episode_0265

If there is one good thing about becoming a person with special abilities, as I have said many times, it is that I have experiences that I could not have had.

Like now, you can freely go to places that you normally find difficult to go to.

“You come in here.”

A place further west from Mokpo.

North of Jindo, where I previously fought alongside Baek Seol-hee against the Skull Demon.

I entered Angel Island alone and am walking around the island at the very end that doesn’t even appear on the map.

There are few people.

Are there about 300 people on this island?

And the 300 are not even residents of this nameless island.

Coo coo coo.

People wearing work clothes are hard at work shoveling on top of the salt farm.

Although their skin is tanned by the sun, everyone works quietly, scooping out salt from the salt farm without any worries.

“Puck, Puck….”

It seems inevitable that you will feel nauseous while working hard, so you wipe the sweat from your forehead with your sleeve and let out a curse.

At first glance, the face of the worker was that of a typical Australian blond foreigner.

“Hey, no puck! Keep Going!”

And a man who looked like a supervisor shouted at the blonde foreigner.

Wearing a blue armband on his arm and wearing a hat called ‘Sunshade Sea Salt’ on his head, he was supervising the workers.

‘It’s so amazing.’

I know that this place is full of ghost stories about modern-day slavery, and a large company has come in and managed the salt farms as if it were really an island of angels.

“I didn’t swear! It just made the sound of a shovel going in, puk!!”

“I heard that foreigners have a sharp F pronunciation. What! Korean people say it’s stupid, they don’t say that! Are you going to make a fuss while receiving 10 million won a month, Carlos?!”

“……Chesh.”

Carlos, a white worker with a curt pout, began shoveling hard again.

And I got goosebumps down my spine looking at them.

Everyone who works at the salt farm wears work clothes with the phrase ‘Sunshade’ emblazoned on their backs, and what’s more, their work allowance is 10 million won per month.

‘It could be called the Island of Angels.’

There is no way for someone to suddenly disappear without a trace.

The CCTV installed here and there was managed by Sunshade, and a small boat with the Sunshade emblem on it was roaming around the sea to inspect the salt farm.

Except that it is called a sea salt farm, it is no different from other farms on land.

Ding, dong, ding, dong.

The bell rings.

The alarm signaled exactly 15:00 sharp, and all the workers started stretching lightly.

“30 minutes break!! If you need to go to the bathroom, go to the boat instead of going to a strange place! If you spray it in the sea again this time, know that that person will be forcibly expelled to their home country!”

The supervisor made a threat and disappeared.

I watched the scene from the rooftop of a building inside the island, a factory with a proud sign saying ‘Seashade Sea Salt’, and sat down in the shade.

‘It’s such a crazy world.’

My image is reflected in the stainless steel exhaust pipe extending outward from the factory rooftop.

The appearance of a suit goblin hiding in the shadows.

In other words, the iron plate is polished so well that I can be seen in the exhaust port of the factory on this island.

The fact that it is managed so well in a highly corrosive sea means that Haegeuneul is paying a lot of attention to this island.

The Island of Angels is definitely the Island of Angels.

This is not a joke, but many things have changed on this island as capital from large corporations came in and most of the people living on the island changed.

Is it because of the soup?

Is it because of the perception that it has become the best country in the world?

Or perhaps it was because everyone agreed that the old, outdated image should not exist in the world’s perspective.

-Seoul Republic? devildom? Gotham? What are you talking about? There’s no way such strange places can exist in the great Republic of Korea, right?

-There is no such place anymore~ After the cataclysm, the whole country changed~

-Regional vihara?! How dare you say such harsh words! We are one people, the people of the Republic of Korea! There’s no way for Koreans to criticize each other just because they come from different regions. ha ha ha!

The darkness that filled this world before the cataclysm is not visible, at least to the outside world.

-If you don’t say no, people wearing black robes might come to your house tonight? be careful.

-Keep this in mind. It may have been so before, but not now. As a person from this country, which is at the forefront of people around the world, I ask you not to say such things that tarnish the national brand.

-Do you want to die as a countryman, or do you want to live as a patriot?

If you look closely, the target has simply changed, but just as the sun has come directly to Angel Island and turned the entire environment upside down with corporate salt farm operations, all the harsh voices floating around in the dark are ‘no longer exist’ in this world. It became a ‘thing’.

okay.

Things that could be called ‘bad history’ if someone looked at it from an alien’s perspective.

Although it is absurd in this world that such things are happening in real time in a foreign country and not in Korea anymore, at least the Republic of Korea in this country is shining brightly with Gukbong.

so.

I chose this place.

The island of the succubus.

God’s resting place.

Whether or not Laplace’s Devil named herself Hyangdan because she was impressed by her reading of Chunhyangjeon, most of her actions in Thailand were imitations of what was happening in the world before the cataclysm.

They just grew coriander and mana powder instead of salt.

The way he treats people like slaves only adds to his abilities.

It is a reasonable inference that it is related to this place before the cataclysm, and even if it is not, the inspiration was derived from the bad image associated with this place.

