Confusion 3

The Republic of Korea is the only country that overcame the first Gate.

But the scars cannot be said to be light even in empty words.

They had to lose.

Countless righteous people who threw away their bodies like straw.

Today’s Republic of Korea was founded on their sacrifices.

Thus, even if called great heroes, they pay tribute to those sacrifices.

Of course, some non-citizens were not included in this.

The traitors who sought to slander from within couldn’t even find their corpses.

It was strange, if anything.

Despite the fact that there were not just one or two ‘traitor’ corpses.

The bodies were nowhere to be seen.

As if they never existed in the first place.

They disappeared somewhere.

As if someone had stolen them away.

They must be found.

Even if indifferent to politics or ideology, the desecration of the deceased’s bodies cannot be tolerated.

“Are you the commander?”

“You are…”

Lee Yeon’s regime was shaking beneath the surface.

Now was the best opportunity.

A man who would have waited for a bit more opportunity originally, emerged into the light.

“Free Korea. That’s my nickname.”

“…What business do you have?”

He appeared before Kim Il-soo, who had smuggled himself in.

“I thought I might join you for a trip to Kyushu Island.”

They had thoroughly searched Korean soil once.

No traces could be found.

“As long as you don’t interfere, do as you please.”

China, blocked by the wall, was out of the question.

Then there was one place nearby worth exploring.

“Wouldn’t it be better to have one more comrade fighting against that con artist?”

“I agree.”

“What’s your name?”

“It’s Lee Si-woo. Commander Kim Il-soo.”

The tone of a civilian, not a soldier.

But if he’s a comrade standing against that con artist, no matter who, he would be a true soldier.

The two players shook hands.

It was clearly something far from the original fate.

The flight was quite quiet.

The Academy’s state-of-the-art private jet allows for short-distance flights.

This is a step towards the possibility that humans will reclaim even the sky someday.

Han Seoyeon, without uttering a single word, fell into a deep sleep.

Only her soft breathing echoed in the cabin.

Was it because of excessive fatigue and burden?

The girl slept as if dead.

And by the side of the defenseless black-haired girl.

As always, silver hair was fluttering.

“So.”

Taking advantage of Han Seoyeon’s sleep.

Lee Ha-yul asked.

“How did it go? Your love situation.”

“…Well.”

Michaela’s answer was cautious.

Her voice was low and subdued.

During the month.

Michaela finally confessed to the girl.

The confession was made.

Michaela could covet everything about the girl.

“I wonder.”

But she ended up making her sad.

Her obsession, the girl.

Michaela Ernst von Wittelsbach’s love is unnecessarily heavy.

She won’t allow any wandering eyes.

Making the girl cry is painful.

But Michaela was happy that the girl had chosen her in some form after all.

That undisguisable, welling happiness was confusing Michaela.

She was inwardly smiling even though the girl was sad.

On the other hand, it was so disgusting.

Michaela couldn’t give a definite answer.

“I’m not sure. Right now.”

“Is that so?”

Lee Ha-yul tilted her head, with eyes that didn’t understand.

She even felt a bit frustrated.

“However.”

Michaela gently ruffled the sleeping girl’s hair.

“I will protect this child. That’s all.”

“…What.”

Comfortably.

Looking at the girl lying next to Michaela as if she were at home.

“You’re practically a couple already.”

With a slight hint of regret.

And offered sincere congratulations.

Japan was the country that suffered the most damage due to the Gate incident.

More than any other major power.

They lost their main island.

Not people, but land, their homeland was permanently lost.

Japan literally sank.

Even the Japanese Emperor, who spoke of an unbroken lineage, ended up as fish food.

All that remained were Kyushu Island, the Ryukyu Islands, and the Hokkaido area.

The Yamato race was driven to the brink of extinction.

From ancient times, there’s only one way for a small country to survive.

Bowing their heads to the neighboring great power.

Thus, the Administrative Bureau was established on Kyushu Island.

The Japanese apologized on their knees and repented for the war crimes they had committed in the past.

Hokkaido was originally Ainu land, but it was forcibly annexed by Japan’s war crimes, so it was incorporated into Korea through a national referendum.

Similarly, the Ryukyu Islands were also forcibly annexed by Japan’s war crimes, so they became independent through a national referendum.

There was no future for Japan today.

This place was just a stage for inferior weak nations, wasting precious Korean taxpayers’ money.

If anything remained, it was just a handful of subculture.

