How to Survive as a Player Chapter 127

#127

Baek Do-hyun’s hand stretched out long enough to touch Park Seung-gun’s eyes. It was an arm that looked strangely long. Park Seung-gun’s eyes began to shake aimlessly. As tears welled up in his bloodshot eyes and his veins burst out one by one, the trembling spread throughout his body.

The only sound that came out was the sound of blood boiling.

“Ugh… Big… !”

Park Seung-gun was tearing his head like crazy, probably because he had a headache. But that was only for a moment, and soon his body became limp and he began to move with only his arms hanging loosely. It was a gesture as if someone was hanging on a rope.

Park Seung-gun’s bloodshot eyes remained rational. He looked at his moving body and begged for help, but he couldn’t get out because his mouth was so tightly shut.

The direction of the floating arm was toward the contract lying on top of the blood. The moment my trembling fingertips pressed down on the paper, a faint light burst into the dark space.

What followed was the sound of heavy breathing.

“Huh, oh oh… .”

The owner of the breathing sound was Baek Do-hyun. Cold sweat was beading on the tip of his chin. Se-hyeon thanked Baek Do-hyun, who was wiping away his cold sweat, and then turned his gaze to look back at Park Seung-geon.

As soon as I turned my head, what I encountered was a hatred so clear and ominous. The bridge of her nose was squinted, and her eyes were filled with the whites of her eyes. Her exposed teeth along with her gums expressed fierce venom.

“That Celestial bastard… !!”

It made me tremble, wondering if I would be crushed again by those struggling hands. So even more so, he could not forgive his atrocities. It wasn’t just the wings that were torn off by the harsh hands.

“Asha.”

“Yes, Rod.”

“Please request a recovery artifact from the magic agency. About ten recovery skills appear every 12 hours. If you can, add a skill that prevents fatal wounds. And Ruhak.”

The compassion and tolerance towards him were uprooted that day.

“Leave Ulta’s dungeon empty. “To the lowest floor.”

“Sure.”

“Until then, never lay a finger on those here.”

I thought it would help me forget the pain. And I planned to give back the time I had forgotten. It’s more than what the Celestials have experienced, to the point where I want to die.

“… “They said they trusted their subordinates and installed them as natural people.”

Sehyun looked down with a frown at Park Seung-geon, who was crawling on the floor like a slug. I guess I’ve become quite dull now, so I can withstand the harsh gaze. However, my back still throbbed, and all sensations remained to the point of discomfort.

But that too ended today.

“Look at the contract directly and then speak.”

Sehyun spoke clearly in a suppressed voice. Park Seung-gun’s angry gaze was focused on Se-hyeon for a long time. However, that gaze gradually lowered at some point. When the condensed blue pupils chased the document buried in blood, and when that gaze stopped at a certain place, Sehyeon turned his back.

“Black… my… soup… ?”

I saw the cracked feelings that were engraved in a flash. That was enough. I was able to ignore all the screams of disillusionment, the desperate voices filled with inferiority complex, and the shouts of evil.

The fact that the ‘Celestial Race’ that I had a habit of talking about was sitting higher than me, and that it was so high that it seemed almost impossible.

This fact will eat away at Park Seung-geon more painfully than any other torture.

When I reached the end of what felt like a long road, I could no longer hear any sound in my ears. She could no longer smell the stench that had stung her nose.

When I looked back, the first thing I saw was Ruhak. He was looking at Sehyeon with blue blood on his cheeks. Sehyun reflexively grabbed his sleeve and stretched out his hand.

“It is done.”

I only realized it when I saw him raise his head as if he was rejecting me. The fact that I am not familiar with this scene. When she extended her hand again, this time she only frowned and did not reject it.

“… “I’m telling you because I think I forgot.”

The tightly held sleeve skimmed Ruhak’s cheek. Sehyeon withdrew his hand only after blue blood appeared on his sleeve. And he spoke in a firm tone.

“You are my vassal too.”

For a moment, I saw my thirst fading away. But it was so fleeting that I wondered if it was an illusion. After a brief thought, Sehyun turned his back again. The cold underground was gradually disappearing.

In the distance, I could see shadows waiting. The sight of him reaching out and waving his hand was exactly Jaeyoung Lee. Next to him was Yu Si-un, with his small wings spread.

Shaking everything out with a sigh, Sehyeon walked away. Now all that remains is to wait for news from Fan.

***

As soon as Sehyeon opened his eyes, what he saw were black wings wrapped around his body. The air was warm. A fire was burning brightly in the fireplace full of firewood, and perhaps that was why there was not even the slightest chill in the room.

Nevertheless, Ruhak did not loosen his tightly wrapped wings.

When I stretched out my arm and skimmed the surface of Ruhak’s sturdy wings, I felt a solid sensation. It was dense and stiff. Wings that are nothing like Sehyun’s.

“… If I had absorbed the attributes properly… It must have been the same as you… .”

“You are talking nonsense.”

