Chapter 504 - Scenario Quest (4)
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Valdebich remained silent for a moment, glaring at Yeon-woo. It seemed he knew who Yeon-woo was.
âHis personality is different from the diary.â
The Valdebich Jeong-woo remembered was always simple and kind. Sometimes in battles, he did go mad and run forward without looking back, which was how he got his nickname Sword Yaksha, but he normally had a timid personality, not able to say anything mean to others. It was why he was constantly teased by his companions, and it was also the reason why heâd been deceived by Bayluk in the end.
However, the Valdebich in front of Yeon-woo was nothing like that. His eyes were blazing, and he looked unyielding. On top of that, the scars filling his entire body showed how rough the battlefields heâd been fighting in were.
The madness that exploded whenever he grabbed his sword had also been quelled to a fierce fighting spirit. He looked like a warrior who fought numerous battles. But his slow pronunciation was ever the same.
Valdebich didnât speak out loud, but used Open Speaking instead, probably because he could deliver his thoughts faster this way.
ãYouâre... ###, right?ã
Yeon-wooâs name was blurred out again because it was still marked as confidential data. But Valdebich had said the word âCha Yeon-wooâ directly, meaning he knew exactly who he was.
âDid Jeong-woo tell you my name too?â
ãIn passing.ã
âHe mustâve muttered by name when he was drunk.â
ãYouâre spot-on.ã
Valdebich wordlessly looked Yeon-woo up and down again. Many emotions flashed through his eyes at that moment. Since he was looking at the exact same face his old friend had, he was probably having mixed feelings. It was understandable since they had started together from the Tutorial and stayed good friends.
Then, Valdebich forced his complicated emotions aside and sighed.
ãHaa! I couldnât say for sure... but you really came all the way here?ã
He narrowed his eyes at Yeon-woo.
ãAnd the way you cause trouble is like your little brother. How can brothers be so similar?ã
âNo.â
Yeon-woo snorted.
âIâm way better than him. Face-wise and personality-wise.â
ã...ã
Valdebich looked at Yeon-woo with a flabbergasted expression, like he was wondering what kind of nonsense he was listening to. He clicked his tongue.
ãYour narcissism is also the same. Only the way you speak is different. Donât your other companions complain about that?ã
âIâm only speaking the truth. What would they complain about?â
ã...You really are brothers.ã
Valdebich shook his head while Yeon-woo brushed it off.
âBefore that, thereâs something I want to ask.â
ãWhat is it?ã
âThis place is inside of the Tower, but why are there so many otherworld gods?â
Kroooo.
Valdebich was about to reply when the crying of the otherworld gods rang in the sky again. The stage shook once more. The sky trembled as if it was about to come down. The gods began to fight with each other, still angry that they had lost their target.
Valdebich watched the scene and slowly stood up.
ãI donât think itâll be easy to continue speaking here. Letâs move first. Follow me.ã
He didnât wait for Yeon-wooâs response before he began moving. The barrier moved along with him. He seemed used to the situation.
Yeon-woo also used Wind Path to step after Valdebich.
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The place he led him to was far off from where Yeon-woo had first arrived at. Multiple barriers were layered over a large plain. When Yeon-woo entered it, he could see a mass grave with countless gravestones lined up.
The cabin Valdebich was staying in was located behind the graves.
âThat grave is...â
ãWhy do you ask when you already know? Their graves of my dead race. Although I wasnât able to bury them properly. Come in.ã
Valdebichâs tone was a bit sharp. Yeon-woo could feel the exhaustion dripping from his words.
A half-giant who chose to be a gravekeeper... it seemed Valdebich was retrieving the remains of the giants and marking these gravestones one by one.
He was doing what no one had asked him to do in solitude. It would be strange if he wasnât sharp since he was keeping at his job in the midst of the dangers from the otherworld gods.
The cabin he was staying in was quite large. Since he had a hefty size, it couldnât help but seem big to Yeon-wooâs standards. The interior was only filled with the bare necessities, displaying his personality.
âItâs the same.â
The layout was the exact same as the structure of his room still in the clan house. Valdebich was also unable to escape from the ghosts of the past.
ãThis is the only thing I have to give, so take it without complaint.ã
The teacup he roughly placed in front of Yeon-woo so big Yeon-woo didnât know what it was at first.
âIs this a washbasin?â
He could barely tell it was a teacup because of the designs Valdebich had added to it.
âLooks like heâs still bad with his hands.â
He mustâve brewed coffee at some point because black water filled the wash basin-like teacup.
âMy stomach will explode if I drink this.â
It was the first time Yeon-woo had received so much coffee at once, so he wondered when heâd be able to drink it all. The handle of the cup was so thick that he had to drink it with two hands. It reminded him of when his friends poured him a large batch of drinks when he had his first vacation off from enlistment.
He gave his impression after a few sips.
âBitter.â
It wasnât just bitter; it was extremely bitter.
Valdebich frowned.
ãItâs an item from your home planet though.ã
Despite giving the coffee in a standoffish attitude, Valdebich had been watching how Yeon-woo would react to the coffee.
There werenât many coffee beans in his backyard, so he was trying to be as generous as possible to his visitor. He couldnât help but be irritated that Yeon-woo complained about the coffee after drinking his helping.
But Yeon-woo ignored Valdebich and asked in an expressionless face.
