Knightly Idols: Return to Silla (Complete)

Chapter Twelve: DO. NOT. MESS. WITH THE DEVIL!!!!

(Meanwhile... with Jimin...)

Jimin groan, opening his eyes. He heard water and turn his head towards the sound. An old man sat by him, wringing water from a towel.

"S-sir? W-where am I..?"

The old man's eyes widen and he immediately reach over. Jimin flinch but then felt the touch of the cool damp towel dabbing his forehead.

The old man is cleaning his head. He seems to be muttering to himself.

"What are they up to, to involved this child? This is wrong..."

Jimin blink.

"Who are you...?" Jimin asks.

The old man sighs.

"I am Suk Hyun-jae..."

Jimin blinks.

"Huh?"

"I'm Hansung's grandfather."

Jimin's eyes widen.

Hansung's grandfather? Why is he here? Where am I? What's going on?

Jimin sat up abruptly, only for Hyun-jae to push him back.

"Don't move so suddenly! You've been hit across the head! I need to clean it!"

Jimin stop struggling and lay back down, allowing the old man to continue cleaning his head.

"Why am I here? Should I be worried about this?" Jimin ask him.

"Just don't do anything stupid... I wouldn't if it were him. He can make anything happen with a snap of the fingers."

Oh... So he's like Thanos... Great... Jimin thought.

Hyun-jae finished cleaning the wound on Jimin's head and wrap it up. Then he took the bowl away.

Jimin sighs as he look around. The last thing he remember was being in the prison. He saw the door opened and something hit his head. And Kang Sung's voice stating that they're gonna keep him prisoner.

Speaking of prison... Why isn't he in one. If he's been captured by enemies, why isn't he locked up?

Soon, Hyun-jae came back with a tray of food.

"Eat up. You must be hungry."

Jimin stares at the food warily. Hyun-jae sighs.

"Don't worry... It's not drugged or poisoned... Young-shil wants you alive..."

Jimin bit his lip then takes the plate, eating the food. As he eats, the door opens and two people steps inside. Jimin backs away immediately.

One he recognize as Kang Sung.

The other one he doesn't recognize.

The older man grins as he sees him.

"Well well... Looks like our little Butterfly has woken up..."

Jimin shiver.

What are they going to do to me?

Jang Sung smirks.

"Well... Looks like I thought you wrong. I thought you were tough... Since I saw you punching that bag, I thought you were terrifying... Looks like I was wrong..."

Jimin look smug.

"How about we have a fight then? No weapon. You and I going at it melee style?