A Stuffed Cheonma in my Head - Chapter 68



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Episode 068. The Moon Rises

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The cold asked me with his sword half-raised.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Well, you piece of shit.”

“… … .”

The bitter cold glared at me.

But I answered honestly.

“Hehehe.”

Because I didn’t even know why I was laughing.

Strangely enough, laughter kept flowing out.

‘Oh, this kid is a pain in the ass.’

It seemed that way to me too.

“Hahahaha… … .”

When I suddenly burst into laughter, Hokhan stared at me as if he was watching a strange animal.

Then he asked me.

“Is there a will?”

“A will? Puhahahahaha… … .”

I guess he thought I was going crazy when I was about to die.

Even though he was barely able to hold on when both his arms were fine, he lost the use of one arm.

I nodded.

“That makes sense. Yeah. It makes sense to think that way.”

Even I think it’s a hopeless situation.

But I haven’t bitten his balls yet.

There’s still a lot to show.

I can’t die here.

I’m a body with a place to go. There are guys whose butts need to be kicked.

I don’t think I fought the cold very well, but that goes for me too.

“A will? Yes.”

I looked up at the sky before saying my will.

The stars that were scattered across the pitch-black night sky were staring at me blankly.

It was like watching an audience watching a play on stage.

It was a moonless night.

I spoke with a noble spirit, as if I were the main character in a play.

“My will is… … .”

After a long pause, he spoke with a serious face.

“What chair did you most regret buying?”

“… … ?”

“Armchair.”

“… … !”

I took advantage of the cold’s confusion and rushed at him.

As such, psychological warfare is a part of fighting.

Our talkative assassin. When I first heard it from the Dauphin, I cursed him out loud, but now I see that there is a place for him to use it.

He thanked Dauphin inwardly, then swung his sword wrapped in starlight with fierce momentum.

Zzz!

The cold snapped the attack by sticking out its blue sword.

Earlier, I was so out of my mind because the bastard suddenly attacked me that I had to fight him with only the red sword, but this time it was different.

It was an aura wrapped in starlight that contained all the fruits of training.

My starlight sword shone brilliantly in the darkness.

Now that I think about it, I was wondering whether I should shoot a long sword with my left hand or whether I should shoot a ground sword at some point, etc.

The question of what to do with my empty left hand was constantly occupying a corner of my mind.

But this time, that option was completely gone.

Rather, it is good.

I cleared my mind of any thought of doing anything with my left hand and focused solely on the sword I was holding in my right hand.

Then I felt like my eyes were opened.

This time, I pressed against the bitter cold as if it were a gust of wind.

Wheezing!

The ghost’s cries ringing in my ears felt like encouragement directed at me.

Just as he did not allow me to make even a single meaningless movement, I imitated him and used extremely efficient and most economical swordsmanship.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It made me wonder if I could swing my sword this fast.

The sword moved as if possessed, drawing a silvery trail in the darkness.

“Hehehe.”

My face stung from the cold.

The position was completely opposite to before.

The cold weather blocked and parried my sword, and I focused only on defense.

Now that I look at it, the tip of the sword in the bitter cold barely shows any trembling.

Two swords engulfed in silence fiercely bit each other.

Now, the moment when things start to get a little exciting… … .

Hokhan, who had been fighting defensively, suddenly stepped forward and swung his sword.

It was quite a strong momentum, so I immediately retreated.

The sharp sword cut vertically across the spot where I was and struck the ground.

bang!

The broken ice splashed up to my face.

The moment when the Sword of Cold was about to attack through the gap in the ground.

Ice burst from the ground.

“… … !”

As soon as I felt a slight vibration under my feet, I quickly jumped to the side.

Kwak-kak!

A sharp pillar of ice pierced through the space where I was, growing to the height of two men.

The tip was as sharp as a spear blade.

If I had been even a little bit late, I would have been skewered up there.

But it didn’t end there.

Kkuk… … .

I felt a slight vibration under my feet.

“Arai!”

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

I ran hard to avoid the rising ice thorns.

What is this? It felt like fighting a wizard.

It was difficult to detect the ice thorns that kept rising up in advance just by the slight vibrations felt underfoot.

So I just closed my eyes and looked at the world through the cracks.

Then I felt the currents of energy moving beneath the ground.

The energy flows and then gathers at one point and swells up… … .

Crunch!

There, ice thorns rose up.

‘Aha. That’s what it was.’

Since we knew in advance, it was easy to avoid.

It’s almost like you can see the sword before it’s even drawn.

After I got used to avoiding it to some extent, I ran into the cold again.

I swung my sword with my eyes closed.

Zzz!

It’s a dark night.

But the cold, cold air was clearer than anything I had ever seen before.

So it looked so good, I couldn’t miss it.

I briefly clashed with the cold and starlight swords.

I’ve now become somewhat accustomed to the relentless swordsmanship of the bitter cold.

