Chapter 629 – The Magic City and the Great Detective
Seong-il and his party are intrigued and begin to do various things to find out if this place is really a place completely separated from reality.
“Hmm… Let’s all do this.”
“Yes?”
While looking around the Moriarty detective office, Seong-il comes up with an idea and gathers followers.
“Let’s do our own research to block any unknown variables. Charlotte, you go to your house. There, check to see if your father, Lord Moriarty, is still in power.”
“Ohhh!! That’s right!! In our world, I couldn’t mention my father’s name because I was afraid it would block my career path!! But in the fake world, I don’t have to worry about that!!”
“That’s what I mean.”
After becoming Seongil’s follower, Charlotte, who has become very intelligent, as soon as she hears her Seongil’s orders, she appears to realize the meaning behind his words.
“Whoa… Then I’ll go to the secret base where my collection is gathered. If this is really a fake world, I can sell the stuff I’ve accumulated there.”
Although the item clearly states that it is a fake world, the scenery of the world in the mirror is so real that Seong-il and the others decide to split up and check if this place is really fake.
‘Fuck… What kind of guy’s fantasy world is so real?’
Seong-il walks around downtown Wyndham and examines the surroundings. He is amazed at the realistic mirror world and moves to the slum area.
“Is Yuna there?”
“Uh… Lord… Master…?”
It’s been a long time since I stopped by Yuna’s workshop. When a familiar voice comes out from there, Seong-il opens the studio door with an expression of interest.
“Oh… Is that really Yuna?”
“That…Then am I real or fake…?”
Yuna, who was working in plain work clothes and slightly sweaty, puts on an absurd expression at Seongil’s words.
“Noisy and come here.”
“Ah!!”
Now Yuna, who has been impaled countless times by Seongil and transformed into a rich woman. Seong-il feels lust for her when he sees Yuna, who he hasn’t seen in a long time, which is completely opposite to her appearance, and approaches her and tries to put her on her shoulder.
Squeeze… Squeeze…
Seong-il naturally puts her hand inside her work clothes and roughly massages her breasts. At his gesture, Yuna lowers her head and only makes her face blush, but she doesn’t show much resistance.
“Yuna. Do you remember the Mirror World?”
“Huh…!! Heh… Mirror World? What is it?”
‘Oh… I think this Yuna is really fake?’
It wasn’t very real, but she was certain that Yuna in front of her was a fake.
‘If I didn’t use the access list, would even my followers be fake? It’s fun…’
Seong-il feels that this realistic world is really fake. Then she starts to put her own lips on Yuna’s mouth as she shyly looks at herself through her watery eyes.
‘Shall we enjoy it lightly?’
Seong-il, who did not feel the need to tell fake Yuna this or that, decides to end the conversation with her by coveting her here for a while.
“Get down. Pussy wide open.”
“Huh… Yes… Lord… Master…”
Perhaps it’s because it hasn’t been long since she gave in to her Seong-il, Yuna spits out words of her submission to him and shows a look of shame.
‘Kya… The fresh taste is so good.’
Enjoying Yuna’s cute reaction, Seong-il lightly slaps her on the butt. Seong-il, enjoying her sloppy and clinging touch, puts her own alter ego on Yuna’s vagina.
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“Whoa… How was everyone?”
“…It’s really real, but I still feel like this is a fake world.”
“I feel the same way!! My father doesn’t remember a single conversation he had with me since these days!!”
Seong-il’s followers meet their acquaintances and tell Seong-il what they feel.
Even more, Elysia arrives at her office earlier than Seongil and Charlotte, so she visits the original game world, and she even experimented with it to make sure the timeline doesn’t collide with it, she reports to Seongil.
“Hehe… You said you went all the way to the detective world? Isn’t that great?”
“It was so amazing. I also met Yuna in real life, and she was still working on building a factory in Inner Plain.”
A word from Elysia that drives a wedge. Seong-il really has a hunch that this is a perfect fake world and that no matter what she does there, nothing will happen.
“Okay. It seems like there’ll be no problem no matter what you do, so let’s go do some real shit.”
Since he has already discussed how to proceed with the work with his followers, Seong-il moves to Kowloon City with Charlotte to proceed with the scenario he has decided on.
“Long time no see.”
“Yes.”
A man and a woman arrive at the lawless Kowloon Fortress near the port of Wyndham City. Unlike the first time they stopped by, they looked around with a relaxed expression.
“Uh huh. Watch your hands?”
“…!!”
While chatting around the club with Charlotte, Seong-il grabs the hand of a pickpocket who has appeared like a ghost and spits life.
Three robbers who appear to be his companions appear, but when Seong-il’s body exudes terrifying energy, they end up peeing in their pants instead of fighting.
‘I must have grown a lot.’
In the past, he would have had to fight a bout based on magic imprints and bankruptcy, but now he has defeated the enemy with just momentum.
Seong-il is in a strange feeling, but after coming to his senses, he lightly slaps the pickpocket on the cheek and tells him.
“Because I’m in a good mood today? So just go.”
“Ah oh…”
“Don’t make me say it twice? Next time, I’ll really tear you to death.”
“!!!”
The bullies run away in fright at Seong-il’s murderous words. When they disappear, Seong-il feels that all the unpleasant eyes that had clung to him in the slums have disappeared.
“Let’s take a look.”
“Yes!”
The annoying guys must have disappeared, too. Seong-il walks leisurely with Charlotte and looks around The Club.
“It definitely looks like The Club from back in the day. Did you practice enough?”
“Sure! Who am I! I am Charlotte Moriarty!!”
Charlotte raises her head and shouts at Seongil’s words. Seeing her cute appearance, Seong-il brushes her blonde hair and hands her a mask.
“Let’s go. Good acting.”
