Chapter 193 – Cruelty
“I am delighted that someone like you has responded so positively to signing a contract with me.”
The golden suns swallowed their saliva.
2 Demon King of Purgatory. Besides, if it’s the ‘permissive person of death’, he’s a very famous demon king.
No matter what class the demon king belongs to, he is a powerful creature that is different from humans.
When it comes to the 2nd purgatory demon king, it is possible to fight against the country’s troops alone, and the 1st purgatory demon king has enough power to defeat the army and destroy the country.
The forces that are hostile to the demon lord are not even standard for ordinary people, but powerful energy, aura, mana, spiritism, and Ryunar. It is assumed that the strong people who have acquired countless energy are included.
The creatures that are so powerful are the devils.
The low priest is the most powerful among the demon lords.
He is originally the Demon King of Purgatory 1.
2 He was defeated by the Shinheung Demon King, who was the Demon King of Purgatory, and his rank was demoted.
But no one is making fun of it.
To that end, the demon king named Jessa was very powerful.
Demons who are directly subordinate to the ‘Death Demon King’, one of the four major demon lords, and possess powerful abilities themselves.
Among the demon kings, there were not many who dared to disparage him.
That’s why I was puzzled.
As with all beings, the more powerful it is, the more costly it is to descend.
What kind of method was used so that the demon king, not a high-ranking demon tribe, responded to the summons and even gave it the respectful title of noble, to the point of being frightened because the golden suns were puzzled.
On the one hand, I was convinced,
Since the demon king is a human who wants to bow down and contract that much, I thought he was that much vicious and powerful.
“…”
The priest glanced at the golden suns, and they knelt down and bowed their heads at the difference in status that their eyes met.
The difference in class that even a user who committed all sorts of evil against ordinary people and accumulated powerful power in his own way could not resist.
I felt even more pressure because they were mothers who had not been taken care of by the gods.
But, nonetheless, they are convinced.
Whether it’s me or her. As long as ‘him’ is there, it’s not a problem.
What comes to their mind right now is the one who succumbs to Eide and punishes them for beating their fellow clanmates. The demon king at the top of the food chain. Gold Sun Enris.
And eight days to trample on them all…
…?
It was strange.
Why do these ridiculous images come to mind?
The golden suns’ eyes shook.
Dre grumbled.
“It’s a dirty form.”
“Whoops. Excuse me.”
Dre asked, frowning if he thought Jondae sounded sarcastic.
“So. Are you going to sign a contract now?”
“I have come here, and my intentions have clearly indicated…”
“…Did you?”
The nuance is strange.
The demon lord was tilting his head as if he was having trouble living there.
“No way that guy. I thought Inris-nim would have descended. Besides, he must have given quite a few good sacrifices, so he’s close to his strength.”
“…”
Dre seemed to be at a loss for words, then he asked.
“So, you’re not going to sign the contract?”
“Ah. It’s hard to give up the contract. A contractor like you is really, really attractive and rare.”
Then he smiled at Dre, who was looking at him with an expression asking what to do.
“We want something from each other. So, can we make a suggestion?”
Unspoken.
It was like permission.
“In my name, I swear that I will not take any side on this battlefield. If you cancel his manifestation and send him back…”
“Are you going to make a contract?”
“Yes. Exactly.”
Not participating in the battlefield means that I don’t want to stab Dre in the back, but in the end, I’m just going to do whatever I want.
Seeing as if he had read Stupid Dre’s reaction, he continued talking straight away.
“But at this rate, you’ll feel I’m just being humble. If you win, I’ll make a contract that’s completely advantageous to you. I swear by my two names, the demon king of the crown of glory.”
“Hmm.”
Dre tilted his head slightly, not answering.
After thinking for a while, the words came out:
“Are you weak?”
***
I know very well that I am not weak.
The demons in front of me are so powerful that I can count them on my hands among the beings I have ever seen.
By the way.
Monster bastards like Kitz and Frostia. And it is also true that it seems to be lacking somewhere from my point of view, knowing bloody guys like Almiraj, who are even bristling.
It also seems petty to be subtly sacrificing oneself.
He didn’t seem particularly offended by my words.
“Looking at it objectively, I think it’s strong, but you’re asking in comparison to him, right?”
The owner of the sticky energy that calls me with no reaction like the first time, even though he clearly noticed the appearance of the underworld. It must be Enris or something.
“Yes.”
“Huh. I wondered how he was so calm.”
“?”
“You didn’t know his strength, so he was carefree.”
“…”
Seeing others sneer at me like I’m respectful, it’s kind of fucking disgusting.
I was going to face you face to face, but what happened?
What I miss now is me.
