145. Really
“Don’t you know me? If you don’t know me here, you’re a spy. Are you from North Korea? Then there is also a special package for converts… … .”
This guy has a long tongue.
A long tongue goes well with a fist.
I raised my fist and wondered if I should hit him with soy sauce this time, or if I should make up my mind and break one of his ribs.
“Are you going to hit me?”
“Yes, that will happen if you keep talking.”
“Please calm down. “How sad would the world be if everything was solved through violence?”
“I think I’ll be less sad than you who got hit.”
“No, really, I’m nothing more or less than that headhunter.”
“really?”
“yes.”
“sincerely?”
“yes.”
Yes, you can’t leave without getting hit.
And I also knew why this friend was so proud even after getting hit.
He tried to waste time with his words and used tricks.
It smelled.
I catch something that is triggered outside the realm of my sixth sense.
In a moment that I couldn’t sense at all with my five senses, I felt the guy’s body separate.
And it actually happened.
There was Stephen Choi in front of me, but there was another one behind him.
I let go of my hand on his collar and pushed the guy in front of me, then reached back and grabbed his collar again.
This guy, while caught by me, was acting mysteriously by replacing himself with an alter ego, a doll, etc.
Magic, spells, that kind of power.
Soon, the image of Stephen Choi that was there before disappeared like a mirage.
“… … “I got caught.”
Stephen Choi muttered, looking quite surprised, then looked at me and asked.
“How did you do it?”
“well.”
What is the explanation?
I slapped the guy in the face.
match.
A cheerful sound rang out.
“evil.”
My friend screamed and fell to the floor.
I asked again while squatting in front of him.
“What are you? “What do you do?”
Stephen Choi’s pupils trembled as he placed his hand on the cheek that was hit.
Why did you think that if you cast a spell in front of immortality, it would just bounce?
Now I understand.
Why couldn’t I catch it running away when we first met? This is a special species that uses spells.
Because I didn’t catch this at the time.
Things were a little different now.
“Wow, you caught this, it’s a coincidence, right?”
As he spoke, he made a fuss again.
Fog accumulates beneath your feet. I didn’t know what effect the fog would have.
I just felt it and moved it.
He grabbed the head of his head and pulled it, then slammed his nose into the floor.
thud.
“Wook.”
Due to the sudden shock, the spell failed and the collected fog dissipated.
Steven Choi said as he held his head up and his nose was bleeding.
“It really doesn’t work.”
“It’s fun, right? Try it one more time. “I’m going to break it in one place this time.”
Originally, I was going to break it and start over, but they accepted it.
“Please be patient. I don’t. “I really don’t.”
“So what are you?”
This is the third question. If there was no answer this time, I was going to break one of my legs or arms.
“He is a real headhunter. Don’t hit me. “It’s a headhunter company approved by Old Force, Excuracy, and the Supernatural Association.”
“Are you a wizard there?”
“That’s extra.”
“Hmm, you’re in cahoots with a terrorist group there.”
“You are the client.”
He is a friend who speaks without hesitation.
I am also good at using my fists without any hesitation, so that appealed to me.
“If you don’t like oral communication, should we try talking on the other side?”
The good thing about violence is that if you hit it a few times, the other person will figure out what you want and say it.
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“The request came, and all I did was execute it.”
Stephen Choi said while breaking into a cold sweat.
“request?”
“It seems like Prometheus wants to serve Gwangik.”
Well, they’re not the only ones who want me.
Even now, I am receiving love calls from countless companies.
Moreover, I hope that Excuracy, other countries’ intelligence agencies, and even Al will secretly come to my country.
It is natural to want a special species with outstanding abilities.
We live in an era where individual power surpasses the power of the military.
I understood what Stephen Choi said.
Even though it is a terrorist organization, it has a business under the sun and operates under the guise of a sheep.
So, you can also use a scouter like this.
Therefore, what he did is not against the law.
However, if you thought I would accept this offer, there’s a problem.
A friend with just a little bit of brains wouldn’t do something like this. But I think Stephen Choi is not stupid.
