Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 43



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 43

History is made at night (1)

It’s been said that most of the fun things in the world happen at night.

This quiet and holy night.

‘I can’t… sleep!’

I was up all night with my eyes wide open.

The reason was simple.

It was because of the unrealistically beautiful face that could be seen just by turning one’s head slightly to the side.

‘No. It’s not because of your face!’

Even though it was well past my bedtime, I shook my head violently.

‘Jin Ha-yeon might be a servant. The moment I fall asleep, she might stab my heart with an indifferent expression!’

Yeah, it’s because of anxiety.

He was already suffering from the side effects of the magic, and the threat of assassination must have caused him to suffer from insomnia.

‘That’s why my heart is pounding so hard. Right.’

Even though I brainwashed myself like that and tossed and turned.

Sneak.

I couldn’t help but turn my head without realizing it and see Jin Ha-yeon’s face sleeping soundly on the other side.

‘Wow… How can a person look like that?’

Normally, I would lose interest in him day by day because of his psychopathic attitude, but when I just watched him sit still, it felt like looking at a doll.

A doll made with care and attention by a craftsman.

And while I was lost in thought, looking at the doll illuminated by the moonlight.

Flash.

Suddenly the doll opened its eyes.

“Huh!?”

I felt like a little kid who got caught doing something bad, and I let out a strange scream without realizing it.

But, whether I said so or not, Jin Ha-yeon opened her mouth in her characteristically calm tone.

“Can’t you sleep, Confucius?”

“Ahem. I, I’m actually a bit sensitive when it comes to sleeping. Since it’s different from usual, I’m having trouble sleeping.”

I thought it was a great improvisation, but Jin Ha-yeon frowned slightly at the pretty Ami and said.

“Considering that, I remember you sleeping well during the last expedition?”

That’s why sharp children get tired.

Could it be because I suddenly feel tired? Or could it be because of my unique way of speaking that is polite but lacks any emotion?

My heart, which had been pounding wildly since I went to bed, quickly regained its calm.

“Ahem. I’m suddenly feeling sleepy. Lady Jin, you too, sleep well.”

“I am already comfortable enough.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Because my energy was completely drained, I fell into a deep sleep.

* * *

“Whoaaah.”

Last night, I went to bed too late because of my pounding heart, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I felt tired.

As I looked around to relax my stiff body, I saw that Jin Ha-yeon’s blanket had already been tidied up.

“I brought you breakfast, Your Majesty.”

As if she sensed me getting up, the door opened and she came into the room carrying a table with food on it.

‘That’s why we look like a married couple.’

A terrible thought crossed my mind for a moment, and I quickly shook my head.

Yeah, that’s a trap.

The moment you fall for that face, a terrible future will unfold in which you will have difficulty breathing day after day.

Crunch crunch.

For a moment, I stuffed the breakfast she had packed into my mouth despite my tired body.

Just as I was finishing my meal, she opened her mouth.

“Since the coughing time is about 1:10 p.m. later than usual, I will clear the table and begin my morning studies right away. Your Majesty.”

“… … .”

As expected, she was a woman with a talent for taking one’s breath away.

After studying in the morning and having lunch, as usual, customers started coming in one by one.

But compared to usual, it felt a bit empty.

“Brother!”

Seon-ah, who always came to visit me, was right next to me today as well, rubbing her chubby cheeks and smiling brightly, but other than her, hardly anyone else came.

The ambassador and the hangman did not come, and the six death row inmates who suffered from auditory and visual hallucinations did not come either.

The three brothers, suffering from delusions of persecution, thought they had gone on a mission.

Instead, Guyangmun, who had returned to the headquarters after completing his mission, was left to fill the vacancy alone.

“Hahahaha! It seems a bit deserted today, Your Majesty!”

It was said that he was just talking to himself endlessly.

How long had I been playing with the cute Seon-ah’s hair like a toy and letting Guyangmun’s nonsense go in one ear and out the other?

‘It’s still peaceful.’

