Chapter 178
Chapter 178
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 178
Chapter Title: A Father's Desperate Plea
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“…Son.”
Park Dong-uk lay eyes on his son, Park Sung-hu, who was lying in the hospital bed, and his voice choked with emotion as if he might burst into tears at any moment.
Go Yohan felt a surge rising in his chest, feigning surprise at the man’s unprecedented display of raw feeling.
“Son! Dad’s here…! Dad!”
Something familiar.
It teased at him, on the verge of surfacing yet refusing to fully emerge.
‘Why?’
“…….”
So instead, he turned to look at Park Sung-hu.
The boy slept as if dead.
His muscles had atrophied visibly from the long coma, and his skin looked dry and lifeless, like some inorganic material.
“…….”
Park Dong-uk, who had initially shown wariness.
Now he gazed at Go Yohan and Yu Se-hwa with desperate eyes.
He had asked them to bring him here, so perhaps they had some way— a faint hope.
And then.
“Please, do something.”
Park Dong-uk, as if he had never cowered before Go Yohan.
“Can’t you do it?”
Spoke forcefully toward him instead.
In that resolve, Go Yohan finally understood what he sensed from the man.
‘Mother.’
The desperate love for his child mirrored Shin Su-kyung’s.
And the interest he had shown from the start.
“Please…”
It stemmed from that tender affection for his child.
“I beg you, please.”
Before anyone could stop him, Park Dong-uk dropped to his knees and clutched at Go Yohan’s legs.
“Please…!”
Moreover, Park Dong-uk was no fool.
He knew this moment was a golden opportunity.
The protagonist of all the rumors, the subject of terrifying tales.
“Aren’t you called a devil?”
Brushing aside hands trying to stop him, he even bowed his head to the floor.
“If there’s anything I can offer, I’ll give it all! Please save Sung-hu!”
It was then.
“…I told you.”
“…Pardon?”
“Get up.”
An unprecedented power lifted Park Dong-uk straight to his feet.
Go Yohan swept a hand over his face, looking annoyed.
“Why kneel like that?”
He endured the man’s desperation, forcibly pulling him upright.
“But…”
“And I’m not a devil— I said I’d become one if needed. Calling me a devil…”
“S-Sorry!”
Only then did Park Dong-uk realize his mistake, his eyes widening in shock.
The rumors about Go Yohan.
-They say he’s a devil.
-No blood, no tears.
-The greatest villain ever.
He had spat them right in his face.
“I feel sorry toward Mother for even thinking of her while looking at you.”
Smart or stupid, who knew.
In any case, seeing Park Dong-uk like that made Go Yohan feel guilty for briefly recalling Shin Su-kyung.
“But it’s actually for the best.”
“Pardon?”
“Didn’t you say you’d sell your soul to a devil?”
Go Yohan’s eyes looked down at Park Dong-uk.
For a moment, overwhelmed, he shut his mouth.
“Yes.”
Park Dong-uk answered without hesitation.
“Don’t ever say that crap again.”
“…That’s.”
“If there’s something to sell, come to me. I’ll buy it all.”
“…?”
“Someone told me once.”
He thought briefly of Lee Ha-yeon, who was sleeping now.
“That I could buy the world.”
“Pardon?”
“Buying one Park Dong-uk is no issue.”
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He made up his mind.
And acted immediately.
‘If Seung-ah were here.’
It would have been simple.
‘Handle it.’
Lee Jae-kyung had said something once.
-Is Seung-ah some earless blue cat?
-Who would abuse an earless blue cat?
-That’s not what I mean, but anyway, don’t overwork Seung-ah.
Right.
Something about ‘Mong’.
Now with Seung-ah asleep, he realized how much he had relied on her and the apostles.
He wanted to handle it himself, but.
“I’ll do what I can.”
Go Yohan simply followed what came to mind.
Riiing.
The phone rang out.
Click.
As the ringing stopped.
-What.
A curt voice came through.
“Any beds at Shinseong Hospital?”
-Shinseong? What’s up? Even if there is, you don’t need a hospital.
“Not me. He can be treated, but we’ll need to monitor his progress.”
-Where are you now.
The voice was dry.
“Park Hospital…”
-Wait.
The call ended like that.
“Se-hwa.”
“I’ve already checked his condition.”
Yu Se-hwa smiled brightly at Go Yohan’s words.
“I can’t say it here, but it seems there was some effect after all.”
Meaning Go Yohan’s actions were linked to Park Dong-uk’s son, Park Sung-hu’s condition.
-But it’s not from the devil side.
A voice echoed in his mind.
