A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 187



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Episode 187. Rejection is something you should do in the afterlife.

Ashvan leapt into the air, stepping on a branch, and fell with his frozen white sword.

The demon stopped for a moment, then froze and broke into pieces and poured down.

“… … !”

Schmidt watched the scene from beginning to end with wide-eyed anticipation.

Ashvan was clearly born with the hopeless talent of not only being unable to use mana, but also unable to feel even a single ounce of it.

How can you feel when you don’t even have a single bit of mana in your body?

Guston shook his head, saying that it was a body close to a curse.

Even now that he has returned alive, I can’t feel even a speck of mana from him.

But then, as if he was suddenly running as fast as the wind, he froze his sword white and used it to cut down the demon’s hand.

I’m talking about a B-class demon!

Considering that Ashvan had failed to shake off the B-class demon in the first place and ended up falling down the foggy cliff with it, it was absurd.

What on earth has been going on?

-Keeeeeek!!!

I was momentarily surprised by Ashvan’s first appearance.

Schmidt’s expression hardened at the sound of crying coming from afar.

It was a female.

A completely different level of momentum from males.

‘Grade A!’

A demon that is separated into special entities.

The bastard ran towards Ashvan, who had killed the male, roaring.

-Keeeeeek!

‘It’s dangerous!’

Schmidt immediately grabbed one of the spear blades he carried around on his waist like a keychain and injected mana into it.

Woof-

In an instant, a golden spear was created.

Boris, who was being carried on Schmidt’s back, was startled and fell off Schmidt’s back.

Schmidt immediately threw the golden spear.

Wedge!

It flew like a ray of light and went straight through the demon’s chest.

-Keeek!

The demon’s gaze turned straight to where the spear had come from, but Schmidt was already gone.

As soon as Schmidt threw the window, he immediately threw his own body as well.

Schmidt, running at full speed, was soon covered in golden energy.

fault!

Schmidt kicked the ground, jumped high, and kicked the bastard’s head with all his might.

Then, as soon as the bastard fell, I broke all of his legs so he couldn’t get up again, and then I stamped on his head to make sure it burst.

“Phew… … .”

Schmidt exhaled sharply.

I almost got into trouble.

The sudden appearance of a Class A demon.

Schmidt checked that the bastard was no longer moving, then looked at Ashvan.

I was worried that maybe he was hurt somewhere.

“Ah… … Like that… … .”

Ashvan was looking at himself blankly with a vain expression.

Foolishness dripped from both eyes.

“… … ?”

Schmidt was embarrassed.

Ashvan trudged towards him.

Schmidt quickly moved his hand and spoke.

-Brother, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?

Sigh-

“… … ?”

Ashvan passed Schmidt and crouched down in front of Mashu.

“Ah… it was A-class… Ah… … .”

I don’t know why, but he looked very regretful.

Schmidt, who was embarrassed, looked at Ashvan for a moment, then quickly walked over to him and made a sign.

-I’ll give you the magic stone.

Ashvan looked at Schmidt with empty eyes.

“… … Magic Stone? I don’t need it. Magic Stone and all.”

Then why are you doing that?

It was an embarrassing Schmidt.

While Schmidt was struggling to talk to Ashvan,

Boris shouted.

“Hey! This is no time for that! Damn, these guys are about to be born!”

“what?”

Two people suddenly ran towards the locusts’ nest.

As Boris said, it is not known whether he sensed the death of his parents or simply sensed a threat.

Dozens of eggs were wriggling around wildly.

As if it will hatch at any moment.

Boris spoke quickly.

“What should I do? Should I block the entrance first?”

Ashvan said in a subdued tone.

“What are you blocking? Just burn it all down now.”

“You idiot. Do you think that’s a normal egg? It’s an egg laid by a class A demon. It won’t even be burned by a normal fire. I think I’ll have to call a wizard for this. Can’t you call the Red Witch?”

“My sister is busy.”

“Then what should we do?”

Hwaruk-

Ashvan muttered, his hands lighting up with blue flames.

“There’s no need to call a wizard. My fire is no ordinary fire.”

It was a strangely unmotivated tone of voice.

