Chapter Index

    A few days ago, a sewage treatment plant near Anyang, Gyeonggi-do. Late at night.

    “To restore honor, I am here to sacrifice myself!”

    Korea’s S-class hero, fighting spirit Lee Jun-young, decided to put on a combat suit and participate in the Hero Association’s ‘special operation’.

    “Why are you, who used to only work in sunny areas, trying to work in shaded areas?”

    The head of special operations, Cheok Jun-kyung, looked up and down Lee Jun-young’s suit and openly expressed his disapproval.

    “Jun-kyung. It’s my brother.”

    “Before I was your brother, I am now the person in charge of this operation. And Tushin is the first new recruit to be deployed in this operation.”

    “…….”

    “Originally, it would have been natural to build up performance from scratch, but since the current issue was critical and there was a shortage of manpower, the Special Operations Department had no choice but to accept it.”

    Cheok Jun-kyung, who was treated warmly by the Hero Association, is no longer there.

    “I came from the association, and Tushin was dispatched at the request of the government. Do you know the difference?”

    “Differences in affiliation?”

    “…….”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong turned his head to the side and spit out an expletive.

    If Tusin had been able to lip read, he would have understood that ‘even if his head is broken by the Heavenly Demon, he is still a person who is a flower garden.’

    “…In any case, you shouldn’t solve everything solely based on passion. I don’t expect Tushin to be like my senior, but I hope that doesn’t hold my teammates back.”

    “Of course! I’m a fighter! It’s not S-class for nothing! I’m the best at what I do with my body!”

    “……Haa.”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong sighed openly, but had no choice due to the manpower situation.

    “If everyone hadn’t been dispatched to the ‘train’…”

    “Huh? What are you talking about? Zero difference?”

    “It is done. There is no need for long words, I will now give you a briefing on the operation.”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong tapped the Taegeuk Watch, and soon several video screens were displayed.

    “Currently, Cheok Jun-kyung is waiting at the entrance of the ‘facility’ with a suicide note. I’d like to see it.”

    [This is Kim Yu-shin. The target’s location has been confirmed.]

    A-list hero, Kim Yu-shin Kim Yu-shin was the first to report.

    [If possible, you can enter right away. Are you entering?]

    “No. Please wait. All escape routes will be blocked. On the other side…Shin Rip. Do you have it?”

    [yes.]

    Another A-list hero, Shin Lip, Shin Phillip responded immediately.

    [We will block the road to the water tank facility. Distance from target, 1km. The problem is that there appears to be a guy hired by ‘Target’ as well.]

    “Can you identify who it is?”

    [This is a man wearing a black fedora. He is almost 2m tall.]

    “Then…are they the remnants of the Hwalbindang? Tsk.”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong manipulated the wide-open image with his hand, then moved down the list with his hand and took out the profile data of one person.

    “Ah. confirmed. This is a Chinese villain. S class…’Consolation medal’.”

    [Speaking of the above-mentioned coat of arms, isn’t it the ‘statue of half-heartedness’? A person who will immediately betray the client if they give him more money?]

    [crazy. Why does the guy say he could have advanced to the finals if he had gone to the World Cup…?]

    “I think I came here aiming for something…”

    “Over there.”

    Tushin asked cautiously.

    “Please explain.”

    “……Didn’t you look at the materials before coming?”

    “I saw it, but he was just collecting B from A and telling me to be careful about C…”

    “There must have been comments.”

    “I thought I was reading some kind of ruling.”

    “…Ha.”

    Cheok Jun-kyung covered his face with his hand for a moment, then turned his head to mute the microphone connected to the other team members.

    “The Vice Chairman of the World Cup Preparation Committee has taken possession of the World Cup gold medal from the remaining forces of the Living Bin Party, and is trying to hand it over to the ‘Three Kingdoms’, China’s super villain alliance. Are you done?”

    “…I understood it right away! So we came here…”

    “This is to retrieve the gold medal. Without others knowing.”

    “If that’s the case, you can do whatever you want. let me go Because I’m going to subdue that guy called the Commander-in-Chief.”

    “…….”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong looked at Tussin up and down for a moment again.

