Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 57



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 57

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A few days later.

Ichimoku woke up early in the morning, packed his bags, and left the room.

The Magic Hall was located on another peak of Cheonmandae Mountain, not the headquarters.

And after entering the Magic Hall, he rarely returned to the headquarters during the two-year training period.

Since I had to live there for two years in a kind of dormitory prepared there, I had to just pack the necessities.

According to Jin Ha-yeon, the basic necessities are provided by the Magic Hall itself.

Several people had come to Pungamjeon to see off Il-mok, who had just packed his bags and left the room.

The person in the center of the group was, of course, Cheonma Hyukryun Ilhwi, the master of Ilmok and the leader of Cheonma Shingyo.

“Hahaha. I haven’t seen you in two years, so I’m looking forward to the next year.”

To Cheonma’s words, which were full of trust and expectation, Ilmok responded with a token of appreciation.

“I will try to live up to your expectations, Master.”

While inside, completely different thoughts were coming to mind.

‘You can’t progress any further than this, you’re crazy.’

It was a steep rise in skill thanks to being driven crazy by Cheonma for the past few months.

Although the side effects slowed down a bit with tea and counseling found at Jeongsimwon, I was not in perfect condition.

For that reason, Ichimoku decided to live a lazy life for a while. Until the side effects calmed down to some extent.

‘I’m the top player right now, so I won’t be pushed out even if I do something moderate for a while.’

With his true feelings completely hidden, Wei Jin-hak approached Ilmok, who had just finished greeting him in a warm tone, and patted him on the shoulder with a hearty laugh.

“Hahaha! Until our youngest returns, let this death sentence lay the foundation! The youngest can trust only this death sentence and go to the Magic Hall with peace of mind!”

In addition, the third prince, Seo Wan-pyeong, the sixth prince, Jong Ri-chu, and Jeong Sim-won-ju Ma-ui took turns in greeting Ilmok.

“After two years, I will become a trustworthy executioner you can always rely on.”

“These two years at the Magic Academy have passed by so quickly, let’s meet again.”

“Hehehe. Thanks to the foundation laid by Buwonju, Jeongsimwon will be able to develop quickly. So, it would be nice if we could come back and work together at Jeongsimwon again.”

In an atmosphere where everyone was congratulating him, Ichimoku approached the only child who seemed to be giving off a gloomy vibe.

“… Do I have to go?”

A child who looked like he was about to burst into tears. Instead of answering right away when Ilmok approached Seon-ah, he rummaged through the bundle he had brought, took out an object, and handed it to Seon-ah.

It was a stuffed doll that looked strangely like Ichimoku, with black hair and black clothes.

Seon-ah, who had been looking at the doll held out in front of her and the Il-mok with a blank expression, carefully reached out her hand and took the doll.

Seeing Seon-ah holding the doll that looked like her with great care, Ilmok smiled gently and patted the little girl’s head as he spoke.

“Whenever you think of me, look at the doll and wait. This year passes by faster than you think.”

That stuffed animal was something I thought of the day Seon-ah first came to visit and I had an argument with Madam Cheong-hwa.

When Madam Cheonghwa asked what responsibility she would take after she left for the magic hall, she thought of the ‘mother doll’ that Seon-ah was holding that day.

To be exact, it was a method I could recall because I had experience making a doll just once when I was Seo Ji-hoon.

Since I worked in the social welfare department, I often had to deal with work related to volunteer activities, and one day, while helping a daycare center, a strange plan was passed where people from a volunteer group and civil servants would make a doll each and give it as a gift.

Because of that, back then, even after work, I had to endure the bizarre task of stuffing cotton into dolls and attaching eyes to them all night long.

It was a doll that I had made by force, thinking that I had bought it somewhere and lied about making it myself, but luckily, that experience turned out to be helpful.

‘In reality, I was able to complete it properly thanks to the Guyangmun.’

While I was secretly making and practicing every night when I had free time, Guyangmoon, who had been sharing a room with me under the pretext of being my escort for the past few months, showed curiosity.

And surprisingly, Goo Yang-moon also had a talent for making dolls. To be exact, he was very dexterous.

‘That guy is really strange. If it weren’t for the fact that he’s related to Jin Ha-yeon, he’d be a really useful guy.’

Gu Yang-moon, who did not know Ilmok’s true intentions, smiled brightly when Ilmok suddenly looked at him, as if he thought he had been praised for the doll.

He was a friend who was pitiful in many ways.

Ilmok, who was holding a doll that resembled Ilmok, comforted Seon-ah a little more and approached Guyangmun and Jin Ha-yeon.

“Thank you for your hard work in helping me. Lady Jin.”

“Hahaha. I think it was something that had to be done, Your Majesty.”

“It was an honor to serve Confucius.”

It was Guyangmun who answered in a lively tone and Jin Hayeon who responded in a blunt manner.

After greeting everyone, Ilmok left Pungamjeon.

* * *

The place that Ichimoku soon arrived at was a huge garden where he had taken the entrance examination to the Magic Hall a few days ago.

Arriving in front of the pavilion in one of those places, Ilmok let out a light sigh and entered the pavilion.

This was a kind of temporary gathering place.

The Magic Hall, located on another peak of Cheonmandaesan. A gathering place for new members to gather and move from the headquarters to there.

Ichimoku opened the door and entered the hall, glanced around the interior, and then headed to an empty seat.

‘As expected, it’s a reserve camp.’

A guy who is stuck in a corner with a gloomy expression on his face.

A guy who keeps talking nonstop about something so exciting.

A guy who is glaring at you with bloodshot eyes.

There wasn’t a single one of them that looked normal.

‘Don’t get entangled.’

