No Dark Secrets In This Book

Episode 153

While Hanra’s Jang Mun-in was dealing with the press, Cassice Demillang, who had been forcibly separated from his duties, was being forced to rest and deal with “something else.”

“Hello. I am Moon Seong-eun, a disciple of the Hanra’s Clan.”

“…Yes.”

“Oh my, you’re so pretty. So beautiful. You are truly beautiful. Like this fellow here, I am called Moon San-myeong of the Moojabae. Please take good care of our Ryuseong from now on.”

“Yes… I will try my best.”

‘What am I doing here?’

Suddenly, Cassice Demillang felt his mind going blank.

Thanks to Cassice Demillang, who had neatly killed off Demillang’s collateral descendants, cleaning up the surroundings was easier than expected.

It was also because there were more dead than alive.

From the Hoan pavilion to the bottom of the cliff, corpses were scattered like weeds.

As soon as the assassins dispatched to kill Cassice Demillang sensed the failure of the operation, they committed suicide by exploding the poison pills hidden inside their molars. Most of the corpses in black clothes scattered around the area could be assumed to be assassins. Unfortunately, this made it difficult to track down the tail. Anyone who could infer the context would say that they were definitely sent by the Demillang family, but since there was no evidence left, it was difficult to use in political strife.

On the other hand, the gangsters from the Demon Realm were a little different. The thugs from the Demon Realm, who had rushed in like moths to a flame, unaware that Cassice Demillang had self-commissioned an assassination attempt on himself to increase the topicality of the assassination attempt on the Clan Leader – and at the same time, to purge the fools trying to kill him – each resisted by wielding baseball bats with nails driven into them, but were subdued helplessly. There was no way that the bastards who had been engaged in usury against the general public and creating brothels to make the public security ominous could have the ability to overpower the Hanra, who had been with the history of Jeju.

In short, it was not a situation that the Hanra could not handle.

That was also why Cassice Demillang was obediently being treated like a “child” and retreating to the back room.

But……

“I am Han Seong-rim of the Hanjabae. Please take good care of our young master Ryuseong!”

“…Likewise.”

“Wow! It’s really Cassice Demillang! So cool! I’m a fan!”

“……”

‘What the hell am I doing here…?’

Cassice Demillang barely grasped his mind, which was once again distantly going blank, and shook hands with the Hanra warrior who had proclaimed himself to be his fan. He only did it because he was wearing gloves on his hands; otherwise, he would never have done it even if he died. Damn it. Cassice Demillang couldn’t tell if he was having a wedding or a fan meeting. If he thought about it normally, it was natural that he wasn’t doing either, so he couldn’t understand why he was doing this here. He felt like he would get angry for no reason. And what’s more, the Hanra warriors were even lined up in front of him with eyes full of anticipation…. How many of them were there?

‘No, why are they all casually greeting me in the first place? Where did the final boss attitude go?’

That flew away the moment he became sincere with Ryuseong. The Hanra warriors were said to be like Ryuseong’s family. If he had become sincere with Ryuseong, he couldn’t very well curse and treat Ryuseong’s family members like insects, could he?

So Cassice Demillang began to respond to the warriors with blank eyes endlessly……

“What. Don’t disturb someone who’s resting and get lost.”

At that moment, a savior appeared. A man with straight, jet-black hair slightly scattered over his forehead was walking towards Cassice Demillang with narrowed, good-looking eyes.

But then, Moon San-myeong, a disciple of Moojabae who was standing next to him, began to pour out mischievous words with a grin.

“Ah~ Our Ryuseong has grown up so much~. I thought you wouldn’t be able to get a lover until you were old, but you even brought such a pretty bride~.”

“……”

Ryuseong immediately began to crack his knuckles with a menacing look.

The way he was cracking his neck by tilting his head from side to side exuded the aura of a thug who had easily beaten dozens of people.

“It looks like you’ve lost discipline from not getting beaten for a long time.”

“Heh. I haven’t been playing around all this time either! You little rookie bastard!”

After exclaiming confidently, San-myeong showed Cassice Demillang an impressive sight of being beaten up by the rookie.

Truly, the discipline of the Hanra was the best……

“Ah, ouch, my back. How important is the back to a man? You know that now, so why……”

“The important thing, should I break it for you?”