But unlike his tone, the flame that bloomed from his hand flickered passionately.

Ashvan took out a handful of blue flames and threw them at the writhing nest.

“Hey, if you provoke me recklessly―”

Boris was horrified and tried to stop him… … .

I shut my mouth as I watched the blue flames spread throughout the nest in an instant.

“What if I provoke you?”

“… … If you provoke him, he will only die in more pain.”

The nest burst into flames and cries of “Keeeek!” resounded.

But to Boris, who knew their ecology, that sound sounded like a fanfare celebrating victory.

If they had been born that way, it is possible that several villages would have been destroyed.

No, what is a village?

Even cities with walled walls would not have been free from its influence.

Think about it.

I saw dozens of locust beasts growing up like my parents, preying on people.

And then he hits the puppies again.

It was a horrifying experience.

Perhaps an unprecedented disaster could have occurred.

And they themselves had prevented the disaster in advance.

Boris looked at the two people who had prevented the disaster with renewed eyes.

It wasn’t all that surprising that the golden brat killed the female.

I didn’t know that a Class A demon would be defeated so quickly, but it’s only natural since he’s a platinum mercenary of Sherwood.

‘But that guy… … .’

Boris looked at the man who had returned with his eyes suddenly red, as if he had thought he was dead.

Ashvan simply threw more blue flames into the nest with a sullen expression.

It seemed as if he had moved the guild’s shock meter to the backyard with his shining fist, but this time he was dismantling a B-class demon beast in an instant with his sword that blasted cold air, and now he has become a wizard and is burning down the demon’s nest with blue flames.

Boris stared blankly at the burning blue nest.

“Wow… You ride well.”

I clearly checked with the mana meter that there is no mana, but what on earth is the principle by which this power is expressed?

If this news reached Matap’s ears, he thought that they might capture Ashvan and force him to conduct a human experiment, just like they did to the two-faced swordsman.

Whatever.

Ashvan muttered gloomily, throwing the blue flames like stones into a stream.

“A-class demon… … .”

“… … .”

Boris somehow thought that he looked like a little boy who had his toy stolen.

Boris watched until the nest was completely burned down to nothing but black ash, then he took out a folder and wrote down the results of his investigation.

※A-class request estimated and confirmed

– A pair of locust-shaped demons. A male and female.

-Males are B-class, females are A-class.

―The male will be handled by Ashvan, the person who received this request, and the female will be handled by Schmidt, the tester.

-Special note: A nest was built and dozens of eggs were laid there, waiting to hatch.

-The nest was destroyed by Ashvan, the tormentor.

-Method of destruction: Burn everything with blue flames.

-As evidence, the ashes remaining from each magic stone and nest are attached.

-Request completed.

* * *

A-class demons are A-class demons, and platinum-class demons are platinum-class demons.

In the end, it is impossible to evaluate based solely on the grades given by people.

Even within that, there are differences in strength.

The female was on the weaker side even among Class A creatures.

Even after laying so many eggs, it’s still so pathetic to lose to Schmidt.

“But still… it was A-class… … .”

I muttered while lying down at the reception desk.

Next to me, Schmidt is moving his hands diligently, as if trying to comfort me.

Stop it. Stop it.

Do you think that will heal my wounded heart?

No matter how I think about it, it’s a shame.

If the bastard had just swung his front legs a few times, the wall would have split open.

Considering the danger of the nest, I think the male and female combined would rank high among Class A.

Regardless of the individual strength of the females, if there were a swarm of dozens of cute locust beasts with infinite potential to grow into A-class monsters, they would be able to easily destroy a village, or even several cities, if they just grew well.

That was the kind of guy he was… … .

It’s a shame. No matter how you think about it, it’s a shame.

[Did you say Schmidt? That guy is also special.]

“If it’s unusual, then it’s unusual. Where can you find a crazy guy who can grab a demon with his bare fists?”

Cheonma quickly forgot about the demon and instead seemed to have become interested in Schmidt.

[Disciple.]

“Why, Master?”

[Are the other guys as unique as that guy?]

“He’s actually on the average side.”

[Is that so?]

Cheonma smiled with satisfaction.

