Episode 403
Episode 403. Difficult Problem (2)
It’s cold.
‘It feels like a pearl is stuck in my chest… … .’
Even though only simple silence remains.
This time, I felt like my heart was being torn apart after being promoted to ranker.
“… … .”
“… … .”
How many minutes has it been already?
In that suffocating silence that shows no sign of going away.
“I…….”
The moment Shimun was about to open his mouth to say something.
“hey.”
A muffled voice suddenly bursts out.
A sharp-eyed woman who took on a posture so immobile that it was hard to believe she was human.
“What are you?”
It was Go Mal-sook’s.
To him.
“Huh~.”
Likewise, a strange-looking woman who can maintain the same surprisingly consistent smile for minutes on end.
“What do you mean~?”
A small change was finally caught on Lin’s face.
Go Mal-sook too.
“Are your ears swollen? What kind of a girl are you?”
Changes gradually began to take place in the face that had been like a stone statue.
Unlike Lin who was smiling.
“Who are you to crawl out of here?”
In a direction that is gradually becoming more and more distorted.
I’m sure you caught that vibe clearly.
“Hehe, well~.”
Lin laughed in a strange tone.
“If I say so, what… what can I do?”
He answered with an even deeper smile.
Could that have been the trigger?
“This bitch!”
An eerie aura in the eyes.
What could otherwise be called a living thing explodes in an instant.
Taat!
Go Mal-sook kicking the floor.
To him.
“word……!”
Shimun’s body moved on its own, but only for a moment.
Still elegant though.
“Brother, it’s dangerous.”
With Lee Yu-jeong’s voice much lower than usual.
Ugh.
The poet’s wrist is caught.
Clearly, these are the well-managed hands of a third-generation chaebol.
‘Wh, what kind of evil force… … .’
It’s like being chained to several tons.
Shimun’s eyes widened at the strong evil force that made it impossible for him to move.
I knew that Yujeong had incredible strength.
Is it so bad that you don’t even dare to shake it off?
With this much power.
‘If it’s not a dragonoid, I won’t move at all.’
Dragonoids need to be activated at least.
It would have been possible to at least respond.
Wow.
At that moment, a faint pink light spread across the center of Shimun’s chest.
To him.
“Ugh.”
Shimun shivered slightly.
“As expected… … he was a harmful person.”
Lee Yu-jeong wiggled her eyes.
“Brother, I will treat you.”
Lee Yu-jeong, who was holding the poem’s arm, pulled it tightly and hid it in her arms.
And then.
Wow.
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He treated the poem with warm, powerful hands, but that was all.
Despite coming into contact with the saint’s power.
Shimun’s face did not brighten at all.
The reason was simple.
He trembled.
Flutter~.
Because it wasn’t caused by any pain or suffering.
“Haha.”
Lin, who had become the original form of the poem, smiled leisurely.
She is the silent fist that is caught in my hand.
“Just like I heard… … It’s pretty good?”
He let out a sigh and smiled his characteristically wicked eyes.
Even though I dared to block the Heavenly Demon God’s first attack with one hand.
“under.”
Instead of anger, Go Mal-sook.
“Look at this bitch?”
All he did was raise one eyebrow.
And then.
“You have a hidden trick? Of course! If not, he did something like that without even knowing… …!”
Go Mal-sook’s speech gradually becomes slurred.
What are you thinking about?
Her face, which had been silent, gradually began to heat up.
Have you figured out the cause?
“Ahh~.”
Lin is like a fox.
“I’ve heard a lot that I’m a woman of action. Thank you for the compliment.”
He said with his pupils shining vertically.
“What the heck! You’re not a woman with initiative, you’re a sly bitch.”
Go Mal-sook suddenly started growling in a voice like that of an animal.
one.
“Oh my~ That or this~.”
Is it that nothing works?
“In the end, it’s the same thing… … .”
Instead, he lifted his chin a little more.
“You know it well because you saw it firsthand, right?”
Knock knock.
He clenched the dark fist in his hand even more tightly.
Take this as a signal.
“X!”
Hwaaaaak!
Go Mal-sook, with a red glow emanating from her eyes.
The SSS-class trait, Thousand Killer Star, has been activated.
Of course, the Paehwangsae was also blocked by Lin’s hand.
Woohoo!!
It gave off an even more intense tinnitus, with a crimson aura.
but.
“Yes. The characteristics are… … .”
Although Lin is also imperfect, he possesses the EX-class trait Cheonho.
The rank of that magical power is that of the god king of the old magical world, possessed by its owner, Shimun.
Because it was the Uma King’s.
“You’re not the only one!”
Kiiing!
He confronted the demonic power of the Thousand-Slayer Fortress, spitting out a strange sound.
Even though only activated energy came into contact.
Quatsutsut side!
An ominous friction sound erupts from all directions.
and.
“Oh, no!”
Shimun knows all too well the dangers of those two energies.
“Yoo Jeong-ah!”
With urgent eyes, he called out to Lee Yu-jeong, who had been holding him back under the pretext of protection.
That would be the case.