I need the ability of a guy who doesn’t know if it’s this guy or a year.
If that person gets more angry here, then I’ll kill him, but let’s ask him one thing now.
“Answer the question. If you and that bastard fight, who will win?”
“…That’s a question that hurts my ego.”
“So? Come on?”
He said it with a smirk, but the priest answered in a flat tone without any change in expression.
“In terms of combat power, I’m not even an opponent.”
I blinked.
“…Hoo.”
Even though I look down on myself, it’s clear that this guy is insanely powerful.
A tolerable city would have had enough force to wipe it out in a matter of minutes.
That kind of existence is not even an opponent.
“It’s hard to compare because my power and that person’s powers are in different fields of death and color dreams, but when you look at the range of power, that is, the size alone, the gap between me and that person doesn’t need to be explained.”
Size
Okay. I know it’s not a joke.
Even now, an ominous aura surrounds the body as if it were submerged in blood.
It’s like coming here. It’s like waiting.
In fact, you will be waiting for me.
Because, as if telling us not to run away, we are emitting an unknown power on a crazy scale.
To some extent, that guy’s energy had not only occupied this hideout, this underground facility the size of a tolerable high-rise building, but it had penetrated the ground as well, and even crossed the Yang area of Sers, the capital city.
It’s as if they’re saying that they’re all hostages.
It has nothing to do with me, no matter what most people on earth do.
However, interest and curiosity arose about the existence of the Demon King, who exudes such majesty with just a warning.
“Okay. I accept that condition.”
“…Hoo.”
The priest stood out in his eyes.
“Well, if you use your special ability, even that person will have no choice but to be chased helplessly. Huhuhu.”
“Ability?”
“The power to cut everything. It’s a scene where a member of True Purgatory is kicked out… This is a picture I’m looking forward to.”
What is this bitch talking about
Jin Purgatory?
In this game-like world, new settings pop up every day.
“What is true purgatory? It refers to the higher rank demon lords among the demon lords in 1 purgatory?”
“It’s similar. To be precise, it refers to the most powerful of the demon lords, with only the strength in perspective.”
“Huh. You?”
“I was in Purgatory 1.”
I mean, not now.
“Then, is that nobleman who exudes a strange aura that he is interested in me over there is the strongest among those in Purgatory?”
“Personally, I think. Inris-nim must be considered to be at the top of the True Purgatory.”
It’s a huge giant.
I wondered how a humble place like the Golden Sun Clan survived until now.
I wonder if it’s only targeting the weak, but judging from this case, they think they’re strong and don’t know the subject.
Well, it’s understandable if a guy like that is the back boat.
To some extent, it reminds me of Frostia from the old Dragon Mode.
“Okay. You mean you want to kick him out?”
“That’s right. I don’t want to bear the burden of pretending to be with the Demon King of True Purgatory.”
“…So greedy.”
“Yes?”
Know.
There is no need to imitate more idiots, and I know a lot about people’s feelings.
Whether it’s demons or whatever, if you’re a thinking person, you’re a human.
So, I can roughly understand the feelings of this bastard who pretends to be proud in front of me.
“Do you think your situation is quite poor?”
“…”
“It seems like signing a contract with me is a pretty big deal.”
He didn’t answer, and at first glance he seemed unconcerned.
But I know.
Even if you look fine on the outside, your trembling eyes and trembling lips. Numerous gestures speak for themselves.
The appearance of pretending to be calm proves that my words are the truth.
“I’m also sorry for your ability, sir. I need your strength, so I’ll follow you now. So… Don’t be greedy here. Then. I’ll kill you?”
“…”
Did it stimulate the demon lord’s pride?
Unlike before, I can’t answer right away.
But. I’m sorry for you as much as I am.
Even if it hurts your ego, it’s okay.
Don’t prepare and fight.
I waited for a while for his choice.
It took seconds.
Her choice was to bow down once again.
“I sincerely wish you victory.”
Without haste, I slowly walked toward the hall.
The closer you get to the hall, the more your body seems to be soaked in sticky blood.
It’s like this even in this street. How strong is it really?
As soon as you enter the hall, the smell is incense.
It was full of the bloody smell of the golden suns earlier, but it’s very unpleasant that the smell I made seems to have been erased.
The sticky blood-like aura that was clearly felt even from a distance became thicker as if to be afraid or to test it.
Without hesitation, I entered at a faster pace, and what I saw was dozens of golden suns floating in the air.
Wind, mana, or parts of the body, etc., Entwined in the dark purple Ryunar. Everything was speeding up.
Their bodies were pierced and damaged in several places, and the damage is still spreading.
“Kuh, keuhuhh…!”
