A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 22



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Episode 022. The wandering knight Bok-sil

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I walked along the road just like the day before.

The only difference was that we had some unexpected company.

Shushuruta followed me, bouncing around like a squirrel, occasionally climbing up a tree and jumping from tree to tree.

It almost made me wonder if I had been a squirrel in my past life.

Sometimes he sounds like a squirrel, sometimes like a cat, and when he speaks, like an old man.

He was truly an incomprehensible man.

Another thing, if there’s one thing different from the day before… …there weren’t any raids today.

Not yet.

I asked Shushuruta, who was walking beside me with a puzzled look on his face.

“You’re not going to attack me today?”

Shushuruta answered.

“That’s true. Those guys who attacked us the day before were the ones I lured out.”

“Wouldn’t that just spread the information more?”

Shushuruta snorted.

“What do you think of me? Do you think I would be so careless in handling information?”

“……okay.”

He runs a thieves’ guild, so he must have done it on his own.

“Let’s go and have lunch.”

“already?”

I nodded and left the path and entered the forest.

I found a suitable spot.

I took out a few pieces of jerky for myself and then tossed the bag of jerky to Shushuruta.

There was a reason for eating lunch so early.

I was planning to eat something quick and practice the Night Sky Moon Art for the first time in a long while.

Since I ran almost all day yesterday, I had some free time, and my body was itchy because I wanted to practice.

Of course, it was important to hurry and get on the road before the other guys came running with their daggers, but it was equally important to get stronger.

“hmm.”

When I think about it, this was actually more important.

I quickly finished off my share of jerky and then called for Shushuruta.

“Shushuruta.”

“Something.”

Shushuruta answered while chewing on the jerky.

“I’m going to meditate for a moment, so eat that and be alert to your surroundings.”

Her head tilted to one side.

“Meditation?”

“It’s a bit of a special meditation. It’s called Un-gi-jo-sik.”

“Good luck breakfast.”

Shushuruta repeated what I said as if trying to get the unfamiliar words into his head.

“Yes, Unkijosik. This requires a high level of concentration, so no matter what happens, don’t touch me.”

“What happens if you touch it?”

I made the most frightening expression I could to Shushuruta, who was looking at me with a curious face.

“You will receive a knife as a gift without knowing it. Anyone who touches you will be considered an enemy.”

“What! Isn’t that too much for a colleague?”

Shushuruta asked with a slightly surprised expression.

I shook my head as if I felt sorry and said,

In reality, Cheonma said that it was the moment when you were most vulnerable and defenseless, but you can’t say that outright.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t help it. It’s not my will. While I’m eating Unkijoshi, I’m so deeply focused that I don’t know what’s going on outside.”

“It’s scary… … .”

She exclaimed with her mouth half open.

“So no matter what happens, don’t touch me. Be careful not to touch me, even by accident.”

“i get it.”

Shushuruta nodded with a serious face.

Of course it was a lie, but I still don’t completely trust her, so it was better to say it like this.

I said, sitting cross-legged.

“I’m going to have a quick lunch, so you eat that and stay alert. If there’s an enemy, let me know right away.”

“Okay, but can you hear me because you’re concentrating so hard?”

It seemed to contradict something I had said earlier, but I answered with a shameless face.

“I can hear my colleagues’ voices.”

Shushuruta blinked and muttered softly.

“colleague…….”

“Yes, he’s a colleague. While your colleague is eating breakfast, you’re guarding the surroundings. This is called guarding the law.”

“I will protect the law… … .”

I looked straight into Shushuruta’s eyes and said.

“Of course, I wouldn’t ask just anyone to do this. I would only ask my trusted colleagues. It’s a very important matter.”

Shushuruta swallowed hard and asked in a slightly moved tone.

“Is that so?”

“Then. Can I trust you and leave it to you?”

“Of course. Just trust me.”

Shushuruta pounded his chest with a determined face.

I nodded.

“Then, please.”

“Of course, Ashvan. But how long will it take?”

“maybe.”

With that said, I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing.

“Phew… … .”

Can I finally practice the Night Sky Moon Art?

I had to constantly try to calm my pounding heart.

After calming my mind through my breathing, I slowly began to sink.

I sank beneath the surface, barely a trace of consciousness remaining above the surface.

In that state where everything was quiet, I started to practice my skills according to the principles of the Night Sky Moonlight.

This time, I was a little nervous because I was alone, without the starlight of Cheonma, and had to find the path of the complex blood vessels and move my internal energy.

In this way, my internal energy slowly began to flow along the Im and Du veins.

As I explored the path on my own and utilized my inner strength, I felt more fulfilled than when I just followed the path while looking at the stars.

It’s like the difference between walking along a road and looking behind a guide ahead of you and walking alone and looking at the scenery around you.

One by one, starlight-like realizations crumbled and melted into the flow of energy moving through the blood vessels.

Why is the night sky called the night sky, why is the star called the star, and why is the month called the moon?

So how should the wild sky be sown, how should the castle fall by tearing the wild sky apart, and how should the moon arrive?

A higher level of understanding has been absorbed into my body.

My energy, which started from the anus, went up my spine, then down my face, passed my chest, and arrived at my anus again, completing its circuit.

At the same time, a slightly thrilling feeling ran through my entire body.

It wasn’t as intense as when I first encountered the Night Sky Moonlight Strike, but it was an unfamiliar sensation no matter when I experienced it.

“hmm.”

I opened my eyes.

I was able to realize that the realm of the Wild Heavenly Moonlight had deepened by one level.

That was to be expected, as the blood vessel through which the Wild Heavenly Moon flows felt much stronger and more solid.

I immediately got up from my seat, drew my sword, and tried to wrap it around the Wild Heavenly Moon.

