Chapter 33 – 04. Need to Grow
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A huge building located in Jamsil-gu, Seoul.
Quite a number of limousines stopped at a five-star hotel that uses the name ‘Luciano’.
Considering the class of the hotel, such a banquet of luxury cars was nothing strange, but today’s atmosphere was something different.
A woman got out of the car at the front.
She wore a red cloth dress that looked like she was at a party, and her legs were impressive.
Looking up disapprovingly at the majestic towering building, she immediately handed the bag containing her sunglasses to the woman next to her.
“Siberian village boy. Go see someone.”
Having dismissed the woman who owned the best hotel in Korea as a ‘country woman’, she frowned again when she saw people rushing inside her building.
Late.
If you have invited guests, isn’t it your duty to come out to meet them?
In the first place, a hotel of this size should have at least a valet, but even they seemed to be bitten on purpose.
“Are you the ‘Jeongsia’ of Asura?”
“Can’t you see?”
“The president is waiting for you. I will see you.”
“Get rid of your ugly face. Because my eyes are going to rot.”
“… Sorry.”
Trampling on the man’s pride casually, she passed him with her snort.
To her high self-esteem, everything here is just annoying.
‘Versica Luciano’, the owner of the Luciano Hotel and the leader of the line ‘Cartel’ in eastern Seoul, was using the entire observatory.
Originally, it was a place to receive guests, but I was risking a particularly large blood loss for this place today.
“We’ve come to the ignorant.”
“Cadet. Every time I see him…”
When Sia Jeong entered, the women who had already gathered all chatted in unison.
She was quite popular among the Rhine stewards. In a bad sense.
“How long are you going to come and go? You Russian country boy.”
“…”
As soon as she entered, she swears at the host and sits down in what she thinks is the best seat, regardless of the stares from all directions.
“In this day and age, when we meet one by one…”
“… I would have said Italian. Many times.”
“What do you know? Either Russia or Italy. Why do foreigners in Korea suck?”
“…”
It was a hard thing to just say, but Luciano endured it.
Because I was already used to seeing Jung Sia like that. If she gets caught up in it, she misses something more important.
“After… Anyway, everyone got together. Shall we start soon?”
“Shinseoyul hasn’t come yet?”
“What. Are you taking out Changchun? I wanted to see if it was Eunkyung or the penis.”
“Honestly, I should take out Changchun. Why are you wearing Incheon? Clumsy.”
“Oh? Guess Gyeonggi-do is different. Why is there such a thing as a gentleman?”
“What?”
“Don’t waste your time on trivial things. Changchun betrayed us. So she just didn’t call.”
Luciano, who cleaned up the venue, which quickly became noisy, looked at Sia Jung with a troubled face.
No matter how much I think about it, the woman I should really fall for is that bitch, but Shin Seo-yul, who was quite useful, fell out of it.
“Betrayal? What are you talking about?”
“You can’t be fooled by that. He is the smallest of us.”
“Everyone must have heard the news. An open inquiry to be held in Changcheon in two weeks. All the powerful lines from around the world were invited, but we weren’t invited. What does this mean?”
“… Ji wants to eat Korea.”
“Under! I ate that little bit of Incheon… It’s absurd.”
“Isn’t he a hero yet? What kind of confidence do you really have?”
“You ate together with the collection man. Believe me.”
“Me too.”
Incheon is a large city with a population of 3 million.
However, the area of those gathered here was larger than that.
The population of the smallest 〈 northern part of Gyeonggi 〉 is 3.44 million,
The largest 〈 Gyeonggi Southern 〉 is a whopping 9.8 million.
As such, the number of owners was large and the scale of the line with them was huge.
Even considering that there are 3 lines in 〈 Southern Gyeonggi 〉 and 2 lines in 〈 Northern Gyeonggi 〉, it is difficult to handle Incheon alone.
“Joy. Shin So-yul Every time I saw her, I was unlucky. Am I a bit tactful? Just looking at it, it was an award to betray.”
“… New Seoyul. At least call me by name.”
For reference, ‘Asura’, where Sia Jeong, who is famous for being ignorant, is the Gilma, is a line of 〈 West Seoul 〉, and is in charge of 5.14 million people.
Apart from being ignorant, he surprisingly has charisma (?), So he was the first among the lines in the metropolitan area to subdue the king and obtain the district.
“So Luciano, what’s the point?”
The woman who had been sipping tea in the corner, not participating in the conversation, opened her mouth.
〈 ‘Namgung Soi’, the trail horse of ‘Byeolseom’, one of the three lines of Gyeonggi Nambu 〉. She is often mistaken for a Chinese because of her unique name, but she is a pure Korean.
Luciano put a brown cigar in her mouth and lit it.
A few frowned, but didn’t stop.
