Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 75



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 75

Senior (4)

Immediately after Ichimoku finished his accusation with a serious face.

“… … .”

Silence fell upon the office without a trace.

Even in the Cheonmasin Church, which worships nothing, this was an unprecedented event in the Magic Hall, where only the most talented people gathered.

This is the situation where students report to their instructors that their seniors are bullying them.

Even Instructor Chu Il-hwan, who always smiled playfully, had a blank expression on his face, as if something was broken.

And soon.

“What, what, what are you talking about, junior!”

“Oh, we were the ones who bullied them!”

“Rain, didn’t you come here to ask for my permission to observe the rain?”

“Ichimoku Kwando! Are you trying to fool us now!?”

A storm created by seniors who had escaped from panic swept through.

At their cries of injustice, Ichimoku forced his eyes open, made them bloodshot, and shouted.

“Is it really right for so many people to come all at once and force a fight, not just one or two? I’m not even in the same class, I’m a junior. Anyone can see that this isn’t for a fair fight, but bullying?”

Because I kept my eyes wide open without blinking, even a single tear flowed down at the end.

“No matter how much our religion worships the Martial Arts, it is for the purpose of punishing the wicked. Is it really an action that is in line with the doctrine of the religion for the majority to harass the weak minority?”

The perpetrators could not open their mouths to hear the heartbreaking cries of the victims of school violence.

I knew something was wrong, but my seniors had no idea how to put it into words.

At that moment, surprisingly, the most simple-minded and ignorant Mak Ho-yeol realized something belatedly and shouted.

“Weakling! Didn’t my junior beat me yesterday!?”

Only then did Baekcheon realize the contradiction and step forward to help him.

“That’s right. It may be true that the majority persecuted the minority, but clearly, Ichimoku Kwando is not the weak.”

Ilmok almost clicked his tongue without realizing it, but he managed to control his expression.

‘It’s not easy to get over it.’

But he still held the cause.

“Isn’t it true that juniors are weaker than seniors? And the fact that many people persecuted me remains unchanged.”

At Ilmok’s instruction, about fifteen seniors, without exception, started shouting something at the same time.

“What are you talking about!”

“That’s a misunderstanding!”

“We didn’t intend to fight you at the same time!”

At the same time, amidst the shouting here and there, Chu Il-hwan stood up with a serious expression on his face, unlike usual, and spoke.

“Stop it. Any officials who continue to make noise will be severely punished.”

As the instructor came out, all the officers kept their mouths shut with a trembling expression.

As the office became quiet, Instructor Chu Il-hwan glanced at those who had barged into the office and spoke.

“I understand why you came to see the instructor. However, this issue is not something I can decide on my own. I will discuss it with the other instructors and make a decision, so I will go back now.”

The moment when their eyes finally met, Chu Il-hwan smiled playfully and slyly.

‘What are you trying to do?’

The sight of Ilmok made his hair stand on end with an inexplicable sense of ominousness.

* * *

That night, a meeting was held in the main hall of the Magic Hall.

The person sitting at the top was, of course, the head of the Magic Hall, Yan Jiahui.

Next in line was Liu Ji, the vice-captain of the Magic Sword Hall and famous for his nickname, the Ice Sword, sitting with a cold expression.

The seat opposite Yu Geuk was empty, next to him was Chu Il-hwan, and across from Chu Il-hwan was a female instructor.

Chu Il-hwan was the head instructor, in charge of the new recruits, and the female instructor sitting across from him was the instructor for the upper-class instructors.

“Instructor Chu.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Let’s get started.”

At the direction of Magogwanju Yeom Ga-hwi, Chu Il-hwan gave a brief explanation of what had happened today.

The person who requested that we convene this meeting today was none other than Chu Il-hwan.

And as soon as Chu Il-hwan finished explaining, Yeom Ga-hwi frowned and said.

“Certainly, this is an unprecedented case.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

There were very rare instances of conflicts between seniors and juniors within the Magic Academy. However, this time was different.

There were no cases where seniors complained that they were harassing them, but there were also no cases where seniors gathered in groups like this to apply for a scholarship in the first place.

