There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 536



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EP.536 No competition for children (8)

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Although it may be surprising that they met unexpectedly, Yeo-myeong and Jang-man prepared a table as if they had met after making an appointment.

Rashik, who saw Dawn taking out something to drink from the inventory, grumbled, ‘Are you on a picnic?’, but as soon as the knight commander glanced at him, he covered his mouth and ran behind Seti.

‘They say a truly strong person recognizes someone like a ghost.’

Anyway, Dawn, who smiled while looking at Rashik, started a conversation with the old man.

The first topic was, of course, ‘How did Old Man Jang and the Knight Commander end up together?’

Jang Man answered lightly.

“The leader saved me from being attacked by a beastman.”

“… ?”

Suin in Incheon, not anywhere else? Just as a question mark appeared over Yeo-myeong’s head, Jang-man added.

“Recently, prisoners have been flowing into the back alleys. I thought they were just people looking for the black market… “The string was connected in an unexpected place.”

“no way… “The government?”

“Yes, all those hairy cannibals were government agents. These days, I feel a bit disgusted by the government… “I was bitten by a dog.”

It’s something that displeases the government. It was easy to remember what it was.

I don’t think I’m going to accuse old man Jangman of smuggling after a long break from working as a smuggler…

Information recently obtained from Yeomyeong. That must have been the problem.

Yes, it couldn’t have been that simple to comb through key government factors. Because the other party was a secret group that ruled this country.

Yeomyeong swallowed a sigh that was half gratitude and half guilt for putting Elder Jang Man in danger.

“thank you. “Captain.”

“Well, what is there to be thankful for? “Even if it is not necessarily the case, it is the duty of a knight to save someone who is being attacked by a beastman.”

“… .”

“And in the same sense, there’s no need to ask why I helped Jang Man. It is also a knight’s duty to fight against evil forces like the Korean government. Isn’t it? Sancho?”

The leader just looked at Sancho. However, the words that came out of Sancho’s mouth were slightly different from those of the leader.

“A knight’s duty? “I’m just helping Jangman because he said he would invest in my film.”

“… “Vice-captain, what kind of unbecoming knightly words are you saying?”

“Captain, unpaid work is not part of the etiquette of a knight. Have you seen a freelance driver of that caliber working for free?”

“Uh-huh! “A true knight never asks for more than the price of a meal.”

The leader rolled his eyes, but Sancho just shrugged his shoulders.

Anyone could see that the words and conversation were meant to ease the burden on Yeo-myeong, and when Yeo-myeong noticed that, she smiled.

How should I repay this favor?

After thinking about paying a lot of investment money to Sancho later, Dawn moved on to the next conversation.

“Oh, and I have something to tell you.”

“… What should I say? To me? “Who on earth?”

“This is what Carlos left to you.”

As soon as the name Carlos was mentioned, Jangman and Sancho’s faces hardened at the same time.

Elder Jangman asked carefully as if confirming the facts.

“if… “Are you talking about Carlos Pinochet, who calls himself the top 11?”

“Yes, it’s Carlos.”

“… .”

Jang Man did not answer right away. He closed his eyes very briefly and thought about something.

“testament… “Is this it?”

Dawn nodded.

“Yes, I killed him.”

Jang Man rubbed his chin with a bitter expression, and Sancho and Rashik slightly widened their eyes, as if surprised by the fact that Dawn had killed Carlos.

Dawn relayed Carlos’ will without any explanation.

“Thank you for stopping him. “It’s still raining in Santiago.”

After hearing the will, Jang Man stiffened like a statue.

Heavy silence.

Jang Man was unable to open his mouth for a long time, as if he had truly become a statue.

And it was around this time that Rashik noticed and reached out for the juice that Dawn had taken out.

Jang-man asked Yeo-myeong.

“… “After hearing those words, you still don’t ask me about my identity?”

“yes.”

“why?”

“No matter what happened in the past, to me, Jangman is just Jangman. and… .”

Dawn, who trailed off, handed Rashik water instead of juice and added,

“You are a legendary smuggler. Naturally, I assumed that you must have had a remarkable past. And the truth is, I didn’t ask because I felt like I would just hear stories about the past all day long.”

A word that conveys the meaning that you already believe, no matter what the past is.

That was something that was not easily heard even among family members, so Jang-man smiled full of wrinkles.

“This is it, Won, because you’re so quick-witted. “I was planning on telling you a lot of old brags when you asked, but I couldn’t even do that.”

The conversation continued in a much lighter atmosphere.

From the middle, Seti and Sancho joined in and shared information about future plans, operations, and communications. Elder Jangman’s contact network was beyond imagination.

Braille installed in specific locations, analog phones, wireless pagers commonly called beepers, and even telescoping using pigeons.

Although its scope was limited to Kaesong and the southern part of the Korean Peninsula, it was a communication network comparable to that of the Secret Society or the Blue Rat.

“It is a network created by old relationships. “I started making it after you took revenge, so it probably won’t be as useful as you think.”

That’s what he said, but the quantity and quality of information Jang Man discovered was beyond imagination.

