The reason I didn’t shoot him wasn’t because I felt pity or guilt for him.

    From the beginning, all my plans were just to stand on equal footing with the Yacha.

    “I know you’re listening, so react quickly, right? Or you, your subordinate, could really die?”

    I pointed my gun at Gzilla.

    “Eww!!!”

    Gzilla, who raised both arms and begged for his life, had a strangely cute expression on his face.

    I didn’t pay much attention to him because I had a lot to think about, but upon closer inspection, I saw that he was an androgynous handsome man in his mid to late 20s.

    There is also a saying that a neutral handsome man is originally pretty.

    however.

    “Stop reacting like that.”

    I like girls.

    “I really wanted to throw up since a while ago.”

    “Eww!! Please save me!!”

    I’m tired of playing such petty pranks. It’s better to be clear-cut at times like this.

    bang!!

    A bullet came out of the gun and struck the wall. There was a bullet hole left on the wall.

    “It may seem like a joke, but is it really killing you?”

    At this point, you might think that the Yacha had no intention of letting him live. But after observing him for a short time, I could tell.

    He spares his subordinates.

    If I tell this to people, most of them will probably say I’m lying and curse at me.

    However, all of the subordinates looked at the Yacha with respect. No, more than that, they all felt like they were treating the Yacha like a father.

    An expression that you would never call a person looking at a dictator.

    I smiled. Then I slowly took out five bullets from the desk and put them in.

    “What are you doing now!”

    “What is it?”

    “Our bet just ended!”

    “What are you talking about? Our bet will never end until I smash your head in.”

    “Stop talking nonsense!”

    “Are you going to keep making me mad?”

    “…”

    Gzilla bowed his head to my questioning threats. Now I can talk to Yacha quietly for a while.

    I turned the cylinder and aimed it at Gzla.

    “Want to bet again? I’ll shoot this at you. If you live, we’re done, but if you lose…you get it?”

    “…I don’t like it…I don’t like it…”

    “I saw somewhere that the bullet penetrates the head faster than the speed at which you feel pain, so fortunately you don’t feel pain.”

    “Fuck…No…I don’t like it…”

    “Don’t hate me too much. I’m going to shoot you anyway.”

    “Father, please save me! I, I don’t want to die like this!!”

    ‘You say you have to make a scary face to get people to listen to you?’

    But now it’s resolved.

    Jjii—-ing!!

    A noise so loud it was deafening that it almost made my eardrums fall off spread throughout the room. Then, along with the sound of someone tapping a microphone, someone’s voice was heard.

    ⌜Can you hear me?⌟

    “It’s too late, King.”

    ⌜…⌟

    “If I had been a little later, I would have lost strength in my fingers?”

    ⌜What do you want?⌟

    “That’s too direct. I like that too, but lend me that blind wizard.”

    ⌜… ⌟

    “And if possible, spare me too.”

    ⌜Do you know what you’re doing wrong?⌟

    “I know, right?”

    ⌜Yes, I will let you live since you are Yasha’s friend. But I cannot lend you a spearman.⌟

    “Then I won’t do it either.”

    I pushed the gun further into Gzilla.

    “Ah, Father, please save me! I’ll listen to you from now on!!”

    “How old are you and you still don’t listen to your father?”

    ‘Isn’t that what I should be saying…’

    anyway.

    “You, you, don’t meddle!”

    “?”

    “?”

    “Look at this little shit.”

    “Mi, sorry! I was wrong!!”

    “Tsk, hey, mister, answer quickly.”

    ⌜…⌟

    “I’m really going to kill this kid? Huh!”

    ⌜Okay, kill him.⌟

    “Huh?”

    Silence fell on the room that had been filled with Gzilla’s screams and my voice.

    Gzilla is in despair over his father abandoning him, and Logs is now thinking about killing himself.

    “There’s nothing I can do. See you in hell.”

    “I hate it!!!!”

    “It’s so noisy even when it dies.”

    I accepted death and tightened my finger on the trigger.

    At that moment, a man’s hearty laughter was heard from the speaker.

    ⌜Hahahaha! I don’t feel any hesitation at all.⌟

    “You said to kill me.”

    ⌜A normal person would have begged to be saved there. Hey, you piece of shit.⌟

    “Why.”

    ⌜I’d like to propose a bet to you too.⌟

    “…”

    How could I not feel anxious? No matter how kind my father was to his family.

    Can that father be said to be kind to anyone other than his family?

    I shook my head strongly. If I had, the black market would have disappeared long ago.

    ⌜You have a disgruntled expression.⌟

    “It’s because of the mood. So what’s the condition?”

    ⌜I will save you and lend you a spearman.⌟

    “I should be precise. Save me and lend me that blind wizard.”

    ⌜…Okay. I’ll save you and lend you my right-hand blind spearman.⌟

    “Okay then. What’s the bet?”

