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"Don’t tell me…?! Was the news report referring to you? All that stuff about Florence Academy, Satanists, miracles, and a person coming back to life even after a hole was punched through their gut?”
“Yeah. You didn’t know about that all this time? Isn’t it obvious that it’s me?”
“How was I supposed to know when your face didn’t show up? And they didn’t reveal the real name either. Also, I don’t pay attention to news articles that are biased toward the Romanican Church.”
"Why not?"
"Because I feel like I would throw up if I did... Ah, but that’s not important. More importantly, does that mean you almost died?”
I nodded and said, “I basically died and came back to life.”
Soo-Yeong nodded and looked at me with a frown. It was a face that seemed to indicate that she had no idea what was going on inside my head, which was understandable.
"...You crazy bastard."
"Watch your language. You’ve become far more unhinged just because we haven’t seen each other for a few months.”
"It’s not like I said anything wrong, right? What would have happened to the Voodoo Cult if you really died?"
"Do I look like a dead person to you? I’m still alive, you know.”
“Argh, you…! I’m talking about the possibility. If you die, then no one would be able to use the power of the Loa, and the Voodoo Cult would just perish!”
Soo-Yeong's words were absolutely correct. Seven years ago, when my father, who was the Second Cult Leader, died, and my mother, who was the Prophet, was captured, the Voodoo Cult quickly collapsed as a result. If I, the Cult Leader who succeeded my father, had quickly reorganized the cult, then the situation might have turned out far better.
However, I took one year trying to deal with the voices of various Loa. I had been partially mentally insane during that time. The impact that the sudden death of a leader had on a religion was quite significant. According to my uncle, if my identity was exposed while trying to free my mother and Ha Pan-Seok’s son, who were imprisoned in the underground prison, then a second Holy War would break out, and I would certainly die.
Of course, I had no intention of dying so easily. For now, I had to find a method to rescue my mother without starting another Holy War. If I still wasn’t able to find a method to save my mother without starting a Holy War, I would still...
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