There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)
Chapter 362 - 354. [Kronos]

Chapter 362: Chapter 354. [Kronos]

The operator and the guard turned around swiftly when they heard the door closing. Curiously, they watched a figure walking from the door toward them.

The tension in their limbs loosened slightly, however, when they saw the figure was wearing a military outfit. "Huh? Who are you? We don’t know that someone will be sent here again; do you have a message for us or something?"

"Yes," the man replied in a firm voice but relaxed demeanor, further loosening their vigilance.

When the man was close enough that they could see his face, the guard exclaimed. "Hey, aren’t you that Night Star guy from Mobius? Major General Han Gyeong’s son?"

Again, the man only replied briefly. "Yes."

The guard scoffed inwardly. Geez--like father like son; they acted like they needed to pay for every word spoken. Well, this guy was probably here under his old man’s order. He did hear that this sudden check-up was ordered because the Major General was on his way to do some inspection.

"Don’t drop your guard, Gram," the other man, the one who had been checking on the system, said tensely while raising his gun, slowly charging it with his mana. His other hand was hovering above the emergency button on the side of the archival device.

"Huh, why?" the guard asked confusedly, but he still unseathed his sword and raised it in front of him.

"The Night Star had been missing for the past month," the operator said. "And someone had been taking data from the system."

"Are you saying it’s him?" the guard, Gram, widened his eyes, hand gripping the sword tighter.

"Well, he is suspiciously here, isn’t he?" the operator gritted his teeth. "There’s no reason for Major General to send him first when he’s going to come anyway."

Han Joon stopped when he heard it. The old man was coming? For a second, the star in his eyes flickered, before the black turned to void again.

"What are you doing here, Night Star?"

"I’m here to give you a message," Han Joon smiled. "You better get out of this place before it’s too late; that’s the message."

"What the hell are you even--"

"Grim, get ready to fight--ugh!" the operator groaned as he felt his hand fail to move, hovering just an inch away from the emergency button that would inform the guard post outside the dungeon of an intruder, as well as call all the corrupted hounds here.

He had meant to push it, but his limbs were suddenly tied up in a wire.

"Fuck--what is this?!" Grim was faring no better, hands tied tightly with his sword.

"At least, initially, I meant to convey that," Han Joon resumed his walk while the wire in the other espers’ limbs got tighter. "But then again, the fact that you’re here means you know what this system is, and what they do," the void-like black eyes shifted toward the operator. "At least, you are."

"Agh!" the gun in the operator’s hand got yanked away and flew forward, right into the soldier’s hand. At the same time, the arm hovering above the emergency button was pulled together to his hips, tied by a wire that pressed painfully to his skin.

"Erin--urk!"

The sword clanked loudly to the ground as the guard instinctively grabbed his neck, clawing the wire tightly coiling around his neck.

"You," the black eyes shifted again, staring at the choking esper. "I don’t know how much you know, but..."

"A...ack--"

"You seem useless," Han Joon clenched his fist and the wire tightened so much the guard’s neck turned purple and then red in the next second.

"Grim--!"

Before the operator’s shout finished coming out of his mouth, the guard’s body had already slumped down, gurgling blood and choked breath. But Erin had no time to grieve--if he felt any--because the military’s silent killer was approaching him.

"Y-you--what are you doing?! Aren’t you Sir Han’s son?!"

"I am," Han Joon replied dryly. That’s why he has to be the one who does this. He turned his head toward the archive device. "You; show me how to send things from here to an outside account."

"You think you can get away with what you’ve done?" the operator barked. "Anything sent out will be recorded, including the address of the account you’ll send it to."

"I know that much," the dry tone sounded cold in the operator’s ears. The black eyes showed nothing but the determination of someone ready to face his end anytime soon.

Honestly, Erin couldn’t help but shudder in dread as speculations formed in his head. "You...you’re crazy..."

Han Joon turned his head; the deep smile that suddenly formed in that otherwise expressionless face was eerie. "That’s a given."

Again, Erin felt the hair on his nape stood up. In the next second, he was getting yanked by the painful wire that seemed to ready to slice his skin at any moment, sent to the front of the archival device.

"Since you have a gist of how crazy I am," Han Joon tilted his head, "Why don’t you start working."

"Fuck--you’re going to kill me anyway!"

"Maybe," that eerie smile was back again, as the wire on Erin’s hand unraveled to form a loop that circled the man’s neck. "But you have a choice of experiencing it instantly, or for a very very long time."

Godsdamnit! Erin cursed under his breath. Wasn’t the Night Star known to be calm and courteous; a model soldier? Who was this devil in front of him?!

Fine, let’s just do this. He knew the Major General was on his way, so if he just stalled for time--

"For every thirty seconds you take, the wire will get tightened."

Fuck!

