The Reincarnation of Fusion Punk - Chapter 234



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#236. The First Disciple >

#Episode 236.

I don’t even remember it well now······

I remember the time when I forgot about it and lived as if it never happened.

The occasional creaking noise of the iron bed. The texture of the blanket, always wet and damp, had the power to slowly drive even a sane person crazy.

Bam······.

When the smelly sweat dripped down my face, I hated being alive more than I hated dying. Those faces were really so disgusting. They were always rude, without exception.

The breath of a human being who seeks color evokes a hatred that is dizzying.

One day, that hatred reached its limit.

Eventually, it happened.

Phew!

After much deliberation, I killed the man.

I realized it only after the squeaking noise was gone.

The days until I made up my mind to kill someone were more difficult and tiring than the actual act of murder.

Once I had experienced the first murder, the second one was easier. Human flesh was soft and tender when exposed, so it was as easy as hitting a still piece of wood.

However, the aftermath was a problem.

Because the place where the incident occurred was a red-light district.

Naturally, the daring murders were discovered not long after.

Around the same time, when four regular customers disappeared one after another, the owner of the doll shop “Doll Play”, who thought something was wrong, went through the dense ledgers one by one and compared them all night long, and recently discovered a ‘doll’ that had received all four of those customers.

The owner of the brothel led a gang of ten thugs to search the inside of the brothel in the middle of the night. In a narrow storage room in an unused corner, they found four naked corpses.

And at that moment, the doll in question was inciting other dolls on another floor to murder customers.

— No one in the world will help you. No one will care about toys like you. It’s stupid to lie in bed with a worn-out face and expect salvation. A girl in sorrow will just grow old in sorrow.

The master of the window raided the room where the dolls were gathered, and just as that gloomy voice was echoing from the inner room.

Crack—

The problematic doll, caught at the scene, was dragged to the punishment room by the gangsters. The place was so unpleasant that the smell of rotten blood hit you as soon as you entered.

The doll explained how the men who died by her own hands in the punishment cell she was dragged into were a bunch of typical trash and how disgusting it was.

······Shut up! I’m going to give you a real beating. You rag bitch!

However, the owner, who was already furious, could not communicate with him. He was a human who reigned over the heads of the dolls with fear. He had never seen him as a human being in the first place. So he must have felt like he was making excuses.

Phew!

The doll had no choice but to kill the owner of the window who rushed towards it. It also killed the thugs who had frozen with their faces flushed and their waists loosened.

Saaaaaaa······

One day, after awakening Mana, he secretly taught himself magic.

The doll belonged to the category of geniuses commonly referred to in the world.

And those times were dangerous but free.

Perhaps it was luck that followed the doll.

It was a time when the scope of magic was wide and there was no systematic framework. After the war, even magic that would be banned under the name of the Federation in the future, such as sorcery or horrific magic, was often treated as somewhat dangerous magic.

When the ledger disappeared and the owner died, the brothel quietly fell into ruin.

Later, another window was built in its place.

After the doll jumped out of the window, it was always alone.

After a long life as a prostitute, his insides are worn out and only an empty shell remains.

The doll had no warm home or family to return to.

All I wanted was someone to vent my built-up hatred on, and the power to make it happen.

The doll continued to learn magic.

······

“—The end. Believe it or not, you’re free.”

Vietang, who was looking down at the splendid cityscape, turned away as if he did not want to see those lights any longer.

In the meantime, I continued to lean against the railing and look at the city. For a moment, we looked at the same place, and then we ended up looking at opposite sides.

like that.

As I listened to Vuitton’s story, I opened my mouth.

“It’s short. I wanted to hear more.”

“What else do you want to hear there?”

“Why did that woman turn into a man-crazy witch?”

Phew—

At those words, Castra Vietang couldn’t hold back his laughter.

“Why, should I make up a special story?”

“It’s okay. There must be another strange story that will make you cry.”

When I took a step back, Byuetang said as if nothing had happened.

