Chapter 24

“As you command.” One of the warriors stepped forward. “Well, it’s not a difficult task… I’ll finish this quickly.” The man, who had been walking with a lazy shuffle, vanished in an instant and reappeared in front of Heuk Gyewon. Clang! “…Hk!” I froze in surprise. But surprisingly, Heuk Gyewon not only blocked the first strike but also deflected the warrior’s sword. A look of admiration crossed the warrior’s face. “Hoh. Quite impressive skills. As expected of Lord Heuk Biwon’s son.” “……” “I served under Lord Biwon for a time, but I have no regrets.” A chill passed through his merciless eyes

Heuk Gyewon stepped back, the corner of his mouth twisting up. “Who said I’d go down easy?” Krrrrumble! A faint crackle of static electricity flowed through the dry air. A rather thick bolt of lightning struck down. Kwwaaaaang! The warrior, who had jumped back, wore a look of surprise. “…A Divine Beast? A lightning strike?” The spot where he had been was scorched black. A look of caution crossed the warrior’s face. He gritted his teeth. “An ability passed down through the bloodline… We’re both from the Eastern Continent, yet it’s so unfair.” The warrior’s sword, once wielded with ease, changed

I could see Heuk Gyewon clenching his jaw. Piiiiiik! “What are you doing? Go, now!” A cut appeared on my brother’s cheek. Instead of listening to Heuk Gyewon, I turned my head slightly. ‘Even if I wanted to go…’ That toad brought another warrior, didn’t he? Plus, there’s Heuk Daewi and his cronies. Among them, Heuk Daewi looked thrilled to see Heuk ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Gyewon struggling. “Well, well, what are you going to do? It’ll be different this time, you damn brat.” I endured my anger and glared coldly at Heuk Daewi

“You, don’t you knyow the family wule that warwiors can’t attack physicians and apothecaries?” “So what? It doesn’t matter if no one knows.” Aha, so that’s how you want to play? I curved my eyes into crescents. The habit of smiling instead of getting angry when I was pissed off started in my third life. Because I knew it made the other person feel like shit. Look at that twitching face. “Oh dear, what a shame.” “What?” I said calmly. “You’re not just dumb, you’re ready to suffer even more this time, aren’t you?” Heuk Daewi flinched when I pretended to reach into my bag

Instead of the bag, I grabbed my water bottle. I was in luck; I’d loosely closed the cap earlier to take a drink. I grabbed the bottle and poured the water over my hand. “Wh-what are you doing! Stop her from doing anything funny! She’s an ability user too!” “…As you command!” Too late, you damn fools! After my hand was soaked, the water rose like a wave and crashed over the warrior rushing at me. “Ugh, uwaaaaaaah!” “Wh-what the?!” “A wave!” Not only that, but Heuk Daewi and his companions were also engulfed by the giant wave

“Haa, haa…” My ability isn’t for attacking. But… I could at least hold them in place. I grinned, panting for breath. ‘Diagnosing this many people at once is still too much for me…’ In my previous life, when I was twenty, I think? During my prime, I could diagnose a dozen people at once without any problems. I felt a sense of triumph seeing the warrior, trapped in water, looking at me with bewildered eyes. The warrior swung his sword around, but he couldn’t cut the water. Diagnostic information automatically popped into my head

“Oof, mister. Be careful or you’ll get a stwoke.” I glanced at the warrior’s ankle. “And that ankle, it’s been bwoken twice, hasn’t it? You should tweat it cawrefully. If it bweaks again, that’ll be the last time.” “……” I turned my head. Heuk Daewi was gurgling, glugging, and squawking! He was shouting something, but I’d deliberately made it so I couldn’t hear his voice. I raised my middle finger at the bastard. Then I smiled brightly. “You have childhood obesity, you son of a bitch.” Alright, now that I’ve tied them up… What should I do? I can’t hold them for long

