A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 18



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Episode 18. The Last Ninth Sword

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Shushuruta’s eyes grew as big as a lamp.

She opened her mouth like a goldfish, and then suddenly let out a loud scream.

“That’s right, that’s you! It was you! A swordsman with blood-red eyes who uses cursed black magic! A cruel demon without blood or tears!”

“… … A devil. And it’s not black magic.”

“Somehow! As I was running, I thought I heard an ominous sound like the wail of a dead person!”

“That’s the sound of the wind.”

“Those mysterious movements must have been done using black magic!”

“I told you it’s not black magic.”

I looked into her wide-open eyes, and suddenly it occurred to me that it might be more fun if I didn’t explain.

So I just chuckled and said.

“The guy who runs the thieves’ guild is pretty slow to get any news.”

Shushuruta’s body suddenly became stiff, and the sound of swallowing was heard.

When I looked at her with a bright smile, my already white face turned even paler.

“Shall I explain in detail how I dealt with the Baron of Barranquilla and his men?”

Shushuruta shook his head.

“Oh, no. It’s okay.”

“This is a very valuable opportunity to hear information from the person in question, not someone else. Don’t turn it down.”

“I told you it’s okay.”

I opened my mouth without caring.

“First, let me explain how I killed the Baron… … . Maybe it was the temple of Ketel? There, under the protection of the goddess Ketel, I fought bravely against the evil hordes, then I swung my sword and cut the Baron’s neck!”

“Ahhhh! I can’t hear you! I can’t hear a thing! Aahhhh!”

After hearing this, Shushuruta screamed wildly, as if he thought he would be killed.

I wanted to tease him more, but it was too noisy so I couldn’t help it.

“Ouch, it’s noisy. Will you be quiet?”

Kung!

“… … .”

Shushuruta was shedding tears without making a sound.

It seemed as if he had finally realized that his opponent was a crazy bastard who would kill the Baron, and he kept his mouth shut, swallowing the scream that was about to burst out.

‘Was that a joke?’

When it became too quiet, I felt slightly embarrassed and said,

“Don’t worry. I won’t kill you.”

“… … Really?”

“Then. How could I throw away my precious 50 silver coins that I just caught on the ground?”

“… … .”

I put the slightly flowing Shushuruta back on my shoulder and walked with a limp.

Before I knew it, I had left the spooky forest that was thought to be the haunted area of ​​the Muyeonggoedo.

The leisurely afternoon sunlight filtered through the leaves as the birds chirped.

Suddenly Shushuruta asked.

“You. Why did you kill the Baron?”

“Well.”

“Just holding the Dagger of Oposis is like jumping into the middle of a typhoon with your bare body. And on top of that, killing a noble? The little bit of survival chance you had left has been cut in half. Is this a new method of suicide? What on earth are you trying to do?”

I answered, picking my ears.

“Whatever the reason is, it’s none of your business.”

“… … That’s true.”

Shushuruta became quiet again, as if he was speechless.

We walked along a peaceful forest path.

Now that I think about it, this guy bragged to me that he knew just about everything.

I suddenly became curious and said,

“I thought of it when you said the dagger of Oposus.”

Shushuruta, which was hanging from my shoulder, glanced at me.

“What is the legacy of Oposus? I know there is a great treasure of gold and silver. What else is there?”

As Shushuruta had told me earlier, there are quite a few rumors of hidden gold and silver treasures and treasures other than the Ophiuchus Dagger.

But why do people seem to be overreacting only to the Dagger of Oposis?

A strange intuition whispered to me.

The legacy of Oposis, there is something much more valuable than gold, silver, or treasures.

Shushuruta looked at me blankly and then asked abruptly.

“Are you seriously asking?”

“I am always sincere.”

“… … .”

I observed Shushuruta’s expression and asked.

“You know?”

“There will be fewer people who don’t know.”

“Then tell me.”

“Huh!” replied Shushuruta, snorting.

“Why should I do that?”

“If you tell me, I’ll let you go.”

“… … Really?”

Shushuruta glared at me with narrowed eyes.

It was a very suspicious look.

“I am Ashvan. I am a man who does not speak with two mouths.”

