One could say that an organization was a societal group in which people gathered under the banner of achieving a common goal. Members of an organization understood each other through frequent interactions and gave their effort in accomplishing a shared goal. Such organizations prioritized profit the most, and given the unique nature of Paradise, different groups were called different things.
One thing to note was that a groupâs name did not reflect its power in any way. Usually, the number of organization members determined its title. Small-scale or independent organizations were called teams, groups, crews, societies, or associations, while mid and large-scale organizations were called alliances, guilds, unions, or companies.
Put this way, Paradiseâs temple was also an organization. The Temple of Luxuria was an organization of Priests who served the goddess of lust. Described in more detail, this organization once held the biggest influence in all of Paradise.
Of course, this was all a glory of the past. That was when both Seo Yuhui and Sung Shihyun were active. To be precise, the Temple of Luxuria was at the height of its glory before these two Executors split up after a falling out.
Sung Shihyun left for Sinyoung after this incident, and Seo Yuhui announced her retirement from Paradise. Naturally, the Temple of Luxuriaâs influence plummeted. But just like the saying, âan old eagle is better than a young crowâ, the Temple of Luxuria still could not be looked down upon. Given its nature as a temple, there was no need to worry it would fail either.
It was just that its current influence was lacking compared to when it was led by two Executors. Naturally, Priests who could not forget the past glory constantly sought out to revitalize the group.
For example, today. A Level 6 Bishop wearing a miter visited Haramarkâs Temple of Luxuria for this exact reason.
He knelt on the ground. He knew very well that the person he was talking to would feel bothered by his actions. The Bishopâs status wasnât so low as to kneel so frivolously, and he definitely wasnât the type to enjoy such indignant actions. In fact, he was someone who liked to flaunt his authority. However, the woman in front of him was more than worthy enough for him to endure minor humiliations such as this.
âThe Orderâs caste system is breaking down. Please return to guide us, Executor.â
A gentle voice cut him off.
âI will not return to the Order of Luxuria.â
She sounded firm as if there was no room for negotiations. However, the miter-wearing man didnât back down.
âDidnât you promise? That you would return if we make an expedition to the Delphinion Duchyâs laboratory.â
The woman retorted clearly.
âBut the expedition is no longer needed. The laboratory has been destroyed completely, and all members of the rescue team returned alive. The Order never set out on the expedition, yet youâre asking me to keep my side of the promise?â
Her logical response put the man at a loss of words. The woman was well-known for keeping every promise she made. As someone who had watched her for a long time, the Bishop knew that better than anyone else. He had prodded her just to be sure, only to end up being put into his place.
âMiss Seo Yuhui, you may have resigned from your position as an Executor, but you know that Goddess Luxuria has not allowed it.â
âYou are mistaken. She allowed me.â
âBut donât you still possess the Apostleâs Authorities? Iâm sure you know what that means.â
âI made my intentions clear. You are better off asking her personally if you are curious why she has not taken the Authorities away.â
ââŠPlease, our Order and Lord Luxuria are both rejoicing at the news of your return.â
âIf youâre an Earthling, Iâm sure you know about how contracts are made within Paradise. I am also just another Earthling.â
Hearing Seo Yuhuiâs unyielding position on the matter, the Bishop stared at the floor and bit his lower lips. It had been a long time since he experienced her iciness. Seo Yuhui was known as the Ice Queen within Paradise precisely because no man had ever succeeded in wooing her, including the famous Sung Shihyun.
But having served by Seo Yuhuiâs side for a long time, the Bishop knew that wasnât all there was to it. Although Seo Yuhui was benevolent and generous, she never approached someone beyond what was necessary and didnât allow anyone to approach her beyond what was necessary.
This didnât apply to only her romantic life but all facets of it. A man lured in by her outer magnanimity would surely run into her iciness one day. Although most knew they stood little chance, they remained hopeful that they might just melt her heart.
âWe have long fallen out of our relationship with the Temple of Gula. Now that you are no longer with us, the number of deserters is increasing by the day.â
âI donât think itâs proper to call them âdesertersâ. Besides, I was never happy with the way the Order exerted influence on other organizations by using the Priestsâ rare healing capabilities and its unique status as a temple.â
âB-But you must know why that was necessary. Even now, outside organizations are trying to steal our Priests away with sweet talk. Some are even using them to interfere in our internal affairs.â
Seo Yuhui didnât say anything in response. The temperature of the room suddenly plummeted. The Bishop must have been pressured by Seo Yuhuiâs cold gaze as he dropped his head until his miter almost touched the ground.
