Chapter 53
Eun Yuri hesitated before speaking.
“Just because I am tolerating you, please don’t think that I have forgiven you.”
“Of course. All I want is… a chance to show you that I’ve become a different person.”
“Alright. I’ll agree to you participating in the quest.”
Eun Yuri spoke in a subdued voice.
“But this doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven you.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Mason discreetly observed Eun Yuri’s expression.
Just as redemption was not a common occurrence, forgiveness was not easy either.
Eun Yuri seemed to need time.
“Then… does he have anything more to say?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
Liza gestured. Then, Yun Piljung stood from his seat and bowed his head in greeting.
“I’ll see you again later.”
As Yun Piljung walked away, color began to return to Eun Yuri’s face.
She realized this and gave a self-deprecating smile.
“Am I being too narrow-minded?”
“No, not at all.”
Mason said in a calm tone.
“Whether they repent or not, forgiveness is not an obligation. It’s not easy, so it’s natural to hesitate to make a decision.”
“…Yes.”
Eun Yuri slumped back in her chair.
Sung Kijun looked at Liza.
“Alright, let’s move on to the next topic…What did you come here to talk about?”
“I have something to discuss privately with Raid Leader Mason.”
“With me?”
Mason felt puzzled. But only for a moment.
“…No, I guess there is something you would want to talk to me about.”
Eun Yuri asked cautiously.
“What is it?”
“Sorry, it’s a personal matter.”
“…Alright.”
Mason looked at Liza.
“Shall we change locations?”
“Yes.”
Liza looked out the window.
A car was waiting there, with a driver.
“Let’s go.”
Mason said goodbye to Eun Yuri and Sung Kijun.
“See you later.”
“Yes…”
As they got into the car, Liza said.
“The driver is also one of our people. You can rest assured.”
“Okay.”
The car started moving as soon as he answered.
Mason asked.
“Eric, no, Yun Piljung, what happened to him?”
“He became a pseudo-human. A werewolf, one of the shapeshifters.”
“Is species value included in the level limit…?”
“It seems that as physical potential blossoms, it also reflects in the level limit. Of course, there are individual differences.”
Mason frowned.
“Did you get… his consent?”
“We did. He is now one of our clan.”
“Then it’s none of my business.”
Mason crossed his arms.
“Andrei said you have a complicated relationship with her.”
“Yes.”
“Can you tell me what you mean by complicated?”
“Before that, may I ask you one thing?”
Mason nodded.
“Go ahead.”
“Raid Leader Mason, you forgave Eric Yoon. Eun Yuri hasn’t forgiven Yun Piljung yet.”
They entered a tunnel at that moment. Shadows from the tunnel lights flickered across Liza’s face as she looked ahead.
“If Eun Yuri can’t forgive Yun Piljung until the very end, what would Raid Leader Mason do?”
“On the premise that Yun Piljung is truly remorseful?”
“Yes.”
“He will tell you that he truly regrets it.”
“Even then, what if Eun Yuri can’t forgive him until the very end? What if Yun Piljung is genuinely remorseful and has truly become a good person, but she still can’t forgive him?”
“That’s…”
Mason felt his words catch in his throat.
It wasn’t a question he could answer easily.
“…I don’t know.”
“I understand it’s not a simple matter. However, I want to hear Raid Leader Mason’s answer.”
“Why?”
Liza turned her head to look at Mason. Her empty eyes were like tunnels, absorbing the light.
“Because I couldn’t forgive.”
At that moment, his conversation with Yekaterina flashed through Mason’s mind.
The night of the superhuman declaration, the night Yekaterina leaned on Mason’s shoulder. She had spoken in a sorrowful voice.
She had confessed that she had made Adolf Hitler a king. And because of that, Adolf Hitler had committed atrocities against the pseudo-humans.
Yekaterina was the perpetrator. Unintentional, a mistake, filled with regret, but still the perpetrator.
And if there was a perpetrator… there was also a victim.
“Auschwitz…?”
Mason said, almost groaning, and Liza confirmed with silence.
Instead of any elaborate explanation, Liza’s empty eyes spoke volumes.
About what she had experienced.
A person who had endured pain no one should ever have to bear was sitting right before Mason’s eyes.
“Please tell me. If the Heavenly King’s prophecy is true, if you are truly the superhuman who will be our savior, please teach me.”
The victim was asking now.
“If we simply cannot forgive, what are we supposed to do?”
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It was a heavy question.
In his entire life, Mason had never even imagined a question heavier than this.
