Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 44



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 44

History is made at night (2)

Guan Muyeol’s eyes, with his pupils constricted like someone whose tension was at its peak, were fixed on the finely ground powder that had left his fingers and fallen into the Yongjeongcha.

And just before all those powders are mixed into the dragon’s tea.

Pot.

A finger suddenly appeared from the darkness and approached Guan Muyeol’s acupuncture point.

“!?”

Guan Muyeol, who noticed the surprise attack too late, tried to strike the finger, but it felt like he was a step too late.

Because I was so focused on the dragon tea and the poisonous mushrooms, I noticed the enemy approaching from hiding too late.

Papat!

The man in black moved his hands like the wind, and in an instant, he touched the demon blood and then the baby blood, completely subduing Guan Wuyeol.

As the bag of mushrooms and the teacup containing Yongjeongcha fell from the paralyzed hands of Gwanmuyeol, the man in black quickly moved his body and grabbed them both.

The man in black, who had taken care of the two, picked up Guan Muyeol, who had fallen to the ground paralyzed, and headed somewhere, melting into the darkness.

* * *

“Ugh.”

When Jin Ha-yeon’s torture and bloodletting caused her muscles to relax and she was groaning strangely due to the tiredness and chills from the cold.

Pot.

Suddenly, a man in black appeared, climbing over the wall of Pungamjeong.

“What kind of guy is this!”

Daegyeonghan Janghoe pulled out his spear and shouted, and Jin Hayeon, who had been questioning me from behind, also took a stance and let out a cold aura.

However, the two of them couldn’t help but make strange expressions when they saw the face of the man in black revealed through the darkness.

“…Your Majesty, could you explain the situation?”

The person who suddenly appeared over the wall was Seo Wan-pyeong, one of the three brothers who was said to have left the headquarters on a mission.

But the reason the two of them made strange expressions was probably not just because of the appearance of the three death sentences.

“I wanted to come in through the main gate, but I couldn’t because there were no hands.”

Absurdly, the three brothers were carrying a scroll on their left shoulder and holding it with their left hand, while in their right hand they were holding a tray with some snacks and teacups on it.

‘Wow… You didn’t shed a single drop in the whole thing.’

Even though he jumped over the wall without even lifting a hand, not a single drop of tea spilled from the tray in the three brothers’ right hands.

While Jang-Hwi and Jin-Ha-Yeon were being bewildered, I was the only one leisurely admiring the lightness of the three brothers.

It was because I knew that the three death squads had not left the headquarters. Well, I didn’t expect them to show up in such a state.

He slowly got up from his prone position to receive the cross-examination and asked the three brothers.

“Did he show any suspicious movements? Death penalty.”

The three brothers nodded, placed Guan Muyeol on the floor, and opened their mouths.

“After picking up some snacks at the tea house, instead of returning straight to Pungamjeong, he hid in a secluded place and secretly put them in the Yongjeongcha.”

As he said this, the executioner took out a small leather pouch from his sleeve and threw it at me.

Pot.

After lightly accepting the pouch, I untied the string sealing the entrance and a colorful mushroom appeared.

‘Hey… Anyone can tell that it’s a poisonous mushroom.’

Jang Hui and Jin Ha Yeon, who came up to me and checked my pockets with me, also had fierce expressions.

“Then, I guess we should first question him.”

“Isn’t there no room for doubt given the circumstances?”

I shook my head at the chairman’s remark.

“There’s no way the author would have targeted me on his own, right?”

“ah….”

Unlike Jang-Hwi, who exclaimed in admiration as if he had realized it too late, Jin Ha-Yeon and the three brothers nodded as if they had expected something like this.

And the three brothers carefully approached Gwanmuyeol and relieved him of his wounds.

The bloodthirsty demon was still subdued, and in case the demon tried to use tricks like biting off his tongue, the three brothers were waiting with their hands right in front of the demon’s mouth.

But, despite such contrast, the guy did not choose to commit suicide. Instead.

“Oh, it’s a misunderstanding!!”

Absurdly enough, he was claiming his innocence all this time.

“You’re saying there was a misunderstanding when you were in the car that was going to give this to me?”

