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    Quarterfinals.

    Since it is a gathering of eight of the world’s strongest S-class heroes, the venue must be a place where there is no harm to the audience.

    Of course, Baek Sul-hee Stadium in Busan is perfect.

    Everyone decided that there was no other environment that could block the power of Gwangyukgong, Doblin, and others.

    Some people talked about regional coexistence and other things, and argued that at least one game of the quarterfinals should be held somewhere else, but the moment the person who made that argument said, ‘Where is the stadium?’, his mouth fell flat.

    Mobilizing pregnant women to build a stadium? Absurd.

    For a stadium to be able to withstand the power battle of S-class heroes, its defenses had to be strong enough, and in the end, everyone gathered in Busan again.

    And it’s my turn for game 1.

    Finally, the time has come to deal with Cheok Jun-kyung for revenge, not Yoon Hye-ra’s revenge.

    “Um.”

    I checked my appearance as Doblin in the mirror one more time.

    Although he looks young because he was deliberately changed to a boy’s form, there is one thing that is different from usual.

    One eye burning red.

    A form of so-called ‘odd eye’.

    Using magical power, a protective film is spread over the cornea like a lens, and the left part of the protective film is now red.

    It’s not an ordinary red color.

    It’s a color that makes you feel like someone’s red, and people who know it will notice it with an ‘ah’ sound.

    ‘Even if you find out in advance, nothing will change.’

    Even if you notice it a few seconds early anyway, people will find out soon enough.

    About how non-standard Doblin is.

    Jerk, jerk.

    Footsteps echo loudly.

    As I was leaving the waiting room, the reporters who were trying to interview me with their Taegeuk watches extended towards me backed away with stern expressions.

    “Uh, huh…?”

    Even Seonmudang and reporter Han Seon-ah, who had dark expressions on their faces, looked at me blankly in surprise.

    What’s unique about me in the TV video that shows me in real time is-

    “Um, over there… is that…?”

    “…….”

    Like in the round of 16, he goes up to the stadium with a calm and cool expression without any kind words or anything.

    “I was waiting….”

    Cheok Jun-kyung, who was waiting on the other side of the stadium, holding his signature weapon, Hwandu Daedo, with both hands, looked at me with a stern expression.

    “What is that…?”

    “Well. If I had to name it.”

    I got on the pitch.

    Everyone is paying attention to me, not Cheok Jun-kyung.

    To be exact, the red burning flame in front of my head.

    “If it were America, it would be good to call it ‘Jack O’Lantern’, but since it is a technology developed in Korea, should it be called ‘wisp of the devil’?”

    “……!”

    If you think about it just as it sounds, you can understand it as a flame that is like an illusion.

    However, in this country, the word ‘goblin’ is a word that people are reluctant to use or worry about.

    Moreover, there is a story going around on the internet right now saying, ‘Isn’t Doblin actually a young goblin?’

    Since the masterminds themselves are spreading the ‘Doblin = Goblin theory’, the name Doblin = Goblin doesn’t just sound empty.

    [Game, game, let’s start ㅡㅡㅡ!!]

    The ball rang.

    Cheok Jun-gyeong takes up his posture and sets the Hwandu Daedo to the side.

    “Is that your exclusive weapon?”

    “If you know that it is a dedicated weapon, then you also know what this long sword is, right?”

    “It’s a weapon refined from mana gold. I could put it in a museum right now as a treasure.”

    “Because it was actually copied. Ah, just the appearance.”

    Turn national treasures into weapons.

    Anyone who is even slightly interested in history, including those who are seeing it for the first time, will be filled with excitement as they see the hero wielding a national treasure.

    however.

    “It looks like they are ready for battle, but this side needs some preparation.”

    “What?”

    “Since it is the quarterfinals, shouldn’t we take out the cards we prepared one by one?”

    To provoke.

    “I’ll show you. My new look.”

    If this were villain vs. villain, the other person would definitely have reacted like this.

    -Do you think they will give me a chance to do something like transformation?!

    Even if it were just me, I would have done the same thing right now.

    If crushing the opponent’s pride after he or she has transformed is not an efficient way to win, I usually try to defeat him by stabbing his weak points before the transformation.

    “…Hmph. I don’t know how you’re trying to transform, but you know that everyone hates you if you transform for too long, right?”

    But Cheok Jun-kyung is, first of all, a hero.

    “10 seconds. After counting to 10 seconds, I will attack right away. There is no such thing as player concessions.”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong infuses magic power into the Hwandu Daedo just as he was in his stance.

    “Are you planning to strike right after the transformation?”

    “8 seconds.”

    Although it wasn’t actually 10 seconds, he was counting very leisurely, but the meaning of telling the time instead of answering my words was obvious.

    “I’ll show you right away.”

    Don’t waste time and change quickly.

    As per his wish, I draped a specially converted goblin bat over my shoulder for transformation.