    ⌜Yeah, the bet is… What are you doing, Yasha!⌟

    ⌜Don’t accept the logs! It’s too dangerous!!⌟

    ‘Yasha?’

    ***

    “Logs Just apologize quickly…!”

    “You guys.”

    “Yes!”

    “Hold on to this bitch.”

    “Okay.”

    Two subordinates grabbed Yasha’s arms at Yasha’s direction.

    Yasha wasn’t weak enough to be caught by those two.

    As Yasha threw his arms and kicked, the two fell to the floor helplessly.

    “Yasha!!”

    “Ugh… !”

    The momentum she had shown quickly disappeared as Yasha’s body instantly stiffened at her scream.

    “Hold on to the sticker.”

    At Yasha’s direction, the blind spearman, Stig, approached Yasha.

    Yasha was caught by Stig without any struggle.

    “The old man is very happy to be able to talk to the young lady after a long time.”

    “…”

    Yasha had no answer to Stig’s words.

    Logs had already helped him several times, but there was nothing he could do for him.

    Frustration and despair at one’s own pitiful appearance.

    As these two emotions mixed together, my vision became increasingly blurred. It turned out to be tears.

    Why are you shedding these tears?

    That’s because I’m scared of my father.

    It wasn’t because of guilt either.

    I was just upset that, in such an important situation, I couldn’t even save my first friend.

    But there was no way to relieve that anger. That’s how much my father was the absolute ruler of the black market.

    There was nothing a person like me could do.

    If only there was something I could do.

    When Logs died, he also apologized by dying.

    The strength to struggle gradually disappeared as Stig was caught. There was no longer any life in Yasha’s eyes.

    ‘I thought I had found the meaning of life.’

    In the end, the meaning of life disappears again.

    Why can’t I be happy?

    -I’m a special loser. I’m different from those guys.

    We’re just barely friends…

    -I’ll give you a nice window as a gift.

    I thought I could finally be happy again…

    -But what touched my friend was different.

    Why am I like that?

    A teardrop fell to the floor. If she had recalled any more memories of Logs here, she would have cried.

    But she stopped crying at the sound of his voice.

    ⌜I’m still alive, Yasha!⌟

    “Huh?”

    ⌜I’m telling you this because I thought you might be crying again. Don’t worry, you won’t die.⌟

    Why is he worried about me before his own health, even though we’ve only been friends for a few days?

    What woman wouldn’t fall for a man like this?

    A small smile appeared on Yasha’s lips.

    ⌜So what’s the bet?⌟

    “It’s simple. Shoot that gun at your head. If you succeed, your wish is granted. If you fail, you die.”

    “Father, that’s ridiculous…!”

    “Yasha, if you bother me one more time, I won’t tolerate it.”

    The yaksha knew.

    That Yasha was afraid of him and that he had run away to the Academy to avoid him.

    If I had to define Yasha in one word, she would be a coward.

    So if I just scare her a little, she’ll stay quiet until the end of this bet.

    The yaksha thought.

    If only she hadn’t pushed Stig away and ignored his orders.

    “Yasha, what are you doing!”

    “Logs! Exit that room and run in the opposite direction you came from, and you’ll see a central door! The password there is 23…ugh!”

    “Yasha, didn’t your father clearly tell you not to disturb him?”

    Yasha, whose neck was grabbed by the yaksha, began to struggle.

    Yacha was quite shocked to see his daughter rebelling for the first time.

    ‘Yasha isn’t that kind of person.’

    This is just a coincidence.

    The Yacha exuded life energy by flowing mana.

    “This is your last warning, Yasha.”

    The murderous intent he exuded was so strong that it crushed Yasha.

    Even the average strong person’s body would stiffen up to survive to this extent.

    And Yasha thought that Yasha, who was boasting, would do the same.

    Until Yasha’s evil grip on his arm grew stronger.

    “Ugh, Logs!…23…57…Hurry…Run!”

    Yasha’s heart was shattered in front of Yasha’s brave face.

    ‘What the hell are you talking about, you piece of shit…’

    It was surprising that he had made a boy known as the strongest among the black market Dongnai, lightly tease him, and made him angry, and then used him to threaten me, but this kid who was so afraid of me is now rebelling against me…

    I guess I underestimated you.

    Logs Avance, which I saw again.

    ⌜Let go of my friend’s hand, I won’t run away, King.⌟

    “…”

    Yasha took advantage of the gap in Yacha’s grip to grab the microphone and shout.

    “Run away quickly, Logs!”

    ⌜If I had been planning to run away, I would have already run away.⌟

    “What’s so important about that mere spearman…you were a dual swordsman in the first place…!”

    Yasha’s face was shocked. He is a dual swordsman.

    Skills are also top tier.

    Logs was not the type of person who needed a teacher.

    But why did he want the sticker?

    The answer was already out there.

    “You piece of shit! Do you like my daughter?”

