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Chapter 95

"Ah, I'm hungry."

Lying on the hard floor, Eun-oh groaned.

His stomach grumbled, demanding something to eat. At moments like this, Eun-oh often pondered how inconvenient the existence of a body could be. He hadn't done anything, hadn't exerted any effort, yet his body clamored for food at regular intervals. He is truly inefficient, to say the least.

Regardless, his hunger was undeniable. Having missed breakfast and now lunch, it was unavoidable.

"It's fine if you imprison me, but can't you at least give me something to eat?"

Actually, I was a little scared because they said something scary about being locked up, but other than being hungry, I didn't feel any discomfort.

After all, Eun-oh had been living in a small mountain hut for several years. There were times when the roof flew off in a strong wind, enduring days of heavy rain. As long as there was a ceiling and walls to block the wind, it was enough. Sure, he missed the soft bedding in his room, but compared to the years spent contentedly in the mountains, that regret wasn't significant.

There was only one problem: he was hungry.

"Well, I thought rebelling might include starving, but..."

Eun-oh found himself willingly confined in the shed for a reason. Was it because he didn't feel unfairly accused? Not likely. He knew that pleading innocence wouldn't make a difference. He had already experienced a similar situation in a outer courtyard.

Public opinion held a powerful sway. When the majority believed something, it solidified as the truth. Belief operated in a similar manner.
It resisted crumbling. The prevailing atmosphere had already pointed fingers at Eun-oh as the culprit. Even if he insisted otherwise, it would likely be in vain.

In this sense, Eun-oh once again felt the strength of experience. When falsely accused the first time, the injustice was so overwhelming that both his body and mind ached. However, this time, it was different.
He was surprisingly okay. In truth, he held a vague hope that things would be cleared once Young Master arrived.

These days, the Young Master was quite friendly. So, Eun-oh thought that if he sincerely appealed the truth, the Young master could believe him. It might sound overly optimistic, but it felt plausible. Moreover, at the moment, there was nothing else he could do. Ultimately, he had to rely on the Young Master's judgment.

So, he decided to sit in peace and wait.

First of all, the important thing is that he wasn't beaten. Having experienced blows from beating in mat, his jaw almost broken, and looming cut of a sword, the current confinement seemed comparatively mild.

In comparison, the current situation felt like a remedy.

"Anyway, people sure live difficult lives. Or maybe... is it just me?"

Experiencing such events made him keenly aware of the difficulty of living in harmony with others.

His stomach grumbled once again. Eun-oh, using his palm, gently rubbed his hungry belly and looked out beyond the small window. The sky, faintly visible beyond the small door, displayed a deep blue color. Considering the prolonged daylight of summer, he could tell a considerable amount of time had passed since his confinement. Even now, the visibility was low, making it difficult to discern objects, and soon, it would be pitch dark.

"Ugh, is there anything to eat around here?"

When his visions drops, there would be nothing he could do. He should sleep. However, with such hunger, sleep seemed unlikely. Feeling the urgency, Eun-oh began searching for something to eat.