< 95. A fight between a couple is like cutting someone's throat with a knife (2) >
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Lieutenant Park Jeong-pal plans to retire in just five years. Although he is somewhere between middle-aged and old age, he has never experienced what people his age call a midlife crisis. This is because his life as an orc has been a series of crises.
It was not easy to have an easy life at work. The contempt and discrimination that a race accustomed to seeing handcuffs faced for working in a job that involves putting handcuffs on is now something that cannot be chewed over.
It’s not because he doesn’t want to think about it because it’s so creepy, or because he’s erased it from his mind due to trauma. It’s because such things have unfolded throughout his social life to the point where it’s pointless to single out any one incident.
My current situation, where I am assigned to a task that all my colleagues avoid, is just an extension of my past life.
“Hey Nimmi, where the hell is that kid going out at this time of night?”
A vigilante grumbled from his undercover vehicle parked in an alley in an upscale residential area. Instead of responding to the lament of a young irregular worker who should not have been called upon for such a mission according to investigative protocol, Jeong-pal quietly started the engine.
The townhouse parking lot door opens and a foreign car quietly pulls out. Jeong-pal starts the car and follows behind.
The scandal between the talented actor Kwak Do-chul and the popular idol was once hot news, enough to reach the ears of Jeong Pal, who had no interest in the entertainment industry. However, Jeong Pal could not have imagined that the incident would affect his life.
That means I’ll be in a position where I have to follow that cheater around every day and protect him.
“Sir, how long do we have to follow this guy around?”
“Just hold on for another week. I heard you’re close with the chief. Even if you were threatened, you can’t use public power without limit to protect yourself, right? The Personal Protection Committee will reexamine it.”
“That threat was made when your wife called and said she would kill you. What kind of big threat was that… If even the Virgin Mary found out that her husband was having sex with a half-elf ten years younger than her, she would kill him!”
The problem was that after that phone call, his wife really disappeared. This was something that everyone, including Jeong-pal, found surprising.
At the time of the scandal, the parties involved desperately denied it. In fact, the only witness was a ghost who was not recognized as a witness, and there was not a single photograph of evidence. In addition, Kwak Do-chul used some means to silence his wife who had discovered the scene. Of course, they did not divorce.
The rumors were eventually covered up. The situation was quickly resolved and it appeared that the parties involved would not have to drop out of the film they were filming or pay compensation for their advertising contracts.
In the midst of all this, his wife suddenly disappeared after leaving a phone call saying, “I’ll kill you.”
“And if it’s someone like Kwak Do-chul, he must have a lot of money. If I were his wife, I would immediately file for divorce and extort a lot of alimony. Why would I threaten him and then go to the burrow?”
Jeong Pal-do also agreed with that part. Since the blame lies with her husband, it was a much better method from her perspective.
But in the midst of all this, he went missing?
The vigilante lowered his voice and said.
“In my opinion… Kwak Do-chul, that’s all a show. The wife didn’t disappear on her own, but Kwak Do-chul just did it.”
He taunts, pretending to hit his neck with the blade of his hand.
“I managed to keep his mouth shut, but he kept threatening to reveal it to the media and causing a fuss, so Gwak Do-chul got scared and buried his wife.”
“And then you asked the police for protection in a way that was almost like a scapegoat? With the intention of covering up your own crimes?”
“Doesn’t that sound plausible?”
Park Jeong-pal snorted. Then the vigilante raised his voice in excitement.
“In the first place, this is all useless. How could a woman who is neither a person with supernatural powers nor a woman who was born with a weak body and frequented hospitals like it was her home kill Kwak Do-chul?”
“Don’t you know what a gun is, a gun?”
“Hey, if Kwak Do-chul was really worried that someone would kill him, he would have wrapped his entire body in bulletproof amulets or something. Right?”
All of these were valid stories, but instead of interfering, Jeong-pal quietly stopped the car. This was because the car driven by Kwak Do-chul had stopped in front of a luxury villa.
The vigilante, who was checking outside the window, spat out a harsh curse.
“Erai!
Jeongpal also let out a faint sigh. This was the new place that Gwak Do-chul had found for the purpose of having a secret meeting with the half-elf who had been involved in a scandal.
