There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 554



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EP.554 Lies written in ink, facts written in blood. (8)

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The saint was busy.

Because of the church members flocking to see her face?

Or because of the paladins and priests who participated in Olympia?

Of course, they all kept her busy. But the biggest problem was reporters and politicians.

Normally, the academy or church would have blocked it on their own, but now there were too many of them.

Interview proposals and meeting promises pouring in all the time.

The only people who observed the ancestral rites were noblemen.

A reporter who secretly tried to take pictures of the saint’s room from the opposite building, a politician who threw a Bible to get attention, etc… Crazy people came out at a rate of one every hour.

The Korean side apologized to the saint each time and assured her that this problem would not arise if they moved to the athletes’ village, but…

The saint was confident that going to the athletes’ village would not make much of a difference.

Rather than not distrusting Korea, it was originally about the public’s interest.

Would you say it’s the sorrow of a popular person? The advanced modern society prioritizes the public’s right to know over individual suffering.

Of course, there was no way to lessen her pain.

If Dawn, who is as famous as the saint, attracts the public’s attention, the saint’s situation will improve…

He publicly beat up the reporter and locked himself in his room and did not leave the door.

Internally, the Korean government took action to block access from politicians from other countries.

To put it simply, the attention that was supposed to be on him was flowing back and being focused on the saint.

As difficult as it was, she could have said something to Dawn, but the saint silently received the public’s attention.

As if that was what he had to do for Dawn.

Salome, who was watching from the side, was slightly impressed by how mature the appearance was.

Of course, that emotion didn’t last long.

“Ugh, should I just shoot a reporter? “I’m dying to be bothered with interviews with those bastards.”

The sight of her giving advice to each and every member of the church just a moment ago was gone. The saint’s words filled me as soon as I entered the room.

“Saint! You can’t say things like that! “How shocked the escort paladins and other church members would be if they heard that!”

Surprised, Salome started nagging, but the saintess waved her hand as if she was annoyed.

“Ah, it’s just you and the earl here now.”

“You need to take care of it on a daily basis! “What if it pops out unconsciously?”

“What does management usually do… I’ve been doing this my whole life. If you hold a prayer meeting in Seongdo, you don’t know how many people will come, right? “Wearing a mask in public and arguing with reporters is just everyday life for me.”

“… .”

“You don’t know either. How much fame bothers people. “If I don’t solve it this way, I’ll really die.”

“… How do I know that? “I’ve lived in the Magic Tower my whole life.”

“Ah, you may not know it, but the Führer knows it in you… .”

“This person is real! “I told you not to talk about Hitler!”

Salome grabbed a pillow and rushed at the saint.

For a while, the two people argued, calling each other a blemish on the five gods and saying they were from Austria.

Miridis, who had been sleeping quietly in the saint’s room, opened her eyes.

“uh? “You idiot is awake!”

Seeing the elf’s long eyelashes fluttering, the saintess immediately pushed Salome away with her foot and then ran to Miridis and grabbed her by the shoulders.

“what? What did Dawn say in her dream? The Minister didn’t do anything strange, right? They took off her clothes to confirm that they had just brainwashed her… .”

Miridis gently pushed the saintess who was shaking her shoulder, then took out a pen and paper from her pocket and answered.

“… That didn’t happen. “How on earth do you think like that?”

“No, I think if I brainwash Dawn, I’ll take my clothes off first… .”

“… .”

“… “You know it’s a joke, right?”

The elf cleared his throat and gestured to Salome, who had collapsed after being hit by a pillow.

Only after she approached him quickly did the elf put pen to paper.

“First of all, we have finished identifying factions within Korea, starting with Minister Kim Kang-hyuk.”

She drew three circles and wrote the names of the three ministers in each.

Minister of National Defense Kim Kang-hyuk.

Cho Woong-chan, Minister of Strategy and Finance.

Minister of Foreign Affairs Kim Kwan-hyung.

Miridis said, placing his pen over the name of the Minister of Defense.

