There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 548



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EP.548 Lies written in ink, facts written in blood. (2)

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“… This is why we want to take revenge on the Korean government.”

Dawn and Seti’s past history was longer than expected.

Maybe it was because they burned down the livestock pens, or maybe it was because they brought up everything they normally didn’t say on purpose.

It is a story that is truly shocking to both those who are vaguely familiar with it and those who are hearing it for the first time.

Reactions varied.

“… .”

Sancho and the knight commander kept their mouths shut and said nothing, as if they had made a promise to each other.

Yes, they didn’t need to say anything.

The two knights just watched the dawn in silence, just as people with faith find a solution instead of being disappointed when they see the bottom of society.

And the reactions of the saint and Salome, who already knew a lot, were not much different from before.

Elder Jangman’s eyes sank a little, but Yeomyeong didn’t bother to ask about the situation.

Besides that, Princess Maggot, who was quietly watching in the corner of the room, also looked at Seti with strange eyes.

Perhaps they feel a sense of kinship as they come from the same laboratory.

Anyway, finally, reporter Park Cheol.

He reacted completely differently from other people.

“… lie.”

“… .”

Park Cheol said while glaring directly at Seti.

“No matter how superficially our country is a trash country… what? “You created an artificial human and used people as test subjects?”

Then he turned his head towards Dawn.

“The workers of the cleaning guild are thrown as food to the killer… They were supplying the corpse to the necromancer? It’s a lie. “It’s all a lie.”

Dawn neither confirmed nor denied. Park Cheol shouted louder.

“Even though this country’s democracy is half-baked, like subjective democracy or something! I’m not rotten enough to do something like that out loud!! Our predecessors fought against the military and achieved democratization by shedding blood! This country is moving forward slowly but steadily… !”

Only then did Dawn interrupt him.

“Kim Il-sung’s son, former President Kim Man-il, is also one of them. “The democratization achievements he achieved were all planned.”

“… .”

“Military dictatorship, democratization, everything… It’s all just a play into their hands. Do you understand?”

It was the simple truth, without a single lie. This country was warped from the beginning.

“No, that can’t be…” .”

Sometimes, the truth is sharper than any blade. Park Cheol trembled like a person stabbed by the truth.

For a moment, Seti and Dawn quietly exchanged glances in silence.

Park Cheol immediately raised his head and asked.

“evidence… “Is there any evidence?”

“Do we need proof of what we have seen and experienced ourselves?”

“Do you need it? Of course you need it!”

He looked straight at Dawn and shouted.

“How many martyrs who sacrificed themselves to protect this country and how many democratic martyrs willingly took to the streets for freedom! To prove that all the blood and sweat they shed was put to good use… ! “Isn’t it obvious that we need evidence more than anything else?!”

“… .”

Is it simply a coincidence that his voice was unusually trembling when he said ‘democratic martyr’? Dawn quietly looked down at him and said.

“I have no reason or obligation to save the public of this country.”

“… what?”

“If we prove that this country was wrong from the beginning, then yes, the public will know the truth. But what does that have to do with my revenge?”

“… .”

“What I want is not justice, but revenge. But trying to persuade the public that has nothing to do with me? “How does that help you get revenge?”

Park Cheol frowned and opened his mouth as if he was about to get angry, but then closed his mouth without saying anything.

While the saint and Seti looked at him curiously, he bowed his head.

“… “It’s no help.”

“… .”

“In the name of justice and truth… No matter how much I think about it, this society has no right to ask that of you. “This is especially true for me as a journalist.”

Park Cheol glanced at Seti and continued speaking.

“I have not seen the darkness of this country.”

And he looked at Dawn again. Golden eyes flashed as if piercing through his head.

“You can’t even see the bottom of this country… No, I didn’t see it. Under the pretense that reporters should play in big water… I was looking in the same place as other reporters. “You are disqualified as a journalist.”

“… .”

“B-but, still… I think people should know the truth. “I’m not saying this to ask you to save me.”

As Sancho watched, his eyebrows twitched, Dawn asked.

“Then what is it?”

“This is for future victims. “Only when the truth is known will a second or third thousand people be prevented.”

“… .”

“We can also stop the second and third victim sisters. “We must let people know how wrong this country is and how terrible we have done so that tragedies like this are not repeated.”

