The Cook of a Perished World - Chapter 163
Episode 163: Nobleman of the Night (1)
The door of Bidong was opened.
The inside was connected to a deep cave-like place.
Gwangil, who saw that, looked at me and trembled.
“Sergeant Shin. “I can’t believe you brought me here…!”
“I told you. “Do better in the future.”
“…!”
and.
Miho disappears into the bidong.
“You’ve waited a long time. “Eun-gong.”
After a while.
Miho, who came out of the secret room, was holding a book in her hands.
A book that looks old and worn out.
but.
Its value was by no means insignificant.
[Heavenly Death Dance]
[SSS+]
‘…!’
It is completely different from the A-level martial arts that other unit members were supposed to learn.
A martial art of tremendous value.
A book containing that martial art.
It is pushed out in front of Gwangil.
“Please take it.”
“…!”
Gwangil saw the book.
He said in a trembling voice.
“This martial art is….”
“It is a martial art created for Heavenly Death. “It is the best Jeolhak that our teacher created himself.”
Corporal Jeon Gwang-il receives the book with trembling hands.
“If I learn this martial art, I can suppress my madness!?”
[Madness] is Corporal Jeon Gwang-il’s greatest weapon.
At the same time… it was also the biggest obstacle.
“Do you really think you can just suppress that madness as you wish…!”
“yes? “What do you mean by that?”
Jeon Gwang-il was rarely excited and trembled at the fact that he could control that obstacle.
Miho heard those words.
“Are you suppressing it?”
It’s as if he’s asking what on earth he’s talking about.
I tilted my head.
“Why are you suppressing such a waste?”
“…?”
“Of course, living a thousand years is considered a curse to some. It is an energy that, if handled properly, can be a blessing greater than anything else. “You were born with that…”
To Gwangil, who was confused.
The answer Miho gave was overly simple.
It’s not suppressing.
“It must be completely controlled and utilized.”
* * *
“…ha ha ha.”
In Miho’s words.
Corporal Jeon Gwang-il collapses to the floor as if his entire body has lost all strength.
“Sergeant Shi Shin. “Did you hear?”
“okay.”
“…I can control it. “I can completely control this madness…”
Yes.
That’s why I went through all this trouble.
“Huh….”
Lying down on the floor of the library.
Gwangil covers his face and begins to sob.
‘ah. It’s like déjà vu…’
A man of that size is rolling on the floor and crying.
It may be a difficult sight to see even once in a lifetime.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t my first time.
When first awakening the unit members.
This is exactly what Gwangil felt like when he said he was scared of monsters.
“I was so scared.”
Same as back then.
The reason Gwangil shed tears was fear.
But…
the object of that fear was a little different.
“It’s a subject that isn’t strong enough and I can’t even handle it properly….” “
….”
“I’m really worried that I might end up causing trouble to other people one day. I was so scared. But…”
It doesn’t come from something external.
Inside yourself.
Fear that comes from one’s own weakness.
but.
The result of holding on to that fear.
just now.
“You can control it. “You can become stronger.”
There is a way to overcome that fear.
It was revealed.
‘It must feel like all the tension in your body is relieved at once.’
I, too, had to suffer from guilt as I watched him suffer from madness.
What must the guy who was involved be like?
“Huh….”
The emotions that have been building up over time.
All of that was pouring out in tears.
‘okay. ‘Cry.’
Because I cried like that.
If you shake it all off, wouldn’t that be enough?
“Gwangil.”
“Ugh yeah…!”
Eat.
“You can’t forget me just because you become stronger later? “Then I think I’ll be really disappointed.”
“I’m a new sergeant…!”
okay.
You must never forget it.
Gwangil, this guy…
From now on.
You will become stronger than you can imagine.
* * *
“For the rest of my life… I will be loyal to you for the rest of my life.”
“ah! “I understand, so stop clinging to me, you bastard!”
I was quite impressed.
It was not easy to calm down Gwangil, who burst into tears.
“Hehehe…! “Loyal and loyal!”
“Hey Mr. snot…!”
A guy who tells all kinds of truths.
Because he is bigger and stronger than me, he is stronger than me.
