Devoted Love 5

“It was an insignificant opponent.”

Michaela muttered as she was leaving the training hall.

“Was it this kind of opponent that made you struggle so much? You.”

“…Ahaha.”

Han Seoyeon laughed awkwardly.

It was because it was actually true.

Nam Gung-hyeong is a kind of stepping stone.

To gauge how much the protagonist has grown during the vacation period.

And to provide some explanation of the world setting.

His character is therefore one-dimensional.

He’s nothing more than a one-time villain, not even a named player.

“Is that man the end of your worries?”

“…For now?”

Originally, Nam Gung-hyeong would have tried to challenge the protagonist to a duel.

Saying he would teach a lesson in swordsmanship.

The result would have led to a miserable defeat.

Showing a clear difference in skill, though not to the extent of Michaela.

“To exaggerate to me about such a weak opponent.”

If it were just this level of action, he wouldn’t have been called a villain.

The problem is what comes after.

“It looks like nothing but you pretending to be weak and trying to seduce me.”

“…”

Han Seoyeon remained silent.

This was for Michaela’s sake.

Unlike her outward appearance, Michaela is passionate.

While that obsession was immeasurably joyful as a beloved girl, for Michaela’s ultimate personal happiness, there was a need for some restraint.

Nam Gung-hyeong hadn’t committed a crime yet.

The moment Han Seoyeon spoke of the future known as the original story, Michaela would likely try to kill the man without a moment’s hesitation.

That shouldn’t happen.

Han Seoyeon didn’t want her lovely girlfriend to burn herself up entirely for her sake.

The act of dependence isn’t all bad.

But one-sided dependence was out of the question.

What one can do for oneself, one should do.

Because Han Seoyeon was the protagonist.

At the same time, this was the last mercy given to Nam Gung-hyeong.

Because he hadn’t committed a crime yet.

“Miss Han. I apologize for last time. Please allow me to make amends.”

Well, he had a perfect plan.

“I’d like to treat you to a cup of tea. The finest from the Central Plains.”

A miserable defeat.

A perfect match to the point of feeling unreal.

“Damn it…!”

It took Nam Gung-hyeong about two hours to recognize this.

“Damn it, damn it! Damn it…!”

That was recognition.

It’s a bit different from accepting defeat.

“Damn it!”

With bloodshot eyes, he kept pounding the innocent floor.

The Academy’s training hall, made of special materials, doesn’t even get scratched by bare fists.

“That Western barbarian bitch, what kind of sorcery…!”

What came out of his mouth was a common excuse.

Nam Gung-hyeong, a prestigious descendant of the Great Nation, is strong.

There’s no way he could lose to a Western barbarian.

So she must have used some kind of dark magic.

─Ding.

That thought, so simple it was boundless, was the result of what the nation’s leader had achieved over the past decade, and it was Nam Gung-hyeong’s thought.

[Hidden Quest!]

At the same time, alien letters appeared in midair.

Despite the strange occurrence, Nam Gung-hyeong didn’t mind.

“This is!”

No, as if familiar.

His eyes sparkled as if pleased.

[Yin-Yang Unity]

[Difficulty: S]

[Since ancient times, yin and yang have coexisted. Harmonize a woman full of yin energy with yang energy. Then love will naturally follow.]

A transmission from the immortals.

Even in the Central Plains, only a handful of the strongest can hear this.

“Indeed! The immortal realm is looking after me, Nam Gung-hyeong!”

If there were a few things Nam Gung-hyeong didn’t know.

It’s that they weren’t immortals but Constellations, rulers of other worlds.

And the reason for the small number of players in the Central Plains was purely because it wasn’t fun there.

After all, doesn’t a game need content?

The species that take root in the Central Plains are positioned at the bottom even among the Constellations.

Those who don’t even know what a Falling Star Swordsman is.

[The Constellation, ‘Grim Reaper of the Great Nation’ sponsors you.]

The names of Constellations are merely given for convenience and don’t actually have any meaning.

[Love Incense]

[Details: Incense that promotes the harmony of yin and yang.]

The Grim Reaper of the Great Nation has no more or less value than the name of a game character.

Nevertheless.

Nam Gung-hyeong believed in them far too easily.

The difference in education.

There’s no other evaluation to be made.

“Thank you, thank you! Immortals! When the time comes that I reach the realm of ascending to immortality and reach the immortal realm! I, Nam Gung-hyeong, will surely repay you!”