Because one year creates a huge gap between those who have mastered magic.

If a senior and junior had an argument, the senior would usually win ninety-nine times out of a hundred. That’s why, on the other hand, it was extremely rare for a senior to pick a fight with a junior.

As they were all talented people of the Cheonmasin religion that worshipped the gods, they were all interested in fighting the strong, and not in fighting the weak.

at that time.

After quietly listening to Chu Il-hwan’s explanation and gathering his thoughts, Yu-geuk looked at Chu Il-hwan with a cold face.

“But, in the end, if we look at it from a theoretical perspective, we can simply refuse to observe the military drill or prohibit our seniors from approaching the Black Dragon Hall. The reason we’ve arranged a place like this to discuss this matter is because we have a separate solution in mind, right, Instructor Chu.”

At the words of the assistant manager who coldly dug into his inner thoughts, Chu Il-hwan tried to hide his expression with his characteristically playful smile.

“Yes. I have a plan in mind, but I think I need the consent of the Vice-Chancellor and the Vice-Chancellor, so I have arranged this for you. Vice-Chancellor.”

At Chu Il-hwan’s answer, the expression on the face of the female instructor across from him, Cha Eun-young, hardened.

“You need my consent? What nonsense are you up to?”

At her sharp words, Chu Il-hwan smiled slyly.

“What a useless thing. It will be of great help to the officials too. Hahaha.”

As Chu Il-hwan and Cha Eun-young were about to start a fight, the magician opened his mouth.

“Please be aware that this is public time, Instructor Chu.”

“…I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”

Surprisingly, it was Chu Il-hwan who showed a polite attitude towards the Magic King.

Instructor Cha Eun-young, who had lost her temper due to Yeom Ga-hui’s intervention, snorted and said, “Huh.”

“So, what was the plan you came up with?”

“It’s simple. It’s a meeting between the new officers I’m in charge of and the existing officers that Instructor Cha is in charge of. You could call it a kind of martial arts exchange meeting. It’s to foster camaraderie between seniors and juniors.”

It was a non-event that had never been held before.

The reason was simple. There was a gap between seniors and juniors, so it was judged to be meaningless.

Of course, Instructor Cha Eun-young also pointed that out, but Chu Il-hwan responded in a sly tone.

“Well, at least it will be helpful to the juniors in many ways, right? And if we hold this non-academic meeting regularly, next year the kids from this class will be able to teach the juniors. In addition, it will be able to stimulate the seniors.”

“stimulation?”

While Instructor Cha Eun-young tilted her head, Deputy Director Yoo Geuk spoke.

“You mean the youngest prince?”

“Yes. If you realize that you are being chased by a junior in your grade or that you have been overtaken, wouldn’t you work even harder?”

Yeom Ga-hui, who had been quietly listening to Chu Il-hwan’s explanation, nodded as if it was not a bad idea.

* * *

The next morning.

As always, it’s Instructor Chu Il-hwan’s martial arts training time.

But for some reason, today, instead of going straight into the training, Instructor Chu Il-hwan opened his mouth and said he had something to tell us.

“Five days later. There will be a formal meeting between you and the upper-class officers. This will be a chance to practice with the seniors who entered the Magic Academy before you, so it will be a great help in improving your skills. This is all thanks to the Ichimoku Academy, so show your gratitude with a round of applause.”

As soon as Instructor Chu Il-hwan finished his explanation, the officers of the first platoon all looked at each other and applauded.

‘Damn. Is that why you laughed?’

Ichimoku sighed as he realized the true nature of the anxiety he had felt at the end.

At that moment, Dokgo-pae raised his hand and asked Instructor Chu Il-hwan a question.

“Instructor! What are the rules for the non-combat meeting? Should we try not to cause any injuries like we did during the last test?”

“Hahaha. If that’s the case, then don’t worry about it. It’s not you guys who should be worrying about that, it’s your seniors.”

Everyone understood Chu Il-hwan’s words without difficulty.

The gap in skill is so big that even if you do your best, it will be difficult to hurt your senior.

Some people accepted the words as if it was a given, but Dokgo-pae and Bang Mi-hwa looked as if their pride had been hurt.

