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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕𝟒: 𝐄𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧
Siwoo’s body twisted and collapsed.
The movements of all who watched stopped.
The tail, as hard as cast iron, was swung around, and Siwoo’s body rolled on the dirt floor.
Kagutsuchi shook off the blood on its tail.
In the sky, the new form of Mahuraga, engulfed in flames, was gradually disappearing.
『ƓɾօաƖ. . . Ɲօա, եհҽ Ɩɑsե օղҽ աํƖƖ թɑყ եհҽ թɾํϲҽ ƒօɾ ɑեեɑϲƙํղց եհҽ ցօժ. 』
Kagutsuchi breathed more flames at Mahuraga to finish it off.
In contrast to the noisy sky, there was a short silence on the ground.
“Ah. . . ah. . . sob. . . .”
Hayakawa crawled toward Siwoo on all fours.
The excruciating pain in her heart shook her mind, but Siwoo’s death overshadowed that pain.
Hayakawa kept wiping away the tears that flowed down.
It was hard to describe Siwoo’s appearance up close.
From the bite marks of [Kagutsuchi] all over his limbs to the large hole in his heart.
His whole body was soaked in bright red blood.
“Sob. . . hic. . . sob. . . .”
Hayakawa tried to stop the blood flowing into his heart with the hem of her clothes.
Her fingers were stained with sticky blood that flowed through the soaked clothes.
Her cries gradually grew louder.
“No. . . no. . . please. . . !”
Hayakawa pressed her palms harder and harder.
Not only from the wound, but blood also gushed out of Siwoo’s mouth.
No, it can’t end like this.
Her life as a shaman, which wouldn’t be long anyway.
It was out of the question for an unrelated person to die for the sake of prolonging her life.
She had never thought of such an ending, and it should not happen.
She put her ear to Siwoo’s nose.
There was no breathing.
“Sir Siwoo. . . please. . . don’t die. . . .”
Hayakawa recalled the words Siwoo had said to her.
Stand tall as ‘Hikari.’
The first awkward sentence she had ever heard in her life.
‘Hikari’ as herself, not as ‘Hayakawa’ of the family.
The warm lips that had spoken those magical words were bleeding.
Hayakawa wanted to hear those words again.
Not as a shaman of the family,
She wanted to hear him say well done as a human being who stood tall, as a woman.
She pressed her lips to Siwoo’s.
She breathed into him.
Blood gushed out and wet her lips.
But she didn’t stop.
Hayakawa breathed in again and pressed Siwoo’s heart over and over.
“Gasp. . . gasp. . . wheeze.”
She didn’t know if this was the right first aid.
She had to do something.
She performed artificial respiration without thinking about wiping the blood from her mouth.
And when she put her ear to Siwoo’s nose again,
Hayakawa couldn’t help but collapse and burst into tears.
“Sob. . . I’m sorry. . . I’m sorry. . . I’m sorry. . . .”
His heart didn’t beat again.
Only the blood of its owner flowed out of the hideously pierced hole.
『ƓɾօաƖ. . . Ƴօմ ƒօօƖs. Ƴօմ հɑժ sմϲհ ѵɑํղ հօթҽs.』
Kagutsuchi proudly exclaimed as it crushed the collapsing Mahuraga’s brain.
A sinister murderous aura stirred the surroundings.
Kagutsuchi continued to search for those who dared to oppose the gods and kill them.
At that moment,
[Storm Wind: Wind Blade]
A sharp wind arrow pierced the body of the fire dragon.
『Ⱳհօ եհҽ հҽƖƖ. . . !』
The metallic voice vibrated through the heavens and earth.
The one who approached, ignoring the wrathful gaze of the divine spirit, was. . . Min Si-joon.
『Ƭհҽ օղҽ ահօ ժɑɾҽ եօ ϲɑsե ɑ ҍɑɾɾํҽɾ━』
“Disperse.”
Min Si-joon’s icy voice became a trigger, and the wind blades embedded in the spirit’s body responded to their master’s words.