Even that was just pre-Gate past content trending among the AG generation.

If there’s any value to be found in this land.

It’s just as a location for the Academy’s final practical evaluation.

“We’ve arrived.”

Han Seoyeon followed Lee Ha-yul and set foot on Japanese soil.

The building in front was clean, unlike the gloomy setting, because this was a Korean residential area.

Japanese people cannot leave their residential areas.

This was the hero’s decision to protect an endangered species.

“Kyaa─!”

It should have been so originally.

But today was different.

“Yeon-sama!”

“Yeon-sama! Look over here!”

“Yeon-sama! Yeon-sama!”

A crowd had gathered.

A crowd of Japanese people.

They were calling out in unison.

Adding ‘sama’ to the name Han Seoyeon.

“…Quite popular.”

Lee Ha-yul broke out in a cold sweat at this unexpected event.

As a second-year student, this was her first preliminary survey, and she hadn’t predicted this.

Even Japanese people have human rights.

They had the right to meet the advanced and great students of the Republic of Korea Academy.

Of course, this too was the hero’s will.

Haven’t the uncivilized Japanese received civilization through the Joseon Tongsinsa from ancient times?

“Honmono no samurai! Yeon-sama!”

But this popularity was exceptional.

The reason was the sword at her waist.

“Please become the Shogun to rule over Japan!”

“Yeon-sama! Yeon-sama!”

A Japanese sword.

The fantasy of a samurai associated with it.

For the Japanese who only accessed outside news through media, it became a kind of hope.

It was a false hope.

Today’s footage was planned to be used as material to fill Koreans’ national pride, as an anecdote of uncivilized Japanese clinging to a Korean hero.

“…Let’s go.”

Han Seoyeon paid no attention to them.

She turned her eyes away from them.

Her embrace is narrow.

If she hugs one person, it becomes full.

“Yeon-sama! Yeon-sama!”

“Don’t abandon Japan!”

As Han Seoyeon left, screams erupted from behind.

It became a chaotic scene with the noise of Japanese people rushing in and embassy staff restraining them mixed together.

“…Are those two the famous Falling Star Swordsman?”

Because of such chaos.

Criminals could easily infiltrate.

“Is that student Han Seoyeon? I didn’t expect her to participate in the preliminary survey.”

Lee Si-woo gritted his teeth.

Those, Lee Yeon’s subordinates.

Just seeing them filled him with indignation.

His fists clenched.

“Not now.”

The one who stopped the young man was none other than Kim Il-soo.

“There are too many people. At this rate, innocent people might get hurt.”

The reason was always one.

If they acted recklessly here, innocent civilians, specifically Koreans working at the embassy, might get hurt.

Of course, Kim Il-soo didn’t care about the well-being of the Japanese.

It was because he was a Korean soldier.

From ancient times, the main enemies of the Republic of Korea were North Korea and Japan.

Whatever end these inferior failed nations met, it wasn’t Kim Il-soo’s concern.

The confusion was brief.

With the help of the Korean forces in Japan, the Japanese were made to return to their residential areas.

‘I’ve put you two in the same room. There were only two rooms available. The preliminary survey is scheduled to start tomorrow. Both of you get plenty of rest today.’

Lee Ha-yul said this and headed to her own room, leaving Michaela and Han Seoyeon.

“…Michaela.”

“What is it, Seoyeon.”

It’s still awkward.

There’s still a sense of unfamiliarity even when calling each other’s names as lovers.

“I’m weak. I’m a weak person.”

“No. You are strong.”

“I’m weak.”

“…”

“I’m saying I’m weak.”

Nevertheless, Han Seoyeon must move forward.

Even if it’s so painful it feels like her heart will tear apart for making Baek Da-eun sad.

Running away, at least, is not an option.

She wished for it herself.

To become the protagonist.

For her younger sister’s happiness.

As a result, she couldn’t make everyone happy.

“I’m weak, always a coward relying only on Michaela.”

Despite that.

Han Seoyeon had a reason, a duty to move forward.

“Do you still want to protect someone like me?”

“Of course.”

“Then, can I be a little selfish?”

“…Naturally.”

She might not be able to achieve a perfect happy ending.

But that doesn’t mean she can let go of everything now, does she?

Han Seoyeon protects Lee Ha-yul.

She doesn’t let her die.

She worried about it, and worried again.

She combined all kinds of knowledge, even predicting the butterfly effect.

This time, she will not fail.