How to Survive as a Player Chapter 110

#110

As he had once done, Fan looked at Park Seung-geon with eyes looking for a place to drink. The blue eyes located above the clasped hands took on a keen light.

Sehyun was able to read many things in Fan’s stiffened expression. The current situation, the ugly atmosphere around him, and even his angry appearance.

[You will be severely punished for tampering with your country’s technological capabilities. Also, the price for kidnapping and harming my allies is… I warn you that it will be terrible, regardless of my will. You had better not think that it will end in punishment.]

“It seems like you don’t know what it means to be evangelized.”

Park Seung-gun returned the warning with laughter.

“It seems like the Engineering Empire still thinks that these Celestials belong to the authorities… . Hmm, let me check it for you.”

Park Seung-geon got up and came to where Se-hyeon was. Slow-moving steps felt dangerous. Sehyun realized this and stepped back, but he was unable to avoid Park Seung-gun, who approached with long strides.

“I didn’t like it anyway.”

His grinning gaze turned to Sehyun’s hideously pierced wings. As soon as an anxious thought crossed my mind, Sehyun’s shoulder was grabbed by a strong hand. In the shaking field of vision, there were fierce pupils that had become so small that their whites were fully exposed.

Sehyun knew those eyes. He had unforgettable eyes filled with fanatical obsession.

Park Seung-gun had a habit of being obsessed with ‘new things’. He never used anything that had been burned by someone else’s hands, and he broke, tore, or discarded any part that had been burned by someone else’s hands.

As soon as I realized it, my whole body started shaking. Sehyeon has never been the target of this, so I forgot about it.

That he was like that even when he was alive.

“… hand… Earth… .”

“I won’t die.”

The words I barely spoke were cut off midway. Sehyun shook off the hand that was climbing up his shoulder and moved his body. However, as soon as he twisted his shoulder, his hair was grabbed and slammed to the floor.

“ah… “It was too strong.”

The smell of hot blood passed through my nose. Blood ran across one eye, leaving a clear blood stain on the ground. Se-hyeon looked at the dripping blood with a blurry gaze, and only when one side of his vision turned red did he realize that it was his own blood.

Park Seung-geon climbed on top of Se-hyeon’s skinny waist, pressing down on Se-hyeon’s helpless head. The strong legs tightened around my waist, which seemed to be a handful, so that I could not move it.

“Give me two lower grades.”

Park Seung-gun asked something from the man next to him. Two potions were placed on Park Seung-gun’s hands with a small sound of the bottles hitting each other.

It was a silver potion that had been refined to the point of being transparent.

“Open your mouth.”

‘Open your mouth.’

It’s the same thing, but different. Those words I had heard so many times reminded me of someone. So I held on.

I tried my best to hold on by keeping my mouth shut and my neck curled, but my actions quickly became useless as one more man joined me. The hand that held her jaw until it was broken forced the teeth apart and inserted her hand.

“Drink if you don’t want to die.”

The cool liquid that entered my open mouth wet my tongue and went down my throat. I didn’t even cough. It took a moment for a pot of potion to be emptied.

[stop… to do.]

With a crackling sound, the fan spoke, revealing its narrow limit. Park Seung-gun just looked at that dangerous figure for a moment. As if engraving a hierarchy.

And when the gaze shifted, Park Seung-gun gave a cold command.

“Hold on tight.”

“Ha, no… mind… crane… !”

Sehyeon’s arms were held tightly by thick hands. His head was still crushed by Park Seung-gun. Before his eyes, white and then black spread.

The pain came when black dots began to cover my white vision. It was so painful that all my nerves were cut out. The hand that grabbed the root of the wing and ripped it off did not even contain the slightest acknowledgment.

I didn’t even know I was screaming. I was swallowed up in so much pain that not even the horrendous screams could reach my ears, and I was trapped in a world that blinked several times.

Even though Sehyun twisted her back, struggled with her hands and feet, and screamed, Park Seung-geon did not stop.

Wood-duk-

As blood dripped from my fingernails scratching the floor, I heard the sound of wings being ripped out. The blood that came out of the razor blade and the torn off wing ridge soaked the white clothes at an alarming rate.

“under… “It’s stuck firmly.”

Park Seung-gun, who saw the wings losing their color, clicked his tongue and said. His body, convulsing in pain, was drenched in cold sweat. My body began to develop a high fever and I was panting as if I was about to die.

No, if it weren’t for the potion, I would have died from shock.