[I’m looking forward to it.]

I answered confidently.

“You won’t be disappointed in that regard.”

Knights tend to pursue similar values, so at first glance they may seem similar, but mercenaries all become mercenaries for their own reasons, so they each have strong personalities.

Among them, Sherwood in particular can be said to be at the top.

In short, they are all crazy.

There is some level of control thanks to the presence of the captain and the older sister.

If it weren’t for that, it would have exploded a long time ago.

… … Now that I think about it, isn’t that my role now?

Shit. Did I say I was going to form a mercenary group for nothing?

At this moment, Boris approached the reception desk, shuffling through papers.

“Congratulations on officially becoming a gold-rank mercenary. I hope your words and actions will be worthy of that title.”

“Okay.”

Schmidt clapped his hands from the side.

-congratulation!

Boris asked.

“Are you going to register with the mercenary group right away?”

“That’s right. I got the gold rank for something.”

Schmidt asked with wide eyes.

-A mercenary group?

By the way, I haven’t explained anything to this guy yet.

I’m sure we’ll have a lot to talk about while eating later.

“I’m going to raise the Sherwood Mercenaries again. Are you coming?”

Schmidt nodded, smiling brightly.

-yes!

“That’s right.”

Boris thrust the papers out.

“Sign it. I’ve already taken care of the rest.”

“Ooh.”

It seems like he was doing what he had to do and then sleeping.

I immediately picked up the quill the guy handed me and scribbled my signature.

“Is it okay?”

Boris nodded and took the papers.

“Okay.”

I jumped up and went up to the reception desk.

“I announce that the Sherwood Mercenaries are resurrected today! This is the beginning of a legend! Sound the wind instruments!”

“Come down, you crazy bastard.”

I looked straight at Schmidt.

“Schmidt. Be my partner! You can refuse only in the afterlife.”

Schmidt nodded, smiling like an innocent little boy.

Boris clicked his tongue and handed the boy another document.

“I knew you’d do this, so I prepared for you, golden little one. You sign here too.”

In this way, the Sherwood Mercenaries were founded and their first members were created.

Everything was going smoothly according to plan.

“Hahahaha!”

I burst out laughing with my arms crossed.

Boris hit my leg.

“Hey, you crazy bastard, come down!”

“okay.”

“They were all dying just a moment ago… … Tsk. You little punk.”

Whoosh!

Boris threw something shiny.

When I grabbed it and examined it, I found that it was a golden plate shining with a brilliant gold color.

“Gold Grade”

“Ashvan Sherwood”

“Oh! This is the gold medal!”

It’s so beautiful.

As I was gently biting it with my teeth, wondering if it was real gold, Boris held out his hand to me.

“Give me the money.”

“How much is it?”

“5 gold.”

“What? What’s so expensive?”

“Does the gold plate look like shit? It’s not supposed to be that expensive.”

“crazy.”

“Oh, and the total cost of founding a mercenary corps is 10 gold. Give it to me.”

“This is tyranny! This is oppression of Sherwood!”

Boris looked at me blankly.

“You can’t give it to me?”

“You thief. Is this a reasonable amount of money? You can take my soul, but you can’t take my money.”

Boris spoke in a calm tone, organizing his papers.

“I knew this would happen, so I already took care of it with this commission fee.”

I blinked for a moment and then asked.

“That’s an outrageous amount, 10 gold?”

“I increased the amount. I took care of the A-class demon and its nest, so I should receive that amount. I’ve already applied to the guild headquarters. The client and the guild will split the payment among themselves.”

“hmm.”

After fiddling around for a while, is that what you were doing?

I think I finally understand why this guy doesn’t get fired even though his personality is so obvious.

“What are you looking at? You son of a bitch.”

“… … .”

At that moment, the door suddenly opened, and Shushuruta came rushing in like a storm.

“I heard everything! Ashvan! You said you would put my name first!”

“ah.”

I looked at Schmidt, who was hastily filling out the application form.

There was no longer any membership form in his hand.

It was in Boris’s hands.

The guy looked back and forth between me and Shushuruta, then stamped his seal.

“Application completed.”

… … This kid.

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