A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 239



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Episode 239. Chaotic Battlefield

A braggart thief runs, and a multiple personality psychopath chases after him.

Isn’t this a delightful sight to behold?

Ice magic with high lethal power aimed for the thief’s back.

Dauphin ran away, shouting.

“No, little brother! Are you trying to kill me?”

Sorou’s cold voice followed.

“If possible.”

Kwak-kak!

“Eww! Someone stop that lunatic!”

I looked at the sight with a satisfied smile.

“If you commit a crime, you should be punished.”

[You’re so energetic.]

“If it’s lively, it’s Sherwood. If you put them all together, it’s crazy.”

Of course, even Sorou, who rarely got angry, was sincerely chasing after Dauphin.

If Sorrow is second, then it is because he is a sad drinker.

One of his wishes was to taste a 30-year-old Gillentine before he died, so he served in the Death Corps and did whatever the Dauphin asked him to do without complaint.

It was all a lie.

The Dauphin, the leader of the suicide squad, was actually conspiring with the captain behind the scenes.

All this time, you’ve been deceiving your team members and secretly tasting 30-year-old Gillentine here and there.

I don’t know about Harts, but I think that Sorou is probably sincerely trying to kill Dauphin.

They tried to kill each other as soon as they met.

They really can’t help but be such good friends.

“This is Sherwood.”

[… … .]

Looking forward to the warm reunion of the members.

Another member, a perverted martial artist named Schmitt, who hated the feeling of cutting into the flesh of demons and enjoyed the taste of beating them with his bare hands, came towards me and made a sign language.

-Hyung. Do you think I should stop you? It looks like you’re really trying to kill me.

I replied in a calm tone.

“Sorrow never said he would kill anyone as a joke. Of course he meant it.”

-… … What are you going to do if you really kill the Dauphin?

“What can I do? It’s such a shame.”

-… … .

Of course, Dauphin would not die easily.

Of all the people I know, he’s probably the most tenacious of lifelines.

It’s easy to guess that the sea is still alive and well with that mouth on.

“Hehehe.”

I heard a small laugh behind me, so I put my hand behind my back and pulled the guy who was clinging to me away, bringing him forward.

“You devil!”

There was a green puppy hanging there.

Come to think of it, this guy’s performance in the battle against the demons was also quite notable.

Of course, it was only the first wave, but he was able to prove his skills as a proud member of Sherwood.

The sight of the demons who had been poisoned by Linda falling down as if it were a lie was quite shocking, so the soldiers were chattering among themselves while looking at Linda.

“Sherwood indeed… … !”

“A new member!”

“A deadly poison that can instantly kill a demon! How terrifying!”

“This time it’s the poison horse… …!”

… … Those were the words.

‘Killing the devil with poison… ‘

This is an idea that only Linda, a madman obsessed with poison who thinks everything is related to poison, could come up with.

The poison Linda developed for demons seemed like it would be especially useful in large-scale battles where demons would swarm herds.

I saw you firing off magically engraved shells at random earlier.

I think it might be a good idea to inject Linda’s magic poison into that shell.

“Linda.”

“huh?”

“Did you kill a lot of demons?”

“Yeah! But the older ones don’t die easily. I think we need to improve them to make them a bit more poisonous.”

“Improvement is good.”

“Can I drain some of the blood from those big demons over there?”

“Okay. Of course.”

“Hehe. As expected, the devil is kind.”

“Me a little.”

I looked at Linda, who was muttering something nice, and laughed, then threw the guy at the approaching Schmidt.

Schmidt naturally grabbed Linda, and Linda turned around and carried him on his back.

I stared blankly at the guys who had naturally come together.

I don’t know how those guys became so friendly when they couldn’t even communicate well.

Linda, who was riding on Schmidt’s back, pointed down.

“Huh? It’s wriggling. It must be still alive!”

As the saying goes, one of the tenacious demons, whose life force had not yet waned, was writhing around with its lower body missing.

Schmidt checked it out and immediately put his foot on the bastard’s head.

Plop!

“Ah, it doesn’t move anymore.”

Linda patted Schmidt on the shoulder as she rode on his back.

“Oh, there too! There too!”

Crush! Crush!

I just quietly watched the guys running around doing confirmation kills.

I think the meat is quite good.

Friendship between members is also important, so as the leader of Sherwood, I was happy to watch the guys busting heads in harmony.

“I can’t just sit still either.”

I looked around to see if there were any demons with strong vitality who needed my kicks.

Although it has already been sorted out once, the demons are always strange beings who present various surprises, so they can cause casualties in unexpected ways.

The surest way is to completely cut off the windpipe.

Just like Schmidt was walking around with his head bursting like that.

Looking around like that… … .

I witnessed an unusual sight.

What could be so unusual about a place littered with the corpses of demons?

It really stood out.

[There’s one strange guy.]

There was a man who was messing with the corpses of demons.

It’s not like I’m just fiddling around.

Look at that bright smile.

He looked very excited, like a little kid who found a toy.

“What the heck? Are you crazy?”

A man who is snickering while touching the corpses of demons.

I felt a strange curiosity.

I feel like I’m being pulled by something.

He approached quietly and crouched down next to her.

“Wow! What a sturdy lower body! It looks relatively thin, but how can it be so strong! It can support a lot of weight!”

“… … .”

“Kiya! What about those vicious claws! If they just brush against me, my arm will break?”

“… … .”

“This jawbone! This jawbone is so strong, it looks like it could chew through rocks. Isn’t it?”

“Oh, yes.”

“The devil is truly amazing! He is so wild! It’s always new and thrilling!”

“… … .”

I could tell as soon as I looked into his eyes up close.

‘Hmm. He’s crazy.’

