Chapter 214 – Traitor’s End
In my complicated mind, the words of Hergel before he died kept coming to mind. He didn’t know whether the food was going into his mouth or his nose, and he shoveled it in, thinking about the meaning of the words.
These were words filled with regret and regret. He regretted his own wrong life.
Does that regret stem from guilt toward the victims? Or was it from the futility of losing a child?
The reason Hergel committed crimes and raised the organization was to ensure that his family lived without shortage.
He went through many secret struggles and successfully called out the organization. His enemies only increased, and it became difficult to protect his family, the most important meaning in his life.
In order to protect his family, he had to do the contradictory act of not giving love to his family.
As a result, the causal relationship has been reversed.
The existence of an organization that was created and increased in size to make the family live comfortably has become a threat to the family.
Children who grew up without being loved by their parents naturally do not know how to love their parents, and the family has become a dry relationship with only blood.
If you look at the reasons one by one, the result is that it was difficult to protect the family.
If you had the power to protect your family, wouldn’t it be possible to have a harmonious family while running an organization?
No, if I had a lot of money in the first place, I wouldn’t have needed to set up an organization. If it had not been organized, it would not have led to a catastrophe like yesterday. I feel a little bit organized.
It is said that there is no answer in life, but in the end, most of the gloomy thoughts and philosophical worries can be solved with money.
Some say that I would rather be a hungry Socrates than a pig with a full stomach. It really sounds like shit. The guy who says that must be a bastard who is already full. If you hold on to your hungry stomach because you don’t have rice to boil right away, you will envy the bastard who enjoys the luxurious life of a Hollywood actor.
It is much better to sit in the driver’s seat of a Mercedes and cry while enjoying the cool air than sitting on a park bench and crying while being bitten by mosquitoes.
What is life. It’s not my taste to think of such a complicated dog shit philosophy. Before thinking about what life is, you should be happy today.
If you eat delicious food, lie in a comfortable bed, mingle with pretty women, and live without complaints, you won’t worry about such useless things.
24 hours is not enough to think about the meaning of life. I have no intention of being in a bad mood. There is still much work to be done.
You have to check Johannes’ condition and hand over the information to Trisian. After that, you have to go back to Arpagon and meet Elena, and you have to kill Elena and Liliana as well.
Let’s focus on the practical problems that are right in front of us.
“Umm, I ate well.”
After eating all the rice, I am full. After all, a well-fed piglet is better. The meaning of life and such philosophical concerns do not suit me.
That’s just annoying. Burden.
“Are you awake? Miss.”
“Huh…”
When she heard the sound behind her, she turned her head to see Germi rubbing her eyes as she entered the dining room.
“Germi, can I sleep longer?”
“Huh… Even in this situation, I am still hungry…”
“That… They were buried in the back garden by Natalya.”
“… Thank you.”
“…”
Natalya nodded quietly at Germi’s greeting.
“Do you want to rest today? All urgent fires are turned off.”
“No… Even if I went up to the capital anyway, I wouldn’t have seen anything in the future. Just… Nothing different…”
The maids brought food in front of Germi, who was sitting at the table. Germi spoke as if she was trying hard to tell herself.
Germi, who was stirring the soup with a spoon, sighed deeply.
“Ha… I feel really weird… At first, I even thought of killing him. Did I build up affection for treating you well over the past few days? .”
Certainly, when she first met Germi, she said she would kill Hergel. As Germi stopped the spoon with which she stirred her soup, she changed the subject.
“By the way, I couldn’t keep my promise to Phillips.”
“Did you ask me to kill Herendal yourself?”
“Huh.”
“The situation was a situation, what would a single member of the organization say?”
It’s a guy who thought he’d go after Johannes at least, but it’s useless for him to be dissatisfied.
“That’s right…”
“What are the maids doing here?”
She glanced at the two maids behind her. She was a blunt-looking maid who looked like a senior, and a younger-looking maid who looked like a successor. Both have pretty pretty faces.
“These two were hired by Hergel… Because we need someone to manage the building. Can you both continue?”
“Yes.”
“No problem! Rather, there is no place that pays as much money as here… I wonder if I would like to continue~”
The maid who seemed to be a senior still answered bluntly, and the maid who seemed to be her successor gave a rather bright answer.
Her senior maid noticed her successor.
“Berry.”
“Oh, sorry. Senior Vivian. Unbeknownst to me, I was happy that the bully disappeared.”
“…”
“Sigh…”
As Vivian continued to notice, Berry shut her mouth.
*****
As soon as I went to work on the black moon, I gathered the officers and other members of the organization. It is to proceed with the appointment ceremony for Philips executives.
Germi, who was looking around the gang members in the central hall, stood next to Phillips and began her speech.
“Philips made a big contribution as a whistleblower in the betrayal of Johannes…”
Standing stiffly next to Germi, Phillips stares straight ahead with tense eyes.
While looking at it, I went down to the basement where Johannes was being tortured.
He stepped on the circular underground stairs and descended. The iron gate with a gloomy aura stood firm.
As soon as I opened the door, I was breathless.
“Huh…”
“Ah, Hansung! What are you doing in this shabby place… !”
A guard welcomed me.
“You have suffered a lot. I came to check that Johannes’ torture is going well.”
