Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer - Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer chapter 163

163 – East (3)

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Entering the Eunhwaryeong Clinic was not as difficult as expected.

“Next patient, please come in.”

Compared to a typical home in the East, the space is quite spacious. Although it wasn’t quite a mansion, it was at least large enough to accommodate dozens of patients.

What would it be like if a doctor who had come to Seoul returned to the countryside and opened a private hospital?

I was definitely worried that there might be some kind of magic cave spreading inside here.

However, the scenery inside the building was just ordinary.

A woman waiting for her turn holding a crying child, an old man breathing shallowly while holding his cane.

Sometimes people who looked young but did not have a very good complexion came into view.

Really, that was the appearance of an extremely ordinary congressman.

I fell asleep, quite embarrassed.

‘…… I thought maybe they were kidnapping patients and drawing blood.’

This is a thought that occurred to me at some point. Anyway, that’s true, that Unhwalyeong is really providing free medical services without receiving any compensation?

If you think of her standing above the dragons and commanding her legions, it was very difficult to imagine her benevolent side.

Why would the Dragon Emperor or the Unhwaryeong draw people’s blood in the first place?

Not even Eve.

“Umm… ….”

It was so intuitive that I felt uncomfortable, but of course it wasn’t limited to me.

Tsumei, who happened to be on my back, let out a sigh so small that even he couldn’t hear it.

She sat on my back a little higher and immediately whispered in my ear.

“Can you please call Bahamut again?”

And that’s what asking means. I asked back without hiding my nervousness.

“…… Why?”

“No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think I gave you the correct information, that bastard. “There is a collaborator of Carsilion in a place like this?”

Tsumei looked quite lamentable. The voice grumbling, ‘I didn’t believe it’ somehow seems to pierce my heart… ….

‘Actually, that’s not the information the old man gave me.’

It was something I couldn’t bear to say out loud.

Source of information about Eonhwaryeong and Shiryong.

In fact, of course, the Evil Dragon Bahamut did not know the Dragon Emperor’s plan in such detail.

He must have had some knowledge of the seeds of evil.

If we just talk about the Shirong Corps, it is a plan established after the fall of the dragons.

There is no way Bahamut would know something.

Against Tsumei and Flügel, it was still possible to deceive them into thinking that they had shared information right before they were betrayed.

Death Dragon also agreed to take care of it.

So, after going around and around, I ended up being the informant, not him.

Information of the Shiryong Corps, information of Eonhwaryeong.

From my perspective, I was naturally confident, and that was why I planned this raid to the east with confidence…

Tsumei, who was faced with this situation right now, may have felt uncomfortable.

“Maybe it would have been right to torture them a little more.”

“…… It’s my body that suffers from that…… ?”

I guess that’s why he can say such creepy things so casually.

Speaking of torture, was Tsumei even considering such a brutal method?

No matter how important it was, I didn’t want to lend my body for it.

Essentially, when the possession state is lifted, the remaining pain becomes my responsibility.

I sat down on her chair with her calm sigh, thinking that I wanted to get away from Tsumei behind her.

He said, ‘Ah… ….’ Tsumei made a small sound.

The fact that it looks somewhat disappointing is probably due to my mood.

I also leaned against her back and massaged her shoulders.

Of course, the person who glanced at me was Tsumei sitting next to me.

The thought that came to mind was nothing else.

I let out a short sigh as I looked at her body and height.

‘On the outside, it just looks light-.’

“If you say any more than that, I might kill you.”

“?!”

I was unable to continue my thoughts and had to flinch and fall loudly.

Tsumei was glaring at me coldly with her gaze bent diagonally.

What, did you use mind reading? I didn’t raise my voice even once.

As I was sweating alone, Tsumei awkwardly cleared her throat and looked away.

“…… They say I’m a dragon. Because polymorphs are not omnipotent.”

And then, as if she had stabbed me for not saying anything, she continued to explain things step by step. In short, she was in a position where she had no choice but to bring some of her own weight.

When I thought about it that way, I thought maybe it was because I had awakened to Yongin that I was able to carry him without difficulty.

While I was nodding my head in understanding, Tsumei briefly glanced at me with a slightly downcast look in her eyes.

Soon she crawled in and let out her voice like a mumble.

“…… “If I knew it would be difficult, I would have used magic a long time ago.”

It was really cute to see him look so discouraged. Her stiff shoulders and everything felt like nothing was wrong.

I thought with a solemn expression.

‘It’s a cute creature.’

