DEB 24

How? 

How do they know about Yasha? 

Huiyun rifled through his memory just in case, but since he was born as Mok Huiyun, aside from the system window, he never met anyone who knew about Yasha. 

Neither people nor the era remembered Yasha. 

Various myths were passed down through records and oral traditions, but even in those stories, Yasha did not exist.

Was it only Yasha that was absent? Everything from the beginning was missing.

Perhaps it was because those who knew in detail about the beginning had all died, or because the world wanted to erase the scars of the Great Heavenly Demon War.

Thus, with the end of the Great Heavenly Demon War, Yasha sank into history and was forgotten by everyone. But how do these three people know about Yasha?

“Is it the system?”

Did the system give them a clue?

If so, it wasn’t just a coincidence that it guided him to the gate back then. It felt creepy to think that it was all a pre-arranged plan, and as he glared at the empty air, the golden system window hastily appeared to claim its innocence.

[The system has never mentioned the information from the beginning to those who are not involved! This is almost a pathological level of suspicion!]

“How can I believe that? Come to think of it, you were the one who took me to those madmen.”

[No, that wasn’t me! You followed the automatic system yourself! If you had just waited until I returned from the Punishment Room, that wouldn’t have happened—blame your own quick temper!]

“Punishment Room?”

[…! Fuck! This is all because of Mr. Huiyun ta-]

The system, failing to complete its sentence, vanished, seemingly dragged off to be disciplined again for leaking information. 

Huiyun stared into the quiet void, dumbfounded.

At this point, isn’t it his problem, not mine?

The system was certainly a chatterbox, but without it being there, there was no way to tell.

“Still, if they’re talking despite the threat of discipline, it must really be true.”

Seeing how wronged they felt, it seemed true that the system had not disclosed any information. Then how and why did Jiwook, Nameless, and Juan find out about the existence of Yasha?

It seemed more important to know why than how.

‘How’ is about the past, but ‘why’ is aimed at the future.

Groaning as he mulled over plausible theories, Huiyun’s expression cleared as a hypothesis suddenly crossed his mind.

“Could it be…”

Are they planning to use him in this generation’s war?

Although the demons were defeated in the Great Heavenly Demon War, they had not disappeared. They had split the ground, crawled underground, held their breath, and waited for their time, now appearing from the gates dreaming of another war. 

If everything went as per the natural order, the second Great Heavenly Demon War would inevitably occur. If they knew about Yasha, they likely knew about this as well.

However, coincidentally, they were S-class hunters, and it was no exaggeration to say that they were currently at the forefront of the war against demons.

It was more credible that, rather than coincidence, they had discovered Yasha’s information through some means and foresaw the future of the world, now seeking to use Yasha’s abilities in the Second Great Heavenly Demon War. 

Huiyun shivered and wrapped his arms around himself.

Yasha had committed suicide.

It wasn’t because he couldn’t withstand the immense power bestowed by the heavens. He committed suicide for the world. His death was necessary to tip the balance of the Great Heavenly Demon War. Only his death could herald the victory of the good.

Because of that, Yasha died after dedicating his first life to the roots of the world. But now, reborn, are they forcing him to do the same thing again?

Even if they discovered something about Yasha, it was clear they wouldn’t know why he died. However, some ignorance could lead to violence. 

Then just when he clenched his teeth and frowning…

“What will you all do first if you find Yasha?”

Huiyun, curious about the conversation, paused him thoughts and listened in the direction of the voices. The first to give an opinion was Nameless.

“…I want to do many things, but if I really had to choose, I’d use my powers on his corpse. I’m curious whether the corpse I’ll control is the one of Yasha that disappeared ten thousand years ago, or his current body.”

What?

Huiyun almost screamed loud enough to echo through the ward. He was shocked that no one pointed out such a ghastly thought, the other two merely dismissing it as a bad hobby.

Is this simply a story that can be explained by having a bad hobby?

They plan to kill a person and use his corpse…

Do necromancers all think this way? Then, followed by Nameless, Jiwook’s voice was heard.

“…If we’re filling in knowledge, dissection seems fine too. Aren’t you all curious? What body Yasha’s reincarnation has. In that sense, it’d be quite a disappointment if this guy is Yasha. There wouldn’t be much to dissect.”

One was talking about handling a corpse, the other about dissection.

