A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 58



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Episode 058. Pieces of Broken Sky

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Towering.

Under the pouring moonlight.

I stopped swinging my sword.

‘… … What the heck?’

I stood there like a statue for a moment… … .

He stopped swinging his sword excitedly and immediately sat down cross-legged.

I ran straight to the lake in my mind’s eye and jumped in.

It took me a moment to calm my pounding heart and catch my breath, sinking deep into my slumber.

I dived deep into the depths of my vision and reached a place where a majestic wall stood.

I ran straight over and examined the walls made of steel and ice.

In the middle of the magnificent castle wall, there was a large diagonal crack.

“… … !”

I touched the cracked area and asked Cheonma.

“Master, this is gold?”

[… … .]

It was only a short while ago that I was told to calm my mind and focus on my training.

Cheonma remained silent for a moment as if he had nothing to say, then opened his mouth.

[… … This is ridiculous. I am the first crazy person to achieve enlightenment while dancing with a sword on a moonlit night.]

“Enlightenment?”

[There must have been something wrong with it.]

“… … .”

I didn’t even know what I had realized.

No, there was no such thing as enlightenment in the first place.

All I did was just dance with a sword in the moonlight because I was in a good mood.

I couldn’t figure out why the wall, which had been so strong, suddenly cracked.

I was dumbfounded too.

When I swing the Starlight Sword and strike like that, it’s fine, but when I dance with the sword on a moonlit night, it splits and becomes a mess.

“Wait a minute… …then?”

I opened my eyes again and started dancing, swinging my sword again.

But even though he continued to swing his sword without stopping for a long time, the wall did not split any further.

I was just sweating.

What is the difference between before and now?

Did I unknowingly dip my toes into the magic of moonlight?

I couldn’t figure it out.

“… … .”

He put the sword back into its scabbard.

I was no longer in the mood so I returned to the campfire.

I sat cross-legged and faced the wall once again.

I tried to stab the Starlight Sword into the gap, but the wall did not move at all.

I opened my eyes and stared blankly at the crack in the wall.

“Phew… … .”

Suddenly a sigh escaped my lips.

What on earth is making your heart race like this all of a sudden and then pretending not to know anything? You idiot.

Knock knock. Knock knock.

The bonfire was burning, and Shushuruta was curled up and sleeping in the same spot as before.

But it looked a little more shrunken than before.

When I looked closely, I saw that the bonfire had gotten smaller, so I broke some of the branches I had gathered nearby and threw them inside.

I looked at Shushuruta’s face, sleeping comfortably in the world… … and calmed my mind through my breathing.

Nothing has changed.

There is only a line drawn on the wall.

If a single crack is drawn on an existing wall, will the existing wall disappear?

That wasn’t the case.

I thought back to Cheonma’s advice.

Let us practice steadily and diligently. Let us approach our practice calmly and silently.

It will happen someday. Don’t be impatient.

That’s how I calmed my mind.

“Phew… … .”

I decided to erase the thought of the wall from my mind and practice bringing up the bloody world this time.

It wasn’t just the wall that mattered. Other things had a long way to go too.

“Huh… … ! Haat… … ! Thut… … !”

I tried thirty times in total… … I was lost in thought because I thought I would be at a standstill even after trying a hundred times.

‘What on earth did I do back then?’

After thinking about it carefully, I decided to visualize the situation in my mind.

It wasn’t that difficult.

Not much time had passed since then, and it was such an impressive fight that the memory of it remained vivid in my mind.

‘Let’s try.’

As soon as I thought that, the battle with the mad wizard came vividly to mind.

I was running away.

My head was spinning, and dozens of spells were chasing me behind me.

It’s a hopeless situation for anyone to see.

Suddenly, in my mind, a red giant jumped up and walked towards me with brisk strides.

I thought, ‘Is that giant the Simaran I’ve only heard about?’

A moment when I feel crazy and smile without realizing it.

A bloody world welcomed me.

“Ugh!”

At that moment, my eyes opened wide.

