26.

    The leader of the Gold Dragons, Euclid, was struck with a sudden headache upon hearing the news.

    – Something is happening in the Mausu Forest!

    – Just now, the sentinels brought back news! Seven dragons have escaped from the Mausu Forest.

    No matter how much Hermes tried to lock down information about Seonghyun.

    This crossed a line that was far beyond.

    What could possibly be happening inside the forest?

    Euclid urgently called for the team leader.

    In response to Euclid’s urgent summons, the team leader dropped everything and rushed over.

    Could it be?

    Could it be that person? Have they been found?

    Running frantically, it felt like his heart was about to burst, but that didn’t matter.

    Just a few days. That’s what others might say.

    But.

    Seonghyun’s defense team leader, Nakamoto Satoshi, was not like that.

    Nakamoto recalled his past.

    In the past, he was far from the law.

    No.

    He was more of a criminal who went beyond the law.

    He was a yakuza. A subordinate, even their leader.

    A man who lived his whole life by the sword. That was the Nakamoto of the past.

    And yet, he could become the leader of the legal team, directly under Seonghyun, all thanks to Seonghyun.

    “That day. Everything changed for me.”

    The first meeting with Seonghyun couldn’t even be called forced.

    It was the day Nakamoto was in conflict with another yakuza group.

    He suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

    Sipping on banana milk, watching their fight.

    The yakuza approached him with a sharp sashimi knife.

    “Hey! What are you doing here?”

    Even as they offered him the sashimi, the man in front of them didn’t even flinch.

    “What? Why are you causing trouble? I’m just drinking banana milk.”

    In Korean?

    Seeming like a tourist, Nakamoto stepped forward himself.

    The other yakuza were hot-headed and could have laid hands on the tourist.

    “Hey. If you’re a tourist, go on your way. Just take a look.”

    Nakamoto spoke in a fierce tone.

    But underneath, he hoped the tourist would leave this place.

    But.

    “What?”

    The man in front of him didn’t even pretend to listen.

    Nakamoto thought.

    It was over. He couldn’t do anything more.

    So.

    As a last resort, he drew the sword at his waist to threaten the other to flee.

    “Kill him. Blame your attitude if you leave.”

    Please, run away.

    But.

    Nakamoto’s will was shattered.

    Instead of fleeing, the man casually tapped the sword with a straw.

    “I don’t think you’re actually going to kill me. You’re a strange one. Are you a yakuza?”

    And then, out of nowhere, he said.

    “Call the police, guys.”

    As the man spoke a short sentence in Japanese.

    A massive number of police officers swarmed in.

    What is this?

    He clearly had finished talking with the police.

    He had decided not to interfere in this conflict.

    But. How did they end up here?

    “It seems you don’t understand?”

    It was Japanese.

    “It’s simple. You guys always say, ‘Fists are closer than the law.’”

    I really hate that saying.

    It started in Japanese, but the rest was in Korean, so he couldn’t understand.

    What did he do?

    He wanted to ask, but.

    Due to the rushing police officers, Nakamoto had to evade for the time being.

    “You! See you again!”

    Still, this might be for the best.

    Nakamoto thought so.

    No matter how the situation turned out, fists were closer than he thought. That man would have a hard time in Japan from now on.

    But. That thought was wrong.

    The law was closer than he thought. Nakamoto and his yakuza underlings all ended up in prison.

    Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

    But. After a day or two, new yakuza members started coming in.

    It was strange.

    Was this even possible? It was clearly an alien occurrence.

    It was something that shouldn’t have happened and was not even possible.

    Yakuza crackdown?

    That doesn’t even happen in novels.

    Because it’s unrealistic.

    But. But then.

    What is this situation that is right in front of us?

    The Japanese government announced that they would crack down on all the yakuza nationwide due to pressure from the US government.

    They made this announcement.

    What followed was even more absurd. Business leaders who had not stepped forward before began to step up.

    Those with connections were demoted and had no choice but to strip themselves of their clothes.

    Everyone in Japan thought, how could this happen?

    What on earth is going on?

    The same thought was running through Nakamoto’s mind in his prison cell.

    When the prisons were filled with yakuza to the point where they could not take any more.

    Nakamoto felt fear.

    “No way? No, right? Can that really happen…?”

    There was one person who came to mind.

    The man who was drinking banana milk at that time.

    His rationality, who used to study law in the past, spoke up.

    That man.

    How on earth!

    Nakamoto wanted to know.

    What on earth had happened.

    At that moment, someone called out to Nakamoto.

    “Hey Nakamoto, do you know a Korean? Someone came to visit you?”

    “A Korean? That’s… ”

    He was about to say there was none.

    But. There was one.

    The person he most wanted to meet right now.

    But why?

    Their encounter was just a thing of the past.

    It was not a good memory for him either.

    And it would have been even worse for that man.

    As expected, that man was at the visiting room.

    Drinking banana milk just like before.

