How a Mythic Paladin Lives as a Villain - Chapter 11

“What will you do?”

Go Yo-han asked in a lazy voice.

“Ha, this damn little brat…”

The armless player was speaking while suppressing his emotions.

“What do you mean by ‘service’?”

Park Do-young said.

“Old man! Do you believe what he says?”
“Be still.”

Park Do-young growled in a low, sunken voice.

“What do you mean by ‘service’?”

He then asked again.

“For now, we just need to protect this church and one child.”
“Is that all?”
“Park Do-young might not know, but others won’t be able to leave the church for a while… maybe for a long time.”

“What do you mean by that?”

As if meaning to confine them, Shin Seul-hye commented.

“What would happen if severed arms, severed legs, eyes that were lost, were to become whole again?”

All attention would be drawn to it.
A healing player was an extremely rare existence, ranked among the top in the world.

“…It would be chaos.”
“Yes.”

Too much attention had to be avoided.

‘Can’t be played around by the schemes of devils.’

It was fine if it was just himself, but Shinseong’s family was involved.
Though he decided to include others, Shinseong was not just anyone else.

“Well, I understand why Lee Jae-gyeong said that in advance.”

It seemed Lee Jae-gyeong had spoken roughly of this matter.

“What about the others?”
“Me too.”
“As long as my leg becomes whole…”
“Damn it. It’s crazy… if it’s possible! Me too…”

Go Yo-han smiled as if satisfied.

“The promise will have to be kept.”

Go Yo-han moved towards the most dissatisfied, the armless player.
His name was Choi Byeong-su, a former prosecutor who had lost both arms and faced much contempt.

“Just try and fail…”

Even though Go Yo-han approached closely, Choi Byeong-su spoke out in anger.

Swish.

Go Yo-han placed his hand on Choi Byeong-su’s chest.

Gulp.

Everyone swallowed their saliva as they watched the scene.
Even in the reality of relying on an 8-year-old boy, the opponent was Shinseong’s youngest and Geom-gwi.

‘Please.’

It was the moment of faint hope as he closed his eyes.

Rumble, rumble!

Choi Byeong-su’s upper body began to shake violently.

“Argh!”

Choi Byeong-su suddenly screamed.
His vision turned dark, and it felt like his entire body was being sucked somewhere.

“Hah!”

Choi Byeong-su exhaled in the pitch-black darkness.
An endless fear enveloped him.
A fear as if he had to live eternally without being rescued, buried in the deep sea.
Within that space.

Swoosh.

A small light appeared.

“Hah! Hah! Hah!”

Choi Byeong-su exhaled rough breaths.
Reality had returned at some point.

“You… you damn bastard!”

Thinking Go Yo-han had done something to him, Choi Byeong-su, unable to suppress his anger, reached out.

“I’ll kill…”

He planned to kill.

Or so he thought.

“……”

He stopped and trembled.

“Aah…”

Something ran down his cheek.

“Aaaah!”

He screamed and cried out.

“Thank you… Thank you…!”

Hands he definitely had lost were now right in front of Go Yo-han’s nose.

“This, this makes no sense…”
“Crazy…”

Those who saw the scene were all astonished.

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“Aaaah…”

The reactions were all similar.
Feeling the light entering her eyes, Shin Seul-hye burst into tears.
She thought she’d never see light again.

Feel around, feel around.

The church’s pews, and then.

“Aaaah!”

Looking at Go Yo-han’s face, she cried out loud.

“Thank you…”

They were all players who hadn’t given up on the player’s life despite their disabilities.
They researched how to fight with their legs despite losing their arms, and clung to their bows even when blinded.
But it was all useless and only made them the subject of scorn among other players.

“Unbelievable.”

Park Do-young said, feeling the cancer cells weighing down his entire body disappear.

“Unbelievable…”

The players who used healing abilities in the world could be counted on one hand.
The European Lucia Song Claire was said to boast the strongest healing.
Someone called her a saint.

She managed to regenerate one severed arm, but reportedly became so weakened that she couldn’t leave her sickbed for a while.
Yet, even so.

“Hah.”

Go Yo-han seemed only slightly more languid, standing perfectly fine.

“……”

And the sight was also surprising for Lee Jae-gyeong.

He had anticipated it, but.

‘To this extent.’

This couldn’t be described with mere recovery or regeneration.

‘It’s a miracle.’

A miracle in every sense of the word.
There was no need to consider the power that tore apart demons.
Just this ability alone made Go Yo-han’s value limitless.

“I hope you haven’t forgotten the promise?”
“O-of course!”
“I will keep it…!”
“Thank you!”

