Of course, the reason Mun Dohyuk had come to me still didn’t make sense.
Honestly, I couldn’t even bring myself to believe it.
‘Maybe the Ilcheonggeom played some unnecessary trick.’
It could be a high-level ploy, using his own spy to shake things up on this side.
That would make him a double agent.
No, if we’re talking about Mun Dohyuk, would that make him a triple agent…?
‘Anyway….’
Since his choice didn’t make sense, believing or not believing him was impossible.
As I said before, you can’t trust guys who’ve already betrayed you multiple times.
Perhaps sensing that suspicion, Mun Dohyuk hid his trembling hands and said to me.
“If you wish, I’ll even impose a restriction on myself…. P-please, accept me.”
He’d engrave a restriction into his own body. It wasn’t something you could say lightly.
‘Even if he says that, I won’t believe him.’
You can’t trust someone just based on words.
And even if that weren’t the case, I have no intention of trusting this guy.
However.
‘What I need to focus on isn’t this guy’s humanity.’
Mun Dohyuk’s character, or his desperation. Or his pitifulness.
That stuff is out…