Chapter 93.1

Chapter 93 – Rule 30: The Disciplinary Committee Leader Doesn’t Lose (2)

 

“Ugh…!”

Kim Dalbi woke up with a jolt, feeling a sharp sense of foreboding.

She shot up, gasping for breath. The remnants of a nightmare flickered in her mind like shadows.

In the dream, Ahn Woo-jin had shrunk and was placed on a dining table. Sitting before him was the Glutton, Hong Kyu, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, licking his lips.

The knife sliced through Woo-jin as if he were a steak, but Dalbi could do nothing.

That was the kind of dream she had.

“What kind of dream was that…?”

[Dalbi! Dalbi!]

At that moment, a small goblin with red skin appeared, as if waiting for the right time. Dalbi broke out in a cold sweat, feeling uneasy.

“What are you? Did you make me have that dream?”

Dalbi’s trembling voice made the goblin nod cautiously.

[I don’t know the exact details of the dream, but it’s true that I caused it.]

“Why?”

[The Glutton… has targeted Ahn Woo-jin with his ultimate magic technique. I detected it because there was an anomaly in the mark engraved on Woo-jin.]

Dalbi’s heart sank, and her pupils quivered.

“What are you saying…? I thought that was meant for Goliath…? No, it doesn’t make sense…! Why would he use something like that on Woo-jin? Did the Head Principal order this? Why didn’t I know Hong Kyu would do this?!”

[The Head Principal was likely aware of your involvement, so she kept it hidden from you.]

Everything felt surreal, as if she couldn’t grasp what was happening.

“Then what am I supposed to…!”

Dalbi looked out the window with a pained expression.

She wanted to rush to Woo-jin’s side and save him.

But Woo-jin had Oh Baek-seo.

Baek-seo could protect Woo-jin.

“What about Baek-seo? Where is Oh Baek-seo? What is she doing?”

[I’m not sure. I’m still trying to locate her.]

Dalbi bit her lower lip.

She had promised not to interfere in their lives any longer.

But upon hearing that Baek-seo’s whereabouts were unknown and that the Glutton had activated his ultimate magic technique targeting Woo-jin, she couldn’t just sit still.

Clink, clink.

Dalbi quickly donned the battle attire of the Six Sinners’ Goblin and asked with a deadly tone.

“Where is Woo-jin?”

[Presumably in the Zero Zone. But you cannot enter.]

“Of course.”

[What will you do?]

Dalbi fixed her determined gaze on the empty space in front of her and pulled the goblin mask over her face.

“I’ll save Woo-jin.”

Just this one last time.

Dalbi resolved to interfere in Woo-jin’s life once more.

* * *

For a moment, my consciousness faded.

I couldn’t comprehend what had struck me. The ground beneath me liquefied, and my body sank into it, pulling me downward as if I were drowning.

It happened abruptly while I was taking a break from interrogating Moon Chae-won and getting some fresh air at night.

“Hey.”

*Slap, slap.*

I felt a light tapping on my cheeks.

I regained consciousness and opened my eyes, focusing on the figure before me.

The first thing I noticed was the grotesque mask covering half of the person’s face. It was shaped with a wide, slashed mouth and protruding teeth.

The part of his face that the mask didn’t cover was a red, humanoid form devoid of any distinct features except a mouth, like a faceless spirit.

It was the effect of the mask.

Behind the red man, there were bizarre structures and pillars made of magical energy, resembling a mystical altar.

My mind was sluggish.

I had been at Ahsung High moments ago, but now, I couldn’t immediately grasp where I was.

But then…

“Disciplinary Committee Leader, you’re finally awake?”

A distorted voice.

I knew very well who this monster was.

‘My body….’

I was on my knees, with my limbs bound.

I didn’t have the confidence to break free. Chains of impossibly dense magical power tightly restrained me.

My body wouldn’t move. It felt as if I had lost control over most of my physical functions.

Moreover…

‘I’m losing my magic power… I can’t even use it.’

Magic power was being drained from my body at an alarming rate. I couldn’t use my magic. It didn’t even feel like my own magic anymore.

Had my control over my magic been stolen? It seemed even Geumyang wouldn’t be able to emerge under these circumstances.

Behind me, I heard the sloshing noise of something massive, followed by the sound of someone savoring a meal with a mouth full of saliva. It felt like a giant creature was present.

My magic was being siphoned through the chains directly to that entity.

Spatial leaps were impossible. I was defenseless, having my magic forcibly absorbed.

‘This is… oh.’

As my senses fully returned, my eyes widened.

There was no mistaking what was happening.

‘The Glutton’s ultimate magic technique…!’

The context was clear.

Why had the Glutton’s ultimate magic technique, meant for Goliath, been used on me?

This was supposed to be the Head Principal’s trump card too.

It felt utterly unreal, but I clung to my sanity and tried to analyze the situation. I had to understand what was going on.

“You’re so shocked that you can’t even speak…?”

The masked man grabbed my hair and spoke, as if craving my attention.

Anger and fear welled up inside me. I narrowed my eyes and glared at the masked man.

“…Who are you?”

I knew who he was.

I was just pretending not to.

I knew that this bastard had a massive ego.

“Huh?”

As expected, the masked man’s mouth twisted in irritation.

Whip!

“Guh!”

The masked man yanked my hair upward.

“You’re the Disciplinary Committee Leader, and you don’t know who I am?”

“Maybe if you’d show your face properly. How am I supposed to know the identity of the ‘Glutton’?”

“Come on, you know, don’t you?”

The masked man’s elongated mouth curved into a smile.

“We’ve met before, haven’t we?”

The masked man removed his mask.

As I blinked, his real face was revealed.

Slicked-back red hair. An arrogant face with a laid-back smile.

“We met last time too, remember? That was fun, wasn’t it?”

One of the Six Sinners, the Glutton—Hong Kyu.

“So… it was you after all.”

“Oh, did I give myself away?”

“I had my suspicions, even if I didn’t have solid proof.”

“Impressive! Your instincts are sharp, just like a true Disciplinary Committee Leader. I genuinely respect that ability.”

“Doesn’t feel like respect, given the treatment you’re giving me right now.”

“That’s different.”

Hong Kyu leaned toward me with a sly grin.

“No… Showing you this ability is the greatest respect I could give.”

Hong Kyu released my hair, stepped back, and spread his arms wide, laughing gleefully.

“Look, Disciplinary Committee Leader! This is the pinnacle of my power, the Feast to the Gods! ‘Heavenly Banquet Offering!’”

The overwhelming magic power flooded the surroundings.

Now I could see it.

The vision of the city filled my sight.

An empty cityscape visible even in the night’s darkness.

The scenery of the Zero Zone.

And then.

“This place is now the dining table of the God of Gluttony.”

Unique ability: God of Gluttony.

Secret technique.

Magic Technique Form No. 6, ‘Heavenly Banquet Offering.’

Hong Kyu’s grandiose display might look like mere bravado, but the Heavenly Banquet Offering was an incredibly dangerous magic technique.

It forcefully transported the target onto the dining table of the God of Gluttony, making it consume the target’s magic.

The caster must satisfy the God of Gluttony; otherwise, even the caster risks being devoured. But the God seemed to relish my magic, sucking it up and savoring it.

‘Don’t look back. Or your head will be crushed.’

I had to use every bit of knowledge I possessed.

The Glutton’s ultimate magic technique could only be activated once in his lifetime. It was his trump card.

In the original story, Heavenly Banquet Offering was not a magic technique used against the protagonist, Lee Taesung.

The target was none other than Goliath, the strongest in Neo Seoul.