Constituent contract - Chapter 801
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Episode 801: Don’t you feel any pangs of conscience?
“Not now, but maybe in the future you will be worthy of being my man. Your potential is very great.
But if we leave this place, we will be enemies again. I will still have to kill you. What a pity.”
Naengwol-an said with a slightly regretful tone.
“If you try to kill me, I will do my best to kill you. You are strong, and the chance of dying by my hand is slim to none, but I will do it anyway. Even if I have to die after receiving your letter of rebellion.”
Yongjin looked at the cold moon and spoke very calmly.
Yongjin spoke calmly, but he was brimming with confidence and enthusiasm.
Naengwol-an blankly stared at Yongjin and then smiled. The smile on her cold and pretty face was so beautiful that it touched her heart. In particular, the smile that she smiled while staring into his eyes was enough to make him dizzy.
“Interesting. I’ve always wanted to meet a man who would push me to my death.”
Naengwol-an said with an expectant expression.
“Are you crazy?”
Yongjin was dumbfounded. Where did this beautiful woman put her brain?
Naengwol-an did not get angry, but instead smiled slightly as he spoke.
“You don’t know me. My life is so dull. There’s nothing but killing. I want to know what it feels like to be killed by someone. But no one has ever satisfied me. I’ve been constantly chasing blood to satisfy my desires, but that foolish guy hasn’t even been able to hurt me. On the contrary, he tried to compete with me in fame and suppress me. If he’s promoted to the rank of Four Heavenly Warriors this time and enters the realm of damage without being a threat, I’ll cut off his head.”
Yongjin’s heart sank. What on earth is her origin that makes her so perverted? Aren’t you afraid of causing trouble by killing the blood relative?
As if he had read Yongjin’s thoughts, Naengwol-an opened his mouth.
“Unlike you, our apostles believe that the strong are not created, but rather come out through death. It’s a sort of law of survival of the fittest. We believe that the truly strong are those who don’t die. Since dying isn’t being truly strong, the only standard for proving who is truly strong is death.”
“So you think you’ll never die?”
Yongjin asked.
“Yeah, I believe I won’t die. I won’t be killed by someone as strong as me. It’s not arrogance, it’s confidence that’s been built up from killing people since I was five.”
Naengwol-an said calmly.
“You are so sure that you will not die, so why do you want to cooperate with me and escape? If you are going to die, why don’t you go alone?”
Yongjin asked.
“The strong all have great luck, so they don’t die easily. When they are cornered by death, they have a single thread of life. If they grab it, they can escape danger. For a long time, I survived like this. That’s why I thought that when you were cornered, heaven had closed the door on you. However, when heaven closes a door, it also opens a window. Heaven doesn’t just open the way for you to die.”
Naengwol-an said.
“haha.”
“Why are you laughing?”
Naengwol-an said with a displeased look. She took Yongjin’s laughter as ridicule.
“That’s your opinion. Not everyone is as lucky as you.”
Yongjin said with a slightly angry expression.
“For example?”
“I am the prophet. Heaven does not spare me. When I am cornered, Heaven does not just close the door, but also lets a dog in.”
Yongjin had no choice but to grind his teeth.
“Hehehe……”
At Yongjin’s words, Naengwol-an laughed heartily.
“I guess you’re just unlucky? Hey, wait a minute. Are you just insulting me?”
The cold moon suddenly attacked. The cold bone sword flew quickly towards Yongjin. When Yongjin reacted, it had reached his lower abdomen.
Yongjin was startled and quickly retreated. However, even though he reacted quickly, he still got slightly wounded by the sword. Yongjin’s brother could also feel the coldness of the sword.
The wound was not deep, only slightly peeling off the skin. However, Yongjin was terrified that his brother would be cut off. Fortunately, his brother was unharmed, but if he had been cut off, even if he grew back, it would not have felt the same as before.
“Are you crazy?”
Yongjin, angry, shouted at Naengwol-an.
The veins on Yongjin’s forehead flared. His two eyes flared as if they were about to spit fire. When he glared at him like an angry detective, Naengwol-an seemed a little flustered.
“You… you were the one who swore first, right?”
Naengwol-an said with a snort.
“Who said that he cursed……”
Yongjin realized it only after seeing the stone gate tightly shut behind Naengwol-an. She had misunderstood that Yongjin had been swearing at her by spinning her wheels.
Yongjin was so wronged that he almost vomited blood.
“Why aren’t you attacking? My blood vessel stamina has been greatly damaged, so I’m more seriously injured than you. If you attack now, you’ll kill me with a greater than eight percent chance. Why are you holding back even though you’re angry?”
Looking at Yongjin who was getting angry, Naengwol-an asked with an expression of incomprehension.
“It’s my heart. What’s your concern?”
As soon as Yongjin finished speaking, he moved to the side. It seemed safer to stay away from this woman with a problem in her head.
Although Yongjin has now recovered from his injuries, his eternity and soul power were greatly consumed by his prolonged stay in the abyss using the Flame Brain. This level of loss was not something that could be recovered in a few days.
