Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 61



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 61

Laziness (2)

After the secret meeting between Ilmok and Jogyo was over.

Those who were watching the fight had various expressions on their faces.

‘I felt it when I defeated Dokgo-pae, but this is definitely on a different level.’

‘Still… if it’s to that extent, I can catch up with just a little more effort!’

Even though Ilmok lost to his assistant, he was considered to be a skilled enough person in the eyes of the officials.

That’s why no one noticed that Ichimoku had intentionally lost quickly to hide his true abilities.

Except for one person.

‘Hehehe. As expected, he’s a fun Confucius.’

During the entrance examination, Chu Il-hwan, who had been fighting with Ilmok, had a vague sense of Ilmok’s true skills.

That was also the reason why he had paired Ichimoku with an assistant. He knew that among the officials, there was no one who could bring out Ichimoku’s true abilities.

But, he hides his skills even in a duel with his assistant. And he does it by deliberately losing.

It was a method that was difficult for a follower of the Cheonmasin religion, which worships nothing, to recall.

However, even though Chu Il-hwan noticed that fact, he did not point it out.

‘I want to pull out your brain and look inside to see what you’re up to.’

There is no need to share things that interest you with others.

Chu Il-hwan almost licked his lips with his tongue without realizing it in front of the officials.

It was a bad habit that came out whenever I felt the urge to kill.

‘Whew. I guess it was a good decision to leave it to Assistant Jang.’

If Chu Il-hwan himself had committed the crime, he would not have been able to control his murderous impulse and would have shot himself in the head.

Chu Il-hwan, who had somehow managed to calm his impulses, smiled brightly at Ilmok and said.

“Hahaha. As expected, you’re a master of the Ichimoku Kwando. Who knew you could hold out like that against your instructor!”

At the praise that burst out for the first time, the officials who were training with him looked at him with eyes mixed with envy, admiration, and jealousy.

On the other hand, Ichimoku breathed a sigh of relief.

‘Phew. But since you’re only praising me, I guess you were fooled? Then you’re not even touching me, right?’

But, as if disappointing Ilmok’s expectations, Chu Il-hwan approached Ilmok with a grin.

“However, the sword’s movements aren’t completely smooth yet. First of all, the wrist…”

Ilmok shivered as he looked at Chu Il-hwan’s hand approaching his wrist.

* * *

After Chu Il-hwan’s martial arts training that lasted for an hour, another instructor’s external martial arts training continued for another hour.

After two hours of training, the trainees were given half an hour to have lunch and rest.

And at that lunch hour, the classmates from the first class tried to approach Ilmok.

It wasn’t my intention to apply for a scholarship like Dokgo-pae.

In any case, since he was a disciple of Cheonma and a classmate of the Magic Academy, there were many people he wanted to become friends with.

However, by the time they approached to talk, Ichimoku was somehow walking away in a hurry somewhere other than the restaurant.

“Prince Eight. How about having a meal together?”

“Since we became classmates at the same school, why don’t we have a chat?”

But Ichimoku answered quickly without even stopping and quickly left the room.

“I’m sorry. I have something to do at the Black Dragon Hall, so you guys should eat first!”

When Ilmok immediately refused and left the place, some people looked slightly offended, while others headed to the restaurant with faces that seemed to agree with it.

Three of them, with curious faces, followed Ilmok towards the Black Dragon Hall.

Why did Cheonma’s disciple return to the Black Dragon Pavilion in such a hurry?

And what they saw when they arrived at the Black Dragon Hall in pursuit of Ilmok was the back of Ilmok running towards the bathroom at incredible speed, carrying a bundle of clothes he had taken out of his room.

“…Why are you going to the bathroom?”

“Well, aren’t you going to take a shower?”

“That’s what’s weird. There’s another training session in the afternoon anyway, so why bother washing up now?”

While I was pondering the question, one of them muttered as if he had realized something.

“… By any chance, is it cheap?”

“What are you talking about?”

“A little while ago. When the assistant’s sword reached my neck.”

“ah!!”

