Episode 254
Episode 254. The Whole Story (2)
A TV that is full of analog sensibility.
In it.
[I, I am Madame Diana, a founding member of Desperado.]
A middle-aged woman’s voice was heard.
Shockingly enough.
[This, this time, the terrorist attack on the Korean branch of the American Dream is not only related to our desperados.]
She introduced herself as a founding member of Desperado, but she did not live up to that notoriety.
The dress was full of scars and bruises.
Even the voice was tinged with fear.
However, Madame Diana’s miserable appearance did not attract much attention from onlookers.
That would be the case.
[We are Derek, the guild master of the American Dream. With his help, we committed this terrorist attack.]
Because what came out of Diana’s mouth was quite shocking.
[He assisted our terrorist acts in exchange for the Winter Queen’s arrest and transfer of soldiers… … .]
Before becoming the master of the world’s greatest guild.
Derek is recognized as America’s superhero.
Isn’t it true that he joined hands with the world’s worst criminal organization, Desperado, to commit this terrorist attack?
even.
[Disguised as an executive member of the American Dream, and linked up with our spy, Reina, who is an executive member there… … .]
Even to the point where there’s a Desperado spy inside the American Dream.
Every word she uttered was a story that was hard to believe, even if you wanted to.
and.
“Kihyah! I really never imagined this!”
An old bar with an old TV.
“Mid-boss. Isn’t he amazing?”
With his arms out there.
“It’s hard to believe that Madame Angkaljin ended up like that. A confession video?”
The Asian man kept laughing as he watched Diana’s confession on the screen.
“Even though I overdid it last time, I still feel like I did well in surviving the clutches of the Black Swordsman!”
To him.
“This is the acting boss, Haruto.”
A deep, heavy voice is heard from the other side.
Haruto.
“Hey! You’re talking about such trivial things even after seeing that? Tell me your impressions.”
A strangely dark place.
I looked at the dark space where only the overall outline and the hand holding the glass were visible.
“… … It’s surprising.”
The man with the deep voice lifted his glass with a hand as thick as his voice.
Haruto tilted his head toward it and his eyes sparkled.
“Right? What exactly is surprising? Madame being a rag? Or that lame confession?”
“Both of you. What do you think about this, Haruto?”
To the man’s question.
“I feel like I’ve just watched a death p*rn! I can’t even imagine something like this… .”
Haruto immediately started mumbling, but that was it.
“Haruto. I’m not in the mood for jokes.”
Quietly.
But in the low, manly voice.
“Oh my! That’s scary~ Don’t say things so scary. After all, I’m the weakest of the founding members.”
Haruto shrugged his shoulders, nodding.
Within.
“Just looking at the video, I don’t think there’s any possibility of manipulation.”
The smile on your lips is still there.
Haruto’s playful eyes instantly calmed down.
“The reason is?”
“The middle boss knows where that is, right?”
“I see. Isn’t it a corner?”
“To be exact, it’s the boundary line before the corner. Corners are related not only to space, but also to time.”
Haruto, who had said so, filled the man’s empty glass with alcohol.
“Anyway, that’s the path that the beast behind me showed me. Therefore, it’s a place that no one but me and those around me can enter.”
“That doesn’t make sense.”
The man with the deep voice answered while accepting the glass.
“If what you say is true, shouldn’t we consider the possibility of manipulation to be greater? Not just anyone can enter that place.”
“Generally speaking, yes. But… … .”
Where did you get it from?
Haruto took out an old remote control and pressed a few buttons.
[America… … Madam… … I… … .]
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The video that was playing earlier.
Madame Diana’s confession video was rewinded at high speed.
Haruto only froze the screen after reaching the very first part of the video.
“Okay. Look.”
Full of bruises.
And here we see the first scene of Madame Diana looking scared somewhere.
“Madam, you look really scared?”
“Haruto. I told you. The joke is… … .”
The man’s growl followed immediately.
one.
“No, no. Mid-boss. Take a closer look at why Madame was scared.”
Haruto snapped his index finger and pointed to the TV screen.
“Look at Madam’s hands. The Indian artifact I gave you is missing.”
“……Right.”
“Oh, really. The mid-boss must have been quite a shock to you, too? Haha!”
Haruto giggles.
But the man just stared at the screen.
Within.
“Haruto. I know what you’re trying to say.”
He nodded slowly.
“The Indian artifact you gave me was stolen by the guy who filmed the video?”
“Yes! And that’s what happened. He made that confession so that he wouldn’t be twisted alive in the void.”
“Hmm.”
“I’m sure of it. Being twisted alive in the void is really horribly painful.”
I know very well that I will come again.
Haruto shrugs his shoulders and finishes his speech neatly.
The man rested his chin on his hand.
“That makes sense. No, I’m sure your thoughts are clear. There are just a few questions.”
“I know what it is. How did the guy who took that video get there?”
“Yes.”
The glass in the hand of the man with his chin resting on his hand clinks.
“That place is a place where space is distorted by emptiness. It is a place that cannot be endured without the power of a constellation like yours. But… … .”
“How did you get there without any Indian artifacts?”
“That’s right. If Madame had the artifact stolen from the beginning, wouldn’t she have been unable to enter that space in the first place?”
“That’s true~.”
Haruto nods.
Within.
“This is my personal opinion. I think it’s more likely that there are abilities related to the void.”
“A person with Void-related abilities? Then how could we not know… …”
The man’s words become slurred.
Does something come to mind?
widely.
A glass of wine placed fairly strongly on the table.
And then.
“Daniel.”
A key member who has already died.
A man who speaks of the Void Wanderer Daniel.
In that regard.
“Huh? By the way, the place where Daniel died was also in Korea?”
Haruto’s eyes widened.
The man nodded slowly.
