A red aura envelops the battlefield.
"...Hahaha! Who is this?"
The bull with his head pressed down was smiling sarcastically at me, and the red lion receiving that smile was dominating the battlefield while letting out a cold cry.
"I was already missing you, so this is good."
"..."
"Executor of the Empire."
Hwang So-yul's eyes, glaring at me with a bitter smile as he climbed onto the guillotine, were filled with genuine hostility.
"Is that you...?"
"..."
"The guy who destroyed my hideout."
His voice drops to a low tone with a soft sigh.
"Didn't I tell you?"
"..."
"Shut up."
The force with which the emotional hand pressed against his head grew stronger.
"That's right."
"..."
"If it's not you, there's no one crazy enough to do something like that."
"..."
Hwang So-yul nodded, letting out a confident laugh.
"By the way, how did you stop it?"
"..."
"She must have been beheaded, how is she still alive?"
"Please stop."
"You have to stop it."
Even though the situation could have crushed my skull, Hwang So-yul tried to act calm and sneered, but he rolled his eyes and started spitting threats at me.
You just touched someone you shouldn't have touched.
"Can't you see?"
"..."
"What are the people around you doing right now?"
-Redhead! Take your hands off the bull rate contestant's head right now!
-If you do not follow orders, you will be executed immediately.
As Hwang So-ryul said, there were countless spears and swords pointing at me around me.
A smile spread across Hwang So-yul's face as he saw the sharply sharpened weapons and arrowheads reflecting the light.
"Look, I told you, you're the one who should stop."
"..."
"You are nothing more than an intruder interrupting a sacred game."
"..."
"Besides, I am the youngest of the most noble family in this country."
My eyes begin to grow cold as the sullen lips rise.
"Surely... I'm using a magic sword and acting so confidently?"
"..."
"Puhahaha!! Ha... What kind of family is my family, do you think they can't hide that much?"
"..."
"Look, the sword is gone."
"..."
"Who took it?"
-Kwaaaak.
As Hwang So-ryul said, the magic sword used in the battle had disappeared.
As if the situation were entirely my play, all the evidence and circumstances surrounding me seemed like mere spoilers interfering with the unmanned game I was fighting with integrity.
-Plop...
'I didn't know things would get this big.'
I was so angry.
I was so angry that I gave up on trying to resolve this difficult situation. If I had been even a little bit slower, Shuen would have died.
If I hadn't come to see Cheongseol-ah's game, and if I hadn't noticed that the person wearing the pink mask was Shuen, the person who came into my enclosure might have died.
I was momentarily impressed by the magic of the grown Shuen, but then I was filled with anger at this guy's cowardly trick that ruined the fun.
That's why.
"Mr. Hwang So-yul, I have just one question for you."
I made a decision about his treatment that was in my hands.
"Do you want to live?"
"...what?"
"I asked if you wanted to live."
"Are you crazy?"
"..."
"Since things aren't going my way, I'll beg for my life. Is that it...?"
"Let me ask you again."
"..."
"Do you want to live?"
Hwang So-yul seemed unwilling to stop his thoughts, which were steeped in pride.
"You don't understand the situation?"
"..."
"You just touched someone you shouldn't have touched?"
"..."
"Idiot... this isn't the empire."
"..."
"When your father comes down, it's over for you. Ask him why he wants to die."
Hwang So-yul didn't stop laughing and instead asked me a question.
"You really want to live?"
"..."
"If you want to live, beg, and I'll think about it."
-Kwaaaah.
The hand holding his head tightens.
I don't know if he doesn't feel pain or if he's enduring it, but I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes tightly at the sight of him laughing bizarrely, even though it was clear that he was in so much pain that his skull was cracked.
"You have a problem with your mouth."
"..."
"Your hands are also a problem."
"..."
"Your very existence seems problematic to me."
"hey."
"That's why..."
-Crackle...!
"Let's kill him."
"for a moment..."
"I gave you a chance."
"ì¼ì´ ê°ìë¼ì¼!!!"
The aura that had been spreading around him suddenly gathered around his right hand, which was pressing down on his head. It was tempting to kill him painlessly, but there was no time.
I feel someone with an unusual aura approaching me quickly.
"Fuck...!"
Perhaps, this kid's parents raised him poorly. The head of the Golden Sword family, who had been watching the entire match from afar, wouldn't have stood by and watched his son die.
"Reflect on yourselves in hell."
"Aaaa ...
"..."
“The background check on you is already over… If you kill me, do you think our family will leave the princess you serve alone?”
"..."
At that moment, I remembered the girl's face and spoke in a low voice, putting away my aura.
"If you can kill me, then you can."
"...what?"
Worrying only makes you hesitate in making a choice.
"...you."
If you do something, you should naturally take responsibility for it.
"no way..."
If you didn't intend to finish it, you wouldn't have started it in the first place.
For the first time, Hwang So-ryul's eyes were filled with fear, and a red aura began to swirl around his hand like a haze.
"Take a cool breath."
"..."
"Because it will be the last time I breathe air."
-Oh my god!!!
·
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A stadium with clouds of dust flying around.
Only silence flowed over the stadium where blood dripped down.
"Ugh... Ugh..."
In contrast to the one breathing heavily, the one breathing calmly stood up and slowly began to emerge from the cloud of dust.
