There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 547



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EP.547 Lies written in ink, facts written in blood.

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Never in the history of history has the pen been stronger than the sword.

But don’t forget. A pen is enough to kill a person.

[Lavrenty Pavlovich Beria, at a secret meeting held after Stalin’s disappearance.]

***

Even while hanging in the air, Park Cheol looked at exactly a thousand people.

The future of Korea, which politicians are vying for, the 10 best martial arts of the future that inherited the real 10 martial arts…

He asked blankly, realizing that just as the saint in front of him was real, the thousand people in front of him were also real.

“More than a thousand people, why did you attack the Korean government?”

A question that doesn’t even take into account the fact that he is holding on to his own life.

Dawn answered, slowly strengthening the telekinesis that held him.

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“Okay, the answer is no. “But that’s because I’m really curious.”

Park Cheol continued to pour out what he had to say even as his neck was broken.

“If you just live according to what the government tells you, you can get whatever you want… Money, fame, power, and even love. But why? “Why did you raid the government’s secret base?”

“… .”

“Are you by any chance a spy sent from the United States? No, no. “The United States is not stupid, and there is no way it would use a valuable talent like you like this.”

He glanced at the saint and then spoke.

“Or maybe… Are you targeting this country from Asha?”

You should be a writer, not a reporter. No matter what the saint jeered, Park Cheol did not stop talking.

“Now that I think about it, the warrior in the legend of Asha had golden eyes and black hair just like you… A warrior and a saint. “This is just a coincidence?”

After saying that, he began to sweat like someone who realized something terrible.

“ah! Right. no wonder… I heard that Seongdo is being unreasonable and disrupting this year’s Olympia… Plus Hitler… Yes, Asha was targeting this country!”

At this point, over a thousand people were considering just twisting Park Cheol’s neck.

However, it was discovered that he was the owner of the sacred object that the Blue God had brought to this land. Dawn showed mercy just one more time.

“You have a great imagination. But unfortunately, I am a Korean who grew up in Korea.”

“It must be that kind of setting. But I am not fooled! “No matter how much of an outsider I am, I’m not the kind of person who would sell out my country.”

At that time, Yeo-myeong, who was looking at Park Cheol, suddenly opened her mouth and started singing.

“The five hundred years of Saint Shinson are our spirit, and the Sansu Goryeo Donghangdo Island is our homeland. “Let us preserve the three thousand miles of Rose of Sharon, Hwanghwagangsan Mountain, and the length of the Daehan people.”

“… .”

Although it is not sung very well, it is a national anthem that any Korean can recognize as soon as they hear it.

Whether Park Cheol rolled his eyes or not, Dawn did not stop and chose one more song.

“I miss~ My hometown~ Jemulpora Incheon Port~ Even today~ Seagulls~ Welcome me and sing~ Memories~ Jayu Park~ The night I made my first love~.”

“… .”

As soon as the song ended, everyone in the room fell silent at the same time.

Silence mixed with absurdity.

Finally, the moment the saint broke the silence, asking to sing the refrain as well.

Jangman, who was watching everything from behind, chuckled.

“My hometown, Incheon Port… It’s a good song. “I remember Deokbae always singing that song when he was drunk.”

“You were tone deaf.”

“You are not easy either.”

Yeo-myeong did not refute but turned her head towards Park Cheol.

“Would you believe from this that I am Korean?”

“… .”

It was possible to tell what kind of Korean they were with just two songs. However, Park Cheol could not even imagine Ashine singing trot, or even local trot.

“Wait a minute, then you…” .”

“Now it’s your turn to answer my question.”

“… .”

“Please answer me. Why did you chase me? For what purpose? “How much do you know about me?”

Park Cheol did not answer right away.

He scanned everyone in the room with piercing eyes, then met Dawn’s golden eyes one last time and opened his mouth.

“Do you remember that the high school students’ field trip bus flipped over on the day you arrived in Korea?”

“yes. “I remember.”

“At that time, I filmed a scene where a pig-headed monster intentionally causes an accident.”

