Kkong’s steps were heavier than ever.
It was hard to believe this was the sa person who had been embarrassed by personal concerns just monts ago…
"……."
‘Necromancer. What should I—no, what should we do with you?’
Every step carried the weight of his turmoil.
The decision on what to do with the Necromancer.
It was a thought so tangled and overwhelming that even moving forward felt impossible.
"Kkong, are you okay? We have ti, so you can think it over more…."
"…No."
But Kkong never stopped walking.
He understood all too well that a long-standing grudge needed to be resolved, one way or another.
Before long, the group of Awakened arrived at the lowest level of the underground prison.
Creak.
"Ghh, ngh… Nghk."
"……Necromancer."
Beyond the opened iron bars was a grueso scene.
Various sealing devices that maximized the suppression of an Awakened’s powers.
The blood and filth on them hinted at harsh torture.
And yet…
The woman’s body—clean, with not a single wound—had completely healed.
The eyes of the S-rank villain, the Necromancer, t the group of Awakened.
"……!!!! Nghh!!! Nghhh, nghhh!!!!"
Clang, clang.
Her once-srizing gaze, filled with longing for blissful pleasure, widened in terror.
She struggled desperately in her bindings, thrashing her body.
It was because she read the murderous intent in the eyes of the Awakened standing before her.
Today was the final day of the S-rank villain, the Necromancer.
Her long-delayed… execution day.
"Nghhh!!!"
"Ugh, shut up already. You’re too loud."
"Nghh……."
But her desperate cries didn’t last long.
Thanks to Yujin’s hypnosis.
As her screams faded, a deathly silence filled the air.
"…Thanks, Yujin."
"No problem. But that won’t last long—maybe ten minutes tops."
"Perfect. Can you leave us alone for a bit? We need to talk."
"‘Talk’? Sure. Let know when you’re done."
Yujin left without hesitation, grabbing Hypno-chan’s arm tightly.
Whether the group intended to just talk or sothing else, he didn’t plan to leave Hypno-chan behind to find out.
[Master, master. Ergency.]
[Why the sudden telepathy?]
[That woman… she’s…]
[…Ah, I didn’t think of that.]
The siblings whispered quietly as they moved farther away.
If Kkong heard what they were discussing, he might have been shocked.
Fortunately, he didn’t hear any of it.
Instead, the hero of Vietnam calmly cleared his throat.
"Ahem, ahem. As the Commander of the Vietnase Liberation Army, Bo Chi Kkong, I hereby announce my decision."
"The nightmare of Vietnam, the S-rank villain Necromancer… Her fate has been decided."
"———The Necromancer will be spared."
After countless deliberations, Kkong declared his decision with a calm resolve.
"Her cris are too great to be repaid with re death. The blood we shed weighs far more heavily than that."
"Even if becoming a villain was a tragedy beyond her control, that doesn’t change the facts. She must atone for her sins."
"Therefore, like Korea’s Winterer, she will undergo treatnt and be sentenced to a special rehabilitation program."
"As the last recruit of the Vietnase Liberation Army, she will serve by my side for the rest of her life."
Kkong’s verdict was clear.
Treat her, and use her as an Awakened resource. For life.
It sounded like a simple solution on the surface, but…
It was anything but.
"If anyone has objections, speak now. I swear, there will be no charges of insubordination."
‘They’ll definitely oppose it. No doubt about it.’
How could anyone forget their grudges so easily?
Families torn apart by zombies, friends reduced to rotting corpses wandering the streets.
Colleagues unable to find peace even in death.
Everyone here had endured that hell.
And so, for the remaining ten minutes, Kkong braced himself to persuade them…
"There are no objections."
"……What?"
Kkong’s eyes widened in shock.
If Yujin had been there, he would’ve thought, ‘Geez, he’s unnecessarily adorable.’
A faint smirk spread across the lips of the surrounding Awakened.
"Everyone’s fine with the Commander’s decision, right?"
"Of course."
"Why wouldn’t we be?"
Their eyes fell on Kkong’s clenched fist, trembling slightly.
No one misunderstood its aning.
"Our Commander, who probably wants to kill the Necromancer more than anyone, has made this decision."
"How could we not follow it?"
"You guys…"
Kkong’s voice trembled.
The sight was enough to make the Awakened swarm him in an emotional outburst.
"Geez~ Why are you acting all touched, Commander?"
"……?! Hey, stop patting—"
"You said you wouldn’t punish us for insubordination. When else are we going to do this to our Commander?"
"Look at this squishy face! So soft!"
In an instant, Kkong was surrounded by won.
His small fra was passed around the group of female comrades, getting patted and hugged.
Despite being known as a man, he accepted their physical affection without hesitation.
Although he was flustered by their friendliness…
"Seriously, you guys… There’s nothing you wouldn’t do to a man…"
"Still on about that? Seriously?"
"…What?"
"Commander, stop pretending to be tough. You’re barely even thirty."
"You should find your own happiness too. Why keep pretending to be manly and burden yourself?"
"Yeah. You’re so cute; it’d be a sha not to date soone."
"……."
Kkong’s resistance didn’t last long.
He realized the sincerity behind his comrades’ words.
‘These guys… they’ve been with too long. So long that secrets and formalities don’t even exist anymore.’
A small smile crept onto his unnecessarily cute face.
"Are you guys seriously ddling in my love life now?"
"Co on~ Let us help. We can set you up!"
"We can even create the perfect opportunity for you."
"Enough. I’ll handle it myself."
The small, adorable hero steeled his resolve.
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