episode_0569

Bathory, Zenroth.

Amidst all kinds of incidents, there is one problem that makes people lose their minds.

-Is the Black Taejo the King of Taejo?

No matter how patriotic King Taejo was, he still could not completely solve his alibi.

-Aren’t you just saying that Taejo was patriotic?

There are some people who raise suspicions.

– Didn’t he use his usual image of a libertine to collude with a gang to threaten the sun by claiming that he was the Black Taejo?

There are some people who raise suspicions.

-Isn’t everything that Taejo has shown as Armored Taejo up to now all acting, and his actual appearance was that of the Black Taejo over there?

Some people raise suspicions.

-That’s bullshit.

“Ah, it’s not going well.”

Inside a dark warehouse.

‘Seonmudang’, a woman in gym clothes with her hair dyed black, scratched her cheek in response to the comments.

“Are people not believing it because of the pad lip?”

Armored King Taejo made a serious curse at the press conference.

Some people live a life where they cannot call their father father, but King Taejo Ahmaud sacrificed his mother to prove his innocence.

Even though his mother is now officially missing, King Taejo did not hesitate to put his mother on the line and assert his innocence.

But that claim is wrong.

“No matter how much I think about it, I think it’s true that Taejo scolded him for being black.”

I know this well because I have seen it face to face.

It is said that there was a reason for him to show up, but because he did so on purpose, Seonmudang was able to know the situation more clearly than anyone else.

“Captain. This isn’t working. My account was blocked in the community.”

“Why?”

Men dressed in hanbok (traditional Korean clothes) sitting in front of the computer clicked their tongues and pointed at the monitor.

“I don’t know if they are putting it on while running human macros in the group as the captain said, or if they are cutting it on purpose in the sun’s shadow, but for now, the captain’s opinion is being ignored.”

“No, I’m right?”

Seonmudang patted his chest and lamented.

“That’s not Black Taejo, it’s Taejo cheating? Jangsaengwon. Isn’t that what you think?”

“…Be honest?”

Jang Saeng-won, the man who took off his headset and pressed the document edit button, shook his head.

“You bet your mom and say no, but could it be that an S-class hero bet your mom?”

“That mother is a piece of trash. And isn’t it true that you walked?”

“Even if it’s true, people don’t think that way.”

“You mean you used all of that?”

“Then, can you at least call a patriotic partner and testify? Did you share a happy ending on Ojakgyo Bridge with the Armored King Taejo at the Mowol memorial site?”

“Sigh….”

All you have to do is cross the last line.

In order to uncover the truth, you just have to dig into the parts that everyone implicitly ignores.

“If only it were revealed who he was with…”

“Captain. Do you want to bet? I’ll bet 1 million won that it’s a human clone made by a group.”

Oooh.

Other men in hanbok clap their hands at Jang Saengwon’s provocation.

“Jjol?”

“…Do you think my guess is wrong?”

“Jool?”

“Good. okay. Let’s go get 1 million won. If you are right, you will give me 1 million won. If I am wrong, I will give you 10 million won.”

Oh oh oh oh

“I’m not giving you 10 million won, right?”

“Of course. What conscience does an S-class have for ripping off a C-class by 10 million won?”

“Okay. Then everyone here becomes a witness…”

Eat.

Jang Saeng-won brought up a monitor screen.

“Please give me 10 million won.”

“…….”

In the monitor.

In the Hero Association’s live broadcast video, two young men were glaring at each other.

Taejo on a helicopter.

And in the middle of the wilderness, another King Taejo stands on top of a black tower that resembles an inky building.

“…Hologram?”

“10 million won.”

“How can two people exist in the same place at the same time…? Is it an alter ego? Is one of the two an elaborately created fake?”

“Please give me 10 million won.”

“An elaborate fake created by someone who collaborated? Is the Black Taejo side the real one, and is the Armored Taejo over there someone disguised as Taejo? The president of the association and the people on board are all deceived…?”

“It’s not for nothing that they say that Seonshaman catches people.”

Jang Saengwon laughed.

“No, is someone who has over 10 billion won in their bank account doing this because they feel it would be a waste to give them 10 million won?”

“Ah, yes! King Taejo may have learned his alter ego’s special abilities and acted them out! Black Taejo and King Taejo’s own play…!”

“Plague.”

“…….”

Jang Saeng-won stretched out his hand towards Seonmu-dang, who had a blank expression.

“Well, instead of catching a live person, give me 10 million won.”

“…….”

“They are fighting with each other like that right now. Are you saying that this is just acting?”

Seonmudang stared blankly at the screen.

[Die, Padripper!]

[What the heck!]

[Die—!!]

Kaaaa!

…I just looked at the battle and bit my lip.

* * *

[That’s amazing. A self-battle alone.]

A little far away from the battlefield, I watched a self-made play with Hyeon Se-rin.

[It’s hard to play baduk alone, but fighting a battle of special skills alone? It’s amazing, it’s amazing.]