First, I should help my brother, and then we can escape together, or… “Heuk Biyu!” I whipped my head around. And when I saw Heuk Gyewon, my eyes widened. “Bwother!!” * * * A gentle breeze blew. For a long time, the wind had been his friend, the only one who remained by his side to share his loneliness. When he lost his memories. When he lost them again. Even when he felt he had lost so much that nothing was left. …Perhaps it ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had been with him even before he lost his memories, or in his much younger days before that

Heuk Bihu. He was currently sitting on the eaves of a roof. For him, a master of the wind, high trees and rooftops were as stable as home. ‘…Where is your residence?’ ‘…Where is your residence?’ ‘Daddy’s a cwayzy person!’ ‘Daddy’s a cwayzy person!’ That’s what the little squirt claiming to be his daughter had huffed at him two days ago when he asked where her residence was. Heuk Bihu both believed and disbelieved Biyu’s claims. In truth, it didn’t matter either way. The sensation of his memories returning was euphoric

He couldn’t help but listen to everything the little girl said. For him, moving with the wind and climbing to high places were as easy as breathing. ‘A little baby like me will die! I’ll die!’ ‘A little baby like me will die! I’ll die!’ ‘I didn’t run so fast you couldn’t breathe.’ ‘I didn’t run so fast you couldn’t breathe.’ ‘Be quiet. You need a good scolding! You have less common sense than your bwother, less common sense!’ ‘Be quiet. You need a good scolding! You have less common sense than your bwother, less common sense!’ ‘…….’ ‘…….’ That was why he didn’t know how it would feel to others, especially a small child

Or perhaps he had known but forgotten. Being scolded by a three-year-old for having less common sense than his brother was quite a novel feeling. Heuk Bihu sat with his knees drawn up, leisurely resting his chin on his hand as he gazed down below. He was on the roof of a building near where his brother, Heuk Biwon, was staying. Below, he could see Heuk Biyu and a fairly large boy. With some of his childhood memories returned, he recognized his nephew. The boy’s face was so similar to his brother, Heuk Biwon’s, in his youth that it was impossible not to know

His long hair fluttered in the wind. Soon after, he sensed a presence next to him. “Here to watch?” When Heuk Bihu slowly turned his head, he saw fluttering curly hair. It was his brother, Heuk Biwon. “My, my, should I say ‘It’s ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a pleasure to meet you for the first time’? Lord Heuk Bihu. It’s an honor to see your noble face~” “Nonsense.” Heuk Bihu replied without a change in his expression. “Brother.” For a moment, Heuk Biwon’s eyes widened. A moment later, they were masked by a sly smile. “Stop testing me and say what you have to say.” The last time he’d seen him, his second younger brother hadn’t remembered him

He had treated their youngest, Heuk Birang, like a stranger as well. There could only be one reason. The child who had given a miraculous gift to him and Birang as well. Heuk Biyu. “I wonder, did my little brother come because he was worried about his daughter?” “……” Heuk Biwon sat down beside him with a wide grin. The old roof tiles creaked precariously. “What to do, she’s my daughter. I even gave her a name~” “Ah, she was your daughter?” “……” So it was a lie after all. The wind whistled. Soon, it pooled somewhere and swirled like a vortex

Strangely, a voice flowed out from within the wind. It was Heuk Biwon’s voice from a moment ago. Recording voices using the wind. For a wind user like Heuk Bihu, it was as easy as breathing. “I’ll return it just as I heard it.” As Heuk Bihu spoke nonchalantly, Heuk Biwon’s sly smile deepened. “Oh dear, little brother. You really are a useless bastard.” Heuk Bihu felt a slight pain. His brother, Heuk Biwon, was pressing his foot down on the back of his hand. Was that all? Bzzzt. A faint electric current shocked the back of his hand

There was a time he wondered if taking a direct hit from that electricity would shock his memories back into him. The memories Heuk Biyu had returned were quite substantial. His brother grabbed him by the collar. Heuk Biwon still wore a broad, cheerful smile. “You should be remembering your daughter’s face, not your useless brother’s.” “……” “My poor, pitiful little brother, who’s become the world’s most god-awful father.”