So, this guy was carrying out a tampering project. The real purpose is not to connect me and Prometheus.
And that crazy group of idiots, a terrorist organization that would rather bring a flame, is not really doing this to bring me back.
Do these bastards really know who the idiots are?
Do I look like I can’t even think like this?
“Cough.”
Stephen Choi coughed repeatedly before speaking.
I’m sweating even more than before.
“Are you not feeling well? “Why are you sweating like this?”
When I asked.
The look in their eyes returned as if they were asking because they didn’t know that.
“I don’t like the look in your eyes.”
The eyes became gentle.
“Mana reflux has occurred.”
“why?”
He was about to give me that look that said, ‘Are you asking because you really don’t know that?’, so I rolled my eyes beforehand.
“I’m not feeling well.”
“I see.”
I stood up and pulled Stephen Choi’s body up.
“If we meet again, I was going to break something and start over.”
“yes?”
“I said so.”
“Ah yes.”
This guy was sweating profusely and his shirt was all wet.
“Would you like to have a drink?”
Instead of breaking limbs.
I wanted to hear why you came to me and did such a stupid thing.
“no?”
“no.”
I looked at Stephen Choi, who was shaking his head with a pale complexion, and I put my arm around his shoulder.
“Then let’s go.”
I’m not only good at being sociable at work. He was a person who knew how to make friends even outside.
* * *
Stephen Choi woke up suffering from a hangover.
‘아, 개새끼.’
As soon as I woke up, the sight on my face made me curse.
Yoo Gwang-ik, a rising star of the Immortal Special Forces.
Although little was known about the job due to its special nature, it was the name that attracted the most attention recently based on its abilities alone.
Not only in Prometheus, but also in other places, requests to arrange for the author were constantly coming out.
“under.”
A sigh came out of my mouth.
I felt like my head was going to explode, so I grabbed a rolling bottle of water and poured it into my stomach.
As the water got into the burning gulp, I felt a little better, but soon my head started spinning.
‘Ignorant bastard.’
Drinking alcohol to a wizard who is upset due to mana reflux?
Thanks to this, I felt like I was walking between life and death.
I drank as much liquor as I could pour into it.
I drank water, but it smelled like alcohol.
I didn’t even think about eating anything.
I crawled across the floor and entered the bathroom.
As I stood in front of the shower and turned on the hot water, I felt a little better.
‘You’re a crazy bastard.’
This wasn’t the original plan.
Once you showed your abilities, most agents tried to maintain a relationship with you.
Even though it may seem like right now they will dedicate their bodies and minds to the Immortal Special Forces, you never know when a person’s thoughts will change.
That’s why.
I was planning to appeal to a wide range of human resources, saying I could connect them with Prometheus.
So, it was a real arrangement before, but this time, there was a plan of its own.
But even the seeds didn’t work.
I didn’t even care about that, so I just grabbed him and asked him about this and that, and then he poured me drinks and didn’t even pay.
“Ha, you idiot.”
I never wanted to see you again.
I got out of the bathroom, dried off my body, and opened the delivery app to soothe my dying stomach.
At that time, when I went to the messenger notification display, I saw three characters named Yoo Gwang-ik.
[Yoo Kwang-ik] See you again, it was nice to meet you. We’re friends, right? I’ll keep in touch with you often from now on, and if I don’t, I’ll come visit you.
I wanted to ignore it, but I couldn’t.
The more you dig, the scarier he becomes.
‘I saw through the spell.’
What kind of immortal could do something like that?
Magic was his secret weapon.
But it doesn’t work. That’s not the end either.
That persistence.
“really?”
“yes? “I was really just trying to show that my boundaries are wide.”
“no way. “Would you like a drink?”
I feel like I’m going to get sick, so I recommend drinking.
“I’m drunk.”
“So you can’t drink it?”
drank.
There was no choice.
And then I asked again.
“really?”
Oh, it’s f*cking true.
Contrary to what I thought, he spoke politely on the outside.
“Yes, that’s right, that’s right.”
“really?”
I felt like I was going to get neurosis from hearing that it was real.
“Then why does that crazy terrorist group bother looking for me at this time?”