Erin’s newly free hand flew swiftly to the control panel. He could feel it in his bones, that this man did not say that just to threaten him--he would definitely do it.

Yeah, right. This man was definitely the son of that Major General. The cruelty was inherent in their blood.

True to his word, the moment thirty seconds passed the wire was tightening. Just slightly, but he felt like his skin had been torn already. "Wha...what kind...which one do you want to--"

"Everything."

"What?! It’ll take too lo--urk!" Erin tried to turn his head, but it caused his neck to rub the wire, so he just did as he told and prayed that it didn’t take too long for the system to load--for his neck’s sake.

"The...the address..." Erin stuttered as the wire tightened up more.

Han Joon shoved a card with a single hand-written address there. Erin entered the address carefully, making sure there was no mistake so he wouldn’t have to repeat the process all over again. He recognized the address was pointed to somewhere in Althrea, but he had no leeway to think much of it at this moment. Now, all he needed to do was input the passcode to send everything out. Whether this man would let him go or kill him, he just wished it would happen fast.

That was what he thought. But when all that was left to do was press the sent button, the door suddenly opened. Normally, he would have screamed with joy that help finally came, but in the next second, he screamed in agony instead, as mana-condensed bullets struck his body.

Despite the situation, Han Joon calmly pressed the sent command himself as he peeked behind the man he used as a shield. The moment he lowered the lifeless body, he could see half a dozen hounds dashed toward him while snarling, completely ignoring the man standing at the door.

"What a lovely reunion, Major General," Han Joon smiled and threw the operator’s body toward the pack of hounds. He lifted the other esper’s body with his wire and threw that one too, sending them tumbling against the pack of hounds.

Two of them still charged at him, however, so he jumped away from the archival device while brandishing his wire to slice the incoming hounds. But as Han Gyeong walked further inside the big room, more hounds came bursting inside.

"You kept on disappointing me, Joon," Han Gyeong said with palpable displeasure.

"Must be running in your genetics," the soldier smirked, jumping back and up to a pillar, moving his wire with one hand and sticking a formation sheet on the back of the pillar with another.

While his son was being chased by corrupted beasts, Han Gyeong walked nonchalantly toward the archival device, checking the screen to see the system had just succeded in sending its data to an account.

"I see you were trying to send this data out," he looked at the screen coldly, glancing at Han Joon, who was in the middle of jumping to another pillar, making sure the hounds were staying in front of him.

"Do you know it will get sent in encrypted files? How long do you think the receiver will take to decipher it?" Han Gyeong scoffed. "Before they could succeed, we’d already find and silence them."

"Is that so?"

Han Joon’s reply came with a mocking tone, and Han Gyeong turned around to follow his son’s movement with an exasperated gaze. "I know you’re never the bright one, but I don’t know you are this foolish."

Han Joon let out a chuckle as he leaped into the air and brandished the wire in both hands, creating a deadly net that barred the hounds from catching up to him. "I found this place, didn’t I?"

"From sneaking into someone’s home and stealing their documents?" the old man clicked his tongue. "You’re just a thief."

Han Joon almost paused at this information. Sneaking to whose house? All of the information he got from sneaking around the military base. It only took him a second, however, to figure out what might be happening.

So his darling was making a move? He couldn’t hold the smile blooming on his lips as he placed another formation sheet on the wall behind him.

"Stop disgracing me, Han Joon," his father, however, loathed the smile on his lips. The old man had always been displeased if he showed any kind of emotions, even now. "You’re still my son, so I won’t kill you if you just surrender."

"Pfft--" Han Joon, feeling the joy of infuriating his father intentionally, just snorted openly now. "So you’ll kill me if I don’t?" he asked mockingly while leading the hounds away from the wall, heading into the center of the room where the pedestal holding the core was.

Han Gyeong watched his son climb the structure toward the enclosed tube holding the core. "If I have to," he said coldly.

"For this?" Han Joon slammed his palm on the back of the tube, for the first time in his life showing his father an angry face. Disgust. Grievance. "So you’ll kill me or Shin without batting an eye if our names come up?"

"Don’t be foolish," Han Gyeong dismissed his son’s words with a sneer. "You have to matter first to be a target."

"Hah!" Han Joon already knew that his father was heartless. But today he knew the profundity of his old man’s moral squalor. "So you have no qualms about sacrificing your sons for power and authority, huh?"

Han Gyeong exhaled slowly. "You won’t understand it," he shook his head with so much sincerity that it felt like a mockery. "You have to be on the top first to know."

Han Joon raised his brow dumbfoundedly, before bursting into laughter. Raising his hands and sending mana along his wire, he bared his real face in front of his father for the first time.

"Oh, I’m so glad I never have to."

And rushed to the man he vowed to never call a father again.

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