Kwaddeudeudeuk!
『Ƙყɑɑɑɑɑɑɑɑɑɑհ!!』
The arrow, divided into hundreds of pieces of wind, pierced Kagutsuchi’s body and scattered in all directions.
Kagutsuchi let out a terrible scream.
『ƓɾօաƖ. . . Ƭհҽɾҽ’s ɑղօեհҽɾ ҍɑsեɑɾժ եɾყํղց եօ ժҽsեɾօყ եհҽ ցօժ. . . !』
A sharp tail flew toward Min Si-joon like a ballista.
The boiling mana gathered at the end of Min Si-joon’s staff and soon turned into a huge magic circle that seemed like it would devour Kagutsuchi whole.
[Freezing: Instant Freeze]
Zzejjezze. . . Zzejjejek!!
In an instant, the cold air that had risen to the sky stretched out as if to freeze everything in the magic circle to death.
The tail was caught in the cold.
The spirit twisted its body in the air as the cold enveloped it.
However, Min Si-joon’s freezing magic held its movement in place.
『ƓɾօաƖ!!』
Kagutsuchi was irritated by the bastard’s rampage.
It was difficult to breathe fire recklessly because it had already used a lot of mana and divine power.
The divine spirit glared at Min Si-joon as if it would kill him.
However, Kagutsuchi couldn’t help but be startled when it met his eyes.
Two eyeballs as red as if they had shed tears of blood.
Instead of spreading murderous intent, Min Si-joon thrust only a tightly compressed needle-like anger into the dragon before him.
“ㅡI’ll tear you to pieces.”
If his brother dies, if that happens.
He vowed to hunt down and torture every divine spirit in the world, regardless of the means or methods.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
̇ȧ̇𝚠𝐞ʙ𝕤ᴛ𝐨𝙧ɪ𝔢𝔰.𝙘ȯ̇𝙢
【𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝.】
Siwoo floated in the darkness.
Like a dream, like reality.
All senses were blurred as if submerged in water, and sounds were heard faintly from far away.
A space like a completely black canvas from the beginning, with not a single point of light visible.
He couldn’t tell if his eyes were open or closed.
Siwoo exhaled with a blank face.
Pughrur.
Something like bubbles escaped from his nose and mouth.
What the hell is this place?
Is it black water?
【𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭? 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡.】
Did you finally eat me? You got your wish.
【𝐘𝐞𝐬. 𝐈 𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.】
What are you going to do now? Are you going to return to your hometown?
【𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝.】
Oh, right.
Siwoo relaxed his body in the space and let his thoughts flow.
Is it gradually sinking?
Or Is it gradually rising?
【𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐆𝐨𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞.】
What the hell are you talking about?
【𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞?】
Pre’s question came like a ripple.
A familiar and friendly voice that he had heard for over a hundred years.
Siwoo spoke, exhaling bubbles.
I didn’t do it on purpose, and I didn’t get hit.
【𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐈𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞?】
Suicide. . . I can’t die until I find the bastard who killed Min-jun.
【𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰.】
Siwoo made a surprised face.
【𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝.】
At Pre’s mischievous words, Siwoo immediately smiled as if he couldn’t believe it.
His head felt a little clearer.
Pre didn’t like that smile.
He had thought it was a chance to have some fun.
【𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤-𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝.】
No way I would die from something like this.
【𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 ‘𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’?】
What, you know very well.
【𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞?】
Then. . . You’ll figure it out.
Pre wanted to strangle this damn human.
If it hadn’t been for him, he would have died a long time ago in the afterlife.
【𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧? 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 _{[. . .]}. . . 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲. . . 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬. . . . . . .】
Pre’s voice sank deeper and deeper.
It was no longer audible.
It was far and away.
No, am I rising?
Siwoo smiled faintly and looked at the light that was gradually becoming brighter.
And he breathed.
Whew.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
ᴀᴡᴇ𝚋𝔰𝐭ᴏṙ̇i̇̇𝐞𝐬.𝘤𝚘𝔪
“Sob. . . hic. . . I’m sorry. . . I’m really sorry. . . .”
