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Viktor Vadim.

Current President of Romania.

With refreshing facial features and a patriotic spirit struggling to save a failing country.

A firm belief that does not give in to external pressure, etc.

A celebrity who made his name known widely with attractive elements that arouse human likability.

As soon as I face him like that, the gluttony that was sleeping in my stomach starts running wild.

Kwakwakwakwa-!

I feel quite a shock in my stomach.

It was because the will to put it to sleep somehow clashed with the greedy struggle to wake up.

“Qu… … !”

A moan escaped through the lips.

Upon hearing this, Shin Yu-jeong asks me in a puzzled tone.

“Why are you doing this all of a sudden? Does your stomach hurt?”

I try to smile and respond to her words.

“Sseu-eup… , I know. I feel hungry because I ate something wrong.”

“Did you at least go to the bathroom?”

“… It’s not in order yet.”

As she said, I tried to leave using the bathroom as an excuse, but then changed my mind.

Isn’t there something strange?

A sudden rebellion from a guy who had been obediently following my will after I had cruelly defeated his resistance once.

It definitely started when I came face to face with Viktor Vadim.

That means that the cause of his rebellion may be the person in front of him.

“Long time no see, Manager Michael.”

“Haha, yes. How have you been?”

“Wouldn’t I always be the same? Hahaha!”

Viktor Vadim smiles brightly.

One of the reasons people liked him was because of his appearance.

A spirit that does not lose confidence even in times of poverty.

Because of that, there was a time when I sincerely prayed for him and Romania to do well.

Quack!

The longer I spend looking at his face, the more violent my gluttony becomes.

Now I am in a situation where I am even biting off the will that binds my body with my sharp teeth.

Why is he doing this?

While trying to tie him up as much as possible so he can’t escape, he tries to communicate with the rampaging guy.

Gluttony is not just energy, but a power that comes from God.

Even if direct conversation is impossible, it is possible to read one’s will.

“Phew… .”

Consciousness sinking deeper and deeper with long breaths.

Finally, he comes face to face with the shapeless monster sleeping in his stomach.

Movement rougher than ever.

Observe and realize this.

The fact that the reason he goes on such a rampage is not because of anything else, but because of fear.

“… … .”

I am speechless for a moment.

Are you afraid?

The guy who has always been greedy?

The moment you read the will in the movement, the meaning is conveyed through the consciousness that continues even though it is shallow.

-escape… Hit it… .

I realized it too late.

His rampage was only to convey this message to me.

At the same time, I was puzzled.

Run away.

From what?

It was right then.

“Nice to meet you, priest.”

Viktor Vadim is shaking hands with the priest of the volunteer group standing next to me.

It seems that while he was contemplating his inner self, he was walking around exchanging greetings with one priest after another.

After briefly saying hello to the person next to him, he finally stands in front of me.

Soon a hand is held out.

“… … .”

Calmly compose your mind.

Instead of tying up the gluttony that is still running rampant, he quietly strokes it and conveys his will.

It’s okay now.

No matter who the opponent is, your master is not someone who will be easily defeated.

After repeating it several times, the rampaging glutton slowly shrinks.

There’s still a jagged feeling of uncertainty, but it looks like he’s decided to trust it for now.

My stomach becoming quiet.

In response, he stretched out his arm and took Viktor Vadim’s hand.

“Thank you for your help, priest.”

I respond with sincere gratitude.

“Thank you for your hospitality.”

“Haha, isn’t it a duty we owe to those who work hard for our country?”

A face that conveys nothing but good intentions.

Is it because of Andrei and Gluttony’s successive warnings?

I sensed something ominous from that face.

* * *

There were many people in need of help even here, which seemed like a noble place compared to other cities.

These people barely make ends meet, but do not have time to take care of their bodies.

The capital’s relief center was being used for the purpose of treating such people.

While the volunteer group was working hard on treatment, the attack team was also busy gathering information.

“What kind of person is President Viktor?”

“He’s a very nice person!”

“It must be thanks to him that we can survive like this.”

“If he hadn’t been there, Romania would have been ruined long ago.”

“Cancer, of course!”

“… … .”

Although I was busy, I only found out one thing.

The public’s support for Viktor Vadim is enormous.

In particular, his position within the capital city is truly comparable to that of a god.

Thanks to this, they were going through a difficult time.

“Only the waves and the waves are funny?”

“Support is very solid from the lower class to the upper class.”

