Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 392

Episode 392 The Worst Torture (3)

“Let’s settle it through dialogue.”

Bikir. No, Garum said.

Everyone who heard that opened their mouths.

The guards who were building the siege, even the hostages who were leading the hostage crisis, and Kirko, who were taken hostage.

…

static. Silence hung over the entire workhouse where hostage taking had just been taking place.

He was the first to speak.

“What is this? It’s an idiot cut? Are you crazy?”

Bikir went through the era of destruction, and was skilled at hiding the old mana and his presence.

It was to the point that even Hugo, the head of the Baskervilles, didn’t notice at all.

Of course, Sikkeot did not recognize the identity of Gareum.

Bikir shrugged in the form of Gareum.

“It’s clean sober.”

“No, you weren’t killed by me in the first place…”

“I almost did that at one point.”

When a person gets out of a crisis to the point of death, he will achieve great growth internally.

Shigeuk narrowed his eyes at the momentum of Gareum, which had changed to something different from before.

“They look the same, but it’s as if they’ve become a different person. Your eyes have become a bit usable?”

“If you know, please release my motive. So that I can continue working on the side job.”

“Kreurreu…… Don’t be a jerk, kid. It’s amazing that the eyes have changed, so I mixed it up a little bit, and I’m trying to match it to how far.”

He snorted as if he didn’t need to mix his words with the sleazy parting.

However, Gareum continued to stand there without backing down.

I heard some guards shouting from behind.

“Hey! Junior jailer! Where are you coming from!”

“Can’t you come back right away!? It only adds hostages!”

“Tsk tsk, I’m going to die soon. I need to know my subject.”

It was as it was said. He cleared his throat and pulled the spit into his mouth.

…tweet!

The phlegm that gave off a terrible stench flew like a stone into Gareum’s face.

It was an attack that was sure to spread the plague if hit.

together?

Seok-

Gareum avoided Sikkeot’s attack by simply tilting his head to the side.

This was despite the fact that it was hardly the speed at which a lower-ranking guard could react.

“…!?”

The sage’s expression changed.

Taking advantage of that gap, Gareum spoke so quietly that the guards couldn’t hear.

“There’s something quite appealing about conversation. Aren’t you curious?”

“Kreurreuk! That’s ridiculous.”

I laughed as if it was absurd.

“What the hell are you talking about? You and me.”

It worked.

In the first place, the words that high-ranking guards say are unreliable.

It was a fact that Sigkeot himself, who was conducting the hostage situation, knew best.

However, in the yard where even such high-ranking guards are struggling, a low-ranking guard who bravely walked out alone.

What kind of conversation will this pyramid try?

It seems that he was a little curious about that point.

But the curiosity that arose spontaneously disappeared as easily as it had arisen spontaneously.

“Ah, let’s stop. There’s no way this body can match your level, so what will the conversation be like…”

“Queen.”

“……!”

“It’s about the person who sent you here.”

However, the expression on his face soon hardened.

In the already sensitive yard, a keyword that scratches the lungs came out.

The reason why he is clearly running rampant like this is because he was ‘abandoned by the queen’.

Before long, terrifying malice emanated from Shikkut’s whole body.

Just being next to her made her breathless and her whole body seemed to be weighed down heavily.

“…You’ve got a lot of guts, Ae-song. You suddenly have a lot of appetite?”

He began to show enthusiasm for a clean conversation.

The enthusiasm was so hot that all the guards who were building a siege from afar retreated half a step back.

However, Gareum was still calm. If it was him in the past, I wouldn’t have dared to imagine it.

While holding Kirko’s neck tightly, he chewed it and spoke as if spitting it out.

“Come to think of it, you had a crush on this girl, right? Okay, let’s try something called a conversation that appeals to me. If it were fishing, I’d break this bitch’s neck and eat her internal organs…” “Wait. Let’s talk

. I have something to do before we part.”

Far from being intimidated by Sigeot’s murder, Gareum even raised his hand to cut off his words.

“This conversation contains a lot of important information. Top secret.”

“What’s the top secret of a guy who’s only a low-level jailer?”

“If you listen, you’ll understand. My rank doesn’t matter.”

“Kreurreuk- You’re so confident right now. So, before we start talking, what are you supposed to do?”

The initiative in the conversation has shifted to this side, albeit very slightly.

Gareum spoke calmly.

“Hand over Kirko this way.”

“Are you crazy? You want to come and talk to the guy who’s taking the hostage?”

“I’ll let you keep the hostage.”

“What kind of bullshit have you been talking about since before? Who’s going to be a hostage instead of this bitch?”

“grow.”

Gareum was in the middle of telling Kirko to go back instead of taking herself as a hostage.

“If this is not the case, the conversation cannot be established.”

“……Are you aware of your current situation?”

