episode_0734

Morning, 1:14 AM.

Is it because we won the semifinals?

Or was it because unidentified attackers broke into the stadium?

“Never thought I would stay here again.”

Cheonma Lee Ye-ryeong felt a sense of disappointment at having entered the highest-class room among the five-star hotels and suites given to her in Busan.

“I definitely like Korea.”

Lee Ye-ryeong traveled to many places in China.

She visited all the major cities in China, from Beijing to Shanghai, and wherever she visited, China provided her with the best hotels and facilities and welcomed her with hospitality.

The continent was large.

Ye-ryeong Lee saw all kinds of sights that cannot be seen in Korea, and traveled to so many places that it is no exaggeration to say that she spent more nights sleeping in hotels than at home.

However, no matter how good the view is, no matter how spacious the room is, and no matter how good the room service is.

“Is this the stability of hometown?”

Ye-ryeong Lee’s heart was touched by the inexplicable sense of security that came from being able to see with her own eyes the scenery of the place where she was born and raised.

“…Hehe, I really.”

Even though it is well past midnight, many people are still out on the streets of Haeundae and enjoying the night.

Before I left here, I said to myself several times, ‘Please don’t get in trouble and go to bed early,’ but now, I feel fond of that and miss it for no reason.

“Is this homesickness?”

Even though modern civilization has developed so much that you can fly to the other side of the world within a day by plane, the sense of the word ‘hometown’ made Lee Ye-ryeong lost in thought in many ways.

“Or maybe it was because I stepped on the ground.”

My feelings deepen.

After the assassins of the Hwalbindang raided the accommodation type aircraft carrier supported by the authorities and the association.

Unlike before, when she had to come back to the beach right after the game, except on game days, just resting at the hotel filled Lee Ye-ryeong’s whole body.

“…….”

That feeling cannot be dismissed as simply homesickness.

Sejong Island.

The source of this ability.

Busan, the closest place to there, the top of a high-rise hotel with a panoramic view of the sea.

The densest magical energy flowing through the sea breeze seeped into Lee Ye-ryeong’s lungs through the air, and it felt like it was melting right into Lee Ye-ryeong’s body as magical energy.

It’s not an illusion.

Clearly, this feeling is like mana being restored.

In China, no matter how hard she tried, she could not feel it, and the feeling of always being somehow empty and lacking is now awakening Lee Ye-ryeong again.

“This is why everyone can’t leave Korea…”

Heroes who have been overseas know this.

Why can’t Korean heroes just go outside?

If you feel like you are full of dust and stuffy every time you breathe, in Korea you feel a sense of fullness that awakens all your senses.

Nevertheless, if you were to give up this feeling and leave Korea, you would have to give up your right to breathe cleanly and everything else.

– Lose even a thousand ㅡㅡ!!

The shouts of a drunken middle-aged man knock on the window.

It may not have been something he said knowingly, but as it happened, Lee Ye-ryeong heard that shout.

“…….”

I want to be intoxicated by the magic in the air, but I don’t feel like getting drunk.

However, I couldn’t help but feel moved every time I saw or heard people’s eyes filled with hatred, resentment, contempt, and anger due to my choice.

“Even though I don’t know much.”

People don’t know that they had no choice but to do that.

I was so angry that I went to Hero Wiki and went directly to the page called ‘Lee Ye-ryeong/Controversy/Traitor Exile’ to complain about my unfairness…

-Yes, Chinese IP. Block~

-Min Ji-young went into exile because she was forced to do something like that? It’s nonsense, right? Gukmo, the mother of S-class twins? Are you crazy because you want to get sued?

-[Notice] This is a restricted account.

Even that was deleted like a flash of light before many people even saw it, without anyone believing it.

But how can you say something like that so carelessly?

The person who caused his exile was the one who tormented him both while he was alive and after his death, and that terrible memory has remained an irreversible wound to Lee Ye-ryeong even to this day.

Would that woman’s daughter, Baridegi Taeirin’s recovery ability, be able to restore her body?

well.

Miraculously, the physical wounds may be able to recover or regenerate, but they will not be able to heal the nightmarish memories that still make Lee Ye-ryeong wake up in her sleep.

There is only one way to cure it.

“…Just laundry.”

Just like those in the Imaemangryang group, they transform themselves into a completely new being.

Of course, they are cases where they ‘died’ and came back to life, but isn’t what the world thinks important?

Now, I am still receiving all kinds of double insults for being a traitor and being a light year for daring to beat a Korean hero in the semifinals and beating a former hot guy with merciless punches –

“Actually, that guy was a good guy too.”

If she hears that voice, only then will Ye-ryeong Lee be able to close her eyes in peace.

“…No, but.”

Lee Ye-ryeong, who was breathing calmly and trying to fall asleep while intoxicated with mana, suddenly woke up.

“Who’s a nice guy, a nice guy. I’ve never liked fighting gods, and I don’t like them either.”

Lee Ye-ryeong did not like to commit suicide.

Lee Ye-ryeong does not like to commit suicide.

Lee Ye-ryeong would not like to commit suicide.

There is not a single element of Lee Jun-young, who is devoted to the past, present, and future, that can be rationally called attractive, so how can there be romance?

rather-

“……Sseu-eup.”

