Waiting For Your Reincarnation Chapter 64

“Busted.”

 

Daeheon muttered dryly.

 

He seemed unfazed by Yeon-young’s realization of his identity.

 

Now it made sense why the Snarl had been able to break into the center so easily.

 

With a spy on the inside, everything was easy.

 

Yeon-young narrowed her eyes, remembering that wherever the Snarl had appeared, there had been a Great Council.

 

“Stop here.”

 

“Isn’t that what they tell you? Don’t be a jerk.”

 

Daeheon grinned and flicked the dust that had collected on his mask into the air.

 

Yeon-young stared at him.

 

Her eyes locked with his, and Daeheon’s brow furrowed slightly. He materialized a black ball in his hand.

 

“I’ll give you a chance. Will you join us? Your skills are highly sought after.”

 

“Mr. Daeheon.”

 

“No?”

 

The ball bounced into the air and landed back in his hand.

 

Yeon-young felt like a fish on a chopping block.

 

She knew it. She might have dodged Daeheon’s psychic attack, but she wouldn’t be able to dodge this ball.

 

Yeon-young looked at her bracelet. It still didn’t work.

 

She remembered Ryu Won’s face when he put the bracelet on her wrist.

 

He had said something like that. That he would find her wherever she was.

 

Yeon-young looked back at Daeheon.

 

“Have you decided?”

 

“I can’t be a part of something like this.”

 

“A word of advice, don’t believe everything you see.”

 

“Let me go.”

 

“Eliminate anyone who stands in the way of the project.”

 

After reciting his iron rules, Daeheon threw the orb in his hand.

 

Yeon-young stiffened like a mannequin and closed her eyes helplessly.

 

The ball reached Yeon-young’s head.

 

Suddenly, water gushed out of her bracelet like a faucet, shielding her.

 

Yeon-young’s eyes opened to the damp smell of water, and her mouth fell open slightly at the sight of the huge curtain of water.

 

Daeheon’s fingertips trembled slightly as he threw the orb.

 

Yeon-young had already faced this brilliant, transparent skill once in the training center.

 

“Only once, not twice.”

 

Jaeho had said when he touched Yeon-young’s bracelet on the training ground.

 

The same Jung Jaeho who gave Yeon-young that righteous power.

 

She wondered if the soul inside him had changed as his body grew.

 

Yeon-young raised an eyebrow and touched the water barrier, and it dissolved like a bursting bubble.

 

“Jung Jaeho…”

 

“You’re interrupting.”

 

Daeheon’s relaxed smile faded.

 

He flicked his wrist and stared into space for a moment.

 

His eyes had lost their sparkle and there was a chill in them.

 

“Well, it’s not like anyone can come, and it’s not urgent.”

 

He seemed to resent the fact that his plan had gone completely awry.

 

Finally, he slammed the cell door shut and locked it.

 

In the pitch-black darkness, Yeon-young crouched on her knees.

 

She couldn’t think of a single way to get out of this place.

 

Suddenly, she remembered the day she accidentally locked herself in the kindergarten storeroom on a cold winter day when she was a child.

 

No one noticed she was missing, and she was locked up until the next morning.

 

That solitary confinement cell was similar.

 

The feeling of helplessness remained in her mind.

 

“Mr. Ryu Won.”

 

Yeon-young repeated Ryu Won’s name as if she understood it.

 

He had said that he would look for her no matter where she was.

 

In fact, he’d come looking for her every time.

 

A spark of hope flickered in her heart that maybe he would find her this time, too.

 

Yeon-young closed her eyes and tried to read the cores of the other souls.

 

Then she felt a familiar energy coming from the ceiling of her cell.

 

She raised her head in disbelief and checked the ceiling.

 

Thud!

 

Every time she closed her eyes, the ceiling of the building was torn away at a rapid pace.

 

The warm light of Tanato’s world slowly seeped into the darkened cell.

 

“Ms. Yeon-young.”

 

“Mr. Ryu Won.”

 

The sight of Ryu Won’s figure appearing as soon as his name was called was like seeing a mirage.

 

One by one, the faces of his special team members appeared, like moles emerging from a burrow.

 

They had all come to her rescue, and an unexpected feeling of fear welled up inside her.

 

“Are you there?”

 

“Is the youngest there?”

 

“Don’t talk to her.”

 

Her body relaxed at the sight of familiar faces.

