Chapter 30 – Survival (1)
Brain freeze came at the sudden words.
What were you thinking?
He was judging whether Beatrice was truly a blood witch.
Because I couldn’t deal with an innocent person at once.
“I didn’t think much of it.”
“Huh huh?”
“It is sudden.”
“Junior, I have a question for you.”
With a mischievous laugh, Beatrice pushed her upper body toward me a little more.
“What are you curious about?”
“What exactly is your relationship with Midsummer’s junior?”
“It’s a secret.”
“That means we’re definitely not dating.”
…Is it a woman’s intuition?
I don’t know if it was for some other reason, but Beatrice saw through my Midsummer relationship at once.
Too close to be friends, too subtle to be lovers.
“Why do you ask that?”
“Would you go out with me?”
A bewitching smile. Beatrice gently placed her hand on the back of her hand.
This is crazy year
With her actions just now, the possibility that Beatrice was Jegal Hye clearly increased.
She immediately shook her hand off.
“It is too sudden. I’m a bit of a conservative guy.”
“Am I a conservative girl too? Did I just look like an open-minded woman?”
Beatrice glared at her eyes and pursed her lips.
“If it’s not, I can’t explain why you’re doing this all over again.”
“Kim Yong, you said you won.”
“Yes.”
“You don’t belong?”
“Yes.”
“Do you understand what I am saying now?”
Will you enlist me in the world under the pretext of dating?
Is it simply for that reason?
“I don’t like it.”
“Your junior is determined.”
“How can you date without love?”
At a time when I’m thinking about dating Midsummer because of that problem, I can’t go out with a blood witch candidate unless I go crazy.
“Sometimes it’s boring. I’m thinking about it after dating these days. You have a saying like that. What about before and after?”
It was almost as if he was talking about after sex.
Could it be that the ability to identify virgins in the Unicorn Art is broken?
For the first time, I had strong doubts about the unicorn art.
After sex. There were no words that could come out of a girl’s mouth.
“Okay. Why are you embarrassed to see your face? We’ll see each other often at the student council from now on.”
“Embarrassed? I don’t think so at all?”
Beatrice stared at me with eyes filled with confidence.
“It’s done. If you’re a really conservative woman, don’t say things like that in the future.”
“It’s the first time I’ve ever said something like this to a man, and it’s too much. It shakes women’s hearts devastatingly.”
I hate double bathing. What was devastatingly shaken.
“I don’t have anything like a point that can devastatingly shake the senior’s woman’s heart.”
“There is?”
“…?”
When I looked at her suspiciously, Beatrice gave a bewitching smile.
“Face. It’s my taste.”
I’ll accept it if I make a little bit of bullshit.
He frowned and opened his mouth.
“Stop talking nonsense. What is the face Why don’t you say you prefer Orcs or Goblins?”
“My junior is too much. Selling me out like that.”
“Is the guidance over? If there is nothing more to say, I will go.”
“No. Come play with me some more.”
With a somber expression on her face, Beatrice lightly grabbed the hem of my clothes.
“I don’t like it.”
He resolutely shook it off and got up.
Anyway, that’s all acting and manual work.
As if to prove it, Beatrice waved his hand while raising the corner of her mouth.
“See you again soon. Do not block the number.”
“No.”
Even if he wasn’t the only candidate for the vice-president, he would have been blocked immediately.
***
Watching the back of Mugong Kim as he left, Beatrice hummed his song.
As Moo Gong Kim disappeared, a man in an academy uniform approached Beatrice.
“Huh, what do you think?”
Beatrice, recognizing the man, spoke.
A badge symbolizing the student council shone on the man’s stocky chest.
“…I do not know.”
“I know. I don’t know either.”
Beatrice shook her head. The man widened his eyes in surprise.
“Aren’t you only a first-year student?”
“Is not it? Even though I shook it like that, there was no reaction.”
“On the surface, it seemed completely involved.”
“Not at all. You didn’t smile.”
They had a casual conversation like a rakugo, but Beatrice was sure.
Just as she had known Mugong Kim, so did he.
