Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 79



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 79

A bastard (1)

“Coworkers?”

It was the magician who asked again, wriggling his hands clasped on the table.

I looked at the heavy, rough hand that kept catching my eye, and barely managed to maintain a serious expression as I answered.

“Yes. Since everyone except me lost to our seniors, the atmosphere was very depressed.”

The reason I was able to come up with this excuse was because of the way my classmates acted before I went to the gym. The way guys I wasn’t even close with suddenly cheered me on.

The governor must have also seen that sight.

Indeed, the governor was curious to see if my intention had worked.

“Are you saying that you approached the fight with that kind of attitude on purpose to cheer up your colleagues?”

“As the ‘representative’ of our class, shouldn’t I boost the morale of my classmates?”

“Ugh… .”

As I was looking at the Magi King who was sighing with a complicated mind, a strange thought occurred to me.

‘Wait, what if I use this now?’

It was the moment when a solution to a very important problem occurred to me.

Since the governor seemed to have a complicated mind, now was the opportunity.

I opened my mouth without hesitation.

“Also, the reason I came to see you was not to receive training.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I have come to refuse your kindness, Your Majesty.”

“… will you reject my teachings?”

When Guan Zhu’s fist twitched again, I almost flinched without realizing it.

Because it felt like the fist of the man called Kwonma was going to fly.

‘A crisis is an opportunity.’

While my head was warning me of a life-threatening situation, I mustered up my courage and spoke.

“Your Majesty, I already receive a lot of attention just because I am your disciple. If I receive special treatment from you here, there is a risk of creating a sense of discomfort.”

“That’s impossible. Your skills have already been proven in front of everyone through the Non-Combat Association, so no one will be able to criticize you.”

“You may not show it on the outside, but there are definitely people who think like that in their hearts. I don’t want discord among my ‘comrades.’ So, please teach it to someone other than me.”

Rather than refusing to teach, yield the teaching to other students!

That was the excuse I came up with dramatically.

‘Since you avoided teaching, you will avoid enlightenment. And you even take care of your peers! Great. This will work!’

While I was sending compliments to my own head.

The magician who had gathered his thoughts spoke with an intense gaze that seemed to pierce my head.

“Okay. Then I’ll ask you a few more questions.”

“Please inquire.”

“If you showed that kind of attitude towards your peers in the military, why on earth did you target Instructor Chu Il-hwan?”

I was momentarily speechless, but I was able to quickly come up with an excuse.

“In the process of striking the secret weapon, it could be dangerous if it were to fly to another officer. However, I believed that Instructor Chu Il-hwan would be able to block it.”

“Wow. It seems like the officials have quite a lot of trust in Instructor Chu.”

“I can say that my skills have improved by leaps and bounds thanks to his teachings.”

Even though he was a creepy, blue-haired instructor, I managed to praise him without any hesitation.

“Okay. Then, let’s move on from that issue. However, you said that you humiliated Baekcheon Guan Dao for the sake of your colleagues. However, Baekcheon Guan Dao is also a Guan Dao like you, so why did you do such a rude thing?”

“… I wanted to apologize separately after the rain. Even if I apologized for my rudeness, I thought that at that moment, I should listen to everyone’s wishes since I was representing everyone.”

“I was thinking of apologizing… Is that still the case?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Then I’ll ask you one last question.”

It wasn’t easy to continue telling lies despite the constant questions.

‘It’s not like I’m asking you a question. Just do it moderately!’

As expected, I had my suspicions from the first day, but I thought that the owner of the magic tower might be a more stubborn person than the master.

And the last question that the Magician asked was something I had never expected.

“Baekcheon Guan Dao said something he shouldn’t have said during our fight. What kind of punishment do you think he should receive?”

For a moment, I didn’t understand what he was saying.

After thinking about it for a while, I was able to understand what he meant.

‘Oh. Is that what you meant when you called me a son of a bitch?’

If I’m a son of a bitch, my parents are dogs.

Of course, my parents were dead, so it was a truly horrific and unfilial insult, but what really mattered now was not my parents.

In the first place, my personality only awakened after my parents passed away, so I never really felt like I had ‘parents’.

The real problem was something else.

In a world where the idea of ​​the military being one is not just the nonsense of old farts, the problem is that even my teacher has become a dog.

It was a story that required a logical leap and over-interpretation, but considering that my teacher was Cheonma, it became very natural.

Because it was a situation where a follower of the Cheonmasin religion called a being worshipped as a god a dog.

Considering the mindset of these crazy, pseudo-conspirators, it didn’t seem like it would end with just a little punishment.

“Before I tell you what I think, can I ask you one thing?”

“Ask.”

“What punishment is your Majesty thinking of?”

“Since you dared to spit out unspeakable curses to the Heavenly Demon, shouldn’t your martial arts skills be nullified, your limbs cut off, and your torso and head fed to wild beasts?”

“… … .”

The word ‘crazy’ almost came out of my mouth without me knowing.

That kind of punishment for saying just one word, “son of a bitch”? No matter how I think about it, it’s excessive.

‘No matter how much that guy tried to kill me, I was the one who made him mad in the first place. Of course, he’s a son of a bitch because he tried to kill me because he was mad, but when I think about how I came to a realization because of that guy, I still get mad.’

Even so, cutting off limbs and making them food for wild animals felt like an excessive thing.

‘Yeah. I was pissed, but I felt a little better because I beat up a dog in front of everyone.’

At least as a modern person, I didn’t want to have the same mindset as those crazy quacks.

“I think it’s an excessive punishment.”

The magician frowned at my answer and asked.

“Even though I told you something unspeakable to the Heavenly Demon, did you still say it?”