Even if you poke around here and there, you can only find praise for him.

As a result, dormant doubts sprout again.

“Is this really what the Romanian government did?”

“Are you being deceived by false information? .”

But only one person, Francis Maier, thought differently.

“No. Thanks to you, I became more confident. The Romanian government is clearly hiding something.”

one of my colleagues asked.

“What is your basis for thinking that way?”

“This is the information collected so far.”

“… Are you saying that information that is all just a joke is a reason to be suspicious?”

“Paradoxically so.”

Francis answers with a confident smile on his lips.

What on earth made you insist on the secrets of the Romanian government?

When everyone was puzzled, he continued.

“I’ve never seen a politician who didn’t get a speck of dust after shaking them off.”

It was quite plausible.

In fact, this was a phrase used by everyone, not just politicians.

Is there anyone who doesn’t get a speck of dust when they shake it off?

The same goes for Francis Meyer, who is called humanity’s greatest hero.

Even he was once embroiled in controversy, so what about other people?

Colleagues who feel that there is some truth to what he said.

But the problem still remained.

“Even if there is something, it is a problem. I have no idea how to dig into it.”

Everyone says it’s good, but where should we start and how should we dig into it?

Even Francis, who was sure of the secret, was struggling to find the answer.

“There is one way.”

Kim Do-jin raised his hand and suggested one method.

“Let’s try the one we caught, right?”

It seems that the time has come to use this thing that was buried in the ground and forgotten for a while.

* * *

Bran Castle.

A castle located approximately 30km southwest of Brasov, the current capital of Romania.

Known to the world as Dracula’s Castle, this historical relic was once a tourist attraction, but was abandoned after the Great Disaster when no one visited it.

That’s why no one knows.

The fact that this place is being used in secret.

Stan, who was finally freed from the stuffy ground, easily broke through the towering castle wall using ‘Fog’, one of the abilities given to me.

As soon as you step inside the castle walls, threats come from all directions.

“It’s me.”

As I chant into the air, the momentum subsides and a man with his face covered by a mask appears.

“You are late.”

“… It took time because I was trying to do the job perfectly.”

“Take it inside right away. He is waiting.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Stan passes the masked man and enters the castle.

Burning red torches are tightly hung in the abandoned hallways of the castle.

As if someone was living there.

After walking down the long hallway, I arrived at a huge door.

As you stand in front of it, the door naturally opens, revealing a panoramic view of the interior.

Red carpet draped on the floor.

A man sitting on a throne at the end and people lined up in front of him.

I walk forward feeling the intense majesty with my whole body.

Then, when you reach the halfway point, get down on one knee and show respect.

“Greetings to the king.”

“Raise your head.”

When he raises his deeply bowed head, the face of the person sitting on the throne enters his field of vision.

He was Viktor Vadim.

Instead of a smile always full of goodwill, he had a face full of authority and dignity.

He opened his mouth.

“It took longer than I thought.”

“I apologize. There was a delay as we processed it perfectly.”

“It’s a good choice. Above all, it is important not to be caught by the Orthodox Church.”

“Thank you.”

“But the results seem to be different from what was originally expected.”

“Yes. Andrei, he got scared and signed a deal with the volunteer group… .”

“Heh, it’s obvious. I guess he didn’t want to see his colleagues die.”

so.

“How much of the material was stolen?”

“About 20% of the total.”

“20%… .”

Viktor Vadim is disappointed that the amount is less than expected.

At that time, Stan opened his mouth insinuatingly.

“Why not try looting one more time?”

“One more time?”

“Yes.”

The one who is struggling.

It’s tempting.

This is especially true because they had been informed early on by the guard posted to them that there was still a large amount of supplies left.

But he shook his head.

“The risk is high. It’s true that supplies are coveted, but it becomes dangerous if they catch you.”

This is a time when a lot of supplies are needed in many ways.

At the same time, it was also a time when he had to hide his identity from being revealed.

Because the end of the grand plan is not far away.

Stan suggested again.

“I have the perfect way to deal with them.”

A strange look appeared in Viktor Vadim’s eyes.

“Tell me.”

Fishing line pulled taut.

Stan continued speaking cautiously.

“What if we bring them into the sanctuary?”

The sanctuary he was talking about naturally meant the sanctuary of blood.

A frost-like voice echoes through the throne room.

“Tell me more details.”

A smile appeared on Stan’s lips as he felt a greed that couldn’t be hidden even with his abstract voice.