From the heartbeat that didn’t change even though he seduced me like that, to the cool eyes.
A slightly lighter tone is fake.
Other people might not know, but even Beatrice’s keen senses couldn’t be fooled.
‘I want it.’
Unlike before, Beatrice really liked Mu-gong Kim.
“What do men usually like?”
“Yes?”
“You too one more time yes? I know I won’t let go if I do. How the hell is education going on at the headquarters?”
“Ah, I see.”
Looking at the man, Beatrice let out a deep sigh.
“So, what would you like?”
“Isn’t it a beauty?”
“Are you saying I’m not a beauty? Does she want to die?”
“No. It was said that if the thirteen apostles were sincere, they would of course come over.”
“No, not enough. And at the academy, they call me vice-president. The real level decline is serious. You don’t have to go through basic training before sending them off.”
Beatrice pursed her lips and grunted.
This place was like the territory of a giant called Dokgo-pae, an invincible warlord.
In a situation where he had to be careful with every single action, if the same situation as just before was repeated, his tail was bound to be caught.
“All right.”
Sitting astride the pavilion and shaking his feet, Beatrice thought.
If you’re a normal man, just a beauty world would be enough.
Because there are ‘almost’ no men who refuse to be ‘beautiful and chaste’ like her.
However, there were some men in the world who could not be defeated by the world of beauty.
“Come to think of it, what does our Hyukriak older brother say? He’ll be attacking women like a horned bastard, so don’t think too much about it.”
“No matter what, such words to the young schoolmaster…”
“Why? If you don’t like it, try twisting it.”
Beatrice narrowed her eyes and looked at her man.
“Could that be? My master is only the Thirteen Apostles. The young master didn’t say anything.”
“Okay?”
Her man immediately lowered her eyes and bowed her head.
There was no way Beatrice could be punished with words like that.
At most, it will end at the line where we raise our voices a little.
On the other hand, the moment he informs himself, he will surely die by Beatrice’s hand.
Hyukriak may directly strike and kill him, saying that he is a bastard who betrayed his master before that.
Hyukriak’s tyrannical temper was unpredictable by anyone.
Even if it seems like she’s just leaving, she must have calculated all of this.
The man waited patiently for the next word.
“Didn’t you think you should have acted a little more? These days, men say they like active things, so I tried it. I’ve completely failed As expected, I can’t refer to romance novels or internet tips.”
“Wouldn’t it be possible to have learned Dongjagong or be a eunuch? There is information called solar retardation. Extreme methods to suppress yang energy…”
“No way. I doubt it based on strength alone, but probably not.”
Midsummer with Kim Mu-gong.
Sun and moon.
‘That’s right.’
Beatrice pondered, and came to a conclusion.
“I know roughly what it is. There has been a traditional way of balancing yin and yang that has been out of sync since ancient times. You’re uglier than your junior. You already know everything, right?”
Beatrice lightly licked her lips with her tongue.
Yin-Yang day. Jegal Sega, which has been collecting information fanatically, also had related content.
Looking at Beatrice exuding magical energy, the man instinctively shrank her body.
“Uh, what would you like to do?”
“You are as usual. Please refrain from contacting me in the future.”
“…All right.”
Beatrice rose from her seat humming her song.
Although she failed to make a good first impression, she still had plenty of time.
There was no way for Kim Mu-gong to know his identity, so it was enough to pretend to be a member of the political faction as usual.
Disguised as Beatrice.
Blood religion thirteen apostles.
Jegalhye thought so.
***
Leaving behind the scenery of the setting sun, I slowly walked along the road.
A few days ago, he had a headache because he had been through so much.
If, as I expected, Beatrice is Zhuge Hui, how should I respond?
The truth about Zhuge Hui in the game is bizarrely not revealed.
Maybe it’s because her first appearance is her last.
As the main culprit that caused the Tangmun blood death that signaled the beginning of the blood bridge turmoil.
It was all she could see for a moment as if passing by.
The inside story about why she volunteered and why she dared to aim for the party was not revealed to the end.
If it was a game, she must have killed it beforehand somehow.
But reality is not a game.
