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    The news of Yeom Jin’s death changed daily life.

    Soyou could not shout that he would avenge his teacher right away.

    This was because at the death of the teacher who had followed me like a parent, a tsunami called loss enveloped the flames called anger.

    Maybe it would have been better to go on a rampage to seek revenge?

    Inho thought.

    After hearing the news about Yeom Jin, So Yu collapsed.

    Like a turned off electronic device, fluttering.

    There was no warning whatsoever in that action.

    In-ho took out the money in his pocket and called a congressman.

    The doctor checked her pulse and prescribed several herbal medicines.

    However, there was no significant improvement, and In-ho continued to visit the doctor, but he was told that there was nothing he could do to solve the disease because it was psychological.

    “……”

    Inho put a towel in cold water, took it out, and squeezed out the water.

    When I put my hand on Soyou’s forehead, it looked like a fireball.

    It’s been three days and the fever hasn’t gone down.

    Inho’s heart became heavy as he saw Soyou sweating and muttering.

    “Yeomryun-gong and all… He’s still a kid.”

    My teacher is not yet an adult by Korean standards.

    He understood well that no matter how harsh the hardships he had endured, he was not old enough to truly understand loss.

    Even he, who had lived in the original world for over 30 years, was not used to loss.

    He wiped her sweat with another towel.

    Despite his care, Soyou showed no sign of opening her eyes.

    An indefinite wait.

    Inho, who thought his work was roughly finished, opened the door and came out.

    He sat down on the floor and looked up at the sky blankly.

    The moon, which had risen in vain, was softly lighting up the world.

    “I ran out of money.”

    I had almost spent all my money calling a doctor and finding a room to sleep in.

    If a few more days pass like this, the travel expenses will run out.

    A situation where you have to work.

    Inho was thinking of finding something that wouldn’t take too long.

    I also thought about what to do. I was planning to make a delivery at the market.

    If you use footwork, you will be able to handle many deliveries quickly and accurately.

    Of course, some will criticize him, saying it is not something a person who has learned martial arts should do.

    But it was not the time to choose between cold and hot food.

    “…If the Ambassador is to the point of being abused, then who is it?”

    Master Yeom Jin is not a warrior so weak that he can be easily defeated by someone.

    Since the information given by the messenger from Meng was very little, In-ho had many questions about the death of the ambassador.

    [Yejin. Death.] and the information that he was killed by the Sapa forces with whom he had a grudge.

    There were too few clues.

    “Now that I think about it, I only heard it was Sapa, but I never heard what it was.”

    As if he had finally realized it, Inho hit his knee.

    He recalled a martial arts novel he had read to kill time.

    “……”

    He stared into the sky without an answer.

    As if looking up wasn’t enough, he lay down on the floor and closed his eyes for a moment.

    I was tired.

    Mentally and physically.

    Since nursing Soyou, I haven’t slept properly.

    “Let’s sleep for just 30 minutes. If you want to go to work tomorrow…”

    He muttered, not resisting the approaching beast.

    Could it be because I had a light sleep?

    he had a dream

    As if there was a crack in the sky, a crack appeared in the clear sky.

    Five cracks like a glass window on the verge of breaking.

    Something was coming out of the crack.

    ***

    “…Hey.”

    “Hoya….”

    “Inho….”

    He heard his name being called from afar.

    Very, small.

    But Inho did not miss that small sound.

    This was thanks to my senses sharpened while camping.

    “…!”

    He suddenly raised his upper body and looked around.

    “Inho….”

    Soyou’s voice was heard from inside the door, and Inho kicked in the door and entered.

    “Master!”

    In a room where the moonlight barely shines.

    He opened his eyes and saw Soyou looking at him.

    “Are you awake?”

    Ownership occurred in about 3 days.

    “How much….”

    At the sound of a dull crack, Inho handed over the water he had placed next to him.

    Soyou gulped down the water Inho gave him and spoke to him in a slightly clearer voice than before.

    “How long has it been?”

    Probably asking about the time spent lying down.

    “It’s 3 days.”

    “It hasn’t been that long. I thought I was lying down for about a month.”

    Soyou smiled weakly.

    “Master, wait a moment. I’ll check your temperature.”

    Inho placed his hand on her forehead.

    Temperature has dropped significantly. This was the first time that my fever went down like this in such a short period of time.

    “I feel fine. I haven’t eaten anything, so I’m just a little weak.”

    He waved his arms around and appealed that Soyou was okay.

    “Anyway. Thank you for your hard work taking care of the sick. There is only you.”

    The words ‘there is only you’ seemed to have many meanings.

    “First of all, you need to rest for a few more days.”

    Inho said, wondering if he was hurt.

    “Yes, I understand. If you want to rest, you should rest.”

    Soyou obediently agreed to Inho’s words.

    “Still, I’m a bit fortunate.”

    In-ho said, rubbing his chest, perhaps because he felt less worried.

    “Which one?”

    “I have to go to the market to work starting tomorrow. I was worried about leaving Master here. Since you opened your eyes like this, I feel at ease too…”

    “Work? Market?”

    Soyou tilts his head.

    Inho didn’t feel any discomfort at the question, which had no pitch.

    “Oh, I have run out of travel expenses, so I need to make some money. I ended up spending some money while staying here.”

    “So?”

    “So, while Master is recovering his health, I am going to the market and doing a little delivery work…”

    “So?”

    “…Master?”

    At the strange reaction, Inho looked at Soyou again.

    Her eyes, reflected in the moonlight, were lifeless.

    “So, where are you going and leaving me?”

    Soyou asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.

    “……”

    Seeing that gloomy appearance, Inho kept his mouth shut.

    “Are you planning to leave me behind too?”

    When Inho is about to answer Soyou’s question.

    Rattling.

    The door closed by itself.

    – Sigh

    Pulling up the blanket, Soyou, drenched in sweat, grabbed Inho’s shoulder and pushed him back.

    Inho, who had lost his balance, lay down on the floor, and Soyou, who was on top of him, pressed her face to his chest.

    “Don’t go anywhere. As much as you… stay by my side as much as you do.”

    “Master, it’s really just a moment. If you only work in the morning…”

    “No, never fall. You just need to continue to be by my side. That’s enough for me. All I have left is you. I will never let you leave my side. never. never. never. I won’t miss you. If you run away I will cut off your legs. So don’t talk nonsense, just stick by my side. From the beginning of the day until the day sets.”

    “Master….”

    For some reason, Inho felt that his teacher’s inner strength had become even stronger.

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