“You have a good chance, but you don’t plan on killing him? You guys are really hypocritical. When you kill someone, you have to use every means possible. If you don’t kill him, someone else will. I didn’t know you were this foolish.”
A mockery spread across Naengwol-an’s face.
“What do you know?”
Yongjin let out a sneer. There was no need to be polite to a woman like this who couldn’t communicate, nor was there any need to think of her as a woman.
“Huh, are you speechless? If not, tell me what you know.”
Naengwol-an slowly walked towards Yongjin with a sneer on his face.
“Don’t come. I’m afraid of dogs.”
Yongjin glared at Naengwol-an with a wary expression.
“I want to die!”
Cold Moon-an swung his sword at Yong-jin with rage. Yong-jin, who had prepared in advance, immediately drew his red sword and confronted him. The two men who had been fiercely clashing swords stopped after ten minutes.
The two exhausted men sat on the ground, panting for breath. They still had not recovered enough strength to endure the fierce battle.
“You guys… are… hypocritical. You have honey on your lips, but a sword hidden in your mouth. You are vile, shameless, sinister, and evil… ”
Even though he was tired, Naengwol-an still continued to curse.
“Yeah, you’re right.”
Yongjin nodded.
Naengwol-an looked at Yongjin with a blank expression. It seemed as if he didn’t know that she would acknowledge his words.
Yongjin took a deep breath and said.
“But not everyone is like that. The training ground is like a dye pot, and whoever is in it cannot come out without being dyed. It is true that the people you mentioned make up the majority of the degree, but there are still many who hold on to their faith and true love. But what about you? Aren’t your apostles’ dye pots even more thorough? Isn’t what you brainwash every day about killing and lust?
Who do you trust in this world besides yourselves? Can you rely on someone? When you are lonely and alone, who can be with you? When you are happy and joyful, who can you share it with? Don’t tell me that emotions are trash and that skills are all you need. That is trash talk.
Emotions are the innate nature of mankind. Your apostles deliberately kill that nature, but can you really kill it? Do you remember what you felt when you first killed your comrade? Did you not feel any remorse? Did you not feel any sadness, or any regret?
No, you would have. You just suppressed it and sealed your emotions. But you must have been very confused yourself. Why do you want to become strong? To kill people? Or to prove your strength? If that’s true, then how are you any different from a weapon?”
“stop!”
Cold Moon-an shouted. Her ocean-like eyes shook violently, and then she gripped the sword tightly in her hand as if she had remembered something.
Yongjin also held his red sword tightly, ready to attack at any moment. The Apostle Strongman considered it most taboo to have their faith criticized. That was the greatest insult to them.
The two glared at each other for a long time. Nengwol-an, who had been glaring with a murderous expression, gradually softened his murderous expression and suddenly opened his mouth.
“I have something to tell you.”
Inside the cave, Yongjin sat with his knees bent. He kept the Red Sword close by so he could grab it at any time.
Naengwol-an was not at all offended by Yongjin’s vigilance. She was sitting in front of Yongjin and staring at him with her eyes as big as the ocean, but her focus had disappeared as if she was lost in reminiscence.
“The happiest times for me were when I was a child. I was an orphan and suffered from hunger and cold, but that was when I was happiest. In our Sado, all the orphans of the fallen warriors were intensively cared for, but they were free until they were five years old. However, we had nothing to eat. We had to go deep into the mountains to get food ourselves. Sometimes what we ate that day was fruit, or sometimes it was a small animal.
At that time, we were a group of nine friends, and we helped each other. There were times when we skipped meals, but we survived. We were lucky. Other children starved to death while still alive, or were killed by wild beasts deep in the mountains.”
It was a very sad story, but her voice was full of warmth. It seemed as if she was recalling a very beautiful and fond memory.
Yongjin just stared at her silently and listened. It seemed like he saw a real smile on her face for the first time.
“But when I turned five, that happy life came to an end. We were taken away by the adults to perform. We no longer had to starve, but that was when the real nightmare began. We had to take various drugs, undergo physical examinations, and experiment on our bodies with all kinds of cold devices.
At that time, we were trampled like animals in the hands of the Baekjeong. No one resisted, and no one had the ability to do so. Then, some people stayed and others were dragged away. Three people from our group were dragged away.
“I found them later, but they were no longer people. They were people who could not perform, and the apostles judged them as worthless waste who only consumed food.”
Yongjin sighed. That was the apostle’s ideology. If you become strong, you can use any resources you want.
Whoever created everything thought it was theirs, and they could take anything from others.
This was a scary thought. If you are indoctrinated with this thought for a long time, you will gradually become a tool of murder. You only think about stepping on people’s corpses and moving forward, and you think that no weak person deserves to live. To them, the weak are only for the strong, and are just stepping stones for the strong.
Yongjin had been in contact with the Apostles for a long time, so he had some understanding of their beliefs. However, since it was the first time he had heard it from the mouth of the Apostle Kangja, he listened quietly.