Infected - Chapter 562



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Side story episode 49

At that moment, the old man’s eyes shone fiercely.

“… That’s about it. If you don’t want to lose everything.”

Jaejae, who was walking, stops and glares at him.

“What, you said you weren’t going to threaten me earlier. I guess you don’t want to get hit.”

“Are you afraid of being at this age?”

“That’s right. What are you pretending it’s not? Are you kidding me?”

“It’s to prevent things from going to ruin. Let’s leave that reason aside… … . But anyway, you’re not ordinary.”

“What now?”

The old man glanced around once more.

“I have a rough idea of ​​what you have prepared, and you are curious about what I have prepared, right? That is why you are acting so rough on purpose. You look like you are in your mid-to-late 30s at most, but inside you is a thousand-year-old snake coiled up.”

“The inspiration is just so quick-witted… … .”

Only then did Jae-jae relax his face and fold his arms.

At this point, I could feel that my opponent was no ordinary person.

“I’m not saying you should make a decision right now. I’m saying we should declare a ceasefire for the next few days and take some time to think. What do you think?”

“But is this what you think? Or is it what that kid above you thinks?”

“…Does that matter?”

“No matter how I look at it, it seems like a dogmatic idea, so I’m asking. We know enough about you now, and we’ve even raided a base. We’ve captured dozens of prisoners. You’re probably going to start preparing for it even if it means you’re starting to feel the strain, but you’re suddenly calling for a ceasefire? That’s strange.”

“They say you can know the depth of ten feet of water, but not the heart of a person. How can we all have the same thoughts? The teacher and some others are encouraging war, but I think differently.”

“How is it different?”

The old man’s gaze turned to his wristwatch.

The surroundings were slowly getting dark.

“We don’t have much time, but I’ll tell you because we may not see each other again. If you look at us from the outside, you’ll probably think we’re war-mongers who start wars under the pretext of balance. Well, I won’t deny it. But there are people like me who are obsessed with balance itself. They truly want peace.”

“So what you’re saying is, let’s find a balance for real peace, and then I’ll act as a mediator and try to lead the situation well. That’s what it’s like.”

“Yes.”

The old man bowed his head and clasped his hands politely.

Jaejae, who had been standing there blankly like a statue, started walking.

Then he walked up to the old man’s nose and blocked his way like a wall.

The two people seemed like two completely different creatures due to their overwhelming physical difference.

“… Look straight into my eyes.”

The eyelids, weighed down by time and covering half of the pupil, turn upward.

“Once a kid covets someone else’s property, he never changes. The same goes for threats. I don’t care what you think. Even if justice were to survive for you, the result would be the same.”

The old man stared silently into Jae-ui’s life-giving eyes.

The eyes of a man who had taken countless lives over a long period of time were clearly different.

Even the elderly who had been through all sorts of hardships would become stiff all over.

“Yes. I am a man who fights to protect. However, if you think that I will only defend, you are mistaken. Now that I know that your roots are the Nameless Sect, I will never be able to stop this war.”

Finance leaned down and put his face in.

“That’s all for the conversation. So if you want to live, run away. As far away as you can. To a place where I can’t find you. I can kill you and end the war, but you are different. Even if you kill me, the war won’t end. Another me, another us, will keep chasing you, cutting open your stomach and digging out your insides. Don’t forget.”

“… … .”

The old man just stood there silently without saying a word.

What can I say?

If someone can look into those eyes and still say what they want to say, they are probably an animal, not a human.

A beast that is terribly faithful to its instincts.

There was a brief silence.

The old man took a step back and bowed his head politely once again.

Then he slowly turned around and disappeared along the path he had come from.

Jaejae, who was left alone, stared at her back until the end and then turned around.

The old man’s words, somehow packaged plausibly.

But when you look at them one by one, none of them make sense.

The bottom line was to do whatever they tell you.

Finance looked thoughtfully at the snipers who silently stood their ground until he disappeared.

What do they want?

Simple survival? Then you should take the old man’s words to heart.

But that wasn’t the case for the survivors in Seoul I’ve seen over the past decade.

I wanted to survive, but I also wanted to live like a human being.

I wanted to live with my head held high and my chest held high without being embarrassed.

Finance also did its best to protect their pride.

So, a cowardly survival means nothing to them.

They were people who had to fight to protect the lives they had created, even if it meant dying.

Finance, walking down the street, waves to the top of a building.

Then, all those standing by the window saluted.

There was no reason not to fight.

* * *

The moment when Finance first met the old man at the crossroads.

Eugene was in the prison located underground in the safe zone under the mountain.

It was a structure that made it possible to communicate by making a hole in the glass window.

The stern-faced mole looks at Eugene.

“Why do you keep coming here?”

“Let’s talk.”

“Come tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow? Why?”

“I have nothing to say today, so get out. Don’t ask questions.”

“Spotted.”

“I told you not to call me that.”

“Over the past few years… … .”

“Oh, stop that shit for a few years, you crazy bastard. Aren’t you sick of it?”

The spotted one muttered with an annoyed look on his face.

“Ha, right. You have your reasons, too. What’s the reason? Do you have a family somewhere else? No. At such a young age, what kind of family would you have?”

“Whether it’s there or not. I don’t know, so just go away.”

Despite the cold reaction, Eugene did not give up.

“Dot. If you repent and ask for forgiveness even now, I can save you.”

“I have no intention of living. Go away.”

“Why on earth? Why do you give up so easily? Do you know how much effort it took for you to be born into this world and get to this point? Please come to your senses!”

“hey.”

The polka dot farted.

