episode_0629
by adminShh …
Inside a boat that is quiet but moves quickly through the water.
The man, Lu Bu, was lost in thought as he looked at the foreign land slowly approaching beyond the horizon.
‘It’s been a while.’
Korea, a small country adjacent to our country.
Compared to China in terms of land mass and population, it is infinitely small and shabby, but it has potential.
A country that has survived and become strong despite suffering from internal and external troubles from the past to the present.
It was a place where I always had good memories whenever I visited.
They loved the Three Kingdoms as much as their own country, and they showed an extremely friendly attitude toward him, who called himself Lu Bu.
But this time there was no time for such favors.
Because today’s events must not be known to anyone.
“Arrived.”
A ship under a stealth spell arrives at an empty dock.
As I lightly jump from the stopped boat and land on the ground, strangers are standing there.
Men in suits with their faces covered by black sunglasses, even though it is night.
One of them approaches and bows his head deeply.
“It is an honor to meet you, Your Majesty.”
The largest yakuza organization that dominates the underworld of Japan.
“I will guide you to where the boss is waiting.”
Yeo-po silently follows a man who appears to be an executive.
Sharp sounds can be felt everywhere.
Their gaze was directed outward, not in themselves.
It appears to be acting as a surveillance network laid out around the area to prepare for emergencies.
We walk through tight security and arrive at a building near the docks.
Judging by the faint smell of the sea, this building appears to have originally been used as a resting place for sailors.
There is a large table there, and a man is sitting at the head of the table.
A man wearing traditional Japanese clothing with a huge scar running diagonally across his face.
He stands up and holds out his hand.
“Nice to meet you, Yeo-po.”
“Nice to meet you too.”
After a brief greeting, we sit down and begin trading.
To drive out all the pigs who are eager to overthrow the country for their own gain, and to reign anew.
“I heard you developed a really great medicine.”
“Yes.”
To obtain the inexhaustible gold power that is as precious as military force.
“I guarantee that once you try the medicine I made, you will never touch any other medicine.”
He sells medicine today too.
* * *
The preparations are almost finished.
To avoid the surveillance net of the yakuza spread out around the docks, a magic circle was drawn, and a barrier was set up over a fairly wide area, ready to be activated at any time.
All that remains is to wait for the time to come.
The time we are talking about here is the time when the event prepared for an emergency starts.
It’s a fight where three S-class hunters get involved.
No matter how much noise is blocked or welcome magic is installed, it is difficult to guarantee 100% safety.
So, to distract the attention of the local residents, a large event was held.
What kind of event is it?
When we think of summer nights, of course we think of fireworks and night markets.
A night market full of various events and food was held a little away from the dock, and a fireworks event was prepared.
Of course, all the money spent there came from Han Ju-hee’s pocket.
Even though I didn’t ask him to do it, he did it first.
Thanks to this, the worry about being noticed even when fierce battles break out has been greatly reduced.
With all this preparation done, Jay Coop and I are killing time by renting out a nearby bar.
“Gulp, gulp…, ugh!”
The muscular pig was drinking alcohol one after another with a very tense face.
Is it okay to drink alcohol right before a fight?
It doesn’t matter.
If you have time to circulate your magic power through your body, you can blow away any drunkenness.
It’s better than being really nervous and making mistakes while fighting.
The guy who was drinking heavily looked at me with sharp eyes.
“Hey.”
“Why.”
“What happened with that witch?”
The witch he’s talking about is probably Han Joo-hee, who goes by the nickname ‘Scarlet Witch’.
I feel like I felt that way when I met her a little while ago.
The strange, awkward atmosphere flowing between her and me.
“There wasn’t anything in particular.”
He shakes his head and pretends not to know.
“Hehehe… , you’re lying.”
The seeds weren’t eaten, but the guy didn’t really ask any more questions than that.
It’s not like he’s considerate despite his appearance… he’s probably just not that interested in other people’s stories.
I pour myself a glass of strong liquor and recall the events of a few days ago.