“First of all, Minister of National Defense Kim Kang-hyuk. He is the supreme commander-in-chief of the Korean military, and is a fairly high-level superhuman. And I think he recently joined hands with the KGB.”

KGB? The saintess immediately frowned.

“Why is the ghost of the Soviet Union appearing here?”

“I don’t know the exact reason yet. “But it looks like Kim Philby himself is planning something by coming to Korea.”

“… Kim Philby. “And what about the other guys?”

Miridis said, pointing to the Minister of Strategy and Finance.

“Cho Woong-chan. He is not a superman, but a pure politician, and he is the chairman of the Patriots, an internal force in Korea. “The force is made up of various mercenaries and superhumans outside the military, and the domestic force is also the strongest.”

“… In some ways, he is the most annoying human being. “What about Kim Kwan-hyung?”

“This person is the problem… In some ways, he seems like the most dangerous human being. He is in charge of several secret domestic projects, and above all… .”

Miridis took a deep breath and then spoke.

“… According to Dawn, this person looks like the Ayatollah.”

“what?”

“It must be the person shedding tears, or at least a priest.”

“No, how did you figure that out? “Other than going to see Kim Kang-hyuk yesterday, I haven’t moved anything else.”

“The Ayatollah himself came here.”

“… .”

Salome opens her mouth and the saint does not hide her disgust.

The two looked up at Dawn, as if they had made a promise.

The saint said, fiddling with the revolver on her thigh.

“To the Ayatollah, to the communists… It couldn’t be more crazy than this, right? “How on earth is the country maintaining its normal state on the outside?”

Miridis immediately drew another circle in the middle of the three circles and wrote a short title on it.

“… dismissal?”

“The real owner of this country, served by the three ministers.”

“… .”

“It’s not exact, but I think this person has been manipulating history ever since the war. “It is the result of this country growing so differently on the outside and the inside.”

It was a scary story. How can an individual dominate the history of a country, even for decades?

Salome asked.

“So, who is this person?”

“I don’t know. Not yet.”

“… .”

“Whether you like it or not, uncovering this person’s identity before Olympia is over will be the key to this revenge. “I don’t know about anyone else, but this person will have to be killed.”

Miridis, who had said that far, created a spark from her finger and burned the paper.

“The Saint and Salome, please continue to maintain your position while participating in the Olympia. “I have to become Dawn’s alibi.”

Then the saint asked.

“… “Then what about you?”

“I am… Well, I decided to plan a terrorist attack together with Mr. Jangman.”

“what? Why only you? “I want to be with the elderly too!”

When the saintess grumbled, Miridis answered by resting her chin.

“Yeah… “Because she’s the daughter of a terrorist?”

“… .”

“It’s a joke, so don’t look at me like that. “It’s just because he has a connection with our revolutionary group.”

“My mother is also a communist… .”

The saintess pursed her lips for a moment, then relaxed her mood.

It’s unfortunate, but everyone has something they’re good at. Everyone was trying their best, but he couldn’t be the only one making a fool of himself.

“Ah, but it would be nice to get to the athletes’ village quickly. “It would be a bit more comfortable if I could at least meet Dawn freely.”

“… Just wait a little while. “The facilities at this hotel aren’t bad either, right?”

Just before the three people’s meeting ended. Miridis spread her fingers as if she had remembered something.

“Oh right. “In her dream, the saint begged her to never meet Seti’s mother.”

The saintess tilted her head as if puzzled.

“… Why can’t I meet Seti’s mother? Because of the Korean government?”

“no? “I heard that if you look at it, you’ll get sick?”

“party? What is that… ah.”

A disease that makes you want to shoot a dog whenever you see one.

The saint thought while fiddling with the revolver. Just how bad of a bitch does she have to be to swear at Yeo-myeong so euphemistically?

Well, is it even a demon?

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The evening after meeting with the Ayatollah.

After handing over the information to Miridis in a dream, Dawn put on a suit for the first time in a long time.

