The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 451

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 451
Bang Yoo-seong.
A blood relative born into the Yoryeongbangga and the First Young Master. Moreover, the figure who currently occupies the position of Younger Master.
The sole child of the legitimate wife in this chaotic household, and he is known for being the spitting image of the Lord of the Clan.
The saying that he resembles the Lord of the Clan—who lives solely on his handsome face—means he is absurdly, impossibly beautiful.
But it also means he inherited far too many things he should never have inherited.
As the saying goes, a tiger’s child is a tiger.
A dog’s child is a dog—and that was perfectly demonstrated by….
‘My older brother.’
Bang Yoo-seong, the Younger Master of the Bang clan.
‘Brother.’
In my childhood, before I had even recovered my past-life memories, there was a day when I asked Bang Yoo-seong something.
‘Oh, so our youngest has something to ask his older brother.’
‘I’m curious about something.’
‘Go ahead, ask me anything.’
I watched Bang Yoo-seong speak with such confidence, and as a child, I asked him.
‘Why are you always drunk?’
I was genuinely curious.
I took in the sight of liquor bottles scattered across the floor and pinched my nose against the sharp, acrid stench of alcohol that permeated the space.
I had never seen this man when he wasn’t intoxicated.
‘Ahahaha! So that’s what you were wondering about!’
Bang Yoo-seong laughed at my question and answered.
He reached out and touched my face. Ugh, the smell of alcohol made me want to retch.
‘The reason is this.’
Bang Yoo-seong, who had been pinching my cheeks like mochi, said this.
‘The world is too bitter, so I drink to make it sweet and live well!’
It was nonsense. And he called that an answer.
To a younger brother not even ten years old, no less.
Moreover, this man also loved women. Being as handsome as Father, most of the girls his age in the Current Location….
‘Either fell for Bang Yoo-seong.’
Or were about to fall for him.
Or would be made to fall for him.
It was one of those three.
And the biggest problem was.
‘…he gambled too.’
He loved gambling far too much. Since Father and this brother were the primary reasons the Bang clan was destroyed, what more could I say.
The day I discovered he had stolen my emergency fund that I had carefully saved and squandered it on gambling debts.
That day was when I decided to run away from home.
This place was truly a complete mess.
I had to escape from this wretched, beggar-like household.
The reason I was kept alive by that sentiment alone was Bang Yoo-seong.
“…Brother.”
That man was now standing before me.
Captured by Gwima, no less.
“…What are you doing here?”
“Ah, come on. You’re our youngest!”
I flinched at his smile as he looked at me. Just as I expected.
“Have you been drinking again?”
The stench of alcohol emanated from him. Overwhelmingly so. I hadn’t even hoped otherwise. I’d wondered if perhaps he might not be intoxicated, but that was a futile expectation.
“No, no. Just a little. Just a tiny bit!”
“People don’t end up in this state from just a little drinking.”
“I really did drink just a little. Less than usual.”
From the words “less than usual,” I could discern the truth. He’d simply guzzled it down with gusto.
Yes, that’s possible. Not that it matters.
“What are you doing here?”
Why was this man here? It was quite a distance from Yeolyeong, where the Bang estate should be located.
Why was someone who should be holed up in the Bang estate or gambling at the Current Location out here?
So I asked out of curiosity.
“Ah, well! A friend of mine happens to live nearby!”
“…A friend?”
“Yes, yes. I came to visit and had a drink.”
“…Brother has a friend?”
I was taken aback. This man has a friend? That couldn’t be right.
‘All men hate him.’
The men of Yeolyeong trembled at the mere mention of Bang Yoo-seong. His peers especially.
How could it be otherwise?
‘Every woman he likes ends up liking Bang Yoo-seong instead.’
They either liked him or would come to like him.
In reality, that was accurate. I couldn’t even count how many romantic relationships had been shattered by Bang Yoo-seong’s mere existence.
I recalled Bang Yoo-seong returning with a bruised face all the time. When I asked why, he said he’d been beaten by men.
The reasons were all similar. I didn’t even want to explain them.
So did he have female friends then?
‘Where would such a thing exist?’
For Bang Yoo-seong, women could never be friends. Which meant friends simply didn’t exist in that man’s life.
“You brat!? I have friends too, you know.”
“Seeing you talk nonsense, you really are drunk. Where do you have friends?”
“Where? Near Baek Yong Mountain.”
“….”
Upon hearing this, I ran my hand through my hair.
“…Baek Yong Mountain is on the opposite side from here.”
A place close to Yeolyeong. At least, it was far from here.
“Huh? Is that so?”
“…Ah, what a nuisance.”
I exhaled a sigh and accepted Bang Yoo-seong from Gwima.
-Gwima.
-Yes, Heavenly One.
-…I shall handle this man myself.
-As you wish.
Gwima quietly withdrew. Holding Bang Yoo-seong, I turned toward my companions.
“Where are you going?”
“Please just stay still.”
Later, I would come to regret one thing here.
Not knocking Bang Yoo-seong unconscious before leaving.
That became a profound regret.

