I Don’t Want This Reincarnation
chapter-182

“Well…”

Cha Soo-yeon, who was looking at Ha Tae-heon with her shoulders narrowed in a serious atmosphere, exhaled a soft, regretful breath.

‘As expected, should I not tell him that too?’

However, there was no suitable opponent other than Ha Tae-heon. He was in a relationship with Han Yi-gyeol and knew the best of his news.

Anyway, if Han Yi-gyeol, who didn’t have a cell phone, contacted her about a necklace problem, then she was sure she had to go through Ha Tae-heon, so she made the decision because she thought Han Yi-gyeol wouldn’t worry about it any longer and it would be okay if she left it to him…

‘It could have been a hasty decision.’

Why did Han Yi-gyeol go to China without a cell phone? She was so worried that he would disappear.

Ha Tae-heon, who was only staring at the necklace without knowing that Cha Soo-yeon was depressed, quickly pulled the tie out of the inside pocket of his suit jacket. (차수연이 침울해하는 것도 모른 채 목걸이만 노려보던 하태헌이 이내 정장 재킷 안주머니에서 볼로 타이를 꺼냈다)

“Thank you for telling me. If I meet Han Yi-gyeol, I’ll make sure to tell him. I will listen to Han Yi-gyeol for a detailed explanation.”

The necklace disappeared when he tapped the black jewel embedded in the centre of the tie. In order to properly manage it so that it didn’t break further, it was best to keep it in the inventory like Cha Soo-yeon.

“I will believe you.”

“Do you have any other business?”

“No.”

“You can go. I will guide you to the first floor.”

It was then that Cha Soo-yeon just got up after Ha Tae-heon, who got up first. The attendant, who entered the drawing-room after lightly knocking on the door, opened his mouth with a firm voice.

“Deputy Master. I think you should go to the guild management headquarters now.”

“What’s going on?”

“That is…”

Cha Soo-yeon’s cell phone started vibrating while staring at Ha Tae-heon and his attendant. Seeing the caller on the screen, she turned her back slightly and answered the call.

“Hello? Master?”

[Soo-yeon-ah! Where are you now?]

“Me, me? I’m in Roheon now…”

[Where? Roheon? Not at the management headquarters, right?]

“Management headquarters?”

Ha Tae-heon and Cha Soo-yeon’s eyes met after hearing Hong Si-ah’s words over the phone.

* * *

The pleasant smell of smoke emanating from the collapsed building gradually became clearer.

“Get away!”

“There are still lab staff in the basement!”

“People get out first!”

The face of a woman giving orders with a lot of dust all over her body was quite familiar. It was Choi Mi-jin, the head of the gate management headquarters.

Choi Mi-jin, helping a staggering female employee, escaped from the collapsed building. Outside, there were several fire trucks, broadcasting station cameras, and injured management headquarters staff who had received a report.

“Center Head! Are you okay?”

“It’s okay. What about others?”

“Most of them have been evacuated. As soon as talented people arrive, the remaining staff in the basement will…”

“Contact again. Come as soon as possible.”

Chou Mi-jin, who was answering, noticed something and pushed the employee in front of her. Kugung! The spot where the employee had just been was dug deep by something invisible.

“Hu, gasp…!”

The pale-tired employee trembled as she collapsed. She would have been pierced and died if Choi Mi-jin hadn’t pushed her. Her eyes and Choi Mi-jin’s eyes turned to the management headquarters at the same time.

“You’re pretty quick.”

A woman wearing a black mask with her pale purple hair hanging long and covering only the corners of her eyes opened her mouth with a dull voice. She saw dozens of people in black masks lined up behind the woman.

“…who are you?”

Recognizing that they were the ones who attacked the management headquarters, Choi Mi-jin asked with her cold face. Kugugung! From the inside of the building seen behind the woman, there was a roar that kept collapsing and breaking.

The wind blew with a gust of dust. The woman said, sweeping her dishevelled hair.

“We are the Praus Cult (프라우스 신도단). I am here to convey to you great things.”

“Praus Cult?”

Choi Mi-jin smirked at her proudly shouted words, twisting her lips and smiling.

“I was wondering what it was, was it a childish pseudo-religious group?”

“What?”

“Ha, the tension suddenly goes away. Only crazy bitches like you can enter that religion, right?”

“…of course. There’s no way I can communicate with a bug bastard.”

The woman, who calmly responded to the bitter sarcasm remarks, made a round shape with her thumb and forefinger and brought it in front of her mouth. The woman let out a breath before Choi Mi-jin, who realized that she was late, could escape.

“Oh, my.”

Someone stepped in and grabbed Choi Mi-jin by the arm and pulled her back. The shock wave couldn’t hit the opponent again this time and pierced the ground.

I was nervous about whether I had to use my ability to save her or not, but I sighed in relief and raised my head. Cheon Sa-yeon, who protected Choi Mi-jin, pulled out his sword with a smile on his face.

“Oh, my…”

The woman who saw Cheon Sa-yeon’s face gave an exclamation and smiled pleasantly.

“That look. Samael-nim’s words are right.”

“I’m sure you must have heard something.”