After staying silent for a long time, Seo Yuhui finally opened her mouth.
âThatâs quite a problem, isnât it?â
Flinch. The man trembled. His heart skipped a beat. Could it be?
âBut that has nothing to do with me.â
Seo Yuhui quickly put down any hopeful thoughts in the Bishopâs head.
âI have already left the Order. In a way, I guess I am also an outsider.â
âSo it is none of my business what the Temple of Luxuria is up to or how it is faring.â
âAre you⊠are you truly saying you will abandon the Order and remain a bystander?â
âYes, and one more thing.â
Seo Yuhui replied without a moment of hesitation.
âWhat we talked about today? You can make it public.â
Her words caused the Bishop to blink his eyes in shock.
âIâll repeat one more time. What we talked about today, you can use it however you want. I donât mind.â
âWhat do you meanâŠ?â
The Bishop was about to raise his head and ask but froze stiff on the spot.
Cold sweat flowed down his back. The woman who was modestly sitting on the couch was now in front of him. Seo Yuhui leisurely reached out her arm, took off the Bishopâs miter, and carefully brought it to her eyes.
She studied the shining jewel decorating the center of the miter.
âPlease, donât bother me any more than this, Miss Yun Seohui.â
She gave a refreshing smile. Pzzt! The jewelâs light flickered off. This meant one of two things - the other side had either severed the connection or destroyed the crystal. Of course, both Seo Yuhui and the Bishop knew it was the latter.
After a moment of silence, the Bishop revealed his teeth.
âI noticed that you changed the miterâs jewel. I know you arenât the type to change something like that so easily.â
âHoh, with just that?â
âWhether it be liquor, clothes, or friends, you always say you prefer old ones.â
Seo Yuhui placed the miter back on the Bishopâs head before returning to her couch. She then continued.
With just those two words, the Bishop knew that the thin thread of connection they still shared was cut off. He had nothing to say and could only stand up helplessly.
âDo you not blame me?â
âI donât want to. I understand where youâre coming from, after all.â
âRather than being devoured bit by bit, it might indeed be better to join hands with Sinyoung.â
âSo she knew everything.â The Bishop let out a bitter chuckle.
âI know I am in no position to say this, but please, I would be eternally grateful if you came back.â
âMy answer is the same no matter how many times you ask me.â
Seo Yuhui never lost her gentle smile from the beginning to end of this conversation. In the end, the Bishop sighed dejectedly and turned around to leave. It was then.
The door clicked open. The Bishop looked up reflexively and saw a youth trudging into the room.
His face was full of drowsiness. His eyes were barely open, and judging from the way he looked around in a daze, it seemed the youth had woken up only a moment ago. The youth was walking half-asleep, but he didnât look like he was sleeping walking.
After appearing out of the blue and looking around the room, the youthâs gaze suddenly landed in one place.
The Bishop asked belatedly, but his word immediately came to a stop. Tap, tap, tap, tap. Like a baby with some sort of a sensor on his hands, the youth quickly crawled to his target. Once he reached the couch, he buried his face in Seo Yuhuiâs laps.
Seo Yuhui, who had been watching the youth in a daze, muttered out in surprise.
The Bishop was even more shocked. He had never seen Seo Yuhui allow someone to approach her so easily. Not even once.
Seo Yuhui made a troubled expression, thenâŠ.
âI told you to sleep quietly⊠ehew.â
She clicked her tongue and gently stroked the youthâs hair. She seemed to be at a loss for what to do, yet she was clearly patting him willingly. Seeing the youth rub his cheek on her thighs with a happy smile, the Bishop was shocked once again. Not only did Seo Yuhui allow him to approach her, but she even let him touch her?!
He almost wanted to scream out, âThatâs blasphemy!â He began to doubt whether the woman in front of him was the Ice Queen he knew.
âAh, this is my fault.â
Seo Yuhui must have seen the Bishopâs culture-shocked face as she heaved out a deep sigh.
