Anyone who would have seen the battle would say that the situation had gotten a lot worse. It was comparable to a trashy piece of art.
I bet even if Solomon himself came and made a judgment, then even he would have declared me to be a sinner. The gamble that Kim Hyunsung had decided to do with his own reputation certainly didn't end badly for him.
The monsters had mercilessly devoured Lee Kichul, and Jung Jinho's lackey's rage made him whimsical enough to kill me.
But there wasn't any further conflict, and Kim Hyunsung had handled the situation quite well.
I didn't know if I had done my part or not, but I was happy enough with the results. Without even using my hands, I had sent a man to his merciless death.
Even though I lost one tooth as I was acting to become the victim, I achieved some advantageous and desirable results that earned my beloved and precious colleagues' warm attention.
However, Jung Hayan's expression had changed unexpectedly. Had it become taboo to engage in any brawl with someone else for her?
'Don't tell me, really?'
Had it also become some weird kind of taboo for someone to touch my body?
After a moment of biting her nails, she quickly approached me as if she had suddenly noticed that I was still lying on the floor.
However, her expression was still hostile.
"Oh, Oppa!"
After she saw me bleeding from my mouth, she forgot about everything.
She used her ring and tried to send magical power through it. The sight was spectacular. However, divine power ring that Hayan was wearing was not intended to heal such wounds.
When I grabbed her left hand slightly, she stopped chanting the spell, as if she knew what I meant. Her big eyes were full of tears, and after a moment, they started falling relentlessly.
"Are you okay? What can I do... What should I do?"
"Of course I'm okay. It was my fault after all..."
There was a bitter taste in my mouth.
One of the teeth had flown away, and one side of my cheek was tingling, but I wasn't feeling that much pain.
That was because if I did anything but display my stiffness, it seemed that Jung Hayan would start casting magic spells out there.
'Be patient Hayan... Please, please.'
Shooting magic at Jung Jinho's party was definitely not a bad option, but it was better to play the victim right now. As I could see that Kim Hyunsung hadn't made a move yet, it looked like he was also hoping for it.
"Wow..."
She kept touching my face as if I had lost my skin or something. Seeing that she was struggling with her words in her panicked state, I wondered if Hayan was actually sane. Tears were streaming down her face, and she had a bloody nose.
It was as if I was already dead. Her reaction was too passionate about the fact that I had lost only one of my teeth.
"Are you okay, Oppa? Are you alright?"
"Yes I'm fine. It's not a big deal. Don't mind me, Hayan. I'm really okay. It doesn't hurt at all."
It did hurt, but it wasn't a big wound.
It was nice to have this reaction for this kind of wound, as it seemed a little scary to think about what would happen otherwise.
"This guy! How dare you!"
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Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 1)
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