Mo Yong-Juhee was holding back screams the whole time.

    Or maybe he just couldn’t hold back his screams.

    A terrible feeling of tearing through one’s flesh. The guard kept screaming. My ears were deafening, like I was underwater. Mo Yong-juhui did not know whether his own screams were also mixed in or not.

    The dismemberment of a person was dirty and terrible.

    Even if it was an enemy that I hated so much that I wanted to kill.

    But it’s just a sweet, clear voice that whispers in my ear amidst this terrible place, this whole terrible, terrible world, the terrible time, the terrible me, the terrible memories, all the terrible things.

    “You did really well. Next we take a look at the torso. ruler. Shall we cover it up? Here like this-”

    Long, white, beautiful fingers trace the stomach of the guard and the guard. As if there was a sharp blade, the skin gently splits to reveal the inside.

    Yellow, lumpy fat is revealed.

    A finger passed by once, and only then did the internal, pulsating organs become fully exposed, and soon they were submerged in a shallow layer of blood.

    “Whoop.”

    “Oops. Moyong Sojeo. You have a weak stomach.”

    “No, no, it’s okay. I can endure it.”

    No, you can’t look pathetic.

    Mo Yong-juhui desperately suppressed nausea.

    Preface Sojeo, warm, came to save me, and if I were pathetic, I would abandon myself. Like everyone else did.

    “Although it looks gross, if you look closely, you can feel that it was made insincerely. It’s called the five organs and six parts, right? What are the five intestines?”

    “Eup, Week… … ”

    In the end, Mo Yong-juhui could not hold back the rising nausea. Thin, empty gastric juice pours into the open abdominal cavity.

    However, the prisoner’s organs are creaking and convulsing as if their organs are covered in acid.

    The moment when the arm, which had already lost its bones and was tattered from the sharpness, swung wildly and hit Mo Yong Joo-hee’s cheek helplessly with a crash –

    Oh, no… …

    “Hi, ha… … . I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Sorry for polluting you. Sorry… … ”

    “Oops. are you okay. are you okay. Yes, you can. Those bastards, in a humane way, should be given at least one summary.”

    Mo Yong Joo-hee struggled to escape from Cheong’s wide embrace on her thighs. no. no.

    “It’s okay. It could be so. It’s not Moyong Sojeo’s fault. Because Moyong and Sojeo did nothing wrong.”

    “Let go! Let go! no. I’m sorry, please let me go. It’s dirty. I-”

    “Shh. Moyong Sojeo is not dirty. Sozer said that to me. He said he didn’t do anything dirty or indecent. He said he held on well. It’s great.”

    Such warm positivity. It felt like tears were about to fall. Yes, if you listen to me well, if you listen to me this well-

    “ character. I’m slowly losing my breath. Let’s watch this bug die together. The guy who was harassing Moyong Sojeo was such an insignificant creature. There is no need to be afraid.”

    Mo Yong-juhui saw the dying guard.

    The arms and legs are showing overturned muscles and white bones here and there, the stomach and chest are wide open and exposed, and you can barely breathe with the sound of phlegm clearing.

    “ character. excuse me. Look at your eyes. Those eyes are desperately asking for help. It’s fun, right? That bad guy looking at me groveling and earnestly for help in the face of death.”

    “Huh… … !”

    Mo Yong Ju-hee could only swallow her screams desperately as her eyes were crying out for help with her desperate, bloodshot eyes.

    —-

    In the distant past, Cheong’s GPA in liberal arts psychology was at its highest.

    It could never be said that Cheong was a motivated, studious, and understanding student, as his notorious boredom and lack of attendance led him to remain awake in the graveyard of those who failed to sign up for classes.

    If a liberal arts psychology instructor had seen Cheong now, he would have hit the ground with regret.

    Counseling with a client is the act of healing a wounded heart through unconditional acceptance, positivity, and empathy.

    The biggest taboo is suggesting alternatives. If I thought that would happen, I wouldn’t have been hurt in the first place.

    Cheong was confused and did the exact opposite.

    It was something that Cheong put his heart into.

    Isn’t revenge inherently meaningless when it loses its momentum, and then life becomes vain?

    Rather than killing someone easily, I should get as much comfort as possible from seeing them in pain.

    Since humans have a tendency to mistakenly believe that their thoughts are universal, they thought that the ferocious anatomy of a thousand-year old castle would also be helpful to Mo Yong-Ju-xi.

    “Moyong Sojeo, are you okay now?”

    However, if it was thought that the mind could be healed through radical anatomy, Mo Yong-juhui would have had to have been born with a hideous malignancy such as jisal-seong or ji-hyeong-seong, even if he was not a thousand years old.

    It would have been a relief if the Qing had left the enemy to be strangled, but showing kindness in its own way was another torture that Mo Yong-juhui had to endure in the end.

    “Yes, yes, I did well, right? You did everything the preface Sojeo told you to do. You won’t throw it away, right? You’re not throwing it away, right?”

    “Throwing it away. Don’t say things like that. Of course, Moyong Sojeo was a bit unpleasant-”

    “I was wrong. sorry. sorry. sorry. sorry. I did everything wrong, me? No, you! It’s all because of you! only you! If it weren’t for you! It’s because of you! Take responsibility! Of course you have to take responsibility!”

    this. Cheong felt sorry.

    He hasn’t come to his senses yet.

    I can’t even joke.

    No, what happens to me if I end up like this?

    Cheong sighed heavily.

    Mo Yong Joo-hee was shocked at that.

    Then he crawled to his knees and grabbed his legs again.

    “No, no. Not sincere. Don’t throw it away? yes? Now all I have is a preface and a small book. I did everything I was told. I will listen carefully from now on. If I do something, do you like breaking it? Shall I break your head? Or will you believe me if I take out your eyeballs?”