âI-Itâs Miss Seo Yuhuiâs fault?â
âYes, I spoiled him a bit too much and he developed a habitâŠ.â
Seo Yuhui mumbled in embarrassment.
She got up from the couch as if the situation couldnât be helped.
âCome on, letâs go back to your room. Hurry.â
Drag, drag. The youth was dragged out of the room, his arms still interlinked around Seo Yuhuiâs waist as he made his exit.
The Bishop stood still for a long time without moving a single muscle.
Chohong had headed to the border region for Seol Jihu. She shook off countless voices holding her back and ran to the border, but she had no intention of jumping in recklessly.
It was just that Chohong had baseless confidence that Seol Jihu was alive. She was planning on patrolling the border region in case she might be of help in his escape.
If she didnât do at least this, she felt like she would regret it for the rest of her life. However, she received news of Seol Jihuâs return less than a day after her departure. Immediately, she turned her carriage around.
As soon as she arrived in Haramark, she ran to Luxuriaâs temple. She grabbed the Earthling working as the reception lady by her collar and strangled Seol Jihuâs whereabouts out of her. As soon as she kicked the door open and burst into the room he was staying inâŠ.
She could see the youth sitting on a bed. She studied him carefully, and indeed, it really was him. She panted to catch her breathâŠ
But her mouth automatically closed in the next moment. She had many things she wanted to say to him, but her mouth refused to open now that he was in front of her.
She was both happy and sad. A part of her even wanted to beat him to a pulp. It was a strange, confusing feeling.
After exchanging glances for a long time, Chohong finally spoke up.
âWhat are you looking at? You forgot my face in just a week?â
She spoke curtly out of embarrassment, but Seol Jihu showed signs of being confused and taken aback.
He stammered a bit before quietly muttering.
Chohongâs brows twitched.
âWho are you, you said? You⊠are you mad? Is there a problem with your brain?â
Seol Jihu then put on a dejected look.
âI, I recently got into a huge accident. I canât remember anything because of itâŠ.â
âHe canât remember anything?â
Chohongâs eyes trembled noticeably.
âY-You piece of shit! Youâre just messing with me again, arenât you!?â
She shouted angrily, but her voice of shaking. Her heart began to pound as a sense of unease crept up inside her. The way Seol Jihu massaged his temples really made him look like he was confused.
âBy any chance⊠do you know me?â
When he carefully asked her this, Chohongâs legs almost gave in.
She suddenly remembered the moment before their attempted escape. Seol Jihu had desperately reached out with his arm even after he collapsed on the ground. That moment haunted her every night. Why couldnât she have grabbed his hand?
She couldnât remember how wrought with guilt she was.
âYou really⊠donât remember?â
âI, Iâm not sure. Everything is just a messâŠ.â
Chohong collected her breath. She couldnât believe it; no, she didnât want to believe it. She walked up to him step by step.
âWhat about Carpe Diem? Samuel? Alex? Ian? What about Teresa? And the Forest of Denial? The Ramman Village?â
Chohong spat out every keyword she could think of, but her shock only grew bigger.
âYou really forgot⊠everything?â
âYou donât remember even a single name? That canât be, right? Right?â
She was practically pleading with him now. Hearing how desperate she sounded, Seol Jihu dropped his head.
When she saw Seol Jihu apologizing for doing nothing wrong, her heart sank.
âWhy are you apologizing⊠you idiotâŠ.â
The edges of her eyes turned red, and Chohong sniffled quietly.
âI should be⊠the one whoâs sorryâŠ.â
At that moment, the youth suddenly brought his head closer to Chohongâs.
âNow that I think about itââ
Seol Jihu stared at her intently and furrowed his brows. Then, he spoke.
âI think Iâm kidding.â
Chohongâs complexion flattened in a daze.
Seol Jihu grinned mischievously and added, âThis is called tricking Chohong again.â
A sudden explosive sound erupted in the treatment room. Seol Jihuâs jaw dropped open. Chohongâs punch had broken the drawer next to the bed.
Tremble. Her throat trembled as her eyes flickered with a cold gleam. Seol Jihu could even sense a murderous intent rising up in the air. It didnât take long for him to come to the conclusion that he had screwed up.