    ⌜I don’t hate it.⌟

    “Don’t lie. How can you risk your life for a woman you don’t even like?”

    ⌜I have a fight to win, you know. And Yasha is my friend.⌟

    “What a wonderful friendship. Sorry, but my daughter doesn’t seem to like that.”

    “Ah, Father!”

    “Look, this kid who was trembling in fear of me is now angry at me.”

    ⌜Surely Yasha…⌟

    “…”

    ⌜Is this puberty finally here?⌟

    “No you idiot…gasp!!”

    Yasha covered his mouth, surprised that he had unknowingly become angry at Logs.

    Logs, unaware of Yasha’s condition, was blankly staring at the crystal ball.

    The yaksha let out a hollow laugh as if he was dumbfounded by the sight of the two.

    “Sign.”

    “Yes.”

    “I know it’s fun, but don’t miss it now.”

    “I will keep that in mind.”

    At his command, Stig held Yasha tightly again. Yasha struggled harder than before.

    Yasha’s strength was like that of a newborn baby in front of the power of Stig, who was giving him real strength.

    “Then with this, I will check whether you are the man who will have our daughter or not.”

    ⌜Suddenly what…⌟

    “Of course you’ll accept it, right?”

    ⌜That’s it…okay. I’m going to get the same thing anyway, so just.⌟

    “only?”

    ⌜I’ll only use 4 shots. Is that okay?⌟

    “Do whatever you want, whether it’s 5 or 4 shots.”

    ⌜Thank goodness, I’m going to use one as a surprise.⌟

    Logs, who had said so, aimed his gun at the corner where the crystal ball was and shot.

    bang!

    ⌜The voice will be heard. The witness is Gzla who is next to me⌟

    ⌜When did I!!⌟

    ⌜Oh my… Seriously, just like that.⌟

    ⌜I’m sorry.⌟

    ⌜Is the king okay?⌟

    “I already shot it anyway. And it doesn’t matter since I can tell the difference by sound. ”

    ⌜Good, then our bet will be decided by my survival.⌟

    “Yeah.”

    ⌜Hey.⌟

    ⌜Why again.⌟

    ⌜Informal speech?⌟

    ⌜Why?⌟

    ⌜You count to 3 seconds.⌟

    ⌜3…⌟

    ⌜Good, even if I die, please spare Yasha, King.⌟

    “What are you talking about, Logs!”

    “Stig, shut Yasha’s mouth.”

    “Yes.”

    “Eungeung!! Eungeung!!”

    “Keep going, Gzilla.”

    ⌜2…⌟

    ⌜1…⌟

    The moment his counting of numbers ends.

    Instead of pretending to hear the sound that was supposed to be heard.

    bang!

    The sound of a gunshot filled the room.

    “…”

    The room became quiet for a moment.

    It was Gzilla’s scream that broke their silence.

    ⌜Uwaaaah!!! Shit blood! Blood! Shit!⌟

    “Eung!!!”

    “I see, so in the end, it was a human. Stig, let me go now.”

    Stig let go of Yasha as if he had been waiting.

    Yasha, who had collapsed on the floor, ran out of the room with a confused expression and started running towards ‘Room 2’.

    “No no no no no no no no no no no no.“

    Absolutely not.

    “You can’t go inside.”

    “Get out of the way…get out of the way quickly!”

    “It is the King’s command. It cannot be…”

    Thud thud.

    “Get out of the way, Lag.”

    “Okay.”

    The guide guarding the door quietly gave way at the king’s command.

    Yasha flung the door open as soon as the guide stepped away from it. Black smoke poured out through the crack in the open door.

    And the first thing that caught her eye was the real blood on the floor. Yasha began to deny the sight, not believing it.

    “Lies, lies.”

    Yasha, who had lost his mind, ran into room number 2.

    Bam.

    I felt like I bumped into someone right in front of me.

    Yasha could tell right away that this was not the kind of thing Gzla had.

    This is…

    “If you come in like this, there’s a surprise…Why are you, why are you crying?”

    “Ugh!! You’re really annoying!!”

    “Huh? Do I have to hear that from you now?”

    Yasha did not answer Logs’s words, but continued to cry in his arms.

    The figure silently raised his left hand and quietly stroked her head.

    “You managed to survive.”

    “Did you wish to die?”

    “I secretly hoped so. But I know you deserve my daughter, so I will allow it.”

    “Please don’t say anything weird. But, doesn’t the magic gun originally have a heal?”

    Logs lifted his blood-soaked right hand and showed it to the Yacha.

    “Um…I’ll explain and treat later. It’s my daughter’s time now.”

    “Understood, Your Majesty.”

    “?”

    I called out to the yaksha who was walking away from me.

    “Hey, old man!!”

    “My daughter worried about you a lot, too. Think of it as compensation and endure it.”

    ‘No, you’re not that kind of character!’

    That’s a keboong!!

    And it really hurts!!

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