“Didn’t you do it earlier?”

“Don’t hate me. Just ask someone else.”

“Ma, I will tell you.”

“You’d better speak quickly. I’ll walk straight to the village without stopping. The slower I speak, the closer I’ll get to the village. I might be able to release you when I get to the mercenary guild.”

“I’ll tell you! I said I’ll tell you. I’ll tell you, so keep your promise.”

I nodded and tried to look as trustworthy as possible.

“I am Ashvan. I am a man who never tells lies.”

“… … .”

“What are you looking at?”

Shushuruta sighed softly and continued to explain point by point.

“Do you know who Oposis is?”

“They say he’s a famous blacksmith. He’s said to have made nine great swords.”

“Yes. Each and every one of them is a legendary sword that will never be found again in the world. Each holds a different power, but they are all fearsome.”

“hmm.”

How can a sword be so powerful?

Unless magic comes out every time you swing your sword… … .

A question crossed my mind for a moment, but I let it pass for now.

“The masters of the famous swords have changed many times over the years. The current masters are all incredibly strong people who have protected their swords with their great strength in the midst of the cycle of death and destruction. The eight masters of the sword. The world calls them the eight masters of the sword, or the eight masters of the sword.”

Palgeomjura. I’ve heard of that too.

I often heard that kind of sound when I was killing time at a bar or something.

I didn’t really pay attention because I wasn’t particularly interested.

The Sherwood Mercenaries aren’t interested in that kind of stuff either, so I’ve never really talked to them about it.

“Wait a minute. You’re talking about the Eight Swords? You’re talking about the Nine Great Swords.”

“That’s it.”

Shushuruta nodded.

As I nodded my head while hanging upside down on my shoulder, it seemed like the caterpillars dangling from the tree branches were wriggling.

“Everyone knows that Oposis created the nine great swords. However, only eight of them are left in the world. So… … where is the ninth and final sword?”

“no way.”

“That is true.”

“The last ninth sword is hidden in the Tomb of Ophiuchus?”

… … So that’s what it was like.

It seems that Baron Barranquilla was after gold and silver treasures, but Cale was not a man who would be tempted by money.

The greed that made him look at the dagger with eyes like a lynx for a moment was the greed that came from the ninth and last sword of Ophiosis.

Shushuruta glanced at me and asked.

“Even if you were in the Maia Kingdom, which is closest yet farthest from the Blake Kingdom, aren’t you too insensitive to the news?”

“That’s right. I’m just busy swinging my sword around. If I had known this would happen, I would have paid more attention.”

I thought about it carefully and then blurted out the question that came to mind.

“But why did you send eight famous swords out into the world, but keep the ninth and final sword hidden away?”

“It is said that the ninth black opossum is also a monstrosity that no one knows how he created. It is said that it is so dangerous that he has hidden it from the world.”

I tilted my head and asked.

“Is that so great?”

“The last, ninth, is called the Demon Sword rather than the Black Sword. It is a very sinister and ominous demon sword. It is said that Ophiuchus hid it in the tomb, wary of the chaos it would bring to the world.”

“It’s a demon sword.”

“It is said that even a country bumpkin who has never held a sword in his life will be able to overpower the wielder just by holding it. If a weak person holds it, they will lose their reason and become a bloodthirsty devil. Their ego will be taken over by the sword.”

“… … That’s it?”

Is it possible for an ordinary person to overwhelm users?

Does that make sense?

“But. What if someone with the power to control that magic sword holds it?”

“… … I guess I’ll finish it off.”

I don’t know if a sword that is nothing more than a sharp piece of iron really has that kind of power, but if such a thing really exists, then it does.

It is a magical sword that can be called a mistake from heaven.

“So that’s what it was… … .”

I muttered, rubbing my chin.

Shushuruta said that to me.

“I told you, so let me go.”

I nodded.

“no.”

“… … ? You don’t like it?”

“Yeah. I don’t like it. A man’s heart is like a reed. You should have said it quickly before I changed my mind.”

Shushuruta glared at me fiercely.

“This… this liar! This is the greatest liar in the world! He is the devil of lies!”

I said with a serious expression.

