A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 186



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Episode 186. Promotion Test.

The contents of the request were as follows:

The story is about a demon hiding in the forest in a mountainous area who attacks people passing by.

It was a request from a certain merchant who had repeatedly lost goods, people, horses and carriages while in transit.

He looks like such a cute guy.

If you see incidents happening repeatedly in certain areas, it seems like he’s not a mindless wanderer.

Judging from the way they wait on the side of the road and then attack by surprise, they seem to have some level of intelligence.

The survivors leave behind no words or people.

Whether it is an intention to avoid being attacked in a specific way or just a coincidence, they move the location of the attack little by little… … .

After checking various other circumstances, it was determined that the guild was looking at a B-class demon.

In fact, strictly speaking, there was a possibility that it wasn’t a B-class demon.

If not, it’ll be a bit of a hassle, but then you’ll just have to hunt another one.

Even if it’s just someone like Nana Boris, you can tell what level they are at a glance.

If it’s not a B-class but a C or D-class demon, you can quickly kill it and go find another one.

It looks like Boris has also prepared several other requests in a file in preparation for this situation.

Actually, I’m thinking of getting an A-class demon.

Because B-class demons are no longer my opponents.

This is something I was certain of after killing a Class B demon with a single stroke of my sword.

‘I’m not the weak and fragile me of old.’

But honestly, the chances of it being an A-class demon were slim.

Because I’ve only seen Class A a few times.

[Are they that rare?]

“That’s right. Since even B-class is rare, A-class is even harder to come by. If A-class were easy to come by, the Maia Kingdom would have fallen long ago.”

[hmm.]

Cheonma snorted as if he was sorry.

It seems like a B-class demon like me isn’t up to the task.

But what can we do?

It’s impossible for me to summon a Class A demon just because I want to.

I glanced back to see if they were following me well… … .

Schmidt was following me very leisurely.

Rather, it seems like he’s following along at my pace.

He just seemed really surprised at how much I had changed.

“Tsk.”

Well, if you think about it, this guy was particularly fast even among the mercenary guys.

Who is faster between Shushuruta and the two?

“Ughh …

Boris is fluttering like a cloak on Schmidt’s back.

It looked like he was holding on with all his might to keep himself from falling.

I gave words of encouragement in my heart.

Great job, Boris.

Cheer up, Boris.

Just hold on a little longer, Boris.

“Eu …

Boris’ faint scream continued for some more time.

After a while, we arrived at the scene of the incident.

“Ugh… … .”

Boris, who had been fluttering like a cloak on Schmidt’s back for a while, fell to the ground in a heap.

As I was investigating the crime scene, Schmidt approached me, leaving his flowing cloak behind, and moved his hands quickly with wide eyes.

-How did you do it? I didn’t feel any mana?

You could tell how surprised the guy was from the urgent way he spoke.

I said, pointing to the wrecked carriage.

“I’ll tell you later, so let’s just catch this guy first.”

Schmidt nodded.

Of all the incidents believed to be his doing, this was the most recent.

The carriage was literally in shambles, the lid having been violently torn off, and the contents spilling out of the carriage.

It appears that the item being transported was fruit, but the box containing the fruit was broken and was covered in a green, sticky fluid.

It was as if he had stuffed his face into a box and eaten it.

Flies were buzzing around the rotten fruit.

No other horses or people were visible.

The strange thing was that there were no visible traces of blood.

Usually, it is full of blood.

A normal demon would never do something like this.

Because they are busy killing and eating without thinking.

That means there was a reason to take him away alive and intact.

I only had a taste of the apple as a snack.

then…….

Schmidt, who was looking over the scene of the incident, looked at me and was about to move his hand.

“No! The test tube can’t help you.”

Boris staggered to his feet and stopped Schmidt, who was trying to say something to me.

“The test starts from finding clues at the crime scene and tracking down the mastermind. Golden Kid. You just watch.”

Schmidt blinked and looked at me.

I nodded.

“Do so. This guy is my prey, so don’t even think about intercepting him.”

Schmidt nodded reluctantly, his mouth hanging open.

I then examined the traces of the wreckage on the carriage.

The marks on the carriage were sharp, as if a huge blade had struck them. They were different from claws.

