Chapter 59: Chapter 58

Doyeol Kim 1

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Translator: Moliere

Editor: SootyOwl

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Junhyuk thought there might’ve been witnesses on the day the dagger’s owner died and looked around the area carefully, but he didn’t find anything out of ordinary. He had secretly gone back to the alley where the incident took place, but didn’t even find a drop of blood.

That was because the Blood Sword absorbed all of it to the last drop.

Junhyuk was curious about what kind of effects the Blood Sword would have on him, but decided not to check because he had seen Sanghoon cutting his own palm and turning crazy.

However, he was curious about one more thing. He understood how Sanghoon thinned out and died, but his clothes had also disappeared into thin air.

In any event, the mummified bodies serial killing was now over. Nobody had to feel afraid anymore.

Junhyuk went to his parents’ house on the weekend. Sarang had told him she wanted to meditate on weekends, and Junhyuk visited a car dealership on his way to his parents’.

The dealer told him that he should use half of his annual salary to buy a car, but Junhyuk, being a man, went beyond just half.

His purchase would take over a month to be delivered, and he ordered full options for the car. When he returned home, he worked on dual-blade swordsmanship and power training.

He practiced two continuous uses of spatial relocation followed by stabbing the opponent’s weak spot. He liked the fact that his attack was unusual, but he was missing something.

“The attack’s power is weak.”

He thought he would only be able scratch the heroes that way and realized that he was weak. To kill, he needed more powerful blows, and he shouldn’t just wait for others to help him out. He felt that deep in his bones.

Junhyuk spent the weekend practicing dual-blade swordsmanship and his powers and went to work on Monday. Everyone was working, busy on the collaboration project, but he had nothing special to do.

He was thinking about what to do when Eunseo showed up for work and called for him. He felt relieved to be called over. Everyone was busy except for him, and he felt bad.

Eunseo offered him a seat. He took it, and she picked up a remote control.

She pressed a button, and blinds covered the windows of the room, a wall opened up, and a huge TV appeared.

Eunseo started calmly:

“We have edited the advertisement and the movie. The movie is three hours long and will be broadcasted in parts over three weeks.”

“Already?”

“The announcement of the collaboration will be three weeks from now, and so will the broadcast, but the ad will start running next week.”

“I see.”

Eunseo turned on the TV — it was a smart TV and it was connected to the building’s intranet — and they watched the videos.

The ad was not long. It lasted only one minute, but it contained more footage than the previous one in which he had participated.

The painter, Sukho Kim, was painting the landscape, and Manwoo Jung was kicking a soccer ball. Chulsu Anh was cooking, and Joseph Lim looked cool playing games. Then, Jinsu Kim drove their camping RV. The scenes were in that order.

It was a very short version of their camping trip, and Junhyuk smacked his lips. It was a good video. He was just embarrassed to see himself in it.

Eunseo lifted her glasses and said:

“It will take a long time to watch the entire movie for broadcast. I will send it to you in an email.”

“OK.”

“You have to watch it. It came out really nice.”

“Oh… OK.”

He had applied himself at the shoot, but Junhyuk was embarrassed, and Eunseo looked at him.

“The bathing scenes will be on the broadcast. You don’t mind, do you?”

“I don’t mind.”

They had all been wearing shorts.

Eunseo fixed her glasses.

“You will be the first to watch the ad and the movie. I will send them to my superiors, so don’t show them to anyone else, not until it becomes public.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

Junhyuk smiled, and Eunseo nodded.

“Then, you may leave. I will send that email right now.”

“OK.”

Junhyuk went out, and Eunseo replayed the ad. She watched the scenes containing Junhyuk carefully as she fixed her glasses.

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There was a big screen in the auditorium, and they were watching a movie when ST Capsule’s director Sukhoon Kim spoke:

“Brother, it’s a really nice movie.”

Sukhoon was sitting next to ST Capsule’s president Doyeol Kim, but Doyeol did not speak. It was a three-hour long movie, and Sukhoon sipped on his tea while he watched the bathing scene.

“He didn’t look it, but he has a nice build.”

Doyeol laughed at what Sukhoon said.

“Right,” Doyeol answered him, and as he saw the pendant hanging on Junhyuk’s neck, his eyes widened.

“That is…!”

They could hear to conversation. Junhyuk explained it was a hand-me-down in his family, but Doyeol’s eyes beamed.

Sukhoon saw him and asked:

“What’s the matter?”

