"It's not necessary, but still."
Of course, it wasn't easy to get. Hence, he was ordering Giwon to go fetch it for him.
"You know what you have to say."
"…Yes, sir."
"Well, I have a reason for it too actually. I'm going out to sea next week."
"Next week? The ship…"
"It's not ready, but there's a better way." He spoke excitedly, "I met a follower of Degova, the God of the Sea. He offered a trade."
"…He asked for an offering."
"Yeah. Thirty thousand people."
Giwon fell silent. He couldn't find the words to even respond to that.
"It's it nice? It doesn't need to be pretty, or young, or strong, or anything else. Just some thirty thousand humans, thrown at the sea."
He then turned to Dohyuk.
"Although…"
He paused for a moment.
"This one looks familiar."
Dohyuk loosened himself. He was ready to kick at any time.
"He's still alive."
Before Ilgyu's other hand reached Dohyuk's cheek-
"I have to ask you to think again, sir."
Ilgyu stopped.
"Didn't I just tell you? All you have to say is 'yes'."
"Sir, I must say this. Thirty thousand slaves are vital resources that we have to conserve. If offer that much.."
"Then?"
"…We might face the same situation we were put in during our previous life."
The grasp that held Dohyuk's head was loosened and he was dropped. As Dohyuk fell, he opened his eyes a crack to check on the Tyrant. He was a bit scrawny.
"Talk."
"We are very different this time around, sir. We have been successfully getting supplies through our slaves. Our profit will only grow if we keep this up for as long as we can."
"And?"
"…But if we waste our resources for one trip… and there is a chance for the 'north' to come while you are away-"
Dohyuk was watching, but even then, he couldn't see Ilgyu's kick, especially the sheer speed of it. Giwon was thrown at the wall like a sack of rags.
"Oh… Giwon."
Ilgyu walked up with the boiling pot in his hand and poured it over Giwon's body.
"…!!"
"Oh, I like you trying hard not to scream. You were always ready to get beaten up when you did something that deserved a beating. I like that."
"S-sir…"
"I'm not going there for a trip. I'm going to finish my business with her. Whatever the outcome, I'm not coming back to this rathole. Of course, the outcome is only simple."
Ilgyu then grabbed Giwon with one arm.
"I'll take her as mine. I won't lose, and if I do, the entire Chinese continent will be MINE! The north? Who gives a f*ck about that place? Don't even mention them to my face again. You hear?"
"…"
"You HEAR? YOU F*CKING BASTARD?!"
With the shout, Ilgyu flung Giwon's body. In the next moment, GIwon's body was thrown at the wall in the opposite direction. He was stuck in the wall, but his arm wasn't there.
"Oops. You left your arm."
Ilgyu was still holding onto the arm.
"Don't do something that will make you lose anything else."
"…"
"I want to tear your other limbs off too, but you're useful."
Giwon couldn't answer. All of his bones had been crushed.
"Are you okay? I mean I'm sure you still have some potions that you kept for yourself, right? I'm not sure if you can get your arm back.. but I think you were a lefty."
"…ah.."
"I can't hear you."
Ilgyu stepped on Giwon's neck.
"UGGH-"
"You have one thing to do. I will give you one day. Go get the bracelet. Then…" Ilgyu added, "I will let your mother and sister live."
"…!"
"You didn't expect that? Did you really believe I killed them when you weren't watching?"
Giwon's eyes shook. The Tyrant smiled satisfyingly.
"No. Oh, no way. I was going to kill them in front of your eyes when you were no longer useful, but I think there's a better way to use them!"
"…"
"I'll give you the mercy that you like so much. Bring me the bracelet in time and they won't be thrown out into the sea."
But even if he did successfully bring that, they would meet the same fate. That was what Jung Ilgyu did most of the time. Giwon had no choice. His eyes turned into that of a man who had given up hope.
"Good."
He smiled, but he was too late to realize it.
"This is the best face I've seen from you…"
The face and the eyes weren't like that because of him. The Tyrant looked back. Dohyuk was already on him with the kick that had sliced off many heads.
Chapter end
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