The Civil Servant Who Concealed Their True Strength Turns Out to be a Master of Possession - Chapter 229

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A Civil Servant Who Hides His Strength Is Exceptionally Good at Possession – Episode 229
“What scheme are you talking about… As you can see, I simply wanted to reunite two people who were old friends. It just happened that the opportunity presented itself.”
Sa Gong-seong had a reason for sending me an invitation to come here so readily.
Seon-i….
Because he had Seon-i with him.
He was confident he could shake me.
Sa Gong-seong offered tea to Seol Jo-yang and me as he spoke.
“Thank you for saving Seol Jo-yang. You’ve already greeted each other, haven’t you?”
At those words, I looked at Seol Jo-yang.
Was this all planned as well?
Did he make me witness Seol Jo-yang getting injured so that we would meet?
‘No.’
The situation Seol Jo-yang was in had been far too dangerous for that.
If he had pushed Seol Jo-yang to that extent—
‘These bastards aren’t even human.’
“Are there any other injuries?”
Sa Gong-seong asked, looking at Seol Jo-yang.
Seol Jo-yang shook her head, but Sa Gong-seong sighed and spoke.
“Jo-yang. You shouldn’t be doing such dangerous things. From next time, I’ll make sure we move faster. I’ve stationed medical staff in the adjacent room, so please get examined….”
“I’m fine. It didn’t hurt much. Rather, it’s this person who’s injured….”
Seol Jo-yang pointed at me.
Especially at my forehead.
Seeing that, Sa Gong-seong clicked his tongue.
“Right. We should make sure no scar remains on your forehead. Then, Jo-yang, please go to the adjacent room first, and we’ll treat this as well.”
At those words, Seol Jo-yang hesitated for a moment, then moved the wheelchair with eyes that showed some displeasure.
As the electric wheelchair left through the door, it opened by itself.
As if waiting, someone outside had opened it.
I watched Seol Jo-yang leave and glared at Sa Gong-seong.
“Where did Seon-i go?”
“Where would she go? She’s probably back at the party, enjoying the festivities. Lee Seon has deep faith. Wherever she is, she knows how to enjoy the grace and blessings of the True One. Before that…. In other words, when she first came to us, she was in a terrible state.”
“Terrible state meaning….”
“She was truly devastated. I heard she even had dark thoughts twice and went to the hospital.”
Sa Gong-seong spoke thus, looking at me with a pitying expression.
Seon-i… had dark thoughts?
I recalled that moment standing on the rooftop.
Had Seon-i felt the same way I did back then?
My chest ached as if a hole had been torn through it.
But all of this is what Sa Gong-seong wants. To shake my heart.
‘Get a grip.’
With that thought, I quietly gazed at Sa Gong-seong.
“You exploited that weakness to draw her into the religion.”
“Can you really call it weakness? The Lee Sun Sisters were practically the only ones who joined the Hunter’s Guild without the intention of becoming a hunter. Most people who enter the Hunter’s Guild do so with rather impure motives—the desire to become a hunter. Of course, being chosen isn’t an easy thing, but I can understand those people’s hearts as well. And the Gyoju also takes pity on such people.”
Takes pity on them?
So that’s why he sells that water and whatever else—to make money?
Especially by promoting it everywhere with magical stones?
Nonsense.
But the fact that Seon-i didn’t join to become a hunter was somewhat unexpected.
Seon-i must have struggled greatly after leaving both the professional team and the Athletes’ Village. I had assumed that if the Hunter’s Guild was the lifeline she grasped, she naturally would have wanted to become a hunter too—
“Then….”
“The Lee Sun Sisters were purely delighted when they heard that Lee Yu-ji was chosen by fate. They were truly heartbroken that Lee Yu-ji quit her athletic career after awakening and retired in disgrace.”
“…!”
Sa Gong-seong said this while grasping my hand with sorrowful eyes.
Chills ran down my spine, yet for some reason I couldn’t pull my hand away.
“The Lee Sun Sisters’ belief that Lee Yu-ji had become unhappy as a hunter changed when they met us.”
Sa Gong-seong smiled contentedly and patted the back of my hand.
“Through prayer, she found much peace, and has come to this point. We also hoped many times that Lee Yu-ji and the Lee Sun Sisters could meet, but until now she hadn’t found the courage. It seems she felt the time had come.”