“You’re pretty good at it.”

Hyun Se-rin spoke somewhat bluntly and did not hide her dissatisfaction.

[Why are you so angry again?]

“Why should I live in shame because I am not a man or because I am a woman?”

[Why again?]

“He got the technique for free that someone else had to sacrifice their body for.”

[It’s not free.]

I extended my index finger toward Hyun Se-rin’s heart.

[I told you this in exchange for getting this.]

“That means it’s more annoying.”

Hyun Se-rin grabbed my index finger and held our hands together.

“Some people go to great lengths to learn some skills from goblins, but this guy gets all the valuable skills with just a few words from his brother.”

[Because he’s a poor guy. Look at it now. Attacking with all your might because you want to kill your past self.]

Pa–ang!!

The battlefield is porous.

The ink-colored Jindo dog and the silver-steel colored dragon clash against each other, and battles break out in all directions.

Kyaooo!

The scrap metal dragon opens its mouth wide and bites the body of the black iron Jindo dog, and the Jindo dog melts like liquid in the dragon’s mouth.

Metal manipulation – liquefaction.

Armored Taejo cannot handle it, but Black Taejo, which is a step further than Armored Taejo, can use a special metal manipulation method.

Quack!

The black iron Jindo dog, which melted into liquid and escaped from the jaw of the scrap metal dragon, bit the dragon’s neck in reverse.

Coo coo coo.

Soon, the scrap metal dragon collapsed as if its parts had been dismantled, and the only thing left was a liquid-like black Jindo dog raising its head proudly on top of the wreckage.

“With only that level of manipulation ability?”

“Ugh! On the topic of fakes!”

Armored Taejo is on the defensive.

Like Black Taejo, he showed the ability to manipulate metals like animals, but Black Taejo overwhelmed Armored Taejo by showing a more advanced ability to ‘fluidize’ metals.

Of course.

No matter how many times you play Baduk by yourself, it is natural that the side that makes you want to win will have the advantage.

“You bastard! You can’t believe I’m using my abilities like that! Give it to me, you dirty bastard!”

‘Yoon Hye-ra, you’re excited.’

Armored Taejo stretched out his hands and shouted as if in a fit of rage, and Black Taejo, who saw that, frowned with an expression of indescribable contempt.

“To the child who thought everything was his and lived as he pleased.”

“What, what?!”

“Even though he doesn’t know anything, he thinks he’s a real hero because people around him praise him. Without even knowing that you are carrying that heavy spotlight on your back to shine brightly on yourself to those around you.”

The sincerity comes out.

When others hear it, it may seem like a criticism of the original, but in reality, it’s closer to self-loathing.

Everyone wants to deny black history.

If you ask who is blacker now, of course it is Black Taejo, but the black history is possessed by Yoon Hye-ra-

“What should I do?”

“…….”

…Jammin is Taejo.

“You know that serious men like you are not popular with women, right? What are you doing if you play around with my abilities like this? Can I meet a girl with this?”

“…….”

“Are you angry? Are you pissed? Can’t you say anything? The only thing he knows how to do is call him an ‘unpleasant guy’ and shout ‘die, original’, right? Cloned humans are special, right?”

“…….”

Black Taejo continues to straighten his cane and his face hardens.

[The camera is good.]

The association’s helicopter hovering in the sky accurately reflects the face of Black Taejo.

“Why? Are you angry?”

“Phew….”

His slightly red ears were clearly filled with anger, and he only clasped his hands and raised the corners of his mouth coldly.

“This is the one who should be angry! I don’t know what I used to clone myself, but you are a bad person for using someone else’s special ability and having the same face as mine!”

King Taejo raises his middle finger and waves it up and down.

Black Taejo is just silently fiddling with his staff and glaring at Taejo with an expression as if to say, ‘How can I sew that bastard’s mouth and kill him?’

“…Shouldn’t you stop it?”

Worst of all, Hyeon Se-rin expressed concern about Yoon Hye-ra’s reckless provocation.

“Isn’t that a bit too much…?”

[Okay. That script was written by King Taejo himself.]

“Eh.”

[Yoon Hye-ra is just an actress. The producer is Goblin, but the screenplay, script, and lead actor are all Black Taejo.]

Because you are yourself, you know better what to say.

[Hyera is so kind that she can say something like that? I’m doing this because it’s all acting.]

Hye-ra Yoon only thinks of herself as an actress.

That’s why I can say it so realistically.

[It’s all an act, an act.]

“Hey, but do you even have clones?”

[…It’s acting. Everything is just an act to convince the world that Black Taejo is a clone.]

“If it’s cloning, who is the father? Am I the father? Wow, I never gave birth to a cheesy brat like you!!”

“You.”

Black Taejo gave a concluding comment.

“Your mother, Min Ji-young.”

Replication is.

After all, something created from the original.

[Anyone can see that it is a replica of King Taejo.]