I was annoyed at her actions, which were arbitrary and without any consideration for the family’s wishes, and which pushed not only my life but the entire world into the abyss.
“Can you give up even your body to achieve your goal?”
Then she answered me with a very fierce expression.
-“As much as it takes for my purpose.”
Just as I was about to feel dizzy at those words, she added a sentence.
-“But well. There is no one who is so lustful that he can help me. Let alone someone who covets the body of an old woman… , it goes without saying.”
It was a kind of warning.
Don’t cross this line any further.
It’s been like this ever since.
We met several times to discuss the progress of the work, but we were all cold and just said what we wanted to say and turned away without hesitation.
Well, it didn’t matter anyway.
It wasn’t much different before.
Because she always drew the line at an appropriate distance.
The guy gives me advice.
“You don’t have to be friendly, but don’t blush.”
“I’ll do it myself.”
He answers nervously and fills the empty glass with strong liquor.
My head is complicated.
I felt a sense of relief at seeing her keep her body and mind strong even when she didn’t care about the means and methods.
And yet, dirty desires stir.
I want to break down the high walls she has built around herself and defile her body and mind that she has so firmly protected.
After you drop it completely, whisper in its ear.
I am the husband you think I am.
The husband who stays by your side is fake.
What kind of expression will Han Ju-hee make then?
My body trembles as I imagine the sense of betrayal I would feel at that moment.
Shake your head vigorously.
“After.”
As I was emptying my glass one after another, exhaling a breath full of thoughts.
“I have a question.”
The guy starts talking to me.
“Why did you join our organization?”
“… What does it mean?”
When I asked in a sharp voice, thinking that he might be suspicious, the guy shrugged his shoulders and answered.
“Don’t misunderstand me, I’m not suspicious. I’m just curious. Why would someone with a high social status and a lot of popularity, unlike us, step into the shadows?”
Was that so?
Just mix it up a bit.
“I told you last time. I don’t like having inferior things above my head.”
“If they are inferior…, are you talking about the unawakened?”
“Yeah.”
The guy who emptied an entire bottle of alcohol muttered with a faint smile.
“You’re in the same category as Chris.”
“… Same category?”
“To be exact, Chris is worse. He’s disillusioned with humanity itself.”
I can’t quite believe it.
That clear and innocent face harbors disillusionment towards humanity.
“Did something happen?”
“There must have been. That’s why he would do such ridiculous things. But I don’t know. Because he never told me.”
“I see.”
I suddenly became curious.
“Then why did you join?”
Why did the muscular pig in front of me grab the hexagram’s hand?
He was a very different guy than I expected.
He is choleric and has a quirky personality, but that’s about it.
He was a little lacking in some way to be called a frowning villain.
Of course, it is difficult to know how much of a person’s insides can be revealed in just a few days.
“I lost my precious family.”
After answering in a nonchalant tone, the guy opens a new bottle of alcohol and empties it in one gulp. He then roughly wipes the alcohol flowing down his lips with his arm and smiles.
“Keuheu… , this is a common occurrence in this day and age.”
After saying those words, the guy didn’t open his mouth any more.
I also didn’t bother to ask any further questions or try to sympathize in a clumsy way.
Even if I become more understanding, my relationship with him won’t change.
Rather, I think it has become even more solid.
It would be nearly impossible to persuade someone who has lost his family and turned his sword of revenge against the world.
By the time I had completely emptied the bottle of alcohol in front of me.
Beep-
Boohoo!
A loud noise echoes from the sky.
Looking out the window, I see fireworks of various colors decorating the sky.
This is a signal flare.
Announcing the start of the full-scale fireworks display and signaling that the time has finally come.
“Kuhh… , that was good!”
Wow!
Is it because I’m overly excited?
A guy who stands up, swinging his arms and breaking all the bottles of alcohol he had emptied.
At the same time, the guy who had blown away the drunkenness by sending magical power throughout his body shouted with a face full of excitement.
“Okay, let’s go!”
There is no such thing as a crazy person.
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