He is on par with or even better than Seti, who brainwashed the shepherd and squeezed Hong Yong-wan to dig up internal information.

Among them was even a list of pro-government reporters and, conversely, a list of reporters who had been blacklisted by the government.

Seti was impressed and actively learned how to use Jangman’s contact network.

Of course, it was not a skill that could be learned overnight, and after staying in the warehouse longer than expected, Yeo-myeong prepared some simple snacks.

Pancakes baked on a portable burner, moderately warmed frozen foods, and sandwiches.

Not only Dilla, who had been quiet until now, but also the leader and Sancho enjoyed it so much that Yeomyeong cooked more food than expected.

Well, whatever.

Rashik, who had eaten his fill and was completely relaxed, lost his temper and asked Yeo-myeong why there were no latex beds in this warehouse.

After checking her watch, Yeo-myeong stood up and said.

“Seti, it’s almost time for the evening press conference. “Let’s go back now.”

“what? Has it already happened like that?”

While a surprised Seti checked the time, Yeo-myeong bowed her head to Jang Man and the leader.

“I think I should call it a day. We will see you again the day after tomorrow, after the first final match is over. If you need anything, please let me know separately. I went to subspace… .”

At that time, Sethi intervened.

“Dawn, I’ll stay just a little while longer.”

“what?”

“There aren’t many important parts left, so I’ll just learn it for one or two more hours. Today’s press conference… Please create a fantasy for someone other than me. Please.”

“… Oh yeah? okay. “Don’t worry about the press conference and learn slowly.”

Dawn respected Seti’s opinion.

And after a while, he took Rashik and Dilla’s work tools he had brought from the Academy out to the warehouse, took the long ‘list of necessary items’ written by Sancho, and left the warehouse.

thud!

As the warehouse door closed and Dawn left, only Rashik’s grumbling and the sound of Seti learning how to use the communication network from Jangman were left. At that moment, one more sound was added.

Again, again. The sound of women’s shoes coming from inside the warehouse.

Seti, who realized that it was the footsteps of ‘her’ who did not want to meet Dawn, raised her head.

Soon, a woman wearing a fluffy white gown appeared from the corner of the warehouse with the sound of footsteps.

I think he’s probably a little over 30 years old. Her arms were tied with rope and she furrowed her brows when she saw Seti.

“… “It wasn’t all gone.”

“… .”

“I guess it’s fortunate that there is no cow dung.”

The woman muttered that and walked over to the food that Dawn had left behind. Seti looked at her with a puzzled look in his eyes, and immediately lifted her bound arms and began to eat one of her sandwiches.

While sparks were flying in Dilla’s eyes, she swallowed her sandwich with an indescribable expression, whether it was disgust or joy.

“… Hey, I still remembered the recipe. “I actually forgot who made it.”

“… .”

He spoke in a tone as if he had just taught Dawn the recipe. Seti furrowed his eyebrows and asked Jangman.

“Who on earth is that guy? Why here… .”

At that moment, she interrupted Seti.

“Don’t you remember me? Hong Seti.”

“… what?”

“It looks like you really don’t remember anything. Think carefully. “Your mom really hated me.”

“What is that… ?”

“Your mother. A stupid, shameless woman whose face and luck are everything. All her life, all she knew was spending money, so she spread her legs to all kinds of men, but she couldn’t help but spread her legs to me, and in her later years, that trash whore who also tried to extort money from you… “Aya!”

Sancho, who saw Seti’s expression distort, hit the woman on the back of the head without hesitation.

When the woman tried to scream, asking what he was doing, mate! Sancho slapped her in the face.

“… You’re stabbing a woman with your hand. “The knight’s name will cry.”

“There are no women or men in captivity. “Don’t think that the lab will show you any more mercy than just catching them without killing them.”

laboratory? Could it be that he is a researcher captured from Kaesong Research Institute?

Seti stared at the woman’s face once more. There’s something about her that seems strangely familiar, I’m sure I’ve seen her somewhere…

At that time, the woman told Seti the correct answer.

“Cheon Ae-ran.”

“… .”

“My name is Cheon Ae-ran. “You remember now, right?”

Only then did Seti think of her.

The youngest researcher, whose mother, who hated young women, scolded her every day.

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The press conference hall was filled with a huge crowd of over 1,000 people.

It was also a crowd filled with reporters, each and every one of them from the media.

‘The president has never been this popular… ‘It wouldn’t be surprising if current and former presidents were jealous at the same time.’

The middle-aged reporter holding the camera dug into the crowd with that thought in mind.

The most photogenic front row seats were the fucking anal suckers’ regular seats, but I still planned to get as close as I could.

‘A thousand people, I will definitely reveal your dirty true nature.’

He steadfastly headed forward despite all the swear words from other reporters. It wasn’t good manners, but he couldn’t help it.

He was on the government’s blacklist, and he didn’t know when he would have another chance to make his mark.

Yes, today was his only day.

We took pictures of over a thousand people’s dirty faces and analyzed their facial expressions… It is only today that we can see through the hidden essence.

As I took a seat close to the podium where about a thousand people were expected to appear, and waited for the thousand people between reporters, I desperately wanted to smoke.