Still, it was not an easy opponent.

To the point where if you lose focus even for a moment, you’ll have to sacrifice your neck.

Still no gaps were visible, but… … .

It’s okay. Just make it.

I exchanged blows with the cold sword and then struck his sword upward with all my might.

Zzz!

Just a little bit. A gap was revealed.

It was a tiny gap, but I squeezed my foot in there.

I kicked the upper body of the cold as if pushing it with all my internal energy.

If I did it wrong, my feet would be cut off, but I had to take that risk.

Where is there a flawless fight, where is there a fight won without any wounds?

puck!

Luckily, I managed to kick the guy in the chest and retrieve his foot before it was cut off.

The cold stumbled back slightly, and I took advantage of the gap to jump up.

“Euryaaaa!”

It fell on him like a ray of starlight that split the night sky.

Oh my!

Hokhan raised his sword diagonally and blocked my attack.

Due to the angle, my sword naturally slid down the ice.

But, this was my gamble.

I snaked down his sword and aimed for his wrist.

But, just before cutting his wrist.

The first thing that flew out was the bastard’s foot.

Bam!

“100 million.”

A sigh came out on its own.

I was hit by the bastard’s foot and flew around several times.

I quickly turned my body and offered my left shoulder instead of my chest, but the shock was no joke.

His left arm was broken, and it seemed like a few ribs were also broken.

“Ugh… … .”

I barely managed to get up, coughing up phlegm.

The cold was looking at me with a noble face that didn’t show even a trace of sadness.

As if to tell me to try more.

It was a face that was incredibly arrogant.

“Hehehe.”

Still, a laugh escaped my lips.

The breath from his mouth dispersed into a haze.

“It’s pretty good.”

I twisted the corners of my mouth as I looked at the bastard’s unlucky face.

“I didn’t ask.”

“Do you have a teacher?”

“Yes.”

“Who is it?”

“Heavenly Demon.”

The bitter cold blinked its eyes.

“Cheonma… … . I’ve never heard that name before.”

“I guess so. It’s stuffed in my head.”

I started to laugh and then coughed like I was going to faint.

I tasted blood in my throat.

It wasn’t just because I got hit.

The cold air from the bastard was seeping into my nose and mouth, slowly weakening me.

Cold death… …was looming before my eyes.

I laughed heartily and spoke to Cheonma.

“Master. What happens if I die? Will you die with me?”

[Ah… … . Then that’s difficult.]

Cheonma sighed.

He was the one who rarely spoke softly.

I chuckled.

Even the heavenly horses of the world seem to fear death.

“Master. Are you scared?”

[I’m scared.]

“What?”

[The curtain falls on this entertaining play.]

Oh, that was it?

[Oh, how can this not work? I want to keep watching that loser disciple talk nonsense.]

“… … .”

Tsk. I clicked my tongue and got up, my body feeling unusually heavy today.

In the end, the only one who worried about me was Shushuruta.

I checked the coldness that was staring at me from a distance.

The guy was looking at me with an indifferent face.

Without any sense of crisis. Without any sense of tension.

The strong always look down on the weak.

Strong power and carelessness are inseparable companions in life.

Carelessness must have seeped into that ice-like heart even a little.

If you’re going to do it, now is the time, you damn wall.

‘Do you understand what I’m saying?’

I scolded the wall, which was still shaking.

When on earth is this damn wall going to fall?

A sigh escaped me.

Then suddenly, I remembered what Cheonma had said that I had heard before.

When having a lucky breakfast.

I was struggling alone, so Cheonma must have felt sorry for me, and for some reason he gave me some advice in a kind voice.

To me, who was absorbed in my morning meal, it was advice that gently settled in my ears like a voice in a dream.

[When it comes to reaching any state or destination, time is not an absolute factor.]

[When it comes to practicing martial arts, there is no such thing as a straight, smooth path. Therefore, you will inevitably stumble and wander.]

[The important thing is to keep moving forward, using yourself as a light.]

[Falling down and getting up, going down the wrong path, getting lost, turning back… … . It’s just a journey to a destination.]

[The journey changes depending on what you see, what you think, and what you realize while walking.]

[Walking a long way doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll reach your destination. Walking fast doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll get there quickly.]

[Enlightenment is such a mysterious thing.]

[Therefore, it is important to walk every day.]

[Enlightenment comes suddenly like a shower… … .]

I looked up at the sky.

It was a moonless night.

The stars were twinkling and looking at me.

Shooting stars sometimes fall across the sky.

Where does it fall from?

Where is the home of stars?

For a moment, I looked up at the sky with my eyes closed.

A pitch-black night sky without a single star spread out before our eyes.

Soon, tiny specks of light began to appear here and there, twinkling.

They were starlights created by my inner energy.

The guys started moving around like fireflies, then soon started gathering in a circle in one place.

‘ah.’

