The next day.
A rebuttal article was published by the Assassins’ Guild just like Hao Win had said. The Assassins' Guild had narrated the event that happened in the bar listing numerous testimonies as evidence.
In particular, the information news report that they distributed to every corner of Haramark emphasized the fact that a news article meant to slander Seol Jihu had already been written before the conflict at the bar even took place.
In other words, the influential guild had not only suppressed the commotion, but fanned it considerably to deal a blow to the mastermind behind the scheme.
Now that they had raised enough awareness, public opinion would not be shaken easily. Even if a similar event happened again, the people that remembered this case would not blindly believe the rumors, but be skeptical and think, ‘This again?’
Through this incident, an invisible barrier was formed around Seol Jihu for a while.
Seol Jihu also received news that Seo Yuhui woke up by the time he left the royal palace.
Of course, he hadn’t forgotten to find King Prihi and General Jan Sanctus to express his gratitude.
One thing he didn’t quite understand was why Jan Sanctus suddenly started singing about Princess Teresa’s greatness or mentioning marriage cases between Earthlings and Paradisians…
Prihi strongly suggested that if Seol Jihu wished for it, he would let him borrow a wagon and the royal military band. However, Seol Jihu turn him down.
He wanted to quietly return home without causing a commotion.
"I’m back."
"You're finally here?"
The Carpe Diem office was the same as usual.
Jang Maldong must have carefully kept the atmosphere in check, as the once chaotic air had settled down.
Seeing Seol Jihu immediately go into his room upon arriving, Jang Maldong let out a sigh.
"It’s not surprising, I suppose. It was his first time being exposed to this side of Paradise… he must be distressed.”
Jang Maldong spoke worriedly.
As he himself had almost retired from Paradise after being unable to endure its hideosity, there was no one who could understand Seol Jihu’s current emotions better than Jang Maldong.
"But he doesn’t look that distressed.”
Phi Sora shrugged after having a peek inside Seol Jihu’s room.
Jang Maldong’s eyes widened.
"Really?"
"Yep. He’s just sitting at his desk studying a map.”
"A map?"
Jang Maldong narrowed his eyes. Phi Sora commented that she had no clue why he was looking at it before plopping down next to Jang Maldong.
"Grandpa. I have something I’m really curious about. Can I ask?”
"What makes you put on such a serious face? It’s not like you.”
"Seol Jihu, that person. Does he suffer from multiple personality disorder?”
"Huh?"
Jang Maldong stared at her with a face that plainly asked ‘What bullshit are you spouting all of a sudden?’
“I mean, am I wrong?"
Pouting, Phi Sora turned to face Seol Jihu’s room.
She didn’t know why, but the image of Seol Jihu sitting straight in a chair and being immersed in the map was clearly engraved in her mind.
After thinking carefully about the reason, Phi Sora squeaked in an uncertain voice.
"He’s just so different when he’s in Paradise compared to when he’s on Earth.”
*
The second day.
Sicilia paid a visit to the Carpe Diem office.
Like Cinzia said before, Agnes had come to hand over the four men that had provoked them in the bar.
"Fuck, I’ve waited for this day to come.”
Chohong spit on her hands and rubbed her palms together while letting out a dark laugh.
Hugo was warming himself up, huffing and puffing, while Phi Sora went to make popcorn.
Seol Jihu and Jang Maldong were sitting on the couch watching Agnes, who had visited the office.
"Noonim! Where are those bastards? Ah, don’t keep us waiting and bring them out already!”