Chapter 225
“Please accept the item the Yaksha entrusted to me.”
At Seol Su-Ah’s words, Jae-Hyeok’s expression darkened. “That day... did my father have a hunch about his end?”
A picture formed in his mind: his father silently preparing for the East Asian Gate Talks, fully aware he was walking into a dead end...
National Treasures were those who supported the country. How many people in the world could truly understand the weight of such responsibility? If only one in a thousand, or even one in ten thousand, could comprehend it, the Kang family wouldn't have endured such suffering for eight years.
Seol Su-Ah shook her head. “That isn’t it. This is something he entrusted to me long ago, far before the East Asian Gate Talks.”
She took out a glass orb the size of a baby’s fist from her inventory. Within it, a red energy swirled like a living creature.
“He was a warrior. He always understood that he could fall at any moment and had long prepared his affairs for that day.”
The Yaksha wandered the front lines of every battle and had straddled the threshold of death more times than anyone could count. So he, of all people, knew that death often came suddenly and senselessly
“Then this...”
“In fact, it’s his keepsake.”
The glass orb was a treasure that had been passed down from family head to successor, one generation after another. It was originally something that should’ve been passed down to Jae-Hyeok on the day of the Yaksha’s passing, but the Yaksha’s current condition wasn’t much different, and given the day’s events, Seol Su-Ah decided now was the time.
She handed the orb to Jae-Hyeok.