The Saint Wants to Rest - Chapter 62.2
Among them, one analysis post with the highest number of views and retweets caught his eye.
Armchair S-Grade Detector
Does everyone remember the morning news from a while back? Vermouth, that insanely handsome blond guy who was newly judged as S-grade. When the reporter asked why he naturalized, he just came out with, “Because the person I love is here.”
Back then, everyone went crazy wondering who saved the universe in their past life to deserve that, but all the bait has been collected now. This is insane.
Evidence 1. Vivid eyewitness accounts from field agents
My acquaintance is a Management Bureau control agent, and they said Choi Ian was at the scene when the S-grade Gate burst. But then Vermouth suddenly dropped from the sky with a bang, and in that terrifying atmosphere, he grabbed that person’s waist and pulled them close.
When the agents tried to stop him because it was dangerous, he looked at them like they were insects, hugged Choi Ian tight, and jumped straight into the S-grade Gate vortex. Is this some kind of fantasy romance movie???
Evidence 2. Past sightings being re-evaluated
Remember when they were photographed eating popcorn and going to a movie together, and both guilds released an official statement saying, “They are business partners for treatment and close like real brothers^^”?
Would you change your nationality to find a business partner? Would you dive into an S-grade Gate without looking back just to save a “close younger brother”?
Conclusion: The ‘person I love’ Vermouth mentioned on the morning news = Saint Choi Ian.
Close brothers? Business? A passing slime would laugh at that, you scammers!!!
Explain this national deception drama!! No, don’t explain, just pick a wedding hall already!!!
The thousands of reactions attached below the post were literally explosive.
National Treasure No. 1 Vermouth
Wow, I’ve got goosebumps. So he dropped a love confession on the news and then they met up for a date? I thought Vermouth was a public good for life, but when did he snatch up Choi Ian? TTT
Michelin 3-Star Yum Yum
No, but isn’t their visual chemistry crazy? Gentle Saint x Blond straightforward fierce dog Holy Knight. It’s a trope goldmine. The government needs to encourage this relationship at a national level.
Against the Reverse
No, no. Blond straightforward fierce dog Holy Knight x Gentle Saint. It’s the other way around.
Guild Leader’s Blood Pressure Meds
I’m most curious about Guild Leader Choi Jae-heon’s current status in real time LOL. He’s famous for doting on his brother, and now it looks like his brother is being stolen by some guy who rolled in from overseas LMAO. Didn’t he collapse while clutching the back of his neck?
“Th, this is crazy…”
Ian’s face flushed bright red from his cheeks to his neck. His heart was pounding so intensely he felt like it might pop out of his throat.
He had been vaguely aware that Vermouth had done an interview with the news. However, he hadn’t dreamed in his wildest nightmares that he had dropped such a nuclear bomb of a confession on a nationwide live broadcast. Furthermore, what was with the public’s insane information gathering and reasoning skills? Some of it contained far-fetched details, but for the most part, they hit the mark.
Now, the entirety of South Korea has defined the two of them as a couple.
“Vermouth, you jerk!”
Ian shouted at Vermouth while covering his burning face. Because he lacked strength, his voice didn’t have a shred of dignity, but it was the maximum amount of anger Ian could muster.
“…Pardon? Ah.”
Vermouth, who stole a glance at Ian’s phone screen, finally seemed to grasp the situation.
Normally, a person would be flustered or feel apologetic if their romantic life was exposed to the entire nation. But Vermouth was different. Instead, a most satisfied and brazen smile bloomed across his neat and elegant face. It was an arrogant expression, as if he were happy to finally brag to everyone in the world about the prize he had wanted so badly.
“What is the problem, Lord Ian? I did not mix in a single grain of a lie.”
“This isn’t the problem?! Everyone knows now!”
“Was it not something they would eventually find out anyway? If anything, this is a good thing. Now, no profane bastards in this land will dare to harbor foolish thoughts toward you. At least as long as I am alive.”
Vermouth answered nonchalantly. He used a fork to pick up a piece of a pretty rabbit-shaped apple he had been painstakingly carving and held it out to Ian’s lips.
“Now, please have some sweet fruit and calm down. Are you truly certain it is alright if I do not chew it for you?”
“I’m not eating it! Get that away!”
Ian, with a flushed face, picked up a pillow and smacked Vermouth, but because his physical strength was weak, his attack didn’t leave a single scratch on Vermouth’s solid muscles. Instead, Vermouth merely let out a lazy laugh, pleasantly accepting the blows that had zero impact.
There was one man watching this sickening display of affection blankly from a corner of the room.
“……My brother.”
The thermos Choi Jae-heon had been holding fell from his hand and rolled across the floor with a thud.
“My one and only brother has been branded as a ‘sold-out man’ on a nationwide live broadcast?”
The netizens’ predictions were exactly right. Choi Jae-heon, his face completely drained of blood, gripped the back of his neck tightly.