When I realized that neither Jin Ha-yeon nor the two escort warriors were making any moves, I yawned without realizing it.

“Haam. Ah, I’m sorry, Guyang Sohyeop.”

It was rude to yawn while someone was talking, so I quickly apologized, but Goo Yang-moon smiled heartily as if he didn’t care.

“Hahaha. It’s okay, Your Majesty! You seem to be much more tired than that.”

“I had a hard time sleeping last night, so I guess I’m a little tired.”

“Well, it’s understandable that you wouldn’t be able to sleep after all that has happened recently.”

“No, it’s not necessarily because of that.”

Since there were people around me who were involved in the assassination, I tried to let it slide.

But Gu Yangmun didn’t seem to care, so he turned his gaze and looked at Jin Hayeon for a moment before speaking.

“I heard the story. It is said that Confucius spoke to Heavenly Demon and treated Ha Yeon well. As a member of the Magic Hall, I can only express my gratitude on Ha Yeon’s behalf. Hahaha!”

It seemed like he took my advice somewhat strangely.

When I asked him to do a modest favor, he kept adding useless words like “motivation” and talking about things he didn’t need to.

“It was just a favor, so why are you thanking Confucius on my behalf?”

As the one-sided lover’s fight was about to start again, the kitten rolling around next to me and I opened our eyes and lit up.

Because it was the only entertainment.

But I didn’t know that the fun would come back as a bomb.

“Ahem. But, if you’re my classmate, wouldn’t you be able to do that much?”

“It’s useless meddling. I’ve been reflecting on myself even without you interfering. That’s why, since yesterday, I’ve been sleeping in the same room as Confucius, and I’ve been keeping watch over him even during bedtime.”

“!?”

As soon as Jin Ha-yeon finished speaking, Gu Yang-moon’s eyes grew wide and his mouth opened wide, looking back and forth between me and Jin Ha-yeon.

The little boy next to me also looked back and forth between me and Jin Ha-yeon, but his reactions were strangely different.

“Ugh. I want to play with oppa at night too….”

A little boy who pouts slightly and mutters in envy.

Unlike that innocent little kid.

“That, that, that. W, what are you talking about?”

The broken gate, which had been broken for a while, was about to have a seizure.

And unlike the child, the imagination of the impure Goyangmun went one step further.

“T-Tell me about that, Confucius said a little while ago that he was, uh, tired… Seriously!?”

As Gu Yangmun continued to speak, Jin Ha-yeon’s gaze towards him changed to an expression like that of looking at an insect.

But Goyangmun, who had already become accustomed to the taste, was not aware of her gaze.

“Master! How could you do this to me!”

“Ahem. Come to your senses, Guyang Sohyeop. And why am I the master of Sohyeop?”

“Didn’t you say you would take me as your teacher back then? Surely, all the advice you gave me back then was a lie!?”

Somehow, it seemed like if things continued like this, Guyangmun’s love business would completely go down the drain.

No, it felt like I had already crossed the line to hell, but I felt like I should at least keep him company.

“Come to your senses. I was just in the room because of Ho! Wee! Nothing happened.”

“Excuse me?”

“exactly.”

I looked into Guyangmun’s suspicious eyes with eyes that were not at all shameful.

Was it because of my confident gaze? Gu Yangmun’s gaze, which had been shaking incessantly, gradually found stability.

And Guyangmun, who had cleared his doubts, seemed to be pondering something, then suddenly opened his mouth in a tone full of determination.

“Confucius.”

“Speak.”

“Please accept me as your escort.”

“What the heck… No, are you talking nonsense? Isn’t Guyang Sohyeop a member of the Baekguidan?”

“If Your Majesty gives permission, I will immediately apply for a divorce. If I share a room with Your Majesty as your escort, there is no need for Ha-yeon to sleep with You, right?”

Suspicion disappeared and madness filled his eyes.

As expected, this guy was a crazy person, worthy of being called a cultist.

‘I thought the side effect might be mania, but now I think it’s an obsession?’