Something that won’t fall off even if you want to take it off.
“Sniff. “Then let’s go in.”
“Huh… okay. “Go in.”
like that.
Gwang-il, who somehow managed to calm him down, succeeds in getting the guy off.
“It seems like you have a good relationship with your colleagues.”
“He is not a colleague, but a successor.”
“…I’m not sure. Are those two different?”
“The relationship between successor and successor must be made clear.”
Miho, who was watching the scene, approached.
“Anyway, looking at it again, it was a great talent. “It is only natural that one is born with a talent given by heaven.”
“It’s talent. Can you see something like that just by looking at it?”
“To some extent. Of course, my eyes are not perfect either.”
Let’s hear that story.
There is one thing that suddenly makes me curious.
“Then when you look at it with those eyes. “What do you think my martial arts talent is like?”
“….”
“hmm?”
“Would it be better if I answered honestly? “You might be a little hurt.”
“…done.”
shit.
Anyway, my job is a chef.
To some extent, I expected that he would not have any talent for ssambakjil.
“then. “I guess full-scale martial arts lessons will start tomorrow.”
It’s already late.
It was decided that the proper teaching of martial arts would begin the next day.
“Well… please take care of me. “They are all very important people in our unit.”
“Eungong’s colleagues… these are his successors, so of course we have to do our best. Please trust us and leave it to us.”
like that.
I was just about to go to take a rest.
“…ah! Come to think of it.”
“huh?”
He grabbed my arm as I was trying to enter the palace hall.
It was Seohwan.
“I feel like I forgot something. I guess I forgot something important.”
“Something important?”
“You haven’t sparred with Eungong yet, have you?”
“…ah!”
crazy.
Now that I think about it, it’s true.
When Gwang-il discovers a clue that can solve his problem.
I was so focused on trying to solve that problem somehow.
Actually.
I still hadn’t had a chance to spar with Seohwan.
Martial arts for me had not yet been decided.
“What do you mean sparring?”
“ah. “Samai.”
Miho, who heard the story, approached as if she was interested.
Seohwan announced that he had sparred with our unit members and selected appropriate martial arts.
“Hmm. “That kind of thing happens.”
Miho, who heard that story, nodded and said.
“then. How about doing it this way? “We are all observing the sparring.”
“yes?”
“Shouldn’t we all put our heads together to decide which martial art would suit Eungong?”
“but. “Do you mean the death penalty?”
“hmm. “I didn’t need to make a fuss since I scolded him harshly.”
That way.
midnight.
The sparring between me and Seohwan has been confirmed.
A large training hall within the palace.
There were various training weapons hanging on the wall.
“Hmm.”
Among them.
There are roughly a little over ten dagger-type weapons.
“hmm? Does Eun-gong use a dagger? “That’s surprising.”
“Yes, but. “Is there anything surprising?”
“Dandora. “It is a weapon that is not used as a main weapon except by those who make secret attacks.”
Is that also the case in Seohwan’s world?
Of the daggers listed, I grabbed the two that I liked the most.
And I thought to myself.
‘I guess it’s not a good idea to buff yourself through cooking, right?’
If I were to spar, it would be right to show my strength.
That state will be a little different from my usual state.
“I’ll ask you first. “Perhaps there are no martial arts for chefs?”
“Martial arts for training.”
Seohwan laughs as if he is dumbfounded.
“There’s no way something like that exists!”
“….”
“haha. “Eungong is also saying something really absurd.”
If so, even more so.
It would be correct not to buff through cooking.
Aside from cooking, my combat skills are excellent.
I’m a little worried about whether I’ll be able to receive proper martial arts training.
“indeed. “I understand what Eunkong is worried about.”
“huh?”
“There is definitely no martial art for mastering. But I told you.”
Seohwan’s gaze is directed at Miho.
Miho looks at me and nods slightly.
“Samae Miho is a person with great expertise in martial arts.”
“ah…!”
“There is no other reason why Sister Miho volunteered to observe. If there is no martial art suitable for Eungong….”
“To make one yourself?”
“That’s it.”
Let’s turn our heads and look at Miho.
She nodded as if she had planned to do so from the beginning.
