A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 243



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Episode 243. May death avoid you

The princess also held the hands of each of the other Sherwood boys and encouraged them to stay strong.

Everyone except Monde Kyung had a smile on their face and the atmosphere became much warmer.

A truly empowering situation.

If you run with this warm energy in your heart, even the snowstorm beyond that barrier will not dare to invade.

As I watched the princess’s back as she walked away, tottering after completing her mission, I couldn’t help but laugh.

The laughter of the Heavenly Horse followed.

Mr. Cheonma, I’m telling you, you seem to have a weakness for kids.

Behind her, a knight with a sharp demeanor, perhaps assigned by the Duke, was walking like a shadow.

The gloomy Lord Monde looked at the backs of the two people walking away with a hazy look.

“This is my seat… … .”

I patted the depressed Lord Monde on the shoulder and cheered him up.

“So what? That one is much more knightly and better.”

The knight Nalari Monde glared at me.

Then he quickly threw the spare white fur cloak he was holding at me.

It was the supplies the Duke had sent.

I accepted it without thinking.

“hmm?”

It was much lighter than I thought.

It looked very heavy at first glance, so I thought it would slow down my movements, but with this much weight, I didn’t think I had to worry about that.

It was no ordinary thing.

But even so, I didn’t need it.

This body has reached the state of being invincible.

Neither cold nor heat dares invade.

Monde said.

“Stop talking and just wear it. You’re a warrior and a brat, and without it you’ll freeze to death out there.”

I guess he thought I forgot and didn’t wear it.

I left it here on purpose. It was just a hassle for me.

“I don’t need it.”

“You don’t need it?”

“This body is impervious to cold. The cold cannot quench the passion in my heart.”

“… … You crazy bastard. Do whatever you want.”

But I already brought it. It’s annoying.

How do I handle this?

Cheonma suggested a solution.

[You can give it to your friend.]

“friend?”

[I’m talking about the guy shivering in the cold outside.]

Come to think of it, there was a crazy man shivering in the cold outside, absorbed in his research.

“Aha. But why are we friends?”

[Why? Have you ever heard that green is the same color?]

“no.”

[It means that similar people tend to hang out together.]

“… … .”

I went straight out the passage.

He approached the man who was fiddling with his magic wand while looking into his eyes, and threw his cloak over his crouching head.

Adrian, the warlock who was suddenly attacked by the cloak, turned to me with his cloak over his head.

“Huh? What is it?”

“It’s a cloak.”

“A cloak?”

“I picked it up here.”

Adrian wrapped his cloak around his body in a hurry and then let out an exclamation of admiration.

“Wow! This is so warm! And it’s not heavy at all! It’s like a feather!”

“That’s good.”

“Thank you, Lord Ashvan. This will allow me to stay outside the barrier for a long time. This will greatly advance my research!”

“I see.”

“Haha, of course! Ashvan-kun is truly a gift from Kettel to me! Oh, I apologize if that sounded rude. I meant that it meant a lot to me. People usually don’t want to talk to warlocks.”

“Not really. It would be rude.”

“If that’s the case, then that’s good.”

“Then let’s go.”

“Yes! Please take care! May death pass you by!”

As we gave the cloak to Adrian, Sorrow, who had been watching blankly, asked.

“anyone?”

Looking back, following Sorou’s gaze, he saw Adrian giggling and fiddling with the demon’s corpse even more passionately.

“Mad Warlock.”

“… … That’s how it looks. There’s a strange aura of death rippling about.”

“Do you see that?”

“I see. The acrid aura of death, the aura of death is quite strong. I heard there is an excellent black magician in the Red Tower. I guess it is him.”

“Outstanding?”

“Yes. The fact that he wasn’t kicked out of the Red Tower despite being a warlock is proof of that. Warlocks are shunned even among magicians.”

“hmm.”

“Excellent wizards usually have a peculiar mentality. They are all just weirdos.”

At that moment, Adrian’s laughter could be heard, “Hahaha!” He was laughing to himself, wondering what was good.