But what mattered now wasn’t this crazy guy’s diagnosis.

“Was it that easy to move the enemy from the church? Come to your senses and focus on your own work.”

Growing up in a room with a crazy man with a stalker streak. It was just disgusting.

Is it because I rejected it outright?

Hot.

This crazy guy got down on his knees, grabbed my trouser leg, and started to drag me.

“Please, Your Majesty! Even if you don’t mind using me, please select me as your bodyguard!”

As I looked at that sorrowful sight, that thought came to mind.

‘You’re ugly, Yangmun-ah.’

No matter how much pride doesn’t matter in love, this time it was really ugly.

* * *

Goo Yang-moon, who had been showing the lowest side of humanity, ran out of Pungamjeon after witnessing Jin Ha-yeon’s gaze looking down on him as if he were an insect.

And as time passed and the break was over, it was a routine to spend time with Jin Ha-yeon and training with the master.

As more time passed there, Jin Ha-yeon was preparing to question Ilmok and give him blood.

“I guess I practiced too hard today, I feel a little out of sorts.”

Ilmok muttered while caressing his stomach.

“I’ll make sure to bring a late-night snack from the tea house.”

As Jin Ha-yeon was preparing to go to Pungamjeon, Gwan Mu-yeol, who was standing guard on one side of Pungamjeon, intervened.

“Jin So-Jeong, please finish the investigation. I will go to the tea house.”

“It’s okay, sir.”

When Jin Ha-yeon refused, Gwan Mu-yeol answered in a serious tone.

“I’m fine. There will be a meeting even if I’m away, and Lady Jin has a lot to do, right?”

In the end, Jin Ha-yeon had no choice but to nod to Gwan Mu-yeol’s strong recommendation, not without reason.

“Then please do so.”

As soon as Jin Ha-yeon finished speaking, Gwan Mu-yeol left Pungamjeon, and Jin Ha-yeon turned around with an expressionless face and began to caress Ilmok’s body.

Feeling the coldness coming through Jin Ha-yeon’s hand, Ilmok thought.

‘What? Was that guy interested in Lady Jin too?’

Until now, while Jin Ha-yeon had served various people, Gwan Mu-yeol and Jang Hoe had never once stepped forward to help her.

Perhaps because of the truth behind Guyangmun’s actions today, it felt strange that he was suddenly showing favor to Jin Hayeon.

‘Hmm. If we do it well, there will be more interesting things to see?’

The first image that came to Ilmok’s mind was the love fight between Guan Muyeol and Gu Yangmun over Jin Hayeon.

And if it was Jin Ha-yeon, she would be looking at the two of them like they were insects.

* * *

one side.

Gwanmuyeol, who became a victim of the strange imagination that Ilmok was thinking of, quickly moved and arrived at the tea house.

“What should I prepare for you?”

“I’d like to ask you to bring me a few simple snacks to eat with the Yongjeongcha.”

In response to the question from the woman on duty at the tea house, Gwanmuyeol answered in a blunt tone.

The woman brought hot water from the stove that had been burning gently while she was on duty, made tea, and served some of the snacks she had prepared in advance on a plate.

And then Guan Muyeol put the cups and snacks, which had just started to brew tea leaves, on a tray and got up.

“Aren’t you going to eat and leave?”

“I came here to run an errand.”

In response to Gwanmuyeol’s answer, the woman bowed her head without asking any further questions.

“Take a look.”

Gwanmuyeol nodded and left the tea house.

But instead of heading straight to Pungamjeon, he hid down a side road where darkness had fallen halfway.

Gwanmuyeol, who looked around with anxious eyes, let out a sigh of relief and searched through his pockets before taking out a small leather pouch.

Ssuk.

When he untied the string that was holding the leather pouch together, he found inside a mushroom with a colorful pattern that looked like a poisonous mushroom.

Then, Gwanmuyeol pulled off the tip of the mushroom with his thumb and index finger, poured his internal energy into it, turned the mushroom into powder, and put it in the Yongjeongcha.