Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 47



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 47

Ward (2)

While Ichimoku was asleep (passing out), various things were happening at the headquarters of the Cheonmasingyo.

Those involved in the night camp of the three princes, Seo Wan-pyeong, and the interrogation and investigation of Jang Hoe, who attacked Ilmok, continued.

Although his side was cut by Guan Mu-yeol’s sword and his thigh was frostbitten by Jin Ha-yeon’s sword and had to be amputated, Jang-hoe avoided instant death.

As their interrogation and investigation continued, the evidence began to point to someone as the culprit.

The investigation ended in a rather disappointing manner.

* * *

Ambitious vision.

At the place where they always gathered, two old men were together.

The old man on the right, who had been watching the empty space originally occupied by the head monk, asked the old man in the center.

“I didn’t know you would come forward yourself.”

“Since it is a matter concerning the Hogyowonju, I cannot leave it to anyone else.”

After hesitating for a moment at the old man’s answer in the center, the old man on the right asked.

“But, of all things, why did you have to disguise it as suicide? Would the Heavenly Demon fall for something like that?”

Among the two people who prepared the supper for Seo Wan-pyeong, including Jang Hoe, one was a member of the Hogyo-won.

In addition, as the investigation continued, it was discovered that the black bean magic tea he was carrying was also from Hogyowonju.

And the coffee they call black bean cart was something that the old man in the center gave to the head monk.

Naturally, if the investigation and interrogation of the Hogyo Wonju continued, the elderly people in the center would also have to be implicated.

The old man in the center resolutely struck down the monk.

He went there and killed them, then disguised his death as suicide by poisoning them.

By imitating the handwriting of the cult leader and even creating a fake will.

And the old man in the center who had done all that answered in a nonchalant tone.

“If it’s the Heavenly Demon, then of course he wouldn’t be fooled.”

“!?”

Whether the old man on the right was flustered or not, the old man in the center continued speaking with an indifferent expression.

“But what does it matter? Now that our tail has been cut off, it will be difficult to find us. The dead do not speak, do they?”

“ah….”

The old man on the right burst into exclamations filled with various emotions, then quickly collected his emotions.

‘… He was more dangerous than I expected.’

The fact that it was disguised as suicide by poison meant, conversely, that there was not even a trace of resistance left behind.

Although he must have surprised the careless Hogyo-wonju, Hogyo-wonju was still one of the best in the school.

To kill someone like that without giving them a chance to resist and then disguise it as suicide.

While the old man on the right tried to suppress his emotions of surprise and fear, the old man in the center opened his mouth.

“One, since Cheonma’s temper has probably become sharp due to this incident, it would be best to exercise self-restraint for a while. In addition, since we have lost a good piece called Hogyowon, there will be many disruptions to the grand plan.”

“…I never thought things would turn out like this because of that little brat.”

The two old men thought of Cheonma’s youngest disciple at the same time.

As the silence fell for a moment, the old man on the right realized something strange and asked.

“But, do you know where the black-headed carriage came from? I thought no one would know, but if it’s only a person from a guest house, it’s hard to believe.”

At that question, the old man in the center’s expression instantly turned cold.

It wasn’t because of anger towards those who had delivered the black bean carriage.

‘… Now that I think about it, the black bean carriage isn’t something that someone as small as Jeomsoi would know about.’

It was an item that had become popular in that distant Western land, but was still virtually unknown in the Central Plains or here in Xinjiang.

Even if you searched the entire Central Plains, there was no way that only a very small number of people would know about it, not even innkeepers or merchants.

The problem was that the moment they pointed this out to Cheonma, they would be admitting that they were the culprits.

‘…Should we send a message to them and have them investigate the youngest prince’s past?’

The old man, who had been lost in thought for a moment, soon shook his head.

I couldn’t show them my weakness. Being swayed by a mere fifteen-year-old and showing my incompetence by not even being able to properly obtain information could have become a weakness in the future.