    “Is it possible to suppress it all together?”

    “Isn’t it weaker than Cheonma? Then, absolutely.”

    “Really?”

    “A man never speaks twice. If I don’t defeat Wei Wenjang in one hit, I will call you brother from now on.”

    “I don’t have much confidence in the mission…”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong looked at Tu-shin’s face with a serious expression, but Tu-shin nodded several times towards Cheok Jun-gyeong, showing his determination.

    “Trust me. I am no longer the person I used to be. A man who is ready to get dirty as much as he can.”

    Hot.

    “Cheonma was loyal to this country even while being criticized as a traitor, so wouldn’t it be me…!”

    “…Good.”

    Cheok Jun-kyung nodded briefly and then unmuted the microphone again.

    “Ah. Question about Yeongae, please respond.”

    [This is Moon So-yeon.]

    “Yeon Gaesomun.”

    […This is Yeongaesomun. Distance from target 300m. Currently, the target is struggling over the issue of consolation medals and storage of gold medals.]

    A-class hero, Yeon Gaesomun Moon So-yeon responded in a mixed voice and reported the situation on site.

    -Where is the gold medal?

    -Oh, I can’t tell you. I’ll let you know when I get to Shanghai…!

    -Rotten….

    “Who gets the gold medal?”

    [Presumed to be Choi Eui-cheol and his wife.]

    [I guess so. If I had the title above, I would have abandoned that person a long time ago, right?]

    [i think so too. Wimoonjang, you probably don’t know where the gold medal is right now. You wouldn’t even dream that Choi Eui-cheol himself is hiding it in his body right now.]

    “…Yeongaesomun. I leave the timing to you. All members turn in according to the count of Yeongaesomun. That’s it, the instructions are over.”

    As soon as Cheok Jun-kyung’s instructions were given, a count of ’13’ appeared on the screen.

    “That…Cheok Jun-kyung?”

    “What’s going on?”

    “I’ve felt this for a long time, but why do you all have the same nicknames and names?”

    “…….”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong frowned openly at Lee Jun-young.

    “3 seconds.”

    The moment when Cheok Jun-kyung created magical power and Tu-shin also clenched his fists and took a stance.

    [Entering–!!]

    Tushin ran forward like the wind, breaking down the door and continuing to run.

    “NU-”

    P———–a-million!!

    “Huh.”

    A strike as fast as light.

    Tushin’s fist stretched forward and hit Wei Wenjang squarely in the face.

    Pa—–ang!

    “… My skills have improved. Damn.”

    A strike that travels a distance of several hundred meters like light, so fast that even the S-class class and even the upper class classified as ‘military class’ cannot react.

    Cheok Jun-gyeong bit his lower lip and chased after him with his weapon in hand.

    “Yeongaesomoon is Choi Eui-cheol! Except for Yeongaesomun, suppress the upper gate!”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong gave instructions without hesitation.

    “Oh my…!”

    “Sword!”

    “Wow!”

    The iron sword thrown by Yeon Gaesomun flew through the sky and pierced Choi Ui-cheol’s limbs.

    “Suppressed, completed.”

    For a special operation in which two S-class members and many A-class members were mobilized, the situation ended fairly quickly.

    Cheok Jun-gyeong smiled lowly as he looked at Tu-shin, who was standing with his fist outstretched towards the upper gate, and then turned his head towards Choi Eui-cheol, who was lying on the floor bleeding with a sword stuck in his limbs.

    “Choi Eui-cheol, former chairman of the Haeshaun Sports Association and couple chairperson of the World Cup Preparation Committee.”

    “Ugh, you know me…!”

    “Where is the gold medal? Now, I believe it has come to you.”

    “K, hehehe…!”

    Choi Eui-cheol twisted the corners of his mouth slyly even though he was bleeding.

    “Well, do you think I will get the gold medal…! I am the couple chairperson…!”

    “The chairman and vice-chairman have already been suppressed. What they had turned out to be a replica.”

    “Ugh…! Did you know everything…!”

    “They also tried to smuggle it to China. He cursed in front of everyone about Cheonma moving to China, but he is actually responsible for draining the nation’s wealth.”

