Chapter 548 – Mixed Joy and Joy (2)
My eyes open.
What was visible beyond the open field of view was the ceiling of a temple surrounded by silence and darkness.
And my wife.
No.
“… Gula.”
To be exact, a goddess who arbitrarily took my ex-wife’s face and covered it up.
“Hehe, you’ve finally woken up.”
Only then do I realize my posture.
I am lying on the goddess’ knees.
I guess I should say this is truly an honor.
I am lost in memories for a moment with an unknown feeling.
“In the past, I used to lie down often.”
It reminds me.
She used to go to the Han River and lie on her lap and look up at the sky.
“I guess I miss you.”
“… “I would be lying if I said no.”
I don’t miss Han Joo-hee at all now, but I miss Han Joo-hee back then.
Isn’t it said that a man can’t forget his first love even until he dies?
To me, Han Joo-hee is more than my first love.
Perhaps the memories we shared back then will still find a place in the flashing lights that pass by right before we die.
“Tsk.”
I’m just feeling distraught.
“Let’s stop talking about this… “Why did you call me?”
Gula was confused and asked in a somewhat blunt tone, and Gula shook her head.
“I didn’t call you because it had any meaning. But…, I just held it to prevent your soul from escaping the body.”
“What is that…, Ah.”
Yes.
The battle with Viktor Vadim left countless holes in my body.
How did you manage to protect the vital area, but I thought it must be dangerous because so many were breached?
“… Is the condition serious?”
“It was like that. “Until a little while ago.”
“A little while ago… Ramen.”
Does this mean that the critical situation was barely overcome?
“Han Joo-yeon… Was it? While that child was holding on to your breath, the saint arrived.”
“Ah.”
A saint has arrived.
Just those words put my heart at ease.
As long as she hadn’t stopped breathing, she would have been able to heal me.
“Then shouldn’t I just get up and take a look?”
It was when I tried to get up, thinking that this was not the time.
“Stay a little longer.”
Her hands grab my head and shoulders and prevent me from getting up.
“There are places that even a saint cannot heal. Do you know what that is?”
“That…”
The answer is not difficult.
Healing magic is an effective power for wounds on the body and some diseases.
“It must be the spirit.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
No matter how much she is, there is nothing she can do about it
She heard that there is a sacred magic that can clear one’s mind for a certain period of time, but it is only temporary.
So I heard that she sometimes experienced heartache.
She healed her broken body at best, but because her mind had already collapsed, there were quite a few people who were unable to return to full health.
She said that since then she has been researching ways to heal even the mind…, Since there is no news from her, I guess she hasn’t achieved anything yet.
“I went through so much in one day. “It’s not easy, even for you.”
“That’s it…”
Even after decades of experience and wear and tear, there are some parts that we never get used to.
Sacrificing a colleague or losing a colleague.
This time, I even experienced both at the same time.
He stabbed his colleague to survive, and he ended up in critical condition.
“Now that I think about it, Francis…”
“I don’t know. What you can know is limited to you.”
“I see.”
I wish I was still alive.
I wonder if it would be reasonable to hope for that without conscience after someone stabbed me in the back.
Still, I tried hard in my own way.
I tried to avoid fatal places so as not to damage the organs as much as possible, but…
“… “I don’t know.”
I was worried, but I also didn’t want to think about it anymore.
If you keep thinking about it in a situation where you don’t know the outcome anyway, all that’s left is stress.
Yes.
It already happened like this… Well, let’s take a little rest.
“Are you ready to rest?”
“Uh…, Like you said, I have accumulated a lot of mental fatigue.”
There is a lot of work to be done in the future.
It wouldn’t be a bad idea to take a short break before that.
Change your posture.
Perhaps because of her soft thighs, he digs deeper into her thighs as if being pampered.
Gula lightly strokes my head.
“You’re so good at digging into shameful places.”
“Uhm…, I don’t know.”
It wasn’t intentional.
But once I recognized it, I started to feel a bit strange without realizing it.
