20demayo Chapter 622 Digital
Chapter 622 Digital
Kern gave a humorless chuckle, his gaze lowering to the table. "The kingdom and their beloved control tactics... No matter what our alignment is or how much we support them, they always make sure they have the upper hand."
Yun-Jin met their eyes, her tone shifting, softening just a little. "Listen, no matter what happens, regardless of what our beliefs might be about the kingdom's stability and the structure they've upheld for generations—if things go south, I need you both to make sure Ty is taken care of. He doesn't deserve to be left behind if this entire plan falls apart."
Kern opened his mouth to speak, but Gisorn beat him to it. "You have yourself a deal," he said, his tone more certain than before. "I don't bother with the why's or the reasons people give, but if this keeps me in the game, gets me past the second stage, that's enough for me. And besides, if the Black Bulls or anyone else decides to interfere, sticking around the Demon might just be our safest bet."
Yun-Jin gave them a nod, then offered a slight bow as a gesture of appreciation. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice softer now, almost genuine. She turned, her coat swishing as she walked to the door, her steps deliberate and composed as she left the room.
The door clicked shut, and silence fell over the room for a moment. Kern watched the door, his brow furrowed, before he turned to Gisorn. "I'm shocked you agreed so quickly. You could have bargained for more. Maybe get her to promise us some supplies or something to use later." He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed.
Gisorn just shrugged, staring at the half-empty glass on the table. "Maybe. But love makes people do stupid things, doesn't it? Besides, we got enough info out of that conversation." He looked up at Kern, a knowing look in his eyes. "And honestly, we can't even say what we'll need until we know what the second stage will look like."
Kern seemed to mull over the words, a grin slowly forming on his lips. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Nothing's ever simple, is it? Not with demons, Black Bulls, and who knows what else in the mix."
The guard visibly relaxed, his shoulders dropping slightly. "Understood. My apologies, again. I must say, it's still surprising to hear you're relaying orders directly from General Omina." Stay updated with My Virtual Library Empire
Yun-Jin folded her arms, her gaze leveling with his. "The chain of command changes quickly in times like these. There will be a lot of opportunities for promotions soon."
The guard tilted his head, curious. "Oh? And why's that, if I may ask?"
Yun-Jin's expression hardened. "The Black Bulls are close. They could make a move at any moment. The only reason they haven't yet is that they don't want to. But it's coming. And when it does, we'll be ready. So, stay sharp. And if you find the chance to avenge Lt. Daemon—or Realdo—take it."
The guard hesitated for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly. "I... I don't think Realdo's death was ever confirmed to be their doing..." He trailed off, looking her in the eyes, seeing something there that made him pause. He straightened again, nodding. "Understood, Yun-Jin. Ty's in the back corner—he's eating some brisket noodles and complaining about not having enough tea."
"Thank you," she said, her voice cool, before stepping away.
She moved past the other prisoners, each absorbed in their own distractions. She could hear murmurs of conversation, laughter that sounded forced, the metallic clink of the cuffs whenever they shifted. Her gaze scanned each face she passed, seeing the uncertainty written in their eyes, the anxiety that none of them could completely hide. There was a tension in the air—a sense that they were all holding their breath, waiting.