Episode 227
After muttering playfully for a while, Lee Jae-hyung went out of the room where the corpses were piled up. He was complaining that he didn’t want to look at the corpses strewn about any more, but Jeong Eun-woo guessed that he probably needed some time to vent his anger alone in the room.
‘You’re trying to save face, even in a place like this.’
Since there were no more eyes to see, Jeong Eun-woo also erased the smile on his lips.
Whether he was conscious of Lee Jae-hee, who was the chairman of the Lee Dang Group, Lee Jae-hyung was the type of person who put a lot of effort into maintaining his image as a royal. He is not a very kind or gentle person, but he is evaluated as a pretty good person in that he does not show his temper openly. However, when he was left alone, he did all kinds of things.
Throwing things is a given, and he also swears and swears loudly. The longest tantrum that Jung Eun-woo knows of lasted a full five hours. Most people know that he acts like that when he gets stressed out about something related to his older sister, Lee Jae-hee.
“What strange people….”
The only good thing is that even if you don’t see people as people, you still think of an eye as an eye. It’s a blessing that no living person is consumed by that long-running tyranny.
Jeong Eun-woo, who had been scratching his face with his palm facing towards it, looked at the corpse again.
“… … .”
He blinked twice and muttered.
“Really, where did you learn that?”
I’ve never seen such skill in the industry.
‘It stabs the most painful spot and then pierces the lung.’
If it was great, it would have been great, but it was really bad workmanship. Just by pressing with a finger, he would stab the painful spot with a knife, and then immediately puncture the lung, so that he couldn’t even scream. Even in the midst of all that, he avoided the vital points so that he wouldn’t die right away, which could be considered artistic in a way.
“You’re almost an assassin, you’re an assassin. I would have scouted you if you weren’t a royal… What a waste.”
Another thing I’m curious about is where Jung Eun-woo acquired the skills to the point where he would be scouted.
“Where did you come from in the conflict zone?”
It sounds ridiculous, but there was no other situation that made sense.
Lee Jae-hyung said it was a ‘joke’ or ‘education’, but of course it wasn’t that level of bullying. Didn’t he put sleeping pills in his food and put him to sleep, and tie him up in the middle of a room on a ship floating in the sea? He had fierce men standing next to him. That alone would be enough to scare him, but when I asked how far he would allow it, he said it was fingernails.
They drug him, put him on a boat, tie him to a chair, scare him, and then draw blood from his fingertips.
‘How is that any different from torture?’
But the funny thing is that neither Lee Jae-hyung nor Lee Jae-heon seemed to think this was torture. Of course, when Lee Jae-heon woke up, he froze when he saw his own tail, but it was okay to think of it as a reaction born of absurdity. He only felt that level of superficial fear.
And then what did you do?
“… What kind of royal would do something like this so easily… .”
Lee Jae-heon, who managed to free his hands from the rope, snatched the skewer from the man who had been harassing his nails. He immediately stabbed the lower cervical vertebrae, ribs, and lungs. As soon as the opponent hesitated, he released all the tied bodies, grabbed the head, and pierced the center of the forehead.
The amateurs who felt fear there forgot that their opponents were precious royals and drew their swords, but even those swords were snatched away by Lee Jae-heon and they fell in an instant. The only surprising thing was that they survived for some time. The process was so clear that Jeong Eun-woo, who was watching from outside the door, almost applauded in admiration.
‘The face of Lee Jae-hyung, who actually created this situation, gradually turned blue.’
One of the reasons for being angry was that I was afraid of the subordinates with a common braided boss.
“… … .”
However, apart from his skills, there were other things that were questionable.
“…Why didn’t it look like it hurt?”
He seemed indifferent to the act of murder. Whether it is acquired or innate, the loss of humanity varies depending on the individual’s circumstances, so it can happen.
He has skills that are no less than those of an assassin. I don’t know what happened in the middle, but if he had a natural talent for killing, then it could be possible.
However, it was difficult to understand why Jaeheon Lee, who was human and had a hard time dealing with pain, was so insensitive to pain.
“Did Jaehyung Lee usually bully you that much? He must have had an eye for it, so he wouldn’t have gone that far.”
Even if he had been harassing him since before, he probably didn’t have the intelligence to do so when he was young, and he would have been able to see things through when he grew up, so he would have done it to a certain extent. Especially this time, he said it was not a ‘joke’ but ‘education’, so Jaehyung Lee said that he had poisoned his mind. This means that there weren’t many instances where he tormented him to the point of being tortured.
“Then it’s not analgesia… either.”
It is not a congenital insensitivity to pain, as there were no problems in daily life, and there was a clear reaction when the tip of the finger was irritated. It was painful enough to say that the nerves were just irritated and the person flinched. However, the pain seemed to have no particular meaning to Jae-heon Lee.
Jeong Eun-woo, leaning back against the wall, let out a sigh.
“Are you just crazy…?”
To be exact, they were ‘crazy guys’, but it was also true that they were absurd.
“I’m sick of it, I’m sick of it.”
Even as he said that, Jeong Eun-woo smiled faintly. Why is it that the more you dig into this place, the deeper the swamp becomes?
Isn’t that really annoying?
* * *
In fact, Lee Jae-heon didn’t know exactly what the errand center that Lee Jae-hyung used was.
Judging from the fact that he accepts most of the miscellaneous requests, it seems that he is really fulfilling his role as an errand boy, and if he covers such a wide range of subjects, it seems that he may have some connection with the ‘sponsor’. Other than that, he didn’t tell me anything, so there was no room for speculation.