    “I hope for the possibility of the future to come to me.”

    “……!”

    There is no need to talk too much.

    “Mental stimulation, rapid growth, overgrowth, nurturing.”

    “……??”

    It’s natural that you don’t understand.

    This is just like a spell I roughly say to myself to activate my special ability as quickly as possible.

    “Liberation.”

    Embrace the ghostly fire all over your body.

    He sheds his boyish form and quickly re-establishes his compressed body.

    Grumbling!!

    A pillar of black fire burns around me.

    From the outside, it looked like the flame of the Black Flame Demon Suzaku, but unlike the color of the Black Flame Demon Suzaku, the flame was only black.

    “10 seconds have passed!!”

    Cheok Jun-kyung shouts loudly and runs towards me.

    As if he knew that what he had set up with flames was a barrier for transformation, he slashed at the black pillar of fire with his sword and rushed inside.

    Suddenly!

    The pillar of fire split.

    Although it was a flame burning with magic power, it could not withstand the slash of magic power sharply refined with mana gold.

    “Gotcha…!!”

    And when Cheok Jun-kyung came inside, he looked up at me and his expression hardened.

    “You, no way-”

    “Slow.”

    Grumble!

    Extend your left hand forward and emit flames from your fingertips.

    The flames, made entirely of black, resembled the breath expelling from the dragon’s mouth.

    “Keuuu!!”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong raised the Hwandu Daedo vertically and unfolded a hemispherical protective shield.

    The flames engulfed Cheok Jun-gyeong and made him step back, and Cheok Jun-gyeong continued to retreat and was out of the range of firepower.

    Ta-ah.

    The moment I jumped backwards, a pillar of black fire rose from below.

    If Cheok Jun-kyung had been a little later, he would have probably been blown straight up into the sky by the pillar of fire.

    Passs.

    The remnants of the pillar of fire that covered the surrounding area fade away.

    To be exact, I recovered the magic power I unleashed with the pillar of fire, and most of the mana I used returned to my cradle.

    “What happened to you…”

    “Is there anything special? This is my true self.”

    My reflection in Hwandudaedo.

    “Nice to meet you. It is called Doblin.”

    Odd Eye, with blonde hair and blue and red eyes –

    “Doji…hwan?”

    He looked very similar to a certain Korean.

    and.

    “No, that can’t be possible. Because Do Ji-hwan….”

    “Sure. There it is.”

    A young man who looks exactly like me, with black hair and brown eyes, is sitting right next to Baek Seol-hee in the VVIP audience.

    “Two people who look the same are in the same place. This is the doppelganger or something.”

    * * *

    [Uh, what happened?! After Doblin transformed, he looked exactly like the patriotic general Do Ji-hwan!]

    [The patriotic leader is in the stands right now?! How on earth did this happen?!]

    [This is what I want to ask!!]

    Casters, commentators, and even the audience were thrown into chaos.

    There may be people who look the same.

    But one such being is a patriotic general, and the other is Doblin in action?

    This cannot happen in common sense.

    “…….”

    Baek Seol-hee stood up.

    Whether people were confused or not, Baek Seol-hee extended her hand towards Do Ji-hwan as per the role given to her.

    “Let’s go, Jihwan. Before people bother you.”

    “…….”

    Do Ji-hwan held Baek Sul-hee’s hand with a stern expression, and Baek Sul-hee linked arms with Do Ji-hwan and left the stands and returned to the waiting room.

    “Snow White!! How did this happen…!”

    “More details later. We will do our best to maintain the stadium barrier, so please rest assured.”

    Baek Seol-hee, who pushed through the crowd by using her magic to push away the reporters rushing around her, went straight into the waiting room.

    Sweet.

    As soon as the door to the waiting room was locked, Baek Seol-hee uncrossed her arms.

    “Ha….”

    Passs.

    With a sigh of relief, Do Ji-hwan’s ‘outside’ quickly crumbled like a snowflake.

    And inside, a statue that looked exactly like Do Ji-hwan appeared, and Baek Seol-hee placed the very identical statue of Do Ji-hwan in a blind spot that was not visible from the entrance, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV.

    “What on earth are you trying to do?…”

    Baek Seol-hee shook her head towards the ‘real person’ in the stadium.

    “What are you trying to do by making people with headaches lose their hair and making money through hair loss medicine? Really.”

    The truth is out there.

    but.

    “…I don’t know either.”

    Baek Seol-hee also simply did a favor and does not know the details.

    I decided to see for myself and then listen later to see how they would mock and deceive the world.

    “First of all….”

    Although it was full of chaos outside, Baek Seol-hee laid down the back of the sofa and lay down in the most comfortable position.

    “Cheok Jun-kyung: Winning is unconditional, so let’s see how we win. But…”

    Comfortable in the middle.

    “…Not Suzaku, but a dragon?”

    I felt a little anxious.

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