Admission is a waste of time (322)
Lesson 63. Year 2 – 2
Ban Yu-won stared blankly at the back of the woman walking ahead of him and thought.
Didn’t you just clearly call me a short-term agent?
“My hip line is attractive.”
The woman who noticed his gaze spoke quietly without looking back.
“It’s a little embarrassing when you stare at me like that.”
“No, I didn’t see the butt.”
“Then is it my tail?”
It was only a little bit, but I had to admit it.
I was wondering what she meant by the word “short-term agent” as I watched her, and before I knew it, my gaze was drawn to the swaying tail that sprouted from her butt.
When he hesitated, not knowing what to say in response, she laughed and continued.
“I know I look ugly. You don’t have to worry about me.”
“Huh? Oh, no. I think she’s attractive. Ruchel… … Well, one of my girlfriends has the characteristics of a water spirit.”
“ah.”
She was momentarily speechless, so she shut her mouth and strode forward.
I heard him mutter, ‘I wonder how you managed to seduce our stone-faced young lady…’ But I felt very wronged because I really had no intention of flattering or seducing her just now.
“So that’s why I saw you.”
“This is Heukseol. Please speak to me informally.”
“That’s why I was looking at Heukseol’s back.”
“It’s not easy.”
Ban Yu-won thought that Heuk-seol, who he had never looked back at, was more difficult, but since he did not have the time to have a personal relationship with her, he quickly got to the main point.
“I was bothered by the fact that you called me the head of the branch.”
“That’s a simple story. You are the leader of the strongest military group in the new religion, the Extermination Group.”
“I see.”
“And Sohyeop came here on behalf of the young lady?”
“Rather than acting in your stead… I think it would be more proper for me to go see my father and tell him about what happened to Yeon.”
“for a moment.”
Black Snow stopped walking and looked back at him.
She was clearly a cold and elegant beauty, but now her mouth was wide open and her eyes were wide open, making her look completely different.
“Did you just say Yeon? Did you allow the young lady to call you by your name?”
“Yes? Yes, but. I call you Yeon, and Yeon calls me Won… … .”
“Oh my… … .”
Oh, hey?
Are you saying that a cold beauty who looks like she wouldn’t even groan if she was just stabbed with a knife let out an exclamation of ‘Wow’?
As Ban Yu-won looked at her with an expression of disbelief, Heuk-seol belatedly came to her senses, coughed in vain, and turned around again.
“The leader is waiting.”
“No, so what does it mean that I am the short-term deputy manager… … .”
“This way.”
Dokgo Yeon never had a way of beating around the bush, but this woman was not as cunning or as sly as she looked.
Since it seemed like she wasn’t going to tell him what he wanted, Ban Yu-won followed her, staring at her tail and ears for no reason.
It was even more annoying that he kept wagging his tail from side to side for no reason, as if he knew that I was watching him.
‘If I react, I lose, so hold on. Hold on… …!’
They soon entered the huge hall, and the moment Ban Yu-won set foot in the hallway, he felt countless eyes flying at him from unseen places.
A high-level stealth technique that is difficult to see through with just one’s own power, excluding the Origin Sword, and an extremely refined murderous intent.
While I was amazed at the level of those guarding this pavilion, I realized anew how my existence was being perceived by them, and a bitter smile came out.
“Please forgive me. They are of low moral character.”
“I guess I should be the one asking for their forgiveness. I don’t have the heart to do that, but… … .”
“… … .”
How irresponsible it is to ask for forgiveness.
Without even thinking about your own mistakes, aren’t you just trying to shake off the burden and feel better?
Ban Yu-won thought it was an escape.
I thought that only by shouldering all the sadness and regret of that day and overcoming it head on would I be worthy of facing her again.
“I am not permitted to enter. Please go in.”
The door opened.
Ban Yu-won felt a heavy force weighing him down and took a step forward.
A human figure was visible beyond the curtain drawn in the center of the large room.
