episode_0148

“Um… .”

He frowned at the sudden appearance of so many people and stopped talking.

The thought of who on earth it could be quickly dissipated, as there were several familiar sounds among them.

They are the children of the Cheonmasingyo.

I’m having a hard time figuring out how to make an excuse for visiting this place at the exact moment when the warrior is with me.

“…Why are you like that-”

Looking at him, Lucius seems to have felt it too, as he frowns. It seems he is not a warrior for nothing, but his senses are outstanding.

“… Wait a minute.”

The sight of Lucius showing me his palm made me sigh.

Should I just wait and see how things turn out?

If not, should we kick out the Cheonma Shingyo immediately?

I can’t make a good judgment.

Anonymous is also looking at me with confusion as if he is embarrassed by this situation.

“Do you know anyone?”

Lucius asked me, slowly placing his hand on the sword on his back, and I nodded my head nervously, thinking that if things continued like this, something really bad would happen.

“Don’t worry, I know you.”

“… Okay.”

Only then did Lucius let out a deep sigh as if he was relieved and asked me again.

“By the way, what were you trying to say?”

“Ah. Speaking of the palace-”

-Wow

Why do these guys do something every time I try to talk?

I touched my forehead and looked at the magic circle beginning to form on the floor.

It looks like the jackal is casting teleportation magic and will probably bring all the children of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

… Should we at least introduce ourselves to each other?

As I was awkwardly scratching my head, Lucius’ expression caught my eye.

What should I say, would I make that kind of expression if I saw the person who killed my parents?

Anyway, the expression is that rotten.

“That’s… no way.”

I came to my senses when I heard Lucius growl in a low voice.

Oh, Jackal and Lucius were enemies.

It happened so long ago that I had forgotten.

“Lucius, listen.”

“… I can’t hear you very well right now because my head is spinning.”

Lucius, now fully drawn his sword, aimed it at the magic circle.

“… You probably don’t know the author.”

“Listen, Lucius.”

“I believe in Cheonharang.”

Ah. This guy.

I have no intention of talking.

In fact, I don’t think adding a few more words will solve this situation… .

“I’m going crazy.”

I looked at him to ask for help, but he was equally confused, not paying attention to my gaze and trying to figure out the situation.

“Um… .”

I don’t know anymore.

He threw a wooden sword at the anonymous person and said.

“Do your best to block it.”

“… Master, what are you talking about-”

The reason why I’m stuck on this mountain, even though I’m acting like I’m so great and want to kill God.

Because he is a coward who runs away from a place when he thinks something big is going to happen to an ignorant earthworm who is afraid of change.

I am afraid of seeing Lucius, who will appear as a jackal and become an enemy of the Heavenly Demon Church.

I stepped into the air and headed towards the top of the cabin.

Of course, just because I was sitting here, it wasn’t like Lucius couldn’t see me or that I couldn’t attack him.

My mind itself becomes at ease.

I squinted my eyes and observed the situation below.

“…”

And then, at the signal of Lucius’s drawn sword, the knights who had been hiding in the tents came out and re-equipped their weapons.

Shadows gradually began to spread out from the magic circle, and a being began to appear in its center.

The mess is about to start.

Isn’t it? That guy might be okay.

* * *

“Hmm?”

Among the Ghost Swords, Jack tilted his head as he looked at the dozens of sword blades aimed at him.

“You clearly said that this is where the Lord Cheonharang is… .”

How did this happen? It was Lucius who answered Jack’s short remark.

“… Who are you?”

“Oh, I didn’t introduce myself.”

Jack bowed gracefully and extended his arm toward Lucius.

“My name is Jack, a practitioner of the Cheonmasin Church.”

“… It’s the Heavenly Demon Sect.”

“Yes. By the way, may I ask where this place is?”

Lucius frowns at the sight of Jack asking a question with a faint smile.

‘Where is the jackal?’

The magic that could be felt clearly, and the shape of the magic circle, were clearly those of a jackal.

However, what appeared was a suspicious man with crossed eyes whom I had never seen before.

It was clear that something was going differently than he had thought.

“Hmm, are you not going to answer?”

“… This is the magic realm, and among them, the mountain range called ‘the highest place in the world’.”

“Oh… Then I guess I got there right… That’s strange.”

‘Are you looking for Cheonharang?’