Also, there was no need to investigate the youngest prince’s past.

The old man in the center, who had gathered his thoughts, smiled with a cold expression and only raised the corners of his mouth.

“Isn’t it more important what to do with the little bastard than where the black-headed carriage came from?”

“Didn’t you say you were planning to refrain from doing so for a while?”

In response to the old man’s question on the right, the old man smiled coldly and turned his head toward the west.

“There’s no need for us to move. For example, what if something unfortunate happens during training at the Magic Hall?”

“… … .”

The old man on the right, who had not expected that the old man’s influence would extend to the Magic Hall, had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

* * *

A few days later.

Ilmok, who opened his eyes in the hospital, let out a deep sigh after eating the meal Jin Ha-yeon had brought him as usual.

And Ichimoku, who had closed his eyes with the expression of a prisoner facing his doomed fate, soon opened his eyes with a puzzled expression.

“What are you doing?”

Jin Ha-yeon frowned at Ilmok’s question.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m talking about fainting. You’re not going to make me faint, are you?”

For the past few days, aside from the time spent eating and doing chores, I was forced to sleep every night by Jin Ha-yeon.

“According to the Magic Doctor, your body has now fully recovered.”

“ha.”

Ilmok let out a sigh of relief without realizing it.

Jin Ha-yeon, who had been watching the scene for a while, spoke in her characteristically blunt tone.

“Honey, you can go back to Pungamjeon now. Everything has been prepared.”

Ilmok got up and left the hospital with her.

On the way back to Pungamjeon, Ilmok was able to hear from Jin Hayeon about what had happened while he was sleeping.

While a large-scale investigation into the Hogyo-won was underway, news came that the Hogyo-won owner had committed suicide and was found with a suicide note.

And surprisingly, the one who welcomed Ilmok upon his arrival at Pungamjeon was Cheonma.

“I heard from the doctor. Now that you’re feeling better, shouldn’t you start practicing now?”

“… … .”

He was going to roll over a patient who had just recovered and was lying in bed. He was an extremely old man.

As if reading my thoughts, the teacher added:

“Isn’t your body already feeling stiff due to the side effects? Rather than forcing yourself to train alone, it seems safer for this old man to watch over you.”

“Ahem. I can only thank you for your consideration, Master.”

He pretended to be touched and showed his respect, then drew his sword.

Aside from the extremely vicious training schedule, it is true that my body was aching.

“Phew.”

After calming my mind with a deep breath, I think back on what happened that night.

The sight of the spear thrown by Jang-Hwi flying in. And the feeling of the world passing slowly.

Starting from the lower abdomen, the magnificent flow of internal energy runs through the blood vessels of the entire body.

but.

Wheeing.

The sword drawn together with the Talhonbigeom only spits out a strong sword name.

It failed to produce the same clear sword sound as last time.

What should I say? My head roughly remembers it, but my body can’t keep up?

No, it didn’t feel like it was properly embedded in my head.

Because the huge realization came rushing in all at once and burst out, the flow wasn’t properly organized in my head.

I had been unconscious for several days during that time, so all of that realization was blurred.

‘Damn. Should I have started training right then?’

I tried unfolding the Talhonbi Sword several more times, but it still felt disappointing.

The teacher, who was watching me like that, prescribed a strong medicine.

“Hmm. I guess time has passed and my understanding has become blurred.”

“… I think so.”

“If I were to reenact the same situation, I might come to a little bit of enlightenment.”

“If it were the same situation as back then…?”

While I was making a puzzled expression.

Suddenly, a huge wave of energy swept around the Master, and a terrible murderous aura began to weigh down my entire body.

At the same time, the Master’s sword, which had been drawn without me noticing, was approaching my heart.

“Eek!?”

I swung my sword, screaming without realizing it.

Crunch.

Absurdly, my black sword, which had not even formed a trace of black energy, was cut off in one stroke.