    “I’m not playing with corpses.”

    “Oh. Well then, what should I do? Just tell me and I will do it all… … ”

    Cheong hugged Mo Yong-juhui again.

    “I’m sorry. It was a joke. Don’t worry, you will never have to throw it away. ruler. Took.”

    “Yes. yes. Yes.”

    Cheong tried to sigh again but held it back.

    Well, I wonder how afraid I must be of leaving it behind now.

    “Hmm. I guess I’ll have to go back to the ground first. Moyong Soje, can you wait here for a moment? On the way out, I have to take care of some of the blood cult bastards-”

    “Together, let’s go together! You can’t leave it behind!”

    “If they work hard, you’ll be in pain again. You don’t want to be sick. If you wait a moment, I will quickly organize my route-”

    “It’s okay! It’s okay, let’s go together. I can endure the pain. I’ll be patient, so don’t leave me alone, don’t leave me alone… … ”

    Cheong scratched his head.

    Why is he being so annoying?

    “The poison that solitude emits is painful, but not life-threatening, but can you really endure it?”

    “Yes! I can endure it. So-”

    “ character. wake up. Let’s go out and talk first.”

    In response, Mo Yong-juhui grabbed Cheong’s hand and staggered to his feet. And after taking about two steps with trembling steps, he stumbled and his body tilted, and Cheong quickly caught up with Mo Yong Ju-hee, who was falling.

    “Moyong Sojeo? Feet, you bastards, human claws-”

    “It’s okay. I can walk. It hurts a bit.”

    “How do I walk when my toenails are all gone? It won’t work.”

    “No, I can walk. I can walk!”

    “Calm down. Yes, Moyong Soje can walk, but it hurts so much. I’ll give you a piggyback ride. Now.”

    In the end, Cheong placed Mo Yong Ju-hui on his back and tied it tightly with the guard’s top and bottom.

    hmm. This is the greatest invention of the Korean people in human history, the swaddle, which the whole world was amazed and admired.

    I don’t know why it’s happening again.

    —-

    From what I heard, Daeju hasn’t been seen since last night and the unit leader said he had work to do after the morning incident, so it would be the perfect time to steal away Mo Yong Joo Hee.

    Although Cheong had vaguely heard of the underground path, it was not easy to find the way based on the verbal explanation.

    Still, Cheong wasn’t particularly worried, because if he didn’t know, he could find someone who did. It is said that smart people naturally manipulate others.

    After slowly and concentratingly walking around looking for a sign, he finally found his target.

    “Who, who are you! Here, town.”

    As Cheong stamped his foot, a pitch-black shadow fluttered, shot out at incredible speed, and covered the mouth of the blood cult warrior.

    However, solitude is not something you can manipulate with words.

    If the solar plexus is angry and burning like this –

    “Ugh… … !”

    Along with a painful groan in his ear, flames suddenly burst into Cheong’s head.

    When a person’s pain goes beyond what a sane mind can endure, they reflexively grab something and squeeze it with all their might to try to burst it.

    That’s enough to damage the ligaments in my hands.

    It was a feat that overrode the upper limit that the brain unconsciously sets to prevent injury.

    Since Mo Yong Ju-hui was being carried by Cheong, the large handle was located in a perfect position to hold.

    “billion.”

    Cheong’s hair turned pure white.

    It was an excruciating pain comparable to the oil training.

    This is because female warriors have more vital points than men.

    In response, Cheong also naturally strengthened his grip, and it was while Cheong was blocking the sound by holding the lower officer of the blood cult warrior by the chin.

    In the end, the blood religion warrior’s upper and lower jaws were crushed and shattered, killing him in an instant.

    And Cheongdo also fell.

    Mo Yong Ju-hee was a warrior, and he happened to be a warrior who used dual swords. Since each sword is wielded with only one hand, the grip strength is much stronger than that of an ordinary swordsman or thief.

    The power of that powerful grip was squeezing Cheong’s vital points with a force that exceeded his usual output.

    Cheong fell down and wriggled without even being able to tell him to let go.

    Although the blood cult warrior was dead, the loneliness was still alive and continued to send stimulation signals, so it was a terrible pain that lasted for about a while before it finally realized its host’s death and calmed down.

    This is karma.

    It can be said that he was punished for forcing Mo Yong Ju-hui to experience a terrible forced massacre.

    “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. sorry. Don’t throw it away, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I’m really sorry. I really didn’t mean to, so even if you hit me, ah! Preface Sozer: You like pulling out your fingernails, right? Preface If you want, I have ten… … ”

    This is why I can’t be angry.

    Cheong glanced at me.

    I don’t think it was torn apart. Did it explode?

    It keeps throbbing, it hurts so much. Is this okay? It hurts a little too much… … .

    “Ha. are you okay. And you like pulling out your fingernails, who would make such a terrible accusation? Of course I like it. Still.”

    Qing prevented a recurrence by tearing off the sleeves of the blood cult warrior and putting them in a bundle in the hands of Mo Yong Ju-hui.

    Thanks to some trial and error, the second attempt was successful.

    A real-time job change took place where a warrior from a religious cult was so moved that he changed his job to become a friendly guide after undergoing a procedure to remove parasites that left a hole in his stomach while acting in solitude.

    “If you go out here, you will find the corner of Seobuk-ro. Well, then, as promised… … ”

    “You must keep your promises. But, you didn’t make a promise to Moyong Sojeo, right? Moyong Sojeo? Please do me a favor.”

    In response, Mo Yong Ju-hui stretched out both arms and snapped off the head of the warrior from the Blood Religion.

    Cheong steadily climbed the stairs, leaving the monk, whose neck was turned at over 90 degrees, alone.

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