Because the eyes were gently rolling.

Cheonma laughed quietly.

[Does like recognize like?]

If I had to compare, it felt similar to Linda.

It feels like I’ve been absorbed in something and kept researching it until I suddenly lost it.

That bright smile also resembles Linda.

I could tell at a glance that he was no ordinary man.

Because it is difficult to define the outstanding by common sense.

Because it always stands out from the crowd.

Such people cannot help but appear abnormal in the eyes of others.

Because I look at the world with eyes that are far removed from common sense.

I looked closely at the man in the black robe.

On the outside, he seemed like a fairly tall and cool-looking man.

So, that means that if you just look at the outside, it looks normal.

‘He doesn’t seem to be a soldier, judging by the robe he’s wearing… … .’

“Excuse me for a moment.”

I felt his arms and thighs.

So, he was feeling the corpse of the demon, and I was feeling him who was feeling the corpse of the demon.

A chain reaction of groping, you might say.

[… … .]

In this ironic situation, Cheonma seemed unwilling to add anything.

“hmm.”

After feeling around, I could tell that his body was definitely not well-trained.

That means… … .

“Are you a wizard?”

Then the man who had been fiddling with the devil’s hand, regardless of whether I touched his body or not, answered without taking his eyes off the devil’s hand.

If someone saw me, they would think I was in love with a demon.

“Yes. My name is Adrian from the Red Tower.”

“A red tower… Are you on a dispatch?”

“Yes. A battlefield filled with the corpses of these beasts is like heaven to us warlocks. We can never afford to miss it.”

“… … A warlock?”

“Those strong legs! That sleek body! That smelly, big mouth that looks like it could chew on rocks! Haha! Isn’t it cool? Oh, and look at this. This guy has a genitalia.”

“It’s so dirty I could die. Won’t you clean it up?”

I tried to blow it up with a meteorite, but I stopped myself because I thought the byproducts would fly out if I did.

Shit. I never thought I’d see the devil’s testicles this close up.

Cheonma spoke in a tone that seemed as if he had his eyes tightly shut.

[… … Disciple. Should I see something like this?]

“I’m embarrassed, Master. Should I blow it?”

[Just get it out of my sight.]

“yes.”

By the way, he’s a black magician.

Wizards are rare creatures.

And warlocks are among the rarest of them all.

As I was watching curiously, the man named Adrian finally turned his head away from the demon and looked at me.

“Aren’t you the new leader of the resurrected Sherwood Mercenaries, Ashvan the Half-Sword?”

“Do you know me?”

“I know.”

Adrian smiled faintly.

A smile is refreshing.

“I heard a rumor that you use black magic.”

“hmm?”

“While using black magic, he mixes that power into his sword and swings it… … Isn’t that a total black magic swordsman?”

“Black Knight?”

“There were just regular magic swordsmen, but no black magic swordsmen. The first black magic swordsman! How cool is that?”

“… … .”

“Since then, I have kept my ears open to all news about Ashvan. I am aware of all his activities. It is an honor to meet you in person like this.”

Adrian grabbed my hand with both of his.

“What a fateful encounter in a battlefield filled with death. I almost feel like it was Ketel who arranged our meeting.”

“… … Didn’t Ketel ban black magic, saying it was an evil power?”

“Haha, what are you talking about! People often misunderstand this way. Ketel is the supervisor of black magic! Those guys called Amcheonhoe avoid Ketel’s eyes. Not us. We are confident. Ketel also turns a blind eye to the use of the power of death, the spirit of death, in the right places.”

This was the first time I heard this news.

After all, there is so little information about black magic and many rumors spread because of the instinctive fear of it.

There will probably be a lot of incorrect information among them.

“Warlocks can only exert their power when they have a corpse that has died. Until now, I have just been playing around while my seniors worked hard to enchant the shells. But from now on, Warlock Adrian, my time has come, just as the sun sets and darkness creeps in!”

I stared blankly at the warlock who was chatting excitedly, as if he was happy to have someone to talk to without me having to ask him any questions.

Then, taking it as a question, the talkative warlock continued to babble on.

“Ah, magic is more effective when used up close. Shells are used to shorten the distance to the target. Of course, kinetic energy also maximizes the effect of magic. Considering this, we intentionally added such magic to the shells. It’s a matter of efficiency. Even if you pour magic from that high wall, it won’t feel that powerful when it reaches the bottom. Of course, there may be exceptional magicians like the Red Witch, but those are only cases of magicians outside the standard… … .”

My head started to feel dizzy.

At that moment, a man who appeared to be a soldier approached and offered a helping hand.

“Your Majesty Ashvan. Is that right?”

I slowly got up from my seat.

I stumbled slightly due to the warlock’s mental attack, but fortunately I didn’t fall badly.

“That’s true.”

“His Majesty has invited Lord Ashvan to dinner.”

“I see. Can I go right away?”

“yes.”

I looked around.

A swordsman and a thief playing tag while shooting ice magic from afar.

A fierce warrior and a poisonous horse riding on his back, running around and busting the heads of demons.

And even a black magician who fiddles with the corpse of a demon while making a fuss.

I decided to hurry and get out of this chaotic battlefield.

He said his farewells to the crazy warlock in a polite tone.

“Then, Lord Adrian. I’m busy with construction work, so I’ll take my leave now.”

“Oh, yes! See you again!”

The warlock Adrian said his farewells to me while fondling the demon’s genitals.

When I saw that piece of shit, I felt dizzy.

I felt an urge to get out of here as soon as possible, so I urged the soldier on.

“Go ahead. Quickly.”

“Oh, yes. Follow me.”

I hurried my steps as if I was running towards the wall, following the soldier.

Why are there only these types of people around me?