Evidence of the Korean government’s evil deeds. Seti and Yeo-myeong’s eyes narrowed at the same time, and Park Cheol looked directly at his face and said.

“The only person who benefited from that accident was you.”

“… .”

“So of course I thought you…” I thought it was the face of the government or something equivalent to it. “I followed you to the press conference to reveal the truth.”

“Did you film me with that camera back then?”

“Yes, I filmed you with that camera at that press conference. however… “Your real expression was a little different from what I expected.”

Dawn asked, remembering that the plan might have been ruined from the start.

“Have you ever told that to other reporters? For example, at a luxury restaurant next to the hotel where the players are staying… .”

Park Cheol immediately shook his head.

“I couldn’t go there. “Because it is a place where only the most talented people of the press association go.”

“Then when I beat up the French team in the hotel… ”

“… I couldn’t even set foot in the hotel. “Because I was photographed by the press association.”

“Then why did you chase us instead of attending the opening ceremony? “What is that?”

“I got kicked out of the opening ceremony… “I happened to film it.”

“… .”

Dawn was about to ask more, but kept her mouth shut because she was dumbfounded.

It was Sethi who continued his words.

“It’s a relationship created by the intertwining of the relic and the reporter’s misfortune… “I don’t know if it was God’s guidance or coincidence, but it’s a shame.”

“It’s a shame?”

“We thought you were a government liaison. “I saved you for no reason.”

“… .”

“Do you have any will before you die?”

Clap, Seti immediately took out his pistol and said. Park Cheol showed a surprisingly determined expression.

“You’re not scared.”

“From the moment I became a reporter, I already knew that I would not be expelled.”

“… .”

“I don’t need a will, so tell me one thing before I die.”

“What?”

“What are you really planning! To a saint, to over a thousand people… If Asha isn’t invading Earth, what on earth is she planning with this many people? That’s because I really want to know. “I am a journalist by nature, so even if I die, I want to know the truth.”

Perhaps it was an unexpected answer, but Seti fiddled with the gun he was holding and made eye contact with Dawn.

For a moment, a look that only the saint, Seti, and Dawn could recognize exchanged.

Seti said, putting down his pistol.

“Yeomyeong and I are moving to take revenge on Korea.”

“… plural? What on earth happened to me… Are you giving up all fame and wealth?”

“There is no need to listen. “Because it’s not a very nice story to hear.”

“… “Most truths are like that.”

It was the knight commander, not Park Cheol, who answered. Because he was also curious about the backstory of Dawn and Seti.

Seti looked at Dawn once more. He shrugged his shoulders in agreement.

Well, it’s time to tell the leader everything.

She leisurely sat down on a single chair and began to talk slowly.

“Everything begins… “It started the moment this country crossed the line for power.”

***

Kim Kang-hyuk, the great Minister of National Defense of Korea, frowned as he looked around the ruined entrance to the cattle shed.

“What is the total number of deaths?”

The question was not directed at anyone, but soon a soldier wearing a pure white protective suit and erasing the traces of the explosion of the corpse answered.

“68 security team members, 32 researchers, 13 shepherds, and 178 livestock remaining in the pen… .”

Kim Kang-hyuk interrupted his subordinate.

“A horrendous number of people have died. “Who are the survivors?”

“… doesn’t exist.”

“What can be saved? “What happened to the corpse shepherds?”

The soldier bowed his back and answered as if he was extremely sorry.

“that is… As a result, everything has been sold out.”

“… .”

Kim Kang-hyuk gestured to the soldier as if telling him to go.

The soldier lowered his head and began to concentrate on cleaning again, and Kim Kang-hyuk entered the livestock pen alone.

The first thing that greeted him was the facilities covered in blood and corpses.

Traces of a terrible corpse explosion.

Experts under his command who saw the traces were convinced that this terrorist attack was an attack by necromancers.

The skill of exploding the corpses in the shepherd’s warehouse all at once after the first air attack and the cruelty of exploding the remaining corpses once more as they retreated could not be explained by anyone other than a necromancer.