Il-mok, who had briefly recalled his impressions of the prospective psychopaths, sat down.

* * *

The new recruits at the Magic Academy, each suffering from their own side effects and displaying a variety of behaviors, were all looking at the newcomer without exception.

Some people glared openly, while others just glanced at each other. No one paid any attention.

‘He is the youngest disciple of the Supreme Being.’

‘There’s something unusual about the atmosphere.’

It was a natural thing.

Because he was a disciple of Cheonma, the object of faith.

However, it wasn’t just because he was a disciple of Cheonma that he attracted this much attention.

A martial arts genius who won the top spot in the Magic Academy after only one year of enlistment.

What’s more, in the past year, they have also achieved groundbreaking feats such as the establishment of a school and a meditation center.

Because of this behavior that broke common sense, there were even irreverent rumors going around behind the scenes that the Heavenly Demon was forcibly passing the buck to the youngest son in order to raise him up.

Naturally, various rumors about the youngest prince were bound to spread, so the young new recruits of the Magic Academy could not help but be interested.

And while everyone’s eyes were focused on it.

“hmm?”

The youngest prince, who had been tilting his head, suddenly sat up.

Swish.

“Hmm.”

Sometimes he moves the table he is sitting at slightly.

“Can you step aside for a bit?”

He even moved the table next to him or moved the chair that someone was sitting in.

“Phew.”

The youngest prince, who suddenly started to organize the things in the hall, sighed deeply and returned to his seat only after organizing all the things in perfect spacing.

“this.”

And the youngest prince, who was sitting in his seat, suddenly frowned and looked at the palm of his hand.

As if he had discovered something, the youngest prince immediately searched through his bundle, took out a stone coffin and a water bottle, put the coffin on his hand, poured water on it, and washed his hands.

“Phew.”

By the time the youngest prince whistled while looking at his cleansed hands, an eerie silence fell over the palace.

‘… Looks like you’re suffering from serious side effects.’

‘They say most geniuses are weirdos, and indeed.’

Since when did everyone start looking at Ichimoku like he was crazy?

When there was such an awkward atmosphere around here.

A young man who had been glaring at Ilmok as if he was going to kill him since Ilmok first came in approached him.

At the sudden sound of approaching people, Ichimoku raised his head and looked at the young man approaching him.

The guy who looked about half a head taller than me and boasted a stocky physique said.

“This time we lost the title, but next time it won’t be easy!”

“… … ?”

The first thought that came to Ichimoku’s mind was one.

‘What the heck? This crazy guy?’

Could it be because he keeps looking up at himself with an expression of absurdity?

The one who had shouted curiously spoke again.

“I am Dokgo Pae, the eldest grandson of the great Dokgo family. If you are confident, why don’t you fight me right here, right now?”

At the declaration of war by the wealthy Dokgo family, Ichimoku laughed in vain.

‘Are you kidding me?’

Come to think of it, the Magic Hall was a place where kids of modern-day high school age would gather.

It felt a bit strange that the eldest grandson of the Dokgo family, one of the five major families known as the main family of the Demonic Cult, was playing Iljin.

‘Hmm. Come to think of it, I heard that these days, there are more gangsters among the kids from wealthy families.’

But Ilmok had no intention of hanging out with that young bully.

“I hope you work hard and become the top student. Cheer up.”

Ilmok willingly offered words of encouragement to Dokgo-pae with a calm face.

“Are you kidding me right now?”

For some reason, Dokgo-pae’s face turned bright red.

As Dokgo-pae, who seemed ready to break out at any moment, and Il-mok, who had an indifferent expression, faced each other, the new officials gathered in the hall looked at the two with expressions of interest.

At a time when the atmosphere was such that it seemed like a fight could start at any moment,

Swish.

widely.

The tension that had been building up at the sound of the pavilion’s door opening and closing was relieved, and the officials’ gazes turned towards the entrance.

The new arrival was a man familiar to Ichimoku.

At the time when I was going through the entrance examination for the Magic Hall, he was the instructor who had fought.

At the sudden appearance of the instructor, Dokgo-pae, who had been picking a fight with Ilmok, clicked his tongue and returned to his seat.

Either way, the instructor was muttering to himself in a leisurely tone.

“Hot two three four five. Hmm. Looks like all twenty of them are here.”

The instructor, who was counting the number of new recruits in the hall, spoke with his characteristically mischievous smile, just like that day.

“Nice to meet you. Starting today, I am Chu Il-hwan, the head instructor and instructor in charge of your training.”

He slowly turned his head with a bright smile, as if checking the faces of the officials, and made eye contact with each of them.

Naturally, the instructor, who had made eye contact with Ichimoku during the process, smiled even brighter than before.

Island.

The moment he saw that smile, Ichimoku felt goosebumps all over his body again. The feeling he had after the rain came back again.

‘Damn. As expected, there’s no way the Magic Academy instructor isn’t crazy.’

Once is a coincidence, twice is fate.

‘That guy, his side effect is definitely male-oriented.’

Ilmok vowed never to approach that instructor named Chu Il-hwan.

Chu Il-hwan, who had no way of knowing what Ilmok thought of him, briefly introduced himself and then shouted.

“I will now begin moving to the Magic Hall, so follow me and don’t let go. Lightness and tracking are also part of the training, so anyone who falls behind will be disqualified.”

As soon as he finished saying those words, Chu Il-hwan immediately ran out through the door he had opened and come in through.

“!?”

The flustered new recruits, without exception, quickly got up and started chasing Chu Il-hwan.

A chase that started suddenly.

“ha.”

Ilmok also got up with an expression that said it was bothersome and followed Chu Il-hwan.