The guy who stands next to me and smiles at me. Takashi.
Is that kid also a rookie? Even though I cut it a lot, it still splits.
I looked at Takashi with admiration.
He flinched as he made eye contact with me, but tried to smile.
“You, really. It’s over…!”
“What did you do?”
“I made a sacrifice.”
Rikka answered.
“I know that when I see it.
I asked while watching the golden suns being ‘dedicated’ in real time.
As far as I know, sacrifices forced upon others will lose their value.
“It is better to be sacrificed than to be tortured by you.
“There.”
A calm, yet powerful voice.
Rikki hurriedly lowered her head, and when she reached Takashi, she knelt down and bowed her head.
His eyes of sincere submission and respect.
The bastard was sitting cross-legged in his lot.
He said he was from the royal family of the Dream Demon, but he doesn’t show any wings or horns, so maybe he just put them in.
The biggest feature is. Handsome.
Manly.
Are you a woman? It’s not like a curly, divinely-looking kitsch, it’s a type that feels appropriately masculine, and he’s handsome anyway.
In terms of how handsome he was, he was comparable to the kitz I just mentioned.
I feel even more repulsive.
The handsome chews are all my enemies.
I took a closer look at the guy.
The blonde hair, which is usually difficult to digest, and the tanned black skin rather emphasize the man’s coolness.
As for the clothes, he is wearing a robe that looks like a mat, as if he is cleaning something.
It was a formal robe that was worn only on one shoulder, and because of that, the muscular chest was exposed and it was fucking burdensome.
…But do I have to describe the male appearance more?
It’s disgusting.
I giggled and waved my hand.
“Hi.”
“Yes. Hello.”
Received my greeting in a soft and pleasant voice. You are a well-behaved kid.
At that moment, Takashi jumped up and pointed at me.
“You bastard! How dare you know who this person is…!”
“Takashi.”
“Yes?”
“If you open your mouth one more time without my permission, I will pluck out your tongue.”
“…!”
Takashi hurriedly lowered his head.
It must be scary.
But I saw this style somewhere.
A close friend like Takashi, in other words, a person who is afraid of even his own team, and who is strangely charismatic…
“You’re seeing it twice. Irregular.”
“Irregular?”
“Would you mind not calling yourself that? Your deeds and strength. Something worthy of being called an Irregular.”
“I think you’re the only one calling me that?”
“Our demons… That’s what most of the demon lords under the 2nd purgatory are called. You’re quite famous.”
“Huh. Am I a popular star?”
“So. Among the humans in the Pandemonium right now, you’ll be number two among the people you want to kill the most?”
“…”
It hurts my pride.
“Then what’s number one?”
Haha. Is that a question? Yes, a warrior.”
Warrior. It’s kitsune
Come to think of it, that bastard, Kitz. You must be looking at my past memories right now.
…Huh? Memory?
…Ah! I remembered because I remembered the past.
This child. Resembled that child.
That… That… What’s his name? Shinjinpae Abby. Only one letter was different from Shinjinpae.
“It’s too late to introduce myself. I’m Enris, the ‘Demon King of Color Dreams.’
“Oh, that’s right. Say eight days, wait.”
“I’ll wait as long as I can. So just give me one answer.”
“Huh?”
“Would you like to be my contractor?”
This speech. I heard something similar from him.
He has absolute confidence in his own strength, so arrogant, as if he would never refuse. A guy who acts as if his proposal is the same as grace.
Aha.
I finally came up with a name.
A charismatic bastard who was scared even by his son!
Shin Jin Seung!!
***
“You’re crazy enough to stick out your tongue…”
It was only tens of minutes ago that I gave an evaluation that I was a crazy bastard, but I had to revise that evaluation again.
Looking up at the burning auditorium, Shin Jin-seung said huh. I let out a deep breath.
Even Kang Gu-jin, who wasn’t surprised by anything, was laughing… Half fed up, half in admiration.
‘I heard that there are no pet dogs, but is that just him?’
It seemed worse than that father.
“What should I do? Senator. The dog was anxiously waiting for the Congressman’s command. Should I instruct him to go to work right away?”
“Wait and see.”
Shin Jin-seung put his hand on his chin and was deep in thought.
He was a crazy asshole and I knew full well that he was just going out, but I didn’t expect it to be this much.
He is acting as if he has a hundred lives.
What’s troubling is that he’s not just a crazy kid, he’s a very good crazy kid.
It seems like an impromptu action based on emotions that do not think about the future at all, but it also shows a thorough look, such as accurately measuring the timing of when they will come.
There was one reason that induced Shin Jin-seung to come here belatedly.