    “Shut up…! This country is ruined! Why don’t you know that!!”

    Choi Eui-cheol shouted bitterly.

    “Goblin will rule this country! It will become the worst dictatorship in which no one will have to bow their head under the crotch of that goblin!”

    “…….”

    “Suck the goblin bat, you brats with no self-respect!”

    “Tsk. done. Where is the gold medal? No need for any more conversation….”

    “Ugh!!”

    Choi Eui-cheol got up and threw himself over the railing.

    “Oh my…!”

    Cheok Jun-gyeong immediately jumped forward and grabbed Choi Eui-cheol’s clothes, and Choi Eui-cheol was hung from the railing by one of his coats.

    “Ha.”

    With his ankles hooked on the railing and his body lowered, Cheok Jun-gyeong held on to Choi Eui-cheol’s back with one hand.

    “Are you planning to die!!”

    “Keuuugh…!”

    “If you’re going to run away, take off your clothes and jump! Whether I follow you or not, I’ll just treat it as an ‘accidental death’!”

    “Uh, uhhh, hehehehe…!”

    Under the railing.

    “Instead, I will at least let your family know where you fell to your death!”

    “Ugh, ugh…!!”

    Choi Eui-cheol’s eyes begin to shake greatly as he sees something dark-brown flowing.

    “I, I….”

    “If you want to live, stay quiet!”

    “…….”

    Choi Ui-cheol gave up resistance.

    “I don’t want to die…”

    “Does not kill. Where is the gold medal?”

    “Gu, if you save me, I’ll take you out…! Inside my, my shirt…”

    In order to survive, Choi Eui-cheol took out the gold medal from inside his shirt.

    “…You packed a lot of fakes. What is real?”

    “Well, if you save me, I’ll tell you…! Float, I don’t want to fall!”

    A gold medal with five colored bands each.

    If there is a ‘real’ one among these, only the person who created the original in this world can distinguish it.

    “I’ll save you, so just hold on tight-”

    Moment.

    “Kaaak! This dirty Choippangzaaaa!!”

    The above emblem that had flown far away ‘came flying’.

    The back of his head was bulging somewhere and the skin of his entire body was turning purple. He was turning into a ‘demon’ and was reaching out his hand towards Choi Eui-cheol.

    “The gold medal is mineㅡㅡ!”

    “Ugh, throw yourself in!!”

    “Haaaab!”

    Tushin jumped forward and extended his fist towards Wei Wenjang’s hand.

    Kwa—-!!

    The fists of the hero and the devil clashed in the air.

    “You loser!”

    “I lost to Cheonma, but I won’t lose to you!”

    The moment when the light of magical power sparkled from the fighting spirit’s fist.

    “Burn up, my fist!”

    Crushing the demon Wei Wen Zheng’s hand, the fighting god’s fist moved forward and reached Wei Wen Zheng’s face again.

    Kwa—-!!

    Powerful shock wave.

    A shock wave strong enough to shake the entire sewage treatment plant occurred.

    “Ugh, Choi Eui-cheol! Because it’s dangerous, just stay still-”

    “Ah.”

    Was it because the shock wave was too big?

    Thuk, thud, thud.

    “…….”

    “…….”

    The five gold medals that fell into the sewage at the treatment plant began to slowly sink into the sewage along with shock waves.

    “……Among those, which one is real?”

    “Yellow belt medal….”

    “……You set it aside, right? huh? Right?”

    “Hey, it’s true…”

    “…….”

    Fucked.

    The moment Cheok Jun-kyung’s eyes shook in an unusual way.

    “Jun-kyung! Save Choi Eui-cheol first!”

    The god of combat, hovering in the air, covered his body with magical energy.

    “I’m comingㅡㅡ!”

    I crushed the demon and threw myself down.

    * * *

    “That’s how we succeeded in securing the gold medal.”

    “Don’t bring it.”

    “You should wear it around your neck.”

    “I won’t even display it at home.”

    “Then what are you going to do?”

    “…Going to the dragon meta.”

    at last.

    “The symbolism of the sentence is more important than its value as a lump of managold.”

    Because the gold medal cannot be made public, it was decided to place gold embroidery on the left shoulder.

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