But at the same time, it was vicious and violent, as expected of a demon.

In particular, the way the carriage lid was opened made it look as if the carriage had been cut open with two sharp blades.

It felt like something big like a pair of scissors had grabbed me from above.

“hmm.”

The prevailing theory is that demons are the result of living beings such as beasts or insects being exposed to contaminated mana and then mutating.

The bastard’s identity began to vaguely form in my mind.

I then followed the trail into the forest.

Schmidt and Boris followed quietly.

I gave instructions to Schmidt.

“Schmidt, don’t worry about me and just take care of the trash.”

“Are you shaking?”

“Did you see me running? I’m not the same as before.”

Schmidt moved his hand.

-but…….

“I’ve been through worse in the Blake Kingdom. Don’t worry about it.”

Schmidt, who had been hesitating, put down both his hands and looked blankly at Boris next to him as if he were looking at a load of luggage.

The lump replied.

“What are you looking at?”

“… … .”

I left them both alone and focused on following the trail.

As I followed the traces of broken branches and green fluid scattered here and there, I found a sparkling necklace among the grass.

When I picked it up, I saw that it was a pendant with a picture of a happy family on it.

“… … .”

I put it in my pocket and then continued tracking.

As I followed the traces like that… … .

“Sniff sniff. What is that horrible smell?”

In one place, a swarm of flies were happily enjoying a feast, buzzing about.

“You’ve packed it so generously.”

It was the devil’s stool.

“Ugh… … !”

Boris, who has a bad stomach, starts vomiting as soon as he smells the smell.

I picked up a long branch and poked the shit in it.

Not hard, but warm.

It seems that it was placed here to mark the territory.

He’s nearby.

I guess I’ll just have to follow the smell of shit.

I muttered as I threw the stick I had used to poke shit into the bushes.

“Okay, we’ve come to a conclusion.”

I looked back at Schmidt.

“Would you like to listen, Mr. Test Tube?”

Schmidt, who had been staring blankly at the devil’s dung, looked at me.

“After examining the various circumstances… it is presumed to be a large locust-shaped demon. Judging from the fact that it does not consume its prey right away but carries it away, it means that there are other individuals nearby that will eat the prey. What does that mean? There is a high probability that there is a nest.”

Boris, who had been gagging at the word nest, looked over in surprise.

“What? A nest? Damn, that’s a big problem.”

I nodded.

“It’s one of two things. Either feed the chicks, or feed the females who have laid eggs or are about to lay eggs.”

Although rare, there are some that are capable of reproduction despite being demons.

I’ve heard that this is more likely to happen if a male and female pair of the same species become contaminated at the same time.

There are many aspects of the ecology of the demons that cannot be defined by common sense, so it is better to keep various possibilities open in order to deal with them.

Actually, I said eggs, but insects can also give birth to live young like mammals.

Conversely, a demon in the form of a beast can also lay eggs.

That’s because they grew up so wildly.

“Or it could be an organism that can reproduce on its own. It could have laid eggs and taken them away to be eaten later.”

“Crazy. Hermaphroditic?”

“Maybe so. Maybe not.”

Boris muttered in a serious tone.

“… … If it’s a real nest, things will get serious. Doesn’t this seem like the right time to take a promotion test?”

“What’s the problem? The best troubleshooter here is Ashvan, the Half-Sword.”

Boris looked at me with unkind eyes.

“What’s the problem? We have Schmitt, the self-proclaimed platinum-grade golden fighter.”

Only then did Boris feel relieved.

That rotten bastard.

I solemnly declared.

“I will change the objective. This hunt will involve not only killing the demon, but also destroying its nest.”

Schmidt nodded.

That guy probably knows this much.

Of course. Who taught you that?

I asked Boris, watching him busily write down my declaration of war in a file.

“Have you written it all down?”

Boris nodded.

“Then, from now on, we will begin the full-scale pursuit and destruction operation. Follow along closely.”

The shit is warm.

That means there’s a shithead not far away.

If it’s warm poop, that’s the end of the story.

I opened my eyes wide and relaxed.

In that state, I followed the smell of poop for a while… … .

“Found it.”

I immediately ran in that direction.

I felt Schmidt following me hurriedly, carrying Boris on his back.