However, there was one crucial question: ‘Why’ did the Necromancers attack the Korean government?

To get revenge for the breakdown in relations with Korea?

It was a plausible hypothesis, but it was a bit strange that those who had settled in the United States would fly to Korea to seek revenge.

So, the story is that a third force carried out a terrorist attack…

A third force that can use such a wide range of corpse explosions.

If there was such a thing, there was no way he wouldn’t know. No, at least your Excellency and Minister of Foreign Affairs Kim Kwan-hyung must have known.

However, seeing that you were not prepared at all means that you were attacked by a self-made play or by an unknown entity…

I walked for a while thinking about that. An unexploded body came into his sight.

A corpse whose head has been completely burned, but whose body remains relatively intact.

When Kim Kang-hyuk saw the number ‘3’ and the scar that remained on the corpse, he realized who he was.

“Yoon Mae-heon… .”

Did you lose yourself, vomit, and become an experiment, but ultimately die fighting for your country?

Kanghyuk Kim swallowed his confusion and sadness as he checked the body of his dead friend. And the moment he tried to light his friend’s body on fire without the other soldiers knowing.

The soldier in the hazmat suit who had spoken to him earlier approached him.

While Kim Kang-hyuk was about to order him to step down, he realized the identity of the unfamiliar energy felt on the body of the soldier in the protective suit.

“… “What’s going on here?”

“I came here to check if the plan was going well… “Things don’t look so good.”

After standing up, Kim Kang-hyuk quietly placed his hand on the handle of the ceremonial sword and asked.

“Did you kill the soldier who was originally wearing those clothes?”

“No, I just knocked him out and hid him. Would it have been better to kill him?”

“… “If what you say is false, I will kick you out of Korea right away.”

After saying that, Kim Kang-hyuk lowered his hand from the sword handle. The guy disguised as a soldier chuckled, wondering what was so funny.

“It’s nice to see you caring about your subordinates. “Couldn’t you have been kinder to the soldiers who had monsters implanted in them?”

Kim Kang-hyuk glared at his opponent with cold, sunken eyes.

“I have no intention of joking with commies, especially traitorous commies. Just get to the point. Kim Philby.”

Kim Philby, a man disguised as a soldier and the ghost of the KGB, did not care about the accusation that he was a communist.

“If you just want to talk about the deal, we can do that. But jokes can be a pretty good lubricant for human relationships… ”

Minister Kim Kang-hyuk immediately interrupted him and took out a small map of Seoul from his pocket.

“There is an appropriate location in Seoul, not far from the sports complex. “The coordinates are checked here, and it is a place where there is little risk of being caught by others, so I believe they will take care of it.”

“… .”

You really only talk about transactions. Kim Philby worked hard to keep her smile on and take care of her guidance.

“Thank you for the good deal. Beria will also think highly of you.”

It’s Berry. Even though he heard that name, Kim Kang-hyuk showed no reaction. As if he didn’t deserve anything from him.

“Now go away.”

“… “If that’s what you want.”

Kim Philby put on his protective clothing again and turned his back. Kim Kang-hyuk looked at his retreating back for a moment, then turned his eyes to the body of his dead comrade.

Soon, thick flames flowed from his hands and covered the bodies of his comrades.

As the body that Dawn couldn’t blow up was burning and leaving a long smoke, a different soldier from before approached him and saluted him.

“Minister. “I received a call about something related to Olympia.”

“… Did over a thousand people beat up someone else?”

“No, this time it has nothing to do with the thousand people.”

“then?”

“that… A Soviet participant assaulted a Korean idol in a hotel. A beat up idol agency is lining up for us… “I asked the Minister for help.”

Kim Kang-hyuk frowned as his time to send off his comrades was interrupted by a trivial story. However, managing personal connections is also an important virtue for a minister.

He asked, suppressing his anger as best as he could.

“Okay, I’ll use some strength before Jo Woong-chan covers it up. “What’s that Soviet guy’s name?”

“It’s a dung beetle.”

“dross… what?”