Chapter 12 – Demon King, Third Generation Chaebol, Baek Ga-Eun (2)

The shock when you are betrayed by something you trusted…

*

The sight before my eyes was terrible.

In a dark room, there was a woman naked hanging on the wall.

The devil was standing in front of the tied woman.

The Demon King looked the same as when I first saw the past.

Hehe…”

There were no teeth visible in her mouth, which was wide open and begging for help.
The Demon King silently cast a spell and created a sharp shape at the tip of his finger.
When the woman saw the devil’s actions, her eyes were filled with fear, and she begged for his life even more desperately.

“Heha… Heha. Hahair…”

“···”

The Demon King made a pair of tongs with his opposite finger and took out the tip of the woman’s tongue.

“Hey!! “Eeeee!”

“···”

The woman screamed hysterically, but her open mouth and pulled tongue made her pronunciation funny.

Without hesitation, the Demon King put the blade to her tongue and cut it.

“Eeeeek!”

“···”

The woman continued to scream and shed saliva despite the pain that threatened to cause her to lose her mind.

Although we have seen many scenes in the past, seeing torture scenes in person is bad for our mental health.

The Demon King spoke while poking the section of the tongue that had its tip cut off and was wriggling.

“···What do we xx say?”

“Hehe… Hehe…”

There was no noise, as if my name was being called.

Perhaps this woman spoke negatively about me.

The woman lost focus from time to time, and her eyes would suddenly turn to look at the devil.

The devil beckoned, and in the blink of an eye, the woman’s demeanor became normal.

She was wearing the school uniform worn by the Demon King in the past.

All of her teeth and cut off tongue came back intact.
The teeth and cut tongue that were rolling on the floor were still there.

“Huh, huh!”

The Demon King spoke softly to her as she took a deep breath.

“What?”

In response to her brief words, the woman apologized by banging her head on the floor.

“S-sorry! How dare someone say something like that…”

The blood splattered on the floor stained her body, but she continued to apologize as if it didn’t matter.
The Demon King, who was looking at the woman as she was stammering and pouring out self-deprecation, patted her on the head and said.

“Okay, don’t do that again?”

She flinched from the devil’s touch and was greatly delighted by his words of forgiveness.

“Yes, yes! “I will do my best to make sure something like that doesn’t happen again!”

As I watched the woman continuing to say thank you, I came out of consciousness.

It was a scene where we won by forfeiting on the lawn.

Among the group across from me was the woman who had been assaulted in my previous memories.

The woman was whispering to the woman in her lead.
The woman in the lead approached and announced her abstention.

I understood the scenes where the Demon King easily won victory.

Consciousness came back again.

The Demon King used magic to invite the subject to a dark room.

He achieved what he wanted by inflicting endless pain on the target’s mind.

Other people were tortured in the room where the woman was being tortured.

An old man killed his family to escape endless torture.
The reason is that they discriminated against me and gave me a low score.

The next woman was quite beautiful.

She had a voluptuous body and a beautiful face.
Her entire body was pickled in filth and poison.

The reason was because he felt attracted to me and approached me.

There were times when she couldn’t hold back and used magic on me.
Most of it was to satisfy her desires.

Since I couldn’t criticize the next Demon King, my attention was focused on me, who was always by my side.

The Demon King eliminated all the unfavorable views and left no one around.

She and I continued our relationship by achieving great achievements.

Externally, I know that she and I have resolved many issues through her ability.
In fact, I ignored it as if I was ‘lucky’ to have solved it thanks to her behind-the-scenes work.

In the end, she inherited the throne and married me.

Her patience and planning were amazing.

Designed everything around her for her own plans.
In the end, I was swept away by the great current and was married to her without even being able to raise a hand.

After seeing the happy kissing scene, a warm light enveloped my body and my consciousness jumped out.

[···]

“···”

Both the goddess and I were so shocked by the devil’s persistence that we were speechless.

“···The hero was physical, so the Demon King is magic?”

[···]

The goddess was still speechless, as if she was in shock.

“Ha, no, that… Ha…”

I felt like I was watching an anti-war movie.

The Demon King, who I thought was a relatively easy opponent while thinking of a hero, was actually the final boss himself.

The hero’s actions were predictable, but the Demon King was impossible to predict, even from her perspective.

A huge, unpredictable force is like a bomb.