As I shook the mushrooms in his leather pouch with a hollow laugh, Guan Muyeol spoke in an unusually urgent tone.

“That tea wasn’t meant for you! I, I meant to drink it!”

“That doesn’t make sense….”

Before I could point out anything, the guy started shouting excuses one after another.

“Ji, remember what I said last time about the side effects of magic, Your Majesty! Didn’t I tell you that I’ve been doing something special recently?”

Certainly, I remember consulting with Guan Muyeol because he was suffering from side effects similar to those of the Talhonmujeonggeom I had learned.

At that time, Gwanmuyeol blushed and said that when he could not bear his obsessive-compulsive disorder, he would harm himself.

After that, he said that he had been trying something different recently, but I didn’t ask about it because I thought it would be unpleasant to hear.

But that other method is to eat poison?

“No matter how I look at it, I can’t help but think that it was made up. Do you think it makes sense that taking poison would relieve your obsessive-compulsive disorder?”

To my question, Gwanmuyeol answered with a face that looked as if he was dying of frustration.

“Actually, that poisonous mushroom, although poisonous, is not poisonous!”

“Stop talking nonsense.”

“Why don’t you try feeding me that tea?”

“!?”

I couldn’t help but look dumbfounded at the attitude of Gwanmuyeol, who was shouting that he would drink the poisoned dragon tea with his own mouth.

But the absurdity was short-lived. It was a method that made sense.

At that moment, Jang-Hwi, who was nearby, spoke to me with a suspicious look.

“Your Majesty, perhaps the author is trying to commit suicide by drinking poison.”

“Jang-Hwi!! What are you talking about!! Are you doubting me too!?”

While Gwanmuyeol and Janghoe were struggling, I turned my head and looked at the three brothers who were subduing Gwanmuyeol.

As if he understood the meaning of my gaze, the executioner nodded and said.

“I will continue to check the details of the interest. If he is going to commit suicide, I will take immediate action.”

Eventually, the decision was made to give tea a try.

It wasn’t just because I believed Gwanmuyeol’s words.

‘It’s suspicious given the circumstances, but it’s so suspicious that it doesn’t make sense.’

The last assassination incident was also covered up by the Murim Alliance. But why are you choosing such a simple and blatant method?

There is absolutely no way, so it could come out like this, but it felt like something was not right.

While I was gathering my thoughts, Sam Sa-hyeong, ready to decipher it at any moment, carefully poured a cup of tea to Guan Mu-yeol’s mouth.

And let’s take a moment to observe Guan Muyeol’s reaction after taking a sip of Yongjeongcha with poisonous mushroom powder in it.

Suddenly, Guan Muyeol’s condition became strange.

“Huh. Hehe.”

The face of the man who always had a blunt and serious expression loosened, and he started to snicker with unfocused eyes.

For a moment, he grinned strangely and made strange noises as if he were a fanatic speaking in tongues.

“… … .”

As if the poisonous mushroom’s effectiveness had worn off, Guan Muyeol returned to his usual blunt expression.

No, it was a little different.

Her face was red as if she was about to burst at any moment, as if she was embarrassed at showing her ugly appearance to others.

He tried to put on a serious face to hide his embarrassment, but it didn’t work at all.

Everyone has aspects of themselves that they want to hide. Perhaps, we were forced to watch the aspect of Gwanmuyeol that he wanted to hide the most.

“Ahem. I’m sorry.”

But, from my perspective, it was unfair. It didn’t feel good for me to see such an ugly sight.

“Then why did you put that in the Yongjeongcha that I was going to drink?”

“… As I told you, it was something I was going to drink.”

It was Gwanmuyeol who answered with difficulty, holding back his embarrassment.

“Didn’t you come here to pack my night snack?”

“After secretly drinking the tea, I said that I accidentally spilled the tea and planned to go get some from the tea house again.”

“Why at a time like this?”

“…because it was a time like this.”

“???”

As everyone else looked like they didn’t understand, Gwanmuyeol let out a deep sigh and said.

“Didn’t I fail to protect the Prince? Maybe that’s why my obsessive-compulsive disorder became worse than usual. I felt like I would go crazy and lose my mind. However, I couldn’t commit suicide while protecting the Prince, so I had no choice but to take the next best option.”

