In Gyeongdamgan’s opinion, the greatest beauty is despair. The look in those eyes, where the will is strong due to disappointment and frustration with humanity, but has fallen into an endless abyss, is the reason for human existence.

But beauty is always precious.

The despair of a weak person who breaks down at the slightest amount of trouble is only a momentary entertainment, and even with long artistic experience, his threshold has risen, and now he is not particularly impressed.

okay. Like it now.

If it weren’t for the operation, it was a material for the Haha Pum that would have been discarded a long time ago. However, if you equate your hobby with your work, eventually your hobby will have no choice but to give up, so I leave it at that.

In the meantime, we have gone beyond imagination and have received special, or even the best, material. How can we cut this to create a more wonderful despair?

That was the only thing on Gyeongdamgan’s mind.

First of all, the ending has been decided.

The moment a woman breaks down is usually in the face of brutal violence that tramples her chastity.

What would Ahae’s reaction be if she were to be scolded all day by the ronin she was trying to protect?

When a person collapses, the appearance is also different. Will the Shinnyeomun disciple cry or scream in despair? Or you can just give up like a living corpse with a helpless look in your eyes.

“Hehehehe.”

Gyeongdamgan was so excited just thinking about it that he couldn’t hold back his strange laughter.

Well then, how can I bother you before that?

Is it because it is a type of poison that withstands the poison of loneliness that would crush anyone with pain that ravages all nerves, and that it does not give in to physical pain?

So how can we gradually break down our spirit? There is a way to give that person a thin string of hope so that they don’t give up, while also making their soul get sick little by little… …

It was a time when Gyeongdam-gan took off his pants and was having a good time imagining things.

The door suddenly opens and a subordinate rushes in.

“Lord Budan! “You have to come out now, ugh!”

The subordinate, faced with cosmic fear caused by visual stimulation, could not continue reporting.

“… … bloke!”

Gyeongdamgan, who was blown away, grabbed his subordinate’s neck. The crime of interrupting the most enjoyable time at this moment and the crime of looking into the indecency of his superiors were, of course, the death penalty.

“Omg… … .”

The subordinate thought as he lost consciousness.

Fuck, with the hand that’s strangling me right now, fuck, fuck, dirty, fuck, you eunuch who can’t even stand, I’d rather use a sword… …

Gyeong Dam-gan threw away the limp body of his subordinate and locked the door.

It was the fault of the guy who did that shit without locking the door in the first place,

Thanks to this, only the religious warriors were in trouble.

“When will Lord Budan come?”

“I sent the youngest, so he will be back soon.”

“When did the youngest go and he didn’t come?”

The youngest son who went to call Budanju did not return and there was no news from Budanju either.

“Ahh!”

The blood cult warriors just stamped their feet and stared at the situation, not knowing what to do.

The starting point was breakfast.

“Slut, wake up!”

“Ah-oh. My whole body aches after sleeping on the cold floor. Ugh, I can’t sleep well. what?”

Cheong, who slept soundly all night without waking up once, grumbled. Guard Mu-in, who had to watch the prison all night long and listen to his steady breathing and the occasional cute snoring sound, was astounded.

“ruler. “It’s breakfast.”

“oh. I eat breakfast as soon as I open my eyes. I like this one. So, what is it? “Did something delicious come out?”

It was a polite request to the person giving food.

Because if you are rude to the person who gives you food, you never know what kind of mischief they will do to your food next time.

“You are so peaceful. Are you saying they don’t even care about us? ruler. It’s rice balls. Take it.”

“rice balls… … ”

Cheong looked at the guard, Muin.

I liked the size of the large rice ball held in the guard’s hand because it was generous, but there was nothing else in his hand.

No soup for breakfast… … .

Still, where does breakfast come from?

“thank you for this food.”

Cheong bowed politely and extended his hand through the bars. And just before those beautiful, long fingers touched the rice ball.

Tuk.

