A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 57



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Episode 057. Sword Dance Under the Moonlight

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“Who ordered you to do this?”

Phew!

“What are your identities?”

Phew!

“Where are you from?”

Phew!

“Knight… What kind of connection do you have with the assassins?”

Phew!

“If so, who is it? Tell me your name.”

Phew!

I interrogated the bastard while looking through my secret book that had organized the blood flow.

Every time I asked him a question, he would take pictures of the blood vessels that looked like they would hurt if pricked, but he would just stare at me with glaring eyes and not give me any information.

It was a natural reaction, since I had touched the blood vessels.

Every time I took a prick, I observed the bastard’s detailed reactions and diligently took notes in the secret book, then I touched my chin with a serious expression.

“This guy. He’s no ordinary guy. He’s got no joke of guts.”

He nodded in admiration.

“You didn’t even scream. Even though you’re the enemy, you’re great.”

I gathered my inner energy into my fingertips and sighed.

“There’s no choice… …the interrogation will have to be a little longer.”

Data was piling up like snowflakes.

It was a really nice sight.

I chuckled and raised my hand.

“Okay, then… … shall we finish it?”

“for a moment.”

Shushuruta, who was watching from the side, stopped me.

I looked at her with a slightly annoyed expression.

“What? I was just getting excited.”

“What? You said you were excited right now?”

Oops.

I blinked for a moment, then hardened my expression and answered shamelessly.

“Who gets excited about this critical situation of interrogating the enemy? Not even a lunatic. Who gets excited? You? You?”

“No, didn’t you just say you were excited?”

“When did I.”

“… … .”

We had a snowball fight for a while.

Shushuruta glared at me with suspicious eyes.

“It’s a little strange that you’re not saying anything. Your expression is like you’re trying to tell me everything.”

“What are you talking about? Can’t you see the hardened expression on this guy’s face? Can’t you see the expression of a man who is both admirable and vicious, thinking of the rise and fall of the group rather than his own insignificant life?”

I said that while pointing to the bastard’s face, but even I could tell that he looked like he was dying to confess.

“… … .”

Hmm. Isn’t there a point that changes facial expressions?

[I wonder if it’s possible.]

I had no choice but to continue to tease him, trying to make his face look as evil as possible.

“Just look at this guy’s face. It’s like, ‘No matter what you do, I won’t bat an eye!’”

The moment he said that, the guy blinked his eyes wildly.

Shushuruta said after seeing that.

“You blink very often.”

I opened my eyes and glared at the bastard from an angle that Shushuruta couldn’t see.

‘This kid.’

But the bastard showed no sign of stopping blinking.

I explained to Shushuruta.

“I guess you haven’t been eating enough vegetables lately. When I avoid vegetables, my eyes sometimes twitch like this. Am I right?”

He shook his head up and down.

“See? I said it was true.”

“… … .”

Shushuruta looked at me with an even more suspicious expression.

“What do you know? This torture—no, the interrogation—I conduct it.”

“Did you just say torture?”

“You misheard. Stay still. We’re almost there.”

“… … .”

We can’t afford to lose this precious textbook just like this.

I quickly placed my hand on the bastard’s wrist and poured my energy into it.

Acupuncture is basically touching the other person’s acupoints, not your own.

So, I thought it would be more helpful to explore other people’s blood vessels.

But this guy’s blood vessels were a bit narrow and stiff, so the energy didn’t flow in well.

So, I just pushed it in with force.

Knock knock!

“… … !”

The bastard threw himself violently as if he was having a seizure.

The bastard’s back bent like a bow.

His bloodshot eyes opened wide and veins bulged on his forehead.

I guess you’re in a lot of pain.

And yet you don’t scream.

Hmm. He’s a scary guy.

I swung my internal energy along the bastard’s blood vessels and identified the locations of the major acupoints.

When I looked at the blood pressure from a third party’s perspective, I was able to understand it to some extent.

Why do the muscles in this area stiffen when I press this point? Why do I faint when I press that point?