“… I’m from an orphanage, you idiot. Who put in the effort?”

“Yes, even if you were an orphan, someone would have taken care of you anyway.”

“This is fucking crazy, really.”

“Okay. You can curse me. You can criticize me. But I won’t let you die like this. Never.”

“Shall I tell you a secret?”

“…what?”

When the polka dot snapped its fingers, it motioned for him to come closer.

Eugene put his face against the glass window.

A whispering voice came through a hole in the window.

“… I can’t stand to see that nonsense anymore, it’s so disgusting.”

Eugene frowned.

“Isn’t it easy for me to talk while looking at your face?”

“If you know, then go away. I’m not really in the mood to talk today. Don’t bother me and just go away.”

The spotted boy kicked the chair with his foot, walked to the corner, and lay down.

It’s understandable to get angry at least once.

Eugene tilted his head, lost in thought.

During that time, I visited the prison without missing a single day.

If things continued as they were, Dotbak would soon be executed under Seoul’s military law.

There is only one way to save him.

It was to repent for the past, establish merit, and wash away sins.

Of course, even that was a matter that had to be left to the discretion of the leader, Jaejae.

But Eugene couldn’t give up.

He intended to persuade Jeombagi with the intention of grasping at straws, and furthermore, to persuade Jaeje through Gaon and Seonwoo.

But the spotted owl I saw today was different from usual.

What should I say?

It feels like the conversation itself is being blocked.

He wasn’t very cooperative to begin with, but today it went too far.

Eugene felt depressed for no reason.

He’s struggling like this, trying to survive somehow.

It made sense since the other person seemed completely uninterested.

Eugene stood up from the chair in front of the glass window.

Then I walked down the hallway, thinking about stopping for a while.

Rather, it seemed that this kind of behavior took away the time to think.

That takes time.

To be honest, I wanted to go to the finance office right away and grab the hem of my pants.

But the finances he saw were those of a principled people.

I don’t know about Gaon and Seonwoo, but that’s how it looked to Eugene.

This is someone who, once they decide on something, must follow through on it unconditionally.

So Eugene left the hallway with slumped shoulders.

* * *

It wasn’t long before footsteps began to be heard in the hallway again.

Step, step! Step, step!

The ears of the spotted owl that was lying on the bed perked up.

It wasn’t a pair of combat boots.

I slowly got up and suddenly burst out laughing.

‘So this is how it goes.’

That’s right.

These footsteps will probably be the last sound I hear in this world.

Because the spy he killed also died like this.

It was an ending that could be predicted without having to think too hard.

When I actually thought about dying, many thoughts ran through my head.

From the oldest scenes in memory to today.

Still, I lived a life without regrets.

There is no guarantee what will happen to the families detained in the organization, but those in the governor’s safe zone will be safe.

It was funny.

I was brainwashed like that again and again.

It was different when I actually experienced it in person.

In this war, it was impossible to predict who would win.

But if possible, I hope that Seoul, the backbone of Gaon and Sunwoo that Eugene met, wins.

If the organization wins, families on both sides may be at risk.

“Fuck… … .”

I felt empty.

All I can do is think like this.

Of course, there is also a way to fight the unknown guy here and escape.

Or just sit back and use his body as evidence.

Just like Eugene’s wind.

But the polka dot knew.

The more you struggle, the more miserable your end awaits you.

When I was first raised in the organization.

Eugene clearly saw the end of the traitors.

Even that was part of mental education.

The spotted eyes that had been reminiscing with hazy eyes turned toward the door.

The sound of footsteps that had been approaching stops in front of the door.

Now, I’ll open that door and come in.

“after…….”

The spotted man took off the hood he was wearing, leaving only a thin t-shirt on.

Even when I go, I want to go light.

At that moment, I carefully opened the gray hood and put it down.

The sound of unfamiliar footsteps tickled my ears.

At the same time, the hand that was trying to open the door stopped moving.

In that moment, a code of conduct flashed through Dot’s mind.

“Spies don’t travel in pairs.”

So then who is the owner of those footsteps?

Tick, tick.

In the quiet hallway, the only sounds were the ticking of the wall clock and the sound of footsteps.

The sound of the second hand filling the space between the feet.

The owner of the footsteps broke the mysterious beat and turned the corner.

But when he saw him, the spotted cat’s eyes widened.

Eugene suddenly appears.

“Ha, why is that person… … .”

The spotted one lowered his head with a sigh.

Not even Gaon or Seonwoo.

Why on earth did Eugene come back at this timing?

“Hey, what are you doing?”

Eugene, standing in the middle of the hallway, asked the spy.

“What are you doing, you punk? Put the keys down.”

The spy put down the key obediently.

Instead, he pulled out the dagger with his other hand.

The spotted man, who had been watching the situation, shouted urgently.

“Run away quickly!”

“Don’t go!”

“Go away! What are you going to do? I’m going to die anyway! Stop doing useless things… … .”

“Yeah! That’s how we’re supposed to be! That’s how you’re supposed to be my brother! That’s enough. I know you haven’t changed, so that’s enough for me! Let’s die together here, damn it!”

“Hey you idiot! Listen to me! How are you going to beat that kid!”

Meanwhile, the spy was getting closer and closer.

Eugene takes a deep breath as he locks eyes with the guy.

A critical situation.

however.

Despite his fierce gaze, Eugene quickly stepped back as soon as the distance between them became narrow.

It was a strange inconsistency between words and actions.

Laughter also burst out from the spy’s mouth.

But that smile didn’t last long.

“… … ?”

Because two familiar people appeared behind Eugene.

Infected people