The Cook of a Perished World - Chapter 157
Episode 157: Heavenly Killer
“Okay… Let’s start with sparring first.”
“Sparring?”
“I’m doing this because I was threatened by you. I feel like I want to beat that bald guy with the martial arts I taught him, but…”
Wide hall.
In the middle of it was a large space that seemed to have been created for training purposes.
“In the end, I too am someone who walks the path of martial arts. “No matter how much I was forced to do, my pride does not allow me to do it sloppily.”
“What does that have to do with sparring?”
“The path to martial arts is complicated. You can’t reach that level just by mastering any martial art and roughly learning it. “Everyone has a martial art that suits them.”
“…Is that so?”
“There is a martial art that is suitable for everyone. Such martial arts are of low quality. “It can’t be helped because it was created so that even those without talent can use it.”
What came to mind when I heard those words was the ‘anti-horseman martial arts’ that monk Seungju taught others.
Although everyone at Myoyangsa Temple was learning the martial art.
The martial arts grade was C-, which was pretty low.
“Usually, in the process of building your own skills, you find a martial art that suits you…”
Seohwan said, holding up a wooden baton.
“Because we don’t have much time. “I will personally exchange weapons and then teach you the martial arts that I deem appropriate.”
That’s how sparring began.
The clothes Seohwan was wearing were old, and the wooden stick he was holding was an ordinary item.
No matter how much blue energy it contains.
Will we be able to defeat our troops armed with all kinds of equipment?
To be honest, I was a little skeptical.
Bah!
“Keheuk!”
“hmm. “His physical abilities are clearly excellent, but his skills in handling his abilities are disastrous.”
Private Lee Byung-min, who was hit by Seo-hwan’s wooden baton, rolled around on the floor with a short sigh.
I guess I was worried for no reason.
“Don’t worry. “There is one martial art that comes to mind that suits you.”
The sparring continues after that.
“Kuheook!”
“Huh. “It’s bizarre.”
“Ugh.”
“indeed. “I understand why you wanted martial arts.”
Unit members rolling around on the floor of the training ground.
Seohwan’s voice as he looked down at them contained a bit of curiosity.
“I never thought the harmony between physical ability and technology would be this bad. “How is this possible?”
As the saying goes.
The members of our unit who were one-sidedly beaten by that guy did not have significant physical abilities.
The problem is technology.
“Is there something wrong?”
“It’s not like that. I was trying to see your innate temperament. Lack of skill is not a problem in selecting a martial art. “I’m just curious.”
Seohwan said, frowning as if he didn’t understand.
“There is something called mind energy.”
“?”
“mental. technology. And body. By growing those three, Muin will be able to advance to the next level. In most cases, the three grow evenly. Or maybe it’s just the spirit that lags behind… But you guys are different. Only his physical ability is strangely advanced. “I have never seen such an imbalance.”
He mutters in disbelief.
I had a guess.
“In the end, it was thanks to the system that we became stronger.”
Hunt monsters and level up.
Eat ability potions through points.
Obtain ability bonuses through guild skill equipment, etc.
Thanks to this, my physical abilities have improved tremendously.
Other than that, it’s not that great.
“…? “What is that?”
Oh, come to think of it.
A guy who couldn’t even understand the word dungeon and would describe the gate as a gate to another world.
The word “system” may also be used in a different way.
“You know, you catch that monster, absorb its energy, awaken it, and get a job.”
“hmm…?”
“There are letters that appear in the air that cannot be seen by others, and they tell you something and that kind of thing. “I guess it happened to you guys too, right?”
I tried my best to explain it.
“This is my first time hearing it. I can see letters that are invisible to others. “Shouldn’t we go to the medical room?”
After hearing that story.
I was able to realize it for the first time.
‘These guys… there was no system.’
The attack of monsters and the emergence of a system.
I thought they both happened at the same time.
But now I see that the two are completely separate.
Seohwan’s world was attacked by a monster.
The system did not appear.
‘Then why… does the system only appear to us?’
I thought about it for a moment.
There was no proper answer.
“…Anyway, there is something like that. “You can develop your physical abilities quickly through some method, but other than that, you can think of him as being average.”
“hmm. Is that so? “It’s definitely a situation where you can covet my martial arts skills.”
