“Falcon, the leader?!”
The terrified Changdu immediately put his weapon away.
“Oh, how did you get here… …!”
The two eyes of the window trembled violently without mercy.
Why is that old man here?
In season 2, the blood alliance was effectively disbanded, and everyone went their separate ways to survive on their own.
Wasn’t Oldman guarding the ‘Temple of El Rael’, the last stronghold of the Blood Alliance at the western end of the Old Continent, until the very end?
I heard he was still living there until just a few months ago.
Why… … .
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, but instead of saying hello, you’re waving your sword… .”
The old master of Changdu suddenly appeared before my eyes and smiled wickedly.
“Our youngest has grown up a lot, hasn’t he?”
“… … ?!”
chuck!
Changdu immediately prostrated himself.
I lay flat on my stomach with my arms and legs pressed against the floor, as if hitting the floor with my forehead.
There was no need to think about it. It was just the old memories and the instincts imprinted on my body that made it happen.
“Falcon, leader… …!”
“I have to stick to you.”
“Your Majesty!”
thud!
I hit the floor with my forehead without realizing it.
“The unprincipled Changdoo, I beseech thee, Your Majesty!”
“Yeah, it’s been a while. How long has it been?”
“It’s been… more than three years.”
Season 1 is about the Blood Alliance attacking the world and being attacked by the world.
The complete collapse occurred in the middle of Season 2, and the departure of every single member except Oldman occurred in the beginning of Season 3.
It was in the middle of Season 2 that Changdu left the Blood Pact.
It’s already the beginning of season 6… … It’s already been three and a half years.
“I’m glad you’re well, Your Majesty… … !”
“If you recuperate for more than three years, even the most frail old person will eventually become healthy, right?”
Oldman, laughing heartily, glanced around the interior of the occupied territory.
“You seem to be doing well, Changdu? Your guild has flourished so much… …and now you’ve reached a point where you can discuss the supremacy of the server.”
Cold sweat poured down Changdu’s back like rain.
“Well… I was lucky.”
“Luck… luck. Yeah, that’s important.”
Oldman’s voice was low.
“… … The blood alliance was unlucky. Isn’t that right?”
“… … !”
Changdu slowly raised his head, still lying face down.
Right in front, Oldman was standing.
“Yeah, I was unlucky… … Who would have thought that I would be betrayed right before the final battle?”
“My lord… … .”
“And I’m saying this to a blood-bound member whom I trusted more than anyone else… … .”
The old man’s voice was warm, but his single eye held a frosty coldness.
A dry spit gulped down Changdu’s throat. His two hands trembled.
“Oh, there is a misunderstanding, Your Majesty!”
“… … .”
“I didn’t betray you, my lord! You know that. At that time, I didn’t have the ability or the position to do so!”
“… … .”
“I, I was just fooled by that Drake’s sweet talk! I was young and foolish, so I just did whatever he said!”
“… … .”
“It’s true. Believe me, my lord! Please! I… … !”
At the end, Changdu’s voice was almost like crying.
It was a horrifying sight for others to see.
One of the rulers of Wings in Season 6, and the king of the outlaws, Changdu, is shaking like a child.
“… … .”
Oldman slowly lowered himself and knelt on one knee in front of Changdu.
“Changdu.”
He gently placed his hand on Changdu’s trembling shoulder.
“What’s the use of discussing the past? Isn’t that right?”
“My lord… … .”
“I just miss those days… … .”
Oldman’s eyes, looking into the empty space, were filled with memories.
“Do you remember? The day we all came to Jim’s store for a company dinner at our first offline meeting.”
Of course, I remember it clearly.
Changdu just listened, shivering.
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“You said you liked it, so you ate three plates of kkwabarou. Since you were a good eater, Jim brought you three more plates, but you lay down, saying you were going to explode. Haha! You were young back then… … .”
“… … .”
“Jim was younger than I am now, you know.”
Memories of those days flashed through Changdu’s terrified eyes.
Those young and innocent days… … .
And those glorious days.
Oldman, reminiscing, chuckled and slowly stroked his beard.
“… … The blood oath has fallen, and Jim has passed the family business to his son. Now the old man is left with nothing.”