“In the first place, the one that Baekcheon Guan Dao was cursing was me. And since all Guan Dao in the Magic Hall are equal, it was completely possible for something like that to happen.”

“But the Most High also included in the insults I gave you.”

“It happened because I was the one who provoked Baekcheon Guan Dao first. Of course, I didn’t expect Baekcheon Guan Dao to lose his mind to that extent, but I believe it was a simple mistake and not because I had any disrespectful intentions toward the Master.”

“Hmm. Then what kind of punishment do you think would be appropriate?”

“… I think we need to learn from this mistake and give ourselves a stern discipline so that we don’t make the same mistake again.”

“Hoo. So you’re talking about cutting off the tongue?”

“!?”

Why do these crazy pseudo-people have such a way of thinking?

I thought I had adapted to it, but as always, they were always beyond my imagination.

Somehow, I felt like Baekcheon would become mute if I left it like this, so I quickly opened my mouth.

“Rather than that, how about this method?”

* * *

A while after Ilmok left Gwanjujeon.

Instructor Chu Il-hwan, who had completed his training, came to visit Gwanjujeon.

“The Ichimoku Gwando returned earlier than scheduled. Did the training end quickly?”

When Chu Il-hwan asked with a puzzled expression, Yeom Ga-hui answered with an uncharacteristically hollow laugh.

“You say you reject my teachings.”

“!?”

While Chu Il-hwan made a face that said he couldn’t understand at all, Yeom Ga-hwi spoke, recalling the conversation he had with Ilmok a little while ago.

“He is a great man whose talents are as great as his bowls.”

“???”

As expected, Chu Il-hwan had a look on his face of not understanding, but the magician swallowed his words.

‘No, maybe it’s just that the talent is so great that the vessel has become too big.’

For the sake of your peers, you go out of your way to fool your opponents and throw away this opportunity for your peers.

Perhaps it was because he was confident that he could maintain his position even if he transferred his teachings to another official.

In addition, he even forgave Baekcheon, who tried to kill him.

Of course, Ilmok suggested his own disciplinary plan to Yeom Ga-hwi, but he felt that it was closer to leniency to make him repent rather than punishment.

Originally, Yeom Ga-hwi had no intention of showing any interest in Ilmok.

As the head of the Magic Academy that trains talents who will take responsibility for the future of the Cheonmasingyo, there was a need to be fair and impartial.

As Confucius said, it was very dangerous for the official to give attention to him, who was already receiving excessive attention simply because he was the disciple of the Heavenly Horse.

but.

‘Hmm. I wonder how much he’ll develop while he’s at the Magic Hall. I’m quite excited.’

Because of this Q&A, I, Yeom Ga-hui, became more interested in Ichimoku without even realizing it.

* * *

That afternoon.

After finishing his work, Ilmok took a bath to cleanse his body and headed to the restaurant.

“Confucius!!”

“One glance, Confucius!”

And as soon as we arrived at the restaurant, Bang Mi-hwa and Dokgo-pae rushed in.

‘Ugh.’

Ilmok’s expression crumpled without him knowing it. It wasn’t because of Bang Mi-hwa’s face.

Even so, he was covering the left side of his lower face with a fan, emphasizing only the right side of his face.

The problem was the strong smell of sweat coming from both of them.

Even if Dokgo-pae is like that, Bang Mi-hwa always took a bath and then ate dinner after finishing her training.

That was why Ichimoku always ate with her, but for some reason, today she smelled like sweat.

‘You were called by Instructor Chu Il-hwan at the end, so is that why you couldn’t wash?’

While Ilmok was recalling the events that had happened before this moment, Bang Mi-hwa and Dokgo-pae opened their mouths.

“I heard from the instructor that you gave up a precious opportunity for me?”

“I heard the story too. How dare you give up such a precious opportunity for us. I have misunderstood Confucius all this time.”

Thanks to the two taking turns telling their stories, Ichimoku was able to figure out what was going on.

‘Was that why Instructor Chu Il-hwan called them? It looks like those two ended up receiving training from the officer in my stead.’

Of course, it was a good thing.

I don’t know what Instructor Chu Il-hwan said, but I didn’t do it for them. I just did it to avoid enlightenment.

‘Rather than that, I wish you would go a little further.’

Ichimoku frowned and turned his head away at the strong smell of sweat coming from the man and woman who approached him with moved faces.

“Hahaha. You don’t have to be embarrassed, Confucius.”

“Yes! I will hone my skills as my master intended and become a great rival!”

The two of them kept talking nonsense. And Bang Mi-hwa didn’t stop there, and said what Ilmok had been waiting for.

“I know Confucius’s heart very well through this incident. Since I have received great favor from Confucius, I should also return the favor. I will grant you one wish, so just tell me what you want.”

At her suggestion, Ichimoku said with shining eyes.

“If you do, please wash and come back.”

Because it smells terrible.

However, since the other person was a woman, he tried hard to keep quiet.

And at Ichimoku’s bold answer, for some reason Bang Mi-hwa blushed slightly and fanned her face.

“Oh my. Confucius is bolder and more daring than he looks. Hehehe.”

The asymmetry of the face appears and disappears repeatedly due to the fan fluttering gently, and the strong smell of sweat wafts in the wind from the fan.

‘Ugh. Is this a mental attack?’

Ichimoku, whose obsession with enlightenment had already intensified, had no choice but to quickly turn his head away.

“Hahaha. It’s cute even when you’re embarrassed. If you do, just wait. I’ll wash up and come back.”

After saying those words, Bang Mi-hwa left with a brisk gait.

After escaping from her mental attack, Ichimoku entered the restaurant without delay.

“… Should I wash up too?”

Only Dokgo-pae, left alone, was mumbling to himself in an unknown language.