It was something that could not be dealt with without certainty.
More than anything else, since she is a member of the Blood Church, should she kill even those who have not yet committed a crime?
I don’t know if it’s a certain guy like Hyukriak.
Jegal-hye was a person who belonged to the ‘blank’ of the game.
What if I could prevent the blood clot in advance?
The more she thought, the more complicated her head was.
As she walks in thought for a while, she finds herself in front of her dormitory room.
Click.
When she opened the door and entered, Cheon Ha-yeon was sitting at the kitchen table with her legs crossed.
As always, Cheon Ha-yeon was wearing an unconventional nightgown close to her evening dress, and stared at something on her desk.
Recognizing me, Cheon Ha-yeon put down her long glass of champagne.
“Did you come in?”
“What were you drinking?”
“Would you like a drink?”
“Good.”
When I came out after changing her clothes appropriately, Cheon Ha-yeon prepared my glass.
As I took a sip, a bitter taste lingered in my mouth.
However, the taste was a little different from what I expected.
“Wasn’t it alcohol?”
“Mu-in must stay away from alcohol.”
“It’s not wrong, though.”
“Are there any concerns?”
Chun Ha-yeon asked, making eye contact with me calmly.
“Mountain over the mountain? I feel that way.”
“There is alcohol, too.”
“…I’ll just have one drink.”
“What kind?”
“I do not care.”
I don’t know when it was brought in, but there was a small wine cellar in the kitchen.
Cheon Ha-yeon took out a bottle from the wine cellar.
“…Is it expensive?”
“I don’t know. Because I don’t enjoy drinking. I didn’t buy it myself.”
Other than that, he poured wine into a glass very skillfully and handed it to me.
“Not bad.”
A strong oak scent was felt behind the sweet yet bitter taste.
However, it seemed that the enormous amount of yang immediately detoxified the effect of alcohol.
“I’m glad if it suits your taste. Can I ask what you’re worried about this time?”
Chun Ha-yeon smiled calmly.
Just looking at that expression makes me feel strangely healed.
“Just. I wondered if it was okay to hold and shake other people’s lives at will. It’s not even clear that he committed a crime, but is it right to kill someone with only the possibility of the future? Is it right to annihilate them all just because they are blood ties?”
“It’s a worry that any martial artist who walks on the tip of a knife has.”
“How have you been?”
“Protestants have many enemies.”
Cheon Ha-yeon rested her chin on her chin and spoke to her quietly.
“If you simply treat someone with the possibility of harming Protestantism, it will probably not be enough even if you stain the whole world with blood.”
I agreed with a nod of my head.
Certainly, as Cheon Ha-yeon said, considering the potential part, the political faction was also an enemy of Protestantism.
“So we set the standard. Demons who have fallen and cannot be brought back are true. Those who are certain to have sinned are also true. It’s okay to show your teeth and bark. But the moment you don’t know the subject and try to bite it, it’s true.”
Chun Ha-yeon declared with an awe-inspiring attitude.
“Are you a little tolerant of simple possibilities?”
“Because human life is precious. It’s impossible to kill everyone with just the possibility.”
“I can say it because I have the power.”
Cheon Ha-yeon looked at me blankly.
“Mu-in is the seed who has no choice but to answer with nothing in the end. If you have an overwhelming force, your worries will definitely diminish. So what you should be concerned about is the first thing.”
“Is it training?”
“That is correct.”
If I had overwhelming force, I wouldn’t have worried about this in the first place.
However.
As Cheon Ha-yeon said, it was more of a secondary concern at this point.
Even if it was certain that Beatrice was Jegal Hye, it was true that she couldn’t touch her until she had properly armed herself anyway.
“But what did you see earlier?”
“They say they’re doing a ‘survival’ class starting this week. A guide to it.”
“I wonder if I need survival skills from the first grade.”
It was amazing since I was stuck with survival skills because I had to major.
“Didn’t you know?”
“What?”
“I heard that the evaluation for the first year of the academy takes place on an uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean. Survival classes are for him.”
Unexpected words came out of Cheon Ha-yeon’s mouth.