Crazy bastards.

Huiyun, wanting to wash his ears out, recalled Juan. He had been mistaken. He thought the craziest among the three madmen was Hong Juan, but it was the opposite. The quietest one was the most twisted, Jiwook was in between, and Hong Juan was relatively normal.

Sorry for the misunderstanding, red head…. This was truly a tragedy.

The future of Korea was in their hands, and it was disheartening.

The people of Korea should hear this conversation. 

Or not. Maybe it was that better they didn’t know.

“Ash, what about you?”

“For me, it’s always the same. I want to keep him detained, never letting him leave. Even if I have to stuff him.”

“…”

That was a familiar response. 

Alone in the room with him, Huiyun had heard the same answer before and closed his eyes, his face turning pale. 

It was now certain beyond doubt.

The person they, and Juan, were looking for was Yasha. Everything fit but one thing did not mesh. 

Unlike the others, Juan seemed to have met Yasha.

He had said he would make sure he could never leave. That phrase haunted him as their voices gradually faded until suddenly stopping. It wasn’t their conversation that had stopped, but his ability.

It comes and goes.

Ding!

Maybe because he hasn’t awakened yet. Annoyed by the inconvenience of not being able to turn it on and off at will a golden system window popped up in front of him.

[Feeling unsatisfied with your ability control? Awaken now for a 100% chance of increased control!]

“…Wasn’t you supposed to be disciplined now?”

[This one was a light case, so it ended quickly!]

It almost seemed as though he could hear an Ahem. As absurd as it was, having drained his energy listening to the three lunatics, Huiyun didn’t react much and hugged his knees, lost in thought.

They were looking for Yasha. Whatever the reason, considering what they planned to do after finding him, their intentions were not good. There was nothing to gain by revealing it.

“Should I just bear it?”

Even if a terrible headache came, even if numerous ghosts tormented him, he thought about just ignoring it all and closing his eyes for a few months. Then the world would forget about the savior, and those three would lose interest in him.

Humans were like that. They forgot easily and lost interest quickly. Just as Yasha had been forgotten, Huiyun would also soon be forgotten, as if he had never existed. It was a matter of enduring a few months, swallowing his complex feelings. As he dusted off his knees and was about to get up, the system displayed a new notification.

No, precisely, it was a quest.

[For the troubled reincarnator, a system appears like a lie! Are you experiencing difficulties due to incomplete memories? We have prepared this for you!]

[Aftercare Service for the Savior, Third Edition!]

[Clear the gate and recover your incomplete memories!]

Details: Clear a low-level gate or higher

Reward: 5% progress and fragments of Yasha’s memories

Time limit: 14 days

※ If failed… there’s no helping it! Wait for the memories that are randomly given through dreams! But if you delay, troublesome things will happen!

“…Fragments of Yasha’s memories?” 

Do I need that?

When he questioned the value of the reward, the system displayed a persuasive message.

[You do need it! Currently, Mr. Huiyun’s memories are incomplete! Haven’t you felt like your memories are fragmented or missing at times?]

There had been instances.

There were dreams which contents he could not remember, and not all dreams were cohesively connected—there were sparse gaps. Unconsciously nodding, the system insisted that the quest would fill those gaps in his memory. Huiyun, noting that there was no significant disadvantage even in case of failure, contemplated.

This was a time to be cautious. But… if luck was on his side, he might be able to clear a gate within 14 days.

“…This is crazy.”

It was ironic to hesitate again, seduced by the system’s word— which Huiyun always tried to ignore, before focusing on the generous time limit before closing his eyes.

Right. 

The dice were already cast; this was the best he could do now.

Even if he managed to safely get through this, there was no guarantee those three people wouldn’t come looking for him again. It would be a benefit to gain something now.

Having made up his mind, Huiyun moved his hand and pressed the accept button. The golden system window dispersed and seemed to melt into Huiyun’s body.

As he argued with the system, his mind had become relatively calm. As the promised hour approached, Huiyun headed towards the hospital room and saw the door, left ajar as he had left it. 

Sensing someone, the three hunters turned their heads. The three pairs of eyes, each a different color, had never felt as chilling as they did today. Huiyun held his breath and slowly moved into the room, whispering to himself.

Get a grip, Mok Huiyun. If they catch you here, you’re as good as stuffed alive.