Return of the Iron-blood Sword Hound Chapter 392

Episode 392: The Worst Torture (3)

“Let’s resolve it through dialogue.”

Bikir. No, Gareum said.

Everyone who heard that opened their mouths.

Not only the guards who were building the siege, but even the hostages, including Shikkuk and Kirko, who were taking hostages.

… … .

silence. Silence hung over the entire workhouse where hostage taking had just been taking place.

He was the first to speak.

“what’s this. Are you an idiot? Are you crazy?”

Bikir is an old veteran who has passed through the era of destruction, and is skilled at hiding Mana and his presence.

It was to the point that even Hugo, the head of the Baskervilles, didn’t notice at all.

Of course, Sigkeot did not recognize the identity of Gareum.

Bikir shrugged in the form of Gareum.

“It is sober and sober.”

“No, you weren’t killed by me in the first place… … .”

“I almost did that at one point.”

When a person gets out of a crisis to the point of death, he will achieve great growth internally.

Shigeuk narrowed his eyes at the momentum of Gareum, which had changed to something different from before.

“It looks the same, but it looks like it has become a different person. Have your eyes become a bit usable?”

“If you know, release my motive. So that we can continue to work together.”

“Currure… … Don’t be shy, baby. It was admirable that the eyes changed, so I mixed it up a little bit, and I’m going to go to the same extent.”

He snorted as if he didn’t need to mix his words with the sleazy parting.

However, Gareum continued to stand there without backing down.

I heard some guards shouting from behind.

“hey! Lesser Jailer! Where are you going?”

“Can’t you come back right away!? It only adds hostages!”

“Tsk tsk, I’ll be dead soon. You should know my subject.”

It was as it was said. He cleared her throat and pulled her spit into her mouth.

… tweet!

The phlegm that gave off a terrible stench flew like a stone into Gareum’s face.

It was an attack that was sure to spread the plague if hit.



Gareum avoided Sikkeot’s attack by simply tilting her head to the side.

This was despite the fact that it was hardly the speed at which a lower-ranking guard could react.

“… … !?”

The sage’s expression changed.

Taking advantage of that gap, Gareum spoke so quietly that the guards couldn’t hear.

“There’s something to talk about that’s quite palatable. Aren’t you curious?”

“Kreurreuk! It’s ridiculous.”

I laughed as if it was absurd.

“What are you talking about? you and me.”

It worked.

In the first place, the words that high-ranking guards say are unreliable.

It was a fact that Sigkeot himself, who was conducting the hostage situation, knew best.

However, in the yard where even such high-ranking guards are struggling, a low-ranking guard who bravely walked out alone.

What kind of conversation will this pyramid try?

It seems that he was a little curious about that point.

But the curiosity that arose spontaneously disappeared as easily as it had arisen spontaneously.

“Aye, let’s quit. There’s no way this body can match your level, so what’s the conversation going to be like… … .”


“… … !”

“It’s about the person who sent you here.”

However, the expression on his face soon hardened.

In the already sensitive yard, a keyword that scratches the lungs came out.

The reason why he is clearly running rampant like this is because he was ‘abandoned by the queen’.

Before long, terrifying malice emanated from Shikkut’s whole body.

Just being next to her made her breathless and her whole body seemed to be weighed down heavily.

“… … You have a lot of guts, sweetie. Are you suddenly intrigued by it?”

He began to show enthusiasm for a clean conversation.

The enthusiasm was so hot that all the guards who were building a siege from afar retreated half a step back.

However, Gareum was still calm. If it was him in the past, he wouldn’t have dared to imagine.

While holding Kirko’s neck tightly, he chewed it and spoke as if spitting it out.

“Come to think of it, you had a crush on this girl, right? Alright, let’s try something that’s my go-to conversation. If it were fishing, I’d break this bitch’s neck, kill her, and eat all her internal organs… … .”

“for a moment. I have something to do before we can talk.”

Far from being intimidated by Sigeot’s murder, Gareum even raised his hand to cut off his words.

“This conversation contains a lot of important information. It is a top secret.”

“What’s the top secret of you, who is only a low-level jailer?”

“If you listen, you will understand. That my rank doesn’t matter.”

“Kreurreuk- you’ve been so confident since before. So what are you supposed to do before we talk?”

The initiative in the conversation has shifted to this side, albeit very slightly.

Gareum spoke calmly.

“Hand over Kirko this way.”

“Are you crazy? You want to come and talk to the guy who is holding hostages and release the hostages?”

“I’ll let you keep the hostage.”

“What bullshit have you been talking about since before? Who will be the hostage instead of this bitch?”


Gareum was in the middle of telling Kirko to go back instead of taking herself as a hostage.

“If this is not the case, the conversation cannot be established.”