‘The liver is big.’
The uproar has died down, but the affair continues, with the media still watching.
I was astonished at the generosity of it.
‘It was an excessive action, even to the point of requesting police protection. If it weren’t for the chief…’
Under their gaze, Kwak Do-chul rings the bell. However, unlike usual, the front door on the first floor does not seem to open right away.
Kwak Do-chul grumbled.
“Hey, man. I told you not to sleep and wait.”
After ringing a few more times, he finally picks up the phone.
Meanwhile, the vigilante in the car was looking at his cell phone.
“Huh! But she is definitely pretty. Look, Inspector. How on earth did Kwak Do-chul seduce her?”
She keeps exclaiming in admiration as she flips through the photos of the idol who is her affair partner. Jeong-pal glances at the screen and then looks away again. Then he snaps out a word.
“Hey, we’re working. Don’t come to your senses…!”
Just then, Jeongpal felt goosebumps running down his back.
“!”
Turn your head in the direction your premonition points you to.
One step. A spot of light appeared under the streetlight outside the window. At the boundary between darkness and hazy light, someone’s figure was faintly visible.
The one who had been hiding in the darkness until now was a woman. The shadows cast by the lights distorted her figure, making her look like a monster with an absurdly long left arm and an excessively large right fist.
Another step. As he reached the point where the light was directly in front of him, Jeong-pal realized that her two hands were not deformed but each held something. And her face, too.
“!”
The appearance I’ve seen in documents.
The person approaching was Kwak Do-chul’s wife.
and.
Woof! Woof!
A low ringing sound.
Jeongpal had been mistaken a while ago, but this time he was right.
‘Sword sound?!’
The source of the sound is the longsword in his left hand. It is a powerful weapon held by that slender arm.
Carrying a sword without a scabbard in the middle of the night was problematic enough, but the bigger problem lay in her right hand.
The other hand was clutching the half-elf’s head. The face was a mess because of the mascara that had run down her tears, but Jeong-pal thought that the head closely resembled the idol singer he had just seen on his phone.
“Fuck! Get down!”
The moment the two people roughly opened the car door and ran out, Kwak Do-chul also seemed to realize the situation. He turned his head toward the noise and his face turned pale.
“Ugh… eww!”
Turn your back and run desperately.
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At that moment, Kwak Do-chul’s wife kicked the ground with a frightening force. Before Jeong Pal and the self-defense force could even take aim with their guns, the woman passed by like a gust of wind. The moment Jeong Pal reflexively turned his body, he saw the back of her running madly toward Kwak Do-chul.
bang!
A gunshot rips through the night air. A panicked vigilante turns his gun without even aiming properly and fires. But the bullet doesn’t even seem to graze.
She rather treats it as a scare bomb at a track and field event, jumping into the sky to the sound of the explosion.
“?!”
The sight was like a swallow flying over water. The cold, life-giving energy poured down in a curved line. The blade rang heavily.
Yeah! Woof!
The moment the woman’s sword cut through the air, drawing a large trajectory, Kwak Do-chul’s head rose high into the sky.
***
The name of the judge who followed Minjun to Korea after the matter in Germany was concluded was Yumtus.
The inmate made sure that the committee did not know that he had entrusted himself to Min-jun, so he kept him in the safest place possible.
It was the basement where Ha Eun-seong, who was once fused with Dal-lant, stayed.
Yumtus was thrilled to be given the glorious ordination, and he spent each day contentedly in the basement where not a single ray of sunlight reached. He waited for Minjun to make a decision about the future and bring him into contact with the priests of the parent dimension.
At first, I filled my days with prayer and meditation as usual, but as time passed, a thought occurred to me.
‘Perhaps my time here will be extended. I don’t know what the Incarnation intended, but there must be a reason why he came here as a prisoner!’
If there was a special reason why the Avatar chose Earth, it was also possible that he might not leave for a while.
‘Then I guess I also need to get used to this world a little.’
It’s a situation where you can’t go outside freely right now, but who knows what will happen later.
