#Episode 92
The content was simple. In a closed space that appeared to be a research lab, masked men were committing a massacre, and at the very end, in what seemed like a very small corner, there was a man with his arms crossed.
He was also wearing a mask, but he was almost completely different from those who were acting. He was just watching.
As the massacre ended, the masked man spoke.
-Don’t withdraw.
Those masked people disappear like the tide. The video stops here.
Helena said.
“You thought you’d be done with just destroying all the watches and all the CCTVs? Seriously, how easy must the Freemasons have seemed to you to have ended things like that?”
Helena sincerely looked at the president of the association in front of her with pity.
“Did you really think there wouldn’t be any CCTVs managed separately? Did you really think there wouldn’t be any CCTVs with backup servers that are completely different? Did you really think there wouldn’t be any state-of-the-art equipment that can record audio? Did you really think that the CCTVs that you can see with your own eyes would be all there are? You pathetic punk.”
Helena shook her head and continued asking questions.
“Anyway, this ‘cheolsuhaji’ voice that I just heard and the voice coming out of your vocal cords right now sound the same. What do you think?”
“… … .”
“Stay neutral? This kid starts talking nonsense every time he opens his mouth, Vice Minister.”
“yes.”
“What should I do with this kid?”
Deputy Director Madeline Rhodes answered without a second thought.
“You should be locked up in a blood factory for the rest of your life.”
“Good.”
Helena smiled and asked Santiago Munez.
“What do you think? Do you like it?”
“… …What do you want?”
The president of the association was clearly not an idiot. There must be a reason why they are doing this right now in front of my eyes.
And that was correct.
“Blow to all the other apostles, except you.”
“… … Are you planning to hunt the apostles?”
“Yeah. What idiot would sit still when war is declared?”
“The attacks have stopped now. Even if you provoke the apostles who are well hidden, you will only get tired.”
Helena shook her head.
“Why are you judging that? You stupid idiot who only gets caught on CCTV.”
“… … .”
“Don’t think about it. Just tell me whatever I ask you.”
“Then are you just going to let it go?”
Helena said confidently.
“no.”
“… … .”
“Why are you letting me go? You’re definitely going to the blood factory. Because.”
Helena’s eyes turned red, and a red haze rose from her body.
“Because you killed my people. If you answer my questions easily, I won’t torture you. But you won’t answer? You’ve already been confirmed as a blood factory for life, and now you’re going to get tortured on top of that. Do you understand what I mean?”
“… … .”
“Oh, I forgot this. Wait a minute, Deputy Director.”
“yes.”
“Go and capture all the kids in this association. There should be at least one guy who knows the location of the apostles, so find him too.”
“What should I do if the rebellion is severe?”
Helena answered as if asking why I was asking so suddenly.
“Kill them. Before Phase 2 starts, let’s kill all the Apostle cubs and the bastards who suck their bottoms.”
So the vice president and the office manager left, leaving only Helena and the association president in the office.
Helena asked.
“So what’s the answer?”
“No. I can’t answer that question.”
“Why do you insist on taking the easy way out?”
Tsk tsk.
Helena clicked her tongue lightly and spoke in a small voice.
[Expansion of territory.]
[True blood is always clean.]
Hwaaaaaaaah-!
The surrounding scenery changes.
The association president, with a puzzled expression, understood what was happening.
‘Domain expansion’ is only possible for the highest ranking apostles among the apostles.
Helena just unfolded it.
“Yes… … Four years… … How did you develop your territory… …?”
“The information transfer is too slow. It’s been a few days since I was able to use this, Inma.”
The Freemasons have good information power. Moreover, they had already been in contact with the Apostles long ago.
Helena knows which apostle Santiago Munez is.
That’s why I came alone.
“Oh, and I’m going to create a new World Awakening Association.”
“……what?”
“Why are you doing this all of a sudden? Did you really think I was going to leave it up to you apostles?”
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“… … .”
“Wake up, Inma. And look forward to the future. You’ll probably be screaming for me to kill you.”
There was no point in continuing the conversation.
Yes, Helena kicked the seat.
* * *
I thought while drinking orange juice.
The world was quieter than I thought.
A building collapsed in the middle of the city, killing dozens of people. But the news didn’t say anything about me or the apostles, except that there was a gas explosion.
It was interesting.
There were definitely people around me who had made eye contact with me. When I was beating up the sun god Ra and throwing him into the basement of the building, there were definitely eyes looking at us.
There were not just one or two. There were dozens, hundreds.
But the fact that no one spoke up like this clearly shows how much influence my older sister had.
To be honest, this Earth is not the Titan I used to live on, and it’s almost impossible to reign like an emperor.
It is especially difficult in South Korea, where democracy is the foundation.
