The Padlock of Destiny
Crossing the Sea
The young man continued walking away. But as he walked three steps away from Eunhyuk, he turned around to brandish a pistol and fired it.
Unfortunately, Eunhyuk was already suspicious of the young man and lowered his head to avoid his shot.
Eunhyuk grabbed the young man's arm that was pressing the trigger and pulled him up.
Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!
Three shots were fired towards the sky. Eunhyuk easily pulled the young man's body down and turned his wrist back and grabbed the gun he almost dropped.
He threw the gun away before hitting the young man in the face. The young man fell down on the grassy ground. His head was slightly dizzy as he hit the tombstone in front of him. A stream of blood came out from his forehead wound.
“Didn't I tell you I'm in a bad mood?” Eunhyuk asked the young man and pulled his shirt.
He had been aware of the man's disguise from the beginning. There are three horizontal rows in it, likely a year mark indicating that he is third grade. High School clothes usually start to cramp up at the end of the year. But his is still great.
He said that today is the 5th anniversary of his mother's death, but the inscription of the name on the tombstone is still visible bqru compared to the tombstone around him. It may have been a year or two since he died.
As he walked past him, his eyes that were staring at Eunhyuk looked shiny with killing intent.
“Who paid you?”
“Robaine? They want to finish me off? Nah! You must be after Shin Hyora, but unfortunately she left early!”
Eunhyuk beats his face every time he asks. That brutal punch really made him let go of his emotions. The young man's face looked pitiful. But he had no emotion of sympathy.
That young man must be a hit-dog who was raised by the Mafia Robaine. If he had lowered his guard just a little, he would have been shot dead.
As he stood up to pick up a cell phone to call his interrogating friend, the young man swallowed the poison and died on the spot.
“Sial!” Umpat Eunhyuk when he failed to stop his suicide.
He stood waving his bloodied hands, rubbing them on the young man's clothes.
Maybe he killed the owner of the uniform he took.
“Hey, I need a cleaner here. Namsan tomb area... Now!” He said to someone on the phone.
-o0o
Hyora handed over her resignation letter. Of course the NIS can't just let go. That's why this evening Hyora went to see Chief Jungha in the study room of her private residence.
“I expected you would come tonight.” Said Jungha, head of the NIS section who became Hyora's direct superior.
“Thanks for the welcome Head of Song Jungha.” Hyora answered, He threw the firearm he took from some security officers.
The security officers of the Jungha residence are very strict, they are specially trained to maintain the security of the state leader. But some of them aren't enough to confront NIS secret agents like Hyora.
“I hope you don't kill my subordinates.”
“Oh, don't equate me with you power holders. I won't kill for no reason.”
“Death of Agent Cho Kyuhyun cannot be blamed on me.”
Song Jungha threw a black map with the words TOP SECRET onto the table.
Hyora's attack was indeed approved by one of the NIS leaders. Jungha doesn't stop him because he understands that with Hyora's ability, they won't be able to touch her. Who would have thought that Kyuhyun was with her and made the girl passive?
“Do you blame Kyuhyun for saving me?”
“Do you not know your identity?”
“Ha! So I have to die just because you guys want to hit Castiello?” group
“Ask that to yourself.”
Hyora looked at her superior in annoyance. The man in front of her was the one in charge of raising her. Song Jungha is his foster father. Of course it's all a secret.
Song Jungha took off the glasses he was wearing and rubbed his face tiredly. She loved Shin Hyora like her real daughter.
He has seen her grow from a child crying from hunger to a highly skilled NIS secret agent.
“Why do you think I asked you to hide your powers? Two or three hitmen of that level won't be able to hurt you.”
“This data has been changed!”
Hyora threw back the map containing her assault information to her foster father.
“What do you mean?”
“They sent some additional experts besides the hit men listed here. There were two snipers and a melee attack expert who targeted our apartment that day.”
“Cannot be!”
“You better be careful. Many traitors are planted in the NIS. It might even be one of the Commanding Levels of Troops.”
Jungha looked at Hyora with furrowed brows. This girl is in danger if what she says is true.
“What will you do now?”
“I'll cross the sea.”
“That's best for now. Robaine will feel the worry. They'll try to hunt you.”
“Heh! I'll kill them before they make it.”
“Do you need anything?”
“Remove all evidence of our relationship during this time. Make sure it's clean, or they'll target you.”
“I know. You beware!” jongha said with canggunh.
“Your health, dad.”Pamit Hyora before disappearing from the room.
Jungha stared at the small frame hidden in his drawer sadly. It was Hyora's gift when she was in elementary school.
A photo of Hyora holding her hand while smiling happily. Maybe Jungha won't see his daughter again. The girl will be branded as a traitor to the NIS.
Crossing sea. Hyora's going to see her real father. He had the pure bloodline of the Castiello family, his father had become the leader. They might test it, but not stop it.
-o0o
Two months later…
Hyora stood in front of the roadside cafe. An email from someone claiming his father was from here. Unfortunately, he could not reply to that message. After investigating it, the cafe is Castiello's secret place to search for information.
Hyora went in and chose the computer booth, she noticed that this place looks like a cafe in general. Very ordinary.
After turning on the computer for ten minutes, a worker tapped on his booth and handed him a cup of vanillalate which he did not order. It was his favorite drink, but only Kyuhyun and his foster father knew about it.
“Tell the person who treated me that his daughter wants to go home.” Hyora said to the worker.
The worker widened his eyes, surprised that their young miss would finally go home and acknowledge her ancestor.
“Good, if miss needs something, feel free to say it.”
Hyora smiled faintly when she heard him.
-o0o
That night, a girl and a part-timer man knock on Hyora's rental house. He was still in the fraternity, giving his foster father time to complete the Hyora family data cleansing.
Hyora grabbed the gun on her desk when she saw two strangers at her door. He opened the door vigilantly.