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    King Taejo received the model and was guided to a room where he could rest for a while alone.

    Except that the space was a little narrow, it was a room similar to any other hotel suite, and Taejo lay down on the bed with his tired body.

    Beep beep.

    The Taegeuk watch handed to me as I entered the room began to sparkle.

    He wondered if he could answer the phone, but he probably handed over the Taegeuk watch to himself because he could answer the phone.

    [Captain, are you okay?]

    Taejo burst into laughter at the sound of Giparang’s greeting.

    “It’s okay.”

    [Where are you now! I’ll go pick you up!]

    “We are in the safest place in the world, so we are taking care of our agents with peace of mind. With Gemini.”

    [Are you really okay?]

    “Yes. The mission is over. Until ‘Jersey’.”

    Giparang’s sigh of relief comes out of the receiver.

    [I was really worried. ha. As soon as I woke up, all that was left was a note written on paper, and the only people in the room were me and Pisces. When I checked to see if they had escaped into the tunnel, there was a strange sticky slime there….]

    “I killed them all, subdued them all, and brought them back separately. Rest assured.”

    [That’s good, but what is it? that….]

    Giparang’s voice became smaller, like an ant crawling.

    [What happened to Chesed and Platinum Sun providing support?]

    “…….”

    Taejo, who was wondering how to answer, was momentarily surprised that Giparang was clearly thinking ‘Hesed’.

    Also a goblin.

    A man who is more thorough than anyone else in hiding his identity.

    If there is a case for revealing one’s identity, it means that revealing one’s identity will bring benefits or-

    This may be because there is ‘trust’ that they will not reveal their identity without permission.

    “I think they said they were people sent by Gwangikgong.”

    So, Taejo just did as the goblin suggested and passed the ball to Gwangikgong.

    [Then, is there any relationship between Hesed, the Knights of Sephiroth, and the Gwanggyukgong…? Even the Sephiroth Knights who just came from the future are willing to be accepted as members? Or, one of the knights is a future Gwangikong!!]

    “Are you a novel writer?”

    [Ah, my dream is to be a novel writer. No, rather, if the Light Wing Gong truly has a cooperative relationship with the Sephiroth Knights…]

    “Let’s not think too deeply about that. I have some free time now, but I have to move quickly again.”

    It seemed like the conversation would get longer, so King Taejo cut off Giparang’s ability to let his imagination run wild.

    “As of 04:00 sharp the next day, all agents will withdraw. 10 minutes before withdrawal, Giparang and Twin Fish Destroy the mine using the explosive device in the mountain cabin. Afterwards, they join the freight train at Sinuiju Station and move to Gaeseong. Do you understand?”

    [I will follow your instructions. If an enemy appears, we will abandon them-]

    “That won’t happen, so just join the train after blowing it up. Just by looking at it, you will think, ‘Ah, this is a train you have to ride.’”

    [yes?]

    “Hang up. I also have things to take care of in preparation for the retreat.”

    [Ah, yes! See you later!!]

    Beep.

    The phone was disconnected.

    After checking the time on the Taegeuk Watch, King Taejo calculated the time remaining until the appointed time with Giparang.

    “…It’s enough.”

    Check the structure of the model, and manipulate the metal chunk based on the model to create the same thing.

    Other than the fact that it is large, it is not a problem to you.

    The only thing that bothers me is the goblin’s suggestion.

    “…….”

    In the mirror, my own hair is dyed black.

    When I lightly twisted my hair with my fingers, the charcoal-black iron sand that had been buried in my hair came off, and the blonde hair sparkled inside.

    The blonde herself.

    Cover it again with iron sand, and the self inside sticks out.

    I suggested to myself, who had lived with a dual personality for several years, that it was okay to live as myself.

    As Taejo himself.

    “…….”

    Taejo fiddled with his Taegeuk watch and pressed the phone app.

    It was a little scary, a little scary, but I had no choice but to ask.

    Beep beep.

    [what.]

    The person on the other end of the phone answered the phone in a somewhat cold voice.

    [I’m done calling at this time. Isn’t it time to hang out with four idol groups in Kaesong?]

    “Sister.”

    […uh?]

    Embarrassment is evident in the sharp voice.

    [you…?]

    “It’s me.”

    [……What, suddenly.]

    The woman’s voice quieted down for a moment, and the weather that had been standing around for a long time eased.

    [Are you on a mission?]

    “Yes. I think I’ll go back once it’s over.”

    [I see… Are there any injuries?]

    “Nothing. I’m not injured, but there’s something I’d like to discuss.”

    Taejo swept his bangs with his hand.

    Soon the iron sand came off, and the blonde hair began to flow.

    “Can I live as myself?”

    […That’s not something you should ask for permission from me. It’s up to you to decide.]

    “…….”

    [Whether you go back to normal or hand over everything to that damn…hmm, I’m your fiancee.]

