episode_0177

What Couldn’t Be Done (2) – Over the Blue House of Daehan

“Salvation! Salvation! Salvation! Salvation!”

Yeon Cheol and Park So Hwan.

The President and Vice President of Korea finally gathered in one place.

In the middle of a festival reserved for second-class citizens, with an appearance so ugly that it is unimaginable.

Joy, pleasure, anger.

The eyes of the second-class citizens shining brightly as they looked at Yeon Yeon-cheol and Park So-hwan covered in blood foam.

“Wait a minute—! Wait a minute—!”

A sharp cry piercing the air filled with cries of joy.

Lee Dong-hyeok, wearing a Shinto uniform, was stepping forward with a blood band on his neck.

Lee Dong-hyeok, who was looking at the space where the belatedly rescued second-class citizens were gathered, roughly grabbed Yeon Yeon-cheol by the collar.

“Where are the others?! Where did you steal it?”

Daehan was a rigid city, not a quiet city.

Until Lee Dong-hyuk escaped from Daehan, enough second-class citizens were being persecuted to fill this empty space.

but-

“Why are there so few people left?! What have you done again? ”

The second-class citizens who gathered in the vacant lot with faces full of traces of hardship only filled half of the vacant lot.

“… … Hehehe―”

The sound of laughter flowing down like a weakened balloon.

Yeon-cheol, who was looking at Lee Dong-hyeok, who was trembling violently, laughed.

“… … Jerk the. Idiots who don’t know anything – hehehe – ”

The guy repeated the same words half with his mouth and half with slurred pronunciation, as if he was babbling.

“… … Assholes who were deceived by the cult leader― hehehe―”

“This- This- You really- Until the end-”

The sound of teeth clenched so clearly that it could be clearly heard even from the skies over Korea.

Lee Dong-hyuk’s hands were trembling and he was holding the iron.

‘Second-class citizens… … .’

I looked down and looked closely at the rescued second-class citizens.

Certainly, as Lee Dong-hyeok pointed out, the number of people left in the city was too small to be considered second-class citizens.

“… … All of Korea’s second-class citizens contributed to the glorious national interest – unlike pseudo-squires like you – ”

“ Lee ◦ Lee Bong -ki —! ”

Pow!

Yeon-cheol was rolled around on the floor again by Dong-hyuk Lee, who could not overcome his anger.

Lee Dong-hyeok, breathing heavily, was rushing towards him again almost at the same time that Yeon-cheol fell on top of Park So-hwan.

He quickly slammed his leg down on the guy’s chest and screamed.

“Don’t insult the religious leader with your dirty mouth!”

“… … Hehehe – you guys are being deceived. That guy is not the bastard you guys know-”

“… … okay. Okay, fuck it, I finally get it! Now I understand!”

The tone suddenly went up a notch during a conversation with Yeoncheol.

Lee Dong-hyuk shouted, looking at everyone, not Yeon-cheol, who was stepping on them.

“Now I understand, brothers!”

The attention of the second-class citizens was focused on the shouts filled with anger and realization.

“Why did this old man do this! Why did they persecute us who have no sin!”

“Perhaps it was a very natural reason!”

Lee Dong-hyuk pointed to Yeon-cheol with his index finger.

“Because this son of a bitch is the devil!”

devil.

“That’s the only reason! Burning iron was the devil! Burning iron was the devil!”

In the new Blue House, which was overflowing with clamor, only one testimony rang out –

“That’s why he did such a terrible thing without hesitation, insulted the upright religious leader, and hindered the evangelism of the Salvation Church!”

Second-class citizens wearing white Shinto robes were willing to be the audience.

“The devil is the enemy of the cult leader! Your enemies are our enemies! So—!”

Grumble-

Lee Dong-hyuk shouted as he stepped on Yeon-cheol’s chest.

“We must rescue and judge him on his behalf!”

Another spark lit up in the pupils of the second-class citizens who were filled with sweet anger at Lee Dong-hyuk’s sincere shout.

sense of duty.

“Everyone, look at the sky!”

Lee Dong-hyuk looked up at the sky and pointed his finger, just like the day he was saved.

As he pointed, all the second-class citizens stared at the sky.

White stars beautifully decorate the night sky.

His star shines brightest among them all.

“He is shining like that day! He is looking at our salvation and judgment!”

“… … Huh.”

I was shocked and measured the distance between me and the second-class citizens in the sky.

A height that can never be grasped with the eyesight of non-awakened second-class citizens.

Looking closely again, I saw that I was located in the opposite direction of the direction Lee Dong-hyuk was pointing.

“… … I’m not there.”

“He is watching! We must repay His grace and salvation!”

“Aaaaa—!”

Whether I was in the direction Lee Dong-hyeok was pointing or not, the second-class citizens were already full of faith and a sense of duty.

Everyone, including you, let out a short exclamation and gripped their weapons tightly.

And then he whispers softly.

“… … Salvation.”

And judgment and relief.

what?

“… … Devil.”

White waves slowly surge towards Yeon-cheol and Park So-hwan.

Shining with full faith, they rush towards the enemies of the Salvation Church.

“Die! Die, you devil!”

“Keck—! Kek―!”

Lee Dong-hyuk was already strangling Yeon-cheol and screaming.

I quietly watched the scene until Yeon-cheol and Park So-hwan were covered in white waves.

Pow! Pow!

“Die! I’m dying!”

Fluttering white waves and a popping sound like a soccer ball exploding.

Among them, I watched Lee Dong-hyeok’s face as he tried his best to rescue Yeon-cheol for quite some time.

