Chapter 234 – 57. Delusions (1)
Park Min-ho opened his eyes.
‘Here is······.’
It was a dark and dull alley. The sparse streetlights were bleak with no light. An eerie chill was carried by the wind and brushed his ears.
Broken bottles, crumpled flyers, dented cans, and other rubbish rolled across the ground. The smell of rotten food stung Park Min-ho’s nose. Cold, dirty, dangerous shaded back alleys.
The moon did not even exist. The old, winding wall was far beyond his height, and he could hardly tell whether it was day or night even when he looked around.
But Park Min-ho quickly realized.
‘It’s evening…’
Not only the time, but also the date and place were naturally noticed.
‘Winter vacation… It’s near the shopping district…’
How could I not know
This is the place where his life changed.
How often have you reminisced so far?
The moment I first met Ayoung.
‘It was an accidental encounter.’
At that time, Ayoung was surrounded by her rogue bullies. Park Min-ho was inflamed with her sense of justice and rescued her from danger, which soon led to his first love affair.
And, years later, their relationship was ruined.
‘It’s a dream.’
So Park Min-ho immediately noticed his condition.
He was in a dream now.
With a clear awareness that it is an illusion, with a calm and calm mind, reflecting on what will happen soon.
“Kyaaak! I-please let go of this…!”
Hearing a familiar voice, his feet reflexively bounced.
Right after that, Park Min-ho was slightly surprised. Because his own speed was too fast. And this was thanks to the attributes and magical powers of his body.
‘Good···!’
Suddenly, a sharp sword was in his right hand.
‘I can defeat them this time!’
Park Min-ho and Seong Ah-yeong, who were young at the time, had no choice but to run away from a group of grown-up bullies.
But now the conditions were different.
‘Oh, wait a minute!’
In the distance, I could see the silhouettes of shaggy men and women with tears in their eyes.
It was faster for her mana to shoot from his sword than for a sly hand to touch her skin.
“Haaap…!”
Park Min-ho’s goal was suppression. But that wasn’t the only thing that had changed from the past. Suddenly, the bodies of the bullies were distorted like dough and swelled up.
“Kurrureu!!”
The bigger and more ferocious monsters rushed at Park Min-ho.
“It’s great!”
Park Min-ho swung his sword with all his might. Enemies attacked him from all directions. It was impossible to keep matters in his hands.
Bright red blood and torn flesh and terrifying screams echoed down the alley.
It was an uphill battle. The monsters pushed Park Min-ho’s strength and stamina to the limit. His breathing quickened and the blade of his sword was mangled.
“Whoa…”
However, in the end, the winner was Park Min-ho.
Covered in red blood and sticky flesh, he caught his breath for a moment and slowly turned back.
“Heuang♡ Aang♡ Jihoo♡ Jihooya♡ I love you♡♡”
Seong Ah-yeong was crying in her naked body after she stopped.
“Heo-eok…”
Park Min-ho opened his eyes.
It was a familiar ceiling. Academy dormitory bedroom. He slowly cleared his troubled mind.
My pajamas and duvet were soaked with sweat, making me uncomfortable.
“······Shit.”
Park Min-ho covered his eyelids with his right hand and thought quietly as he lay in the dark.
‘This is the path I chose.’
He deliberately left Ayoung unattended. She allowed her to fall in love with him, leading to her unscathed breakup. And she entrusted Ayeong to Jihoo.
Because I love you
It was her decision to keep her.
Park Min-ho chose the latter between love and justice.
‘I don’t regret it. This is the right choice.’
······But why was she so distraught?
It’s been several days already.
I can’t turn back anymore.
To the point of giving me nightmares every time…
The current time was around 3:00 AM. Even Park Min-ho, who wakes up every morning, is a bit early to be active, and it is an ambiguous time to go back to sleep. He went out of the room to get a drink of cold water.
“Umm… Mnya… Swallow, Ummm… Mnya…”
“Hmm···?”
His maid, Seria, was dozing on a chair in the kitchen.
Why don’t you sleep comfortably in your room…?
Park Min-ho carefully tried to move her to her bed, but she couldn’t help waking Seria.
“Uhhhhh?
“Seria. What are you doing without sleeping?”
“Ah… Hehe… I was cooking…”
“There’s no need to prepare so early…”
“…Gee, it’s a soup that takes a little longer to cook… But they say it’s really good to eat before exercising! The owner always goes out early in the morning to train, so I thought it would be nice to have it…”
“Thank you. Really.”
The maid’s mouth, which had been smiling awkwardly, soon blossomed into a smile as bright as her blonde hair.
Seria stayed up all night on her own to help her master.
How could she not be grateful for her mindset of caring for herself?
“You’ll be tired though, so let’s go to sleep. Let’s eat soup together in the evening. I’ll exercise tonight.”
“That, but…”
“As the owner, this is my order. Go to sleep.”
“Yes… I understand. Good night…”
“Good night, Seria.”
Leaving behind the sound of her fast-sleeping breathing, Park Min-ho poured water into her empty cup.
“Under···.”
Sarah is a very nice woman. She is good, pure, and devoted. How much help she has received so far in her sincerity and meticulous personality.
She is a very grateful person.
That she is her own slave…
After all, this world is unreasonable. Whenever he saw Seria every day, a sense of justice burned in Park Min-ho’s heart. How can one person take for granted another person’s efforts and sacrifices under the guise of master and servant?