“… … Are you even aware of your current situation?”

“know. I am a weak, weak, low-level jailer. I’m making unreasonable demands for you, even holding hostages.”

“I can even take you as a hostage.”

“Then we won’t be able to talk anymore. Too bad. It’s something you’d really like to hear.”

Sigkeot was getting more and more confused by Garreum’s attitude of speaking calmly without changing the color of his face.

“Really, what kind of guts are you?”

“You know, I wasn’t usually the gutsy type. I don’t even have the courage to risk my life and bluff.”

“… … .”

“Aren’t you curious if I say this confidently? What do you believe in?”

Garum continued.

And he seemed to agree to some extent with that statement.


“good night. Then, before exchanging hostages, show me proof that you are someone worthy of being my hostage.”

“Do I need proof to be a hostage?”

“of course.”

I grabbed Kirko, who was trembling with a bitter expression, by the neck and lifted it up.

“This woman is not begging for her life even though she is on the verge of death. She has courage and she has guts.”

“… … .”

“But aren’t you a bitch-eating dog, an idiot? The moment you’re taken hostage by me, you might have a heart attack while urinating, right? Then the value of hostages will disappear.”

“You are being forced.”

“Isn’t it the same for you too?”

“Then how are you going to prove it?”

When Gareum asked, he twisted his head outside.

Then he reached out his hand toward the nearest major-level jailer.

“Hey, you. Give me a cigarette, please.”

“… … ?”

At the moment, the major had a cigarette in his mouth.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket and threw it at Sizzle.


He put a clean cigarette in his mouth and sighed once.

At the same time, the cigarette was soaked with red blood from his torn mouth and lips.

Disgusting, fishy-smelling blood, and cigarettes soaked in that blood.

He took the cigarette in his hand and held it out to Gareum.

“Smoke this. Then I will acknowledge your guts.”

At that, all the guards fell silent.

Even Kirko thought with her eyes closed.

‘… … There’s no way you’d say something like that.’

The blood of the blood is a Class 1 Hazardous Substance.

It is a terrible poison that requires disinfection of a radius of several tens of meters with alcohol, fire, and gunpowder even if even a single drop of it falls on the ground.

Who would be crazy enough to get their hands on that cigarette, which could cause a terrible plague just by touching it?

Needless to say, biting in the mouth is nothing.

Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, who was at the forefront of the siege, also gritted his teeth.

‘For a low-ranking jailer, he managed to pull the time well, but… … Is this the end?’

He planned to advance little by little, extremely slowly, towards the men in the rear and attack them from behind.

But there was not enough time for that.

Shikkeun was not even a little bit careless.

… … at that time.

Something happened that shocked everyone.


He calmly accepted the cigarette Gareum gave him.

Someone puts a cigarette in his mouth before he even has time to dry it.


And even the cigarette light that he asked for calmly.

He stood still with a somewhat dazed look on his face.

The expression that he did not know that he would really put it in his mouth.

However, Gareum nodded casually.

“Shouldn’t you give me a fire too?”

At those words, he turned his head toward the guards with a blank expression on his face.



A guard with the rank of major hurriedly rummaged through his pockets and threw a match into his hand.

Chiik- Glow!

While unable to hide his absurdity, he struck a match and lit the cigarette in Gareum’s mouth.

It was truly strange to see a large poisonous man imprisoned on the 8th floor, bending over and setting fire to a low-ranking jailer who was less than half his height.


Gareum, who took a deep breath of a cigarette, soon exhaled a long puff of smoke.

“… … .”

In the midst of everyone watching with their mouths open with a blank expression.

“How did you know?”

He asked with a straight face.

“That there is actually no plague poison in my blood.”

It was truly a shocking coming out.

All the guards who were watching found that they had been tricked by Sikkeot for the past two years.

In fact, there was no such thing as a plague on Sikkeut’s body.

He mimicked the plague by using several types of fungi and mushroom powder easily available even in the New Wave, as well as antidotes and detoxifiers injected by doctors, to cause a seemingly serious skin disease, and he had been bluffing with it.

His bluff was supported by the image of being from Leviathan, an extremely poisonous man, and moreover, the creator of the plague called ‘The Red Death’.

But all of this was just a bluff full of twists and turns.

Then, what remains is how Garreum, who is only a low-ranking jailer, knew this in advance.

“That guy had something to believe in too!”

“Yeah, but how did you know that was a bluff? Even the doctors couldn’t figure it out.”

“I know? Is there a separate law?”

Shikkut, Kirko with his neck in his hands, and all the other guards noticed how Gareum had seen through Sikkkut’s bravado.

… … and.

Gareum opened her mouth and answered everyone’s questions in a slow and dry tone.

“Didn’t you know?”

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