Chapter 124
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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 124
Chapter Title: Goodbye!
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Though she wasn't as seasoned as old man Kangho, who'd been through land, sea, air, and everything in between like Rimon, Yuna Kyung was still a former PAB agent.
A veteran who'd dealt with everyone from drunken louts to cold-blooded killers.
Plus, she'd overheard Rimon rambling about those vicious beasts before, so she could tell just from a glance.
What kind of monster Bellos was.
'That guy's a psycho! The type who'd kill some random passerby A for no reason at all!'
He'd kill anyone who got in his way.
Anyone who laid eyes on him.
Even if you just brushed shoulders on the street.
In a way, he was worse than your average thrill-kill maniac—a freak who saw humans as less than pebbles.
That was the lunatic known as Bellos.
But what if kids from Hanbit Orphanage, Sia included, caught that murder ghost's eye?
[No!]
Imagining the worst, Yuna Kyung let out a scream.
And in a frenzy, she fired off flame messages.
To Rimon and Li Chingwei, Youin and Wailing—everyone who knew she was a reincarnator—not to mention the maids and warriors she only recognized by face.
To anyone who might get the word out.
[Ughhh, what do I do?]
But it was all in vain.
No matter how many times she tried, the flame messages wouldn't connect. Yuna Kyung clutched her head with her wings.
Whether it was Bellos's skill or some item effect, one thing was clear: no calling for help this way.
[Should I just find any warrior bro and beg for help from now on? But...]
Yuna Kyung thought it over.
What if a total stranger bluebird popped up out of nowhere asking for help?
Would they just help out, no questions asked?
Especially in a crisis like this?
If they didn't straight-up suspect her, she'd count herself lucky.
'No one I can turn to right now!'
Even if someone believed her, it was a problem.
These corridors littered with corpses proved average warriors wouldn't cut it.
[Argh, screw it!]
Poof!
After agonizing for what felt like forever.
Yuna Kyung finally used Space Movement.
There wasn't much this cute little bird body could do, but she couldn't just sit idle.
Poof, poof, poof.
Only about ten meters at a time.
Still, having lived in Leviathan lately, she knew the layout inside out. She took the shortest route and reached her destination in a flash.
A dazzling ceiling stretched endlessly overhead, with countless corridors and staircases weaving together in an inverted pyramid.
The underground facility of Leviathan—so stunning it was called the Subterranean Dragon Palace.
'Good, looks like nothing's happened yet.'
Yuna Kyung slowly scanned the vast space, practically a small underground city.
Probably due to the emergency lockdown.
Facilities that would've buzzed even at midnight were now eerily silent, like a ghost town.
But that actually put her mind at ease.
If Bellos had gotten here first, no way it'd be this quiet, even under lockdown.
"Who goes there!"
"This area's off-limits right now... guk!"
[......]
Just like that.
She'd rushed over using Space Movement the second she heard the commotion.
But before she even arrived, two crushed bodies and bloody footprints leading to the lowest level made her face harden.
'Fast. Too fast to even scream.'
Just like the corpses in the hallway.
It'd take minutes to smash a rag doll like that—humans in the blink of an eye?
Considering Seven Dragon Society warriors were mid-to-high-tier player level, no way without skills.
'No idea what skill, but... ranged, and instant-effect for sure.'
Reassessing Bellos's threat level.
Yuna Kyung hesitated.
With Space Movement, she figured even against a Liberation Brigade ghost, she could escape.
But if his skill had near-instant-kill power?
One spot and she'd be dead without a peep.
'Just grab the kids and run?'
'No, they don't even know who I am— no time to convince them all.'
'Facilities are locked down, no exits anyway...'
'Aaaah, why'd I reincarnate into this!'
Yuna Kyung realized anew.
Rimon's warning was spot-on: living a new life with past memories ain't easy.
This moment, not being human stung like never before.
After agonizing a bit longer.
As if she'd steeled her resolve.
Yuna Kyung clamped her beak and took one step toward the lowest level where Bellos had vanished.
"Hm. I wondered how impressive Leviathan's famed vault would be, but this is underwhelming."
Thud thud thud!
And bolted right back into hiding.
Right after Yuna Kyung ducked away.
Bellos strolled casually out of the passage linking to the lowest level's secret facility.
"If my idiot comrade had infiltrated as planned, I could've handled this quietly. Stuck with a fool, and I do all the work."
He clicked his tongue lightly.
Then muttered to himself as he sauntered along.
"Anyway, not here either, so guess they don't know about it specifically and hide it... "
Like a detective piecing together a treasure's location.
Stroking his chin, Bellos scanned the facilities in the Subterranean Dragon Palace, then suddenly turned.
He approached a wall-mounted display guide, scrolled through the facility list, and paused at one spot.
"Maybe 'here' after all."
Studying the guide intently for a moment.
Bellos spun on his heel and strode purposefully in one direction.
