Breaking Up with the Heroine of the Female-Oriented Game - Chapter 105
Chapter 105
Rebellion Meeting (2)
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“So, everyone, what’s your opinion? What should we do about Roxanne?”
Yoo Dahee glanced around at the members as she subtly asked the question.
“Should we kill her? Or not? Or does anyone have another good idea?”
Unlike the previous topics, they couldn’t ignore the discussion about Roxanne.
After all, Roxanne posed a direct threat to the Rebellion members. Since their own safety was on the line, whether they liked it or not, they had no choice but to be actively involved.
“In my opinion, it’s better to kill her, even if it means taking some risks…”
Yoo Dahee wore a sinister smile, clearly showing her excitement.
She knew that Cynthia was currently by Roxanne’s side, but that only fueled her interest.
The Executioner, known as the Church’s sharpest sword.
How strong could a high-ranker, the 3rd Executioner, possibly be?
Would her strength live up to her reputation?
‘Ah, I’d love to face her at least once.’
Of course, no matter how intrigued Dahee was, going up against Roxanne’s forces alone would be suicide. She definitely needed the cooperation of the other members.
If they didn’t help, she wouldn’t risk her life just to fight Cynthia.
She didn’t have a death wish yet.
“We’d have to take some risks, but wouldn’t you all find it troublesome if Roxanne keeps pestering us? So, how about considering assassination?”
“Is it really necessary to kill her? Even if the assassination succeeds, I’m worried about what happens afterward…”
Unlike the grinning Yoo Dahee, Isabelle frowned and voiced a negative opinion.
She was concerned about the aftermath of killing Roxanne.
Currently, Roxanne’s faction boasted a significant size.
With her continuous expansion of influence and the influx of followers, many people’s attention was focused on her.
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If they assassinated Roxanne under such circumstances, the Church followers would likely frame her death as martyrdom.
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Then they would pour all their efforts into finding the culprit who killed their martyr.
Considering that one saintess candidate, Seong Yura, had already been killed during transportation, causing a massive uproar, and now another saintess candidate was assassinated?
And not just any candidate, but the one most likely to be chosen as the next saintess?
The media, the Church, the government—everyone would be a pain as they scoured for the culprit.
There was also the issue of Roxanne’s fanatical followers. What would happen if she were assassinated? Fanatics never knew when to stop. If they decided to come after them, it would become quite an annoying problem.
“How about we threaten or negotiate with her instead? No matter how righteous Roxanne is, if we take someone close to her hostage, surely…”
“No.”
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Yoo Dahee shook her head firmly.
“If she were the type to compromise through threats or negotiations, she would’ve surrendered to Seong Yura long ago.”
Roxanne wasn’t someone who bowed to malicious intent, whether for good or bad reasons.
That’s why she had endured Seong Yura’s harassment for so long.
The path Roxanne had walked until now was undeniable proof of what kind of person she was.
“You’re right. A ruler who doesn’t yield to evil… how troublesome.”
Isabelle sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose.
“So, what should we do then? We can’t just leave her alone.”
“It’s simple, isn’t it? Let’s kill her. Cleaning up afterward may be annoying, but leaving Roxanne, who’s actively targeting us, is even more dangerous.”
In any case, they couldn’t just let Roxanne roam free.
If negotiations, threats, or coercion wouldn’t work on her, what other choice was there? They would have to take the risk and kill her.
“Wait a second…”
Suddenly.
“Wouldn’t it be better to wait and observe the situation first?”
Out of nowhere, Baek Yoorin, who had been silently watching, voiced her opposition.
Yoo Dahee blinked in surprise.
“Huh? Why bother?”
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“How do you think… Roxanne found out the identities of the new recruits?”
Yoo Dahee’s eyebrow twitched at Baek Yoorin’s cryptic words.
“Are you saying one of us might have leaked the information?”
“Well… it’s possible, don’t you think?”
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“I don’t want to believe that.”
But it was the most rational suspicion.
Unless someone knew the future, the most realistic scenario was that someone inside had given her the information.
However, talking about betrayal was a sensitive topic, so she hadn’t wanted to bring it up openly.
There was already a lack of trust among the members.
If she said something like that, it would just deepen the atmosphere of distrust.
“Oh dear? Am I being suspected again? Baek Yoorin, are you suspecting me like Alex did?”
“…Who knows?”
Of all the people who knew the identities of the new recruits, Kim Seohan was the most suspicious.
He pointed to himself with a troubled expression.
“Wow, harsh. I thought we were Union classmates. Hm?”
“…”
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“Or are you upset with me about something?”
“…I just wanted to suggest that information might be leaking. After all, didn’t we all kind of expect this? We just hadn’t said it out loud.”
Baek Yoorin rolled her emotionless eyes and stared directly at Yoo Dahee.
Her gray eyes bore into Yoo Dahee’s face.
“Right now… even if we plan an assassination on Roxanne, it might be leaked to her, and we could end up walking into a trap. So, wouldn’t it be better to wait and strengthen our internal affairs?”