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“Oh my! Please take good care of my brother!”
The moment we returned to camp, Bang Yoo-seong shouted to my companions. Everyone’s attention snapped toward the sudden stranger.
“Aha ha. I am Bang Yoo-seong. Pleased to meet you. Pleased to meet you.”
Watching Bang Yoo-seong greet everyone as he moved about, I realized my mistake. Ah, I should have knocked him out and forgotten.
“Brother, please just stay….”
“My. This fellow has a different air about him. What is this?”
It was Dok-ryong. Dok-ryong, who had been preparing food, wore a bewildered expression at Bang Yoo-seong’s appearance.
Next, I checked on Yoo Yeon sitting beside him.
“Ohhh….”
The atmosphere suddenly shifted.
“Young lady.”
His voice suddenly changed.
“How does such a beautiful young lady find herself in such a shabby and dark place?”
I seriously considered breaking his shins. Genuinely.
“…It is cold and harsh here. Rather than staying in such a place, come with me to somewhere warmer….”
“…That’s Hong Daecheon.”
“What?”
At my words, Bang Yoo-seong looked at me.
“She’s Hong Daecheon. She used to live at our house before.”
“…Hong Daecheon? Who is Hong Daecheon….”
Bang Yoo-seong paused, trying to recall.
“…Ah, that Daecheon?”
“Yes.”
“This young lady is Daecheon?”
“Yes.”
“….”
Bang Yoo-seong looked at Yoo Yeon again, and she nodded in response to his gaze.
“…Ah, is that so?”
His expression suddenly turned flat, all enthusiasm draining away in an instant. Could a person really change like that so quickly…?
“What’s this? Daecheon! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you!”
Then he tried to wrap his arm around Yoo Yeon’s shoulders. Seeing that, she immediately put distance between them.
“Oof!”
Bang Yoo-seong lost his balance and tumbled forward. It was quite an ungraceful sight. I felt embarrassed on his behalf.
“Ouch…. So Daecheon is quite shy, isn’t she?”
Was this merely shyness? I still found this man’s shamelessness remarkable.
“After so long seeing my older brother. Ah, wait. Now you’re my older brother? Older brother, how can you not even greet….”
“Come.”
I decided this had gone far enough and dragged Bang Yoo-seong away.
“Ack!”
As Bang Yoo-seong was dragged along, his neck caught in my arm.
“Ugh….”
He struggled as if gasping for breath.
“Sir. Please take a nap.”
“Gah…!”
I applied pressure and knocked him unconscious. I dropped Bang Yoo-seong’s limp body to the ground. He fell like a sheet of paper, sprawling across the earth.
“….”
“….”
Silence swept through the space. No one spoke as they looked at me.
The atmosphere felt terribly awkward.
“…It’s fine, so please ask.”
It was Yoo Yul who immediately asked at my words.
“So… he’s our junior’s older brother?”
“Would you believe me if I said no?”
“…That would be difficult, wouldn’t it?”
That was Yoo Yul for you.
One of the most peculiar people I knew, yet even he was asking me with a considerably flustered expression.
From that alone, I could understand what Bang Yoo-seong’s existence meant.
“Hang in there.”
“What do you mean…?”
I even received encouragement. This was absurd. What was I supposed to hang in for…? To endure that my brother is my brother? I never expected to receive encouragement for this.
“…But, how did you end up meeting your brother….”
“…I’m curious about that too.”
“What?”
“I just saw him wandering around, so I brought him along.”
“…Huh?”
You don’t understand? Neither do I.
But it was real.
I dragged my brother back from wandering around. Absurdly enough, this is the truth.
“First, when he wakes up, I’ll ask him what happened. It seems like more companions might be added, so I’m asking for your understanding in advance.”
Part of me wants to abandon him and leave, but I can’t do that. Can I?
‘Should I just leave him behind?’
The temptation was brushing past me.
“That’s something the person in charge—my junior—can decide for himself.”
Yoo Yul approached casually and asked.
“What about something else?”
“Something else?”
I was wondering what he meant.
“The smell of blood.”
“….”
“What happened?”
My eyes narrowed at Yoo Yul’s words. He seemed to have noticed something about me. And it wasn’t just him.
‘Yoo Yeon is watching too.’
Yoo Yeon was staring at me intently. Her expression was blank, but I could tell she sensed something from me just as Yoo Yul had.
“I’ll explain later.”
“Fine.”
Yoo Yul responded as if he didn’t care, and with a sense of relief, I picked up the collapsed Bang Yoo-seong.
“I’ll throw this guy into the supplies wagon.”
The smell of alcohol was too strong to leave him here. I carried him along. I planned to toss him in the supplies wagon and have a conversation once he woke up.
‘Found it.’
I spotted the one in the corner among the lined-up wagons and headed there.
I hurled Bang Yoo-seong inside.
Thud—!
A loud sound echoed, but I didn’t care. I turned to leave.
“Ugh.”
“…?”
A sound came from inside. I thought it might be Bang Yoo-seong’s voice, but it absolutely wasn’t. It was much thinner and higher-pitched.
Why would such a voice come from inside?
I quickly entered the wagon. Looking inside, I saw the situation.
Bang Yoo-seong, drunk and unconscious, was sprawled face-down inside the wagon.
And beneath him, something appeared to be pinned.
“Ugh…. Hngh.”
“….”
I grabbed Bang Yoo-seong with my hand and moved him aside. His body swayed lifelessly. The figure pinned beneath him came into view.
“…No.”
I was left speechless.
The being I had just pinned down, whose face had turned ghastly pale, was smaller than I had anticipated.
She appeared to be around thirteen years old. The young girl with pale blue eyes that radiated no power whatsoever glared at me while grinding her teeth.
“What are you suddenly doing! You startled me.”
I questioned her in response to her outburst.
“That’s what I should be asking you….”
I looked at the young girl with bewilderment, or rather.
“…What exactly are you doing here?”
I asked Gungwi.

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