“What do you mean by that? Are you saying that Seon-i and I meeting was her intention?”
My expression hardened.
Sa Gong-seong released my hand and tilted her head.
“Are you truly suggesting that we forcibly orchestrated a meeting between you two? How could that be? Surely you don’t think we were the ones who caused Seol Jo-yang to get injured.”
I had thought it.
Of course that’s what happened—
“My goodness. To harbor such suspicions. It’s unfortunate, but Seol Jo-yang does have a certain impatience. She was the first to receive a miracle from the Gyoju.”
A miracle.
That thing I saw in a YouTube video before.
Implanting someone else’s ability into another person—a kind of ‘theft.’
“Thanks to that miracle, Seol Jo-yang was saved. Of course, her legs couldn’t be saved, but the Seol Jo-yang who was said to be in a vegetative state was revived through the Gyoju’s power.”
“Seol Ok-gyun… or rather, the Gyoju can save even the dying?”
He’s practically Jesus himself.
It’s absurd.
The timing must have just coincidentally aligned.
This type of miracle is commonplace.
Find a hospital willing to lie about someone being in a vegetative state, admit them, and when they wake up, claim it’s a miracle. Or perhaps she wasn’t actually in a vegetative state, and they exaggerated things after she woke up.
“You don’t believe me.”
“Whether I believe it or not. Seol Jo-yang has her original family, doesn’t she? From what I’ve seen, Vice Guild Master Ryu Yeong-gyo…”
I recalled Ryu Yeong-gyo’s bitter expression.
She clearly still longed for Seol Jo-yang, her own daughter.
“She wants to have a proper conversation with her daughter.”
“We wish for that as well.”
“What?”
What do you—
“But Seol Jo-yang is firmly refusing. She believes that if she comes into contact with false ones, the power of her prayers will diminish. Didn’t I mention it? Seol Jo-yang is an impatient person. Every time the Gyoju performs a miracle, a ‘voice’ appears.”
A voice.
I recalled what Seol Jo-yang had said earlier.
That the voice could be heard, but also seen.
At first, I’d dismissed it as Seol Jo-yang’s hallucination, but now Sa Gong-seong was also using that strange phrase—’seeing the voice.’
“She wants to see that voice again. She desperately wants to witness another miracle. She’s impatient. Yet the Gyoju is preparing the time.”
“What do you mean by ‘preparing the time’?”
At my question, Sa Gong-seong smiled with a soft hiss.
That smile was so serene that my spine went cold.
“The time when dawn becomes morning. When things shrouded in darkness are revealed, and true hunters save the world. That is what the Gyoju awaits. And when that time comes, Seol Jo-yang’s legs will be restored.”
Ha.
So these bastards are the type to insist on rapture nonsense too.
So they’re saying there’s a set D-day for ‘salvation’ and ‘judgment,’ and we should prepare all our money for that time?
I thought I roughly understood the meaning of that unpleasant hymn now.
“From our perspective, Lee Yu-ji can also awaken when morning comes.”
“Yes, I suppose so.”
I looked down at the cold teacup.
Damn it.
My tea time with Seol Jo-yang was ruined.
Even if I possessed Sa Gong-seong, it wouldn’t be easy to learn anything within the time given to me.
That was when it happened.
Sa Gong-seong pulled out a laptop from the rectangular bag he’d brought in from the beginning.
“…?”
“Haven’t you ever thought about becoming stronger?”
“What do you mean?”
“We know too. Hunters like Choi Jun-gu—they’re not really heroes, just fakes imitating true heroes.”
What kind of friendly fire is this?
While I was bewildered.
Sa Gong-seong turned the laptop screen toward me.
“We don’t like fake hunters imitating true hunters. Really. So we want to help true hunters operate properly. For that, Lee Yu-ji needs to possess more power.”
I furrowed my brow and looked at the laptop screen Sa Gong-seong presented.
It contained densely packed files.
Could it be.
“Documents containing the corruption of numerous guilds—Taebaek Guild, Han-seong Guild, and many others. Documents containing the misdeeds of fake hunters who taint the world.”
My eyes widened.
Sa Gong-seong smiled with even clearer eyes than before and spoke.
“I want to give this to you, Lee Yu-ji. So you can possess true power.”

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