Seohwan was just concerned about the imbalance he saw for the first time.
Didn’t show much interest.
Even after that.
“Keuheook.”
“ouch!”
A sparring ensued in which most of the unit members were unilaterally beaten.
“…You’re probably not taking out your anger, are you?”
“no way.”
I thought he might have been forced to teach me martial arts to vent his anger because he was threatened by me.
In the end, most of the sparring ends with no one knowing the truth.
“Is it roughly like this? what. “For the most part, their qualifications are acceptable.”
The remaining soldiers.
It was just the two of us.
* * *
“then. “I’ll be back.”
The last two remaining soldiers.
among them.
The one who decided to step forward first was Corporal Jeon Gwang-il.
“for a moment.”
“yes?”
It was Jeon Gwang-il who was about to go to Dalian.
Sergeant Youngjun Shin called him over and stopped him.
“yes?”
“I just saw him sparring with other kids. “I think Gwangil can do it with all his might.”
“With all your might?”
In those words.
Corporal Jeon Kwang-il’s eyes open wide.
Do it with all your might.
That means.
“Release the madness as much as possible….”
“Yes.”
“…I’ve never done it except when fighting enemies.”
It is said that they are teaching martial arts because they are half-threatened.
Seohwan was not an enemy, to be honest.
However, this sparring is held to find the appropriate martial art by understanding the opponent’s capabilities.
If you think about its significance.
‘Are you saying that I have to show all the power I can show?’
Only then did Corporal Jeon Kwang-il understand what he was saying.
“yes. All right.”
at last.
As advised by Sergeant Youngjun Shin.
“Hoo.”
“Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”
Corporal Jeon Gwang-il, who liberated his entire body from madness.
He rushed towards Seohwan like an animal.
“I guess I wasn’t the only one.”
Sensing the momentum, Seohwan also countered the attack, muttering as if he was interested.
Seohwan was calm throughout the sparring with the soldiers.
That attitude didn’t change until the first few rounds.
“…oh my god!”
The moment when the sparring exceeds ten sums.
For the first time, his voice trembled.
“no. This is ridiculous. But this energy… is it really…?”
The longer the sparring continues.
Seohwan can’t hide his surprise.
He muttered as if he couldn’t believe it.
“Is it really a life-changing thing?”
Unlike existing sparring matches that ended without exceeding ten sums.
Did Jeon Gwang-il, who gave his all, find it difficult to finish Seo-hwan in one go?
dozens.
The sparring ended only after exchanging perhaps close to a hundred attacks.
“…Whoop!”
“Cough.”
Corporal Jeon Gwang-il kneels on the floor.
Even after victory and defeat were decided by the aftermath of madness, the momentum did not disappear.
“Crrrrrrrrr.”
“Wow. Hey, are you okay?”
“…Ah, Sergeant Shin.”
It was Jeon Gwang-il who howled like an animal.
Sergeant Shin’s voice calmed the madness a little.
Shin Young-jun, who was examining Corporal Jeon Gwang-il’s condition, frowned and said.
“Isn’t he just taking out his anger on being forced to teach? “Well, it’s a sparring match, but you lose like this.”
“If it wasn’t for that level, I wouldn’t have stopped.”
Seohwan took a deep breath and looked down at Corporal Jeon Gwang-il.
“…you guy. “That’s amazing.”
“Tsk tsk. That’s amazing. “Is this what the person who beat me up like this would say?”
Seo-hwan mutters while looking at Corporal Jeon Gwang-il.
Corporal Jeon Gwang-il, who was still under the influence of insanity, sneered at those words.
“You seem to be misunderstanding something. “It’s not your strength that surprises me.”
“…?”
Seohwan answered as if nothing had happened.
“I may not be in a normal physical condition right now, but it’s not to the point where I can’t even take on you right now. “Maybe if I fight 100 times, I will win all 100 times.”
“Tsk! Are you trying to be sarcastic? “Then what’s so great about it?”
“Your talent.”
“what?”
It’s not a lie to say I was surprised.
Cold sweat was streaming down the side of Seohwan’s masked face.
“No way. “I never thought I would see a thousand-year-old child in my lifetime.”
“What on earth do you mean from earlier?”
Seo-hwan talks about something he doesn’t understand.