The mechanical relationship between the muscles and internal organs surrounding the blood vessels was apparent at a glance.

Rather than just memorizing and reciting, as I gained a deeper understanding, the exact location of each acupuncture point and its respective effects began to seep into my head.

Also, how to measure each blood vessel.

I was able to get used to that subtle feeling.

I only took my hands off after circling the acupuncture points in a circle.

As soon as I took my hand off, the bastard squirmed as if he was having a seizure.

I smiled happily at the sight, but as soon as I made eye contact with Shushuruta, I became serious.

Shushuruta asked with a very suspicious look on his face.

“Is something good happening?”

“What good is this? How is this a good thing when this guy doesn’t say a word?”

“But why are you smiling like that?”

“I’m a guy who always laughs a lot. Just seeing falling leaves makes me laugh.”

“… … .”

We had a snowball fight for a while.

“It seems suspicious.”

Shushuruta narrowed his eyes.

“Could it be… … . You’re trying to silence me like you did to me?”

“Oh, what do you think of people? Do you see me as that kind of person?”

“He seems like a person who would do more than that.”

After a long snowball fight, Shushuruta said.

“I don’t know what it is, but I think I’ve had enough fun, so let’s stop now.”

“i get it.”

Since I had already looked at all the major acupoints, it didn’t really matter.

I took my fingertips, which were imbued with my inner energy, and pressed around the bastard’s chin to relieve the bleeding.

The bastard opened his mouth wide and tried to make a sound, and as soon as the bleeding was completely gone, he screamed wildly.

“I’ll tell you everything! I’ll tell you everything, so please stop! Stop it! Please… … !”

The bastard let out the tears he had been holding back.

I glared at the guy.

“You’re such a scary guy. You’ve kept your mouth shut all this time. Now you’re talking? Do assassins even teach you how to endure torture? Amazing, amazing. I salute you.”

I clapped my hands in mock admiration.

Shushuruta issued an order to me to stay away from him.

“Ashvan. Go over there for a moment. I will interrogate you.”

“Well, whatever.”

Since I had other things to do anyway, I just backed down.

I sat down with my back against the tree and began to scribble with a fountain pen on my secret book.

I wrote a detailed account of my exploration after circling the bastard’s bloodline.

I intended to diligently organize the things I had realized before I forgot them.

The watching Cheonma was amazed.

[Oh. Quite.]

“Master, what do you think? Have you gathered some useful information?”

[I thought you were teasing me half for fun. Turns out you were being somewhat serious.]

“Haha. When was there a time when I wasn’t sincere?”

I was so proud that I didn’t even realize how much time had passed while I was diligently writing the exploration journal… … .

Shushuruta dragged the guy over.

“Ashvan.”

“Oh, it’s finished?”

“Please release some of the black magic from this guy.”

“I said it wasn’t black magic. But why? Wasn’t it supposed to kill?”

“I want to send a message.”

“Oh, really?”

I said, glaring at the assassin who was being dragged by Shushuruta.

“I have to convey this properly. Otherwise, I’ll have to go on another exciting trip.”

“Yes, yes! Of course!”

The bastard trembled and avoided my eyes.

I stared at the guy for a long time… … .

Knock. Knock.

I released the bastard’s blood vessel.

My hand movements have definitely gotten more skilled than before.

Be proud.

After a while, the guy got up awkwardly, as if he was learning to walk, and bowed deeply as he spoke.

“I will make sure to convey the message clearly.”

Shushuruta nodded.

I also got up from my seat to say goodbye.

The guy looked at me with a start.

“What? Did I do something I couldn’t do? Why are you so scared? I want to kill you.”

“Oh, no.”

“Goodbye. I don’t know what it is, but if you guys come back again, I can assume that the message didn’t get through. Then I’ll ask those guys who came back after you. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Oh, I understand. No matter what happens, I will definitely tell you.”

“Then go.”

“yes!”