Woof-

The sword’s name rang out briefly, and a dark fog-like night sky appeared on the sword’s body, and a brilliant starlight appeared at the tip of the sword.

The night sky was darker than before, and the stars were more brilliant.

I haven’t reached the realm of moonlight yet, but I’ve gotten a little clue.

It’s visibly getting stronger.

I’m so excited.

[Hmm. It’s not like my intellect is completely useless.]

It was a rare compliment.

I asked with the corners of my lips raised.

“Master. You said that if I master the Night Sky Moon Art, you would teach me other martial arts, right?”

[That’s right.]

“Huh, huh… … That was good.”

At this speed, it seemed like we could soon reach the moonlight.

I scattered the night stars wrapped around my sword and looked around.

“… … Where did it go?”

He told me to just trust myself, but I can’t see where he went.

I opened my eyes and looked around, and I could feel the energy of that guy on top of that tall tree.

When I looked up, the guy was sleeping soundly, lying on a tree branch, as luck would have it.

“… … .”

I swung my sword upward.

A bright red sword flew and cut the branch on which the guy was sleeping.

“Ugh!”

The boy screamed in surprise, then spun around in the air and landed nimbly on the ground.

“Oh, is it finished?”

Shushuruta asked calmly, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

I was so dumbfounded that I laughed out loud.

“Is the guy who said he would protect the law sleeping?”

Shushuruta yawned and replied.

“I told you, I have very sensitive ears and can detect danger from far away.”

“So you were sleeping soundly?”

“Yes. If there had been any danger, I would have gotten up and told you right away.”

“I really want to.”

I don’t know how much of this I should believe.

I looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was already setting and turning yellow.

It was fortunate that the training of the Wild Heavenly Moon didn’t take all day.

I wish I could take some elixir too… … but for now, it would be greedy.

“let’s go.”

Just as I was about to walk down the road again.

“for a moment.”

Shushuruta said with a serious face.

“Someone is coming.”

“Who is coming?”

“I don’t know for sure, but it seems like they came looking for you. Are you going to avoid them?”

I smiled faintly.

“No, you have to welcome the guests who come to visit.”

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After walking for a while, I came across a strange man.

I looked at Shushuruta with surprised eyes.

“You really have nice ears, don’t you?”

Shushuruta responded nonchalantly.

“Didn’t I tell you? Your ears are sensitive.”

Not only can you hear sounds from this far away, you can even distinguish between your enemies and your allies with that.

‘Is this possible?’

Even for me, who had spent time among the monsters of the Sherwood Mercenaries, it was a strange talent that was difficult to understand.

A man walking from the opposite direction stopped with some distance left.

He was a man who appeared to be in his mid-30s, wearing light leather armor and a cloak, and he had an impressive, well-grown beard.

He took some paper out of his pocket, looked at it, and stared at me.

“The devil in the red eye. Is that right?”

I replied curtly.

“You saw wrong. I am a red-eyed angel, not a devil.”

He nodded and put the paper back in his pocket.

“I can tell from the way you talk nonsense.”

I furrowed my brows.

“Nonsense. Isn’t that too rude when we first meet?”

“It says here that he often talks nonsense in the special notes.”

“Can I ask what else is written there?”

“It says he has black hair and blood-red eyes.”

“also?”

“You have a face that looks very cheap.”

“… … .”

I stared at him blankly for a moment and then asked.

“Where did that paper come from?”

“I bought it at the Thieves Guild.”

I glared at Shushuruta, who was standing blankly next to me.

“You sold my information?”

Shushuruta replied with a shameless face.

“Ashvan. Shouldn’t we distinguish between public and private life? We should focus on the present rather than the past.”

“You’re saying that now… … .”

“Don’t worry. I just sold it after gathering some rough information that doesn’t allow you to specify the location. It’s actually quite surprising that you came all the way here.”

“You have black hair and red eyes.”

“There’s nothing we can do about it. A wanted poster describing your appearance has already been put out.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes.”

I looked at the man and said.

“That’s right.”

The man nodded.

“I see.”

The man spoke, slowly drawing his sword.

“This is the wandering knight Rötgel.”

“Let’s go?”

“No, Rötgel.”

“Wetgel?”

“Rotgel.”

“… … .”

I said, crossing my arms.

“Hey, Sir Oatmeal.”

“I said it was a rotegel.”

“It’s hard to pronounce your name, but can I just call you Bok-sil?”

“Who is Bok-sil?”

“Bangul is my girlfriend.”

“Who is Bangul?”

“My teacher.”

Cheonma, who was listening, sighed.

[… … How did I end up on the same level as a dog?]

The man shook his head from side to side and said.

“Call me whatever you want.”

I nodded with a serious face.

“Okay, Kyung Bok-sil.”

Bok-sil took up her sword and took up her stance.

“Devil with red eyes. I have come to question you for the murder of the noble Baron Lucas Barranquilla.”

“Welcome.”

“Are you saying you admit your guilt?”

“Yes. I made a hole in the neck of that poor toad.”

“I see. Take up your sword.”

Sling-

I am a man who listens well, so I drew my sword as he said.

“hmm.”

Now that I look at it, the blade is so worn out that it’s unusable.

It seemed like it was okay when I fought at the Baron of Barranquilla’s castle, but I eventually lost my life as I fought the bandits who kept attacking me.

That makes sense.

Because I was saving my internal energy, I didn’t use much sword energy, and instead just kept clashing swords and cutting bones.

Suddenly, the thought occurred to me that I needed to get a new sword.

With that thought in mind, I looked at Bok-sil, who was holding a sword on the other side.

“oh.”

The sword in Bok-sil’s hand looked quite nice.