'That direction...!'
Peeking out just enough to spy, Yuna Kyung felt her heart drop.
He was heading straight for the orphanage sector.
'Hey, you psycho! Why the hell there?!'
Cursing inwardly, she chased after him with dainty steps and Space Movements.
She had to stop him from reaching the orphanage, whatever it took.
But luckily, she didn't need to resort to tap-dancing in front of him to draw attention.
The place he entered was somewhere totally off-base.
[......What?]
Her little bird feet sore from chasing.
Not even glancing at the orphanage, Bellos ducked into a single shop. Yuna Kyung muttered blankly.
[Why the heck there? Not here to shop, right?]
Was he actually shopping?
Bellos leisurely browsed the displayed goods.
So casual, if not for the wrecked door, he'd pass for a regular customer.
"Hm, not here either, I see."
What had he expected?
Shaking his head, he stepped out of the shop.
And smirked.
"Well, even dimwits like the Seven Dragon Society wouldn't stash that here."
'That?'
Clinging to a chicken shop sign, mimicking a chick, Yuna Kyung narrowed her eyes.
'Searching for something? What the hell?'
She didn't know exactly, but this Leviathan chaos was clearly Bellos's infiltration ploy.
Yet here he was, after the mess, hunting in a shop of all places.
Yuna Kyung's beak dropped open.
But right after.
She snapped it shut.
"No helping it, then."
Shhhrk.
Bellos with a cold smile.
The moment he pulled a palm-sized book from his pocket, chilling killing intent choked the air.
"Guess I'll just kill everyone and search."
'No!'
Yuna Kyung swallowed her scream.
Instinct told her.
That "everyone" meant literally every soul in the Subterranean Dragon Palace.
If he went on a real rampage, no one here would survive.
And she had no power to stop it.
'What do I do? How?!'
In frantic desperation, racking her brain for a way out.
Suddenly, her eyes flashed.
'The book! If I snatch that, maybe...!'
No psycho pulls out a book mid-massacre for fun.
If Bellos needed specific items to activate skills, grabbing that book might stop him.
Of course, a gamble.
Hit or miss unknown.
Even if hit, this baby bird body? 90% dead before touching it.
But with her eyes rolled back thinking of protecting the orphanage kids, it was worth the risk.
'Damn it, a heroine doesn't die twice—third time's no charm!'
As Bellos opened the book.
And Yuna Kyung gritted her beak for a suicide charge.
Ting-a-ling.
"Hm?"
The killing intent vanished like mist.
Caught off-guard, nearly charging anyway, Yuna Kyung flailed to steady herself.
Meanwhile, Bellos reached into his pocket.
Pulled out the source of that sound.
A small bell, placed on his palm, tinkling as he moved it slowly.
Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling.
"Ho... Thought it busted with no reaction, but not defective after all."
Nodding as it chimed toward a direction.
Bellos followed the bell's sound with his steps.
Stunned by his erratic moves, Yuna Kyung paled at his next destination.
'No way, why there now?!'
Not just random.
Too familiar.
The instant she saw him smash the entrance and enter, lightning struck her mind.
'Wait, is that what they're after...?'
Yuna Kyung cautiously followed inside.
A place she visited nearly daily with Rimon—totally familiar.
Leviathan's practice room, stocked with top-tier pianos, guitars, drums, every instrument imaginable.
And at the far back of the room.
Bellos toyed with the bell before a long case.
"Ha, suspected but... storing this like a plain instrument. Didn't know Seven Dragon Society was this braindead."
That moment, it clicked for Yuna Kyung.
Why Bellos checked the heavily guarded penthouse and vault first, then hit the music shop.
Why the mighty Liberation Brigade caused this uproar over one item.
Their target was something special.
Couldn't buy it for billions.
Couldn't scam it.
Couldn't threaten or hostage it.
Especially with the owner being a stubborn sword-slinger who'd scoff at Liberation Brigade threats.
'That violin! That's their goal!'
The one-of-a-kind item Rimon used to melt constellation power.
Yuna Kyung gulped, staring at the case holding the Violin of Profound Darkness.
"What a lame ending. If I'd known Seven Dragon Society kept it like this, no need for all this effort..."
As Bellos reached for the case with the Violin of Profound Darkness.
Yuna Kyung moved on instinct.
Poof!
"......?"
[......Ah.]
Bellos froze at the baby bird popping atop the case.
Body first, brain second—she'd locked eyes with the psycho killer. Yuna Kyung sweated bullets.
[Ah, haha. Hi there? Nice weather today, huh?]
Shocked by a talking bird?
Or baffled by the out-of-place greeting at midnight?
Bellos's face grew even stranger. Yuna Kyung waved one wing.
And shouted brightly.
[Well, goodbye!]
Poof!
Gone as quick as she'd appeared.
Bellos stared at the empty spot where the long case—and she—had vanished.
And sank into a silence deep as death.