“Martial arts for masters don’t exist in the first place. but.”
“It’s possible to make it.”
“Sister Miho is enough.”
indeed.
If you can do that, there is nothing more I could wish for.
“then. Come with all your might. “Eun-gong.”
“It’s electric power.”
I was about to spar with a relatively relaxed mind.
That moment.
‘ah. Come to think of it.’
Just one thought.
It passed through my mind.
‘There was one skill you acquired recently, right?’
Umm.
I haven’t used it in real life yet.
This time, I’ll try writing it as if I’m practicing in real life.
It wouldn’t be bad, right?
“then… “Going at full power?”
“Come!”
After refining the tactics to deal with him in my head.
Take a stance.
My old fighting stance holding two daggers.
While maintaining that posture, at the same time.
I muttered to myself.’
‘Skill activated…’
[Skill: ‘Assistant Chef’ activates.]
Then.
It was behind my back.
About ten wooden daggers that I didn’t choose.
“…?”
Floating…
those daggers.
It slowly rose into the air.
As if it had its own will.
Daggers arrayed behind my back.
Why is that possible?
A new skill I acquired when my level exceeded 30.
[Assistant Chef]
[Invisible assistant chefs assist you in your work.]
[Assistant chefs share the player’s stats.]
[Assistant chefs have the trait ‘Intermediate Cooking Tool Skill’]
[Assistant Chef] The effect was simple.
Exactly as it appears in the description.
‘Something invisible helps me cook.’
The funny thing is.
That something is beyond being invisible and seems to have no substance at all.
Thanks to.
Bang… boom…
like that.
The sword appears to be floating in the air.
“good. Then let’s go… Ah?”
The activation of the skill has also ended.
I tried my best to hit Seohwan.
“….”
“….”
“….”
“hey?”
The training ground of Tianshan Gate.
A thick silence fell in that large place.
no.
To be precise, not everyone was silent.
“Oh my god. Abubbubbubb….”
Only one person.
The thing that is hitting the parent with crazy force.
The pig man who tried to cut me in two the other day.
That’s it.
Even though I heard Miho nagging me.
He was still looking at me with a not so pretty look…
“Ah ah. “It was really like that earlier.”
“?”
“I have committed a deadly sin!”
That’s him.
He hits his head on the floor with great force.
“…what?”
I was watching and wondering what this was going on.
“…haha. “It’s ridiculous.”
Seohwan also seemed speechless.
I gently put down the baton that I was holding tightly with both hands.
“I never thought I would see something more amazing than the Fortress of Heaven in just these few days. “I should say he is a great silversmith.”
and.
Miho was sitting in the corner watching the sparring match.
“I thought I had an eye for talent, but I was wrong.”
She seemed to be looking at the daggers floating behind my back with blank eyes.
Soon he muttered in a low voice.
“It’s a sword…”
In that voice.
I was filled with astonishment that I could not hide.
“What kind of martial art should I create for someone who treats such things so casually…?”
* * *
like that.
The development of martial arts for Sergeant Shin Young-jun begins.
This was around the time when 10 legion soldiers began learning martial arts from Seohwan.
Northwest of Gangwon-do.
The black wall at its extreme.
“We have arrived, master.”
“Uhm~ Finally?”
there.
A group of people settled down.
Dozens, maybe closer to a hundred people.
And a huge coffin that they politely lifted and carried.
Inside that coffin.
A woman appeared.
“Whew! It’s been a while since I’ve been like this without worrying about what other people think.”
Brilliantly flowing blonde hair.
Even though he is wearing a rough military uniform, he is not covered.
Unrealistically beautiful appearance.
and.
The blood-red eyes and sharp fangs combined with the unrealistic appearance create a strange feeling of fear.
“I would like to enjoy a little vacation, but if I do that, I will have my master’s favor revoked…”
A nobleman of the night.
Baron of the Karstein clan.
Ariela Karstein.
She is a corner of Cheorwon-gun.
I entered the territory of the Green Mane tribe.
“Then where?”
Those red eyes.
I found a [Green Mane Warrior] wandering around.
“Shall we call in the troops first?”