episode_0464

The weather was really bad.

Even though the raindrops are quite thick, what kind of wind is blowing like that?

According to the homeowner, heavy rain and strong winds blow once or twice a decade.

I guess it’s time to come this year.

As soon as Cheong heard it, he thought, “Isn’t that a typhoon?”

Is it okay to climb a mountain when a typhoon is blowing?

However, Cheonyuhak argues that no matter how strong the rain and wind blows, it is not a problem for a military person to worry about.

Cheong says he will do that.

However, even so, it is not good weather to sit on the floor and watch the rain.

This was because when the wind blew harshly, raindrops fell along with the flow.

Unless you want to add moisture to your skin, there is no reason to watch the rain on Daecheongmaru during a typhoon.

But Mo Yong Ju-hee sat like that.

I sat for a long time blocking the rain that had already poured in with my body, getting drenched, with raindrops dripping down my chin.

At that time, in a warehouse in the village.

The women were trapped in the warehouse, no, they weren’t exactly trapped.

The warehouse door wasn’t even locked.

To be exact, there was probably no need to lock it.

The countless gazes I encountered when I opened the warehouse door, the blank eyes that had already lost my mind.

How many tears do I have to shed for the moisture left in my eyes to disappear?

Women who have dried up like living corpses.

Even when I told them I was there to save them, they just followed me in silence, so there was no response even when I tried to console them by telling them I was okay now and that I was holding on well.

It almost occurred to me that there was no such thing as a Gangshi.

Then, in the center of the village, I encountered the suppressed Kang Pae-cheon warriors.

Emotions begin to well up in the women’s empty eyes.

Hatred. Blue hatred.

It was the moment when the Jiangshi transformed into a human being.

At that moment, Mo Yong-Juhee realized.

It is better to be filled with some emotion than to be empty and empty.

Even if it’s just pure hatred.

So Mo Yong-juhui moved.

It was something I had done without even knowing.

He trampled on the back of the hand of warrior Kang Pae-cheon, who was already groaning with broken limbs, and made a loud noise.

The bones under the soles of the shoes are broken, crushed, and the feeling of crunching is clearly burning.

Then the execution followed.

Although slaughter would be more accurate than execution.

Only then did the women begin to cry.

Some were crying quietly, some were wailing so pitifully that their intestines were cut out, and some were screaming like beasts.

He cried like that, tearing off the flesh of his enemies, pulling out their internal organs, crushing them, breaking their bones, and hitting bricks.

And there were eyes that were glued to Mo Yong-juhui.

It is impossible to understand what emotions the eyes are feeling as they swirl complexly with joy, sadness, contempt, sighing, joy, and resentment.

But at least one thing was clear.

Those eyes shining with anticipation.

That earnest plea to show me the destruction and pain of my enemies.

I don’t know why I didn’t do it and appealed.

Maybe he was exhausted and didn’t have the energy to participate in the madness, or maybe he was the type of person who preferred to watch quietly rather than get involved in the original event.

So Mo Yong-juhui did what he had to do.

The skin was peeled, the muscles were cut, the bones were pulled out, and the internal organs were removed.

The process of slaughtering is done with all the nerves put into one’s fingertips to prevent death, and that is why it is vivid and sticks like a painting.

Mo Yong Ju-hee looks down at his hands.

It was then.

“Hmm? Who is there?”

When Mo Yong Joo-hee turns his head, he sees Cheong spewing suction with his hand.

He squirted water into the hand he held out in front of him, and put his other hand behind it.

If you hold a lantern or a torch forward, it will be so bright that you cannot see the surroundings, so this is a movement that blocks the light between the light and your eyes with one hand.

Mo Yong Joo-hee bursts out laughing.

I’ve never heard of anyone taking classes as a light, and in fact, it doesn’t seem to have much effect.

What kind of extravagant lamp is this?

Of course, it is possible to see transcendent human vision.

“What is it? It’s raining like this, but oh my, I’m all wet. Why are you buying rain? If you continue like this, you will be heard.”

“Just because it’s cool.”

“Is that right? If you want to get hit, you don’t have to get hit on everything. It’s not like I’m sprinkling water in an unpleasant way. Why?”

Cheong answers and sits down behind Mo Yong Ju-hee.

“I have to hide behind because it’s raining.”

Mo Yong Joo-hee smiles slightly at the warmth of her leaning on my back.

If you don’t want to be rained on, you can go in.

What reason would there be to come out and hide on the mound?