I knew as soon as I saw it that it wasn’t a clone.
An anonymous body.
There was a leader of a new religion, a being revered and called Cheonma by higher-dimensional figures.
“So this is how we finally meet.”
Creak— As soon as the door closed, Cheonma opened his mouth and spoke.
Ban Yu-won first bowed deeply to him, then stood up and bowed his head to him again and spoke.
“I want to talk about what happened to Yeon and me.”
“You don’t have to do it, I already know. Have you forgotten who I am?”
I know, you’re the platinum member of Rebellion’s fan club Level Force, ‘NO. 2’.
The battle with Zeno was not included in the Tike, but what happened was explained to some extent in the video uploaded to the channel.
I thought that a father who lost his daughter needed a more detailed story than that… … .
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“I don’t want to make small talk. Just tell me why you came to see me.”
“I need help.”
In the end, Ban Yu-won had no choice but to speak his mind directly.
I thought I should have been a little more careful with my words, but I didn’t feel like putting on airs in front of an absolute powerhouse.
“You don’t bow your head and ask me to kill you.”
“I don’t want to make any action Yeon took for me a mistake or a wrongdoing.”
“Of course, my daughter has never done anything wrong. If there was any fault, it would be yours.”
As if the momentum that had been poured out on him earlier was nothing more than a joke, a terrible pressure that could have torn him apart with just momentum was oppressing him from all sides.
Ban Yu-won stood upright and endured it.
He didn’t back away, he didn’t bend over, he didn’t tremble.
“Tsk… … .”
How much momentum did he have to show?
Cheonma, who saw that Ban Yu-won was holding on and accepting everything even though he could have let it out, immediately lost his momentum just as he had when he had sent it out.
“Your gaze has changed a bit. Okay, I’ll take your resolve.”
The curtain has been drawn.
Sitting there was a middle-aged man who looked exactly like Dokgo Yeon, except for his eyes.
Only one arm was missing, but Ban Yu-won stopped in his tracks, reading a familiar aura from the severed section of the arm.
Cheonma laughed.
“What you saw was correct. This is what happened when we blocked the tower. It was a dimensional severance or something, and for some unknown reason, we couldn’t find a way to recover.”
“Fortunately, I think I can help you.”
As Ban Yu-won said that and took a step forward, Cheon-ma let out a hollow laugh.
“It’s a wound that no one has dared to touch for hundreds of years. And you?”
When Ban Yu-won reached out, Cheon-ma hesitated whether he should hold back his discipline a little more, but he suppressed the impulse to snap out of it, remembering once again that his daughter had risked her life to save him.
But as soon as Ban Yu-won’s hand touched the cross-section, he immediately sensed something strange.
“under.”
It was a short exclamation, but it fully conveyed the shock he felt.
The concepts of ‘disconnection’ and ‘dimension’ that had been gnawing at his wounds for a long time and tormenting him terribly were now flowing out through Ban Yu-won’s hands as if it were a lie.
He and Ban Yu-won were deeply connected through the existence of Dokgo Yeon, and that alone was enough to detach the concept attached to the affected area.
“You… …yes. You were the key.”
Soon, all the energy that had been suppressing Cheonma gathered in Ban Yu-won’s hands.
Cheonma, who had been watching Ban Yuwon put it away somewhere else, nodded with a bitter smile.
“In the end, that child was right. She is my daughter after all… … .”
“You’ll be fine now. There’s something called a life candy. If you eat it and practice, your arm will probably regenerate as well.”
“There is no need for that.”
As Cheonma focused with his shoulders stretched out into the air, an arm flew in from somewhere and landed there.
The arms and shoulders that had been attached in an instant were soon perfectly joined together to the point where it was difficult to find even a single seam, and they became stable as if they had been there from the beginning.
Cheonma nodded and said, bending his fingers as if to check the feeling in his recovered arm.
“I appreciate it. However, I will compensate you separately, and I have no intention of forgiving you for causing my daughter’s death.”
