A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 189



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Episode 189. Where does nobility come from?

A month has passed.

Shushuruta passed the promotion test without a hitch and became a gold rank, and Miho stamped her seal and became an honorary member of the Sherwood mercenaries.

Since he was a guy who had been killing me with that kind of feeling before, I didn’t feel the need to get a rank.

I also wanted to try for the platinum level.

I couldn’t take the Platinum Rank Promotion Test right away even if I wanted to, and I didn’t feel the need to, so I cleared my mind.

Because while you need to be Gold Rank to create a mercenary group, I haven’t found anything that requires Platinum Rank to do yet.

Well, still, if a class A demon appears like a comet from somewhere, I’m willing to give it a try.

Schmidt and I had a great time beating up demons.

Since they each split up and attacked the demons, the speed doubled.

I quickly looked through the requests Boris had collected, then planned my route and killed the bastards as efficiently as possible.

After doing that a few times, Boris started to nag and say, “Why are you planning the route like that?” and planned a much more efficient route for me.

Thanks to this, efficiency has increased.

Anyway, since we were good enough to hunt demons on our own, we asked Shushuruta to do it a few times to gain some experience, and then asked him to gather information on the other Sherwood members.

Miho would ask me a favor whenever she felt seriously bored.

The current members of the Sherwood Mercenaries are Ashvan the Half-Sword, Shushuruta the Shadowless Thief, Schmit the Golden Martial Artist, and Miho the White Fox.

No, the white fox Miho is too cool, so let’s go with the worst demon Miho.

Anyway, there are four of them.

As soon as I received a request, I went out to kill the demons, and the rest of the time I was absorbed in fortune telling.

He really went around killing demons without any regrets.

From F grade to E, D, C, and B grade. I killed them all without distinction.

Even if they are weak now, they can grow into stronger ones later and attack people.

There was a time when the guy who just threw me off the cliff was an F-rank.

maybe.

Among them, B-class ones were not common, but I found them and killed them anyway.

Regardless of rank, I just killed any demon I saw.

Even if it wasn’t part of the request, I killed them as soon as I saw them.

As a result, at some point, the demons around the milestone gradually disappeared, and naturally, the time spent eating breakfast increased.

As I was absorbed in the morning routine… … .

Before I knew it, I had reached the fourth level of Seolji Cheongyeomgong much faster than I thought, and I was just about to reach the fifth level.

This is where the problem started.

Because I had to use ice and salt at the same time.

It wasn’t an easy task.

During my morning meal, I continued to walk along the border between the blue pit of fire and the pure white snow-covered mountains.

As I climbed up the mountain, it got colder and hotter, but I walked on regardless.

I walked bravely, enduring the freezing cold and the scorching heat.

If it felt too hot or too cold, I walked backwards as I went.

I thought that the important thing was to keep moving forward, so I didn’t stop.

I just walked around like crazy.

I wondered where this road would end, where it would lead, what would be at the end… but in the end, I couldn’t think of anything.

I just walked.

There was no choice.

Because there is no other way than just walking.

Because no matter how much I worry, no solution comes out.

Cheonma also watched silently without saying anything.

I went forward like a rhinoceros.

Is there anyone who practices as ignorantly as I do?

Since Cheonma said that one should practice every day as if walking in the darkness, using oneself as a lamp, I repeated it without any doubt.

The destination was not in sight, and the scenery along the way was no different from before.

I didn’t feel any sense of despair or hopelessness.

Why is that?

When I think about it, it was because I had a teacher named Cheonma who was as strong as beef jerky.

Is it true that a teacher can give strength to the mind just by watching?

As I walked like that… … .

One day, a white cold aura and a blue flame were naturally formed in each of his hands.

“Huh?”

I blinked and looked at my hands alternately.

Although it was still weak, it was clear that he was using both ice and fire skills simultaneously.

The dizziness that would come and wash over me like a tidal wave every time I tried also disappeared without a trace.

It was so natural, like it had been that way since birth.

“???”

A situation where something that was impossible to do until yesterday suddenly became possible so easily and extremely naturally.

Did my body gradually change to match the distance I walked between the fire pit and the snow mountain?

I thought it would be more appropriate to say that my body was awakened rather than my head.

The more you learn about Moo-gong, the more incomprehensible he becomes, and the more you learn about him, the more mysterious he becomes.

[You’ve reached the entrance to Oseong.]

The soft voice of Cheonma was heard.

I answered, looking at the frost and flame flowers in my hands.

“… … I guess so.”

As expected, Cheonma’s nagging poured out right away.

[You pathetic bastard. How much time have you wasted on that? How foolish.]

“no…….”

[Tsk tsk… What a loser. As soon as I projected my image, I immediately lit up the Seoljicheongyeon (Snow Branch Green Flame). Is it really taking this long for me to become your disciple and reach the fifth level?]

“… … .”

