The Saint Wants to Rest - vanish into fiction

How should one explain that look? If he had to find the closest comparison, it was the gaze of a fan looking at a celebrity. However, the person Vladimir liked was Vermouth. Ian had not been within those boundaries. At least, that was the case when they first met.

Did something happen overnight to change his mind?

Vladimir could not hide his immense sense of disappointment.

“It was a vehicle I prepared specifically for just the two of you. But I understand. If that is Saint Ian’s wish.”

He was polite from beginning to end. It was as if he were a different person. Just in case, Ian scanned him with divine power, but he was a human, not a demon.

“Then, I shall pray for you to have a peaceful day.”

Only after the door closed and Vladimir disappeared did Ian lean his back deep into his chair and press a hand to his forehead.

‘Seriously, why is he acting like that?’

Is he the generous type who accepts the lover of the person he likes? Since Ian knew nothing about that field, he couldn’t even make a guess. The one who resolved Ian’s dilemma was Hong Seo-yun.

“Hyung is disappointed.”

Hong Seo-yun, who visited after a long time, shouted those words with a haggard appearance.

“No matter how busy I am, humanly speaking, you should have contacted me at some point in between!”

“I’m sorry!”

Since it wasn’t a wrong statement, Ian apologized obediently.

“Were you very busy?”

“You’re asking that now? Of course I was busy. Several Gates popped up simultaneously in North Korea, so I was running around trying to clean up the mess. Damned government!”

If more S-grade awakened individuals had been attached, clearing the Gates might have been easier. However, the politicians always wanted the capital, Seoul, to be safe. Thus, they wanted at least two S-grade awakened individuals to remain in Seoul, providing tax cuts and various benefits in exchange.

“Yoon Tae-gyeom is basically busy because he travels all over the country. Then the only ones left are me, Jeong Yeon-hwa , and Vermouth. Since Vermouth doesn’t want to move, only Jeong Yeon-hwa and I ran around until our backs broke.”

No matter how much of an S-grade awakened one someone was, there was no helping the body getting exhausted.

“Still, I tried using your badges this time, and they were a huge help. They were great.”

“Thanks.”

“Ugh. I know you’re busy too, but stay in touch. Got it?”

“I will.”

“But is something going on? Your expression is strange.”

“Well, you see.”

Ian told Hong Seo-yun about what had happened. Among the three hyungs he knew, Hong Seo-yun was the quickest at understanding relationships between people. He was someone who naturally got along well with others, and he was currently running the largest guild, after all.

“Aha!”

Furthermore, Hong Seo-yun consumed a lot of what is commonly called subculture. Manga, anime, dramas, movies, and so on. He watched them all without discrimination whenever he had time. However, despite that, he refused to watch makjang dramas with Ian.

“I think I might know what’s going on.”

“What is it?”

Ian leaned toward Hong Seo-yun.

“Your thoughts probably aren’t too far off. He likes Vermouth, but he also took a liking to your ‘dynamic.’ In other words, he didn’t view Vermouth as a romantic interest from the start.”

“I would refuse such a thing on my end.”

Vermouth set tea down before the two with a look of disgust. In the past, he would have only taken care of Ian, but he had become strangely generous toward Hong Seo-yun. It was the same for Yoon Tae-gyeom.

When Ian asked for the reason once, Vermouth had told him.

“Because those two are not competitors. They are Ian’s hyungs and family. Therefore, I decided to lower my guard.”

At the same time, he had looked at Ian with an expression asking if he wasn’t doing a good job. Ian remembered stroking his head and telling him he was doing well.

If one looked at it that way, the other hyung, Choi Jae-heon, would likely maintain a similar relationship throughout. That thought also crossed his mind.

“By the way, the Order of Regnasia is really going to flourish.”

Hong Seo-yun said as he tossed and caught a badge with his hand.

Through the support of Alexander and Vladimir, and the distribution networks of the Phoenix and Stigma Guilds, the Order’s badges spread throughout the entire world. And the effect was absolute.

Before the holy light of the badges, the mimicry of the demons did not work. As the most terrible fear was lifted, humanity regained its solidarity once again.

The reputation of the Order of Regnasia at the center of it all, and the Saint ‘Ian’ who had bestowed the miracle, soared through the roof with each passing day. Leaders from various countries visited Korea, and an enormous amount of donations poured into the Order every day.