The place where I stick my nose is near the deepest part of her crotch.
As she twitches her nose and takes a deep breath, a strange scent wafts in.
Sweet flower scent.
The scent of a strange woman wandering around there.
It’s so amazing.
Men’s smells are obvious, but how can women’s be so different?
If God created humans, this is clear sexism.
“It’s quite embarrassing, but…, Bear with me. Because you are Yeo’s only apostle.”
“…”
Her words penetrate into her dazed mind, fascinated by her comfort.
The only apostle.
Yes.
By killing Viktor Vadim, I am now the only apostle of greed.
I suddenly became curious.
“I have one question…”
“Tell me.”
“Why… “You helped me, right?”
“What do you mean, helping?”
To pretend to be foolish.
“You called me and woke me up right before you died.”
“In that case, like I said before…”
“You thought I would lose even if I woke you up anyway? Do you think you would believe such a lie?”
“…”
If you think about it a little, you can see that that statement is false.
If she really didn’t care who became the apostle, as she said, she should have left me alone.
Isn’t that right?
No matter what the fate of an apostle is, it’s a family fight, so what if one person dies and the other gets an arm or leg cut off?
So in the end.
“You wanted me to become an apostle.”
This is the only conclusion we can come to.
So I was more curious.
Honestly, if I were her, shouldn’t I have hoped that Viktor Vadim, who was more greedy than anyone else and even condescending to himself, would become an apostle?
“Why did you choose me, abandoning this greedy and loyal guy?”
When I asked her again based on her clear reason, she answered as if she couldn’t do it.
“I wanted to see you at least once.”
“What?”
“Greed handled in a completely different way than before.”
The distance between my eyebrows narrows without me even realizing it.
“… Just because of that?”
“At best.”
Gula laughs in vain.
Her words continue.
“You wouldn’t know. “How did she feel about being always accused of sin?”
“…”
“It was hilarious. Those who have grown and progressed because of their greedy hearts end up swearing at women and trying to distance themselves from them in order to pretend to be good people.”
Everyone has desires.
And such desire acts as a power source that moves a stopped person forward.
To make money, to gain power, to have a pretty woman as a lover.
Those who have achieved what they want to some extent hide their desires as if they had never done so.
It seems like it’s my secret and weakness that shouldn’t be revealed.
Didn’t I do that too.
As soon as I started being popular among people, I changed my attitude toward life.
I tried to pretend to be a hero, excluding myself from my wild, money-seeking days.
Even that was because of my desire.
A body with nothing.
I wanted to appear as a better son-in-law to my father-in-law and mother-in-law, who do not like me because of my social status.
“From your words, you have realized this. And it changed.”
“So?”
“So what’s the point?”
Gula covers my eyes with his palms.
“I’m just curious.”
Just as I was starting to fall asleep from the warmth spreading over my eyelids.
Her words continue.
“What path will my apostle who chooses harmony among people full of contradictions take?”
That… A.
“And maybe that feeling will last until the end.”
Hehe-
A quiet laugh followed.
A strange feeling is conveyed.
Deep bitterness.
I sincerely hope that only you will never lose that heart.
“So go to sleep now. There will be a lot of work to be done to make your desires come true.”
“Yes…”
I fell into sleep, intoxicated by the sound of words filled with warmth.
* * *
Kim Do-jin woke up four full days after the battle with Viktor Vadim.
It was about the time when the women’s worries began to deepen.
“Sister, she’s okay, right?”
“Even if it’s okay. “She was definitely cured by the saint.”
“But why isn’t it happening?”
“That…”
Han Joo-yeon’s complexion darkens at Shin Yu-jeong’s demanding attitude.
It wasn’t a lie.
The saint arrived at just the right moment and completely healed Kim Do-jin’s body.
Yes.
Just the body.
‘I’m in perfect physical condition. But still not waking up…’
There is only one reason why he does not wake up even though his wound is completely healed.
Mental problems.
A series of serious incidents and wounds that led to death.
It may be that they have done so much damage to your mind that they don’t want to wake up.