Hayakawa buried her tear-stained face in Siwoo’s chest.
It was the first time someone’s death had come so painfully close.
She had thought she had erased a lot of her emotions while working as a hunter at HSIU.
It felt like the dam of emotions she had been holding back for so long had collapsed overnight.
Hayakawa slowly raised her head.
Her tear- and blood-stained face was once again devoid of emotion.
She turned her gaze to where the commotion was.
There, Min Si-joon and Kagutsuchi were fighting fiercely.
‘Even Hunter Min Si-joon makes that kind of expression.’
A face that couldn’t see anything beyond the point where anger had reached its peak.
It was strange to see him so angry since she had only ever seen him in footage with a blunt face.
Hayakawa looked up at the sky.
The barrier was lifted.
Of course, the fact that Hunter Min Si-joon had entered the interior meant the lifting of the barrier.
‘It’s over.’
He probably wouldn’t be able to defeat [Kagutsuchi], who had become a fire dragon, by herself.
Even though he was ranked 9th in South Korea, his opponent was a divine spirit passed down from generation to generation in a single family.
In particular, it was rare for her to see a divine spirit of such high rank manifest in this way.
‘It must have been possible because this place is a place with a lot of divine power.’
Hayakawa grabbed her pounding heart.
And she took out the small dagger she had been carrying in her arms.
It was a knife used in sorcery, not something she carried around for this purpose.
She held the knife upside down, aiming it at her heart.
Her eyes and expression were determined.
“Hayakawa Hikari, the 12th successor of the <Hayakawa> family. I will be buried with [Kagutsuchi] today.”
Her hand rose to the sky.
The blade of the dagger shone brightly in the moonlight.
“Hup!”
The blade soon fell.
It pierced through her skin and was about to crush her heart.
Clack!
However, someone blocked the blade.
“. . .Huh?”
“I told you to stand up, when did I tell you to die?”
Hayakawa looked at her opponent with disbelief.
“Ah. . . .”
She blinked her big, deep eyes and soon burst into tears.
She hugged Siwoo tightly and cried out loud.
She wondered if she was already dead.
She wondered if she had come to the afterlife and met Siwoo.
She even had such doubts.
Siwoo patted her on the back.
“Maybe. . . Maybe you died because of me. . . I was scared. . .”
Hayakawa said, wiping away the tears that kept flowing on Siwoo’s clothes.
“It’s okay, I’m alive and well.”
“Yes. . . so, what do we do now. . . ?”
It was certain that the powerful being couldn’t be suppressed with moderate power.
Even if they borrowed the hands of other families and worked together, it wouldn’t be enough with the people here.
Siwoo smiled broadly.
And after stroking her hair, he got up from his seat.
“Ah, no. . . run away now! I’ll buy you some time!”
“What are you talking about?”
Siwoo wiped away her tears with his thumb on her cheek.
“Do I look like the kind of guy who would make a woman cover for me and run away? Watch me here. Don’t fall.”
“. . .Yes.”
Hayakawa had no choice but to nod at his confident and dazzling words.
Strangely, her anxiety and worries disappeared when she looked at Siwoo.
【𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐊𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲.】
“What is it?”
【𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭. . . 𝐀𝐡! 𝐀 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.】
“Shut up.”
Siwoo carefully opened his dantian and slowly circulated mana throughout his body.
It still felt cold as if he had broken his heart in a rough way.
To be honest, what he was doing now was close to gambling.
For both Siwoo and Pre.
The reason he insisted on helping Hayakawa and defeating the divine spirit was also to get this opportunity.
Finding an opponent who could pierce his heart all at once while consuming all the mana in his dantian wasn’t an easy condition.
‘I guess I’ll have to live with a bit of pain for a while.’
Once the circulation became familiar, he violently rotated the mana to every corner of his body like a raging waterfall.
His muscles ached and his heart pounded as if it would burst.
Siwoo grinned, raising one side of his mouth.
And he stomped his foot.