The rice ball fell and fell in free fall due to an obviously deliberate touch. The round rice ball falls on the cold basement floor and flops around.

“uh?”

“Kkeuk, do you think we’ve come to some kind of restaurant? ruler. Look. “This is your future.”

The guard, Muin, stomped on the rice balls.

The poor rice balls ended up as crushed food waste on the floor.

“This is all you will eat. Haha, looking at it like this, there really isn’t the most beautiful woman in the world. “When will it be my turn to eat that?”

As Cheong stretched out his hand for the rice ball, the guard Mu-in asked back with a sneer.

Cheong’s hand, which had been slowly extending towards the rice ball, suddenly bent, leaving an afterimage, and the martial artist’s ankle was grabbed by it.

“uh? what?”

While the guard was confused, Cheong reached out his other hand and grabbed the other ankle as well.

“This bastard has been playing around since morning. “What I hate the most is people who play around with their food.”

“Let go, let go! What kind of power is this… … !”

The panicked guard tried to shake him off, but his ankle, which was tightly held, did not budge as if it had been completely pinned to the ground.

Well, since Cheong’s strength was strength, what can be done?

“hey? “What do you think will happen if I keep pulling it like this?”

Cheong was sitting on the floor, lowering his upper body, extending both arms, and holding the feet of the guard. And between Cheong’s arms, his iron bars stood firm.

The moment the blood drained from the guard’s face and he pulled out the knife from his waist –

Cheong stretched his back and lay down completely on his back.

The guard’s legs flew into the bars like cannonballs, and eventually the area between his legs caught on the bars, and boom! The sound of bone colliding with metal.

The guard rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth.

But it was only the beginning.

As Cheong kneaded the guard’s feet as if massaging them and climbed up his thighs, the bones crunched and became soft and limp like squid legs.

“Aaaah!”

Cheong’s body trembled at the feel of the raw bone being squeezed and crushed into small pieces.

and. How long has it been since this? This is really, really better than I thought, better than I remember, wow, this is life.

Cheong smiled wildly and joked.

“Shh. customer. A lot of the bones in my legs are bunched up. If you don’t let them go, they’ll keep walking or running. Should people lie down or sit, or should they stand and move around?”

“Aaaah!!!”

Finally, the guard Muin’s leg bones were ground as finely as grains of sand, and Cheong twisted the guard’s legs into a knot.

“Aaaah!!!”

The guard, Muin, whose voice had gone hoarse in less than a moment, was still screaming.

At the sound of those desperate screams, the warriors of the Blood Cult quickly gathered.

“W-what are you doing! Let it go, let it go, ah!”

The blood religion warrior was surprised and tried to remove the guard, but his wrist was caught.

Eventually, after hitting his head violently against the iron bars, his arms, softened by Cheong’s bone massage, were wrapped around the bars twice, then slipped out and were tied clumsily.

Therefore, the rest of the clan warriors did not dare to come close to the prison, so the youngest of them, who had been kicked on the shin by telling them to bring the head of the clan immediately, ran away and disappeared.

And now.

“Do you want the hostage back? Then, I will convey the girl’s request. A plate of stir-fried food with plenty of meat and two bowls of freshly cooked miban (rice). And for the soup, um, should I make it light and clear? “What are you good at here, Su-su?”

“Shut up! now… … ”

“Wow, the way this store treats its customers is really bad. Then, a bowl of clear stew, freshwater fish boiled and cooled. Then I will return the hostage. more. I’ll forward it to you again. “A plate with plenty of meat, two bowls of rice pancakes, and a bowl of clear fish soup.”

It felt like two auditory hallucinations were coming into Cheong’s ears.

The sound of those blood cults is astounding.

And the sound of my stomach exploding.

“Um, crazy, no matter where I caught that crazy bitch, who is the head of the division?”

“That’s the youngest child’s body in front of the door… … ”

Musa, the second from the bottom and now the youngest, reported this.