The bastard ran away at incredible speed without even looking back.

I fell down on my own as I was walking, probably because the blood hadn’t drained yet, but I quickly got up and ran briskly.

I said, looking at the back of the man in black.

“That guy is quick. You must have been really scared.”

“… … .”

I asked Shushuruta.

“What message?”

“Why. Judging from what you said to him, I guess you must have guessed the content to some extent.”

“More or less.”

Shushuruta nodded and said.

“You don’t have to worry about it. Those guys won’t come looking for you again.”

“I see.”

“Yes.”

As you said, you would have done it yourself.

There must have been some kind of threat communicated between the residents of the underworld. Like spreading secret information, or saying that if they come back one more time, there will be war.

I didn’t need to know.

Shushuruta raised his head and examined the position of the sun and the shape of the mountain.

“If we hurry, we might be able to get there by tomorrow.”

I took my sword, put it on my waist, and said.

“Then let’s go.”

“okay.”

We hurried our pace again.

* * *

It’s night.

Because night falls faster than usual in the mountains, we set up camp early.

With the mindset of going to bed early and waking up early.

I ate dinner quickly and then chewed on the samdo that Shushuruta had brought me during the day.

After asking Shushuruta, who was sitting on a tree branch and eating the red berries of the ginseng like a squirrel, for guidance, I immediately went into the morning meal.

Through breathing, the energy gathered in the stomach was broken down with a skilled technique.

The giga was divided into two.

Clean energy out, pure energy in.

He accumulated the enormous amount of newly acquired energy in his dantian.

Well, it was solid.

My inner strength was deepening day by day.

Then I went into a deep state of meditation and faced the wall.

I said hello to the wall.

“It’s been a while.”

“… … .”

“Still cold and hard.”

“… … .”

I felt the gaze of Cheonma looking at me pitifully as I spoke to the wall, but I didn’t care.

“Are you ready to get your ass kicked?”

“… … .”

“No questions asked!”

I slammed my fists into the wall.

Pubber pubber!

But only my fist hurt, and the wall didn’t move at all.

“Then how about this?”

I created a sword out of starlight and swung it wildly at the wall.

Ding! Ding!

I used the Sagok Sword and occasionally mixed in the Yeoksoo Sword.

Kak! Jjang!

I tried both the local method and the long method.

Tiddik! Thud!

“Haa… haa… … .”

The wall still stood strong.

I said, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

“Huh huh… … It’s pretty good.”

“… … .”

“See you next time, friend.”

After finishing my lucky breakfast like that, I opened my eyes.

Knock knock. Knock knock.

The surrounding sounds began to become faint.

It was the same scenery as usual.

Shushuruta was curled up like a cat and sleeping near the campfire, and the sound of unknown insects and the occasional hooting of an owl could be heard around them.

A night without a demon was so peaceful.

I look up at the starry night sky… … .

I got up from my seat and went into the forest, overcome by an unknown feeling.

And then, when they reached an empty space where moonlight was pouring down, they began to dance like they were possessed.

There was no particular form, and no particular reason.

I just went with the flow, got carried away by the atmosphere, got excited, and danced around, swinging my sword.

Depending on his mood, he sometimes held the sword straight, and sometimes in reverse.

It didn’t really have any meaning.

The pure white blade cut through the night air, reflecting the moonlight.

Swish-

The wind blew and swept away the leaves.

The leaves fell flutterily, reflecting the moonlight.

The sight looked like moonlight scattering.

I closed my eyes.

I continued my sword dance, cutting down the falling leaves.

I felt the moonlight flowing down the sword.

I swung my sword in a state of ecstasy, surrendering myself to the quiet music that only my ears could hear… … .

Suddenly, I recognized the face of the stuffed Cheonma in my mind.

Cheonma was smiling faintly.

I also laughed along with Cheonma.

At that moment.

Jeokjeok-

From deep within my mind, a sound was heard.

It sounded like something was splitting apart.

As if a crack was forming in the wall.