I silently endured the pouring nagging of the devil, then suddenly got up and went out to the backyard.

I sat in the spacious backyard of the hideout and played with the cold and flames to figure out their properties.

I lit both of them at the same time and compared them… … .

The characteristics were even more evident.

The blue flames were quiet, but once they caught on, they had the feel of a gnat that wouldn’t fall off until it turned to ash.

The white cold was like a cold blizzard that mercilessly froze anyone it came across, whether enemy or ally.

Naturally, the two energies were in conflict with each other.

As I was quietly watching the two guys… … .

At that moment, a thought flashed through my mind.

‘The principle of explosion used by Sir Ashley.’

During that time, my other energies naturally mixed together like water mixed with water or alcohol mixed with alcohol, without any opposition.

So, I had no choice but to recreate the bloody flash with a different principle, and I couldn’t use the explosion principle that Sir Ashley used.

‘But what if this…?’

I carefully brought both hands together in the middle and tried to gather the two energies.

Chijijik―

The two guys repelled each other like magnets.

‘That’s right.’

A smile appeared on his lips.

In order to explode, you must first come together.

I forced myself to close the gap between us.

The more they did that, the more they resisted.

As if an invisible force were pushing each other away.

Chijijik!

‘No way.’

I pushed harder and harder, narrowing the gap between us… … .

Eventually, we managed to merge them.

The two guys, as if they couldn’t completely mix, kept pushing each other away and spinning around inside…

Crackle! Crackle!

“Huh?”

Finally, he exploded as if he couldn’t bear it anymore.

pop!

“… … .”

My face felt hot from being hit head-on by the blast, but at the same time it felt cold.

It was cold but hot at the same time.

He muttered, touching his face.

“What does this mean?”

I can’t explain it in detail, but that’s how it felt.

He was a very mysterious guy.

Although it had only just reached the entrance of the five planets and contained only a very small amount of energy, the explosion was by no means small.

It was only a small amount, so it was okay. If they had mixed a certain amount, the entire hideout would have been blown away.

[It is the sun and the moon. And at the same time, it is the Supreme Ultimate.]

“What?”

Cheonma laughed quietly.

[There is something like that.]

At that moment, I heard a voice calling me.

“Ashvan!”

When I looked back, Shushuruta was calling me longingly from the window.

“A guest has arrived!”

“……customer?”

* * *

I looked at the fat toad in front of me—no, at the lady.

To be honest, I was surprised when I first saw it.

I thought she was the Baron of Barranquilla’s sister.

I looked at her, thinking that this is what it would look like if her face was painted with bright colors.

Our lady is looking me up and down intently, her face slightly hidden by her fluttering fan.

It’s not easy to make someone feel bad just by looking at them, so it’s truly a great talent.

It seems like I’m trying to act noble, but it’s far from it.

Anyway, I was polite to you because you were a valuable customer who came to the mercenary group.

Suddenly, I was the captain representing the Sherwood Mercenaries.

“You would like to make a request to our Sherwood Mercenaries.”

There are two main types of requests.

There are standard requests in the form of ‘Please help me, anyone!’ that you can submit to the mercenary guild.

There are designated requests in the format of ‘Help me!’ that specify a specific mercenary or mercenary group.

Usually, designated requests come from mercenaries or mercenary groups known for their skills.

Naturally, since they designate specific mercenaries or mercenary groups, the costs are high and they often involve very secretive or important requests that cannot be failed.

So, in a word, it is a high-level request.

The designated request is something that only famous mercenaries or mercenary groups with a good reputation can enter.

It’s only been a month since I founded the mercenary group and the first commission came in.

It cannot be ignored that this is due to the value of the name Sherwood, but in any case, it can be seen as a very encouraging achievement.

All I did was go around beating up demons and killing them. But this honor… … .

In the case of a designated request, it is common to come in person and place the request… … .

This is my first time meeting guests in person like this, so my heart is pounding.

During that time, ‘that guy’ was in charge of greeting guests and deciding whether or not to accept requests, and in cases of important matters, the captain would come down and deal with them himself, so it was never my turn.

No, rather, whenever an important guest came, me and a few others who were rolling around in the hideout would always get kicked out of the hideout.

At times like that, we would wander the streets like thugs and go out to catch demons.

I don’t really know why.

It’s not like we’re going to hit up a nice customer who suddenly came to ask for a favor and call us crazy.

I thought I would never meet a customer who would come to me with a custom order like that… … .

The opportunity has finally come.

It is a stage where I can prove that I can treat guests well.

I spoke to the lady in a very polite tone.

“Could you please tell me what your request is?”

Our toad lady looked down at me with arrogant eyes, waving her fan, then glanced at the servant standing next to her.

The servant opened his mouth.

“This is the noble Lady Baroness Montgomery.”

Hmm. This guy was also a baroness.