The atmosphere was still one of hopelessness, but the guy on the right remembered something and shouted.

“Come to think of it, I think Prince Pal trembled right after finishing his dance?”

“Hahahaha! So that’s why you came here in such a hurry when I spoke to you!”

“The youngest disciple of the Supreme Being is a pee-pee. This is the end of the world. Hehehe.”

It’s hard to endure even a little sweat, let alone pee. If I had just seen it, it would have been a misunderstanding that would have made me foam at the mouth.

* * *

On the way out of the Black Dragon Hall after bathing and purification, I found myself snorting in a refreshing mood.

“Hoo hoo~”

After washing off the sweat, my mind became much calmer.

Even though I had training scheduled for the afternoon, eating while sweating was a horrible thought.

Even, since it was my wrist that had been assaulted by Chu Il-hwan, I wanted to wash it off right away.

In addition to that.

‘Eating with those sweaty guys. It’s horrible. Yeah.’

While I’m taking a bath, the others will have finished eating, so I’ll be able to enjoy my meal alone in a much cleaner environment.

It was truly killing two birds with one stone.

And right after arriving at the restaurant, I could confirm that my prediction was correct.

The officials had already finished eating and left, so it was very quiet.

‘Hmm. There’s still a slight lingering smell of sweat, but I can bear it.’

If it was like this even after everyone left, I thought that if we had come to eat together, I would have just thrown it away.

It felt like I had rented the whole restaurant, so I took a moment to pack my food, put it on the table, and enjoy my meal in peace.

Just as I was putting a few spoonfuls of food in my mouth, three men came into the restaurant and approached the table where I was sitting.

“Ugh.”

While I was eating, I suddenly felt a strong odor and I ended up vomiting.

‘Damn. Was that what my body smelled like a little while ago?’

Because of my upset stomach, I spoke to those three guys with a crumpled face.

“I would like to eat alone, so would you please go?”

The faces of the three men who had been approaching me with a smile suddenly distorted, as if they had heard my words as something dismissive.

But since I wasn’t feeling well right now, I didn’t really care about their crumpled expressions.

The problem was that they were still around me, reeking of stench. And the strange words that came out of their mouths.

“Even though you are the disciples of the Supreme Being, aren’t you ignoring us too much?”

“Huh. If a rumor spreads that the disciple of the Supreme Being peed his pants, there’ll be a huge uproar. Hehehehe.”

“…What the hell are you talking about?”

When I asked with a frown because it was so absurd, they continued talking while laughing as if they had found a weak point.

“Hehehe. Didn’t you see me shivering after the fight a little while ago?”

“And right after finishing your training, didn’t you rush back to the Black Dragon Pavilion to take a bath?”

“I know everything. You went to take a quick shower to hide your pee by pretending it was sweat.”

Could this be misunderstood in this way?

While I was laughing in disbelief, the guys kept talking.

“So please don’t ignore us too much.”

“We were just trying to become friends as fellow students of the same Magic Academy, but if you keep ignoring us like that, we can’t stand it anymore.”

“Hahaha. If the disciple of the Supreme Being were to be rumored to be a pee-pee man, that would be really funny.”

I couldn’t help but sigh at the threat that he would spread strange rumors if I continued to ignore him.

I wasn’t scared by their threats. It just reminded me of my days as a civil servant.

‘Even if you try to explain it, it won’t work.’

Trying to talk things out with the complainant was of no use.

Those guys are weak to the whip, but in modern times, if you beat someone up, you’ll end up in handcuffs instead.

But this place was different.

widely.

Since I had lost my appetite because of the smell of their sweat anyway, I willingly got up and said.

“Come with me. Why don’t we have some ‘conversation’ like you guys want?”

* * *

Ichimoku, who had arrived at a remote location behind the restaurant, spoke with a calm expression, wiggling his fingers.

“Come at me.”

The faces of the three people crumpled at the words of Ilmok, who cut off the front and back.

“How arrogant.”

“No matter how much Confucius entered the civil service examination with the highest honors, we are also in the same class as Confucius.”