Good things go to Korea.

The bad things go abroad.

“If it ceased to exist, it would be okay to just leave it as is, but why bother going abroad and recreating it as an image of Korea?”

Beep beep.

The Taegeuk watch began to ring.

Just as it seemed like it was about to arrive, the phone started ringing.

“Yes, I received the call.”

[Hey, is this Mr. Park Boon-chung?]

“…Who are you?”

Of course, I am not Park Boon-chung.

No matter how many people in the world live with unusual names, such as ‘a name that seems to need to be changed immediately,’ I am not Park Boon-chung.

If I were to call him a provincial prostitute, he would be surprised.

[Are you the person who wrote Hyangdanjeon this time? My name is Soo-jeong Kim, and I am a web novel producer working at ‘Mercury Media.’]

“……Ah, yes. I see.”

For a moment, I wondered if it was real, but I could feel the darkness in the voice coming through the phone.

“But how did you know my number?”

[That’s right…I hacked it.]

“…….”

He revealed his true colors.

I hung up the phone right away, but soon something like wind started blowing towards where I was standing.

Sarah.

A woman wearing a hanbok landed on the rooftop.

The neatly trimmed black hair made you wonder if it was Seong Chun-hyang, not Hyang-dan, and except for the black hair and black eyes, she looked like a foreigner wearing a hanbok.

“…who?”

“My name is Sujeong Kim.”

“Are you a person with special abilities?”

“Yes. He’s a talented person. And at the same time…”

Smirk.

“He is also a devil who came to kill the author.”

“……!”

“You’re the one who wrote Hyangdanjeon, right?”

Crackling.

The woman, the devil who called herself Kim Soo-jeong, slowly approached me, bending her neck from side to side.

“Hey, I can’t forgive you. You put NTR in pure love. And if that’s not enough, they make women like female praying mantises that eat men.”

“…Are you here to kill me just because of something in the novel?”

“It’s just something from a novel? Ha, you don’t care about the feelings of people who are going crazy because of your novel?”

I understand.

Because I was a reader too.

“Because of the novel you wrote, the story of love between a man and a woman and a woman’s chastity suddenly became a story about an adulterous orgy!!”

“That’s why I have to die?”

“Of course!”

“…Well, even the devil can’t do anything. And, it’s so absurd.”

I immediately took off the mask I was wearing.

“……Huh?”

“Do you demons of Pandemonium have no thoughts? Is there no such thing as intelligence?”

“……Who?”

“Ah.”

The face was visible as is.

Well, it doesn’t matter.

The barrier has already been spread, and the only thing left for this woman is ‘execution’.

[If I do this, I wonder if you will understand.]

“……!”

The moment she immediately released her hidden magic power and put on her mask, Kim Soo-jeong jumped from her seat and tried to escape into the sky.

thud!

But it was no use.

“Invisible barrier of flame…?”

[I received help from Gunggi. Rest assured. Gungi does not participate in this battle.]

Since this island has already become a ‘battlefield’, Kim Soo-jeong-Laplace’s demon cannot escape this place until its magic power is exhausted.

In other words, I have to beat that woman until the magic power of my archery is intact.

“Hehehe, that’s fun. You must have used up so much magic power, but are you going to win against me?”

[If I hadn’t called you out in the first place, I wouldn’t have created such a novel.]

“……Ha?”

Laplace’s devil opens his mouth and laughs.

“So, you’re saying that the NTR intrusion novel was produced just to get me out…?”

[The effect was really good. For your information, if you run away, the novel does not end with Hyangdan NTRing Lee Mong-ryong from Seong Chun-hyang. It will make you ‘transform’ very well.]

It is a technical term that only those in the know know.

There is no need to know, and it is a word not used in this world.

“Well, what are you going to do and what are you going to do…!”

That is why Laplace’s devil is afraid.

It must be terrifying to her that the omniscient devil, the all-knowing devil, doesn’t know something.

[If you want to know, run away.]

“…Hehe, okay. So, if I kill you here, I’ll be able to find out about your transformation or something? Well, can I transform into a rider?”

[I’ll let you know before you die. But, why are you so relaxed?]

also.

As befits the same type of person as you, you are foolish.

[The association does not hesitate to use any means to fight against the enemy. I don’t have enough magical power right now to deal with you alone.]

“I don’t know what you’re trying to say, but building up like that is just a bluff.”

[Do you think I’m bluffing? I’m sorry.]

I tapped the Taegeuk watch with my finger.

[I’m sorry, but I’m not bluffing.]

Soon, a letter broke through the barrier of the palace and flew far away, and I leisurely stretched out my hand towards Laplace’s demon.

[I will introduce it.]

“……Huh?”

Pajijijik.

In a golden circular magic circle, a woman with blonde ‘gold eyes’ opened the space and came out.

[He is my special EX level partner.]

How can I, who lacks complete magic, kill Laplace’s demon without fail?

[I am the archangel of justice brought to defeat the devil called you.]

Drop tactical Ymir.