“The thing I need most?”

“Yes, whatever it may be.”

“And the nobles will offer me that?”

“Yes.”

Ahn Yoo-Jung’s answer was full of confidence. However, Seon-Hyeok was not convinced.

“It’ll never happen.”

“Don’t take my words lightly. If you accept their gifts without knowing what you’re getting into, you’ll get caught up in their machinations before you realize it. Don’t be so confident in yourself.”

Yoo-Jung warned him in a sharp tone, as though offended that her thoughtful advice was disregarded so quickly. However, her feelings didn’t change his answer.

“Like I said, it’ll never happen.”

“How can you be so sure?”

Seon-Hyeok answered her question in a slightly subdued voice.

“Can they send me back to the other world?”

“That’s…”

“Or perhaps can they offer to undo everything that happened to me here in this world?”

“But maybe there’s something you need that you’re not aware of…”

Seon-Hyeok cut her off before she could finish responding.

“Yoo-Jung. War is a terrible thing.”

She closed her mouth and listened as he made this unexpected comment.

“You never know when you could die, or what your last moment might be like. It’s unbearably terrifying for an ordinary person like me. However.”

He had faced death, and he had killed to survive. Both were...