‘If I only bite on one damn domestic cigarette, I won’t have any wishes…’ .’

For a moment, the reporter who grumbled like that got into a fight with other reporters who were trying to take his place.

The other side of the press conference room became noisy.

I checked my watch and saw that there were still more than 10 minutes left until the conference started.

At the academy, they said he was a scoundrel who skipped class like he was eating, but in Korea, he’s going to act like an upstanding young man who comes in advance?

Even though he had negative thoughts until the end, he picked up the camera as soon as Yeo-myeong entered the conference room.

Unlike other reporters who constantly press the camera shutter, he quietly observed the dawn with his camera.

What was really important was not hundreds of photos, but one important photo.

Anyway, Yeo-myeong, captured on his camera, sat on a chair prepared on the podium at the press conference and faced the reporters.

The guy held the microphone in a pretty cool pose and spoke in a soft voice.

“Since we’re here early, how about we have time to ask questions? Oh, and reporters from famous media outlets in the front row can ask questions during question time after the conference, so for now, I’ll start taking questions from those in the back.”

This is a statement that blatantly seeks the favor of reporters from small and medium-sized media outlets.

Aside from the fact that he appeared 10 minutes early, this wasn’t a media play that a brat with no blood on his head could think of on his own.

‘Hong Yongwan… No, that bastard is too stupid. Are you possibly using Minister Kim Kwan-hyung’s backing?’

At that moment, the middle-aged reporter felt his conviction that Yeo-myeong was ‘the government’s henchman’ growing stronger.

Questions from reporters started pouring in.

Of course, small and medium-sized media companies asked questions typical of small media companies.

-There is a final match against Paul Pomar from the Philippines in two days. What strategy did you come up with?

Idiot asking about Olympia strategy.

-Currently, KG Broadcasting is preparing a drama adapting the stories of over 1,000 students and Hong Seti. Who are you considering to play the male actor?

A idiot who goes out of his way to promote a drama in a place like this.

-Are you really going to become the son-in-law of the Hong family and inherit the district?

And even the idiot who spreads nonsense that doesn’t work.

The middle-aged reporter’s appetite whetted as he looked at all three sets of trash gathered together.

If you give me, not those scoundrels, a chance to ask questions… You could ask a much better question.

Did you read his thoughts? The next moment, more than a thousand people pointed to him.

“There, the reporter between the tripods? Yes, the one with the camera.”

The reporter, who had no idea that he would be selected, looked around in a daze, then swallowed his saliva when he realized that everyone’s eyes were on him.

With his legs slightly shaking, he spontaneously asked a question.

“There are rumors that the government’s popularity was intentionally fostered by over 1,000 students.”

“You raised it intentionally?”

“Yes, it is rumored that not only today’s collision, but also the activities of the Manchuria Incident and the popularity of the Academy were manipulated by the government. “Do you have any explanation for this?”

Even though the questions were prepared, not all of them were good questions. Reporters around him looked surprised or blatantly babbled, as if they had no idea he would ask such a question.

-that… Are you that bastard? That guy who questioned the Minister of National Defense about whether the government caused the Manchuria Incident.

-You said you folded your pen because you were embarrassed. Why did you come here?

-The name… Yes, Park Cheol. He’s an idiot who got fired from a major media company and started an independent media company.

-Anyway, there’s something about those ignorant bastards who create a mood.

-Guard! What are you doing but dragging that bastard out!

Park Cheol, a middle-aged reporter who asked Yeo-myeong a sharp question, did not give in to the hesitation of his fellow reporters and instead raised his camera and aimed it straight at Yeo-myeong.

‘One facial expression, one acting, anything is fine. ‘Show me proof that you are a fraud.’

Should I be angry? Or will he act like a bully like the rumors say?

It didn’t matter which one. The moment when he held a camera and aimed at over 1,000 people, and quick-witted reporters also aimed at his face.

Dawn smiled a kind smile.

“I don’t know who spread it, but this rumor was spread by someone with a really rich imagination.”

“… .”

“Personally, I think it’s an interesting rumor, but… Personally, I think my popularity is due to the public’s recognition of my skills. And what are my skills… “I think it’s already been proven enough, right?”

A gentle expression, a standard yet thoughtful answer. While the reporters who were trying to capture the angry expressions of over a thousand people were disappointed, Park Cheol’s expression became stiff when he first asked the question.

“Reporter, do you have any more questions?”

When Yeo-myeong asked the question again, Park Cheol turned his back and ran away among the reporters. Some reporters laughed at his appearance, but Park Cheol didn’t even care.

Eventually, he left the conference room, checked that no one was around, and turned on the camera.

Click.

His camera, one of only three cameras in the world that ‘penetrates the truth and sincerity,’ recorded about a thousand people at the moment they heard his question.

More than a thousand people answered not with a fake smile, but with a mixture of anger and sadness.

“What is this guy… ?”

By any chance, isn’t he just an ordinary government bastard? Or perhaps, a Korean test subject?

Park Cheol, swallowing his doubts, glanced at the conference room where the press conference was just starting, and then left the conference room.

Behind his receding steps, a long shadow filled with expectations and questions was cast.