Chapter: 950
“Damn it—!”
BANG—! CLANG—!
Objects fly into the pristine white room.
A ceramic piece smashes against the wall, creating a loud CRACK as it shatters into countless fragments.
The shards ricochet and fall to the floor, with blood trickling from the cheek of the woman who was struck.
“Ahhh…!”
As the woman gasps in shock and screams, the young man who hurled the object, Cheongseon, grimaces.
“Can’t you keep quiet?”
“I-I’m sorry….”
Despite the blood flowing, the woman tenses up, completely frozen in place.
Cheongseon’s aura was that overpowering.
“Y-Your Majesty…! Please calm down…! You’ll open your wound!”
A man urgently attempts to dissuade Cheongseon, but he pays no mind, busy hurling anything within reach.
BANG—! CLANG!
Every last item in the room was smashed to pieces.
“Shit!”
Even after a prolonged tantrum, Cheongseon could only let out a huff of frustration.
A bandage was wrapped around his head, a result of the injury he just sustained.
“Ugh!”
Cheongseon, moving in a fervent frenzy, finally stumbles as his head spins from the pain.
“…What the hell are those idiots doing right now?”
Those trivial beings who caused him to end up in such a state.
What could they possibly be up to now? The man urgently responds to his inquiry.
“…They’ve just shackled you and locked you in prison.”
“…Really?”
CRUNCH.
Cheongseon grits his teeth harshly.
“I will never forgive them.”
Dare they ignore him, only to leave him in this condition?
Cheongseon had no intention of sparing those two scoundrels.
Especially—
“That ugly, vicious-looking guy.”
Not only did he meddle in Cheongseon’s affairs, but he also managed to make things worse.
“Those eyes.”
Those ferocious eyes that were watching him.
Just remembering that made Cheongseon’s blood boil.
He could tell at a glance.
“You’re ignoring me?”
His breathing, his expressions.
And even that condescending gaze. That bastard was undoubtedly looking down on him.
Even if words were spoken with some degree of politeness, he could not neglect the mockery underlying the tone.
Was there even an attempt to hide it from the beginning?
“You’re ignoring me, a noble in this world, in the night sky?”
Not only that, but was it an outsider rather than a fellow noble?
CRACK, CRACK!
Cheongseon clenched his fists hard.
“Those disgusting Volcano Clan bastards.”
It might have been excusable elsewhere, but it was the Volcano Clan again this time.
How absurd that it’s the same place that humiliated him before.
“This is ridiculous.”
Cheongseon laughed from rage. How on earth could such a coincidence occur?
“That damn woman was also from the Volcano Clan.”
The woman who previously made a fool out of him was part of that same Clan.
Thinking about her twisted his brow. No matter how he looked at it, it was a wretched place.
The one positive thing he could admit was—
“For a place this shabby, the women seem rather attractive.”
The nameless woman who had slapped him earlier came to mind, and a smirk crept onto Cheongseon’s lips.
“It seems they actually pack some strength too.”
They seemed plenty capable, strong enough to leave him in this disarray after a single blow.
“But right now?”
If they’re already bound by the stone, it’s all meaningless.
“Then I’ll kill that bastard.”
And take the beautiful woman for himself.
With his fervor reignited, his eyes sparkled with anticipation.
“Also—”
Isn’t it about time to ask the chief to deal with the Volcano Clan as well?
With that thought, a smile danced on Cheongseon’s face.
“Hehehe…”
Yes, that could work.
Wasn’t a pretext just falling into his lap?
Just as he recalled this, he was about to turn from the ruined room.
Knock, knock.
A sound beckoned from beyond the door.
“Who is it?”
—“Excuse me, Your Majesty. The chief is looking for you.”
“…”
It was a message stating that his father was seeking him. How perfectly it aligned.
“I was just about to go anyway.”
The timing of the situation felt just right as Cheongseon grasped the doorknob.
“Make sure to tidy up the room before I return.”
“…Ah, understood.”
The frightened maid responded.
After hearing that, Cheongseon looked at her silently.
Even with blood trickling from her cheek due to the splintering debris, and her trembling with fear, it was also noteworthy how well-formed she appeared, given he had chosen her himself.
Not bad at all. Realizing that, Cheongseon addressed her.
“And you must wait for me today, so don’t run off. Just stay here.”
“…!”
At his words, the woman trembled even more.
Her already pale face now appeared to turn a shade even deeper in fear.
Seeing this, Cheongseon smirked and opened the door.
THUD!
Cheongseon froze momentarily at the face just inches before him.
As soon as he opened the door, a person’s face was right there. It looked like someone had come to relay a message.
“You surprised me!”
Cheongseon shouted in surprise, but oddly, the man remained unresponsive.
“What is it? Why are you just standing there?”
At that moment.
THUMP—!
“…!!”
Suddenly, the man collapsed.
Cheongseon’s eyes widened at the sight. What’s happening? Why did he just drop? Just as his mind faltered in processing this strange occurrence—
[Oh dear. Not here too, huh?]
A voice echoed in Cheongseon’s ear.
It was a deep, booming voice. Upon hearing it, Cheongseon swiftly turned toward the source.
He spotted someone standing beyond where the man had fallen.
“Who…! Kugh!!!”
Before he could shout, his mouth was abruptly covered.
A rough hand seized his mouth to silence him.
CRUNCH.
“Mmmph…!!!”
With the intense pressure, Cheongseon could only stifle a pained groan. The attendants behind him rushed to react, but—
[Shhh.]
WOOOSH—!!!
At the softly reverberated sound, everyone froze.