At that point, Yeo-myeong looked at Jang-man and Seong-nyeo alternately.

The saint shrugged her shoulders to mean, ‘I’m getting bored now,’ and Jang Man waved his hand to mean, ‘It would be better to leave them talking a little more.’

Dawn followed the elder’s advice. When he made no reply, Park Cheol shouted as if excited by his own words.

“This will help you with your revenge. Even if you kill all the patriots, the public will still remember them as first-class politicians and martyrs.”

“But they will all die.”

“okay! And you will be remembered as a terrorist! After that, the people and bloodlines that lived on them will use fame as capital to rule this country again!”

“… .”

“Unless you reveal the truth, your revenge is only half-hearted! A coward’s revenge! If you want to be proud of the dead cleaners… !”

Before he could finish his words, the guns of Seti and the saint were simultaneously aimed at his head.

Sethi said.

“Reporter man. “If you want something, you have to persuade, not provoke.”

“… .”

“or not… “Are you confident that we won’t kill you?”

bang!

Seti just shot off Park Cheol’s hand. Park Cheol says wow! I screamed.

Salome, who was watching this, said blankly.

“Ji, is it really stinging? I thought it was just a threat… .”

“Then are you going to fake it?”

“… Oh no. “I thought they were trying to set the mood to get them to join our side.”

“That was before I insulted Dawn.”

When the saint who mumbled like that poked her side, Salome quickly closed her mouth.

And while Parkcheol was shedding tears like chicken shit, Sethi said.

“Can you talk?”

“Fuck, fuck. of course… summer solstice. “Well, I don’t mind the torture.”

“great. “Then let’s go back to the original story.”

Even though he said that, Seti still waved his pistol.

“Now tell us why we should keep you alive.”

Park Cheol, who sighed and swallowed tears and snot, answered.

“I, too, am involved in this. “I want to inform the public of the hidden truth.”

“… What do you believe in? “Aren’t you a third-rate reporter with no name or news agency?”

“Fuck, fuck, can’t we end this conversation quickly? I think the answer has already been decided… .”

Seti cut him off with a straight face.

“answer.”

“… She said that the saint said that I am the owner of some kind of sacred object, so if she goes to the saint and is recognized, my ransom will skyrocket. No, at least if the saint makes me her personal reporter, all the church members will believe me! Are you done?”

“Yes, fortunately you are not an idiot.”

Seti smiled brightly, put down the pistol, and shook hands with Park Cheol. So, he grabbed Park Cheol’s hand that had a hole in it.

“I will save your life, and we will be together from now on. Reporter Park Cheol.”

Ahhhhhh – Seti waved his hand while a bizarre groan came out of Park Cheol’s mouth.

***

About 10 minutes after Dawn and her party left the warehouse.

Park Cheol waved his bandaged hand and said.

“… “Did you plan to attract me from the beginning?”

His question was directed at Jang Man. He’s a wiry old man who looks like a boss to everyone.

Jang Man answered while looking at the data in the USB that Seti brought.

“No, I was planning on killing him. “Because it’s much faster and more convenient that way.”

“… .”

“But Dawn wanted to hear your story.”

Park Cheol remembered about a thousand faces. Both the fake face shown to the public and the real face captured on camera.

“… “That guy is a weirdo.”

“He’s a good kid. “Unlike you.”

“… .”

“Park Cheol. War reporter, democratic reporter… “He has a very impressive past.”

Park Cheol suddenly turned his head, wondering what the identity of this old man who was respected by women was.

The old man, who boasted the bronze skin characteristic of a sailor, was looking at him with deep-set eyes like those of a whale.

“I believe that everything you said to Dawn a little while ago was sincere. ”

Before Park Cheol could say anything, Jang Man gestured towards Princess Maggot.

Princess Maggot understood that he meant to bring a potion, so she took out the potion, and only took the powder after seeing Jang-man wave his hand once more.

The same poison that was fed to the ‘writer’.

Jang Man, who took the medicine, handed out potions and powder to Park Cheol, who was groaning.

“It’s just potions and medicine. “You know how to write, right?”

Park Cheol obediently sprinkled the potion on the wound and swallowed the powder. He said, frowning at the strange strawberry taste in his mouth.