"All hands, prepare for battle!!!"
Those who saw the figure walking out from beyond the thick cloud of dust began to raise their weapons and become nervous.
Depending on who comes out from beyond, their future and future work will be greatly affected.
-Thump. Thump. Thump.
Inyeong, visible beyond the clouds of dust, began to walk out, raising both hands, despite the knights' worries.
"I surrender."
"..."
"Don't look at me like that. It's embarrassing."
"..."
"Oh my..."
The first person to emerge was Hwangcheon, the head of the Golden Sword Family who had been watching all of this from afar.
"What happened to my son?"
The Hwangcheon, who was walking towards me with a strong murderous aura, began to approach me with his sword drawn as if he was going to twist my neck and kill me at any moment.
"Answer me!!!"
"I left it to live."
"what...?"
“I won’t be told I’m handsome anymore….”
Through the trembling eyes of 'Hwangcheon', the figure of his son collapsed on the stadium began to appear.
I let out a sigh of relief at the sight of Hwang So-yul, who seemed to have fainted and was having a seizure with his eyes rolled back, but his eyes turned back to me and began to show hostility.
"All Qing knights, listen up!"
"..."
"Arrest the sinner who interfered with the sacred duel right now!!!"
"..."
"If you resist, you may be shot immediately."
The crowd began to put cold handcuffs on my hands. Their expressions, trembling and glaring, didn't make me feel particularly good, but I didn't want to cause any more trouble, so I sighed and surrendered myself to their hands.
-Clang.
"Don't move."
"all right."
“If you talk nonsense….”
"All right."
People are truly scary.
Many people's eyes are turned towards me.
The terrified expressions of the crowd and the hatred of the father who almost lost his son are directed at me.
-Who is that person...?
-I don't know who he is, but he's amazing... He took down Hwang So-yul in one blow.
-If that person had participated, there would have been chaos.
-Shh! Don't make eye contact...
The one with the most worried expression among them was looking at me.
"Hyunmin..."
Shuen watched me being led away by the soldiers, his expression uneasy. Shuen's clenched fists seemed ready to use magic to escape at any moment, and I shook my head with a faint smile.
"it's okay."
"But..."
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Hyungmin...!!!!"
Shuen finally seemed to have calmed down from his fear, and he pushed the soldiers away and hugged me, beginning to let go of his pent-up emotions.
"What are you doing!!"
"Don't touch!"
"Get him out now!!!"
As soon as Shuen was held in my arms, she began to bury her face in my chest and burst into tears that she had been holding back.
"Huhhhh!!!"
"..Mr. Shuen?"
"The smell of pine... I like it."
It felt like I was stuck in a strange place though.
"Mr. Shuen."
"..."
"You need to listen carefully from now on."
I whispered softly in Shuen's ear.
"Mr. Shuen."
"four?"
"Find Mr. Malik."
"...The boss?"
"It'll be nearby."
It seemed like things wouldn't go smoothly.
I nodded, looking at the handcuffs on my hands with a faint smile.
"It's amazing to see handcuffs in my life."
"Shut up and walk!!"
"All right."
so….
Guided by the knights' rough hands, I asked one person who had witnessed all this.
So you look at all this and you think, can you still keep this friendship, this is the friendship you wanted to keep?
I moved slowly, asking silent questions.
"let's go."
Cheongseol-ah started running towards me. Not towards her friend, who was bleeding and unconscious, but towards the outsider and the sinner who ruined the game.
"Wait...just a moment!"
"Get out of the way!"
"What a misunderstanding!"
The knight who had stopped the rushing Cheongseol-ah pushed her away with a cold expression. She was no longer a princess of a nation, but merely a masked contestant.
“If you interfere with the extradition of the criminal, you will be disqualified…!”
"It's clear that Hwang So-ryul is the demon sword...!"
"shut up!!"
"wait a minute!!"
Cheongseol-ah's eyes tremble.
Looking at the magic sword that disappeared next to my fallen friend.
"This is..."
I had a feeling something was wrong.
*
I can't believe it.
I couldn't believe everything I was seeing with my own eyes.
The sword that had breathed through countless nightmares, and his maddening eyes that seemed ready to kill his opponent.
Cheongseol-ah couldn't come to her senses as the old friend who had whispered hope to her now looked like a demon.
It's unbelievable.
Because it was something I didn't want to believe.
Cheongseol-ah, who had a hard time organizing her thoughts among countless memories, made one decision.
First of all, I need to talk to the person who has the answers to all of this.
"I have to go."
I had to let him go.
If it weren't for him, people might have died.
He should have claimed his innocence before something terrible happened.
Because it's the right thing to do.
That way, you can hear the correct answer.
"I have to go find my father."
The moment when Cheongseol-ah, who had made a decision, stood in front of the King's audience chamber.
"You cannot enter."
The two knights guarding the door to the audience room blocked the door with their spears crossed.
"It's urgent."
"There was an order from His Majesty not to let even the princess in."
"I'll take responsibility, so please let me in."
"No."
The moment when Cheongseol-ah, who thought she didn't have time, tried to forcefully open the door.
-Let me go.
My body began to stiffen as I heard a familiar voice coming from beyond the audience room.
-Don't refuse.
-If you don't let go, it's war.
-Even if you are Princess Desmunt, I cannot grant your request.
Because I heard the princess's voice.