Take care of my messy school.
That intention was clearly visible.
If we don’t take care of it, the world will know about this, and there will be an uproar, and the country will move to catch the guy who committed such a slaughter.
As Shin Jin-seung’s forces, who wanted to personally capture Dre, had no choice but to deal with it, even if they were indignant.
‘Bouncer.’
It was so arrogant that I didn’t get angry.
As you continue to receive new feelings, you feel a sense of familiarity.
“So it’s a defeat. What did he say?”
“…”
While Shin Jin-pae is being carried away on a stretcher, he turns his head with difficulty at Shin Jin-seung’s words.
It was hard to even open his mouth, but he tried to speak.
That’s because of fear.
About Shin Jin-seung?
No.
“…”
Shin Jin-seung noticed that there was no fear in his son’s eyes.
“I was told to take care of the cleanup so that the police wouldn’t get caught… And, I learned about the existence of our hospital. Soo-ryun is in danger,”
You may not be aware of it, but the way you talk has changed.
Originally, I used to shudder and tremble in front of Shin Jin-seung, but now I’m not confident.
I didn’t like that.
‘That guy is more scary than me…’
I wanted to instill fear again right away, but now I’m so hurt that I might die if I do something wrong.
Shin Jin-pae’s re-education will come later.
“Is there anything more to talk about?”
“…I don’t think it’s any use attacking his acquaintances.”
“Hmm?”
“He’s just following his own whim. He’s not driven by vengeance. That’s, that’s… Dangerous. Father.”
“Hmm. Got it.”
Shin Jin-seung answered without any emotion and chined his chin.
The stretcher moved again and Shin Jin-pae closed his eyes as if trying to forget the nightmare.
“What are you going to do?”
Kang Gu-jin’s question.
Shin Jin-seung was annoyed for eight days.
So, he thought of doing the aftermath as he wanted.
‘I am the king.’
Pigs and pigs are just fine.
The lower classes boasting that they are powerful people who guess about their existence.
It’s very fucked up for them to have the perception that Shin Jin-seung suffered this much from a single high school student…
A king’s work always had to be perfect.
He and his subordinates managed only one place. It shouldn’t have happened that it was completely destroyed by a high school student.
Hundreds of people died, so what?
This is nothing. It had to be.
This is not something that eight days want to do, but for the dignity of a king.
“We need to keep the noise out. Disguise it as a gas explosion.”
“That…”
Kang Gu-jin blurs his horse’s tail.
It’s not a job to manipulate the cause of death, but it’s an easy method only when there are few dead people, but now there are too many dead people.
Even if you hide it right now, is it possible to cover it up until the end?
Besides, it’s a situation where you don’t know what else eight days will do.
“For now, those things.
Shin Jin-seung, who sat in the corner and watched the bewildered survivors, expressed his indifferent intent to kill.
“And call ‘The Manipulator’.”
Manipulator.
He was a person with unusual powers such as training and a special ability that covered Shin Jin-seung’s evil deeds along with the power of power.
“Does it go that far?”
“Of course.”
Kang Gu-jin was well aware of Shin Jin-seung’s grotesquely high self-esteem, so he didn’t ask any more.
He gave the order to the radio as Shin Jin-seung ordered.
And right after that.
“It’s alright.”
Shin Jin-seung frowned at the voice he really didn’t want to hear.
However, he soon managed to control his expression and turned his head with a smile.
This woman was a woman who, as the emperor, needed to go through such trouble.
“Hey. Who is this? Aren’t you the pride of Korea, Rachel Han?”
“Hello. Congressman Shin.”
The red-haired woman, dressed in a casual-looking outfit similar to her suit, looked up at the auditorium where she was riding.
‘Okay. There was this woman.’
Maybe this woman is helping out eight days behind her.
This woman has many strong personal connections all over the world beyond Korea, and she herself is a woman with very strong arms and power.
Even he, the emperor, is hard to touch.
If she is that kind of woman, she can give Yeodee various advice or support with weapons and shelter…
‘No, no.’
At least Rachel won’t commit her outlaws to catch him.
When the woman in front of me catches a criminal, she doesn’t show mercy and commits illegal things, but she doesn’t sacrifice others or ordinary people.
He is by no means a wicked person who doesn’t care if hundreds of people die.
There was no chance that she was helping eight days.
In other words, this woman came because she smelled something with only her own information.
The two looked at each other as if exploring, and Rachel opened her mouth first.
“I just came. What’s going on again?”
As expected, I don’t know if anyone died in the auditorium.
This may be a lie, but Rachel knows that hundreds of people have been killed, but she is not a woman to sit still.
“Well, why are you here?”