“You said that he is an employee of the company?”

“You mean Junhyuk Lee?”

“His name is Junhyuk Lee?”

Doyeol whispered the name, and Sukhoon said:

“When Eunseo fell from the hill, he fell with her. He is that guy.”

“He is that guy?!”

Doyeol looked at Junhyuk on the screen and focused on his pendant.

“I should meet him.”

“How about tonight?”

“No. I’m not in a hurry. You should check his schedule first.”

“I understand,” Sukhoon answered calmly and smiled. “By the way, this is the first time you take an interest in an employee.”

Doyeol smiled and asked:

“How is the collaboration project going?”

“We should ask Eunseo, but it’s going well. Robotics is really cooperating, so things are going smoothly.”

“Right.”

“Brother, what did you do exactly?”

“You don’t have to know.”

Doyeol signaled with his hand, and Sukhoon got up and said:

“I will tell the secretaries and make an appointment.”

“Right.”

Sukhoon left. Doyeol replayed the scene and closed up on the pendant around Junhyuk’s neck. He was familiar with the writing on the pendant.

“Runestones…”

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He got off work, turned on his smartphone and watched the movie. The beginning part was about the tragic stories of the people who spent time camping with him before they got their metal models.

There were also scenes of the people getting their prosthetics, and then they went on the trip.

He was on the trip with them. Junhyuk remembered it as a simple trip, but the editing magic transformed it into laughs and drama.

They must’ve interviewed them individually after the trip. They were really happy and thanking Junhyuk for going with them.

He smiled bitterly.

He only thought of it as a simple trip, but they were sincerely happy, and it made him realize the trip was also very tough.

The three-hour movie was compartmentalized. Junhyuk got home, took a shower and started watching the movie again. He couldn’t do anything about it now.

He was a luggage handler in a reality show. The main characters were the people with the prosthetics, and he had just looked after them during the trip.

“It’s nice.”

He understood ST Capsule’s power. The trip ended on Friday, and they did separate interviews and edited everything. He had to respect the editors’ abilities and ST Capsule’s power because it hired those editors.

Junhyuks watched the entire movie, yawned really hard, lay on his bed, and pulled out the Blood Sword. It looked as though it wanted to drink more blood.

“It’s a monster.”

Whoever had purchased it from the dimensional merchants, he didn’t know. It may have been a hero. Junhyuk looked over it carefully and closed his eyes.

“It feels good to be home instead of at work.”

The collaboration project was ongoing, and everyone was still at work, but Junhyuk was working with the marketing department and got off work when they did.

There were people still working at the marketing department, but Mr. Han was different. Mr. Han had offered him regular hours, and he had no reason to turn the offer down.

Junhyuk could focus on training not only on weekends but on weekdays as well.

“Right. I should sleep.”

He’d been focusing on training and was really tired. Exercising needed rest. He had learned that the hard way. For the first time in a long time, he slept for a while.

He got up at dawn and planned to climb his neighborhood mountain, but that day, he had a weird feeling.

He stopped running and went home. He looked out of his windows, but did not notice anything.

“What is it?”

He felt like somebody was watching him, but he didn’t find anybody. Junhyuk prepared to go to work. On his way to the subway station, he still felt like somebody was following him.

Junhyuk got on the subway and knew it for sure. The morning subway was the hellish subway. There were so many people, it was not possible to follow him covertly, so Junhyuk saw the people following him. There were two men wearing black suits. Junhyuk was certain they were following him.

They were away from him, but they were following him.

They got on two doors down and looked at him. He thought he should go meet them.

Junhyuk walked across the hellish subway. His aura was enough for people to make a way for him.

He walked over to the two men, and they look surprised.

Junhyuk smiled at them.

“You’ve been following me since this morning. Who are you?”

The two men denied the whole thing.

“What are you talking about?”

“You know what I am talking about!”

The people around them began talking, and one of the men stepped forward and said:

“You are mistaken. We will just move to the next car.”

Junhyuk watched them as they left. The people complained about them moving, but they were so strong, they made a way.

They went to the next car, and Junhyuk shook his head.

They were well-trained. Why were they following him?

Junhyuk frowned and murmured.

“Sarang cannot come over for a while.”

He had felt them when he went running that morning and at his house. They had to be professionals since he hadn’t seen them until then.

It was the hellish subway that turned them in. He didn’t know why, but someone was watching him, and he had to be more careful.