“These are prostitutes who live off the money. The more they tell their stories, the more shabby and pathetic they look.”

“Well, that’s something that lowers your self-worth.”

“Yeah, I’d rather be bold than worn out. And look at all the things I’ve done so far. Now, you’re pretending to be sad and crying, saying, “Please pity me like this~”? That’s weird.”

“That makes sense.”

The former twelve.

The ruler of Rocky City’s new Tokyo.

The boss of the Mafia, a sprawling organization that has spread throughout the Federation.

Castra Vietang.

The term ‘great villainess’ is actually the most noble way to describe the woman in front of you. After all, there must have been at least thousands of men who played around under Castra Vietang over the years.

Also, a strange and ominous magical power that only Vietang possesses. It secretly flows outward, engulfing and encroaching upon the surroundings. It is a power that makes even the strongest of the twelve levels instinctively avoid confronting Vietang.

However.

I don’t have to avoid Vuitton anymore.

Because I got to that position.

Of course, in the eyes of others, Vuetan is still as scary as ever, but I began to perceive Vuetan a little differently.

From a crazy bitch with no beginning or end, to a crazy bitch with a story behind it.

At that moment, Vietang began to speak in a cheerful voice, as if he wanted to change the subject.

“For us, things like the past aren’t important, right?”

“That’s right. It was just a long time ago.”

“So I thought about it on my own, and I think your proposal is not bad. I was annoyed by the Federation’s constant interference, but if Neunggwanggaek is behind me, I don’t have to hesitate. He’s not someone who would be left behind within the Seven Seats.”

consent.

Vuetan decided to lend his strength to Ragnarok.

That was why she had shown up in person today. It was the moment when Vietang’s actions, which had been ambiguous, keeping a close but distant relationship with Ban Company, definitely turned this way.

The supply of essence surpassed that of ordinary companies, and the so-called necessary evils, the mafia, Vietang, and Ban Company joined hands. It was difficult to predict how far the repercussions would spread.

Bye-tang confessed his feelings without hiding anything.

“Honestly, in this city, it’s uncomfortable to keep bumping into you and Chiljwa. If one of us acts ambiguous, wouldn’t both of us get tired?”

I nodded willingly.

“Okay. Then let me ask you one last question.”

“?”

“The Twelve Expulsions. Why did the Federation crack down on the Mafia?”

“They killed a four-star general. At first, the Federation offered to step down on their own. But they refused. The Seven-Seated Generals weren’t going to move. They sent a few punitive expeditions and then gave up.”

“General level. He’s a big shot in the military who wields his power, but he made a big mistake.”

“A guest who came several times in the past.”

“hmm.”

“I almost didn’t recognize him when I was old. I ended up finding him and killing him.”

I became manly and reserved. Thanks to that, a moment of silence passed.

So that’s what happened.

Instead of ending the puppet show that had been going on since the past, Vietang seemed to have been removed from his position as one of the Twelve Emperors due to his awkward relationship with the military.

I think I’ve discovered a secret that the Federation wants to keep hidden.

After taking a moment to collect my thoughts and turn my gaze, I saw that Vuitan, who had been looking in the opposite direction, was now glancing at me. There was a strange smile on his face.

“Why, it’s a free city?”

Let’s turn our gaze again.

Over there.

You can see carriers getting off at City Station.

The people who arrived in the land of Ragnarok in search of freedom and hope.

Among them, there probably wasn’t anyone without a story.

I answered.

“Well, that’s true.”

* * *

Ban Company Headquarters.

Although the building is huge, visitors only realize how the numerous people who come to the headquarters can move in and out smoothly after passing through the building’s entrance.

Hwaaaaak!

— !

As soon as I passed through the entrance of Ban Company, the world turned upside down and a large space appeared. In that space, there was a chair that could seat one person, and the people who had entered the headquarters together had disappeared like a mirage.

The method of the Unga.