Seria will also enjoy the value of freedom and equality someday.
‘I must…’
In fact, Park Min-ho wanted to free her on the day he first bestowed her maid from her emperor. Then Seria strongly objected. She begged him not to forsake her, that she should not go against the caste system.
Seria, no, she and her slaves all over the world were brainwashed. She regards inequality as equality and discrimination as justification. She said she was taught that she was in her orphanage where she was born and raised.
Without her parents or siblings, the only person Seria can rely on is herself, her nominal master.
So Park Min-ho took care of her but treated her as a colleague who helped her with housework.
Seria always did her best for him.
As if it was only natural that he was a slave—-.
‘······No, no… You know the truth…’
Her feelings.
“Gulp… Gulp… Gulp…”
Park Min-ho drank the cold water like alcohol.
······Seria likes herself.
He can’t answer her heart. You must not become deeply involved with anyone until you have accomplished the great task. So Ah-young, Christina, and the child inside her were entrusted to Ji-hoo.
If so, should Seria ask Jihoo?
Whenever this thought came to mind, an imagination popped into Park Min-ho’s head.
Possibility that could have been realized.
······If Jihoo had nominated Seria before herself as the maid to be bestowed, what would have happened to her······.
“Jjok♡ Chook♡ Chuuup♡ Haljjak…♡ Owner♡ Do you feel good?”
She beamed at Jihoo with a much brighter smile than the one she had given herself earlier, Seria serving him with all her heart and soul…
“······Stop!”
Widely!
Park Min-ho hit the water cup on the table. The impact caused the water to splash a little on the back of her hand and her clothes. He closed his eyes and shook his head.
It was really embarrassing to think of unwholesome delusions about others.
Let’s train our minds at this point.
Because I decided to exercise later at night.
Park Min-ho sat on the floor of his room all morning and was immersed in meditation.
And at noon, after filling my hungry stomach with Seria’s dishes, I visited the academy’s church as usual.
Today, as always, studying theology and denomination,
I thought you did.
The first person he saw greeted him.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Gracia. I am the first princess of Bondrania and the Archbishop of the [Light] Church.”
“Hello. I’m Park Min-ho.”
“······Aren’t Seong Ah-young with us today?”
“Yes. . . . Probably won’t come again.”
“That’s right… It’s a pity. For him, the Church of [Life] Dispatched Paladins…”
As Gracia beckoned, the four men standing behind her left the room.
Those people were paladins. Wearing a nice tailcoat instead of armor and makeup on her face, I thought she was a social aristocrat.
Anyway, in the parlor of the church, only Park Min-ho and Gracia were left.
“Minho Park. I have come to convey to you a holy oracle.”
Her story was embarrassing.
“…So, are you saying that God wants you and me to marry?”
“It’s not wrong, but exactly, you didn’t want it to be, but you let me know it would be the way it should be.”
Park Min-ho looked at Gracia once more. A little more detailed this time.
My first impression of her was that she was a pure white and cold woman.
The spotless innocence of her eyes, skin, hair, and even her dress gave off a breath-taking divine aura.
On top of that, perhaps because of the side effects of her attributes, the cold that flows from her body and the cold eyes in her eyes harmonize.
She is a noble and holy woman surrounded by an aura that you shouldn’t approach recklessly.
“Park Min-ho will be married to me. I will do my duty as a wife to you, and you will ascend the throne after the current king’s death. And our descendants will be the direct line of Bondrania.”
At Gracia’s words, Park Min-ho couldn’t help but be stunned.
Becomes the next king of Bondrania.
This will be a great boost to his revolution.
······ But is this really right?
No matter how much it is for justice, is it really right to build a family with someone without love for the sake of power?
Gracia’s eyes pierced Park Min-ho’s conflicting eyes.
“The oracle will come true unconditionally, but I don’t want to wait for that. Rather, I want to personally fulfill the oracle in order to directly prove the holiness of the divinity.”
“Lowering······.”
“But of course I know that it’s a sudden story for you. So think about it positively. And when you’ve made up your mind, come visit me.”
Gracia’s voice was flat and firm, as if he didn’t consider his opponent’s rejection at all.
Park Min-ho left the church with a blank expression.
He was dumbfounded. Suddenly get married Is that also a fate that God himself foretold?
‘Why? Is it because of the [Light] Attribute in my body? Or maybe God read my thoughts? Is that why you want to give me strength for the success of the revolution?’
······What will happen to Christina and her baby?
He’s too complicated in his head
I didn’t notice my friend who was approaching in front of me.
“Minho. Where are you going?”
“Uh… Huh? Jihoo? Ah… I’m going to the dormitory now.”
“Really? You studied at the church until just now. Then, did you see Princess Gracia there?”
“Huh?! Uh, yeah. Why?”
“I’m on my way to see him. I have a request regarding the Church.”
“…!”
Jihoo meets Princess Gracia.
The woman who informed herself that she would be your wife with an emotionless face like stone to herself.
She talks to Jihoo,
The chilly expression melts away like snow,
Even the tight-fitting priest’s uniform comes off easily like fallen leaves blowing in the wind.
The ice-cold skin heats up…
“Ah♡ I like it♡ Jihoo-nim♡ I love you♡ Please make me your concubine-“
“Are you Minho?”
“······Uh, yes. I’m leaving. Goodbye…”
Park Min-ho couldn’t stop Ji-hoo.
That evening he couldn’t concentrate on training at all.