“Yes!”
After each puts on a mask that hides her identity, Seong-il disguises herself as her Charlotte’s attendant and heads to The Club with her with her imposing steps.
“Hmm…?”
The guards guarding the club stiffen their faces when they see the two men and women walking confidently in old-fashioned clothes and blocking their way.
“…Excuse me, but this is a members-only club. Do you have a membership card? Or even a letter of introduction…”
“Nothing like that. Bring the superiors.”
“…”
At Seong-il’s rude, but confident words, the guards look at each other and think about something.
At first glance, wearing a luxurious outfit that doesn’t look ordinary has worked. Originally, the guard should have beaten Seong-il and kicked him out as soon as he heard Seong-il’s rude words.
“…Could you accompany me to the drawing room? I will bring the superior.”
“I will.”
Her Sung-il, who lightly answered the guard, turned her back and put her hand on her chest, then lightly bowed her back to report something to her Charlotte.
Nod
And the masked Charlotte who nodded her head loftyly at that figure. As if their elegant appearance touched them, The Club’s guard treats the two with a more polite expression.
“If you wait here for a while, I’ll bring the person above me.”
“I will.”
In place of Charlotte, who sits in the parlor with her mouth closed, Seong-il stands in front of her and answers the guard instead.
Charlotte’s rude attitude, as if she didn’t even want to mix answers with her vulgar things, gave the guard confidence, and they obediently left to pick up their boss.
‘It’s going well.’
A situation that runs smoothly. Encouraged, Seong-il takes the teapot set and politely pours it to Charlotte to act as her underling.
Then, her eyes are covered, and Charlotte, wearing an antique hat, proudly begins to sip the black tea her Seongil gave her.
“…I came here because I heard that a special guest had come.”
Not long after Seongil and Charlotte waited, a middle-aged man appeared. Dressed in a luxurious suit, and looking like he has a decent position, he looks at Charlotte and Seong-il and tries to greet her by bowing.
“Okay. Let’s leave and leave you alone.”
“Yes? It can’t be…”
The guard stiffens and resists Seong-il’s words to leave, leaving only the manager behind. Since the man he brings has a top-level position among middle managers, he is concerned about possible unrest.
“You cheeky bastard…”
Seong-il, who approaches the guard who has lost his luck, builds up his inner strength and begins to radiate bloody momentum to the surroundings.
Damn!!
“Ouch…!!”
Seong-il swung his hand so fast that he couldn’t even see it and slapped the guard’s cheek.
The guard, who is said to be quite well-trained, but is just an ordinary person, falls to the floor with a fountain of blood mixed with his teeth spewing out of his mouth with just one gesture.
“What!!”
“You bastards, you idiots. Do you dare throw up at the lady’s words? Do you want to die?”
Seong-il takes out his weapon and sees four or five strong men pointing at him, threatening them with a raspy voice full of murder.
“This… It’s troublesome if you do this.”
Seeing Seong-il’s hand gestures, the manager feels that they are no ordinary people once again. Because of this, he blocks the guard with his hand and tries to appease Seong-il with a respectful tone.
“Don’t make me say it twice. In order not to expose the lady’s identity, remove all trivial things from here.”
“Ah… We would have been more polite if you’d told us in detail right away.”
After grasping the other person’s intentions, the manager cringes and tries to relieve the tension with Seong-il. However, at the same time, it is also seen that he does not bend by slightly scolding Seongil’s handling of work.
“To receive.”
“…?”
When Seong-il suddenly throws a small glass bottle of red potion from his bosom at the guard, the guard looks puzzled.
“Give that idiot a drink and it will heal his wounds. The shattered teeth at the same time.”
“…!!”
When a high-ranking aristocrat or a valuable potion is handed over, the guard’s eyes widen to the size of a lantern.
“This too.”
Seong-il throws a small pouch casually. Having already received the precious item, the guard examines the inside with an expectant expression. And the glittering gold coins you see in it.
“I say one last thing. Get out of here.”
“…”
The guard looks at the manager with earnest eyes at Seongil’s words. The manager, who met his eyes, ordered him to leave with a slight nod.
“…Everyone has been bitten. Soundproofing is thorough, so feel free to talk.”
“…”
At the manager’s words, Seong-il turns his back and looks at Charlotte instead of answering. Sensing the gaze of her holy day, Charlotte takes off her mask and sits down in a lofty posture, as she had previously discussed.
“Be polite. This is Lady Charlotte Moriarty, the only daughter of Lord Moriarty, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom.”
“Ah…”
A shallow exclamation flowed from the manager’s mouth as if he had realized why the man had asked him to bite his surroundings.
Then, the details of Charlotte, who has become quite a celebrity, come to mind in the manager’s mind, and he asks Seong-il back with a slightly hardened expression.
“…Aren’t you the famous detective who surprised the city of Wyndham recently? Why is this place…”
Since The Club’s true identity is a filthy den where all sorts of dirty crimes are committed, the manager, upon hearing Charlotte’s name, asks her about the purpose of her visit with a wary look instead of the proper courtesy.
“The young lady wants a new stimulation. You’re looking for something to ‘enjoy’ to relieve stress.”
“…Aren’t you investigating a disappearance case?”
As the Wyndham police are investigating a series of recent disappearances of women, the manager seems suspicious of Charlotte’s visit, who has a fairly deep connection with them.
“It’s stupid. Is this the same as a prank like that? The young lady really came here to relieve her stress.”
“…”
“If I was going to investigate you guys in the first place, I would have done it by secretly releasing people, so what are you doing to come here openly like this?”
“…”
Seong-il’s reasonable words make the manager look confused. In fact, in this fantasy world, Seong-il had no intention of touching Logan, so he continued to persuade him in a strong tone.