Cheon Sa-yeon, who took it lightly, turned his SS-class sword and spoke to Choi Mi-jin, who was standing behind him with a trembling expression.

“I will take care of this place, so please go, Center Head Choi Mi-jin. The support personnel sent by the guild should have arrived by now.”

After thinking for a while, Choi Mi-jin nodded her head and left to the sound of the scream from the other side of her. Cheon Sa-yeon, who stood alone and faced dozens of believers, asked leisurely.

“Azazel (아자젤). Seeing you’re here, Samael must be nearby.”

“Of course. As expected, as I have heard from him, you know everything.”

The person called Azazel, who readily answered, raised her hand once more with a deep smile.

“But no matter how special it is, I can’t let you interfere this time. Samael-nim used Abel, it’s different from that year.” (사마엘 님은 아벨, 그 덜떨어진 년과 달라서)

“You don’t know anything. You have failed many times already.”

“Because I wasn’t there.”

It was at that moment when Azazel, who responded with a hardened face, was about to attack again. A soft voice split between the two.

“Stop there, Azazel.”

Swallowing dry saliva and watching the situation, I unintentionally clenched my fist. How could I forget. The nightmarish day that I had barely turned a blind eye to was vividly recalled at once.

“There is no need to get caught up in unnecessary provocations. That’s not the purpose of today.”

Samael, walking slowly through the smoke, appeared. The white mask and the jacket were drenched in blood and I didn’t know whose blood it was.

Azazel rushed to Samael and bowed her head politely.

“Samael-nim.”

“Huu.”

He let out an exaggerated breath and threw what he had been dragging on the ground. The identity of the withered man who was dripping his nosebleed while fainting was Kang Seung-geon.

After the Gangnam incident, I remembered Min Ah-rin’s words that Kang Seung-geon was being treated at the underground psychiatric research center of the management headquarters. Could it be that they attacked the management headquarters to kidnap him?

‘Why on earth is Kang Seung-geon?’

Even if his ability was intact, he had already been ruined by excessive use of energy. If they took him, he wouldn’t be able to use it like he used to.

“Did you go alone? It’s dangerous.”

“It’s done. Take care of this, Azazel.”

“Yes.”

Samael, who hit the fallen Kang Seung-geon with his shoe, immediately raised his head and looked at Cheon Sa-yeon.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen your face, Cheon Sa-yeon.”

“Samael.”

“I heard from Abel. She was happy, saying that she was going to bring the head of the precious guy.”

I felt that Cheon Sa-yeon became more sensitive than ever with Samael’s appearance. The opponent was a mental talented person who could cause not only ordinary people but also S-rank talented people to lose their minds with one action. I couldn’t let go of the tension for even a moment.

“What was the guild name? Was it Roheon? That Deputy Master. Right? It’s pity that she failed. I want to see you go crazy.”

“……”

“I’ve watched it so many times before turning back time, but what’s the point of all that? I can’t remember.”

Samael shrugged lightly, took off the dirty gloves, and put on the clean gloves Azazel gave him.

“There’s no need to glare so scarily. I have no intention of fighting this time.”

“Well. That sounds hard to believe.”

“My good brother always didn’t trust me. It’s so sad.”

As Samael shook his head, Azazel, who was standing next to him, took out a dark purple marble from her bosom. At that moment, a man in a black mask, who had been backing away, walked out.

『Listen everyone!』

As the man opened his mouth and shouted loudly, many nearby screamed and twisted their bodies.

“Ugh…!”

“What, what is it? My ears…”

Except for those wearing black masks, Samael, and the SS-rank Cheon Sa-yeon, they wrapped their ears and heads. Cheon Sa-yeon looked around with a frown on his forehead, perhaps it was the first time he had ever seen it.

『All of this is just the beginning. Now is the time to open our eyes.』

All the cameras being broadcast in real time were directed at the man. The man who passed Samael continued speaking with exaggerated gestures like a theater actor.

『Stand up, evolved people. We are the beings who will rightfully rule this world.』

It was then that I realized the identity of the ominous feeling that stabbed my chest. Cheon Sa-yeon, who realized just like me, hurriedly flew away.

『You don’t have to live under pressure even though you have power. We will do that.』

Seeing Cheon Sa-yeon running towards him, Samael smiled and dropped the marble down. The marble that fell to the ground turned into a liquid and turned into a wide-open space movement entrance.

『Until true peace comes, we’re not silence.』

Kuung!

At the same time that Samael and the believers disappeared due to space movement, Cheon Sa-yeon, who grabbed the neck of the person with the ability to amplify the voice, threw the opponent to the ground.

『On this rock, we will build her works.』

The man who spat out the last words stopped breathing. Cheon Sa-yeon, noticing that the man was dead, lifted his hand and raised his upper body with a firm expression. His face was too pale with thick shadows.

Countless people’s gazes and cameras were all directed towards Cheon Sa-yeon. A suffocating silence and deep confusion settled in the ruined place. Cheon Sa-yeon, who was taking it all by himself, exhaled a tired breath.

Cheon Sa-yeon. The calls I spat out without realizing didn’t reach him and were scattered meaninglessly. A pure white light engulfed the things in front of me again.