Early in the morning, with the chill of dawn making us sniffle, nearly three hundred survivors gathered in front of Shelter Silence's first line of defense.

Kim Hyeong-Jun, Do Han-Sol and I were organizing the preparations, arranging our underlings around the survivors.

I ordered my underlings to pull the carts loaded with heavy, bulky items, so that the survivors would be able to travel as lightly as they could.

Hwang Ji-Hye, Lee Jeong-Uk, and Hwang Deok-Rok reassured the survivors and let me know that we were ready to depart.

Kang Eun-Jung was laughing with Kang Ji-Suk and the other members of Shelter Hae-Young. She seemed to have recovered.

So-Yeon, standing next to me, looked up at me curiously.

“Daddy, where are we going?”

I smiled happily and held her in my arms.

“We’re moving to a new home.”

“A new home? Like the time you brought the principal over?”

Her question brought up some memories.

I remembered the early days when I’d been fighting desperately, not yet able to speak, and too weak to take care of the black creature in order to save the principal, the elder, and the teens from the high school. Back then, I’d told So-Yeon that we would be moving to a new place so that she wouldn’t have to be nervous even when I wasn't around.

To me, these memories were in the past, but it seemed like they held a special place in her heart.

So-Yeon remembered everything I’d said.

I realized why people always said...