I heard a ringing sound in my ears.

The internal energy that had been dormant in my danjeon was heating up.

A bloody world unfolded before my eyes.

I looked around with my eyes wide open.

Looking closely, it wasn’t blood red, but rather pink.

I raised my head and looked at the sky.

The pink moon was staring at me blankly.

“ha ha ha…….”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

At that moment, as if a gust of wind had passed, my vision cleared and the pink world receded… … .

Once again the white moon greeted me.

Suddenly, all the strength left my body and I felt dizzy, so I leaned my back against the tree.

Fortunately, I didn’t faint like last time.

He laughed like that, lying down like a defeated soldier.

“Hehehe.”

Cheonma clicked his tongue.

[I told you to control yourself, but you’re really not listening.]

The tinnitus in my ears disappeared, and the internal energy that was slowly boiling over cooled down.

It was a half success.

I didn’t faint right away, but I suddenly felt a surge of sleepiness.

“It was great… … .”

I fell into a deep sleep.

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Knock, knock. Knock, knock.

“Ashvan. Ashvan. Wake up.”

I opened my eyes as someone shook my shoulder.

I checked who woke me up, blinking my sleepy eyes.

Shushuruta raised her head and looked at the night sky.

It looked like he had been doing that for quite some time.

… … Doesn’t your throat hurt?

“… … What is it?”

“The dagger. Give it to me. Quickly.”

Shushuruta looked at me without taking her eyes off the night sky.

“What is it?”

I followed her and looked up at the starry night sky.

There was nothing different from usual.

“Quickly. Quickly.”

Shushuruta shook my shoulder.

Unable to resist her urging, I handed her the dagger.

“ruler.”

When handed the dagger of Ophiuchus, Shushuruta raised it above his head and compared it to the night sky.

It was like fitting together pieces of a blank puzzle.

By the way, the campfire was out.

It looked like Shushuruta had done it on purpose.

Shushuruta manipulated the dagger here and there, as if trying to fit it into some piece of the broken sky with a serious expression on his face.

Come to think of it, there was an unknown constellation drawn on the dagger.

I blinked my eyes wondering what was going on, and looked at Shushuruta, who was seriously concentrating on the dagger.

Moonlight was pouring down on her head.

Her black eyes, reflected in the moonlight, sparkled with a strange light.

The moonlight that fell on Shushuruta’s white face went towards her chin and flowed down along her pure white neck.

Looking at it reminded me of the feeling of moonlight flowing down the blade earlier.

‘… Was that it?’

Just as I was about to stand up and draw my sword, thinking it might be a lie.

Pot!

Suddenly, a beam of light rose from the dagger.

The ray of light, resembling starlight, shot up at a terrifying speed toward the quiet night sky.

“……uh?”

I watched the rays of light spread out with a blank expression.

It was like a shooting star falling upside down.

The beam of light shot straight up as if it were piercing the night sky, and soon reached a star.

Ting!

The ray of light that collided with the star seemed to bounce off, but then collided with other nearby stars one after another, drawing lines.

I watched for a moment to see what it meant, and the guy wandered around as if he had lost his way for a while… … .

ping!

It leapt out fiercely like a water sparrow in one direction.

It was a powerful momentum, like soaring into the sky.

The beam of light stretched out in a straight line, passing through the stars in that direction.

Just as Shushuruta moved from tree to tree, the rays of light moved from star to star.

The rays of light that resembled starlight crossed the night sky, connecting the stars.

It stretched out endlessly.

As I was blankly staring at the speeding car, Shushuruta called out to me urgently.

“Ashvan.”

“uh?”

“Hold on for a moment.”

Then he nodded toward the dagger he was holding with his arm stretched out above his head.

As I approached her, Shushuruta cautiously handed me the dagger and warned me.

“You can’t move from here at all. You have to hold it exactly as I’m holding it.”

“Uh… Okay, I see.”

In fact, the beam of light that had leapt out from the dagger was no longer connected to the dagger, but it seemed as if he was worried that moving here might cause the beam of light to disappear.