Lee Dong-hyeok, who smiled brightly when I told him I would save the second-class citizens-

“I’m dying! You fucking bastard, you devil bastard!”

Is Lee Dong-hyuk, who kicks Yeon Yeon-cheol in the stomach with a very distorted face, the same person?

Suddenly, the radicals who were responsible for the troubles of countless religions came to mind.

A passionate believer who not only believes in religion but also identifies with it.

A blade forged solely through faith, capable of doing anything for religion.

It is true that there were many religions that saw the blade stab themselves and bleed, but as always, the sword was up to the wielder.

Moreover, those blades were exactly the kind of talent needed by the Salvation Church, which was gradually growing in power.

“Where are the other demons other than these bastards? Where are all the devils in military uniforms? ”

I smiled as I looked at the white light that brightened the dark night.

The new Blue House is bathed in bright light with no room for darkness.

The ‘proof of faith’ of second-class citizens burning with passion as if light had arrived.

If easily gained faith can be easily abandoned –

The faith they had – a faith they gained with great difficulty.

It will bind them more firmly.

Sigh!

A striking sound that was slightly different from the continuing striking sounds erupted.

[We confirm the death of Yeon Yeon-cheol, the ruler of ‘Daehan.’]

[You had a huge impact on Yeon-cheol’s death!]

[The majority of citizens belonging to ‘Daehan’ recognize you as their ruler.]

[You have met one of the conditions for occupying the city! ‘Daehan’ relies only on you.]

[The system is replaying your story… … ]

[…] … ]

[The basis of ‘proper revolution’.]

[‘Daehan’ believes in you.]

[City capture rewards are given according to the story.]

[Acquire ‘Divinity’.]

[The special function ‘Holy Knights’ is unlocked.]

“Yes, yes, yes!”

at las-!

The long-awaited Holy Knights were unlocked.

I stared down again, clenching my fists, which glowed brighter as I gained divinity.

Pow! Pow! Pow!

A loud kick that has nothing to do with someone’s death.

I looked at the end of the burning iron, which was shaking as if shaken by strong waves.

Massively distorted wrinkles and blood bubbles around the mouth.

Eyes that remain open like a baby, unable to close at all.

who hoped for the recovery and rule of the Republic of Korea,

It was a very unpleasant death for a soldier who was overflowing with passion and spirit beyond his age.

Pow! Pow! Pow!

***

[Urban power of the steel city of ‘Daehan’: military affairs]

[Daehan, who wants to return to the past more than anyone else, will obtain the most powerful weapons of the past. A soldier of steel who will rebuild civilization and regain the lost country, you are the last soldier who will have to wage a long war.]

Tiring—!

[City Powers of the Only Salvation City ‘Paradise’: Grace, Primordiality, Military (3/3)]

[Currently, there are not enough free city power slots in ‘Paradise’!]

[Time remaining until next slot opening: 29 days (see detailed time)]

“Oh… … It’s finally been patched.”

System Shack – Does it work?

Yes, it looks good and I love how simple it is to show it like this.

“… … When will that stupid self-talk stop?”

“Huh?”

A familiar nagging voice full of patheticness.

I lifted my head from the soft sofa and looked ahead.

The President’s Office in the New Blue House.

Seong Ga-eul’s face was seen sitting on a hastily prepared desk, not the desk that Yeon-cheol had destroyed.

As always, he was staring at the document and taking out another document from his inventory.

“Uh-huh – Dad is working.”

“Damn. Am I Joohye?”

“… … Hehehe―”

Did this woman lose her mind again because she didn’t give her the meat injection?

As I let out a laugh as if I was dumbfounded, I was met with eyes narrowed with suspicion.

“Why are you fidgeting again? Did you forget what we discussed all night long and set it up?”

No – I wasn’t touching anything, I was just looking.

Is this why it gets tiring when you share a common name or anything else?

When I responded with an expression full of resentment, he relaxed slightly and continued speaking.

“… … Otherwise, I’m glad. Even if that’s not the case, you have a lot of work to do, so you should polish your sermon a little more.”

“Why? Now that I’ve mastered that field and I’m at the point where I’m a preacher, there’s no need to worry.”

I lightly responded to Seong Ga-eul’s unnecessary worries and laid my head down on the sofa again.

When I deliberately waved my legs and bobbed my head, a reaction came out immediately.

“… … Haha, I’m really about to punch.”

“Puha- Where did you learn such words?”

When I raised my head again to see the eager response I had been waiting for, I saw Seong Ga-eul with her head in trouble.

“It is a place where only believers who have special feelings about Korea gather. Special people, special places. You know, right?”

“… … .”

Tap- tap- tap-

Without answering her words, I got up from the sofa and headed to the window.

Post-war processing immediately following the end of the war.

There were more people at the place where Yeon-cheol and Park So-hwan were trampled to death than that day.

Devotees sit on prepared chairs and continue to look around the new Blue House, which was the heart of Korea, and its surroundings.

I could feel their eyes full of fear, as if the pain of the past was visible wherever I looked.

Knock knock-

At that moment, a polite knock sounded in the office.

Seong Ga-eul and I turned our heads toward the door.

“Master, preparations are complete.”

I looked at Seong Ga-eul as I heard the voice of Kang Bada carefully telling me.

She also stared at me, probably feeling my gaze.

Believers who have a darker shadow than any other group and those who have not forgotten the center of that shadow.

‘You know, right?’

I smiled slightly and nodded, as if answering a question I couldn’t answer before.

What such people need most is ‘religion’.