The formation that the monk Wonyeonggyeong had laid out was enough to create a sense of fantasy and mystery. The visitors, overwhelmed by the tremendous magical power, waited quietly for their turn.

and.

Among the countless applicants.

A very small number of about a hundred people were selected first and passed.

They were either those who had previously studied martial arts or magic in depth, or those who were already skilled at using them. Among those hundred or so, there were even those who were well-known corpse hunters or people from large corporations.

These were not ordinary, common residents. Those hundred or so people, who were at least level 5 to 7, were skilled people who had set foot on the land of Ragnarok, expecting to receive the martial arts chips, magic chips, or high-quality essences promised by Ban Company.

A strong person who has already developed his talents and qualities to a fairly high level. The power to go out and fight corpses at any moment. Like other companies, Ban Company also slightly favors career positions, so it first passed the hundred or so people who stood out to anyone.

Next, about a thousand more people were selected, which is ten times the number from the previous day.

Average level 4. The entry level of a certain realm. If they are unmanned, they have accumulated some internal energy in their danjeon, and if they are a magician, they have created at least the first mana circuit. They are guaranteed very basic talents and qualifications, and can easily make a living as a gang leader or boss in a slum in a small city. The positions are occupied by ronin mercenaries in small cities or skilled people who are familiar with weapons such as firearms.

A while later.

Finally, the Van Company selected five thousand more residents.

I don’t have any special abilities yet, but······

Those who are physically and mentally healthy, have no other serious criminal records, and have handled weapons such as guns or knives at least once in their lives.

Or, when the interviewer at the company checked, they were people who showed a certain quality.

Now, the Ban Company informed the visitors that any residents who are not selected among the five thousand will be either returned or given the opportunity to reside within Ragnarok City and be interviewed at any time.

The large space of the formation rumbled and magical power flowed out.

therefore.

“······.”

The boy who was left alone in a large space without any hospitality was told that he was eliminated without even having a first interview.

The boy did not fit into any of the three groups.

Hooooooo—

A glance around the lobby of the company. In the changed background of the company lobby, there was no one except the boy. It was clear that the selection process had already been completed and everyone had left.

Well, that’s true.

Of course, he was not a person of great skill, and he did not have a danjeon or mana circuit, and his body was not fully developed yet, so he was far from being strong.

The company said that ‘any’ citizen of the Federation could apply. People who were prepared to fight for what they wanted, but who had never had a chance, flocked to the company. However, since the purpose of the recruitment was to assume combat with corpses, the vast majority of them had to be men much larger in height and size than boys.

There was no place for a boy who had only lived by doing cheap odd jobs in a small town, barely reaching their chest or shoulder height.

······That’s how it was originally.

Thud!

Suddenly, I turned around at the touch of a hand on my shoulder. The man who had told me to call him ‘hyung’ suddenly disappeared like smoke. It was Vance.

“What, when did you get out?”

“yes?”

“Didn’t you go into the place where there was a chair?”

“Oh, it just changed a little while ago. I heard from inside that the selection process is already complete. I’m going back now—”

“The other guys haven’t even come out of the formation yet?”

“······?”

Vance stared at the boy as if he found it strange. But the boy just looked back at Vance with an expression that said he didn’t understand what was going on.

“Let’s go up first.”

Soon, Vance led the boy into the elevator.

As soon as the boy arrived at the rooftop of the building, two eyes immediately focused on him.

A man and a woman were leaning against a railing with the city in the background. It was Levan and Vietang.

That moment.

“······!”

The boy shuddered at the strange sensation of someone sifting through his body. He took a few steps back as if very fine needles were pricking his entire body. Then, Revan, who confirmed the scene with his own two eyes, asked briefly.

“how is it.”

Then, Vietang, who had been watching the boy closely, waved his hand.

“That’s great, but that kind of kid isn’t really my type?”

······soon.

Revan looked at the boy, who was bewildered by the unexpected situation, and then opened his mouth.

“I thought my first disciple would be crazy. He’s more ordinary than I thought.”

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