The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 213

The Divine Doctor of the Northern Heavens (213)

“What?”

Han Seolhwa, momentarily thinking she had misheard, cast a suspicious gaze at Byeok Hwa-ryeong.

However, all that came back was a cold look and a sharp voice.

“I’ve been watching, and you’re really going too far! Who gave you the right to tear our Beom Gaga apart and kill him?”

“……!”

Speechless and beyond dumbfounded, Han Seolhwa was momentarily at a loss for words.

It was then that Beom Gye-wi, who had been alternating glances between Han Seolhwa and Byeok Hwa-ryeong, subtly moved behind Byeok Hwa-ryeong.

As if waiting for it, Byeok Hwa-ryeong grabbed Beom Gye-wi’s arm.

“Let’s go, Beom Gaga.”

“Huh? Uh? Y-yes.”

Beom Gye-wi, nodding absentmindedly, followed Byeok Hwa-ryeong out of the hall.

It was then that Han Seolhwa, who had been standing blankly in a state of bewilderment, finally came to her senses.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Han Seolhwa, about to dart after Beom Gye-wi, hesitated.

It was because of Dan Ak-seon, who was holding her hand and shaking her head.

“You’re not really going to… kill Uncle Beom, are you?”

“…….”

“You wouldn’t. Right?”

Faced with Dan Ak-seon’s worried eyes, Han Seolhwa sighed deeply.

“Of course not. So, don’t worry. Nothing like that will happen.”

Han Seolhwa’s gaze turned to where Beom Gye-wi had disappeared.

‘Not right now, anyway.’

She couldn’t bring herself to say those words and simply swallowed them down.

Meanwhile, left alone, Beom Gye-wi suddenly felt uncomfortable with Byeok Hwa-ryeong before him.

Still, with a guilty conscience, he couldn’t dare to shake off her arm and could only fret anxiously.

Just moments ago, Byeok Hwa-ryeong had been glaring at him as if she would kill him.

As an awkward atmosphere settled, Byeok Hwa-ryeong spoke first.

“Do you dislike me that much? Enough to lie about being engaged to Sister Han?”

“W-well, that’s…”

As Beom Gye-wi stammered, unable to continue, Byeok Hwa-ryeong asked again.

“Please tell me honestly this time. If you dislike me that much, I’ll give up cleanly.”

Finally giving up everything, Beom Gye-wi decided to be honest.

“About that bet I made with you.”

“……?”

“Actually, I won.”

“Bet?”

“Yeah. The bet to make a lover within five years.”

Facing Byeok Hwa-ryeong, who was speechless with bewilderment and surprise, Beom Gye-wi continued with a bitter expression.

“You know Min So-rin, right? The daughter of the Yunnam Grand Shipyard.”

“……Could it be?”

Beom Gye-wi nodded.

“I dated her. Well, we ended up breaking up right before the wedding, though.”

Having revealed the truth, Beom Gye-wi cautiously observed Byeok Hwa-ryeong’s reaction.

No matter how much time had passed, he knew she would never let it go easily, given her personality.

And sure enough.

“So… that sly fox Min So-rin seduced Beom Gaga?”

“Huh? No, it’s not like she unilaterally seduced me, but…”

“Either way, you were thinking about marrying that girl, weren’t you?”

At the sight of Byeok Hwa-ryeong trembling with suppressed anger, Beom Gye-wi’s face stiffened with tension once again.

After a moment.

Byeok Hwa-ryeong, letting out a long sigh, gazed at Beom Gye-wi with a complex look.

“Was that why you were uncomfortable with me? Because So-rin is my friend?”

Byeok Hwa-ryeong asked again, as Beom Gye-wi reluctantly nodded.

“Then, have you never seriously considered a relationship with me?”

As Beom Gye-wi hesitated, unsure how to answer, Byeok Hwa-ryeong said,

“What if I bury that matter?”

“Really? Could you do that?”

Byeok Hwa-ryeong forced a smile at Beom Gye-wi’s doubtful expression.

It was a smile that held complex emotions.

“I’ll bury not only that matter but all other matters as well. So, please only think about me, Beom Gaga. That way, I’ll be able to hear your true feelings.”

“…….”

“Just once. And please seriously consider a relationship with me one last time. I think I deserve at least that much.”

Beom Gye-wi nodded.

He couldn’t deny the years and effort she had poured into him, no matter how much he wanted to.

“Alright. I’ll do that.”

“Then, give me your answer before I return to Hainan Island.”

With those words, Byeok Hwa-ryeong released Beom Gye-wi’s arm and stepped back.

As Beom Gye-wi stared blankly at Byeok Hwa-ryeong, who was turning and walking away, he suddenly spoke.

“But…”

“……?”

Beom Gye-wi hesitated for a moment, facing Byeok Hwa-ryeong, who turned back with a puzzled expression.

“I’ve never disliked you.”

At those words from Beom Gye-wi, Byeok Hwa-ryeong smiled quietly.

“I know.”

Byeok Hwa-ryeong nodded faintly.

Facing this, Beom Gye-wi was overcome with a strange sense of bewilderment.

Because she looked beautiful.

Byeok Hwa-ryeong, heading alone to her residence, could see Han Seolhwa waiting for her in the distance.

“I think I need to know what’s going on.”

Facing Han Seolhwa’s cold gaze, Byeok Hwa-ryeong offered a smile filled with apology.

“He seems to have lied to get rid of me.”

As Byeok Hwa-ryeong explained the conversations she had with Beom Gye-wi, a thick murderous aura flowed from Han Seolhwa’s entire body once again.

“He used my name for such a trivial reason?”

If one could kill with a look, Han Seolhwa’s gaze was exactly that.

Byeok Hwa-ryeong quietly called out to such Han Seolhwa.

