Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Beauty and Masked Beast

The scene before him caught him surprise, and his knees grew at weak at the sight of that. A gasp escaped from his mouth, and he found himself being frozen.

"NO!" he yelled.

But that was too late.

Hwang Miyeon had already penetrated through her own c.h.e.s.t with her claws as wide smile formed on his face. Her hands were coloured in red due to the blood flowing out of her c.h.e.s.t, and the liquid soaked her garments.

Tears instantly formed at the corner of his eyes, and extending his hand towards her, he ran at her direction. Before her body could collapse down, he sat on the ground and supported her body.

He noticed how her eyes were slowly closing down and how her breathing were starting to get gradual. He was at the moment of panic, and he did not know what to do at the moment.

While tears streamed down his eyes, he said, "Stay awake, Miyeon. You will be fine. Everything will be alright. Oppa will be making sure that you are fine so hold on, Miyeon, please."

Hwang Miyeon let out a chuckle and stated, "Oppa, thanks, and I-I l-love you. L-live well, alright?"

Although those words of Miyeon did not come out clearly, he was able to understand what he meant, and this indicated that she was giving up on this life.

That was not what he wanted. He did not want to lose her. She was a precious little sister to her, and due to his incapability, she was dying now.

The thought of her death gave a painful squeeze to his c.h.e.s.t, and he was unwilling to admit to that. There was no way he was going to let her die at that moment.

"Listen to Oppa carefully, Miyeon. Aren't you a good girl, Miyeon-ah? Stay awake please for the sake of Oppa. Oppa will be getting—"

But before he was able to continue with this words of his, she closed her eyes tightly. Her breathing and heart beat stopped. 

He knew what that meant, and his eyes widened at that. His body could not stop trembling, and as snow fell down on her body, more tears fell down his eyes.

Holding on to her shoulder, he tried to shake her body and said, "Miyeon, hey! Miyeon, open your eyes. You are just fine. Miyeon-ah, please open your eyes. You can't leave me alone. This is not fair. Dad left, and now, you are leaving me as well. Please don't tell me this is true. You are not dying, right? Miyeon-ah, you are still alive, right? This is just a prank you are playing on me. That's it. Oppa has been a bad brother; is that why you are tricking him?"

As much as Yejoon did not want to admit it, he was well aware of how it was too late for everything. Hwang Miyeon had already passed away, and there was nothing he was able to do about that.

Bringing her body closer to his, he engulfed her into a tight hug and began to cry loudly. His heartbreaking cries echoed through the entire place, and at that instant, he had no clue on what to do other than crying.

At one instant, he was excited about a close victory, but the next instant, he had lost everything. He had put in her best effort to protect the little girl in her arms, but in the end, his efforts were not enough. She had died in the end.

"Miyeon-ah, are you listening to Oppa? Oppa thinks that it is too painful to live here without you and father. Should I be joining you as well? Miyeon, are you listening to me? Please give a response to me. I could not even apologize to you for how I tricked you last time around.

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, that Oppa is so incompetent. Although Oppa promised to protect you, he remained unsuccessful at the end. Oppa lied to you, right? Are you disappointed in, Oppa? Do you hate, Oppa? Please say something to, Oppa. You know how weak hearted Oppa is, right? That's why, please don't hurt Oppa like that. Wake up, alright?"

Knowing that his words were utterly nonsensical, Yejoon cried loudly while his body shook. Even though she was this close to him, he entirely lost her.

He did not care that he was in the middle of the battlefield and could get killed any time due to letting his guard down. Maybe that would be for the best. That would be getting rid of the pain he currently felt, and he did not think that he deserved to survive after this.

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"That was impressive, Han Minhyun. As expected from you, you were able to hold on for a long period of time. You really do not let down others' hopes in you. You are truly exemplary, but too bad, you are not the one to be the King," Oh Jaeho commented while walking into the scene and clapping both of his hands together.

Looking away from the man Han Minhyun had just slayed, he stared at Oh Jaeho who stood before him with a smile on his face. Unlike Han Minhyun who was stained with blood and dust, he appeared to be clean.

It seemed that Oh Jaeho did not fight against anyone yet and seemed to be in a perfect health. Although it would be suicidal for him to go against Jaeho now, Minhyun at least wanted to give it a try. Currently, he was the only one who was capable of going against him.