It was Gwangil who didn’t seem to like him at all.
“You guy. There must have been many times when you were in trouble because you couldn’t maintain your senses in battle. Am I right?”
“…Are you talking about madness?”
Seohwan’s voice as he said that contained excitement that he could not hide.
The excitement of meeting the best talent.
“Martial arts were created for the weak to defeat those stronger than themselves… but also. At the same time, it is a means to train the mind.”
“Isn’t this what you mentioned earlier? “Are you talking about that core part?”
“right. My species is born with a strong wild nature. That is why we train our minds through martial arts. And you said you were born with a thousand years of age… madness? “It’s similar to my wild nature, but stronger.”
“…It’s similar. no way.”
In Seohwan’s words.
Corporal Jeon Gwang-il was very surprised and asked back.
“You mean you can suppress my madness!?”
[Insanity] is Corporal Jeon Gwang-il’s biggest weapon and also an obstacle.
lately.
Didn’t he almost harm a normal monk due to his unintentional madness?
‘If only I could suppress this the way I want…!’
It was an exciting day.
A shadow suddenly appeared on Seohwan’s face as he answered.
“That makes it even more disappointing.”
“…?”
“It is such a pity that I cannot teach you. “You come across a talent that was given to you by heaven, but you have to let that talent rot…”
This bastard.
What are you talking about?
* * *
According to Seohwan’s words.
It seems that Gwangil’s madness also existed in Seohwan’s world under a different name.
‘Heavenly Death.’
Even so, their species is strongly wild.
It is said that most people who are born with a deadly nature, as their bloody name suggests, end up living as crazy killers for the rest of their lives.
but.
“Very rarely have we been able to control it. “They all became great warriors who left their mark on history.”
in other words.
Gwang-il has a lot of talent in this martial art.
the problem is.
Seohwan doesn’t have the ability to teach Gwangil.
“Did you forget the contract?”
They sacrifice everything in exchange for their lives being spared.
That was the contract Seohwan and I shared.
It contains all of Seohwan’s knowledge.
Seeing that he was trying to save his teachings, I wondered if I should stage a violent protest.
“Didn’t I tell you? “I also feel sad.”
“…?”
“The reason I can’t teach him is not because I don’t have the will. “It’s because I don’t have enough ability.”
He sighed and walked somewhere.
“Follow me. “I will explain it myself.”
Gwangil and I were left with doubts.
Following Seohwan’s guidance, we moved to another room in the palace.
“Where?”
“It is a place to store books containing martial arts.”
Is this what a library during the Joseon Dynasty felt like?
There were countless books bound in the old-fashioned way on wooden bookshelves.
“I mainly learned bongjutsu. As for other martial arts, I only know what characteristics they have. “If you want to teach other martial arts, you must refer to these levels.”
“The volume of books is considerable.”
“It was Master’s hobby. “He liked taking away the martial arts of opponents he had defeated.”
…I don’t know.
Isn’t that quite evil?
“In that respect, he was quite a notorious person. “Because it was so strong, others couldn’t do anything about it.”
“….”
As he said that, he seemed to be searching through the bookshelves.
Seohwan soon pulls out a book.
Let’s look at the book.
[Food Ingredient Identification (Reinforcement)]
After being able to recognize everything in the world as a food ingredient.
A trait of mine that can be used for anything.
Food ingredient discrimination was triggered.
[Martial Arts Level – Agar Sword A+]
“The swordsman who sparred with me first. “What’s your name?”
“Private Lee Byung-min?”
“That’s an interesting name. Anyway, I thought it would be a good idea to teach this to that swordsman. Although his movements were slow, his visual acuity to follow the opponent’s movements was not bad. “This martial art of subduing an opponent with small movements will suit you well.”
“Oh….”
I feel like something is amazing.
After that, Seo-hwan takes out several books.
Most of them were A A+ level martial arts.
‘What Monk Seungju was learning was just at this level.’
It means that it is a martial art of at least a similar level.
but.
‘Why are you showing me this all of a sudden?’
I can’t believe I was thinking like that.
Seohwan guided Gwangil and I to a corner of the library.
At that place.
“And…the martial arts for Heavenly Killing City are over here.”
There are ugly chains and amulets attached to it.
There was a huge iron gate in place.