[I don’t like noise. So be quiet.]
A suffocating aura enveloped the room.
“Grrr…”
“…Uh…Ugh….”
THUD! CRASH!
Before long, every servant in the room fell unconscious.
Now only Cheongseon remained, suspended in the air as he was seized by an unidentifiable figure.
His body trembled uncontrollably. He could feel the weight of the pressure he had just experienced.
This entity was one he couldn’t dare confront.
Realizing this, panic swept over Cheongseon’s eyes.
Then, slowly, the masked figure’s gaze turned toward him.
Dense, purple-tinted eyes. Upon meeting their gaze, Cheongseon’s body abruptly ceased its shaking.
Terrible dread paralyzed even his trembling. In that moment, a realization dawned on Cheongseon.
The figure addressed him.
[Now, I will loosen your mouth.]
With each word he heard, his heart raced wildly.
[Do you recall what I just said?]
“…”
—I don’t like noise.
As the thought resurfaced, Cheongseon nodded repeatedly.
[Good. You’re clever.]
The figure spoke as they gradually loosened their grip.
Finally freed from the restraint, Cheongseon wanted to cry out but found himself unable to utter a single word.
He could only maintain silence, staring wide-eyed at his captor.
That was all he could do.
Observing his state, the figure leaned closer and says to Cheongseon once more.
[Blue Blood, you have just one task to fulfill now.]
The tone was laced with a certain amusement.
Simultaneously, the voice that seemed to sink infinitely low was enough to gnaw at Cheongseon’s insides.
Who on earth is this? Why are they suddenly closing in on him like this? If they call him the Blue Blood, do they know who he is before doing this?
All manner of questions raced through his thoughts.
[From now on, guide me to where your father is; otherwise, I will tear your limbs apart.]
With that final ultimatum following the previous remarks, Cheongseon found himself too stunned to think further.
In the heart of the Blue Mansion.
This is the grandest and most luxurious of all structures that exist.
The building was composed of the finest materials, constructed by the most skilled artisans.
Since it was the residence of the Blue Clan’s ruler through generations, it had to be built that way.
Not only that, but as the leader changed hands through the ages, they continually modified it, making it larger and more beautiful over time.
What about the interior?
Not just surface-level beauty, they had taken great care in its interior design. It exuded an elegance like no other.
In such a place sat a magnificent chair.
Typically, this would be where the head of the family would sit.
However, the one seated there was a young man with shimmering green hair.
The actual head, Cheongirang, knelt before him on the floor, facing him.
Without lifting his head, Cheongirang spoke to the young man.
“…I humbly greet the great General.”
To this, the young man, Yusa, let out a quiet chuckle.
“Been doing well?”
“…Thanks to the General’s grace, I’ve been living in comfort always.”
“You sure look like it. That chair wasn’t here last time. Got a new one?”
“…It’s just that….”
“Nah, what’s wrong with changing things up? The chair’s soft; it’s delightful.”
Not just words; Yusa truly seemed to enjoy fidgeting in the chair.
Then, looking straight at Cheongirang, he cut to the chase.
“Ah, the reason I came isn’t anything grave. Blue, let’s go somewhere together.”
“…What?”
Cheongirang looked bewildered at Yusa’s words. Where did he want to go together?
“…What do you mean by that…?”
“What do you mean what? I told you, let’s go somewhere together. Someone’s looking for you.”
“…”
Someone is looking for him?
Cheongirang’s brain raced at Yusa’s statement.
Was the General here to take him along?
Who could possibly send someone like Yusa to fetch him?
That must mean someone of equal or higher rank.
‘…Why would such a person…?’
They usually wouldn’t waste their interest on matters outside their own country.
And yet, having Yusa bring him here…
“May I ask what the situation is?”
At Cheongirang’s cautious inquiry, Yusa tilted his head, inquiring for more information.
“It’s nothing special. It’s just….”
Just as he was about to continue explaining—
SSSHHHHH—!
“…Huh?”
Suddenly, Yusa’s voice trailed off.
“General…?”
Cheongirang was about to ask what was wrong again, but—
“…Huh…?”
Before long, he, too, felt his breath catch in his throat.
The two of them found themselves staring at the door. Something crept in from beyond it.
It drew closer and closer.
“What’s going on?”
Realizing this, a smile crept onto Yusa’s face.
“Looks like we have a guest?”
Someone unexpected seemed to have arrived.
CREEEAAK.
Moments later, the door swung open.
COUGH…
The first to tumble through was a self-important young man sporting blue hair.
Cheongseon, the son of the head, rolled in, seemingly toppled over by the pressure.
Seeing this, Cheongirang’s eyes widened, nearly popping out of their sockets.
Yet, Yusa seemed entirely unconcerned about him.
Yusa’s only interest was in the person who was now stepping in.
“Well, this was unexpected.”
The figure sauntered in casually, hands behind their back.
Upon seeing him, Yusa allowed himself a brief chuckle.
I truly didn’t see this coming.
“I went through all the trouble to look for you, yet I never believed you would show up personally.”
Dressed in jet-black attire and towering nearly eight feet tall, the positioned figure wore a mask resembling that of a criminal who had obliterated Baekwol.
To think he would walk in here himself.
“Wow. What a pleasure.”
Yusa found genuine joy in this encounter.
Moreover—
“Who are you?”
With many questions swirling in his mind, he immediately addressed the figure, but the masked individual merely glanced at Yusa before uttering—
[Shut up, you worthless scum.]
“…”
Upon hearing that, Yusa’s expression soured.
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