The World’s Greatest Man is Dead Episode 074
“… … You don’t like it?”
In the tense atmosphere, Dang Gyeong-ak asked me.
His expression as he asked the question was full of bewilderment and confusion.
If you help me open the note, I’ll give you the special weapon inside.
I immediately rejected that offer.
The reaction from Tang Kyung-ak was that he couldn’t understand that part.
“Yes. I don’t like it.”
I once again spat out a rejection as if the question was correct.
“… … You don’t like the conditions?”
“yes.”
He nodded.
At my words, Dang Kyung-ak’s brow furrowed even more.
“Can I ask what conditions you don’t like?”
Even in such a situation, Dang Gyeong-ak’s voice and tone did not change.
It meant that he was not a person who would be easily swayed by such things.
“That’s why… … .”
There are several reasons that come to mind, but in the end it all came down to one thing.
“It’s a little lethal.”
“what?”
Dang Kyung-ak’s expression changed at the words he spat out. Fatal. That statement crossed the line in many ways.
The world’s best Sacheondangga.
It was not something I would dare say to that owner.
Dang Kyung-ak knows that better than anyone else.
Kugugugugugugug—!!
Soon, it began to gain momentum.
“I think you need to be more careful about the weight of the words you say.”
“… … .”
I swallowed my saliva without realizing it. I just realized it.
This means that words can also contain energy.
‘… … Hiya.’
I can’t help but be amazed. He really could crush a person to death with his energy.
I was able to realize that by watching the Poison King.
“It’s good to know your own position, but I think it would be good to think again about where you stand.”
This is where I stand.
Sacheondangga. That is, it is the land of the Dangga, and in front of it is the Dokwang.
It also meant that he could kill me whenever he wanted.
‘If I say something wrong now, I’ll die.’
I was convinced. The goosebumps running down my spine and the Poison King’s eyes told me this.
Cold sweat forms on my palms.
He hid it by slightly clenching his fist.
If I wasn’t careful, I would die. The fear and terror that came from that came over me to the max.
Are my fingertips shaking right now?
What about the lips? What kind of expression is that?
Awareness fades.
I felt like my five senses had become dull.
at that time.
[Is it scary?]
Yoo Cheon-gil asked me.
[If you are afraid, nod. I will help you.]
Yoo Cheon-gil’s voice was lower than usual, as if he was being sincere.
I guess if he really wanted it, he would use any means necessary.
but.
‘no.’
I shook my head slightly.
I unclenched my fist.
His fingertips didn’t tremble.
The cold sweat that had been flowing was no longer felt, perhaps because it had already been eaten away by the cold.
The five senses that had been fading away were returning again.
They called it the death line.
I’ve played tug-of-war with death as the line before.
If you ask me now whether I was afraid of death, I was not.
It’s always been like that.
Death is not scary.
On the contrary, life becomes more scary.
Struggling to live a better life in the face of death.
I found that more scary and difficult.
therefore.
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“Think about your position?”
I wasn’t afraid of the Poison King right now.
“I don’t think you have the right to say that to me.”
“… … .”
Kuguk-! The aura that the Poison King exudes becomes stronger.
I could also feel it. It was a distance where if I stretched out my hand I could break his neck.
Still, to endure it to that extent.
‘My back, Cheongwolmun, is that strong.’
The Poison King needs me that much.
“You-”
“No, that’s right.”
He cut him off in the midst of the King’s aggression.
“You are giving me what you were supposed to give me as compensation for the request. Is that really right?”
“… … !”
The King’s momentum wavered for a moment at my words.
Could it be that what had been pushing endlessly has become roughly twisted?
The shape seemed to express the emotions of a king.
I couldn’t help but chuckle as I watched that.
The momentum that was trying to tie me up had already completely disappeared.
“That’s right.”
“… … What do you mean?”
The Poison King pretended not to know. Judging from his expression, I thought he really didn’t know.
[Look at that damn guy.]
Behind me stood the person who had told me about this situation in advance.
[I definitely heard that while I was alive.]
Yoo Cheon-gil clearly told me this morning when he came to the steel mill.
And then I blurted out to the Poison King exactly what I had heard.
“The lost secret of the Tang family.”
As soon as the words were spoken, the Poison King flinched.
I spoke to him, enjoying his gaze.
“In return for restoring Mancheonhwawoo, I will give you the weapon that exists in my treasure.”
“… … .”
“I understand that this is what the Dokjon promised to my teacher, the Black Star. Isn’t that right?”
After I finished speaking, there was no answer from the Poison King.
However, I could tell that his expression was speaking for itself.
“… … That… … .”
How did you know that, the Poison King was about to ask me that.
“Keulkkeulkkeul–!!”
Dang Ji-cheol, who had been quietly watching this, suddenly burst into laughter.
“Hahahahaha. This is… … It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the head of the family looking so embarrassed.”
“… … Elder.”
“Dang Ga-ju. You got hit once.”
Dangjicheol approaches the King and pats him on the shoulder.
“Child, how did you know that?”
“Does it matter how I knew?”
I said with a wink of an expression.
“Rather than that, I think the fact that we know this fact is more important.”
“That’s right.”
Dang Ji-cheol nodded without denying it.
“I’m sorry if I offended you.”
“No, it’s not that I’m particularly offended or anything.”