I was worried about that too, so I turned into a statue as Shushuruta said and held the dagger still.

Shushuruta handed me the dagger and hurriedly took out a compass and a piece of paper.

He looked back and forth between the night sky and the compass, and scribbled something on a piece of paper.

Only then did he nod with satisfaction and speak to me.

“Okay. Would you like to move the dagger?”

I tried moving the dagger slightly.

However, the starlight that had now flown far away to a place where it could not be seen clearly remained the same.

It was determined that there was no correlation between the dagger’s position and the starlight it shot out.

Shushuruta nodded and scribbled something more on the paper.

Then he started to pack his bags one by one.

I stared blankly at the dagger in my hand, then looked at Shushuruta, who was packing up his luggage.

“… … What did you do?”

Shushuruta explained quickly while packing his bags.

“There have been many theories in the past that the dagger’s code is related to the constellations of the night sky. That’s understandable, since the constellations are clearly engraved on the sword’s face. However, the constellations corresponding to the constellations engraved on the sword’s face could not be found. That’s natural. Such constellations never existed in the first place.”

I watched her moving busily and listened intently.

“Ashvan. Do you know who the god of blacksmiths is?”

I answered, scratching the ball.

“no.”

“Iron and fire. God of hammers, anvils and furnaces. Volund.”

“aha.”

“Do you know what constellation represents him?”

“no.”

“It’s Moruda. Do you see it over there?”

Shushuruta asked, poking his finger somewhere in the night sky.

I opened my eyes half-heartedly and looked closely at the place where Shushuruta had stabbed me.

“……where?”

Shushuruta clicked his tongue.

Then he came closer to me and pointed to a spot in the night sky with his finger.

“There. There. Do you see it? That angular constellation that looks like a mole.”

I bent my legs.

I stood at eye level with Shushuruta, who was pointing at the place I had been working hard to raise my crow’s feet, and followed her fingertips.

Then, something strange appeared.

“… … Is that Moru? That’s a bit far-fetched.”

“All constellations are like that.”

No matter how you look at it, it looked like a large dent in one spot.

Shushuruta moved his finger slightly to the left.

“Do you see the other stars to the left?”

“Yeah. I can see it.”

Next to the crumpled moru, slightly off to the side, there was a cluster of stars scattered in a disorderly manner.

Shushuruta explained.

“If you hold the constellations carved on the dagger up there, those stars will become a hammer.”

“really?”

“If you don’t believe me, check it out. Be careful not to spill any mana.”

I took action immediately.

Sure enough, I lifted the dagger with the constellation engraved on it above my head and placed it near the anvil, aligning its shape properly… … .

The constellations continued.

The constellation of the dagger and the constellation of the night sky are combined.

The disorderly constellations transformed into hammers, and the crumpled anvils took on a more presentable shape.

“oh…….”

It was amazing.

I tried pouring in a little bit of my energy.

Pot!

Then, once again, a beam of light emerged from the dagger.

But this time, it was a beam of light twice as bright as the one Shushuruta had fired.

Shushuruta hurriedly tapped my shoulder.

“I told you not to put mana in it!”

“Ah, I’m just curious.”

I put the dagger back in my bosom and looked at Shushuruta.

“Then that is… … .”

Shushuruta nodded.

“This is the road to the tomb of Oposus.”

“… … !”

Shushuruta, carrying a bag, spoke to me with her ears perked up.

“They are coming.”

“Ooh.”

“Since you shot a beam of light in the middle of the night, fewer people would have missed it. The one you shot was especially bright, so it would have been visible from far away.”

“Hmm. Did you shoot for nothing?”

“You call that talking?”

“Heh heh.”

“Run!”

“yep!”

We quickly climbed the mountain to avoid our pursuers.

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Dark night sky.

Somewhere far away.

A beam of light rose.

“… … .”

A man stared silently at the spot where the beam of light rose.

A cloud of white breath was flowing out of his mouth.

The blue-haired knight who had been camping alone stood up from his seat.