A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 192



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Episode 192. Wow! It’s the Devil!

It was a late night.

Although it was late, I did not hurry my steps.

I walked slowly through the moonlit forest, just listening to the chirping of the insects.

Occasionally, an owl’s hooting could be heard.

Shushuruta also followed suit without saying anything.

When I’m walking through a dark forest, old memories sometimes come to mind.

Most of them were not good memories.

But among them, there were some good memories.

For example, the night walks I often took with that guy.

Hurd would sometimes sneak up and watch me swing my sword in the forest.

Then, when he got bored, he would blow the wind, drop a bunch of leaves, and run away laughing.

So, if I chase after him with my sword, it becomes a night walk.

Of course, even if I swung my sword with all my heart, there was no way the guy would hit me.

There was always something invisible blocking me.

Hurd described it as a spirit, but to me, who couldn’t see anything, it was just a ghost.

[Spirit? What is that?]

“I don’t know either. Since I can’t see it, I have to know what it is.”

[Hmm. There’s everything here.]

That spirit doesn’t like to be called a ghost or a ghost, so he would always give me a hard time whenever I said that.

Of course, since it was invisible, there was no way to avoid it.

Suddenly Shushuruta said.

“It’s fortunate that Schmidt is out on another mission.”

When I looked at her, wondering what she meant, Shushuruta shrugged her shoulders.

“I don’t think that guy would have been able to deal with it as coolly as you did.”

I chuckled.

Because it’s ridiculous.

To Shushuruta, Schmitt seems like an innocent little kid who doesn’t know anything about the world.

Well, he does seem a bit innocent.

Just looking at his face, it would be hard to imagine that he would kill the demon with his bare hands.

I gently patted Shushuruta’s head.

“Boris keeps calling Schmidt ‘little kid, little kid’ so he really looks like a little kid to me?”

Shushuruta looked up at me, caressing the spot where the chestnut had hit.

“Isn’t that right, kid?”

“If it were him, I would have kicked that half-human, half-beast around like a ball until he turned to dust.”

“What?”

Shushuruta looked at me with a surprised face.

I think Schmidt is saying this because he has never seen anyone beat up.

It’s not an easy sight to see someone’s limbs torn off with a single kick.

Of course, he is the only one among the mercenaries who is quite sensitive and is reluctant to kill people.

That doesn’t mean you can’t kill them.

He also swings his fists without hesitation when he has to.

The platinum badge isn’t something you can get just by killing some demons.

This means that the experience of seeing all sorts of bad things and experiencing all sorts of hardships must be built into the basics.

There are countless requests like this one. This means that it’s a common sight in Maya.

Of course, it’s the first time I’ve seen someone suddenly drink a black potion and become half-human, half-beast.

“Our Schmitt is a seasoned platinum-grade mercenary, that’s what I’m saying. He’s not some naive brat like you who doesn’t know anything about the world.”

Shushuruta glanced at me.

“Who is that innocent little kid who doesn’t know anything about the world?”

“How old are you?”

“More than Schmidt.”

“You must be stupid.”

I thought that if Shushuruta had to choose between the worst and the lesser of two evils, he would panic and end up in the worst situation.

There’s no need to worry about Schmitt, but our new member Shushuruta is worried, so he went into training as a specialist.

“Hey, Shushuruta.”

“Something.”

“Things don’t always go as planned. In such cases, you need to be able to make quick decisions. What if the request goes wrong? Then what is the first rule to follow?”

“Um… Secured the request goal?”

“No bullshit. It’s survival.”

“Are you saying the client is alive?”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Of course it’s your survival. Run away before you’re in danger too.”

“Umm… what’s the second rule?”

“If you have some time to spare and are confident that you can survive… then you can complete the request.”

“That goes without saying.”

“But when you actually get into that situation, it might not seem natural. Throw away cheap sympathy and focus on the request. You went there to fulfill the request of the client, not to listen to the appeals of others.”

The world is a place where all kinds of interests intersect.

You have to make a cool-headed choice, otherwise the situation may only get more complicated.

… … This is also what I say to myself.

Shushuruta looked at me blankly.

“You seem to be speaking from experience. Have you ever fallen for cheap sympathy?”

… … In times like this, he is quick-witted.

“Be quiet.”

“Are you cool-headed enough to say that?”

“Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that everyone lies. The oppressed and the weak are not always good. If you don’t want to be swayed by them, you have no choice but to calmly analyze the situation and make your own judgment.”

“hmm.”

“Of course, it’s not easy. There are many times when the situation is so chaotic that it’s difficult to make a cool-headed judgment. If that’s difficult or bothersome, then just follow the order you were given in the first place. At least when you received it, you would have been more cool-headed than you are now.”

That’s why I mostly only received requests related to demons.

Because you don’t have to think too hard about it, you can just track and hunt the demons.

“And, after the request is over, there are times when they treat you to food as a thank you. Never eat it.”

“Why is that?”

“It may contain poison.”

Shushuruta blinked her round eyes.

“Poison? Are you saying you put poison in your food?”

“From their perspective, if they kill him, they don’t have to pay the commission fee. It’s like they defeated the demon for free. They kill the demon and save money. How great is that?”

Shushuruta looked at me with a tired face.

“… … Have you ever experienced something like that?”

“Anyway, be careful.”

It was a memory I didn’t want to recall, so I just glossed over it.

Shushuruta walked in silence for a while and then said.

“I said Schmidt would handle any situation well. He may look innocent, but he’s a seasoned platinum-grade mercenary.”