I guess the dragon race is a race full of moe elements more than you might think.

If you look at the fundamentals, Flügel was also a blue dragon.

I couldn’t hold back the laughter that was about to escape, but I decided to pat Tsumei on the back anyway.

“Would you like me to carry you on my back when I go?”

“…… It’s okay… ….”

*****

The waiting time was not long. There were many patients, but the speed at which each patient was seen was so fast that our turn came quickly.

Could it be because the sun was slowly setting?

First of all, it seemed that there were no more patients waiting for treatment after us.

I glanced at the waiting area for a moment and then entered the treatment room.

‘Thank goodness.’

Of course it was a coincidence, but it was nothing bad.

Because you don’t know what will happen from now on.

No longer will unrelated people become involved.

I don’t think there is any other place that can be called an intensive care unit.

Knock, crack.

Keep the weak wooden door closed securely. The sound echoing quietly created a strangely eerie atmosphere.

Tsumei still seemed skeptical.

‘That woman is Eonhwaryeong.’

To reiterate, I had confidence.

Once I saw the face, it had to be that way.

“Welcome.”

Red hair that is not commonly seen in the East or even in the Empire.

It feels different from Grisha’s burning red hair.

If Grisha’s hair gave the impression that it was literally a splendid flame, her frozen fire rather resembled a residual fire that had been burning for a while before being extinguished.

To put it nicely, it is calm, and to be honest, it is gloomy.

More than anything else, there was such a deep pressure in her empty eyes that it was difficult for me to look into them.

What kind of life have you been living?

Even if I didn’t know anything about her appearance, I probably couldn’t help but have a hunch at this moment.

The woman in front of me was none other than King Myeong (冥王) Eonhwaryeong.

“Indeed… ….”

At this time, the gaze of just such a being passed over Tsumei and me.

It was as if his eyes were looking into his inner thoughts.

Eventually, she bobbed her head as if she realized something about her.

And then he mumbled a word.

“It’s worth knowing.”

Even Tsumei couldn’t hide his tension at this moment.

It’s as if he’s saying ‘How?’

Her horns and wings were hidden a long time ago, and all elements that could be suspected, such as her level, presence, and status as a living creature, were concealed.

In fact, the current Tsumei was literally no different from a helpless girl.

If she puts her mind to it, she can quickly regain her original strength, but at least for now, she has to be seen as a purely sick child.

I’m sure it would be so.

Eon Hwaryeong just had a detached expression, and yet, without distracting his sparkling eyes, he naturally shifted his gaze.

The chair was turned round and round.

A low rattling sound echoes.

It was a noise as if something were being manipulated.

“Tch.”

The calm before the storm collapsed at that moment.

Wow!

Without warning, Tsumei placed the dragon’s magic on her right hand, which was hidden behind her back.

That dark red light would be ready to pop out at any time.

The moment you see a hint, strike first.

It felt like that was being said.

The air felt extremely heavy.

Eonhwaryeong is still turning around.

Don’t be nervous even though your back is showing. There was no sign of being wary of this side at all.

Was that confidence?

Attitude as if there is nothing wrong with this.

In my experience, it was something that could only come out if she was confident in her own power.

“… ….”

Click, click.

The noise stopped at that point.

Soon Hwaryeong turned around and sat down again.

Her inorganic gaze turned towards us again.

She held out her hand, clenching her fist, and it was at this moment that Tsumei’s right arm was about to flinch.

Hwaryeong opened her clenched fist and revealed one of her pills.

“It’s an ordinary cold.”

“… ….”

“You will sweat a lot, and your breathing will probably not work as intended. Your body will be very hot, but you just have to hold on for a little while. After swallowing with water…….”

Unfortunately, Eonhwaryeong’s smooth explanation did not come to an end.

She paused for a moment and looked up at Tsumei.

So, she is referring to the woman standing up from her seat in an awkward position and raising her right hand.

Unfortunately, Tsumei was unable to erase the dragon’s magic in time.

Eonhwaryeong let out an embarrassed voice.

“…… Dragon?”

Inside a narrow treatment room with only three people, including me.

There was an extremely uncomfortable silence for a moment.

Just as awkwardly, Hwaryeong glanced at the pill I was holding and soon put down her hand.

She then lowered her gaze and spoke one word.

“The business was there.”

“… ….”

“Shouldn’t you have told me in advance…?” ….”

Me and Tsumei couldn’t return any words.

He was just silent with a complex expression on his face.