“I will guide you!”
As I followed the guard down the hallway where the water flowed, I could see the faces of beggars trapped in the prison cells on either side. All of them looked like wet mice, and their eyes were full of fatigue.
“Why are these bastards so wet?”
“They were watered periodically during the night.”
“Water?”
“I’m not going to let you sleep. Some smell.”
“Hmm…”
Come to think of it, did he say that the best way to torture people is to keep them from sleeping?
“It is inside. We will open the door.”
“Okay.”
The guard knocked on the iron door in the hallway and opened the door.
The door opened and the fishy smell of blood wafted in.
“This time it smells like blood…”
The door opened, revealing the back of the torture technician’s head. Over his shoulder, he could see Johannes strapped to a chair.
“Ugh… My, please don’t…”
“Kihihi, do you have to cry like a girl to write that a nobleman who used to be a high-ranking official broke some testicles? I won’t let too much blood flow, so I’ll put a special cloth on it~ My hand is weak~”
“Please forgive me… I was wrong…”
“If you pray while crying like a lamb like that, you’re going to be ugly again~!”
“Wow…”
Johannes’ face was miserable. He was completely naked and his limbs were tied to an iron chair, but all of his profuse hair had been plucked out, and bloody scabs were filling his head instead of hair, and his fingernails were all lifted. His face and chest are smeared with white liquid that he doesn’t know what it is.
In addition, there are traces of hot blood flowing between the legs. He was bleeding to stop the bleeding from the testicles that had been ruptured by the torture technician. A piece of cloth is inserted into the burst ball.
“Torture technician. A lot of hard work.”
“Ah, are you Hansung? You didn’t even know you were here because you were so focused.”
“…”
As soon as the torture technician, a buck-toothed and severely snub-nosed man, saw me, he bowed his head in greeting. His naked back was visible.
Why are you wearing only black leather apron on her naked body? Why are you humming like a woman? Besides being a man, her nails were painted black.
It’s over the line…
At least, it was fortunate that Thermia was the first person in this world who made my eyes feel better with a naked apron.
At least, I almost lost my precious first experience of the naked apron to this bastard.
“How long do you think it will take to reach your goal?”
“I think it will be enough until tomorrow morning.”
“Tomorrow morning? Wasn’t that what you were doing yesterday? Are you not sleeping?”
“Yes! This bastard has been abusing me a lot since the old days. How much she has been waiting for this day ♥”
“Damn it, don’t use hearts!”
“Oh, sorry.”
At my screams, the torture technician apologized in a grave voice. The contrast with the nasal sound is stark.
When the ugly boy speaks in a honey dripping tone that seems to have a heart at the end of his words, my eyes are focused. Even this kid isn’t just ugly.
Amazingly ugly came into being It looks wrong. It is a face that would not be enough no matter what modifiers were brought and attached to it.
It is said that the legendary orc called Chwisanryeol was laughing with just his face, but this cub makes him vomit with just his face. But what you do is horrifying. If it wasn’t for my subordinate, he might have killed him right away.
“You know? Can’t kill It should be made into an idiot.”
“Yes, of course!”
Snort again It’s a voice I really hate to hear. Two days in the same room as this bastard? Oh fuck, I think I’m going crazy I think I’m going crazy!
“You ripped off all your fingernails, and you even ruptured your testicles. How are you going to torture me now? You shouldn’t die from excessive blood loss, so it shouldn’t be too much of a wound, right?”
“Now I intend to write this.”
A torture technician pulled out a sharp nail.
“Where are you going to use it?”
“Like this~”
“Ahhhhh!
Sharp nails touched the crumpled skin exposed by the lifting of the nails. Johannes twisted his body and screamed.
I know because I’ve broken my fingernails while playing pranks in the past. The human skin under the fingernails is so sensitive that it can go crazy.
The torture technician lifts Johannes’ fingernails and presses sharp iron nails against the red, wrinkled skin with his fingers.
“Aaaaa!! Aagh!!!”
“Oh ho ho ho!!! More! Scream some more!”
“Aaaaa!!!!”
“Higher!”
As if training a soprano singer, the torture technician pressed Johannes’ iron nails harder while laughing louder as he screamed.
The iron nail tightened the wrinkled skin. It is pressed to the limit just before penetrating the skin.
“More! More! Go higher!”
“Kuaaaaa!!”
Poo-wook. An iron nail penetrated the skin. The skin, which had been inflated to the limit, wrinkled again.
Drops of blood trickled out between the nail and the skin. Compared to Johannes’ screams, drops of blood came out like ant urine.
The torture technician driving iron nails into Johannes’ fingertips put his ear to Johannes’ mouth and shook his head frantically up and down like a death metal rock singer.
“Hmm, nice to hear. Alas, scream some more! Hear more of that scream for me! Alas, it looks cheap! Can I spray it all over my body? Yes?!”
The torture technician put aside the apron that was covering his body and kicked off… Oh shit I can’t see It’s too dirty.
I left the torture chamber with my back to the ensemble of the madman and the madman. The slaves in the cage looked at the iron door behind my back with a look of fear as to what was happening at the screams coming from inside the torture chamber.
“Nothing… There wasn’t… !”