“Yeah. Schmidt, don’t worry.”

“Then what about the fox?”

“Miho? That guy is lazy and doesn’t move much.”

“But what if I were to be pushed into taking on the request?”

“hmm.”

Miho was not human in the first place, but a demon.

He’s just a guy who followed me because he liked my older sister, and in the process, we became friends.

If you think about it, there’s no one as fair as that guy.

Regardless of whether they are human or animal, they are viewed as just one object.

If you like it, you like it, regardless of race, and if you don’t, you don’t.

The problem is that he is frighteningly cold-hearted when it comes to things that are not in his heart.

Miho is a demon.

Therefore, there is no human morality, ethics, or aversion to killing indiscriminately.

It means that there is no hesitation in killing.

Human morality doesn’t bother him. He doesn’t care.

Miho is capable of destroying a city without even blinking an eye.

Even after committing such a massacre, he yawns calmly and takes a nap while grooming himself.

“That guy is an exception. Not only would he not take on such a troublesome request in the first place, but even if you force him to go, he’ll just kill all the villagers and gangsters without distinction and then come back yawning.”

“… … What a scary guy. He looks cute though.”

“Don’t be fooled by that fluffy, cute appearance. Not only is that not his true form in the first place, but he’s a vicious beast.”

“It’s so soft for something so evil.”

“That’s true. Miho is as soft as cotton.”

As we talked about the mercenary guys, I remembered what Shushuruta had said before he defeated them.

“Come to think of it. I heard you found out some information?”

Shushuruta nodded.

“Yes.”

“Let me try to make it sound good.”

“I heard that among the former Sherwood mercenaries there was a spirit master named Hudmilla Everett.”

“that’s right.”

A smart member who was in charge of handling office work and responding to guests who came for special requests.

Although he was a fallen noble, he was a member who wielded the pen more amazingly than anyone else, as befitting his noble birth.

A member who stood out in a mercenary group full of idiots.

Sherwood’s housekeeper.

Her name is Hudmilla Everett.

He is called a spirit master who brings disaster.

[Wow… A disaster. This is interesting.]

‘You must be foolish.’

[Does a spirit master mean someone who commands invisible spirits?]

‘yes.’

Shushuruta explained.

“During my investigation, I discovered that there was another nobleman by the name of Hudmilla.”

I responded nonchalantly.

“Aren’t they people with the same name?”

“That could be the case. But it’s unlikely.”

“Why?”

“Aren’t there really that few nobles? Furthermore, nobles are people who care more about their reputation and reputation than anyone else. They are not a people who can tolerate having names that overlap. The possibility of having the same name is extremely low.”

“hmm.”

“So, after looking into it… we found out that they are roughly similar in age, gender, and even appearance.”

“Who is that?”

“Hudmilla Riccitiello.”

Shushuruta looked at me.

“She is the eldest daughter of the Countess of Richitiello.”

“……what?”

* * *

I stopped walking blankly and blinked.

“Count? The eldest daughter of the Riccitiello family?”

“The Richieello family. Have you ever heard of them?”

“no?”

“… … ? But why are you so surprised?”

“The name itself sounds fancy.”

“… … .”

I muttered, biting my lips.

“A count? The family that is said to have fallen was a count? I thought you were a viscount or a baron.”

“What are you talking about? The Ricciello family is not gone. They are still going strong.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.”

“That guy told us he was from a fallen noble family? He said his family was ruined, so he wandered around looking for a way to survive and became a mercenary?”

“It could be true, or it could be true. It could be that the fact was hidden, or it could be that he is a completely different person when you find out.”

“Hmm.”

“It’s just a possibility. But isn’t it worth checking?”

“……surely.”

But, if that is really true.

This means that the captain already knew a long time ago.

I understand why you kept it a secret all this time.

Because Hurd must have asked for it.

But when I came back and asked about their whereabouts, you should have told me what you knew.

It just wasted time and made me go round and round.

Even if Shushuruta hadn’t found out the information, we might have found out much later.

It was a new and exciting thing.

“… … This shit.”

“Why are you angry again?”

“Before we invade that Richielo family or whatever, we should go to the captain first.”

“why?”

“I have to check if it’s true or not.”

If Hudmilla Everett is indeed Hudmilla Riccitiello, then we must investigate.

This damn boss.

How dare you tease me?

Hide information?

Am I that easy?

We’ve come a long way to the southeast, so if we run a little bit to the north, we’ll find his base.

I immediately got wind.

Wheezing!

Her hair and the hem of her clothes fluttered mercilessly in the bitter wind.

“let’s go!”

As I unfolded my lightness, Shushuruta followed me, sighing.

Now, I’m going to ask.

* * *

A quiet night where only the chirping of insects can be heard.

Flash.

Linda opened her eyes.

Deep green eyes flashed in the darkness.

Linda sat there blankly for a moment, then jumped up from her seat and jumped up.

“The devil is coming!”

Then he went to the window and looked outside, then ran downstairs and ran around there too.

He couldn’t hide his excitement as he ran around, spun around in place, and then ran around again.

“The devil is coming! The devil is coming!”

Thanks to that, Guston woke up and came out of the room with a frown on his face.

“… …Why is he doing this again in the middle of the night?”

The moment I was looking down at Linda, who was going crazy, from the second floor.

Wow!

Ashvan broke in through the window.

Linda, who had been waiting, smiled brightly and raised both hands like an audience member watching a surprise show.

“Wow! It’s the devil!”

The Thousand Horses Are Stuffed in My Head Episode 193