Having to hit another bomb while holding a nuclear bomb…

Is this how people commit suicide these days?

The goddess hesitated several times before speaking carefully.

[···Cheer up···]

“···”

[···]

Feeling mentally tired, I decided to take a break from exploring the past.

She woke up and called Hyeon Hayeon to tell her that she had work to do and couldn’t come by today.

‘Ah… You can’t come…’

When she heard that I couldn’t go, she spoke in a voice dripping with regret.

‘Oh no! There’s nothing we can do if you’re busy. ‘What about tomorrow?’

She was trying to pretend to be cheerful and hung up on her, telling her to call me if anything happened.

After seeing the warrior’s past, she ran into Hyeon Hayeon as if by chance.
Remembering that the current Hayeon is not much different from her past self, she came to the simple conclusion that if she looked for a woman with natural gray hair to appear around her, she would not appear.

*

It’s been a week since I started looking for the devil

I haven’t seen anyone with gray hair, let alone anyone with gray hair.

I snooped around here and there, helping Hyeon Hayeon with her lessons and adaptation, but no one even dyed her gray hair.

···Is it really not a coincidence that I met Hyeon Ha-yeon?

I analyzed her devil’s point of view and my point of view to find a way to persuade her.
The more I learned, the more I realized how scary the Demon King was.

He was like an onion that comes out even when peeled.

“What would you like to have, Manager?”

Hyeon Hayeon asked.

“Oh, I will eat pork rice bowl.”

“I’ll order pork rice bowl and come back!”

She headed toward her kitchen to order her food.

“Oh, Auntie, please give me one of our pork rice bowl and one of our fried rice!”

“Uh, I’m sitting~”

She smiled brightly and looked at Hyeon Hayeon, who was ordering food, and looked at the small TV hanging in her corner.

[Candle! Oh my god! 3rd place in rich ranking!]

It was a broadcast that created and introduced a ranking based on unusual material.

[Jobs, the father of smartphones!]

[He is God!]

As I watched the MCs making a fuss and introducing the characters, Hyeon Ha-yeon brought water and side dishes.

“Manager, here~”

“Thank you”

There was no restaurant at CG Entertainment yet.

If you follow Hyeon Hayeon’s schedule, she often goes out to eat, and she always wants to pour a spoon or water first.

She sipped water and watched TV.

“Wow, this is a list of rich people. How much money do they have?”

“Jobs was in third place…”

“Wow, third place? There are richer people.”

[Candle! Oh my god! 2nd place in the rich ranking!]

[Baekil Group’s Chairman Baekman-sik!]

[Hey~ Baekil Group is in 2nd place?]

Hyeon Ha-yeon, who was watching TV, said as if she was surprised.

“Oh… Mr. Baek Man-sik is in second place.”

“Iknow, right. “You made more money than Jobs”

Baekil Group was a large enough company to be called Korea’s representative brand.

[Recently, it is said that his son, Vice Chairman Baek Jeon-cheon, took over management rights instead of Chairman Baek Man-sik.]

[Vice Chairman Baek Cheon-sik is said to have a beautiful daughter…]

[A beautiful daughter?]

[Now, let’s see]

[Oh~]

“Wow~ It’s gorgeous~”

Huh?

[It is said that Baek Ga-eun, the daughter of Vice President Baek Jeon-cheon, has had her good looks shine since she was young.]

“Wow, look at the color of your hair”

Baek Ga-eun was so pretty that Hyeon Ha-yeon kept making exclamations of exclamation.

Could it be that I saw it wrong because I looked at it so many times? I rubbed my eyes and watched TV, but the devil was still playing on TV.

[Baek Ga-eun is unique~ She has pure white hair since she was born! It is said that he had it.]

[No, is that nature?]

“If you bleach white, what color will you get?”

“···”

New white hair, big eyes and languid eyes…

“Now, where is Jeyuk?”

“Oh, this way! Thank you~”

“Manager! Enjoy!”

While the food I ordered was being served, Baekil Group’s corner passed by.

Hyeon Ha-yeon, who must have been hungry while listening to the lesson and was eating deliciously, looked at me and asked.

“Manager… Aren’t you eating…?”

“Oh, yes, I have to eat. Enjoy it”

“Yes! Enjoy!”

She smiled and picked up the spoon.

Even when I saw her smiling and eating her food, I couldn’t help but smile.

The modern devil was a third-generation chaebol.