“It’s not that I lied, it’s that I broke my promise.”

“You devil! I will kill you with my own hands!”

I replied with a grin.

“Go to prison and dream.”

“Let go of this! I said let go! This is your last chance! This is your last chance! It’s too late to hit the ground and regret it!”

“Ahem ahem~”

I walked towards the village, humming a song.

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The process of cramming Shushuruta into the hole in the wall was quite difficult, but Shushuruta was gurgling and making noises, and Fabio heard the sound and came.

Thanks to Fabio’s help, I was able to pass through the hole with ease.

Fabio looked blankly at Shushuruta.

“What are you looking at? You look like a kid with a wet head. Do you know who I am?”

Fabio asked me.

“Who are you?”

“Shadowless Ghost.”

Fabio blinked and looked at Shushuruta in disbelief.

“… …? This person?”

“okay.”

I hoisted Shushuruta onto my shoulder and headed straight to the mercenary guild.

As I slammed the door open and went in, all eyes were drawn to me.

I pierced through those gazes and confidently crossed the guild and headed to the reception desk.

The mercenaries were groaning as they looked at me like that.

“What? Did you really catch the real Muyeong Phantom Thief?”

“It’s too small.”

“She looks like a woman.”

“The Ghost thief was a woman?”

“No way. It was definitely a deep male voice that resonated throughout the forest.”

I slammed Shushuruta down on the reception desk.

“Ugh! Can’t you go a little slower?”

Colin, who was sitting at the reception desk, blinked as he watched Shushuruta complaining, then raised his head and made eye contact with me.

I reached out to him.

“50 silver. Hand it over.”

“… … This guy is really the Ghost thief? The Ghost thief had a man’s voice.”

I took out the necklace I had kept separately and put it around Shushuruta’s neck while she was mumbling something.

Then, the thick, booming voice that had been heard from the forest echoed throughout the guild.

“I will not forget this humiliation. The devil with red eyes. This is not the end. I will definitely-”

The mercenaries became noisy when they heard her voice.

“It’s the voice of the shadowless thief!”

“That’s right, that voice echoing through the forest!”

“What the hell! You really caught the Ghost thief?”

I took off the necklace and tossed it at Colin, saying:

“This is the necklace the guy was wearing. I’ll submit it as evidence.”

“… … .”

Colin instinctively grabbed the necklace and looked back and forth between me and Shushuruta with wide eyes.

“… … It’s true, right?”

“I’m telling the truth. Have you ever seen me lie?”

Shushuruta shouted at me.

“I have never seen such a shameless liar as you! Red-eyed devil. You will pay the price for your lies someday! I will definitely-”

“It’s noisy.”

F*ck!

“Yuck!”

Shushuruta became quiet.

Colin looked at me and Shushuruta, who was quietly crying, and soon burst into laughter.

“I really want this. I didn’t think you’d catch it in less than a day. How did you catch it?”

“How did you catch it? I chased after it and caught it. Give me 50 silver.”

“Yes. Here it is. There will come a day in my life when I see the Muyeong Phantom Thief being caught.”

Colin held out a heavy, jingling purse.

I took it and started counting the coins one by one on the spot.

Then, he called Fabio, who was watching with bright eyes from the side.

“Kid. Are you good at counting money?”

“Yes. Can I help you?”

“Stack them in groups of five.”

“yes!”

With Fabio’s help, I was able to quickly create a tower of ten coins, each of five in a stack.

“Hmm. That’s 50 silver.”

Colin, who was watching, muttered.

“There’s no way I’ll get scammed wherever I go.”

“of course.”

After I put the 50 silver back in my pocket, I said to Colin.

“Then let’s meet tomorrow morning. Get your mercenary badge ready.”

“i get it.”

I waved goodbye to Shushuruta.

“Take care. I hope you are at peace in prison.”

Shushuruta glared at me and answered my question.

“This is not the end. You will see me again soon, Red-Eyed Demon.”

“Either way.”

I left the guild, passing through the waves of mercenaries.

Before I knew it, the sun was setting.

I looked up at the blushing western sky… … and asked Fabio, who had been following me.

“Do you also cook beef at your inn?”