“Do you think Confucius can deal with the three of us by himself?”

It was a confidence that arose from the way he had fought with his assistants and Dokgo-pae. He was stronger than each of them individually, but he didn’t feel ‘overwhelmingly’ strong.

Of course, from Ichimoku’s perspective, it was just absurd.

“Your tongue is long. Am I that scary?”

“Huh. It’s not that Confucius is scary.”

“Have you forgotten what Instructor Chu Il-hwan said? Private matters are subject to penalty points.”

At their words, a deep sneer appeared on Ichimoku’s lips.

“Are those ignorant people of the new religion trembling over a single penalty point?”

“!!”

The moment their expressions crumpled at the first glance of the provocation.

“If you’re so scared, I’ll go first.”

Ilmok suddenly launched himself at them.

In an instant, Ilmok flew through the space and shouted while swinging the sword he had pulled out from his side with its scabbard intact.

“Don’t worry. I won’t kill you!”

Why do instructors and assistants prevent private combat? It is because they may accidentally render the opponent crippled or kill them.

But Ichimoku was confident.

I have the confidence that I can subdue those guys without having to kill them or render them crippled.

puck!

The sword of Ichimoku, which had moved much faster than when he had been fighting with the instructor a moment ago, slapped the man in front of him.

The other two men belatedly drew their weapons and resisted in the surprise attack.

puck!

puck!

The two of them also couldn’t hold out for long, and were hit by Ichimoku’s sword and rolled around on the ground.

However, Ichimoku had no intention of ending it here.

“The beak is not something to be played with carelessly.”

puck!

puck!

It was Il-mok who started beating up the three people lying on the floor like a dog being beaten on a lucky day.

‘As long as you don’t kill them or make them crippled, that’s fine, right? Right?’

It hurt so bad, but Ichimoku knew all too well how to keep himself from becoming a cripple.

Thanks to my master, Cheonma.

Ichimoku’s unique constitution. That is, Cheonma noticed his talent to quickly become stronger when his life was in danger, so he would always force him to practice martial arts that were close to real combat.

But that only happened once or twice, at some point, Ichimoku got used to Cheonma’s terrifying murderous intent and momentum.

From then on, the method that Cheonma chose was to really hit the place that would hurt terribly, but wouldn’t kill.

In other words, Ilmok was reproducing the techniques he had learned from his master with great skill.

“Know that it is glory!”

You are personally experiencing the techniques of the Heavenly Horse that you worship as a god!

After beating the trio with the sword for a while,

“Whew. That feels refreshing.”

As the frustration that had built up due to obsessive-compulsive disorder and various other problems was washed away, Ilmok felt much better and naturally wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.

And then, after checking the sweat on the back of his hand, his expression crumpled again.

“Tsk. I started sweating again after playing for so long.”

Il-mok, who was annoyed, hit the three of them with the scabbard a few more times, then immediately threw the scabbard away.

“Bring me a new scabbard.”

“!?”

The trio, whose bodies were covered in bruises from being beaten so vigorously, looked up at Ilmok with bewildered expressions.

“I have a bit of an OCD, so I can’t stand touching or getting dirty. I sweated a little while ago, so I wanted to take a shower first and then eat. It’s not because of the urine. Do you understand?”

At Ichimoku’s belated explanation, the three of them nodded vigorously.

Now that the three of them were able to communicate, Il-mok nodded his head in satisfaction.

As expected, when dealing with the truth, you have to communicate physically first before you can communicate verbally.

“This scabbard has become dirty from bumping into you sweaty bastards, so I’m telling you to bring me a new scabbard. I’ll be eating right now, so bring it to me before I finish eating.”

“Oh, I understand!”

He smiled as if he was satisfied with the sight of the three of them looking much more energetic, and added.

“Oh, by the way, what I saw today was our secret.”

Even in the midst of all this, it seemed that the youngest prince had no intention of giving up his strategy of hiding his power.

When Ilmok smiled brightly and pretended to cover his mouth with his index finger, the three swallowed their saliva and nodded like crazy.