Well, it made sense.
It definitely made sense.
“Hmm.”
Yoo Dahee stroked her chin, looking somewhat intrigued as she gazed at Baek Yoorin.
It was a little unexpected.
Normally, Baek Yoorin would just yawn with a blank expression, throw out a vote against whatever was being discussed because it was a hassle, and be done with it.
But today, Baek Yoorin was unusually assertive with her opinion.
Was it because she was particularly concerned about the possibility of internal information being leaked?
Given her circumstances, it made sense. After all, Baek Yoorin would be in a lot of trouble if her identity were exposed.
That’s because Baek Yoorin was a direct descendant of the Baek family.
Though, she didn’t seem to care much about whether her involvement with Rebellion got exposed or not. She didn’t seem to have any particular attachment to her family.
“I’m in favor of attacking Roxanne, but I also think we should prioritize finding out how she discovered the new recruits’ identities.”
Alex, who had been observing with his arms crossed, also voiced his support for Baek Yoorin’s argument.
“As Baek Yoorin said, there could be a snitch among us.”
To be honest, Alex was suspicious of Kim Seohan.
He wanted to press him further.
“Or, Roxanne could’ve found out on her own. Though that seems less likely.”
“Hmm.”
The Rebellion members each expressed their thoughts.
Some wanted to assassinate Roxanne, some suggested waiting and watching, others pushed for finding the traitor, and some proposed threats or negotiations.
After much back and forth.
In the end, it was decided to delay the assassination of Roxanne.
The priority was to root out the internal traitor, if there was one.
And if there wasn’t, they needed to figure out how Roxanne had learned the identities of the new recruits.
“Hah, my head hurts. Things have gotten so complicated. Isn’t our organization starting to feel a bit scattered?”
After the meeting ended.
Most of the members had left the officetel.
In the now-empty office, Yoo Dahee sat in a chair, speaking privately with Baek Yoorin, whom she had asked to stay behind.
“A traitor, huh… I really don’t want to believe that.”
“…Yoo Dahee.”
“Yes?”
“Why did you ask me to stay?”
“Oh, no need to be so on guard. It’s not because I suspect you. I just have something to give you. Here, take it.”
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Yoo Dahee casually tossed a book to her.
It was a martial arts manual, the kind you’d find in old Chinese wuxia novels.
“It’s a swordsmanship manual I snagged from a master of the Original Nation Sword. Unlike the one in the ancient Military Martial Arts Manual, it’s been modernized and reinterpreted.”
“…”
“How about it? Think it might help you break through to the next level? It’s kind of a secret-edition book.”
“…Hmm.”
Baek Yoorin quickly skimmed through the swordsmanship manual with an intrigued expression.
After flipping through it briefly, she blinked several times.
She drew the sword at her waist and swung it through the air a few times, her face suddenly taking on a subtle expression.
Though her face was typically expressionless, it was clear that she wasn’t all that impressed.
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“…Well, thanks.”
“You don’t sound very grateful. Didn’t help much, did it?”
“…To be honest, I don’t think it’ll be of much help.”
“Really? Aww, that’s a shame. I went through a lot to get that.”
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Yoo Dahee felt a bit troubled, having recruited Baek Yoorin to Rebellion by promising to help her reach a breakthrough or find the Vigilante, but now it seemed like she couldn’t offer much help.
Oh, come to think of it… Is Lee Jinhyuk the Vigilante?
Suddenly, the thought crossed her mind.
“Baek Yoorin, didn’t you say you faced Lee Jinhyuk during the Ranking Battle?”
“Why?”
“So, what was he like? Was he the Vigilante you were looking for?”
“…”
Baek Yoorin let out a deep sigh and pressed her lips together.
Then she looked up and met Yoo Dahee’s gaze.
Her eyes were filled with a mix of emotions.
“…No.”
“What? He wasn’t? I heard he even blocked a few of your attacks during the Ranking Battle…”
“Seems like… he’s someone else.”
“That’s surprising in its own way. For a regular trainee to have given you and even managed to wound my hand… Union really has no shortage of talented people, huh…”
Yoo Dahee grumbled, her face turning sour.
“Our recruits are all in Roxanne’s hands, though. Ugh, thinking about it again just pisses me off.”
“Yoo Dahee, are we done talking?”
“For now, yeah.”
“Then I’m leaving.”
“Tch, so cold. Fine, go on, get out of here.”
Without hesitation, Baek Yoorin turned and left.
Yoo Dahee watched her figure disappear into the distance.
Once Baek Yoorin was out of sight, Yoo Dahee sighed deeply, leaning back in her chair as she mumbled to herself.
“A traitor, huh… I wonder.”
Could there really be a traitor?
If so, who could it be?
How could they root them out?
…Yoo Dahee’s head was filled with complicated thoughts.
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“…So that’s what happened.”
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“I see. Good work.”
Sitting silently in a chair, I listened as Baek Yoorin relayed everything from the Rebellion meeting.
End of Chapter.