The connection with the Baron of Barranquilla is becoming increasingly suspicious.

“Nice to meet you, Baroness. So, what is your request?”

Just as the servant was about to say something, she suddenly raised her fan and stopped him.

Then he spoke in a very arrogant tone.

“Are you Guston of the Greatsword?”

Why are you suddenly speaking informally to me?

Is that why the commander was only brought down for important matters?

I thought that if he was the captain, he might have thrown down his greatsword right away.

But unlike the captain, I was a very gentlemanly man, so I answered politely.

“I am not Guston of the Greatsword, I am Ashvan of the Halfsword.”

“Not Guston?”

“Yes.”

“Then where is Guston?”

“The captain is on vacation. I am the current leader of the Sherwood Mercenaries and his rightful successor.”

Shushuruta, who was standing next to me, looked at me as if he was surprised.

What I’m saying is that I can be as kind as I want if I put my mind to it.

At my words, the Baroness looked at me with a look of utter displeasure.

For a moment, I was so angry that I almost flipped over the table, but I barely held myself back.

He asked with a smile, calming his mind.

“I’ll ask you for the third time. So what is the content of your request?”

The Baroness frowned slightly, then reluctantly took a note out of her bosom and thrust it at me.

I took it and unfolded it.

“… … .”

I couldn’t help but feel my face crumpled as I read.

Hwaruk-

I burned the note and then growled at the baroness, whose heart was uglier than her appearance.

“get out.”

“what?”

“Get out. Before I kill you.”

“How dare you, a lowly commoner—”

I gathered my life and sent it out like a ray of light.

“This is your final warning. If you don’t want to die, get out of my sight. Right now.”

“… … !”

The Baroness’ face turned pale as she met my eyes, and she quickly left the building, supported by her servant.

Then, as if he still had some pride left, he glared at me one last time before leaving the room and shouted.

“I will definitely kill you―”

Bam!

The half-sword she had thrown flew and lodged right in front of her.

“… … !”

The Baroness opened the door and ran away.

I muttered as I trudged over and retrieved the half-sword stuck in the doorway.

“At this very moment, people are dying from the devil. What, skin care? You’re being so annoying. Should I chase you and kill you?”

“… … Then that’s right.”

Shushuruta sighed.

“What’s wrong with that? Apparently there’s a byproduct of the demon that’s rumored to be good for the skin. Why don’t you just give it to me while hunting the demon?”

“If that’s the case, then don’t talk. How should I interpret this? They say they need the blood of a virgin who was sacrificed to the demon? They want me to lure the demon and attack a village where people live. What’s even more frustrating is that the amount they offered was a whopping 30 gold.”

“… … .”

Only then did Shushuruta close his mouth.

So that’s why that guy was in charge of responding.

If I had been in charge, I think there would have been many incidents where I would have broken the customer’s precious head.

Where does nobility and greatness come from?

It’s definitely not something that can be done through coercion.

[Why didn’t you just kill him?]

“Should I chase after him and kill him right now?”

In the sense of doing good in this world.

As I was trying to calm my anger down, there was a knock on the door.

As Shushuruta went to open the door, an old man looked around and asked cautiously.

“Is this the Sherwood Mercenaries?”

Shushuruta looked at me, and I spoke directly.

“That’s right, sir. Please sit here.”

“Oh my, yes. You found me.”

An old man came over and sat down across from me.

“What brings you here?”

The old man spoke out of the blue.

“Our village is in danger. Please help us.”

“You have to tell me what’s going on so I can help you.”

The old man began to tell his story in a trembling voice.

“They are called Black Arachne. I treated a man who had fallen in the forest with an injury, and then one day they came back with their comrades and started harassing our villagers.”

As he recited the evil deeds they had committed one by one, the anger that had been suppressed quickly rose up again.

“We gathered money and came out secretly because they said they would kill everyone if we told anyone outside. It’s not much, but please help us. If it’s not enough, we’ll pay you more later.”

Then he took a heavy bag out of his bosom and placed it on the table. When he looked inside, he saw that it was filled with silver coins and other items mixed together.

How much will it cost to do all this?

It won’t even be worth 1 gold.

I said in a cool tone.

“I think you’ve misunderstood something. We’re mercenaries, not troubleshooters who’ll kill people for money.”

“Oh, that, that’s not what I meant―”

“It’s noisy. This is a request form. If you want to make a request, please fill this out.”

I scribbled a few things on the papers lying on the table and then handed them to the old man.

The old man stuttered as he wrote the request and looked at me with wide eyes.

“I… am a mercenary.”

“I am not your lord.”

“Here… it says the commission fee is 1 copper.”

I took a coin out of the money bag the old man gave me and said.

“Your deposit has been received. The request has been accepted.”

“… … !”

“Are you done writing it all down? Then let’s go.”

I stood up from my seat and muttered quietly.

“To hunt humans.”

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