“Once you guys… Shouldn’t we set the order soon? I don’t know how many suns there are in one sector. Please think about my position as I have to invite them one by one.”
“Oh my, what is a Russian country boy doing? You think the same as me.”
“…”
The combination of Luciano and Sia Jung.
Five Gilma from Gyeonggi-do hardened their faces at once.
“A county in Gyeonggi-do… Bigger than the whole of Seoul. Are you saying you know?”
“Whatever that is, you incompetent bitches. This is why you shouldn’t mix words with a villager. What does that matter?”
“You fucking ignorant bitch.”
“When the regional lock is released, we have to move in an orderly manner. Is it possible with such a divided state?”
“What the fuck can’t you do? And does it make sense to group this big chunk into one area in the first place? The southern part of the game sucks. It wouldn’t be enough to say that the southwest and southeast of Gyeonggi were divided again. What game is this? Are you going to do everything as instructed?”
2 or 3 lines in one area.
It was a little different from other areas where lines/banwangs are generally divided.
Line-to-line where each other recognized each other’s territory.
They chose to compromise and negotiate rather than fight until they destroyed each other.
Luciano sneered, revealing his teeth.
‘You are weak. To think of himself as a line with such a mind.’
I’d rather be ignorant, but I prefer Sia Jeong, who took over the district in an instant with a stage show.
Luciano took the cigar from his mouth and put out the light.
“What good. That’s what you guys do on your own, and it’s about Changchun. I think as soon as the regional lockdown is over, ‘Asura’ and ‘Cartel’ should attack all at once.”
“It’s not like Incheon is the only opponent, so is that okay?”
“You have to defend yourself. Like I said, it’s me and Jung-sia who are attacking.”
“So you guys can just gulp? You want us to just watch it?”
Incheon is already not in the middle of the day.
I had no doubt that if Cartel and Asura stepped forward, I would be able to wipe out the blue sky right away.
Luciano couldn’t help but look down on them even though he took them for granted.
“Kuk. Aren’t your guts too small? You can retaliate Why are you scared?”
“Under. Did this crazy mafia bitch run? What do you believe in and just let it go? According to you, we’re just shielding other areas, right? If you just skip the kernel, we’ll only lose.”
Luciano nodded her head, letting her laugh fill her eyes.
“Okay. Then, do our Gyeonggi-do residents have any special opinions?”
“You defend. We’ll go in.”
“Oh~. Will our players go to Incheon? Am I defending the area?”
“Under. What are the villagers saying?”
“Okay. Don’t you know your geopolitics? It is our Gyeonggi-do that is besieging Incheon. So we’re going to go in and eat at one time. You know how powerful siege annihilation is, right?”
Luciano just laughed.
These nonsensical things mentioned Incheon and were threatening Luciano and Sia Jung at the same time.
Gyeonggi-do is besieging Seoul as well. Coincidentally, the number of pages was much higher on their side.
“Then then.”
“What?”
“Let’s do it. Huh. You go in.”
“… Really?”
The five Gyeonggi Gilma frowned.
Nodding your head so meekly like that?
While everyone was expressing their doubts, Luciano, who was sitting there, suddenly stood up.
In her hand was a long jungle sword.
“?”
She hurriedly approached her Namgung Soyi and ignorantly brandished her sword.
Fuck!
“Aagh!!”
It was lodged in her right shoulder, but I pulled it out with force and hit it again and again.
If it was their own area, there would be no damage to the jungle or anything, but unfortunately this is out of the area. Even if they were liners, if they couldn’t use the owner’s power, they were no different from ordinary people.
As screams and blood splattered in all directions, her forearms were severed, and Soyi Namgung floundered on the floor.
“Mi, crazy bitch!!”
“What the fuck are you doing!!!”
Great panic.
What the hell is this crazy bitch doing?
Fuck!
Puck! Puck!
Luciano continued to strike the sword, regardless of the reaction of those around her.
By the time Soi Namgung, who had been wriggling on the floor like a bug, stopped moving, she had already disintegrated horribly.
“Are you enemies with me instead?”
“Crazy bitch… !”
The four game Gilma bounced back to Ber.
All that remains is a bloodied body and Sia Jeong sitting with her arms crossed.
Even so, Namgung Soi’s corpse would soon disappear as she resurrected in her own area.
Luciano, who was covered in blood, took a deep breath, threw down the jungle sword, and sat on the chair Namgoong Soi was sitting on.
He pulled out a cigar with slightly trembling hands and asked.
“I thought it was the most useless, but at least it’s the best?”
“What.”
“You go in.”
“Do you believe me?”
“More than junk.”
“What about defense?”
“I have to.”
“Joy. The Russian villager is working for nothing.”
Sia got up with her snort and left her room.
“… You damn Italian.”