He immediately brought his hands together and apologized.
âYou son of a bitch⊠you toyed with meâŠ?â
âSorry, sorry, I wonât do it ever again. Believe me.â
âYou motherfucking piece of shitâŠ. Do you know how much I was⊠worried⊠keuk!â
When tears burst out from Chohongâs deathly glare, Seol Jihu felt his heart drop a beat in terror.
âCho, Chohong, Iâm really sorry. I went overboard with my joke.â
Chohong spat out a curse and turned around angrily. Seol Jihu quickly hugged her back.
âI told you to fuck off.â
âIâm sorry! Forgive me!â
âIâm not going to say it again, you bastard.â
Chohong twisted her body to free herself, but Seol Jihu clung onto her as if his life depended on it. In truth, Chohong could have easily shaken him off, but she couldnât do so since she knew he was injured.
Soon, after he barely managed to drag Chohong to the bed, he rubbed his palms together and begged for forgiveness. He had no excuses to offer, and after putting himself in her shoes, he truly felt apologetic.
As he was listening to Chohongâs endless cursing, the sound of the door opening rang out. Chohong, who couldnât bring herself to hit him and could only yell at him angrily, furrowed her brows.
âItâs quite noisy in here.â
âHuh? What are you two doing hugging each other?â
Two women entered the room, each carrying a basket in their hands. The first wore a maid outfit, while the other only had a simple white T-shirt.
âMiss Maria? Miss Agnes!â
The unexpected guests surprised Seol Jihu, yet he welcomed them nonetheless.
âWhat? Why are you here?â
Chohong asked with a confused expression.
âObviously because we heard we could visit him now. He apparently fully regained consciousness today.â
âToday? No, so why are you here?â
âWhat do you mean why? Weâre here to wish him a quick recovery.â
Maria retorted as if she was asked the stupidest question in the world.
âYou came to wish him a quick recovery? You, Maria Yeriel?â
âHe came to my place too when I wasnât well. Iâm just repaying the debt.â
Maria returned a concise answer and gently placed the basket down.
âIâm here⊠to see my disciple.â
No one asked, but Agnes also mentioned her terrible excuse for coming to visit.
âWould you like some fruits?â
âWho the hell cares about fruits? I brought some liquor, so letâs have a party.â
âAre you mad? Youâre trying to get a patient to drink hard liquor?â
Maria nodded her head at Chohongâs shouting.
âYour dumbass brain makes sense for once, but still, Iâm sure itâs fine ifâŠ. Ah, get your hands off the basket! I didnât bring it for you to shove it down your throat.â
âLeave me be! I need some liquor in my system. Otherwise, Iâm going to explode from anger because of that bastard!â
Maria and Chohong bickered as usual, and Agnes calmly peeled fruits on the side. Seol Jihu never expected Maria and Agnes to both come visit him. However, those two werenât the only guests. In fact, they were just the beginning.
A black man kicked the door open just like Chohong. He stomped into the room and immediately embraced Seol Jihu.
âAaaaaah! Youâre alive! Youâre alive!â
âW-Wait, I canât breathe.â
âI heard the news! Here. Congrats on making it back alive.â
Mikhail and Veronika cameâŠ
âYou really were alive.â
âMister Kazuki? Youâre here too?â
âYou were a member of my team, although it was only for one mission. I need to thank you tooâŠ. Ah, take this.â
âWhy do you look so surprised? I missed you so much.â
And even Ian and Teresa came.
The treatment room quickly became rowdy. The room was already small. Now that it held ten people in it, it was filled to the brim.
Seol Jihu felt a bit light-headed.
âDo I really deserve this?â
Frankly, he was dumbfounded. At the same time, a big grin emerged on his face when he thought they all came to see him. He tried to hold back his joy, but his mouth refused to listen.
In the end, joyous laughter escaped his mouth. Chohong grumbled, asking what the hell he was laughing about, but his laughter continued without stopping.
He didnât know why, but Seol Jihu found this moment surrounded by people happy. He was so happy that he wanted time to stop. It was to the point that he⊠didnât want to go back to Earth. Please go to https://www.novelupdates.cc/The-Second-Coming-of-Gluttony/ to read the latest chapters for free