Now I can clearly understand what Cheong was feeling at that time underground.

It was the greatest consolation that could be given to me.

Let go of everything that was painful, sad, and difficult.

What happened underground comes back to life with today’s dismantlement.

The pain expressed freely, the screams conveyed through the body with the mouth blocked, and hot blood drops on the face.

It’s still so scary I’m shaking.

Even those flamboyant women are taking revenge and venting their deep-seated anger.

They are direct descendants of each of the five generations.

At best, while trembling at the dissolution of the villain, I expressed my pain, sadness, and fear to Seomun Sojeoni.

“… … Am I too weak?”

Mo Yong Joo Hee calmly reveals her true feelings.

Before we knew it, Mo Yong Joo-hee’s back had become stiff.

“Ah, I’m not saying I’m weak. High empathic intelligence? Is it hard to see other people hurting? Something like that.”

“What is that?”

“But you did it anyway. Didn’t you do something you didn’t want to do to relieve those women’s resentment even a little bit? People like that aren’t usually called weak, right? Isn’t it really negotiation to do something even if you don’t like it?”

“Ah… … ”

Mo Yong Joo-hee’s back became soft again, and he put his weight on it and leaned back.

Before you know it, it’s the young Mo Yong Joo-hee with a comfortable smile.

Yes, my most comfortable haven in the world, the person for whom I am always grateful.

However, this time, Cheong’s stance is solid.

What is it? After speaking, what is it?

So what I’m doing is fake cooperation?

Is killing people so much that you only pick and hunt evil people to be considered a proper villain?

But Cheongdo also feels unfair.

This is torture, murder, and massacre.

How about changing it to interest?

Because you really like getting attention?

If you are eager to donate and volunteer simply because you want to receive attention from someone, especially good attention.

Also, what if you are someone who feels joy in shouting out to the whole world, “I donate, I volunteer,” and getting thousands of likes?

Even if you are the type of person who is said to be a person of interest, isn’t he a good person in the end if his means of doing so are donation and service?

Or, even if this is an extreme assumption, it could be said that he has a strange type of personality that makes him feel pleasure when he is thanked.

So what if you do a good deed to get thanks?

I’m just pursuing pleasure, but isn’t that a good deed anyway?

But Cheong is still frustrated.

Because these words only have meaning if someone else says them, and if I say them, they won’t just be an excuse for self-justification.

But why?

You can’t complain to anyone, right?

Actually, torturing people is the best thing in the world, and when I hear a scream, my heart starts pounding and my heart throbs, and I’m a pleasure killer with an electric current flowing through me?

No matter how close you are, there are things that cannot be said, or rather, facts that should not be said.

There is a saying that if you are a true friend or a family member, you should tell everything you have in mind.

This is just a fake lie and nonsense that is only good to hear.

Some facts are something you have to keep to yourself.

For you and me, for us, for each other.

After that, I secretly feel jealous.

What’s wrong?

Is it so terrible that even if a person is a villain, they are brutally tortured and killed?

Some people like it, no, I like it, but I didn’t know that I would suddenly become a pleasure killer.

Then a thought suddenly occurred to me.

But is it true?

Actually, what if he was just like this?

What if they just didn’t know because they’ve never killed anyone over there and never had to cut or torture anyone?

Cheong thought about it carefully and came to a conclusion.

Wouldn’t it be better to be like this in the first place?

What if he wasn’t like this originally?

If this damn status window is even polluting people’s minds, that’s a bit terrible.

Besides, he doesn’t tell me anything in particular.

However, they do not force you to die in case of failure, but just do whatever you want, do it or not, and leave them alone.

If I could control my mind, there would be no reason to leave you to your own devices, and I wouldn’t allow you to harbor such disrespectful suspicions.

Was I a pleasure killer from birth?

That somehow makes me feel at ease.

If you were born like this and ate it, wouldn’t you have come to a good world?

It is a pity that I became a woman.

It’s a world with so many beautiful women.

Feeling regretful, Cheong turns around and feels Mo Yong Joo-hee’s chest.

It’s fake breasts anyway. I made it, so it’s mine. It is something I can do whatever I want.

Mo Yong-juhui wasn’t particularly embarrassed either.

Isn’t it just heavy underwear worn under clothes?

“Hmm. also. No matter how well it is made, a fake is ultimately a fake. There’s something subtle about it.”

“Isn’t that because you know it’s fake? I’m not sure.”

“Is that so? Could it be?”