As I listened to his explanation, I began to feel uneasy for no reason.

‘These side effects are the problem.’

And since I also learned a magic skill with similar side effects, it wasn’t just someone else’s problem.

I let out a small sigh and asked him.

“After eating these mushrooms, do your obsessive-compulsive symptoms subside a bit?”

“… It is a poisonous mushroom that will kill you if you take even one big bite, but if you pick off a small amount, grind it into powder, and drink it with water or tea, it will make you feel better. I use it as an emergency because it temporarily relieves my obsessive-compulsive symptoms.”

“Do other people know about that mushroom?”

“… How could someone who has mastered the martial arts of the new religion reveal that he is dependent on such things due to the side effects?”

It seemed that he wasn’t simply embarrassed by appearing drunk.

He seemed even more ashamed of himself for relying on poisonous mushrooms, defeated by the side effects. And since he showed that to others, his self-loathing must have grown even more.

Of course, the sight of someone relying on something strange didn’t look so good.

From Gwanmuyeol’s perspective, it may have been medicine rather than poison.

‘Poisonous mushrooms can be medicine…’

It was a strange feeling.

It was a saying I often heard somewhere. Poison can be medicine for some people, and medicine can be poison for others.

While my thoughts were complicatedly intertwined with the side effects of magic, mental illness, poison, medicine, and such.

“hmm?”

A memory buried in a corner of my mind came to mind.

“Execution. Or, did you eat a midnight snack that night when I was attacked?”

“As you know, I suffer from insomnia and eat late-night snacks almost every day.”

After hearing the death penalty’s answer, the questions that had been floating around in my head turned into certainty.

The executioner, who was looking at my expression, seemed to have noticed what I was thinking and said.

“But there was no poison, priest. Do you think I wouldn’t even feel that much?”

At the sight of the executioner once again becoming delusional, I quickly replied.

“It’s not poison.”

“???”

“It is not poison, but it is no different from a deadly poison to the death penalty.”

What I recalled was the memory of when I was Seo Ji-hoon before I was reincarnated into Ichimoku.

To be exact, the day I was stabbed to death by the complainant. Memories related to Chief Lee Ji-yeon, who was scuffling with the complainant.

Chief Inspector Lee Ji-yeon, who had spent every day in tears since the beginning of her assignment, began suffering from depression one day.

Although it was a little less so after she had completely blackened, she was seen avoiding certain foods during the period when her depression was severe.

Because it is a food that has a negative effect on depression.

That means.

“Even among non-poisonous foods and teas, there are some that make people sensitive or depressed. Death penalty.”

There are foods that are bad for depression, and on top of that, Sam Sa-hyeong was a severely depressed patient who suffered from extreme delusions of persecution.

“…Are there any foods that are not poisonous that can make people depressed?”

The executioner tilted his head with a look of incomprehension, and the others also had strange expressions on their faces.

“Yes. Just as the poisonous mushroom eaten by the government official became medicine, medicine can become poison to some people. Also, aren’t there some common teas and foods that are okay to eat separately but harmful when eaten together?”

Up until this point, it seemed like common sense that was still applicable in this day and age, and everyone nodded their heads in agreement.

“Also, aren’t there some foods or teas that make you feel tired and relaxed after eating them? Or are there some that are rumored to be good for your stamina because they boost your yang energy?”

“Hmm. There is a saying among the common people that if a food is rumored to be good for stamina, the food will go out of business.”

Perhaps because he was one of the three brothers who often left the headquarters on missions, he nodded as if he understood.

Jin Ha-yeon frowned, perhaps because of the talk about stamina.

“On the other hand, some foods are not ‘poisonous’ but can make people more sensitive when eaten. For ordinary people, these foods are good for sharpening the mind and increasing concentration. However, for those who are already sensitive and sharp, they are no different from poison.”

“indeed….”

The three brothers nodded with an expression of understanding, as if they were aware that he was sensitive and depressed.

But, as expected of a sensitive and depressed person, he didn’t just let it go.

“But how does a priest know such things?”