“Your Majesty… … .”
“I don’t want to do anything again now. For that… … Jim is too old.”
The old king smiled kindly, yet complicatedly.
“Jim will remain quietly in your memories, as you wish. In the hideout at the end of that continent, just as he has always done.”
“… … .”
“But there is one thing that I regret.”
Oldman looked Changdu in the eye.
“That’s why I came to ask you a favor, Changdu.”
“Father, father, please? Are you talking to me?”
“It’s not that difficult of a request… …so don’t be so scared.”
The old man’s only eye flashed with a coldness and a glint of evil.
“This is my former master’s last request, will you grant it?”
Kwak.
Oldman’s hand, which was gripping my shoulder, held a strength that was hard to believe belonged to an old man.
“… … .”
The horrors of my childhood were staring me in the face.
‘Damn anchovies, don’t make the game so vivid!’
Changdu had no choice but to nod absentmindedly.
* * *
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Finally, the day of the final battle between the Union and the Outlaws.
New Continent, Bethelos.
Twilight Port, located at the western end.
Users from the Old Continent were slowly entering the New Continent through the port.
“Hey, hey.”
Grizzly of the Hunters’ Cooperative, who was just entering the Twilight Port pulling his wagon, exclaimed in admiration.
“Wow… … Look at the crowd. This is no joke.”
A population almost equal to that of the opening of Season 6 was pouring into the New World.
The panda pulling another carriage from behind groaned.
“As expected of Aaron… … He did a good job of swaying public opinion.”
Aaron attempted to actively shape public opinion through broadcasting and communities.
– The outlaws are destroying your freedom and peace! If we don’t drive them out now, Wings Online will be oppressed by them forever!
– Please help us! Even a little bit of strength is fine, let’s come together and win! Let’s fight and win peace! Please lend us your strength in the battle for the Sagittarius!
The speech was very skillful, so it was not a waste of time to have had a broadcast.
Here, online communities were flooded with appeals from users who had suffered unjust harm at the hands of outlaws.
Streaming channels, as well as many media outlets around the world, reported the war in this virtual world as a scoop.
With a speech appealing to VR world star Aaron to join the fight.
Mass psychology is simple.
With just two things – an event that will trigger the action and a justification to justify themselves – they can be easily manipulated.
‘It’ll cool down quickly like a pot, you know.’
The grizzly snorted.
But at least for the time being, it seemed to be working. The port was flooded with users in their mid- to low-level 70s.
Everyone will come to participate in the war.
Gave in to Aaron’s appeal.
‘Or else I’ll just watch and chew on popcorn.’
Many had their weapons in hand and had solemn expressions on their faces, but many more looked excited as if they were going to watch a sports game.
Who said that watching a fire across the water is the most fun?
There were more users who wanted to watch the war up close than those who actually wanted to participate.
“Still, with this number of troops, it would be quite something to see… … .”
“It’s at the level of a great migration… …? At this rate, no one will be left in the Old Continent.”
Grizzly grumbled.
But it’s a good thing, after all. The Hunters’ Cooperative has decided to stay as far away from this war as possible.
It was a very ambiguous position.
Since my job is to catch notorious users, I’m on the Allied side in terms of position, but in order to make a living, I have to make more trouble for the outlaws.
To be honest, I wanted to side with the outlaws and help them, but since they wouldn’t welcome me, I decided to just stay away and watch the situation unfold.
“Okay, let’s get on the boat. When is the next boat to the Old Continent?”
“We’re leaving in 5 minutes. Let’s quickly unload our bags.”
“Okay, okay. Hey, sloth! Stop sleeping and put your luggage down!”
A half-awake groan came from inside as the grizzly banged its fist on the inside of the wagon.
“Eww, you’re here already? I’m sleepy… … Huaam.”
“Hey, Jamsoon, I’ll let you sleep for an hour once we get on the boat, so wake up right now.”
The carriage stopped next to the unloading area at the dock.
“Whoaam… … .”
The wagon door opened and Sloth came out, yawning heavily.
Sloth washed his face like a cat, rubbing his eyes that were hidden by his hair.
“Ugh, it hurts… … If I pay the guards, I’ll have to ask the tailor to make me a drug pillow with the gold… … .”