“Sister.”

Byeok Hwa-ryeong pleaded with Han Seolhwa.

“Could you please overlook this matter for my sake? Give Beom Gaga some time. I’m begging you.”

Han Seolhwa was inwardly dumbfounded.

She couldn’t understand why Byeok Hwa-ryeong, who lacked nothing in terms of looks or background, was so hung up on Beom Gye-wi.

“What’s so good about that bald eunuch anyway?”

“Excuse me? Bald… what?”

At the sight of Byeok Hwa-ryeong, unable to close her mouth in astonishment, Han Seolhwa belatedly realized she had made a slip of the tongue.

And sure enough.

Byeok Hwa-ryeong’s gaze soon turned cold.

“Sister, no matter how angry you are, that’s too much to say.”

As Han Seolhwa panicked, Byeok Hwa-ryeong continued.

“There’s no way that manly Beom Gaga would be like that.”

While Han Seolhwa was contemplating whether to tell the truth.

Byeok Hwa-ryeong smiled.

“Let’s consider that old debt settled.”

“What?”

“Since you made a mistake too, please overlook Beom Gaga’s faults.”

Seeing Byeok Hwa-ryeong’s eyes, already in a flower garden [infatuated], Han Seolhwa realized that there was no use in telling the truth.

“Even at this moment, you’re thinking of that guy, no, Beom Gaga first?”

“That’s because that’s how I love Beom Gaga.”

At Byeok Hwa-ryeong’s words, Han Seolhwa wore a bitter smile.

“How can a person change in an instant? No words can shake my heart for Beom Gaga.”

“Really… no matter how bad the conditions are?”

Byeok Hwa-ryeong revealed her confidence towards Han Seolhwa, who still couldn’t shake off her doubts.

“Yes. I like Beom Gaga himself. Whether he’s bald or an eunuch, I’m willing to accept it if it’s Beom Gaga’s.”

Having said that much, Han Seolhwa couldn’t stop her any longer.

Byeok Hwa-ryeong bowed her head towards Han Seolhwa.

“I’m sorry for earlier. And thank you.”

“What are you thanking me for?”

It wasn’t difficult to guess why Byeok Hwa-ryeong was apologizing.

But no matter how she thought about it, there was no reason for her to thank her.

However, at Byeok Hwa-ryeong’s next words, Han Seolhwa frowned as if she had chewed on a bitter root.

“For not taking Beom Gaga away from me.”

“……!”

Han Seolhwa stared at Byeok Hwa-ryeong with shocked eyes.

Leaving her speechless with disbelief and absurdity, Byeok Hwa-ryeong turned away.

It was then that Han Seolhwa, who had been silent, looked up at the roof of the pavilion on the right.

Beom Gye-wi, standing on the roof with a complicated expression.

He couldn’t take his eyes off Byeok Hwa-ryeong as she walked away.

Confirming Beom Gye-wi’s appearance, Han Seolhwa shook her head.

“Even chopsticks have a pair…” [meaning even the most mismatched people can find each other].

Han Seolhwa, casting a displeased look, turned away, trying to suppress her anger.

* * *

The next morning.

Moyong Jin regained consciousness.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Byeok Hwa-ryeong, who was emitting a thick murderous aura beside him.

At first, Moyong Jin trembled as if struck by lightning, but soon he burst into tears and began to weep.

“Hic… I’m sorry.”

His hot tears, flowing down his cheeks as he lay there, soaked the pillowcase.

“Do you remember?”

At Byeok Hwa-ryeong’s cold voice, Moyong Jin could only nod without answering.

Even in his madness, the memories of brutally murdering the members of the Hainan Sword Sect, with whom he had spent many years, were vivid in his mind.

“…Kill me.”

That was all he could do, to beg like that.

“I will.”

Byeok Hwa-ryeong nodded with a cold look and continued her interrogation in a chilling voice.

“Tell me everything that happened.”

Moyong Jin, with a bleak heart, closed his eyes tightly and began to explain in detail the story he had experienced.

“It was when I was staying in a port village in Guangdong to suppress the Japanese pirates’ spies.”

Byeok Hwa-ryeong frowned as she listened to Moyong Jin’s story.

She couldn’t help but feel puzzled at the part where he woke up one day in an inn to find a secret manual placed by his pillow.

“At first, it was curiosity.”

He had always suffered from inferiority as a member of the Hainan Sword Sect for many years.

Although he was excellent as a sailor, his progress in martial arts was slower than others.

So, he couldn’t shake off the temptation of the secret manual.

“I started learning it because of greed… but when I came to my senses, I was uncontrollably consumed by demonic arts. From then on, I began to indulge in the martial arts within the manual as if possessed by something.”

“To resort to demonic arts!”

“Please believe me! I swear, I didn’t think it was demonic arts at first. If I had known, I would never have learned it.”

“That doesn’t erase your sins. What about the unfairly killed comrades and your subordinates? Their families? Finally, how will you take responsibility for the damage and fallen prestige of this sect?”

“I’m sorry. I have nothing to say even if I had ten mouths. Hic.”

Byeok Hwa-ryeong sighed with a heavy look at Moyong Jin, who was shedding tears of regret.

“Is there anything else to say?”

At this moment, Moyong Jin, who had been thinking about something for a while, suddenly opened his mouth.

“Gangmyeong.”

Dan Ak-seon, who had been guarding the patient just in case, was startled by those words.

“Did you just say Gangmyeong?”

Jin Yeong-san, who had treated the inner demon last time, had also mentioned the place name Gangmyeong.

Moyong Jin nodded.

“It was written at the very end of the manual.”

“Is that all you have to say?”

At Byeok Hwa-ryeong’s continued questioning, Moyong Jin nodded weakly.