Transmigration As A Deruth Henituse.

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Deruth looked at the familiar ruined building.  He also knelt on the ground.

At that time, he should have been crying.

'This is a dream.'

He cries even when he knows he will be tortured afterwards.

But he didn't care.

The world seemed to fall apart for him.

'I'm still not used to this.'

Deruth hadn't dreamed of this for a long time.

The day his orphanage was blown up.

He could see the small hand with the handmade bracelet pressed against the bloodstained stone.

He restrained himself from laughing or serving one of them a little more special.

Anything that will get them killed because of his mistakes.

He wanted to protect them.

But in the end, they all died from his weakness.

Experiment on humans to dispel one's emotions, to turn them into merciless mercenaries.

He is one of them.

Because of that, he couldn't show the slightest emotion to make sure the children were safe.

"Forgive me....."

That was all that could come out of Park Soo Yun's mouth at that time.

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Deruth opened his eyes, and saw him in the guest room in the palace.

Rok Soo was also there rolling over in his bed.

Because Cale was unharmed, so he refused to stay in the palace.  As for Rok Soo, you know yourself.

Deruth sat down and held the bandage covering his left eye.

'It's been a long time since I've been in bandages like this.'

Then he reached into his clothes to find him in a patient's clothes.

'I want to smoke.'

Rok Soo frowned when he saw the movement of Deruth who seemed to be looking for something.

"You want to smoke when you just woke up? Really?"

Deruth sighed hearing that and took a glass of water on the table beside the bed.

"I just had a bad dream. Rok Soo, come here."

Rok Soo obediently approached Deruth.

Deruth pulled him into his arms.  That took Rok Soo by surprise.

"This helps calm me down."

It let Deruth know his children were alive, well and safe.

Hearing that, Rok Soo didn't fight back.  Deruth stroked Rok Soo's head gently as if stroking his own son's head.

Rok Soo didn't think it was a bad feeling either.

For some reason, he wished that someone would treat him like this when he was at Lee Soo Hyuk and Choi Jung Soo's funeral.

Knock, knock.

There was a knock on the door and Alberu entered the room.

"....."

Alberu looked as if he was being forced to drink Ron's lemonade tea.

"You took dad's cigarettes, so dad looked for other ways to calm him down."
"Oh..."