A circular circle of twinkling stars.

From a distance, it seemed to be the moon.

Boom!

I heard the sound of a wall collapsing.

I opened my eyes.

He raised his sword.

Woof-

The pure white sword was covered in soft moonlight.

Rather, the light became weaker, but the power contained within it became more elegant and powerful.

I raised the sword engulfed in moonlight toward the night sky.

On a moonless night, I made the moon rise.

I lowered my gaze and looked into the bitter cold.

His eyes were wide open.

I immediately ran towards the bastard, bathed in moonlight.

Fit!

A silver trail passed by his shoulder.

Blood spurted out.

I aimed for the neck, but the bastard dodged.

The fight is all about momentum.

I charged forward without losing momentum.

Zzz! Zzz! Zzz!

Every time the swords clashed, moonlight and blue ice sparkled like sparks.

The cold seemed to panic for a moment, but soon calmly responded with a darker aura.

Reaching the realm of moonlight wasn’t enough.

He was still strong.

“Hehehe.”

Still, the laughter didn’t stop.

Actually, I knew why I kept laughing.

I definitely didn’t know, but now I see that I did.

What does this mean? I don’t know.

In the image, a red giant suddenly stood up.

A crimson madness was beckoning towards me.

I felt like I was going crazy.

Zzz!

I forcefully deflected the sword of cold and then closed my eyes tightly.

The red giant laughed at me while holding on to the rope hanging from the ceiling.

The light string went down.

Click.

I opened my eyes.

A bloody world welcomed me.

My inner energy was bubbling.

The moonlight surrounding the sword turned blood red.

Kkwaak! Kkiyaak!

The screams of ghosts rang in my ears.

The bitter cold glared at me.

I smiled, showing my teeth.

“Hehehe.”

I drew a slanted trajectory from the lower right to the upper left, capturing the moonlight stained with blood on my sword.

A bloody moon rose along the sword path.

Zzz!!!

The blue sword swayed. The cold posture collapsed slightly.

A gap has opened up.

I didn’t miss it.

While striking the Sword of Cold to one side, he changed his grip on the sword in the air on his left.

Sometimes, the reverse grip is shorter than when held with a straight grip, and that’s the case now.

My sword was faster than the cold could retrieve it and pierce his chest.

Phew!

“… … .”

It was quiet.

The bitter cold was as hard as a statue, and I checked his chest.

Blood flowed out from where the sword had been inserted.

It hit right in the heart.

‘Is he dead?’

I looked at the frostbitten face and pulled out the sword stuck in his chest.

No, I tried to take it out.

“……uh?”

The sword did not come out.

Before I knew it, the blood that had been flowing from my chest had frozen solid.

“What is this…?”

The cold that I thought was dead flashed its eyes and stabbed its sword into the ground.

Crunch!

A cold chill gathered at my feet.

Kkuk… … .

I was so surprised that I tried to put down my sword, but before I knew it, even my hand holding the sword was frozen cold.

I muttered in despair.

“Oh, this is not it.”

Quagagagagagaga!

A thick layer of ice covered me.

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The cold stared at the man covered in ice before his eyes.

The demon was trapped in the ice, his bloodshot eyes wide open.

The jagged ice that covered him rose tens of meters into the air.

The blue ice, which rose as if lava had erupted, looked like a small iceberg in itself.

“… … .”

Hokhan looked at the scene for a moment, then grabbed the sword stuck in his chest with his hand. He stepped back and pulled the sword out of his chest.

The sword that had stabbed his cold heart had already frozen blue.

Ting!

When the cold snapped the blade with his fingers, the sword broke with a snap!

Hokhan looked down at the pieces of the sword scattered on the floor… … .

I felt the frozen red blood on my shoulder and chest.

When was the last time I saw blood like this? It was so long ago that I couldn’t even remember.

I raised my head and looked at the red-eyed demon in front of me.

The cold thought.

How strong can this guy become?

Ten years. If only we had met exactly ten years later. If only we had been able to truly fight.

… … It was a useless thought.

The cold cold silently raised its sword.

The mission was a mission. I had to return with the devil’s head.

Just as I was about to swing my sword horizontally.

thud!

The bitter cold quickly retreated.

It was an instinctive movement.

thud!

The bitter cold glared at me.

What is this ominous feeling?

Boom! Boom!

From the demon who was trapped in ice and turned into a statue, an absurdly huge presence was felt.

Something terrible was about to tear through the world.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

My frozen heart was beating like crazy.

My instincts were screaming at me to run away right now without looking back.

Jeez… … .

The ice pillar covering the demon began to crack.

Clang!

The ice pillar that had stretched tens of meters into the air suddenly shattered.

Broken pieces of blue ice poured down like rain.

Blue hail pouring down. What can be seen between them are blood-red eyes. And an arrogant smile.

The Heavenly Demon said with a smile.

“It’s a player substitution.”