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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔𝟓
𝕒𝕨𝚎𝕓𝚜𝕥ȯ̇𝐫𝙞ᴇs.𝘤𝚘𝐦
Thud!
Boom!
The final destination for exorcists who committed wicked acts beyond a certain standard. The special prison, Yangcheolgung.
Former 1st-grade exorcist Yoo Hye-yeon, who was being transported there, bit her own head against the wall of the transport vehicle, swallowing her unaddressed anger.
「. . .𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝, 𝙔𝙤𝙤 𝙃𝙮𝙚-𝙟𝙞𝙣.」
She knew everything.
There was only a day left to execute their plan, but she was completely caught off guard at that moment, which was incredibly cruel.
「𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜.」
She didn’t abandon everything and rush here to face an ending like this. At the very least, she had to make Yoo Hye-jin, at least her, pay the appropriate price.
「. . .𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙘 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮.」
It seemed that even the almighty Yoo Hye-jin didn’t see through everything, so the disastrous seed that she had painstakingly created was still safe.
However, she had no way of using it now that things had turned out this way.
「𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙄 𝙙𝙤?」
She felt like destroying this transport vehicle right now and going back to the academy, but that was practically impossible.
Yoo Hye-yeon herself was unable to use much of her power due to various binding techniques and spells, and furthermore, the exorcist riding in the vehicle was an executive from headquarters with 1st-grade skills.
Should she try to escape from inside Yangcheolgung then? That was even more ridiculous.
The ruler of the special prison, Yangcheolgung, was a special-grade exorcist and a monster among monsters, known to be one of the top five in Korea.
「. . . . . . .」
In the end, there was no way. If there was the slightest chance, it would be to receive help from someone.
However, even that was unlikely.
Most of the members of her faction would have been captured, and even if there were any survivors, they wouldn’t have the power to help her.
Realizing that all possibilities were gone, Yoo Hye-yeon hung her head and made a final wish.
She didn’t care if it was a god or a yokai, she just wanted someone to get her out of here.
And surprisingly, that wish came true.
Screech!
Creak─!
“Who’s there!?”
A loud noise, a shock, and the transport vehicle came to a sudden stop.
What wafted in from outside was the lingering scent of a curse so strong that she had never encountered anything like it before.
“Guard the vehicle.”
The executive from headquarters, who had summoned all of his immense spiritual power, left to confront the enemy with a ferocious aura.
And, in less than 5 minutes, he returned as a corpse.
Boom!
“Hey, the woman inside. Answer me.”
“. . . . . . .”
Rip!
The man, who had torn through the outer surface of the vehicle and entered, pulled Yoo Hye-yeon out, undid her restraints, and asked her a question.
“You’ve made quite an interesting thing. What do you think? Do you still plan to use it?”
A mysterious man wearing a dark robe and his face completely covered with bandages.
At the question from the warlock Hektel, Yoo Hye-yeon nodded as if possessed.
The anger that had almost disappeared in despair was fiercely rekindled.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
𝐚𝙬𝔢𝔟𝐬𝘵𝙤𝙧𝚒𝐞𝚜.ċ̇𝙤ᴍ
“Then, I guess you don’t have any more questions? I hope everyone will wrap up the last day of the festival as planned.”
The members of the escort team, who had gathered again as Baek Ji-eun instructed, nodded and headed to their designated positions.
That included me, Adrian, and Cheong Haram.
“I’ll give the basic instructions and explanations. She wouldn’t be able to do it anyway.”
“. . .You’re always so noisy. What can’t she do this time?” “It’s not good for the children’s emotions.”
Despite spending time together these past few days, the nature of our conversations hadn’t changed much.
However, thinking about it differently, it might be a miracle that Cheong Haram, who was known as the creator of bad endings in the original story, had become this tame.
“Oh, there they come. As long as we do what we planned, there shouldn’t be a problem.”
“. . . . . . .”
Prospective students, or in modern terms, middle school students who had come to tour a prestigious high school.
However, the fact that they were all full-fledged exorcists was what set them apart.
“Hello!”
“Are you all students?”
“How is life at the academy?”
The children were generally cheerful. To be honest, I didn’t really feel it when I read it in the text, but it seemed that the academy, which was known as Korea’s top academy, was quite an object of considerable admiration in the world.
Some of them were asking questions out of curiosity, some were quietly looking around, and others were somehow self-confident.
All of it was expressed on their faces, and somehow it felt childlike.
“This is the training ground. It will probably be the place you use the most if you enroll, although it may vary from person to person.”
As expected of the embodiment of good looks, good conduct, and good behavior, Adrian skillfully guided the prospective students.
“Is that really Cheong Haram-nim?”
“Where will you go after you graduate?”
“Can you show us just one of the Cheong family’s unique spells?”
Unlike what I was worried about at first, Cheong Haram was also calmly answering the children’s questions.
Well, since she belongs to a major family, she must have naturally learned how to deal with the world.
As we proceeded with the tour program following the planned course, one student pointed to the huge tree planted by the lake and asked.
“Who planted that tree?”
At that, Adrian’s mouth, which had been flowing like a mountain stream, stopped for the first time.
That was understandable, since there weren’t many students who would go out of their way to ask about the origin of a planted tree.
“That was planted by the founder, Cheong-il. It was transplanted from a shrine that the Cheong family owned. It’s meant to infuse the entire academy grounds with energy.”
“Wow. . . . . . .”
To be exact, the intention was to summon the spirit that lived there and have it protect the academy, but due to Cheong-il’s stubbornness, the summoned spirit disappeared, rendering it meaningless.
「𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.」