Yumtus, who had been dispatched in a hurry and had not even acquired basic knowledge about this area, looked at the TV in front of him.
‘The dragon said that this video transmission device is a terminal for viewing information and works of art.’
He didn’t forget what Ha Eun-seong had explained to Yumtus when he passed this room on to him.
The judge turns on the TV. The Netflix logo appears in accordance with Ha Eun-seong’s settings. Also, the last program the previous guest watched appears in the options. Yumtus clicks the remote control with a clumsy gesture.
Then, what was displayed on the screen was a video of orcs living together in a large mansion facing the sea. Since Yumtus did not know the language of the place, he had to figure out the situation only through the gestures and facial expressions of the participants, so it was difficult for him to guess the purpose of the video. In fact, the more he watched, the more he felt lost in a labyrinth.
‘Considering the size of their mansions, they seem to be quite wealthy, but why do they fight so frivolously? Since they live together, they must be of the same tribe, so why aren’t there any children or elderly people… Even if they are nobles, why do they spend all day drinking, dancing, and courting each other?’
Yumtus, who had been so confused, was finally able to figure out the intention behind the production of this video.
It was because I saw a scene of a large number of men and women entangled together on a bed. Even from the expressions on their faces, they looked like they were not in their right minds.
The judge is impressed.
‘Isn’t that… our church’s worship ritual?!’
The question has been resolved.
‘I see, they all belong to the Earth Church. Then this must be religious propaganda!’
The judge nodded in satisfaction, not having imagined that the power of the Elah-Pragha sect would be so strong on Earth.
‘It’s true that the dead man committed a heinous act, but it seems he hasn’t forgotten his important purpose of doing missionary work on Earth. If he made it into a video and spread it so that everyone could see it, then so be it.’
Feeling satisfied, the judge watched TV and gradually became absorbed in it.
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Gedwick was appalled by the report Dotes had sent.
His subordinate was faithfully carrying out his orders (despite his grumbling) to report regularly on the progress of ‘Asif-666’. Despite his preoccupation with the unusual happenings at the Mint, Gedwick did not put down the report and read it.
In the end, it was the right choice.
“400,000 talents?!”
I knew that the commissioners had sent an emergency mission to a dimension known locally as Earth. However, it was unexpected that Asif-666 had completed the mission alone and monopolized the reward.
Even more surprising was the story that 400,000 talents were deposited in return.
“Are you saying that the commissioners gave the mission without that much arrangement? If it was a mission that the inmate could easily accomplish on his own, they should have reduced the amount of talent given as compensation!”
In other words, it meant that the delegates were so interested in the head of the patriarch.
“What on earth is that?”
The head that Asif-666 transmitted through the Council’s Earth Office was delivered directly to the Vice Chairman without even passing through the hands of a mid-level official like Gadwick.
Gedwick doesn’t know if the commissioners were satisfied with the body they had so desperately wanted to retrieve, or what they were looking for in that head. However, he did know that the recent balance changes in Asif-666’s account were at a dangerous level.
“Just a few months ago he had about 20,000 talents in his balance, now it’s over 800,000 talents.”
With a retirement fund of over 5 million talents, it can be considered a long way off.
But the fact that it had increased more than 40-fold in just a few months felt threatening.
“This is dangerous. And suspicious. Even excluding the 400,000 talents I received this time, I have earned an unusually large amount of money in a short period of time.”
He immediately tried to contact the delegate to make a suggestion.
Although the Tax Collection Command’s tax investigation targeting Asif-666 had been conducted not long ago, it was deemed necessary to investigate his tax evasion charges once more and simultaneously check whether his memory had been restored.
But before he could log on to the network, the office door opened with a thud and Hyung-no reported. When told that a message had arrived addressed to him, Gedwick responded curtly.
“Wait a minute, I have something urgent to attend to!”
Inmate Bezni, who would have bent over and backed down if he had said this, continued to stand there, hesitating.
“What?!”
Hyungno speaks cautiously, cowering as if he is scared. It means that this is an important message that must be conveyed.
And when I listened to it, it turned out to be true.
Cavite asks back in a suspicious voice.
“The princess of the Endellion tribe… requested an interview with me?”
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