A top-of-the-line suit sent by Minister Cho Woong-chan to wear when attending a ‘patriot’ meeting.

The 100% handmade suit was as light as a feather and fit the body perfectly.

The lines of the clothes that hugged her from her shoulders to her waist were so comfortable that it felt like the clothes she wore when she was a janitor were tattered.

Of course, clothes were just clothes.

Didn’t Stalin rule half the world while wearing only stiff civilian uniforms and military uniforms his entire life? What matters is not the clothes, but what kind of person he is… .

After thinking that far, Dawn further strengthened her thoughts as she saw a woman approaching her wearing a dress.

“How do you feel, son-in-law?”

Seti’s mother, Monakrang, said, fluttering the hem of her dress. She wore a low-cut dress that cut across her back and thighs, showing off her curves.

My life, which was worse, was summed up in one word.

“… “Fuck off.”

“Hoho, you may say that, but since he designated me as his contact, you can’t do anything about me, right? “Even though our first meeting was a bit messy, how about continuing our good relationship in the future?”

Wow, that’s so shameless. Dawn desperately resisted the urge to kick her calf.

And after a while, Seti came out from a room different from Monakrang.

Unlike Monakrang’s gorgeous dress, she wears an elegant Hanbok.

Dawn said, fiddling with her blue jeogori.

“It suits you well.”

“okay? I’m glad. “This is extremely uncomfortable.”

At that time, Monakrang intervened.

“Daughter, beauty is inherently a bit uncomfortable. You still don’t know what it means to live like a woman… “At least you can’t crash tonight?”

Should I call it advice or an argument?

Seti and Dawn simultaneously ignored her words and headed down to the hotel.

“Go, let’s go together!”

Whether or not Monakrang followed her with her high heels clicking, the two got into the VIP elevator where they could avoid the eyes of the Olympia athletes.

“Hey, you ungrateful bitch!”

As the voice of Monakrang, who had not yet been able to get on the elevator, faded away, Seti opened his mouth.

“We both have games tomorrow, but the fact that we scheduled a meeting today must mean that Jo Woong-chan was in a hurry, right?”

“… Or maybe there’s something you want from tomorrow’s game.”

Seti said while fiddling with the hem of her hanbok skirt.

“I’m not very happy either way. I have to bow my head to those guys… .”

“I think we’re going to make a killing book. “I will kill every single one of them.”

National Assembly members, ministers, and… Even your Excellency. The two agreed in silence.

And the moment I left the hotel in that silence.

Two vehicles with pitch black windows and a driver greeted the two people.

Wearing a bull head mask… Two shepherds.

Although their skills were not good enough to be used as drivers, Yeo-myeong and Seti followed their instructions and got into the car without making a show.

Monakrang, who came out late, demanded parental rights and insisted on riding in the same car, but the shepherds did not allow it.

Anyway, the shepherds took the two cars and led the group to somewhere in Kaesong.

I drove for a long time, passing Jungang-daero, Junamsan Mountain, the high-end restaurant that Kim Kang-hyuk guided me through, and even the place where the Gaeseong Dimensional Gate was located.

Squeak – The vehicle leaving the city center stopped in front of a huge tomb.

As Dawn looked around, the first thing she saw was a large burial mound on a gentle hill. Beneath it stood a pavilion and a monument, which looked similar…

“Royal tomb… ?”

A tomb enshrining the king of an old dynasty.

They said they were holding a patriot meeting. Why did they come to a place like this? As Dawn could not hide her curiosity, the shepherd with the cow mask spoke.

“This is the royal tomb of King Taejo, the founder of Goryeo.”

“… .”

“Let’s go. “The higher-ups are waiting.”

Is this really a conference hall? How crazy is it that he uses the tomb of an old dynasty as a conference hall?

Dawn followed the shepherd in confusion and disgust. And the sight she saw upon entering the royal tomb was even more disgusting than he had imagined.

Above the tomb where the great king should have rested, a very small portal was open.

And the energy source floating above the portal is…

It was a corruption stone the size of a thumbnail.