As I put my hand between the stiff wing feathers and gently dug in, I felt a hand hugging my waist tightly. I thought it would be delicate, but its black feathers were hard and strong, even at the roots. Just like his appearance.

I wandered around for a while. As he always did, Ruhak moved his fingertips, gently scratching the nerve-ridden roots of his wing feathers, stroking them here and there in search of warmth.

And when Ruhak, who could no longer bear it, grabbed Sehyun’s wrist with a low growl in his throat, the sound of clinking dishes was heard from somewhere.

Sehyun’s gaze went straight to the direction from which the sound was heard.

There was a door. There stood a frog man holding a small tray filled with food. Her eyes darted here and there and her shoulders shrugged, as if she was embarrassed.

“Mr. Frog… ?”

“Dog, croak.”

The frog man lowered his eyes as if embarrassed and answered softly. Only then did Sehyun remove Ruhak’s wings and stand up.

Perhaps, he had come to offer breakfast. They must have waited because Sehyun was sleeping. He could have left it behind, but seeing him wait like this, it seemed like he wanted to see Sehyun eat and leave.

“Frog.”

The frog man cautiously approached Sehyeon with his head down. The sound of footsteps stopped only when they reached in front of Sehyeon. And a small tray filled with tightly balled rice balls, soup, and bread was placed on Sehyeon’s legs.

“sorry. You can wake me up next time.”

This is the best consideration given to Ruhak’s personality. About letting me wait inside the room instead of outside in the cold.

The frog man shook his head with his hands crossed timidly at Sehyun’s words. Then she walked away again and stood in front of the door. She didn’t forget to look at me as if telling me to eat it quickly.

“Thank you, I will eat well.”

Only after seeing the frog man blinking and nodding his head did Sehyun pick up the spoon and start eating.

No, I tried to do that. Until someone knocks on the door and shows up.

Knock knock-

After a knock was heard, the door creaked open with the sound of wooden hinges. Sehyeon’s gaze went straight to the door. The person who opened the door and came in was Kwak Jeong-han. Even though he was wearing thin clothes in this cold weather, he didn’t even show any signs of being cold and was only emitting white breath.

As soon as the door closed, the breath disappeared as if broken.

“Jeonghan?”

“Yes, I came because I felt Sehyun’s presence… “I guess she should have come a little later.”

When I met his peaceful gaze, I felt calm. Sehyun smiled and shook her head as if it was okay.

“Are you feeling better now?”

“… yes.”

The answer was that it was getting better. Kwak Jeong-han looked quite strong, despite his worries. His skin, made up of muscles, was the same as usual, and his fins were as big and hard as ever, probably because he had consumed enough water.

“Ah, Mr. Kwak Jeong-han. You’ve come to the right place. The person next to me is Mr. Frog, who said he would introduce me to him. Mr. Frog, it may be sudden, but I would like to introduce you to a friend. Is it okay? I don’t know your name, so I don’t know how to introduce you… The person over there is Mr. Kwak Jeong-han. “He is my vassal.”

At Se-hyeon’s words, the frog man nodded and looked up at Kwak Jeong-han. The moment the eyes that had been staring for a long time blinked, Kwak Jeong-han also nodded his head.

“Frog.”

“You’re calling me ‘Owl’.”

“I mean… Does it work?”

“It’s a little different. Since it conveys thoughts rather than language, it seems to work for races with the same attributes. “When Se-hyeon’s tracking device was cut off, we detected Awl’s signal and tracked him.”

Sehyun’s mouth slightly opened. Kwak Jeong-han and the frog man, no. Owl kept eye contact and blinked as if something was being exchanged.

“I’m glad Sehyun was able to get better. And he says he wishes Sehyun would take more care of herself. “Mr. Aul says that Se-hyeon looks very weak.”

“Frog.”

“haha… “It’s because it’s cold, because it’s cold.”

Sehyun kept smiling and lifting the spoon she had put down again. However, just as I was about to open the soup and put it to my mouth, the silent door opened again. And this time, without knocking.

“Sehyun!”

The person who opened the door and rushed in was Yoo Si-un, his small wings flapping. He was out of breath, as if he had been running one step at a time. Se-hyeon’s eyes rested on the soup once, then he turned to Yu Si-un.

“What’s wrong, Mr. Yoo Si-un?”

“Sehyeon… ! Flag, flag!”

Tears welled up in Yu Si-un’s black eyes. Yoo Si-un, wiping his eyes with his sleeve, ran straight to where Se-hyeon was, knelt on his knees on the floor, and began to cry.

“The flag… The flag was destroyed… Hmm… . They say you can set up a new base. Thank you, Sehyun. Ugh, thank you.”

Yesterday, Yoo Si-woon cried so hard that his contract was terminated, and his eyes got watery. He seemed to be following the same path today, and he was shedding tears again this morning.

Sehyun smiled and patted Yoo Si-woon on the back. It seemed like the fan did a good job.