“Hold on just one more time.”

Park Seung-gun, who left soft words as if begging, twisted and severed the root of the shaking wing. His body, stiffened by pain, began to twist and struggle again. A lot of blood flowed from his mouth as he gasped in pain.

Just a few seconds like that. The body that was suffering and spitting out blood suddenly became limp. The hands that were scratching the floor, the waist that was twisting while being crushed, and the legs that were kicking the floor, everything had quieted down.

Park Seung-geon poured the remaining potion onto the wing ridge where the wing had been removed. The sound of burning flesh and a terrible smell were all tangled together in the air.

“one more.”

With a faint sound of breathing, Park Seung-geon received another potion from the man next to him. And he poured it back onto the wing porridge.

It was only when the twisted root was healed enough to stop the bleeding that Park Seung-gun shook off his hands and retreated. The gaze that had been slowly scanning his ugly wounds then turned to Fen.

Fan stared at the satisfaction that appeared in Park Seung-geon’s cunning eyes with a frighteningly subdued gaze. The atmosphere became suffocating again.

“I think you understand now.”

[…] You will regret it.]

“Haha, regret? “You’re making too much of a fuss over just one Celestial Race.”

Park Seung-geon slowly rubbed the blood from his hands and returned to his seat. And he threw the hideous, blackened, dying wing in front of Fen.

“It would be better not to ignore our technological capabilities and solidarity alliance. Although the engineering empire’s technological prowess was a prerequisite, we possessed technological prowess that surpassed the acceleration of the Mapok airship. Indeed, what would be faster: the Engineering Empire catching up with my full-bore airship or the Celestials interfering with our trading contract?”

[You’d better keep that arrogance. Only then will this side be able to move without regret.]

“I’m sorry. Well, that’s good. Contract review must be done carefully. I will give you more time. We look forward to seeing you again soon after your positive review. If you change your mind, just sign the contract I sent you. After the effectiveness is verified, the indicator of my empire will appear on the contract. Well, by then we’ll already be on the same boat, so we won’t be able to invade.”

[The next day.]

Park Seung-gun’s cheek twitched. Their gazes clashed sharply as if they were touching each other. Fan’s gaze slid down and went to the wing left on the floor.

The eyes were uneven, but showed anger. When her eyes turned to Park Seung-gun again, she opened her tightly closed mouth.

[I hope you are doing well until then.]

The communication ended with cold words of concern. It was the fan who cut off communication first. The heterogeneous afterimage that had occupied one side of the hull disappeared and what was revealed was a modified piping and wire system that was even arranged in a mess.

Park Seung-geon quietly pushed his temples up as he looked at one side of the strangely modified ship.

What Fan said at the end. Could provocation be so ominous?

Finding a specific airship in this wide Elix is ​​not at all easy. Moreover, an airship that has completely erased its location tracking program and protection system.

It was because of this that Park Seung-gun was able to run around like a colt with no reins. Because there is a corner of belief.

“… “Mapok can’t catch up with this yet.”

Park Seung-gun shook off the ominous feeling. However, he ordered the launch of an emergency system in case of an emergency.

“From this point on, maximum output will be maintained and the tour will end as is. “Send an official letter to the member countries, and since you may be tracked, take an emergency route and return to the Empire.”

“yes.”

The Earthen Empire was an empire built by digging dirt deep in the mountains. Among those deeply involved, only a handful of people knew the location of the Toje Empire. Therefore, for Park Seung-geon, the empire was like an impregnable fortress.

There was no place safer than there, no place more secluded than there.

The moment the hand stopped tapping his temple, Park Seung-geon realized the presence of Se-hyeon, who was breathing lightly.

“And take that one away. If his condition worsens, throw him another bottle of potion and report when he wakes up. Oh, if you want to die, touch me.”

Everyone had no choice but to swallow their saliva at the crude smile containing a warning. The arm wrapped around his skinny waist lifted his limp body and began to leave the main room. Park Seung-gun quietly followed the figure, moving only his eyes.

And when the figure disappeared from sight, his eyes turned to the dead wing left on the ground. An uncontrollable appetite instantly ate away his brain.

It’s been like that all along, and it’s still like that now.

Park Seung-gun clenched his jaw and suppressed his desire. After clenching his chin for a long time until his soft skin cracked, Park Seung-geon finally succumbed to the smell of blood that stung his nostrils.

“The Celestial Race… all… “I have to die.”