“Oh, you shouldn’t move too much… .”
“is it so.”
“I’ll give you some painkillers. If it hurts too much, take one… .”
“…All right.”
However, I was a little embarrassed because the face of the doctor that Jaehyung Lee brought was so strange.
‘Huh? Is this kid crying right now?’
His body was shaking as if there was an earthquake, but he was very dexterous, so I figured that was why, but even if I just let it go, he was so scared that even Jae-heon Lee couldn’t help but feel unfamiliar with it. What the hell is this kid, what is he that he’s the only one harmless? He looked innocent, but his drawing style was different.
‘What kind of errand center is this that they have a guy like this.’
Are they going to treat this guy like one of their own?
As I tried to suppress my sour expression, the sobbing doctor hesitated and gave me more medicine.
“This, this… is medicine for the mind rather than the body…”
“… … .”
“If you need sleeping pills, no, no, sorry…! No, but still, if you can’t sleep, just in case… sleeping pills…”
“…please.”
“Oh, yes, yes, yes!”
It seemed like she thought she had said something unnecessary to Lee Jae-heon, who had been kidnapped and taken away after taking sleeping pills. If it was naive, it was naive, and if it was frustrating, it was frustrating. Lee Jae-heon stuffed the medicine into his pocket and left. He felt the doctor’s restless gaze behind him, but it was none of his business.
Lee Jae-heon muttered to himself as he glanced at the not-so-small boat.
‘They said it was used, but it doesn’t look like it.’
Maybe this wasn’t the boat I heard about on the phone. Jaehyung Lee actually had a hobby of collecting small boats that made a rattling sound, so this boat with multiple rooms was probably something that was prepared separately by a messenger, not Jaehyung Lee. He’s not the type of person to like getting his horse bloodied.
He grabbed one of the wandering errand boys.
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“room.”
“yes…?”
“Give me the room.”
“Oh, I’ll take you this way.”
“Tsk.”
Jae-heon Lee, who was holding his stomach that was hurting, followed the man into a room. It wasn’t a very big room, but it was well decorated, and it seemed like it was made with Jae-heon Lee’s vanity in mind. Jae-hyung Lee liked things that were neat and clean.
Only when the errand boy finished his tour and left the room did Lee Jae-heon sit on the bed.
“… … .”
Kook.
He squinted his eyes, biting his lip.
‘… There must be a wiretapping device… .’
It was not specifically intended to spy on Lee Jae-heon, but there was a high probability that it had been attached to the ship originally. And since things had come to this, there was no way it wouldn’t use the wiretapping device that had been attached in advance. It meant that Lee Jae-heon couldn’t carelessly talk just because he was left alone in the room.
So, I tried hard to swallow the groan that was about to escape.
“…f*ck.”
I couldn’t help but swear.
It hurt so much.
‘You don’t have immunity? I have immunity.’
When I was running wild like a punk with a knife, I didn’t think much of it, but when the situation was over, it was hard to bear the pain. I knew all along that it was different from the other world where I could roughly suppress my senses with my mental power… .
“… … .”
Lee Jae-heon bit his lip again and got up from his seat. There was a mini-fridge, as if they were trying to decorate it like a small hotel room. Lee Jae-heon took out a water bottle from inside and swallowed the water along with the painkiller the doctor had given him. The effects wouldn’t be immediate.
Lee Jae-heon sighed and lay down on the bed, rubbing his pale hands.
“… It’s nice and warm.”
The room where they had caused a fuss earlier was as cold as a refrigerator, but this room was quite warm. Lee Jae-heon pressed his pale hand, which was either from being in a cold place or from losing blood, and wiped his eyes with that hand.
“… … .”
Lee Jae-heon, that is, Lee Jae-heon before he recalled his past life… had an aversion to murder. He was just too old-fashioned. In a way, it was natural for him not to accept killing people as a given. It was a physiological aversion that was separate from his personality.
Lee Jae-heon, who recalled his past life, could not help but be influenced by it.
‘… It’s shaky.’
It must have been because he was tied to a chair in the middle of a windowless room. In his previous life, Lee Jae-heon felt fearful of being restrained. Strictly speaking, it was the first time he had killed a person in his life, and it was because his trauma from his previous life had been stimulated, so Lee Jae-heon’s condition could not have been normal.
Still, I couldn’t let it show.
‘I can’t let Jaehyung know that I’m under mental stress.’
It’s a problem that the setting that was set up with great effort is falling apart, but what would Jaehyung Lee do if he found out that murder could be Jaehun Lee’s weakness? It wouldn’t be strange at all if he tied up a person in front of me and tortured him. He wouldn’t watch it because it offends him, but at least Jaehun Lee would be locked in the same room as the corpse.
“… Ah, sorry. When will I get my medicine back… .”
I closed my eyes and started complaining for no reason.
“… … .”
In the world of the previous life, death and suffering had no meaning.
Because you will survive anyway. Because if you survive like that, you will be restored. God commands you not to cry carelessly, and not to stray from the fate that has been given to you. He told you to live as a villain until you grow old and die, according to the calling that has been given to you. There were those who rebelled against him, but Lee Jae-heon was like a dog that obeyed his words well.
So you lost your entire family.
“…under….”
In the end, you killed him.
You know that too.
Because you are a villain.
“… … .”
Senior, look at me.
“… … .”
Look at us.
Look at them.
“under….”
Open your eyes and see what you have done… .
“f*ck.”
Lee Jae-heon covered his ears as he muttered softly.
“You annoying little shi*s.”