The Master spoke as his sword stopped touching my chest.

“It seems that you grow stronger quickly in life-threatening situations, so I will continue training like this until you regain your enlightenment from that day.”

“Gulp… .”

Before I knew it, dry saliva rolled down my throat.

I’m not a Super Saiyan from Dragon Ball, so how could I possibly become stronger every time I’m in danger of dying?

“Ha, hahaha. Master? Oh, even so, isn’t practice and training different?”

At my suggestion, the Master smiled brightly as he took back the sword that had touched my chest.

“Hahaha. The human body is simpler than you think. Even if you think you won’t die, won’t your body react on its own? And above all.”

The Master, who had stopped laughing, spoke again with an incredible murderous intent and aura.

“Can you really guarantee that I won’t die?”

My bones tingled and the hair on my entire body stood on end.

More intensely than when we were ambushed by the council last night.

* * *

“Ugh. Ugh.”

Only about an hour had passed, but sweat poured down like rain from his exhausted body.

Having to deal with the Master’s tremendous killing intent and energy for an entire hour, not only my body but also my mental strength was seriously exhausted.

“Hahaha. Can’t you just do that?”

Instead, before I knew it, my sword was once again covered in black energy.

Wheww.

The moment my concentration wavered, the black energy would scatter and disappear like a mirage.

Thanks to the Master’s threats, my concentration was forced to increase, and I was able to occasionally create sword energy.

Of course, as I maintained a state of forced concentration, the amount of mental energy consumed doubled.

In addition, there was another subtle advantage.

‘I’m so tired, the side effects are subsiding a little.’

I don’t know if it was because I was catching up on last night’s accomplishments or because I was tired, but the other self that had been screaming in my head also became a little quieter.

“That’s enough training for today, so take a rest.”

The teacher who had been treating me like he was going to kill me for an hour had suddenly turned into a gentle person.

“Master, before you go, may I talk to you for a moment?”

And even though I was tired, I forced myself to hold on to my teacher.

Now that the side effects have subsided, there are a few things that need to be discussed in advance.

“Tell me.”

“I heard a brief explanation of the situation from Lady Jin, but it doesn’t seem right.”

At my suggestion, the teacher nodded.

“Nobudo knows about that problem. However, the flow of evidence has been cut off due to the suicide of the cult leader. But it is not possible to torture and purge everyone at the headquarters, right?”

I couldn’t help but be convinced by the teacher’s explanation.

Because of the atmosphere and the personality of the teacher that I had seen so far, he wasn’t the type of person to just end it like that.

He was probably continuing to investigate secretly, thinking of grabbing the whole thing the moment the hidden torso moved.

“That matter is being watched by this old man, so you should devote yourself to your training. There is less than half a year left until the entrance examination for the Magic Academy.”

Before the Master turned his back and left, I had to quickly grab him.

“Master! I have something else to tell you.”

In fact, I only asked about the Hogyo Wonju because I felt uneasy after hearing Jin Ha-yeon’s story. The main topic was something else.

“Do you remember the black bean we found as evidence last time?”

“How could you forget? To ordinary people, it is just tea, but to some, it is a poison that increases depression. To our new religion, isn’t it no different from poison?”

“Yes. On the contrary, there must be things that are poisonous but also have medicinal properties, like the poisonous mushroom that the official ate.”

“…What are you trying to say?”

It was the teacher who looked at me with eyes filled with anticipation, as if he had noticed something.

To meet the expectations of such a master, and above all, for the safety of my future.

During the time I was hospitalized, I talked about the things I had been thinking about, except for the times when I fainted.

“Just like those black beans and poisonous mushrooms, there are probably foods and medicines in the world that affect the human mind. So it would be right to create an institution that studies such foods and medicines. In addition, we should train specialist doctors who can treat and counsel those suffering from the side effects of magic.”

It was the so-called plan to establish a psychiatric ward for the Cheonmasingyo sect.