So Yeowol enjoyed her overwhelming victory with a smile on her lips. The group she led was also drunk with the afterglow of victory.
But not everyone was like that.
Some children were shuddering with a terrible sense of guilt. Lee Min was one of them. She also killed another child today. She had blood on her small white hands.
She didn’t know how many times she had already washed her hands. But the smell of blood did not disappear and seemed to follow her.
“Hah…”
Lee Min sighed softly.
Her eyes were red and bloodshot, perhaps because she had been forcing herself to cry.
“Keke! Did you see that guy? You know the guy who I strangled to death? He looked like a crucian carp when he gulped his last breath! “
“It was really exciting!”
“Our leader is truly the best.”
The children ate the food they had stolen from the Go Yeongsan group and talked about their experiences. As if it was the most natural thing, like eating with food on their hands.
They had become accustomed to blood. Just like it’s their natural inclination.
It was terribly disgusting.
No, the truly disgusting thing was being with them. Without knowing it, Lee Min was already fed up.
Clang!
Suddenly, a dull noise resounded from the underground ceiling.
“What? Is it time for food to come down already?”
“There should be another half day.”
The children looked at the ceiling with suspicious eyes. A huge basket was coming down. The children jumped to their feet expecting that the food was coming down.
So Yeowol said to the children.
“You have to secure as much food as possible.”
“Yes boss!.”
“Will do!”
So Yeowol’s group responded with equal momentum. As soon as the Go Yeongsan group disappeared, there was no group left to oppose them. Of course, some groups are still alive, but they wouldn’t dare compare and compete against So Yeowol’s group.
So Yeowol looked around the area with sharp eyes. Her eyes were searching for Pyo-wol. Pyo-wol was the only person So Yeowol felt uncomfortable confronting inside the underground cavity.
Pyo-wol was different from other children in many ways.
He wasn’t leading a group like himself, and he wasn’t engaging in conspicuous activities. He only takes his share of food, but So Yeowol was strangely vigilant around him.
If she wanted to, she could mobilize all her members to attack him. But the reason she didn’t do so was because of Pyo-wol’s eyes.
Pyo-wol’s eyes, with a tinge of red, were strangely deep, and she couldn’t guess what’s on his mind. Although they were living in the same space and time, she wasn’t the only one who felt this way.
Even the people following her were reluctant to take an action against Pwo-wol.
They were all afraid.
In particular, after killing a group of Yeom Iljung alone, the fear of Pyo-wol became increased. Not only So Yeo-wol, but most of the children in the underground cave had the same sentiment.
At some point, So Yeowol’s eyes lit up. Because she found Pyo-wol among the children. However, the expression on Pyo-wol’s expression was somehow strange.
His expression stiffened as if he was on guard against something.
“Why does he look like th–…”
So Yeowol unknowingly looked at the basket instead of asking Pyo-wol. Because Pyo-wol’s gaze was fixated on the basket.
It was then.
Suddenly people came out of the basket.
They were all adults wearing masks.
Instead of food, they were the ones who came down to the underground cave inside baskets. Each of them had a metal bats in their hand.
“W-What?”
“Who are you?!”
The moment the children screamed in surprise, the masked people riding in the baskets began to engage in merciless violence.
“KAGH!”
“W-wwhat’s going on?”
“Kyaak–”
The iron rods of the masked men hit the children.
The children were left helpless with their assault. A few hard-headed children rushed forward, but they were not opponents they could go against in the first place. The children were far too weak to deal with the grown-up adults, more so against fighters who were trained in martial arts.
Perk! Puck!
The sound of flesh exploding resounded everywhere. No matter how poisonous they were, children were just buds that had not yet matured. Such sprouts were being trampled by the clubs of the masked men.
The masked men were merciless. They continued the brutal assault without saying anything.
So Yeowol was no exception. She had to endure the assaults of masked men with her body bent like a shrimp. It was the same with Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol was beaten without any resistance. He had anticipated this. He could have escaped into the darkness of the underground area if he had made up his mind, but he didn’t.
If he were to do that, there was a high probability that he would unnecessarily attract their attention. Don’t stand out or else his efforts will turn out for nothing. He’d just become a person who would be used as a consumable much sooner if he caught their attention.
That was the reason why Pyo-wol did not resist and was beaten like other children.
Pyo-wol looked at the basket, bending over and protecting his head with both hands. The gigantic basket once again went up to the ceiling and came down with new people.
They were wearing masks like the masked people who are now assaulting,
The moment he saw them, goosebumps ran all over Pyo-wol’s body.
‘They are the real masterminds!’
There were three of them, and they had an atmosphere that was so intimidating that it could not be compared with the masked men wielding iron clubs. On their masks, the characters one (一), two (二), and three (三) were written.
They looked around the hall with sharp eyes.
Not one child remained standing in the hall. All of them were on the floor collapsed due to the overwhelming violence.
Neither So Yeowol’s leadership, the children’s poison, nor the murder experience worked against the masked people who had overwhelming power.
‘They were being tamed like this.’
Pyo-wol trembled slightly at their cruel heart. Even animals are not tamed in this way. At least if they consider themselves as humans, they wouldn’t treat people like consumables.
They did not think of children as human beings.
Just like Pyo-Wol thought, they were being treated like a tool.
In order to raise them the way they wanted, it was necessary to kill their spirit. Hence the need for violence.
The masked man with the number one (一) written on his face raised his hand. The violence immediately ceased.
The masked men gathered their clubs and stood behind the three masked men.
The masked man with the number one (一) on it opened his mouth.
“I am called First Sword (一剜). From now on, I will manage this place. Your life will be mine from now on. There are no exceptions.”
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