“Yes. He was killed while returning after assassinating Chairman Lee Soon-chul. And… … .”
Haruto, a dimensional ability user.
Unlike him, who manifests his abilities through the magical realm.
Void Wanderer Daniel demonstrated his abilities as an assassin.
“Daniel also had the beast of the corner of the constellation like you as his backbone.”
Perhaps because of the nature of dealing with dimensions.
Daniel and Haruto, who basically had the same background.
In light of this.
“It’s certain that the person who took the video has void-related abilities.”
“Is that even on a level that matches the power of our backing?”
“And if we look at the similarities with the time of Daniel’s death… … .”
“The other person involved is Kim Si-moon? Hiya~! I’m getting more and more scared.”
The man’s words are momentarily interrupted by Haruto’s confidence.
Knock. Knock.
The man’s fingers slowly tapped the old stand next to the glass.
Within.
“I guess this isn’t something that can be passed over normally.”
Druk.
A man stands up, dragging a chair.
“I’ll report to the boss. You go to Derek and help him handle the situation. He’s not the type of guy who should be leaving already.”
“Haa~. Another errand?”
Haruto vomited slightly at the man’s command, but that was it.
“Isn’t it better than ending up like that?”
To a man nodding at the screen of an old TV.
“It’s scary! Yay yay~.”
He nodded playfully and waved his hand.
OK.
Swish.
The two people in the stands disappeared like ghosts.
* * *
New York, the capital of the world beyond the United States.
A skyscraper overlooking Central Park, the huge park at its center.
On the top floor there.
Boom!
There was a loud explosion.
But it was built with Arena Mountain materials.
As the guild house of the American Dream, one of the best guilds in the world.
This explosion didn’t cause any damage though.
“Please, calm down! Derek!”
It wasn’t just one person.
A middle-aged black man with a cold sweat pouring down his face.
For Colin, the scapegoat of the American dream.
“No one believes that crazy video anyway! The entire American people support you!”
Colin speaks, wiping sweat off his face with a blue handkerchief.
To him.
Corn.
A muscular fist that exudes masculinity.
The square-jawed man who had pulled it out of the wall slowly looked at Colin.
“… … do you support me?”
“Oh, of course! No one believes that stupid video! See it for yourself!”
Colin immediately hands over his cell phone in response to Guild Master Derek’s question.
Inside it.
[The world’s superheroes join hands with villains?]
[The villain’s absurd confession video, where did it come from?]
[The American Dream, Heroes Never Forgive Us for Smearing Them!]
From various news.
-Is what Madam said true?
-That’s crazy lol. What kind of person is Derek?
-I wondered what kind of crazy thing he would do this time… … It’s Desperado, after all.
-You have to make sense. If Derek really wanted to do that, he would have terrorized the guild house.
-That’s right. Are you going to terrorize a Korean branch that has no nutritional value?
-The Winter Queen is ridiculous. The whole world knows how close the two heroes are!
Even the users of the community.
Everyone who watched the video gave negative feedback.
“Look! There is not a single person who believes in it!”
Colin, who was holding up the screen of his phone with it in it, kept raising his voice.
Of course, but still.
“That… that’s right? Huh?”
Like offering food to a beast.
But I shrugged my shoulders.
“… … .”
Derek stares silently at the screen Colin holds out to him.
Within.
“under.”
He laughed, wondering if it was true.
And he didn’t swing his fist again.
‘Whew… … ‘
Colin let out a sigh of relief and looked at the holes in the wall that had already been drilled more than twenty times.
‘It would have been dangerous if I had knocked a couple more times… ‘
Even if it’s a guild house made with all kinds of Arena materials and technology.
It’s impossible to take more than a dozen hits from a top-ranked American.
Like a broken spider web.
He glanced around the top floor, which was cracked open in all directions, and swallowed his saliva.
“As you can see, no one believes that video. Rather, it’s either illusionary magic or manipulation… … .”
The moment when I blurted out words of reassurance one after another.
Woof.
The cell phone I was holding out vibrated.
Colin checked his phone screen.
‘Why you guys at this timing!’
I quickly took it, frowning.
“I’m so busy, what the… … What, what?! Is that really true?!”
Colin immediately expressed his shock.
And then.
“Bro. What’s going on?”
Colin’s face instantly turned thoughtful as he realized who was right in front of him.
one.
“Why did the emergency response team contact me?”
Derek had already looked at the letters on the phone screen that had been held out to him.
To him.
“That, that… … .”
Colin licked his lips several times.
“The Desperado spy who remained in the executive branch has been caught. And in other departments too… … .”
Finally, I had a hard time saying the news I received from the emergency response team.
* * *
[Shock! The Shadow of the American Dream?]
[We’ve been rooting for the villains all this time?!]
[Desperado’s organization members are discovered inside the American Dream!]
[Executive, administrative, and even Diamond Players. Villains in large numbers!]
[US President’s Rebuke! Orders Investigation into the Complete Destruction of the American Dream!]
Provocative headlines pouring down the screen.
A blonde woman watching it.
“under…….”
Olivia Denson chuckled.
That would be the case.
‘This is really true… … .’
The American Dream.
Beyond giving her a new life, the organization that made her who she is today.
To that guild that always walked the heroic path on the side of justice.
‘I didn’t know there were this many villains hiding… …!’
There were so many hidden villains who were awakened criminals.
even.
‘The number of people being reported is only half of the list given to Andrew?’
This is one of the lists she sent to Andrew, a promising prospect for the American dream.
Isn’t that only half the number of people?
There were quite a few departments that had not even been mentioned in the media yet.
“how…….”
Her gaze is natural.
“How did you know that there were so many villains hiding in our guild?”
He turned to the poet who had handed him the list.
fantasy,
