Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 147

Su-ho smiled and said,

"It's nothing. Just stand there."

"Here?"

"Yeah, right there."

Im Chang-sik hesitated before slowly getting up.

Su-ho ordered Im Chang-sik to stand at attention and then began to press on the pressure points of his body.

[ Pressure Point Technique is activated. ]

As Su-ho pressed on the paralyzing pressure points, Im Chang-sik's body stiffened as if he had become a statue.

Finally, Su-ho pressed the last pressure point to ensure that Im Chang-sik could not make a sound.

"Just bear with it for a few days. Then I'll give you your freedom."

"Ugh!"

Im Chang-sik squeezed out a sound, but Su-ho ignored him. He stepped back and activated another skill.

[ Blood Weapon is activated. ]

Gripping the Blood Sword, Su-ho said,

"I’ll begin."

Su-ho took his stance.

Then, focusing his mind more than ever, he swung the sword from below to above in a swift motion.

Swish!

A sharp cutting sound.

At the same time,

Pssh-shh!!

A long sword mark carved into Im Chang-sik’s chest, and blood sprayed out.

Blood splattered everywhere.

On Su-ho's face, on his clothes.

However, Su-ho didn’t flinch. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and thought,

"Looks like it’s not enough with just one strike."

Im Chang-sik remained standing, unable to move due to the pressure points.

Instead, his body trembled slightly.

His eyes could still roll, and his vision was still open.

Su-ho immediately used a healing skill.

[ Heal is activated. ]

The wound immediately healed.

Since it was a healing skill used by a Crusader, it was more than capable of closing up the wound.

After the healing was complete, Su-ho distanced himself again and raised his sword.

"I’ll continue."

Swish!

Su-ho's sword swung again.

And,

Pssh-shh!!

Once again, blood sprayed out.

***

Su-ho shut off the alarm on his phone.

"It’s already this late. I’ll stop here."

After healing Im Chang-sik, Su-ho released the pressure points.

The floor was soaked with blood.

All of it was Im Chang-sik's blood.

Su-ho gave him some water and food, then pointed to the wall of the building.

"There’s a switch over there. If you want to sleep, just turn off the light."

Su-ho then left the building.

He didn’t lock the door.

There was no one there anyway.

Moreover, the Pocket Space House itself was already a prison. What good would locking the small door do?

Su-ho used an item to clean the blood off his clothes and then transformed into Yoon Hyun-chul again.

He opened the exit and checked the situation outside.

It was the perfect time for the shift change.

Su-ho used Clone Movement to switch places with his clone.

Outside, it was breakfast time for the inmates.

The meals were served inside the cells, with the distribution officer passing out food from containers for everyone to share.

Of course, the quality of the food wasn’t good.

The media occasionally made a big deal about prison meals being better than expected, but that was mostly for show. In reality, the meals were poorly balanced, often resembling scraps.

‘No wonder Kim Goong-won is shaking in fear about the inmate money.’

Su-ho didn’t feel pity for them.

All these things were paid for with the taxpayers' money.

Looking at Kim Goong-won, who was eating unusually slowly compared to the other inmates, Su-ho asked,

"Why are you eating so slowly?"

"H-Hyung?"

"Why?"

"Ah, no reason."

Kim Goong-won barely stopped himself from saying "You’re back?!"

Su-ho had given him a warning glance.

Su-ho asked again,

"Does the food here not taste good to you?"

"It’s not that it doesn’t taste good, it’s that I can’t even taste it."

"Why?"

"...?"

Su-ho’s question made Kim Goong-won look at him as if he were crazy.

It wasn’t until Su-ho noticed the expression that he remembered,

"Ah, right. Sorry."

"Really, aren’t you going too far?"

"Don’t worry. If you listen carefully, I’ll untie the knots before I leave."

"...You know there are other things you’ve tied up, right?"

"I know. By the way, everything’s been quiet, right?"

"Yes, nothing happened. You’ve been quiet."

"Good."

Su-ho nodded and then looked at the other people in the room.

There were five people in Yoon Hyun-chul’s room, including Kim Goong-won and Im Chang-sik.

Normally, there would be at least six people, but Su-ho deliberately only placed five in the room.

It was to make better use of the cramped space.

However, the amount of food distributed was the same as other rooms.

Thanks to that, while the quality of the meals in Yoon Hyun-chul’s room was poor, there was always enough food.

Su-ho looked at one of the inmates, who was eating heartily.

"Hey."

"Yes?"

"Come here."

Su-ho called over the inmate who was sitting farthest away from him.