Cheong tilts his head.

Well, since Hee-mae and Gu-nyeong have completely different feelings, if you think about it, someone else in the world might also feel this way.

You may feel a sense of discomfort because you know it is fake and consider it fake.

But putting a bean at the end is a bit much.

Were beans the best? Besides soybeans, is there any material that is reasonably hard but not at all hard and chewy?

Of course, Cheong does not hold back if he is curious.

“Moyong Sojeo. Is there any material you can put at the end here instead of beans? I don’t know about other places, but it’s really crazy here.”

“Hmm. I also thought that that part needed improvement. What do you think of cartilage?”

“Oh? Are you okay? But it will rot quickly. The kind that doesn’t spoil.”

“Then… … ”

The sound of pouring rain erases the sound of friendly conversation.

Mo Yong Joo-hee, who has a serious expression on his face, and Cheong’s face, who is just chatting and has no other thoughts, are covered by dark clouds and obscured in the pitch-black night.

The weather was bad, but it was a comfortable night.

—-

A comfortable night for some may be a terrible night for others.

It was like that somewhere in Laosan, under the ground.

“Report flooded area!”

“Gapi, Eulyuk, Eulgu, Byeongsam, and Mui districts are flooded!”

“What is the damage?”

“The drop trap is filled with water, so it has absolutely no killing power at the moment. However, this doesn’t matter if you pump out the water… … ”

“Why do you stop talking? It doesn’t matter, but what?”

“The poison nozzle is partially flooded.”

The middle-aged man’s expression sours at that.

“No way? I guess not?”

“Well, the sixteen poison windows were filled with water… … ”

“What is it? Don’t you look straight at me?”

“We cannot guarantee the power of anything other than poison traps in certain areas. The poison has already leaked.”

“Does that make sense? Even though it is partially submerged, why do all the traps taste bad at once? Is it really designed to share the poison window?”

“Well, I can’t help it. Since venom is not something that is easy to manage, if all the venom windows are separate, the number of management channels increases, and the venom is very expensive. If you get stuck on the way and don’t have anything to use, you end up throwing it all away, so it’s much more efficient to collect them in one place and manage them… … ”

“Stupid bastards, how difficult is that? No, did you bury the poison spear underneath in the first place? Why is there water?”

“They said that the upper bedrock was unstable and they had to dig down… … ”

In response, the middle-aged man pounds his chest.

“It was a mistake for me to trust you. I couldn’t do that easy design, so I left it to him and it ended up looking really bad!”

The subordinate lowers his head.

However, he only lowers his head, and his expression is full of anger.

Of course, it would be really easy for a middle-aged man and a civil engineering expert from the best institution in the central region called Guisan Manbak.

He is not just the best, but Guisan Manbak Rock Yong is simply a genius in civil engineering, an institution that has no equal in the world and should be suitable for all times.

But if it were that easy, you would do it yourself.

What’s the point of leaving it up to you and then complaining later about why you couldn’t do it?

Of course, Rock Yong feels unfair and frustrated and bursts out.

If I were to do all the design from start to finish by myself, why would I have a subordinate instead of working alone?

I left the details to you, but there was no one left.

Of course, looking at it objectively, the talented individuals of the Gonghyeokdang under the Hyeonggyo are individually excellent designers.

However, in the eyes of true geniuses, they are still nothing more than stupid fools.

“First, take out the water! Take it out.”

Then, he draws lines on the complex drawings that fill the wall.

“Work on the drainage ditch like this.”

The subordinate’s eyes widen.

Drainage channels on the ground could be dug as they flow from a high place to a low place, but underground facilities were not so simple to build.

So, the line that Baek-Yong easily draws is actually the result of something that anyone involved in civil engineering at an institution would have to think about for more than a dozen days to come up with.

After all, he is an elderly person.

This is the moment when dislike turns into respect.

But respect is respect, and the reporting that needs to be done is not over yet.

“Well, over there… … ”

“Why?”

“The poison is released into the submerged water, so first wait until the water level rises more and then it is diluted… … ”

“That’s a fart!”

The rock dragon screams loudly.

“The water is full. Can you sleep now? Immediately mobilize all children and drain the water. Wouldn’t it be okay to just put on the gas mask and take it off, huh!?”

The subordinate’s expression darkened.

A gas mask is basically a thick, heavy, and stuffy leather outfit made so that even air cannot pass through.

Wear it and pump out water?

It keeps raining?

The subordinate’s eyes darkened.