In fact, he introduced himself as a practitioner of the Cheonmasingyo, which is represented by Cheonharang.

The sky above that hut is also not denied, so it must be true.

In that case, should we consider the Cheonmasingyo religion to deal with magic for some reason?

If you think about it, Cheonharang also didn’t feel any mana at all in the techniques he used.

The more I think about it, the more complicated it becomes.

Isn’t it the jackal that can use teleportation? Or was the jackal captured by Cheonharang?

Then why didn’t you tell me that?

Did you really think that you would kill a jackal so stupidly that you were consumed by hatred?

…complicated.

At that time, he kept the words that Cheonharang had said to him in his heart and tried to move forward more firmly… .

If Cheonharang is not related to the jackal, then he has made a great mistake.

‘Let’s go back to the beginning and think again.’

Until just now, I felt a deep sense of betrayal towards Cheon Ha-rang, but now I only feel doubts.

Why magic?

No, I only felt magic from that magic circle. I didn’t feel any magic from the man who introduced himself as Jack.

Lucius pointed above the cabin without letting his guard down.

“If it’s Cheonharangnim, he’s over there.”

“Oh, I see!”

Jack, who had lowered his head slightly, turned his head to face Cheonharang.

“Hmm… Nice to meet you.”

“Yes, it’s been a while. Your Majesty.”

Cheonharang shook his head slightly to stop Jack from bending his knees.

‘… The master-servant relationship is clear.’

Lucius was watching each scene and memorizing it in his head.

Because there’s a chance that what he thought was right. Even though it’s unlikely, there’s a chance that Cheonharang really joined hands with the jackal.

‘It’s still a guess.’

Lucius chewed his lip.

It’s still just a guess, but what should I do if my guess is correct?

This is not the comforting words that Cheonharang gave me, but rather thinking rationally.

Can you beat Cheonharang?

It’s impossible.

Then can we expect a future date?

No. It is possible, but it would be easier to just subdue the Demon King.

‘In the end, there’s nothing I can do.’

Lucius, his sword back on his back, gulped nervously as he swatted away the knights behind him.

“You don’t have to be hostile. It seems like he’s an acquaintance of Cheonharang.”

I knew the knights would object.

The knights simply nodded at Lucius’s words. Judging from the sweat on their hands, they probably didn’t want to fight either.

Lucius felt something draining from him.

Even when he saw Cheonharang, he seemed ready to fight at any moment.

‘It was all a bluff in the end.’

Perhaps because Cheonharang usually hides his presence, he has a somewhat young appearance, so they probably took him lightly.

“Tsk, those are knights too.”

As I clicked my tongue slightly and turned my head, Jack continued speaking to Cheonharang.

“Your Majesty.”

“… Why are you calling me?”

“May I ask who all of these people are gathered here?”

“What do you mean, “Can I ask you something I’ve already asked?” .”

Cheon Ha-rang sighed deeply and added while waving his hand slightly.

“Lucius, would you like to introduce yourself?”

“… Okay, I understand.”

There are still some things that are questionable, but they are only guesses, so there is no need to show them.

Because letting others know that you doubt yourself is something only a swindler would do.

… It seems like everything has already been discovered.

Lucius sighed deeply and took a step forward, extending his hand to Jack.

“My name is Lucius, who is called a warrior. I got to know Cheonharang-nim when I was heading to Ellen in the past.”

“… Aha.”

Jack looked at Lucius’s outstretched hand for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips and took it.

“Let me introduce myself again. I am Jack, a practitioner of the Cheonmasingyo.”

i look forward to?

Lucius knew Jack could handle a sword by the feel of their hands.

The calluses and tightly connected muscles on his hands were proof that he had not neglected his training.

Does Cheonmasingyo also train its practitioners? Contrary to its name, it does not appear to be a simple religion.

Another piece of information entered Lucius’ head.

That’s how we measure each other.

Cheonharang jumped down and stood between Jack and Lucius, separating them.

“… How long are you taking to say this?”

Cheonharang added with a deep sigh.

“Lucius, tell her that I will not be going to the palace.”

“… You can decide a little more slowly-”

“ done. Go take care of business.”

You can stay a little longer.

As Cheon Ha-rang spoke, his face seemed to say, “Please go quickly, because I am uncomfortable.”