If that is the case, there is nothing more that she or her saint can do.
All I can do is endlessly hope that Kim Do-jin wakes up.
That was why she remained silent.
I don’t want to cause even greater worry to the children who are already worried about Kim Do-jin.
“I’m going crazy, really.”
Shin Yu-jeong turns around, roughly ruffling her hair.
I understood it without even having to say it.
The fact that she’s hiding something of herself for herself.
So, she shouldn’t be persecuting her anymore.
However, I just get angry.
Because I can’t properly support his back, which is always at risk.
‘If only I had been a little stronger…’
I just can’t shake the thought that his body wasn’t such a rag.
Elena asked as she was about to leave the hospital room, clenching her fists so hard that they were crushed.
“Oil well… “Where are you going?”
“To kill the vampires.”
Shin Yu-jeong answers without turning around.
With the death of Jinjo, the Sanctuary of Blood is gradually regaining its original color, but everything is not over.
There are still vampires that were once active within the sanctuary.
And the work to eradicate them is in full swing.
She is going to add a hand there.
Of course, it’s all to vent his anger on the vampire who made Kim Do-jin like that.
Because it felt like it would really explode if I didn’t do that.
“… “I’m going with you.”
“I’ll go too.”
Elena and Son Seo-yeon soon enter the war.
Although her expression was calm, her inner thoughts were no different from Shin Yu-jeong.
After the three people left.
“Ha.”
Han Joo-yeon sits down in her chair, sighing in relief, as if the day had just passed.
Her eyes turn to Kim Do-jin.
“… I understand, brother-in-law.”
She knows.
How much he admired Francis Meyer.
We used to talk sometimes.
He said that unlike himself who pretends to be a hero, he is a real hero.
Then I stabbed him.
Even though it was Francis’ request, the psychological impact must have been significant.
She held Kim Do-jin’s hand tightly and spoke as if she were reciting.
“It’s okay if it takes a little time. Just wake up…, All you have to do is do that.”
It was a time when I was praying with an earnest heart.
I felt it.
The fingers he holds tightly in his hand twitch.
I was so shocked that my wide eyes turned to Kim Do-jin’s face.
“Tongue, brother-in-law… ?”
I’m shaking.
Eyelids that have been tightly closed for several days.
This is clear evidence that the mind is awakening.
“Brother-in-law, can you hear me? Brother-in-law!”
I shouted earnestly.
To not let go of the string of spirit that I managed to hold on to.
As if that wish had come true, his eyelids finally lifted.
Her hazy eyes slowly move towards her, as if she is still asleep.
“Juyeon…”
“Yes, brother-in-law. It’s me. Are you feeling okay? Anywhere that hurts or can’t move… !”
Kim Do-jin smiles at the urgent questions that pour out in succession.
“Calm down. Because everything is okay.”
“Brother-in-law… !”
Tears welling up in an instant.
She was no different.
It was four days that felt like an eternity.
He said he was fine, but I worried hundreds or thousands of times a day about what would happen if he didn’t wake up.
“I’m really, really glad. Really… !”
The sadness and sadness that I had barely been able to endure bursts out.
Kim Do-jin patted her without saying a word.
Smiling quietly at her deep love for him.
“Have you calmed down now?”
“Ugh…, Yes.”
Han Joo-yeon holds her face with both hands in shame after crying.
By the time her wild emotions had calmed down to some extent.
He asked.
“What about Mr. Francis?”
“…”
A stiff face.
She hesitated.
Should I tell him the truth as he has just woken up, or should I keep it hidden for a while?
He noticed this and hit the player first.
“It’s really okay now, so there’s no need to hide it.”
Han Joo-yeon struggles to open her mouth.
“Mr. Francis…, I think it will be difficult.”
Kim Do-jin’s eyebrows narrow.
“Tiring… “You said?”
She shook her head with a tired expression and continued her words.
“The saint… “You gave up on healing Mr. Francis.”
“… !”
Words that were almost like a death sentence shook Kim Do-jin’s mind.