 

The memories of the past that had stubbornly clung to her were washed away in an instant.

 

Ryu Won jumped lightly from the ceiling into the cell.

 

He looked at Yeon-young and melted the slime that bound her arms with a blast of hot air.

 

It had been a long time since they had really seen each other.

 

His lips tightened as he touched her skin, which was scarred in many places.

 

“That’s why I don’t want to let you go out alone, because you keep jumping in here like a moth to a flame without realizing it’s a fire.”

 

Ryu Won’s eyes were filled with frustration.

 

The other members of the team casually blew off the huge ceiling and one by one, like Ryu Won, they rushed into the room with Yeon-young.

 

Ryu Won put his hand under Yeon-young’s leg and lifted her up.

 

“Leave this place to the others and let’s get out of here.”

 

He immediately prepared to activate the teleportation portal.

 

As Ryu Won relaxed in her embrace, she grabbed the hem of his coat and suddenly remembered what had happened earlier.

 

“Mr. Ryu Won, we have to go to the other camp. There are many other souls being held there.”

 

“Does it matter?”

 

Ryu Won stared at Yeon-young with hollow eyes, his gaze like a dry twig.

 

Yeon-young couldn’t take her eyes off him for the first time.

 

“Actually, no one is important except you.”

 

He whispered; his eyes emotionless.

 

She froze, still unable to let go of the hem of his coat.

 

Her vision was blurred by a mixture of emotions.

 

After a moment to gather her thoughts, Yeon-young pulled the hem of his coat closer to her.

 

His face came closer to hers and she reached out and caressed his right cheek.

 

Ryu Won closed his eyes for a moment, feeling her warmth.

 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get caught.”

 

“You’d feel better if I locked you up.”

 

At her apology, Ryu Won opened his eyes and laughed.

 

He blinked slowly, slowly distancing himself from Yeon-young. It was his own forgiveness.

 

Yeon-young turned to the team members watching her.

 

“Mr. Lee Daeheon is behind this.”

 

Jaeho’s eyes grew unusually fierce at the mention of Daeheon’s name.

 

They formed a circle around Yeon-young, focusing on her words.

 

“There are other warehouses besides this one. Many ghosts are being held there. Illegal experiments are being conducted, and I think Mr. Daeheon is behind it.”

 

“Do you have any proof?”

 

“I don’t have clear proof, but… he is the one who imprisoned me here.”

 

The faces of the spirits who heard Yeon-young’s words gradually hardened.

 

They hadn’t imagined that the person behind this could be within the 1st Branch Center.

 

Jaeho’s eyes were especially shaken as he was shocked that his immediate junior had done this.

 

He clenched his fist slightly and left the cell to get to the bottom of things.

 

Yeon-young frowned as she remembered the face of the man she had snarled at.

 

Ryu Won stroked her forehead with his hand.

 

“Stop thinking about it, we’ll take care of it.”

 

“I see where you’re going.”

 

Saeri muttered as she straightened her back.

 

She dusted off her hands and stared out of the cell.

 

Yeon-young stamped her foot and made her point.

 

“Please take me with you. There’s something I want to check.”

 

Ryu Won protested, but he couldn’t break Yeon-young’s stubbornness.

 

He sighed heavily and led her to another warehouse that Saeri had found.

 

Daeheon had already disappeared without a trace, perhaps sensing the arrival of the special team.

Saeri looked at the number of souls being held and sighed.

 

“Cockroaches.”

 

Yeon-young winced at the word cockroaches.

 

Her conversation with Daeheon was still ringing in her ears.

 

In solitary confinement, she realized what had happened.

 

While she had been more than half intact before she was brought to the cell, now almost all of her soul had been wiped out.

 

She squeezed her eyes shut against the horrifying sight of blackness.

 

Clenching her fists for a moment, she remembered why she had traveled to this place in the first place.

 

“Ms. Yeon-Young, where are you going?”

 

“I just need to check on something.”

 

Without hesitation, Yeon-young walked past the black ghosts and began checking the cages one by one.

 

She stopped at a distance in front of one cage.

 

It was the place where the phantom had been when she’d given it the Sly’s Powder.

 

She took a step closer, her trembling hands clenched into fists, and whispered.

 

“Are you all right?”

 

There was a muffled chuckle from inside and the ghost twisted her left arm and moved closer.

 

Yeon-young let out a small groan at the sight.