

Now is your chance.

I spoke coolly, holding the sword askew.

“Tonight. I will kill you and bring you the real captain.”

Then he looked up at the moon in the sky and shouted.

“Ketel! Give me the power to defeat that evil demon!”

“You’re being a jerk.”

I gave the captain a frank warning, as he muttered something about his condition getting worse.

“Captain. This isn’t the me you knew before. Be careful not to die.”

“Come in.”

“I warned you.”

“Are you ready?”

The captain took a step forward and looked at me.

An intimidating force rivaling that of a yaksha emanated from his fists.

“for a moment.”

I apologized for a moment, then pulled my left hand, which was not holding the sword, behind my back.

When his hand came out from behind his back, a black night spear was already in his grasp.

He shouted, throwing the night spear at the captain who blinked in surprise.

“start!”

Wedge!

The night sky window flew at incredible speed.

But the captain easily grabbed the night spear and held it with strength.

Crunch!

The solid turned into a gas and dispersed easily.

But that was already expected. That’s exactly what I was aiming for.

The night sky was scattered across the night sky, obscuring his vision, and in the meantime, a magnificent sight awaited the captain in the night sky.

The captain, who had waved his hand to scatter the wild grass, opened his mouth dumbly as he looked up at the sky where dozens of black spears were floating.

“What is this… … .”

I said with a grin.

“It’s called ‘the sky is full of black rain.’”

As he stretched his hand forward, dozens of night spears rained down on the captain at once.

As soon as the night spear struck the captain, it scattered into the night sky and transformed into pitch-black darkness, coloring the surroundings.

In the meantime, I prepared my best attack.

The silver sword was covered in night sky, then starlight twinkled, and finally moonlight fell upon it.

The full moon’s light silently seeped into the silver sword.

Clumsy tricks won’t work against the captain.

One room.

A powerful blow is needed.

A single sword that gathers all one’s strength.

I had been thinking and thinking about this while riding the carriage.

So, after much thought, a new season was created.

A terrifying season in which even the round full moon in the sky is split in half, turning it into a half-moon.

Moonlight Sword. Type 1. Half Moon.

I poured the full moonlight into the sword body.

It didn’t seem like it would fit all the way into the sword, but I managed to squeeze it in. I managed to push it in somehow.

Naturally, the moonlight was condensed into high density.

The entire sword was filled with soft moonlight.

The immense power contained in the sword sent shivers down my spine.

In this state, the wind of the flag is slightly mixed.

So that the moonlight stretching forward remains firm and does not scatter, and continues to stretch far into the distance.

I put everything I have into this one attack.

To the Captain, this is the one shot that will tell you what I experienced at Blake.

I looked at the sword shining with a soft light.

It has tremendous power, but it doesn’t shine brightly.

It just shines quietly and softly like the moonlight pouring down in the middle of the night.

Being strong doesn’t necessarily mean being loud.

Isn’t that right?

I fired a new shot at the captain who was caught in the wild air while holding the eerily quiet sword.

Putting the power of a rush into a sword strike.

I gave him my best attack.

The silver sword bathed in moonlight cut through the darkness silently.

From bottom left to top right.

Obliquely.

Could it be because I was extremely focused?

It felt like time was passing slowly.

A situation where the trees on the left side of the path outside the field of vision are seen being cut down coolly by the moonlight that stretches out.

The black sword, bathed in moonlight, advanced into the deep darkness, drawing beautiful lines.

The moonlight advanced like a ray of light cutting through the lingering darkness.

The mighty power contained in the sword seemed to have destroyed the wild spirits before they could even touch it.

It’s as if the darkness is being erased with a fine brush.

The moonlight advanced without hesitation, cutting through the sparkling night sky like a ray of light… …and soon encountered something dark.

The loud noise came a beat later.

Kwaaaaaaaang!!!

* * *

A landscape that seems not of this world.

It looks like a cloud that was playing in the sky has descended because it is curious about the world where humans live.

Some call this place the Sea of ​​Fog, the Fog Cliff.

All that is visible is a sea of ​​fog with no end in sight.

But below that is a steep cliff.

There was a being sitting proudly on the edge of that dangerous foggy cliff, staring blankly out into the sea of ​​fog.

It was a fox as white as snow, but the fur around its eyes was red, which gave off a strange feeling.

The fox sat still and gazed out at the sea of ​​fog.

The sea of ​​fog bathed in moonlight rippled very slowly.

“… … .”

At this moment, the fox’s ears perked up.

A sound picked up from afar.

The fox slowly got up.

His entire body glowed silver. It looked like moonlight was streaming down.

It was a mysterious sight that some people admired as divine.

The fox, who had raised her body gracefully, gazed into the forest where darkness had descended… and then flew towards it.