A terrifying time passed. At that moment, Song Geun-ryang was wondering how many times he would breathe, but for him, it was longer than ever.
Tsk. The man clicked his tongue. He opened his mouth as if he couldn’t help it.
“…… I heard from a drunk man with the surname Ho.”
“I can’t tell you more than that.”
The guest’s eyes were telling Song Geun-ryang that he would do his own way, if Song Geun-ryang were to pry more than that. The guest’s eyes, who was only in his twenties, shimmered like that.
Song Geun-ryang replied very obediently on the outside, while feeling fed up on the inside.
“I, I see.”
“When will the goddess come?”
“It takes time. While you sleep, she’ll get dressed up and come.”
“…… I don’t sleep a lot, is it okay?”
“This small man will take care of it. By the way, there.”
Song Geun-ryang glanced at the man’s escorts. The brutal-looking seven warrior men were sitting in black outfits.
“Will the warriors stay here?”
“Isn’t it obvious ?”
“But, uh, the goddess is a bit sensitive…….”
The man spoke immediately at Song Geun-ryang’s words.
“I don’t know how sensitive your goddess is, but my warriors aren’t interested in anything but my safety, so don’t worry.”
“I don’t mean like that.”
“They are here to guard me while I am asleep. Of course they’ll be next to me, so they won’t say a thing.”
Song Geun-ryang looked at the man with a twisting feeling. He wasn’t worried about the goddess. It was difficult for the man to know the existence of the goddess. But on top of that he didn’t like that seven more people knew, besides the man.
But Song Geun-ryang can’t tell the man to give up his escort because he hates having someone who knows the goddess’ face. It was not because of conscience, but because the man was scary.
“The warriors…… All of them are quiet people, right?”
“Are you serious?”
“This is the end of the matter, Guest.”
Song Geun-yang said heavily.
The man looked down at Song Geun-ryang with an arrogant face. Their eyes met, but Song Geun-ryang did not avoid it. Even if he was beaten up, he needed to get a definite answer here.
An uninvited visitor who came on an ominous day. A letter of recommendation that cannot be verified for its authenticity. Seven black-clad warriors. His spine was chilly and didn’t feel good. If it doesn’t stop here, he’ll be in big trouble.
“Is it true that sleeping while listening to the goddess’ song will make your dreams come true?”
Asked the man.
“It is only in the dreams.”
That means that it is true. The man nodded at Song Geun-ryang’s answer.
“Then I have nothing more to see after today.”
It was a definite answer.
In the room where Song Geun-ryang left, seven warriors knelt down.
The maids also left the room after completing their work one by one, and before long, only the man and warriors remained in the room. The man stared down at the three pills that Song Geun-yang had handed over.
The man’s eyes glanced toward the warriors.
One of the seven warriors, the one sitting in the middle, met his gaze. He glanced faintly and the man immediately put his medicine in his mouth. Along with the tea, the medicine passed the man’s throat.
The man lay neatly and fell asleep. As the man’s breath slowly subsided, the warriors’ gaze were sharpened. They watched their surroundings and did not take their eyes off the man.
Seven warriors dressed in black sat in a beehive shape not a few steps away from the bed.
About halfway through, three footsteps came in the distance. The footsteps gradually got closer. One of the three seemed to belong to a child, so the warriors’ gaze was puzzled.
A child’s footsteps? Why would a child come to the annex? When the warrior exchanged glances. Three people reached the sliding door in front of the guest room. Two of them knelt down and one stood.
“The goddess wants to enter. Would it be alright to open the door?”
Asked the maid on her knees.
The goddess? Is the maid saying that the goddess was a little child? The warrior looked at the sliding door at once. The person closest to the sliding door responded slowly, “Yes.”
It was not a child who appeared as the door opened. It was just a woman as small and skinny as a little child.
Surprisingly, she looked pretty mature. A face that looks around in the early or mid twenties. The woman’s skinny body, like a dying twig, was wrapped in silk.
Perhaps because she didn’t have much time to dress up, her wet hair was pulled and tied loosely into one. It was a difficult appearance to be called ‘a beautiful woman’. Her eyes were big, but her cheeks were hollow and her complexion was haggard.
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