Paradise.
It’s a word that irritates and irritates again.
“Paradise, huh…”
I quietly sat leaning on the chair, recalling the conversation. My mind was still uncomfortable.
Paradise (樂園). Just hearing the name, it’s an incomparably beautiful word, but now that it comes to this, it doesn’t look so good.
The problem is probably that the one who uttered it is none other than the Blood Demon.
‘That guy said he dreamed of paradise.’
Did he say he would turn the Central Plains into paradise? Or was it that he would go to paradise?
That part isn’t clear, but I know that his goal is that.
But.
‘Man-gye is called paradise by another name.’
If this place where I am now is called paradise, could it be connected to the words the Blood Demon uttered?
If connected, then in what way exactly are they linked? That part irritated me.
‘Especially, the reaction the Blood Demon showed toward Mother.’
Hostility, or vigilance.
I’d only seen him a few times, but the Blood Demon always looked as if everything was amusing no matter what situation arose.
For such a guy to show sharp vigilance the moment he saw Mother.
Man-gye and the paradise the Blood Demon mentioned have some relation.
It was the moment I became convinced of that.
At that time.
Tap.
Something was placed on the table in front of me. Wondering what it…