The tunnel lights flickered, distorting their figures. To Mason, struggling to breathe, Liza didn’t look like the beautiful woman she usually was. She looked like something else entirely.
“Humans have always said, if you’re not human, you have no right to live in the human world. So we lived in hiding, fleeing into the realms of mystery and the unknown.”
A ruined landscape, scorched by a great fire. A lone wooden statue, charred but still standing amidst the ashes.
“But humans finally acquired science and knowledge. Having conquered even mystery and the unknown, they finally declared…”
The statue’s face was contorted in pain, a silent scream frozen in wood. Thick, black smoke swirled around it like a shroud.
“You have no right to live.”
The broken statue of a destroyed world stared at Mason.
“That was the reason my race, countless pseudo-humans, went extinct.”
She was asking why this had happened, how to endure this pain.
“Please tell me. Having lost everything we should never have lost, what are we supposed to do?”
“That…”
Mason spoke involuntarily, startled by his own dry, cracked voice.
“That…”
Mason tried to say something. Anything.
But all that came out was a rasping breath.
He was being crushed.
“Please tell me, Mason. Superhuman of a more enlightened world. Please tell me the answer you found.”
Liza’s calm words carried an overwhelming weight that crushed Mason.
“In the future, did you overcome hatred? Whether it was through wisdom, courage, love, or tolerance… did you ultimately transcend hatred? Did you achieve what I could never do?”
“…”
“If so… what am I supposed to do?”
Mason knew what answer she wanted.
That they had all overcome it, so she too could overcome it someday.
No one could verify that lie, because only Mason knew that world.
So he almost spoke the words.
‘No.’
Mason clenched his fists.
The words she longed to hear, the words he could offer her…
They were lies.
If he didn’t confront this question head-on, Mason could never become the person he wanted to be.
“…In our world, there was no hatred, no animosity. But… that wasn’t because we had overcome hatred and animosity. It was simply because we rarely encountered other people. We didn’t form deep enough relationships to harbor such feelings. There was no reason for hatred or animosity to arise.”
Mason said with a complicated expression.
“Whatever answer you expected from me… whatever answer you sought in our time… I can’t give you that answer…”
Liza’s face remained expressionless as she spoke.
“I see.”
The tunnel ended, but the sky was still gray.
Liza sank back into her seat and stared straight ahead.
Her elegant profile was as beautiful as a marble statue of a goddess.
Like someone who had never been broken…
“…I’m sorry.”
Mason muttered with a bitter smile.
He couldn’t say anything else but”I’m sorry.”
“Raid Leader Mason, you faced my question sincerely, and I thank you for that.”
But Liza only responded with her usual calmness.
“However… it seems it wasn’t a question with an answer after all.”
“…”
Pitter-patter… pitter-patter… plop…
Raindrops began to hit the car window.
At the same time, the car stopped.
It was in front of the Revengers’ raid building.
Liza got out of the car and opened the door on Mason’s side.
Liza didn’t say a word, and Mason couldn’t speak.
Like a bull with a ring through its nose, Mason listlessly stepped out of the car. Liza got back in and drove away.
As if they had never met, she left without a trace.
Mason stood there.
Like someone with no strength to move.
Pitter-patter… pitter-patter… plop…
The scattered raindrops turned into a heavy downpour.
Mason stood there.
Like someone with no reason to move.
“…”
He just stood there.
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Swoosh…
It was Deroa, with a steaming hot bun in her mouth, who found Mason standing in the rain.
“Whoa?”
Deroa was so startled that she spat out the bun.
“Oh, you scared me! Hey, Big Guy! What are you doing?!”
“…”
“Did you pee your pants or something? Why are you standing here in the rain?”
“…Deroa.”
Mason’s mumbled voice was dry and cracked. Sensing something was wrong just from his voice, Deroa reached out her small hand and patted Mason’s back.
“…I don’t know what happened, but let’s go inside. Come on, let’s go in.”
“…”
With no strength to resist, Mason’s massive frame was led by Deroa’s tiny hand.
“Take a shower first.”
Deroa headed towards the training room.
Andrei was in the middle of working out in the training room.
“Boss, Deroa.”
Andrei greeted them nonchalantly but was startled to see Mason’s state.
“…What happened?”
“I don’t know either.”
Deroa, exhausted from dragging Mason along, said with a huff.
“Wash him up. I can’t go into the men’s bath with you.”
“Uh, yeah. Alright.”
Andrei took Mason to the shower room.
Swoosh…
Water rained down on Mason’s head. This time, it was hot water.
“What happened?”
After a long silence, Mason finally spoke, just as Andrei was starting to get impatient.