Just looking at the sight in front of them made them feel as such.
Although fallen from grace, those who were once rankers worshipped Go Yo-han like a god.
If the many players who become disabled in the gate were treated by Go Yo-han in exchange for lending their strength?

“……”

Even Shinseong couldn’t compare.
But it was risky because of that.

‘People will try to own it.’

Many would rise to monopolize that power.
Chills…

Brrr.

A shiver ran down his spine.

‘If they don’t keep their promise…’

He even considered he might have to step in himself.

“It mustn’t be just words.”

With Go Yo-han’s warning, the gathering ended for that day.

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“Unbelievable.”

Four players muttered as they sat dazed on the church pews.

“Unbelievable…”

An 8-year-old brat.
If not for the support of Shinseong, there was nothing special about Go Yo-han.

“It’s a miracle.”

It was a miracle.

Brrr.

Even thinking about that moment made them shiver.

“If people find out about this…”

Park Do-young was saying that.

“Old man, don’t talk nonsense.”

Choi Byeong-su’s eerie voice emerged.
It wasn’t just that.
Shin Seul-hye, who had her eyes healed, and Gang In, who had his legs healed, looked at Park Do-young with murderous eyes.

“Who said I would?”
Park Do-young exclaimed in surprise.

“I was just gauging how chaotic it would be.”
“If you have foolish thoughts, you won’t be left alone.”
“I’m not that crazy.”

Park Do-young said.

“…Having seen that.”

Everyone who received treatment experienced it.
Pitch-black darkness, with a small shining light within it.

“…Is that a goddess?”
“I don’t know.”
“Honestly.”

Players, who felt closer to the secrets of the world, felt instead distanced at that moment.

Swoosh.

Yun Seung-ah appeared cautiously from a corner.

“Seung-ah.”

Shin Seul-hye said gladly to Yun Seung-ah.
Before Go Yo-han and Lee Jae-gyeong left, they introduced Yun Seung-ah to them.

“Sorry, were we noisy?”

The four players, as if the tense atmosphere had never existed, welcomed Yun Seung-ah with smiling faces.
But something was strange.

“…It’s not a goddess.”

Coming closer, Yun Seung-ah spoke with unprecedented eyes.

“……”

Even the ranker-level players flinched and shrank for a moment.

‘They said she was a special kid.’
‘But to this extent?’

It was astonishing, whether it was Go Yo-han or Yun Seung-ah.

“What do you mean it’s not a goddess? What does that mean?”
“…It was done by that person.”
“That person?”

Shin Seul-hye tilted her head and asked.

“The great one…”
“Yo Han?”

At that moment.

Whoosh!

A huge flame burst appeared behind Yun Seung-ah.

“……!”

The players reflexively retreated into battle stances, feeling an intense power like never before.

“W-what…”
“Don’t call that person lightly.”

As if warning.

Swoosh.

The single flame multiplied into eight, surrounding them.

“That person saved me and you all. That person.”

“…”
“If you disappoint that person.”

With Yun Seung-ah’s cold eyes, the flames froze instantly and fell apart.

“I won’t forgive you.”

Leaving those words, Yun Seung-ah turned and left.

Thunk.

As if drained, the four players sat almost simultaneously.

“Good gracious…”
“What is this…”

Their faces were amazed and flustered, but seriousness remained.

“Certainly…”

It wasn’t fear of Yun Seung-ah.
It was realizing that as Yun Seung-ah suggested, they needed to think differently of Go Yo-han.

“I… seem to…”

Park Do-young said with a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

“I seem to have found something to dedicate the rest of my life to.”

Though unspoken, the others’ faces reflected similar sentiments.

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“Hah.”

Go Yo-han sighed.

“Why so, young master?”

A stylish old gentleman approached and cautiously asked Go Yo-han.
It was Park Do-young.
His appearance was unrecognizable even to those familiar with him.

“Let’s change our faces first.”

The four players decided and Go Yo-han helped them.
Now their past was gone.
Only the present and future remained.

“Is something troubling you?”

Park Do-young, now much politer, asked with a worried face.

‘What on earth could it be.’

For Go Yo-han to sigh this way, it seemed like an exceptionally big issue.

“…I’ve learned multiplication and division.”
“……?”

Park Do-young paused for a moment, then smiled.

“A middle school equivalency exam might be necessary.”

They were reminded of the fact that this great being was only 8 years old.

“Do you have a lot of homework?”

Unnoticed, Shin Seul-hye approached with a look of amusement and asked.

“If necessary, I’ll do it for you.”

It was Choi Byeong-su’s voice.