‘If the power is more concentrated there… … .’
The magic of the Thousand-Year-Old Castle and the magic of the God King.
Is it because of the struggle?
Those two energies, which only make friction noises, will immediately lose their balance even a little.
‘This is the end!’
Ranker Palace.
Because this penthouse floor where Shimun lives will be destroyed.
Have you realized the seriousness of the situation?
“indeed…….”
A refreshing smile.
But Lee Yu-jeong was watching the situation with sunken eyes.
“It’s to the point where you can dare to insult your older brother. It’s very… … dangerous.”
He answered in a serious voice.
Shimun breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter how great those two energies are.
‘If Yoojung steps forward, we can stop it.’
Holy spirit.
It is an energy specialized in defense and recovery with powers that are opposite to magic.
Wasn’t it Yoo Jeong’s stamina that led to the Challenger rank after Kim Si-hyuk?
Just for that power level alone.
It was enough to stop the fierce fight between those two women.
Called.
“Don’t worry, brother.”
The poem thought.
“I will erase it without a trace.”
With her beloved bottle that she had taken out without realizing it.
Woof woof woof!!
“You… Jeong-ah?”
A concentration of incredible power.
“Just disappear.”
That is, until the front is dyed.
* * *
[Breaking News! The top floor of the Ranker Palace is blown up!]
[Terrorism taking advantage of the landlords’ absence?]
[The culprit is Desperado? It seems to be a revenge terrorist attack for the previous incident!]
Various news, portal sites, communities, etc.
Articles that pop up on the front page.
Let’s push it up with our fingers.
[Is this really terrorism? The situation is uncertain]!
[Saint Lee Yu-jeong’s powers are captured in large numbers!]
[Experts: ‘It looks like Lee Yu-jeong’s battle scars’]
[Association avoids official comment, saying ‘the situation is being sorted out, the situation is being assessed’]
News updated in real time was uploaded one after another.
A middle-aged man with a cold expression looking down at his cell phone screen.
“how…….”
Kim Moo-yeol let out an annoyed voice.
at the same time.
Damn it.
He walked down the hallway with a nervous gait.
“What’s the situation?”
I turned off my phone screen and asked briefly.
“It’s almost all figured out.”
A two-meter tall giant follows behind.
In response to Golem Choi Chang-wook’s answer.
“Almost done?”
Kim Moo-yeol’s face becomes even more distorted.
That would be the case.
The type of words he hates the most.
no.
Because it was the ‘uncertainty’ type that was hated in all aspects.
Choi Chang-wook also knew this well.
“Yes, first of all, it is clear that Lee Yu-jeong’s s*xual power was the main contributor to the explosion of the Penthouse.”
He quickly blurted out some ‘certain’ things.
“It sounds like there’s something else.”
“Yes, according to our investigation, energy classified as magic and evil spirits were also detected.”
“also.”
Kim Moo-yeol nods.
It was natural.
‘Lee Yu-jeong. There’s no way that woman would use that much force for no reason.’
The Ranker Palace is big.
It was also because it boasted the most expensive price in South Korea.
First of all, Kim Si-hyuk and Lee Yu-jeong.
Because it was the place that the two monsters made their home.
Of course, it was built with various arena materials and technologies.
Its durability will be stronger than that of the newly built Blue House.
But destroying one floor of a place like that?
That penthouse in the poem that I love so much?
‘It wasn’t just a show of force, it was something I had to put my heart and soul into.’
This only goes to show that Lee Yu-jeong, a ranker, had a chance to truly prepare for battle.
There must have been a pretty big threat.
Ding.
He arrived at the elevator before he knew it.
“So. What caused the explosion?”
I got on the elevator, escorted by Choi Chang-wook.
Choi Chang-wook pressed the top button.
“We are seeing the aftermath of a fierce battle.”
Kim Moo-yeol recited the answer he had expected.
Whether it is satisfactory or not.
“hmm.”
Kim Moo-yeol nods his head slightly.
one.
“only…….”
“only?”
I tilted my head at Choi Chang-wook’s next words.
“This is exactly the part that has not been figured out yet… … .”
Choi Chang-wook hesitates for a moment.
Even the person reporting it seems like he doesn’t understand it at first.
“The ones who fought were none other than Go Mal-sook and Lin. It has been confirmed that they were the two people… … .”
He gave an answer full of questions.
Is this also the case for Kim Moo-yeol?
“what?”
His face was again distorted with grotesqueness.
Within.
“under.”
Kim Moo-yeol lets out a short sigh.
Choi Chang-wook’s vague report is finally understandable.
‘Go Mal-sook and Lin… … .’
All are poets and colleagues.
Even Go Mal-sook and Lee Yu-jeong aren’t quite close friends, right?
But not both.
All three of them fought a full-scale battle at the same time?
‘This. We won’t know unless the parties involved open their mouths.’
Fortunately.
‘Then I have no choice but to question him directly.’
Because it is the yard where he personally walked.
How dare you create such a fuss without my permission as the president of the association.
‘If… … if the guy and the kids were hurt even a little bit… … .’