    “Hey~ How are you holding up here?”

    How. The words rose to his throat and then went back down.

    I.

    I have no right to ask this person any questions.

    Seonghyun could read his thoughts.

    “Oh? You’re sharper than you look? Correct. You have no right. A mere yakuza boss like you asking me questions? That’s not going to happen. Unless it helps me.”

    Helps you?

    What does that mean?

    “I mean. I believe that everyone should be given a chance. I found out that you were quite good at studying during your school days. Top of the class at Tokyo University’s Law Department? Wow~ Why would such a talent like you be involved with yakuza?”

    He must know everything.

    Why I had no choice but to do this.

    “You… don’t know, do you…?”

    His fist involuntarily clenched.

    He wanted to punch that smiling face.

    “Oh please, my father told me~ I hope you didn’t say anything like that.”

    A hit right on the mark.

    Nakamoto stood up immediately and aimed a punch at Seonghyun’s face.

    But.

    That punch was blocked by Seonghyun’s palm.

    “Predictable.”

    Seonghyun’s eyes, visible between his palms, turned cold.

    “I’ll give you a chance. Drop everything and start studying law again.”

    But….

    “The bond between yakuza? It doesn’t matter anymore if you quit. It’s not just about you, it affects the people around you, right? Who cares about that now.”

    That’s right.

    All the yakuza would have been taken care of by the man in front of him.

    But….

    “Why the puzzled look? There are many reasons. I’ve always been disgusted by guys who rely on their fists. Talent is always welcome. Mr. Top of Tokyo University.”

    Just because of that?

    Nakamoto became curious.

    About this man.

    A spark of life ignited in Nakamoto’s eyes.

    Can I do it again. Study….

    Do I have the right to do it again….

    One face came to Nakamoto’s mind.

    Hajime.

    His university friend.

    The unfortunate one who was brutally murdered by the yakuza because he wanted to choose studying.

    Nakamoto agonized.

    “Do I… have the right to study again?”

    “Who gives you that right? It’s up to you if you want to do it.”

    Nakamoto felt like the filth surrounding him was being washed away by those words.

    The man handed Nakamoto his business card.

    SH Group CEO Kim Seonghyun.

    “If you feel like studying, contact me. Take care then.”

    The man’s back was visible.

    At that moment, Nakamoto felt it.

    Ah.

    It’s him.

    If it’s him, I can trust him.

    That was the moment.

    When Nakamoto changed.

    When the true leader, Satoshi Nakamoto, began to reveal himself.

    That’s why. Seonghyun’s presence was so important to the law enforcement team leader Nakamoto.

    Huff, huff.

    Once this door is opened.

    The knight with golden eyes guarding the king’s office opened the door.

    The king appeared. Still with his golden eyes and hair, and an arrogant expression, but he seemed urgent.

    What? What’s going on?

    The king spoke.

    “Do you know what happens when Seonghyun gets angry?”

    Seonghyun?

    No. That’s not important.

    “Are you looking for him?”

    “I found him a long time ago.”

    You found him a long time ago? Then why now!

    As Nakamoto was about to question further.

    Euclid raised his hand.

    “I apologize for not telling you in advance. The path we found was vague to explain from the beginning…”

    What happened?

    Nakamoto exhaled. He needed to cool his head first.

    Getting hot-headed won’t help.

    Phew.

    As Nakamoto regained his composure, Euclid smiled.

    “Alright, now we’re ready to talk.”

    “What happened to Seonghyun?”

    “Oh… something happened. Something very difficult…”

    Euclid thought.

    I wish I could communicate with Hermes, but communication was not working right now.

    So he had to make a decision on his own.

    The result.

    “Right now. We need to hurry to the center of the Forest of Death in the Mausu Forest. Seonghyun is there.”

    We have to go.

    As soon as possible.

    And we need to find out what happened.

    Seeing Euclid’s cold sweat, Nakamoto responded promptly.

    “Let’s go. I only need my body to prepare. When can we leave?”

    At his words, Euclid immediately called one of the knights outside.

    “Aran! Get ready. We’re leaving now!”

    At that, the blonde knight outside rushed out.

    The team leader thought.

    How are we going? Do we have teleportation magic?

    But according to the story, spatial movement is impossible due to the barrier…

    But he couldn’t dwell on that thought for long.

    Because Euclid suddenly opened the window and jumped out.

    “What!”

    Nakamoto hurriedly looked out the window.

    Below, he saw a golden dragon and Euclid riding on top.

    “Come down quickly! I’ll catch you! We’re in a hurry!”

    As if possessed, Nakamoto immediately jumped out the window and landed on the back of the golden dragon.

    “We’re leaving soon. Hold on tight.”

    Before Euclid could finish his sentence, the dragon took off.

    “What do you mean hold on… Aaaah!”

    Euclid, the law enforcement team leader, and the gold dragon headed towards the Mausu Forest.

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