There was something eerie about him laughing among the corpses of demons with their limbs cut off.

“… … I see.”

I nodded and looked at Sorou.

Sorow, who had been staring blankly at Adrian, noticed my gaze.

“… …? Why are you looking at me?”

“just.”

“… … .”

Dauphin intervened, pretending not to know anything.

“Ah, I’ve heard of him too. Adrian, the warlock of the Red Tower. He has quite a few nicknames. He’s also been called the Cursed Abyss Shaman, Corpse Artist, Bone and Shadow Tuner, and Death Aesthetician. Those are some pretty cool nicknames. It seems like wizards are good at giving names.”

“What is that?”

Dauphin shrugged.

“Well, I only heard about it.”

I shook my head slightly and walked towards the white land spread out before me.

“Let’s go for now.”

“But, little brother, do you really not need a cloak? Aren’t you cold?”

“I told you it’s okay.”

I decided to respond with actions.

Tadah!

He kicked the ground and went ahead.

Pavabak!

The guys immediately followed.

We ran across the white ground, through a blizzard that became increasingly violent as we ran.

I explained as I ran.

“Gentlemen. Our mission is not to slay the demons, but to reconnaissance. Remember that.”

Sorou, who was full of enthusiasm, answered with shining blue eyes.

“Isn’t there any reason to avoid it?”

“Do as you wish. The judgment is yours. But don’t forget the purpose of this mission. It’s not about exterminating demons, it’s about reconnaissance. Do you understand?”

The guys nodded.

This mission was dangerous enough that even Sherwood could lose his life if he made a mistake, so he warned the guys again and made them alert.

“The top priority is to return alive. The next priority is to complete the mission. Do you understand? If it seems dangerous, get out of here.”

No matter how many times I warn you, it’s not enough.

Because life and death are divided in a moment.

Death is always lurking behind the bushes of carelessness, with shining eyes.

“As you might have guessed, this reconnaissance mission is to determine their approximate size. Once we determine their size, we can respond flexibly accordingly.”

And how do you figure out its scale?

It’s simple.

“You only need to check those who are Class B or higher.”

Because those guys are the ones who are truly dangerous.

C-class and lower demons can be dealt with only magic bullets and crossbows fired from the top of the barrier.

But from Class B onwards, it is not easy.

Even if you can somehow deal with a B-class demon, an A-class one is out of the question.

Just think of the hydra-like creatures I’ve fought coming at you in droves.

My eyes are dizzy.

How are you going to deal with them with just magic bullets and crossbows?

At that time, the knights had no choice but to step forward.

No matter how strong the wall is, there is no guarantee that it will not collapse when a group of Class A demons rush in and start smashing their bodies against it with their incredible strength.

A class A demon can destroy an ordinary wall on his own.

“If there are any Class A’s among them, count them unconditionally. Don’t leave out a single one.”

Those who heard my explanation nodded.

“Okay, that’s it. Be sure to come back on time for dinner.”

At my end, the guys split into two groups.

Without saying anything, Sorou ran to the right, and Dauphin followed him, waving his hand.

“See you later, little brother.”

Linda, who was sleeping on Schmidt’s back and oblivious to the world, also stretched out to the left.

Schmidt ran over and gave a simple hand signal.

-See you later!

I kept my pace and ran north, where the white mountain range was vaguely visible in the distance.

I glanced behind me and saw that Lord Monde was following me with an expression on his face that said he didn’t want to do it.

“Mond Sir.”

Monde Kyung looked at me.

“I’m going to pick up the pace. Can you keep up?”

“More here?”

“okay.”

“Hey, warrior. You seem to be mistaken. This isn’t a race. You have to keep this pace for hours and hours, and you have to conserve your stamina in case a demon suddenly appears.”

“Of course. I said it with that in mind.”

Monde’s expression was crumpled as if he had chewed shit.

“Mr. Monde. If it’s difficult, tell me.”

“What the heck.”

“Okay, let’s go!”

Hoooow—

The ghost’s cries echoed in my ears.

I quickly struck out, caught in the wind of the flagpole.