âYou made this in the recipe Jeong-woo gave you, didnât you?â
ã...How?ã
Valdebichâs frowning face shifted a bit.
âItâs obvious. That bastard canât even drink coffee. He thinks the bitter the better. Have you been drinking that bitter stuff all this time?â
ã...A-At first it was hard for me as well, but after drinking it over time the taste grew on me...ã
âPeople on Earth enjoy espressos, but most of them savor it slowly, not gulp it down like theyâre drinking beer.â
ã...ã
âEven if the taste cells of the giant race are different from humans there should still be some similarities since youâre a half-giant.â
ã...ã
âYou thought this bitter coffee fit this weary place, didnât you?â
ã...ã
âHow can you think exactly like Jeong-woo?â
ã...ã
Yeon-woo, frustrated, stopping drinking the coffee and stood up.
âDo you have a kitchen?â
ãOver... there. But why?ã
âIâll change that strange tongue of yours. Iâll use the kitchen for a bit.â
ã...ã
Yeon-woo didnât wait for his permission and entered the kitchen his and Valdebichâs coffee cup. Valdebich stared blankly at Yeon-wooâs back.
Why had he stuttered and excused himself? The way Yeon-woo led the atmosphere and made others speechless seemed different from Jeong-woo.
It was a visitor who was similar to Jeong-woo but not quite and had Jeong-wooâs face.
Valdebich closed his mouth and was silent for a while.
* * *
âTry this.â
A moment later, Yeon-woo put a new cup of coffee in front of Valdebich. It was a brown milk. Valdebich looked between the alien object and Yeon-woo doubtfully.
ãDid you mix coffee with milk?ã
It was impossible to understand with his line of reasoning, as heâd only been gulping down bitter espressos all this time.
âItâs a caramel macchiato.â
ãC-Cara... what?ã
Looking at Valdebich being flustered because he couldnât repeat the pronunciation, Yeon-woo sighed again and rubbed his temples.
âCaramel macchiato. Itâs perfect for people who lost their sense of taste like you. I substituted the milk and caramel syrup from Earth with something else since we donât have it here, but it should taste alright.â
It had already received positive reviews from the Head Elder and Brahm, so he wasnât concerned. He got a headache thinking of how he avoided the other One-horned members who came after him after hearing the news.
The ingredients were all in his subspace, so it wasnât that difficult to make it.
Valdebich looked at the coffee with a still doubtful face then took a sip with a grimace.
âGood. This!â
He spoke out loud before he knew it with his eyes wide.
ãHow did you make this?ã
Yeon-woo lifted a corner of his mouth.
âBusiness secret.â
Valdebichâs face crumpled again.
ãYouâre the same as Jeong-woo in this aspect.ã
âDonât just drink it like that, but take it cold if you have ice too. You might like that better.â
Valdebich drank the coffee as Yeon-woo taught him to and exclaimed in astonishment His mouth was joyful to drink coffee this sweet after drinking all that espresso.
Valdebichâs bright smile was a change from the dark expression he had since Yeon-woo met him. Yeon-woo smiled along with him.
ã...Iâm full.ã
âYou foolishly drank over ten bowls, so itâd be weird if you werenât.â
Yeon-woo clicked his tongue looking at the teacups that werenât teacups piled next to Valdebich. The dead Gluttony Emperor would be ashamed if he saw.
ãDonât say Iâm foolish.ã
âThen letâs say you have a large appetite.â
ã...ã
âMore importantly. I want to talk now if your stomachâs full.â
Valdebich clenched his fists because Yeon-woo didnât let him win a single argument. It was more annoying since he was saying all this with an emotionless face. Jeong-woo wouldâve laughed at least.
But Yeon-wooâs appearance was also unprecedented for him. He did think one of Jeong-wooâs family members would enter the Tower after receiving the letter, but he felt strange now that it had really happened. He felt especially complicated because Yeon-woo had the exact same face as Jeong-woo.
âIâve been searching for you all this time. You know why, right?â
Valdebich nodded heavily. He had sinned.
ãI heard Jeong-woo appeared in the Tower and Arthia was resurrected. I guessed that one of Jeong-wooâs family members was pretending to be Jeong-woo to take revenge. And... Iâve also been preparing since then.ã
Valdebich hung his head.
ãIâll willingly give you my head if you want to kill me. I have no excuse for myself. But I have one request. Please... just give me a little time. I have some unfinished business. After Iâm done, Iâll hand over my head myself, so please allow me some time.ã
Yeon-woo opened his Draconic Eyes to look at Valdebich. Imperfections were clumping and dispersing next to him. He was speaking... the truth. He truly was prepared to die. Yeon-woo clicked his tongue and closed his eyes.
âI guess you werenât completely abandoned.â
Yeon-woo muttered to himself. From Leonhardt to Valdebich... Yeon-woo said he found it difficult to forgive them, but he found himself becoming less angry. They had buried their feelings for Jeong-woo in their hearts even after he was dead.
âIâm not interested in taking your head.â
ã...What?ã
âIâm almost done with the revenge anyway, and all thatâs left in that bitch Vieira Dune. Your head makes no difference.â
ã...ã
âBut if you still want to apologize to Jeong-woo...â
ã...?ã
âPay him back by living as my sword.â
ã...!ã