“Keuhu, what kind of medicine is this?”

“Latent poison.”

“… yes?”

“German tax lurking in the human body. If you don’t eat the poison again or take an antidote over a certain period of time, the poison will spread throughout your body. Since it was made by a professional, you will probably die in quite a painful way.”

When Park Cheol, surprised by the kind explanation, looked at him blankly, Jang Man smiled kindly.

“It’s the minimum measure to prevent betrayal. “I fed it to them because I thought they would realize that we are an organization that can set this country on fire only at this level.”

Park Cheol answered without even being able to swallow his saliva.

“… I believe it. So, can you give me the antidote right now?”

“You can give it to me. “But can you be sure I won’t give you more poison?”

I wasn’t sure. While Park Cheol was dumbfounded, Jang Man finished his sentence with a smile.

“Do your best in the future. “Reporter.”

***

When Yeo-myeong returned to the hotel wearing an invisibility cloak, the first thing she encountered was not a guard.

A kid with short yellow hair and a tall Slavic youth whose identity is unknown.

The two men, wearing three-stripe sweats with the symbol of the Moscow Superhuman Training Institute, were sitting in the hallway, using fallen Korean guards as chairs.

The sitting posture was so awkward that other guards and superhuman participants on the other side of the hallway and stairs couldn’t even think of approaching the two people.

While some reporters gathered their courage and started clicking cameras, the short-haired bastard… No, Pasun shouted.

“Oh, I just came to see my friend! A friend from the same mercenary background! Over a thousand people!! “A real friend?!”

The saintess who was hiding in an invisibility cloak like Dawn muttered, ‘You really are a crazy bastard.’

Dawn agreed to that, but went back to the hotel room.

And before he could say hello to the Death Knights and sisters-in-law who were waiting for him, he had to answer questions from the guards who rushed over.

-Wow, over a thousand people! I’m sorry, but do you know Pasoon and Dung Beetle?

“… .”

Dawn left the room, feeling a tug in the back of her neck.

I don’t know what Belladiva, who was disguised as him, had done in the hotel room, but the guards began to usher him out in a very apologetic manner.

“Well, that… Downstairs, a friend of Cheon Yeo-myeong’s days as a mercenary has occupied the facility and is refusing to move until Cheon Yeo-myeong comes out.”

“… “What does the academy that brought him say?”

“The Moscow Superhuman Education Institute is so free-spirited… “It seems like they are deliberately leaving it to us that they are not existing students but players who came through the open preliminaries.”

It’s not that they’re discriminating against Moscow students and they’re just letting go, aren’t they?

After swallowing her words, Dawn took the elevator and went down.

The moment I arrived at the floor where Pasun was.

Pasun, who was holding down another guard, turned his head toward the opening elevator.

“Oppa Dawn!”

“… 이 개새끼가.”

Dawn cursed without realizing it. Instead of being surprised, the guard next to her nodded in understanding.

Anyway, Pasoon approached Yeomyeong, waving her hand with the expression of a naturally virtuous girl, as if the reporters were watching her.

“long time no see! Do you know how much I missed you?!”

There was nothing more to see. As soon as the distance between the two narrowed, Dawn kicked Pasoon’s body.

pop! With the sound of a leather drum popping, Pasoon flew across the hallway.

I was planning to kick it out of the window, but Pasun regained his stance in the air and landed gracefully.

It’s gotten stronger now. Dawn clicks her tongue and wonders if she should take out her weapon or not.

‘Dung Beetle’ stood up.

A young Slavic man with thick facial and body lines approached Dawn with great strides. It was a menacing gait no matter who saw it, and people showed as much interest as Pasun had just moments before.

And as he approached, Dawn’s expression gradually became distorted. He knew how to handle the twisted mana himself.

The other person is not a living person. But it’s also ambiguous that he’s dead… What should I say about this? Half undead?

Whatever it was, they were an unpleasant race. Dawn thought as she prepared her inventory. If we fight here, the damage will increase, so let’s end it quickly.

The moment he raised his mana with all his might and the ‘dung beetle’ came into his range.

Faster than the Sword of Dawn, the dung beetle saluted him.

“It’s time to go!! “I meet the successor of the greatest enemy.”

“… ?”

What is it again?