As for our Schmidt, he is a genius among geniuses, having won the platinum medal at the young age of sixteen.

Maybe this guy is the youngest platinum-grade mercenary?

What I am saying is that I did not curse the world for nothing.

How can you not feel deprived when these monsters are right next to you?

In any case, it means that Boris, who is riding on the back of such a monster, has nothing to worry about.

Sling-

I ran towards him with my sword drawn.

My heart starts pounding and I’m going crazy just thinking about showing off my skills to my much younger brother.

Can I finally be a big brother?

I quickly closed the distance and thought about what I could do to kill that bastard, and decided to use the ice ball.

I think I heard somewhere that locusts are weak to the cold.

He created the Seolji Cheongyeomgong while running.

Tsk tsk… … .

Frost bloomed on the sword like a flower and soon turned white.

The half-sword, completely covered in white, grew into the shape of a sword.

Like a tree branch growing.

I looked at the white sword in my hand.

It was literally a snow branch, a tree branch covered in snow.

Soon the creature’s massive body began to appear between the trees.

A monster grasshopper nearly 5 meters long was grooming its front paw.

It looked more like a giant unidentifiable monster than a locust.

Because it had a lot of black hair all over its body, as if it had mutated. It was disgusting.

I kicked the branch lightly and soared into the air.

The bastard moved his antennae and looked this way.

-Keeek?

The moment you meet the sharp triangular head and mean, narrow eyes characteristic of a locust.

I fell through the air and swung the white-tinged branches several times.

After several slashes, I landed lightly on the ground and watched the bastard.

It seemed to stiffen for a moment, then froze white from the head up, and collapsed one by one in the order in which they were cut.

Head, neck, forelegs, torso, belly, legs.

Frozen locusts were slaughtered and scattered on the ground.

I looked at the sight for a moment, then turned around with the sword in my hand, cold air flying around.

Schmidt and Boris, who was riding behind him, had their mouths wide open.

I chuckled.

“Schmitt, it’s my brother.”

Boris is second, and Schmidt looks quite surprised too.

It would still be the case that you couldn’t feel any mana from me.

Before coming here, I must have thought that I had somehow fooled Camus with my soulful lies.

But no.

That means I’m not the same as before.

I looked straight ahead with a proud heart.

Behind where the bastard froze to death, there was a large nest.

It looked like they had dug a cave into a rock and laid a bunch of eggs there.

Each egg was about 50cm in size, and there seemed to be several dozen of them.

If it had hatched like this, a disaster would have unfolded.

It was terrifying just to think about it.

Just as I was about to approach the cave to destroy the nest… … .

-Keeeeeek!!!

Another locust demon appeared from the left with a terrible howl.

The roar was so loud it felt like my ears were going to burst.

It was twice as large as the previous one, and had red fur all over its body.

It was a female.

They say that female insects are often larger than males, but this was a bit of an extreme case.

It appears that the male was guarding the nest while the female was away for a while.

-Keeeeeek!

The creature ran with its two sharp forelegs spread wide to the left and right as if threatening.

But the speed was unusual.

My whole body felt tingly as if a huge carriage was rushing forward.

“oh!”

I realized it instinctively.

“Grade A!”

Even the devil smiled.

[It’s finally worth watching.]

“Hehehe.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of clashing my sword against those two sharp forelegs.

I took up my stance with my sword held at an angle.

“at las……!”

At that moment, a golden beam of light flashed and passed through the bastard’s chest.

-Keeek!

Then, Schmitt, completely covered in gold, flew in like a shotgun and kicked the bastard’s head.

Bam!!

One of the bastard’s eyes sunk in with a sound like a blow to the drum.

thud!

The beast lost its balance and fell, and Schmidt immediately kicked the legs of the beast, which were thin compared to its large body, breaking them all.

-Keeeek! Keeeek!

Then, he repeatedly stomped on the head of the struggling man, causing it to burst.

puck!

Before I could even do anything, the Class A demon was killed in an instant right before my eyes.

“no…….”

[ah…….]

“That like that… … .”

From the mouths of Cheonma and I, who watched the scene from beginning to end, only sighs of regret came out.

The Thousand Horses Are Stuffed in My Head Episode 187