The 0th Corps Commander Became Trash! [ TCF x INTKOT ]

Chapter 34 - Unforseen action

"Thank you."

That meant that one problem has gone away, now he only had about two more, Starbe Illuster and his ex-family who were both looking for him. Well it's be four if you counted the Emperor and Demon King, but even if he didn't like them as much anymore he needed the both of them to survive.

A punishment of life and guilt would suffice for these two right? Well who knows, after all, he hasn't decided what to do with the both of them yet either way. But he will definitely scam the shit out of both and run away from everyone, that's for sure.

Deon was about to close his eyes when he suddenly felt a sharp pain even though his body didn't have any injuries. It was even worse than before during the hunting competition, this time instead of his body parts feeling like they've been ripped apart into pieces, it felt like he was being stomped on his jaw with every part of his body being broken.

'Fuck! This hurts- Is my soul being teared up again?'

He took deep breathes and tried to calm his heartbeat down and eventually the pain subsided after a few dozen of minutes. That meant that there would be one more aftershock before he could possibly end up in a coma, he could only hope that it wouldn't be during the war.

Deon eventually fell asleep after all of the pain he felt a few moments ago. A nice bed after having your soul torn a part once again was the perfect remedy.

***

"My Lord, it is time to wake up."

"...Remember...?"

"Yes? Did you somehow get your hands on wine, how come you're so tipsy?"

"No, I didn't.."

Deon rubbed his eyes, he was feeling a sense of deja vu again as he woke up. It was a very familiar scenario, one that he could remember very vividly. That was one of the last times he was known as trash before becoming a 'hero'.

He got up from bed and changed clothes, apparently the Emperor summoned all (alive) heroes to his palace for some reason, which he had never done before even in the original timeline. It was mostly one on one meetings or two on one meetings that the Emperor did.

"Isn't this too much for just a meeting?"

"My Lord, you're just too used to simple clothes that you aren't able to tell what is simple or too much."

"...That's not true.. right?"

Deon thought about what Remember said seriously, did the clothes he wear were really that simple? Maybe it was because he lived on Korea for so long that he still couldn't get used to wearing such fancy clothes.

He looked at his outfit, it was mostly white with a blue vest. There were gold accents and lining across the suit and boots, the tie was adorned with a rose brooch, and his hair was tied into a low braid.

'Wow... I look.. so angelic, I absolutely hate it.'

The white and gold didn't help with it being in the majority of the outfit with only a few blue colors. If someone looked at him from afar, he felt like he'd get mistaken for an angel. It was that bad.

Deon looked at the necklace on the nightstand. It was made of white diamonds and a small ruby was in the middle, the ruby was also the exact shade of his eyes, freshly spilled blood that looked like it had physically formed into an eye and captivated people's attentions in many ways.