    “Then…. Ah, 3 minutes.”

    [what. He’s calling me.]

    “Well.”

    Taejo smiled slightly and placed his hand on the Taegeuk watch.

    “Go back and look.”

    […I guess I’ll have to prepare a farewell party and a welcome party at the same time. i’ll wait.]

    “Yes.”

    Pop.

    The phone was disconnected.

    After catching his breath, Taejo sat down at his desk and placed the train model down in front of him.

    “…Disassemble.”

    Click.

    The parts of the assembled plastic model were dismantled one by one and floated in front of King Taejo’s hands.

    King Taejo looked at each part one by one, repeatedly attaching and detaching each part, building and dismantling the train several times.

    “Golden Train….”

    Knock knock.

    There was a knocking sound outside.

    I opened the door and went outside, wondering if I had something to say, and saw a woman with red hair wearing a hanbok holding two boxes in her hands.

    “This is what the goblin told me to deliver.”

    “…….”

    that.

    It was a train that was like a toy, but seemed to cost at least 20 more.

    “And if there was one word of advice you gave.”

    “What is it?”

    “He said that you should not be obsessed with each part, but just make it move. He said he would take care of moving himself.”

    “……Okay.”

    As soon as she received the box, Joo Mo closed the door and left, and Taejo immediately opened the box.

    “……Golden train, la.”

    gulp.

    Taejo looked at the parts inside the case and took a liking to the picture on the box.

    “Even if I have to go back in, I have to make this.”

    just.

    It’s just for the development of this ability.

    * * *

    It is said that Hitler had a golden train.

    What it means is that it is a legend that the Nazis secretly put the stolen gold somewhere on the train and hid it again.

    I don’t know if it actually exists or not, but if you look at human history, there are many such cases.

    Those in power hide the gold.

    Since gold is a universally valuable mineral, all humans’ eyes turn to gold when they see it.

    ‘The amount of gold left in the gold mine is greater than expected.’

    It was enough to build one train, or, to exaggerate a bit, a whole Mugunghwa car with the cabins of car number 4 connected.

    If it’s a gold vein that won’t dry, just turn it all into a train, leaving only the part corresponding to the root.

    They built a golden train, painted the outside, ran it on a railroad, had agents follow the train leaving Sinuiju, disposed of the huge golden train after going south of the armistice line, and later King Taejo took his own life. Even the selection process.

    “…The scenario is like this. How about it?”

    “It’s unexpected.”

    “What’s surprising?”

    “My brother explained it to me and asked my opinion.”

    When I came up with a plan to exchange the gold by train and send it to Busan, I guess they just thought I would notify them of the plan.

    “My opinion is that whatever is your opinion is okay.”

    “Even if you’re an intern, can’t you at least give an opinion?”

    “If I were to add my opinion there, well, I have some doubts about some parts that haven’t been explained yet…?”

    “What is it?”

    “Cheonma.”

    Ymir hit the blind spot in my golden train plan.

    “Russian villains, including Rasputin, understood what was called ‘resocialization’ to turn them into border guards. Likewise with China’s border intruders, I also understood that those with bad crimes were made into ‘strongmen’. But there are only a few left, including Cheonma. What will they do?”

    “What do you think you will do?”

    “…Sending it back with this?”

    Ymir pulled out a photo of a depleted mine, and I snapped my fingers at her.

    “Exact. The Heavenly Demon is sent back.”

    “Why? Because she’s a real S-level beauty?”

    “You don’t think that if I say I’m some kind of S-class girl, everyone will treat me kindly. That’s because Rasputin and the Cheonma have different jobs.”

    “Occupation…. ‘Hero’.”

    “Yes.”

    Rasputin is a villain.

    He was a villain in Korea, and he was a villain in Russia as well.

    Whether he goes missing or not, in Russia you cannot openly express your dissatisfaction with something.

    But Cheonma is different.

    “He is an S-class talented person who was bought by China for such an absurd amount of money that they had to spend 500 trillion won. A person with such extraordinary abilities went missing in the northern part of the Korean Peninsula? The People’s Army will attack right away.”

    “There is no People’s Army.”

    “You can make it. Wouldn’t this be a world where you just cover your eyes and say goodbye?”

    The opponent is China.

    “The Heavenly Demon returns. Instead, we will no longer allow anyone to covet the underground resources of the northern part of the Korean Peninsula.”

    “How?”

    “With overwhelming power.”

    If there is one truth that has been accepted since ancient times, it is.

    “Should a small country fight against a large country?”

    The overwhelming difference in power soon becomes probability.

    “With Gwangikkong’s special move, the Heavenly Demon is blown into Manchuria.”

    I extended my fist towards Ymir.

    “Become a light wing puncher.”

    “…Gwangikong’s special move is not a punch.”

    “Che.”

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