“Hahahaha!”

A refreshing breeze blew through my hair.

From behind, the sound of Lord Monde muttering curses could be heard.

The two figures ran across the white land toward the great mountain range whose shape could be vaguely seen beyond the snowstorm in the distance.

* * *

The white world beyond the wall was as barren a place as I had heard.

The further north we went, the harder it was to find even a single blade of grass.

All that can be seen is the endless white mountain ranges dimly visible like a mirage in the distance and the never-ending whirring of a snowstorm.

Everything was covered in snow and was completely white.

I think I finally understand why it’s called the White Hell.

But what was really strange was that the demons were the only inhabitants of this place.

They were wandering around the white hell, like idle bums with nothing to do.

Where on earth do these guys come from?

Although we do not know much about the ecology of demons, the most likely hypothesis for their origin is animal infection.

The theory that contaminated mana infects animals and transforms them into demons.

It has been said that the reason why the Kingdom of Maia has more demons appearing than other places is because the mana is so polluted. It is also because the land is so barren.

But how should I explain this?

It’s hard to find even a blade of grass, let alone an animal, so it’s surprising that there are so many demons roaming around.

It was something I couldn’t understand at all.

Since I couldn’t figure it out no matter how much I thought about it, I pushed the questions that were nagging at me aside and focused on my mission.

I moved around while making as few sounds as possible and observed them.

As a result, we were able to discover another curious point.

They wandered around like bored thugs and sometimes ran into each other.

Even though they were growling at each other and engaging in a war of nerves, they never actually fought each other.

As the level of the demon increases, its intelligence increases.

From C rank and above, you start to see guys who are so smart that they are called clever.

If those guys did that, I could understand, but they’re just punks who don’t look all that smart.

So, when I saw guys below D-class doing that not once or twice but several times, I started to have doubts.

It’s as if they made a peace treaty among themselves.

We wandered around the White Mountains, observing the demons.

Then, we discovered a large cave at the bottom of the valley where we could avoid the wind and decided to take a short break there and have lunch.

Sir Monde, who had been following me panting, collapsed to catch his breath as soon as he reached the cave.

“No, I told you to tell me if it’s hard.”

Monde glared at me with a face full of anger.

“Ugh… Is it hard? Who?”

“… … .”

Even though he was out of breath and on the verge of death, Monde never uttered the words, saying it was difficult.

In a dangerous situation where one could face death at any moment, it was Sir Monde who was using his pride in useless things.

Was it really that frustrating when the princess told me not to grab your ankle before you left?

First, we decided to build a campfire for dinner.

Thinking about it, I was momentarily confused because I had no wood to burn, but upon hearing Cheonma’s boast that there was nothing that Cheongyeon (靑炎) could not burn, I broke the ice and tried to light a fire.

Then, it stuck!

Monde Kyung looked at the blue flames burning the ice with a bewildered face.

“… … What the heck is this?”

A fire that burns ice?

I was embarrassed too.

But I had no way to explain it, so I just ignored it and took out the jerky, warmed it up gently, and chewed it.

Lord Monde, who had been staring blankly at the blue bonfire for a moment, put some jerky in his mouth as if he was eating it to live, following me.

I was lost in thought as I chewed the beef jerky.

I quietly counted the number of Class B demons I found on my way here.

A total of eight.

There are eight B-class demons that I found on my way here.

Even in Maia, where demons appear relatively frequently, isn’t this a bit too much?

Even when traveling around the Kingdom of Maia, it is extremely rare to encounter a B-class demon.

B-class demons are so rare that you would only encounter them if you were extremely unlucky, and encountering them is even rarer.

And yet, in this white hell, eight were found in just half a day.

The number of C-class and lower demons discovered is countless.

“… … .”

I felt once again that this was the worst monster wave.

The only thing that’s fortunate is that I haven’t seen an A-class demon yet…

Krrrr.

A noise was felt outside the cave.

Cheonma laughed quietly.

[A guest has arrived.]

As I looked at the cave entrance, I saw a huge demon sticking its head inside the cave.