As soon as I spoke, the room fell silent.
The already cold atmosphere grew even more oppressive with the added stillness, leaving a suffocating sensation in my chest.
Fortunately, the silence didnât last long.
âGu Gongja.â
âYes.â
âDo you know what you just said?â
âI know half of it, and the other half, I donât.â
I had requested information about the curse from the Palace Lord and demanded custody of the idiot imprisoned in the underground dungeon.
I didnât fully grasp the significance of the former, but I was well aware of the importance of the latter.
âYou are asking us to hand over the leader of a rebellion.â
The fool starving away in the underground dungeon was none other than Woo Hyuk.
Naturally, if that idiot had shown up here, incarceration was inevitable. Regardless of his reasons, he had indeed been one of the key figures in leading the rebellion.
âStupid bastard.â
When I told him to come find me later, I didnât expect him to come so blatantly.
âOr maybe itâs Namgung Myungâs fault for bringing him here in that condition?â
For a moment, I wavered, but I knew that if it had been up to Woo Hyuk, he would have crawled here on his own anyway.
I couldnât understand those kinds of people.
âHe couldâve just run or come quietly.â
Why live such a foolish life? It was frustrating, truly. Witnessing that frustration up close made it even more infuriating.
âWhat can I do? This is the price for picking the wrong friends.â
I could overlook it a couple more times. He had done plenty for me in our past lives.
That was the extent of what I could offer.
âHah.â
A heavy sigh broke the tension.
It wasnât the Palace Lord. It came from the back.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Not the Black Lion, either. It was someone I hadnât seen before.
âAnother general.â
An elderly man with a bald head and white beard stood there, glaring at me with a face full of displeasure.
âNo matter how much youâve aided the North Sea, how dare you speak like this in front of the Palace Lordâ!â
His voice rose as if to express his disapproval. The Black Lion raised his hand to stop him, butâ
Thud.
My hand moved first.
Boomâ!!
âGuh-ugh?!â
As I struck the air with my intention, the bald man was swept up by the force of my Heart Fist and slammed into the wall.
âOh.â
I couldnât help but marvel at the sight.