“Also, since this martial arts meeting will be attended by the Lord Chief and Vice Lord, as well as all the instructors, it is unlikely that anyone will suffer a serious injury.”

As soon as Chu Il-hwan finished explaining, this time Ilmok raised his hand.

Because there was a more important issue than injuries or anything else.

“How are non-combat opponents selected?”

It was a non-working meeting that was set for yesterday. That crazy instructor might have given some crazy order to take turns dealing with the fifteen people who came to the office yesterday.

To Ilmok’s question, Chu Il-hwan answered with a playful smile.

“It will be one-on-one, and the non-combat opponents will be determined based on each officer’s performance. And each officer will only have one non-combat.”

Ilmok let out a sigh of relief inwardly so as not to show his true colors.

‘Just one fight. Just like the last fight with the assistant instructor, I guess I’ll just fight moderately and lose.’

At that moment, Instructor Chu Il-hwan’s voice woke up Ilmok’s spirit.

“I know your skills very well, from the past month and the test a few days ago. So, if you do something ‘nonsense’ during the match or ‘moderately’ and lose and come down, you should know that I will have a ‘special interview’ with you.”

It was Choo Il-hwan who emphasized the words, “special interview,” and “nonsense.”

“Hahaha. What are you saying, Instructor? How can a Shinsei sect’s unarmed people engage in battle so casually?”

“I will gain enlightenment through discussions with my seniors!”

Among the officers of the upper class who shouted with faces full of enthusiasm as if it was nonsense.

‘X is done.’

Only the expression on Ichimoku’s face was mercilessly crumpled.

Just imagining a special interview with that blue instructor sent shivers down my spine.

This time, seeing the youngest Confucius failing to control his expression, Chu Il-hwan created an even happier smile.

‘Hehehe. There must be a lot of fun things to see.’

I was able to see the true skills of the youngest Confucius who kept trying to hide his skills, and on top of that.

‘Hehehe. I can ruin that Eunyoung Cha’s expression without any mercy!’

If he saw the instructor he had worked hard to teach for over a year get destroyed by a new instructor, he would have been shocked.

Chu Il-hwan was confident. He may not know about other officials, but Ilmok would beat his senior rider. If he didn’t hide his skills.

“And finally, there will be one reward for this non-combat event.”

“Are you talking about compensation?”

When Dokgo-pae asked again, Chu Il-hwan nodded.

“That’s right. The Lord and Vice Lord will also be attending this martial arts meeting, so those who have shown outstanding performance will be given the opportunity to receive additional instruction from the Lord or Vice Lord.”

The officials’ eyes lit up at Chu Il-hwan’s explanation. The head of the magician’s office, Yan Ga-hui, was one of the best in the school. And the vice-head of the office, Yu Geuk, was also a master beyond compare to the head of the office, but from the officials’ perspective, he was a master beyond compare.

At that time, Choi Woong muttered with a dull expression.

“Then, doesn’t that compensation go to your seniors anyway?”

It was a point that could have been offensive, but Chu Il-hwan laughed playfully.

“Don’t worry. Both the Lord and the Vice Lord are excellent people. The subject of the teaching will not be determined by victory or defeat, but rather by ‘performance’ as the name suggests. If you are outstanding for your age, you will definitely stand out.”

* * *

Right after the story about the martial arts exchange meeting came up.

The atmosphere in the magic hall became heated.

The new recruits had no choice but to do their best in training in order to pose even a small threat to their seniors.

On the contrary, the second-year officials might have been expected to be relaxed, but there was no such atmosphere at all.

It wasn’t because of the existence of Ilmok.

“I don’t think we’ll lose. However, if even one person is in danger, I will stake my name as your instructor and never let you off.”

Thanks to the fact that the instructor, Eunyoung Cha, kept nagging them with a ghostly aura in her eyes, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and push themselves harder in their training.

In addition, the thought of catching the eye of the governor or vice-governor and receiving instruction on this occasion made them fire up their eyes, whether they were in their first or second year.

In an atmosphere as hot as a furnace, time flies.

The morning of the non-meeting has arrived.