Go Yohan nodded.
“Waking him won’t be hard. But we’ll need to watch his recovery.”
Se-hwa said.
-It’s not just the child.
She conveyed that the father, Park Dong-uk, needed checking too.
“For now, let’s make sure there are no issues.”
It was the moment Yu Se-hwa extended both hands slightly.
Swish.
Bluish leaves, from who knows where, drifted down into the room.
Mana-made, her power.
‘She’s gotten more precise.’
He could feel Yu Se-hwa’s mana had become even more refined and solid than before.
Smile.
Meeting his eyes, Yu Se-hwa smiled at him.
As if to say it was thanks to him.
-I can wield it now too.
The voice in his head.
-That thing called divinity.
“…!”
Even she, one of Travanian’s great divinities, the World Tree, couldn’t wield the divinity Go Yohan handled.
She had spoken of it before.
-It’s not really divinity…
Denying his power, saying it was different from true divinity.
But now, connected to him, belonging to him, she could wield his divinity.
And that change was.
“…D-Dad?”
Instantaneous.
As the mana delicately caressing Park Sung-hu faded, a childish voice filled the room.
“Ah, son!”
Park Dong-uk rushed to him in shock, but only for a moment.
Rumble rumble rumble!
A loud roar echoed from outside.
Bang!
The door flew open without permission.
“Gasp!”
A middle-aged man who seemed to be the hospital director and a group of nurses burst in, letting out cries of alarm.
They had entered under perception blocking and gone unnoticed, but Yu Se-hwa’s power had just dispelled the magic.
“Go, Go Yo…”
Go Yohan, called the Reaper.
They panicked at his appearance in the hospital but quickly composed themselves.
“Are you Park Dong-uk, guardian of patient Park Sung-hu?”
“Y-Yes.”
“We need to prepare for transfer. Please step back for a moment.”
And as if nothing had happened, Park Sung-hu had fallen back into deep sleep.
Smile.
It was Yu Se-hwa.
Events unfolded in an instant.
Strapped with various devices, the bed began to move.
Park Dong-uk simply followed, as if swept along.
They arrived at the hospital rooftop.
Grin.
There stood a woman flashing an alluring smile.
“Sis is here.”
Go Minji, waving from in front of the emergency helicopter.
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Park Dong-uk couldn’t close his mouth at what was happening.
He had ducked into a random cafe to catch his breath, pushed to the brink.
He had stopped there briefly to steel himself before begging and pleading again today.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Could this really change everything?
Was he dreaming?
“Ack!”
Twisting his nose with his own fist brought tears with the sharp pain.
His son, who hadn’t woken, who had no promise of waking, had opened his eyes.
“…….”
Not only that— his son had been transferred to Shinseong, the top hospital only used by domestic and foreign powerhouses and tycoons.
If this was a dream.
‘I don’t want to wake up.’
Even if it ended in hell.
“It’s not a dream.”
Go Yohan’s voice came then.
“There will be a price, though.”
“…!”
“Regretting not shaking on it now?”
“Can you promise Sung-hu… will be okay?”
Go Yohan didn’t answer, but Park Dong-uk knew.
‘Go Yohan.’
He was different from the rumors.
And that Go Yohan would never harm his child.
“That’s enough. Do whatever to me.”
“That’s how it should be.”
Eyes squeezed shut, Park Dong-uk was ready to agree even if Go Yohan ripped out his heart right then.
He was terrified enough to wet himself a little, but he wasn’t so ungrateful as to forget a favor received.
“Then, next.”
“Pardon?”
“The guild story.”
Go Yohan said.
“You signed a player contract, and they’re pressuring you for damages and repayment of investments.”
“Ah…”
“Normally, it’s a standard contract. Nothing wrong, not much different from other guilds’ terms.”
There was a saying about looking over the shoulder.
He hadn’t studied much, but born and raised as Shinseong’s son, he had watched Lee Jae-kyung handle affairs up close.
“It’s not illegal.”
“…Ah.”
“But it doesn’t make sense from the start.”
Swipe.
Go Yohan picked up his phone again.
Gulp.
Park Dong-uk tensed once more.
Last time Go Yohan had done that, his son had woken and been transferred to Shinseong.
What would happen now?
Riiing.
The signal tone rang once.
Click.
The other side picked up without hesitation.
As if they had been waiting for this exact moment all along.
-I’ve taken the call. Say whatever you need.
A heavy, serious voice.
“The situation’s like this, and to me, it looks problematic.”
Go Yohan said.
“What do you think?”
And then.
-We’ll prepare.