“Somehow, I feel various meanings in your words. Can you already use adult business tactics? This hyung is really moved to tears. Our Ryuseong has grown up, brought someone to marry, and even imitates adults. I thought you would never be able to get a lover in your lifetime….. Ah, ah! I surrender! I said I surrender! Joint locks are off-limits!”

When Ryuseong twisted San-myeong’s back, which was important to a man, to the fullest, San-myeong declared a tap while pounding the floor, but Ryuseong didn’t let him go for a while and showed various martial arts techniques while rolling on the floor. Cassice felt strangely odd.

‘He never used these techniques when sparring with me.’

No, well. It’s not like he was saying he wanted his arm to be twisted like that. It just felt strange to learn for the first time that Ryuseong had this side to him. When Ryuseong was with Lihyang, he had a somewhat more mature and heavy atmosphere than his peers, but his current appearance of colliding bodies and fighting with the Hanra warriors was no different from a typical man in his twenties…… It newly dawned on him that the character he had admired in the novel was not a superman, but just an ordinary human being who could also act like a fool in front of his family. And at the same time,

‘I can’t be included in that circle.’

…When he read in text that the Hanra and Ryuseong were like family, he just accepted it as it was.

But seeing it with his own two eyes, the feeling was different.

He wanted to tear apart and kill everyone who touched Ryuseong, and then he wanted to hang himself. Is this what they call jealousy? Can his heart be explained with a concept as mild as jealousy?

‘What you love is not me, but Cassice Demillang. But I’m in Cassice Demillang’s body. I’m called Cassice Demillang. And you’re also mistaking me for Cassice Demillang……’

And now you have people like family with you.

‘I have nowhere to return to.’

There’s no one to accept me, no family-like relationship. But you have it, so……

“Why do you have that expression?”

At that moment, Ryuseong approached Cassice Demillang. Ryuseong, who had thrown Moon San-myeong and walked over immediately, had the scent of dirt, a slight smell of blood, and the rich fragrance of potions. Ryuseong, who had been through the Blade of Light with Cassice Demillang, was injured almost as severely as Cassice Demillang and had to pour potions into his body. His martial arts uniform was also so tattered that he had to change into a Hanra one.

It wasn’t any different for Cassice Demillang, but in Cassice’s case, his internal injuries were more severe, so he used relatively fewer potions and didn’t change his clothes. So Cassice was the only one in pure white among the people all dressed in Hanra’s martial arts uniforms. Although stained with dirt and blood.

Somehow, he felt like he had become separated from Ryuseong. It was a foolish thought that couldn’t be considered rational, but…… He felt like he had lost Ryuseong……

“Did someone bully you?”

“What nonsense are you saying?”

Cassice Demillang laughed with a deflating sound. Seeing that, Ryuseong conversely gained conviction.

“It must be true.”

“Nonsense……”

Ryuseong plopped down on the floor. Then, he rested his arm on Cassice Demillang’s thigh and rested his chin on it.

Cassice Demillang was a bit startled and trembled at the suddenly approaching scorching heat, but Ryuseong didn’t back away. Cassice Demillang, like an ectothermic animal, always had a low body temperature, so every time Ryuseong got close, he had to receive more stimulation than necessary. The gloved fingertips trembled slightly. Ryuseong, who smiled while looking at Cassice Demillang’s slightly furrowed eyebrows, soon asked seriously.

“Who is it?”

“……”

“Who should I beat up? Hm?”

Somehow, he felt like asking this question…. Cassice Demillang stared blankly at Ryuseong for a moment, then lowered his head.

As he bent his waist to bring his lips to Ryuseong’s ear, his silvery hair fell over Ryuseong’s field of vision like a veil. The beautiful colors were scattering light like a meteor shower at dawn. While Ryuseong was briefly captivated by the brilliance, a heated breath touched his ear. Even though his body was cold, only his breath was hot. As if it were proof that he was alive.

“If I ask you to kill me, will you do it?”

As if screaming that he wants to live.

***

Jeong Ian doesn’t know, but those words reminded him of a rather old memory.

The past appearance of… the being called Cassice Demillang, before the regression.