“Just grow up in reality… … .”
As they chatted, they took out of the wagon none other than the captured outlaws.
The hunters’ cooperative had five wagons in total. The number of outlaws captured was around sixty.
The outlaws, who were taken out like luggage, were dragged out one by one like strings of string, and neatly loaded into the cargo hold.
I moved like a machine without any thought of rebelling, no matter how harshly I was treated.
The other peddlers broke out in a cold sweat as they watched this scene. They were carrying the outlaws as if they were carrying some kind of specialty product.
“How much will it cost if everything is done?”
“The average notoriety seems to be around 30,000, so notoriety 1.8 million… … That’s roughly 200,000 gold.”
“This time it’ll be quite salty.”
“yes?”
Sloth laughed heartily as he listened to the conversation between Grizzly and Panda.
Since there are quite a few members, it won’t be that much after distributing the quota, but it was quite a lot of money for the income earned in just one week.
“And… … after handing all of these over to the guards.”
“After loading all the outlaws into the hold, paying the gold and boarding the ship, Grizzly said:
“Let’s start tracking down the ‘3 million’.”
“That… … I think it’s strange.”
The three entered the cabin. The ship returning to the Old Continent was relatively empty as there were few passengers.
A panda sitting roughly on the floor rested its chin on its hand and groaned.
“There is testimony that among those who destroyed Iron Matter, all of the ‘Four Great Villains’ were seen.”
Sloth tilted his head, not knowing who the four villains were, but Panda continued.
“So I looked into the bounties, and whether it was real or a coincidence… … they all gained notoriety at the same time.”
The panda held out three wanted posters.
“Oldman, Uggle King, Cain… … All three of them had a surge in notoriety before and after the fall of Iron Matter.”
Oldman 2 million. Uggle King 1.6 million. Cain 1.1 million.
Sloth, who had been swallowing his saliva and examining the bounty’s notoriety, tilted his head.
“The four major villains? Which one?”
“The ID is not specific. It’s like an urban legend… … .”
Grizzly fiddled with his iron gauntlets with a serious expression. He was a little reluctant, as he had a perfect memory of being beaten by Cain.
“Anyway, these guys are moving together? Why?”
“I don’t know, but… … I smell something black.”
The panda held out a wanted poster.
“There was a healing priest who used to be next to Labo. He also came up around that time.”
It was a wanted poster from Oasis.
Notoriety is 350,000.
“If you add up the notoriety of these kids… … .”
There were 3 million, and a wanted poster for Labo was placed on top.
“Assuming there are other notorious users as well… … the total notoriety of this guild is close to 10 million.”
Notorious 10 million!
‘How many chickens are there!’
This is a small number for such a small group. Sloth wiped the corner of his mouth, where saliva was constantly gathering, with the back of his hand.
“But why Iron Matter? What is the significance of the iron ore mine…?”
The panda spoke cautiously to the grizzly who couldn’t take his suspicious gaze off.
“You know what? There’s a shortage of iron ore on the exchange?”
“What? Didn’t the moonstone rise and float around?”
“But someone took it all, and now the price is going up because the bottom has fallen. Those who have iron ore stored in warehouses are selling it for good… … .”
The panda’s complexion wasn’t good either.
“Something feels off. I have a feeling… … it’s not good.”
“… … .”
A bunch of old villains banded together.
A fallen small town.
A fluctuating exchange.
And, the great war that will soon unfold in the New World.
‘Something is about to happen.’
But what exactly it could be was impossible for two ordinary people to even guess.
I just feel a vague sense of foreboding… … .
“Hey, is there anything wrong?”
Sloth spoke calmly.
“Let’s go see the scenery and eat some rice cakes!”
After saying that, he immediately collapsed on the cabin floor.
“Drrrrr… … Cool.”
And then I fell asleep.
“… … .”
“… … .”
Grizzly and Panda just looked down at the peaceful face of the guild master with a sense of distress.
The ship carrying the bounty hunters and prisoners slowly left Twilight Harbor, cutting through the waves and heading out to sea.
Towards the dawn port of the Old Continent.
Towards Solar Terra.
Still not knowing what fate awaits them.