It’s just that everyone is defending Noona because there’s a bigger enemy outside called the Gate. If the Gate were to disappear, would it still be as quiet then as it is now?
That can’t be true.
He put the glass down with a thud.
There’s no need to worry about the distant future. After all, the present is what matters.
Jeongbin on the other side was writing with a smile on his face.
That was understandable.
The novel Titan has already been sold all over the world. Should we say it has been a huge hit?
Since the characters in the novel have backgrounds similar to those of the characters dying, this was bound to be a huge hit in some way.
The marketing is so solid, and even the writing is fun.
It would be strange if it weren’t fun to read it with the penmanship of great writer Bon Aveiro Zeino.
The amount of money they earn each day already easily exceeds hundreds of millions.
Of course, this only refers to profits earned in South Korea.
Even as each day passed, the amount increased.
Jeongbin sat on a pile of money, and I, too, sat on a pile of money.
But I’m not really interested in spending money.
Having a house, a car, money to buy food and clothes, that’s enough.
It was too much now.
‘Should I make a donation?’
Is there any organization that can personally support those who have been harmed by the Gates or by me?
I think I should look it up sometime.
Or you can make it.
Come to think of it, I still have the file I got while working on Gandharva in subspace.
Just as I was thinking that, the watch rang.
I checked it right away.
It was my older sister.
[Found them. Seven.]
see.
How many apostles are left now?
Of the 200 people killed or put into blood factories so far, ten were in Korea, thirty-two in South America, thirty-eight in Pearl Harbor, twenty-one in Hawaii, one in China, and one in the Himalayas.
There are about ninety left.
I just stood up from my seat.
I don’t know what kind of mess it’s going to be when Phase 2 starts. I know almost nothing.
So, for now, it’s right to just do what you have to do and prepare.
I plan to kill all the apostles in this world.
The seeds will be completely dried.
[Location: Mykonos Island, Greece. Be careful.]
He replied with a smile.
[don’t worry.]
#Chapter 4
Arriving at Mykonos International Airport, I looked at the coordinates my sister had sent me.
The distance is not that far.
First, I came out to the city center.
I walked slowly.
I strangely liked the noisy chatter of foreign languages.
There were a lot of people around, so it wasn’t really bad.
Just one.
If it weren’t for that guy approaching me, I would have felt like I was on vacation for the first time in a long time.
“Are you Mr. Jin Shi-hoo?”
I looked up and down at the man who was speaking to me blankly in Korean.
He is exactly 183cm tall. He looks a little taller because he is wearing shoes. I can tell he has solid muscles, but I don’t know his weight. He is wearing a suit with a coat over it, and the red handkerchief pinned to his chest is quite impressive.
He seemed very detached from everyone around him, but in my opinion, he was a strong man who could control nature.
“You speak Korean well.”
“You are too kind. If you need guidance, I will be happy to provide it.”
I ended up laughing. I wouldn’t refuse such a favor.
“Come here. The car is waiting.”
Wherever he went, there was a Rolls-Royce. I pushed myself into the car, which had a door that opened in a peculiar way. The man sat down next to me.
“Do you like whiskey?”
“Oh, I don’t really like whiskey.”
“Then how about wine?”
“The wine isn’t that great either.”
“Then, I’ll give you your favorite orange juice.”
He looked at the man with strange eyes. He must have done some thorough research on me.
Even orange juice was available in the Rolls-Royce.
I accepted it as is and took a sip.
“You are generous.”
“Me?”
“Yes. What would you do if I got poisoned in there?”
“Is this poisoned?”
“I didn’t ride it.”
“Okay then. Actually, it doesn’t matter if you ride it.”
He continued speaking, taking a deep sip.
“Because the one who takes the risk is the one who has to bear the burden.”
“… … I see. How about trying some wine yourself?”
As I said before, I don’t refuse such a favor.
As I nodded, the man took out a bottle of wine, poured it into a glass, and handed it to me.
“This is a 1947 Château Cheval Blanc wine. Try it.”
Since I watch a lot of dramas, I know roughly how to eat it. I put it in my mouth and rinse it.
The man blinks. His expression seems to indicate that he has never seen anyone drink wine so greedily.
Gulp, he gulped down the wine.
It’s strange.
“Cowhide? It tastes like that.”
The man smiles brightly.
“Thank you for the great view. Does it taste good?”
“Good. Pretty good.”
“Thank goodness. Here, I’ll give you that as a gift.”
The man handed me a new bottle of wine, uncorked.
The wine I just had was Château Cheval Blanc, 1947.
“I know they sell wine at convenience stores in Korea.”
“Yes, they sold it.”
“Try any of the wines there and try this one right away. You’ll experience a different taste.”
After accepting it, he pushed it into the subspace.
Now I’ve had my fill of the drink and I’ve memorized all the faces.
“I would like to get to the main point.”