Nam Gung-hyeong stood up boldly as a true man.

Of course, the fact of his recent defeat,

“Miss Han. I apologize for last time. Please allow me to make amends.”

And even what he was trying to do now, he didn’t know.

“I’d like to treat you to a cup of tea. The finest from the Central Plains.”

Sexual assault carried out by feeding an illegal aphrodisiac to the other party without consent.

It’s far from righteousness or chivalry.

It’s nothing but a simple crime.

Drink the tea, confirm that the fragile body has collapsed.

Carefully lay her on the bed.

Before carrying out the deed.

Nam Gung-hyeong headed to the training hall to have a moment of meditation.

“…It ended up like this after all.”

The original story is easily distorted by a small difference.

That’s why she had been hopeful, but.

[Clear Mind and Still Water]

[Details: A calm mind without impurities. Nullifies all mental interference skills and abilities.]

Han Seoyeon is different from the protagonist of the original story.

She was a munchkin immune to all mental interference.

Time for a lesson?

Han Seoyeon held her breath while lying on the bed.

Nam Gung-hyeong, though not consciously aware, had essentially committed a perfect crime.

There was nothing around.

Not a single thing was in place to monitor him.

What he didn’t know was that there was a technology called CCTV in South Korea.

And that the nation’s leader was always ready to eliminate men like him.

“…Do you understand?”

And.

The one who immediately blocked the man was a girl with pink hair and green eyes.

“You only need to answer one question.”

The wind rushes in.

A storm descends before Nam Gung-hyeong’s eyes.

“Miss Han Seoyeon.”

A noble tone.

A cold, angry voice.

“Where is she?”

Baek Da-eun blocked not a great hero of China.

But a mere sex offender.

“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Nam Gung-hyeong feigned ignorance.

The other party was a barbarian.

There’s no need to give a human-like answer to a barbarian.

It’s clear that she’s trying to interfere with their love again.

“I’m not very patient.”

See, just like the barbarian from before, isn’t she trying to subdue him with force?

Truly, barbarians were a disgusting species.

“I…”

“A rod is the best medicine for barbarians!”

Nam Gung-hyeong took his stance.

The previous defeat was merely due to his carelessness.

Indeed, in the epics of great heroes, there’s always one defeat.

A defeat that serves as the foundation for the hero’s growth.

There is no second defeat.

Nam Gung-hyeong, without hesitation, threw his fist─.

“I told you.”

─Crack.

“Ah…?”

“I have no patience.”

Without even managing to throw his punch, Nam Gung-hyeong’s body was slammed to the ground.

The wind was pressing down on Nam Gung-hyeong’s body.

“Ugh, urk…!”

Every joint in Nam Gung-hyeong’s body.

Without leaving a single part, the wind pressure crushed him.

As if about to kill him at any moment.

A firm intention that if he doesn’t answer, his body will be miserably crushed.

“I’ll, I’ll talk!”

In the face of pain, there was no such thing as dignity.

Whether it was sorcery or whatever, the pain Nam Gung-hyeong felt was an undeniable fact.

“If you mean Miss Han, she’s in my dormitory right now! I haven’t done anything yet!”

“…Indeed, it seems so.”

Baek Da-eun’s wind perceives all the signs in the air.

Eventually, she could sense the girl’s presence in the annex built for exchange students.

“…Cough, hack!”

She withdrew the wind pressure.

Only then could Nam Gung-hyeong breathe properly.

“…Ah.”

No.

To be more precise, he could only breathe.

“Aaaargh!”

Crack, crunch.

Baek Da-eun crunched the man’s bones piece by piece.

“Why, why! I told you everything!”

“I have no more words to exchange with you.”

It was an all too natural thing.

There was no need or value in explaining.

For Baek Da-eun, it was common sense.

To play such a petty trick on that kind child, the most lovable treasure in the world.

Unforgivable.

Deserving of death.

But, she won’t kill him.

She can’t kill him.

Even if he’s human trash like this, if he loses his life.

That child would be sad.

Even without her doing anything, the Management Bureau would soon judge the man.

What Baek Da-eun needed to do now was not to be with the man.

Baek Da-eun flew.

Led by the wind, the place she headed to was.

“…Miss Han Seoyeon.”

Her hero with jet-black hair.

By the side of the deeply sleeping girl.