“You know. I’m a weak, low-ranking jailer. I’m making unreasonable demands for you, even holding hostages.”

“I can even take you as a hostage.”

“Then we won’t be able to talk even more. It’s a pity. It’s something you’d really like if you heard it.”

Sigkeot was getting more and more confused by Garreum’s attitude of speaking calmly without changing the color of his face.

“Really, what kind of guts are you?”

“As you know, I’m not the type of person who usually has a lot of guts. I don’t even have the courage to risk my life on a bluff.”

“…”

“Aren’t you curious if I say this confidently? What do you believe in?”

Garum continued.

And he seemed to agree to some extent with that statement.

but.

“Okay. Then, before exchanging hostages, show me proof that you’re worthy of being my hostage.”

“Do I need proof to become a hostage?”

“of course.”

I grabbed Kirko, who was trembling with a bitter expression, by the neck and lifted it up.

“This woman is not begging for her life even though she is on the verge of death. She is courageous and has a lot of guts.”

“…”

“But aren’t you Garm, an idiot who ate dog shit? If you’re taken hostage by me, you’ll urinate and have a heart attack. Then the value of the hostage will disappear.”

“You’re being pushy.”

“Isn’t it the same for you too?”

“Then how are you going to prove it?”

When Gareum asked, he twisted his head outside.

Then he reached out his hand toward the nearest major-level jailer.

“Hey you. Give me a cigarette.”

“……?”

At the moment, the major had a cigarette in his mouth.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket and threw it at Sizzle.

Hoo-wook:

With a clean cigarette in his mouth, he sighed once.

At the same time, the red blood that flowed from his torn mouth and lips soaked into the cigarette.

Disgusting, fishy-smelling blood and cigarettes soaked in that blood.

He took the cigarette in his hand and held it out to Gareum.

“Smoke this. Then I’ll give you credit for your guts.”

At that, all the guards fell silent.

Even Kirko thought with her eyes closed.

‘…… There’s no way I could say something like that.’

The blood of the blood is a Class 1 Hazardous Substance.

It is a terrible poison that requires disinfection of a radius of several tens of meters with alcohol and firearms even if even a single drop of it falls on the ground.

Who would be crazy enough to get their hands on that cigarette, which could cause a terrible plague just by touching it?

Needless to say, biting in the mouth is nothing.

Lieutenant Colonel Bastille, who was at the forefront of the siege, also gritted his teeth.

‘For a low-level guard, he took the time well, but… is this the end?’

He planned to advance little by little and extremely slowly towards his men in the rear and attack them from behind.

But there was not enough time for that.

Shikkeun was not even a little bit careless.

……at that time.

Something happened that shocked everyone.

He

calmly accepted the cigarette Gareum handed him to him.

Someone puts a cigarette in his mouth before he even has time to dry it.

“fire.”

And even the cigarette light that he asked for calmly.

He stood still with a somewhat dazed look on his face.

The expression that he did not know that he would really put it in his mouth.

However, Gareum nodded casually.

“Shouldn’t you give me a fire too?”

At those words, he turned his head toward the guards with a blank expression on his face.

yet.

Chuck-

A guard with the rank of major hurriedly rummaged through his pockets and threw a match into his hand.

Chiik- Glow!

While unable to hide his absurdity, he struck a match and lit the cigarette in Gareum’s mouth.

It was truly strange to see a huge poisonous man imprisoned on the 8th floor, bending over and setting fire to a low-ranking jailer who was less than half his height.

Huuk- Gareum,

who took a deep breath of cigarettes, soon exhaled long smoke.

“…”

While everyone watching with their mouths open with blank expressions.

“How do you know?”

He asked with a straight face.

“That there is actually no plague poison in my blood.”

It was truly a shocking coming out.

All the guards who were watching found that they had been tricked by Sikkeot for the past two years.

In fact, there was no such thing as a plague on Sikkeut’s body.

He mimicked the plague by using the antidotes and detoxifiers injected by doctors from some types of fungi and mushroom powders, which are readily available even in the New Wave, to cause seemingly serious skin diseases, and he has been bluffing with them.

His bravado was supported by the image of being from Leviathan, an extremely poisonous man, and the creator of the plague called ‘The Red Death’.

But all of this was just a bluff full of twists and turns.

Then, what remains is how Garreum, who is only a low-ranking jailer, knew this in advance.

“That guy had something to believe in too!”

“But how did you know it was a bluff? Even the doctors couldn’t figure it out.”

“I see? Is there a separate law?”

Shikkut and Kirko, who had his neck in his hands, all the other guards noticed how Gareum had seen through Sikkkut’s bravado.

……and.

Gareum opened her mouth and answered everyone’s questions in a slow and dry tone.

“Didn’t you know?”