Normally, it would have been unpleasant because they were trying to trick me, but that wasn’t the case for me.
‘Even if it were me, I would have used the information I didn’t know.’
The other person knows and I don’t.
If you knew that, it would have been better not to use it.
So it’s not unpleasant, just…
“It’s important for me to know the information.”
Even if the other person tried to deceive me, if I knew it,
“Shouldn’t you set the conditions straight now?”
Make a proper deal.
This was like a warning to Dang Kyung-ak.
I know more than you think.
That’s a warning.
“… … .”
At my words, Dang Kyung-ak looks at me quietly.
I wonder how he will turn out.
Should I apologize? Or should I try to intimidate you by giving you more power?
I was looking at him with interest.
“What do you want?”
Dang Kyung-ak told me something else, not either of those two.
That’s for sure.
‘This man has the makings of a businessman.’
A human being with a bit of a conman streak mixed in.
He was a gentleman who was good at politics and dealing with people.
in other words.
‘That’s tricky.’
It’s a bit tricky to deal with though.
“I don’t think that’s something I should say.”
That doesn’t mean he was a person you couldn’t deal with.
“In this situation, please speak first so that I can become interested.”
Take the initiative.
Hearing that, the Poison King speaks to me.
“Can I give you two of Vigo’s weapons?”
I’ll add one more thing to what I originally intended to give.
Normally, these conditions would have been adequate.
“no way.”
As of now, it was a ridiculous story.
That’s what Yoo Cheon-gil did.
If you go to Tangga, they’ll tear out your spine and eat it all.
I felt uneasy when I heard that.
“Would you like to write a little more?”
I was also confident about the part where I could just pick and eat it.
* * *
At that time, Bang Sung-yeon was having a conversation with Dang Gyeong-ak.
Bang-! Bang!
The most remote corner of steel.
A loud noise was emanating from a place that was sparsely populated and invisible.
Bang–!!!
A woman with her hair tied up tightly, Dang Ye-ran, strikes the hammer she is holding with all her might.
Bang-!!
Every time that happened, sparks flew.
Dang Ye-ran didn’t seem to be afraid of that spark, so she continued to apply strength to her arms.
Her eyes were focused only on the lump of iron in front of her.
Bang-! Bang bang!
Her delicate arms don’t get tired because she’s not tired.
She was already drenched in sweat and her breathing was somewhat rough, but Dang Ye-ran didn’t care.
Only what is in front.
I focus all my attention on what will be born with my own hands.
Bang-!! Bang-!!
Gradually, a consistent speed and strength were developed in my hands.
At the same time, Dang Ye-ran’s breathing becomes a little rough.
I lack strength. My stamina is low.
Still, I didn’t feel any energy.
Although she was unmanned, she used only her own strength when handling iron.
‘Iron is sensitive. If you use a trick, it will immediately notice and run away.’
If you want to make what you want, do it with only your own strength.
That’s what Dang Ye-ran saw and learned.
Kyaang-!
It’s gradually taking shape. More carefully and smoothly, without even the slightest bit of disarray.
And then roughly.
Bang! Bang!
Dang Ye-ran’s eyes become lively.
She thinks as she watches the changing iron.
‘It’s fun.’
As always, creating something entirely by one’s own efforts had many meanings.
Just a little more like this.
It seemed like just a little more would suffice.
If you keep doing this little by little, someday.
Surely, someday, you will be able to get what you want?
Thinking so, the woman raises her hammer.
‘Ugly thing.’
“… … .”
Kagan-!
A sudden thought occurred to her and the woman’s hammer struck a strange spot.
Knock… knock.
Sweat ran down her chin. Dang Ye-ran’s body froze and she had to stare at the iron bar.
His gaze was focused on the stick, but a voice was echoing in his head.
‘Why are you doing such useless things?’
‘You have no talent.’
‘Aren’t you ashamed as a blood relative of the family?’
“… … .”
Thump.
Dang Ye-ran puts down the hammer she was holding.
The hammer just fell to the floor.
“Hoooo… … Whaaa… … .”
Dang Ye-ran sat down, letting out the breath she had been holding.
It was heavy and stuffy. It felt like something was chained around my neck.
Sweat continues to flow from the fevered body.
The flowing sweat brushed the corner of my eyes. Then, the size of the sweat droplet grew slightly.
“Ssssssss… … .”
Dang Ye-ran runs her hand through her hair as if to hide her tired appearance.
Her beautiful facial features were filled with many emotions.
It’s always like this around this time of year.
‘If something is difficult, just ignore it.’
From the time when the dry voice began to no longer provide comfort.
‘Anyway, what those who don’t know anything say is meaningless. All they have to do is prove themselves.’
Now that the only person who believed in him is gone.
Dang Ye-ran barely realized that the support that had been supporting her had disappeared.
‘Yeran, you can do it.’
“… … .”
Thinking about the sound that would no longer be heard, Dang Ye-ran covered her face with both hands.
“……I don’t know.”
Can you do it?
Now that there is no one who believes that you can do it.
Dang Ye-ran became unable to recognize herself.
“… … I don’t know, Grandpa.”
So Dang Ye-ran said that in a tired voice.
Her like that.
[… … .]
A thin, sharp-looking old man was watching from right behind.
With eyes that were extremely compassionate and sad.