Including the landlord, Shimun.
Siyeon, Sijun, Kyuung, etc.
If those small and delicate things were harmed even a little.
‘Not even your parents can stop me.’
Whether it’s Lee Young-hee or Ko Chang-jin.
I will sweep them all away.
In line with that sentiment.
Wow.
Kim Moo-yeol’s atmosphere cools down in an instant.
he is.
“Choi Chang-wook.”
“yes.”
“As a temporary measure, I will take care of the repairs to the penthouse myself.”
Temporary repairs to the destroyed penthouse.
“Formally registered arena construction in the future… … .”
Just as I was about to order restoration work.
Ding.
The elevator door opened with a clear sound.
“… … .”
“… … .”
The two middle-aged men had no choice but to remain silent.
That would be the case.
“… … Choi Chang-wook.”
“Uh, yes.”
“Didn’t you say it was definitely destroyed?”
“Father, that was definitely the case… … .”
A sudden explosion at the Ranker Palace.
Because of this, there were numerous emergency reports and all kinds of news.
“… … But what is this?”
What on earth is this sight unfolding before my eyes?
“Where on earth was destroyed?”
A luxurious hallway that is no different from before.
From floor to ceiling.
Even the smallest flaw was not caught by the sharp eye of Kim Moo-yeol, a first-generation ranker.
This was also the case for fellow first-generation ranker Choi Chang-wook.
“That, that… … .”
Choi Chang-wook, who can’t hide his embarrassment without answering.
Within.
“ah!”
A thought crosses my mind.
“Could it be that you, Shimun, did it?”
Choi Chang-wook immediately blurted it out.
Does that make sense?
“……but.”
Kim Moo-yeol nodded slowly.
‘If it’s the guy, it’s definitely possible.’
A poem that has already created countless absurd miracles with its own hands.
If it’s Shimun, one of the few people he acknowledges.
It would have been possible to achieve this level of recovery somehow.
This is because Choi Chang-wook also had the same thought.
“Indeed! I thought I had some idea about Shimun-nim’s abilities, but this is the first time I’ve seen something like this. The president’s special ability is also excellent for restoring buildings, but… … .”
Unlike his usual silent manner, he spoke without holding back.
“How can you restore a half-destroyed building so perfectly in such a short period of time? I really feel amazed whenever something like this happens.”
He poured out his praise for the poem without hiding anything.
The words that dared to compare him to me were quite a blow to my pride.
“hmm.”
Kim Moo-yeol simply nodded his head with a small, affirmative sound.
Thanks to that, I realized what mistakes I had made.
“Now that we’re on the subject, the previous Busan branch manager was like that too.”
Choi Chang-wook, who had no idea, spoke in a somewhat excited voice without realizing it.
“It’s not just about dealing with the desperadoes, it’s also about uncovering the masterminds we didn’t even know about… .”
He walked along, talking about the poem.
So I didn’t see it.
“hmm.”
Kim Moo-yeol’s small moan expressing his approval.
The corners of the mouth and eyes where it flows out.
Swish.
Drawing a curve that is becoming more and more curved.
But this is only for a moment.
Soon the door to the penthouse opens.
The moment you step inside.
“Mr. Shimun. We… … .”
“Aren’t you listening properly?!”
To an unimaginable sight.
“… … .”
“… … .”
The two middle-aged men could not help but freeze.
* * *
Beijing, the capital of China.
In that place where all the power of popularization was concentrated, there was one building that stood out as a towering figure.
The top floor.
A middle-aged man who could see everything in the capital at a glance.
“It’s not even an internal strife?”
He turned his gaze back with a short question.
“Look, that’s what has been reported.”
A kind-hearted middle-aged man answers while wiping away the sweat dripping down his face with a handkerchief.
He is the Continental Guild Master.
“Uncle. You seem to be very disappointing these days.”
Jong Wan-ji, the uncle of King Changwang Jongli-chu, said to his nephew.
“Ha, the Korean association doesn’t have a clear grasp of the situation either, so we have no way of knowing!”
He was so surprised that he started talking nonstop.
“In fact, the president of the association, Kim Moo-yeol, is also heading to the Ranker Palace to grasp the situation!”
Fortunately.
“Kim Moo-yeol?”
Did it work?
A man with one eyebrow furrowed.
“Come to think of it… … I got a call from you asking to meet up.”
I looked out the window, rubbing my chin.
As if thinking about something.
He tapped my chin with his calloused fingers.
“Uncle.”
“Yes, sir!”
I called out to Jong-Wan-Ji, who was trembling slightly while observing my expression.
“Haruto has returned, right?”
“Yes. It seems to be due to the influence of the boss who was caught in the black market a while ago.”
“Umm… … .”
There was a moment of silence following his report.
“Get some space with those guys.”
“Oh, I understand!”
Without even looking at Jong-Wan-Ji who was answering.
I touched the bracelet with engraved scales.
OK.
-Oh my god? Jong-ri-chu.
With a s*xy voice.
-What’s going on? I’ll contact you first.
A fascinating black-haired woman floated before him.