“That’s the problem now!? What are you doing if you don’t bring her right away? “Can’t you jump out right now!?”

Fuck you bastard. I’m not calling you.

The youngest warrior cursed under his breath and ran out again. However, he had no intention of knocking on the door, so he planned to stand in front and report when the door opened on its own.

So there is no news about the second youngest either.

“oh. How long ago did you order and still no news? Does the person who goes to cook sow rice seeds first? “Am I going to turn into an old man like this?”

“Shut up!”

“ah. It’s so scary. I’m so scared that my hands and feet are shaking and my fists are going crazy. Wow, look at how his hands are shaking.”

After saying that, Cheong grabbed the warrior with his arms tied up by the hair and slammed him into the iron bars.

“evil! evil! evil!”

It’s really fun to scream along with the thump thump sound. Then, at the sudden cracking sensation, I let go of my hand because I felt like I was going to miss it.

The iron bars shine red in the light of the lamp.

“Uh, what should I do, Lord Budan…” … !”

“shit! Give me whatever you ask for! Bring it to me!”

In the end, I ended up getting a satisfactory breakfast.

Cheong, who had neatly placed the tray inside the cage that came through the food outlet, approached the two warriors of the Blood Cult who were tied to the cage.

“But thanks to you, it was fun. “In your next life, please live a good life so that you don’t end up in this kind of pain.”

Cheong’s hands turned black, but then boom! The head of the warrior with his arms tied was smashed like a watermelon.

A headless body slumped down on the iron bars with its arms tied.

The guard, Mu-in, a crippled eunuch who was half-covered, was frightened and writhed, unable to even scream due to the pain in his legs, and only opened his mouth wide.

“Huh, stop! “I will definitely release the hostages!”

“Me? “I was just asking if you wanted the hostage back?”

After saying this, Cheong squatted down this time and raised the black beast of the black assassin high.

In response, the cross-legged blood cult warrior made eye contact with Cheong and pleaded.

“Please save me, please save me… … ”

“Three hundred and fifty points.”

“What is that-”

Sigh! Likewise, a headless corpse lowered its upper body with its legs wrapped around the iron cage.

Cheong was trying to wipe his face, but stopped and then wiped away the foreign substances that had splattered on his face with his inner elbow sleeve.

“Oh my. Refreshing in the morning “Of course, you have to exercise to eat well, but it’s a bit worse as soon as you open your eyes.”

Then he walked over to the tray he had placed inside and started eating breakfast.

Even in the midst of all this, the beauty of the Western Surin style shines, and it is beautiful to see the world’s best beauties sitting together and having a meal.

The warriors of the Blood Religion had no choice but to look at Cheong’s appearance in bewilderment.

It’s shocking and absurd, but it’s also pretty.

It was when Cheong had almost finished eating that Gyeongdamgan appeared.

As soon as he showed his face, instead of saying hello, he spoke alone, and as he was reaching for the last piece of meat he had saved with his chopsticks, Cheong frowned at the intoxication of alcohol.

Seed. I don’t even touch my dog ​​while I’m eating.

Cheong quickly chewed the food he was chewing, swallowed it, then laid down on his side and rolled over to the other side of the tray.

“Ahhh… … !”

It was a slightly unnatural sight.

Gyeongdamgan was overcome with a strange sense of discomfort, as if something was strange, but he quickly lost it as the moaning sound like a teaching voice tickled his ears.

“Stop, don’t…” … .”

In response to the heartbreaking plea, Gyeongdamgan was satisfied and stopped spraying the poison.

“I heard there was a fuss in the morning, right? “Is it because the ruling faction’s female allies are so cruel?”

“Don’t you remember I said you were from Ronin? Is her grandfather already getting dementia? for a moment! Stop being lonely! I told you to stop. A little. Hmm… … .”

Cheong was slowly getting tired of pretending to be sick.

They say that when you’re in pain, you usually don’t scream, so now I think I should just put my face down and get out of bed without making any noise.