Shin Jin-seung noticed that Rachel was staring at her survivors.
The snow stamp has already been taken.
With this woman, she can’t take the survivors with her.
Rachel grins at Shin Jin-seung, who feels her annoyance and licks her lips.
“Looks like you’re in trouble. Congressman Shin.”
“Don’t be in trouble.”
The moment he made an exaggerated fuss, Shin Jin-seung’s cell phone rang.
It was from the secretary.
He had given some orders before coming here.
That’s right, the yakuza and triads who came to Korea to do business. It was to incite violence.
‘I’m a bit uneasy with just the masked men.’
It’s a fact I don’t want to admit, but it’s true that the bastard is quite strong.
Masked men are beings who must be kept alive for future entertainment. Shin Jin-seung did not want the limited number of people to die any more.
‘Eight days will be exhausting.’
Even an iron man needs to take a break.
At this time, you should rush.
Shin Jin-seung was careful, not being vigilant even when he was tired.
Poison to poison.
To Shin Jin-seung, the two organizations were useful tools, but they’ve also been arrogant lately.
These are the perfect things to use for things like this.
It’s already a rice cake worth asking for two organizations. Whether there is an organization targeting them, or there is a person to catch. It’s been a long time since I induced them to catch eight days by scattering various other information.
Seeing that the secretary was contacted, it looked like they were feeding them.
There is only one thing left.
Encourage eight days to come into contact with them and watch the fight.
Even if they later realized that they had been induced, it would be enough to suppress the protests of the two organizations later.
Shin Jin-seung was sure that Yeodee-ri would be caught soon.
‘Can we treat Korean gangsters who used to hold knives and murderers who use guns as their basis?’
Imagining what would happen to them after touching them for no reason made me smile.
Of course, I wouldn’t just let them die.
If information comes in that the two organizations have captured or surrounded them for eight days, they will move their privates to rescue them right beforehand and bring them in front of them.
And…
“Big…!”
Shin Jin-seung felt a jump in his groin.
Eight days of mouthing and submission were already expected.
Beep.
Shin Jin-seung smiled at Rachel while pressing the call button.
“Come to think of it, do you remember ‘ ‘?”
“…I don’t know why that name comes out of your stinkin’ mouth.”
At the harsh words, Kang Gu-jin crumpled her face and stepped forward, and Rachel smiled and said what the fuck? She did and she rather walked forward.
“Move away. I need to check what’s going on inside.”
“I already called the police. Outsiders get out.”
“How cool. A gangster bastard calls the police? Things are going well like a country.”
Watching the two of them haggle, Shin Jin-seung held the phone he had neglected for a long time to his face.
“Yes. What is it?”
[…Of, Congressman.]
The secretary’s voice was trembling, and Shin Jin-seung had a bad feeling.
And that premonition became a reality.
[The target attacked fish and earthworms…]
“…”
Fish and worms.
A slang chosen by Shin Jin-seung according to his mood so that no one can understand even if he hears it.
Yakuza fish. Earthworm means triad.
They are the ones who entered the country in a considerable size with more than dozens of people each, attacking them?
“How did it go?”
His words were relaxed, but the secretary trembled and said, knowing that Shin Jin-seung was angry.
[Two, both suffered devastating damage…]
What kind of bullshit is this
They, a criminal organization, were killed by just one person?
Shin Jin-seung endured the boiling heat and spoke.
“So, revenge?”
Plural.
Kang Gu-jin and Rachel both looked at him at the unexpected words.
Kang Gu-jin was puzzled when he saw that he was not careful with Rachel’s words even though she was in front of him, and Rachel had a hunch that something was wrong.
No… Even now, the faint smell in the auditorium…
‘The smell of burning meat… A corpse? Is there a body?’
I can not understand it.
No matter how much Shin Jin-seung is a bastard who just goes out, he doesn’t do things without thinking.
It’s an asshole who kills all the people on the city bus with the target to kill the target by ordering masked men, but he does it in a situation where he will never be caught.
Not even feeling Rachel’s questionable gaze, Shin Jin-seung silently urged an answer.
The secretary said quickly.
[No. I will retreat.]
It couldn’t be.
How stubborn they are
[All surviving gang members were trembling in fear. It has been confirmed that he also said he would never come to Korea again.]
“…”
Shin Jin-seung took his face away from the phone, not listening to the secretary say something more.
Then he looked at Rachel and he asked.
“That bastard’s son. What is he doing?”
What the hell, when will that bastard rest?
Shin Jin-seung tasted a very unfamiliar feeling at the presence of an enemy that exceeded expectations.
He didn’t realize what it was, but it was clearly…
It was horror.
