It was neither Ru Amuh nor Ru Hiana. Or Zelit, Eshnunna, or Hawa. The woman who came with Chi-Hyun was Noel Freya. Chi-Woo was surprised to see her.

“Huh? Why did you…?”

It seemed Noel was also surprised to see Chi-Woo. Chi-Woo looked to his brother for an explanation, and Noel looked at him from head to toe. Her eyes lingered on the ropes tying the club to his hand.

‘…What is that?’ She wondered, but her curiosity soon faded. This was a matter that Choi Chi-Hyun had personally given special attention to. There must be a reason why Chi-Woo’s hand was in such a weird state.

“I was wondering where you were since you’ve been gone for a while. I didn’t expect to see you here.” After she finished her inspection, Noel crossed her arms and smiled snidely. “I thought you were already dealt with. Well, I’m sure you had your uses to be left alive.” She nodded to herself in understanding and turned to Chi-Hyun. “I got it, sir. I just have to guard this man while you are absent, right sir?”

“…Noel.”

“If you wish, I can teach him in your stead,” Noel said.

Chi-Hyun’s expression turned serious. He didn’t know how he was going to untangle this very messy, complicated situation. Trust was a scary emotion. Once a person began to trust another person with blind faith, a fanatic was born. To Noel, Chi-Hyun was a god-like entity, who she followed with absolute loyalty no matter what he did. And such blind faith often begot a plethora of misunderstandings, as was in this case. While Chi-Hyun had captured a hero with a good reputation and many accomplishments under his belt, Noel immediately jumped to the conclusion that the hero was in the wrong even though she hadn’t found any faults in the man herself.

Chi-Hyun hadn’t given Noel any updates or explanation to clear up the situation. Furthermore, Chi-Woo’s current condition was ragged at best. Even though he ate...