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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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A week had passed since Namgung So-yeon accepted the Alliance Leader’s proposal.
Now, she remembered everything. Every memory she shared with Kang In-ho.
With each feeding, each absorption of a sinner’s life force, the memories became clearer, more vivid.
A sweet scent wafted through the air.
– I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
In-ho’s voice echoed in her mind.
‘Yes! Young Master Kang and I are destined to be together! Our connection transcends lifetimes!’
‘We made a promise. A promise that couldn’t be fulfilled in our past lives. But we’ve been reunited in this one!’
– So-yeon, So-yeon, save me.
‘Don’t worry, Young Master Kang. I’ll save you. I promise. Just wait a little longer.’
‘Just a little longer. I’ll become stronger. Much stronger. And then I’ll come for you.’
She muttered to herself, her voice filled with determination.
“So… I have no choice. For Young Master Kang…”
“Lightning Sword! Don’t you recognize me? I’m from the Insung Escort Agency…! Gah!”
A blood-soaked hand clamped around the man’s throat.
“Gurk…”
His eyes rolled back in his head.
Blood oozed from every orifice, flowing down her arm.
*Sizzle*
The blood boiled and turned into a crimson mist that seeped into Namgung So-yeon’s body.
The air was filled with a cloying, sweet smell.
“Haah…”
How many times had she fed now?
She had lost count after ten.
At first, she had felt a pang of sympathy for these discarded lives, but now, such feelings were as fleeting as morning frost.
The cravings came regularly, and the prison was overflowing with sinners.
As she absorbed the man’s life force, a sense of calm washed over her, followed by a tingling sensation in her lower abdomen.
It was a strange feeling, not quite pain, but a stimulating sensation she craved.
After each feeding, Namgung So-yeon would touch herself.
She didn’t know why, but it felt like something she had to do.
And then she would hear In-ho’s voice.
– So-yeon, come here.
The sweet voice of In-ho reached her ears.
His voice was gentle and loving.
In-ho had never called her by her name.
Yet, she heard it clearly in her mind.
“Yes… Young Master Kang.”
She murmured with her eyes unfocused and a smile was playing on her lips.
After a few minutes, she composed herself and returned to the surface.
“My internal energy has increased significantly.”
The Alliance Leader had explained that absorbing a person’s life force was like consuming a powerful elixir.
It provided a surge of energy that a Blood Demon like her could fully absorb.
With each feeding, she grew exponentially stronger.
Not only her internal energy, but her physical body as well. It felt denser and more resilient
As she reached new heights of power, she finally understood the true extent of the gap between herself and the Heavenly Demon.
“Not enough.”
She punched the air, and the force of the blow shattered a nearby wall.
But she wasn’t satisfied.
She thought about the Heavenly Demon.
The Alliance Leader had given her an old record containing information about her.
Twelve years ago, surprisingly, the Heavenly Demon had been a member of the righteous faction.
The promising talent, the Heavenly Demon, tragically lost her disciple to an assassin one day.
Perhaps that was the reason the Heavenly Demon suddenly disappeared.
Then, four years later, she reappeared as the leader of the Demonic Cult.
She had killed her own master and countless other martial artists.
No one knew why.
On that day, the rising star of the righteous faction had vanished, replaced by the bloodthirsty Heavenly Demon.
“The records say her disciple died twelve years ago. The dead don’t come back to life.”
Namgung So-yeon believed that the Heavenly Demon, driven mad by grief, had mistaken In-ho for her deceased disciple.
A brilliant martial artist, broken by the loss of her loved one.
That was her conclusion.
She could understand the pain of losing someone dear, but she couldn’t forgive the Heavenly Demon for taking ‘her’ man, the man she was destined to be with.
“I won’t forgive you. I won’t forgive you. I won’t forgive you… I’ll crush your skull, break your legs, tear off your arms. And then I’ll throw you into a pigsty.”
Hatred for the Heavenly Demon surged through her.
Lately, she had been feeling increasingly bloodthirsty, consumed by murderous impulses.
“And when I finally drink your blood… I’ll be reunited with Young Master Kang.”
– So-yeon, save me.
In-ho’s voice echoed in her mind, carried on the wind.
His voice was so pitiful that she felt an overwhelming urge to rescue him immediately.
– So-yeon, I love you.
– So-yeon, kill the Heavenly Demon.
– So-yeon, find me.
His voice continued to whisper in her ear.
“Yes, just wait a little longer.”
Namgung So-yeon nodded vigorously and responded to the voice.
“Your good little So-yeon will be there soon.”
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[T/N: An extreme case of delulu… and there is no hope of saving her. I do feel bad for her but…]
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Oh, so she’s going to be the one who kills in-ho this time. Poor guy.