Memorize

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"Hey, bitch, if you don't shut your pretty little mouth, I'm gonna kill you. Hmm?"

"Hey, asshole. If I were you, I'd keep my mouth shut out of guilt. I'd keep my mouth shut for the sake of my ass, and I'd keep my pretty little mouth shut for the sake of the mistake I made."

"Are these assholes really looking for death...."

All three had made mistakes, but from the start, Park Dong-Gul had been the one with the most animosity directed at him. Realizing the mood was turning against him, Park Dong-Gul eventually fell silent.

Just when it seemed we might escape one crisis, another argument erupted. At this point, it was almost as if they were personal enemies rather than just having a bad dynamic. The frustration that had subsided now surged back. Habitually reaching for a cigarette, I realized I didn't have any. The thought that cutting off Park Dong-Gul might actually help progress things became increasingly firm in my mind.

Even so, if I had decided to keep watching for now, then that was the right choice. After all, I had gone through so much trouble to bring everyone here, and returning to square one was definitely frustrating.

Regardless, the recent events would undoubtedly leave a mark on everyone's minds. How could I possibly unite these people? No matter how much I thought about it, no clear solution emerged. Ultimately, I concluded that we should leave the area for now. Strictly speaking, this place wasn't entirely safe either.

"Creeeak!"

Making a deliberately loud noise as I loaded the crossbow, I drew everyone's attention. After smoothly and nonchalantly loading an arrow, I exchanged glances with everyone and said,

"For now, it seems our priority should be to avoid those Dead… hmm, those monsters."

"Everyone already knows that. So what do you suggest we do?"

'This crazy bastard must be itching for a fight.'

I was tempted to shove an arrow into Park Dong-Gul's mouth on the spot, but I managed to hold back. If it had been just the two of us here, I might have broken his jaw by now.

"Right now, arguing is a waste of time when we should be working together. I'll take a look around. In the meantime, it might be better for you all to discuss and decide on a course of action."

My suggestion was reasonable and hard to argue against. Of course, I expected there would be questions. However, the person who asked them was unexpected.

"Why are you stepping away? If we're going to discuss things, it's better to do it together."

The question came from a cold-faced woman whom I hadn't initially noticed. She looked to be around my age or maybe a year or two younger. Seeing her, I couldn't help but recall someone with a familiar aura.

'For now, you guys can sort things out among yourselves.'

"…The monsters might come charging out like they did in the clearing. I'll stay on guard around the area just in case. So, please call me once you've sorted things out."

"…Just don't go too far."

Although her response was a bit delayed, I managed to avoid raising unnecessary suspicions. Besides, no one would object to the idea of someone keeping watch and reducing the risk.

After finishing my explanation, I slowly made my way to a concealed spot I had noticed on the way up. After putting some distance between myself and the group and hiding in the forest, I activated my magical senses. I could feel my entire body becoming more aware, with my sight and hearing increasing. While the group couldn't see me from this distance, I was able to observe them in detail, even catching the faintest sound of their breathing.

After I moved to my new position, a cold silence settled over the hill. The corpses of the Deadmen scattered below contributed to the grim atmosphere. No one was stepping forward, as if they were waiting for someone else to make the first move. Their expressions were all different, but the most notable was Park Dong-Gul. This time, he was wearing a serious expression, his face contorted in thought one moment and breaking into a wry smile the next. It made me wonder if he might be mentally unstable.

Time passed. In other novels or comics, the protagonist usually steps up to lead and everything turns out fine, but here, there was no clear leader among the group. Spending time like this wasn't a good strategy. As time went on, the anxiety within the group was bound to increase, and there was a risk that someone might lose their composure and act purely on instinct.

At that moment, two women stood up.

To my surprise, it was Lee Bo-Rim who cautiously stepped to the center of the group. The talkative woman, who had also stood, glanced at Lee Bo-Rim and then sat back down. It seemed she was willing to listen to what Lee Bo-Rim had to say. With a nervous glance around at everyone, Lee Bo-Rim slowly began to speak.

"You… you all saw the monsters just now. Honestly… when I first heard about them from the angel, I thought it was just a bad dream. But now, I have to accept the reality. Of course, I'm anxious. I'm so anxious that it feels like I'm going to go crazy. I feel that way, and I'm sure others do too."

No one seemed to challenge her. As if sensing that everyone was focused on her words, Lee Bo-Rim's voice gained strength.

"Honestly, we survived just now thanks to the person who went on watch. But that person can't be our sole support, just like the rest of us. I believe that instead of fighting among ourselves, we should seek a way to survive through cooperation."

Although it was a somewhat cliché statement, Lee Bo-Rim's words touched on the essence of what needed to be done. Her appeal seemed to shift the previously tense atmosphere slightly. Even Lee Shin-Woo, who had been silent and disheartened until now, finally spoke up.

"So, what do you think we should do next…?"

Although he trailed off, the meaning was clear enough. He was essentially asking her to provide some concrete suggestions since she was the one who had initiated the discussion. However, it seemed Lee Bo-Rim hadn't thought that far ahead, and she responded with a hesitant tone.

"Well… I'm not sure yet… But I hope we can avoid unnecessary arguments and calmly exchange opinions moving forward."

"I agree."

At that moment, Park Dong-Gul, who had been lurking like a predator eyeing its prey, took a step forward.

His expression was serious and calm, quite different from before. But I immediately furrowed my brows. Although it looked sincere at first glance, my instincts told me otherwise. I could see that his calm demeanor was a facade, a deceptive mask hiding his true intentions. It was clear to me that he was planning another sinister scheme.