The Guide

ed shows up and what he talks about, don’t answer back.”

“I see.”

“If possible, stay near the entrance, and if the house collapses, don’t look back and leave immediately.
You don’t have to save me.”

“But…”

“Don’t worry about me.
Even if I get smashed down under a collapsed building, I won’t die.
At least here today.”

“…What?”

What does that mean? Do you have a place to die? If you don’t die today, does it mean that you’ll die someday? You live long, but not forever? So what happens to Jungcheon if you die? Countless questions came to mind at the same time, but Gaon, whose eyes had already changed, began to wield the sword violently, so he could not speak any more.

Even in the dim interior, a beautiful sword that shone brightly moved gracefully, drawing a graceful line.
Then the air, which had sunk heavily, rose and fell little by little, and soon a ferocious wind blew wildly.
Before long, a thick fog like a dark cloud lay thick on the floor, and the thick rain that had banged loudly on the window now made a sound almost like gravel bumping into it.

Wow.
Ji-Won, who stepped back to one corner and watched the phenomenal scene of the CEO of Jungcheon determinedly putting pressure on the dead, quietly uttered exclamations only with his mouth.
A strong wind, which was different from Gaon’s energy, suddenly rose.
It’s finally here! It’s definitely different from the dead I’ve dealt with so far. I would have definitely been scared if I was alone, right? A little fear and strange excitement mixed up, and his heart throbbed.

“Director Cha.”

“Yes.”

“Take a good look at the face.”

When Ji-Won turned his head to the end of the corridor pointed by Gaon, a young man who he was already familiar with stood with a very uncomfortable face.
Wearing a nice hat and a sword full of jewels, he really looked like he had just popped out of the portrait.
Ji-Won was tongue-tied at the remarkable synchronization.
When he was busy admiring the man’s presence, the man opened his mouth with a rather exaggerated accent, as if he were a character in a Shakespeare’s play.

“Why do you come into someone else’s house without permission and make such a disturbance?”

He sounded like a typical aristocrat who seemed to have a dignified tone and straight posture.
How can a completely blackened soul be so gentle? Maybe it’s because he’s an aristocrat to the bone.
Ji-Won, who was quietly admiring inside, was surprised by Gaon’s cold reply. Yeah, I forgot she used to be this scary.

“It’s none of your business who I am.
I think it’s you, not me, who came into someone else’s house and made a disturbance.”

“Well, what do you mean? I’ve given it to my descendants, but this is my house! I have no intention of leaving this house, so don’t act rudely and get out of my house right now….”

“Stop.
I’m not here to argue with you about ownership of this house.”

Gaon, who cut off the man’s exclamation in a stern voice, stared sharply at him for a long time, and soon began to question him harshly.

“You must have been a farmer.
Were you a servant in the Rosenvalov family? Did you want to pretend to be an aristocrat even if you were a dead man because you think life was so unfair?”

“…what, what?”

“Why did you vent your anger only on girls? Ah…, the real owner of that face, Archduke Rosenvalov must have coveted your daughter.
But he didn’t care for her properly, right?”

The man, who had a face that had no idea what she was talking about, couldn’t hide the flash of anger.
He breathed heavily and showed his teeth fiercely.
Gaon in response tightened her grip on the sword.

Should I just kill it now? Is it right to give such a person a chance to reflect on himself? Gaon, who was agonizing fiercely, finally didn’t swing her sword and breathed a long frustrating breath.
Of course, the man had no idea that he had managed to escape the eternal punishment just now.

“But how can you get even with innocent descendants?”

“Then what was my daughter’s fault?!”

At the moment when the man, who had lost his composure, shouted, the appearance that had been smooth became blurred, and an old man in old and shabby clothes appeared.
The startled man quickly arranged the exterior, but Ji-Won, who had not taken his eyes off the man’s face at Gaon’s instruction, did not miss the moment.

“He took my precious daughter as his concubine but he just threw her away after playing with her for a few days! The poor child was eventually abandoned by her lover and hanged herself.
But why does the children of the man who killed her have the audacity playing around in this luxurious house?”

“My precious daughter… How abominable.
How dare a man who sold his own daughter because he was blinded by immediate luxury now dares to use his daughter as an excuse!”

While Gaon shouted in a frosty voice, Ji-Won, who carefully pulled out his notebook, hurriedly drew the man’s real face.
At first, the man did not pay much attention to Ji-Won because he did not know what he was doing.
But as soon Ji-Won took out the lighter, the man realised something was wrong and rushed to him with a terrible scream scratching his eardrums.
However, Gaon, who blocked the man standing in front of him, did not allow the man to touch the tip of Ji-Won’s hair.
The man finally disappeared in a wisp of smoke.

“I don’t know what kind of disturbance he will make, so I’ll go to Jungcheon for a while.
I’ll come back after watching him go through Myeonggye Door.
This is my passageway, so be careful not to break it.”

Gaon, who handed over an old silver mirror to Ji-Won as soon as the deceased disappeared like smoke, disappeared in an instant as if she was sucked into the mirror without even giving Ji-Won any chance of asking questions.
Then, after three hours, she returned with a grimace.