“I have no intention of asking for forgiveness. As I said before, what happened between me and Yeon cannot be resolved through someone else. It is something I must resolve myself.”
“You’re really good at talking fluently.”
As Cheonma snapped his fingers, a chair flew in from somewhere and hit Ban Yu-won’s knees, making him sit on it.
Cheonma sat on the bed and looked down at him, speaking quietly.
“You said you wanted help. Tell me what you want.”
“Please give me some guidance. Anything is fine, but anything that will help me get closer to Yeon is even better.”
“There is nothing in the martial arts of the new religious leader that is not precious. It is a law of non-humanity, so even if someone is my blood relative, if their character is flawed, I will not pass it on.”
“Then I would like to gain some sparring experience.”
“… … Huh, that’s a joke.”
Cheonma snorted at the uninteresting reaction, and the next moment he said something that made Ban Yuwon fall over in surprise.
“You are already a member of the new cult and a candidate for the next leader. I will have to wait and see about your character, but I will lower the conditions for you in recognition of your achievements in healing the cult leader’s long-standing wounds. If you do that, there is no reason why you cannot learn my martial arts.”
“Excuse me, Your Majesty?”
“You will call me father.”
“Are you kidding?”
“The leader of the new religion never jokes.”
I just said it was a joke!
But even if I tried to refute him, it was obvious that I would get a response like, ‘My son-in-law… is talking back?’
Ban Yu-won couldn’t say anything and just opened his mouth.
How did it end up like this?
If I think about it, I had a suspicious feeling ever since I learned Hyeonsin Gong from Dokgo Yeon.
No matter how I looked at it, I could feel the secret that had been going on since before the cult leader.
I thought there wouldn’t be any problems as long as I didn’t go to the martial arts world, but come to think of it, I just walked in on my own two feet.
Wait a minute, could it be that Heukseol calling him Danju Deputy earlier was also a foreshadowing of this?
“You don’t want to become a cult leader?”
“No, it’s something I never thought about, so… … .”
“Then bring my daughter here as soon as possible.”
I close my mouth again at the sharp voice.
Eventually, he realized that it was Cheonma’s own encouragement and nodded.
“I will do so as soon as possible.”
“Very well. The training in martial arts will begin tomorrow at sunrise, so come back here then. Until then, Heukseol will serve you.”
“All right.”
After finishing the interview with the craftsman, Heukseol, who had been waiting in front of him, bowed deeply to him and spoke.
“Congratulations, Danju.”
“I think the attitude and title have changed a little.”
“Well, you can’t treat someone who might die as your superior.”
As expected, it was a foreshadowing.
Even with the word proxy removed, he has now become the unchangeable key figure of the new religion!
No, just wait a minute before that.
“So you’re saying that Heukseol thought that I might come out dead if I went in here?”
“Honestly, I still wonder. If I had the strength, I would have broken off an arm or two.”
In many ways, it’s different from the first impression, Ban Yu-won snickered.
“Please show me a good place to stay. They said classes start tomorrow.”
“Class? Is it possible that the leader himself is teaching martial arts?”
Ban Yu-won, whose heart was lighter than before he met Cheonma, jokingly spoke to Heuk-seol, who was looking at him with eyes of disbelief.
“Are you jealous?”
“I sympathize with you.”
“huh?”
“That girl also shed tears… I wonder how long she can hold out.”
Ban Yu-won became serious as he watched Heuk-seol shaking her head, and she added a word.
“And you can’t sleep tonight. As the leader of the Extermination Corps, there are many things you need to take care of right away. Come with me, it’s overtime.”
“Are you actually an Earthling?”
“It’s a novel approach, but I don’t have the courage to lay a hand on your man, so leave it at that.”
Ban Yu-won found himself becoming less and less familiar with the place called Shingyo.
After working overtime all night, he started learning Cheonma’s martial arts without any time to rest, and it really brought tears to his eyes.