Gwangik’s last question, what did he answer at that time?
I answered after inferring recent events and situations.
“They must have been trying to figure out the material. “Rather than going forward yourself, using a headhunting company like mine to identify agents is a common tactic.”
“really?”
He was a real son of a bitch.
“eww.”
I felt like the memories of yesterday would remain as trauma.
Stephen took a few deep breaths and then responded.
No matter how penile the son of a bitch was, this was work and Stephen was a professional.
He asked if you had a good time and said he hoped you had a nice day.
Then a reply came.
[Yoo Kwang-ik] Really?
Stephen threw his phone against the wall.
* * *
“Ah, I feel relieved inside.”
“what?”
These days, when I go to work, I hang out with Hyemin all day. I had to find traces of the spell, and to do that, I needed a suitable guide, and that was me.
We were wandering around the office under the pretext of providing information about the company’s amenities.
“There was this ugly guy, and I caught him yesterday.”
“Did you take the money and run away?”
“That’s not it.”
Before speaking, Hyemin pointed out another person.
Today is already the third time.
“That person?”
He was the assistant manager in front of me.
He always has a bright and cheerful personality.
To quote Brother Yohan, he is a great agent who likes to have fun, but manages his private life well and is good at his job.
“It’s all blurry.”
Hyemin murmured.
The subject is left out so that no one can understand it even if they hear it.
It means that he is not a clear suspect like the person who caught him on his way home from work yesterday.
All I had to do was talk to the Panda manager and investigate.
“hello.”
As I was passing by, I saw Manager Jeong Ho-nam.
“okay.”
I just say hello and pass by. The steps seemed busy.
I don’t like feeling uncomfortable, so I started by pointing out Manager Jeong Ho-nam, but Hye-min said that this place is actually clean.
He said something incomprehensible about being the subject of a spell and only using very basic rules for using objects, but fortunately, he was erased as a suspect.
“Are you dating?”
I used to ask these useless questions.
Strangely, that brother is also very interested in my personal life.
“Is mana reflux something painful?”
I asked, recalling the words I heard yesterday.
“It hurts, it’s painful.”
“okay?”
“huh. “If you have reflux, you need to take proper care.”
“What if I drink alcohol in that condition?”
“What kind of crazy person would do something like that? “Then you’ll be on the brink of death the next day?”
I didn’t know.
I felt a little sorry.
Still, these are all seeds I sowed.
As I walked around, I wondered why the terrorist group was trying to find out my whereabouts.
I was also curious about the president’s intentions when he called Hyemin.
Did they just call me to catch a spy?
really?
I was thinking about various stories I heard from Stephen.
I was just about to go back up from the cafeteria on the first floor.
“uh?”
Hyemin turned around.
It was the entrance to the building.
I just saw a person standing in front of the information center.
One is a familiar face. This is Assistant Manager Minam Choi.
“Why didn’t I know, it was the first time we met.”
While Hyemin was muttering, I felt an inexplicable ominous feeling.
Assistant Manager Minam Choi was not alone.
There are two people behind them with their hoods pressed down.
And then I saw a man who was clearly pure-blooded.
Of the three, two of them looked familiar.
“I have cognitive impairment.”
Hyemin spoke and raised her finger.
“Those two.”
The ones pointed at are the two with their hoods pressed down.
“And that woman, the traces of the spell are very dark.”
Hyemin spoke again. The person pointed out this time is assistant manager Minam Choi.
It must have been the power of the spell that prevented me from immediately recognizing the two wearing hoods.
The moment I realized that, I focused my five senses and realized that they were both spherical.
Moreover, I met one of them yesterday through a hologram.
“Taranta too.”
I muttered, and at that moment, I made eye contact with Assistant Manager Choi Minam.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Gwangik.”
This is the moment she recited.
The ominous foreboding came in physical form.
The guy running in front threw a briefcase in front of me, and it exploded.
Boom!
When the explosion broke out, a storm of explosions rushed in.
I reflexively took off my coat, wrapped it around Hyemin, and held her in my arms.
Soon, heat and pieces of debris flew behind me.
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