Please Stop The Pope

PAID Chapter 215

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5.

After the banquet.

The second round was held at the food stall in front of our house, and we were able to hear the details of Lee Semin's story.

"Ever since I came home, I have only wanted one thing: a happy life with my family. Still, I was blessed. My wife and children were alive."

I couldn't help but agree with him without saying a word.

Not a small number of returnees turn into villains.

Families, those who have something left to protect, try to adapt and live somehow, but the case of returnees who have nothing left to protect on Earth is different.

I've heard that that's why the Dejaester-class returnees are given the name Dejaester.

A returnee who becomes an uncontrollable disaster if he goes berserk.

Even the Dejaester class is like that, but the Irregular-class is bound to be a disaster far beyond imagination.

In that sense, Lee Se-min was a lucky returnee.

"I've been in that world for 25 years. Swords, sorcery. It was a fantasy world, as they say. I survived there, and I finally came back. Originally, I wanted to live quietly...... The Chinese government won't let me go."

"You can't leave the Irregulars alone."

"That's right. But I told them I wanted to keep quiet, and they accepted my offer."

“…… It's amazing. There's no way the Chinese will let you go."

"It would have been a lot easier for me to handle than for me to go on a rampage. In fact, it was half blackmail."

He thought he understood why Lee Semin hadn't shown himself.

In the first place, the word "hermitage" does not exist if the person does not have power.

A power so powerful that no one else can do anything about it.

This was the essential condition of the hermitage.

I listened to Lee Semin and took a sip of soju.

"Still, I was a little too keen to do anything, so I spent my time developing young prospects. There have been a lot of childish requests to be involved in politics, but I'm tired of politics."

Lee Semin said as he followed me and gulped down the soju.

Then, with a turquoise aura, he melted the glass of soju into a glass.

"I was keeping quiet and not so inconspicuous. My family stayed in Wuhan, and I nurtured my disciples not far from Wuhan. I was quite happy. Until last week...... I was really, really happy."

Lee Semin pulled the photo out of his arms.

In the photo, a girl of Siyeon's age was smiling and hugging Lee Se-min.

"This is my daughter."

When I heard that, I couldn't say a word to him like I had always done.

There were a lot of emotions running through this man's eyes.

Longing, regret, anger.

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