Possessing Nothing Novel (쥐뿔도 없는 회귀)

Chapter 150 - Choice (4)

His hollow logic resulted in the splurge of action that happened first thing in the morning because of the Faction's beliefs. It was the desire of wanting to kill the Minor Heavenly Demon that made Yoo Ho-jeong meet his own end. He did not feel sorry for the desire and paid accordingly.

Yoo Ho-jeong was looking up at the sky, while Lee Sungmin looked down at him with gloomy eyes. Blinking his eyes, Yoo Ho-jeong opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't speak. Instead, it was red blood that spat out from Yoo Ho-jeong's mouth.

Yoo Ho-jeong failed to stop Lee Sungmin's spear. His armor, his trusted line of defense, which gave him the nickname 'Ironclad' couldn't protect him. Yoo Ho-jeong tried to kill Lee Sungmin, and Lee Sungmin dealt with him in sincerity and strength. And so the result was apparent.

Yoo Ho-jeong raised his trembling hand and fumbled around to feel his chest. The hole in his chest was deep enough to see the other side, but the blood was so thick that it could only be seen in a red hue. Yoo Ho-jeong vomited blood continuously. He moved his bloody lips, smiled and looked at Lee Sungmin.

"That... choice... you'll regret..."

"I won't."

The Orthodox faction was going all out to kill the Minor Heavenly Demon, but in fact, it was no different from asking Yoo Ho-jeong to commit suicide. Yoo Ho-jeong did not resent the decision. There must have been a good reason, he tried to convince himself before.

Just as he believed he was right, so did Lee Sungmin. Lee Sungmin sighed. He didn't want to regret it even if he was a pushover. To some people, Wijihoyeon may seem evil. After all, she was like a main character in Eria. Maybe one day she would really become one.

But, not for Lee Sungmin.

"Well, that's for sure.", Yoo Ho-jeong muttered.

He did not resent Lee Sungmin. It was true that Yoo Ho-jeong tried to kill Lee Sungmin. He was dying due to blood loss. That's usually how one would die; in battle, if you were in the Murim. Yoo Ho-jeong was a warrior and had long known that one day he would come to this end. That was probably the reason why he closed his eyes without resentment.

And that was how Yoo Ho-jeong died.

It was not a good feeling to kill others with regrets. It was someone Lee Sungmin didn't want to kill. Although their relationship was short lived, he was known as a martial artist with a high reputation, ahead of Lee Sungmin as a no-class. Even though he said he was narrow-minded, he was a long-standing and outstanding warrior of the Orthodox.

[Cry me a river.]

Heoju muttered. Lee Sungmin knew what Heoju was getting at. By killing Yoo Ho-jeong, he was setting his path in stone. His nickname as a meritorious warrior would be thrown down the drain along with his nickname 'Ghost Gun'. If he wanted to live a life on his own terms he needed to firm his resolve.

Lee Sungmin then turned around to face the Heavenly Demon and the resting Wijihoyeon.

"Let's go."

"Aren't you gonna at least send him off?"

In his chest, the artificial spirit form of Rubia grumbled and asked. Lee Sungmin passed by Yoo Ho-jeong's body.

"The road we have to walk, there will be many others to bury besides him.", he answered.

Eyes from the spectators around the South Gate were demeaning. People were running from the entrance. They hurled abusive words at Lee Sungmin.

He dismissed it. He wouldn't listen to them anyways. Because he didn't want to spark conflict within them, Lee Sungmin opened his eyes to look at them.