Lee Ji-seok and Kim Jong-ho greeted Seo Jun, who entered the set with a wistful expression. Seo Jun smiled and distributed the cookies he had brought.
"Those must be delicious."
"I made them with my mom and dad. These are plain cookies. These are sweet cookies. And these are super sweet cookies. What would you like?"
"I'm curious about the super sweet ones, but give me a regular one."
Lee Ji-seok chose a sweet cookie, while Kim Jong-ho picked a plain one. Seo Jun then continued to share cookies with the staff on set. The last recipients were director Choi Min-sung and writer So Eun-jin.
"There are no super sweet cookies left."
"I was curious about the taste!"
Writer So Eun-jin bit into a plain cookie with a disappointed look. Seo Jun laughed, as everyone had taken a bite out of curiosity and then shuddered at the intense sweetness.
"Today marks the end of filming for 'Neuiwon.' Thank you all for your hard work."
Seo Jun's conversation with Choi PD and So writer made Lee Ji-seok and Kim Jong-ho smile.
"The drama turned out well, and Do-hun improved a lot. You're a real blessing."
"Exactly. It's almost the first time you didn't raise your voice on set, isn't it?"
"I can't yell in front of a child."
"Your blood pressure is high, so try to keep it down in the future."
"Hey, if I could control it, I would..."
"I'll worry about Seo Jun."
Kim Jong-ho, who was about to burst into anger at Lee Ji-seok's words, instead grimaced. Lee Ji-seok chuckled.
"I'm not the only one; you're also quite soft on Seo Jun."
"Who isn't soft on Seo Jun?"
Kim Jong-ho's words made Lee Ji-seok nod in agreement. The set was filled with a warm atmosphere, but the scene they were about to film was not.
Seo Jun, who was ready to deliver a perfect performance, was unnoticed by everyone.
"Ready, action!"
Seongnyeong Daegun's face, visible through the window, was flushed. His breathing became rough, and his complexion worsened. The royal physicians, Yang Hong-dal and his disciple Heo Yu-seon, who were sent by Taejong, tried their best, but Seongnyeong Daegun's condition did not improve.
His breathing was labored, and his lungs ached.
Heat spread through his body, and his head spun.
Seongnyeong Daegun's weak breaths made director Choi Min-sung, the staff, and the waiting actors hold their breath and focus on Seo Jun.
"Ah, Father, Mother..."
Seongnyeong Daegun's small voice reached Taejong, and his parents, ignoring the ministers' protests, rushed to their son's isolated quarters and held his hand.
"Jong, Jong."
"Mother is here, Seongnyeong."
Wasn't this the son who always brought joy to his parents with his lively laughter? He should get up soon and show that bright smile. Taejong and the Queen shed tears as they patted Seongnyeong Daegun.
The royal physicians, Yang Hong-dal and Heo Yu-seon, bowed their heads. Their regret seemed to reach Taejong and the Queen, who shook their heads.
"No. No. Why are you leaving before your parents?"
"This is not right, Seongnyeong. Try to get up. Mother is here."
Seongnyeong Daegun's lips curled up slightly at the faint sound of his parents' voices.
[(Good) The core of the blue slime is activated.]
Seongnyeong Daegun's abdomen, which had been moving up and down, slowly stopped. His hot body temperature gradually cooled down.
[(Evil) The smell of the skeleton mouse is activated.]
Seo Jun activated all the abilities he had prepared. An unpleasant smell of death emanated from him.
The hearts of a few actors and staff who smelled the death scent beat irregularly.
One of them, Taejong (Kim Jong-ho), picked up Seo Jun as his body temperature dropped. The unpleasant aura made Kim Jong-ho fidget. Seo Jun's hand fell limply.
"Jong. No, Jong!"
Kim Jong-ho held Seo Jun with trembling hands. The smell of death clouded Kim Jong-ho's judgment. Why is his body temperature dropping so quickly? He knew Seo Jun was a good actor, but his body temperature was dropping too fast. He tried to massage Seo Jun's body to get the blood flowing, but it didn't work.
Suddenly, Kim Jong-ho remembered a conversation from the first broadcast party.
Method acting.
At the time, he thought it was just interesting, but now his heart was pounding.
Is it because of method acting? Did Seo Jun get so immersed that he really believed he was the sick Seongnyeong Daegun? Kim Jong-ho's hands trembled, and his face turned pale.
If his body temperature drops below a certain point, it could be dangerous. Kim Jong-ho tried to warm Seo Jun with his own body heat. His mind was a blur.
"Who! Is anyone here!?"
Kim Jong-ho's eyes were bloodshot. His fierce expression made director Choi Min-sung, the staff, and the actors who were performing with him flinch. The irregular heartbeat added to the tension in Kim Jong-ho's expression.
'What? Is this an improvisation?'
Seo Jun heard Kim Jong-ho's heart beating rapidly and felt his trembling hands.
Seo Jun, who was using various abilities to create a 100% realistic act of being dead, tilted his head in confusion.
A red light went off in Seo Jun's mind, signaling an emergency situation. This was more urgent than the day he was recognized by a high-ranking angel after being reborn as a low-ranking celestial being.
Seo Jun realized that Kim Jong-ho's state was not normal and that it was due to his acting. His mind raced.
'So, Uncle Jong-ho thinks I'm really in danger.'
In an emergency, anyone would call an ambulance, and if an ambulance is called, it would be on the news. Not only his parents but many others would worry.
Regardless of how healthy Seo Jun was, other issues would inevitably arise.
'That can't happen!'
It felt like less than 0.01 seconds had passed. Seo Jun quickly stopped his abilities and opened his tightly closed eyes.
Just as Kim Jong-ho was about to shout loudly, his mind finally started to work.
"Call an ambulance..."
Seo Jun, who suddenly sat up in Kim Jong-ho's arms, covered Kim Jong-ho's mouth with one hand and stroked the wrist of the hand that was covering his mouth.
The apple flower pattern on the wrist glowed as Seo Jun used his abilities with all his might, something he had never done before. He poured all his positive energy into it.
[(Good) The calming scent of apple flowers is activated!!]
[(Good) The basic breathing of elves is activated!!]
The positive energy that Seo Jun emitted enveloped the set. With the combination of mid-level abilities and basic breathing, the smell of death from the low-level ability disappeared, and more than half of the people present calmed down.
Kim Jong-ho's urgent expression made director Choi Min-sung and Ahn Da-ho rush to the set. Lee Ji-seok, who was unaffected by the [(Evil) Smell of the skeleton mouse], lay on the ground, calmly admiring Kim Jong