Lee Ye-ryeong shook his head vigorously to forget the existence that had appeared in his mind for a moment.

“Oh, I really do. Maybe you like bad guys…?”

“What?”

“…?!!?”

A woman’s voice was heard from behind.

Hearing the familiar yet cute voice, Lee Ye-ryeong immediately stood up and unleashed his magic.

“Da, are you…?!”

“Long time no see.”

The back of the recliner sofa where Lee Ye-ryeong was sitting.

“I sent a separate clone to talk, but as soon as I came in, I saw a fox trying to make love to someone else’s man.”

A white-haired woman wearing a black one-piece hanbok was glaring at Lee Ye-ryeong with her eyes half closed.

“Anyway, that’s right, what? Do you like bad men?”

“…It’s been a while, sister. But, for a moment.”

Lee Ye-ryeong pointed at the white-haired woman, specifically at her chest, with a very nervous face.

“Where did the baby bottle that will be used to feed the baby to be born later disappear?”

“…….”

The tip of Lee Ye-ryeong’s finger, the white-haired woman’s chest, was as flat as the hotel’s exterior wall.

“You….”

“Is this you? Perhaps a clone prepared by the organization? Did that guy even create a clone of you? Mark 1:2, or even more? Oh my god.”

“It’s true that it’s 1:2, but it’s not a clone, it’s an alter ego.”

“…That’s even more shocking.”

Lee Ye-ryeong rubbed her chest with a sour face and slightly lowered her head.

“…Nice to meet you. Seolhee unni.”

“Yes. okay. I’m sorry for not being able to greet you properly in front of people.”

“What I’ve come to now is…”

“I thought it would be fastest to hear from you about what is happening in China.”

“…Didn’t you hear the story?”

“They said it would be better not to know.”

Baek Seol-hee, her alter ego, swept her hand across her abdomen.

“But you can’t live your whole life without knowing. Isn’t that right?”

“…….”

“It’s okay. The reason he said that was because he was worried about me and the child. Did you disconnect from your alter ego? Right now, I have some sort of residual consciousness, so if I don’t want to hear it, I can just set myself on fire.”

“……What a convenience. No, that’s true, but.”

After catching his breath, Lee Ye-ryeong stood face to face with Baek Seol-hee.

“It’s really okay, right? You don’t say that it will affect the body, that it will turn into a devil due to mental shock, or that it will have a negative impact on the child, right? Then you will be killed by that goblin.”

“It’s okay. Right now, the main body is listening to a lullaby sung by a goblin as prenatal music.”

“……?”

“I’m sleeping with the 3-minute continuous playback on.”

“…….”

Lee Ye-ryeong immediately erased the image that came to mind.

“Phew. all right. Well, I don’t know where to start explaining it, but let me explain it briefly.”

Sreuk.

“In inland China, the illegitimate son of a North Korean leader created the underground Joseon Empire with his S-class psychic child.”

“…….”

“And there, they kidnap Koreans, give birth to Koreans, and produce people with special abilities while being cut off from civilization.”

“…….”

“The ruling class is ‘pure-blooded’ Koreans. However, the people born there, such as sheep or lower class people, were ‘mixed race’.”

“…….”

Baek Seol-hee’s already white skin began to gradually become whiter and paler.

“Joseon Union, Joseon Empire. They tried to make me their queen. So that only pure-blooded Koreans can live as ‘royalty’.”

* * *

Go inside.

I keep running and running, and get inside with the executives of the organization.

“What…?! Emergency in areas 1 and 3!! Intruders…Aaaah!”

[Is it possible that advanced Nines are slowly appearing now?]

“If this happens, self-destruct…!”

[That’s no use either. There are already 40 people who act like you.]

There were many people blocking our path, but no one succeeded in alerting us to the emergency or forcibly detonating the bomb collar.

[But you…]

I felt a sense of discomfort at the sight of the Upper Nine lying down below.

Although she is a beautiful woman, she is a talented person who seems to be at B level, so of course she is a beautiful woman, but rather than Korean…

“Yaaaa!!”

“Huh?”

While the executives were disarming the bomb collar, a 4-year-old child was running towards me holding a pickaxe.

“Let go of my mom!! Nitschpalema ㅡㅡ!”

[…….]

Although he is a 4-year-old child, villains do not discriminate between men and women of all ages.

[Genrosbeam.]

“Ugh?!”

Especially if you are a talented person.

“Goblin, you….”

[Rest assured. It was temporarily tied up. A person with a D-level ability, even a child, can do Zenloss like this even remotely…]

I turned my eyes to Nine lying on the floor.

[The further we go inside, the more the outline becomes clear. You were not born here.]

I aimed the goblin bat at the back of Nine’s head, who was wearing a gachae.

[He is probably a 25-year-old, or at least a 24-year-old ‘Chinese person with special abilities.’]

“Ugh…!”

[Answer the question. you guys….]

Based on what I realized from seeing the reality of those caught in underground labor camps, or, as they termed them, ‘untouchables’.

[In this country, the Korean Union, those born with Chinese blood are commoners or pariahs. Am I right?]

“…Shut up.”

Nine gritted his teeth and expressed intense anger at me.

“We are Koreans…!”

Of Hell Joseon, with nationality.